Hello everyone this is actually an old story my sister started and I found it on our computer (yes unfortunately we have to share one) and she gave me permission to fix it up and post it! Of course her original idea was going just for Twilight but I really enjoy reading these crossover stories. Well I hope you enjoy! I decided to post at least the first two chapters and then post the third on Tuesday when I update my other story Timeless! And away we go . . . . .

~Don't Let Go~

Charlie looked around the room, taking in the groups of family gatherings throughout the restaurant. Mystic Grill was unusually packed with young people playing pool or families out for dinner.

Charlie and his companion blending in looking like a father and son out for a dinner on a Wednesday night.

The only thing was they were far from being related.

"So you're really going through with this? Are you positive there is no other way?" Stefan asked.

Charlie glanced around at the happy families around him before facing Stefan. "Yes. I'm sure this is the right thing to do."

Stefan smiled grimly. Swirling the remains of his drink, he downed it quickly. Shaking his head at the bitter taste of the alcohol. "Your age is catching up to Charlie. I mean I'd say you've gone senile but you've always been a little crazy."

Scoffing Charlie crossed his arms in protest. "Your one to talk. If anything I only became crazy after meeting you and that brother of yours."

"Yes well I do believe that your raising the bar now. I mean really Charlie, you want to bring an innocent girl who has no idea, what the hell she's getting into, and to top it all off you want to trust her in the hands of someone like Damon. That's not like you at all Charlie. I thought you were more responsible than that." Shaking his head in disappointment. Stefan couldn't believe that his once mentor would be so carless.

Charlie sighed. "He's not that bad. In spite of the way he acts, you and I both know he does things for a good reason." Finishing his beer, Charlie sent a look at Stefan. "You should be a little more respectful Stefan. From what I hear you owe him a great amount after all he's done for you here in Mystic Falls."

"You know that I do. I mean, he's saved us all at some point but he's also the reason we've been put in danger in the first place too. Which is why this idea of yours is a bad idea Charlie. I mean do you really want to take a gamble with him?"

"I know I can trust him. He won't let me down."

"You sure about that? Because I'm not convinced he can be trusted with this."

The waiter came by with refills. Putting a halt in their conversation. Many things were going through Charlie's mind. He had spent a lot of time in the last few months deciding what his plans would entail making sure no detail went unnoticed. This was him main priority and there could be no mistakes on his end. His whole world depended on it.

"She's my daughter Stefan."

"She's also a hybrid. And you and I both know how he feels about them." Shaking his head he looked down to the table in front of him. "We just finished dealing with Klaus, and now you want him to get involved with another hybrid problem?"

"She isn't anything like Klaus. She's half witch not wolf. Besides I'm not letting my daughter go through her transition alone. What if she dies when there was a possibility for me to save her? You don't understand what this feels like Stefan. To have to watch over her from afar because I feared she'd be targeted by those who wish me harm. I missed so much and she deserved so much more."

Charlie hoped that his daughter would be able to forgive him for never being there for her. He would spent the last years of his existence making it up to her if she was willing to give him that small chance of redemption.

"You know Charlie if Damon does agree to help you, he'll do it because it's what he wants to, and not because owes you. He never does anything he doesn't want to do." Stefan said cutting Charlie with a serious look, as if trying to persuade him in changing his mind.

"I would expect nothing less from him." Stefan may have been Damon's brother but Charlie had spent some time with the blue-eyed vampire and could say he knew Damon a little better than Stefan.

"Come on Charlie think about who he is for a second. Damon's not the most...nurturing person, and he has little patience. Take Caroline for intense he was dead set on just killing her off at one point. Then there was also the Vicki Donovan fiasco. He doesn't really have the best track record when it comes to newborns. Besides he'd probably try to bed her before even thinking of helping her."

"Don't worry I am only asking him to watch over her for a short time before I return from getting my affairs all settled in Europe. I am not just going to abandon her again after just getting her back." He said a little offended. "And really Stefan have a little faith in your brother he wouldn't do that to my daughter and if he did,well I'm three times his age and my temper can match his on a good day so it's safe to say that he and I would be sharing more than a few words."

"I just don't see how that would work. What are you just going to approach her and be like, 'Hello I'm Charles Swan your biological father. I know you've never met me but guess what your going to be turning into a vampire soon. Now come over here and give your old man a hug.' Be serious Charlie you need another plan."

"You don't understand Stefan." Charlie mumbled taking a swig from his beer.

Stefan sat straight looking his old friend in the eye. "I owe you a lot Charlie and I respect you like no other." He paused for a moment. "Perhaps I could help you instead."

Charlie frowned at him. "You want to go across the country and spend the next few months in a small secluded town with a young female? Well you go ahead and explain that to your girlfriend Elena. I'm sure she won't want to stake you where you stand." He couldn't help but laugh at that last thought, having only met the young doppelganger once, he could tell she was a jealous little thing. Just like her ancestors before her.

Stefan couldn't help but wince. "You might have a point there."

"She's going to need protection Stefan. These are dangerous times were living in. There have been many whispers amongst our kind. If anything were to happen to me..."

"I could take care of her for you."

"I have no doubt that you could my friend it's just..."

"Damon is stronger, more qualified." Stefan said. He knew that statement was true. Damon was something else even though he was still very much young compared to those of their kind he was unusually stronger and had several gifts that would take our kind centuries to master and obtains.

"He's one of a kind." Charlie said with a small chuckle.

"That he is. Thank god." Stefan laughed. He couldn't imagine a world with more than one Damon in it. He could only deal with so much sarcasm in one life time.

All to soon Stefan saw the familiar face of his brother enter the grill. With his signature smirk in place he watched Damon make his way towards them.

"Here he comes." Stefan muttered, as he tossed back his drink. "I'm sorry Charlie but I don't think I this is a conversation I should be a part of." And with that Stefan made his way out the back doors.

Charlie sat their for few moments before finally being joined by Damon. He hadn't changed in the past 15 years since he'd last seen him. Damon was still tall with his raven black hair, eyes a misleading innocent light blue that could draw everyone in. His face was the perfect mixture of sophisticated and dangerous, he looked like someone of high rank, a leader in a sea of soldiers that would one day have to fight the war that destiny promised to unleash on them. And then there was the power that seemed to wash off him in constant waves.

Charlie took a final swig of his beer and prepared himself for his conversation with Damon hoping with all his might that this was indeed the right thing to do.

So what do you guys think? I know you probably have questions but all will be answered with time I promise :)