There is some much needed tension in this chapter! Thanks so much for all of the amazing love and support :) I took some advice from a reviewer, Supa Luv, about changing some of the sex positions so I did some research and was stunned that there were so many different ones! Cass and Damon will be getting a little freaky in this one and other chapters to follow!
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Damon skimmed his fingertips over his lovers exposed back and shoulders as his lips closed over her ear lobe, his teeth nibbling the skin. Cassandra shifted in bed, moaning at the force that was trying to rouse her from a blissful sleep. She peeked one eye open to see that she was staring at the wall and Damon was hugging her from behind. So, technically she could still act like she was sleeping. Her eye closed and she snuggled into the pillow.
"I know you're awake." Damon murmured in her ear and she let out a deep sigh. She was just too comfortable for words. She'd be content with just lying in bed all day with her lover by her side.
"No...I wanna sleep a little more. Your meeting with Elijah is in a couple hours." Cassandra belly ached.
"Then I'll go and leave you sleeping." Damon offered and she turned in his grip, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Leaving your woman all alone in bed?" She tisked. "That's not very gentlemanly of you."
"I gotta go; the King of the Buzz Kills is waiting." Damon said but she pulled him down for a kiss. Her lips possessed his and he wanted nothing more than to stay with her but he really did have to go. Damon pulled back slightly, his breath ghosting over her lips. "Are you trying to seduce me into staying in bed with you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Maybe..." She trailed off as her fingers played over his shoulder and trailed down his back.
Damon kissed her pouting lips once more. "I have to go." He said and she obliged him by untangling her limbs from his. He climbed out of their warm bed and Cassandra felt the incredible urge to bite his bare ass as he padded across the room. She lay on her stomach, propping herself up on her elbow as her dainty feet dangled in the air. She giggled softly, trying to catch Damon's attention, but so far she was failing. Her nose scrunched and her lips pouted, disgruntled that he wasn't enamored with her, but she could see that he was struggling to keep his eyes on the array of shirts in his drawer. It never took him this long to pick out a shirt. Cassandra slithered out of bed, her hips swaying side to side as she moved to stand behind him. Damon didn't even notice she'd moved since he kept his eyes downward. She wrapped her hand around his body and gripped his hard cock, holding it firmly and Damon knew that he was done for. She heard him gasp, his attention quickly moved from those damn shirts to the hand now slowly pumping his morning wood. Damon leaned into her and Cassandra hugged her body closer to his, her soft but firm breast squishing against his back.
"It seems I have your attention again." She purred in his ear. Her tongue darted out to lap over the shell of his ear before blowing air over the wet skin. His cock jerked in her grip and his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
"You know how hot that gets me." Damon breathed, his hips thrusting to meet her hand.
"Remind me again?" She whispered playfully, her teeth nibbling at his ear lobe.
"You taking control." He moaned as she tightened her hand around him. "You know that Elijah will decapitate me if I don't show up on time." He gritted. Damn Originals and their punctuality.
"Not if I have anything to say about it." Cassandra said as her lips moved down to his shoulder blade while her other hand snuck around his lithe body to join her already moving one. She twisted her wrists in opposition and moved them up down, his toes were practically curling against the floor. Her thumb brushed the underside of his throbbing head and Damon shuddered. She gently squeezed him in moderation, varying her pace to make him so hard he was curling into his belly button. Pre cum was glistening over his slit as it dribbled down the sides of his thick shaft.
"That feels good?" She playfully bit the junction where his shoulder and neck met. He moaned in appreciation, her hands working even faster now. His hips thrust upwards, fucking her hot little hands since he was rendered useless. "Mmm, I just love teasing you." She kissed his shoulder blade. "The little sounds you make drive me crazy. They make me so wet." She purred, rubbing her bare pussy against his behind. He would sometimes try to hold back his growls and whimpers but most times he couldn't, especially since she knew how to make him shiver.
"Cassandra…" He breathed.
"Tell me to stop, and I will." She whispered. There was a little problem there, he couldn't tell her to stop, nor did he want her to stop. He heard her giggling behind him; she had him right where she wanted. "Damon?" She called in a sing song voice. "You're not saying much." She laughed and suddenly Damon turned them, lifting Cassandra onto his dresser drawers. He moved to step in between her open legs but she closed them coyly. She tisked playfully and blurred him to sit on a spare chair near his desk. She straddled him, his cock resting between their naked bodies. Cassandra propped her feet to rest on the back of the chair while sliding his cock passed her slick lips and into her core. Damon raised an eyebrow at what she would do next but she just smirked before bending her body backwards to rest her hands on the floor. His eyes rolled back in his sockets as she started to thrust her hips against him. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, giving her more leverage as his eyes were glued on his cock that was disappearing inside her. Her breasts gently bounced and the arch of her back made her taut tummy look even more enticing. Damon was a visual guy and just loved watching her pussy envelope his monstrous cock.
"Who knew you were such a freak in the bedroom?" Damon quipped. By far, she was making his dirtiest fantasies come true. He would be in the middle of a council meeting and his mind would just drift off to Cassandra sprawled out on a desk with nothing but her 'fuck me' pumps on. Try sitting through a council meeting with a hard-on. One of his hands unhanded her thigh to tickle up and down her stomach.
"I like to make things interesting." She giggled, her short little laughs sending pleasure to her little swollen button. She moved her hips faster against his, her head falling back, allowing Damon to see every blink of her big brown eyes and every moan that passed her lips.
"Oh, yeah? Well, I've got a few of my own moves that I'd love to try out on you." He smirked, his hands gripping her hips tightly to help her move a little faster.
"Do tell." Cassandra moaned as Damon's cock brushed her g-spot.
"I'd much rather show you." He said in a husky whisper. Damon scooted himself to the edge of the chair, Cassandra tipped forward with him but was sure to hold her hips. She squealed from the sudden movement, but relaxed feeling her upper back against the floor.
"Damon! What are you…ohh…ooh shit!" Her protests turned into loud moans as Damon squatted, his cock pushed inside her to the hilt before bending and straightening his knees slightly.
"I'm sorry, what was that?" He smirked and Cassandra just rolled her eyes.
"I said, shut it and don't stop." She huffed, her body starting to go lightheaded from being upside down. The blood was rushing to her head and she closed her eyes, letting the numbing sensation take over. "Play with my clit, baby, please." Her breathless moan reached his ears and his thumb circled over her protruding button.
"Like this?" He cooed.
"Mmm, a little faster." She nodded.
"What my girl wants, my girl gets." His thumb flicked back and forth, the pace increasing with the pace of his thrusts.
"Your girl wants to cum so hard." Cassandra gasped as her clit tingled and the coil in her belly tightened.
"And my girl will cum." Damon moaned, her walls contracting violently around him. He was balls deep in her now and stilled for a moment before grinding his hips into hers. This change allowed Damon's cock to hit every spot that would make her scream in delight. Cassandra's hands went to her breasts, pulling and tugging at her nipples, making them hard as she felt her orgasm coming in quickly. "Here it comes, baby. You ready for my cum?"
"Give it to me." Her eyes opened for him and her pupils were dilated and heavy with lust. "Please, I want it so bad." She pleaded. That was all it took for Damon to fall off the edge. His cock twitched inside her warm center, his seed spilling along her quivering walls as they squeezed him.
"Do you feel it, baby? You feel my cum inside you?" He panted as his thrusts slowed, spurting the last ropes of his sticky cum. Cassandra gave a low moan, her head unable to comprehend what was happening. She was dizzy and her blood was pulsing in her ears. Damon slowly and carefully lifted her up, cradling her to his chest and sat back in the chair. "You okay, Cass?" He lightly chuckled, kissing her flushed and sweaty skin.
"I love your ingenuity and all, but…would you still think I'm sexy if I hurled on you?" She breathed tiredly.
"Of course I would." He cooed and rubbed her back in lazy circles. Damon rose up from the chair and gently eased her into their bed.
"I'll just sleep…sleep it off, okay?" Cassandra hummed quietly and Damon nodded, kissing her forehead. "Tell Elijah I say hi."
"I will, see you later. I love you."
Damon was more than happy to see that Cassandra was looking much better when he arrived home. He wouldn't tell her this, but she did look a little green before. She was sitting up in bed, fully showered and dressed in little booty shorts and a tank top.
"Someone's feeling better." He smirked, shrugging off his leather jacket.
"Hey!" She said excitedly. "What was your meeting with Elijah about?" Cassandra asked.
"Nothing." Damon said nonchalantly as he busied himself with changing his clothes. Cassandra raised an eyebrow at him. "We're just having a dinner party at Klaus's."
"What time? I'll get ready." She said and meandered over to her closet. "Of course I have to watch my back because you do remember what happened the last time I went to a dinner party. I was literally stabbed in the back." Cassandra rifled through the endless amounts of hangers.
"Well…it's just us guys." Damon spoke up.
"Oh, come on, you're really not going all male chauvinist on me." She scoffed, turning over her shoulder.
"And you're not going all proud feminist on me." He smirked.
Cassandra huffed, "Ouch."
"Look, it's just a dinner with the guys." He shrugged, pulling out a V-neck long sleeved shirt.
"And what about bringing your fiancé? Besides, I would like to see Elijah, it's been a while." She mused, but she realized that Damon wasn't completely listening to her. His gaze was fixed on the window pane and his thoughts were running a thousand miles a minute. Damon felt Cassandra's arms snake around his waist and her cheek nuzzled his back. "What's wrong?" She pouted. Damon just shrugged out her hold and pulled on his shirt. "Damon," She called but he didn't answer her. Cassandra finally gripped his upper arm, turning him to face her. "Damon, what happened with Elijah this morning?"
"I told you, nothing." He dismissed. What could he say? Oh, we're just planning Klaus's destruction, no big deal.
"It's not, nothing. What are you hiding from me?" Cassandra asked seriously. "What are you planning and why aren't you telling me?"
"I'm not telling you because I don't want you to have anything to do with it when it goes down." He replied.
"Don't exclude me from this, Damon." She growled.
"I'm not risking you getting hurt over this." Damon protested. "And I want you as far away from Klaus as possible."
"Why? You don't think I can take care of myself?" Cassandra crossed her arms over her chest.
"It's not that…"
"Do you not trust me around him? Is that it?" She interrupted him.
"Cassandra…"
"No, Damon, don't worry about me. I'll just sit at home, sheltered from everyone." Cassandra threw her hands up in surrender. "If anything, I don't trust you too much right now." She sneered.
"Really? It's going to be like this?" Damon snapped.
"I'm just going with the flow. Have fun tonight." She replied snidely, gripping a book from her bedside table and flopping down in a chair. Her angry eyes glared at him before diving into the words of the book. Damon could fight her tooth and nail on this debate, but he'd rather her be a little angry and stay home than come to Klaus's tonight.
"I'll see you later, alright?" He inquired and she didn't say a word. She craned her neck closer to the book as if to analyze the words closely.
"Tell me, Damon. Where is the lovely Cassandra?" Elijah asked and Damon's grip tightened around his utensils. He was sincerely hoping that no one would ask where Cassandra was. She hadn't said one word to him the entire day, not even a 'see you later' or 'have a good time tonight.' The dinner party had been going fairly well. Damon had put his proposal up for a review, but Klaus made the fact that he would never leave Elena alone very clear.
"Oh, a lover's quarrel, already?" Klaus teased as he popped a piece of meat in his mouth. "You two aren't even married yet."
"Married?" Elijah raised an eyebrow.
"I'm sorry. You've missed so much. Damon and Cassandra are now engaged." Klaus stated with a little jealous twinge and Elijah looked questioningly at them.
"Well, congratulations, Damon." Elijah said graciously.
"Thank you, Elijah. I mean, you really have to picture it: horseback riding along the Italian seaside, lazy afternoons, and sight-seeing in Rome. It really was an exquisite trip." He recalled as he sipped some wine. It really was a magical adventure. He wished that they were there right now as opposed to Klaus's manor.
"I just wish Cassandra was here so I could congratulate her as well." Elijah smiled.
"I told Cassandra that it was just us guys." The vampire replied.
"I'm sure she loved hearing that." Klaus smirked before taking a generous sip of wine.
"You know I never like to miss a party." Cassandra chirped as she sauntered into the dining room. Damon's jaw dropped that she had suddenly showed up while Klaus just chuckled to himself. "I hope you don't mind. I wouldn't like to impose, but one of your girls has already let me in." She said confidently.
"Not at all. The company of a lady is always welcome. Ladies, shall we get our guest a place setting and a chair?" Klaus said and the women bustled to fill his request. A blonde girl came back with a chair, setting it in between Klaus and Damon. Being the generous host he was, Klaus let Cassandra sit before pushing her chair in behind her.
"Hey honey." Cassandra purred, giving Damon a quick kiss on the lips and a sweet smile. Damon reciprocated the kiss as to not draw attention to their tension, but he was sure to give her a hard look and she just winked at him. "So, gentlemen, what'd I miss?" She asked as a brunette woman placed a plate, wine glass and utensils at her setting.
"Niklaus was just telling me of your and Damon's recent engagement. Congratulations." Elijah smiled.
"Thank you, Elijah." She replied but her eyes then wandered to his new hairdo. He did look much more handsome with shorter hair. "You cut your hair. I must say, it looks much better, more this century." Cassandra laughed and lifted her glass to toast with his. He smiled, clicking their glasses together.
"Will Elena be joining us as well?" Elijah asked and Klaus laughed even harder than before while Damon and Cassandra stiffened.
"There's trouble in paradise for our favorite ripper and doppelganger." Klaus replied.
"One more word about Elena and this dinner is over." Stefan said coolly as he kept his eyes on Klaus. The hybrid chuckled, placing a teasing finger over his lips.
"Don't be rude, Stefan." Cassandra chided.
"Just because we're on his turf doesn't mean we have to kiss his ass for seven courses." The young vampire replied.
"Well, since Elena is out of the question, how about we enlighten you on the Original Petrova?" Klaus smirked.
"Original Petrova?" Cassandra asked.
"When our family first settled here, there was a girl named Tatia. She was an exquisite beauty. Every boy her age desired to be her suitor even though she'd had a child by another man and none loved her more than Niklaus." Elijah recounted.
"I'd say there was one who loved her at least as much." Klaus said.
"Wait a minute, so you both loved the same girl?" Stefan looked between the two brothers and they both nodded.
"Much like you and Damon loved Katerina." Klaus said. "However, if someone who I presumably loved suddenly moved on to someone else so easily, I think I would go into a rage." He added and Cassandra immediately knew he was talking about Damon falling for Katherine after she was turned. "Then after that certain someone comes back to Mystic Falls only to fall in love with the doppelganger. I guess that's just the allure of the Petrova doppelganger."
"I think you mean compulsion when you use the term 'allure.'" Damon muttered, suddenly becoming uncomfortable where this conversation was going. Cassandra was doing no better; she too was shifting in her seat as she twirled her wine glass. Elijah looked between the three conflicting parties while Stefan just pushed some food around on his plate.
"Ah, yes. That pesky compulsion can cause for some problems, but you still insisted on coming back for Katerina. Of course, she never really loved you so you moved on to Elena." Klaus spoke. "Am I getting all this right, Damon?" As if the elder Salvatore didn't have enough problems. He really didn't need his past being thrown out on the table.
"You know it's never good to dwell on the past…" Damon started.
"So, Cassandra was more or less the second or third choice in this entire relationship." The hybrid's eyes met Cassandra's who were now shining with tears. She glared back at him, her jaw tight and tensed. "Don't be too upset, love. It's just in his nature." He said with a smirk.
Cassandra felt the walls of the room closing in around her. She couldn't handle this. She was a fool to think she could. The female hybrid placed her glass down before pushing out her chair. "I think I'm gonna get some air. Gentlemen, excuse me." She hushed and Damon went to get up with her, but her hard gaze stopped him dead in his tracks. Her once confident clicks of her heels across the floor now sounded lethargic and heavy. They all looked after her, Damon clenched his fists, pretty sure if there was something in them, it'd shatter.
"Poor thing." Klaus pouted and made a movement to get up and go after her but a hard hand on his wrist stopped him, Damon's hand.
"Haven't you done enough?" He snarled and Klaus met his threatening gaze. The two men continued to stare the other down until Klaus sat back in his chair.
"Go after her, brother." Klaus said and Elijah nodded, following the path of the female hybrid. As soon as Elijah was out of the room, Damon swore he'd ring Klaus's neck. The look of pure rage was clear on the vampire's face. "Oh come now, Damon. You heard me when I said I'd have her for myself. Even if I have to rot this relationship from the inside out, I'll do it." He glowered and Damon glared back at him.
"I think things will get a little easier when you finally admit that she loves me and not you. The ring on her finger means she'll be marrying me and not you." Damon growled. "Before we came here, we were having a little fun and I couldn't help but notice that she was screaming my name and not yours." He hissed and Klaus suddenly lunged himself across the table at him. The two wrestled on the floor, grunting and growling while Stefan just stepped back. He knew his brother didn't have a fighting chance. Elijah and Cassandra ran back into the room, a look of pure confusion on their faces. Cassandra gripped Klaus by the back of his shirt, yanking him off Damon before checking on him. His bruised face healed in her hands and Klaus felt his blood boil seeing the two so tender with each other. The hybrid took Cassandra, hauling her off Damon and over to the fireplace.
"You think this means anything?" Klaus sneered, gripping her left hand in his and flashing the ring at Damon. He kicked behind each leg, her knees buckling as she hit the floor. Klaus shoved her hand into the flames and Cassandra screamed out, trying to pull her hand back, but Klaus wouldn't let her. Damon blurred to the pair, but Elijah slammed him against the wall.
"What are you doing?" He choked out to the Original, but Elijah held him in place. Cassandra cried out again and Damon could see the skin bubbling and dripping off her fingers. His stomach twisted in knots as he struggled against Elijah. "STOP!" He shouted and Klaus let up a little bit, the female hybrid's screams lessening into soft whimpers.
"Now bring me my coffin before I burn her alive." Klaus snickered.
"I'll get it." Damon growled. His eyes never left Cassandra's tear stained cheeks and pushed past Elijah. Stefan went as well.
"Go with them brother, you keep them honest. When you get back, I will make good on my promise to you and I will hand over our family." Klaus promised and Elijah's pained gaze met Cassandra's. This certainly wasn't his intention. The Original left after the brothers, hoping they'd all get that last coffin before Cassandra's hand burned off.
The embers of the fire licked at Cassandra's charring bones. Her teeth were gritting together in an effort to squelch her screams. The ring was nearly slipping off her finger as she desperately tried to keep a hold on it. Tonight was just full of disappointments. Klaus would be getting what he wanted, again, while playing 'set the hybrid on fire' with Cassandra.
"Come on, sweetheart. Scream." Klaus taunted, jerking her hand further into the fireplace. Cassandra let out a pained groan, her eyes screwing shut. He crouched down to her level, his mouth at her ear. His lips played over her skin, the stubble of his facial hair scratching her cheek. "You know you want to." He whispered menacingly in her ear. Klaus guided her hand closer to the base of the flames and Cassandra thought her jaw would break at the force she was grinding her teeth.
"Go fuck yourself, Klaus." She growled, her eyes burning from the closeness of the fire.
"Such foul language coming from that pretty little mouth of yours." He tisked. "I'm surprised that Damon's not back yet. I mean, you'd think he'd drag that coffin through the mud to get his beautiful fiancé out of the clutches of–"
"A complete psycho? Yeah, I'd think so too!" Cassandra snapped as she cradled her charred hand. What was taking them so long? "Should I even bother to ask who is in that coffin? Or will you burn my face off?" She asked snidely. Klaus gripped her throat, lifting her up off the ground and slamming her into the wall. "You know, this really isn't the proper way to treat your dinner guests." She choked as Klaus's grip tightened, his nails digging into her skin.
"How many times do I have to drill into your head that you're just second best to him?" Klaus growled.
"Keep drilling. I won't listen." She gritted. "Stop trying to ruin my happiness!"
"I'm just speaking the truth, darling. You think another piece of ass won't just walk on by and Damon's eyes won't wander?" He snickered.
"You obviously don't know him very well." Cassandra sneered. "I'd kill him."
"I know that very well. Perhaps this engagement won't last very long." He teased.
"Oh, it'll last, once you're dead and gone." She whispered menacingly before stabbing Klaus in the back with the white oak ash dagger. He staggered, letting Cassandra drop to the ground while he reached for the dagger in his back. Cassandra coughed as the purple strangle marks on her neck healed and Klaus pulled the dagger out of his skin just as Elijah and Damon came back into the room along with a woman holding a covered platter. Damon immediately helped Cassandra up while Klaus looked between the three of them.
"Elijah, why haven't you left?" He asked.
"Where are your manners, brother? You forgot dessert." Elijah smirked and removed the cover from the platter. There sat two daggers neatly placed side by side.
"What have you done?" Klaus asked nervously.
"What have you done?" Elijah countered. "See, I've learned not to trust your vulgar promises, Klaus. We're doing this on my terms now." He finished and a tall brown haired gentleman entered the room. Klaus took a couple steps back from him, his hands up in surrender.
"Kol."
"Long time, brother." Kol smirked. Klaus blurred to move past the group but another man stopped him. He had longer hair and one of the daggers from the platter in his hand.
"Finn, don't." Klaus pleaded, but Finn stabbed Klaus in the hand. Once the dagger was taken out, Klaus turned on his heel but was met with a dagger in his stomach. "Rebekah." He gritted.
"This is for our mother." She whispered, shoving him away, but still pointing the dagger at him. Kol gripped Klaus from behind, holding his arms in a vice grip while the siblings closed in on Klaus.
"You're free to go." Elijah said to Cassandra and Damon. The couple didn't bother protesting as they both left the house.
"Are you insane?" Damon growled once the two of them were out far enough in the woods. Cassandra just rolled her eyes and kept walking.
"Oh, don't gimme that crap, Damon! You expected me not to come tonight?" She raised an eyebrow at him. "I needed to make sure Elijah would be honest." She said and pulled the dagger from behind her.
"Well, you're looking…not dead." Cassandra smirked as she leaned up against a tree out in a field somewhere. The man across from her chuckled to himself and ran a hand through his much shorter hair.
"I have you and your boyfriend to thank for that." Elijah said. "Although, judging by the ring on your finger, you two are a little more involved." He added. He'd seen a glimpse of the ring just as he was waking up from his slumber, right before they closed the coffin door on him.
Cassandra twisted the ring around her finger, a nervous habit she had picked up. She was deliberately going behind Damon's back by doing this, but he did the same to her this morning. She wouldn't allow herself to be a spectator in this whole ordeal. The female hybrid couldn't help but see a glimmer of something in Elijah's eye. Perhaps it was a little sadness? "I know the last time we saw each other, you told me you loved me…" She trailed off, meeting his oak brown gaze.
"The love I have for you is different from the way Damon loves you, Cassandra. That night…I just couldn't stand seeing you hurt and you were almost Klaus's little plaything." He explained.
"For a while I was. I was paying my debt to him for saving Damon. I had no idea that my blood would have healed him. I hope you're still not sore at me for stabbing you." She said quietly.
"Klaus compelled you; there was nothing you could do." Elijah knew her apology was sincere but it wasn't necessary. Her apology was better than Klaus's. Cassandra sighed, thankful that he wasn't angry with her.
"Dare I ask, what's going on tonight?" She asked as she propped her heel up against the stump of the tree she was resting against.
"Damon hasn't told you?" Elijah raised an eyebrow at her.
"Nope. He wants me to steer clear of Klaus. Now, you've been asleep for a while, but he's made me human, tried to kill me, proclaimed his love for me, and then kissed me." She rambled off, counting each action on her fingers.
"A lot has happened in Mystic Falls then." Elijah chuckled. "Niklaus has always taken a liking to you. He loved you back then and I'm sure he still does."
"But I love Damon. He just…doesn't see that." Cassandra protested. "He is hell bent on having me in every way that he can."
"I know that." He said solemnly. "Damon and I are planning on waking up the rest of my siblings, Rebekah as well."
"I'm in." She said with a wry smile. "If Damon thinks I'm really going to sit home and pout, than he's got another thing coming for him."
"Are you sure you can do this?" Elijah asked.
"Are you?" She countered. "Klaus is your family and you betrayed us once before." Elijah stayed quiet, but still stood strong and stoic. "But just to make things a little more balanced, should you make a move against us…we still have your dagger." She reached behind her, pulling the infamous dagger and twirling it around in the air.
"I'm not playing Klaus's game anymore, Cassandra, so there's no need for violence." He spoke. The female hybrid shrugged, placing the dagger in her back pocket once again.
"No, no violence. It's just our little insurance policy should something go wrong tonight." She smirked.
"Nothing will, I assure you." Elijah promised. "Tonight, then?"
Cassandra nodded. "Tonight." She pushed herself off the tree, turned on her heel and walked out of the field. She sincerely hoped that they could trust Elijah, but she had the feeling that he was done with Klaus's lies.
Elijah chuckled to himself watching her leave. She certainly was a force to be reckoned with. He took her word that she would use the dagger against him, but knew that she wouldn't have to. Klaus had betrayed him one too many times to be forgiven. Family was family, but he had to draw the line somewhere.
He knew she and Damon would eventually tie the knot, however Elijah thought marriage wasn't Damon's style. Either way, they were meant to be together for a reason. Their connection was the kind human's dreamed about. Perhaps he was daggered for too long, but he felt that Cassandra was becoming more and more like Damon.
After all, Damon had threatened him the same way this morning.
"You met with Elijah?" He asked incredulously and gripped her arm, turning her to face him. "You went behind my back?"
"And you went behind mine. Now we're even." She growled.
"You sold me out." He gritted.
"No, you wouldn't tell me anything so I acted on my own." Cassandra defended.
"You were the one who pulled the daggers out." Damon mused and she nodded.
Cassandra threw open the lid of the first coffin and had the dagger out by the time Elijah joined her. She had the second open and handed both daggers to Elijah. She never met Klaus's other siblings; the only one she knew was Rebekah. Elijah removed the dagger from his baby sister and the two paced nervously, waiting for the Originals to awaken. Elijah still could see that Cassandra was upset by Klaus's words.
"Ignore my brother, Cassandra." Elijah pleaded quietly and Cassandra just silently braced her hands on the edge of a casket. Her knuckles were turning white from the force of her grip.
"I can't…" She whispered as her eyes watered once again. "I get what he means though. Why did he come back for her? If he really loved me then why was getting Katherine back so important?" Right now these were all unanswered questions and they would have to wait till the end of the night judging from the sounds of growls coming from the dining room. Cassandra wiped a few tears that had fallen, composing herself, but Elijah could see that she was still broken inside. "Men. You can't leave them alone for a moment without them trying to bring the walls down." She scoffed and the two returned to the dining room.
"I couldn't let you do it alone." She said.
"So much for trusting one another." Damon muttered sarcastically.
"Damon, trust breeds trust. You didn't trust me today so I didn't trust you."
"You've gotta be kidding me." He growled.
"And what was said tonight at dinner wasn't too reassuring either." She hushed and Damon visibly tensed.
"Cassandra…" He started and ran a nervous hand through his hair. "I love you more than anything."
"Then why did you go after Katherine? And then Elena?" She waited for an answer, but the silence stretched between them.
"I wouldn't think that things could go back to the way they were back in 1864." Damon said finally.
"Things almost didn't." She admitted. "I would see you with her and it broke my heart." Cassandra would lurk in the shadows outside his window and listen to their soft sighs and moans piercing the night. Her stomach would lurch whenever they said those three special words she used to share with him. "She compelled you to completely forget me. I would have been gone from your memory for good." She said tearfully.
"I know that…" He whispered.
"What if I hadn't been able to break it?"
"Then none of this would have happened! You wouldn't be here and I wouldn't have fallen in love with you." Damon snapped and it was now Cassandra's turn to stay quiet. "Do you honestly think I still love either of them?"
"I don't know, Damon. Do you?" She asked him.
"Would I be marrying you if I did?" His eyes wandered down to her left hand but his stomach dropped seeing that her ring is gone. Cassandra almost let out a desperate sob, she felt as if she would vomit right then and there.
"My ring." She whimpered, flexing her fingers before flailing her fist into a nearby tree trunk. "God dammit!" She wailed and turned on her heel, booking for the manor but a firm arm around her waist stopped her. "Let go of me, Damon! I need to get that ring back!" She growled.
"You're not going back there! No way!" He said, yanking her through the forest but she was resistant.
"No! I have to! I can't leave it there! Get off me!" Damon had enough of her screaming so he hoisted her up onto his shoulder. "Put me down!" She punched and clawed at his back.
"How could you just lose it?" He huffed.
"Oh my God! We're really not starting this now, are we? Klaus was burning my fingers off!"
"Enough, Cassandra. I don't wanna hear it right now." Damon growled.
"Oh, you'll hear it!" Cassandra screeched and punched his back. "Don't you dare try and pin this on me! Klaus is doing everything he can to try and put a wedge in between us."
"Well, it's working!" Damon snarled and Cassandra stopped her assaults on him.
"It's working? What the hell is that supposed to mean?" She bit angrily.
"Never mind." He dismissed it immediately but even his own words scared him. Cassandra pushed even harder against him until she thrust her foot into his groin. Damon buckled, allowing her feet to touch the ground again before stalking off through the woods. Once he regained himself, Damon ran after her, shouting that he didn't mean it but she blatantly ignored him. "Cassandra! Listen to me!" He grabbed at her arm but she easily shook him off.
"Get away from me!" She hissed.
"Cass!" He growled, reaching for her shoulder but she quickly threw him off her.
"I said, don't touch me!" The female hybrid spat, her eyes an angry amber color and her fangs were just as threatening. She blurred through the woods and Damon cursed at himself. Why did he have to say something so stupid? He kicked a tree, the trunk splitting in half before it toppled over.
By the time he got home, Cassandra was already in bed, on her side, tightly tucked under the covers. Her face, although relaxed because she was asleep was still somewhat tensed. Damon watched her sleep for a while. She looked so beautiful and Damon couldn't remember what he saw in either Katherine or Elena that drew him in. He never wanted to be with any other woman except Cassandra. Should he wake her up and talk to her? Should he give her some time to cool off? He didn't know the right answer so he just tugged a pillow off the bed and grabbed a couple extra blankets from the closet before making his way downstairs. He made himself a bed on the couch in the living room. Damon couldn't remember the last time he fell asleep there, perhaps in a drunken stupor he'd done it, but not because he felt ashamed to share a bed with a woman. He felt like a complete idiot for what he said to her. He felt like an even bigger idiot letting Klaus worm his way in between them so easily. He settled himself on the couch and stared up at the ceiling from where he could hear Cassandra lightly turning in her sleep. He closed his eyes, focusing on her gentle breathing and soon enough he felt himself drift off to sleep.
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