AN: Hi, I got a lot of positive feedback &' will be sure to keep going. Thanks to all. :)

Katie stirred in her sleep, her little legs kicking and, arms flailing as she dreamt of what her new life would be like.

She'd already decided to try and, stay on Damon's good side, but, it would be harder than it seemed. He'd already proved to be very domineering, and, Katie was used to being around adults such as him.

It was all still surreal to her.

Being that Katie never met her mother, she was placed in foster care as soon as she was of age. She bounced around the system for quite a while.

Who she was staying with for the last two years, had abused her.

One minute, He was beating her and, the next she was in the back of a car.

Honestly, Katherine kidnapping her was a blessing in disguise, anything was better than suffering through the abuse.

Katie's biggest fear was that Damon would do to her what He did... She didn't think she could take anymore of that agony.

Damon finally got into bed some time after midnight.

He couldn't sleep, his thoughts were plagued of Hanna, and, what she did to her daughter.

It was only partially Hanna's fault.

But, it wasn't his... Katie wasn't planned, and, certainly wasn't his.

His small stint with Hanna lasted about two weeks...

Either way, Katie was his responsibility now.

When Katie woke up, sun was shining through the cracks in the blinds and, her eyes were stuck shut by the sleepy gunk.

She sat up and, stretched her arms above her head, and, climbed down off the big bed.

Damon was already awake, and, had been waiting for Katie.

"Hi." She murmured, her socked feet trudging against the hard wood floor.

"Good." He said. "You're up."

She yawned and, eyed him curiously. "Are we going somewhere?"

"Yes." He replied, his answer short.

Katie shrugged and, followed him outside to his car. "Where're we going?" She asked.

He didn't answer her and, his grip on the steering wheel tightened, making his knuckles whiten.

Katie sighed and, wrapped her arms around herself, distraught by Damon's coldness.

Damon climbed out of the car and, opened Katie's door so she could do so. "Here." He said, holding his hand out for her to take.

She nodded and, latched her tiny hand around his big hand.

They swiftly crossed across the parking lot and, went into The Grille.

"What is this place?" Katie asked, looking around in awe.

Damon chuckled. "It's called The Grille." He led her over to the bar and, lifted her up to sit on the bar stool next to his.

One thing he noticed about Katie right away, was that she was extremely small for her age, and, looked about ten pounds underweight.

"You're eating something."

Katie rolled her eyes and, kicked her legs back and, forth. "What if I'm not hungry?"

"Too bad." He replied, without remorse.

"You can't make me eat." She mumbled.

"Can't I?" He paused. "Remember what I told you would happen last night if you didn't listen?" He whispered, leaning in closer so his mouth was inches from her ear.

Katie smirked. "You didn't make a rule about eating."

Damon sighed and, used his hand to signal for the bartender. "Bourbon." He snapped, turning his attention back to Katie as he watched his drink being poured into a glass tumbler.

He thought over what to say for a minute, then answered. "I'm not going to argue with you about eating, Katie. You're too small for your age and, look as if you're withering away."

Katie smiled as she realized the bar stools spun around in circles, and, stopped herself by grabbing the bar to answer Damon. "I'll eat a little bit." She said, holding out a hand. "Deal?"

Damon tried not to laugh and, shook her hand. "Deal."

When the bartender brought Damon's drink over, Katie ordered her food. "I want... Hm." She mused, twirling her hair around. "Can I get a salad?"

The bartender nodded and, Katie continued. "No cheese or croutons. Only lettuce, spinach leafs, tomatoes, carrots, and, raspberry walnut dressing."

Damon snorted at how thorough she was, just like Hanna. He waited until the bartender walked away to ask, "Where'd you have that before?"

Katie shrugged. "Mrs. Lisa used to order it from the diner all the time."

"Mrs. Lisa?" He asked, his brows furrowing.

"Mm Hm." Katie mused.

"Who's she?" He implored, wanting to know exactly who Katie was talking about.

"I uh... I lived with Mrs. Lisa and, Mr. John."

Damon noticed how uncomfortable she was talking about her former 'Foster Parents.'

There was something off, something happened to Katie... And, he was going to find out what.

But, before he could ask, the bartender returned with Katie's salad.

"Thanks." She murmured, unfolding her napkin and, placing it in her lap, effectively making Damon choke.

Katie didn't pay attention and, took a bite of her yummy salad. "It's good."

"Good. Maybe you'll eat all of it."

She rolled her eyes. "I don't eat a lot..."

"Why?" He implored, knowing it had something to do with her former living arrangements.

Katie held up a single finger as she swallowed. "Mr. John and, Mrs. Lisa ate out every night... Sometimes I went, but, not usually."

"You didn't want to go?" Damon asked, watching as Katie picked a tomato out of her salad and, popped it into her mouth.

"I didn't really like to be around them."

Damon nodded and, stopped asking questions, knowing she'd only reveal so much at once.

She only finished about half of her salad. "Can I be done?"

He sighed, it was a small salad, but, he didn't want to make her sick by over eating. "Yes."

Katie grinned and, Damon smirked. "Don't get used to it." He teased, standing up and, throwing a twenty dollar bill on the table.

Instead of waiting for Damon to lift her down, Katie jumped off the stool. "Whoa."

"Careful." He admonished, taking her hand in his, like he'd done on the way in.

"Are we going somewhere else?" Katie asked, skipping along with him.

"Mm Hm."

"Where?" Katie asked, excited at the revelation.

"Elena's."

"Who's Elena?" She asked, sliding into the back seat of the car.

Damon shut her door before getting in and, started the ignition. "Elena's a friend of mine. Just to warn you, Elena and, Katherine look alike."

Katie gazed curiously at him in the mirror and, rested her head against the window.

Before she knew it, she was asleep again.

An: There was one review that this story was a copy of another one... I've never read the one it was compared too. Just to inform you all, Katie isn't Damon's daughter... That's all I'm saying about it.