JEREMY'S POV
So I just met the famous Kamden Salvatore! Oh my god is she smokin. It's been almost ten minutes since she left and I decided then I needed to know more about her but who to ask? Well I guess Damon is the right person, first I need to know if i can trust him or if he's gonna freak out. I startef to think about how I was gonna do that as I walked around the house to the front door. As I enter the house I call out to see if anyone is home. A few secconds later Stefan appears. " Hello Jeremy, what can I do for you?" he says with a friendly smile. "I'm lookin for either Damon or Elena, do you know where I can find one or both of them?" He looks at me strangely for a second then says "Elena went home looking for a book and Damon is in his room, is something wrong?" Shaking my head I said "No, just have some questions."
He nods on his way out the door. I turn and head toward the stairs, when I get to the top I continue to Damon's door. When I get there I knock on the door and hear him call me in a second later. I see him on the floor surrounded by books. He looks up and asks "What can I do for you little Gilbert?" Trying for my serious face I say "I need to ask you a question." He looks at me funny for a second then nods for me to continue. "What do you remember about the Civil War?" He looks up at me then at the book in his hand then back at me. "Why?" he asks. Carefully keeping my face blank I say "School project, Rick said and I quote "No Wikipedia regurgata" and I know that you were there so here I am."
He doesn't say anything at first. Just as he started to say something there is another knock at his door. He gets up and opens the door to reveal Elena. I was surprised to see her Stefan said she went home. "What can I do for you Elena?" he said with a wary look. "I was wondering if you found that book I asked about this morning?" She said without taking her eyes off me. The look on his face was odd, he scowled at the pile of books then Elena. "No it does not seem to be here anymore but I think Baby Bro has a copy too." She quickly glances at him then at me and turns around leaves without another word. He looks at me for a minute then closes the door. I started to say something when he motioned for me to wait, he pointed at his ear and I nodded knowing he was listening to Elena leave.
When she was gone he looked at me and asked "What do you need to know?" " What was it like? You know day to day life in the camps and at home?" I asked. I had lots of questions, but I had to be careful how and what I asked him as Damon is not exactly expressive. He can be easily annoyed and that's not what I'm going for. He moves across the room to look out the window and started speaking,"I went into the army at 22. I did well and was promoted quickly. My father was happy I was doing as told. My father was alone by then and life sucked but we got along. Prices on certian commodities were insane and everyone's money was tied up in the war. A few families were still doing ok and we were one of them. My Father spent most of his time with the founder's council and was almost never home. St.Stefan was off doing whatever it was he did. So whenever I was home Stefan and I tried to be a normal family. Proper in front of company and tried for fun when we could. You see I didn't always haunt my darling baby bro. Things were ok until the call for troops arrived. Just three weeks before my father had the extreme misfortune of meeting Katherine I was called to Training Camp.
Everyone heard about what things were like so I knew what to expect. We talked, argued and debated every free minute we had but nothing prepared us for what we saw when we joined our company. There were people running around shouting orders and pleas for mercy and even death. There were dead and dying people everywhere. The smell was horrific, it was death and unwashed bodies and old food and bodily wastes of all kinds. It was real to me then, the war I mean. Not that it wasn't before but I realized then that it wasn't going to end well for us. I don't remember much from the following several weeks as there was so much to do and very little time to think and for that I was greatful. The next thing I clearly remember is being told I get one day leave to say goodbye to my family that we move out in two days time at 0530."
At first I didn't notice that he had stopped talking, I only noticed when he moved toward me. I looked up at him and he had a strange look on his face. I didn't say anything as I stood up and walked to the door. When I got there I turned and looked at him and said "The real reason I came here today was to see if you would talk to me about back then. I am surprised that you did but I will say one thing I know now what she sees." He stood there looking shocked and saying nothing. I turned around and left.