Hey everyone! Finally, I am posting another chapter. Sorry for the long wait and I hope you guys like it. Once again, reviews are always awesome and it gets me motivated! ^_^

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I pulled up to the front of the boarding house and sighed. I had no idea how this was going to turn out but I had to prepare myself for the worst. I pulled down the visor mirror to check my makeup. Might as well look as nice as possible, hopefully that can somehow distract Damon from going off the deep end. I fixed a smudge around my eye and teased my auburn hair so that the curls weren't as frizzy. I glanced out the window of my black '67 Mustang GT and saw Damon waiting for me on the front porch. I pushed the mirror back up, turned the car off and dug around for my purse. "Fuuuuuck me sideways," I groaned. "I won't survive the evening." I paused as I went to grab the door handle, knowing that Damon probably heard me, which only pissed me off. "Damn it Aly, you're such a moron." I scolded myself. I got out and smiled nervously. "Hey you," I greeted. He raised an eyebrow and gave me his 'you're hiding something and I don't like it' face.

"I think you need to tell me what's going on now," he said as he led me inside. I sighed as I tossed my bag aside and plopped down on the sofa. "I agree," I replied. Damon pulled a chair close and sat across from me.

I took a deep breath as I began a long story. A story that I hoped that I never would have to tell again. My story.

"My parents, James and Tessa died in a car accident a week after I was born." I began. Damon frowned and started to say something. I held my hand up to stop him. "Don't interrupt. Let me finish. Anyway, after they passed away I was sent to live with my uncle. That's when I found out about all those things that go bump in the night." Damon sat down with his half empty glass of bourbon with a perplexed look on his face. "So you mean to tell me, that you knew about things like vampires way before you met me or Stefan?"

I nodded and looked at him sadly. "I used to hunt them too Damon,"

"Wait, you what?" he asked.

Tears began to well in my eyes. "I've been retired from the hunting business for almost two years now. I stopped because I was going through a bad break-up and I was just tired of the never ending road trip that I always seemed to be on. I was tired of the scrounging and the identity fraud. I never wanted to sleep in another flea ridden motel again! There have been times where I've missed it, but I know that I don't have a future being a hunter. I have a future with you!"

Damon had downed his drink and got up from his seat. "You lied to me!" He growled.

"Damon! Wait! Please, I just wanted to settle down with a normal life! I was tired of going into each job wondering if that was the one that was going to kill me. You have no idea what that's like!"

"That doesn't give you the right to lie to me this whole time. I'm tired of getting played with. First Katherine, then Elena and now you Alyson. I can't deal with this bullshit anymore! Was this whole thing one big act for you? Did you even have any feelings for me at all?"

By now I was crying hysterically. "Damon, please! I have loved you since the day I laid eyes on you. I knew you were different and something special and I have never once lied to you about my feelings toward you. That's one thing that you can always believe. I will always love you and I never meant to hurt you!"

Damon glared as he stalked towards me. "Really. Well why is it that you were so keen on keeping this little secret about your life hm?"

"I wanted to put it behind me dammit! I wanted to start my life demon free for a change!"

"So you thought you would start up a new one with a vampire boyfriend," he leered as he reached for another glass of liquor.

I was getting pissed now. This is what infuriated me about Damon, he could never understand anyone else's feelings.

"I've been doing this since I was fourteen! Eight years Damon! Eight years of my life that was spent saving people and keeping them safe so they could have a happy normal life! God dammit it's my fucking turn! I will always feel good about saving countless lives, but I want a chance to have a future without having to worry about dying every day. Can you please just try to understand that?" I pleaded.

He had his back to me and I could see him pour himself another drink. I nodded to myself. "I understand if you never want to see me again," I said as I turned to go up the stairs. "I'll grab my things and leave. I'll be out of here in about twenty minutes."

I got up the stairs and walked down the hall to the bedroom that Damon and I shared. I looked around and my eyes rested upon the picture of the two of us last 4th of July at the lake. I contemplated taking it with me, but I knew that it would just bring too much pain whenever I looked at it.

"I never said I wanted you to leave," A voice behind me spoke up.

I turned around slowly; I couldn't bring myself to look at him eye to eye and see the hurt and anger in his eyes. He came towards me and lifted my chin to look at him. "You know I hate to see those green eyes of yours teary like that." He pulled me into his lap and we sat on the bed a few moments not saying a word. "I can never tell you sorry enough for lying to you these past two years," I said. I heard him sigh as he held me closer to him. The tears were flowing freely again as he stroked my hair lovingly. "What hurt the most was that you knew what I've been through with Katherine and Elena and you spent two years lying to me."

"I know," I whispered. "I am so sorry. I just didn't want to tell you because I was afraid of losing you."

"You know you can't get rid of me that easy Aly," he joked as he kissed me on the forehead.

"What did I tell you a year ago?" he asked.

I chuckled as I wiped some of the tears from my eyes. "That nothing and no one on Earth, in heaven or hell could break us apart."

"Not even…" he prompted me.

I laughed again. "Not even that skank ass bitch Katherine." He gave me his signature Damon smirk and kissed me. "That's my girl." He wiped away the remainder of my tears and cleaned up my smudged mascara. "Now, no more lies and no more secrets do you understand?" he asked forcefully. "I won't keep anything from you and you won't keep anything from me."

I nodded. "I think that's a good idea." I smiled.

Damon looked at his watch. "Well, we have a few hours before your friends get here," he looked at me suddenly. "You know them don't you?"

"Yes," I said. "We used to go on hunts together. Dean and I used to…you know."

Damon quirked an eyebrow. "Oh you did, did you?"

"Yeah." I said as I blushed.

Damon chuckled. "Well, should I be worried?"

I smiled. "You have nothing to worry about."

Damon pushed me gently down on the bed and began kissing me along my neck. "All the same, I still feel that I should stake my claim once again just to make sure that there's no mixed signals there."

I giggled as he started kissing me a little bit lower. "What did you have in mind?" I asked, playing along.

"Oh, I think you know exactly what I have in mind," he said as he gently tugged down my pants.

"You're right," I said. "I do have an idea. And if it's the idea that I'm thinking of, we're going to need as much of those couple hours as we can get." With that, Damon gripped me in a passionate kiss and the countdown to meeting up with my past was about to begin.