Chapter twelve

Trapped

Hey, I'm back with the next chapter. I know it took a bit longer and I'm sorry for that. I made this chapter a bit longer…so, please…forgive me. The big question now is: what will happen to Ally? I won't keep you too long from reading, but first I want to thank my Beta cdaye8184, who did a great job in correcting this chapter. She also adds pieces to make it look better than before. Thanks, girl:) Check out her stories, because she's a really talented author. And also a big thanks to you guys. You are my inspiration and courage to continue this story.
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"Damy".

He slowly turned to confirm how horrible his reality had just become within a few mere seconds. Katherine was still there…but she wasn't alone. One of her thin, pale, desiccated arms was placed around Ally's neck, whose eyes were sparkling with pure agony. Her hands pulled wildly at Katherine's arm, struggling for breath and the freedom that never came. Damon felt completely and utterly powerless…what could he do?

Damon froze in place. For the first time in his life he felt paralyzed; no longer able to move a step. His eyes were fixed on Ally's. He saw the pain; the agony penetrated through her brown orbs. Big, fat tears rolled down her cheeks and fell into the deep; doomed to silently crash against the ground. He wanted to say something. He wanted to comfort her; tell her that everything would be okay, but his throat was unusually dry and shapeless words kept haunting his mind.

"Damon, why are you so quiet?" Ric asked when he had both feet on the ground and turned towards his friend. Damon didn't answer, thinking that he would see it himself. He heard how Ric hold his breath…yeah; he had definitely seen the scene.

Katherine laughed a devilish laugh. "So…I think we have a weak point here. A weakness of Damon Salvatore…who would have thought that you out of all people" She said emphasizing the word. "Would have a soft spot"?" she said as her grab on Ally's throat tightened.

The little girl squealed in pain and Damon felt how his heart break into a thousand pieces…he had to get her out of there.

"Let her go, Katherine," he growled furious.

"Ah ah ah," she said shaking her index finger, disapprovingly. "That's not how it works, Damon. Let me out and maybe I'll let her live."

"How about a stake through your heart?" he snapped back. "Let her go and I'll consider to let you live." The corners of her mouth grew into a grin and he took a step forward, ready to wipe that smirk off her face.

"Damon," Ric warned, grabbing his arm and it took all his human strength to pull him back. "Wait until Bonnie is here, otherwise…"

Damon interrupted him abruptly with a high pitched voice, filled with anger: "Ric, by the time witchy is here, she'll already have been suffocated!"

Katherine's face distorted into a pout and she said in a defiant tone: "Oh, so you really care about her? How cute. The sweet, worried side of Damon. What is it that you find worthy enough to be nice to her?"

"She's a child, Katherine. You can't do this to her, she doesn't deserve your vengeance." he said. Somehow, he had really hoped that she would understand. Ally was innocent. She had nothing to do with this whole mess. She didn't deserve to suffer like that.

"And I don't deserve to be stuck in here. Let me out," she snapped back stubbornly. "Otherwise I'll put my fangs in her beautiful neck. I'm pretty curious to know how child blood tastes. As you have probably noticed by now, I honestly don't care who I hurt-who I kill. Be it child, adult, old person… I couldn't care less. This little relative of Elena will not be any different."

"Don't you dare," he growled through clenched teeth as his hands unintentionally became fists.

"Try me," she said with a serious face.

"I'll go," Ric said, while taking a step towards the invisible wall, but Damon stopped him.

"No, you won't," he growled. "She'll break you neck in less than a second. You'll be out for God may know how long and then you won't be able to help me."

Ric apparently hadn't thought of that one yet, for he nodded understandably. Nevertheless he was very grateful to his friend that he had wanted to give it a try, but there had to be another way.

"I'm waiting, Damon," Katherine said. He could hear that she started to get irritated. Ally's head began to turn blue and her hands already pulled less on Katherine's arm. Life began to escape her. "Very well," she said with icy voice. "I'm sure that her blood will taste delicious." Her face distorted in the face of her personal demon. Thin, black veins ran under her eyes, which had colored blood red, and her canine teeth lengthened into two dagger-like fangs. She threw her head back, ready to put those daggers in Ally's neck. Damon lost all his control over his anger. Forget the other option; there was no way that she would ever hurt her.

In a flash he jumped forward and pulled Katherine's head back with enormous power so she had to let go of the little girl. She felt onto her knees, wildly sucking in fresh air. Damon knocked her head against the wall with vampire speed…once…twice…three times, until a gaping wound appeared on her forehead and blood started to roll down her cheek.

"Listen Katherine," he said in a dangerously soft voice. "If you dare touch her again, God, I promise that you will forever rot in hell. And I never break my promises. Do you understand me?"

She only let out a deep growl, but kept her lips tightly shut. "Fine, as you want," he said with a small smirk, as he once again hit her head against the wall. It made a sickening sound when it touched the bricks again. He had no mercy with her. Her head would heal all by itself, but Ally had a trauma for the rest of her life…and that while she had nothing to do with this whole situation. And…of course, she could also consider it as a payback for being a total bitch to him. He pulled her head back again, ready to do it again, but she quickly pleaded:

"No, please. I understand. I understand." She begged, cupping her face with her hands.

"Very well, now, give me the moonstone."

"What?" She pretended to look confused.

"You heard me." Damon hissed.

"Forget it." Katherine barked back.

"Oh, so we are going to play it that way? Okay, fine. It's your head, huh. Not mine. And I'm able to continue this for a pretty long time. Very amusing, though I say so myself."

She shot him a deadly look, fire flared in her dark eyes. If she had not been so weak, she would have certainly taught him a lesson…he knew that too well.

But the lack of blood had weakened her and she had not eaten in a while. She didn't stand a chance against him.

"Fine," she reached into a hole in the wall and fished a bright, white stone out of it, which she pressed in his outstretched hand.

"Thank you," Damon said with a smirk. "Catch, Ric!"

He threw the stone in a bow to him and Ric managed to catch it just in time.

Then he rushed to Ally, took her in his arms and rocked her gently back and forth, while she cried against his neck. "Shh, Ally. It's okay. It will all be fine," he whispered softly.

Katherine snorted and Damon threw her a hateful look.

"Who is that?" Ally whispered, as she watched Elena's double from the corner of her eye. "She looks the same like Elena."

"She's nobody important, Ally"

"But she looks like auntie Elena" The sweet scared girl protested.

"Sweetheart, I can assure you she is not Elena. Can't you tell the difference?"

Ally nodded in agreement and wiped off her tears with the sleeve of her sweater.

"Damon?" Damon turned to the familiar voice and saw Stefan, standing on the other side with a pitying look on his face.

"How…" he didn't continue his sentence. His eyes flew to Ally and Damon could already imagine a burning light above his brother's head.

"We'll get you out of there. Bonnie could be here any minute."

"Don't worry about me, Stefan," he said as he walked to the invisible wall and put Ally down beside him. "Listen, Ally. Walk to Stefan, hold his hand and don't let go anymore. He'll look after you."

Ally frowned, puzzled. "Why? You're here. You can look after me."

"I…," he couldn't believe he was going to say this. "I can't get out."

"Why not? You can just walk out." She said simply, her little mind unable to piece together such information.

"No, I can't…I…" he shook his head and looked at Stefan, asking with his eyes if this was a good idea. His brother somehow managed to understand it and he decided to take the task on himself. The task to tell Ally the truth…about their true nature.

"Ally…my brother and I, and that one there," he nodded to Katherine, "we are vampires." All the color she had left drained from her face and her hurt, frightened eyes flew to Damon, who felt his heart break for the second time that day…in small, measly pieces.

"Is that true?" she asked softly, with big doe eyes. He just nodded, not able to find words to say something else. "But…you're not like the monsters in moms stories. You're not mean…and not scary…not anymore. How…why didn't you tell me?" For a little girl, she seemed hurt.

"Because it's better if you don't know anything about it, Ally. Besides, you told me that you were scared of vampires. I didn't want to frighten you."

Ally looked at him doubtfully, while biting her lip. She was undoubtedly busy thinking if she could trust him now she knew what he really was. He saw one of the questions in her eyes. He was still the same person, right? She didn't answer and looked away, towards the invisible wall.

"You can't get out because you're a vampire?"

"Exactly"

"And you knew that? When you came to save me?"

He nodded again in honesty. Ally looked at him briefly and then a warm smile appeared on her lips. She hugged him, hid her head in his shoulder and wrapped her thin arms around his neck. "Thank you," she said softly.

"You're welcome, sweetheart," he replied, "but you should really go to Stefan now. You're not safe with her around." A nod to Katherine.

Ally shook her head. Her long, dark brown curls jumped around her oval face. "No, I'll stay with you. It's my fault you're stuck here." Her eyes looked at him pleadingly, like a puppy, and he immediately knew that he was about to give in. Even though he didn't want to. He just wanted to see her safe on the other side of the wall, with Stefan. He knew he would be the perfect person to keep an eye on her.

"I can't convince you, huh?"

She shook her head again with a small grin plastered on her face. "Nope."

Jeez, sometimes she could be really stubborn…just like him…he only didn't know if that was such a good trait but he was gradually starting to see similarities within them. His stubbornness had often brought him in a lot of trouble. He slumped against the wall and Ally sat down beside him. He wrapped an arm around her and she laid her head on his chest. It was clear that the whole situation took her energy and it didn't take too long before her eyes began to fall and she slipped away into sleep where all the bad things disappeared for now and was replaced with girly kid things. You know, ponies, dolls, handsome princes with blue eyes…

Stefan moved towards them and sat down next to his brother, with only the invisible wall between them. "You know…when I saw you on the other side of the wall, I first thought that Katherine had gone a bridge too far in challenging you and that you had thought her a lesson. I never thought that you would trap yourself in order to save Ally. That was…" he frowned a moment as he tried to find a suitable word. "…noble of you."

"You know me, Stefan. I'm full of surprises," he said with a cynical smile. It was so weird to hear his brother say something like that…to him especially. Most of the time, it was him who was the noble one.

"And sometimes one of those surprises is a good one," Ric joked, who had put himself next to Stefan.

"Sometimes, yes," Damon murmured as he watched Ally sleep and gently swept a strand of her hair away from her face.

"You really care about her, huh," Stefan said, more of a statement than a question.

"Yeah, I guess I do" Damon answered, it had finally dawned on him. He cared, for somebody other than himself. "She reminds me of myself. In a crazy, little girl- like manner," he said with a grin. "She's one of the few girls that was able to conquer my heart and managed to keep it."

With those words he glanced at Katherine, who had overheard the whole conversation and who now rolled her eyes in exaggeration. She was remained convinced that he still felt something for her…even though every feeling he had ever felt for her was gone. Forever.

He ignored her with pleasure and pondered about what he had just said. "Okay, that sounded pretty weird, but you know what I mean," he said then.

"Sure," Stefan said.

"Good to know…just one other tiny thing." Damon turned his head towards his brother and Ric. "If you tell anything of this to Elena, or witchy, or Blondie or I don't know who, then…"

"Then we're dead," He warned bluntly, simply stating the obvious.

Stefan and Ric replied simultaneously. "We already know."

"Yes, nobody can know that Damon Salvatore has a soft side," Ric grinned.

"Because that would kill his reputation," 'normally humorless' Stefan said.

Damon rolled his eyes, the mere fact that little brother was trying to be funny, was already funny enough. They sat there, without any sense of time, in the dark depths of the tomb, with only the sound of the two human hearts in the 'room', waiting for the moment where the solution would come running towards them…

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