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A bit of a dedicated Daura chapter. I hope you all enjoy it.
Damon and Laura retrieved their costumes from Damon's car and compelled some students to let them use their dorm to get changed. They also managed to find the location of Professor Shane's office as Laura had decided it might prove useful to have a snoop around his office while he was out. Not only was did she want to find out about his revised plans for Silas, but she wanted to see what information he had on doppelgangers and f he had any links with witches who might be able to help Ric.
There was another pressing issue Laura hadn't fully addressed, and she was surprised Damon hadn't mentioned it, and that was Enzo. Laura knew he was close to Whitmore house, but there was no way they were going to get in as Aaron's aunt was still alive, which was a conversation Laura knew she would have to address.
"What are we going to do about Enzo?" Laura asked while putting her mascara on.
"We'll come up with a plan." Damon replied, as he sat waiting for her, already in his outfit. "We need to get rid of this vampire hunter first. Elijah text me not long ago and the witches have told him that Connor is moving quickly across the US, which means he must be on a plane somewhere." He told her.
"We've still got plenty of time." Laura insisted. "But you are planning on rescuing him aren't you?" she asked.
"Yeah, I am." Damon nodded.
"Make sure Stefan helps you." Laura insisted. "Enzo held a grudge against Stefan, and it didn't end well for Enzo." She warned him.
"Maybe he's safer where he is." Damon frowned.
"Not with that sadistic doctor he's not." Laura shook his head. "And can you stop killing the Whitmore family?" she asked. "I get you and Enzo had a revenge plan cooked up, but if you start killing all of the family members of the doctors involved, you might as well start with Elena and Jeremy." She raised an eyebrow.
"What?!" Damon's eyes widened.
"Yeah, you heard right. Grayson Gilbert was one of the doctors who carried out experiments on Enzo. Which means he has just as much right to kill me as you have killing the Whitmore family." She turned to face him and folded her arms. "I know you have plans to kill them this summer and leave Aaron to survive. I've already written it down in my journal, so if you want to keep in Elena's good graces, I suggest you leave them alone." She turned and began to apply her lipstick.
"Enzo would never forgive me." Damon told her.
"He's never forgive you if he found out you knew he was alive and didn't try to rescue him." Laura said. "If you get him out of there, then I think he'll forgive you. Compel the Whitmore's to release Enzo and remove the funding for the program and forget that the experiments ever happened." She said.
"And how do you propose we rescue Enzo?" Damon asked.
"I only watched the show." Laura shrugged. "Circumstances are different. You're the one who usually comes up with the plans." She admitted as Damon's reflection appeared in the mirror behind her, watching her apply the finishing touches to her hair, and cause her stomach to lurch.
"Are they usually good plans?" he asked with a slightly seductive tone in his voice, which seemed to affect Laura a little bit too much.
Laura turned to face him. "Sometimes yes, and sometimes no." she said. "The feeding lesson is one of your better ones." She smiled. "However, I think we ought to find out what Professor Shane is up to first." She said. "Let's get rid of Connor before we free Enzo. For the time being, he's safer where he is." She told him.
"Do you want to go before the party of after?" Damon asked.
"Before." Laura said. "We don't know what time Connor will get here, that's if he is coming to Whitmore. He might be heading towards Mystic Falls."
"According to Elijah's last text, which was ten minutes ago, he was flying over Montana." Damon told her. "So, wherever he is going, I think we've got a good few hours left." He assured her.
Laura nodded before turning to check herself on last time in the mirror. She was ready and looked identical to how Elena looked for the party at the frat house.
"You ready?" Laura asked.
"I've been ready for half an hour." Damon sighed.
"Let's go and break into Professor Shane's office." She smirked as they left the dorm.
Not long after, they arrived at the office of Professor Shane. However, instead of finding it empty, there was a light on, and Laura could hear his voice talking on the phone.
"I thought you said he'd be out." Damon mouthed to her.
Laura shrugged, not knowing why the Professor was still in his office. However, she could hear him talking and decided it might be worth their while listening in to the conversation. Laura pointed to her ear and motioned to the door to signal what she was doing. Damon nodded and frowned, suggesting he was also listening in.
"I'll have a car waiting." Professor Shane said, before going silent, clearly listening to the reply. "The place is usually swarming, but my sources say they've gone. Don't worry, I'll be able to lure them back." He said. He waited a minute or so before speaking again. "I'm heading to a party in a few minutes. I'll be back by the time you're here." He said as the room went silent again.
Suddenly Damon grabbed Laura by the arms and vamp-sped her along the hallway and up against the wall. He rested his forehead against hers and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in towards him.
"What are you doing?" Laura whispered.
"Pretending to be making out with you." Damon glared at her. "Professor Shadypants had finished his call and is on his way to the ball." He said. "Can you at least pretend?" he asked as Laura nodded. "You can watch him." He instructed.
Laura heard the Professor Shane's door open and decided to play along. She wrapped her arms around Damon's neck and began to kiss him. That way, Laura believed, it would be easy to keep and eye out on what Shane was doing and whether he was going straight to the party. If he was, then they could break into his office. That was the intention.
Reality didn't quite match Laura's intentions, as although Damon didn't initially kiss her back, clearly shocked by her boldness; when he did, he took her by even more surprise than she could have ever imagined. The kiss started out tenderly, as they were meant to be pretending to make out, however, it appeared they both were taking issue with the idea of 'pretending'.
Laura parted her lips, inviting Damon to deepen the kiss, to which he happily obliged. The term being swept of her feet came to mind as she tried to listen out for Professor Shane, but her mind went blank as she was all consumed by Damon and the kiss. Their tongues danced, as if they were fanning the flames in a fire with the heat emanating between them. Laura pulled Damon closer to her, as he pressed her further up against the wall. Laura could feel him hardening against her, which seemed to fuel her desire for him. She also noticed a strange tingling sensation around her eyes, as she realized her veins were showing. Just as suddenly as it started, Damon pulled away and looker over his right-hand shoulder, Laura quickly took deep breaths like Stefan had taught Caroline, to try and take the tingling sensation away, as she didn't want Damon to see it.
"He's gone." Damon told her, leaving her still in shock at what had just happened. "You wanna go snoop?" he asked with a completely straight face, as if nothing had happened. Unable to utter a coherent sentence, Laura simply nodded as they headed back towards Professor Shane's office.
Damon picked the lock of the door with what looked like a paper clip and opened the door.
"How did you know how to do that?" Laura asked. "I thought you usually just broke the locks."
"There are times and places where being sneaky is essential." Damon told her. "I am an expert in sneaky and snooping." He shrugged as he walked over to the desk and began to sift through Professor Shane's drawers. A few moments later, he pulled out a jar and shook it. "Ooh, look what I found." He grinned.
"What is it?" Laura asked innocently, even though she knew exactly what it was.
Damon opened the jar and sniffed. "Weed. Hmm, good stuff too." He wiggled his eyebrows. "Want some?" he asked as Laura shook her head.
"I'm learning how to feed remember?" She reminded him. "But it doesn't mean I won't have any later on." She smirked.
"I'll confiscate these." Damon nodded, putting the jar in his pocket.
Laura began to look at the list of books on the shelf, when one called Doppelgangers, Their Souls and Their Origins. Laura pulled the book off the shelf and began to quickly flick through the pages. She came to a section which was extremely interesting, it was relating to the souls of doppelgangers and why they were separated. However, as they were in a rush, Laura decided it would be easier to take the book with them.
"Look at this." Damon called.
Laura rushed over to see what he was looking at. It was a list of addresses in Mystic Falls, plus the addresses of Caroline's and the Gilbert's lake houses. Laura looked up at Damon in horror as she realized they might be found. There was no New Orleans address for the Originals, which meant Professor Shane didn't know where they were. Laura also noted the name Hayley Marshall, the mother of Klaus's daughter, Hope. Damon took his phone out and began to photograph the contents so they could have a better look later.
Suddenly Laura looked up as she heard footsteps outside. Damon must have heard them too as he quickly turned the lights off and pushed her towards the window. He opened it and motioned for Laura to jump out of it. Laura looked out of the window and saw they were two stories high and under normal circumstances, she'd at least break a bone, if not possibly end up dead. Seeing her hesitation, Damon rolled his eyes and scooped her up by the waist. The next thing she knew was she was on the ground outside the building, just in time as the light was switched on. Damon grabbed hold of Laura's hand and they vamp-sped away, until they got back to Damon's car.
Damon put the jar of herbs in the glovebox of his car when he noticed the book Laura was carrying.
"What's that?" he asked.
"It's a book on the history of doppelgangers." Laura frowned. "Both Silas and Amara were doppelgangers, they are the original owners of my face and Stefan's face. I thought there might be more information in there which could be useful." She shrugged.
"Someone else was born with the same face as Stefan?" Damon wince. "Poor guy." He shuddered.
"He's the crazy immortal witch who wants to raise all of the dead people and has the…" Laura put her hand to her face as she remembered that the cure could help Ric.
"What?" Damon frowned.
"Umm, nothing." Laura shook her head. "Let's go to the party." She said, throwing the book in the back of the car and straightening her dress.
Damon looked at her skeptically for a moment, before locking the car and shrugging.
"Let's go." He agreed as they set off to the murder party.
When Laura and Damon arrived at the frat house, they were greeted by a college student with a large drink in his hand, who Laura recognized, but had no idea what he was called. Fortunately, he immediately introduced himself.
"Hey. I'm Frankie, unassuming serial killer." Frankie introduced himself.
"I'm Jack." Damon introduced himself as he and Laura took a drink. "And this is the lovely lady who I just...Rippered." he frowned.
"Welcome to the Murder House, Bloody Mary's are free until midnight. Enjoy yourselves." Frankie told them as he walked away, leaving Damon and Laura looking around alone.
"Well hats off to these idiots." Damon said, symbolically taking his hat off and puts it back on. Suddenly Damon pointed to the top of the stairs, where Laura saw Professor Shane. "Oh look, Professor Creepy." He frowned.
"I thought he was in his office." Laura narrowed her eyes.
"Maybe he was looking for his stash." Damon shrugged. "He'd have gotten here before us because we went back to the car." He said as Laura nodded thoughtfully, hoping Damon was right.
"So, you ready to feed?" Damon asked.
"Lead the way." Laura smiled as Damon wandered into the main room which was full.
Damon turned to Laura. "Inebriated sleezeballs all covered in blood. Come on. Pick one." He said as Laura looked around the room for the roofie guy she remembered from the show. She spotted him slipping something in the drink that belonged to the girl he was talking to.
"I think I found one." Laura told Damon, looking in the direction of her chosen victim.
"Roofie guy?" Damon asked.
"Mhm." Laura replied.
"Nice choice. Go get him." Damon told her, as Laura walked over to the roofie guy and bumped into him.
"Oh.. I'm sorry...Drink?" Laura asked, handing him a drink.
"Sure." The guy said as Laura smiled at him flirtatiously, walking away, gesturing for him to follow her.
"I'll be right back." The guy said to the girl he roofied, before following Laura into a small side room, where Laura put her drink down.
"Great party, right?" the roofie guy asked.
"Yeah." Laura nodded before throwing him against a wall and stared into his eyes. "You're not gonna make a sound." She told him as she clutched his head, bit down into his neck and allowed the warm fresh blood to fill her mouth.
Laura had never known such an amazing feeling. Bloodbags were okay, the filled her and made her strong, but straight from the vein was a whole other level. This made her feel not only strong and powerful, but she was getting a buzz from it. Her whole body felt more alive than ever before. Every fiber inside her was singing and dancing, her senses were becoming stronger, which is how she heard footsteps behind her.
"Now remember the idea is not to kill him." Damon warned her, as she kept drinking, wanting to ignore him. "Laura." His voice became a little sterner, although she ignored him and still continued to drink. "Step away from the ledge." He insisted. "Laura!" he whispered loudly as Laura finally stopped and pulled away, her mouth dripping with blood, but she didn't care.
"Leave and forget about this." Laura compelled him. "You will never want to have sex again." She warned him as he scuttled out of the room. Laura turned to Damon and smiled triumphantly.
"Nice touch. A little harsh though." Damon laughed.
Laura wiped her mouth. "Elena didn't compel him to never want to have sex again though. But he deserved it, and it has hopefully saved a few women from being raped." She said smugly.
"You could have compelled him to never do it again." Damon offered.
"Now where's the fun in that?" Laura raised an eyebrow.
Damon laughed. "How do you feel?" he asked.
"I feel good." She laughed as she walked over to Damon and wrapped her arms around him. "I want more." She whispered into his ear. "Lot's more."
They made their way back onto the dancefloor and began to dance with single people. Every time, Laura would compel someone not to scream or be scared, before biting into their neck and taking just enough blood to make her feel better and better after every drink, never taking more than a pint from anyone, to make sure they were fine after wards.
After she'd drank from the third person, she looked around for Damon, who was with a girl, clearly feeding, although it looked far more intimate than that. The sight of them together seemed to stir up a blaze of emotions.
First of all, Laura immediately felt turned on, she wanted to join in with the feeding frenzy, and then have Damon all to herself so they could fuck. This wasn't about romantic love making, this was a deep carnal desire which only Damon could satisfy. The next emotion to hit her was hate. Hatred for the girl he was feeding from. Laura had never felt the need to literally rip someone's head off before, but at that moment, all of her emotions seem to direct themselves in that area. Laura knew he was only feeding, but she didn't like the intimate nature of it, she wanted Damon all to herself.
Laura shook her head, trying to pull herself out of whatever emotional state she was in, probably induced by the drugs in the blood of the students. However, the moment Damon turned around, all hate and jealousy was forgotten. Blood ran down the side of his mouth from where he'd been feeding, which seemed to hit Laura straight to the core. More importantly, his eyes, which were wild from the blood lust, were trained on her as he moved sensually across the dancefloor in her direction.
As the notes from Calvin Harris's Close to You filled the room, Laura remembered the scene where Damon and Elena danced. The only difference was this time, there was no Bonnie to interrupt them. Instead, they could do what they like, how they liked and with who they liked, without the fear of being judged.
Once they met, they began to dance together in the most intimate way Laura knew. Like from the move Dirty Dancing, Laura straddled Damon's thigh and wrapped her arms around his neck as they moved together in unison with the music. Laura's hands roamed down Damon's chest, while he stroked her hair.
The blood running down the Damon's mouth caught her eye. Instead of wiping it off like Elena did in the show, Laura opted to be a little bolder. Instead, as soon as he lifted his head slightly, Laura traced her tongue up his throat and to his chin, where she captured the excess blood in her mouth.
Damon practically froze at her actions, initially unsure of what to do, however, he soon recovered and licked the excess blood from her face. Laura noticed the veins around Damon's eyes, momentarily appear, before he quickly got them under control. That was enough to tell Laura he wanted what she wanted, and she wasn't willing to wait.
"I want you." Laura whispered into Damon's ear.
"Are you sure it's not the blood?" Damon asked.
"No." Laura shook her head. "Why?" she frowned.
"I just want it to be real." Damon told her.
"It is real Damon." Laura insisted. "I didn't want you to stop kissing me earlier, before the blood." She admitted.
"And you're sure you won't regret it?" Damon asked. "You hated me forty-eight hours ago."
"Hate?" Laura said, remembering Katherine's words. "Now that sounds like the beginning of a love story, not the end of one." She smirked as she took his hand. "Let's find somewhere a little quieter." She said as they left the dancefloor together.
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