To be with you Forever

by Cheekbonesandcoatcollar

I knew he was going to kill me, This was Damon Salvatore, this could never end well and yet I couldn’t stay away, the truth is, I didn’t want to. Damon/OC

35. Founders day Part 2

To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC

Chapter 35- Founders day Part 2

Summary: I knew he was going to kill me, This was Damon Salvatore, this could never end well and yet I couldn't stay away, the truth is, I didn't want to. Damon/OC

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I'm so sorry for the stupid last chapter! I had it on my notes that John would specifically take Damons ring but I forgot! So a huge thanks to Rose for pointing it out to me! Good person =]] So I edited it! And its sorted now, so yes John has his ring, so Damon can go burny =]

I had finished this ages ago but my internet was shit so I couldn't upload =[

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Kaye's P.O.V

Everything around me was quiet and in the distance, back in town I could hear the faint sounds of celebration, of people who had no idea what was happening all around them. I'd given up struggling, it hadn't helped, if anything it just seemed to make the binds, I thought it was rope, tighter. I'd also tried hooking a finger into the lengths around my wrist, and wriggling my hands free but nothing had worked, I was well and truly stuck and I couldn't stop my mind wandering. What had happened to Elena? Surely she was more of a threat to the councils plot than I was, what with her actually being in a serious relationship with Stefan. Had John taken her somewhere? Or was se a pawn? Part of their plan? Would Damon and Stefan realise what was going on before it was too late? Were they okay? Safe? Damon had always been a lone wolf, he would probably be lurking in the woods somewhere, alone, with no one to warn him. Or, the more positive side of my brain argued, he and Stefan had thwarted all the plans already and they were all fine, and coming for me now. I knew that wasn't the case though. Only John, the council and I and the already caught vampires knew what was happening. I could care less about Pearl and Anna and the vampires from the tomb but Damon and Stefan deserved nothing bad, they deserved life, freedom, not a painful blistering death that would surely befall the others. I heard a key turning in the lock and prayed to the Gods above that it was Elena and the others, safe and sound, but instead of course, instead of any friendly face I was met with one John Gilberts smiles. "Hi Kaye." He said, as if I were just a houseguest, lounging on the sofas rather than a prisoner against my will tied to a kitchen chair, "You feeling okay?" He was probably referring to the sheen of sweat on my face and my pale skin. That was something fear could do to you.

"Let me go John," I pleaded as he dropped the gun onto the hallway counter and pulled his jacket from his shoulders. "I wont tell anyone. Ill keep it a secret."

"This isn't a movie Kaye, I'm going to let you go, after sunrise, you only have a few hours don't worry."

"What's happening out there?" I asked, referring to one person in particular, and he knew.

"Nothing that you can help with Kaye." he smiled sadly, "We've rounded up quite a few. It wont be long now." I sensed double meaning in his words. He was referring to one person too. I took the bait and asked, "Where's Damon?" I paused, "And Stefan?"

"Stefan, I really cant say, I don't have a clue, last I heard though he was caught in the fire." My heart sank, for Stefan, for Damon, for poor, poor Elena, I felt a stray tear fall down my cheek and swallowed as he continued, "And Damon, is otherwise preoccupied."

I sucked in a heaving breath, "What did you do to him?"

"He is, somewhere in the woods, paralysed, probably in pain, waiting to meet the sun." I felt a odd sensation, and fought to keep in my cry of relief, surely John wouldn't know that it was the ring that kept Damon from burning up in the sun. But, Oh no please no, he was pulling a small object from his pocket and it was so painfully familiar. I sniffed and started to cry, properly, snivelling, mewling sounds, sobbing, as John said, "I made sure to take this." He rolled the ring around in his fingers, and the intricate design glinted from the overhead light. "So the sun will actually do its job."

He turned, pocketing the ring once more, out of reach even if I could escape, and made his way to the kitchen, for a while I could hear him rummaging around, probably in the fridge. He returned with a bottle of beer and I imagined myself smashing it over his head and watching him wallow in his pain, but I knew I couldn't do it even if I had the chance. He placed the beer on the small table near the sofa, carefully making sure it was on a mat, a small habit, even when he was keeping someone prisoner.

"Kaye." he said softly, crouching down in front of me and laying both hands over my knees, I tried to jerk away from his touch or kick out at him, but my feet wouldn't move. "Kaye," his voice was soothing, like that of a father comforting his chid after a nightmare, "I'm sorry you have to go through this pain. I felt the same you know, my wife Isobel, Damon turned, she's Elenas mother, I'm her.."

"Father." I interrupted, "I know all this."

"Right. I'm just saying, the pain of losing someone you love, you care about, it goes away, it will go away eventually." he reached up tenderly and wiped a tear from my teach, I cringed and spat, "Don't you dare touch me! You sonofabitch! Don't you dare compare yourself me, you monster!"

"I'm the monster. Your boyfriend is a vampire." he stated, standing again.

"Please. Let me go, at least give me a chance to try and help him. Please. I'm begging you!" I didn't care how pathetic or ridiculous I looked. "Please."

"Sorry, Kaye" he shrugged, standing and heading for his beer, "We gotta do what we gotta do."

Suddenly, John was no longer in front of me, and there was a bookcase falling and splintering and crashing to the floor to my right, then John was sprawled underneath the rubble and a hand was fumbling with the ropes around my wrists, then I felt the blood rushing back to my hands and a girl was fumbling with the ropes on my ankles and I felt the same familiar sensation of blood retuning to my feet. Free in record time.

"Thank you." I sighed as I stood from the chair, legs shaky, an arm wrapping around my waist. I stumbled back as I saw her face, familiar and imploring "Anna."

"I'm not going to hurt you." she said, raising a small hand in a gesture of peace, "I'm here to help, I was on my way to find Jeremy and heard the conversation."

"Why are you helping me?" I asked, still expecting her to jump me, fangs bared at any time.

"Stefan saved my life, he got me out of the fire. They burned a load of the vampires in town. I don't wanna be the bad guy. You deserve to have Damon, at least now you have a chance."

"Cant you go?" I asked, voice pleading, "Your so much faster than me, take his ring to him."

"I cant." she said, apologetic, "I have to find Jeremy. He's in the woods by the Boarding house. Hurry." Why Jeremy? I wondered but decided to ponder that thought when I had more time. The vampire made for the door as I stumbled towards where John lay and picked my way through the broken rubble of what had once been a case and most of the inside wall. "Anna."

"Yeah?" she asked, having already opened the door.

"Is your mum okay?"

"Yeah," she nodded, "she never came to the celebrations." She left, no indication she had been there at all but the mess around my feet and my freedom. I rolled John over, ignoring the blood on his forehead, not caring in the slightest if he was injured and riffled into his jeans pocket with my fingers, slipping my index finger through the ring and pulling it from the pocket.

As I ran through the house I noticed that the gun no longer lie where John had left it, Anna had probably taken it, should he wake up before someone else could get it, I also noticed Elenas car keys hanging on the rack by the door, thanking God that she had gotten a lift to town from Stefan today and not driven herself. The door slammed behind me, and I sprinted down the drive and climbed into the car, thankful for the electronic door unlocking.

My hands fumbled with the key in the ignition and finally the car started. I don't know how many speed laws were broken in my travels, I probably wouldn't even be able to tell you if I had hit someone on my way. Everything was hazy and focused on nothing but getting to the woods, to Damon. I pulled the car over at the side of the road as the woods came into view and didn't bother to take the keys from the car. Elena wouldn't mind if she knew the reason for me taking the car and if it was stolen, well, I'd buy her another one or something. I didn't really care at that moment.

I pulled the ring from my finger and buried it deep into my pocket and sprinted into the woods, wanting more light to see a familiar trail but also wanting the light to stay away forever until I'd found Damon and safely returned his ring.

"Damon!" I screamed, running blindly through the woods, searching frantically for a familiar trail, "Damon!" I noticed the path that led to the house, "Damon!" I screamed in frustration as I saw the house looming ahead of me, with no Damon anywhere in view. I could see the sky lightening, above the house and the panic welled up inside of me, making my chest ache, "Damon!" I screamed, "Answer me! Can you hear me? Damon!" I lumbered back into the woods, crying, leaving the house behind me, screaming his name, his protective ring weighing me down, heavier in lead in my pocket as the sun began to rise faster and faster. The sky above me lightening more and more, the air warming along with the light. Signalling both daytime and Damons death.

"Damon!" I stopped, swirling around in circles in the clearing that I now stood, screaming as the sun rose, heavily above the tree lines, knowing I was too late, Damon was burning, right at this moment, somewhere around me, somewhere so close and I was helpless to do anything. I pulled the ring from my pocket and ran my fingers over the design, resolving to give it to Stefan as son as I found them. "I'm sorry Damon." I whispered, resolving to keep searching, at last until I found something of him, his clothes, remains, any indication of where he was. I would not give up.

No longer screaming his name, I began to jog North, away from the boarding house, when I heard a hissing sound, similar to that of the sound you hear when frying an egg. Or the searing skin of a vampire in the sun?

"Damon? Is that you?" I asked, though I knew it was fruitless, I would probably find nothing but charred remains, gagging at the thought of seeing Damon that way, his beautiful face broken, body burned, I stepped forward anyway, crunching over the leaves and ground. When I came around the base of the tree I stifled a gasp as I dropped down by his side, he was huddled in a small patch of shade, my hands shook as I grabbed one of his own, the one that wasn't burned and pushed the ring onto his finger. "Damon, honey." I whispered, taking his face into my hands, flinching as I saw the state of him. One half of his body, his left arm charred and blistered, his left cheek the same, his eye peeling and scarred, reminiscent of the famous Phantom of the opera. His eyes met mine, wet, not with tears, maybe exhaustion and he looked like death, no pun intended. "Hey." I whispered, eyes raking over the rest of his body, taking in his burned clothes, and the large wooden stake in his chest. "Shit!" I hissed, "Damon, what do I do? Is it safe to take this out?" His eyes held fast to mine and his head nodded up and down slightly.

"Okay. I'm going to count okay. Ready?" He nodded again "From five." Without waiting for confirmation I began to count down, "Five, four, three," on two I ripped the stake from his chest "Two." He cried out in response, and I pushed my hand down on his chest trying to stop any blood flow, having no idea how, I wasn't a damn doctor! "Why aren't you healing?" I cried. His eyes lowered to his chest and he tried to open his mouth to speak, the side of his lips burned too, "John." he croaked.

"Oh God, the tranquiliser?"

"Yeah."

I nodded, "What do I do?" The sun was shining on us completely now, and I was so thankful that John had kept the ring and not thrown it somewhere out of the way. I searched around me, and grabbed the stake I had dropped, its point still bloodied. I gabbed the edge and cringed before scratching across my arm, just above my wrist, deep enough to draw blood but not to hurt too much. "Hey." I grabbed his face in my hands again, hating the feel of the blood trickling down into my elbow, "Drink form me, you'll heal." I lifted my wrist towards his mouth and dropped my butt onto the floor, leaning back against the tree next to him, "Here. Just don't do the cliché movie thing and take too much 'kay?"

If he could have I'm sure he would have smiled as I helped him angle his head towards my wrist, "Okay, there we go."

I flinched as his teeth bit into my arm, relaxing as he began to suck, the sensation familiar to me, as long as he was okay. Eventually, his body began to move at his own accord, and he lowered himself to my lap, I jumped as he removed his mouth from my wrist and led his head into my lap, curling into himself, in a defensive, fragile way I had never seen on him before. "Damon." I whispered, stroking a hand over his hair, only the burnt side of his face visible to me, I moved my hand to his shoulder, he was shaking and I could only imagine the pain he was going through as his body healed.

I leaned my head back onto the bark and waited.

I don't know how long it was until Damons head moved from my lap, I didn't even realise until I felt a cool hand on my neck, I shifted my face towards him and sighed, smiling, "You're pretty again." I blurted, earning a kilowatt smile.

"Yeah I am." he smirked and I lunged forward, pulling him into me, wrapping him in my arms tightly, lying my head onto his shoulder "Don't do that to me again." I scolded, pulling away and kissing his newly reformed lips softly. I rested my forehead on his and grinned as he said, "I didn't exactly plan it."

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We walked slowly into the remaining crowd, blinking against the bright sun light and grimacing at the sounds of the people and panic around us.

"I see Elena!" I cried, grabbing Damons hand and pulling him through the crowd towards the brunette. "Elena!" I called, she turned to the sound of her name and a huge smile broke out across her face, she grabbed the arm of Stefan who I no noticed stood beside her and pointed in our direction, the relief on Stefans face was indescribable as his eyes found his brother. Bonnie, ran up beside them and pressed a hand to her heart as she saw us, smiling. "You're okay!" she cried throwing her arms around my neck, "I was trying to search for you but I couldn't find anything!" I didn't ask how she was searching and she didn't supply any information, it was probably some witch thing that I wouldn't understand.

"I knew you'd find him." Another voice said from behind us as Elena hugged me and Stefan patted his hand on Damons shoulder after taking in his burned clothes and the dried blood over both of our bodies. Damon growled and Stefan clamped his hand down on his shoulder "She's okay." he said.

I nodded in agreement, "She helped me get to you." I said to Damon, glancing Jeremy stood behind Anna, holding her hand tightly. I knew that Elena must have noticed it too but she chose not to say anything. "Thank you." I said to her, and she nodded.

"Is my father okay?" I asked, and Elena nodded, explaining that he had gone home, someone had told him I was already at Elena's. "Lucky guess." I grumbled.

"Is Caroline okay?" I asked, "Where is she?"

"She was taken to the hospital." Stefan said sombrely. "She was in a car crash with Tyler."

"Have you heard anything?" I asked, "Is Tyler okay?"

"Not really." Elena said, "He's uninjured but his father is dead. He was caught in the fire."

"Oh God." I whispered, "Poor Tyler." I felt Damon squeeze my hand that I hadn't realised he was still holding.

"Matt went in the ambulance with Caroline." Elena supplied before I could ask of his whereabouts.

"This is a real mess isn't it." I said sadly, as another figure approached us, this time it was Alaric. He nodded to Damon and I, though of course his attitude towards Damon was to be favoured.

"This is all of them." he said, and I noticed a gun similar to the one John had, had in his hand, which he handed to Stefan who snapped it in two and dropped it onto the floor on a small pile I hadn't noticed we were circling until now.

"And here's Johns." Anna said, snapping it in much the same way Stefan had.

Stefan pulled a disposable lighter from his pocket and dropped it onto the pile and we watched as the guns went up in flames. " Give it a few days and we'll break into the council in some way, get the instructions, burn them too. They wont make this again." Anna said forcefully, every bit the good guy now.

"What do we do now?" Elena asked, aiming the question at Stefan more than anyone.

"I don't know." he said, a strange finality in his voice, "I really don't know."

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