So I heard spoiler of a new Character and I wrote a quick story to see how I think she might come into play. There are three parts to this story so hope you enjoy part 1.
Part 1
The grill was a lot busier then usual Damon thought as he sat at the end of the bar throwing back drink after drink. It had been about a week since his fight with Elena at the Mikaelson ball and his little indiscretion with Rebekah. Of course the sex had been hot but he found out that she didn't really live up to the hype of being an original.
He could remember pretty clearly the reaction Elena had when she showed up at the boarding house the next morning wanting to talk. She had come over pretty early and Damon was still moving pretty slow since he didn't really have anywhere to be. Well he was suppose to meet the gang at Elena's for a little group meeting but really when had he ever willingly gone to one of those and after last night what ever mess they got themselves into had nothing to do with him this time.
Rebekah had skipped off to use his bathroom and shower while he slipped on some boxers and jeans. As he started to do up the jean button there was a knock at his door and then Elena peaked her head in. Damon eyed her for a moment and then walked over to his closet without a word and as if she wasn't there.
"You haven't been answering any of my calls" Elena said out loud breaking the silence.
"And I thought you would get the hint" Damon snapped back as he slipped his arms into a black button up shirt.
"We need to talk," She said as Damon pushed by her once again.
"We did enough of that last night and quite frankly I'm tired of being your go to guy only when it is convenient for you" Damon snarled back.
"Look I made a mistake," Elena told him. "Actually I made many last night."
"Well sorry your feeling guilty but as I recall I was knocked out with a broken neck so what ever deal you made I've got nothing to do with it. For once nobody can point their judgy little fingers at me. So why don't you run along and be the all knowing Elena you claim to be and go along with your own plans because apparently being on earth for over 160 years doesn't mean I know a thing about making a plan."
"Damon please, I'm sorry for what I said I shouldn't-" Elena started to say, as she was about to go into begging mode she caught movement on the other side of the room. Turning around she found Rebekah wrapped in a write towel as she twisted her hair to rinse out the water.
"Am I interrupting?" Rebekah asked with a knowing smile as she watched Elena's eyes put together what had happen last night after the ball.
As her jaw dropped in shock she turned to look at Damon as her eyes showed anger, confusion and hurt all at the same time. "What is she doing here?"
"You should probably go" Damon said calmly to Rebekah and ignoring Elena's question.
"You slept with her? With her!" Elena said as she started to let her anger take over.
"Yes now I can see why you keep a Salvatore at your side at all times" Rebekah said with a smile as she licked her lips while she left the room.
When they were alone, Elena ran her fingers through her hair as she tried to gather her thoughts on what she had just walked in on. Her eyes looked at the bed and the messed up sheets and the image of Damon on top of Rebekah made her sick. "So let me get this straight you tell me you love me and then hours later your sleeping with her! How Damon?" She asked him.
"Well I've done as you asked and something quite frankly I'm really good at" he told her. "I decided not to care because the way I see it caring gets my neck broken," he told her as he left the room and headed down the stairs.
"So that's it then your just not gonna care what happens anymore?" Elena yelled at him.
Damon moved over to the bar and pulled out a blood bag that was in the cupboard underneath. "I'm sure you and Stefan have a great plan and since you don't think you really need me, I think I'll just pass" he told her and then took a drink.
"Look I get it, I hurt you so you slept with Rebekah but-"
"Not everything is about you Elena!" he snapped at her. "I slept with her because I wanted to, because I could," he told her as he stepped towards her and was in Elena personal space. His face was just inches from hers and his eyes bore into hers.
Gritting her teeth Elena raise her hand up to slap him but Damon grabbed her wrist before she could and held it there in the air. "I thought I told you not to do that again" he warned her as his eyes grew angry.
"Let me go" Elena growled in anger.
He did and after releasing her he turned his back to her and refilled his cup of blood. "You can go now," he told her. "You made your opinion known but that's all you get. You don't like it, you want to act all jealous that's not my problem" he told her.
"I HATE YOU" Elena yelled at him and then smashed one of the glasses from the bar on the ground. When Damon didn't as much as flinch or seem to have any kind of emotion in his eyes she spun on her heels and left the boarding house slamming the door behind her. When she was gone Damon just casually took another sip of his blood and stared at the close door Elena had left out.
So here he sat in The Gill a week later and let out a sigh. That was the last conversation he had had with Elena and from what he had heard around town her and Stefan were becoming pretty close again. Motioning for another glass Damon chugged it and set it down with in seconds of getting the drink.
"You taking up residence on that seat?" came Alaric's voice as he joined his friend at the bar.
"Well since you and the doctor started playing with your vampire weapons you haven't been using it" Damon said as he ordered another drink and just got the bartender to leave the bottle.
"So you're really not helping?" Alaric asked knowing that the group was indeed struggling without Damon. Whether they liked it or not when it came to making hard and possible harmful decisions Damon was the one who would put the plan in motion.
"I'm keeping an eye on things from a safe distance, I'll be sure they don't just walk right up to deaths door" he told him.
Alaric nodded and was glad he still had their backs. "She misses you"
"She's missing the attention not missing me," Damon stated as he took a drink. "Besides things are better this way. She was right I was getting to close and caring only leads to pain."
As the guys sat there talking the bartender came over and place a drink in front of Damon. It was one he had not ordered and although he was glad to have another it wasn't what he had been drinking all night. "What is this I didn't order it?"
"It's a Lady Killer," the bartender said as he motioned to the drink. "The hot redhead on the other side said you would know what to do" he added before walking off to help another customer.
Damon's eyes went wide when he heard the name of the drink in compete shock.
"What's he talking about?" Alaric asked.
"I knew someone who use to order this exact drink all the time" Damon said as he stared at the liquid in the glass. He then looked up around the bar and scanned the room looking for the person who sent him the drink. His eyes then came across a face across the way with curly red hair. She winked at him and gave him a side grin before she turned on her heels and walked through the crowd in her black shirt, tight jeans and black knee high boots. Damon couldn't believe his eyes as he saw a woman from his past.
"You know her?" Alaric asked as he watched the woman leave and Damon's eyes were fixated on her.
At the entrance of The Grill Elena entered with Bonnie, Caroline and Stefan. They had come looking for Ric and when Elena spotted Damon sitting with him she froze.
"What is he doing here?" Caroline said with a huff as she crossed her arms.
"I don't know but we still need to talk to Ric" Elena said with a sigh and then headed in the guys diction. As they got closer they noticed Damon staring at something and then he was out of his seat and crossing the floor.
"Wonder where he is off to in a hurry?" Stefan asked, as his brother didn't seem to take notice of any of them there.
As Elena approached Ric her eyes followed Damon as he left through the back door of The Grill. "Where's Damon going?" she asked.
"I don't know someone he knew just showed up" Alaric told her and Elena eyed the closed door that Damon had just disappeared through.
Damon quickly followed behind her and when he slipped through the back door he race up to her and grabbed her from behind and then slammed her against the wall. The woman smiled at him not at all fazed by how rough he was being.
"Using my own moves against me," she said with a grin. "I'm the one that taught you that," she growled playfully and then with a swift move had Damon pinned with his back against the opposite wall and her fangs came out. "So what should we do now?" she asked in a flirtatious tone.
With a grin Damon brought a hand behind her head and pulled her closer so that he could kiss her. "It's been a long time Sage."
At some point they had gotten back to the boarding house and started ripping at each other's clothing as soon as they got in the door. With their fast speed they made their way through the house and upstairs banging into a few walls at they did. Sage grinned at the welcome she was getting from her old friend as they dashed towards the bed.
She was on top, straddling his waist wearing only her black lace bra and underwear. "It seems Damon Salvatore has learned some moves over the years" she teased as she ran her fingers up and down his chest. She pinned him to the bed and then devoured his lips.
Flipping them over Damon sucked on her neck and trailed his fingers up and down her body as she moaned. As he was about to remove the rest of her clothing he was suddenly thrown across the room and Sage propped herself up on the bed and eyed him with a pout.
"Now you want to play hard to get?" Damon said with a pant
"You gone soft Salvatore," she said as she got up and moved over to wear Damon was standing against the wall.
"Where's the bad ass I use to run with in 1912?" she asked as she threw on Damon's shirt over her bra and panties and buttoned up a few of the buttons.
"He's working on a comeback," he panted while Sage stepped closer to trace a line over Damon's jaw while she smiled at him.
"Damon, Damon, Damon girl trouble again" she said with a laugh. "What am I going to do with you? I can't seem to leave you alone for a hundred years without you getting burned" she told him while she shook her head.
After getting redressed after their little foreplay the two headed down to the main room and over to the bar. "So what brings you into town?" Damon asked as he passed her, her favorite drink; Lady Killer.
"Well I over heard you took up residence in Mystic Falls again. Your track record for being in this town isn't a really good one," she told him as she accepted her drink. Walking over to the sofa she took a seat. She was wearing her tight jeans and knee high black boots that she crossed one over the other. "So who is she? And please for the love of Hades tell me it's not Katherine again" she asked in an annoyed tone. She never like Katherine, sure she had never actually met her during her many years but she heard enough about her from Damon and Stefan.
"No not Katherine" Damon told her as he joined her on the sofa. "Never Katherine again."
"Well cheers to that, leaving you wasn't a complete loss" she said with a grin and clinked her glass with Damon before taking a sip.
"So exactly how many hearts have you hurt over the years?" Damon asked eyeing his friend who seemed to run at the thought of caring for another.
"They go in knowing where I stand, it's those who think I can be change that get hurt" Sage told him. "I can't be left responsible for that" she said with a laugh. "It's easier this way and like I've always said I don't get screwed by thinking I can depend on someone. The only one I can depend on is me," she told him.
"Still running solo," Damon stated.
"Yep and have never looked back" she said with a smile. "Relationships just get in my way, emotions are what make us weak. Anyway that's just me, so whose this girl whose got you all in a huff?" she asked as she eyed her friend with curiosity.
Before he could say anything the two vampires could hear that there were people outside coming towards the house. "That must be Stefan" Damon said as he got up to pour himself another drink.
With a smile Sage turned in her seat to look towards the front door to see Stefan come through the door. Taking in a deep breath she could smell fresh blood. "Mmm and it smells like he brought dinner" she said with a grin eagerly waiting.
As the door opened Stefan came into view first as he entered the main room and he was shocked at the vampire sitting on the sofa. Behind him Sage noticed a blond vampire who seemed a little too perky for her taste. After her the smell of human blood became much stronger and then she saw her. A girl who was the spitting image of the woman she had seen a photo of in 1912. She was the spitting image of Katherine and obviously a doppelganger.
"Oh you have got to be kidding me!" Sage yelled as her eyes looked between the new girl and Damon looking very displeased. Damon looked away a little guilty and poured himself another drink knowing that his friend was going to really going to give him hell thinking he had not let Katherine go.