Chapter two
"Tick tock tick tock. Hhmm, 4 letters down, white and cold." Damon raises his voice for Caitlin to hear what he's mumbling. "You have any idea what that is?"
Caitlin, who's sitting on her desk, turns to left and just gives him side eye. "Can you stop mumbling? I like you better when you were unconscious."
"I'm creating an imaginary crossword in my mind. Four words down, white and cold. Come on, Doctor! You're supposed to keep me entertained while you're restraining me on this goddamn cell." When Damon touches the tip of the finger to the cell, it burns him, yet he plays with it because that's how bored he is.
Caitlin lets out a heavy sigh. She's scanning over the journals that her uncle gave her to learn more about her family legacy and what her role as inheritor of the legacy that she'd never expect.
"Aha! It's S – N – O – W." Damon yells. "Four words, white and cold. Yup Snow."
Caitlin feels annoyed and responds to Damon by pretending like she's reading something from the journal out loud. "Salvatore. Damon Salvatore. A vampire, worst of the worst. Merciless and savage evil. Oh, a jerk." She nods her head. "This is interesting."
Damon responds. "Blah, blah, blah." Now he's sitting with his back against the wall. "Let me add that, bloody attractive and unapologetically handsome."
Caitlin slams the journal and finds herself some gun inside the desk. She points the gun to Damon, looks threatening. "Tell me how did you know me? You seem like you knew more than just my name."
"You don't want to shoot me, Doctor. First it'd be so stupid of you to trigger the evil that could easily lash out, second of all, yeah Caitlin I've known more than you think and I know deep down you don't want to do it."
Caitlin feels her heart skips a beat. She clenches her hold on the gun. "If you knew me at all, you'd know that I'd shoot you no matter what."
Damon snorts. "Fascinating thought, really." He stands up. "I can hear your heart racing, feel your blood rushing and in matter of seconds you might drop that gun."
Caitlin takes one step back when Damon takes one step closer to the cell. "Ha! You might think you've known me but you have no idea what I've been through!" a wooden bullet shot right to Damon on his right chest.
Damon cursed. "Who thought you have the guts now Caitlin!"
"Now tell me everything I need to know or the next would go into your heart."
Damon tries to dig his fingers into his chest to get the bullet out. He groans in pain but he's no stranger to any physical pain. Caitlin looks away when he does that. She's waiting impatiently, putting one hand on her waist while the other hand is holding the gun tight.
"Here I thought you're not supposed to trust me with anything."
Caitlin snaps her head at what he just said. "You saved me. So, I believe there's a slight part of you that cares about me."
Damon finally gets the bullet out of his chest. His lips form a smirk and eyes observing the bullet that's burning his skin as if he enjoys that burning pain in his fingers. "You're right Caitlin. I don't know what you've been through, suck I assume. But I do know that you're still you." He does that eye thing before he throws the bullet to Caitlin and hits in her right arm. The gun is fallen from her grip right away.
"Threaten me once again and next time it'd be your heart!" Damon seems like he's about to lose himself. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. "Let me out! Snow!" he slams his fist against the wall.
Caitlin is holding the tears because of the sharp pain on her right arm. She can't just get the bullet out of her arm like Damon did. Her breath is shaking. She's holding the arm that's bleeding now while looking for something, a switch on the wall. As her hand finds a switch she's looking for, she clicks on it. Instantly gas fills in the cell from the ceiling above.
Caitlin smirks, feeling satisfied seeing Damon is suffering because of the gas. The gas contains vervain. Damon starts to cough and hit himself to the wall because it pains him to have the vervain getting inside his system.
"Caitlin! I swear I'd kill you myself." He yells at her between the scream of pain. His eyes are reddish.
Caitlin just whispers. She learns vampires have high accuracy of hearings. "Good luck with that, Damon."
After that incident on the cell with Damon, Caitlin takes two days off from her work on the Augustine experiment lab. She has some things to sort out. She's certain about starting a new life in Mystic Falls so she needs to settle some stuff. She easily gets herself in Mystic Falls hospital and finds an apartment near the Augustine laboratory.
"This is just a great way to start fresh." Caitlin murmurs to herself while patching herself up. "Vampires, evil, bad guys; just what I need to have a clean slate. A bloody slate, I suppose. I really need some rest." She lets out a sigh after finishing the wound.
Damon seemed to enjoy watching the girl lying next to him sleeping. He had a smile on his face. He looked up and found the sun was shining on them. He moved his hand to that girl's face and his thumb caressed her cheek. The girl moaned lowly at his touch.
"Rise and shine, Snow!"
She moved a little closer to him. She looked like she's about to open her eyes but she felt so comfortable. Damon nuzzled his face to her neck and slowly got down to her chest, grazing his lips on her skin.
"Damon, not now." That apparently made her ticklish. Caitlin forced herself to wake up.
He pecked her breasts playfully. "I know just the perfect way to wake you up."
"Oh no! Where are we? Is it the beach? Why are we still here? What time is it? Damon!" she grabbed him by the hair and lifted his head from her chest to make him face her.
"Yeah baby we're at the beach, spending the night and you slept in blissful ignorance." Damon smirked. "We had a great night as you can tell by the smile on my face."
Caitlin suddenly panicked. "This isn't happening. Why didn't you wake me up before dawn like you promised me? I meant to take a little rest."
"Easy, Snow. I'll get you back to your dorm." He took her hand and intentionally pulled her to him as they got up together so that their lips crashed. He devoured her lips. "This is what I live for." He whispered between the kiss.
"Don't try to shift my focus, Damon." Caitlin tried to resist Damon's way to make her forget that she's mad at him. However, Damon locked her lips as she was going to open her mouth to say something.
She'd be lying to say that her anger was gradually shifted and that her body didn't react to the feel of craving for more. She resisted herself not to show any reactions when Damon deepened the kiss and his hands on her face caressing her cheeks so tenderly. But it's harder than she thought to hold the urge not to let out any indication that she's consumed by that. Damon suddenly stopped just as her breath was getting shorter.
Caitlin is suddenly awake and out of breath. She sits up and calms herself. That dream feels so vivid. She can still feel parts of her body which were touched and especially the kiss. It felt like that moment did happen in another lifetime or something. She just tried to explain to herself why she had that dream. She takes a deep breath.
"Calm your mind." She whispers. She's thinking that maybe it's just one of Damon's mind tricks playing with her mind. Vampires have that ability so he sure can do that to her. But how did he do it if he's nowhere near her? Caitlin just can't accept the possibility that she was so in love with a Damon Salvatore like in that dream she just had.