Author's Note: I am pretty impressed with myself. three updates in one day. I don't think this will ever happen again but it was fun while it lasted. I have to thank my inspirational music and the cast of Glee for providing me with this chapter. Thank you to those who have commented it is always appreciated. And I hope you all enjoy.

After some time the door finally opened and in walked Katherine. She had changed out of her casual dress into a cotton black dress that still didn't look quite right on her.

"Hello there, you all look like hell," she noted, a smile on her lips the whole time.

She moved over to Damon and examined him, "Especially you, when was the last time you fed?" she questioned.

"I'm perfectly fine," he grunted, his arms had gone completely numb and he could hardly feel the pain anymore. Though that was mostly because his body was beginning to become non responsive. He just would never admit to that.

"Suite yourself, I am sure that Elena would be very much to your liking," she taunted, moving over to Elena to slowly run her fingers through her hair, "I mean just look at her Damon, young, beautiful. She's everything you love in a woman isn't she?"

"Go to hell!" he said, using as much of his strength to say it. Her smile never faltered and her eyes grew darker.

"Only if you go," she said softly.

"What do you want?" he said sharply.

"Well the rest of my guests just arrived and I thought you three would like to see just who your captors were." Her eyes danced with mischief and Damon knew that what ever she was going to show them was just something to throw in all of their faces.

"Why don't you come join us," she directed to the open door.

The three stared at the door and waited, first to walk out was Pearl. No surprise there, Damon thought, she had always been loyal to Katherine. Then in walked Anna, she had her head down and I saw Jeremy's face fall. Guess he didn't know that his little girlfriend was evil. After that a smaller woman walked in, I didn't recognize her at first but then it hit me.

"Isobel," I spoke with surprise.

She didn't even look at me; her dark eyes were fixed on Elena. "Hello Elena," she spoke in an icy tone. There appeared to be no emotions coming from her, just this icy front. She clearly had been spending time with Katherine by the way she mimicked her actions.

Elena stared at her in shock; there she was her mother in the flesh. And to have to find out that she was on the enemies side, the ones that wanted her and the people she cared about dead. It was obvious that she was upset by the way she turned away from her.

"Anna," Jeremy said in a whisper, "I thought you were better than this."

"Jeremy it's not what you think," she pleaded.

"Of course it's what he thinks, she was just using you because I told her to," Katherine said viciously.

"No, that's not true, I love you Jeremy," Anna blurted out.

Katherine rushed to her and held her against the wall. Her hand clasping tightly around her throat, "It's about time you vampires learned that you can't just go around falling for humans," she stated coldly.

"But isn't that what you did Katherine," I called, "You fell in love with two of them and look at you now, you have none of them because they both hate your guts."

Her eyes turned to me and I saw that they were deadly black, in second she was standing in front of me. She slapped me once, my head lolling to the side, her eyes didn't simmer down. And when I stared at her and smiled, "Isn't that right love?"

"And to think I was considering making a deal with you, well you can forget it. You'll burn with the rest of them," she said before storming out of the room.

"Very mature," I called, "You don't get your way so you storm out. God what did I ever see in you," I wasn't sure what had brought all of this on. Maybe it was the fact that I could feel myself losing control, everything inside of me was threatening to shut down and I couldn't even stop it.

Pearl flashed me a dark look before walking out. Anna lingered a moment, her eyes pleading with Jeremy's, "Please don't hate me," she whispered before following her mother.

Isobel still stood there staring intently at Elena. "She doesn't love you," I noted. Her gaze finally broke away from her and darted to me, "Elena she doesn't give a crap about you."

"Damon stop it," Elena warned, "You'll get yourself hurt."

"Hurt, hurt," I said outrageously, "I'm dying, how could things possibly get worse than they are now!" I was definitely losing my mind.

"You really ought to listen to her," Isobel said turning to me. She threw something in my direction and then left the room, slamming the large door behind her.

I began laughing, "You watch yourself!" I called as I continued to laugh.

"Damon are you alright?" Elena asked cautiously.

"Do I look alright?"

She pursed her lips but didn't say anything else. Her gaze fell to something on the floor. "Jeremy," she said nudging him, "Jeremy untie me," she ordered.

He looked at her for a moment and then mechanically obeyed what she said. He united the cords from her hands and legs and then helped her up. "What is it?" he asked.

But she just ignored him and went over to where I was. She didn't come to me but went to something that was behind me. "She helped us," she finally said. I saw Jeremy's expression lighten but I couldn't see what it was that she had done.

"Would someone mind filling me in?" I asked.

Elena moved in front of me and I saw that she held a small knife. "I see, well would you like to do the honors," I said motioning to my arms.

She leaned up and began sawing at the ropes. Her neck was right in my face and I suddenly felt that hunger again. I fought to control it but then she moved close, her bare stomach touching me and I almost lost control. Luckily she managed to get it undone by then.

I fell and she tried to catch me, dumb move. We both went crashing down. My head slammed into her shoulder and I heard her cry out. "Some help would be nice," I growled at Jeremy who was just standing there looking shocked.

He came over and rolled me off of her. I heard her gasp as my weight was taken off and she coughed a bit, "Hush up, I'm not that heavy," I said.

I grabbed the knife that had fallen out of her hand and began undoing the cords around my ankles. When I was finally free from the influence of the vervain I felt my mind finally clear.

I began coughing as I felt the pressure of the vervain released. It was a definite relief to my body to be free from it. As I tried to sit myself up I found that I couldn't quite manage my own weight.

"Let me help you," Jeremy offered. But I thwarted his hand away and dragged myself to the closest wall. I used that to pull myself up into a barely sitting position.

"Are you alright?" I asked Elena, my eyes were beginning to droop so I couldn't quite make out her figure.

"I'm fine," she answered warily.

I felt her move closer to me, her hand resting on my forehead, "Are you ok?" she asked.

"Of course I'm fine, no need to worry about me," I assured.

"But you're pale as a ghost," she argued.

I rolled my head to face her, my eyes drooping lazily, "Elena I'm dead, of course I am going to look pale."

She was quiet for a moment but then I heard her move again, this time closer. "Don't come closer Elena," I warned. I could smell her blood from her previous wound and the burning came back.

I think she realized what was happening because the next thing I know she is pushing her neck at me, "Drink," she ordered. For a second there she actually sounded like Katherine.

"No Elena," I said pushing her neck away.

"You need it," she stated, "Now drink," she said pushing her neck closer to me.

"No," I growled, "I promised to take care of you, not drain you."

"Well how the hell are you going to take care of me if you can't even stand," she pointed out. When I didn't respond I saw her smile, she knew she was right and there was nothing that I could say to deny it.

"Elena it's not safe. I'm too thirsty, I don't know if I can make myself stop," I said helplessly.

"I trust you," she said, moving closer to me. Her eyes stayed fixed on me and I saw the fierce determination in them. Her face was inches from mine as she whispered, "I trust you." And then she pushed her hair away from her neck, it fell onto my chest and I felt the softness of it as it brushed my bare skin.

"Elena," I whispered, I wanted to fight the hunger. But the scent of her and just the pure fact that from the moment I laid eyes on her I had wanted a taste of her blood. I finally gave in and bowed my head to her neck. I hesitantly placed my lips on her neck. Before I sank my fangs in, I softly kissed her neck.

And then I began feeding. The feeling of her warm blood sliding down my throat was thrilling. I felt completely engulfed in her. She rested one of her hands on my stomach and I moaned softly. I could feel myself regaining strength. Her blood was completely intoxicating and it took all of my will power to finally pull away.

When I did she laid her head on my chest, I knew that she would feel weak. Especially since I had no clue how much blood Katherine had actually taken from her.

I bit my wrist and then lifted her mouth up, "Here, you're weak, this will help," I said, pressing my wrist against her lips. She was unwilling at first but her lips began slowly moving, and then I felt her hands grip my wrist as she began to drink more hungrily. I watched her with complete wonder as she suck from my wrist.

I could feel a bond building between us as we shared blood. Vampires only did this to show love, and though I knew Elena didn't love me. For these few minutes I just let myself feel her, let myself feel like she actually loved me back. And finally let myself love someone else.

And all I can say is that these were the best few minutes I'd ever experienced in my whole existence.