Finally arriving at the Salvatore Boardinghouse, Damon rushed upstairs to his bedroom and placed Martha gently down on his bed. He left her there as he hurried down to the basement to collect some blood bags for her and was back by her side in the blink of an eye.

"Here." He said handing the blood bags to her, "Drink this; it'll make you feel better." She accepted it and then hungrily tore it open, draining it completely. She continued to empty the rest of the bags before her black eyes turned back into their beautiful hazel shade and the veins disappeared on her face.

"Are you still hungry? If you are I could go out and get some more or worst case we could find some human for you to feed on. Or we could-"

"I'm fine, Damon." Martha said interrupting his rambling. She took her hands and placed them on either side of his face, looking deep into his eyes. "All I want right now is to be with you. I missed you."

"I missed you too, Mar" Damon croaked out before he pulled her towards him, crashing his lips onto hers. He lowered her back down onto his bed and covered her body with his own. She kissed him back just as desperately, her arms circling around his muscular back as she clung to his body. His lips found her neck as he sucked and kissed every inch of it, reveling in the small moans of appreciation coming from his lover beneath him. She roughly grabbed him by the hair, pulling his lips back to hers and there tongues danced in the familiar pattern both had come to miss. Suddenly a door slammed downstairs and Damon reluctantly pulled away from Martha. "As much as I would love to continue this, I'm pretty sure Stefan and Elena just got back and we do kinda owe them an explanation."

The two walked downstairs to find Stefan and Elena sitting on the couch.

"I know I owe you an explanation Stef but what's she doing here." Damon said rudely.

"Oh come on Damon! You come out of the tomb with a girl that's not Katherine and you don't expect me to be curious."

"That's funny I thought my question was directed towards Stefan."

"Damon, come on." Stefan interrupted hoping Damon would just get over it.

"Fine" He finally agreed, "She can stay, but all of her silly little questions are to be kept to herself until I'm finished saying everything."

"She's sitting right here you know." Elena muttered under her breath.

"I heard that."

"Well obviously, you're a vampire. It's kinda to be expected. You know, considering you have super hearing and all."

"Well little miss no it all maybe you should just-"

"For Christ sake could we please get back to the topic at point?" Martha cried out, interrupting the bickering. Both Damon and Elena instantly stopped their arguing. Damon sat on the couch pulling Martha down next to him.

"Alright I guess we'll explain now." Damon stated.

"Yeah

"Well, we'll just start are story from the beginning. Brother, do you remember when Martha came to serve us?"

"Not really. I remember I was really young and Father hired her family to look after us after mom passed."

"That's right. You were about 3 years old. I was 10 and Martha was only a year younger than me. The two of us became very close friends."

"I remember that." Stefan interrupted. "You guys were always like two best friends even as you got older."

"That's because we we're. Father didn't mind are friendship as much when we were young, I bet he was actually glad to not have to entertain me himself, but as we got older he began to become frustrated with why I always hung around with the 'slave girl'. I ignored his complaints about how socializing with them would ruin my reputation and Martha and I continued to be friends. And father didn't really do anything about it. I mean what could he have done? We we're just friends. But in the midsummer of my 18th year we shared a kiss under the stars. That kiss changed everything for us. I had been beginning to develop feelings for her for a while but I realized how impossible it would be to have any sort of romantic relationship between us and I tried and hoped the feelings would go away. They didn't. And after we kissed I realized I could care less if the whole world was against us, I just wanted her. So we decided we would just sneak around. For about two years we were able to keep it a secret, we would meet up at night and go away together during the day. I think some of the other servants may have noticed but none of them commented on it. Everything was going fine until father started to notice us. He didn't know that we were together but he was suspected that since we were so close a relationship could develop between us and of course he didn't want that. Wouldn't want me to tarnish the Salvatore name and all. Ha! Little did he know I already had. And I didn't regret it one bit. Anyways, that's why he sent me off to war, to keep me away from Martha. It was either that or he would sell Martha to a cotton farm in need of slaves, but I refused to let that happen so I went to war." Then Katherine came to stay with us while I was on leave, me and Mar came with a plan. We figured if I showed an interest in someone else Father would no longer think we were together. So that's exactly what I did. I flirted with Katherine and pretended to fall for her and it convinced Father that he had nothing to worry about between Martha and me. And then I found out Katherine was a vampire. Our original plan was just to make sure no one suspected us until I earned enough money to start a business or something on my own and we could move away from Mystic Falls and live out our lives together, however hard they might've been. But when Katherine told me her secret I realized how useful it would be to me. If I let Katherine turn me and then turned Martha after then we could be together forever. I figured if we were vampires it would be a lot easier to be together out in public. I mean with the ability to compel people we could just compel everyone to accept our relationship. I talked to Martha about and after some convincing she finally agreed. So, I stayed with Katherine and pretended to be head over heels in love with her because I needed her to turn me for our plan to work. But the night before the soldiers came to hunt all the vampires down Martha got hurt. We were out horseback riding when she fell off her horse and hit her head on a rock. She was unconscious and there was so much blood I didn't know what to do but I knew I couldn't loose her. So I took her to Katherine and begged her to save Martha. And she did. I have no idea why she did considering she doesn't have a good bone in her body, but she fed Martha her blood and healed her. And then the next day after Katherine was attacked and Stefan and I went to save her I saw Martha get thrown into the tomb along with the other vampires and that's how I knew she was in the tomb. However, I still have no idea how you got turned into a vampire." He said looking to Martha.

"It was an accident actually. I was out running errands in town when all of the sudden guns were getting fired in the shop I was at. I was caught in the cross fire and one of the bullets hit me and everything went black. And then some time later I found myself waking up. I walked outside and I was so confused. The town was completely empty and I had this unyielding hunger deep inside me. I walked back to the house and when I got there the servants rushed me inside, yelling at me for taking so long at the market when there was a dangerous battle going on outside. It was dark and they only had one lantern lit so I guess they didn't notice the blood on my dress or how strangely I was acting." As she continued her face began to fall, tears threatening to escape through her eyes. "I was so hungry and there scent was just so tempting I couldn't help myself. I tried to fight it but when Jeannine, one of the older slaves who always looked out for me, came up to me and asked if I was feeling alright something snapped inside of me. All of the sudden my fangs were buried in her neck and I…I…" She stopped to take a deep breath in and then slowly exhaled. Damon wrapped a comforting arm around her as tears started to fall down her face. Damon suggest she stop, insisting they didn't need to hear the rest, not right then at least, but she continued anyways. "After I realized what I had done I ran. I didn't know where I was going and all of the sudden I was surrounded by a group of men. They must have realized I was a vampire because they attacked me and the next thing I remember is waking up trapped in a tomb." When she finished talking everyone else was silent. After a few minutes Stefan finally spoke up.

"So, if you were never in love with Katherine, why did you tell everyone she was the one you were trying to get out of the tomb?" His question was directed towards Damon.

"Because Steffy," Damon started "It was 1864, as much as I hate to say it I doubt anyone would have cared that a black vampire was trapped in a tomb. Katherine however was a well-known vampire that I'm sure a lot of others wanted to find her too. I figured I'd get more help and information if I said I was trying to get Katherine out."

"But you could have at least told me! I mean for god's sake I'm your brother and I never once even expected it to be anyone but Katherine and this whole time it was all for Martha instead. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Well we weren't exactly best friends Stefan. We may have been brothers but after we became vampires we might as well had been strangers we barely kept in contact and for the majority of our vampire lives we hated each other. Anyways, if I had told you I would've had to tell you everything and it wasn't really something I liked talking about." This shut Stefan up. He nodded his head to show he understood. The group sat in silence once again until Elena, who had stayed silent the whole time, finally spoke up.

"I'm sorry Damon." She said softly, turning her head to look at him and Martha sitting contently in each other's arms.

"What do you have to be sorry for Elena" Damon asked as his brows furrowed, confusion written on his face.

"It's just… I mean we've all been a little harsh on you. Everyone thought you were this big, bad guy and all but you really aren't. You were just hurt and sad and you missed the person you loved most and I'm sorry that I misjudged you." Damon sat there shocked by Elena's words. He nodded his head to her to show a silent thank you before getting off the couch pulling Martha with him.

"Well it's getting late and not to be crude or anything but I'm dying to take this one to bed" Damon stated with a smirk on his face. "So if there's no more questions well be going." He waited a second before turning around and walking upstairs as Martha followed behind him.

When they finally got upstairs Damon gave Martha a black t-shirt of his to throw on before walking into the bathroom to get ready for bed. When he stepped back into his room a small smile formed on his lips as he looked at his love snuggled up in his bed. He knew she must be exhausted after all the excitement today. She was still pretty weak from having been starved the past 100 plus years. He stood there for a moment, watching her. As stood there he realized he had this weird sensation in the pit of his stomach. It was a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time. It was happiness. Pure happiness and contentment. He crawled in next to her, wrapping his strong arms around her and she tiredly shifted her head to bury in his chest wrapping her arms around him as well. She murmured a drowsy goodnight before quickly falling asleep and before he knew it, Damon too was drifting into a peaceful slumber.