Hey guys! I'm glad you like the last chapter, a lot of stuff happened huh? But I want to remind you never to assume that something is happening, because I could always throw something completely different in your face! And notice Katherine said "Elena isn't the only Gilbert Klaus is looking for…" That could have plenty of different meanings, and I don't think any of you will see it coming. Evil laughter haha! But anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter!
I plan to update again later this week, probably the weekend, so be on the look out!
Season 2 Episode 11 By the Light of the Moon
You know what was the best thing about having a vampire for a boyfriend? The fact that he could compel your boss to let you come back to work after you had missed about two weeks. I usually wasn't a fan of messing with someone's mind, but I had been slacking and I needed to get back on top of things. I had to get back to how I was before, otherwise I would never get through.
Damon had asked me to stay the night, but I figured since my mom hadn't seen me in days I should stay home. Nothing happened, nothing more than kissing. It felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders after I had said it and he responded so well. He hadn't said it back, but I didn't mind. I wasn't going to make him say it. I wanted him to say it when he was ready. If he was ready.
I had asked Damon to compel my mom, so that when she noticed my cast was gone and my broken arm was mended, she wouldn't worry or freak out. After that, I decided that she needed some vervain. That way, she wasn't in danger of compulsion anymore anymore.
The Grill was already starting to fill up. It was Saturday after all. Alaric was sitting at a table with Jenna. I smiled at both of them and continued with my customers. They were cute, and it was nice to see them both smile. None of us really smiled that much anymore. Not too long afterward, Caroline strolled in. She sat in my section and I walked over to her.
"Hey you." I said. She looked up at me, forcing a smile. "What's that face?"
"What face?" She asked, eyes widening a little bit. I chuckled a bit.
"Even as a vampire you still suck at hiding your emotions." I said. I then slipped into the booth across from her. "What's up?"
She looked around, cautiously looking for anyone who might hear. She then leaned forward and looked me in the eyes.
"Tonight is the full moon." She said seriously. I furrowed my eyebrows at first but then the realization of how important that information was hit me.
"Tyler." I whispered. Tonight would be his first transformation since triggering the werewolf curse. I didn't know how or when the transformation would happen, but I figured it wouldn't be pleasant.
"He's scared." Caroline said. "He won't admit it but he is."
"What are we going to do?" I asked. Caroline met my gaze.
"You are going to stay away." She said. "I can't have him hurting anyone."
"But what if he hurts you?" I quipped. She opened her mouth to protest but I cut her off. "A werewolf bite is fatal."
"We don't know that for sure." She replied. I huffed. I knew that I wasn't a strong super being, and I hadn't even had a week of training. However, a werewolf bite for me would heal, not for a vampire.
"Well I don't want to find out." I said. Caroline sighed. "You have to be careful."
"I will be." Caroline assured. I nodded. I couldn't imagine losing Caroline, especially at the hands of Tyler Lockwood. And what was worse was that Tyler couldn't control it. If he hurt Caroline or someone else, he couldn't be blamed. When he was in his wolf form, he couldn't control himself. He wouldn't mean to do it, and he would probably be remorseful after he returned to human form.
"Hey."
Caroline looked up, a small smile forming on her face. I turned and there stood Tyler. His eyes flickered down to me before he looked back at Caroline. At first, I was confused, but then I remembered that Caroline had only told him about her. He didn't know that I knew or that anyone else did for that matter.
"Hey." Caroline said. It didn't fly under my radar how happy she seemed to see him. I knew she had just broken up with Matt, afraid she would hurt him, but I never expected her to become so close to Tyler. I narrowed my eyes at her playfully.
"You ready to go?" Tyler asked her, shifting the bag on his shoulder. Caroline nodded, standing up and putting some money on the table. She gave me a look and I nodded.
"Bye Alex." She said. I smiled and waved.
"Later Gilbert." Tyler said. I watched as the two walked out of the Grill. It wasn't until they were gone that I finally stood and got back to work. I was worried about her. If the legend was true and Tyler got loose… Caroline could die. I didn't know what I would do if I lost my friend.
I continued to wait on tables, helping Matt as much as I could with clearing them. Every time someone would leave another group of people would come in. I really wished that Robert would hire some more staff. Our coworkers were dropping like flies.
"Damn."
I turned and there stood Damon. His eyes were floating over me, and while I would usually be embarrassed and most likely blush, I felt very flattered by it. I smirked at him, crossing my arms over my chest.
"I forgot how sexy you look when you're working." He said, winking at me. I rolled my eyes and whacked him with my dish towel. I picked up my tray full of dirty dishes and began heading for the back. Like I knew he would, he followed me.
"Thanks by the way." I said, taking the dirty dishes to the sink. "For talking to Robert."
"Anything for my girl." He said. I bit my bottom lip, holding back the smile that fought to shine through. I loved the sound of being called his girl. He slipped into a stool at the bar, and I tried to look busy while I talked to him.
"I thought you were on Elena duty." I said. I didn't approve of the fact that we were placing Elena on house arrest, but I did agree that that was the only way to keep my crazy cousin/half-sister safe. She thought she was doing us a favor, by saving us, but I didn't think that anyone could imagine losing her. I didn't know if I could handle it.
"Apparently a friend of Mason's is in town." Damon said, leaning forward. "The sheriff filed Mason as a missing person."
My eyes widened. We all knew that Mason was dead, and the cover story that he had just packed up and left was a good one. Mason hadn't stuck to one place in a long time. Now, this friend of his was blowing it. Although I didn't like that Mason was dead, I knew that there was no other option than to cover it up. That is unless we wanted the Salvatore's secret to get out, and I wasn't prepared for that.
"So, what does that have to do with us?" I asked. He made a face and I furrowed my eyebrows. "Don't tell me you are going to kill him."
"I'm not going to kill him." Damon replied. "Because he is a she."
"We can't just keep killing off people." I whispered. "It's going to start looking suspicious."
"So I'm just supposed to let some she-wolf run around and maybe kill me?" Damon offered. I huffed, but said nothing when Robert walked by. He gave me a suspicious glance, but when Damon glared at him he shuffled away.
"How do we even know she is a wolf?" I asked. Damon cocked an eyebrow before he put his hand in his pocket. He pulled out a plastic baggie and handed it to me. I took it, hiding it under the bar.
"What is it?" I asked, looking at the dried plant in the bag. It looked like an herb of some sort. I had never seen it, not that I was an expert on plant life.
"Wolfsbane." Damon said. I looked up at him and handed him the bag back. He stuffed it back in his pocket before folding his hands in front of him.
"So what?" I asked. "You're just going to make her choke in front of everyone and then tear her heart out in the parking lot?"
"That's the plan." Damon replied with a smirk. I set my jaw. Wolf or not, I didn't approve of the killing. "Don't give me that look."
"What look?" I asked suspiciously. He rolled his eyes.
"That judgey look you get every time I tell you what I'm planning." Damon said. "If you have another solution please tell me."
I said nothing. There wasn't another one. This girl was stirring up dust, and I didn't think we could convince her to leave. She wasn't going to go until she knew what happened to Mason. And if she was a wolf then she could be a danger to everyone, especially with the full moon being tonight.
"If she's no threat I won't touch her." Damon said. I met his gaze.
"Promise?" I asked, holding out my pinky. He chuckled, linking our pinkies together.
"Cross my heart." He said. I smirked and then looked around. When I saw no one was looking I leaned over the bar and kissed him quick on the lips. When I pulled back he had a large grin on his face.
"What?" I asked. He licked his lips.
"Where did this new found confidence come from?" He asked. I shrugged.
"I just feel… good… ever since I had those lessons with John…" I explained. "I just feel stronger."
I didn't know if it was confidence or just that I felt more prepared if I was attacked again. Either way, I just felt better. I didn't feel like hiding or filtering into the background anymore. I was still not one for attention, but I was tired of being alone. I was happy, and Damon made me happy. I wasn't going to hide that anymore.
"Well thank you John." He said, leaning forward to kiss me again. I smiled into the kiss, but pushed him away before things got too heated.
"I'm working." I said. I looked toward the back where Alaric was sitting. He nodded to me and I looked back to Damon. "Go talk game plan with Alaric."
"But you are much more attractive than Rick." He mused. I slightly blushed and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. I then lightly shoved him a bit.
"Go." I said. He huffed and stood up. I watched him start walking toward Rick and bit my lip. I then returned to serving, taking orders and bringing out food. Alaric and Damon were in deep conversation while I worked. I continued to sneak glances their way. How were they even sure that this mystery girl would even show up here? She might just leave, smart enough that there were vampires in town. But then again, it was the full moon tonight. She had the upper hand if she was a wolf.
"Excuse me."
I turned to the voice. In front of me stood a young woman, light colored hair and pretty blue eyes. She was tan, probably from the sun, and she wore a tank top and skinny jeans. She was very pretty, a knock out really. She smiled at me, a kind smile that made you want to trust her.
"Hi." I said. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Actually…I was wondering if you knew Tyler Lockwood." She said. I felt my lips go dry. I had never seen this girl before, and people didn't visit our town very often. This must have been Mason's friend. My stomach dropped and I fought the urge to look toward Damon. I pulled on a smile.
"Yeah." I replied. "I go to school with him."
"Ok, cool." She said. Her eyes swept the restaurant, then she set them back on me. "Do you happen to know where he is?"
Chaining himself up for the full moon so he doesn't tear up the whole town.
"He actually just left." I replied. "Sorry."
"No worries." She said pleasantly. I continued to force my smile. I didn't know if this girl was a wolf, however I had to put up my guard. If she was, she was much stronger than me. I thought about my stake that was hidden in my bag. A stab to the heart would kill anyone, it just depended on if I could do it or not.
"Can I get you a table?" I asked politely. She shook her head.
"I'm actually headed to the bar." She said pointing toward it. "But thank you."
I nodded and watched her walk over to the bar. I then shifted my gaze to Damon. He and Rick were watching her too. She shifted into a stool and ordered a drink from the bartender. I looked back to Damon who was now staring at me. He nodded once and I swallowed.
I tried to not focus on the maybe she-wolf at the bar, but it was pretty hard. I tried to get information from Damon, but he was in attack mode. I watched Rick saunter over, pretending that he was already drunk. He slid into the stool next to her. They shared a few words before Damon took the spot on the other side of her. While I was watching them so intently I accidently knocked over a glass of water. I flustered over the mess, trying to clean and watch all at the same time.
I gathered some stuff and headed back to the kitchen. I deposited the dirty dishes into the sink and then hid so that I could still see them. I peeked through the little window and strained to hear. I could pick out Damon's voice but I couldn't make out what he was saying. I cursed silently at myself.
"What are you doing?"
I jumped when I heard the voice. My hand flew to my heart and I turned to see who the culprit was. Matt stood behind me, a bucket full of dirty dishes in his hands. He was smirking at me, amused at how easily he had scared me. I stepped forward and smacked him lightly.
"Don't do that." I said in a hushed whisper. I then looked back toward the window at Damon who now sat alone with the girl. He was smiling at her, a smile that I thought was only reserved for me. Apparently I was wrong.
"Are you spying on them?" Matt asked. I turned back to glare at him.
"No." I replied. "I'm just… observing."
He chuckled at me, taking a spot beside me as we watched the two converse. Damon was flirting hardcore, I didn't need to hear to see that. He had this face he got when he started to flirt. The girl was smiling, although I wasn't sure if she was very interested. I smiled at the thought. I knew that this was innocent, Damon was trying to get information out of her, but it still bothered me to see him all over a girl like that.
"He looks pretty comfortable." Matt commented. I smacked him hard in the chest. "Stop hitting me."
"Then stop making idiotic comments." I replied.
"I'm just observing." He said. I turned and glared at him. He smiled. "What's going on anyway?"
"Nothing." I lied. Matt made a face. "What?"
"If it were nothing then you wouldn't be eavesdropping on their conversation." Matt said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Now, what's going on?"
I swallowed hard. I had to come up with some kind of story, something that wouldn't set alarm bells off in Matt's head. I was never that great of a liar, although I could get by. But right then I was nervous and scrambling my brain for a good enough story to cover what really was going on.
"We had a fight." I finally answered. Matt's eyebrows furrowed. "He's just trying to get back at me."
"What did you guys fight about?" Matt asked. I cursed him silently for continuing this conversation.
"Something stupid." I replied. "I really don't want to talk about it."
Matt nodded and then looked back over to the two. I followed his gaze and saw that Damon was now moving closer to the girl. I glared, although I knew that this was nothing. It still bothered me.
"Sounds like a dick move to me." Matt said. "But hey… if you need someone to talk to, I'm here."
"Thanks Matt." I said. He smiled at me before heading back out on the floor. I took a deep breath before I followed suit. I continued my assault on them with my eyes, splitting my attention between my customers and the two at the bar. Damon was starting to look very irritated. The girl hadn't touched her drink, and that was where the wolfsbane was. I was beginning to wonder if she knew something was up.
When I almost tripped and fell on my face I stopped trying to stare at them. I had to work, and Damon could handle this. He would fill me in later. At least that was what I told myself before I stared at the two again.
"That waitress has been staring at us all night." Jules, the she-wolf, said. Damon furrowed his brows and she nodded to Alex. Alex looked away when the two of them set their gazes on her.
"Oh her?" Damon mused. Jules slightly smirked. "She has this school girl crush on me. Pretty sad really."
"She's pretty." Jules commented looking back at her. Alex was currently balancing full glasses of drinks on her tray. For someone so clumsy, you wouldn't think she would have been able to do that so well. Damon wrote it down to her years of practice.
"Not my type." Damon lied. He hated saying it, but he had to get into Jules head, and the way he thought to do that was to flirt. "Too young."
"Oh, so what age range do you prefer?" Jules asked. She wasn't really flirting back with Damon. He noticed that she actually seemed irritated by his presence, but she was too nice to tell him to leave.
"How old are you?" He asked. She smirked a bit and he chuckled. The two continued to chat, all the while she never touched her drink. He was beginning to get very annoyed with this girl. He was tempted to just shove it down her throat so he could prove that she was in fact a werewolf. She had to be. She knew Mason Lockwood, she was searching for him. There had to be a reason.
"I'm just here for the night." She commented. "It's a long story, I'm looking for my friend."
"Who?" Damon asked.
"Mason Lockwood." She replied. Damon pulled on a mask of recognition.
"I know Mason." He said. Jules eyebrows shot up and she looked at Damon as if she didn't believe it.
"You do?" She asked.
"Yeah." Damon said. "He's a great guy."
He almost cringed at the statement. He could feel both Rick and Alex's eyes on him, but he ignored them both, focusing on Jules now.
"He's missing." She said. Damon faked a look of surprise. He knew exactly where Mason was, rotting in the back of his truck. However, this girl did not need to know that information.
"What do you mean?" Damon asked. "Like… I mean, missing, missing?"
"How do you know him?" Jules quipped. She was quick and she looked suspicious. She sure was one tough nut to crack.
"Friends of friends." He replied. He then held up his drink to take a sip. Her hand was on hers but she didn't bring it to her lips. He held back a frustrated sigh as he drank from his glass.
"You know, listen, I'm really tight with the sheriff. If there's anything I can do to help locate Mason, I will." Damon said. "He's a great guy, and after his brother's funeral, he stuck around and helped his nephew and…"
"Tyler." Jules quipped. Damon smiled. This girl knew more than he thought. He wondered if she knew that Tyler had triggered the curse.
"Yep. Mason was with him the whole time. Helped him through all that grief." He said. There was a slight pause. "You haven't touched your drink."
Jules looked down at it and then back up to Damon.
"You know, I'm not much of a drinker." Jules replied. "I should get going."
"Oh come on." Damon mused. "One drink."
She smiled, considering his offer. Damon was hoping for everyone that she took a drink. Just one sip would prove it. She then picked it up.
"It will help me sleep." She said. The two clinked their glasses together.
"To sleep." Damon said. He then watched as Jules lifted the glass to her face and she sniffed. After a beat of silent tension she smacked the glass back down. Damon visibly tensed.
"You fool." She said. Damon huffed. "You think you're clever, don't you?"
"What do you want with Mason Lockwood?" Damon asked, jumping right in. Jules had her own glare set on him.
"He's my friend." She replied. Damon leaned dangerously into her face.
"Well, I'm sorry to inform you that you probably won't find him." Damon said. Jules eyes narrowed. She understood the underlying meaning of his words
"What does that mean?" She asked.
"You should leave town." Damon ordered, ignoring her question. Jules actually scoffed.
"You're threatening me? On a full moon?" She asked. "How stupid are you?"
Damon was glaring so hard at her, he thought that if looks could kill she would drop dead. He didn't like being called stupid, even when his plan had been foiled. This girl was asking for it. Just then Alaric sat down, trying to diffuse the situation.
"Damon, how about that second round?" Alaric asked. Damon looked back to the history teacher.
"I think we're done, Rick." He then looked back to Jules. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"No, I don't. That's your vampire arrogance." She said, making Damon's eyes narrow. "You should be. I sniffed you out the moment you entered this bar, along with your pathetic wolfsbane."
Damon rolled his eyes. He thought his plan was pretty fool proof. But Damon forgot that she wasn't human. She had heightened senses, like vampires. She would have been able to smell it like he would have been able to smell vervain.
"I've been at this a long time, and any other night of the month, the situation would be reversed, but tonight is not the night to pick a fight with me." She warned. "You've been marked."
She got up but she suddenly stopped. Damon followed her gaze to where Alex stood. She was switching her attention to her customers and then to Jules. The werewolf got a grin on her face. She turned back to Damon.
"Or maybe I'll just go after your girlfriend." Jules said. "I can imagine what that would do to you."
Damon glared, fighting off the urge to snap her neck right then and there. Jules smirked and walked toward the exit, but she didn't leave until she brushed up against Alex. Alex eyed her suspiciously until she left. Her fearful eyes then flickered to Damon. He was up in a second and came over to her.
"What's going on?" She asked. He didn't respond, he just took her arm protectively and steered her over toward the door. Alaric wasn't far behind. She protested, talking about her boss and how she had to clock out. Damon continued to ignore her.
"Where is she?" Damon asked no one in particular as his eyes swept the scene. Jules was nowhere in sight. It both annoyed and scared him at the same time.
"Just let it go, Damon." Alaric tried to reason with him. "Don't be stupid."
"What is happening?" Alex asked again. She was getting irritated, her eyebrows furrowed as she waited for an answer.
"So what? Just let her get away?" Damon asked Alaric. "'You've been marked' What the hell kind of wolf throw-down crap is that anyway?"
"Dammit Damon." Alex shouted ripping her arm from his grip. He turned around surprised, but when he saw her angry hands on her hips he became pretty irritated himself. "What's going on?"
"Jules threatened him." Rick said." And… you."
"Me?" She asked confused. "What do I have to do with this?"
"You're connected to me." Damon replied. "You will always be in harm's way."
Alex took a deep breath before she looked up. Damon followed her gaze to the bright moon. It was full, just like he knew it would be. He set his jaw, swallowing hard. If Jules was coming after them, and the legends were true… Damon just got himself into a big mess. And now he dragged Alex into it with him.
"Just go home." Alaric said. "Take Alex and lock your door. We'll deal with it in the morning."
Damon wanted to fight. He didn't want to hide. But when he gazed at Alex he knew that he had to do just that. He had to try and protect them both tonight and hope that Jules was bluffing. Damon nodded wordlessly and took Alex by the arm. She tucked herself into his side, letting him wrap an arm around her.
He put her in his car and they drove silently to the boarding house. He hated that he put her in these positions. This was why he should have stayed away when he had made that decision before. Instead he stuck around, not being able to control himself. All he could think about was how she told him she loved him, how warm and magical it felt to hear her say those words. This was why he stuck around, those good feelings he got when he was around her. He felt almost human.
"Come on." Damon urged when the two reached the house. They quickly made their way to the front door, opening it and stepping inside. Damon locked it behind him, not accustomed to doing so because they never locked their door. They never had the fear to do so.
"Can a werewolf break through a dead bolt?" She asked nervously. Damon shrugged.
"I guess we will find out." He said. Alex shivered before she made a face. He took the few steps toward her and wrapped his arms around her comfortingly. She buried her face in his chest, hiding from him. He pulled back a bit, placing his hands on either side of her face.
"Look at me." He ordered. She slowly did as she was told, her green orbs meeting his. He smiled at her, an encouraging smile that he hoped would calm her nerves. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you."
"But what if-"
"I'm not going to let anything happen to you." He repeated. She rolled her eyes.
"Damon, a werewolf bite-"
"I am not going to let anything happen to you." He said a third time. This time she didn't protest. She just nodded and relaxed a bit. Although Damon was still a bit on edge, he wouldn't show her that because he wanted her to calm down. Jules would most likely come after him. She was just using Alex as a way to scare him.
"I'm sorry for interrupting."
Both Damon and Alex looked up to where Rose stood. Alex shifted awkwardly, but Damon held firm.
"But what is this I hear about a werewolf?" Rose asked. Damon released Alex and walked over to Rose. He led her out of the room to explain, not wanting to scare Alex with the thought of Jules coming to attack them anymore.
Damon left me in the living room, taking Rose away to explain what was going on. I tried to calm down, knowing that Damon had these things under control. Jules was probably bluffing anyway. We had nothing to worry about.
Just in case though, I went to her bag and grabbed my stake. I pushed it through my belt loop, just as a precaution. I tried to relax, tried to make my heart rate slow, but I didn't have much luck. I started to pace, crossing the whole room. I wanted to know how Tyler was doing, hoping Caroline was doing ok. I also wondered where Jules was right that second. Was she transforming or was she already in wolf form and was headed this way? I hoped for neither.
Just then I heard a loud crash, of glass breaking. It was right behind me, so I turned around quickly. I felt my stomach drop when I saw the culprit of the broken window. In the living room, about five feet away, was a light gray wolf. I felt my heart skip a beat as its yellow eyes stared at me.
"Damon." I said evenly and calmly, trying to urge him to get the hell in here. It snarled then, taking a dangerous step forward. I was walking backward, and it advanced on me. With shaky hands I grabbed my stake, hoping I had enough force in me to really stab it through this wolfs skin. Just then my heels hit the back of the stairs and I fell backward.
"Damon!" I screamed when I saw the wolf lunge. With quick reflexes, I drove the stake into its right shoulder. It whined loudly and I pulled the stake out of its shoulder, blood staining it. It jumped off me then, running to hide.
"Alex!" I heard Damon's voice and then felt his hands pulling me up. His eyes looked me over for any kind of injury. I was too scared to speak. He shoved me behind him then, grabbing a decorative sword from the wall. Rose was with him, helping him shield me from the wolf.
Just then, the gray wolf emerged from its hiding spot, blood still pooling from its wound. I gripped my stake tighter. The three of us seemed to have a stare down with this creature until it jumped, right for Damon.
However, Rose pushed him out of the way, his hold on me so tight that I went with him. The wolf hit her instead, knocking her to the ground and snarling at her. It then took a bit bite into her shoulder, causing Rose to scream out in pain. Damon took his sword and pushed it into the wolf's side. It whined much like it had when I stabbed it. Then he turned and jumped out of the broken window.
Damon fell to the floor where Rose laid, observing the new bite wound. I felt my stomach lurch at the sight of it. If werewolf bites were poisonous, Rose was in big trouble.
"How bad is it?" Damon asked. Rose winced.
"It hurts." She replied through her teeth. Just then it started to heal, the wound closing up. There was barely any sign of it. Rose looked back to Damon with wide eyes.
"I thought werewolf bites were fatal." She said. Damon seemed amazed by the sight of her healed wound, he also looked a little relieved. I let out a breath, relieved myself.
"You're gonna be okay." Damon said when Rose started to cry. She held onto him, gripping his shirt tightly. I could feel tears pricking my eyes, knowing that Rose must have been really scared and now she knew that she was going to be ok. Damon held onto her, comforting her until she calmed down. I went upstairs, not wanting to stare at her. I knew when I was feeling weak I didn't want people watching me. So, I went up to Damon's room and let him handle things.
Although I was relieved that Rose was ok and that Jules was gone, I was also still worried. Wolves had healing powers like vampires. It wouldn't take much to heal the wounds she sustained and she could come back. I shivered at the thought. I was scared, but I also felt exhilarated. I guessed that the adrenaline from the fight, me being able to stab the wolf to incapacitate it even for a minute, had me feeling energized. It was a good feeling compared to the terrified feeling I usually was left with after these big messes.
I looked down at my hand, my stake still clutched in my fingers. There was blood on it, and also staining my hands. I almost gagged, but held it back as I went into Damon's bathroom. I started to wash my hands, the water turning red as I cleaned my skin and my stake. I scrubbed until both my hand and my weapon were good and clean before I dried off and walked back into Damon's room.
He was sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at the wall. His face was blank, emotionless. I put my stake down, slowly walking over to him. I cautiously sit down next to him on the edge of the bed. He didn't move when I took my seat next to him. He just continued to stare at the wall.
"She's going to be ok?" I asked quietly. He nodded. We sat in silence for a long time before he sighed and wrapped an arm around my waist. He pulled me to his side, and I melded into him as if we were two puzzle pieces. We were quiet again, my head leaning on his shoulder and his arm squeezing my side. I never wanted to leave this position. Just me and Damon, no one else to interfere or to hurt us. Just me and him, holding each other for all eternity.
"I'm sorry." Damon suddenly muttered. I pulled back to look at him with furrowed eyebrows.
"For what?" I asked.
"For getting you involved in this mess." He replied. I held back an eye roll and instead I turned so that he could see me fully.
"This is not your fault." I told him. "I involved myself."
"You are always in danger because of me." Damon said.
"Damon, you didn't force me into this." I said. "I want to be with you."
Damon stared at me for a long time, searching my face. I smiled at him, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. I was going to pull back and tell him something else but he stopped me. His hand glued to the back of my neck and our lips met in a heated and desperate kiss. I closed my eyes, letting myself melt into his touch. We stayed like that until I had to pull back to breathe, panting slightly at my increased heart rate.
"Say it again." He said, voice husky and very sexy. It first I was confused about what he was talking about but I eventually smiled, eyeing his lips again.
"I love you." I admitted. Before I could say anything else his lips were on mine again. They seemed to dance together, moving in perfect synchronization. I felt his hand curl around my back, pushing me closer to him and my own hands were roaming all over his body. We eventually started to lean backward, him on top of me. However, before things could get really heated we heard someone clear their throat.
Both Damon and I pulled away to look at the owner and saw Rose standing there. Her eyes were red and puffy, probably because she had been crying. However, she didn't look happy from where she stood. I sat up, adjusting myself to look presentable.
"What?" Damon barked. Rose didn't flinch like I did. Instead she just stood there, eyes glazed over and face looking very concerned.
"Rose." I said, knowing that something was wrong. She visibly swallowed before she slowly exposed her shoulder. I stood up, slowly walking over to her. Where Jules had bit her there was now blistered skin that was red and irritated.
"I thought-"
"Me too." She said. Damon then took my place, looking at the wound. His eyes widened and he shared a look with Rose. She looked scared, very scared, as she should have been. It looked like werewolf bites were poisonous to vampires. I just wished that Rose hadn't been the one to test the theory.