Bitten
(the bite is based on 2x11 - I make direct quotes from the episode) Trigger warning: mentions of blood and suicide, hallucinations/flashbacks

We heard the window break from the study and bolted immediately to the source of the sound. Damon spotted the broken window first and grabbed one of the swords from off the wall. I heard the low growl.

"Damon!" I yelled in fear as I made eye contact with the wolf in front of me but before any of us could move, it had jumped on top of me. It barked in my face and dug its paws into my arms to pin me and bit my shoulder. I screamed out in pain and Damon stabbed the wolf in the side, causing it to whimper and run away.

I sat up slowly, panting in absolute fear. My life is over. I'm going to die. "How bad is it?" Damon asked, moving my shirt to the side so he could get a better look at the wound. "It hurts." I said, doing my best to put on a brave face.

"Its healing!" Damon said with surprise.

"Oh my god, I thought a werewolf bite was fatal.." I began, tears running down my face. "I thought-" I was cut off by tears and looked up at Damon.

"Its not." he replied softly, embracing me. "You're gonna be ok."

After a nice bath, I sat down next to Damon in the study once again in my robe.

"I talked to Caroline," he began. "She said Tyler was all locked up."

"So it was Jules," I replied. "the other werewolf, the one who attacked you."

"Yeah," Damon said while pouring me some bourbon. "I'm sorry. I picked a fight with her. She was coming after me."

"All's well that ends well."

"You all healed?"

"Yeah, seems that way."

"(Y/N)," Damon began. "I'm happy that the legend was fake. Maybe werewolves made it up to keep vampires away."

"Lucky me."

Damon began tracing his fingers up my thigh and I leaned in and kissed him. Wrapping his arms around me, Damon pulled me up and onto the other side of him. "I think I like you." he said and began kissing me again, bring his arms up to wrap around my shoulder. As he pulled me towards him, I winced and broke off the kiss. "Ow," I said rolling my shoulder.

Damon moved forward and slowly pulled my robe off my shoulder to reveal that my skin was beginning to look discolored and the veins were popping out, as if they were fighting against a poison. My shoulder was sore to the bone and I was beginning to feel warm. I looked up at Damon in shock.

"So the legend is true. I'm a dead woman."

"Hey, calm down (Y/N)," Damon began. "Its gonna be okay. We'll figure this out."

"But its fatal!" I cried.

"Blood bags, let me get you a blood bag." Damon got up to get some from the cooler down stairs.

I put my head in my hands and whispered to myself. "I'm a dead woman. I'm dead. I'm going to die."

I jumped as I heard the front door open. I crouched down low and brought my knees into my chest, trying to make myself as small as possible.

"Here you go, one-"

I screamed.

"Hey! Its me! I just brought you a blood bag." Damon said walking slowly towards me.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I heard the door open and I just got scared. I don't really know why."

"You'll be fine." Damon assured me, handing me the bag. "Just drink."

As I sucked down the contents of the blood bag, Stefan walked into the study with Elena. "Whats going on?"

"Jules broke in, bit (Y/N)." Damon explained.

"But that's supposed to kill her!" Stefan exclaimed.

"Wait!" I sat up taller. "I can feel it working."

"Well lets take a look," Damon said and pulled down my robe once again.

"How is it?" I ask as Stefan walks around to look as well.

"Its...definitely better." Damon replied.

I sighed, slumping down. "You don't have to lie. Stefan how bad is it?" Stefan walked around and sat in front of me. "We'll figure this out. I've heard that Klaus's blood is the cure. I can contact him in New Orleans and see."

"You want to contact Klaus and bring him back to Mystic Falls?!" I exclaimed. "He thinks Elena is dead after the sacrifice to break the hybrid curse."

"Hey," Elena said stepping towards me. "You're my friend and we've survived way too much for you to die from a wolf bite over a stupid fued that Damon got himself into."

Damon threw his hands up in surrender. "Its not my fault (Y/N) got in the way. Everyone wants a taste of Damon."

I went to turn and give him a look over my shoulder, but as I moved pain shot up my neck from the bite mark causing me to cry out. "I don't want to die." I begged.

"No one's gonna die!" Damon exclaimed. "Stefan, contact Klaus." He turned to look at me. "And we are getting you to bed." Damon helped me up off the couch and I gave a weak smile to both Stefan and Elena.

"You'll be ok." Elena said stepping forward to give me a hug.

"Thank you." I replied.

"Isn't this sweet?" Damon said sarcastically. "But its bedtime for (Y/N)."

Once we got up the stairs and into Damon's room I shimmied out of my robe and changed into pajama shorts and one of Damon's T-shirts. "I'm sick Damon, you don't get to protest about me wearing your clothes." Damon just rolled his eyes and motioned for me to climb into his four poster bed. I crawled in and Damon tucked the covers over me before getting changed himself and crawling in next to me.

I woke up the next morning to a quiet house and an empty spot next to me. Sitting up I winced, closing my eyes, as the bite sent pain up and down my whole back. However, when I opened them I was no longer in the boarding house, but my childhood bedroom. Smiling I ran down the stairs to see my family but was met by Katerina Patrova instead. "Katerina." I said soberly. "What are you doing here?"

She turned and gave me her signature smirk. "I could ask you the same question."

"This is my home! You're not welcome here. I thought you were my friend and yet you brought ruin and destruction to my life!"

"I brought ruin and destruction!" she exclaimed laughing. "Who is the one who almost died in the river with her sister? Who is the one that did die? I saved you with my blood. Its not my fault you decided to kill yourself."

Tears were now streaming down my face. "How dare you bring up my sister to mock me? I loved her! I never wanted anything but happiness for her! I couldn't bear the guilt! Its my fault she drowned, its all my fault!" I sank down to the floor. "Whatever you want to do Katerina, I deserve."

Katerina walked towards me slowly and grabbed my shoulders. I closed my eyes, unable to watch. I didn't want to see what she was going to do. "(Y/N)! Wake up! Its not real!"

My eyes snapped open to reveal that I was in the boarding house at the bottom of the stairs. I looked around me confused as to what just happened. Lastly, I looked up to see Elena holding my shoulders. "You're okay." she said quietly. "Damon and Stefan went to go figure some things out to help you get better. Damon should be home soon." I nodded slowly. "I was home again, but Katherine was there." The dots were beginning to connect. "Oh my goodness, I thought you were Katherine! Please tell me I didn't do anything to hurt you!"

"No," Elena began brushing hair from my face. "You didn't. Let's get you back up in bed. Damon will be home soon." I nodded and allowed Elena to lead me back up to Damon's room. Laying back down in Damon's bed, I quickly fell asleep.

"She thought I was Katherine," I heard vaguely from outside the door. "Something about her sister drowning."

That sounded like Elena's voice. Damon must be home. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes in time to hear the door opening.

When it did, it was my father walked in towards me angrily, not Damon. "Father?" I asked. "Father, I didn't mean it! We were only playing!" I backed up further in my bed.

"How could you be so careless?" he yelled to me knocking some things from my nightstand. "I'M SORRY!" I cried. "Please don't hurt me! Please it already hurts." But I knew he wasn't going to back down. I looked at my open window and ran, jumping out of it, landing softly on my feet before running towards the street.

"You can do this." I said. "That nice lady healed me before, she had me drink a special red juice and it made me feel better. But she said it was too late for sissy. Sissy was already gone. She's gone." I collapsed in the street crying loudly. "I'm so sorry I wasn't careful sissy." Two bright lights were coming towards me. If I run quickly enough, I can end the guilt. I ran faster than humanly possible straight into the car and it sent me flying.

I awoke moments later to the smell of blood tickling my nose. Why was the smell of blood seemingly so appealing to me? Why is my mouth watering? What happened to me? I should be dead! Opening my eyes, I saw a man struggling to get out of his car. He was holding his arm which seemed to be broken and there was a cut on his forehead, with blood dripping down. My eyes zoomed in on the droplets of blood and I felt my teeth shift and veins under my eyes itched. I stood slowly and made my way over to the car. The man jumped as I ripped open the door, sending it flying into the grass. I looked back at it. How did I get so strong?

"Lady do you have a death wish or something? Why did you run at my car? How are you still alive? How-?"

"Oh, shut up!" I yelled and rushed on top of him and sank my teeth into his neck, and drank until someone or something tackled me to the ground.

"Get off me!" I yelled kicking my feet. Someone quickly pinned my arms over my head. "Hey! HEY! Its me! Its Damon!"

Damon. I know that name from somewhere. I stopped moving and looked up.

"Damon!" I cried and threw my arms around his neck.

"Hey, you're okay." he replied.

I sat back and thats when I felt the blood dripping down my lip. Touching my lip, I looked next to me and saw the man struggling to breathe next to me. "Did I do that?!" I cried. Damon looked at me sadly before standing. Tears began pouring out of my eyes as I watched him give the man some of his blood and stand him up. The scene happened in slow motion as I cried. I couldn't have. There's no way. Damon looked into his eyes and began saying something to him before letting him go. The man blankly got in his car and drove away.

Damon crouched down in front of me again and touched my face, bringing me back to the moment. "Damon, did I do that?" He nodded. I collapsed over in tears, wailing loudly in pain. "Lets get you home." he said quietly reaching down to pick me up. "No! No I don't deserve to go home again. I killed her! I killed sissy! Father will never let me in again." Damon looked at me sadly before picking me up and walking me back to the boarding house.

Damon had me tucked back in his bed. I had broken out into a sweat, yet I was so cold. Damon sat next to me, dabbing my forehead with a cloth, soaking up the sweat. "Hi," I said softly. "Hi," he replied back. I looked up and saw Elena standing in the doorway. "I'm so sorry Elena, I'm so sorry."

"Its okay, Stefan is on his way over here with some of Klaus's blood. You're gonna be okay." she said grabbing my hand. I smiled gently before I felt a strange pain rip through my belly. I moaned slightly rolling on to my side. The pain grew. It felt as if all of my internal organs were being squeezed and shredded at the same time. I clutched at my stomach and screamed out. "It hurts!" I felt it tear through me again. "Oh god it hurts!" Once more, it tore through me with not even the slightest bit of mercy. "Please help me! HELP ME!"

I felt someone scoot behind me calmly and gather me into their strong arms. Looking up I saw Damon. "Damon it hurts." As the pain ripped through my again I clutched harder on to my stomach, digging my nails into my skin drawing blood. Damon unclutched my hand and held it in his own, his other arm wrapped under my body and brought me so I was laying back on him. He kept the supporting arm wrapped tightly around my torso. As I yelled out in pain, arching my back, Damon whispered softly in my ear. I held onto his hand for dear life while my other was clawing to the bed sheets searching for something to grab as the pain ripped through again and again. Damon gathered both of my arms into my chest. He unclenched my fists and held my hands as I cried out. "Damon I can't take it anymore!"

"I know, I know. Stefan will be here so soon. You're so strong, hold on for me okay?" he urged quietly. He gave me small kisses up and down my cheek and neck. I cried out in pain once again. "Focus on my hands holding yours."

"I can't! It hurts too much, I can't." I cried. The pain was overwhelming me.

"You can do it, I know you can. Squeeze my hands."

"I'm going to hurt you."

"C'mon, I can take it. Feel my thumbs rubbing your hands."

"No, no, no." I cried.

The door suddenly swung open and Stefan ran into the room. "Stefan has the cure, (Y/N). Deep breaths for me, okay."

The pain was too much and I arched my back crying out once again. Damon and Stefan exchanged a look before they acted. Damon held crossed my arms and held them to my chest tightly while he used his hand to stabilize my head. Stefan held my chin and brought a small vile to my lips. "Drink," Damon pleaded. "Just drink it and it will be over soon. I promise the pain will go away soon."

I swallowed down the contents of the vile. The ripping started to calm and I shook as I felt the cure begin to run through my body. Damon held me tightly against his chest and whispered to me. "You're okay."

After a minute or two the shaking stopped and I laid back limply against Damon's chest breathing heavily. "You're okay (Y/N)." I closed my eyes and curled into Damon's chest. He sat us up a little straighter, tucking my head under his chin. After a few moments, I began to cry quietly. "I thought I wasn't gonna make it Damon."

He kissed my head and cheeks. "I know you were scared but its over now. You're okay." He brought me to sit up and look at him, wiping my tears away with his thumb. "You're okay." I inhaled shakily, looking at Damon for a moment before looking around the room. Stefan and Elena had left, so it was just Damon and I. I collapsed back into his chest. "I'm so tired. I need blood."

Damon leaned us over and he reached into a bedside table pulling a blood bag out. "This is from my secret stash, so you better be grateful." I smiled softly before drinking it. Damon smiled and held my face in his hands. "There you are." he said and kissed my forehead. "You're okay."

I handed the empty blood bag back to Damon who put it back on the table. He looked at me for a moment, clearing thinking about something.

"What is it?" I asked taking his hands.

He sighed, bringing them up to his lips. "I'm debating whether or not I should ask you about your sissy and father."

I stopped and swallowed hard. "The hallucinations you mean."

Damon nodded sadly.

"Well," I began. "I guess you were gonna find out one way or another."

"It doesn't have to be now." he said.

"No, I'm okay." I replied, settling myself in my spot in front of him on the bed. "I used to take my younger sister down to the river to go swimming. My father was an alcoholic and my mother didn't really stand up to him about it. So the river was how we got away when things got bad."

"One day," I continued. "We went down and were swimming like usual but all of a sudden my sister got swept up in a strong current. I went after her and grabbed hold of her, but we both wound up getting swept. I did my best to hold her above water and get us back to the edge but I hit my head on a rock and was knocked unconscious. I woke up to a young woman sitting over me. She told me to drink her blood, that it would heal me. I asked her to give it to my sister first, but she said it was too late."

"I'm so sorry." Damon said caressing my face lightly.

"When I went back home with my sister's body in my arms my mother was heartbroken, and my father still drunk was furious. So that night, I snuck out and ran in front of a car coming down the road. I killed myself. But I had vampire blood, Katherine's blood, in my system so I turned." I looked up at Damon who had tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry," I said and went to get out of the bed but Damon grabbed me and brought me into his chest. "I'm sorry," I said as I began to cry once more.

Damon lifted my head so I was looking at him once again. "Its okay. It wasn't your fault. I'm sure your sister knew how much you loved her and protected her. And she's okay now. She probably found peace." I nodded, sniffling and wiping my tears away. "Well hasn't it been a crazy 24 hours or something," I said laughing a little through my tears. "But you made it." Damon said bringing me in for a kiss. Pulling away, he brushed my hair behind my ear. "You survived."