AN) Sorry about the cliff hanger last chapter! I didn't intend on Bella telling Damon until later, but it didn't make sense (well maybe just to me) to have Bella not recognize Damon as her father after she had seen his picture. I tried to update as quickly as I could and nearly had another cliffhanger chapter, but I corrected it... a little. Thank you to vampirelove41, steph A15, Celesti Ragazza, psychovampirefreak, I love twilight bella Whitlock, Carla Mikaelson, twilightfanjm, MarionV , Guest, pinklips20 , TSCXHG , and TwilightGirlzBFF for reviewing Chapter 3! I am truly grateful for all the reviews and for anyone who is reading this story. Enough of my gibber-jabber! You want to read this chapter! Be sure to tell me what you think! Enjoy!
~UnicornNinja12
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"What I'd do to have you
Here, here, here
I wish you were here.
Damn, Damn, Damn
What I'd do to have you
Near, near, near
I wish you were here."
~Avril Lavigne Wish you were here
BPOV
"Father?" I question.
-BOS-
We stared at each other a few moments before he says, "Although I do look heavenly, I am no priest."
I shake my head quickly and look down. "No, I wasn't referring that kind of Father," I let out a breathless chuckle before saying, "Besides, your clothes don't match the soutane priests wear."
It couldn't be my father; mother said he had died before I was born. I look up at him once more. "I'm sorry, I must be mistaken. You look so much like him, well, at least what I think he would look like because I haven't seen him before. You look like you could be his twin or something... sorry, I'm rambling."
The man studies my face before smirking. "Sorry, I can't have kids."
I furrow my brows as I process this thought. Vampires are infertile. And witches don't need much convincing to hurt a vampire. Does that mean... Wait, wait hold that thought! Mother says he died before I was born, but... Enough, Mother wouldn't lie to me about something like this... right? There is only one way to test this theory. "I apologize for my assumption. It wasn't until today that I figured out who my father was and if I am not mistaken, he was born here in Mystic Falls. Perhaps you can tell me I could find my father Damon Salvatore?"
The man's eyes widen and his expression goes blank as he appears to be in shock. "No, it's not possible. I..." he says before trailing off.
"Are you Damon Salvatore of Mystic Falls?" I ask. I could feel every beat of my heart as it tried to jump out of my chest. The air seemed to cool as I begin to break into a cold sweet. Time slowed down as I waited for his answer.
"Yes... I am Damon Salvatore," he says after a moment.
My heart felt like it was going to explode after his declaration. Before I could stop myself, I capture my father in an enormous hug. I bury my head into the crook of his neck with the largest smile on my face. "Father," I say, "Where have you been? I've missed you!"
Tears begin pouring out, but I haven't the slightest idea why, I've never been so happy in my life. I truly am the luckiest person on earth!
My father wraps his arms around me awkwardly.
"I always thought you had died before I was born. Mother told me you had died; you were shot by your own father," I say before slightly pulling away to look at my father's face. I looked into his eyes. "She lied to me Father. I didn't know you were alive; I would have come looking for you sooner. I'm sorry," I say before recapturing him in a hug, pulling him closer than I held him before.
"I should have known better, Father. I should have known she would lie to me. She's never been there and when she is causes problems." The tears increase as I am divided between happiness and anguish. Katherine should have told me about my father. A thought occurs to me. "Did she ever tell you about me Father?"
Father doesn't respond. I slowly pull away so I could study his features. "Did Mother ever tell you about me Father?" I repeat slowly. Realization dawns on me. "She didn't, did she?" I ask, hurt evident in my voice and expression.
Father looks me in the eyes and says, "I don't even know who you're mother is."
I slowly pull my arms back and wrap my arms around my legs and look down. "Oh," I say dejectedly.
"I'm a vampire, you can't be my daughter," he says.
I flinch as his words cut through me. "My mother said you were killed by your father, so you were human," I say softly.
Father's eyes snapped to mine. "What are you saying?"
I met his eyes. "I'm your daughter."
"That can't be true. If I was human when, you know, I had you-know-what with your mom, then you still wouldn't still be alive, let alone human." My heartbeat does make me appear completely human.
"I'm not human. Well, not completely human."
"So you claim to be his daughter and you aren't even human," Bonnie the witch says with narrowed eyes. She turns her attention toward my father. "You destroy everything. Everything that happens is your fault."
The faucet turns back on. I turn to my father and say, "You have to leave, she is about to do it again." I gently push him away. He seems to be frozen. "Go!" I order, seeing the flames start.
As he begins to leave when he crumples to the ground, crying out in pain. "Father!" I say, fear stricken. I turn the witch and order, "Stop it!"
Her concentration doesn't waver and flames get higher. "I'm warning you, stop attacking my father!" I turn my attention toward her friend. Katherine. "Call your friend off!" I plead.
"Bonnie, stop it!" 'Katherine' said to her. Somewhere in my mind I questioned why Katherine had straight hair, she never was fond of what it implied.
'Bonnie' the teenage witch ignored her and the flames were coming dangerously close to my father. Growling in frustration, I took off my left shoe and threw it at her, effectively hitting her in the face and breaking her concentration.
"Are you okay? You need to go!" I say in a hurry knowing I wouldn't have her concentration for much longer.
He nods and tries to get up, but is too weak. I sigh and lift him up like a child, but not without a little difficulty.
I begin to walk toward the forest when I hear the witch growl in frustration. "Why isn't it working?!"
"Bonnie?" 'Katherine' questions.
"Why isn't she writhing in pain?" She is silent a moment before she lets out another frustrated growl. My guess: another failed attempt to hurt me.
"You're Jedi mind tricks don't work on me, witch. You may have a quarrel with my father, but I have no quarrel with you. Let my father and I leave in peace," I say continuing toward the forest.
As I approach the forest line, I hear the flame. Picking up my pace, I quickly pass through several trees and look back. The flames didn't make it that far, but I took her action personally.
"Witches," I say out loud. "Some just act like self-righteous windbags and claim vampires are monsters, when they slaughter vampires based on what they are as opposed to what they have done." I shake my head and turn my attention toward my father. "Are you okay? Do you need some blood? I can give you some of mine?" I offer him my wrist.
My father shakes his head and pushes my wrist away. "I don't know you and I don't trust you."
I nod feeling hurt. "Very well." The fire has reached the tree line. "We must leave."
"Really?" Father asks sarcastically.
"Really," I confirm with a smirk.
The fire suddenly goes out.
"Why did you stop me?!" the witch says incredulously. I could barely hear her from this distance.
"Because this isn't us. Bonnie, this can't be us," 'Katherine' says back.
After a few minutes, my father demanded I put him down. I complied and made sure he made it to his feet safely. We continued to walk in silence before I asked, "Why did Mother's friend try to cook you like a marshmallow?"
Father quickly looked at me and asked, "Mother?"
"Yes," I say confused at his sudden interest in my words.
"Katherine. I should have known," he said bitterly narrowing his eyes at me, "You're here to spy on me."
By this point, we had stopped walking. "No I am not. Actually, I'm supposed to be in Utah right now," I confessed.
"Well, you're not leaving town," he said with a gleam in his eyes that Katherine got when she was going to do something. I take a step back, instantly nervous. Father flashed behind me. "You're coming with me."
And with that the world went black.
-BOS-
It was bright when I woke up next. I was laying on an unfamiliar couch with my father looking over at me from behind a small bar set up in the corner of the room. His stare was piercing through me, trying to understand me. His expression was much softer than before, almost loving.
"Damon?" a concerned voice asked from behind me. "Are you okay?"
My father looked up at him and said, "Yeah I am, Stefan." A mask of indifference came over Father's face as he quickly got up."Have you met her?"
I frowned, but realize how strange our situation is. I could hardly blame him for not believing me.
Uncle Stefan looked at me and shook his head. "No, but she looks familiar." He looked at Damon then back at me. "Am I supposed to know her?"
"Apparently, she is my daughter," Father says flatly.
Uncle Stefan bursts out laughing. "Good joke," he says after a moment of laughter.
"Wait, you haven't heard the funniest part. She claims Katherine is her mother."
Uncle Stefan rolls his eyes. "Damon, this is ridiculous. Katherine's a vampire, you are a vampire. I understand you still want to maintain your promise to make the rest of my existence miserable, but this a bit much, don't you think? Seriously Damon, who is she?"
"Uncle Stefan, allow me to introduce myself; I'm Bella, you're niece," I introduce myself in hopes he will take me seriously.
Uncle Stefan narrows his eyes at me. "It can't be possible. Katherine's a vampire and you're a vampire. Vampires can't reproduce. Has she been compelled then?" It was clear that even though he was looking at me, he was talking to Father. But that doesn't stop me from answering.
I shake my head. "I can't be compelled. Father was human when I was conceived. As to how Katherine was able to conceive me, I don't know, but all I know is here I am."
Father stares into my eyes and says, "You will tell me why Katherine sent you here."
Based on the way his eyes dilated, I would say he was trying to compel me. "Father, as I said before I cannot be compelled. However, I will say this: Katherine didn't send me, I sent myself. I wanted closure for a parent I was told was dead. I wanted to learn about you, I wanted to know as much as I could about you. Dead or alive, you are my father and I know nothing about you. I know nothing of both of my parents, with the exception of the occasional appearance of my mother, I didn't see my parents. I mourned the loss of a parent I had never known. Seeing you today, alive, is the happiest I've been in my life," tears formed in my eyes but I held them in, "I understand you don't trust me and I am okay that you don't. If I was in your position, I wouldn't trust me either. All I ask is don't just walk away. I won't stay if you don't want me, but please just talk to me. It could be random things like the sun is bright and catches vampires on fire, but just don't shut me out."
"I don't trust you," he says slowly, watching me carefully, "But we'll see."
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