AN: Thank you to all that review on the last chapter! They made me smile and I'm sorry if there are any grammar, or spelling errors.I hope I answered most of the questions in this next chapter but if i didn't just PM me or write a review.

One more weekend of my course and then I'll be done, so hopefuly then I'll get more writing time in. Can you believe that July is almost over? It feels like it has just started!

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Ch. 6 – Let the Flames Begin

This is how we'll dance when
When they try to take us down
This is how we'll sing it
This is how we'll stand when
When they burn out houses down
This is what will be, oh glory
Let the Flames Begin – Paramore

Damon POV

I'm not exactly sure why I'm trusting Bella Mikael but I am. Maybe it's the trusting eyes, the calm demeanour, or even the wisdom in which she speaks and guides people but I do trust her. I think I'm going to blame it on the attraction I have to her through.

She's given me a lot to think about over the past two days. She's helped me see that I never really loved Katherine; I only loved the idea of being in love. But what I found out on my own is that I also loved the fact that I could cause my brother turmoil by being with his girl. This was a shocking discovery because now I'm doing it again with Elena, wanting her because my brother has her and because she looks similar to the girl that I thought I fell in love with.

I step out of the shower when I hear the news and am reminded of the fact that Rose is now dead. It's my fault that she is dead but I can't change anything. I'm still trying to process everything that has happened last night but I don't think I can do that without a drink.

Bella POV

I take a sip of my glass of rum and let out a slow, controlled breath. All the grief in this town is messing with my controlled emotions and is practically choking me. How can people who live here deal with this? Especially the people that are supernatural? Maybe it'll get better once everyone has grieved the people who Rose killed while she was experiencing the side-effects of the werewolf bite.

I don't turn from my seat as I hear Damon enter with Elena Gilbert; I just pretend not to notice them while I'm really paying attention to what they are talking about. It seems that Elena's biological father has shown up in town with information about how to keep Elena safe but no one really trusts him. From what I've read and heard about Jonathan Gilbert, I wouldn't trust him either but then again, I don't need to. I guess this means that I'll have to show myself to Elena and her friend sooner rather than later if I want to gain their trust. I can't believe that they still don't trust Elijah even though he's saved Elena at least once and gave her his word.

John walks away from Damon and then Damon, in true Damon form, stomps angrily towards the bar and me. He sits down with a huff and orders his usual, not even noticing that I'm sitting next to him since he's so wrapped up in his thoughts.

"Hey handsome," I say and smile as his head snaps towards mine as little too fast for human appearances.

His hard ice blue eyes soften a fraction when he sees me and I smile softly at him. He really is handsome and good underneath his tough exterior but I can't help but swoon a little at his bad guy act. I've had my fair share of good, brooding guys but they've always bored me after a few dates. But with Damon I can see us dating for a long time without getting bored of each other. These are just my thoughts though, he loves Elena and I won't date someone who loves someone else.

"You're going to die of alcohol poisoning if you keep coming here every day, you know." He says with his smirk.

"What about you?" I smirk back while inside my heart has melted just a little at his concerns even if I don't need them. "If I'm not dead already then I won't die anytime soon."

His expression falls into a confused face at my words, trying to figure out the hidden meaning behind them. His drink arrives and he downs it quickly before motioning for another. I take this time to really look at him.

Damon looks clean and put together but there is tension in his shoulders, forearms and jaw from already being given too much information too early in the day. His facial expression don't reveal anything since he's so practiced at hiding his emotions but in his eyes I can see a sadness that only comes when you lose a companion you really liked. Damon must not have really grieved Rose completely if he already looks ready to kill someone.

I put my hand on his right forearm and say just above a whisper, "Are you alright?"

"Where'd you get the idea that I'm not?" He says, hoping to confuse me.

"There is a sadness in your eyes that wasn't there yesterday." He stiffens up like he thinks that I'm going to pry into his personal life. "I'm not going to pry or demand answers; I just want you to know that I'm here if you want to talk."

Damon takes a moment to think. "Thanks but I'll have to…" he pauses as he notices something behind me. From the sounds behind me, it seems that Elena is motioning for Damon to join her to talk with her. "Take a rain-check." He finishes.

"Wait, here's my number. Call me when you want to talk, any time." I tell him as I write down my number quickly on a napkin.

He nods and then he gets up from his spot and goes to stand by Elena. I watch them from the corner of my eye as Elena tugs his into the washroom and then tells him that Caroline has been taken by Jules and some other werewolves. I groan and roll my eyes; this is why you don't try to make friends with werewolves.

I pay for my drink before high-tailing it out of there and going back to my house to have some blood mixed with vervain. You can never be too careful in a town that knows of the existence of vampires.

I blur towards where I can hear fighting near the clearing where the werewolves are staying for now. It seems that Damon and Stefan have held their ground pretty well, that is until Stefan doesn't hear a werewolf come up behind him and stabs him in the back. Stefan goes down hard on his right shoulder while his left hand goes to try and remove the stake.

Inside the trailer I can hear Tyler unlocking and helping Caroline out of her holding cage while Damon flips one werewolf and pulls out his heart. Damon starts to get up when Jules walks into his line of sight with a gun filled with wooden bullets. She quickly shoots him in the right shoulder, making him fall onto his back, groaning in pain.

I barely stop myself from just barging in and announcing my arrival. I have to think clearly, I remind myself, dumb decisions can kill. I take in a deep breath and then blur towards some of the remaining wolves and quickly tear out their hearts, a classic way to kill. I move onto the next wolf before the previous one even drops to the ground. I blur towards the vampire that is just about to stake Stefan and am about to tear his heart out as well but then he grips his head, crying out in pain. I snap my head towards the rustle of leaves by Jules' car and can make out Jonas Martin, Elijah's favourite warlock, making his way towards us.

I quickly survey the scene and decide that Damon, Stefan and Caroline are safe enough before blurring a hundred feet away and jumping up to the highest branches of a nearby tree. Jonas tells Caroline, Stefan and Damon to leave and they reluctantly do. I can just imagine how much Damon wants to go back and kill some werewolves while they are as vulnerable as they are now.

As soon as Jonas is gone, I go back to the wolf camp to see that Tyler is now gone and the werewolves are just beginning to wake up. I walk up to Jules and roughly grab her left hand in both of mine. I smile cynically as I slowly crush it in my tight grasp, ignoring her whimpering and pleading.

I let go of her hand and sit down on my haunches next to her. "I'd leave town if I were you because if you don't you will have a one-way ticket to your long and painful death."

She shudders in fear and I blur away from her before she can see my face and recognize me from the bar. I know that I shouldn't've hurt Jules like that but she is the one that was going to kill Damon and any of Elena's other friends.

I can't help but want to protect Elena and her friends. They all seem like genuinely nice and loyal people and one day I hope to fit in with their group. I haven't had a group of friends that have known of the supernatural for almost seven hundred years and that was only very brief because Niklaus then killed each and every one of them. He made them suffer since he thought that they knew where I was when they really didn't.

When I see Niklaus, I won't have any problems with shoving a white-oak stake straight into his heart.

I wake up the next morning to my phone ringing insistently. Groaning, I reach for it and answer the call.

"Hello?"

"About that talk, can you meet me somewhere?" Damon's smooth voice rumbles over the phone and I run my left hand through my matted hair, looking at the time.

"Sure, I'll meet you at the Grill in ten minutes." I hang up before he can say no and quickly get dressed.

Damon is outside of the Grill leaning on the wall waiting for me when I get there and leads me inside silently. Damon turns away from our usual spot at the bar and walks towards a booth filled with Stefan, Caroline, Elena, Bonnie, and Jeremy. I reach a hand out and grasp the sleeve of Damon's leather jacket, halting him instantly. He looks back at me with both eye brows raised and I immediately stand a little straighter under his gaze.

"I thought we were going to talk? Alone," I specify.

"Yeah but that was before I got stuck with babysitting duty. You should meet the gang, they're a hoot." Damon says, doing his weird eye thing.

I roll my eyes at his antics before speaking, "Okay."

Damon leads me over to the table where Bonnie, Caroline, Elena, Jeremy and Stefan are all seated.

"Bella, these are Witchy, Barbie, Elena, Sherlock and my brooding brother St. Stefan." Damon says with an eye roll.

I try to keep my face controlled but I can't stop the slight cure of my lips. "Gang, this is Bella."

The gang seems to be frozen in shock at seeing me, probably because I look similar to Elena. But thankfully I don't look exactly like her or else they would immediately know that I am a vampire. I'm not completely sure why I don't look exactly like Elena but that might be because I had my child before my transformation and I changed slightly in the looks department when I became a vampire.

Caroline is out-rightly glancing back and forth between Elena and I while the others and just taking quick peeks out from the corner of their eyes.

"So this is Damon's new drinking friend," Jeremy breaks the silence. "No offense but I pictured you more manly." He jokes.

I laugh. "Don't worry I've torn out more than a few hearts out in my life."

Stefan stiffens in his seat and shoots a meaningful look at Damon but Damon pretends not to notice it. An awkward silence descends again and I shuffle my feet a little in impatience.

"I'm sorry I'm staring but you look so much like Elena." Stefan says what's on everybody's mind.

"I hope I look even slightly like Elena since she's so beautiful," I direct the conversation away from myself easily. One thing I've learned over the years is that if someone ever asks a too personal question, just direct their attention by complimenting them or their friend. It always works, just like now.

Elena blushes slightly before inviting me to sit with them. I am welcomed into their circle and everyone chats about meaningless things. This feels so much more real and genuine than any of the relationships I built when I was in Forks. I smile as I think and hope that coming here was a good idea, even though I'm sure that Elijah will see me soon.

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