Chapter Twenty Eight-

I woke up the next morning and just sat for a while watching Damon sleep, occasionally turning around restlessly and groaning. Hell it just made me want to cry- I was back... and he was going.

No. No way.

I sighed and brushed his face with my hand, then his eyes snapped open and I screamed in shock and suprise as he grabbed me and slammed me down, fangs bared. Then he realized and let me go, raising a hand to his head and said quietly. "I'm sorry... oh God I'm so sorry."

He was losing it already.

"Come on." I said quietly. "Come on." I yanked my now clean dress on and made for the door.

"Don't tell Elena."

I froze with my hand on the door, then he added quietly. "She doesn't need another person to mourn."

When I went downstairs, I found Elena sat on the sofa, a blanket around her. She gasped in shock when she saw me, then just got up and threw her arms around me, hugging me tightly.

"We thought you were-!" she just said, and I could feel how upset she was over everyones death, and just why Damon didn't want her to know about him dying too.

I hugged her and sighed. "It's ok... come on."

"Thank you. For... trying to save J-Jenna like that."

Now I didn't know what to say, so I just hugged her.

"Ouch!" I now swore, backing off and putting a hand on my back for a moment. I frowned and raised a hand to my back, feeling as if something had bitten me. Nothing there though.

"Arianne?"

Damon came down now, that long sleeved black shirt back on once more as he frowned at my expression. "What's wrong?"

I shook my head, then sighed. "Nothing, I'm imagining things."

He sighed and just kissed my temple, grabbing his black leather jacket and leaving the house.

I looked at Elena once more, then followed him out.

-ArBaN-

"Damon wait up!"

He stopped now and turned to me, an expression I couldn't discurn upon his face.

"Yeah?" he just said in a voice that so wasn't like him. I slapped him now, and that scowl I knew so well returned. "What the hell was that for-!"

"For giving up! There has to be a cure, Damon. And I swear... give up and I'll kill you myself."

"Kill me now then."

"Don't fucking make me snap. I've had enough!"

Damon was silent now, then he sighed and took me by suprise by saying. "Please don't be angry. Not today."

I looked at his downcast expression, then just pulled him into my arms and sighed, smoothing his hair. "Ok. Ok..."

He didn't speak for a few minuets, then asked me. "Do you want to go for a drive? I did promise to take you to the beach one time."

"Damon it's-"

"Well?"

"Ok then."

He grinned and just grabbed my hand. "Follow the yellow bricked road."

"Freak."

"And loving it."

-ArBaN-

As he drove us down to Virginia Beach, he stuck the music on loud, no doubt trying to make me forget about what was wrong with him.

But I'd been going over a plan in my head. A cure... I hoped...

There was no one on the beach because it was so early in the morning.

I walked along the old wooden pier now and stood on the end, leaning over the edge and felt Damon put his arms around my waist. "So. Swimming?" he grinned into my neck and I rolled my eyes. "Do I have to?"

"Hey, I'm dying. You have to."

"That's getting old now."

"Well I won't be getting much older now. Just a day or two. Hell I never even got to two hundred. I feel like an-"

"Miserable old granny?"

"Charming."

"I know I am."

He was silent, then asked. "So. Swimming? I know what pants you have on, I chose them for the funeral."

I slapped his arm and laughed. "Pervert!"

He laughed and let me go, then walked off towards the beach.

"Going to make a sand castle are we now?" I called after him and he he held a thumb up, making me roll my eyes and follow him down.

It was quite a crazy day, in a way. Forget being a pair of hundreds of years old vampires, it was like we were five, chasing each other at vampire speed up the beach, making a sandstorm envelope anyone in our way.

At the end of the day, our hair and clothes sopping wet, yes, even they hadn't escaped the water fight. I was sat on the sand with him behind me, messing with my hair now.

"Say I do die..." he started, and I hissed. "Shut the fuck up."

"No but really. What if I lose my hotness and die?"

"You're not being funny."

"At least I'm not singing Rebecca Blacks Friday."

"How the hell did that song get dragged into this?"

"It's Friday, Fri-!"

"Finish that song and I'll snap your neck. I swear it."

So he hummed it instead and I got up, rolling my eyes and going. "I'm hungry, back in a moment."

"Bring me one."

"I'm not your servant!"

"Nah, you're my bitch."

-ArBaN-

When we got back, Damon was looking paler than usual, but he shrugged it off as we went upstairs to bed.

Later that night, I was awakened by Damon tossing and turning, talking in his sleep once more- he was getting worse.

He opened his eyes now and I saw him look up at the ceiling with a frown. "Damon?" I yawned, then he turned to me, his eyes tired and dark.

"Damon..." I said warningly as I could see it truly wasn't him.

"Damon!" I yelled as he went for me once more, but I caught him by his neck and slammed him onto the floor while he snarled at me, but then it died down and I was shocked to see tears in his eyes.

He just got up now onto his knees and hugged me, now sobbing into my chest, making me freeze in total shock- never had I seen him lose himself so very much before.

"I'm so sorry." he just said now, sounding like a very upset three year old. I sighed and stroked his hair for a moment. "Come on, calm down. Snap out of it."

"And I really thought I lost you!" he added, then shook his head. "I wanted to write "see you soon" on that card, but then... they'd all know."

"Damon for fucks sake snap out of it! You're not dying on me, I swear it."

He didn't talk now, just letting me hold him while he calmed down and came back to his senses.

I talked him into going into the cellar now, so he couldn't hurt anyone... and Elena not find out about him.

I nipped back upstairs and dragged his duvet down, shutting the door and pulling him into my arms with a sigh. "How are you feeling?"

He just groaned. "Hungry. So freaking hungry..."

I nodded and got up, shutting and, my heart hurt, locking the door behind me.

As I went upstairs, I wondered something as I reached the fridge, my hand stopping on the handle.

I wondered...

I grabbed a cup now and grimaced a little, then bit my wrist and let the blood drip into it until it was near enough full.

Originals were immune to werewolf bites right? I was near enough an original by blood... so maybe...

I returned and gave him the cup which he drained in one and frowned. "What the hell was that? It tasted..." then he realized and said. "I recognize it. That was your blood."

Now I nodded and sat back down next to him. "Originals are immune to bites huh? I healed up from it, so... if you have enough of my blood-"

"It might work on me." he finished, then he sighed. "This is impossible. What if I kill you?"

"Then I-"

"Don't finish that."

I sighed once more and said quietly. "You're in serious danger of sounding like a great big-"

"Murderous and dying."

"-teddy bear." I was quiet, then just said. "Bite me. Just... drink until I'm nearly dead. That's gotta be enough then."

"Hell no. I'm not doing this to you. End of story."

"Well, end of story means the beginning of another."

"Arian-"

"Just freaking do it now."

He groaned in exasperation, then bit down onto my neck and I could tell it wasn't just him that was biting into me. He never bit me this hard, no matter what.

Not too long later, I was starting to feel sleepy and light headed from the amount of blood he'd taken from me.

"Arianne are you ok? Arianne-? Oi!"

-ArBaN-

I woke up Gods knows later, and Damon wasn't there, the door was ajar and I gasped, leaping up and running upstairs.

Damon was sat on the sofa now, ankles crossed and a lot more color in his face.

He grinned up at me now, then as I sat down, he pulled me back into his lap and said. "I feel epic. Like a vamp on drugs."

I grabbed his arm now and he let me roll up the sleeve- the gash was healing, I could see that. But it would soon start up again. I wasn't full Original. My blood wouldn't last forever.

He just kissed my neck now and I scoffed. "Did it also put you in a good mood or something?"

"Mmhmm." he said with another kiss, then he sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"You're so beautiful."

"Ok, no more happy juice for you."

"But you are!" he laughed, making me giggle- hell it was like he really had happy juice. Now he pushed me down onto the sofa and kissed my neck, making me laugh. "Jeez, remind me to make you drink my blood more often from now on if it makes you such a sweetie."

"I know I'm hot, there's no real need to remind me."

"Ha! Dream on!"

"For you baby, anything."

"Hell you're drunk."

"Well it was your blood."

"Blood drunk? Oh lovely (!)"

But now my body felt like it was ripping like earlier and I gasped in pain, jolting up.

"Arianne-?"

I looked at him and his eyes widened in shock and a hint of fear. "Arianne." he said calmly. "Go look in a mirror."

Why did he look so... scared in a way-?

I went around the corner to the mirror and gasped in horror at my eyes- they were reverting from a deep golden brown to their original sapphire.

"Klauses blood..." was all I could mutter to myself, fear shooting through me- I was becoming like him-? A... halfblood monster-?

This wasn't happening...

"Arianne, what's going on?" Damon demanded now, walking up behind me. I shook my head, fright going up my spine. "No, no, no!" I gasped, backing away towards the door, but he grabbed me and just said. "What the hells going on!"

"I'm like him-! I'm... I'm becoming like him-!" I said, pulling away and making for the door, but he grabbed me and pushed me against the wall, pinning me there.

I met his dark sapphire eyes with my own, then he said quietly. "You are nothing like him."

"I gotta get out of here."

"Arianne-!"

I pushed past now and ran for it before he could catch me.

Oh hell... I never had expected Klauses werewolf side to affect me. Maybe me dying had triggered it. He was the only one who knew how to control it... the only one in the world who could have an indication on what was happening to me...

I had to find him. Less than a month til the next full moon...

I had to find him just to survive...

So! That's the end of story one:D but-! Im happy to say that I am doing a sequel, and It'll be added onto this story so it's all together and neater. So Arianne may be changing into a hybrid? Who knows! Guess we'll find out in the sequel and when we meet up with Klaus once more;D next chapter and beginning of the sequel will be up tomorrow! Reviews very much loved!

xoxo Nicola