Chapter fourteen

Visits

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"So…looks like you're stuck in here for another while , huh," Katherine sneered. "As if Stefan will rush to get you out of here. After all…if you're here, you're no longer a threat to his relationship with Elena."

Ally put her hands over Damon's ears and whispered softly. "Don't listen to her. You'll get out of here. Stefan is nice…He's your brother…"

Damon smiled a rare sincere smile and hugged the little girl firmly. She was the only bright spot in this dark underworld. The only thing that prevented him from going crazy.
She was his only piece of sanity and that's when Damon realized he cared about her a lot more than he was willing to admit before.

Damon hadn't the slightest idea how late it was, but he suspected that it had to be somewhere past nine. The daylight had slowly, but surely, faded away and the only light that was able to reach the dark depths of the tomb were the rays of the moon. But they came and disappeared at different time behind the clouds. So every now and then... not that it mattered, Damon was engulfed by darkness.

Ally was strangely silent, but he could swear that the grip on his arm grew stronger with every passing minute. She was strong for a little girl, it was impressive.

It was the first time he actually realized that she, unlike him and his improved vision, was as good as blind in this darkness. And with that…with the fact that she wasn't able to see anything, he suspected that she was also terrified. He had once seen a movie with small children who were afraid to go to sleep (Yeah, he had no idea why he had been watching that…the only thing he know was that the movie was now on his black list. The list with "never to watch again" movies). Anyway, those kids believed that there were monsters in the darkest corners of their room. Maybe Ally thought the same…with the only exception that her personal monster who was a very lifelike vampire, named Katherine. And unfortunately, she couldn't awake from that nightmare.

She sighed loudly and looked at him, even though she wasn't able to see him but he could see her and he noticed her shiver."Damy, it's cold here."

Cold…he hadn't noticed it. There were a lot of problems that affected humans, including little human girls, but those weren't of any harm to vampires.

He gently withdrew his arm from her grip, pulled his jacket off and put it around her tiny shoulders. She smiled in the darkness and said softly: "Thank you," after which she snuggled into his leather jacket and leaned back against him staring endlessly into the moonlight, which fell in a big circle on the ground.

"So, Damy. Still a true gentleman to the ladies, I see," Katherine sneered. He should have known that she was still awake. There was no way that she would sleep if she had the opportunity to irritate him.

"Yes, Katherine, only to real ladies, and not to bitches who don't deserve it to be treated with any form of respect…doesn't that sound familiar to you?" His tone was cold, the hate he felt toward her was indescribable.

"Ouch…and I thought we had something special." She pouted. "But just to remind you, she is not a lady. She's a little girl. Just keeping it real."

"That might have been possible a long time ago, if you hadn't only thought of yourself all the time." Damon spat back. "And she's more of a lady than you'll ever be."

"That's what I do, Damon. No matter what, my life will always come first," she snapped angry before putting her hand to her chest, above her dead heart. "Wow. I'm truly offended..." Katherine's voice dripped with sarcasm.

Damon ignored her and said, lost in thoughts of the past: "You know, you owned my heart. You didn't even have to compel me to love you, like you did with Stefan. We could have ran away, we could have travelled the world." He had regretted it the second the words flew out of his mouth. He clearly hadn't been thinking.

He paused, his head filled with images of an alternative universe where he and Katherine were a couple in love. But the images disappeared as quickly as they had come, when he realized that there really wasn't any spark of his former love for her to be found in his heart. He had often said that he didn't care anymore, but right now, he knew right away that he had meant those words. " But God am I ever glad that I've seen through that mistake. I noticed your true colours before it was too late, before you had the chance to manipulate me. You never would have given me your heart as I would have given mine to you. For you…Katherine, are nothing more than a selfish and heartless bitch. And I'm a real fool not to have noticed it sooner. I should have seen you for who you really are the moment I met you."

Katherine was silent and Damon was slightly surprised that she didn't have a few things to throw back. After all, she always wanted to have the last word but once again she surprised him, as words seemed to fail her. In all honesty, what could she say to that?

Ally had listened in silence and now he saw how her eyes had a glimmer of recognition to endure. He knew what she was thinking and he mentally kicked himself in the ass, knowing full well he had some explaining to do to her. "The story of Damon and Steven! Damon is you and Steven is Stefan. And that girl, Katherine Pierce…that's her," she exclaimed in surprise, while pointing at Katherine. "It's because of her that you are vampires…and Stefan…is he in love with Elena?"

Damon nodded in silent, to amazed by how smart Ally truly was. "Katherine came back for Stefan…and she broke your heart." she mumbled.

"You can still remember pretty much of it…it's been a while since I've told you that story." Damon muttered, hoping she had forgot the main parts of it.

"Not that long," Ally said with a small smile. "Besides, I have a very good memory."

"I can see that." He laughed. Damon looked at Katherine, expecting to hear a cynical, mockery laugh every moment, but the sound didn't come. Apparently something in his words, or in Ally's had silenced her.

Damons head shot up when he heard a noise. A beam of orange light shone inside the tomb and behind that light was…Elena.

She held a blanket and a basket in her arms, while the little lamp dangerously moved back and forth between those things.

"Elena!" Ally called out, as she jumped up and ran through the invisible barrier.

"Ally!" Elena screamed, tears almost appeared in her eyes. The stuff he had carried fell to the ground and her arms embraced the little girl tightly as she hid her head against her small shoulders.

"God, you have no idea how worried I was when I heard what had happened! Promise me that you won't ever do that again, do you hear me? Never again," she said.

"I promise," Ally said softly.

Elena nodded and then turned to Damon. Her eyes shone with a strange kind of sorrow and it seemed like she could burst out in tears every second. "You knew that you would be imprisoned and yet you still decided to save her?" The way she said it, it sounded like he had done something that only the holiest saint could do. And Damon wasn't a saint at all.

"Well…some psychopath, and with that I don't mean myself, threatened to kill her. You may think of me what you want, Elena. But I'm not that heartless that I will let a child suffer such a cruel fate. I'm a lot of worse things, but even I have limits." Damon answered honestly although his tone was bitter. Elena always doubted him-always expected the worst.

Elena opened her mouth to say something, but the words didn't form a full sentence in her head. Then she caught Katherine in sight and if she had been a normal human, she had probably scratched her eyes out. "Did you threaten my niece? God, you're really are a monster. The worst I've ever known."

"Scream those words out loud if you want, Elena," Katherine said without looking up. "If you've heard them so many times as I have, then they eventually mean nothing to you anymore. You know what they say: Sticks and stones may break your bones but names will never hurt you. In my case, the sticks and stones won't hurt either but you catch my drift."

"Unfortunately that's the only way I can hurt you," Elena snarled. If there had been another way, she would have made sure that Katherine suffered for what she did to Ally.
Elena turned her gaze away and looked back at Damon.

"Thank you," she said softly. "For what you've done for Ally. I can't bear the thought of anything happening to her." She looked down at Ally who was clung to her legs, her tiny arms wrapped around Elena's waist.

"You don't have to think about it, Elena," he said as he leaned his head against the wall. "Nothing happened to her and it most certainly won't ever again. Not as long as I'm around." He promised.

Elena nodded; those words seemed to reassure her. "Stefan said Ally was quite stubborn…"

"Yeah, she got that from her cousin," he smirked.

Elena ignored his remark and continued: "He told me that she wanted to stay with you, so I brought some stuff from home."

She threw the blanket over to him and Damon folded it around Ally, who sat already back on her usual spot next to him.

Then Elena put the basket on the floor and shoved it through the invisible wall. Damon pulled the wooden basket towards him and he pulled out a bag of biscuits, which he handed to Ally. She took it eagerly and quickly stuffed a few of the cookies into her mouth moaning in satisfaction. He had forgotten she hadn't eaten in a while. But she hadn't complained about being hungry so it didn't cross his thoughts.

"There are some things in it for the case she got hungry," Elena explained. "There's also a little lamp in it…and oh, Ric passed by and he said that I had to give you a little present to pass the time. It's in the basket."

Damon frowned and took out a bottle of Bourbon. "Good old Ric," he said with a grin. He always knew how to cheer up unpleasant situations.

"And I thought you would need this too," she hold up a bottle, filled with a red liquid and Damon saw how Katherine's eyes started to widen when she caught sight of it.

Elena threw the bottle towards him and he quickly took a sip. Apparently he had needed it more than he had first thought, because the bottle was already half empty.

Elena knelt beside him, on the other side of the wall, so that she was able to look him in the eyes. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it softly, while her voice, full of promise, said: "I'll get you out. Even if I have to move heaven and earth for it. I'll promise you."

Damon sent her a sincere smile and murmured softly: "Thank you."

Then she stood up and said: "Well…see you tomorrow then?"

"I won't walk away," he said, repeating the same as he had said against Stefan. She rolled her eyes excessively and began to climb along the rope. Typical Damon.

Damon watched her disappear into the darkness and silence returned to the tomb. Ally had watched too, while eating the last cookie from the bag. She turned her gaze to the moon again and then to Damon, who she could see again because of the lamp.

"You're in love with her, aren't you?" Ally asked quietly, dropping her head and staring at the ground.

"With who?" He asked, confused by the overwhelming question.

"With Elena." She mumbled.

It felt like someone had beaten him hard in the face, for he was truly surprised to hear those words come out of Ally's mouth. How did she get it? How could she, as a little, four year old girl, know that he was in love with her cousin? How was she able to see it, while Elena clearly didn't.

"You don't have to say anything, because I know that I'm right," she said with a small, arrogant grin. It was adorable to see her act like a smarty pants but he couldn't help but notice she seemed different since she said those assumptions out loud.

"Suppose I am," he said, intending to play along. "Then what makes you so sure about it?"

Ally bit her lip, as if that was a very difficult question to answer. "I'm little, not blind, Damy. I see how you look at her. She makes you laugh. And although she can be annoying sometimes…" he laughed at the fact that she just dared to say that her cousin could be annoying, "yet you always watch her in the same way. I'm four, I know nothing of love. But I think those sparkles in your eyes when she is around, is love."

Damon couldn't help but being speechless again. How many times would she manage to amaze him with her statements? Sometimes it seemed as if she had the mind of a teenager, instead of a little girl.

"It hurts you, doesn't it? To see her with Stefan," she said softly.

Damon was silent and stared at the ceiling of the tomb. He had no idea what he was supposed to answer to that one. Of course he loved her. Of course it hurt him when he was with his little brother. Of course he would wish to be in Stefan's place. But this was the harsh reality. The reality that Stefan would always be chosen before him. It has always been that way, it still was and it would always remain the same. He was never the winner, he was always on the outskirts just out of reach, watching from the outside and only hoping; that it could be him living the life he had always wanted.

"Maybe you should tell her," Ally suggested gently. "She'll listen to you. I'm sure she will."

"I've told her once," he said, not sure if he wanted to tell this. Katherine was listening…and the less she knew, the better.

"And? What did she say?" Ally asked curiously.

"I don't know. I told her I loved her, but for that reason, I couldn't be selfish with her…she belongs with Stefan and I thought it should stay that way. That would be the best for her. Then I made her forget the things I said to her."

Ally frowned, as if she had problems with understanding. "So…you're in love with her, but you think she fits better with Stefan? And you also think that she'll be happier with him?"

"No, I think so because she ishappier with him," He corrected.

"That's stupid," she said, while folding her arms over her chest. "You know, in the Lion king 2, Kiara and Kovu can't be together, but love eventually finds a way. I think that will happen with you two too." She said, convincing herself that's how it would be.

Damon laughed at the weird comparison. She always knew how to cheer him up if he was in a depressive mood.

He looked at Katherine, slightly surprised that she had nothing to say that could run his positive feelings into the ground. She sat there, silent and motionless. If she didn't occasionally blink, you'd swear she was dead.

Damon ignored her again, took the bottle of Bourbon and took a few gulps, after which the fatigue started to take him over.

"Are you tired?" asked Ally, who had apparently noticed. He nodded and sank a little further down against the wall. Ally threw a piece of the blanket over him. "Then you have to sleep, mom would say," she murmured softly. She snuggled her head into his shirt and then her eyes slowly began to close, as she drifted away in a silent sleep.

Damon waited until she was in dreamland before he allowed the sleep to overpower him.

Damon shot up when someone cleared his throat. Someone totally different than Katherine. He didn't know how long he had slept, but the light of the lamp no longer was the only light in the tomb…so he suspected it to be somewhere in the morning. Only God knew what time exactly.

He turned his head and looked straight at a pair of legs. His eyes followed the legs up, until they ran into the face of a total stranger. He hand never seen the man before, but something in his eyes commanded respect…and Damon bet that you had better not laughed with the guy. Damon felt slightly nervous about this but at the same time, not. He was here to help one way or another... that, Damon was sure of.

"Who are you?" He brought out hoarsely.

"My name is Elijah." The man said in a thick British accent. "How do you do?"

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