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Chapter 25:

"I really don't see why I have to hunt with you when I rather want to hurt with Elijah. He's way more awesome than you..." Jenny said as they walked through the woods.

"Now that I refuse to believe and after we're done hunting Bambi I promise I'll finally give you your very own day-ring," Damon said. "Of course you do have to pay me before you get it…"

"How? I don't have any money and– oh…"

Damon smirked and kissed her hand, making her blush immensely. She already loved Damon a lot before, so when she became a vampire her feelings for him became enhanced as well.

A single kiss could make her desire his body and she didn't even want to think about how it felt to make love to him when that itself had been overwhelming to her.

"I don't know about you, but ever since I became a vampire I've been having these strange dreams and–"

"Wait, what? What dreams?"

Jenny didn't like how worried he sounded, because she'd been hoping that the dreams were just her mere imagination or normal for new vampires to experience.

"I keep dreaming about ghosts and it's not just those I already know. It's strangers I haven't even met, but who wants my help and when I wake up I can still feel their presence, but they aren't there. I know this sounds weird, but you think I can still see ghosts?"

Damon's jaw tensed. "Maybe. But you'd still lose your witch side since a witch can't be a vampire too. Have you seen any ghosts during the day?"

"No, but I keep feeling like I'm being watched, so maybe my medium powers have just been enhanced when I became a vampire. I don't know for sure, so I'll have to ask my dad about it once we return and he stops being so damn overprotective."

"He's just worried about you. So am I."

"Yeah, but you don't keep asking about how I feel, ask where I go and don't want me to be alone in a room."

Damon chuckled. "Okay, perhaps he is a little too overprotective, but I don't mind being able to spend more time with you. It's a long time since we've last been truly able to do that."

Jenny agreed and Damon leaned down to kiss her, but she suddenly caught the scent of a deer in the air and ran towards it, jumping on the full grown male deer like an animal. She sunk her fangs into its neck and drank the blood greedily.

"Wow, you actually managed to make drinking animal blood look hot!" Damon said, leaning casually against a tree.

Jenny looked up from the bleeding neck, a feral look on her blood smeared face that made even Damon shudder a little. He was so used to Jenny being a somewhat normal human girl and now she looked like his brother in his ripper days.

"I dare you to take a bite." she said.

He wrinkled his nose of disgust. "There is no way in hell that I'm ever going to drink animal blood!" he said stubbornly.

Jenny rolled her eyes. "You're such a chicken! The Damon I love would do it without hesitating – even if he doesn't enjoy it."

Damon frowned, but then in a flash he suddenly kneeled down beside her and took a large bite of the deer, near enough ripping its neck wide open. Jenny enjoyed the sight and a part of her found it even somewhat arousing – something the old Jenny might never have done.

When Damon let go of the dead animal, she jumped on him and crashed her lips against his, savoring the sweet taste of his lips and the blood in his mouth. He kissed her back passionately and rolled her under him, deepening the kiss and burying his fingers in her hair.

Jenny wanted to stop them before they went too far, but the burning desire to make love to him was so overpowering that she just gave in and let it happen. She ripped Damon's shirt off easily and went to unbutton his pants, but he stopped her hands halfway there.

"There's nothing I would like to do more than to take you right here, but you have no control over yourself right now." he said.

She pouted and sat up with him still between her legs. "Damon, I almost died about a week ago and I've been doing nothing but stressing out about Ren and Klaus. I need this and I wanted this even before I became like you. I'm still the old Jenny you know. I just… need to adjust to my enhanced senses and emotions." she said.

Damon smirked. "So you're really going to sleep with me in the woods, next to a dead deer and in the middle of the night?"

She blushed, but nodded. She missed feeling truly happy and she missed being close to him. Even though Damon wasn't too fond about the idea, then he continued kissing her and this time he didn't stop her hands as they exposed and explored every bit of his body.

Jenny didn't regret doing what they did one bit, because she felt happier than she'd ever been and he managed to send her to a blissful state that made her want to appreciate everything and everyone she had in her life – particularly Damon.

They returned to the boarding house – dirty and covered in animal blood – just before dawn and on their way back to the downstairs cellar they luckily didn't ran into anyone, so no one knew what they'd been up to in the woods besides hunting.

"I take it back," Jenny said quietly. "It's been a real pleasure to hunt with you Damon. We should definitely do it again – preferably very soon."

Damon grinned and pulled her in for a tender kiss, wiping some dirt off her cheek as he pulled back again. "Agreed. And if you want to then I'll give you some private lessons in my bedroom." he said.

Jenny's cheeks turned bright red and she looked shyly away, but he cupped her face in his hands and made her look into his eyes again.

"Goodnight, Jenny."

She smiled. "Goodnight, Damon. Thank you for helping me through all of this."

He gave her one last, but brief kiss and then left the cellar, locking it on his way out and making sure that she couldn't get out.

Just because Elijah had compelled her for him, then it didn't mean that she would be able to resist the urge for blood completely, but at least she wouldn't worry about her mother anymore and learn how to move on.

Jenny was still high on blood, so she didn't go to bed right away, but sat in the darkness and tried ignoring the feeling of being watched. She hadn't felt that way all the time when she still had her witch powers, but she had felt the feeling before and knew what it meant.

Someone was trying to reach out to her.

Someone evil.

"Hello? Who's here?" she called out hesitantly.

No one answered, so she paced absently around in the cellar, waiting for someone to make him or herself present. She was about to give up and go to bed when the bolted door suddenly opened by itself, allowing her to leave if she wanted to.

Jenny walked out to find out who had opened the door and as she walked in to the living room she saw something that made her immortal heart skip a beat.

The man she thought was her father was stood in the living room wearing a convict suit and he had a bleeding wound on the right side of his stomach. His blood was dripping down on the floor and he looked so pale as if someone had drained all of his blood.

But Jenny knew that her stepfather couldn't possibly be here and definitely not be alive with a wound like that, making her wonder if someone had killed her quite recently. She wanted to say something, but even as a vampire she was still so scared of him.

"I knew you could see me, you little bastard!" he said and smirked devilishly. "Come to daddy and let me take a closer look at you, Jenny."

Jenny stood still.

She was too scared to move and felt like her entire body had been paralyzed. She remembered all the times he had yelled at her, nearly hit her and told her to stop lying about being able to see ghosts and of course she couldn't remember the other memory of hearing that he'd killed three men.

"What's the matter, Jenny? You don't recognize your old man?"

"You're not my father…" Jenny said quietly. "You never were."

He snorted and stepped forwards, making her instinctively take a step back. "I am more the father than that freak your mother fell in love with! You are my child, Jenny! My! Now come here or–"

"Or what?" The sound of Nathan's voice made Jenny exhale air she didn't even notice she was holding in and she couldn't feel more happy to see her father right now. "I know what you want, Jack. Don't think for a second that I haven't noticed you lurking around lately, waiting for the right opportunity to possess Jenny."

Jenny gasped. "He wants to possess me?"

Nathan nodded and walked over to her. "I may not have the power to banish you, but I know someone who can, so I advise you to leave now and don't ever come back. You hear me?"

Jack didn't care and just stepped closer to them, until he stood before Nathan. "You little rat! You think you can boss me around? I don't know if you remember, but I've killed before and even though I may be dead now, then I can still hurt you pretty badly. Or maybe I'll go hurt Jenny instead. That bastard kid needs some discipline anyway!"

"You're bluffing! You can't do something like that. You're just a piece of scum, a low-life and if you come anywhere near Jenny I'll make you regret ever coming here!"

Jenny was thankful of her father's help and when Jack finally decided to leave the house she just hugged him, thanking him again and again for being there for her.

"You okay?" he asked worriedly.

"I am now, but will he return?" she answered.

"Yes, spirits like him usually do, but he can't hurt you as long as you practice keeping up your mental shield and don't let him get to you. The latter always help me when I meet an angry spirit."

Jenny sighed, still feeling shaken up by the encounter. "I better go back to bed. Thanks again, Dad."

"You're welcome. Now try getting some sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow morning."

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