A/N: Welp, here's that finale I've warned you about!

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Chapter 10: It's a Supernatural Thing

Third Person POV

Sunrise was approaching. The sky has begun to turn lighter, causing some of the clouds to show. There was a bit of rainfall, but it was surely picking up. Jeremy was getting ready for school as the two buddies continued to talk.

"So, you think this has a reason to do with me being an Augustine?" Enzo questioned.

"I think maybe as a vampire, you'd have faster responses… So maybe your amnesia was just really temporary, in your case," Damon replied.

"Hey Damon?" Jeremy interrupted.

Damon gave him a semi-angry look, since he was clearly talking to Enzo.

"What?"

"I kind of need to get to school."

"Oh fuck," he pauses, "give me a minute." He turns to Enzo once again, "just one second," he gestures.

"Not a problem."

Damon quickly goes to the bathroom and tries to call Matt. Thankfully, he answers.

"Hello?"

"Donovan, I was wondering if you could pick up Jeremy from my house right about now?"

"Hey to you too."

"Just shut up, and please get here."

"Call me crazy, but I think Damon Salvatore just said please. You guys, Damon Sa-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Damon exclaimed. "I get it okay. I'm not the nicest, but get your ass over here."

"Sounds more like the Damon I know and don't love"

Damon didn't reply to Matt. Instead, he hung up.

"Matt's picking you up, Jer."

"Good to know," Jeremy teased, "I'm glad you two can stay here together then. Alone…"

"Jeremy stop, we're just friends."

Enzo made a movement as if he was incredibly hurt by Damon's words – and he was. That word; friends… It hurt him more than anyone could imagine. Does he mean that? Enzo wondered to himself. Enzo cringed on the inside, not wanting to be here any longer. He continued to stare at Damon, being unable to process his thoughts.

"Okay, I'll go get dressed, then."

"You do that."

As Jeremy leaves, Enzo's eyes never left Damon. He wanted to scream at him. He wanted to shout. He wanted to crush his heart just as he had just done a few seconds ago. Just friends? We're just friends..? Enzo almost said those words out loud. He even mouthed the first few words in an attempt to try and say it aloud… but he couldn't. It hurt too much.

"So, what else do you remember?"

"I already told you," Enzo looked away, quickly.

"Hey, look at me." Enzo didn't budge. "Look."

"What?" He finally looked.

"I'm just trying to help."

"Okay, I get it. Can you leave me alone now? Am I free to go? Free to leave? I already have my memories back."

"Is this because I left you back there?" Damon looked him in the eyes, his own filled with sorrow, "because I really am sorry."

"You don't even know what you did. I'm not even mad at you for that. I even told you that – or at least the Augustine did."

Damon raised an eyebrow. How did Enzo remember what the Augustine told him?

"You remember?"

"Just forget it. Am I free to leave? I don't need any help anymore."

"If you want to leave, I'm not going to stop you." I've walked out on you before, Damon thought, so now you can too, without feeling bad for me…

"I assume my car keys are here?"

"They're in the kitchen. I'll go get them."

As Damon got up and walked towards the kitchen, Enzo sat up in his chair and wiped his dry face with both of his hands, making sure Damon didn't see him, before he did it. As Damon disappeared, Enzo got up and walked to the door, and stood by the knob. After Damon came back into view, he quickly looked at Enzo, who was now patiently waiting at the door, and tried to force a smile through his semi-teary eyes.

"In a hurry?" Damon's voice cracked, but he tried to hide it.

Enzo ignores the question and reaches for his car keys. "Thanks," Enzo took it from his hand after hesitating when their hands touched for those couple of seconds.

"Anytime."

Enzo turned and opened the door, and before they knew it, they were both tearing up, like the morning sky, as Enzo walked out.

"Enzo?" Damon barely could get out.

"Yes?" Enzo replied without turning.

"Be careful," Damon said before silently sniffling.

"Mmm," Enzo hummed as he glanced over his left shoulder, being careful not to show his eyes.

He left and Damon closed the door after him. He began to cry and tears were overflowing his face. These were two very different heartbreaks in (the worst) two days of his life. Not even Katherine or any other villain could compare to the bad day he was having. He began to let himself go, just as the rain had quickly picked up.

When Enzo heard Damon close the door, he stayed in his spot, frozen, unsure of what to do next. He looked up at the storming sky and started crying as well. He crossed his arms around his chest, to protect him from the rain. But he couldn't run away from this. Not yet. But he had to.

As he began walking away slowly, he regretted every step more and more, but he didn't stop. There was no reason to. They were 'just friends'. Enzo used that as motivation to keep walking farther and farther away.

Damon couldn't stop thinking about him either. Everything went silent except for the rain outside. He was so selfish with his own feelings that he had forgotten about the storm. He grabbed an umbrella and walked out of the house, pacing quickly, trying to find Enzo.

Enzo started walking faster and faster away, until he turned a corner that made his car visible. He was proud he made it this far… until he heard a voice.

"Enzo?" Damon shouted several feet away as he came to a stop.

"Over here."

Enzo came back into view and walked to Damon slowly, ignoring the splashing rain.

"You, um…" Damon gestured, until he realized that he wasn't actually lifting his arm to give him the umbrella.

"Yeah?" Enzo got his hopes up… Damon called him out in the pouring rain for a reason.

Everything was silent for a moment, yet again.

"You may want an umbrella," Damon said, looking down and lifted his arm up, hoping that his crying eyes were covered by the rainfall.

Enzo never looked down at Damon's arm to see the umbrella until now. He quickly frowned as he took it. An umbrella.

"Oh, um," Enzo looked down and forced a smile, "thank you."

An umbrella. A fucking umbrella. You're serious?

Enzo didn't realize he was saying these words aloud now. He felt it was just thoughts… but maybe Damon had that effect on him.

"Do you not want the umbrella?" Damon questioned as he looked up.

"I don't care for your umbrellas."

"Then what do you care for?" Damon looked into Enzo's eyes.

Enzo didn't reply. He just clenched his jaw, like a normal man would at a time like this.

Damon took the few seconds of silence as an invitation to move closer. He moved close, and not slowly at all. He quickly grabbed his face and kissed him in the falling rain. Enzo kissed back for what seemed like a millisecond until he pulled back.

"No, okay? No. You don't just do that and expect me to be putty in your hands. Especially when it means nothing to me."

"It means nothing to you?"

Even more silence filled the space between the two, which was merely a few inches. Damon spoke again, ignoring the soaked clothes on him and Enzo.

"You said the Augustine told me you weren't mad… You remember… How much do you remember?"

Enzo still didn't reply. He was good at that kind of manipulation. He thought it was better to not speak.

"So all of it… You didn't tell me?"

"I didn't want to cause more heartbreak."

"Why would there need to be heartbreak?"

Yet another silence… Enzo tried to talk but he couldn't, until Damon realized it.

"About… you and me. You don't feel the same way."

Enzo opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out… It's better this way, he told himself.

"Okay," Damon said as he reached for the umbrella in an effort to walk back inside. Enzo grasped it away from Damon's hands.

"Fuck the umbrella," Enzo said as he shoved it onto the street. Enzo was the one who grabbed Damon's face now. He quickly went in for a kiss and let Damon wrap his arms around his soaked waist. The rain felt refreshing for the first time this morning. As Enzo pulled back, he traced Damon's swollen lips as their breaths hit each other's mouths.

"I didn't know how to tell you I liked you and I knew it would cause heartbreak – my inability to get out emotions."

"Liked? With a 'd'? As in past?"

As Damon freaked out, Enzo laughed. "Shut up and kiss me."

Damon smiled and they kissed once again. Their mouths felt warm and there was real passion in the kiss – something the Augustine couldn't offer Damon. Something that wasn't just for sexual tension… it was something they've both waited for, for a long time… that first time they set eyes on each other. The rain felt so beautiful, and they felt the cliché when they both sensed how much they both loved kissing in the rain. They didn't stop making out when Damon picked Enzo up by the back of his upper thighs. Enzo wrapped his legs around Damon's waist and let him carry him. They were both soaked, but the warmth their bodies gave off was comforting. As Damon walked inside again, after turning the knob and opening the door, he dropped Enzo down to his feet. He closed the door and locked it and looked at each other. They were both incredibly soaked and were dripping a lot of water on the floor. They laughed at each other and continued to kiss until they pulled each other's shirts off. Their torsos were wet, but they both took time appreciating the other's body before going back to making out. As they pulled back, Damon's arms were still around Enzo's waist, who's hands were on his muscular, still dripping chest.

"Now what?" Enzo questions.

"Um," Damon looks around, until he thinks about something.

It's funny because they didn't realize that Jeremy had left earlier at all… it was like everything went blind except for each other's presence.

"We could…" Damon said, looking away from Enzo towards an object, before Enzo interrupted him by looking at the same thing, knowing exactly what he was referencing.

"Don't get any ideas," Enzo replied with a smile, as he turned back to him, hands clasped around Damon's neck. Damon laughed, and they stayed there, their mouths inches away, yet both smiling ever so fully.

It was a whiskey bottle.

Fin.