Hey guys! I'm sooo sorry it has taken me so long. The first days I wanted to write I had a writers block, i only could write a few lines a day and the days after that I just couldn't stop writing, so this story is a little longer than usual.
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I hear shuffling and low growls come from the space at the other side of the tomb. Panic finds its way to my system and my muscles tense.
Oh god, please, don't tell me they heard me, they smelt me. Please don't let them find out. I have to find a way to get to Damon, he will have to hear me. He just has to.
Damon, Katherine locked me in the tomb. The vampires are waking up. Please.
I just hope that….

A cold hand locks itself around my throat.

My mind is clouded and sometimes I swear I hear Elena's voice. It's not clear and just a whisper so I don't know what she's saying.
Damn it Damon! Does it matter what the voice is saying? Since when do you listen to voices in your head? Since when do you have voices in your head? You know Elena is safe, you know Katherine well enough to trust that Elena is safely at home and that Katherine wants to end it without bringing Elena into it. So stop it! Don't listen to your head, trust your senses.

Yes, trust my senses. Katherine won't harm Elena. As long as I'm playing her game she doesn't want Elena involved.
How am I going to play her game? That selfish bitch thinks that she can get me back, well obviously, she doesn't know me that well. The fact that I thought I loved her a century and a half ago doesn't mean that I will again. Selfish, selfish, selfish.
Yes, Damon. Katherine might be a selfish lying bitch but don't forget she is dangerous. She is your sire and you know it's hard, nearly impossible, to kill her because of those fucking blood ties. You have to find a way to distract her, distract her from her goal and then pull out your wooden stake. Distract her with vervain? No, no, that won't work, she will be expecting that move. You know the alternative, that can work out very wrong, very deadly. And if it will work out very deadly you know you will be heartbroken. Again. But you have to try…..
A very unpleasant voice shakes me out of my reverie.

'Damon, I knew you would come. You are always so loyal when it comes to me, aren't you?'

Yes, Katherine says it as it was a question. Another one of her things that she thinks makes her look innocent. But she's not. Far from. So she doesn't expect an answer. No, she doesn't allow an answer. But okay, two can play at that game.

'What can I say? I'm predictable, am I not?''

That's right, answer a question with a question. I know what I want, rather what I don't want, and I'm not going to beat around the bush to get it.
But it's Katherine. And Katherine doesn't like to be played with, toyed with. No, she wants those rights in her own hands. A hand that I used to love and cherish covers my throat. I can feel the pressure she's applying through my flesh.
'Now, now, Damon. Where is your charming and polite self? You know that's not a way to talk to me. It's rude. On to the important stuff. I gave you time to think, to ponder, what will it be?'

Another question where she doesn't allow an answer. There is only one answer that'll satisfy her. That one answer will lead me straight to a miserable life with a cruel, vicious women. Far away from the things that matter. Far from Mystic Falls. Far from the one that made me feel. That's not my answer.
I'll go straight to the end. A stake? Rip of her ring and wait until sunlight? None of those seem a very good option.

Katherine notices my distraction. I see her face turn from faking sweetness and innocence to pure malice. She has her hunting face on. If she can't have me by free will, she'll hunt me. Of course.

'I knew you were going to be difficult, Damon. You always have to make it hard on yourself. So I'm prepared to… convince you to come with me. I know that's what you always wanted, you just need al little… convincing….don't you? So I thought of something fun. Something that includes the tomb, how nostalgic and surprise, surprise! Your dear Elena.'

As soon as I hear Elena's name I have my hand around Katherine's throat and have her pinned against a tree. Probably not something she expected. Or something she did expect and wanted to happen.

'If you hurt Elena, Katherine, you'll have this tree through your chest in no time.'

'Oh, Damon, that's hilarious. You were always the aggressive one where Stefan was the 'let's talk it out' kind of guy. I always admired your aggression, that's something I love about you. To answer your question, I didn't hurt Elena. I think my friends in the tomb will take care of that.'

I can feel the anger flaring in me. I can't believe that lying, selfish bitch locked Elena in that tomb. The anger is building up and flowing towards my hands. I have to punch something. I punch a hole in the tree Katherine is standing against.
When I take my hand back I notice my fist is full with wood splinters. Some of them definitely long enough to pierce through a vampire's heart.
If this vampire has a heart.

'Damon, you can't kill me. You know you love me, you wouldn't kill your beloved would you?'

Another one of those 'I don't want an answer' question. Sickening.

'Dear, Katherine, you've made it your lives work to manipulate, to betray and to hurt the ones you encounter. And you expect me to love you? When you have manipulated, betrayed and hurt me like no one else ever has? No, Katherine, I never loved you.'

I see Katherine vamp out but before she can strike I have my hand shoved in her chest. When I take my hand back I feel her body grow cold. She died with her vampiric face on. How fitting. I let her body slump against the tree and take off her ring. She won't need it anyway. But I know someone who will someday.

Elena, Elena. Her voice in my mind. It was real. She was calling for me for help and I didn't do anything. I let her down. How could I?

In an instant I'm standing at the entrance of the tomb, my fists pounding against the hard stone, calling the name of the one who saved me. Now I have to save her.

My first reaction to having a hand against my throat is to scream. But all that comes out is a stifled sound.
He wants to drink my blood. He is going to drain me dry. I'm going to die without seeing Damon one more time. I'm going to die.

'Stop your resistance, girl. Believe it or not, I'm not trying to hurt you or drink your blood. Yes, sure, I want to drink your blood, but I need you for something else. You see, I prefer being outside and drink as much blood as I want to being stuck in the tomb with only one body to drink from. So you are going to get me out of here. '

I can do nothing more but just stare at the vampire who's keeping me in a tight death grip. What did he just say? He isn't going to drain me, I will live, see Damon again?
Yes, you stupid, you will live. But you have to answer now because he's starting to get angry and you know, with one snap of his fingers your throat will be crushed.

'Ehmm, okay? What do you want me to do?' I'll do anything just to live, to love.

'Well, that's the easy part. This tomb is designed to keep vampires from going out, but not designed to keep humans out. Downside is that I can't roll the stone away. But I figured, you look a lot like Katherine so one, or both, of the Salvatore brothers will come to your rescue. And it seems that I'm right because I can hear someone pounding on the stone right this second. So the stone will be rolled away, you step outside and you invite me outside. I can get out if I'm invited out, understand?'

'Yes, I do, I'll do it. But how can you now Damon will roll the stone away?'

'Ah, Damon is it? Yes, I could have known, obsessed about Katherine. Don't worry, he will open the tomb, he will. And if he's not, you know what I will do to you, don't you?'

Yes, he'll kill me. I already tried to call for Damon, but now it's a real critical situation. Please, please Damon, roll the stone away. Please. Just please.

I pound against the stone until my fists bleed. I let my head fall against the stone, and like I can hear Elena's voice from the inside I hear
he'll kill me….Please Damon…..stone away…..please…..
Just fragments of what she wants to say, but I know what she means. The bastard in there is going to kill her if that entrance stone isn't gone soon.
I put both of my hands against the edge of the round stone and push with all my force. First, the motion seems useless, the stone seems to heavy, even for vampires. But then, the stone rolls away very slowly.
Save Elena, I have to save Elena. And kill the bastard who's doing this to her. Kill all those vampires.

When the stone is rolled away I can see Elena's tear stained face and a pale vampire with both of his hands around her throat. Hand around her throat. He has his hand around her throat, the throat with those beautiful arteries, the arteries with that delicious blood. Elena. Kill him. Kill him. Do it.

I stare at the stone, hoping with all my power for it to roll away. Oh, please, roll away, let me see the blue sky, blue eyes. My prays are answered almost immediately. The entrance stone is rolled away very slowly, letting me show increasing amounts of sunlight with each movement. I feel my distress disappear. He's not going to kill me. Damon is standing there.

'Yes, I knew he would do as I said. Now you will step out and invite me out. Since the stone is not completely rolled away I can still do this. You didn't really think I would give you the chance to walk away without inviting me out, did you? I don't have much blood in me, but this I can still do.'

His pupils grew wide as he says
'You will step out and invite me out. You will not walk away until I'm out. If Damon is going to be difficult, you will beg him. Beg him to letting me out.'

My mind is blank. I can only repeat
'I will step out. I will invite you out. I won't walk away until you're out. If Damon is going to be difficult I will beg him to let you out.'

Like a robot I put one foot in front of the other to step out into the sunlight.

Elena. A feeling of relief washes over me. When the wave has hit me I notice. Something is not right. She doesn't look like herself. When I look her in the eyes I know, she was compelled. Probably compelled to let the vampire out. Can't let that happen, can we?

'Elena, listen to me. We have to roll the stone back into place. We can't let anybody out. Do you understand?'
Of course my pleas are completely pointless.

'Have to let him out. Damon, please, have to let him out.'

Maybe I can make sure she is unconscious while I roll the stone into place… No, Damon! You can't do that! It's Elena for god's sake!

'No, Elena, please listen! We can't let him out. He will kill the entire town, your friends to. You remember Elena? Bonnie and Caroline? And what about Matt? They will be killed if we let him out.'

I see her eyes become clear again. Normally I don't believe in religion but for now, thank you God. And I mean it.

'Bonnie, Caroline, Matt? No, Damon, we can't let them be killed! We can't let him kill the whole town!'

'No! You Salvatores, you really do ruin everything don't you? No wonder Katherine left. You ruin everything! Not just for yourselves but also for other people. You ARE going to let me out. I have to get out. You have no idea how it is in here! I have to get out of here, just, please, let me out. I won't kill anyone, I swear.'

'Maybe I would believe you if you didn't play the Katherine card. Because she is dead. And the 'you Salvatores ruin everything' not really smart either. And yes, you will kill. Maybe you will feel sorry after, but you will. And, I just don't like you. So, no, I'm not going to let you out.'

With those words I roll the entrance stone back into its place and leave the vampire on the other side pounding on the stone. Funny, I did that earlier, and I wasn't even locked in.

When I look at Elena I can see she won't be conscious for long. Tears streaming down her face. I was right, when I pull her into my arms, she loses conscience.

I look at Damon rolling the stone back into its place. My knees feel wobbly and I'm suddenly very tired but I have to know if Damon is alright. He did kill Katherine.
When I feel his arms around me I feel safe, and I know everything is alright. He is alright. My knees give in and I fall into a welcomed oblivion.

With Elena in my arms I climb through her bedroom window. I pull the blanket away and take her shoes of. I lay her on the bed and pull the blanket around her. She looks so peaceful, like an angel. Nothing like Katherine. Katherine still had an evil look on her face when she was asleep where Elena has a look of peace. Looking at her face, I feel sleepy myself. I kick of my boots and lay next to her, looking at her face. I fall asleep with the sight of my angel sleeping.
I sleep peaceful in the first time in my dead life.

I hope you liked it. Again, please review! It makes me write faster, if that's possible! And I don't really know how to continue from now on so if you have suggestions, please let me know!