I noticed that many of you wish for Leslie to tell Damon about who she really is. I also noticed that some of you want to see her powers in action. I'm afraid I can't comply to the first request, RIGHT NOW. Please keep in mind what will happen if someone finds out about who she really is. (See chapter 18) Do you really want that for Damon? Hey, but who knows? Maybe there's a way for Leslie to find a way around that law, right? She's very good at noticing small details and using them to her advantage. Anyway, please enjoy chapter 22 everyone. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. I only wish I did.

Chapter 22

(Damon's POV)

"Damon! This isn't freaking funny!"

Leslie was banging uselessly on the door of my closet screaming at me to let her out. I merely smiled and replied tauntingly

"I have no clue what you're talking about, Leslie."

"As soon as I get my hands on you, I'm going to hit you right in your stupid mouth!"

I smiled and replied.

"Now come on, if you really want me to let you out. You're gonna have to try to be more seductive than that."

She had tried leaving me right after our comfy and friendly moment together. She had simply said that she had stayed true to her word and that she would be leaving. I tried using guilt, threats, and other methods to convince her to stay. Everything seemed useless against her, though. She seemed like the type of girl that really couldn't care less about what people said. So, I had to resort to drastic measures. I had simply grabbed her and taken her upstairs to my room. When she tried to run for it, I simply caught her again and locked her in my closet. Why couldn't she understand that I simply wanted her here with me? I got easily bored and she always found a way to make things fun and amusing. Right now, was a good example of that. Suddenly, I heard her yell.

"That's it!"

Then the banging on the door stopped and she went completely quiet. Suddenly, the door flew open with such force that threw me away from the door. I instantly turned around and the only thing I saw, or rather felt, was her hand make straight, hard contact with my face. I blinked and looked at her in shock. I definitely wasn't expecting that. She was giving me a murderous death glare and then she yelled.

"What the hell is wrong with you! Why did you lock me in there, you idiot!"

I merely smiled at her and said.

"Well, you were going to leave and I couldn't let that happen."

"Why not? I'm not your damn babysitter!"

I smirked and replied.

"I enjoy having you around. You're fun."

She continued to glare at me and then she said menacingly.

"I'll show you what's fun. Me punching you, right in your arrogant mouth. Now, that's fun."

I smiled at her and said.

"So feisty, so violent. You know, you look really sexy right now."

"Ugh! Why do I even bother? You're such a child!"

I pretended to be offended and replied with a gasp.

"I am most certainly not a child!"

She merely smirked and said more relaxed.

"Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. Maybe someday you'll be able to convince yourself that's true. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go home."

I instantly blocked her way and said.

"No... you're not excused. You're not leaving."

She looked up at me and said.

"What's your deal? You kept telling me to leave all day. Now, you don't? What's wrong with you?"

What was wrong with me? Why had I started to care so much for her? The only person I truly cared about was Katherine and having her back in my arms. At least, that what I used to think.

The only reason I had wanted Leslie to leave was because I feared that I might actually snap and kill her. She had cared for me and stayed by my side during this entire time. Not even Stefan, who was my brother, was there like she was. So, when she told me that she didn't care if I killed her, that did it. I instantly turned on her and told her to leave. I had to make her believe that what she had done, didn't mean dick to me.

In all reality, I had cared and felt slight gratitude for her kindness. No one had ever showed so much care and concern for me, not even my father. What really sucked was that she was doing everything out of guilt. She was trying to be a good friend to me because she believed she had betrayed me. Or at least, that's the way I saw it. I sighed and instantly picked her up in my arms.

"Hey! Put me down, you moron!"

I ignored her completely and sat her down on my bed. She instantly glared at me and threw a pillow at my face. She then folded her arms across her chest and said

"Jerk."

I merely smiled and said.

"Since it's you who's calling me that. I'm going to take it as a compliment."

"It wasn't meant as a compliment."

I leaned in closely to her face and said.

"You know you don't mean that, kitten."

She simply smiled at me and said.

"My name is Leslie. Come on, say it with me, Les... lie... Come on, I know you can do it."

I merely laughed at her and said.

"Oh I know, I just like your new name better."

"Ha, and who do you think you are to give me a new name?"

I smirked and replied.

"I'm Damon Salvatore, of course, eternal stud and lady charmer."

She merely laughed at me and said.

"Ha, that's funny. So tell me, how many ladies have you charmed? I believe you're not that good. Since you have miserably failed in charming me, and I'm naturally attracted to cute things."

I instantly remembered how the first time I met her in my crow from, she had called me cute. So, I merely smiled at her and said.

"Like your best friend, the crow?"

She instantly frowned and I saw a shadow of sadness cross her face. She then turned away from me and said.

"Yeah, like him."

I then moved to look at her and I saw that she seemed sad. I had a pretty good idea of why she felt that way. She had been here with me for the past four days and she hadn't had any quality time with her 'best friend'. She obviously missed him, or rather me. I smiled at her and said.

"You miss him, don't you?"

She then turned the other way and said.

"Yeah, I wonder how he's doing."

Then suddenly her eyes went wide and she said with a panicked voice.

"What if he's cold or hungry?... What if he's dead?... What if someone killed him? I swear... if anyone even dared touch him. I will make their death so painful that it won't even be funny. Nobody messes with my friend."

What? She cared that much for me? She was obviously worried about me. This reaction was something that I hadn't expected. I had expected for her to say something like, "that's none of your business, or yeah so what?" This completely threw me off. So, I simply stared at her curiously and said.

"You really care for him, don't you?"

She still didn't look at me, but she replied.

"Yeah, he was there whenever I felt like hitting someone and when I was alone. He kept me company and made me feel... this might sound weird, but I felt safe with him."

She sighed and said.

"I'll have some serious apologizing to do when I see him."

Then she glared towards the window and said.

"And I better see him again, for everyone in this town's sake. If I don't, people are going to get hit... and hard."

I smiled at her threat and said.

"So if you don't see him again. You're going to go on a killing spree?"

She merely smirked at me and said.

"I'm not an idiotic, impulsive vampire. I know who to talk to if something did happen to him. Very few people know about my friendship with him."

I smiled at her and said.

"So, who are the suspects?"

She then frowned and said.

"Right now, I have a few."

"Who?"

She then lifted her hand and counted everyone off on each finger.

"You, Stefan, and Elena. You three are the only ones that know he's my friend... Well, you guys are the only ones I actually told. Now, if you opened your mouth that's a different story. If you did, you might as well just get the hell away from me."

I stared at her in disbelief and said.

"I'm a suspect? Why? Just in case you've forgotten, I've been rotting down in a cell for the past four days."

She then turned to glare at me and said.

"I haven't seen him since before you got locked up. So, you're still a suspect."

That's right, I hadn't visited her in my crow form in a while. Damn it! Now she was actually considering me to have hurt me! Did that even make sense?... Who cared? Fuck! What the hell was I going to do now? Wait a minute, had she said Elena? She was actually considering her sister as a suspect? That was odd. So, I stared at her and said.

"Elena is a suspect, as well?"

She nodded and said.

"As you clearly experienced, you can't always count on family. I don't think she hurt him, she's too nice for that. I think she doesn't know how to keep her damn mouth shut. She might have opened her mouth to or around someone that might not be very fond of me."

She then turned to stare at me and she said menacingly.

"I better not find out you had anything to do with his disappearance because if I do... you will be in a hell of pain. I will make what you went through these past four days seem like a picnic in the park."

I simply stared at her and didn't reply. She looked so serious that I actually believed her. Not only that, but I could see her eyes slightly shifting between emerald and violet. I didn't need her freaking out and trying to kill me, so I merely nodded. She then smiled and said.

"Good, you better not be lying to me or else."

"Or else, what?"

"Exactly."

"What?"

"Right."

?

"Damon, I have something to ask you."

I stared at her and said still slightly confused.

"Shoot."

She stared directly at me and said seriously.

"Why did you keep telling me to leave? When you woke up you seemed cool with me being there. Then all of sudden, you just... I don't know, flipped. That's was pretty weird. What happened? Was it because you hadn't fed? Does not feeding make vampires go wack or something?"

I wasn't sure what her reaction would be if I told her the truth. If I told her that I had done that because I didn't want to hurt her. Would she think that I was weird? Would she misinterpret it and think I had feelings for her? Would she think of me as weak? I didn't want her to believe any of those things, so I merely smiled and lied casually.

"Yeah, lack of blood does make us go a little hay wire at times."

She stared at me curiously, almost as if she were analyzing me. She did that for a while, then eventually sighed and said with a frown.

"Right. Thanks, I just wanted to know."

Did she believe me? I truly hoped so. Then I smiled at her and said.

"So, now will you answer me something?"

She shrugged and said.

"Depends."

I frowned and said.

"On?"

"On, what you want to know."

I smiled and said.

"It's nothing big."

She stared at me and then eventually said.

"Fine, but you better not say something dumb"

I smirked and said.

"I never say dumb things."

She merely smiled and said.

"I will do with Leslie whatever I want to do, because that's what normal for me. The feisty ones are always the most delicious."

I was about to interrupt when she started laughing and said.

"Oh, and how about when we were at the game and you were trying to win my friendship. You were all like, "oh, I see it now, you want me." Man, that was downright funny. Every time I think about it, it always cracks me up."

She really didn't have a bad memory. She had quoted me right on the dot. Although, why had she remembered those precise encounters and quotes? Before I could ask, she then shook her head and said.

"So, based on previous encounters. I believe you do have a tendency to say stupidities."

I merely smiled and said.

"Stupidities?"

"Isn't that what I just said? Sheesh, maybe you should go clean your ears out. I bet once you're done, you'll have a lot of dust just slide out."

I smiled at her and said seductively.

"You're right. Want to join me in the tub, so you can help me get it out?"

She stared at me in disbelief and said.

"You're such a perv, you know that?"

I smirked and said.

"Most women find it part of my charm."

"Yeah, well probably cuz they're desperate. FYI, I'm not. I still have other options."

When she said that, I couldn't hide the tinge of anger I felt. I glared at her and she merely smiled. She was definitely enjoying this. She liked pissing me off. Before I could tell her where her other options would be at very soon, her phone rang. She pulled it from her pocket and stared at the screen. She frowned, then pressed the talk button and said.

"Who the hell are you and how the hell did you get my number?"

So, it wasn't just me she answered like that. It was every unknown number that called her. I listened carefully and then I felt the urge to murder when I heard some idiot say.

"Hey, Leslie. Sorry... it's me, James."

She frowned and said.

"How did you get my number?"

"Um, your sister gave it to me. I was just calling to see if maybe you... I don't know, wanted to hang out sometime."

What a moron. He had no idea on how to charm a woman. Leslie merely rolled her eyes and said.

"What part of... when hell freezes over, don't you understand?"

"I know you said that last time, but... I was just wondering, why?"

That did it. Who did this fucker think he was? She had already told him to fuck off and he was still bothering her. So, I took the phone away from her and said into it.

"She told you to fuck off. If you don't leave her alone. I will gladly hunt you down and rip your heart out. Which is something I'm very good at."

With that, I pressed the end button and hung up. Leslie was staring at me in disbelief and she said.

"What are you doing? Give me my phone!"

I smirked at her and said.

"Just sticking up for my friend. If somebody's messing with you. As a loyal friend, it's my duty to protect you."

She was staring at me with her eyebrows raised then she laughed and said.

"Bull."

Then she smiled and said sarcastically.

"Nobody will ever take your place as my favorite person to chill with, Damon. You're the only one here that knows how to have fun and isn't always so serious. I mean... I love Elena, and Stefan's nice, but lets face it. They're both a bore. You, on the other hand, are much different and I like that."

I stared at her curiously and said.

"You like the way I am?"

How was that possible? Everyone always judged me and hated me for my personality. They all thought that I was a selfish being that enjoyed hurting people. That was true, but Leslie didn't see me that way. She saw me differently. Almost as if she were seeing the Damon I had tried so much to hide. She merely smiled and said.

"Yeah, this Damon is the one I like. Not, Damon Faker Salvatore. I like your real personality and attitude. I don't like fake people. I like people that are straight up about the way they are and don't care what others think. There are very few people like that in this world. Nearly everyone is concerned about what others think about them. That's why when I finally find someone that's straight up. I always try to keep in touch with them."

I stared at her in disbelief and said.

"Is that why you decided to have me as a friend?"

She merely smiled and said.

"What do you think?"

I smiled in return and said.

"Well kitten, I really admire your honesty."

She rolled her eyes and said.

"My name is Leslie, not kitten, Leslie."

"Yeah well, I like kitten better."

She glared at me and said.

"You call me that in public and I will sock you in the mouth so hard that I'll make your fangs fly off."

I smirked and said.

"Aw, look at the little kitty. Her claws are threatening to come out, again."

She merely glared at me and said.

"My claws... are about to make contact with your arrogant face. If you don't shut it."

I merely smiled at her, then I wrapped my arm around her and laid both us on the bed. She sighed and said.

"Okay, I entertained you already. It's late and I should get home. So, I'll see you tomorrow."

She tried getting up, but I tightened my arm around her and held her down. She groaned and said.

"Damon, just cuz you're my friend that doesn't mean I won't punch you. Now, come on, let me go."

She tried to move, but I simply tightened my arm around her more. She tried shoving me, but failed. She continued squirming in my arms, until she finally gave up. She sighed and said.

"You know, what you did to Zack was pretty messed up. You shouldn't have done that."

I frowned and said.

"What are you talking about?"

"You shouldn't have killed him. Even though he wasn't directly related to you, he was still your family. You're messed up, Damon."

I looked at her and said.

"He was trying to kill me."

"No, he wasn't. He didn't lock you in there. He was simply going along with Stefan. Elena, always does that. I make the hard decisions and she just goes with it. Well at least most of time, she does that."

I stared at her and said.

"He still didn't let me out when I told him to..."

"Oh, you mean when you slammed him against the door and tried to choke him? Yeah, very smart."

I merely glared at her and said.

"He wouldn't have let me out even if I had told him I would help him get laid tonight."

She stared at me, then suddenly ducked her head and busted out laughing. She then looked at me and said.

"You're so mean, Damon."

I laughed as well and said.

"Come on, let's face it. He wasn't going to get laid any time soon. He would have greatly benefited if he had opened the door. I would have helped him out."

She then covered her mouth and said.

"Stop. That's not funny."

I raised my eyebrows at her and then she couldn't hold it back. She instantly started laughing again.

"Okay it is funny, but it's messed up. So, cut it out."

I merely shrugged and said casually.

"I wasn't trying to make you laugh. I was simply saying the truth."

She then shook her head and said.

"Oh man, Damon. You are one messed up vamp."

I pulled her closer to me and said.

"And yet you still love me."

She turned her head away and said still laughing.

"No, I don't love you. You're too ugly to love."

I stared at her in disbelief and then instantly pushed her down on the bed. I moved on top of her and said.

"I think I'm going to have to change your mind, kitten."

She stared at me in shock and said.

"Damon, get the hell off."

She then tried shoving me off, but I didn't move. Instead, I began kissing her along her throat and then I had a great idea. I moved my hands slowly up her sides and then I saw her instantly try to move away from my touch. She was ticklish, perfect. I smiled and said.

"Want to play a game?"

"No"

I smirked and said.

"Well, too bad."

I instantly put my hands at her sides and began tickling her. She immediately began laughing and squirming.

"No! Damon, stop! Cut it out! Ha, ha, no seriously! Ha, ha! Damon!"

I merely smiled at her and said.

"Take it back then."

"Never!"

I shrugged and said.

"Fine by me. I could do this all day and not get tired."

She was moving all around the bed trying to get away, but I held her down.

"Damon! Stop! This isn't fun.. ha, ha. No, stop! Ha, ha!"

I simply continued going until I saw a change in the room. It seemed more... charged? Leslie just continued laughing until suddenly, I heard a loud, "crack" and the entire house went dark. She was still laughing and said.

"See, I told you to cut it out."

I tried seeing her face, but she instantly turned away from me. She was still laughing a little and she said.

"I'm going to get you back, Damon."

She then moved from the bed and said.

"I'll go check the power box. Just wait here."

With my good sight, I instantly saw her and grabbed her. Then I stared at her and said.

"I don't think so. It'll probably come back in a minute."

I could easily see a bright smile on her face and she said.

"Yeah, I highly doubt that. Just let me check it out."

I frowned and said.

"You can't do anything about it, Leslie."

She merely laughed a little and said.

"You know, I'm deeply offended. Just cuz I'm girl that doesn't mean I don't how to fix things on my own."

She then escaped from my embrace and went in search of the power box. I heard her going down the stairs, then she stumbled and muttered, "crap, stupid floor." I smiled and instantly dashed downstairs. I saw her get up and say.

"Hey creeper, why don't you go for a bite and I'll call the power company."

I stared at her and said with a smile.

"Are you sure? Aren't you afraid the monster might get you? It is dark, after all."

She merely laughed and said.

"The monster already got me. I can't leave because he'll freak out and lock me in the closet. He's a huge turd."

I merely smirked and said.

"Was he by any chance a handsome turd?"

"Nah, not really. Stefan's hotter than him."

I couldn't believe what she had just said. Stefan! Stefan more hotter than me! Oh... no way in hell had she just said that!

I glared at her and lunged towards her. I thought I had caught her, but to my surprise I had missed. I went towards her again, but she instantly side stepped my grab. I kept going for her, but she only seemed to get quicker ever minute that passed. She was simply laughing at me, having the time of her life. Finally I stopped and said.

"How can you be so fast?"

She merely laughed again and said.

"Wouldn't you like to know."

Then I glared at her and said.

"Field trip."

She stopped moving and said.

"What?"

That's when I went at her again and caught her in my arms. I swung her on my back and dashed out of the house. I was in desperate need of some fresh blood. The few blood bags I had taken weren't enough. I could feel Leslie clinging on to me like her life depended on it. She was clutching at me tightly and refusing to let go. I smirked and said.

"What? Afraid of fast things?"

She didn't respond, so I merely laughed at her. Suddenly I felt her let go of me with one hand and smack me in the head. Then she laughed and said.

"Ha, that's what you get for being an idiot."

I merely smiled and said.

"Was that supposed to hurt?"

I heard her simply huff in annoyance. Then she sighed and said.

"Where are we going?"

I smiled and replied.

"For a bite to eat."

She groaned and said.

"Ugh, that's nasty. I don't want to watch you sucking the life out of someone. That's gross."

I smiled and then I listened to see where my next prey would be. I distantly heard loud music somewhere nearby and a bunch of kids laughing. I instantly moved towards their direction. When I arrived, I saw a couple of teenagers, obviously throwed, lying around a fire. I placed Leslie down and said.

"Don't go anywhere."

She looked at me and said.

"You're not the boss of me."

I sighed exasperated and said.

"It's not an order. It's a request."

She continued to stare at me and then said.

"I'm not making any promises."

I sighed, clearly pissed now and said.

"Watch how it's done."

She frowned at me curiously and said.

"Watch what?"

"How easy it is to feed."

She sighed and said.

"Okay, fine."

For some reason I had this feeling that she wouldn't stick around, but I decided to ignore it. I moved slowly towards the end of one of the cars and acted like I was sick. I was doubling over pretending to be in pain and I could hear Leslie laughing somewhere near the trees. I smirked and didn't say anything. That's when I heard a very familiar voice say.

"Hey man, are you okay?"

I didn't look up, but simply said.

"Come here."

I listened carefully and heard her approaching closer, but she seemed hesitant. So, I called to her again and said.

"Come closer."

She approached even more and said.

"You don't look so good."

I moved closer to her and said sounding sickly.

"I have something... I need to tell you."

With that, I moved more quickly towards her and then leaned onto her for support. She instantly caught me and said.

"Whoa, whoa, I got you."

Then I instantly grabbed her by the hair, tilted her head back and sank my teeth into her neck. I sank my fangs deeply into her throat and drank greedily. When I was done with her, I threw her on the ground and moved to the rest. One by one I took my fill out of every teenager I could grab. I drank greedily and with pleasure. The taste of their blood sliding down my throat was amazing.

Although, there was of part of me that wished it were her blood. Leslie's blood, that was so close and such a temptation. I turned towards her direction and saw her leaning casually against a tree. She looked so calm and collected, not a single sign of fear on her face. When she saw me staring at her she said.

"Boo... got a staring problem?"

I merely smirked and then proceeded to keep on drinking my fill. Once I was done, I grabbed each body and began pouring alcohol on them. Then I grabbed each and threw them into the fire. Since, I had already had a good dose of blood I decided that a good dose of liquor would be good. So as I was working, I was taking swings of a bottle I had found. When everything was taken care of I went to Leslie and said.

"Hey, can I borrow your cellphone?"

She nodded then pulled it out and handed it over to me.

"Yeah, here you go."

I instantly looked for Stefan's number. Once I found it, I pressed the call button and waited for him to answer. It rang two times and then he picked up and said.

"Leslie, where are you? Elena's worried about you. Did you let Damon out? He called me and..."

He was worse than a nagging house wife. So, I merely rolled my eyes and said.

"Shut up, Stefan. Where's my ring?"

"Damon? Where are you? Where's Leslie?"

I smiled and replied tauntingly.

"I'm at the sizzler. I had the buffet. Now, where's my ring?"

"I don't have it. Where are you? What have you done?"

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Leslie move and say with a smile.

"Dang, not even my dad is that demanding."

I smirked at her then answered Stefan honestly.

"No. What have you done? You're the one who locked me up in the basement and starved me. So, whatever I've done, whoever I've drained, is on you, buddy."

I could practically see Stefan getting pissed off every minute. He then responded.

"You're being careless. How many more animal attacks is this town going to believe, huh?"

Leslie smirked and replied.

"As many as Damon Salvatore decides they should believe."

I smiled at her and said.

"See, I do need you here. You always make everything fun."

She merely rolled her eyes and said.

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

I heard Stefan growl in anger and say.

"Is that Leslie?"

I glared into the phone and said.

"Yes, it is. What's it to you?"

"Don't you dare touch her, Damon."

He was pissing me off. Who the hell did he think he was to tell me what to do? I really didn't like his tone of voice and the way he said her name. He was acting like some jealous boyfriend that was about to hit someone. Wasn't he with the nice twin? History would not repeat itself. Leslie, was mine. So, I diverted the conversation from her and said.

"Where's my ring, Stefan?"

"I gave it to Zack to hide."

I raised my eyebrows and shock. If Zack had hid it then I wouldn't be able to get it back. Since, I had killed him. Crap!

Stefan continued by saying.

"Yeah, you probably shouldn't have killed him."

Then suddenly I smiled and said.

"You almost got me. Now where is it?"

I could easily tell when Stefan was lying. Not only that, but I knew very well that he wouldn't give Zack the ring. Stefan sighed exasperated and said.

"I'll get it back, but I need some time."

I frowned and said.

"What, did you do? FedEx it to Rome? Where is it?"

I was getting more frustrated by the second, so I said.

"I want my ring Stefan. If I don't get it back... Let's just say that I have a very delicious friend with me right now. Get it back or else."

Stefan growled and said.

"I already want you dead, don't give me another reason to make it happen. Leave her alone, Damon. She has nothing to do with this."

He pissed me off, so I shot back.

"Well, don't you give me another reason to rip you apart."

"Yeah? Is that going to be before or after you get your ring back?"

Stupid moron. I glared and said.

"Just get it."

With that, I ended the call and turned towards Leslie. When I looked towards the tree, she was no where in sight. Then I turned towards the fire and I saw her sitting quietly near the edge, watching the flames. She was simply sitting there, not speaking, not moving. Almost as if she were in trance. I walked to her and said.

"Leslie."

She didn't look at me, but she did reply.

"Yeah?"

"We should go."

"Kay."

She then got up and began to walk into the trees. I was about to follow after her when I heard someone cough. I turned and saw the first girl I had attacked moving. I went over to her and said.

"You just don't want to die, do you?"

I heard Leslie return and say.

"What are you gonna do?"

I smiled and said.

"Well, two's a crowd, but three's a party. I think I'm gonna take her home and have some fun."

She stared at me, but she appeared to have a blank look on her face. Almost like if she were dead. Her face displayed no emotion or feeling. She seemed... empty. She then sighed and said.

"Do whatever you gotta do. I'm going back to the boarding house."

She then turned on her heal and began to leave. What was wrong with her? I instantly chased after her and said.

"Leslie, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

She merely looked up at me and said.

"Yeah, I'm good. I'm just... tired, that's all."

I stared at her and said.

"Is that it?"

She shrugged and said.

"Pretty much."

"Why are you tired?"

She leaned against a tree and said.

"I have insomnia, but I'm able to sleep an entire night at least once a month. It's nearly the end of the month and I haven't slept yet. I feel a little exhausted."

Then her phone rang again and she instantly pulled it out. She didn't even look to see who it was. She merely pressed the talk button and said.

"Someone better be dying."

"Que manera es esa de contestar?" (Is that any way to answer?)

Her eyes flashed open and she said.

"Mom?"

The woman on the other end laughed and said.

"Hi, sweetie. How are you?"

She blinked and said.

"Mom, is that really you?"

"The one and only. I miss you so much, my little girl."

"I miss you to."

The women then sighed and said.

"So, your father called me to inform me that you haven't been taking care of yourself. Is this true?"

Leslie seemed on the edge of tears. She slid down to the floor and said.

"I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. I was caring for my friend and I sort of forgot."

Her mother sighed and said.

"Ah, Leslie. You're always so caring over your friends. I'm very proud of you for that, but please keep in mind that you must care for yourself as well. Now, this friend. What was the problem? Bad break up? Fight with parents? What happened?"

Leslie seemed hesitant, but then she said.

"Um, he... he, was sick."

Her mother stayed quiet for moment and then she said.

"He?"

Leslie looked like she was about to vomit. She then lifted her hand and began to rub the back of her head. She smiled slightly and said.

"Yeah, it's a funny story. True story, actually. Um, you see... my friend got very sick and I was helping him get better. I gave him the..."

"What's his name?"

Leslie froze and said.

"Uh, what?"

"What's his name?"

She looked up at me and said hesitantly.

"His name is, Damon... Damon Salvatore."

I heard her mother sigh and say.

"Is he there with you?"

"Um."

"Leslie, I asked you a question. Is he there?"

She gulped and said.

"Yeah."

"Let me speak with him."

Why would she want to speak with me? I hadn't done anything. At least not yet.

"Mom, I don't think that's such a good..."

"Leslie."

She said her name with such firmness and sense of authority that I actually felt bad for her. I had never seen Leslie so... under control. It appeared that her mother had a huge affect on her. Leslie wasn't rude to her and she spoke to her with nothing, but pure respect. No trace of sarcasm in her voice whatsoever. She then got up and walked over to me. Before she actually gave me the phone she said.

"You better not disrespect her, Damon. If you do, I will kill you. My mother is over everybody else, even you."

She then handed me the phone and glared at me. I sighed and answered.

"Hello?"

"Yes, hi. Are you Damon?"

"Yes ma'am, I am."

She had a cheerful edge to her voice. Almost as if she were very happy about something.

"Oh, don't be so formal with me. Call me Miranda."

"Um."

Based on the death glare I was getting. I didn't think that would be such a good idea. I cleared my throat and said.

"I understand you wish to speak with me. What would you like to discuss?"

She laughed and said.

"Right to the point, I like that. Well, I simply wanted to now how you were feeling. My daughter says she's been watching over you because you were sick."

I sighed and said with a smile.

"Since, I had the best nurse in town I recuperated instantly. I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

She laughed lightly almost like a giggle and said.

"Yes, Leslie has always been good at curing others. Well, I'm glad you're better."

What was up with all the kindness, in the Gilbert family? Elena was nice, her mother was nice. Leslie was nice only if you were her friend, but she was still kind. I simply sighed and said.

"Thank you."

Suddenly, she stopped laughing and she said in a serious tone.

"You better take good care of my little girl, Mister Salvatore. I better not find out you hurt her in any way. If I do, it will be the last thing you ever do. I don't care what her father says. Nobody hurts my little angels, and inform your brother that I will have a talk with him soon as well. Now please let me speak with my daughter again."

I robotically handed Leslie the phone and stared at her. What the hell just happened? Her mother now wanted me to watch over her? What the hell had I gotten myself into? Her mother seemed like a kind woman, but with a fiery taste to her. She was like a combination of Leslie and Elena. On one hand, she could be kind, but on the other. She could be very menacing and authoritative like Leslie. Well, I had officially gone through my first talk to the parents awkward stage. Yeah, I felt so proud of myself.

I looked at Leslie and I heard her say.

"We're just friends, mom."

"Well, I have to say that he sounded very good over the phone."

I smiled at Leslie and winked. She glared at me, but didn't reply. Then her mother said.

"So, how old is he?"

"Uh, I'm not sure. How old are you, Damon?"

I smirked and said.

"I am one hun..."

Leslie grabbed a tree branch and threw it at me. I instantly ducked and easily avoided getting hit. She then covered the phone and said.

"That's not what I meant, you moron. Do you want to give her a heart attack?"

I merely rolled my eyes and said.

"I highly doubt my age would kill her."

She then turned around and went for another branch. I sighed and said.

"I was turned when I was twenty-two."

She looked up at me and said.

"That's all you had to say, genius."

She then uncovered the phone and said.

"He's twenty-two."

"Hm, not bad... Anyways, I have to go see your grandmother about something she says is very important. I will try to call you as often as I can, okay?"

Leslie sighed and said.

"Okay. Love you."

"Love you to, bye."

Leslie then turned to me and said.

"Moms, huh?"

She then smiled and said.

"I can't wait to hear about what she says to Stefan."

She then laughed and said.

"Twenty bucks, says she makes him squirm."

I smirked and said.

"You're on."