Chapter 11

I woke up a few hours later and reached across for Damon, I was disappointed to find the bed empty. Yawning I got up and grabbed my dressing gown from the back of the door. As I left my room I heard voices floating up from the kitchen.

"You sure it's where they're staying?" Damon asked.

I paused at the top of the stairs.

"Positive. Do you have any idea what they want?"

It was Alaric's voice.

"No, but I don't care. Jules is going to die." Damon said coldly.

There was a pause.

"Wouldn't it be best to know what they're planning before we just barge in?"

I could almost hear Damon roll his eyes.

"They killed my brother and they threatened my…Elena. I am not hanging around or giving second chances."

"So what's the plan? Fight to the death?" Ric said coolly.

Damon chuckled darkly.

"Theirs hopefully."

"Damon we're outnumbered. It might not end well…" Ric tried to reason.

"They want something with Elena. That night they said they weren't going to hurt her yet which means they need her for something…" He paused.

"They've overpowered me before…if they hurt her because I wasn't willing to fight against the odds…I would never forgive myself."

There was a silence as Ric processed the out of character speech.

"We'll do it tonight." He finally said.

I walked down the stairs and into the room, staring at the two men silently.

"Damon can I talk to you for a minute?" I asked quietly.

Ric excused himself and walked out.

"Elena…" Damon began.

I shook my head, cutting him off.

"Is there any chance that if you go and fight those werewolves tonight, you won't come back?"

He sighed and looked away.

"Yes. Yes there is a chance." He answered.

I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"I don't want you to do it." I whispered.

He watched me.

"Lena, they're dangerous and they need to be dealt with. They killed Stefan." He said firmly.

Tears stung my eyes.

"I know they killed him Damon, I was there, remember?" I said coldly. "I am not going to let them kill you as well."

He opened his mouth to respond but I interrupted.

"You think you'd be protecting me by dying? I can't go through that Damon, I can't lose you, ever. It would be too much I couldn't…I…"

I swallowed trying to fight my tears.

Suddenly he was in front of me, lifting my chin softly.

"Elena I love you. But I have to do this." He whispered.

I shook my head.

"Please." I begged.

He pulled me into his arms and rested his chin on my head.

"I'll be fine kitten, you really think I would go and die just when you've finally admitted that you love me?" He chuckled.

I smiled weakly and pulled away to look at him.

"Damon Salvatore, if you die, I am going to kick your ass." I said dryly.

He kissed me on the nose.

"I'd like to see you try." He said with a raised eyebrow.

"Bring it on vamp." I teased.

"Oh well you asked for it." He said, chasing me as I dashed into the sitting room.

He tackled me and flipped us over in the air so that I landed, unscathed on top of him. I leaned down and kissed him sweetly.

I knew he was trying to distract me but I didn't really care, it was these moments that made life worth living.

Whatever he said, I knew they would be fighting a losing battle against the wolves and I didn't want to think about what the night might bring.

I know you all must hate me so much right now, i will try and update quicker but i am just really uninspired by this story atm :( if anyone has any ideas about where they want it to go then let me know!