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' Mom, dad, I want you to meet Damon.' I say, while I drag my gorgeous blue eyed boyfriend into the living room. ' Damon, this is my mother Miranda and my father Grayson.'

' It's nice to finally meet the both of you.' Damon says smiling.

' The pleasure is ours, Damon.' My mother replies. ' We were pretty curious about the guy that our daughter can't stop talking about.'

Damon looks at me, the big grin on his face is hard to miss and I can find sparks of pleasure in his eyes.

I smile when I see the approving look on my parents faces, not that I was scared that they would react otherwise, almost no one can resist his charm and by the time that he smiled my parents were already sold.

' So Damon, do you attend school with Elena?' My father asks. ' She might tell a lot about you, but we have no idea where the two of you know each other from.'

' No sir, I'm not in high school anymore, I'm going to college.' Damon replies. ' My younger brother, Stefan, goes to high school with Elena, we know each other through him.'

My father walks towards the cabinet where he holds his liquor, he takes out a bottle of bourbon.

' Would you like a glass, Damon?' He asks, while he is already taking two glasses.

' It would be rude of me to refuse, wouldn't it?' Damon smirks. ' I'd like a glass, thank you, it's my favorite brand.'

' It looks like we have something in common, Damon.' My father replies laughing. ' My daughter surely has a good taste in man.'

My dream abruptly ends when Damon wakes me up by giving me little kisses all over my face.

' Good morning, sleepyhead.' He smirks when he sees that I'm awake. ' Did you sleep well? It looked like you where dreaming.'

' I was dreaming, Damon.' I reply, disappointed about waking up. ' Couldn't you let me sleep some more? It was a nice dream.'

' It's almost noon, honey.' Damon says, while he softly pushes a lock of hair behind my ear. ' Tell me, what exactly was that dream about?'

' It was about my parents.' I answer, trying to keep the image of them smiling real, but it's already fading away. ' I was introducing them to my boyfriend.'

' Which one?' Damon asks curiously.

' Do you think I have more than one boyfriend?' I return the question, raising an eyebrow.

' No, but you had other boyfriends before me.' Damon answers. ' Was it Matt? Or Stefan?'

' It was you, silly.' I giggle. ' I was introducing you to my parents.'

' Oh dear.' Damon sighs. ' Is that what you are calling a nice dream? They probably thought that I was a bad ass criminal who's no good for their daughter.'

' No, it was my dream, in my dream they never would think like that about you.' I reply, while I crawl into his arms. ' They liked you.'

' Ohw, just like aunt Jenna? Who thought I was hot.' He smirks. ' And an ass.'

I laugh. ' I almost forgot that.'

' Do you miss them?' Damon asks. ' Your parents?'

' Every single minute of every single day.' I reply softly. ' Sometimes I even feel bad for being happy, although I know that they would want me to be happy.'

' I think they would be proud of you.' Damon says, while he caresses my cheek with his hand. ' I think that they would be proud on the strong young woman you have become.'

' And I'm sure, that if they had the chance to meet you, they would have loved you.' I reply. ' Just because you make me happy.'

' I think my dad would have liked you to.' Damon says, while he puts his arms under his head. ' Only he would have found you a better match for Stefan than for me.'

' You don't know that.' I reply. ' Do you really think he would prefer me to date Stefan when I was the one that made you happy?'

' My father always liked Stefan better than me.' Damon sighs. ' He preferred Stefan, for him Stefan was everything he wanted in a son. I just was a big disappointment.'

' So you think that your father loved Stefan more?' I ask.

' Let me show you something.' Damon replies while he stands up from the bed.

He helps me up and we walk to another room, one that I didn't enter before.

' Take a look around.' Damon says. ' This is my father's room. Tell me what you see and if you miss something.'

There's one thing that draws my attention immediately, a big portrait of a woman that's hanging above the bed of Giuseppe Salvatore.

' Is that your mother?' I ask, stunned by the beauty of the woman.

He nods. ' She died a few years before Stefan and I died.'

' Where you close with her?' I ask while I take his hand into mine.

' Yes, in contrast with my father, I was really close with her.' Damon sighs. ' Her passing away broke me, it took me a while to move on.'

' What was she like?' I ask, still looking at the portrait.

' She was the opposite of my father, she was sweet and caring, she never doubted someone's choice.' Damon says. ' I never understood why she married my father, but apparently she loved him.'

' It sounds like she was a wonderful woman.' I say.

' She was.' Damon replies. ' But my father loved her too, he loved her incredibly much, it almost killed him when she died and since then our bound got worse.'

' There's a picture of Stefan in here too.' I say, observing the room. ' But I don't see one of you.'

' It's here.' Damon says, while he opens up the night stand and takes a picture out of it. ' It's not that my father didn't love me, he only preferred Stefan.'

' It's kind of ironic, isn't it.' I reply. ' The one that he preferred turned out to be the one that killed him.'

' On that moment my father hated the both of us.' Damon says. ' He disgusted vampires, he wanted them where they belonged, underneath the ground, dead.'

' I'm sorry.' I say while I hug him.

' It's ok, Elena.' Damon replies. ' Let's go downstairs, fix ourselves some lunch.'

' How much blood do we have left?' I ask, while we walk back out of the room.

' Not much, if we only drink what we really need, we have enough left for another week.' Damon answers. ' Miss Forbes and Matt already donated some of their blood. Jack wanted to give some of his too, but we didn't think it was a good idea because of his age.'

' It was nice of him to offer.' I say, going down the stairs.

' I really had the wrong idea about the guy.' Damon replies. ' He isn't that bad after all.'

When we walk into the kitchen, we bump into Caroline, who's just pouring herself a cup of coffee.

' Good midday.' She says. ' Coffee?'

' That would be nice.' I reply. ' Thank you, Caroline.'

Caroline gives me a cup of coffee, Damon hands me a bag of blood and I start eating my lunch.

I just finished my lunch when Miss Forbes walks in and a second later I see something on Damon's face what worries me.

' Where are Jack and Matt?' He asks.

' They are outside.' Miss Forbes answers. ' Why?'

' You have to go.' Damon says. ' Take Jack and Matt with you, go into the woods, just go.'

' Why? What's wrong?' Miss Forbes asks.

Now I'm hearing it to, footsteps that are coming towards the house, not just from one person, the footsteps that I'm hearing are coming from a lot of people.

I can see that Caroline is hearing them too, I can tell by the look on her face.

Only miss Forbes is standing there, not knowing what is going on.

' They found us.' I whisper, feeling fear overwhelming me. ' Miss Forbes you really need to go.'

' Aren't you coming with us?' She asks, giving Caroline a worried glance.

' We'll try to hold them back as long as possible.' Damon replies. ' But you need to get Jack and Matt and leave, if they find you here they'll kill you and tell everyone that we did it.'

Miss Forbes nods and leaves the house through the backdoor, just in time, the footsteps are really close now and a second later several vervain grenades fly through the window.

' Get down!' Damon shouts, while he lets himself drop on the floor.

Caroline and I do the same, but several pieces of the grenades already pierced my body and I can feel the vervain burn.

' We need to get out of here!' Damon shouts. ' Follow me, stay low!'

Damon starts crawling towards the backdoor and we follow him, we are only halfway when another load of grenades flies into the house.

This time they are filled with vervain gas, as soon that I breath in, I feel my lungs burning.

Caroline and Damon are already coughing and on that moment I know that there's no way that we'll get outside.

With the last of my powers I crawl to Damon, who lies on the floor, barely conscious.

Caroline already passed out and lies a few steps away from me.

' Damon, we need to get out of here.' I whisper, while I lie down next to him, not able to crawl any further.

' You go, Elena.' Damon whispers. ' I can't go any further, save yourself.'

Then he passes out too and it isn't going to take long before I pass out myself.

My head is turning, I'm feeling dizzy and my breathing is fast and irregular.

The last thing that I hear before I lose conscious is the door that get's smashed open.

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