A/N: Sorry for the late update, had computer issues. But here it is the finale of Katy's 1st Season. It's incredibly long, and I hope you enjoy it.

Like I said, I will not post Season 2 until around the end of October or November. When it does come out, I will have made a youtube audio reading of the first Chapter of Season 2.

I've been trying to think of a new cover for Katy Season 2 and I've come up blank. So if anyone wants to submit one, I'd be eternally grateful.

But Most importantly, Thank you all for your support and love for Katy, Damon, and what me and my best friend have decided to call Jaty (Jeremy/Katy).

I always look forward to your reviews, they really make me feel like I'm doing a good job. Thank you all

Chapter 25
Beginning Of The End

A few days later, Damon was still pondering over the small device that Pearl had given him; it wasn't even funny anymore, how long he spent trying to figure out what the damn thing was.

Elena, who had been staying over, walked in to pack up some of her things while he did this asking,

"Did you ever figure out what that is?"

"Nope. Whatever it is, it doesn't work".

"Pearl didn't say anything else about it?"

"She thought she was stealing his vampire compass, but that was a pocket watch." He sighed, turning back to her, "That Johnathan Gilbert was a crazy scientist."

Elena rolled her eyes at him.

"Have you spoken to your uncle lately?"

"I've been avoiding him, actually. That, and I've been here most nights."

"So, you'll be here again tonight?"

"Is that a problem?"

"Yes." He said, "You're a complete nuisance."

She laughed slightly, "Heh. See you later." And she started to leave, then turned back, "Hey, what are you doing with Katy?"

"What do you mean?"

"To celebrate." She clarified, "Are you gonna throw a party? A dinner? What?"

"Nothing until Stefan feeds."

She gave a disapproving look, crossing her arms over her chest, "Damon, you shouldn't wait on these things, they're special, they need to be remembered."

"Yeah, and I think we can both agree no one wants to remember Stefan going 'Jack The Ripper' during cake."

"Just promise me you'll do something with her." She pleaded, "Please! Please!"

Damon started dramatically holding his head and screaming as Elena rolled her eyes, starting towards the door again. He on the other hand, stopped to appreciate her 'assets'.

Look don't touch.

During lunch at Mystic Falls Junior High, Katy and Joelle sat with sullen looks on their faces. They each did research on addiction and drug abuse, and it didn't bode well.

They waited for Dex to show up at their usual spot outside; she soon did, looking as sarcastic and uninterested as ever, "Who died?"

Joelle went to speak, but Katy shook her head at her; she cleared her throat and began with, "Dex, we need to talk."

"Oh not again-"

"Please! Just listen to me." Katy said.

Dex had a look of annoyance and disbelief on her face as she sat down, "Fine. Dazzle me."

She cleared her throat again, "Listen, I know we've been getting really preachy with all this-I'llbe the first to admit we don't understand your situation, and we won't make you tell us." She bit her lip for a second, continuing, "But you guys already know I've lost people I love this year, and I'm still getting used to this town, and I consider you and Jo to be my best friends."

"Yeah, I'm a hoot, go on."

"You are, you are." Katy laughed, then turned sullen again, gesturing to herself and Joelle, "We've been studying though Dex, about drugs and the like; I don't need to tell you that what we found wasn't pretty. But Dex, it really scares me, the idea that God forbid these side-effects could happen to you and I never tried to help."

"Katy, shut up for a second." She said, "These 'side-effects' are not as common as people make them sound."

"Yeah but-"

"Katy, listen to me, I'm not gonna die."

"You might!" Joelle said.

Katy tried to interrupt but Joeele kept going, "It's gonnaurt your body! And you'll wush you listened to us!"

"Thanks for the sermon Rab-bitch."

Dex got up and left; Katy gave a look to Joelle getting up and following her.

"Dex!" she cried, "Dex wait! She didn't mean-"

"Oh don' pull that crap."

"She didn't say it right." She took a breath once Dex stopped running, "She's just scared, just like me. Please, you just have to understand; we're scared that if we don't say something, years later when you quit, it's because you're attached to a machine and not because you wanted to."

***Boarding House***

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's Alaric Saltzman."

"Before I hang up, how did you get this number?" Damon asked.

"Ah, it's a mystery." He joked, "Listen, I've, uh, been doing some digging on Elena's uncle. You interested?"

"What kind of digging?"

"I've got an old friend from Duke; who studied criminology when we were there together. Let's just say he's become a very proficient digger."

"Well, did he find anything?"

"Well, I had him run a track on John's cell records. He was getting a call from a number… The same number that Elena dialed to get Isobel. And then the number was disconnected."

"Isobel knows John." He shrugged, "Whatever. We knew that."

"Right. Well, after that, he started getting calls from a new number. And I had my firned run a geotrack. Got the address. It's… It's an apartment in Grove Hill."

Damon stopped for a second, his face a little screwed up in confusion, "Isobel's in Grove Hill?"

"I don't know. I thought we could take a look and see what we find."

"Perfect. Give me the address."

"Oh, so you can go without me? No, I don't think so."

"I'm not going with you. You tried to kill me."

"Yeah, well, you did kill me."

Before he could respond, the annoying little beep on his cell went off, telling him he was getting another call. So he paused his chat with Ric, switching to the next call, "What?"

"I'm just grabbing some clothes, and then I'll be right over." Elena said, "Hows Stefan?"

"Extra broody. Hold on." He switched back to Ric, "You drive. Pick me up in an hour."

"Done."

He nodded briefly to himself, switching back finally to Elena. He told her about Stefan and how he wouldn't eat anything, leading Elena to awkwardly ask about Stefan's favorite type of animal blood. Damon had been jokingly disgusted, but he said later,

"Stefan likes… Puppy blood… Little golden retriever puppies with cute, floppy ears. That's his favorite." He smirked as she hung up."

Literally seconds later, the phone rang again, "Man of the Hour." He joked, clicking the button, "Hello?"

"Hey, can I have dinner with Dex tonight?"

"Sure. Hows school going?" He asked.

"Fine; teachers are nicer today, I can't leave a classroom without them saying 'Congratulations Katy!'… I can't tell if I've been adopted or my wife had a baby."

He laughed, "Speaking of, Elena suggested we celebrate, what do you think? Any ideas?"

"I don't know, you?"

"I'm out." He shrugged, "Just call after dinner and I'll pick you up, we'll brainstorm."

"Okay, see ya."

***Katy's POV***

Later after school, Dex and I took a bus back to Mystic Falls, then we walked the rest of the way.

It took a couple minutes, and I noticed that as we got closer, Dex got a little itchy; her pace slowed down, she kept her hands in her pockets, and kept shrugging like she had a bad cramp in her neck.

I didn't pay much mind to it, but I couldn't help but look over at her as we came closer to a house at the end of the street we'd been walking on.

Dex fished through her pockets for her key as we walked up the steps, while I looked around.

The house was a small, dark red sided and black-roofed Victorian knock-off, surrounded by a metal link gate and a lime green lawn.

She got the key and opened the door to reveal a staircase right in front of the entrance. Off to the left was a pale-blue painted living room, with very modern looking window, except for an old-timey sewing machine at the base of the window with picture frames all over the top.

On the right was a tiny dining room with dark wood and green decorations all over. Setting the table was a tall, no-figured, blonde woman who resembled Dex in eyes and tight-lipped smile.

"Hi sweetie!" she greeted, and then turned to me, "You must be Katy, it's so nice to meet your dear."

"Katy this is my mom, Mrs. Moore."

"Oh please, just call me Molly." She smiled, "Go on in the living room, I just need a minute to set up."

I nodded walking into the living room; I looked over the pictures on the sewing machine. As I looked at them, I saw what could only be a younger looking Dex, except she was nothing like the pale skinned anorexic Dex I knew.

This little girl, probably 7 or 8, had rosy round cheeks, slim sides but a noticeable tummy. But she wasn't 'fat' like Joelle described, this just seemed to be a little girl in the Gangly Phase.

The Gangly Phase, as mom liked to call it, was the phase where nothing on your body fits- sort of like pre-pre-adolescence. It's like when a girl gets the figure of a thin young woman but she hasn't yet grown tall enough for it to show, or a guy gets really tall but the rest of him is lanky and tiny like a little kid.

My mom told me her experience was getting a D-cup that would look great on a teenager, but looked wrong on a ten-year-old.

My experience was that my feet haven't grown from a size 6 since I was eight, often leading to me entering Bella territory when it comes to the fine line of grace and clumsiness.

Before I could take a look at more of the photos, Dex grabbed my arm, pulling me towards her mom and a teenage looking girl with the same black hair as Dex.

"Katy, this is Judy's sister Melanie." She introduced.

"Hi." Melanie greeted.

Melanie Moore was about average height, extremely tiny-waisted like her sister, but she had a black and purple corset mini dress on. She had pale skin that even seemed to glow a little bit, how the frack does that happen?

As Molly talked on and on about how her eldest was a model, I noticed her very model-like tendency to land in a pose, not to mention her lack of a real smile on her face.

"Melanie does fashion modeling for her designer friends at school; right now, she's getting paid to do ads for the paper." She bragged.

"Really?"

"Oh yes!" suddenly we heard a loud clatter outside, "Oh dear, the Grill Master is burning the chicken, just go sit down-Judy, baby, show her will you?"

Dex nodded as she and Melanie showed me where to sit; I asked,

"Grill Master?"

"Dad has a certain obsession with grilled food; more specifically, using any opportunity to shove his head over a flaming metal instrument of torture that smells like meat."

"Ah, I see."

"Alright!" We turned to see Dex's tall, oddly Emmett-Cullen-looking father come in with a big tray of fried chicken, "Dinner is served."

He took one look at me, then turned to his wife in a joking manner, "Okay, I'm pretty sure I only have two children."

She laughed, "Jamesw, this is Katy, the friend from school."

"Oh!" He smiled, placing multiple pieces of chicken on my plate, "Well, new guest gets the first serving. Bon appetite."

So we sat down to a high cholesterol-I mean, quality dinner, which most of us scarfed down except for Dex who picked and prodded at it.

"So Katy, Judy tells us you're adopted?"

"Smooth Ma."Dex groaned slightly.

"Now, now." James said, "We're just curious, it's not a crime. Is that true Katy?"

I nodded, "Just recently, actually."

"What are your parents names? I mean, your adoptive parents, I thought the name sounded familiar."

"Damon Salvatore, he's unmarried."

"Oh Damon Salvatore!" Molly exclaimed, "I know him, remember honey, Sheriff Forbes introduced us at the kickoff remember?"

James seemed somewhat less enthusiastic, but replied he had.

"Mom may I be excused?" Melanie asked.

"Go ahead dear." She turned to Dex, "Judy, please finish your dinner."

"I'm full Ma."

Before I got caught up in any possible argument, I excused myself to use the ladies' room. I walked up the wood door, waiting for Melanie to come out. But I started to hear yacking from inside, and I didn't know what to think so I lightly knocked,

"Melanie? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I heard her weak voice say.

I waited outside awkwardly as I kept hearing her yacking, and then a small spraying sound; after, she opened the door, smiling politely, but looking paler than before.

"Go ahead." She said, walking back to the dining room.

I just looked at her as she walked away, then back at the bathroom, where I saw a bottle of extra strength Lysol spray on the sink.

Later Damon to pick me up; it had become apparent to me that he was now suffering from what all parents have, what I like to call Desperate Group Parenting (D.G.P.): it's when you go to a friend's house or just out in public, and instantly parents swarm together.

Another symptom is when you're about to leave and they take 7 hours to say goodbye.

In fact, it was about 48 minutes before the parental threeway were satisfied with their farewells and we got into the car where Damon informed me about Stefan's progress.

"Is it just me, or does Stefan seem to freak out at the drop of a hat?" I snapped my fingers, "I bet he would too! So long as there was blood on said hat."

Damon shook his head, barely smirking as he changed the subject, "Your friend's father challenged me to a cook-off next week."

I smiled disbelievingly, "You didn't."

"No one challenges my culinary skills; you've tasted my spaghetti sauce."

"Grill Master vs. the Sauce Master… This should be fun."

Damon smirked, using his free hand to mess up my hair, "So what do you want to do to celebrate?"

And I was about to say, 'No ideas', but then I thought for a moment. It was stupid, and didn't really mean too much at the time, but I asked,

"Can we visit my old house? The one we lived in before they died?

He gave a sort of half smile, "What's the address?"

"This it?"

I nodded towards the wire fence surround the dusty burnt scrap heap, "Yeah. When I asked the cops to help me get some clothes from here, we arrived to find it on fire. The fire department got cut off in traffic and couldn't save it."

Damon nodded, breaking the lock and opening it for me, I walked to where I remembered the front door was, then started counting my steps.

"Make a left, move to the right, and-" I stopped, "Welcome to the little scrap that was my room."

He looked it over, not very impressed, "What was it like?"

"Small, but comfy." I shrugged, "There was a little oak desk packed in by the window, a bed over there, and a little white nightstand where that piece of lamp is."

"Did you like it here?"

"No better than any other place I've been." I smiled at him, "I just, I guess I wanted to relive old times. After all, I was our last home together."

"Come on, I wanna show you something."

I took one last look before following him off, but as I walked my shoe got caught on something. When I looked down I saw some glinting silver, and as I looked closer, I saw it was my mother's blue rosary beads.

It wasn't the whole necklace, it was only the slightly melted cross and three of the beads, the rest seemed to have melted off. I picked up the small piece, staring at it for a moment.

"What's that?"

I sniffled, shoving the piece into my pocket, "I'll tell you later."

We went back to the car where Damon pulled out a wrapped gift from the trunk.

I smiled taking it from his hands, unwrapping it with impatient glee; when the paper wrapping was off, it revealed a silver/grey backpack with a skull of flowers designed on the big front pocket. I noticed it was quite heavy, so I opened it to see a cellphone box with a number scribbled over the top. I looked even further to see, would you believe it, a pair of white sneakers and a gym uniform.

I began to laugh hysterically, and Damon joined in too, then we got back into the car and headed home.

***Third Person's POV***

Later, when Katy had gone to her room to rest while Damon waited for Elena's return; she did in fact return, but was accompanied by a healthier looking Stefan.

"Little boy lost." He quipped.

She turned to Stefan, "I'll be upstairs, OK?"

"OK."

"Good night, Damon." She said, heading up the stairs.

The brothers stared at each other for a moment, before the youngest spoke up.

"Thank you."

"No, Stefan, thank you. You're back on Bambi blood, and I'm the big badass brother again. All is right in the world."

"I mean it. Thank you. For…" he paused, "Helping her take care of me."

"You brood too much." Damon stated, "Everything on this planet is not your fault. My actions, what I do, it's not your fault. I own them. They belong to me. You are not allowed to feel my guilt!"

And Stefan asked very calmly, "Do you feel guilt?"

"If I wanted to, it's there." He shrugged, "Emily waited till after I turned to tell me she'd been successful in protecting Katherine with her spell. She didn't want me to know about the tomb. She thought it would ;impact' my decision."

"She didn't want either one of us to turn." He defended, "She said it was a curse."

"Witches… Judgy little things."

Stefan chose not to respond to that, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"'Cause I didn't want you to know." He sneered, "'Cause I hated you and I still do."

"I know."

"But not because you forced me to turn."

He looked confused, "Then why?"

Damon glared, "Because she turned you. It was just supposed to be me, Stefan… Just me."

Without a word, Stefan walked up the stairs, hearing a bit of laughter coming from Katy's room. He knocked lightly on the open door, seeing Elena and Katy happily examining her new backpack-which Katy had realized had a pocket perfect for her switchblade. The girls looked up as he entered; the elder girl skipping over to greet him.

"How are ya Stef?"

"Better." He turned to Elena, "Can you go wait in my room for a minute?"

She looked between the two, finally setting a parting smile on Katy, "Goodnight."

"Night."

They waited for Elena to leave before finally speaking.

"Hey."

"Hi."

Stefan cleared his throat, "So, uh, we don't talk much."

"Nope."

Trying to break the tension, he tried a half smile as he said, "Usually, I'm trying to make Damon send you back to the orphanage."

She nodded jokingly, "Yeah, screw you too Stefan."

He laughed, "I just mean, I've been trying to convince him for your own safety."

"Well keep in mind, I'm not slouch myself, and if I wanted I could kick your ass."

"I'm sure you could." He sighed, "But Katy; has Damon talked to you about the possibility of turning?"

"He said when I was older, and I really wanted, he wouldn't say no."

"Alright but Katy, you shouldn't be pressured-"

"He didn't, and I not."

"Katy, please take this seriously."

"I am."

"Then listen." He paused again, "When the option of immortality was given, me and Damon made some really fatal mistakes. You may know how Damon can be, but you don't know how much I'm capable of-worse than Damon. Even after a century, I have constant temptation, and you need to understand how much danger you're potentially in whilst you live here."

"I know, I'm aware you and Bert are a questionable pair-you have no idea. But let's be honest no family is stable."

"How many families put a child in the path of dangerous killer vampires?"

"My biological parents." She pointed out, "And just because I'm below 18 doesn't mean I'm 5. I'm choosing to stay here because I can comprehend what I've been told, what I see, and how I feel. I understand you want to be responsible and wise, but I've thought about it, and I've decided to stay. You just need to accept that, okay?"

Stefan paused yet again, not really knowing what to say or how to say it. So he just nodded, heading for his room.

"Goodnight Katy."

"Night." She smiled.

***Next Morning***

"I'm supposed to help build the Miss Mystic float for the Founder's Day Parade. If I don't, I get the wrath of Caroline but I wanted to check in first."

"Well, I doing great, thanks for asking." Damon smirked into his phone.

"Checking on Stefan."

"Oh, him? Oh, he's…" He paused, still smirking, "He's terrible."

"What's the matter?"

"He's just back to boring, straight-laced, off the junk. You've successfully cured him of anything that was interesting about his personality."

"Don't forget who helped me."

"I hate myself." He smirked, "Did Uncle John mention anything to you about my field trip with the history teacher?"

"No. I've still been avoiding him." She said, "Why? What's he up to?"

"I don't know." He started to get flirty, "But I'd love if you could find out for me."

Elena dodged the suggestion, "Remember, you've got to bring Katy over to the school at 3 o'clock sharp. I'm giving you today, but she needs to be fitted for her costume."

"Yes, I know, I've got the chloroform ready and set to go."

"I mean it Damon, don't be late. This extra credit could keep her from getting suspended, and I for one care about Katy getting an education."

"Then educate me right now; how do you plan to make Katy dress in a southern belle school girl gown for a float in which she is forced to be pleasant and smile like she's having fun?"

"I'll borrow your chloroform, easy." She said, then stated firmly, "Remember, 3 o'clock."

"Alright Mommy."

She groaned, "I've got to go I'm late."

"Have fun with the Mystic Queen, I know I did."

Elena hung up as Damon walked towards Stefan, handing him back his phone.

"Elena called." He smiled, walking downstairs where Katy and Toby Marshall sat.

***A Few Minutes Later***

Damon had convinced Toby to let them all sign outside, saying 'the morning light was just what they needed'-Katy had a fun time holding back laughter.

"Alright, everything is set." Toby said as Damon signed the last paper, shaking his hand after, "Congratulations Mr. Salvatore. You'll probably hear from Social Services in a month or so; just to check in on things."

Damon smiled, "Thank you."

He nodded, walking off with the papers, "Pleasure to meet you Katy."

"You too." She waved.

When the lawyer was gone, Katy stepped inside the house, turning back to the others patiently waiting on the doorstep,

"Damon, please come in."

He smirked, tousling her hair as he entered. She turned to Stefan with a jokingly unsure look, "I don't know Stef, you're not the best example of mental health."

He gave her a look, "Katy."

"I'm just saying, quite frankly, you live twelve steps down the hall."

Stefan shifted awkwardly, clearing his throat, "Look if you don't feel safe, I understand-"

"Oh for the love of God! I was kidding! Get in!"

"But Katy-"

"Fine." She started in a dramatic voice, "Stefan, I cordially invite your brooding ass in… Fancy enough for ya."

Katy clapped her hands together briefly as Stefan walked in, "Alright, I'm heading over to Dex's, see you losers later."

***Katy's POV***

So its official, I thought, I am now Katy Weston-Salvatore… No! Weston, definitely Weston!

Will things be different? I wondered, I mean, besides me living with two Italian vampires who shared a girlfriend twice but freak out over a used towel? Probably not.

Just then, I was passing by Mystic Falls High, where I caught sight of Jeremy. He seemed to take notice of me and waved; I smiled and waved back at him.

Jeremy's a great buddy. He's like a big teddy bear that makes you feel so comfortable and you just wanna hold him all night and-WOW! Where did that come from? I don't do that with my teddy bear!

Get your head out of the gutter it wasn't that bad.

Well that's different, I thought, what's the deal?

I cringed at my next conclusion and sped along my way, I'll just hang out with Dex for a while, we'll talk about nothing, and I'll forget easy-peasy.

I comforted myself with that thought, and then busied myself with trying to remember her address.

When I got to her house, I almost left when I saw the care was gone, but I looked at the window of the second floor to see Dex. Even from the distance I could see her head lolling back and forth lazily as she seemed to be crushing something.

I wasn't ready for this; I'd seen her high a lot, or at least a little strung out, but after the drama with Joelle and me I didn't know what to say.

I'm not proud of this, but I did what a lot of kids my age would do, I turned tail and ran like a little bitch.

***Third Person's POV***

"Damon." Alaric greeted, "Thank you for coming."

"Sorry I'm late. Dog ate my uh… Nevermind." He smirked, then looked around the classroom at Stefan and Elena, "What's with all the furrowed brows?"

"I saw Isobel last night."

"Isobel is here?" Alaric nodded, "In town?"

***Mystic Grill***

"Katy, we need to tell her parents." Joelle said.

"No," she insisted, "We don't know what will happen."

"She'll get help!"

Katy cast a nervous look on her plate, "But, she'll hate us. She'll never trust us, and we were making progress."

"Clearly not." Joelle sighed, "Even if she never talks to us; at least she'll be in better hands of trained professionals."

She knew she was right, but at the same time, a part of Katy didn't like it.

***Next Day: Isobel's House***

"Oh, oh Cherie, you won again." Damon smirked, standing up, "I hope I'm wearing my good underwear."

Just then Isobel walked in as he removed his belt, "And it's just one blast from the past after another-No, no, no." He reluctantly closed his fly, and put his shirt back on; she turned to her minion, "Degage Cherie."

Damon smirked to her as she left the room, "It's good to see you, Isobel. I was just having fun with your naughty little minion."

"How did you find me?"

"Searched for the neighborhood bank owned foreclosures and found the most expensive one."

"Oh, I should have known. You're the one who taught me that." Her smirk decreased, "What are you really doing here?"

"Well you caused quite a stir; you blew into town, saw everyone except for the man who made you." He gave a pouty look, "I'm a little hurt."

"I'm so sorry." She said wrapping her arms around him, then twisting his neck, "Did you bring the device?"

He laughed slightly, "Ow." She let him go, "What are you doing with John Gilbert?"

"We dated a few times when we were young." She said, "He was a little bit in love with me."

"I'm sure; one of the many." He walked closer, "Now, this little invention, what do you want with it?"

"Oh, me personally? I don't want anything with it. I'm just doing what I'm told." She got closer to Damon, as if leaning in for a kiss, "You know Damon we're on the same side."

He smirked, taking her chin between his index finger and his thumb, "Oh yeah? What side is that?"

"Katherine's." He stopped short, "She wants John Gilbert to have the device and I think that you know that she's not happy when she doesn't get what she wants."

Damon threw her off, "Why are you doing her dirty work?"

"Don't kill the messenger. We both know you can't control Katherine. She does what she wants."

"So do I."

"Oh really Damon? You do? What should we do now?"

They got closer to each other again, and began to laugh, "Oh yeah, if memory serves." Isobel said before they began to kiss passionately. This continued for a minute before Damon slammed Isobel on the ground.

"Now that I have your attention, listen up. You do not come into my town; threaten the people I care about. Going after Elena? Bad move. You leave her alone or I will rip you to bits because I do believe in killing the messenger. You know why? Because it sends a message."

He slammed Isobel's head against the ground for good measure, she cried out as he said, "Katherine wants something from me? You tell that little bitch to come get it herself."

And with that he let her go and sped out of the house.

***Few Hours Later***

"Can't I pick up trash on the highway like everyone else?" Katy asked.

"Girlie, don't go complaining, this is the easiest extra credit ever! All you have to do is wear a dress for a few hours, that's it!" He said, trying to sound encouraging.

She groaned, following him inside the school. Once she was taken by one of the costume women there, he waited patiently outside for her.

As he waited, he suddenly got a text from Ric: She got Jeremy.

Damon felt a rush of panic and anger go through him as he went and started searching for Katy. He listened and found her being forced into a car by Frank, the other minion. He growled, speeding over biting the guy's neck and then snapping it.

Once he was sure the guy was dead, he reached in the car for Katy, hugging and holding her close to him. He calmed down as he felt her hug him back, but began to growl at the thought of Isobel defying him.

They needed a plan.

That plan came in the form of Bonnie.

"Absolutely no!"

"Just hear me out." Elena begged Damon.

"I'm not gonna give the device to Isobel so she can give it to John who is gonna turn it to kill me. I like being a living dead person."

"But it'll be useless." She pointed out, "Bonnie can take its power away."

"I don't trust her."

"Damon, please." Katy begged; he only gave her a look that told her to shut up.

"I can remove the original spell."

Elena waved her arms up as if to say, 'I told ya!', "John will never know."

"No," he looked between Katy and Elena, "I'll get Jeremy in my own way."

"Really? How are you going to do that?" Stefan asked rhetorically, "Because Isobel is a vampire and Jeremy could be dead the second you walk in the door."

Damon turned to Katy, about to point out he'd saved her; she gave him a pleading look, which slightly softened his expression as he turned back to Bonnie, "Are you even up for this? I mean no offense, you're no Emily Bennett. Emily knew what she was doing."

"I've been practicing."

"It's not piano lessons, honey." He glared.

She slowly walked up to him, "What's your favorite book?"

"What?"

"Name a book." She ordered, "Any book."

"Name a book…" He thought for a minute, "How about, 'Call of the Wild', Jack London?"

Bonnie turned to the bookshelf, concentrating for a minute before a book flew out and landed on Damon's hand.

He looked briefly at the title, smirking, "Jack London." He threw it aside, "Great parlor trick."

"We're doing this, Damon. And we're doing it my way. Now give me the device." He didn't move, "We're wasting time!"

"I don't trust you." He told Bonnie, "I tried to kill you."

"You're right; you can't trust me."

"But you can trust me." Elena pleaded.

Damon looked at her for a moment, slowly pulling the device from his pocket and placing it in her hand-his lingering a bit. Stefan looked suspiciously between them as she whispered,

"Thank you."

Bonnie began the ritual soon after; the device slowly floating up from the table, the lights flickering as the fire blazed hotter than before.

Katy stood in place watching, until she felt her phone vibrate; she checked the caller ID to see she was getting a call from Joelle. She walked into the next room to answer;

"Hey, what's up?"

Joelle seemed to have been crying, "I'm sorry Katy, I couldn't help it."

"What? What did you do?"

"I told, I told my parents, and they told Dex's parents."

Katy raked a hand through her hair, "You what-Why would you do that?!" she whispered.

"I was trying to help. It was a nightmare, mom and dad were yelling at them, and then she yelled at her parents until they put her in the car and drove her off." She cried, "I didn't mean to do anything wrong!"

"I told you not to tell!" she hissed.

"Well what were you doing?! I did the right thing! I told someone!"

Katy let out a small yell, throwing the phone on the couch and slumping down. Damon entered, a look of concern all over his face.

"Stay inside." He said, slowly walking out, "We'll talk later."

***Katy's POV***

Later, Damon texted me the peaceful resolution; so I headed over to the Gilberts. Jenna was happy to see me and directed me upstairs, where I heard an argument between Elena and Jeremy as I walked up the stairs.

By the time I got up the stairs, I heard a door slam inside the room, and then silence. I knocked lightly on Jeremy's door.

"Go away Elena!"

"Jer? It's me, Katy."

He opened the door a second later, a slightly annoyed look on his face, "Did Elena send you?"

I shook my head, "I heard Isobel got ya. I wanted to check on you."

"I'm fine." He said, starting to close the door.

"Can I hang here for a little bit?" I asked, "It's just been a lousy day, and I don't wanna think about it."

He nodded understandingly, "Come in."

"So that's the last thing your mom gave to you?" He asked as he examined my cross.

"Yeah." I tried to take it back, but it was so small it fell through Jer's fingers; luckily he caught it again, "I really need to find a chain for it."

"Hmm." He said, looking at it, then closed his fingers around it as he took one of his sneakers off the ground and untied the lace.

Once he separated the lace from the shoe, he knotted the ends together with the cross, and then put the make-shift necklace over my head.

I felt a smile and a blush form on my face as I thought to myself: Okay! That's it! I like him! And it must be a lot too if I'm willing to wear a boy's shoelace around my neck… Actually, now that I think about it, I wanna take a shower.

"There, no problem." He smiled.

I smiled back and gave him a hug, "Thanks."

"Don't mention it." His arms tightening just a little bit around me.

It took a full minute afterwards to realize we were still hugging. I cleared my throat and stood up.

"Well, goodnight."

"See you tomorrow." He said as I walked out.

I went down the driveway to see Elena getting something from her car; she smiled when she saw me,

"Hey, are you okay?"

I nodded, "Fine, but I could use a ride home."

"No problem, hop in."

We drove around for a little while; Elena was rather quiet and more focused on the road that anything else. I figured it had something to do with Isobel, so I asked how she was feeling,

"I don't know. Confused, I guess."

I gave her a sympathetic smile, "Unfamiliar feeling huh?

She shrugged, "A little."

We finally made it to the house, and she asked as we walked up to the door, "Hey, while I'm here, do you mind if I get some of my stuff?"

I nodded, "Sure, come on in."

I opened the door, and just as we stepped inside, we heard talking in the next room. I turned back to her as she said, "Maybe I should come tomorrow instead."

We nodded in agreement then said goodbye.

***Third Person's POV***

She closed the door behind her, smirking as she dialed her phone.

"Isobel." She said, "Update?"

***Next Morning***

On the day of the parade, Carol Lockwood was driving everyone insane, ordering them around. Stefan, fully dressed in his clothes from 1864, walked aimlessly until Damon walked up to him.

"Look at you all retro."

"What are you doing here?"

"Why wouldn't I be here? Bonnie deactivated the Gilbert invention, adoption papers are signed, Isobel is gone and it's Founder's Day!" He clapped a hand on his brother's shoulder, "I'm here to eat cotton candy and steal your girl."

"Don't start with me, Damon."

"Oh, you started this Stefan with that whole-" He began to mimic him, "'I'm insecure, leave Elena alone' speech. I'm enjoying that"

"As long as you heard it."

"Wait, huh? What?" He stopped his brief deaf charade with a laugh, "You have no sense of humor, Stefan."

"Actually I've no sense of 'Damon humor'." He said, starting to walk away.

Damon muttered the phrase to himself, then went back to Stefan, "Hey look, I get it, I get it. I'm the better, hotter, superior choice and you're scared now that Katherine is out of the picture, that I'm gonna turn all my attention to Elena. But don't worry, Elena is not Katherine."

Stefan nodded, "You're right, she's not."

But then they turned to see a curly haired, period-dressed Elena.

Irony bites.

After that blast from the past; Damon walked over to where Jeremy and Katy were talking, both of whom were dressed in period clothing. However, unlike Elena, Katy's gown had a bonnet and were more of a school uniform.

Jeremy was smiling and laughing, until he saw Damon coming. He stood up and started off,

"See ya Kate."

Damon gave a weird look between him and Katy, "Kate." He said, "Weird nickname."

"Still better then Katherine." She shrugged.

"Aside from the one we told you about, why do you hate the name?"

"I don't have a lot of Katherines to look up to." She explained, "The grandmother I'm named for was a crotchety old bitch, and your bitch doesn't help either."

"What about Katherine the Great?"

"You mean the woman who did it with a horse?"

"Alright, Katherine of Aragon?"

"No one remembers her."

"Katherine Howard?"

She gave him a look, "I rest my case."

He laughed, grabbing her hand and spinning her around, "Well, whatever your name is, you look great."

Katy tried to hold back a smile, "It's not bad. Could do without the layers in 100 degree weather, but yeah."

"Well you did it anyway."

"Just trying to stay in school," she shrugged, "keep my nose clean."

"Well, I for one am proud of your attempt, however forced it may be." He smiled, wrapping an arm around her, "Come on, let's get you to your confetti filled pumpkin."

Katy laughed as they walked arm in arm, then she saw Elena up ahead waiting for her, so she said goodbye and ran towards Elena.

Damon watched as they walked off together to the float, smirking when Elena looked over her shoulder at him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our stunning Miss Mystic Falls Court and their handsome escorts." Mrs. Lockwood announced as the float went by, "This is Caroline Forbes, Miss Mystic Falls!"

Everyone on the float was smiling and waving at the crowd, especially Caroline of course. Elena saw Bonnie in the crowd and waved to her, along with Stefan, that is before Damon stepped in front and waved himself.

He turned to look at her as she asked, "What do you want?"

"Just watching the parade." He replied, turning to the next float which she soon noticed had Katy on it.

"Mystic Falls Junior High School presents 'Students Through The Years'!"

The float had middle school kids in boy/girl pairs, dressed in school uniforms from each decade. At the top of the float was Katy and her partner dressed in 1860's garb; Katy saw Damon in the crowd and began grinning and waving at him, he waved back and then noticed Bonnie starting to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"Away from you."

"I wanna say something to you."

"Just leave me alone!"

"Thank you." She looked shocked for a moment, and then reverted back to her cold look; he continued, "The device that Emily spelled could have killed me. I don't take what you did lightly so… Thank you."

Her expression didn't change, "I did it for Elena."

"I know that, but I'm still very grateful. And… I owe you."

No response, "Enjoy the parade."

Later, Damon took Katy over to the Grill for dinner; during their wait for a table, Damon saw Elena walking in, so he went to greet her.

"I like you better like this." He referred to her casual clothes, "The period look, it… Didn't suit you."

She blinked her eyes in surprised, "Is that an insult?"

"Actually Elena, it's a compliment of the highest order." He smiled.

"Look, I know Stefan is worried about our… Friendship."

"Did he mention something to you too?"

"No, did he mention something to you?"

"No, nothing worth repeating."

She sighed, "So, I think you should stop with the flirty little comments and that eye-thing that you do."

"What eye thing?" He asked, purposely doing it.

"Don't make me regret being your friend okay?"

After her brief chat with Jeremy, if you could call it that, Elena walked over to where Katy was seated.

"Hey."

"Hey sweetie." She said, hugging the preteen, "You looked great out there."

"You did too." Katy said, "Thanks for helping me."

"No problem, just beware, it'll be ten times worse when you go to prom." Katy let out a short sarcastic scream, which Elena laughed at, "Hey, where's Dex, doesn't she live around here?"

Katy looked down at her feet, "She's not in town."

"Why what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Katy." Elena pleaded, sitting closer, "Please, talk to me."

***Katy's POV***

So I told her everything, about Dex and Joelle; as usual it felt great, getting it off my chest however, I expected the inevitable lecture at the end.

"Go ahead, tell me I was wrong." I said, "Tell me Joelle did the right thing."

Elena gave me a sympathetic smile, "No Katy. While it is better to tell someone, it's much harder to do then we think. I did the same with Jeremy."

"But-" I cleared my throat, "You're always so… You just seem to know what to do most of the time."

"Katy, this is hard, whether you know what to do or not." She said, wrapping her arms around me in a comforting manner, "I know I can get a little preachy, but it's because I care. All I see here is a girl who cares just as much, and maybe more. But caring take a little practice."

I half smiled, "Thanks M-Elena."

We hugged another moment or two before she pulled away, "Why don't you hang out with me and Stefan for a while? Take your mind off things."

"I don't wanna intrude-"

"Don't worry, he won't mind." She smiled, "We'd be happy to have you accompany us."

Later the three of us walked along, laughing and joking around with each other. Elena was right, Stefan was happy to have me there, but I still couldn't help but feel like I was intruding on their time together.

I mean, after you've spent days in a cellar and getting over homicidal tendencies, what's the first thing you want to do? I highly doubt it's cheer up a 13 year old girl.

But doesn't this mean I'm his niece technically? I wondered.

Soon enough though, Damon showed up, grabbing both Elena's hand and mine.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Saving your life. Fifteen words or less: Tomb vamps are here, Founding Families are their target." He let go of her hand, but kept hold of mine, saying to Stefan as he dragged me off, "Get her out of here, now!"

"Wait, where are you going?"

"That's more than fifteen words, Stefan."

"Where are we going?"

"I'm taking you to Ric, he'll protect you." I groaned, "You're a Founding Family member now girlie. you're not getting off the hook this time."

We soon came across Ric, who had a bag of weapons in his hands.

"Hey, you've got everything?"

"Just about. Where's this going down?"

"Everywhere." Damon replied, looking off in one direction, then turned back to us, "Get her someplace safe first, she's a target now."

Then he ran off.

Alaric and I wondered around, cautiously with our weapons at our sides. His weapon being a stake and mine my vervain blade.

But soon we looked around and saw a lot of people seemed to be having seizures, it was like a quarantine area, they were getting picked out by police and injected.

I realized it was all vampires and we both ran around looking for anyone we knew. We came by Stefan who was being comforted by Elena as he head in head in pain.

I ran ahead while Ric distracted the cop coming towards them, then he followed me.

"I don't know what happened, he just dropped."

"Yeah, he's not the only one." Ric said, helping us move Stefan, "The cops have gotten everyone who's gone down, injecting them with vervain."

"What?" But she paused, realizing, "They're rounding up the vampires."

I gulped, not bothering to stick around, running off to find Damon. I couldn't find him anywhere I looked and I was getting very frightened, until I heard Jeremy's voice.

"Katy!" He said, running up to me, looking just as frightened as I was, "They took Anna!"

"I can't find Damon!"

"Come on, let's go find them." He said, taking my hand and running off.

"Where could they be?" I yelled, "They could be dead by now!"

"We'll split up." He said, "You go left, I'll take right."

We nodded briefly to each other before racing into both directions. I turned a corner and saw Elena standing outside a building with Bonnie. I saw a distressed look on Elena's face, and figuring this was my best bet I ran towards them.

As I did, I saw Stefan burst out of the building with a very weak looking Damon. I ran faster, giving a glare to Bonnie as I flew by her, then checked to make sure Damon was okay.

***Third Person's POV***

The building was saved, the victims inside it were another story. They told the people it was wiring, and nothing more.

After Stefan spoke to Elena for a while, he walked out of the Grill to see Bonnie coming towards him.

"Oh, hey."

"Hey."

"You, uh, you just missed Elena."

"I was looking for you actually."

His interest peeked, "Oh."

"Elena is my best friend, and because she loves you, I couldn't let you or Damon die in that fire."

"I'm very grateful Bonnie, I hope you know that."

"I do." She assured, "But I hope you know that things have to change. Damon has to change."

"We both want the same thing."

"We both want to protect the people we care about. The difference is, for you, Damon is one of them. You saw what I was able to do tonight." she warned, "I know who I am now, and if Damon spills so much as one drop of innocent blood, I'll take him down. Even if I have to take you with him."

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that."

"Let's hope it doesn't."

Back at the Gilbert house, Elena came back, her bags filling her hands. When she got up the steps she saw Damon coming out of the house.

"What are you doing here?"

"Failed and feeble attempt at doing the right thing."

"Which was?"

He shook his head, "It's not important. Let me take this for you."

He took her things and gently set them aside.

"Thank you."

Damon awkwardly stepped closer, "You know, I came to this town wanting to destroy it. Tonight, I found myself wanting to protect it." He let out a sigh, "How does that happen? I'm not a hero, Elena. I don't do good. It's not in me."

"Maybe it is."

"Nah, it's reserved for my brother, my-" he smiled a little, shaking his head, "my daughter, and you... And Bonnie, who, even though she has every reason to hate me, still helped Stefan save me."

Elena tilted her head, "Why do you sound so surprised?"

"Because she did it for you." He said, now barely an inch away from her, "Which means that somewhere along the way, you decided that I was worth saving. And, I wanted to, thank you for that."

She took in a small breath, "You're welcome."

He leaned in closer, kissing her cheek; but as he pulled away, they locked eyes, slowly getting even closer than before until finally they were touching lips. They kissed slowly and steadily for another few seconds before Jenna opened the door, shocked by the sight.

"Hi." Elena whispered.

Jenna's face turned cold, "It's late, you should probably come inside."

She nodded to her, gathered her things, and walked inside. Damon briefly touched his lips as he walked towards his car, where Katy sat in front, looking very somber.

When he got in the driver's side, he noticed her expression; he snapped his fingers in front of her face making her come back to reality.

Katy turned to him, a small tear streak dried up on the side of her face. Damon gave her a sympathetic smile as he hugged her tightly.

"That was a really stupid move; coming after me with Jeremy."

She laughed, though it was slightly muffled, "Yeah, kinda."

He smiled, pulling away to look at her as he held her face in his hands, "I'm proud of you."

"You already said that."

"it's worth repeating." He smirked, but then he genuinely smiled, "I love you girlie."

Katy grinned, showing all her teeth and accenting her deeply dimpled cheeks, "I love you too, Dad."

They hugged again, even tighter then before.

"'Pine! 'Pine!" Her muffled voice said.

He pulled away, "Sorry." He turned on the ignition, smirking at her, "Katherine Hepburn."

She thought for a moment, "Greatest actress of all time?... I can live with that."

They laughed driving home.

"Can I help?" John asked, referring to the dishes.

She looked at his hand briefly, "Sure." then took a knife and sliced his fingers off.

John howled in pain as she pushed him up against the sink, "Katherine?!"

Her eyes turned red and veins appeared on her smirking face, "Hello, John. Goodbye, John."

Then she stabbed him.

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