In the Eyes of the Butterfly

Chapter 2

Damon couldn't believe his eyes as he looked around for his car. It was no where to be found as he looked down at the car keys he had grabbed and pressed the button. A nearby mini van responded to his constant button pressing. He had no clue where his real car had gone, but he was in too big of a hurry to fight about it at the moment. Running to the mini van as fast as he could, he hopped into it looking around for any clues that the woman he had just saw, who claimed to be his wife, was just a nut job who had kidnapped him from the bridge and brought him back to his house so he could play daddy to her child that she had with somewhere else. After all there was no way in hell that that little girl could be his.

But as he dug further he found countless documents that had her name on it, Elena Salvatore. Elena Salvatore, and Elena Salvatore. He even found a report for the little girl that had the name Arianna Salvatore. His daughter. His daughter and...Elena's. Damon had always told Rebekah that he wanted kids sometime in his life, but now that he suddenly had one. One that he had no idea who she or the mother was. He was terrified. Where was Rebekah? Where had she gone? Was she really so pissed with him that she paid off a couple of good actors to play another family of his? He knew there was only one way to find out. He had to find her. Wherever the hell she was he knew that she would be able to give him quite a few answers.

Putting the key in the ignition, Damon made his way to his old house and looked at it his mouth hanging out in shock. No one was there. A for sale sign stood in front of it and even though he knew that this was his house there seemed to be no traces that either him nor Rebekah lived there. He wouldn't accept that. He couldn't accept that his wife was somewhere out there. He needed her. Even if she had been a bitch lately he had still loved her. She was his wife and no matter what fucked up shit was happening at the moment he couldn't just forget about her. For better or worse he made a vow to her and he wouldn't stop until he found her.

It had taken him a few hours and a few minor people stopping him for autographs, but he had finally managed to track her down. He pulled into her new address and looked carefully at it narrowing his eyes slightly. The two story house was in a lovely Victorian style and the yard was filled with toys as if there were small children living here. He guessed there was only one way to find out. He had to go up to the door and see if she was there.

Taking in a few deep calming breaths, Damon opened the door to the mini van and watched his step as he walked up the walkway to the house. He grasped the door knocker and gave it a few good knocks before Rebekah answered looking more happy than the decades of life she had spent with him.

He looked at her puzzled a first, this girl looked a lot like Rebekah but at the same time she didn't look like her. Her usual straight blonde hair was now curled and her blue eyes shined brighter than ever before and her usual polished wardrobe was now replaced with a suburban soccer mom look that she usually would never go for, but when she saw him the huge bright smile that she had worn when she opened the door had faded and the happy gleam that had been in her eyes before was now replaced by a monstrous look that almost made her look as if she was not human. She had given him that look most nights when he had done something terribly wrong and even in this life it still made him uneasy.

"You've got to be kidding me. What are you doing here, Damon?"

Damon looked at her in confusion. He knew things had been bad between them, but it had never been this bad. What was going on here?

"What do you mean Rebekah? You're my wife, I came to get you and to take you home. I'm sorry for being an asshole yesterday before I left for work, but don't you think your joke has gone a little too far?"

"What are yo talking about Damon? You sound like you're some delusional crazy person."

"What do you mean?"

"Well for one we've been divorced for six years."

Damon looked at her in puzzlement. This could not be happening.

"Look Rebekah I know things haven't been great between us these past couple of years and I know that most of it is my fault, but I would never do something this cruel to you. I would never hurt you like this, so please can you just get in this stupid ass mini van and drop the act so we can go back to our life. "

He expected a lot of responses from Rebekah at that point, but laughter was not one of them. His eyebrows stitched together in confusion. If this was just a joke to her than she was taking it a little too far.

"You're joking right? Come on Damon I know you're an actor and all, but this joke has gone a little too far. Listen I know we didn't end on good terms, but I'm happy with Matt now and you're happy with Elena. We both have kids that mean the world to us and we both have significant others that are perfect for us. We were miserable with each other and we got out of a horrible relationship, so please do me a favor and go back to Elena, I know she's probably worried sick by now."

"Rebekah-"

"What?"

"What happened to us?"

Rebekah gave him a sad smile as she pressed her hand against the door.

"Why don't you ask your wife that question?"

And before he could say another word, Rebekah closed the door in his face leaving him to figure out this new life by himself.