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I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I'll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, Don't leave me here alone
But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight

Just close your eyes
The sun is going down
You'll be alright
No one can hurt you now
Come morning light
You and I'll be safe and sound

Safe and Sound – Taylor Swift

Damon woke up the next morning to the sun beating down on his bare chest through the window. Something warm and tiny was pressed up against his side and he looked down to see Elena staring at him with bright eyes.

"Wakey Wakey!" She exclaimed, giggling at the sight of his messy hair and sleepy expression. "Time to wake up!"

Damon groaned and pushed himself up into a sitting position, raking a hand through his raven locks.

He swiveled around to face the child next to him. The one that he had grown so attached to in the past day. He smiled softly at her, taking in her messy curls and her Little Mermaid nightgown.

"Come on," He beckoned, sliding off his bed, "Let's go downstairs."

"Okay! Can you make me pancakes? She pleaded, crawling closer and raising her arms at him in an 'up' gesture.

He raised an eyebrow at but picked her up anyways, placing her on his hip like you would a small toddler. Elena wrapped one skinny arm around his neck and used the other to stick her thumb in her mouth.

"Of course I can." He sped down to the kitchen using his vampire speed and placed Elena at the table.

Once she was situated with a huge helping of chocolate chip pancakes, he ventured towards the parlor, fully intending to pour himself a hearty glass of bourbon.

Just as he had gotten the bottle out of his liquor cabinet, a knock on the door interrupted him. Damon growled under his breath, silently cursing whoever was preventing him from having a drink.

He set the bourbon down and sped over to the door where Elena was standing on her tippy-toes trying to reach the doorknob.

He smiled at the sight. "Let me get that for you, Ma'am." He said, tipping an imaginary top hat. Elena giggled and grabbed his hand, giving him a small curtsy.

As soon as the door was fully open, he was knocked back a few steps by a blur of blonde, forcing Elena's hand out of his.

"Damon!"

"Caroline?" He exclaimed in shock. The blonde vampire grinned at him.

"Not only me." She said and gestured towards the doorway where a dark-skinned girl with curly hair was watching them.

"Witchy." Damon acknowledged her with nod. Bonnie rolled his eyes at him.

"Nice to see you, too." The Bennett witch replied, walking inside to where Carline stood.

"Hey who's that?" Caroline asked, pointing to the little girl that was peering at them behind Damon's leg. "She's adorable!" She exclaimed, jumping up and down while trying to get a closer look at her.

At this, Elena jerked back sharply in surprise, tripping over her feet in the process and landing on her butt.

"Oh!" She squeaked, tears rushing to her eyes. Damon immediately picked her up, stroking her hair to calm her.

Meanwhile, Caroline and Bonnie where staring at him in shock. They had never seen Damon act so caring towards another person, much less a child. When Elena finally calmed down, he turned to face the two teenagers.

"Caroline, Bonnie, this is Elena. Elena, these are my friends Bonnie and Caroline."

"Aw…." Caroline cooed, "Damon I never knew you were such a softie!" Damon glared at her and walked into the parlor, his two friends following. He took a seat on the armchair, Elena resting on his lap.

Elena, who had her face pressed into Damon's chest, glanced up at them curiously, thumb stuck in her mouth.

"Hello." Her bell like voice rang out softly. Bonnie, who still hadn't said much, gasped as she got a view of Elena's face, "Damon! That child, she's the doppelganger!"

The two vampires looked at her blankly. Damon stepped closer to Bonnie, "Um, Bonnie? You're gonna have to explain what that means."

"The doppelganger is needed to break the curse placed one of the Originals, Niklaus. The curse was made to bind the werewolf side of him. If the curse is broken, Klaus will become a hybrid, which we can't let happen."

Caroline and Damon exchanged looks. "So, what you're saying is… Elena needs to die in order for this Klaus guy to break some freaky curse put on him?" The blonde asked. Bonnie nodded.

"No..." Damon murmured, subconsciously pulling the child on his lap closer. "Wait, you said doppelganger…who is she the doppelganger of?" Bonnie looked at him with sad eyes, before answering his question.

"She's the doppelganger of Katerina Petrova…also known as Katherine Pierce." Damon stiffened, his eyes growing wide in shock, before glancing at Elena. He didn't know how he hadn't realized it sooner.

Same dark hair, same chocolate eyes, same smooth olive skin. The five year old on his lap would grow up to be an exact carbon-copy of his dead ex-lover.

Later that day, Damon was in parlor with an empty liquor bottle on the table next to him. He scrubbed a hand across his face in frustration, his aquamarine eyes glinting dangerously.

Elena was up in her room playing dolls, Bonnie and Caroline having left a few minutes prior.

Before Bonnie had left, she had told him that Klaus was probably close to finding Elena and would probably be in Mystic Falls before the next full moon.

He growled and threw his glass at fireplace, watching as it smashed into pieces, much like his heart was going to do unless he found a way to save Elena.

"Damon?" He glanced over and saw Elena. She had changed out of her princess pajamas and into a light pink and white polka-dotted dress.

Her dark hair was down, tumbling over her shoulders towards her waist while a matching headband and bow kept her curls from blocking her line of sight.

Like always, she was sucking her thumb and instead of her teddy, a worn pink blanket was clutched in her hand, trailing on the ground behind her.

Elena moved closer to him, reaching up and grabbing his hand with hers.

"Are you okay?" She questioned, and he had to admit, she was pretty observant for a five year old. She seemed to always know when something was wrong with him.

Damon then noticed that she was fiddling with something around her neck, the necklace that she had been wearing the whole time she was here.

Leaning in closer, he saw it was a simple silver chain with a lapis lazuli charm on the end. He reached towards Elena and gently grabbed it.

"Where did you get this necklace?" He asked, crouching down so that he was eye level with her.

"It's my mommy's." She replied, staring him in the eyes. Damon frowned at that. Why would her mother have a Lapis Lazuli necklace? He was tempted to ask her more, but instead he shook that idea out of his head. He needed to be focused on the doppelganger situation.

There was only one problem. He had no idea how he was going to keep Elena safe. So he made a split second decision and pulled out his phone, calling a number he had never called before. It was time to call in reinforcements. It was time to call Stefan.

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