Sorry it took so long, I just couldn't getit to work; then, suddenly, inspiration hit!

Damon stared at the shacking boy in his arms, shocked beyond belief; it couldn't be, it was too good to be true, he never got this lucky.

"Jeremy? Jeremy!" he helped the teen sit up, body stiff with its bruises and marks. He watched as the marks started closing, leaving only specks of blood in their wake. The bruises yellowing then fading before his eyes.

Jeremy stared around in confusion, fear evident in his eyes. "Damon... Katherine-" he stopped, seeing the dead bodies around him. "She made me do…" his breath hitched, eyes wide and guilty.

Damon felt sick, a dawning horror rising in his chest. Katherine had had his for more than two days, the things she could have made him do.

"Did she make you-" he couldn't continue, bile rising and anger again. If they had- no her wouldn't think that. Even if Jeremy had done that, it was rape, as he had no choice.

To his relief horror passed over Jeremy's face and he jerked out of his arms.

"No! No, no, no! I, no, please don't even think that!" Jeremy grabbed hold of his face, eyes begging for him to believe him.

Damon breathed a sigh of relief. Grasping hold of him once more and pulling him firmly against him.

"I'm glad. What did they make you do?" Jeremy opened his mouth but then his face turned slightly green. He pulled until Damon let go and moved away, before he vomited.

"I'm so sorry Damon." He whispered, voice sounding broken and eyes agonized. "I understand if you want to leave me and-"

Damon cut him off, growling and grabbing his hand. He pulled him out of the strip joint, taking him to the towns' clinic – after putting some cloths on him – and grabbed the first mouth wash he saw. He handed it to Jeremy, who cleaned his mouth and watched him wearily.

"Better?" Damon asked. When Jeremy nodded, Damon pulled him against him and kissed him soundly, smiling at the moan he pulled from the teen.

Jeremy smiled, but then frowned ever so slightly, eyes glazing over. Damon turned to what had Jeremy's attention and saw the shop keeper headed towards them. With startled remembrance, Damon realized that Jeremy could smell his blood.

"Oh shit." Damon grabbed Jeremy and used his speed to get them put of the town, Jeremy whining the whole way.

"Damon! I'm hungry!"

"I know that, love. But let's get you home where I can help you."

~888~

When they got to the Salvatore home, Elena was waiting for them, anger etched onto the face Damon now truly loathed.

"Damon! Give me my brother! I have to take him home!" she said in her bossiest tone, but Damon ignored her, pushing her roughly out of the way.

"He's not going home with you, Katherine turned him." with that, he slammed the door in her double ganger face.

"Dames? Can I have some blood?" Jeremy asked in a small voice, finally realizing what was wrong with him.

"yes love, I'll get you some now. Then we can start work on your control." Damon dropped Jeremy off in their room, before racing down to get the blood from the freezer. When he got back to the room, Jeremy shyly took the blood and drank some, moaning a little.

The moan turned to a hiss of pain and he dropped the blood, hands now clutching at his mouth. Damon sat down next to him, running a soothing hand up and down his back, murmuring comforting words through the final stage of the transformation, all the while finishing the blood Jeremy had started on.

When Jeremy stopped whimpering, Damon pulled his hands away from his face, and leaned in, teasingly flicking his tongue over the new fangs. Jeremy shook, hands gripping at Damon's shoulders. He pushed the boy down onto the bed, kissing him and undressing him.

"Oh fuck me, please, now!" Jeremy panted, rocking his hips into Damon's.

Damon picked up the lube and coated himself, before plunging into the willing body before him. He moaned at the tight warmth that held him snugly, baring his neck to the new vampire.

"Bite me." He demanded.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jeremy look uncertain, and then his eyes bleed dark red, the blackened veins slivering out. Damon thought it looked beautiful, gorgeous even. He stilled his thrusting as Jeremy gently bit down, teeth sinking in and blood gushing forth.

He started thrusting, biting down on Jeremy's neck as he started feeling light headed, thrusts speeding and blood dripping from their mouths. Jeremy pulled back, screaming hoarsely as he came over there bellies. Damon licked at Jeremy's healing bite Mark as he emptied himself in the tight heat of his mate.

His eyes widened and he looked down at the one he planed on spending forever with. He realized he hadn't even asked his permission.

"Er, Jeremy? I forgot to ask-"

"I know you just mated us. Stephan told me about it. I don't mind being married to you." Jeremy said with a smile, nuzzling into the soft skin of his jaw.

Damon smiled happily.

"Well, then your stuck with me forever." He whispered, kissing the bloodied lips of his mate.

"forever." Jeremy said, smiling sleepily.

The end!

Okay, I have been trying to finish this story for ages. Hope you enjoyed this little adventure. Oh and one more thing…

Jeremy smiled sassily at his mate, signet ring on his ring finger and chest bare under te sweltering sun as he danced with the Rio dancers. They had been together for twenty years already, yet Damon still could not help but feel jealous when others touched what was his. He stood on the platform as it raised, eyes connected with Damon as he glowered good naturally up at him.

He grasped the mike and smiled sweetly, then let his voice fill the stadium

'So I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather

And I'm doing me up with a black color liner

And I'm workin' my strut but I know it don't matter

All we need in this world is some love

Jeremy pulled his shirt off the rest of the way, causing girls – and a fair few guys – to shriek and cheer. But Jeremy only had eyes for the glazed stare of his lover.

There's a thin line 'tween the dark side and the light side baby tonight

It's a struggle gotta rumble trying to find it'

'But if I had you, that would be the only thing I'd ever need

Yeah if I had you, then money fame and fortune never could compete

If I had you, life would be a party it'd be ecstasy

At the word ecstasy, Jeremy dipped and touched himself just barely, causing another louder cheer from his audience.

Yeah, if I had you

You-y-y-y-y-you

You-y-y-y-y-you

You-y-y-y-y-you

If I had you'

'From New York to LA getting high rock n' rollin

Get a room trash it up 'til it's ten in the morning

Girls in stripper heels, boys rolling in Maseratis

What they need in this world is some love

There's a thin line tween a wild time and a flat line baby tonight

It's a struggle, gotta rumble tryin' to find it'

Jeremy finished the song, adding stunts and erotic moved with each verse, until the crowd was hoarse from screaming and every person was dizzy with want.

He bowed, then jumped off the float and strode towards the shadows. He smiled when warm arms wrapped tightly around him.

"What was that?" Damon demanded, breath hot and harsh.

"Did you like it?" Jeremy asked; smile so big it could split his face.

"Did I like it?" Damon demanded, pressing his erection against Jeremy's back. "What do you think?"

"Well in that case, Happy 20th Anniversary!" Jeremy cried, turning in his mates arms and kissing him soundly.

"Wow, if this is what I get a just 20, what am I ganna get at 100?" Damon teased.

"Well, I got something special planed for 100." Jeremy stated matter-of-factly, a serious look on his face.

"You already got it planed?" Damon asked in surprise.

"Hey, you're the one who said forever." Jeremy muttered, feeling self conscious.

"Damn, am I glad about that!" Damon said, kissing Jeremy happily.

"You're impossible." Jeremy stated fondly.

"Yeah, but it's why you love me." Damon cuddled Jeremy closer, and all Jeremy could do was smile as he shook his head.

The real end!

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Lisa.