Chapter Thirteen- thanks for the lovely reviews folks(: things are gonna get interesting now:D x

Damon was right. 1979 and everything had changed.

Hell it was brilliant.

I was sat in a bar sipping on a martini as Damon went to change the music over. He'd been on a damn Elvis Presley faze lately, and I warned him- wear those white clothes and I might "acciedently" throw him into some dirt. Prefrably a flower patch.

Could be worse. Could be Led Zeppelin.

But to my suprise, he put Journey- Don't stop believing on. The little creep. He knew I loved that song.

Now he walked over and yanked me from the stool and made me dance with him.

"Damon!" I complained as he started acting like an overactive five year old. He grinned. "What? Just living the life. No little brother-" he winked at me. "Lighten up Ice Princess!"

I laughed now and he pulled me around, shaking my head- he was just so enthusiastic.

Someone changed the music halfway through and Damon snarled in dissaproval, but I just yanked him outside going. "I fancy a pizza Boy."

He raised an eyebrow. "All these years and still with the Boy comments? Maybe you're the one who should grow up?"

"Says the one who took me to a rock concert for my three hundreth birthday."

"So?"

"You just wanted to see the Beatles, didn't you?"

"Guilty."

"Don't you dare cut your hair like that. It's cute how it is now."

"It's to my shoulders!"

Now I smirked. "Oh I'll get a pair of scissors around it later."

"Can't I just-?"

"Salvatore?"

"Ok, keep your hair on."

It was my turn to drag him somewhere now as we went into a pizza parlour, and Damon was eyeing up th little Italian waitress. I tittered and just said. "Later. I want my pizza first. Then cinema."

"What!"

"The Omen looks pretty good."

"But we saw The Birds last week!"

"There's more than one film out."

He groaned in defeat now and I grinned in triumph- I could always get my own way around him. We weren't lovers, but best friends really, travelling around with each others company. And he was such a good laugh. Now that I'd switched of caring like he had, nothing bothered me. Not even killing.

Wow. No wonder Klaus had tried to get me to do it all those years ago.

He'd be pissed if he found out a regular vampire had been successful where he, an Original, had failed.

Damon yawned widely and obviously now, and I shoved a slice of pizza in, making him jump. "Are you trying to make me die again?" he asked once he'd swallowed. I shrugged. "Who knows?"

"Evil bitch."

"Oh I know it."

He chuckled now, then asked. "So these exes of yours. What's their names?"

"Ah. Sorry, I won't say."

"Meany."

"I know. But..." I sighed. "I did love them. They both turned me."

Damon raised an eyebrow. "How do you get changed by two vampires?"

"Cheating on my fiance for the night, then there was an accident and my fiance gave me his blood. Hence I have both of their blood in me."

Damon frowned now. "Did you say fiance?"

I showed him the ring on my necklace now and he chuckled. "I always did wonder what that was." he stared at it. Then-

"I bet he was pissed losing you."

Now I nodded and sighed. "Yeah... I still don't know if my other guy is still alive..." I was silent and Damon frowned. "You really loved him, didn't you?"

"I loved them both."

Damon chuckled now. "Love hurts way too much to be bothered with now."

I was silent, then sighed and raised my glass. "To suckish relationships." he raised his own and touched mine.

When we got back to the place we were staying, I forced him to sit in a chair while I got a pair of scissors and smirked at his shoulder length hair.

"So, about there?" I asked him, prodding a place next to his ears. He grimaced but went. "Don't you dare cut it all off."

"Don't move then."

He tensed up as I cut it and he was steadily getting redder as I continued. But the end he looked like a tomato, but he did look impressed and say. "I like it. It's got spunk."

I just rolled my eyes-

Eternity with him was going to be a non-stop party.

-ArBaN-

1999 now, and I was sat with Damon ontop of a building in New York, watching the countdown to the new millenium.

"Wow, never think that when you're a kid that you're gonna see this do you?" I asked him now, head on his shoulder. He chuckled. "No, I was expecting to die a boring old man in the 1800s. Almost two hundred years later and badaboom."

"Speaking of badaboom-" I chuckled as the fireworks started, marking the new year.

"I'll laugh if one hits the Statue of Liberty." Damon now laughed and I slapped his arm. "Don't be so mean."

He chuckled and got up now going. "I'm heading to the bar. Coming?"

"Nah."

"Come on! It's a party! Year Two-thousand?"

I groaned in defeat and let him drag me down to the streets where the bars were filling up and drunks were already out. Damon wiggled an eyebrow at me. "Buffet." he told me and I tittered, but then got my eyes fixed on a young man with deep brown hair.

Buffet was right.

-ArBaN-

I yawned and turned over now, accidently kicking Damons leg and making him jolt awake. Unless it was fighting for the covers. We acted like a damn couple.

The year was 2009, and we had been together for fifty three years. He'd grown on me immensely, but I didn't love him in that way I had Klaus and Elijah. Sure I loved him enough to sleep with him, but I didn't think I'd ever genuinely love him. He was just heartless most of the time.

Sure, I was too... but I had those days when I wanted to feel again.

Damon had also been talking about Katherine. And man, he really did love her.

Now I got up and walked over to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of blood and got it down me.

"Chuck us one."

I picked another up and chucked it behind me.

Now I turned and found my jeans and shirt, pulling them on. "So are we really doing this?" I asked him now and he sighed, lowering the bottle. "Yep."

I chuckled. "Mystic Falls huh?"

He laughed and ran a hand through his hair. "I think they need a wake up call."

"So that's the plan? Terrorize the town?"

"Ah come on. It'll be fun! And besides-" he pulled his shirt on and smirked "I can have a threesome with you and Ka-"

"Oh you just killed it."

He smirked and chuckled. "Oh you love it really."

I sighed now- he was really getting his hopes high with bringing Katherine back. He'd only get himself hurt again. I knew it.

Maybe he had grown on me...

What made me laugh when he came back with a car going. "Say hello to my new girl."

I walked forwards as he got out and raised an eyebrow. "Did you steal that?"

He shrugged, patting its blue paintwork. "No." then he saw my expression and rolled his eyes.

"You just compelled them to give it to you."

"Yep. Free insurance, you name it. I rock."

"You fail. If we get pulled over, I'm saying you kidnapped me."

"Hello? You're like twice my age."

"But you look older than me."

"I hate you."

"Hate you too sweetie." I smirked, then got into the passenger side and raised an eyebrow. "Are we going to Mystic Dump or what?"

He got back in now and gunned the engine. "That's my hometown you're insulting."

"Do you even care?"

"Nah."