Chapter 9

"Emma? How are you here?" I whispered.

"Well, I got turned 9 years after I met you, and every day I never forgot your name or spoke of you. But one day, walking down the same street going to the same store, someone grabbed me, started sucking the life from my neck. But then this person had begun shoving liquid down my throat.

The next thing I knew I was awake in the ally. So thirsty, I knew I'd become a vampire.

I've searched the whole world for you, never finding you!" She had begun to cry. "But I couldn't find you, ever. And you were the one I needed. I asked around every place I went and most said you had been there in the past but left a long time before."

I was still frozen in his doorway but, I snapped out of it and pulled her to me into a hug. She cried and cried.

"I'm here now and I'm never going to leave. I promise." I whispered to her.

"Well, I need your help. People are after m-"She stopped and begun holding her head as if having a major migraine. An ear-piercing scream filled my ears. I noticed as Emma's it was the same as the one she had when she was 4.

I picked her up, and she was still crying and holding her head. I ran to Damon and yelled "GET BONNIE!"

I ran to Damon's room and laid her on the bed. "Emma, are you okay?" I asked once she stopped screaming.

Bonnie came rushing in followed by Damon, Stefan, and Elena. "Who is this?" Bonnie asked.

"Long story short, somebody I saved and I think of her as a sister or daughter. So please help!" I said quickly, Bonnie nodded and went over to Emma, putting her hand on her forehead.

Bonnie stood there for a minute, but then snapped out of her trance with a gasp.

"She is in some trouble; she has witches, vampire hunters and other vampires after her over nothing." Bonnie whispered. "But the best I can do is put a spell over her mind and body to keep the witches from harming her. But the rest, I can't do anything about. I'm sorry." Bonnie whispered.

"Just do it! Make her stop hurting! Please!" I gasped out when she started screaming again.

Bonnie put her hands on either side of Emma's face, and began speaking in what seemed like Latin.

Once she was done, and Emma stopped screaming, I ran over and hugged Bonnie.

"Bonnie thank you!" I said, Emma was sleeping peacefully on the bed.

"Your welcome." She said sleepily.

"Elena? Stefan? Will you drive bonnie home?" I asked.

"Yeah, but were coming back later, and you have to explain." Stefan said, and I nodded.

I sat next to Emma on the bed and waited for her to wake up. Damon had gone to tell people the party was over since it was almost 1 am now.

Emma gasped and sat up. Looking around she started to cry again.

"Oh Emma, don't cry its okay. Shh." I whispered as I pulled her into my lap.

"Thank you. Thank you. You didn't need to help me. I'm just a kid, but you did." She whispered.

"Emma, ever since that night in the ally, I've thought of you as my child. I never expected to see you again. I'm going to help you any way I can." I said.

She smiled and hugged me. I sat there with her for what seemed like hours. She told me about her years of searching for me. Never stopping, then getting attacked while hunting by the witches, and vampire hunters. They took her tied her up, and tortured her, but she got away, and heard from other vampires about this town. She came here and found me.

I listened to her stories and she finally fell asleep around 4. I carefully got up and walked down the steps to find it completely normal. No fake blood, no spiders, nothing.

"Damon, I was going to help you. You didn't have to do all of this. It makes me feel bad." I said as I walked into the living room and sat next to him on the couch.

He put his arms around me and pulled me close. "I don't mind. Now tell me who the child is, and why we went through so much to save her?" He questioned.

So I told him, everything from, how I saved her from Scarlet, to how she was attacked.

"And now she's going to stay, I'm going to tell people she's my little sister. Even if she feels more like a daughter to me." I told him.

"Okay. Whatever you say." He replied, before he kissed me softly.

I fell asleep there on the couch in Damon's arms. I woke up though when I heard someone coming down the steps.

I opened my eyes to Emma leaned over staring at me.

"Morning Emma." I whispered. She smiled. I got up carefully making sure I didn't wake Damon.

I followed Emma into the kitchen. "How'd you sleep?" I asked.

"Okay." She said as she sat down on the island.

"That's good, here drink this." I handed her a mug of blood.

"Thank you." She smiled. I took in what she looked like now. Her dark brown hair curled slightly a little past her shoulders, her questioningly green-blue eyes. She was adorable, a lot more grown than she was back as a child.

"What do I have a blood mustache?" She laughed because I was staring at her.

"No" I laughed "I was just thinking of how much you've grown."

"Well duh I'm like 100 years old." She giggled. I smiled and shook my head, just as Stefan and Elena came in the doorway.

"Hi! I'm Emma! Sorry for ruining your party last night." Emma jumped in front of them, and smiled.

"Hello, I'm Elena, and you didn't ruin anything honey." Elena smiled at Emma.

"And I'm Stefan, Damon's brother." Stefan muttered.

Emma beamed a big smile before, walking back to her seat at the island.

"Today I have to go and sell my lovely apartment, and get a larger place. Emma needs a room, and I also have to go and enroll her in 9th grade." I told them. They nodded. "Emma, wait in here with Stefan and Elena while I go get Damon up."

I walked into the parlor and went over to Damon's sleeping form on the couch.

I kissed him on his lips until he became responsive, flipping me so I was under him.

I pushed him off me. "Sorry babe, we have lots of stuff to do today, including moving my apartment! What fun?" I laughed. He grimaced.

"Why?" He whined, as he got up and started to the kitchen.

"Because mine is only a 1 bedroom, and Emma is going to stay she needs a room." I said.

"Why don't you both stay here?" He said, I had to admit it was a good idea.

"Well, because if I live here, I'd sleep in the room with you and it doesn't have enough color in it." I told him.

"Oh, common Faye, I just asked you to move in with me. Please?" He pleaded.

"Okay, but I get to re-decorate your whole room. Add a little color." I told him.

"But my room is perfect!" He argued, we were in the kitchen now, the others staring at us.

"Well if you want me to come live here with you, then you have to let me re-decorate your room." I argued back.

"Fine. But get rid of any of my things and you will regret it." He muttered and I smirked.

"Oh what are you going to do? I'm older than you." I heard, Stefan, Elena and Emma all stifle giggles.

He grumbled something uncomprehendable. I smirked, and went over to the fridge.

"Elena, you think Damon's cooking is good?" I asked she nodded. "Well, I'm about to feed you the best food you have ever eaten."

I began cooking an Old Italian breakfast I'd learned when I was in Italy the first time.

I pushed the plate in front of Elena, who looked at it uneasy.

"Oh, Elena. I'm not going to poison you, just eat." I told her, she took a small bite and her eyes lit up before she ate it all.

"Faye! That was the best food I've ever tasted." She exclaimed and Damon frowned. "Sorry Damon but its true."

"Well, Faye was always the cook; even the mud pie with worm sprinkles she made when she was 7 wasn't all that bad." He smirked at me as I grimaced.

"And your Slug city wasn't too bad either." I fired back at him.

"Mud pies? Slug cities? If our fathers only knew what you two did when you spent all day by the falls, and why you all both came back caked in mud, they would have been furious." Stefan said, he had went and stood by Elena by now.

"Damon? Stefan? What did Faye look like as a child, like when she was 5?" Emma asked.

"Black hair like it is now, but she had it so long it came past her butt, in those cute waves. The always questioning green eyes, but they were wider, and wilder back then. Small, only like 4", when me and Stefan were around 4"6." He smiled, and Stefan nodded in agreement.

"What about Damon and Stefan?" Emma asked me.

"Black hair, styled almost just like it is now, adorable. His eyes still a beautiful blue, but his as well were more wild, and rambuncus. Super hyper. And that was Damon." I smiled. "Stefan, on the other hand, had light brown hair, and it was pretty straight, unlike Damon's little curls, His green-ish eyes mature for a 5 year-old. Calm, he liked to read a lot. He was always the adult, Damon may have been the oldest, but he was always the childish one. Stefan was always like a brother to me."

"Aw you all sounded so cute!" Elena said, and Emma nodded, they both smiled.

"Okay enough with the walk down memory lane. I need to go sell my apartment and you Emma, need to go furniture and paint shopping." I said.

We went to my house and I compelled the owner of the apartment that I never lived there, and I took all my stuff putting it in storage.

After we finished that, I took Emma to the mall and she picked out all the things she wanted, her room was to be based on the colors Electric blue, white and a purple-ish color.

I grabbed some colors for Damon's room and we went back to the boarding house.

"What room is mine?" Emma asked when we got there.

"Um, I don't know, ill be back." I said "STEFAN! ELENA!" I called.

"Stefan went hunting. What you need?" Elena said coming down the steps from Stefan's room.

"I need a room for Emma." I said to her.

"Oh, she can have my spare one. It's the only other one with a working bathroom in it. I sleep in Stefan's room anyway." She smiled; I smiled back and thanked her.

I took Emma up to her new room and she started decorating, I left her to that and head to Damon's room.

He was lying on the bed inside, asleep. I smirked and went over picking him up vamp-speed and speed him out the door, down the steps, and outside. I laid him on the porch, walked back inside and locked the door. Not that that would make any difference.

I went back to his room and Painted his white walls trim black. Then put the sheets from my old room on the bed, their black, purple, and white swirls looked familiar. I took out the carpet so the floor was all hardwood.

I was finished in 20 minutes, since I used my immortal gifts. I stood there admiring my work, when I heard Emma send an ear piercing scream through the silence of the house.

I ran to her, she was on the floor with a human on top of her, Vampire hunter, about to shove a stake through her heart, she was muttering 'no. no. no. Please don't.' over and over.

Without even thinking, I ran over and sank my fangs into his throat. Ignoring the pain in my body from the vervain spiked blood, I took only enough for him to pass out, and I got up and staggered back.

I screamed for someone, and Damon came rushing in, "Kill him, and help her." I choked, the vervain taking effect in my body.

I felt myself fall to the floor and pass out. I could veigly hear, Damon stabbing the man in the heart and I could smell his blood pour onto the floor. Then I could hear Emma's breathing get better and better with each second.

As I fell deeper and deeper into unconsciousness, I lost all my ability to hear or smell anything.

"When will she wake up?" I heard a small voice, Emma, ask.

And another small voice, Bonnie probably, whisper, "I don't know."

I could hear them talk, and hear Emma's soft sobs. I wanted to tell her it would all be okay. I wanted to pull her into a hug and soothe her, like any sister or mother would.

I laid there for hours, before I blinked a few times and sat up gasping.

"Mommy!" Emma yelled, but then she looked away, embarrassed that she had called me 'mommy'.

I smiled "No, come over here. No need to be shy. I don't mind." I said a little hoarsely.

She walked over and sat down, she looked a mess. Hair pulled up in a messy bun, old pair of my sweat pants and a plain black tee-shirt, no make-up, she looked like she was frantic with worry.

"It's going to be okay. I promise. I won't let anyone kill you. Ever. I'll make sure nothing happens to you." I whispered in her ear, as I brushed stray hairs for her face, in my worthless attempt to soothe her.

"But I am so scared!" she sobbed and I pulled her to me and she buried herself into my neck. I could feel her tears soaking my shirt.

"I know, trust me I know." I whispered to her. I watched as Damon walked in with a mug full of blood and set it down on the nightstand. He sat down on the edge of the bed.

Emma sat up and whipped her tears from her face and stood up to go to the bathroom. She may have only been 13 when she was turned but she looked at least 16.

"Damon, did you kill him? The guy who tried to kill Emma?" I asked Damon when she was in the bathroom.

He nodded and I pulled him up next to me on the bed. He kissed me softly.

I watched him grab the mug and hand it to me. "Drink. You need your energy." He smiled.

I chugged the mug and handed it back. Emma was back by now and sitting back in her spot across from me.

"Emma? Are you okay?" I asked she looked frantic.

"Yeah, it's just I feel like I need to get out. It's so cramped in here." She laughed. I smiled and lifted my eyebrows.

"There's a party at the grille we could go." I suggested, and she nodded.

"Damon?" She looked over to him and he shrugged.

"Looks like it's the Grille for us tonight." I smiled.