A/N: This is the sequel of 'In the Crossfire' featuring my OC, Louise Gilbert. Sorry about the crappy summary. Enjoy!

Growing Pains

As Damon entered Gilbert house, he was pounced on by a certain curly haired vampire. Her chocolate brown hair smothered him as she wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him more tightly than usual. Damon heard the news, from said vampire, actually. Perfect little Elena Gilbert was a vampire. No doubt, everyone was trying to prevent her from becoming a 'blood-sucking monster,' Damon thought dryly.

He became a vampire (through a little coercion on his brother's part), Stefan became a vampire, Barbie became a vampire, Louise became a vampire and none of them put up a big fuss about it. Even Abby Bennett put up less of a fuss than the doppelganger would make.

"Rebekah ran her and Matt off the bridge," his girlfriend told him. "Meredith gave her vampire blood - your blood - and now, she's in transition. Bonnie said that she might be able to find a way."

Damon scoffed. "No, the only way for her is to drink blood and become a vampire. There's no door number three."

"Try telling Stefan that." She snorted.

"I got Bonnie to make you this." He held up a daylight ring and grabbed her hand gently. The Bennett witch spelled the ring, surprisingly trustful in her new vampire friend.

"Thanks," she said as he slipped it on.

With vampire hearing, they heard Elena gasp awake and say, "Stefan?"

"Hey. I'm right here. You've been in and out for hours," Stefan's voice replied.

Damon snorted. Stefan was the perfect vampire boyfriend to Elena. He was the Edward to her Bella, if he was to make a crappy Twilight comparison. That's why he favoured Louise. The former witch preferred danger to safety. She wanted someone to love her passionately, but she also wanted someone who made her question everything she was. There was a darkness inside the baby vampire that turned him on.

She grabbed his arm gently. As soon as she touched him, Damon smelled the arousal in her pants. He smirked a little. When he first turned, he was too obsessed with saving Katherine to consider another woman in that way, but it didn't stop the horniness.

Louise dragged him upstairs to Elena's room. The newbie vampire looked frightened as she stammered, "Wh-what happened?"

"You were in an accident," Stefan said.

Elena gasped. "Oh my God. Matt is he…"

"Matt's fine," Louise assured her sister. "Stefan saved him."

She looked relieved. "Thank you. I thought that I – how did you..."

"He didn't," Louise said angrily, glaring at Stefan.

How Stefan was unable to save both of them was beyond Damon. He was a vampire with vampiric strength. Not to mention they were underwater.

Stefan had the decency to look ashamed. "When Jeremy brought you to the hospital before all this happened, your injuries were worse than anyone knew. Meredith Fell made a choice, she used Damon's blood to heal you."

"And then Rebekah the bitch ran you and Matt off the bridge... you had vampire blood in your system, Elena," Louise said sympathetically.

Elena started to panic, breathing heavily. "Oh my God. Does - does that mean that I – am I dead?" None of them replied to her. "No, no, no, no! That wasn't supposed to happen!"

"Maybe it doesn't have to," Stefan said. "I talked to Bonnie, she says she's stronger than ever, there might be something that she can do to help you."

And... everyone bent backwards to save Elena from becoming a vampire. Again. Damon thought bitterly.

"You're giving her false hope, Stefan," Louise chastised him. "The only thing that's going to help is for you to feed and complete the transition."

Stefan shook his head. "We have all day before she has to feed, Louise. That's a day to exhaust every possible way out of this."

She threw my hands in the air in an exasperated motion. "Do you realise how stupid you sound? There was no way out when you guys turned into vampires, no way out for Caroline or for me. It's the same drill as it's always been. You feed or you die. There's no door number three."

Elena was sobbing uncontrollably. "I was ready to die. I was supposed to die. I don't – I don't want to be – I can't be a vampire! If there's something that Bonnie can do we have to try."

Her blonde vampire boyfriend kissed her head gently. "We will. We'll try everything."

Louise scoffed. "Sure, keep feeding her false hope."

She stormed out of her room, Damon close behind her. He grabbed her wrist and spun her around. "Hey, hey," he soothed. "Come on, we'll go to my house and I'll get you some blood bags."

"Damon, I-" She stopped herself. The raven-haired vampire shot her a look of confusion. "Yeah. Yeah, sure."

Damon poured his girlfriend a glass of blood from a plastic blood bag and handed it to her. She sipped at it, but somehow, the glass was still full when she placed it on the coffee table. "With everything going on, we didn't get to talk about how you're feeling about being a blood-sucking monster."

He noticed how her muscles tense, as if she was feeling guilty. "Actually, it's not as bad as I thought. Some of the things are really great."

"Oh, like what?" Damon smirked.

She smirked back at him dangerously as she got up. "Like..." She placed herself on top of him, her slim legs straddling him. She grabbed his wrists. "Whenever I touch you, it's amazing." She placed his hand on her hips. "Like a hundred times more amazing."

"Everything's heightened," Damon told her. He stroked her baby-soft cheek with his thumb and brought his lips to meet hers in a sweet, chaste kiss. "Like that." He grabbed her hips roughly, a motion that would hurt like hell for a human, but was pleasurable for a vampire, and for Louise, judging by her moan. He ran his hand down to her butt. "Like that." He kissed her neck seductively and Louise let out another moan, extremely aroused. He smirked into her neck. "Like that."

"You're such a tease," she groaned, tired of his teasing. She held his face in her hands and smashed her rose-bud lips onto his.

He grabbed her legs and stood up. He vamped her up against the wall, making a lamp fall in the process. The kiss became heated and he murmured into his lips, "You are mine."

Louise grinned at him, tightening her legs around his waist. The vampire sped up to the his room. The baby vampire only broke the kiss to pull off her top, leaving her only in her black bra. She unwound her legs from his torso and pushed him dominantly onto the bed. Almost viciously, she ripped off his shirt and tossed it aside. Damon liked the new vampire Louise. Vampire/Vampire sex was much better, much hotter.

She kissed his stomach. There was a little lip, a little tongue and a little fang in her kisses. He preferred the biting, somehow. The sharp piercing feeling aroused him to no end. Her kisses went up to his neck, before she kissed him passionately on his lips.

With the speed of lightening, he got on top of her and pulled off her trousers. She smiled as she grabbed his neck and pushed him onto the bed, mounting him. Her face vamped out, black veins popped out from underneath her once oceanic blue eyes. The pair of blue orbs had turned to black and fangs had broke through her gums.

Even in her most monstrous form, she still looked beautiful to him.

"Bite me," he said.

She grinned and plunged her teeth into his neck. He groaned happily.

If this was what their sex life was going to be like from now on, he had a hell of an eternity waiting for him.

Louise woke up in Damon's room an hour later. She turned her head to the side, a plan forming in her knocker. Damon was fast asleep. She couldn't deny it, being a vampire really boosted up her sex life. There were perks to being a monster after all.

She threw her legs over the side of the bed, unconsciously looking behind her to see if Damon had stirred. He was still in the same position, smiling dreamily as he slept. She smiled at him. He looked so innocent when he was sleeping.

She stood up carefully and tip-toed around the room, still in her birthday suit. She picked up the scraps of Damon's shirt and slipped it on.

Louise's stomach was grumbling. Vomit rushed up her mouth and she vamped into the bathroom. Blood came out of her mouth. Damon's blood. She wiped her mouth with a towel and went back to looking. It was normal, right? To vomit up blood? She tried to convince herself that it was.

Getting on her knees, she looked underneath the bed. Damon wasn't a mastermind when it came to hiding important things. He was actually kind of predictable.

The vampire stood up and searched in his chest of drawers. She was suddenly intrigued when she saw his underpants drawer. She took out a pair of batman underpants and snorted. Batman? Chuckling softly, she tucked them back in the drawer and continued the search.

She found what she was looking for in the very bottom drawer. Beneath a lot of black jeans and leather pants, the eloquently designed white oak stake sat, waiting to be plunged into an Original chest and tore out, completely unharmed.

Louise picked up the stake gingerly, smirking at the indestructible object. It was time to get her revenge.

Not letting go of the stake in fear it might 'fly away,' she got dressed with vamp-speed. Her blue t-shirt was a little ripped, but it had to do. When she was dressed, she looked at the stake again, marveling not at it's beauty, but at the task it was about to complete.

"Which Original do you plan to kill, huh?"

Caught red-handed. She exhaled in frustration, biting her lip and turning the skin beneath it white. She spun around on her heel, an innocent smile plastered on her guilty face. "No one. Not killing anyone today."

He scoffed. "Indestructible stick that can kill an Original... Your sister was run off a bridge by a certain blonde Original... I think I can add two and two."

"Are you gonna stop me?" she asked him.

He shook his head. "By all means, kill the bitch."

She smiled at the suddenly submissive vampire and rushed off. Louise pulled out her keys and turned on her car engine, driving to the house of her victim.

Everything that had happened was her fault. Louise wanted revenge more than anything, her desire for revenge even blinded her to the fact that thousands of vampires would drop dead an hour after she plunged the stake into the bitch's heart.

She sneaked into the Mikaelson Manor. Apparently, the Original siblings hadn't been smart enough to compel a human to stay there so that vengeful vampires with dangerous stakes couldn't get in.

Rebekah was in Klaus' art room, holding a picture he had drawn. She started to choke on her tears and threw the picture on the ground. She knocked down the table and all of his drawings scattered all over the floor.

"Come to mourn my brother?" Rebekah asked, spinning around to face me. Tears glistened in her eyes. "Poor Damon. First Katherine, then you. Will he ever be fully loved by a woman who doesn't love another?"

"You're delirious," she accused.

"Am I?" the Original questioned. "I saw the way you looked at him. You fell for him. He cared about you a lot, you know."

"Huh," she said, seething. "Well, he's dead now."

"But how are you still alive?" Rebekah asked. "He turned you. You should be dead."

Louise shrugged. "Somehow I'm not."

"Tragic about Elena," Rebekah said in faux pity. She was smirking. "Not to make a grey cloud greyer, but does Matt even have automobile insurance?"

Anger boiled inside of the brunette as she vamped in front of Rebekah and pointed the white oak stake at her Original heart. She grabbed Louise's wrist, her blue eyes widened as she prevented the angry Gilbert from killing her. She pushed her towards a wall, before wooden bullets began firing through the window. One of them landed in Louise's neck.

"Vervain," she growled.

Then everything went black.

Lockwood Cellar

Klaus, in Tyler Lockwood's body, leaned on the coffin containing his body. It would only be a couple of hours until the Bennett witch put him back, either by force or by free will. It really didn't bother him.

His - Tyler's - phone rang. Again. It was his first hybrid's mother, Carol Lockwood, the mayor. He growled. "You incessant woman!" He answered it, calming himself and talking like Tyler would. "Hey, mom. What's up?"

"Tyler, thank God. Are... are you okay?"

Klaus rolled Tyler's eyes at the woman's smoldering. "Fine. Why? What's going on?"

"Pastor Young had me arrested this morning. The Council grilled me on your whereabouts. Tyler, don't tell me where you are, the less I know the better."

"Mom, I'm okay. Relax."

"You didn't answer your phone, honey. I was so scared that you were with Louise."

That sparked his interest. "Why? What happened to Louise?"

"The Council took her."

Klaus was genuinely worried. "What do you mean they took her?"

Louise opened her eyes tiredly, trying to recall the day's previous events. She attempted to murder Rebekah with the white oak stake... and unfortunately failed. Then someone shot a bullet into her neck, which, unfortunately for the vampire, had vervain in it.

Slowly drifting back into the real world, she felt two strong hands gripping her arms. She struggled, but the vervain was still in her system so she couldn't put up much of a fight."Hey, hey. What do you think you're doing?"

"Louise," said the voice of Pastor Young. She recalled that Elena used to babysit his daughter, April. "It's a pity you had to become one of them. You had so much potential. What would your parents think?"

"Don't you mention my parents," she growled, struggling to keep her eyes open.

"They hoped you'd become a hunter like them," the Pastor said. "Looks like that's not happening. They were the ones who actually advocated having a plan like this, I guess they'd never thought their daughter would be one of the vampires to be arrested."

"Please, Pastor," she begged. "Let me go."

He shoved her into a van and tied the vampire up. She was too weak to fight back, the vervain was still in effect.

Her arch-enemy, Rebekah was tied down beside her, very unconscious. "We shot her with an arrow," Pastor Young told me. "It neutrilised her. She'll be awake in a couple of minutes."

"Great," she muttered bitterly.

"You were trying to kill her back there," he said. "What did she do?"

"She..." Louise caught herself before she let slip that Elena was in transition."Stole something of mine."

"Hm..." he said skeptically. The smart man didn't believe her. "The stake, the white oak stake, where is it? We've searched you, it's not on you. Where are you hiding it?"

Louise panicked and searched her jacket. "Shit," she murmured. "I can't find it. I must have dropped it back at Rebekah's place."

He shook his head. "We searched the house from top to bottom. It's not there. Such a pity." Young tutted. "If you helped me, I could have let you go. I'm going to get the Salvatore's. It's about time poor Jeremy and Elena Gilbert were spared from a life with vampires." He shut the van door and shouted, "Pull off! Bring them to the ranch!"

Young's cattle ranch, Louise thought, where he used to keep his farm animals. Now, he was going to keep his captured vampires there. She threw her head back and groaned, her hand racing with potential plans.

But none of them could be effective if she was still tied up. She twisted and turned, but the ropes burnt her tanned skin. Vervain. Louise hated the substance. It stung and caused indescribable pain for a vampire.

The sirens of two police cars pierced her vampire ears. Rebekah woke up and looked around her. Rebekah, like Louise did, tried to get out of the ropes.

"Vervain ropes. There's no use trying. Alaric outed us all to the council," she said. "Which is odd, considering he didn't know I was a vampire."

"The council?" Rebekah repeated, confused. "What exactly do they think they can do to me?"

Louise shrugged. The wheels of the van screeched. The van fell on it's side with a loud crash. Rebekah and the younger vampire went flying through the air, hitting their heads off the wall, but thanks to vampire healing, they was perfectly intact.

"What the hell happened?" the blonde asked.

"I don't know," Louise said worriedly.

Suddenly, the door was ripped from his hinges. Tyler. "Oh my God. Tyler!" Louise exclaimed happily.

He grinned. "I'm harder to kill than you think."

He took the vervained ropes off of Louise. "How are you alive? Caroline said..."

When she was completely untied, Tyler helped her out of the van. "No time. Come on, we've got to go."

"Wait, what about me?" Rebekah asked.

Klaus/Tyler's mouth twisted into a smirk. "Keep 'em busy, little sister."

With that, her brother vamped off to follow his infatuation. "No! That's not possible!"

The blonde attempted to free herself from the ropes that bound her. She twisted and turned, but it wasn't enough, and the vervain made her skin sore. Sighing exasperatedly, she gave up. She couldn't believe Klaus - if that really was Klaus, and she guessed it was - would choose Louise goddamn Gilbert over her, his sister!

Tyler/Klaus followed Louise into the woods with his speed.. "How are you even alive?" Louise asked him.

"Long story," he said. "I..."

She cut him off with a hug. Klaus could smell her lavender perfume. He was able to track her down because of that smelly fragrance. "Oh my God! Caroline... she was so upset. She'll be so happy to see you!"

"And you, are you happy to see me, love?" he said, giving her a very familiar smirk that didn't suit his features.

Louise's face twisted in confusion. Smart girl, Klaus thought. "What, of course, I-"

He interrupted the vampire as he smashed his lips onto hers. She punched his chest angrily, her protest muffled by his kiss. She finally found the strength and grabbed his throat, pressing him against a tree.

Klaus was ashamed to admit she turned him on. A baby vampire... she shouldn't have that much power over him, the Original Hybrid.

"What the hell, Ty..." He smirked as realisation crossed her pretty features, soon to be turned into a fierce glare. Her blue eyes were narrowed at him as her nostrils flared."...Klaus. Where's Tyler? What've you done with him?"

Tyler - who was being possessed by Klaus - gripped her wrist and pulled her hand away from his throat. "Your friend, Bonnie, decided to be helpful and switched our bodies. With Tyler's permission of course. But I've grown quite fond of this body... and it's perks."

Disgust marked her face. "Ah, so you planned on sexually harrassing women and then blaming it on Tyler. Great plan, Klaus."

"I wouldn't call it sexual harrassment, love," Klaus/Tyler said, chuckling.

She scoffed. "Whatever."

"Bonnie's taking an awful long time trying to save Elena from vampirism," Klaus said. "Doesn't that bother you? That she's putting in such an effort for Elena but she didn't lift a finger for you?"

Louise shrugged, as if the witch's devotion to saving precious Elena Gilbert and not giving a damn about her didn't bother the vampire. Klaus knew it did. Beneath the tough, nonchalant facade she wore, was a girl with hidden insecurities. He was sure even her Salvatore brother didn't know they were there. "I wouldn't have let her. Bonnie knows that. The difference between me and Elena is that I won't let people risk themselves to save me, while Elena does that every day."

"Which is why you will forever be the better Gilbert twin." He meant it as a compliment, but Louise didn't look pleased. "Oh, and make sure Bonnie knows that until she puts me back, I'll make sure to leave a trail of bodies behind me. Possibly leading to your friend, Caroline's, door."

Anger boiled inside her, ten fold. She clenched her fist tightly and brought it up to Klaus' face. The hybrid anticipated the action and caught her wrist before she could do any damage. He smirked.

He twirled her a around, folding her arm firmly behind her back. Klaus could hear her heart beating rapidly inside her chest, as if trying to burst out to spare it's owner of humiliation. Louise's breathing quickened, the hybrid knew she was trying to resist him, but nobody could resist him.

The hybrid leaned in and whispered into my ear, "It attracts you, doesn't it? Danger. We both know that beneath all that light, there's a dark soul waiting to be released. It's what makes you so alluring."

She took a deep shaky breath, attempting to compose herself. Klaus had a thousand years to train in the art of seduction, he knew the effect he had on woman. Louise was not the exception.

Gathering herself, the vampire said, "Come on." She tore herself away from him, her eyes didn't meet his. "Let's get you out of innocent Tyler's body before you start killing people."

"They're going to the ranch, Young's cattle ranch," Louise told Damon over the phone.

"They got Stefan and Elena."

"What?" she exclaimed, nearly crashing the car. Klaus shot her a look. "You have to save them."

"Already on it. Busboy quarterback and I are going there right now to save the transitioning damsel and my baby brother. How'd you escape?"

Klaus smirked at her, knowing that Damon wouldn't like her answer. "I... uh... Young had a change of heart."

"Sure he did. Louise, seriously-"

"Oh, oops, you're breaking up. Bye!"

She hung up quickly. Louise didn't want Damon and Klaus having another yelling match over the phone. She did have a phone bill to pay. Klaus chuckled beside her. "You know, I'm very honoured that you would lie on my behalf."

She scoffed. "I didn't lie for you."

He smirked. "No, you lied because you don't want your Salvatore boyfriend to be jealous."

Louise could hear her heartbeat go badum, badum violently in her chest. No doubt the hybrid could as well. What the hell is up with me today? The newbie vampire thought. She didn't feel like this before... it was there, but not to the extent she was experiencing at that moment.

She pulled over in front of the abandoned witch house. "He has nothing to be jealous of."

They got out of the car. The smirk had been wiped off Klaus' face.

Bonnie was with Jeremy in the basement. "Ah, lovely," Klaus said. "Jeremy Gilbert and Bonnie the witch. You see, I'm growing quite impatient. I miss my old body."

"I'm not strong enough," Bonnie admitted weakly.

"That doesn't matter."

Caroline came rushing down the stairs. She squeeled and jumped when she saw 'Tyler.' "Tyler!" she boomed, running into his arms and kissing him passionately. "How are you alive?"

Shockingly, Louise felt jealous. She reminded herself that Klaus wasn't her boyfriend (ew, never! Though, she had been think of him a lot lately... and the dreams...) and it wasn't as if Caroline was interest in Klaus. She thought it was Tyler, after all.

"Caroline, that's not Tyler," Bonnie informed her.

"What?" she said confusedly.

"Hello, love," Klaus/Tyler said. Her eyes widened as she wiped her mouth. "You are a glorious kisser."

"Ew!" she exclaimed as she wiped her mouth viciously with her sleeve. "I have to go sanitise my mouth after that!"

Klaus held Tyler's hands up in defense. "You're mouth was all over me. I was an innocent victim. Now, why don't you tell your friend, Bonnie, to get me out of your true love's body so I can get back into my much more impressive one?"

"She said she's not strong enough," Jeremy argued.

Klaus turned to Bonnie. "You were strong enough to put me in here. Surely, you're strong enough to get me out."

"I upset the spirits trying to save Elena," Bonnie said. "I can't use that kind of magic again. It's too dangerous."

Klaus didn't like that, apparently. "Bonnie, do the bloody spell!"

"She said she can't, okay?" Caroline yelled at him. Klaus/Tyler turned around to look at Louise's blonde best friend. "We'll just wait a few days until you're strong enough to do it with traditional magic, right, Bonnie?"

An angry expression crossed his face as he ripped opened Tyler's shirt. Claws grew on his right hand. He pierced his chest with his sharp claws and gripped Tyler's heart.

Caroline squeaked nervously. "What are you doing?"

"Ripping Tyler's heart out. I'll jump into someone else." He turned to Jeremy. "Maybe you."

"Stop it!" Louise begged. The anger was wiped off his face for a split second, and it almost looked as if he really was going to stop. Then he turned back into the monster everyone saw him to be and continued to tear out Tyler's heart.

"He's bluffing," Jeremy said, glancing at Klaus worriedly. "He needs a witch to do that."

"What makes you think I don't have one? Or ten? Pick, Bonnie! You or Tyler!" Klaus pressed.

Tyler's chest was almost torn open. "Stop, please! You're killing him!" Caroline pleaded.

"Fine, I'll do it! Just stop," the Bennett witch agreed softly.

He took his hand from Tyler's chest and gave a satisfied grin. "Good. Let's begin."

Bonnie placed her hands on either side of Tyler's head, muttering a spell. "This is black magic. She shouldn't be doing this," Jeremy said as they looked at the witch worriedly.

"You can't blame Klaus, though." Jeremy and Caroline's heads snapped over to Louise, staring at her as if she was a unicorn. "I mean... he wanted to get back into his body. Wouldn't we all?"

Caroline was gaping at her best friend. "He almost killed Tyler and threatened to jump into your brother's body!" Louise pursed her lips tightly. Caroline was right, then why did she feel the need to defend him? "What the hell, Louise? Where did this come from?"

She shook her head, even she was shocked at her own outburst. "You're right. You're absolutely right. Sorry."

Caroline nodded, giving her a suspicious look before drifting back into her own thoughts. Her boyfriend's eyes shot open. "Tyler?" Caroline asked hopefully.

The hybrid smiling. "Caroline. Hey."

He attempted to get onto his feet, but his legs went in under him and he fell onto the ground with a thump. Caroline rushed to his side. "Tyler?"

"Bonnie, you can stop now," Louise told the witch, who was still chanting.:

Bonnie's chanting came to a halt. Her eyes widened as she saw someone standing in front of her.

"Bonnie, it worked. Stop," Jeremy said.

She grabbed someone's hands. "What's happening? Let me go!.. Let me go!

"Bonnie, what's happening?" Louise asked her

Dark veins protruded through her skin and creeped down her arms. "Okay, let her go!... I'm sorry, Grams! They can't do this to you! Please, don't do this to her!"

"Bonnie!" the Gilbert girl yelled, rushing towards her, but an unknown force blew her backwards. She banged her head against the wall.

Jeremy ran over and helped her onto her feet. "Bonnie, stop!" Caroline begged.

"No! No! Oh my God!" Suddenly, Bonnie fell to her knees, whimpering as tears streamed down her cheeks. Jeremy got down next to her and held her in his arms. "What have I done? What did I do? What did I do? What did I do?"

A while later, Louise was in her room, staring at a photo of her family from a little more than a year back. Her mom and dad were smiling at the camera. Elena had lifted two fingers in a 'peace' sign, Jeremy was frowning and had a 'I'm too cool for this' look on his face and Louise... she was smiling, her arms wrapped around Elena and Jeremy's shoulders. They were happy, blissfully unaware of the supernatural world.

"Reminiscing?" She placed the photo on top of her chest of drawers and looked at Damon. "Good old times... before you had the Original hybrid and a vampire vying for your affection."

"You make it sound like I want to apart of this stupid 'love triangle' you guys have cooked up," Louise huffed.

"Don't you?"

"No!" she said in an angry 'duh' tone. "I'm not Katherine."

He pursed his lips. It took a couple of seconds before he finally responded, "We saved Elena. She's a vampire now. She completed the transition."

She sighed and muttered, "It was going to happen someday."

"Mm." He looked thoughtful. "I was Klaus, wasn't it?" She shot him a questioning look. "He was shining white knight today."

Louise took a deep breath and replied honestly, "Yes."

Damon nodded and gritted his teeth. "Of course. Klaus wins again!"

"What's up with you?" she asked him fiercely. "Why are you acting like it's a game?"

"I'm not," he insisted. "Lately, it's Klaus who's been the one to save you. He turned you, he rescued you... twice! All that he has to do now is bake you a cake and you'll fall into his arms and leave mine!"

She shook her head and placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to calm him down. "No, Damon. Stop it."

He shoved her arm roughly from his shoulder. "I'll stop it once you look me in the eye and tell me that you don't care about him. That you feel nothing for him."

She bit her lip. "Damon..."

He stepped back woundedly, like someone had shot him. I might as well have. "Right. Of course. Have a nice night, Louise."

He sped away, leaving the scared vampire ashamed and alone.

A/N: So, this is the first chapter! I hope you guys liked the new POV, it's just handier in my opinion.

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