Copyright: I Own Nothing.

I neven dared to hope for this. He knew when he became a vampire; all hopes of a normal life went out the door. Or in his case the window.

That is when the next revelation hit him. She lied. With her pretty death-side speeches, and declarations of love, and yet she lied.

Why would she say they had only held each other all night in that hotel room? Maybe she was worried about "Baby-bro" hearing...but why brings it up at all then?

Why would she try to keep his child from him? Has she planned to raise it with his brother? The mere thought provoked such a rage. Alternatively, maybe she had planned to get rid of it, like taking out the trash.

He felt what could only be described as a flash burn go through him.

The next wave hit. With that, he realized she did not know. The cargo that she carried deep within her. The seedling of their love. He knew at once why he had been returned to the living, or well- the "un-living".

Happiness again flooded him, only dampened with the knowledge that she lied.

Right there and then he started to devise his plan.

He had the feeling Elena was not going to be pleased. At least initially, he told himself.

Just then, he realized someone was hovering over him, and got ready to attack.

Realizing just in time it was Sage. Sage looked puzzled. He'd Seen all these emotions pass over

Damon's face, in just under two seconds flat anyone else would have missed it. However, Sage was also a vampire. Not just any old vampire.

'Where's Elena"? With a concerned look on his face Sage answered "Whoa there buddy, slow down.

For cripes sake you just came back from the dead". Chuckling while shaking his head, more to himself than me I think. "Talk about a one track mind."

I started to loose my patients. 'Look, damn it I do not have time for chitchat and sentiments. Where's Elena, and how do I get out of here?" On second thought, I am a bit famished.

As if reading my mind Sage handed me some Black Rose wine. I guzzled down most of it, and looked at him with brows furrowed.

He answered my look saying he had brought me back to life with his blood. (Told you Sage was not an ordinary vampire).

He explained that I now had a "new rule". "Great, just lovely, as I just love rules" I interrupted ungratefully. Sage continued, unconcerned with my outburst. "You are better off living in The Dark Dimension.

However if you choose not to, you must return for 24 hours minimum, per year, and come when summoned, or return to the DEAD-DEAD". With that, he handed me a small shell. This looked much like a seashell.

The type you can hear the ocean within. Only made out of bronze, or gold, or at leas dipped in. I was not very concerned either way. He told me it would "open the gates to and from the underworld", and slapped my back in a friendly manner, but it propelled me. I went speeding through time and space faster than I could blink and that is fast with my vampire speed. Suddenly I was back in Mystic Falls.

So let me know what you think. Do you ant me to continue?

I should warn you.

I am not a writer, cannot spell, and grammar. Well you get the picture.

I am also disabled and ill. I also, have a pinched nerve in neck. I'm a two finger typer. You have been warned! If you can't handle this please do not read this story.

I picked rated M for this as it may have some sex , and will have some curse words, and brutality. Nothing too raunchy ( I think..wink)

My main reason for even attempting this is that I enjoy reading all the stories on here. I feel I should give back as my way of saying "Thank you".