Chapter 3

Reflections or You Can't Hide From Yourself

After slamming the door to the cell in the Salvatore Boarding House Damon makes a decision. First he goes to the liquor cart and pours himself a drink in the hopes he will calm down. While knowing it won't calm his mood at all. A certain blonde vampire with hazel green colored eyes might calm his rage, but he is not prepared to go there only to find what he believes will be rejection. After all that is why he was so cold to her this morning. If anything the years since his rebirth as a vampire have taught him a few lessons. One, no one really ever wants him. History has proven that time and again. So he strikes out before they can. It saves him time and pain. Mostly it saves him pain.

Damon is many things. He may be an ass, but he is not a complete idiot. Unless of course your name is Elena, in which case, yes he admits but only to himself that he is an idiot. In what is a blink of an eye he reviews recent history and comes to a realization. Elena has no love for him. None. Zero. She doesn't care about him at all! She never has! (His anger at those realizations mounts). She loves his brother. Only his brother! She never really cared about him. She only cared about what he could do for her.

As those thoughts flash through his mind, his anger again mounts. Then a new thought enters his mind. She made a deal with Esther to kill her family. She made a deal to kill all the Originals. Klaus, Elijah, Kole, Finn, and Rebekah. At the thought of Rebekah, he could swear he feels a hand squeeze his heart.

He forces himself not to think about the beautiful blonde headed Original. Instead he focuses on Elena's words, "Esther linked them together, if one dies they all die, it is the only way to kill Klaus. So don't get too attached to your slut she is going to die!"

Without a thought he whirls around and faces the fireplace his glass traveling out of his hand at a speed faster than a human eye could track it makes contact with the wall of the fireplace and shatters into a thousand fragments. In his mind's eye he see's Elena broken into so many pieces. A smile starts to play across his lips at the thought. It is fleeting he races downstairs and appears before the cell that Elena is locked in and stares at her.

He remains on his side because he knows now that if he opens that door she is dead and he can't afford to kill her until he knows the plan.

She starts to yell at him to open the door and let her out. She threatens him with what Bonnie and Stefan will do to him if he doesn't let her out immediately. She tells him once more that Rebekah is a slut and she will die as well.

He snaps. The cell door is opened in less time than it takes to blink and he is before her. The look on his face tells her she has gone too far. She tries to back up but his left hand has her by the throat. Just a little pressure and she will die. She can't breath. Nor can she think at the moment, she is terrified for her life. He leans in and inhales threateningly against her neck and whispers in a voice she has only heard him use once before, the voice he used before he locked her up. "If she dies, Elena, your own death will last months." He backs up a step as he releases her and she stumbles back into the cot, the back of her knee's collide with the cot and she is forced to sit. She looks at him knowing she has gone way too far she is afraid to say anything that can cost her, her life.

"One chance Elena. Want to tell me what the deal was that you made with Esther?"

Wisely she chooses to say nothing, her heart is about to explode out of her chest with fear.

Damon smiles as he hears her heart rate spike and he can smell her fear. It is intoxicating. Fortunately he is not as stupid as she believes him to be and he knows he can't kill her, but this can be fun too. Without another word he walks out of the cell, shutting and relocking it so she can't escape. In a blink he is gone, the door at the top of the basement steps is heard opening and slamming shut. Then the sound of the front door opens and shuts.

No other sounds can be heard in the house except for that of a young girl, crying in the dark.

Across Town At The Forbes House

A thousand year old hybrid Original vampire sits on a couch in the living room like it was an everyday occurrence beside him sits an 18 year old baby vampire. They are deep in conversation. The Original appears to be nervous. The baby vamp a little annoyed but listening to what he has to say.

"So, I just thought that since she won't talk to me and she is in pain, that maybe she might talk to you."

The baby vamp considers the request and then speaks. "Why me? You know she doesn't even like me, Klaus."

"Nik," he says sincerely. "I have asked you to call me Nik."

Ignoring the interruption she continues as if he hadn't said a thing. "Like I said, she doesn't like me very much so why do you think she will talk to me?"

He rolls his eyes at her before he speaks, she is just so frustrating, even if he deserves it. "You're a girl, luv. Some man has clearly hurt her. Don't you girls bond over things like this?"

She looks at him as if he has grown a third head before she speaks, "Oh, so now you want me to spy for you and bond with your hot tempered sister." She snorts at that, "Yeah, that is how I wanted to spend my Sunday. With a volatile Original hormonal one thousand year old girl that could rip my heart out without so much as a thought. Are you out of your ever loving mind, Klaus? Besides which, what's in it for me? I mean I don't even like you!"

"Caroline, don't do it for me. Rebekah needs someone. She has no real friends here. She is my only sister! Please?"

She sits silently already having made up her mind that she would help. She does after all have a heart too big to not help and the reality is Rebekah fascinates her. So she knows she will help her, she just wants Klaus to squirm. After all the damage he has done to her friends and her town. She wants him to suffer.

"So seriously, what's in it for me?"

'Great not only does she talk down to me, something I allow no one else to do, but she wants something and I am suppose to know what she wants in return', he thinks to himself. Then he has an idea.

"Wait, I gave you a beautiful gown yesterday so that you would have something to wear at the party. I even gave you a necklace to go with it."

She smirks at him before she continues. "Okay, the dress. Really? I think that was really more for you than me. You just wanted me to wear something that you bought me. So what else do you have?"

"I gave you the portrait luv! Wasn't that enough to warrant you helping me?"

"Damn you." She snarls as she get's up and grabs his hand. "I really don't like you Klaus."

As he allows himself to be pulled up by the irritating little blonde he says, "Yes you do, Caroline. You like me just fine; you just don't want to admit it yet."

Rolling her eyes she tugs him towards the door. "No, I really don't like you and if this is a Damon thing, I am going to kick your thousand year old ass. Then I am going to stake him."

His eyes go wide for two reasons one, he never thought that it could be that insufferable Salvatore that hurt his sister and two Caroline amuses him with saying whatever it is she thinks. He is not going to admit it, but he likes it. He likes the fact that she is not scared of him.

"Why would you think it could be Salvatore?"

"When it comes to girl trouble isn't it usually Damon? He is not really known for thinking with his head."

Klaus cocks an eyebrow at her and she rolls her eyes at him muttering under her breath, "You know what I mean."

Without another word she leads him by the hand out of her house and to his car. He opens the passenger door for her and gently shuts it as she gets in and puts her seatbelt on. Another plan formulates in his mind as he silently drives away.

TBC

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Chapter 4

Girl Talk