I was sitting in the parlor, enjoying a nice, big glass of Bourbon, when my phone started ringing.

I took it out of my jeans pocket and checked who it was. It was Violet. I set my drink down and answered immediately.

"The older, sexier, better Salvatore speaking. What can I do for you, Vi?"

"Ha ha, Damon. I'm just calling to remind you and your brother that I'll be coming over tomorrow. We still have a few things to get done for Alaric.

I tried calling Stef, but he wasn't answering. I thought he'd be home by now."

"Well, thanks for that wonderful reminder, Vi. And he is home, he's sitting in his car out in the driveway again."

Oh, no. Do you need me to come over now? I can talk to him." She asked me. Always the worrier.

"Don't worry about it. I'll go check on him in a minute. He's probably lost in Wonderland. You know how he gets sometimes." I reassured her.

"Well, yeah. But-"

I cut her off. "No, buts, Vi. It's getting late and we have work to do tomorrow. So you get your gorgeous self into bed and rest. We will see you bright and early. I'll even have coffee and pancakes ready for you."

"Fine. You win. You're lucky you're my best friend, Damon. I'll see you in the morning. Good night."

"Good night, Vi."

I hung up the phone, grabbed my glass off the table and headed outside. Stefan was still sitting in his little red Porsche, staring off into space.

I knocked on his window, making him jump. I would have laughed any other time, if I wasn't slightly worried.

He rolled down the window and gave me a questioning look.

"Are you going to come inside, brother?" I asked him. "Violet called me. She wanted to remind us about tomorrow. She said she called you, but you didn't answer. She was worried."

"Sorry, Damon. I just got to thinking about things. I'm fine. I'll be right in."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah." He answered. I studied him for a moment, then turned around and walked back inside. I set my empty glass in the sink and made my way up to my bathroom.

I took a quick shower, then let the water cascade down my body. I began to think of my time as a human. How I would always protect Stefan.

Flashback

"Damon, look." A 5 year old Stefan, exclaimed, running up to me.

"What you got there, Stef?"

"I found a really pretty butterfly."

"That is pretty, little man." I told him, examining it. "Why don't you let it go, head inside and wash for dinner."

"But, Damon. I'm not hungry yet. I want to play."

"I'll make you a deal. You go inside, wash up, eat all of your food, and I'll read a story to you when you go to bed."

"You promise?"

"I promise." I smiled, holding out my pinkie. He intertwined his with mine, then ran into the house.

End of Flashback

That's one of my favorite memories from back then. After our mother passed away, I became more like a father figure.

Then Katherine happened. I had instantly fallen in love with her. She was beautiful, fun, wild, and free spirited.

After Stef and I were murdered by our own father and became vampires, I made it my life's mission to make Stefan's life miserable.

I resented him and blamed him for Katherine's death.

For almost a century and a half, I would always fight him, try and kill him. But I never could. Not really. Deep inside, I still saw him as my little brother. The one that showed me that pretty butterfly.

It wasn't until moving back here, meeting Violet, that I started to realize I'd never been in love with Katherine.

I had been infatuated with her. I don't regret knowing her. I don't regret the monster I've become. And I surely do not regret coming back to Mystic Falls.

I got to meet the most beautiful woman I'd ever laid eyes on. The one that saw right through me. The one that didn't judge me for the thing I'd done.

She has a heart of pure gold. A smile that shines brightly in even the darkest of places. A laugh that sounds like a melody from a well written symphony.

After getting to know her, I began letting my walls down. I told her everything about myself. From my human years to now.

She never looked at me as others had. She never showed fear or hate or disgust. She became my rock. My beauty in this ugly world. My humanity.

Violet Gilbert is who I'm in love with. It's not like with Katherine. She didn't have to manipulate me. She didn't compel me. She showed me her heart and in return, I gave her mine.

I know it's like history is repeating itself. Only, she's not driving me and Stefan apart. Katherine had already done that.

No. Violet is the one bringing us back together. She makes us feel like brothers again. Something I thought would never happen.

I pull out of my thoughts when I hear Stefan walking up the stairs. I turn the water off, get out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist.

I go out into the hallway and stop Stefan from going into his room.

"Hey, Stef?"

He turned around and looked at me. "Yeah?"

"That really was a pretty butterfly." I told him with a genuine smile. He lost focus for a minute, trying to remember. Then realization hit him and he smiled back at me.

I closed the distance between us and pulled him into a brotherly hug. "Good night, Stef."

"Good night, Damon."

We pulled apart and went into our separate rooms. I dried off the rest of the way, out the towel in the hamper and pulled on some boxers.

I climbed into my bed, turned off the bedside lamp and fell into a peaceful slumber.

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Another chapter down. Please follow, like, comment and tell your friends or followers. Hope you enjoyed! I'll try to make longer chapters, I'm just easing into it a bit. Will mostly be Damon and Stefan POV's. There may be a couple others.

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Until Next Time,

Jess