/The title is the name of the song I listened to and what kind of inspired me in a weird way for the story. It's by Band of Horses. Its an amazing song that can be interpreted so many ways.

Chapter 11

"Damon drop it", Stefan warned.

"No Stefan, not anymore how can you call this man your father when he killed you own mother" Damon screamed.

"Admit it Damon your jealous"Stefan shot back.

"Ha", Damon laughed hysterically at his brother. Mikael now sat up in the bed barely paying any attention to the conversation, he looked worst than when Damon first walked in. Stefan noticed but wanted to get rid of Damon first.

"Damon he's dying, just let him rest in peace", Stefan pleaded.

"You didn't match"? Mikael asked, partially out of breath. Stefan face grew grave all the anger and hate he held for Damon left in an instant. He wished more than anything to be the one to save his father.

"I'm sorry Dad, but no". Stefan apologized he walked over to his fathers bedside. His eyes red vision blurred he sat on the bed next to his father. Mikael didn't say anything, he didn't want to say anything. He had 4 sons and none of them had been a match. Mikael believed it was the universe's way of catching up to him and everything he had ever done. Well if so fuck you too Mikael thought back to it.

"A match for what"? Damon asked. As quickly as the rage left it returned to Stefan from the sound of Damon's voice.

"Just leave go, its just pathetic how you always hang around us. When none of us want anything to do with you Salvatore. Not my father and especially not me. I wish you died alongside her", Stefan exploded at Damon.

It had hit Damon like a 50 ton rocket crashing into him at the speed of light. Is this what Stefan had always thought of me? Damon asked himself. He had made a promise to his mother, to never let Stefan forget his roots yet once again he failed at that too. Damon watch his baby brother take off in a rage swearing up and down. His green eyes what use to be exact replicas to their mother had now turned into something that partially scared Damon. His face dark eyes wild with fury his mouth spitting out harsh words so perfectly as if it had years of none stop practise. For the first time in a long time Damon was seeing clearly. This wasn't a temper tantrum that his brother was having no this was his brother showing his true self. All those times where he chalked it up to his stupid temper tantrums had they all been this bad? Damon asked himself.

Stefan took a swing at his brother. Damon easily countered the punch and pushed Stefan to the ground pinning him down but not hurting him. "I hate you", Stefan screamed over and over. Damon noticed a nearly invisible scar on Stefan's right hand. Damon could feel a new set of memories flush though his head. The way Stefan treated Elena in her room. What he did to her at Alaric Saltzman's house. "Oh my god", Damon spoke in realization. Damon had blocked out so many of the signs. As did his mother, believing Stefan to be the good one. Damon could remember his mother saying "Damon you're already damaged". His mother failed to make eye contact with her son. "But Stefan he is good we have to protect the good". But he wasn't good. His mother was blind to it, Damon was blind to it.

"Why did you kill her"? Damon asked Mikael already knowing the answer now

"I hate you, I will kill you", Stefan continued to scream. Trying desperately to get out from under Damon's hold. Damon looked up to find the old man looking down at Stefan tears in his eyes threatening to fall at any moment. Damon was yanked off Stefan and thrown to the floor himself, he didn't resist. His face scrunched up into a pained expression. His mouth strangely hung open his eyes tight but gazed. The woman that was at the center of his universe still at the center of his universe was wrong. His mother was wrong, everything that he went though, that he put up with was for nothing.

"You have done enough Salvatore, I would like to spend my last few days with my family in peace". Damon rose, his mind racing trying to find a way to get Elena out of this. It won't be for nothing, not anymore he thought to himself.

"Then I guess I qualify", Damon spoke. His voice cracked his eyes were distant unfocused.

"Damon that's enough", Klaus started to push Damon towards the door.

"Ok but your father's death is going to be on your hands", Damon added.

"Wait", Mikael spoke. His cold blue eyes fixed on Damon's. Mikael more than anything in the world wanted to live. He would not be able to rest peacefully knowing that he didn't try everything. "How is it that you can stop this"?

"Well there is one son you haven't tried.

"Dad he's lying", Stefan spoke up.

"Quiet boy", Mikael spat at Stefan. "Call the doctor Klaus", Mikael ordered. Klaus started to argue but stoped thinking better not to. Klaus left the room, leaving Damon, Stefan and Mikael alone again. A thicke suffocating silence filled the room like a smoke making it especially hard to breath. Mikaels head spinning from the new information. But part of him had already accepted it although a larger part of him didn't. Some how he wasn't shocked by this. "Why?" Mikael asked.

Damon could remember the horrified look on his mothers face that afternoon he yelled at one of his classmates. "You stupid boy", Damon screamed at his friend. "Pick it up you, are not leaving here until you get it right". Damon's spotted his mother, a smile broke out onto his face. Wanting to show her that he was the kid in charge on the playground. He expected to see her smile proudly but instead he watched the blood leave her face and her green eyes fill with terror. Damon instantly grew scared unsure on why his mother had reacted like that. "Oh no Damon you can't turn into him". She spoke quietly to him. Sitting in the back seat of their town car.

"Turn into who"? A 5 year old Damon asked.

"You father", she answered. "He's not a nice man".

"But why not?"

"Because its bad, you don't treat people like that".

"Why not, somone needs to be incharge".

"No, not always you do stuff togeather as a team" his mother tried to explain. Damon rolled his eyes like he had seen his father do when his mother would talk. She noticed and grew silent.

"Your suppose to think like that your a woman, but I'm a Mikaelson I have to be in charge". Damon said to his mother. That's when she slapped him. The driver saw it through the review mirror.

Later on that day Mikael called her into his office where Damon sat on Mikaels lap with a tear struck face.

"You hit my son, why?"

"He was being rude, and he is my son as well". Lorena replied. She took a step back already knowing what was to come. Damon sensing the situation, just realized the damage he had done.

"I was father, I was being rude and mean. I'm sorry mommy I'm sorry", Damon quickly apologized. Lorena failed to look at her son, angry at herself for being so careless.

"Now Damon, don't apologize you didn't do anything wrong". Mikael said patting his son lightly on the back. "Your mother on the other has to be punished".

"I do need to be punished,I did do something wrong, and it wasn't hitting my son. You aren't his father". Lorena lied. Mikael at first remained silent. "There was a man it was just once I don't know how it happened but it did, I knew he wasn't yours when I saw the birth mark on his lower back. His father has the exact same one". Mikael leaned Damon over and looked at the birthmark himself. It was a strange shape almost like the outline of a crow.

"Because she didn't want me to turn into you". Damon replied.

"But the DNA test"?
"She bribed the doctor to switch the DNA", Damon explained.

"You were always mine", Mikael spoke to himself.

"No I'm not, I'm a Salvatore you could never take that away from me no matter if half of my DNA came from you", Damon spat at Mikael.

"No it can't be he's lying", Stefan said not wanting to believe it.

"And your willing to do the operation for me"? Mikael asked. Damon looked at Stefan, a small feeling of satisfaction filled Damon at seeing his brothers face.

"That depends on Stefan", Damon answered.

"What is it that you want"? Mikael asked. Damon shifted his weight from one leg to another and crossed his arms. He also took in a deep breath and let it out slowly taking his time to answer the question.

"I want Stefan out of Elena's life for good, no contact with her family friends no one not to his son". Stefan remained silent hss green eyes shooting bullets right at Damon.

"Stefan"? Mikael asked. Stefan couldn't say no, although he wanted to so badly but he couldn't say no. Elena was suppose to be his until he grew board of her.

"We don't even know if he's a match or if it will work".

"Oh it will work", Damon reassured his brother smugly. Damon liking having the upper hand for once.

"How do you know"? Stefan asked.

"Irony, the son he disowned and made an outcast is the same one that came back a new man and saves his life, when the 4 brats he kept sat idly by and watched". Damon laughed out loud at the thought. "So Stefan what will it be"?

"He is my son, you can't keep me away from my son" Stefan argued.

"Actually yes I can you signed over all parental rights to me and well I'm his uncle so yes I can".

"Stefan are you hesitating to save your fathers life"? Mikael asked.

"No, of coarse not father, but we don't even know if it will work". Stefan answered chosing his words carefully.

"Stefan", Mikael warned.

"Oh plus you can't keep tabs on her either, no hiring anyone to do anything to her. And if she dies of un-natural causes I'm going to find all of you including Klaus and his family and I'm going to kill all of you". Damon promised.

"He won't Damon, son I won't allow it, Mikaelson don't hurt Mikaelson". Damon looked at Mikael not believing a word of it.

"Right, you would never hurt your own", Damon replied sarcastically.

"Not anymore" Mikael promised. "Stefan".

"Ok fine", Stefan held out his hand to shake it.

"I want it all in paper and signed by all of you before I do anything".