Crawling
Category: TV Shows » Vampire Diaries
Author: JustLola
Language: English, Rating: Rated: M
Genre: Romance/Angst

Chapter 4: Chapter 4

Chapter 4

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Author's notes

New Chapter! Thanks to everyone and their reviews! I absolutely love them and the follows. You guys are really amazing! So in the last chapter the bodies were discovered and Elena told Damon there had been more than one person that had done this to her. This chapter gets a bit dark and we finally find out who the friend was and that she recognized and what happened well partly any way. I warn you it's not graphical but it's bad. I hope you guys enjoy the update and remember to review! Love you guys!

Damon's POV

Of two things I was sure, one was that there was more than one asshole that did this to the girl that was currently curled up in my apartment and secondly I would not allow them to come anywhere near her ever again. One way or another. I was going to protect this girl even if my life depended on in.

After the revelation that there were more of these monsters out there she had started to cry uncontrollably, like she was reliving what had happened to her. She was in so much pain and heartache that I couldn't ask her any more questions, I couldn't ask her anything. I knew I just needed to give her space. And that's just what I did. I told her that she should get a good night's rest and that she could sleep in my room. She didn't even say something she just grabbed a hold of the firearm on the counter and she walked towards my room without saying another word.

I didn't try and stop her when she took the firearm, nor did I try to stop her when I heard her lock my bedroom door. I understand that she was afraid and scared and she still didn't trust me at all. But what could I do? I didn't do anything yet to earn her trust. All I had done was kill a man in front of her which she now knew why.

I waited a while before I made my way towards the couch and I sat down. There was so many questions running through my mind at the moment and the main one was, who was this girl. Yes I still didn't know, I was unsure. I would have to ask Ric for help, to look at the missing files to see if there was a report for those doe brown eyes. I didn't sleep much, and the bit that I sleep was haunted by nightmares. My guilt had finally caught up with me. Taking a humans life, it sent me on a guilt trip of hell and nothing I said or did justified me killing him.

The girl did leave my room twice, once to go to the bathroom and the second time to check up on me and to get some water. Those pain killers might have given her cotton mouth. I remained completely still like I was asleep even thou I wasn't. I was up and about earlier than expected, I even tried, well attempted to make breakfast. I wasn't much of a cook.

I made beacon, eggs and some toast and placed it on the kitchen counter. She would find it if and when she woke up. I left a little note to the side that indicated that I had a few errands to run and that I would be back by 11:00. That would be fine right? I did leave her alone last night and it went well so I had no problem leaving her now.

After I eat my breakfast I had a quick shower and got dressed in some new clothes. I needed to burn these fucking clothes as soon as possible. I brushed my teeth and put on some body spray. I left the key in the door like I did the previous night and off I went to my buddy Ric who was sure to help me in some direction, right? I got into my car and drove as fast as I could to the police station.

I turn a few times and soon I am driving through the front gate to the station and I park in an idiot constable's parking bay. He would get over it like he always does. I get out and lock my car, not even the police station was safe anymore, they stole Ric's I-pad right out of his car the other day. Bastards.

I enter the station greeting every one as I go, I was a regular at the station. And no I didn't get arrested all the time. I helped Ric with investigations and so one, sometimes two brains are better than one. I make my way to his office and as usual the door is wide open and he is bent over a shit load of dockets.

"Ric." I greet walking straight to the chair in front of his desk. He looks up from the docket that currently has his interest. He looks like shit and like he hasn't slept all night, much like myself.

"Hey Damon! Fuck you should see the shit we got last night. It just goes on and on and on." He indicates as he tosses me the docket well more like dockets. And everywhere I look there are faces of dead woman looking back at me. Those lifeless eyes looking back at me. I almost throw up but I try to contain myself. Ric is over his head as he scrambles around and soon he pushes his computer screen to face me. "We found about 27 bodies all together last night. They are still busy with some of the autopsies."

I nod my head franticly as I go through the pictures of the numbers of girls, there was one girl that the girl in my apartment knew, they were friends, she said that much. I look and I look until I find the one she had pointed out, the dark haired girl. And then I see her, she wasn't much older than then the girl. I point the picture towards Ric and he looks up from his screen.

"Yes that is one of our identified missing girls, Bonnie Bennet." He indicates as he goes to the pictures of the girls that has had been reported missing for the past 5 years.

"That's a shame, any clues so far as to how the girls were chosen?" I ask taking a closer look at the picture on the computer. She was truly a beautiful girl, not any older than 17 maybe 18.

"The girls were abducted in two's so far, you see here," he points to two blonde that laid next to each other, they could have been sisters even twins. "It's always in pairs, it seems to be. Each girl has been reported missing. But there is a problem." He goes quite as he searches for the picture of Bonnie Bennet again.

"And the problem is?" I ask as I take a closer look at Ric, his forehead in a deep frown.

"This girl," he says as he points to the dark haired girl. "She was the last one that had been killed or that's what the autopsy said. But we can't seem to find the girl that was with her." Ric moves from the picture to the computer screen and a picture pops up. A picture of a girl that was currently in my bed sleeping. Or so I hoped.

"Elena Gilbert." I read out and finally I could place a name to the face.

"Elena Gilbert and her friend Bonnie Bennet went down to Texas with their cheerleading team to compete in the National Cheerleading Competition or the NCC. They were abducted one night at their hotel and they were not found since." Ric states as I look over the profile of the girl in her bright red cheerleading suit smiling at me like she didn't have a problem in the world. "That was about 3 months ago. The school, their parents and the NCC all set out search parties but nothing was found." Ric indicates as he pushes the files towards me.

I open the missing file of the two girls, how could someone just take them and torture them, beat them and not give a shit. They even killed the dark haired girl. Who in their right mind would do such a thing. I trace my hand over the picture of Elena, she was so young, so innocent that it broke my heart. She was just 18 years old, 17 at the time she was kidnapped.

"Any thought of where she might be?" I ask curious to what he might have found out.

"No, I don't even know if she's still alive. But we did find a pair of footprints that lead to a nearby house. Detective Forbes went to check it out." Ric says and I just think I shat myself. Those belonged to me and Elena, and they lead to that fucking monsters house. That meant that they would only find him sooner than later.

"Fuck Ric, this is just fucking mind blowing. What else did you find or don't I really want to know?" I ask not sure if I even wanted to know.

"This was one sick mother fucker Damon. And the thing is. I'm not even sure if it was just one person that did this." I knew the monster was one sick mother fucker, Elena was living and breathing proof of this. "We did a few autopsies and we found the woman well girls, they range between the ages of 16 to 20, they were beaten and tortures, and raped and …" My mind shut of completely when that last word leaves his mouth.

The girl curled up in my bed was through hell, how could people do that? How can a person condone to beating a woman much less take her against her will. This made me feel a lot better for killing that fucking monster. My guilt would not haunt me about this sick mother fucker anymore. What he had done to Elena was unacceptable.

"Damon… are you listening?" Ric asked and I snap back to reality.

"What were you saying?" I say shaking my head from side to side all this information was overwhelming.

"I said, 4 different samples of semen was found in each and every girl and they matched all the bodies." All blood drained from my face as I looked towards Ric. 4 different samples, which would mean there were 4 men, 4 men that had done this to poor innocent defenceless girls. I grounded my teeth together and brought my fist down on Ric's desk.

"Fucking sick fuckers!" I yell out and I'm sure the people outside of Ric's office could hear me and I couldn't give a flying fuck. Ric looked up from the desk that I just punched and his eyes went wide. He had never seen me like this before. I was beyond livid at this stage.

"Detective Saltzman, come in. Detective Saltzman come in." It's his police radio blasting from the other side of the desk and we both look towards it.

"This is Detective Saltzman." He replies into the radio and we patiently wait for the reply from the other side.

"This is Detective Forbes, I followed up on the footsteps, it lead to 469 Maple Avenue. The house belongs to a Mason Lockwood." If this could not get more complicating by the minute. First they are looking for Elena now they are at my brother's murder's house and they are bound to find him dead.

"Continue Detectives Forbes." Ric talks into the radio but it doesn't seem that Ric has put two and two together yet that this is the man that killed my brother.

"We are now going to enter the house, it seems that no one is home. I'll call you later with feedback." Detective Forbes says into the radio. I'm not sure if my heart is beating or if it's just beating faintly. I need to pull myself together or he will suspect something and I don't need Detective Saltzman investigating my suspicious behaviour just yet.

I grab a copy of the missing person's report of Elena and I hide it in my pants pocket. I would need to show her this. To show her that there was someone looking for her. That she was not alone. But how could I send her back, she would tell the police what I had done. My heart sinks.

I look to the docket, at any indication that we might have left anything behind except the footprints, and to my surprise there was nothing that could indicate that we were there, no other evidence. I look at the investigation dairy and I start to read what Ric has found up to so far except what he has already told me.

I come to the second page of the investigation dairy and my eyes go wide. Each girls, ring finger were cut of post mortem. I know if Detective Forbes entered that house she would not only find the body of Mason Lockwood but the missing fingers as well.

"Ric I need to go, I'm sorry but I just can't stay, this is making me a bit sick." I say pushing the docket back towards him. I couldn't stay and wait for anything. I needed to go, I needed to get back to my apartment where Elena was.

"Are you okay Damon? You look pale." Ric is about to stand but I stop him with the showing of my hands.

"I'm okay. I just need to go!" I say a bit harshly as I raise from my seat and before he could say anything else I am out of the door bumping into yet another Detectives that I know.

"Shit, look where you go bro." Detective Enzo says and I just nod my head.

"Sorry Enzo, I need to go." I say a bit more franticly as I pass him and rush towards my car. Once in the confines of my car I take a deep breath, why was everything so complicated? Why does it have to be this way? I mean I didn't want this to happen. I never wanted any of this to ever happen.

I pull out the missing persons print out of Elena and I look at the picture of her smiling face, eyes bright as she stares back at me. The people who had done this to her must pay for what they had done to her, they stole the light that was inside of her. I only knew the story from what Ric had told me but I needed her to tell me what they did and if what Ric said was true.

If I could get my hands on them then I would kill them as well without a second thought. I would kill each and every one of them just to know that they would never hurt another girl in their life ever again. It made me sick, truly sick. I couldn't believe this.

I take a deep breath, I need to calm myself and I needed to focus on what I was going to do now. I'm sure as soon as Caroline, I mean Detectives Forbes enter that house she will find the dead body and she will find the fingers and she will give feedback to Alaric, and one thing will lead to another. I was fucked and I tried so hard to make sure that they wouldn't know that it was me.

Fuck.

I started up my car and I slowly started to make my way towards my apartment. I needed to talk to Elena, I needed to make her understand that I did this for the greater good. I just needed her to understand, even if the police found out that I had killed Mason Lockwood I just needed Elena Gilbert to understand.

I got to the apartment and I started to make my way up the stairs with the printed missing persons report safely in my hand. I can't explain how scared I actually was. Not only to confront her with the truth but for others to know the truth as well. I lightly knocked on the door and I patiently waited for her to unlock the door. There's silence but somehow I know that she's in there and that she's listening. She needs to make sure that I am here.

"It's me Damon Salvatore." I half whisper and I know she can hear me, she heard me last time. It wasn't even a few seconds later and the lock clicks and to my surprise she throws open the door, her eyes wide with worry and a hint of fear as she stares at me. "What's wrong?" I ask, now I am clearly worried about her.

She just stares at me before she takes a few steps back and I take this as an opportunity to move into my apartment, closing the door behind me, which a flick of my wrist I lock the door, something about knowing there were more than one person involved made me a bit paranoid, so I would rather be save then sorry.

She just stares at me before she dashes towards the kitchen counter, it seems that I might have interrupted her breakfast. "I'm sorry if I interrupted you." I say as I slowly walk towards my couch and take a seat, she doesn't even bat an eyelash as she slowly eats. It's like I didn't even say anything at all.

I would wait until she has finished her breakfast until I speak, or question her. But I needed answers to my questions today, now. I patiently wait until she finishes everything in her plate and then she looks towards me. "Where did you go?" she softly asks. I look towards her and I extend my hand with the missing persons report in my hand. She stares at me but she doesn't seem sure as she looks at the piece of paper in my hand. "What's that?" she asks.

I'm not sure if I should stand up and take the piece of paper to her or if she would come and fetch it, I'm not even sure if she still has my firearm with her, if she was pointing it towards me under the table where I could not see. When she doesn't make an effort to move I slowly stand up and I move towards her my hand reaching out to her with the piece of paper.

"I'm trying to figure out what's going on." I reply, she raises a brow at me. As soon as I am in reach she carefully takes the piece of paper and she turns it the right side up, all blood fades from her cheeks as she gasps and her other hand rises to cover her mouth as she stares at the piece of paper in shock. "I called my friend last night, he works for the police and I told him about the bodies we came across." She raises her eyes towards mine and I know what she wants to ask. "I didn't tell him about the house or the guy that held you captive. I didn't tell him about you." I say and her eyes just go wide.

"You… you told the police?" she asked and she almost seems frightened.

"I didn't tell him anything about you, I swear. I just told him I was out walking a friend's dog, the dog got of the leash and ran into the woods and that's when I found the bodies. I couldn't just leave all those girls there, they have family and friends looking for them, they need closure." I say but her breathing is erratic as she stares at me not taking her eyes off of me. "I told him to keep my name out of it as well. No one will ever know we found the bodies or that you are with me." I say trying my best to stay calm, she needed me to be calm at this moment.

"But what if they find the dead man and all the blood and everything in the cellar of that house!?" she franticly asks and I get why she's so worried. I truly understand but it won't help getting worked up about it.

"I cleaned the cellar. They will only find a guy who might have committed suicide." I say, I can see her breathing starting to calm down as she removes her hand from her mouth and she looks down to the paper in her hands. Her hair wasn't as shiny and her eyes didn't have that light in them that they had in the picture. She looked paler then she had in the picture, even thinned which was not a good sign, she looked under fed but clean. She looked better then how I found her yesterday.

"That's where you were last night?" she asked and I nodded my head in confirmation. "And this?" she asks pointing to the piece of paper in her hand.

"I went to my friend to find out anything I could. Sorry but you weren't really talking and I didn't know what to do," I say pulling my shoulders up because I know that she still won't understand. She'll keep on questioning me on why I do things and for what reason. "Elena.." I say and her eyes flies up to meet mine. Did I just overstep my boundaries with her?

"What?" she asks like she acknowledges that I had called her name but not in a way that she wants to know why I called her on her name.

"I told you my whole story, I need you to tell me what happened." I say and she just tilts her head to the side.

"Seeing that you already know so much about me why should I tell you?" she asks and I understand why she's so resistant and she doesn't want to help me but I needed to know and I needed to understand before I could make her understand.

"What I know is that you and your friend were abducted on your way towards the NCC. What I know is your friends' story that she had been tortured and raped and beaten and when all the fun and games were over they killed her and dumped her in the woods. And that would have happened to you to but I killed the guy before he could kill you. Now I need to know what happened to you. I need to know who did this." I say and I am trying to be calm and patient as I rant to her but this only seems to frighten her more as she takes a step back because I know I hit home with all my words. "Tell me how many were there?" I ask and she just shakes her head from side to side.

"I can't…" She starts and I need her to open up to me I need her to tell me what happened. Even thou I knew there were four men I needed to hear it from her mouth, and with her help we needed to identify these men and we needed to capture them. Put them where they belong.

"Why can't you? I'm on your side, I want to help you." I say and her eyes soften when she hears this.

"Why?" she asks.

"Because the people who did this to you needs to pay whether they rot in jail or I slit each and every one of their throats, what they did is pretty fucked up and they need to pay." I say.

"How can I trust you?" and I feel a bit taken aback by her question.

"Have I given you any reason not to trust me?" I know I raised a valid point there.

"No." she replies and I give her a lopsided smile almost winking at her but I stop myself.

"Then let me help you." I say almost pleading to her.