Sweet Serial Killer
Category: TV Shows » Vampire Diaries
Author: JustLola
Language: English, Rating: Rated: M

Chapter 10: Chapter 10

Disclaim : I do not own Vampire Dairies. Or any song, movie or artist I refer to in this fanfiction.

Chapter 10

We can paint the town
In blue.

After Damon agreed to the deal that was proposed by me he allowed Ric and Bonnie to pull Klaus from the room and take him to the infirmary, the poor man passed out from the events that took place but I could not blame him, it took a toll on all of us. He was Olivia's problem now thou, not mine, if she could take care of him like she was surely taking care of Tyler, Klaus would be fine. I shake that thought out of my mind. One of the other guards made his presence known at the entrance of the room and he watched us closely, never taking his eyes of off Damon, not even for one second. We just stood in the interview room for a few second as I tried to figure out what would be the next step from here. Damon still had the handcuffs in his possession and he could inflict quite some damage if he wanted to, and I would surely be his first target but he gave them to me without a problem or complain, placing them gently in my out reached hands and this shocked Josette, I don't think she knew just how deep our trust went when it came to each other. I had control over the patient and she could not understand how. Or why but then again he was my patient for a reason and not theirs, he had a certain hold on me and I had a hold over him. But then again I was a lot more understanding when it came to Damon. After requesting for a straitjacket I effortlessly place it on him and tied it to his back without a problem and he didn't even complain at my delicate touch.

Josette just stared, I'm not sure whether it was in shock or in awe but she was staring at me as I start to walked with Damon and the additional guard towards his cell, he wouldn't be going anywhere without me after this, it would be the hospitals best bet. There was nothing much that could be said after that, and she would surely have a mouth full when she came to her senses and spoke to me after she has her shit together. I just shake my head because I never thought that it would play out like this. I mean I didn't think that Damon would go to such an extent to keep me as his doctor, I must say that I am somewhat pleased that he went the extra mile to keep me. I know he pleaded with me last night but still this was more then I bargained for, I still needed to work the events of today and last night through my system to fully understand what was going on. I would do just that as soon as Damon was back in his cell. The guard is in front of Damon and I am walking behind him, watching him closely, I glance towards his ass ever now and again and blush as the image of him underneath the shower head pops up I roll my eyes at that.

As soon as we get to the cell the guard calls for the door to be opened and he takes a step aside before pulling the door open for Damon to enter. I watch as Damon move, his steps are planned and well connected like he's dancing on the tiles on the floor. His every step has a reason that I am unaware of and it has me captured. He walks into the cell and the guard looks to me, the look on his face questioning my sanity because after what happened the past few days I surely had to be crazy or I was slowly going crazy. "I'll take if from here, I need to take the straitjacket off, you can go and wait at the guards office." I say earning me another questionable look on his face and I know he thinks that this is risky and I shouldn't be doing this but then again he could see I could control the patient.

He nods his head, remaining complete silent as he takes a steps aside and soon he starts to walk away, this was my queue to move, I get to the entrance and look into the cell, Damon is standing in the middle of the room waiting for his jacket to be removed, he almost seems out of place in this white eerie room but it was a upgrade from where he was. I want to say something to him but I just don't know what I want to say or where to start. I was still shocked about everything that happened but then again I never knew he felt that strongly about having me as his doctor or was it something else that he was feeling towards me. I take a step into the cell and then another until I am behind him. "You're not too happy about my actions I take it?" I hear him say as I reach touching his shoulder lightly and I move my hand to the belt holding the thing in place. I slowly start to pick at it.

"Not really. It was a bit unexpected." I reply as I work on the jacket slowly like I was torturing him, he remains completely still, I can only sense his chest moving as he inhales and exhales. "You almost killed him." I mumble next to his ear and I pull at a string and this makes him look to the side towards where my face is as he regards me for a second. I'm not sure whether he's happy about the fact that he almost killed yet another person or if he was just surprised by my reaction about this whole situation.

"I wanted to…" Damon replies, his voice low and husky making me shiver, my hands stop for a few seconds as I look to his head, the side of his face. I watch him smirk, I have come to like that smirk on his face and then I continue working on the jacket yet again until it finally loosens and I watch as Damon slowly take it off, taking it in his hands and looking down at the material for a few seconds before he moves his hand towards me, he hands the jacket to me and I take it in my hands grasping it tightly. He turns and now he's fully facing me, I can see him clearly now, not through a two way mirror or from the side, I look to his face and I can't read his expression, it's between disappointed and angry and disapproving. I raise a brow at him because I can't understand the reason behind his mixed emotions. And then he takes a step towards me and I instantly take a step from him to the point where he has me against the wall of the cell. He places his hands on my shoulders grasping them rather tightly as he closes in on me, I let go of the straitjacket and it falls to the floor not even making a sound. "Why do you care so much for him?" Damon asks and his tone is anything but approving almost accusing as he says these words to me.

"What?" I ask a bit surprised not really sure what or who he was talking about but then again he might be referring to the incident that happened moments earlier, he might be referring to Klaus, he pushes me against the wall a bit harder than intended and I flinch in pain as my back hits the concrete, his face is really close to mine as he stares into my eyes looking for answers to his unanswered question that is just hanging in the air.

"Do you love him? Do you care for him?" Damon asks aggressively pressing his chest against mine, and I actually feel scared as I stare into his eyes, I'm fearing for my life at this moment as I stare into his deranged eyes that seem so wild at the moment, I can't understand this sudden change in Damon's mood or behaviour but it must have something to do with the fact that I repeatedly pleaded to him to not harm or hurt Klaus, to let him go. Did Damon think that we are more than just co-workers? Did he think that I felt any form of attraction to the older man who I only saw as a friend and co-worker? That I might have romantic feelings towards him? I just could not understand why Damon would think that or why he was acting like this. "Do you love him?" Damon almost yells pushing me to the wall yet again.

"No!" I reply trying hard to get out of his grip but it's pointless because his grip on me is like a vice grip, I place my hands to his chest as I try to push him away from me, because he's scaring me, he's hurting me, I have never seen him like this with me, so aggressive. But the more I tried to push him away the angrier he got, I could see the fire in his eyes as I watch him.

"Don't lie to me Elena." Damon says loudly and I think that the guard outside might hear him if he continues to speak like this, with this much volume, his nose is almost touching mine as he stares into my eyes. Was Damon jealous? Was he jealous of Klaus and how I valued Klaus' life? Did he really think that there was something else between me and Klaus then just a friendship? That was the only rational thought that I could think off, that he might think there was something between me and the older man. But there has never been, never will be. I would never feel anything romantic towards Klaus, he was more like a mentor and I could not imagine being anything of him but a friend and co-worker but I guess Damon didn't see or know that.

"I'm not lying Damon. Klaus… Dr. Michaelson is just a co-worker…" I say a bit more softly almost stuttering as I stop any and all effort to push Damon from me because it only seemed to aggravate him more, his grip tightening on my shoulders to the point where it became painful, if he continued this I would have bruise marks. I take in a deep breath but when I breathe I'm inhaling Damon and our breath mingle as we continue to stare at each other. What was going on, why was he re-acting like this? He was acting like I was his property, like I belonged to him and in a way I felt that he just had a hold over me. Because he knew he had some kind of hold over me and in a way I knew that I wanted to belong… to him.

Damon closes his eyes for a few seconds and it seems like he's trying to calm himself and when he looks back towards me, his ice blue eyes meeting mine yet again. "If he or anyone ever touch you again… I will not hesitate to kill them." Damon threatens and my eyes widen at that, was it another threat that he was making? Would he act out on this threat if it should happen that anyone else touches me in a way he deemed unappropriated? He moves in a bit closer, a quarter inch closer and his lips would be on me. "I can't let anyone ever lay a hand on you… I want to keep you all to myself…" Damon mutters and it reminds me of the previous night, of how he told me that he wanted me. Was he serious about that, about this, did his feeling for me run a little deeper than I thought possible? I gulp as I feel myself lightly shiver at his words and the feelings he was evoking in me. This was just too much. This could not be happening but I knew with every cell in my body that this was happening and I could or would do anything to stop him from doing just what he wanted to do.

"Damon…" I softly call his name, and I want to tell him that he should not be saying this, he shouldn't be thinking or doing this. That this is wrong but I can't find it in myself to tell him those words because it gave me a sense of belonging. It sounds rather fucked up when I put it like that but it was true on some levels. It made me feel like I didn't matter to anyone other than Damon and strangely enough I found comfort in that. I close my eyes as my senses are overtaken by everything that is Damon and for a moment I feel that I am drowning in him, but I am brought back when I feel his lips on mine. He slammed his lips against mine hard, kissing me, ravishing me overtaking my mouth with his tongue. It was unexpected but thrilling at the same time. It felt beyond dangerous and the thought of being caught made it all the more exciting. And it makes me gasp, it makes my body light up with so many feeling I have been keeping hidden, this only served to be a bad idea as I feel his tongue slip into my mouth.

I taste his tongue, he taste like bourbon as it roams freely in my mouth and I can't find it in myself to stop him, or to even engage any further in this kiss. I just grab at his shirt where my hands are still resting and I fist the material into my hands pulling it lightly, pulling him closer to me, urging him on to continue. This must have encouraged him even further because his hands move from my shoulders, slipping one behind my neck and bringing me even closer to him to the point where it feels like I just can't get away, I am trapped between a rock and a hard place and I didn't mind one bit about the situation.

His mouth moulds against mine, his tongue move against mine urging me to move as well, to contribute to this kiss that we were sharing, he wanted a reaction out of me, so if he wanted a reaction he would get one, so I started to kiss him back to the point where I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and I slightly nibble at it and that's when he pulls from me, I guess I must have bitten him in the process. I open my eyes, smirking somewhat and I feel slightly dazed and light headed as I stare at his blue orbs, they seem calmer than before. His lips turns up in a smirk or was that a smile? I couldn't be sure because I have never seen him smile before. My mind feels clouded as I try to focus on the man in front of me to make sure that this was real and that this wasn't just one of those crazy dreams that I have been having lately. "Mine." Was his last word to me as he pulls away, his hands still firmly holding me in place.

That's when I flatten my hands against his chest and almost push his from me but I keep him where he is, I keep him in place. "Don't…" I find myself saying and I feel overcome with feelings and words that wants to be spoken but I can't find it in myself to do what my mind so desperately wants me to do. I want to pull him closer, I wanted to kiss him again like there is no tomorrow, I wanted to feel his lips, his body, but this could be my minds way of just getting this sexually frustrated feeling out of my system and I might be enjoying this more than intended.

"It's already done…" I hear Damon say, my eyes focus in on his again as I try to figure out what he was saying. "Stop denying your growing feelings towards me, it's only going to get you in messy situations that you really don't want to be in with me." Damon continues to speak but I don't want to listen to him, I can't, every word that leaves his mouth is the truth and that's why I want to fight against it. I look to the side, the door to the cell was still wide open, and anyone could walk in here and find us in this compromising position, not that I minded our current position but someone else might not approve. Ric or Josette could walk in here and it would just compromise Damon's evaluation, surely then they would take me from him. I slightly push at Damon until he takes another step from me, not that I wanted to push him away but I needed to be discreet about all of this.

"I need to leave." I half whisper out of breath looking back towards those blue eyes that seem so optimistic, it seems he already thought that he has won me, maybe he has but I would not give him the satisfaction, I would not let him gain the upper hand that he clearly already has. But there was still an on-going battle in my head of how badly I craved attention and how this was unprofessional to the point where I would hate myself if something does happen. The thing is he is my patient and being involved with him just won't work. That would be defeating the ends of justice and the purpose, he might only be doing this to escape or get a lighter sentence or anything was possible. I needed to pull myself together and I needed to do what was right, and getting involved with Damon was not the right thing, it went past all my morals. Fuck I am pretty messed up.

"Elena," he pauses as he takes another step from me, removing his hands from me all together and I instantly miss his touch, his hands on me but this is better this way. I regard him for a second and it's like his mood has yet again changed to something I am not sure of just about yet. "Don't beat yourself up over something you know you want. In the end we all get what we want." Damon says bending down and picking up the straitjacket that I had dropped earlier when he pressed me against the wall, when he scared the living shit out of me, when he almost hurt me. He hands me the straitjacket and I raise my hand towards it, taking it.

"You sound pretty sure about yourself." I say as I place my arms next to my side, Damon narrows his eyes, he's observing me again, looking at me, studying my every move like I am some kind of subject that he needs to understand when in all fact he was my subject. "But then again you got me back as your doctor so I think anything is possible when it comes to you." I say taking a step to the side, if I wanted to leave I needed to do it now before I get more caught up in him.

"What do you want?" Damon asks, his question catches me of guard. I wasn't even sure how I would answer him because no one ever asked me what I wanted, to think of it, I didn't know what I wanted at this very moment. In the long run I wanted to help people but now, at this very moment I wasn't sure on how I was going to answer his question. "Elena, what do you want? What do you truly desire?" Damon repeats his question, but the second part makes me wonder. I desire? What did I desire? I desired Damon, but was it his mind or body or was it him over all? I shake my head. I should be desiring my boyfriend not another man, my mind should not be clouded by Damon when I had someone… The thing was I had Tyler, did I still have him? Did I still want him?

"I don't know what I want." I reply as I slightly turn to the door, I wasn't being completely honest, my mind was running in circles on this that I wanted yet I just couldn't think of just one thing, because everything lead to the man who stood in front of me but I couldn't all out tell him what I had just thought, it was evident what he wanted from me, what he desired, if that was what he desired. His jealousy that oozed from his soul earlier just proved the point. At this moment I wasn't sure about a lot of things but I was sure that Damon wanted me, he desired me in a way where only one thing mattered.

"You know what you want." Damon says as he smirks, like he has just read my mind. "You just don't want to tell me. Because you are scared that it might become a reality." Damon answers, how could he read me so well? He understood me better than any other person that I currently had in my life and it scared me. "Am I what your heart desires?" his words sent a shiver down my back as I watch him smile because he knows his question was spot on. I turn my back on him because if he was so sure of himself he already knew the answer to his question. I take a step towards the door but his voice stops me once again. "You don't have to answer me right now, but at least tell me at our next session. By the way when will I be seeing you again?" Damon calls to me.

"Monday." Came my simple answer, I didn't want to give him anything else other than a day of the week because I knew how right he was and it scared me, that I did desire him, that I wanted him, but right now my mind was fighting with my heart. Both of them not thinking rational and this might just turn into a war and I wasn't sure who would come out of it alive. I couldn't trust them to know what to do, or what to say. Maybe I just needed to take a step back and evaluate the situation at hand.

"Monday it is then…" Damon repeats and I can feel him smirking towards me, I just knew it in my bones. I take another step towards the door until I am standing on the outside, I place my shaky hand on the door and close it, the electric mechanism locking it as the door connects to the frame. "Dr. Gilbert…." Damon calls to me once again drawing my attention back towards him. I turn on my heel and I chance a glance at him even thou I know that I should not, it would only cloud my mind yet again.

"Damon?" I ask grasping the straitjacket tightly in my hand. If I didn't hold onto it right now I would be spiralling down into the unknown unsure of what might be waiting for me on the other end, it was the only thing that felt real to me at the moment in time. I could not think of any reason why he would be calling for my attention but I give it to him without a doubt.

"I suggest you get rid of that man who fails to appreciate you." Damon replies and I raise a brow, now he was talking about Tyler, I could tell you that much. I could see the threat in his eyes as he spoke of him, he disliked him a lot. The feeling was starting to become mutual between me and him. Tyler was another part of this puzzle that I call my life that I needed to solve at the moment but if this was a threat then I should surely adhere to the instruction. I just nod my head not even sure if I was going to do anything about it at this very moment. I turn and walk off towards the guard's office at the end of the cell block not saying another word. Everything was getting too much, it felt like I was bombarded with too much at the moment to deal with my life.

I look to my computer screen, it's blank and blank, currently my heart feels like that. I checked on Klaus earlier to see if he was okay, but he wasn't, he wouldn't be, he was everything but okay. He had a small cut on his neck and a broken nose which was to be expected. Yet I wasn't aware that Damon could or would do that much damage on a person for the sake of keeping me as his doctor. But he did prove me wrong as always. Klaus just glared at me once I stepped into the infirmary like he didn't want me anywhere near him. Josette looked up to me and she had a disapproving look on her face. I know that she was beyond angry with me but at least Damon didn't kill Klaus. That was the only positive that came out of this little debacle, I glanced towards Olivia and she just sent me a pensive look. Other than that I just went back to my office, I felt somewhat unwanted and it hurt. My office was the only place that I felt safe at the moment.

I sit back in my chair and sigh, like the weight of the world is on my shoulders and it was busy crushing me. What was I going to do concerning all of this? I needed to start to think about what I was going to do about Josette and the other doctors and how they would react towards me after this situation. I needed to think about what I would do about Damon, and what I was going to do about Tyler, not that Tyler was a top priority but he was linked to Damon so it might be a priority. I look to my landline. Damon had threatened to make the hospital fear him if they took me away from him and look how he reacted when they tried to take me from him. He even threatened anyone that dare lay their hands on me, but I think that was only when it came to Tyler. Apparently I was his and only his. Even if I thought his threat wasn't real I doubt that he would be able to do anything to Tyler seeing that he was locked up in the hospital and he would surely never see Tyler but I didn't want to take a chance. I don't know how I would react if something did happen to Tyler.

I reach for the telephones head set and bring it to my ear. I dial Tyler's number out of habit and wait for the telephone to start ringing. I didn't want to take any chances, even if Damon couldn't get his hands on Tyler. The fact was he made the threat and he would execute it if I didn't adhere to what he said and he might just do something to someone else at the hospital just to prove a point towards me and I couldn't dare let that happen. I didn't want any other person to get hurt because I didn't listen to him. The phone rings three times on my side until it's finally picked up and Tyler answers.

"Tyler Lockwood, hello." Tyler greets and I want to roll my eyes, he was so formal when answering the phone but in real life he was nothing like that but it might be because I was phoning from my land line and he didn't register the number. I wonder how I was going to tell him that we were not going to see each other anymore, that the thing between us is no longer there. I could use the information that I got from Damon to prove a point that he might be cheating on me but then again I didn't know if that information held any merit. Damon could still just have said those words to make me feel insecure.

"Hey Tyler," I greet and his side goes quiet for a few seconds as he registers who he was talking to, it almost seems like he didn't expect my call and that he didn't want to speak to me. "How are you?" I finally ask when the silence got too much to handle, he must be angry at me for ditching him last night but then again he never replied to my message that I sent and well he was on the phone when I tried to call him. So he couldn't be mad even if he wanted to be, I had all rights to be angry as well but I wasn't. It was actually petty that I would be angry over it, if I was in fact breaking up with him just now.

"Hey babe." I cringe when I hear him call me that, it made me feel dirty and underappreciated. "I'm good and you?" he asks into the phone. He seems a bit distant as he speaks to me but I guess he must either be busy or he might be angry. Or both. Or he just didn't want to speak to after what happened last night. Maybe Bonnie might have called him, but then again she went with me to the session and after that she's been with the nurses and doctors. She couldn't have told him what I had told him.

"I have been better." I reply, there is a shadow in my door and I look up only to see Josette as she walks into my office without warning. I glance to her and then towards my desktop, diverting eye contact because I really didn't want her to be here right now as I break up with Tyler. I should probably cut the call short and speak to her or I would never hear the end of it but then again I wasn't sure when I would be able to speak to Tyler again. "Are you busy later?" I ask in hopes that we could postpone the matter for a bit longer. I watch Josette sit on the chair opposite of my desk and she folds her arms over her chest, she wasn't in a good mood, but I could understand why, after what had just happened, it would be strange if she was not upset.

"Actually babe I'm going to be busy this whole weekend I have to help my mother with a few things for my father's campaign. Maybe we could do something on Tuesday?" I frown, I couldn't wait that long, I knew his father was the Mayor and he was running for Mayor again so I could understand why he wanted to help his mother, but he wouldn't be busy the whole weekend… But then again I only needed to tell him that we should see other people meaning that he should see other people because I wasn't sure what my future had planned for me or should I rather say what Damon had planned for me.

"That won't be necessary, I just think we shouldn't see each other anymore." I say a bit hasty, I watch Josette out of the corner of my eye and she raises a brow at my statement as well, she has no idea what's going on right now. "I think it would be better if we break up and we don't see each other anymore." I rush out looking back to my desktop as if looking for answers or anything that would keep my mind busy. But I can't seem to find anything and it seems that I might have shocked Tyler into complete silence. I knew he would wonder why the sudden break up but I had a few reason, the main reason was currently in a cell within the hospital but that reason I wasn't going to give him. I took his lack of response as a sign that I needed to end the call because there was nothing left to say. "Bye Tyler." I say and then I place the headset back on the receiver. I take a deep breath before looking towards Josette, I plaster on the fakest smile that I could. "What can I help you with Josette?" I ask and she seems dumbfounded as she stares at me.

"What was that all about?" she asks somewhat worried, she seems completely and utterly confused by what I had just done, I was confused myself but I just knew I would be delaying the inevitable if I just didn't come out and do it. I can feel my throat contacting, like there is something caught in it and the water that's brimming around my eyes but I won't let the tears fall over something that needed to be done. Something that I should have done. We were both stringing each other along, so this was the right choice, a good decision for our future.

"Nothing." I choke out and its hard keeping my emotions at bay, I roll my eyes in an effort to stop my tears from leaking and making a trail down my cheek. "How is Klaus? Is he okay? Are you okay?" I ask but it doesn't distract me as I wished it would. But I was Tyler's girl for a few months and it hurt like hell letting him go. But it had to be done. I bite the inside of my lip to stop myself from crying hoping that the physical pain would cancel out the emotional pain but it's not working.

"Elena, what's going on? Why did you just break up with Tyler?" Josette asks rising to her feet and she walks around my table to me, stopping a few inches before me before she leans forward and embrace me in her arms. I would not cry for that idiot, I would not feel bad for breaking up with him. Damon was right he didn't appreciate me; I was just too dumb to notice it, too blinded by his perfection. Fuck it. Fuck Tyler. That was what my mind was yelling to me but my heart was crying, breaking into pieces. I really did like him. And I would surely miss the idea of him.

"It's nothing Josette." I say as I try to regain my composure but it's a bit harder than I thought. I take a deep breath and mentally and emotionally I try to pull myself together. "It's just nothing." I say a bit more confidently as Josette pulls me to look at her straight in her eyes, she can clearly see through my façade but I could not care less. This was my situation and I needed to deal with it in my own way.

"What happened?" she asks again a bit more curious and I really do not feel the need to tell her about everything that has been happening but then again I might just feel a bit better if I did tell her some of it. Share my burden? But I needed to be careful in what I shared with her.

"We were just not working out, and I think that he might have been cheating on me." I say, I don't even falter as I say the words but they sound foreign to me, in one simple day I had come to terms that he might be cheating on me but I think I didn't leave him just because of that. It was just one of the few or many reasons why I am kicking him to the curb. And I think that I should be looking at the bigger picture and now I was seeing it, maybe Damon's allegations wasn't as absurd as I thought they had been.

"Why would you think that?" Josette asks she sounds beyond surprised, because like Bonnie she absolutely loved Tyler. Because Damon had told me, because Tyler was suspicious, because Damon told me that was what the nurses liked to talk about… I refrain from saying that because it might just sound absurd. I might be as crazy as my own patient for even believing a word that leaves his mouth, but I knew somehow it made sense. I might even suspect that when the dust settles down, he might just have the guts to ask Olivia out on a date. I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

"I have my suspicions." I reply and then turn towards my desk again reaching for the damn picture of the two of us. I pull the frame closer and take out the back and then I grab at the picture, turning it to face me one last time before I throw it in the dustbin, not even giving it a second chance. The era of Elena and Tyler was over. "But it's okay, I'm okay." I say and I'm not sure who I was trying to convince now as I turn back to Josette, she has this look on her face that tells me that she feels sorry for me, and I absolutely hate it when someone pities me. I hate it when they feel bad for me.

"Elena your being evasive." Was it that apparent? That I didn't want to talk about the situation. I would much rather just want to forget it then continue lingering on it. I raise a brow and then just shake my head from side to side. I wasn't being evasive, I just didn't want to talk about it, and there was a difference. She just couldn't see it. Or maybe she just didn't want to see it. Maybe she just wanted to comfort me and I didn't need that.

"You came here to talk me, I doubt my relationship status was the subject." I say a bit more professional and she frowns, I must have offended her, I just hope she gets the picture that I just didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to tell her why I just broke up with my boyfriend over a phone call. I would have done it in person but then again I would have to explain myself to him and I didn't want to do that, nor did I want to wait till Tuesday to break up with him. I had to do it as soon as possible. I could not wait.

Josette sighs as she walks back to the chair she was in just a few seconds ago. She sits down and she seems a bit more serious now, more professional. "I wanted to tell you that I am sorry." Josette says and now I was the one frowning because here I thought she was coming in here guns blazing about how I reacted to the situation, how I handled the patient. "I should have listened to you about your patient. We could have avoided this whole thing if we just listened to you." Josette continues, on one hand I was angry at her that she was coming to my office now apologizing on the other hand I wanted to tell her that it was okay that everything is forgiven. But it hurts to think that she thinks I am unable to handle my patient, that I am incompetent.

"It's okay." I find myself saying because there was no point in fighting her even if her words of earlier hurt like hell they will too become something of the past soon. "Next time just trust me." I say. She almost seems relieved that I backed down so easily, that I didn't even try to put up a fight, right now I had nothing in me to fight, I felt powerless and drained and I wouldn't put on a fight even if I wanted to.

"Elena, you warned us something would happen… How did you know? How did you know to calm him down, to defuse the situation?" Josette asks, she almost seems uncomfortable as she asks the question, I knew it was lingering under the surface, that she wanted to know how I could handle the patient, how I did it. The thing is I just knew, I tried to understand Damon, to understand his actions. I spoke to him, I learned about him. I knew him. I touched him… That last thought just brings memories back of the peck on my lips last night and then I am bombarded with the feelings I tried to reject when he kissed me earlier, when I kissed him back. I shouldn't be thinking of that.

How was I going to explain to her how I knew Damon would do something if they took me away from him? I couldn't tell her that he might have overheard Ric telling me. That was something you never did in front of a patient. "I just had a bad feeling, he has violent tendencies, and it was bound to happen sooner or later." I rush my answer somewhat and I can see Josette frown, she knew I wasn't telling her the whole truth. "Beside he's my patient, I know somewhat how his mind works." I say this time a bit slower. She seems to buy this answer.

"He really does behave when he's with you. How did that happen?" Josette asks, she must have asked Ric after Damon had mentioned it to her.

"Trust goes both ways." I say and this catches her attention. She clearly seems amused by my answer. She raises a brow towards me.

"You got him to trust you? How?" she asks now truly intrigued.

"I don't know, it just happened." Like the kiss it just happened. Everything with Damon just happens. And I don't know how to explain it, I am unable to explain it. Or maybe I just don't want to explain it because I didn't want her to understand him the way I understood him, this was some kind of secret trust that we had in each other and I didn't want to share it with either her or the world.

"Yeah, just remember, you have to be crazy to understand crazy." Josette says and we both chuckle at her lame attempt of a joke but somehow I knew it was true. "Just be careful." She cautions like a mother would to a child. I nod my head to her in this regard. I was trying my best but when it came to Damon I loved to play his dangerous games. And he knew that or he would not have made advances towards me, he would not have told me that he wanted me nor would he have acted on his wants. I just knew that his wants would increase to the point where I would not be able to control it anymore. I could not let him get any closer than he already was. I could not let him take advantage of every single situation that presented itself to him.

I couldn't let him get any closer to me then he already was. I couldn't have him kissing me even if I wanted him to. And believe me the kiss from earlier still clouded my mind, it still had my skin burning with such an intensity that I just wanted to grab his head and have him kiss me again, to not stop his hands from wondering over my body. Touching me where I desperately needed attention. I shiver at that thought. The more I thought of it the more I wanted him to react on my thoughts and the more I would let it happen if the opportunity presented itself.

I look to Josette and then I frown, I shouldn't be thinking of this and this might just turn in a mantra I would daily repeat to myself. I sigh and turn my attention to my desktop again. "I should be getting back to Klaus. I left him in the infirmary. I think I might just give him a few days off." Josette says and it falls to my deaf ears as I just nod my head in her direction. There was something that I missed in Damon's case file. I pull his file closer and I don't even notice Josette leaving my office closing the door behind her. I open the case file and look at the reports placing them in sequence. There was something seriously off that I didn't notice until now.