Does This Darkness Have A Name?
Chapter 14: After School Special
Beta: PrincessOfSilence
Disclaimer: I own nothing of TVD's, only Cassandra and my story.
"Cass!" Damon's voice cut into her dream and the brunette buried herself further underneath the covers.
"No! I'm sleeping!" She whined, screwing her eyes shut.
Damon sighed and sauntered into the bedroom they had commandeered while they were staying at the Lake House and helping Jeremy with his mark. Their honeymoon was much too short-lived and Cassandra was already wishing that she was back under the Spanish sun.
"You have to get up." He yanked the covers off of her and her body curled up into a ball.
"Damon..." She bellyached and reached for the covers again, but Damon was already two steps ahead of her. The blankets were off the bed and on the floor to prevent her from wrapping herself back up in them.*
He dropped a warm blood packet on the mattress and she eyed it hungrily. "C'mon, it's time to train baby Gilbert."
Cassandra narrowed her eyes, squinting them from the strong sun, and peered over at the digital clock on her bedside table. She shot up and grimaced at him. "It's 5 AM!"
"Bright and early, princess." Damon took a sip from his steaming mug of blood as Cassandra gripped her breakfast and ripped off the top.
"How long will we be training Jeremy?" She asked curiously before drinking down some warm blood.
Damon shrugged and sat on the edge of the bed. "Who knows. All I know is that, if we send him out to kill vampires now, he'll be toast."
"And what better people to train him then us, right?" She chirped and leaned her head against his shoulder. Damon reached a hand up to stroke her messy hair and kissed her temple. "I wish we were still in Spain," Cassandra sighed and sipped from her blood bag as if it were a juice box.
"Me too. That just means that we'll have to take a second honeymoon." He smirked and she did too.
"I'm not objecting." Cassandra wrapped her arms around his neck and gently kissed his lips.
The pair watched Matt and Jeremy grapple with one another out near the lake. The crisp cool air made Damon and Cassandra wish they were back in Spain again. The male vampire looked out onto the lake as Cassandra paid more attention to how Jeremy's training was going.
She playfully nudged him, "Pay attention."
"I've never been so bored in my life," Damon deadpanned.
"Come on, be fair," she told him.
"All right, go ahead. Make a move." Jeremy baited Matt.
"I drove up here to be your wingman, not kick your ass." The football player huffed before Jeremy quickly flipped him over. "Okay I get it, I get it. You're a badass."
"Very good," Cassandra praised and Jeremy puffed his chest out.
"Did you see that?" The hunter asked Damon.
"Couldn't miss it; it was in slow motion." He remarked and Jeremy's chest deflated.
"Then teach me something useful. We've been here for days, and so far, all you've done is bark orders." He grumbled.
"Okay." Damon nodded and pushed himself off the picnic table. He plucked up one of the stakes and tossed it to Jeremy. "Take a seat at the bench, quarterback. Karate Kid wants a shot at the title."
Matt moved away, panting and rubbing his shoulder. "Jeremy, you're not ready for this."
"Give him some space, Matt. The only way Jeremy will learn how to defend himself is by going up against a real vampire." Cassandra told him.
Jeremy ran towards Damon but the hunter was gripped by his arm and neck in a matter of seconds.
"Now, all I have to do is apply a little pressure under your jaw," Damon pushed slightly in demonstration and Jeremy groaned out.
"Easy, Damon. We're here to train him, not break him." The hybrid spoke as a pizza delivery truck drove up.
"Really? Again?" The raven haired vampire scoffed and unhanded Jeremy. A little blonde girl hopped out of the truck carrying a large pizza box.
"Double pepperoni three days in a row. You guys eat anything else?" She laughed and Cassandra came up behind her.
"Why? Are you offering?" Her smirk was dangerous and Damon slipped an arm around her waist.
"That's something extra to cut off the pizza pipeline for a couple a days. No matter how much they beg, don't come back." He handed the delivery girl some extra money and snatched the box from her. The girl looked between the pair before eyeing Matt and Jeremy.
"Sorry, guys," she murmured sheepishly before walking off.
"What? You're going to starve us now?" Jeremy grumbled.
"If that's what it takes to make you into a hunter. Now, run around the lake." Damon instructed him.
"Twice." Cassandra added and took the box from him. Her brown eyes then fell on Matt. "You might as well keep him company."
"I don't have to listen to you." He replied gruffly.
"You do if you want to eat." Damon smirked and Matt reluctantly took off running after Jeremy.
"I still think you're being hard on them." Cassandra noted as she opened up the box and took a whiff.
"You're being a hard-ass too." Damon stole a slice and stuffed a large bite in his mouth.
"Yeah, but I'm not starving the poor kids." She said with a mouth full of pizza.
"Take human bites, Cass." He teased.
His wife shoved his shoulder and laughed out loud. "Shut up! Look at you! You finished that slice in, like, two seconds!" She pointed at him as he grabbed another slice. "Besides, I'm not human anyways."
Damon swallowed thickly and finished his bite. "So, what do you think about this whole cure thing?" He asked her seriously and she shrugged.
"Honestly? It sounds real, but it seems like there's something behind it." She told him.
"No, I mean, would you take it?" His question made her silent for a few moments.
"I...I don't know, Damon. I had a great time being human when Klaus took away my hybrid aura, but I started thinking that you'd stay young forever and I'd get old and wrinkly." She explained and nibbled at her slice of pizza. "What about you? Would you take it?"
Damon thought it through for some moments.
"I would take it if you would." He said.
"I thought you liked being the eternal stud." Cassandra giggled.
"I do, but being human is always something I've missed," he sighed, and took up another piece of pizza.
"Me too." She agreed and went back to eating hers. "You better call that pizza girl back."
"We already agreed that we're not going to eat her." Damon spoke.
"No, because at the rate we're going, this pizza will be done by the time those boys get halfway around the lake." She chuckled.
A waiter placed a drink down at Stefan's table and the vampire eyed it curiously. The entire morning, he spent his time drinking at the bar. He even missed the memorial service they held for Carol Lockwood down at the high school.
"I, uh, I didn't order this," Stefan told the waiter.
"It's from the bombshell at the bar," the teen told him before walking off to bus his other tables. Stefan peered over at the bar to see Giuliana perched on a stool, waving at him coyly. The vampire took his drink and stalked over to her.
"What's this for?" He asked her.
"Just a little gesture to say thank you for taking care of me the night of the Winter Fundraiser." She replied with a smile. "Really though, thank you."
"You're welcome." Stefan smiled back at her and took a sip.
"So, what happens now?" She asked him. "Klaus still has the sword and the cure is still out there."
"I don't even really know anymore." He shrugged, almost like he didn't care about much of anything anymore.
"Don't pout, Stefan. You'll get the cure for Elena and the two of you can ride off into the sunset." The woman quipped.
"What do you know about the cure?" Stefan raised an eyebrow and studied her carefully.
"All I know is that this stupid tattoo leads to it. I know just as much as you do." Giuliana answered and gestured to her hunter's mark.
"Don't you ever get tired of it?" he asked.
Giuliana frowned deeply and sighed. "You don't even know. It's a constant reminder of my brother. I have to live with the fact that the man who killed him still walks among us."
Back at the Lake House, Jeremy swiftly loaded a gun with wooden bullets and cocked it, ready to fire. Cassandra tsked a little and shook her head.
"You're a little slow, Jer." She told him.
"This is harder than it looks." Jeremy shook his head.
Damon picked up the gun and opened the chamber, emptying *every single bullet back onto the table. "Now, do it like your life depends on it, which it does."
"Don't act like you care about my life." The hunter grumbled.
"This is called tough love, Jeremy. You need to know how to defend yourself against vampires because they won't go easy on you." Cassandra explained.
"Exactly. A bunch of vampires won't be asking you to roast marshmallows by the campfire." The vampire added.
"I'm sorry. Did I interrupt playtime?" Klaus snickered as he walked into the clearing where the trio were situated.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Jeremy stood.
"I'm simply appreciating the sights and smells of nature. Neither of which presently include the smell of rotting vampire flesh, so I'm a bit concerned." He looked to Damon and Cassandra, who scowled back at him. "How many vampires has he killed?"
"If we throw Jeremy out in the real world right now, he's chum." Damon defended.
"Yeah, see that's not a number. Twelve! That's a number. That's how many of my hybrids I slaughtered with my sword. Three. That's how many days it took to quell the urge to kill Stefan after he knowingly watched as I walked into a death trap. One. That's the number of purposes you two serve." Klaus looked to the couple. "You both are here to grow Jeremy's mark so I'll ask again. How many vampires has he killed since he's been here?"
"Zero." Damon replied smartly.
Klaus gave Damon a wry smirk. "That's a pity. I'm going to need that cure sooner rather than later. Hybrid shortage and all. How can I help?"
"You wanna help?" Cassandra called. "Go find us some vampires."
"We already have a vampire present." Klaus gestured to Damon, who growled and picked the now-loaded gun off the table.
"You know, now that you mentioned it. Jeremy, watch and learn." The vampire pulled the trigger, firing some rounds into Klaus's chest. "That's for Carol Lockwood." The hybrid gritted his teeth, examining his bleeding wounds before stalking off into the woods.
Professor Shane pushed open the door to his apartment and ushered Bonnie inside with him. Immediately he could tell that something was different. Papers and folders were strewn around the apartment, they weren't there originally. When he left, everything was in place. Two pairs of eyes landed on a silhouette that was perched in a chair at the professor's desk.
"I've gotta say, Professor. You take very thorough notes." The woman sitting at his desk spoke as she stood and turned to face the pair. Bonnie's eyes were wide as she looked over her.
"Cassandra?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh, so close," Giuliana quipped. "But no cigar, Bonnie." Professor Shane had been very quiet and the woman smirked at him. "Cat got your tongue, Professor?"
"You're Giuliana Ricci." He nodded. "You died in the eleven hundreds."
Giuliana picked up the manila folder that she was skimming through and opened it again. "Well, it seems my TOD has to be changed because I'm clearly standing right here."
"Who is she?" Bonnie murmured quietly to Shane.
"Bonnie, dear, I can hear you very well." The woman said and the witch straightened up. "Although, you're asking the right person since this guy has a folder on me containing everything about my life." Shane now gently nudged Bonnie behind him as he met Giuliana.
"How are you alive?" Shane asked her and Giuliana roughly pushed him down into one of the chairs.
"I'll be asking the questions around here, Shane." She purred and placed her hands on the arms of the chair, trapping him in. "Why do you have a folder about me?" Her green eyes pried for an answer but Shane just looked uncomfortable having her there.
"Blame my healthy curiosity." He chuckled nervously.
"Hmm, that's a good answer, but I can only give you partial credit." The woman frowned and leaned in closer. "I'll ask you again, why do you have a folder with my name on it?"
Bonnie remained still as she watched the two of them. She considered using her magic to disable Cassandra's look-a-like, but after hearing that she "died" in the eleven hundreds, she gathered that she must be some kind of supernatural entity. "Shane..." She clutched Qetsiyah's necklace in her hands; Shane had given it to her earlier and explained that the powerful witch drew on the human bone talisman for strength.
The professor cast a sideways glance to Bonnie to let her know that he was alright and peered into Giuliana's emerald eyes.
"When Connor was killed, I was unaware that Jeremy Gilbert was a potential hunter. So, I thought that you could help since..." He gestured to her tattoo which was fully exposed.
Giuliana smiled from ear to ear. "Very good, Shane." She allowed herself to stand completely now. "However my mark-"
"Is ineffective." He finished for her. "Every time you make a supernatural kill, the mark remains where it is. It doesn't grow."
"You're a lot smarter than you look." She clapped for him and leaned back to sit on the edge of his desk. "Bonnie, you can leave us now. It's time your professor and I had a little chat." The witch stood stoically and didn't move, her teeth clenched in her mouth.
"Bonnie, it's okay," Shane told her and her demeanor relaxed slightly. She took a few steps towards the door, but looked back at them.
"Run along now." Giuliana chirped and Bonnie scowled before leaving and slamming the door behind her.
Shane stood now, quite abruptly. "How are you alive?" His voice was firm.
"Ooh, very demanding." She smirked and stood as well. "For almost 900 years I was locked away in a mausoleum with my brother's sword pierced through my chest."
"Alexander was your brother." He stated with a nod.
"May he rest in peace after being torn apart by that disgusting dog." She spat.
"Speaking ill of my brother, darling?" An accented voice made the pair whip around to the door frame. "You're forgetting that I had a hand at ripping your brother to pieces." Kol smirked and ran for them. Giuliana shoved Shane out of the way and tackled the Original to the ground. They wrestled for dominance and the woman was able to pin his wrists down.
"Kol. You're just as hideous as you were in the eleven hundreds." Giuliana chuckled and the Original threw her against the wall roughly.
"And you've still got that smart mouth." Kol pinned her wrists down and got in her face. "Perhaps I should yank out your tongue just like Klaus did to Alexander." That remark kept her quiet but it didn't stop her from snapping her human teeth at him. He jumped back slightly and grinned. "You forget, darling; mine are much sharper."
"Shane! Get out of here!" The muffled shout made Bonnie suddenly stop short in her tracks.
"Oh my God. Kol!" She turned on her heel and ran back towards Shane's apartment. She knew that smug grin that passed her in the hallway looked familiar. As quickly as her feet would carry her, Bonnie darted back to Shane's apartment to find it in complete disarray. Objects were knocked over, some broken glass and papers littered the floor and Shane, Giuliana, and Kol were nowhere to be found.
With rough hands, Kol shoved Giuliana and Shane through the doors of the library while keeping a strong grip on the girl's upper arm.
"Kol, finally!" Rebekah huffed and walked to the two.
"Sorry, sister. One of our little hostages was giving me quite the problem." The Original grumbled and dug his fingers into Giuliana's olive skin.
"You must be Shane." Rebekah spoke to the professor before locking her eyes onto Giuliana. "Well, well, well, look who's back from the dead. No doubt you were the one giving my brother a hard time."
"I don't like being manhandled, Rebekah. I'm not like you." Giuliana growled. The blonde chuckled and took Shane by the arm, leading Kol and his prisoner to a storage closet and throwing them inside.
"Kol and Rebekah Mikaelson. Two members of the Original vampire family. This is such a trip." Shane was practically hyperventilating that he was meeting two of the oldest vampires around.
"Easy, professor. No need to start fan-girling now." Giuliana told him when Rebekah moved to compel him.
"Where's the cure?" Her baby blue eyes dilated, but Shane shook his head.
"Compulsion won't work; it's a little trick I picked up in Tibet." He said and Rebekah looked to Giuliana now.
"It doesn't work on her either, sister." Kol interjected. "Don't you think I would have compelled her to shut her mouth already?"
Rebekah pouted, "Right well, we're just going have to do this the old fashioned way." She gave a sideways glance to her brother who was grinning evilly. "Beat them until they tell you where to find it." She closed the door to the closet, leaving the two in the hands of Kol. He cracked his knuckles and his playful eyes darted between the two.
"Let's have some fun, mates."
"You honestly suck at this." The female hybrid teased.
"I do not! Look at yours!" The blue eyed vampire grumbled.
The couple bickered playfully as they sat outside in front of the campfire sharpening some of Jeremy's wooden bullets. The young hunter had a long day of training and the couple decided to let both Jeremy and Matt take off for the night since it was getting dark. Their hands wielded sharp knives to carve the ends of the wooden bullets into pointed tips, better to shoot a vampire with a stake-like bullet.
"Can we please finish this up?" Cassandra pouted. "Jeremy was good today and you promised you'd get us all ice cream."
"I said I'd get him ice cream." Damon corrected her as he sharpened a bullet.
"Oh, come on! I worked just as hard as you did today!" She fought.
"Then I can just have you for dessert." The vampire smirked.
"You already did that in Spain. Although, I wouldn't mind having you for dessert." Cassandra scooted closer to him and latched onto his earlobe. Her hand rested on his thigh and teasingly walked upwards.
"Planning on making me into a sundae?" Damon breathed huskily.
"Mmhmm, I'll need some ice cream, chocolate syrup, whipped cream, and cherries too." She purred and pulled his earlobe through her teeth. The hybrid had forgotten all about her job of sharpening bullets and was much more concerned with making her husband into a sundae.
"That sounds delicious." He licked his lips at the thought and he hardened in his jeans as her hand squeezed him through the thick material.
"Well, pardon me for interrupting." Cassandra growled low in her throat as Klaus joined them by the campfire. She then moved herself off Damon and retracted her teeth and hand.
"What do you say we try out those whittled bullets?" She deadpanned and begun her work again.
"If you're here for pay back, go for it. Then you would be stuck babysitting the little hunter that could." Damon told the Original hybrid.
"You know, if you adjust your angle a little bit, you'll find a shaper edge." Klaus explained, gesturing to Damon's knife.
"I told him that already. He doesn't like to listen." Cassandra muttered.
"Yes, dear." Damon droned and winked at her. "I know how to whittle. Thanks. Now, I know why those hybrids hated you. You are annoying."
Klaus snickered to himself. "Actually, I'm just perplexed as to why Jeremy hasn't killed any vampires."
"Darwinism, Klaus. He needs to know how to protect himself before we hunt down his first vampire nest." Damon replied.
"And here was I thinking you were the fun brother!" Klaus nudged the elder Salvatore brother. "Let's play a little game, shall we? Jeremy needs more victims and there's a whole town just down the road with people waiting to be turned into vampires for the slaughter."
"You don't think that occurred to us, Klaus?" Cassandra looked to him.
"Tragedy is, sweetheart, it did occur to you. You just choose to ignore it. My guess it you did it to be the good friend and walk Jeremy down the moral high road." He told her and she scowled at him. "That's why I already made the necessary corrections."
Damon nearly dropped the knife and bullets, peering at Klaus. "What did you do?"
Another gut wrenching scream ripped itself from Giuliana's throat as Kol yanked her ring finger back on her right hand. The bone cracked, the sickening sound echoing off the walls of the storage closet.
"Oh, little Giuliana," Kol tutted. "You are quite the screamer." With that he moved to her pinky which was still intact. As his own personal form of torture, Kol took great pleasure in breaking each one of Giuliana's fingers on her left hand.
"Go to hell!" She hissed through her tears.
"Come on, darling, all you have to tell me is what you know about that bloody cure." He cooed to her and gripped her pinky roughly.
"Please, don't hurt her anymore." Shane pleaded from the corner and all Kol did was growl at him.
"You're next, professor. So, shut it!" The Original then turned back to Giuliana who didn't answer, instead, she screwed her eyes shut and waited for the excruciating pain of the bone breaking in her finger. "One," Kol counted and slightly bent it back. "Two," He pulled it back further this time and Giuliana let out a squeak. "Thr-" Kol suddenly stopped his torture when he noticed something on Giuliana's other hand. He let go of her broken hand and examined the hunter's mark which rested on the top of her right hand. "What's this then?" He asked her and quickly yanked off her sleeve to see the mark lacing up her arm.
Jeremy grabbed a stake from his belt and staked the pizza girl through the heart. The grey veins decorated her face as she lay limp on the floor. Damon and Cassandra had managed to catch the end of the fight and they watched Jeremy's mark grow a little longer.
Giuliana groaned as the mark on her arm burned ferociously. The black lines now appeared darker than they've ever been and the tips of where the tattoo remained dormant for so many years actually started to grow. Her body still fought the growth, hence the burning and now her skin had begun to bleed as it seemed that the tattoo was ripping her skin, eager to grow.
"What the hell?" Shane hushed and Kol was just as in shock.
Rebekah happened to stalk in and took in the scene before her. "What the hell is going on here? Why are you stalling?"
"It seems that Giuliana's mark now grows." Kol replied.
"Well, now we have another map." The blonde grabbed Giuliana and hauled her up, looking between the blood to see where the mark had grown, but as quickly as they appeared, they receded beneath the split skin. Rebekah tossed her back to Kol who caught her. "Now it's disappearing! Kill her now or keep her as a toy, brother. I don't care what you do with her, just find the cure!"
Kol threw the girl to the ground and she slipped around on her own blood as he took Professor Shane by the collar. "Your turn." He dragged him over to a bin filled with water and threw open the top. "Where is the cure?"
Shane didn't answer, so Kol retaliated by dunking his head in the tank. Kol continued this torture until he held Shane down for a while. Giuliana jumped up and tackled the Original, but he held her throat tightly while still managing to keep the professor down.
Rebekah had come back and grumbled that Shane was being so defiant. When Kol brought him back up she asked him, "Why do you want it anyway? You're human?"
Shane spluttered and coughed, "That's the beauty of it. You can have it. I just want Silas."
Kol froze and passed Giuliana to Rebekah so he could completely focus his time on Shane. "No. What do you know about Silas?"
"He's the world's first immortal being who just happens to be imprisoned with the cure. I want to free him." Shane explained and Kol went nuclear, drowning Shane again.
"No!" He kept Shane underwater for a long time, long enough to kill him, but Rebekah quickly stopped that.
"Enough!" She ordered and he stopped his torture on the professor. "He's of no use dead!"
"Did you not just hear what he said? Silas will kill us all, sister." Kol explained.
"Silas does not exist. He is a fairytale made up to scare children into eating their vegetables." The blonde grumbled.
Shane nodded and shook some water off him. "Silas is very real. And I know where he's buried, and soon I will have the spell that wakes him."
Kol's dark eyes glinted. "What a second, you're lying. You can't get to him."
"Without his tombstone? A dozen to die in a blood sacrifice? Believe me, I know. I've done it. Those massacres. Pay attention here."
"You're the one who got the council blown up." Rebekah stated and the professor nodded.
"It was a noble sacrifice. Temporarily. Because once I wake Silas, Silas will raise the dead. He will bring back every last soul who died on his behalf." He explained and Giuliana held her breath. There could be a way that she could bring back her brother if Silas was awakened.
The Original vampire picked up a mop, aiming the end of it at Shane and impaling the professor with it. "No!"
Rebekah was ready to scold Kol for ruining her chances for the cure when she heard Tyler growling down the hall and around the corner."Ever played hide and seek with a werewolf before?" Rebekah giggled and took a knife, slicing the skin on Giuliana's torso. "He'll smell your blood and come running after you." She opened up the closet door and pushed her outside. "Have at her, Tyler!" The blonde called to the werewolf and locked Giuliana outside, leaving her to wander the hallways with blood leaking from her.
On her hands and knees, Giuliana crawled down the hall, trying to get away from Tyler who was quickly approaching. Gasping and groaning, she unfortunately came to a dead end and her stomach dropped. She climbed to her feet and banged on classroom doors, but each of them were locked. Big wolf paws stomped to the woman, licking up the trail of blood along the way before licking his lips. He pounced on Giuliana, his sharp teeth biting into her skin but he suddenly jumped back, shaking his head around and grunting. The beast almost gagged on her blood and he whimpered, trotting away and Giuliana limped to an emergency exit. She already saw that her blood was having an adverse effect on Tyler. Her blood was special.
Once Tyler had fully transformed back into his human form, he found himself in the gym, naked and alone. Giuliana's blood burned on his tongue and he could feel it starting to numb him. It wasn't wolfsbane or vervain that he was tasting, it was something else. His body shook in little tremors; her blood was doing this to him.
Damon dug his shovel into the ground again and Cassandra helped him to shift the dirt over the grave for the young vampire that Jeremy had killed in the Lake House.
"Well, today was a bust." Cassandra sighed and turned her shovel over to pat the dirt down.
"Tell me about it. Jeremy only made one kill." Damon tossed his own shovel aside, done with the job.
"Oh well, Klaus will have to deal with it. That big baby has to wait for his precious cure." She spoke and leaned back against a tree.
"He just wants it for Elena and so does Stefan." He nodded and stood across from her.
"You know what this will turn into right?" She asked him aloud and he nodded for her to continue. "It will turn into a race for the cure."
"Wonderful." Damon deadpanned. "Told you that we should have stayed in Spain."
"Next time, I won't argue." She chuckled. "But it looks like we'll be a team together for the cure. And I wouldn't want to be on anyone's team but yours."
Damon smiled at that, looking up at the night sky and the twinkling stars that spread across the entire expanse of it. "So, listen...can I talk to you about something?"
"Sure, anything." Cassandra pushed herself off the tree and walked to meet him.
"After we get this cure," He started and locked his eyes with hers. "I was thinking..."
"Damon, spit it out." She said firmly and the vampire took her hands in his.
"Okay," he squeezed her hands tightly before taking a deep breath. "I'm going to get this cure for you. For us. And when we are human, I want something a little more..."
The vampire trailed off and let go of one of her hands. It gently brushed over her stomach and his fingertips lightly tickled her. Their eyes met once more, Cassandra's were dewy and almost dreamlike. "I know we just got married and it's a lot to think about but-"
Cassandra then cupped his cheeks and pressed her lips against his, successfully cutting him off. Damon didn't need to explain himself, his words had said enough and she was so overjoyed that he was eager to start a family. Her tears of joy streaked his cheeks and hers and his arms encircled her waist, pulling her to him tightly. His wife threaded her fingers through his soft hair and she lightly nibbled his lower lip before pulling back slightly. "Like you had to ask." She whispered and stroked his cheeks. "Of course! Oh, Damon, I love you so much!" Cassandra nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck and wrapped her arms around him.
"I love you too." He stroked her hair softly and rested his chin on top of her head. His blue eyes looked up towards the sky again, his vision partly being blurred by his own tears of joy. Damon kissed Cassandra's hair and could only wish that his best buddy Alaric was here to hear this news, but Damon knew that Alaric was always watching over them.
"Damn, this place is a dump." Cassandra wrinkled her nose as she walked into a bar just off the property of the Lake House with Damon, Jeremy, and Matt. They all looked around when the smell of blood entered Cassandra's and Damon's nostrils. Bodies were scattered all over the bar, on the floor, on pool tables, hanging over the bar. They were everywhere.
"I was beginning to worry you lot wouldn't find the place." Klaus murmured from his spot at the bar.
"The hell?" Jeremy growled.
"Did you kill all these people?" Matt was in shock.
Klaus rose from his seat, taking his scotch with him. "Not exactly. They're in transition and killing them is your job." He pointed to Jeremy.
The young hunter clenched his fists, gnashing his teeth at the newlyweds. "You said you were going to convince Klaus to do this another way!"
"Well..." Cassandra started.
"We thought about it, and then we realized his idea was better." Damon explained and Klaus smirked from ear to ear as one of the transitioning vampires on the bar started to wake up.
So, what's up with Giuliana's blood? Damon wants little babies running around!
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