Chapter 1

It has been rough three months. Lost brother with his pal. Not only lost, two humanity free vampires on a killing spree. They all are worried and are on full detective duty, Stefan, Caroline, Bonnie and Alaric. This time, they're working like human detectives, without Bonnie's magic they can't do a locator spell to locate them so they have to keep up with every news of every little town in all the fifty two states. When they finally tracked them down, they had no idea that it was this worse.

Three more months have passed, the both ruthless vampire besties were locked in the cellar of the Salvatore mansion, while the others were on detective duty, the part two of the mission, to find out what is wrong with the two of them, because it's not just a vampire nature, it's not just a flipped switch, it is something else, something that involves magic. A curse.

We were absolutely clueless for three months and when we finally tracked them down, we were torn apart. There was absolutely no way we could figure out what has happened to them. They were not humanity free Damon and Enzo, they were something else, something more evil and threatening. The evil in the crypt was a cursed by a witch a thousand of years ago, the witch was a slave of a group of vampires, the Armory killed their leader and as revenge they made the witch do an evil curse. Bonnie thinks its black magic. Anyway the Armory, back then managed to seal the crypt by the help of a witch, a Bennet witch. So they weren't just humanity free vampire, Damon and Enzo, they were cursed too and for the past three months I've tried everything, from torture to emotion bombarding on both of them and I don't think I've anymore strength of deal this anymore. I seriously want to give up, because Damon is gone, he is not in there anymore. I want to walk away, start over but I won't do it this time, I can't even think of losing her again. Caroline. She's all I have. She is keeping me here.

Stefan's lips turned up. Even her name made his muscles vibrate, his heart race. He looked up to her sleeping carelessly on his bed. Her blond curls covering her face and light coming from the big window in room made them look like gold. She's adorable and she definitely is better than 'true love' he and his brother have experienced, she is his charm, his best friend, his sober sponsor, his everything. He loves her, even after spending three years apart from her.

She's scared, Elena. The curse is like a virus, it spreads easily, from vampire to vampire. Like when I go to cellar to check on them, they start playing with my brain. I start having these visions about her getting tortured, dead, it burns the anger in me and I have to try so damn hard to fight it. It feels so real and it makes me want to flip my switch too. Of course, she is scared. I am scared too, I just got her back. I got my girl back and I am never letting her go. Ever.

'No. Please. Stefan…' she got up, screaming in fear, her breath panting and her heart racing. He ran to her with vamp speed, sat beside her and held her shoulders, pulling her closer.

'Shh. It's okay. I'm right here.' he said, kissing her head and stroking her shoulder.

'I thought…'

'No. No. I'm right here. I'm okay.' He said, pulling her head to rest on his chest so that he could press his chin on her head and stroke his locks.

'Promise me you'll never do it. Stefan, please. Promise me, that you won't leave.' He could feel this shirt damp with her tears. He pulled her closer, even closer.

'Caroline, hey. Shh, enough with crying,'

She pulls away from him and stare deep into those green eyes, his hand grabbing the back of her neck, their foreheads pressed together.

'You didn't promise…' she said, another tear rolled down her check.

He collected her, her cheek against his chest once again, so tightly like she is a treasure, and she is, she is more than that and said, 'I promise.' He knows he can't promise it. He can promise that he won't leave her by turning it off, but he can't promise that Damon and Enzo won't kill him. He's not safe. They are not safe. SHE is not safe.

He moved in the bed, fixing herself right beside her, holding her so that she could feel her safe. Even though the sun was flashing rays in the room; they both closed their eyes, their bodies tangled.