Damon: Thank you my lady
Me: Your lady? In your dreams.
To Be Continued…
Chapter 4
"Looks like Damon was right about you following him here. How did you get here Catherine? We've been monitoring everything that has gone in and out of Fell's Church." Stefan commented, looking very amused.
"I got here via the Blackjack express." I laughed at Stefan's expression.
" Just joking. Blackjack is a Pegasus. Percy loaned him to me to fly here."
"Inventive. Weird, but very inventive." Damon looked at me, and just kept looking.
"What?" I asked, starting to blush under his intense gaze.
"Nothing. I was just wondering why you reek of werewolf." Damon wrinkled his nose, as if to prove his point.
I sniffed myself and almost gagged. "You're right. I stink of werewolf. But how…" my voice died off. It was then that I recalled that I had seen something big, dark and hairy in the distance when I woke up. At first I thought it was just a figment of my imagination. Then I realized when I fell asleep; I must have been lying in the werewolf's nest!
"Hey watch out!" Damon suddenly shouted and I turned just in time to see a huge brown werewolf pounce on me. I tried to sidestep it but it was too fast for me. It had me pinned down in less than ten seconds.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my wood?" the thing asked me.
"I'm Catherine Carter. I'm here to see Damon Salvatore. Now, GET OFF ME!" I shouted in my mind, and the werewolf got stunned, letting go just enough so that I could wriggle out. Once I got out, I got this horrible headache, and fainted on the spot.
When I woke up, I was in Damon's bed, with a fresh change of clothes and the scent of lavender mixed with rose wafting around me.
"Hey sleepy head. You okay? You gave me quite a fright there, you know." Damon put his hand to my forehead and I sighed contentedly.
"Like that don't you? How about this?" He leaned over and kissed me, long and deep.
"I like the second one better." I told him breathlessly, me lips curving up into a lopsided smile.
"I kinda knew you would say that. Are you up for some visitors? The demigods are here. Along with some kids who claim they're your half cousins." I nodded and they entered, as if on cue.
"Hey seaweed brain. Thanks for the free flight." I acknowledged the demigods then turned my attention to the teenagers. One was a girl and the other a boy.
"Cahors or Deveraux?" I asked them, guessing that they were Deveraux, looking at their build. The girl had dark wavy hair with equally dark mysterious eyes and great figure. The guy looked like Dad when he was young, dangerous and wild.
"Deveraux."
"Cahors."
They both said at the same time.
"So, you're both my cousins?" I asked, confused at what was happening.
The girl spoke up first. "Yeah. I'm Arianne Cahors and he's Camden Deveraux, Cam for short. " Her voice was clear and loud, matching her looks.
"Hi…how did you find me? And why on earth are you guys here?" Still confused.
"Family Finder spell. We happened to be on the same train here and realized that we both were looking for the same person." Cam spoke up, and he had a rich voice that wasn't too deep.
"Err…okay. So you found her. What do you want?" Damon spoke up, putting his arm across my shoulder.
"We want two things. One," the girl ticked off her finger, "Why is it when we used our different family finder's spell did the you come out on both?"
"And two, " Cam interrupted, " Is where can we find other united Cahor-Deveraux?"
Painstakingly, I explained to them that I was born half Deveraux half Cahor. Then I went on to explain my family tree.
"So, that's it. You can find Holly and the others in San Francisco. I'll give them a heads up to let them know you're coming." They thanked me and disappeared into thin air.
"Riiiiing!" the phone rang before I could pick it up to call.
"Hello?" I sighed, knowing Holly would be nagging at why I didn't warn her.
"Hey Cathy. Did you know two kids turned up at my doorstep…" I listened to her nag on and on before I finally told her,
"Holly, I have to go. I'm sorry they turned up so suddenly. Bye." I put down the phone and addressed the demigods.
"You guys are here for…?" I let my question hang, knowing they would answer it.
"Here because we traced a monster, like a beast of some sort, here. It attacked camp yesterday and we want to trace it down."
"There is no monster here. You must have the wrong place." Damon told them coldly, as if they were just strangers.
"They can't kill he werewolf. Stefan and I need it to try and trace the source of the evil." He told me telepathically.
I answered him aloud. "You mean the thing that nearly killed me?"
"Yeah. We think that something dark is controlling it." Stefan informed us.
"So you need that thing to see if there are dark forces out there?" Nico asked, somewhat in disbelief.
"Nico, give it a break. We'll let you kill it when we're done. Okay? For now, can you help us trace the werewolf?" I rubbed my temples, as if my headaches were coming back. Damon's oiled hands took over, and the headaches went away.
"Thanks Damon." I leaned into him and watched the Demigods and Stefan plan a strategy.
"Shouldn't you be there?" I looked up from Damon's lap and into his dark bottomless eyes.
"Not really, I'm just there to do the hunting. No strategizing for me." He answered and started stroking my hair. I was about to fall asleep again when I heard a really loud crashing downstairs. I was jerked me wide-awake and that's when they appeared.
Suddenly, my headache exploded and I saw these solid black shadows floating around the room. I screamed in pain and terror, thinking, hoping to god that I was hallucinating. Then, the pain stopped. But the shapes were still there.
One of them opened its mouth and spoke to me, "You will avenge us all Catherine Carter of the Deveraux and Cahor covens. You have been chosen." The shape spoke in an eerie voice that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand, and they all disappeared, leaving me disoriented and with a killer headache. I looked around, and saw that no one seemed to have heard anything at all, except Damon. His eyes were wide with shock, and I knew he had seen what I'd seen. But before I could open my mouth he shushed me, and lulled me back into a dreamless sleep…
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Me: Wanna Catch a movie?
Damon: Anything you wish, my lady
Me: *Rolls eyes* whatever. Lets go.
