Chapter 5

A Little Male Bonding Time

"This is probably not the smartest idea I have ever had, but then again, what the fuck," he thought to himself as he got out of his black camero and stood facing the mansion that belonged to the Original Family. Taking a deep breath of un-needed air Damon set himself up for the inevitably confrontation he was about to have. Shaking his head internally he wondered for the hundredth time since he got in his car and drove over here why he even cared. Klaus had caused nothing but trouble, had even killed those he was sworn to protect, and given half the chance he had no doubt in his mind that Klaus would rip his heart out without remorse or second thought.

"So since I am probably going to die, why the hell am I doing this again? I mean Klaus deserves his fate and if death is his fate then so be it. So again I ask myself why the fuck am I here?" As the last thought kept repeating in his head an unbidden image, one he had been fighting against all day flooded his senses as the image appeared. Rebekah. He lowered his head as he screamed internally, "God Damn it!" Before he could form another thought the door flung open and an angry Kol came flying down the steps.

Before Damon could blink he felt Kol's hands close around his throat. While it was a wasted effort because if the intent had been to choke him to death that wasn't going to happen, Vampires don't need to breathe, still it hurt like hell. Without thought his survival instincts took over and Damon gripped Kol's shirt right below the neck line and held on for dear life as he threw himself backwards. Kol come with him as he landed on his back his feet came up and pressed against Kol's chest, his legs compressed tight to his body, then with all the strength he could muster he kicked out with both feet his legs snapping out straight as he released Kol's shirt at that same exact moment. Kol went flying into the air and crashed into the front door, some 30 feet behind him. Without a second thought for his own safety, he was up and on Kol faster than the human eye could register. With everything he had he came down on Kol in a body block, driving his left elbow deep into Kol's chest and heard a satisfying crack of broken ribs. Shifting his body he pulled the almost unconscious Original to his feet and went around him, his arms locked around his throat. Damon dropped to his knees breathing heavy and as he went down a sickening snap could be heard. Twice in less than twenty-four hours he had broken the Originals neck.

Satisfied that Kol was down for the count and could no longer harm him he released him from his grip, stood up and kicked him in the side of the head for good measure and spat out. "Don't you ever touch me again or I swear to god, I will have your heart. You stupid fuck!"

Unknown to Damon he had an audience. He heard the clapping of hands as he looked towards the sound he saw Elijah. "Just great, another one."

"Quite impressive, Mr. Salvatore, but you know when he heals he will track you down and kill you or I could just kill you now and save him the trouble."

As if he hadn't a care in the world he replied, "Really? Hmm I don't think he will and you most certainly won't."

Elijah took a threatening step towards him and said, "And why is that Damon? Do you really have a death wish?"

"No, but if anything happens to me," the next was said slowly as if he was bored, "well let's just say if anything happens to me Mommy Dearest won't be happy." Continuing to look at the Original as if he were stupid he continued in the same bored tone, "Also if something were to happen to me, you and your brothers, not to mention your lovely sister might have no way to protect yourselves. Now personally I don't care what happens to Kol. But your mother has been up to something that would be in your best interest to find out about and seriously, I doubt if you ask she will tell you."

Moving faster than Damon's vampiric vision could register, Elijah was before him fists clenched at his sides barely holding himself in check as he said in a menacing voice, "I don't know what you're playing at Salvatore but if you think that is going to save you, you are sadly mistaken."

"Do me a favor Elijah, tell Klaus I stopped by and to come to the Boarding House at this time say, three days from now. At that time I will reveal everything I know, in the mean-time, try not to get daggered because what happens to one of you happens to all of you." Without so much as flinching he turned and headed back to his car leaving a bewildered Elijah staring after him.

As he reached his car he turned around wearing his patented smirk and said, "Oh and Elijah, between now and then, I don't want to see you or your brothers. If I do and something happens to me or my brother the information simply goes away."

If a vampire could be red faced with anger, the second oldest Original would not only be red faced with anger the veins in his neck would be throbbing. So instead he simply clenched his jaw so tight it was a wonder his perfect teeth didn't shatter.

Feeling quite satisfied with himself, Damon got in his car and drove away slowly as if he didn't have a care in the world. Except for one and for the life of him he couldn't figure it out. He had her for one night. One fucking night and she was already in his blood.

As he drove away thoughts of the morning came flooding back to him, a distinct picture of himself in bed with a beautiful blonde with a pert nose and beautiful hazel green colored eyes wrapped around his body, her head on his chest and her hands laying flat against his chest. His own arms hugging her to him, then just as quickly he forced the image to the back of his mind. Thinking to himself sarcastically, "Yeah, because that has worked so well all day today."

45 Minutes Later Seated At The Bar In The Mystic Grill

Ric looked at him as if he truly was a complete idiot. "You have a death wish you know that, don't you? If they find out they are going to kill you."

Smirking and rolling his eyes, the dark haired blue eyed vampire took a sip of his drink and then said, "Already dead Ric. Vampire, remember?"

"You know what I mean Damon, this time you're not going to be able to come back. They are Originals you know!"

"Yeah, I got that Ric. I am not that stupid."

"Really? Then if you're not that stupid, why didn't you just walk away?"

"Do I have to dignify that with an answer? We are talking about me here and come on have you seen her? I mean have you really seen her? She is gorgeous and she all but attacked me after I pointed out that she needed someone more durable."

"Damon she was just rejected by Matt. She was vulnerable not to mention she's probably lonely!"

His left eyebrow rose slightly and Ric sighed before he continued.

"Yeah, I get it, Elena had just dumped you again, which I have to say, I am rather proud of her for that. She doesn't love you Damon and you need to let it go."

"Thanks, Dad, I got that message last night loud and clear, right after my brother snapped my neck for her. Talk about a wakeup call. Look, Ric enough about Elena and the fucking drama that is all things Elena. What am I going to do about Rebekah?"

Ric considered his best friend for a moment as he tried to come up with a response to the question, "Damon - and I can't believe I am about to say this but you did ask… I think her brothers will kill you for real if they find out you touched their sister, especially Klaus. However, you're going to do exactly what you want to do. So given your history of putting forth the," Ric held up his hands and did air quotes as he continued to speak, "I don't give a fuck attitude. Which by the way you clearly do care or we would not be having this conversation. What is it you really want to do about it?"

"I really don't know." Inhaling deeply he continued. "I feel like Romeo to her Juliet. Which makes no sense at all since I hardly even know her and yet she has been in my head all day," he gives his friend a strange look as once again a vision of her slams into his mind's eye. She is dressed much like a lady from 1920. He frowns as he forces the image back and wonders why that is so fucking familiar?

Getting up he tossed fifty dollars on the bar and said as he was leaving, "Later Ric, I need to get ready for tonight and think about some things." With that said he turned and walked towards the door to exit The Mystic Grill.

As he reached for the door, it seemed to open on its own and he almost walked right into Klaus. "Just perfect, this day just gets better and better, "he muttered as he was face to face with a very angry looking hybrid.

Klaus having unconsciously taken a deep breath to compose himself, just looked at him with a now neutral expression on his face as he said, "Just the man I was looking for!"

"Something I can do for you Klaus?"

"Have a drink with me Damon, you and I are going to have a quiet talk!"

TBC

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Chapter 6

Klaus Time And Then Some