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"Werewolf bite?" I repeated, a little unsteady on my feet. "Shit," I muttered stumbling backwards. He went to sit at the counter, brooding, and staring at his death wish. I went to sit beside him leaning forward to get a good look at the bite that was quickly spreading along his arm.

"So," I said, getting over the shock, "that's a werewolf bite huh?"

"Yup," he said curtly. He traced the lines in his arms. They had become more definite and darker because of the venom.

"It doesn't look too bad," I tried lamely. He gave me a look, and that was all it took.

"Sorry," I said, "not helping." But I wished I could. Sure I was selfish, but when I seemed to be in good shape, I still allowed my humanity to come out every once in a while. I watched his face; determined, focused, obsessive, Damon. Sure, it had been 164 years, and he had proven himself changed, but I knew him still. He was obsessing over it. Soon it would swallow him whole and possess him. In impulse I reached out and placed two gentle hands on his arm. It was hot, feverish, but I ignored the heat as I stood up bringing him closer in the process. I slowly and carefully pulled his sleeve over the wound to hide it from view.

"Stop dwelling on it," I said firmly, "it won't help any." I looked up at him keeping my eyes trained on his, and his face inches from mine, his eyes returning my gaze. For a millisecond I felt my defenses slipping, but I immediately picked them back up. If he even sensed a bit of weakness in me, he wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of it.

"Since when did you care so much Katherine?" he said in a low and quiet voice, his eyes daring me to answer. I looked away and to the floor, my hands still on his arm. He pulled away and pushed past me. I shook my head and reminded myself that he was right. I never cared. I shouldn't start now.

"What are you going to do?" I asked him.

"I don't know Katherine, I don't always have the ideas," he snapped obviously irritated, "my last few didn't work anyways."

"Well, they sort of worked," I said, an eyebrow quirked, "you saved that blonde and the Lockwood mutt. I bet they're thankful." He turned to look at me, a new sort of tint to his eyes.

"What do you want Katherine?" he asked advancing towards me. For every step he took forward I took one back.

"Nothing!" I said, "I was just trying to help!" I blurted. Damn. I really needed to watch myself around him. He didn't buy my honesty. Instead he laughed.

"Help? You don't help people Katherine," he said almost condescendingly, "you use them to help yourself. Now do me a favor and stop being so human. Why don't you be the monster you really are?" Anger surged through me. In milliseconds my hands were wrapped around his throat and he was against the wall. My nose nearly touched his, but intimacy was the last thing on my mind.

"This monster? Is this what you want?" I growled. He didn't flinch. He just stood there. I tightened my grip for a second before tossing him to the ground.

"Get out of here Damon," I said turning my back to him, "if you're not gone by the time Klaus or one of his followers comes back, a wolf bite is the least of your worries."

"Why are you doing this?" he asks me, demanding in his tone. When I didn't answer he continued.

"You give me blood, you get me out of whatever state I was in, you tell me what to look out for, you try to sooth my mind. You try to save me. I don't get it. Why? Why do you care?"

"You gave me the vervain," I say evenly, "let's say I owe you one. Now leave." He didn't move. I felt the blood rush to my eyes, my veins swelling, and my fangs emerging.

"Get out!" I growled. I charged at him until his defenses kicked in as he took flight through the door. I stopped at the threshold, held by compulsion and against my own will. I slammed the door shut, not waiting to watch his form disappear down the stairs. I went to the window and watched him fade into the night.

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