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"Hurry up babe, we're gonna be late." I called up the stairs of the Salvatore Boarding House. I had moved in 200 years ago when Damon and I were in the early stages of our relationship. "It's your brother's wedding, they have been together for 500 years, the least we can do is show up."

"Finally they're sealing the deal." Damon said with an exasperated sigh. "Spent way too long denying their feelings."

"That wasn't a problem for us. Been together for 600 years tomorrow."

"Yep." Damon kissed me hard. "They have nothing on us."

Damon turned me years ago. Specifically 599 years and 364 days ago. Sam died about 530 years back. He lived to be about 60 years old. A good age for a hunter actually. He died a natural death, thankfully. Sam had begged me not to turn but respected my decision. I needed to be with Damon forever. It was a whole dramatic affair the night he turned me. He took me out to a very nice dinner and then we came home and had amazing sex. We were snuggled up in bed and he asked me if I was ready. I said yes and he bit into his wrist. The crimson liquid welled to the surface and I tentatively put my mouth to his wrist and started to suck. His blood was delicious and tasted like caramel. I pulled off with a contented sigh and remember the blood being smeared around my mouth and already looking like a real vampire.

Damon just smiled his loving smile at me. "I'll see you in a bit babe." I then noticed his hold around my neck. As a hunter I immediately tensed in this vulnerable hold but relaxed when I calmed down enough to remember it was Damon. He just stroked my cheek with his thumb and then I was gone.

I awoke 3 hours later with Damon by my side holding a blood bag. I groaned and rubbed my slightly sore neck. Any lights in the room were shut off and all the curtains were closed and I was grateful. My senses immediately picked up on the blood bag in Damon's hand and I gave an audible hiss of hunger. My fangs then agonizingly dropped down out of my gums and sank into the blood bag Damon had put in my hands. The blood flowed down my throat like a silk waterfall quenching my immediate thirst.

I was pulled out of my reminiscing by a pang of hunger and Damon's lips on my neck.

"You were the one telling me we need to go and I find you here daydreaming." He teased lightly.

"Sorry" I apologized.

"It's all right." Damon smiled and chuckled. "I could think of something better to do than go to a wedding." Damon eyebrow wiggled suggestively.

"We have had enough sex to last us an eternity." I chuckled. Damon just pouted and I dragged him to the car.

Mystic Falls had changed little in the past 599 years. All the buildings were still there and cars remained the same, the people were still there such as Caroline and Tyler and Elena and Stefan. My family had all died off a long time ago. I had just adopted Damon's family. Elena was older than me and I feared her. She was powerful and did not hesitate to put me in my place. She had been turned 15 years before me and could pin me with the flick of her arms. We had promised to go to her wedding when Damon and I had gotten her and Stefan back together after 400 years of fighting. Stupid kid problems had kept them apart. They had gotten back together 200 years ago and about 6 months ago decided to get married. Lucky for us that meant we had a wedding to get to if Damon would get his ass in the car.

"We're gonna be late."

Damon just rolled his eyes and swaggered into the hotel we were staying at for the wedding. We had changed and we got directions down to the grand ballroom and we stopped in front of the doors and I turned and straightened Damon's tie. I then ran my fingers through his hair and messed it up a bit to make it perfect. Damon just grabbed my hands and kissed me hard. Even after almost 600 years his kisses still got me hot. That was true love. Even though I had to deal with depression after hunting things like vampires my entire life, and now being the thing that my whole family despised. I eventually got over it with the utter love and devotion of Damon. He did everything to make me happy and that is why we would love each other forever.

"Not now." I stopped the assault on my neck and we straightened out our clothes and intertwined out fingers and pushed into the pre party before the then all got in cars and went to the Virginia coast for the most beautiful wedding I had ever attended.

The reception wasn't until later. We then drove back to the hotel to regroup. We had to make speeches so we decided to go up to the hotel room for a nap a.k.a to feed. We got up to our room and Damon pulls out a cooler. I can positively smell the blood and I shove past Damon to get at it.

"Easy there." Damon just chuckled taking a swig of some whiskey he brought in a flask. It was stocked with me and Damon's favourite blood type, A positive and AB positive, respectively.

"Ohhh." I was practically withering with hunger now. I picked a full bag out of the cooler. "Thank you for my favourite baby." I kissed him on the cheek and lay down on the bed with my eyes turning red and the veins coming up under my alabaster skin. The fangs came out with an audible pop as I didn't bother to pour it in a cup and just sank my fangs into the bag.

"Hungry there baby?"

You have no idea." I mumbled around the blood in my mouth. "At the party I wanted to rip into every one of those humans' throats and drain them dry."

Damon just looked at me, nodding in agreement and sympathy. "So that is why you were clinging to my hand so tight?"

"Yep." I smiled up at him. "You really do love me, don't you?" I asked him seriously.

"To the end of eternity." He smiled back, some blood dribbling down his chin. I stood up and walked over to him. I leaned in and the veins took there place under my eyes and my eyes turned their normal vicious shade of red. My tongue then swiped out and roughly licked the blood off of his chin. He groaned and closed his eyes.

"We have speeches to make in 20 minutes Dean."

"I know." I replied mischievously. "I am just getting you all worked up for when we get back to the hotel room."

"You are so fucking evil." He replied, his body starting to respond to my actions, now moving up and down on his neck.

"Dean if you do not stop now, I will be forced to take you here and now."

I looked up at him and saw how serious he was and when I did, I backed off. I may be a bit stronger but my superior strength was no match for a turned on Damon, who is willing to do anything to get what he wants. He would defiantly pin me down and fuck me if I kept going. Not saying that I wouldn't enjoy it, in fact it might be kind of hot but never mind. I pulled away and could tell that he was extremely turned on, just the way I like him.

We headed into the reception, hand in had. He was so uncomfortable and I teased him throughout the whole reception. Yet he stayed my anchor. He keeps me grounded and never lets me go off the rails. I am forever grateful to him. I love him. We made our speeches to the happy couple as we were both on the V.I.P. guest list of the bride and groom but we got out of that party as quickly as possible. We got out of that party as fast as possible, barely saying goodbye and congratulations to the bride and groom. I kissed Elena on the cheek and wished her and her husband a happy marriage, rushing the words out of my mouth a quickly as possible. Damon hugged his brother and kissed Elena on the cheek. We ran out hand in hand all the way to our hotel room and I could feel the glares of Elena and Stefan as we rushed up to our room to finish what we had started before the reception.

Damon had his head on my chest and was pressed as close as possible to my side and my fingers were tracing random patterns on his arms. I could feel his breath tickling across my collar bone every time he exhaled. Although we didn't need to breathe we picked it up, and now it is just a habit. I felt his breathing even out and knew that he had fallen asleep. Then someone was rapping on the door with no patience whatsoever.

"Dean, Damon, I know you guys are in there."

Damon just groaned and tried to snuggle deeper into my chest to make the banging on the door go away. I pried myself from our tangle on limbs and bodies and pulled on some jeans. I pulled open the door and saw a new Elena Salvatore standing at my door.

"We are going for the photo shoot, you guys better get ready."

"I don't think Damon and I…" I trailed off when she fixed me with a hard stare and I then knew that we were going.

We went out to a forest clearing out in a Virginia forest with a wedding photographer to take some pictures. First it was just Elena and Stefan then it was the whole wedding photo. We were only in one wedding photo. I was a little pissed that she had to interrupt a post sex cuddle session just for one picture for a wedding album. We drove back to the hotel and Damon and I checked out. We drove out the coast and went to go have a day out on Damon's boat he had bought a couple months back. As a surprise he then took me out to dinner at a fancy restaurant on the wharf.

"Happy 600 year anniversary baby." He whispered to me once we were seated at our table.

We ate a wonderful dinner of steak and potatoes and the most wonderful bottle of wine I had ever had in my 600 year existence. We then ordered cheesecake for dessert. Damon then grasped my hand and started to speak.

"Dean, I have something to tell you." He took a deep breath and then started his speech.

"You make me so happy. These 600 years with you have been the best ones of my life. I am very lucky. I may be 800 years old but I will love you for the rest of my eternity." He got off his chair and down onto one knee. He pulled out a box with a golden ring in it. It had no stones or anything, it was just a plain golden ring, yet it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my existence. Damon had stayed down on one knee the whole time I had been looking at the ring. Then he spoke.

"Dean, will you marry me?" Damon's eyes shone brightly and I got caught up in his ocean blue gaze. I was literally stunned speechless. The longer I remained silent the more Damon's smile faded. Eventually he closed the box and got back up on two feet. He was exponentially hurt, his eyes told me everything.

"If you don't want to marry me Dean, that is okay, but don't just stand there silently, at least have the decency to-" He was cut off when my lips crashed violently onto his.

"Is that a yes?" Damon asked when I pulled back, his eyes blown wide with lust. I pressed my lips back to his and smiled against them. Then I whispered quietly enough for only him to hear.

"Yes."

He pulled back and gave me a huge grin. "You have made me the happiest man alive, Dean Winchester."

Damon was giving the biggest smile I have ever seen him give in 600 years. The kind of smile that makes your eyes crinkle at the edges and your cheek muscles hurt. Finally after everything he was truly happy. Damon just kept looking at me, and then his eyes changed from loving to lusty and hungry. Dessert had arrived but Damon just to me to his Camero. We had left the Impala at the boarding house when we decided to go to Stefan and Elena's wedding.

The car flew down the road and we got to the Salvatore Boarding house in a matter of minutes. We got out of the car and into the boarding house with our superior strength and speed. Dressers and lamps and various house adornments were broken or thrown carelessly across the house as we made our way up the stairs to Damon's room.

I pinned Damon down to the bed and I felt him use all of his strength to push up against my hold on his arms. I only gave slightly to make him think he was winning and then just pinned him down easily again. The veins popped out under my alabaster skin and the red in my eyes appeared and my fangs popped out, the whole nine yards. Damon's features remained angelic and I had released his hands. He reached up and touched the side of my face and I leaned into his touch, vampire face still up. Damon's vampire face then popped up in a fraction of a second he had me pinned under him in sheer surprise at his sudden transition. We both kept our vampire faces, finding it easier to just keep them for the primal act of grinding our cores together. It would just bring our vampire faces out anyways.

Moans and hisses escaped our lips. All of our clothes eventually came off. Damon started sucking on my neck and eventually found it too tempting. I felt his fangs pierce my skin and it just got more erotic over the years. He started to suck my blood and I moaned very loudly. Damon just smiled against my skin and I just threw my head back. I felt my blood draining from my body so my fangs dropped and I found Damon's pulse point and bit into it. I started to suck and I felt Damon moan into my shoulder where he was still taking my blood. Blood sharing was one of the most intense, erotic, and personal thing one vampire could do with another. Usually only mates did this, we weren't quite to that status yet but I knew when we found each other that we were meant to be mates.

His blood still tasted like caramel, always the same every time I took a taste, I never got tired of it. Damon then thrust in without warning and started a steady rhythm. We were still sucking on each other pulse points, recycling the blood throughout our bodies. I started to see the cliff come into view. Damon pulled away just as I was on the edge and thrust into me with more vigour then I knew he ever possessed. He scraped his fangs over my collarbone and chest. I arched my body up into where he was using his teeth. The goose bumps travelled up and down my body at an incredibly fast pace. I cried out and let it all go. Damon's cries soon joined mine. He collapsed onto me breathing heavily. He then rolled off and pulled me into his chest. I climbed up onto his chest, even closer if possible and snuggled as deep into his chest as physically possible. I made a little contented sound and sighed a happy sigh. Damon's breathing evened out and he leaned down into my ear and whispered.

"Happy 600 year anniversary baby."

100 years later

100 years of happy marriage. About 70 years ago I decided that we were ready for the next step. Kids. We had contacted several local agencies but had come up with nothing for several years. Over the last 700 years birth control had become much more effective. Adoption agencies barely existed anymore. We barely stayed in one place for long. That didn't help the fact either. Ten years was our maximum limit before people started to notice that we were not ageing so it was especially hard for us to stay for long. I broke down in front of him one night.

"Are we cursed?" I asked out loud.

"No." He answered slightly wary of why I would ask such a question.

"Then why is it so hard for us to find a baby, Damon?"

"I know you want a baby but we can't conceive and there are no babies up for adoption at the moment."

"I love you Damon, and want to have a family with you. The ultimate show of love."

"It's okay Dean, shshshshshsh." He grabbed me and cradled me against his chest, letting me cry myself out. He held me in his arms for what seemed like forever. Damon just held me against his chest.

"Stupid heightened emotions." I laughed around my own sobs, now dying down.

"Shshshshshsh" Damon cooed. He released me from his hold on my chest and took my hand to lead me upstairs.

We changed into pyjama pants and I got into bed. I curled into Damon's chest and arms. I felt a calming essence coming off of him in waves. With my head nestled into his chest, I suddenly felt overwhelming lust come over me. I started to kiss up his chest and up towards his neck.

"Dean babe, you are upset. I don't want you to force yourself on me when you are upset."

"I am upset but I love you. I need some comfort, do not deny me this."

Damon just laid his head back into the pillows and groaned.

"I never could deny you anything."

"Finally you learned." I whispered between pressing kisses to his neck and chest. Damon let me have my fun on his chest and then grabbed my wrists, pinned me, and flipped us over so that he was on top.

"I love you Dean, remember that."

I nodded. I have known for quite some time. "I will love you forever as well Damon."

With those words that escaped my mouth we spent a night of passion like I had never experienced before.

2 weeks later

I had not had a cold in over 700 years. This was horrible. I had only been able to keep down one blood bag altogether this whole week. I was slowly starving to death. Damon got so worried that he made a call to Klaus. He was wary about helping Damon but he owed me a favour ever since I gave him some advice to get the girl he loves in exchange for his blood. Klaus was so grateful he decided that he owed me a favour and plus Caroline kind of pushed him to help us to. She wasn't too fond of Damon but she and I on the other hand had hit it off.

Klaus came to the boarding house and Damon let him in the front door. Caroline was at his side and when she saw me on the couch looking sicker than anything she immediately rushed over to my side and stroked my forehead with her hand. She didn't talk and I was grateful. Damon and Klaus were going over possible conditions in the kitchen.

"He wasn't bitten by a wolf, I would've known."

"Then what the bloody hell do you expect me to do about it?" Klaus practically seethed.

Damon hissed something back I couldn't quite catch because a huge wave of nausea rolled over me and I threw up my breakfast. All conversation then ceased in the kitchen. All was dead silent for minutes.

"Do you hear that?" Klaus asked suddenly.

"No." Damon instantly responded back and was then on high alert. His tone suggested that he was ready to kill.

Klaus warily came out of the kitchen. He was moving slowly with purpose, like he was stalking his prey. I would be very scared running from him if he was a wolf. He stopped in front of me, his eyes looking at my stomach.

"What?" I moaned, looking at him as if he were crazy.

"What is it Klaus?" Damon came to stand beside him looking at him impatiently for answers.

"Lift up your shirt, Dean." Klaus ordered.

I meekly complied wanting to know what is wrong with me. Klaus then gingerly pressed his ear to my stomach. I was surprised at his action. Damon then spoke from a few feet away.

"Klaus if you don't tell me what the fuck you think is going on with my husband right now I will find a way to kill you."

Klaus just stayed in his position, kneeled down, with his ear against my stomach. Klaus finally rose from his position next to me. Then he started to mumble quietly to himself.

"That is impossible." He whispered. "He has all of nature working against him." Then he looked to Damon. "Are you two mates?"

"What the hell is that?" Damon spoke.

"It is when you know if you are soul mates. With the eclipse last week it would not surprise me with today's events."

"How am I supposed to know if he is my mate?"

"I know someone who can tell." I spoke up from the couch. My voice and throat raw. I then closed my eyes and prayed for Castiel to appear. With a flutter of wings Cas appeared in the room. He looked around and noticed all of the supernatural creatures around him.

"Dean, where have you been?" He spoke. "About 700 years ago you just disappeared. What happened?"

I turned away for a second and willed my vampire face to appear. My fangs dropped and I felt the veins appear under my eyes. I turned back toward Cas and he gasped at my new face. He quickly regained his mask of indifference. He was still my guardian angel and I hoped he would still perform his duties.

"What did you call me down here for Dean?"

"I need you to touch my soul and Damon's to see if we are soul mates."

"No need." Cas spoke. He appeared right in front of Damon. Damon tensed up and with the look he gave he almost dared Cas to try anything.

"Dean, will you please calm this creature down so I can get an accurate reading. It is no use looking in his mind if he will put up walls."

"Damon, please relax. Cas will do nothing to harm you. I promise. He is just gonna read our souls. Relax."

Damon visibly relaxed at my words and stared straight into Cas's eyes. Cas then put two fingers to Damon's head and he gasped. Cas just nodded and came to stand beside me, ready to read my soul. He put his fingers to my head and I head him gasp.

"Well you two are defiantly soul mates. What I don't understand, Dean, is why I can detect three souls around your aura instead of one."

Then Klaus spoke. "Well the angel just confirmed what I already knew. Congratulations Dean and Damon, you have twins on the way."

Caroline looked kinda shocked for a minute. Then she squealed and hugged me. "Congratulations sweetheart." She then returned to Klaus's side and he started to walk towards the door.

"Congrats boys." Klaus called out. "Have fun."

Now only Cas, Damon and I were left in the room.

"Dean I believe it is custom to say congratulations, so congratulations. I must be going now. Until next time." He then disappeared with a rustle of feathers and I was left with a stunned Damon.