AN- Hey guys my first TVD fic. I'm usually a Delena fan but for the purpose of this fic I had to go OC. It won't follow all the plot lines from VD but please just work with me on this, pm me if you have any questions. I've had this plot line for a while now and it's fairly complicated so if you have any questions with regards to the plot along the way feel free to ask me and I'll get back to you. Suggestions are also most welcome *smiles*. Dear flamers be warned, I cry, *laughs*, okay kidding but still flames are extremely cruel and discouraging so please refrain from doing so. In much the same fashion as my other fics if you want me to continue please review and let me know. I'll put up pics of the characters if the story takes off. They'll be hidden stuff that you can pick up on along the way, shout outs to all those who can find them. Much love xoxo Kat.

Disclaimer- Don't own Vampire Diaries or its characters but the plot is my baby.

Summary- It's been 147 years there's no possible that it was her that he was seeing before him. Surely fate was playing a cruel joke… If only Damon knew what fate had planned for them right at the very beginning… Far from never, lovers past midnight, no one knows how, but the Dark Prince and White Princess cross paths once again. AU/OC Possessive Damon.

~ . ~ . ~Chap 1: Night of revived hope ~ . ~ . ~

~Tattoo your name across my heart so it will remain
Not even death can make us part~

On this stormy night the Grille was the 'usual'. Coloured in happiness? Relaxing fun with friends? Err, No. Sure, the friends were here but fun, happy or remotely relaxed were not words to describe them at this point. Matt was waiting tables till 10. Caroline was watching the clock intently, willing the remaining 15 minutes of his shift to tick by faster. Bonnie was trying to pry her off the stool she was perched on and Stefan and I were trying in vain to concentrate on the pool game we were playing against Jeremy and Anna. Ultimately everyone was miserable and on edge. That was the new 'usual' for the Grille ever since Katherine Pierce decided to grace Mystic Falls with her presence again.

She had made it clear that night that under no circumstances was she planning to leave Mystic Falls anytime soon. Having a look alike was apparently too appealing a game to pass up for her. Now her favourite pastime was impersonating me to create problems in my already complicated life. From vamping out in front of Caroline and telling her that I had been the one feeding off and compelling her, to flipping Ric off in class while I was at home sick, she was all out to complicate my 'existence' as she so mildly put it. Thankfully Ric knew it wasn't me so I wasn't in trouble when I got back but the Caroline situation wasn't quite as easy to work around, Stefan wouldn't have been able to effectively erase her memory and Damon wasn't going to do it seeing as my misery brought Katherine so much happiness, which was just as well I guess because turns out Katherine had compelled Caroline not to forget what had been said so Anna couldn't make her forget either. Finally, we managed to convince Caroline that I wasn't feeding off her but it came at a high price, now she was privy to the knowledge about vampires too. Oh and going to school and finding out that I told Mr. Keane, my biology teacher that Stefan had eaten my blood work report was a real hoot, another one of my favourite days from the past weeks of hell. Not to mention that the killings have been a constant since her return. It was blatantly obvious that she had to be stopped but our chances against Katherine were slim and with Damon at her side those slim chances dropped straight to nonexistent in 2 seconds flat. Damon was now officially a lost cause. He wasn't jumping off her bandwagon anytime soon let alone helping us kill her.

Out of everything I guess I should be happy for him. He finally has her back. And I would be, if I recognised the Damon sitting across the room from us in a booth dismissing Katherine's latest minion. In fact he doesn't look happy, does he? To the naked eye he looks happier than he was before, but he's happy in a menacing way if nothing else. God, he was suffering when he found out she wasn't inside that tomb. I couldn't really blame him. He spent 145 years dedicated to releasing her only to find out the bitch played them both. She was free the entire time but they weren't worth coming back for. I swear it was heartbreaking to see him those next weeks. It was so bad that even Bonnie felt bad for him! And then he snapped out off it in true Damon fashion. He looked to be on his 'A' game. I was proud of him in a way and whether or not Stefan wants to admit it I know he was happy when Damon seemed to get out his funk too. I don't know what I would've done if I were in his shoes. God, it's too painful to even consider being in his shoes. But what I definitely know is that I wouldn't have taken the bitch back when she graced me with her presence 145 years down the line to say 'hi' just weeks after I opened a damn tomb to save her to find out she wasn't trapped in there in the first place and simply hadn't given a rats tail about me or my brother for over a century after turning us into vampires.

If you think I sound bitter? I am. We all sort of are, Damon was always aloof but he was changing ever so slowly before she showed up and no one wanted him to end up with a cold hearted woman that toyed with him. He's a friend. At least he was a friend. Ever since Katherine's been back we're seeing more and more of the old Damon. I don't like what she did to Stefan and him 145 years ago and I sure as hell don't like what she's doing to him now without him realising it. In some way I'm disappointed in him for taking her back after everything she put them through and what she's doing to everyone right now. And if you think I'm bitter, we should probably bow down to Stefan!

I was never so proud of him then when he told that manipulative bitch where to stick it. I'll admit I was extremely worried when she came back. I know what she meant to them both, there was a time when my Stefan loved her enough to rival his brother. Seeing her again after such a long time must've been an emotional tailspin for him. But he truly does love me. He had a lot that he wanted to tell her when she showed up, understandably so, heck in his place I'd have some stuff I'd want to tell the bitch who strung my brother and I along, turned us in to vampires and left us to mourn her for 145 years! I was one hundred percent certain that she was going to choose Stefan before he told her off. Her behaviour towards me now seems like punishment for his choice, I'd probably be dead if I wasn't so amusing to her. Just the way she looked at him when he walked into the room that day, her expression was void of endearment probably because Damon was in the vicinity but her eyes spoke volumes when she looked at him, so different from when Damon had spoken to her. Her longing eyes however didn't last too long after Stefan called her a 'twisted, cold, manipulative bitch who deserved no love from him or Damon'. I have to say Bonnie, Alaric, Anna and I agreed wholeheartedly.

It's for those reasons that we're stuck at the Grille having no fun what so ever. It's kind of hard trying to have fun when Damon is sitting across the room from you alone leaving the threat of Katherine being out there doing god knows what to entertain herself hanging in the air. Despite feeling a bit happy that at least he has her back now we can't help but be a little pissed that under her influence he's back to his old menacing uncaring ways. Yes, the slightly humane Damon that had been at a snails-pace resurfacing has disappeared off the face of the earth leaving his evil twin in full bloom since Katherine's reappearance. As happy as we are that he's not lonely anymore, we can't help but wish it was with anyone but her.

I thought Isobel was bad? Wow, she's a walk in the park next to this vindictive piece of work. I really don't understand how either of them fell in love with her back then. She's manipulative, without conscious and pure unadulterated evil. I don't understand how Stefan could describe her in words any nicer than that back when we he had first explained to me about why he fell for his past 'girlfriend'. Could such kind words have really be used to describe her? My skin crawls every time she's around, every smirk, look, breath she takes, unnerves me. Usually I firmly believe that there is good in all people, forgiving is something I am capable of doing but with her… I didn't think it was possible but maybe she's switched off her humanity for so long that it just doesn't exist anymore.

She played games with everyone not just me even if they weren't aware of it. Giving Matt mixed signals about my feelings for him was one of her knew favourites. She convinced Damon that she meant to come back but didn't know if she could 'handle' seeing him again after knowing that they had both turned and he would've 'thought' that she 'didn't choose'. Bonnie and I could've bitch slapped the cow. Toying with them back then was her plan and it was wrong, she destroyed their relationship as brothers for her own personal amusement and what she was doing to Damon right now was horrid, she was saying exactly what he needed to hear to keep one of the Salvatore's in her clutches now that Stefan had broken free. Damon may not be lonely right now but he sure as hell doesn't deserve to be hurt by her again. God we'd take Isobel or Mrs. Lockwood- as disgusting as that sounds- over her any day. Basically… anyone!

"Hey Stefan's calling." Bonnie flicked some of my brown hair in my face to bring me out my musings. She had insisted on us going out today, something about today being magically charged. She felt it, something big was going to happen, she just didn't know what. I personally was not going to argue with her. Her predictions had been right on the money so far and technically I owed her. It was a big step for her, accepting and making an effort to be civil with Stefan and Damon after her gran died. She wanted a night out she was going to get one.

"Right, sorry." Taking the cue from Anna I leaned over the table lined up my shot and missed the pocket blindly. Safe to say it's hard concentrating when there's a constant untamed death threat looming in your town.

"It's okay we're all having a pretty bad game." Stefan pulled me into his chest and kissed my head, massaging my shoulders slowly as I buried myself into his neck relishing the feeling of calm that washed over me with his touch.

"Speak for yourself. Watch the Master little ones." Jeremy piped in mischievously grabbing his cue and heading towards the table.

"Jer, I'm pretty sure all present are older than you." Bonnie pointed out causing Anna to bite back a snicker. Grinning he sank his first shot and miscued on the second.

"Okay Master, my turn." Stefan quipped, taking the cue from Jeremy who lightly punched him.

I watched their interaction with a smile before getting distracted. Just over Stefan's shoulder I noticed the door to the Grille open. Two completely drenched girls who looked to be my age walked in shutting the door against the storm once again. One girl was dark haired and the other was blonde, even as a girl I could admit that they were extremely pretty. Maybe it's attributed to my weariness of newcomers ever since all this supernatural stuff but I couldn't help but follow their movements and beside me Bonnie seemed to be in much the same shoes, staring at the blonde almost like she was having a vision.

The dark haired girl had almost black eyes and the green colour of her jacket coupled with her olive skin made them pop under her elegant brow. Her ebony hair was pulled into a loose pony except the bits she'd left open that were now plastered to her forehead as a result of the rain storm outside, but still she had a sweet smile and looked to be pretty pleasant. She said something as they walked in and the blonde threw back her head laughing.

The blonde was leaner without being too thin. She sort of had an entrancing characteristic about her, an almost enigmatic aura surrounding her... Her features made her look angelic. She was pale with beautiful flowing light blonde hair that was now wet and hanging in loose waves framing her face to her elbows, her eyes were a striking shade of deep blue and her smile was attractive too,. She was wearing a black leather jacket with a checked purple scarf around her neck. Both she and the dark haired girl were wearing light blue skinnies but I couldn't make out their height given the platform on which the pool tables are situated are slightly higher than the rest of the Grille.

I spun away as they turned in our direction probably heading for the bar. Shaking off the feeling that something important was happening I twisted back to the pool table but not before noticing that both girls, below us heading in our general direction, were barefooted. Stopping myself from impolitely staring at them in confusion I focused on Stefan who was positioned directly opposite the table from me but facing me. He looked up briefly smiling, he winked and I returned the smile with a happy feeling in my pit. He looked back to the table drawing back his cue and aiming for black. I smiled in anticipation, the shot would be simple enough for him and then we could finally get home.

He pulled back enough and moved forward in a fluid motion but at the last second his hand went slack and he shot the white in the exact opposite direction of the black. I looked from the ball to him and back again in what could only be described as comical fashion.

"Dude what was that?" Jeremy asked shock blatantly obvious in his voice but Stefan wasn't paying attention. He was frozen to the spot still leaning forward, arms now almost limp on the table but no longer focusing on the game. He was simply staring straight ahead with a look of pure shock, confusion and utter disbelief.

"What the…?" he mouthed while straightening up but not once breaking his gaze almost like he were afraid that if he did whatever it was that he was looking at would disappear.

I craned my neck to see what had him glued to the spot. Scanning the crowd wasn't even necessary. Right there in his line of vision was the blonde girl. She had just reached the bar counter and was facing her friend completely oblivious to the stares she was receiving from Stefan… and Anna?...

"Stefan?" I asked moving towards him. The Grille was exceptionally loud tonight but with his vampire hearing I doubt he didn't hear me.

"That's not possible…" he thought out loud in shock, still not looking away. "How- … What- … God, that's-!" he shook his head slightly during his incoherent musings but never once broke his stare.

"Stefan what is it? You're losing me here." my confusion was spelled out clearly both on my face and in my voice but all was lost to him in his state. "Who is that?"

His gaze turned to me briefly. "That" he put emphasis on it by looking back to the blonde who was talking to Matt's manager over the bar counter. "That Elena would be the one girl in the world that is capable of knocking Katherine out of my brother's life!" he choked out, the words strangled and laced with disbelief but the conviction conveyed in his eyes was unmistakable.

"What?" Now it was my turn to stare in disbelief. My eyes shot to him to Damon across the room to her who was situated not more than 10 feet from Damon who was facing away from both us and the girl. Could it be true? Who was this girl and could she really be able to dethrone Katherine in Damon's life? How was that even possible, Katherine had Damon wrapped around her finger for over a century? Could that girl really be the answer to our prayers? I was hearing it but not believing it. It was too good to be true. And I apparently wasn't the only one who thought so, Stefan was still staring at her like he was afraid that he'd blink and she'd disappear. "What?" shaking my head in disbelief I tried again. "Stefan who is she? Are you serious?" hope was leaking into my voice as the seconds ticked by.

"She… She left the gap there in him… the one that let him fall into Katherine's web…" he took an unnecessary breath as the shock of who he was seeing finally hit him "…the gap he filled with Katherine Pierce. Damon's first love… Katherine Grimaldi…"

My eyes flew back to him. "HUH?"

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