Chapter 8

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Note: Okay, guys, I got the idea for the next chapter of "Cat and Mouse" at work (yeah, my mind wanders a lot when I'm shredding paper). Thanks for the wonderful feedback on Chapter 7. You guys rock! When we last left everyone, Elena wakes up to find Damon gone and starts to miss him, and Damon returns to his hideout and, after lying to Klaus about where he has been, having promised Elena he won't tell anyone, imagines her in his bed. No spoilers, except the drama is going to be spiked up a bit, and the action takes place two days later.

Elena's Apartment – 2 Days Later...

Elena rushed about as she got ready for work. Caroline had already left an hour ago, since she had to go in early for a meeting, which didn't bother Elena one bit. It had been two days since she last saw Damon and wondered when she was going to see him again. She was already aching for him and while she was holstering her gun, she was hit by another fantasy and her breath seemed to catch in her throat. She could feel Damon's arms wrap around her from behind and her breasts felt heavy. A wetness appeared between her legs and Elena panted from the rush she was getting.

She was so wrapped up in her fantasy, in fact, that she wasn't aware that she wasn't alone until she heard a voice behind her saying, "Hello, Elena."

Elena turned around, half expecting to see Damon, but she gasped in fright when she saw Klaus instead. How the hell did he find her? Deciding not to dwell on that, Elena pulled her gun out of her holster and aimed it at him.

"I don't know why you're here or how you found me," she said. "But, I know that you're in deep shit. Put your hands on your head and get down on your knees, you son of a bitch!"

Klaus smiled at her. "Such a feisty little girl you are. I can see why Damon is so smitten with you." He got up from where he was sitting, not at all fazed by the gun. "In fact, I'm rather smitten myself."

"Don't make me repeat myself, Klaus," said Elena, ignoring what he was saying. "I swear to God, if you don't do as I say, I'm going to shoot you."

Klaus said nothing, just smiled again and closed the distance between himself and Elena. He wasn't listening and Elena tried to move so that she at least had some space, but when Klaus got too close, she tried to defend herself with her fists. However, her efforts were in vain, because Klaus blocked her punch and grabbed her wrist, twisting it behind her back. He then ripped the chain off her neck that contained the tracking device, throwing it to the floor, and placed his hand over her mouth to muffle her screams.

"There, that's better," he said evilly. "Now, sweetheart, let's say we go for a little ride?"

Elena struggled against his hold as Klaus escaped with her out of her bedroom window, down the fire escape, and to an awaiting car. Elena had no idea where Klaus intended to take her, but she closed her eyes and prayed that Damon would come to her rescue.

1 Hour Later...

Damon climbed into the window. He had tried to call Elena on her cell phone, but she wasn't answering and, out of concern for her, went to her apartment to see if everything was okay. When he found the necklace on the floor, one thought came to mind: Klaus was here. The bastard! He had taken Elena. Shit, why couldn't he have put two and two together earlier? If Klaus found Elena, that meant he knew that he had been with her. Of course, that didn't concern him half as much as rescuing his beloved and putting an end to Klaus once and for all. He loved Elena too much to lose her to that asshole.

"She better not be harmed, Klaus," he growled as he climbed out of the window again and down the fire escape. "If I find that you've hurt so much as a hair on her hair, it'll be the last thing you ever do. I told you that I'm the only one who gets to touch Elena, and I meant it."

Docks – That Same Moment...

Elena could smell rotting fish as she came to. She looked all around and saw that she was in abandoned warehouse by the docks. She also saw that she was tied to a chair, and in her underwear. Klaus must've stripped her before tying her up. God, the thought of that bastard's hands on her was sickening. It also made her glad she was unconscious during the act.

"Ah, you're awake. I didn't want you to miss out on the fun we're going to be having."

Elena struggled against her bonds as she heard Klaus' voice. "You won't get away with this, Klaus. When Damon finds out about this, he's going to rip your balls off and shove them down your throat."

"Damon will be just a memory when I get through with you," said Klaus. "I found out that he lied to me the other night when he said he was out taking a walk and then went skinny dipping in some neighborhood pool. I traced his location to your apartment and I knew that the little bastard was holding out on me."

He approached her and kissed her, but Elena didn't like the way his breath smelled and bit his lip. Klaus roared out in pain and once Elena let go of his lip, he slapped her hard across her face, causing her nose to bleed.

"You little slut," he growled. "Nobody hits me like that and gets away with it! I'm going to have you a lesson in respect."

He was about to force her panties down when the sound of a handgun being readied stopped him. Elena looked behind Klaus and saw...

"Damon!"

"You little shit," said Klaus, slowly turning around. "How the hell did you find me?"

"It wasn't hard," said Damon. "I know this is where you and Rose have your little romps after you pick her up at the club." Growling, he said, "Let Elena go, Klaus. I told you that only I got to touch her, and you lied to me when you agreed. You weren't going to let me have her, were you? You wanted her to yourself."

"Very astute, Damon," said Klaus. "Slow, but astute."

"Damon, help me," said Elena. "He's insane."

Klaus turned to her and slapped her again. "Shut up, you whore!"

Damon growled at this. "Elena, duck!"

Elena ducked and Klaus turned around again, only to be shot in the head, falling to the floor. The shot killed him instantly and Damon, ignoring the bloody corpse, rushed to Elena and embraced her, kissing her passionately.

"Are you all right, cara mia? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

"No, not too bad," said Elena, returning his kiss. "I was scared, though. I thought he was going to kill me."

"Yeah, well, he's not going to hurt you ever again," said Damon. "He's dead now." He untied her and licked his lips as he saw her only in her underwear. "I know this sounds terribly forward of me because you went through such an ordeal, but..."

"Damon, you don't have to ask," said Elena. "I'd love to have sex with you."

Damon smirked. "Okay, but not here. It's not very romantic to have sex in the place you were held captive. How about we go to a hotel or something? Or maybe your place?"

Elena returned his smirk. "No, let's go to a hotel this time. We can go to my place any time."

Damon kissed her hotly as he scooped her up into his arms and carried her out of the warehouse, eager to be with her.

Note: How's that for a twist, huh? Isn't having an evil imagination great? Well, next chapter will feature some Delena smut, so stay tuned!

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