"Maybe we can help each other"

A/N: Thank you all so much. All I can do to show my gratitude is update again.

"Maybe we can help each other" the hope was now clearly defined in her brightened eyes. She warily looked from me and then back to Damon with a small smile.

I slapped my thigh and laughed, "That is fucking hilarious"

After this, I stood up from my seat and straightened out my jacket, ready to leave but she wouldn't let me go as she desperately latched onto my arm, "Hear me out" she pleaded.

I shrugged her off which made Damon take a step towards us, "We can do this the easy way…"

"I prefer the hard way" this only had him pushing me up against the wall with his arm being pushed onto my neck, cutting off my air supply.

He grinned, "Are you sure?"

Having had enough of his cocky attitude, I twitched my wrist but no stake came through. I tried again but still nothing shot through my sleeve. Looking back up, I stopped trying when I read Damon's knowing grin, his blue eyes sparkled with his mischief.

This only frustrated me as I raised my palm and only waved it only inches away from his form causing the shield to throw him off me. Once I was sure he was off me, I shrugged out of my jacket and allowed it to pool at my feet as I looked down to my hands while ignoring the gasps.

Aside from the shock brought on by the various punctured holes decorating my form, they should have also caught sight of the dark intricate Celtic tattoo that trailed down from my shoulder and down my arm.

Still I continued to ignore them when my eyes swept over my wrists but still found no Velcro strap on either side. Suddenly frantic, I fumbled behind me and failed to find the two stakes that I usually hid. A low growl erupted through me when I reached into the inside of my boots but sadly came up empty handed. No daggers – no stakes and no vervain darts.

Still there was one thing and if he took it…

Patting my pockets, I grew more when I also found they were empty. There was no lighter – no silver lighter with an intricate Celtic design and the familiar engraved name on the back.

It wasn't there.

"Where the fuck are they?"I snarled, feeling myself losing control by the seconds that ticked by.

Damon had already pushed himself up and wasn't doing himself a favor when taunting me, "Play nice and you might get your toys ba-"

He didn't get to finish because I had instinctively reached out my shield and watched when he was thrown back to the kitchen counters, several pieces of cutlery clattering around him. Wrapping the shield around one of the knives, I mentally commanding it's direction and it wasn't long before it flew into my palm.

"Give them back" I warned while my fingers curled around the knife, ready to attack.

"You'll get them back when you put the claws away" he coughed, trying to pull himself up once again.

With great precision, I flicked out my wrist thus throwing the knife out but ended up using my telekinesis to hold it when Elena thought it was a great idea to run in front of him. "Stop! Please stop!" she put her hands out, trying to protect him. Releasing a defeat but shaky breath, I dropped the shield and allowed the knife to fall down, merely inches away from her feet. "Thank you" she gasped.

"I don't know why you saved him" I sent one last glare over her shoulder before pivoting on my step and bending to pick up my discarded jacket.

"Doesn't everyone deserve another chance?" Elena pleaded.

I turned back around and questioned, "And how many chances have you given him exactly?" when she said nothing in reply, I grinned, "That's what I thought…"

Just as I spun back around, Elena shouted to me, "You need to look past your prejudices and learn that not all of them are bad people!" she repeated the same sob story, sounding more like a broken record. "We can help each other" she took hesitant steps towards me, "Please. You seem to be our only hope in getting rid of them – please…" she begged, clasping her hands together. "He's hurt too many people" she gulped and for one more time, pleaded, "Please…"

Jutting out my jaw, I resigned knowing that this was my duty, "I'll help you" I accepted to which she exhaled at but before she could start throwing a thank you party, I added, "On three conditions…"

"We don't need to agree to anything" Damon now had the idea of sounding confident when stepping around Elena so he could look into my stormy glare.

"For one, you have to tell me everything that you know" I started, knowing that it would benefit me in the process, "If I find out something that you already knew…" my eyes moved from both of them, hoping they would get the message as I sternly vowed, "I'm out"

When Elena nodded, accepting this, I continued, "Two, you give me my weapons back and no one can touch them without my permission"

"And three?" Elena was the one to accept yet again while Damon simply rolled his eyes, obviously not appreciating the fact that I was now involved.

"Three" this time, I looked straight past her and onto her so-called savior, "Damon isn't allowed to drink from anyone"

"What?"

I smirked at his angered tone, "Blood bags only" I challenged, waiting for him to back down.

"Excuse me" he was dumbfounded and I could see he was flailing.

Crossing my arms over my chest, I dared, "Shall I limit you to animals instead?"

I waited for him to give up and admit defeat before sending me on my way but surprisingly he backed down and nodded towards Elena. She then turned to me and confirmed that with her own nod.

"Great!" I was now excited, "First things first, we need to decide whether we trust your boyfriend"

Elena sat back down onto the seat and furrowed her eyebrows when looking up at me with a creased forehead, "How do we do that?"

"Try and get his humanity back"

A/N: So she agreed. Yay! That means she will be sticking around long enough to maybe fall for the Salvatore charm and not try to kill him…Wonder if Damon will abide to the conditions? Review for more… x