Elena walked slowly down the aisle, her arm clasped tightly around Jeremy's. Her heart pounded frantically in her chest, and the tight corset hugging her torso was not helping her breath evenly. She stepped slowly and placed her foot in the exact right spot so she wouldn't trip over her white heels. She felt Jeremy give her arm a slight squeeze; it comforted her a little. Elena avoided everyone's awed gaze, especially Jenna's. She didn't want to see Jenna crying.

However, she did not avoid the gaze of someone in particular. He was absolutely breathtaking, as always. He was dressed in a crisp black tux, his hair just slightly above his eyes, and his beautiful mouth turned up into a large smile, showing his teeth. He hardly ever gave anyone a smile like that, except for Elena. It was her smile, and only she could receive it. Her heart swelled up with pride as she realized that the wonderful man was hers…and would never be anyone else's.

She was eager to reach him, and when Jer and Elena had come to a stop, she hugged her little brother tightly, whispered I love yous in each other's ear, and she finally placed her hand in the wonderful, slightly cool, yet still warm and comforting hand of the man of her dreams.

The service went quickly, but maybe that was just Elena. At the I dos, she had begun to cry, and he had looked close to tears as well, which hardly ever happened. Her voice came out emotional and shaky, but his melodic voice rang loud and clear as he said, "I do."

A shiver went up her spine when he gently pushed the ring onto her finger. He was so gentle, but Elena knew he wasn't with anyone except her. He could be lethal if he wanted to.

Then the priest's voice rang through Elena's head as he made the official statement, "I pronounce you, husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride." He smiled quickly at her as he caressed her cheek and gently pulled her into him. He bent over slightly so Elena could reach him, and as their lips met, fireworks went off in Elena's mind. Eager, she moved her mouth more forcefully, and she could feel him smile and happily comply. Elena was sure that he was pleased with her public outburst…he loved nothing more than to let everyone know that Elena loved him and always will. When they finally broke apart after a couple of cleared throats, he smiled her smile and clasped her hand.

"Ladies and gentleman! I present to you, Mr. and Mrs. Salvatore!" Everyone cheered as we walked down the aisle and met with everyone. Elena was so ridiculously happy she didn't know if she would faint on the spot or not. She was Mrs. Salvatore…but not just Mrs. Salvatore.

She was none other than Mrs. Damon Salvatore, and she couldn't ever be more happy.

Author's note: I know…this is short, but this is honestly more of a prologue than anything else….REVIEW PLEASE! Hope you like it!

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