A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's….though I wished I owned the rest….*sighs*

"Damn," Brooklyn grumbled as she stubbed her toe on the carpet. She had healed five days ago but yet it seemed coordination was the last thing to return. Just what she needed! The hunter had a week to turn her two left feet into one left and one right foot before the stupid Founder's Day party and already she was batting zero!

"Are you alright?" Elena had heard her cursing and rushed to check on her friend.

"Yeah," Brooklyn sighed as she flopped on the couch to examine her foot. "Dexterity is not my strongpoint right now it seems."

Elena sat down beside the hunter and knew it was the perfect time to talk.

"Hey Brook listen I wanna talk….About Damon."

Brooklyn froze and slowly lifted her eyes towards Elena and raised an eyebrow in the teen's direction.

"What about him?" She asked slowly. Elena smiled and waved a hand easing any fears Brooklyn may have.

"I've noticed how you two act around one another and after we found you at the farmhouse and when the vampire attacked you in the tomb…."

Brooklyn nodded as though to say she knew what Elena was implying. "I think I know where you're headed with this and yes he does. I suppose Stefan didn't mention I can read people huh?"

"No he told me," Elena shook her head.

"So why the interrogation all of a sudden?"

Elena shrugged as she answered, "Damon's always been such a self serving arrogant bastard that it's actually…..nice seeing him think of someone other than himself for a change."

"Yeah it is pretty nice huh?" Brooklyn paused for a moment then decided to just spill it. "I know Damon can be a dick and be this selfish son of a bitch sometimes but there's something still inside of him…..Something human. I can't quite put my finger on it but it's there."

The way the hunter spoke of the older brother made Elena put two and two together.

"Do you love him?"

Brooklyn was blindsided and found herself unable to form any kind of coherent answer.

"You do don't you?"

Elena's tone was gentle and held not a single trace of accusation within it. She had seen the way the hunter looked at Damon whenever they were in the same room and spoke to one another. Elena had also seen the same look when Brooklyn was around Alaric as well. Brooklyn bit down on her lip knowing Elena wouldn't give her peace until she got a satisfactory answer. Maybe it was after Chicago the feelings had started but Brooklyn had denied them as she was full of anger after Nate and flat out hated him for what had happened with Lexi.

"Brook," Elena took her hand and squeezed it, "I can see it when you're around him and when you're with Alaric."

"But after what happened with Lexi and Nate I hated Damon so much….."

"You said yourself Damon had some redeeming quality in there somewhere. Part of loving someone is to find a way of forgiving them."

Brooklyn knew she was right and had to find a way to finally grant her vampire lover forgiveness. The hunter nodded and wiped her eyes as tears had started to well.

"You're right," Brooklyn nodded in agreement, "I have to forgive Damon. I can't completely move on if I don't. The hatred would only continue consuming me until I became nothing more than what Damon was before all of this."

Elena smiled as her friend's features brightened and took the hunter in a warm embrace.

Damon rested his forehead against the glass tumbler as he sat alone in the library. It was the middle of the day and Alaric was of course doing one of the things he did best: teaching. Brooklyn had taken off and didn't return his calls making the vampire wonder what was going on with her. She had made a fast recovery after the farmhouse and worked to put the entire nightmare behind her. The vampire was finding himself wondering if she had started rethinking things and ignoring him though Stefan had assured him of otherwise.

"Damon she isn't ignoring you. You're just being paranoid."

"You're taking pleasure in this aren't you?"

"If said I wasn't then I would be lying."

As he closed his eyes and sat in silence, the sound of the door swinging open then closed caught his attention. The light footsteps padding across the hardwood floor and carpets to where he sat in the library. Damon looked up to see Brooklyn standing in the doorway- alone.

"Can we talk?" Her voice was quiet. Damon slowly sat up setting the tumbler on the stand along the way. He saw the nervousness in her smoky eyes as he approached. This was it….She didn't want him anymore.

Brooklyn picked up the vampire's trepidation and sensed he was afraid but afraid of what she didn't know. The hunter started towards him meeting him halfway across the room stopping within inches of his face. With a shaky hand she cupped the side of his face then leaned in brushing her lips along his sending shivers down the vampire's spine.

"I forgive you," the hunter whispered. The three simple words were like a key unlocking and freeing the burden which had been a crushing weight on his mind and soul.

"You do?" Damon heard himself saying.

"Yes," Came her response before the searing warmth of her mouth crushed against his. Damon pushed back in response slipping his tongue between her lips and gliding along and through the recesses of her mouth. His hands ravaged her body hungry for the touch of her bare skin ripping through the jacket and t-shirt until they felt the warmth and softness they searched for.

"Maybe we should take this somewhere more private," the vampire briefly pulled away. Brooklyn nodded then pulled him back in towards her red swollen lips locking their mouths in a heated battle for dominance over the other.

Damon winced as his cock painfully twitched in the constricted confines of his jeans. Desperate to be free of the cumbersome clothing, the vampire lifted the human up and wrapped her legs around his waist before starting up the stairs. It had been almost two weeks since he had lain with his hunter but didn't want to go fast and hard like he always had.

With the hunter's body still wrapped around his, Damon lowered their bodies on the lush spacious bed. Their mouths remained locked tight together not in a battle for supremacy but now of mutual dominance. The vampire's hands slipped easily up the human's shirt lightly raking his nails down her lower torso knowing it drove the human wild with passion. Her breathing quickened and heart raced as his lips pressed firmly against her torso. The human's fists clenched the comforter as his nimble fingers unlatched the button then tugged the zipper downward. Cool air rushed over her lower body as soft worn denim was slid over her hips then down her legs before landing on the floor in a heap.

She quickly sat up and raised her arms over her head letting the dark grey shirt be peeled away which was quickly followed by the delicate laced bra. Damon guided the human back against the bed and made quick work of his own clothing. His jeans were beyond unbearable as his cock pushed harder against the seam. Sensing his pain, Brooklyn hastily ripped the button open and jerked hard on the zipper hearing the vampire sigh in relief.

"You read my mind," his voice was low and seductive which only served to turn the hunter on even further. Brooklyn flashed a half crooked smile and laid back down into the comforter as Damon positioned the head of his swollen cock at her body's entrance. He slowly slid in feeling the heated folds then tight wet heat enclose around him perfectly. The vampire kept still for a moment letting his body take it all in- the heat, the tightness, the warmth of her skin, everything!

Brooklyn elevated her hips a little giving her vampire lover better access as his body began rocking steadily against hers. Damon gasped at the shift in her body as his cock slid deeper inside rubbing against his lover's clenching heat creating the familiar sweet friction between them. His body screamed for more but the vampire paced his thrusts wanting this to go longer than all the other times. His human had forgiven him and the vampire desired to express what she meant to him.

His mouth ran over her neck and shoulders tasting her skin and feeling the beating pulse beneath. Brooklyn arched her back up giving herself further to the vampire showing she trusted him and held no fear in her heart. Damon was inwardly touched by this gesture but said nothing as he didn't want to ruin this moment between them.

Brooklyn wrapped her legs tightly around his waist pushing her heels deep in the taut globes of his ass as her body tightened and coiled. His cock ran over the sweet swollen mound sending shudders through the human's body pushing her ever so closer to release. Damon thrusted faster knowing she was close. He hungered to hear her cry out his name and feel her body constrict around him pumping his cock with its thick pleasing warmth.

His human cried his name as her body crested and gave way to release. He felt his human's body coat his cock and thighs with a thin coat. Damon looked down watching as the beautiful grey hues welled then spilled over as tears of pleasure. He leaned in and kissed away the tiny droplets tasting the salty tears upon the tip of his tongue. His cock twitched hitting the sensitive spot causing his human lover to tighten around him even more.

The vampire surrendered his will letting his body take over at the hints of orgasm and focused on his human below. His mouth covered hers in a deep soulful kiss and slipped his hands within hers. Their fingers locked in a fierce grip as the vampire exploded and filled her waiting body. The hot ropes of release coated the damp heat marking the hunter as his. Damon heard her heart pounding hard against her chest beckoning him with its rapid tempting rhythm. Brooklyn saw the change in his eyes and tilted her head back offering herself up in trust and love.

"Do it…." She whispered wanting to feel the rush course through her veins. Damon kissed her lips and neck feeling the deadly fangs rest behind his mouth. With one hand caressing her face, the vampire pierced his lover's neck feeling her body tense up but only briefly as in an instant Brooklyn relaxed back against the bed. Damon was careful as he fed, not wanting to hurt his human but wanted her to enjoy this intimate moment between them. He knew his limits with the hunter and carefully pulled back. Their bodies remained locked together and neither human nor vampire was ready to sever this connection they shared.

I couldn't have her hating him forever now.......