Chapter 10

Four Vampires and A Dinner Party (pt. 3 of 3)

I Think It's Time You And I Had A Heart To Heart, Mate!

"So Mate, mind if I ask you a few questions?"

Damon narrowed his eyes slightly at the term, mate. It was not the term he objected to, he knew what it meant, and he just didn't tend to agree with it. True for the last hour he and Klaus had been civil to one another but then they weren't really discussing anything important, they were just biding time till the girls came back. After going through two bottle of Jack Daniels in less than an hour one couldn't exactly call them friends, because come on they had tried to kill one another on numerous occasions. So them being friends, not so much, but they did at least tolerate one another. Certainly the alcohol helped.

Getting up he took the empty glass from Klaus without asking and headed back to the liquor cart for refills as he said, "Knock yourself out, I might even answer you."

He poured two more drinks into the glasses and then went back to the Original and handed him his glass. Without even thinking about it he lifted his glass to Klaus. Who in turn smiled, as he touched his glass to Damon's and they each took a drink.

"Why do you hate me and Rebekah so much?" Thinking about what he just said he added, "Me, I guess I can understand, I have gone after your friends but Bekah hasn't done anything to you?"

Almost choking on his drink the younger vampire looked surprisingly at the older Original and said without any real emotion attached to his voice, "I don't hate your sister, I actually like her…she just confuses me."

Smiling that knowing smile he does when he already knows the answer he asked instead, "So if you don't hate Rebekah, why do you hate me so much, mate? Aside me trying to kill your mates of course?"

Damon downs the rest of his drink and with grim determination written all over his face says, "See that right there. You calling me mate. Really? Since when do you think we are friends? You are psychopath with no redeeming values."

As he spoke the muscles in Klaus jaw clenched, it is not so much what was being said, it was how it was being said. His temper flared briefly as he listened and then he stood and walked dangerously over to Damon saying in a tone that conveyed his present mood, "Listen to me carefully Salvatore no one talks to me like that, I could end you in the time it takes you to blink. Unless you start showing me the respect I'm due."

Respect? Your due? Are you out of your Original mind? I almost died because of your god damn moonstone. Since you came here you have disrupted or killed god knows how many people either directly or indirectly. Hell I almost died because of you. You took my brother hostage and used him as a ripper, that you yourself turned him back into and for what? Because you were lonely? Because you thought it would be fun? You're a sick fuck, Nicky. So when you show that you deserve respect and friendship then and only then will we be friends."

As he listens to him rant he is reminded of another time another place, Chicago to be precise the year nineteen twenty and he smiles at the memory. It was the first time someone stood up to him and not out of fear but just because they thought they could. So what was once true was also true now and he was glad, this arrogant little shit of a vampire was not afraid of him. The Damon he had known way back then was still inside somewhere and it was getting time to let him out. He just had a few more buttons to push before he would free him.

"And what about Rebekah?"

"What about her," he asked puzzled not even sure where this was coming from or where it was going. He wasn't sure he wanted to play this game with Klaus of all people.

"Are you using my sister?"

He stiffened at the unexpected question being caught completely off guard. There was no time for him to think so he simply stated the truth, "No, I have feelings for your sister."

"Really, so this morning when you tossed her out after you fucked her last night, what was that, because you have feelings?"

"I am done talking about Bekah to you," he snapped back. Then it hit him, he called her Bekah not Rebekah. Again an image popped into his head, they were in a hotel room and he was holding her close. As he stared into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen he had confessed to her, "I love you Bekah, I didn't even know you could love this much but I do, I love you."

"So admit it, Salvatore you are using my sister for sex."

Moving faster than thought he was in Klaus's face as he spat out the words, "I love her you stupid bastard. Now get the fuck off my back." As the words left his mouth he moved backwards till his legs hit the couch behind him and he sat down hard. Confusion warred within him as he repeated the three little words uncomprehending the reason why but knowing it was true, "I love her."

Klaus watched him, started to clap and spoke softly with what almost sounded like affection, "Finally, was that so hard?"

Admitting that out loud had cost him emotionally, it was draining, he was in turmoil, he had no idea where it came from, he just knew it was true and he had to see her. It was almost too much to bear and still he didn't know why. So wrapped up in this thoughts he didn't even hear the question. When he finally looked up he saw Klaus looking at him and smiling.

He sat as almost memories like a kaleidoscope of images fought to break free; all of these images were composed of himself, Rebekah and even Klaus. He sat for a time not really feeling anything but just being numb when a glass of bourbon appeared before him.

"Here, Damon drink this, it might help," Klaus said softly to him.

Taking the glass he did as he was told, then having drained it in one go he stood up and looked hard at Klaus and asked, "What did you do to me?"

"I didn't do anything to you," as he replied he just tilted his head slightly.

"You're lying. I know you are," then it hit him like a freight train moving at one hundred miles per hour, "You son of a bitch, you used compulsion on me."

Before he could deny or confirm the allegation the front door burst open and one very pissed off female Original vampire strode into the room. She was followed by a shorter female vampire that was equally pissed off; both stopped in the middle of the room looking like they owned it. Caroline looked sympathetically over at Damon. He was her hero, one of her best friends and she felt bad for him. Unknown to both the men, the girls had heard the tail end of the conversation they were having.

Rebekah took one look at how angry Damon looked, than over to her brother who looked back with as neutral a gaze as he could muster and then all hell broke loose.

Without even appearing to move she had her brother by the throat and up against the wall. Where his head had impacted plaster flew everywhere. A red stain, the only indication that it had done any damage at all, marred the wall where his head hit.

Caroline moved behind Damon in a blink of an eye, of course her not wanting to get in the way of an enraged Rebekah had nothing to do with it. Damon watched with his ever ready signature smirk. He enjoyed it, she was furious and she looked magnificent as she held her brother by the throat.

Again without so much as any indication of movement the two where across the room, positions reversed. Klaus held his sister immobile by the throat as he tried to explain rationally. No anger evident in his voice, "Bekah, I need you to calm down so I can explain."

Again the moves came at a speed the two other vampires could barely follow. Rebekah was not listening; her hands came up without so much as a thought, going between her brothers arms and then spread outward. Causing him to release her, in the next second his hands came out and pushed her off balance as they connected with her chest. He wasn't trying to hurt her he just needed her off balanced.

If she was anyone else that might have worked unfortunately for her brother she wasn't anyone else. Stumbling back a step she again sprang forward, he moved to the left one step, she spun in the air extended her right foot, kicking him in the jaw, snapping his head back, as he flew back two feet and struck a solid wall that just happened to contain the support beam. The impact was so jarring it was enough to momentarily stun him and he went down on one knee.

He stood up and spat out blood, using the back of his left hand to wipe away the blood from his split lip. If anyone else had dared to touch him in this manner, he would have killed them or at the very least given them the same back. As it was, this was his baby sister and he was not going to hurt her. Instead he surged forward and wrapped her in his arms, hugging her to him.

She resisted at first, but he would not release her, instead as their audience of two looked on in shock at the display before them she collapsed against his chest crying.

He whispered into her hair even as he planted a gentle loving kiss to her head, "I didn't hurt him, sister. I just needed to know."

Inhaling proudly she freed herself from his embrace and looked into his eyes. She was still mad as she spoke, "You promised to let him remember. You promised me, Nik."

"I will, but still I needed to know if he cared."

"By what tormenting him? And besides that wither he cares or not is between him and me. It is not your concern."

Not willing to let it alone he replies, "And you're my sister that makes it my concern. I have a right to protect you."

She is still not happy with the events, but she is touched by the devotion her brother shows her. "Nik, he is my chosen M…," she forces herself to stop as she almost says what he is, then changes tracts, "Please, Nik your promised me, when things calmed down you would make him remember me, remember us. I need him to remember."

He nods to her and looks at a stunned Damon Salvatore. "You said you love my sister. Is it true Salvatore?"

He ignores Klaus's question, walks up to Rebekah, cups her right cheek in his left hand, she nuzzles against his palm like a cat and looks hopefully into his eyes. He smiles at her as a memory surfaces and he says just loud enough for her to hear, "I guess now that you know, I have to keep you!"

Her reaction is instantaneous as her arms fly around his neck her lips almost touching his, "In that case just so we are clear and there are no misunderstandings I will definitely have to keep you as well."

Their mouths come together in a loving kiss as their bodies mold together as one, his arms circling her waist, momentarily lost in the feel of one another.

Satisfied with seeing the display of affection between his sister and Damon. Klaus smiles and moves over to Caroline looking down at her.

She looks from her two friends and narrows her eyes at Klaus. "You're still a bastard. Why are you so mean?

He looks at the little blonde before him and shakes his head, "I am not mean, they're back together as they belong, the rest is just a formality."

She glares at him as she speaks, "You promised her when the danger of your father passed, you would return his memories. The danger has passed now return his memories."

"Are you always this pushy?"

Anyone who knows her already knows the answer to that question but she says it anyways, "Yes I am."

"Good to know, Caroline."

"Oh for the love of god, she is your sister; he is like your brother in law. You told me the night you healed me from Tyler's bite that you never lie."

"I don't lie."

"Then stop wasting time and return his memories."

"You know you're annoying," he teases her.

Folding her arms across her chest she stares him down and says, "So I've been told and recently your sister said the same thing, now do what you promised."

"Fine," he says and walks over to the couple currently wrapped up in each other.

"Excuse me; I hate to break up this little love fest, but Rebekah, if I could just borrow Damon for a few moments. I promise to give him back to you intact."

Slowly the two come apart, and holding hands they turn from one another and face Klaus.

In the background Caroline is giggling at the sight of Damon holding hands. Who would have thought? After all the short time they were together he never held her hand or cuddled. Oh well past is past.

Klaus looks at the couple fondly and then speaks to Damon, "Forgive me. It was necessary to keep you both safe. As you surmised I compelled you to forget my sister and myself. I am not sorry I compelled you Damon, I did it to protect you and us from Mikael. It was always my intention to bring back your memories once the crisis was passed. I hope you can forgive me once you remember. Again I hope you can forgive me for what I did then and what I am about to do now. I am told this can be disorienting."

Damon squeezes Rebekah's hand as he says, "Disorienting?"

Without another word Klaus, grips Damon's head in both his hands and looks deeply into his eyes as his pupils dilate and he see's Damon's dilate. Taking a breath he then recites the words that will trigger a return of his memories, "Damon, mate, Bek's needs you to remember who she is, what she is, she is your chosen mate. I need my little brother, back, not of my blood, but by my choice to remember and once more be my family, my sister's mate, and my best friend."

Damon blinks as if he is coming out of a trance or awakening from a deep sleep. Every single memory of his time in Chicago comes rushing forward, images flooded his mind, his very senses remembered everything he had forgotten and most of all he remembered her. Every single detail of every second they had shared. It was like a damn holding back ton's of water washing over him in an instant as the damn simply vanished.

For a moment it is too much to comprehend, he staggers back as his eyes go wide and his mouth opens. He is over whelmed and on emotional overload as tears flood his eyes and run down his cheeks. Rebekah is there and holding him till he steadies on his feet. He looks into her eyes and smiles. He touches her face and kissed her hard like a man who hasn't eaten in a year. Relief and love flooded though every fiber of his body. "Oh Bek, I'm sorry. I am so sorry. I didn't know." Still tears for what he had lost and now fully found run down his face as he struggled to get his emotions under control.

"I know Dom, shhh its okay, baby. I have you. You're back and nothing will ever part us again." She holds him to her bosom, just holding this man she values above all others. She cries with him for what she thought she might never have again. Between the two of them they are an emotion wreck, but now that they are once more joined never to part they will both heal.

He holds her face in his palms and plants kisses all over her face as she giggles, like a giddy school girl. God, without even knowing it he had missed her laugh.

Caroline clapped her hands and did a little jump up and down; she is so excited for them both.

As happy as the couple is in this moment, Damon is still pissed at Klaus for his role in all this, but for now, for the first time in ninety two years he feels complete. He feels like he has truly come home.

He will deal with Klaus tomorrow; tonight all he wants is to be with his mate, his wife. He needs to feel every inch of her; he needs her to feel everything again.

He picks her up bridal style and speeds them up to his room. She is laughing and crying like a girl in love as she clings to him and plants a series of quick kisses all over his face. Caroline and Klaus are left alone staring at the spot they had been in. Both smiling at the display of affection and love they had just witnessed, being left behind they simply look at one another. Klaus tilts his head slightly to the right as he stares fondly at the young girl before him.

"Maybe we should go. I really don't want to hear what they are going to be up too," said Caroline.

"It's just sex Caroline. You like sex don't you?"

She gulps as she looks at his lips while he spoke and replies, "Yes, I like sex," she says slowly then hurriedly adds, "But I don't want to hear your sister and my best friend have sex."

He looks at her closely as he digests the new information, "Your best friend?"

"Yeah, Damon, but don't tell him that. He has a big enough ego."

Looking slightly amused he says, "So your best friend is Damon?"

"He's one of them, why?"

"I just thought your best friend was Elena, you fight so hard to keep her alive, so naturally I assumed it was her and maybe the young Bennett witch."

"What is your point, Klaus?"

"No point, just an observation..."

Anything else he might have said was lost as Caroline realized something important and said, "Oh shit I forgot to feed, Elena."

"Excuse me?"

Without thinking she says, "Damon locked her in the cellar until the ver…..," her hand snaps to her mouth because she doesn't think Klaus is suppose to know about any of this, till Damon is ready to tell him.

He stares at her and thinks back to the conversation in The Mystic Grill earlier this afternoon. "Caroline, care to share what it is that is running through that little blonde head of yours?"

"No," she squeaks out.

"I could go downstairs and ask her myself if you prefer," as he asks he starts to head to the cellar door.

She moves and gets in his way her little hands pushing flat on his chest as she hurriedly say's, "No that's okay. She is already scared of Damon and I was kind of mean to her earlier when I found out. So you can't go down there."

"Did you just tell me I can't do something?"

She holds her ground but inside her head she is saying, Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Outside her head she says, "Yes, she's scared Klaus. You're going to make it worse. Please don't."

"Then what would you suggest," he asks her. Though to her ears he actually sounds amused and she is not sure she wants to push her luck.

So she suggests that perhaps just perhaps they go into the kitchen and get her friend some of the left over from dinner. Then he could maybe wait up here while she goes down, feeds her friend and takes her to the bathroom if she needs it.

After listening to her ramble on about what she thinks they should do he simply smiles at her and say's, "I suppose this once we could do it your way on one condition."

"What condition," she asks hesitantly.

"That upon your return you tell me everything you know about the joining spell."

"Okay," she says cheerfully and with that she is gone from sight.

He chuckles as he hears Elena curse out Caroline for leaving her alone all day and night.

To Be Continued In:

Chapter 11

Just a little something I call…

The Damon and Rebekah show

FEATURING WALL TO WALL SMUT

If you are not at least 18 years old you might want to run and hide or skip it and go chapter 12. This one will be pure porn in writing form, filled with visual aides. Enough said. Please be so kind to review, your opinion matters and if I don't get lots of reviews I will with hold the SMUT. (winks)