Chapter 12

Disclaim : I do not own Vampire Dairies.

Elena's POV

I am wrapped in two strong arms as I open my eyes. The room is still dark and I assume that it was late night or early morning. I turn to my side and I am face to face with Damon, he looks so peacefully as he sleeps. I wiggle a bit to get out of his arms and I hear him grunt.

"It's dark, you shouldn't be awake yet." He mumbles and I am surprised that he is awake as he slowly opens his eyes.

"I'm hungry." I reply back in a whisper but he only pulls me closer to him.

"Then stop wiggling, because you're arousing me." Damon states and I stop all movement, my cheeks a bright red but I am thankful for the darkness. I hear Damon laugh and then he's on top of me his arms supporting his weight. "Nah no stopping now, I'm already awake." He states and he places a soft kiss on my lips. He moved in between my legs and I moaned into his mouth as I felt his erection on my thigh.

He pulls away and he stares into my eyes as he moves one of his hands down my body, in between my legs and he touches me softly, groaning out load. I can't help but shiver under his touch and I didn't want him to stop.

"Already so wet?" he asks as he places another kiss to my lips. I just could not stop my body from wanting him. He removes his hand from me and then I feel the tip of his manhood against my entrance, sending me in a fit of shivers. And then he slowly pushes into me, his lips claiming mine in soft and sweet kissed that never seems to end. He moves out and softly thrusts back in, in a slow and sensual pace.

My breath increases as he moves in and out of me, this was different than the previous times but just as effective as my stomach started to coil together. I didn't want him to ever stop, my hands moved to his muscular back as I drag my nails over his shoulders. Encouraging him to move faster.

I met his every thrust in time and our pace quickened, our lips never leaving one another. He moaned into my mouth sending vibration into my body and I just could not get enough of this man. His weight was placed on me as he moved my legs and I wrapped them around him waist allowing him better access, his lips moved from my lips to my cheek and then my ear as his thrust became erratic and I just could not hold on anymore as my body started to quiver in pure pleasure as my orgasm dawned.

He nipped at my earlobe sucking it into his mouth and that sent me over the edge as my body contracted and his movements and thrust was almost urgent as he found his own release moaning out my name in pleasure. I could not stop myself from racking my nails over his back breaking the skin and drawing blood and then his movement seized and he looked up at me.

"I love you." He whispered and I just could not believe my ears… it just seemed so unreal and I just could not stop my eyes from tearing up.

"I love you to." I replied and Damon just smiled at me placing one last kiss on my lips before removing himself from me. He turns to his side and he exhaled as he places his arms behind his head. "So we had sex a third and a fourth time, will there be a fifth and sixth?" I ask playfully as I move to him and rest my head on his chest listening to his raging heartbeat.

"You mean we made love… there is quite a difference between sex/fucking and making love." Damon stated wrapping an arm around me. "Slow, sensual and loving is making love like we had done now…" Damon explained and I blink twice trying to understand not quite sure what the difference was. But I looked forward to the next time we would be making love again. "You're first time should have been like that... " He states almost regretful.

"Is there really a difference?" I ask staring up at him.

Damon sighs playfully pulling me closer. "Yes, a lot more feelings go into making love… This was the first time that I have ever made love to a woman, there is just so much more emotion and feelings that are uncensored, it's like I can feel the love that you hold for me. While sex is just for the pleasure of it." He explained and I am quite surprised by his statement.

"The first time?" I ask almost in awe.

"I have never been so drawn to someone like I am to you, I have never loved anyone besides you." He states, and my insides feel warm and fuzzy. "And I will try to prove it to you every single day of my life." I can't explain the feelings that are going through me at this moment. This was so unreal, something I had never felt in my whole life. I had never felt this way with Klaus to tell the truth.

I snuggle into his chest and I remain there as we lay in complete silence. Damon's heartbeat putting me at ease as it beat in a slow and peaceful rhythm. This was so much more then I had expected. Well I did expect to be killed in the first place but now knowing what I do, with Damon's confession of earlier… It all just made sense. I didn't want to be anywhere else but with Damon, in his arms.

Damon stirred and I looked up into his eyes. They seemed at ease. "Elena, I need to go do a few things." He stated as his eyes were now on mine. I nod my head sideways and I move from him. "I'll be back later, feel free to get cleaned up and look around, just don't wander too far." Damon states and I nod my head again as he stands from the bed. He moves to where his robe was discarded last night and quickly secure it around his waist I can't help biting like my lips seductively.

He gives me one last glance, smiling sweetly before disappearing out of the door. I turn onto my back and sigh. I never thought things would be like this. I had not expected any of this to be honest but this seems to be what should have happened. I was very content with Damon. I had no problems or regrets. I throw my legs over the edge of the bed and make my way to the bathing chambers.

My body was stiff and I'm not sure that it will ever get used to Damon and our 'love making' as he stated. My body may have been stiff but not sore and I was thankful for that. I stretch out and then look towards the bath which is a lot smaller than the one at the hide out but it would suffice for now. I get into the bath and let the water rush over me calming my overheated skin.

This bath did not have any steps it was oval shaped and I could relax into it. I rest my head against the edge and I let go of all my thoughts. Taking in a deep breath as I just relaxed and close my eyes to the sound of the morning bird chirping outside.

When I open my eyes the bathing chambers and the room is no longer dark and I must have fallen asleep. The morning sun shining in from the balcony door into the bathing chambers. I grab a sponge and soap from next to me and make work of washing my body and hair. My skin had turned pruny which I disliked and it sends a shiver up my spine. As I stand I grab a towel and wrap it around my frame, a slight breeze flows through the room making me shiver. I dry myself and walk into the room to find that there were new robes waiting for me on the bed.

Damon truly knew how to take care of me. The towel falls to the floor as I grab the dress blue in colour most probably by his choosing and pull it over my head and onto my body. It fit perfectly like usual. I giggle somewhat. I look around for my sandal because I can't remember that I removed them last night but it seems that I did and I find them next to the bed. As I put them on my stomach grumbles notifying me that the last time I ate was yesterday morning and that I should eat something soon.

I look around but the food from last night was no longer on the table and I huff in disappointment. I move to the door and leave the room walking down the stairs carefully to the ground floor. It seemed busy as there were more people then yesterday. Enzo spots me and rush to my side smiling brightly.

"Good morning gorgeous." He greets and I smile towards him. Flattery would get him nowhere here.

"Morning." I reply sweetly almost smiling a bit but I look around yet again in search of a place where I can sit down and maybe have a meal.

"I prepared some breakfast for you, if you take a seat I'll bring it out to you." Enzo states as he smiles brightly and I nod my head as he leads me to an open table. I quickly take my seat and he disappears. I look around nervously at the surrounding tables filled with mostly men playing or gambling or harassing woman as usual. I look to my left and notice one table in particular with only one man which seems odd and out of place. But I brush it off and turn back in my seat, just in time as Enzo places a platter in front of me with food.

"Thank you Enzo." I say licking my lips and he smiles at me, he doesn't seem so afraid anymore like he had been yesterday. He and Damon must have sorted out their differences and I did not feel any awkwardness towards him.

Enzo nods his head and turns to my left walking over to the man sitting alone. All off a sudden I am starving and I start to devour the food on the platter like I just could not get enough. Well it was very delicious and then I over hear Enzo and the man start to speak.

"Enzo, I hear that the thief king is in the city, is it true?" the man asks and I glance towards his table.

"I haven't seen him Marcel." Enzo replies casually sitting down at the table as well pouring liquid into his cup and sharing a drink with the man.

"You wouldn't be lying to me would you?" the man asks as his eyes runs over the room before bringing his cup to his mouth taking a sip, his eyes never settling on one place..

"I heard he is in the city but he hasn't been here." Enzo states and he shoots a warning glance towards me, I quickly look away. "If he had been here I would have told you. You know that by now." Enzo finishes and then his eyes move from me to the two ladies ascending from the stairs.

"If you are lying, Pharaoh Klaus will have you head for it." Marcel replies and at this I look up which I suppose I should not have because now both men are staring at me. I try to smile casually at the two men and then take a piece of bread to my mouth eating it slowly almost seductively, maybe if he thought that I was a lady of the night he would just let it go. "She's new, were did you find her." Marcel asks and I try to avoid all eye contact because I had failed dismally.

"Her family is passing through the city, they hired a room last night." Enzo states casually as if it's a normal thing to hire a room at a brothel for a family. Idiot.

"Interesting." Marcel exclaims as he stands and makes his way over to my table his cup dangling in his hand as he sits down opposite from me. "Hi, I'm Marcel and you are?" he asks extending his hand but I just stare at him in disbelief.

"None of your business." I reply in a low voice ignoring his extended hand. He only smirks at my answer withdrawing his hand slowly, to him it might seem that I am challenging him to something.

"No need to be rude, I'm just being polite to introduce myself." Marcel states and I just have this awful feeling that he sees right through me and, that in a few seconds he will know who I am.

"Are you a guard?" I ask, quite curious because why would he be after Damon, why would he question Damon's whereabouts if he wasn't, and I knew that I had never seen him before in my life so I would have recognized him during my stay at the palace.

"Why should I answer you? If you don't want to answer me?" He asks and he is way to calm for my liking. I take another piece of bread and eat it slowly. I am not sure what I should do. If I say anything wrong he might catch onto me and then we will be back to square one. I wonder briefly is Damon would risk it all again to kidnap me. I smile at that thought as I imagine it in a whole different way.

"I'm Katerina," I reply almost politely, thinking that it would be best to play along and find out more, it wouldn't hurt to get more information. Out of the corner of my eye I see Enzo flashing me with a smirk, I am not quite sure but he finds this very amusing and I regret even speaking to the man seated in front of me but I could not do anything now.

Marcel smiles, shoving his teeth somewhat. "Katerina What a beautiful name." His eyes are boring into mine and the name rolls of off his tongue and I start to feel very uncomfortable but my flesh lighting up at the same time with a blush. His gaze never moving from me. "I am the royal guard to Pharaoh Klaus." He replies and I try my best not to show any emotion, I had not realised that Klaus had taken his father's place as of yet. Wasn't it a bit too soon?

I smile sweetly at Marcel and mention Enzo to come over to our table. "Enzo my I please have some juice?" I ask and Enzo just nods his head and disappears again. "If you are a royal guard should you not be with the Pharaoh to ensure his safety in this time of …. How can I put it…. need?" I asks as innocently as I could.

"Smart girl, but you see someone took something very important that belongs to Pharaoh Klaus that he wants back and I am trying to find that something." Marcel replies raising an eye brow.

"You mean to say that you are looking for Pharaoh Klaus' bride to be?" I ask back and he nods his head at me half winking. "It's truly a shamed what had happened. I pray to the God's daily to be with the royal family during this time. I hope you find her soon." I reply but regret it instantly because now Marcel is frowning at me. "Did I say something wrong?" I ask and then Marcel smiles at me again.

"Not at all Katerina. How long will your family be staying in the city?" he asks and I blinked repeatedly not sure how to answer.

"There you are! Your… father is looking all over for you dear." Rose states clasping her hands on my shoulders kissing my cheek. I look up at her smiling awkwardly.

"Ahh the lovely Rose, lady of the house." Marcel says standing from his seat and taking a step closer to me.

"Marcel…" She almost hisses back at him as she tries to pull me to stand. "What brings you here?" she asked and I finally stand and wiggle out of her grip because her nails are digging into my skin.

"I'm actually in a conversation with Katerina here, so don't be rude and have her father come and have a drink with us. If he's not too busy with you that is." The disgust in Marcels voice makes me nauseas because I knew what he meant and I did not like the image of any other woman with Damon. And that's when I feel his hand on my shoulder turning me to the table he had previously pre-occupied slowly, leading me to the open table. I don't look back as I take a new seat and Marcel sits opposite me again smiling sweetly as if this was all second nature to him. "Sorry about that Katerina some people are so rude." Marcel continues and I see out of the corner of my eye Rose moving to Enzo who whisper something to one another and then Enzo leaves out the back door.

"So rude" I act disgusted by her action as I look back towards Marcel. "I don't even like this place but it was the only place my father could find an available room." I reply and Marcel is back as he studies my every move.

"You have a very sore looking bite mark on your neck. Do you mind if I ask where did you get it?" Marcel ask and my hand moves to the mark Damon had left on me. How would I explain this? If I said that my father had bitten me it would be wrong, he knew that that I am not one of these ladies that a man would never do that to me.

"I…" I start to stutter and that's when I see Damon his dagger pointed towards Marcels neck the blade grazing the skin almost drawing blood.

"Elena…" It feels like he's reprimanding me as I stand and I grab the cloak he throws at me. "Marcel you have no further questions for Elena and it does not concern you where she got that bite mark." Damon states as I pull on the cloak and move to the other side knowing that if Marcel moves Damon would slit his throat either way.

"Don't kill him…" I whisper once I am at Damon's side grabbing a hold onto his free hand and he looks at me nodding his head. "Not in front of me" I finish and Damon nods his head almost smiling.

"I won't kill him yet. He still has to play messenger," Damon states wrapping an arm around me in safety. "Klaus should be concerned because there is no going back for Elena now… She's mine." Damon spits the words like venom and then with one swift movement he knocks Marcel out with the back end of his dagger. Marcels head slightly to the side indicating that he was no longer conscious, blood trickling down his nose. Damon turns to Enzo standing with his arms crossed over his chest next to the door.

"Mate now I have to move again." Enzo states matter of fact, Rose standing beside him her eyes filled with worry.

"Or meet up with Ric and Stefan and Elna" Damon states as he moves us towards the door to where Enzo is standing. Most of the patrons did not even pay attention as we walked out the brothel. I want to ask him who is Elna and where would they know where to meet them? What if someone overhead him? "Rose your welcome to join if Lexi goes with." Damon state and then we are outside and the sun is blinding me and I throw my arm in the air to cover my eyes.

Damon stops for a second and then he pulls me forward again and I try my best to adjust to the brightness. Then we are moving but Enzo and Rose are not following us and we are alone in the city streets and there are so many questions that I want to ask him but I know now is not the right time. But when would ever be and where were we going? "Damon?" I ask as we rush through the crowd but he's quiet and I know that this was not the right time to speak.

We move from side to side and I am amazed that we don't even bump into someone. Damon is so swift and calm about the whole situation that it seems to frighten me. As we near town square near the Sun Temple Damon stops and turns towards me. His eyes wild as he looks into mine. Searching for something. Anything.

He pulled me closer and then his lips was on mine in a passionate kiss that lasted less than a second, the urgency in the kiss made me closer to him because now I truly was afraid. "Put on your cloak and just follow me." He demands but his voice is soft and caring. I have this turning feeling in my stomach that something bad was going to happen.

We turn to face the left of the Sun Temple and we are surprised to see that there are guards, about 5 on their way towards us. Damon pulled me closer and then we moved into their direction. I wanted to yell at Damon that we are going the wrong way and that they are going to catch us but then we turn to the left and just pass them. Their conversation never falters as they just pass us and then move to the opposite side.

We move more into the city and towards the palace which seems to be the worst thing to do but if this is what Damon thinks is the best then I would follow him. We walked hand in hand, head held low but still looking in front of ourselves. I was scared beyond believe and my hand shivered in Damon's hand which only had him hold me tighter. "Do we know what we are doing?" I ask under my breath and Damon grunts at this.

"I know my way around this place, it's just a bit tricky with someone I lo…..have with me." I smiled secretly because I know he wanted to say someone that he loved. And that he meant me. It would be hard for him to get to terms that he had actually fallen in-love. I look up at him and that was the worst thing that I could have done. Because there he was … Klaus surrounded by guards and next to him is Marcel. I make sure that our eyes never meet and move more into Damon's side. "Just trust me…." He whispers and then we stop.

We don't lift our faces as the guards surround us and Klaus is just standing there. I have never seen him in such a state. If looks could kill we would be dead by now. And that's when Damon throws me to the ground and I fall onto my hands and knees in front of him I moan out in pain but I know that it must seem like I do not want to be captive by him.

"Why bring her back?" Klaus asked as he moved forward and Marcel following him like a shadow his hand ready to draw his dagger at his side.

"Just to show you that she's alive…. Such a lovely little plaything she is." Damon states as his he takes of the hood of his cloak and I do the same before admiring the scrapings on my hands and knees. Just more scars Damon will inflict on me.

"Elena….?" Klaus calls out to me and I look up at him and I just can't look at him. He's not the same man. He's not the person I had met so many moons ago. I look back down. "Elena… come to me." He softly says easily mistaken for an order and I look back at him. Tears in my eyes because this was not supposed to happen. I wondered how I could have ever fallen for such a man who has no humanity left in him. His eyes held no soul.

"I promise more than an arrow through her leg this time if she tries to move to you." Damon states and takes a step towards me as Marcel takes a step. "What do you really think I'm just going to give her to you like that?" Damon asks drawing his dagger.

"She's coming with me! She's going to take her rightful place as my Great wife!" Klaus yells taking two steps forward. And that was it. I emptied my stomach in front of everyone! And it just didn't want to stop. Damon was at my side in an instant holding my hair out of my face his dagger place next to us. Klaus wanted to walk over to me but Marcel is first by my side a hand on my shoulder and a dagger to Damon's neck. Surprising the both of us as we slowly look up into his face.

"Thief king having feelings for the great wife to be?" Marcel asked and then I'm throwing up again and Damon is careful not to move too much as he was in the position Marcel was placed earlier. Klaus moves closer as he watches the way Damon handles me.

"Did she really steal your heart?" Klaus asked as he bends down and all thought that I am sick to my stomach forgotten by all but Damon as he pulls me closer. Damon refusing to answer only made Marcel press the dagger closer to his throat. And that's when I grabbed Marcel's dagger, slicing into my hand as I pull if forward from Damon's neck and pushing forward with my weight freeing Damon completely as he gets to his feet and draw his daggers. Marcel withdraws his dagger slicing further into my hand and I scream out in pain as I fall to the side.

A crowd now surrounding us as they watch every move that is made. I cringe from the pain as I try to stop my hand from bleeding. The wound deep and if not cleaned soon I would get infected. My attention is anywhere but the 3 men in front of me standing of with their daggers. I rip a piece from my cloaks end and I tie it to the wound on my hand. When it is secure around my hand I get to my feet and I see that both Klaus and Marcel has pushed Damon into a corner.

"Stop this madness!" I yell drawing attention from all the men and they stare at me in disbelieve. "Klaus if you really want me back would you really put me through the pain of killing someone in front of me?" I yell my eyes wild and Damon's feature completely shocked.

Klaus laughs but there is not humour in his laugh as he placed his dagger against his waist. "Death is a part of life Elena. And this man deserves to be killed for what he did to my father." Klaus yells. "If you don't want his blood on my hand then Marcel can have the liberty of slicing his throat." Klaus states as he moves over to me as if to comfort me. And that's when I see his eyes' open wide with shock. And I feel an arm around my neck and lips next to my ear.

"Bring you other hand to your neck, I'm going to put the blade between your neck and hand and slice you hand. It should seem that I slit your neck, just act like your dying and don't remove your hand from your neck love." Enzo's voice said and my hand flew up to my throat my eyes wide in fear! And then I felt the dagger and I'm sure he did cut my neck as well but I didn't have time to think as the blood started to drip from my hand and the pain intensified as he pulled me back.

My body going limp from the lack of oxygen from his arm around my neck. I can hear yelling but I can't make out if its Damon or Klaus or was it the people. "Fighting over something dead….tisk…tisk…tisk boys will be boys." I remember hearing and Enzo's voice sounds so foreign but I remember the horrified look on Damon's face, I had never seen him in so much pain before and that's when he disappeared and that's when I lost my consciousness. Damon's face haunting me as I fall into an empty abyss.

I remember pain, I remember screaming as I sit straight up in the make shift bed that feels to familiar. My hands are bound and I can't move them because they are tightly tied to the bed and then a hand is covering my mouth. And I feel lips next to my ears.

"Shhhhh Elena, your hands are really in bad shape and we think one is busy getting infected so we needed to tie you down because we could not control you from scratching at the wounds on your neck." And I stop because this voice is familiar and I know it. Alaric. Alaric was next to me holding me and I instantly stopped my rambling because if he was here then Damon was here. And I wasn't really dead.

I open my eyes but it feels like dejavu. Because I know this place. This was my mother and fathers house. This was my old room. I look to Alaric who looks apologetic and then I look around because indeed I am in my old room. I'm on my old bed.

Next to me is Alaric with a comforting hand on my shoulder and his other is now removed from my mouth and placed on my chest. To his side is Enzo and Caroline and Stefan…. And my mother and father. This was a dream. I was sure of it. I had to be dreaming because I couldn't be here. The last thing I remember was that I was in Enzo's arm and Damon, Damon! Why wasn't Damon here?

I take a deep breath and then Alaric moves to the side ad he slowly unbinds my hands. "Where….. am ….I?" I croak out and my mother rushes towards me with a cup of water holding it to my mouth because when I want to take the cup my hands are completely bound, only my thumbs visible.

"Oh honey, this young gentleman…"she points to Alaric "brought you here with the rest of these people. We were so worried about you." My mother had tears in her eyes and I just want her arms around me now and it's like she knows this and she wraps me in her arms. "We heard about your wedding day… and then the Thief King…." She pauses when she gets scolded by my father. "Damon took you, and well you're okay and that's all that matters." She states kissing me lightly on my forehead.

"Meredith would you mind if I check her wounds?" Stafan states as he takes a step closer, that worried frown on his face that I had missed so much. My mother removes her hands from me and I miss her embrace already but I know Stefan had to do this.

He takes a seat next to Alaric on my bed and I hand him one hand to which he shakes his head. "Sorry love not to good with a blade got a bit of your neck as well." I hear Enzo and I almost want to laugh because this was really ironic but at least I am still alive. Stefan gives him a stern look as he starts to remove the bandages from my neck. The frown on his forehead increases dramatically.

"No infection on her neck but Damon is going to be pissed about the bite mark." Stefan states and I can't help but think that it's not Enzo's fault and I start to blush.

"Mate that was not me." Enzo states with a chuckle. And Stefan looks to Alaric and then he looks at me his eyes silently communicating with me.

"Don't ask Stefan just clean up and bind again." Alaric states and I am sure that he knows what had happened because my blush just got deeper. And I could no longer keep eye contact with him.

He cleans some of the wounds and then bandages them back up before he moves to my left hand. The one I had used to let Damon get away. And I would do it again. He unwraps the bandage and I'm sure Caroline just left to throw up outside but she's back in record time with a washing bowl and a lot of bandages and cream.

"What happened?" Stefan asks and he seems truly concerned. I close my eyes and all I can see is Damon's horrified face. And I wanted him here and I wanted to see him but it had to wait.

I look to the side and my father has his arms draped around my mother and Enzo has left the room. "The guard had a knife to Damon's neck… and I grabbed a hold of it setting Damon free and then I was trying to stop the bleeding of my hand and they backed Damon into a corner and then Enzo came." I replied not really going into detail because I can't remember any of it, it all seemed like a dazed dream. "Where is Damon? Is he okay?" I ask looking around. And Alaric's face falls as Stefan works on both my hands. Cleaning them as best he could and then bandaging them again trying his level best not to inflict me with more pain.

"He was captured but escaped, he said he would meet up in Kul-Elna and then Enzo, Lezi and Rose came there with you and we came here because he would be on his way here as well, and you needed urgent medical attention." I couldn't stop the tears running down my face because I did not know where Damon was, I didn't know if he was hurt or hungry or where the hell he was. Alaric's arms were around me in an instant. "It has only been 3 days. Give it time Elena." He states as he rocked me back and forth to comfort me.

Stefan and Caroline finalizing my hands as they sit back and look at me in sympathy. "He'll be here." Stefan states and I can't look up at him because I can't believe him and I wanted to believe him but I just couldn't. Damon could have been dead already. I knew Klaus' threats all too well.

I push from Alaric and move to the only window in my room looking out of it longingly. The sun was about to set so we should settle in and try and rest for the night, by the tired looks on the faces I knew they had to. "Who else is here?" I ask in a small whisper.

"Myself, Stefan, Caroline, Tylor is outside patrolling, then we have Enzo, Rose and Lexi." Alaric states as he moves from my bed.

"Food should be ready soon why don't you guys come down and give Elena some time…" my father Grayson had spoken for the first time since I had woken and I just nod my head at him not even glancing at him. As my …. Friends left the room both my mother and father came towards me embracing me in their arms. Just like the last time when I had to leave and I just could not do this now. I was emotionally drained I just didn't want anything to do with this and I just wanted Damon with me and I just wanted to sleep. Sleep through everything. Sleep until this thunderstorm over my head was removed by some kind of miracle.

They left the room without a word as well and I was left to my own devise, my own thoughts. Damon's face haunting me every time my eyes are closed. And tears now freely ran from my eyes. I would not hide them, because this is what I felt, I missed him, I wanted him to be here. I wanted to feel his lips, I wanted to have his arms around me. I wanted Damon,

I sit on the chair that was placed near the window and I bring my knees to my chest holding myself in place as I stared out into the setting sun. Somehow seeing the sun setting upset me even more as I continued to cry. Tear flowing freely down my cheeks and I didn't care if they could hear me in the next room or even in the next dwelling. I cried for being taken away from my parents, I cried because I was in a way forced to love a man I'll never even knew, I cried about the wedding I would have had and that Pharaoh Michael had died in my arms, I cried that I was kidnapped and I cried because of Damon. Not only because of him but for him as well. I never wanted any of this, if I could have just lived normally … if me and Damon could have met under different circumstances.

I cried because my heart felt like it was breaking, and it felt like I had lost a part of me. I never regretted any of this. I never regretted going to the palace and meeting every one, I never regretted spending time with Klaus, I never regretted that I would have married a man who I truly never even knew. I never regretted being kidnapped or that I had fallen for my captor or that I had been with him. I would and will never regret Damon.

It made me cry harder to think of it that I shared such a deep bond with this man. There was a slow knock at my door and Caroline peeked in her head an apologetic smile on her face. "I brought food…and a shoulder…" she said sheepishly moving into the room with a bowl of what seems to be stew. I lick my lips because I can't remember the last time that I had some of my mother's stew. I tighten my grip around me even more as my body start to shake with the sobs. "Hey it's gonna be okay, you'll see." Caroline states as she places the bowl on the floor and she pulls me into her embrace.

"I…" I choke up before I can continue. "I just don't understand why I feel like I lost a part of myself. Like I lost him, Ra! I love him just so much" I stammer out and Caroline is still as she takes a deep breath hugging me closer.

She moves back pushing the stray hair out of my face. As she stares into my eyes in the sweetest way. "He was you're first… wasn't he?" she asked and I am a bit thrown aback by her question but nod my head. "Elena all you need to know is that he really cares for you and he'll be back." She says with a soft smile and I think this is the first time that she has ever been this nice to me. "Now eat up and get some rest, me and Stefan will see you bright and early tomorrow morning." She states and in a whirlwind she's out of the door and I am left to my own thoughts again.

The room is dark and I wonder if I should light a candle or not but I don't want to move from my spot. I wanted to see if someone came into the house or go out. I wanted to know what was going on. I wasn't hunger as I stare at the stew on the ground but figured that it would be the best idea to eat as it's been two days… I move and pick up the bowl, at first the smell is intoxicating and I can't stop myself from eating everything in the bowl. I wish there was more but the more I think about it the more nauseated I got. I threw the bowl over to the side of the bed and I rested my head against the wall as I looked at the world around me.

Everything covered in darkness by now but I could still make out if people would pass or a cat would run along the many walls. My hopes that I would see a cloak figure near my house was shatter because till the sun rose there was nothing but darkness, nothing but emptiness. I yawn and stretch out my arms, I was really tired and my only wish was to get into bed with Damon with those blue and silver sheets and just be with him. The thought made me smile. Until I looked down to the road passing our house and I see the similar robes High Priest had worn when he came to get me the first time.

My heart start to race, they could not know that I was here; I was supposed to be dead. And what if he found all these people in the house because I'm sure that Alaric and the other would have stayed over. I move from the chair and then cringe in pain as I bump my hand against the wall. I creep to the door and place my ear to it listening closely.

"High Priest Elijah what brings you here?" I could hear my mother say and I am sure that he has taken a seat in the chair my father usually sat down in.

"I am here to inform you that your daughter has passed away." The sadness in his voice is dreadful and sincere. "A hooded man had slit her throat 2 days prior and has since disappeared with her body, we are still investigating the matter so she can have a proper burial, a tomb has been started to be erected in honour of the late great wife of Pharaoh Klaus, Pharaoh Klaus wanted to send you his condolences." Could he be any more formal as he spoke to my parents.

"Dead?" My mother stuttered and I can hear her voice breaking.

"Murdered in front of both the thief king and Pharaoh Klaus." He muttered.

"You mean to say that you caught the thief king?" my father spoke up and now I was beyond curious to what was going on.

"He was caught and he was tortured as we thought that he had planned to kill her and we hoped to get information from him but it seems your daughter stole his heart, and he had fallen in-love with her like we all had." High Priest Elijah said and I gasp because how could he say such a thing that 'we all fell in love with her'. "In all honesty she will be greatly missed as she was loved by all… Pharaoh Klaus had found out that her healer had fallen in-love with her and he was hung shortly after she was kidnapped because there had been rumours that he had helped the thief king."

I gasp at this because how could he have found out about us unless Dante had told him. There is an eerie silence and I anticipate for them to continue. "You refer to he was caught? Does this mean he escaped?" my father asked his voice now serious.

"Marcel, the Pharaoh's guard had followed him to Kul-Elna but the tracks had stopped near the dead village but we will still be looking for him. What he had done to your daughter was unthinkable, not only did he kidnap her on her wedding day, we heard word that he had defiled her as well marking her with a bite mark." I blush at this and then I hear a bang and I am not sure from where it came.

"She would never let a man like that defile her in such a way!" my father yelled and I knew that my father has thrown some kind of object against the wall making it shattered and that was the sound that I had heard.

"They were found in a brothel in the City which is no place for Lady Elena. And I had witnesses tell me that they had heard her and that they indeed had intercourse." High Priest Elijah said but he didn't sound disgusted at all he sounded disappointed. I hear a bunch of swear words and then my mother started pleading with my father and that's when I open the door staring straight at the three people in the room. My eyes met with my father's eyes.

Disbelieve and shame and anger filled then as my mother tried to keep him from me. Her feature mirrored his and I could not believe that they would approve of me to be wed with Klaus but having sex with Damon was so wrong.

"Elena!" Elijah yelled as he rushed to my side but I side step him still keeping a safe distance from both my parents and High Priest Elijah.

"No! Don't Elena me Elijah!" I yell as I stare at these people in disbelieve and I wonder where the other are because clearly it was only the three of us in the house.

"Elena how could you!" My father yelled and now it was Elijah trying to hold my father back and then it all came up. I placed my hand on the nearest piece of furniture and then bend down to my still scraped knees and I vomited. My mother was next to me with a worried look as she looked at Elijah and my father.

It didn't want to stop and I couldn't do anything as it just came up and I couldn't get the vulgar smell from my nose. "Elena dear are you okay?" my mother Meredith asked rubbing my back soothingly and I pulled from her.

I wiped my mouth with the bandages on my hands and I looked at the 3 people in front of me. "Don't you dare judge me! Don't you dare even point a finger at me! You know nothing that I have been through! You know nothing!" I yelled as I turn and rush to the door to my room closing it and placing the chair to it to barricade it as I move to the window. I look down. 2 Stories would not be that bad! I sit on the ledge swinging my legs over then as I am about to jump I look at my door being burst open.

"Elena!" Elijah yelled his eyes wide with shock as he watches me.

"Now I understand… Always on the run..." I say and as Elijah move closer I move more to the edge.

"Don't do it Elena" Elijah pleaded. "Please."

"I love you." I mouth more to my parents than anything else and then I push of off the ledge of the window.

I expect to hit the ground with a hard thud but it never comes. I open my eyes only to look up into Alaric's eyes. "Always wanted to do that." Alaric almost grumbles as he kicks his heel into the horses back and we start to move at a very alarming speed. "Just hold on tight Elena." Alaric states and I want to yell at him because we were in a very awkward position and it was hard to hold onto anything with my hands being bandaged.

I move somewhat and then I'm straddling the horse and he has a firm grip on me and the horse as we race through the streets of our village. Stefan not far behind almost bumping over a fruit cart in his attempt to keep up with Ric. "Where are we going?" I yell towards Alaric who is smiling like a maniac.

Stefan is now on our tail as we ride past the gates of the village and into the endless dessert. "If he told you we had to kill you!" Stefan yells making me giggle regretting it immediately from the wounds on my neck. It seemed that Stefan was somewhat jealous with me riding with Alaric but I quickly brushed it of hiding my face into Alaric's chest from the sand.

"Don't stop just there! You're getting me excited!" Alaric yells to which Stefan almost chokes and I poke Ric with my thumb only to find that he is ticklish.

"Anything else from you and I start poking!" I warn him moulding my body to his making Stefan laugh out loud as he was now next to us. "And you shhhhh just let me be…" I warn glaring at Stefan which made him look defeated.

The pace was a quick gallop and it seemed that it would never end as we rode and the sun only rose higher into the sky. I clung onto Alaric for dear life as I took a deep breath. I wanted to cry again, well I was crying now I could feel the tear on my cheeks and Alaric's chest, I wanted to wipe it but what did it matter? I would just keep on doing it the whole time. That's the choice Damon was trying to tell me to make. If I stay with him I would always run and when push came to shove I was willing to run and run as far as I could.

My parents had been so angry… angry of what I was pushed into with Klaus but which I willingly did with Damon who is not the man who they think he really is. Ric wrapped a protective arm around me to hold me in place as he pulled me closer. How could I be judged any different than anyone else? My mother has fallen pregnant with me before she had been 18. Bonnie had been with someone before she had been 18. I know rules are rules but were some of them not made to be broken? I would break that specific rule again and again just to know that I had Damon with me and that he loved me.

I choked back the tears as I tried my best to stay calm in front of these men, these men who were the men of the Great Thief King Damon. These men who had helped me, these men who had saved me and somewhat healed me. These men would risk their lives for me and they had, and I would be for ever grateful. I had too much to be grateful yet I just wanted Damon and who knew where he was anyway.

As the sun was about to settle down for the night my stomach grumbled, so hard that Stefan took notice of this. "We should almost be there." Alaric whispered into my ear and I just sit still not really listening. I was hungry. I wanted to eat. I wanted Damon.

And as Alaric promised we came to a stop in a half lit room which I presume is the stalls. He waited until Stefan gently helped me of off the horse offering me to stand on my feet but I didn't have any energy to even stand on my own two feet so Stefan pulled me into his arm like Damon always would if he had to carry me. As we moved passed the worried people surrounding us. We made our way to the main hall but we passed it and I knew the way to Damon's room.

I didn't want to be there if he was not there so I clung onto Stefan a bit tighter then I should and then the door is kicked open and I looked up and saw the silhouette of a man sitting with his back to us, he's hunched over with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. His body was shaking but I wasn't sure why. He didn't even acknowledge the fact that we were in the room. Stefan takes a step into the room.

"Stefan not now." Damon's voice croaked and I could tell that he had either been crying or that he had been in great pain. Stefan takes another step forward and then another until we are in front of the bed but Damon doesn't even move. He reeks of blood and beer and I scrunch up my nose at the smell.

"Now is perfect." Stefan states as he places me on the bed softly and I'm not sure what to do because this man is not moving. This man is just sitting there and he's…. Silently crying. I can see the tear drops that drop from the tip of his nose and I want so badly to console him.

He stood and turned towards Stefan now I am completely out of his sight. "I don't want a fucking whore!" he yelled and it almost looked like he was going to smash his fist to Stefan's face. But I stood shakily on my feet placing my bandaged hands on the arm that is withdrawn. And everything stops. Time stops.

I move closer to him and I slowly embrace him in my arms as he looks down to me in pure awe and surprise. He had never looked so vulnerable in his life as he stared into my eyes, his blue orbs searching my brown ones for answers. All his attention is now on me and both arms are wrapped around my waist securely. Tears freely running down his cheeks as he pulls me as close as he can. Pressing his lips to my forehead and I think he's smelling my hair but I'm in his arms and can't really see what he is doing.

I'm with my Damon. And he's alive and well. And he's standing right here. I move my hands and try my best to take his head into my hands as I push myself to the tips of my toes and place a soft kiss on his awaiting lips. And its heaven as his lips fold to mine. And our tears mingle with each other as we can't stop crying, we can't stop kissing and we can't stop loving.

He pulled back and just pulled me to him his arms almost crushing me in his grip. "I thought I had lost you…" he whispered and I can't stop from snaking my arms around his own waist holding him in place. "I thought you were dead…" he almost whispered and I shake my hand dumbly at him.

"It was the only way to save you both, faking her death and then you could escape…" Enzo voice echo's into the room as he stands next to the door arms folded over his chest, this seems to be his usual position. "We never thought they would capture you mate." Enzo said as he looked down to the ground in shame. Damon's grip tightened and I almost thought that he would crush my bones.

"You could have fucking killed her!" Damon yelled pulling me behind him as he was ready to pounce on Enzo.

Alaric moved forward and then he stood in front of Enzo. "Damon he had to do something! That was the only way! If it wasn't for Enzo, Elena would now be with Klaus in his dungeon or whatever." Alaric states. "He brought her to us and we brought her to you! A little gratitude would be in order!" Alaric yelled catching both me and Damon of guard.

"I thought she was dead!" Damon yelled and I have never heard him in so much anger. "I … thought … she … was … dead" he said pausing as tears ran down his face. "Now the death of Great Wife Ester is on my hands…the brother and sister is in critical condition because I thought Elena was DEAD." Damon yelled and I just could not believe my ears. And that's when I take a good look at him, he was covered in blood it was smeared all over him mixed with sand and he might have been drinking while he was here that's where the smell of beer came from.

"You killed Ester?" Caroline asked walking in followed by Tyler. I could not believe this and my eyes grew wide. How could this have happened? What had happened? I place a hand to Damon's back lightly and he looks back at me, his eyes soften somewhat, but he is in great pain and he is trying to hide it.

I move closer even thou I am scared out of my wits and I keep my gaze on his eyes. "Shhhh." I hush him trying to take his hand in mine and he places it over my wrist almost as if he is going to break me and I am a porcelain dol. "Come with me…." I whisper, no words leaving his mouth as I lead him to the bathing chamber and then as we get inside I look up into his scared eyes. "Undress, I'll be right back." I whisper to which he silently nods his head letting go of my wrist. I move slow and cautious as I pass him and walk to the door and to the people standing in the room and outside of the door. "Alaric," I pause as he looks up at me his brows furrowed in a deep frown. "Please can you get the people out and get some food and fresh bandages?" I ask and he smiles at me knowing well that I am only trying to do what is the best.

I watch each and every person leave the room and then Stefan is standing in the door with Alaric next to him. "You forgot cream…" Stefan reminds me and I smile at him because I know that's not what he really wanted to say.

"Thank you" I state and I turn and as I walk towards the bathing chamber I hear the door close and lock. Strange that they would lock us inside.

When I enter the bathing chambers Damon is standing there in all his glory, most of his body covered in blood, not really sure if it's his or some else's blood. He doesn't face me as I enter and I walk to his front and look up into his eyes.

"Would you mind helping me?" I ask as I lift my arms above my head. His moves are very cautious as he lifts my dress over my chest and over my head discarding it to the side then I extend first the left hand to him and he loosens the bandage and it falls to my feet, he does the same with the right bandage and then I take a step closer to him and move my hair to the side before taking the bandage of my neck. I see a slight smile as he sees the bite mark he had left but its soon forgotten.

I don't feel the need to cover myself for him as I stand in front of him and I look deep into his blue orbs searching for any doubt, searching for anything expect the sacredness. I try my best to take his arm as I turn to the bath and I lead him into the water step by step. I try hard not to flinch as we take the last step and I can feel Damon flinch as we sit down on the second step and the water submerge over our bodies.

I move to his front kneeling between his legs and I should really remember that my hands are injured as I grab for a sponge submerging it and then loather it up the soap burning my wounds and I turn towards Damon and I slowly start to wash his shoulder, and then his neck and his other shoulder. And when I move to his back he wants to move but I stop him. "Don't hide Damon. I know they tortured you…" I whisper and he doesn't even move and only hunch over into the water and I can see his back where there are more than several whip marks. Deep cuts into his flesh that would leave scars for life.

As I wash over each scar I place my lips to them placing a small kiss on each. "For the 2 days I was captive they whipped me 30 times… for all the people I had previously killed, this was only the start." He whispers and my heart breaks because he does not deserve this. He does not have to go through this. I kissed each wound with as much tenderness as I could and I continued. When his back was completely cleaned he moved back and soaked his hair washing out the sand and dried blood And that's when I see his chest. It was a word, a hieroglyph I knew…It was carved into his chest.

Killer or some might say murderer depending in what tense it is used.

I start to wash his chest being very careful as I wash over the wounds. "You're not a killer," I whisper as I finish up handing him the sponge. His eyes look so sad and I can tell that this is truly a broken man in front of me. As he takes the sponge rinsing it and then he starts his ministration on me by washing my hands and my arms and my chest being as soft as he can.

"I've killed more people then you know." He replies back as he starts on the hand which I grabbed the dagger with the day we encountered Klaus near the Sun Temple.

"I don't care. You didn't do it in front of me." I reply and he puts more pressure on the hand then needed making me flinch.

"I killed pharaoh Michael in front of you." He replied.

"And I would watch you do it again if I had known the truth." I reply and he stops everything and looks at me searching my eyes for truth to my words.

"Elena…" Damon started and I stopped him my lips mere inches from his.

"No Damon, you're not a killer, no murderer. You are the Great Thief King who stole my heart, these past few days had been nightmares because you thought I was dead, I didn't know where you were… It was hell." I say and I'm sure I see tears brimming around his eye lids.

"Why did you grab that dagger?" he asked.

"I would do anything to keep you alive." I replied in all honesty.

"I love you." He whispered the unspoken words that's toxic to his lips as he lets a tear drop from his eyes and I move in and I kiss that tear away a gesture measuring feeling beyond any words that could be spoken.

"Love have no bounds either living or dead." I reply and that's when our lips meet in a needy passionate kiss, my arms loosely wrapped around his neck as I pull him closer to me and now I'm straddling his hips. And I feel his erection pressing onto my stomach, ready for my use.

His lips never leave mine as he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me closer rocking us somewhat and I can feel the build-up in my stomach, I knew what was coming and I welcomed it. I wanted him and I knew he wanted me. Damon moves a hand between our bodies and lightly run his length over my slit. Once….twice… a third time and this was driving me mad with desire because I needed him to stop teasing me or I would just come undone without him even being inside me.

I rock my hips forward almost having him enter me and I can feel him smile against my list as he keeps me still. Our kisses become urgent and I need this man more then I need anything because all is now forgotten and I am absorbed in the man that has now all control of me. And it's me and him and it's just us. And we are together and I knew that this was long overdue and I craved him so much.

"What are you waiting for?" I ask against his lips as they move to my neck where his bite mark is still visible to see, his mark that I am his. He kisses it lightly and then he kisses the other cut marks left behind by Enzo.

He runs his length over my slit again and my frustration is so bad at this very moment that I almost come un-done by him just doing this. "You're only living once so tell me the three words I want to hear the most…"

"I love you," I moan and then he places his manhood at my entrance and I slide down onto him which seems a bit difficult because it's hard to accommodate his size at first and then I move back up and move down onto his length again until he is fully buried in me and everything is forgotten. And we are whole as one. I move slow at first and the rhythm seems to frustrate Damon as he has this urgent look on his face and then we are out of the water and I am sprawled out on the bathing chambers floor and Damon is on top of me moving a bit fasted then our previous rhythm.

He bends down and his lips meet mine and in between each kiss his words of love fills my ears his one hand is placed underneath my back and the other around my neck as his movements start to increase and that's when he moves his arms and move my legs from his hips and place then straight up against his strong body in this new position, he was hitting all the right positions because I was so close to losing myself in him. I moaned his name as my arms are sprawled out on the now wet floor and my back is arched and he's increasing his movements and that's when it hits me like a carriage.

And my whole body is tingling and tightening and I feel like I'm losing myself in something yet I know where I am but not where I am going. My orgasm throwing me completely of guard as he continued to thrust deep within me and then it became erratic and all the muscles in my stomach and every inch of my body tenses as a second orgasm hits me and I can feel him tense as he spills his load deep within me. He gives a few more thrusts before he moves my legs back to his hips and then we are chest to chest.

I am struggling to come down and calm my breathing from my high as our breath mingles and he plants one last soft kiss on my lips. "I love you Elena…Great Thief Queen," he whispers as he slips out of me and then he is on his back next to me. His arms reach for me and I move closer… Great Thief Queen I repeat as I snuggle up to Damon my head now on his chest and that's when the nauseas hits again and I am on my feet looking for the nearest place to empty the content of my stomach.

I find the toilet facility and then empty my stomach into it not that there is anything because if earlier and I haven't eaten yet. Damon's at my side as he hold my hair back stroking my back. "I need to eat." I say as I gag and it's as if Damon understands grabbing a fluffy towel for the both of us handing me one and wrapping the other around his waist as he rushes out of the bathing chamber.

I wrap the towel tightly around my waist and I make my way slowly but surely to the room and the bed as it was the nearest. I plop down on the soft material closing my eyes briefly but I was too tired now to keep them open. I was fast asleep before Damon even came back.