Well guys here's the second part to chapter 7! I managed to get it out a week later, props to me! As always shout out to my beta reader, she's the best, dearlyfantastical5511. Thanks for reading, you guys are seriously my favorite people in the world.

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Chapter 7 part two

"What in the hell happened Alba?" Stefan snapped angrily as he squirmed against his restraints for the thousandth time. He's back to being his douchy ripper self, but that didn't fool me. I could see the softness in his eyes every time he looked at me. He was still my Steffy.

"Well you were compelled to turn your emotions off after you foolishly fell in love with that doppelganger…again." I gave him a look as I grabbed a nearby chair and straddled it. "Haven't you ever heard that those who fail to learn from history are doomed to repeat it?" I tsk'd shaking my head as he growled lowly in response.

"You know that's not what I meant?" He sneered, the veins under his eyes darkening momentarily before he's turning his head towards the wall. I sighed as I stood walking over to bend down in front of him. Luckily, Lexi dragged Elena out of here hours ago, so she didn't have to witness Stefan and I's interaction.

"Stefan look at me," I demanded looking over his timeless features as he clenched his jaw, "Hey," I demanded softly grabbing his face to turn it towards mine. The veins are still present as are his fangs, but that's not what bothered me. It's the obvious discomfort he has being around me. He was trying his hardest not to lash out and bite me, but it's a struggle for him. "You are still the same Stefan to me, you always have been and you always will be."

"No, the Stefan you knew is gone. He died a long time ago." Stefan finally broke lunging at me, but not getting very far. I didn't even flinch as his face stopped centimeters from my own. I simply sighed and flick one of his fangs in annoyance.

"Stop. Bad Stefan." I scolded holding back laughter at his surprised expression as I shuffled back to my chair.

"You've changed." He commented scrutinizing me as his thoughts ran rapid.

"So have you." I shrugged slinging my arms over the back of the chair to get comfortable. I watched him nodded softly as he mauls over my words.

"How old were you?" It's the one question I knew he would ask, but I was hoping he would have game me more time to think of my answer. I lifted my eyes from the floor so I can meet Stefan's gaze when I told him. "I don't remember."

"I was ten when you left." I told him, straightening my shoulders more for my benefit than his. "It was three months after mom sent you away that she was murdered and I completed my transition into Buffy the freaking Vampire Slayer." I tried my best to laugh it off, but I can tell that Stefan doesn't find it amusing. He can see right through my bullshit.

"Danny?" He asked softly. I blow out a shaky breath as I got a hold of myself.

"That's what I need to talk to you about."

Lexi POV

"What is she doing here, Lexi? How does she even know Stefan?" Elena asked for the tenth time in the thirty seconds since we stepped out of the room. Good god, I can finally see why Alba can't stand her. "Lexi…"

"Elena!" I snapped holding up my hands to get her to shut up. "I will explain, but not here. Okay?" I watched her open her mouth only to close it when I gave her a threatening glare. She nodded in consent as I guided us out of the dingy tunnels into the open air. I led us to a lone bench in the middle of town square.

"So how does she know Stefan? I thought she didn't know anyone, but it seems like she knows everyone." Elena stated a little bitterly as I have to refrain from rolling my eyes at her obvious jealousy.

"Listen, a few years ago, before you and before Mystic Falls, Stefan took some time away from every one. He needed time to think."

"I still don't understand what that has to do with Alba?" Elena questioned trying to piece the situation together in her mind, "I mean none of this makes sense."

"Stefan told me that he almost slipped while he was away. He was hunting in the woods and I don't mean the furry little bunnies he's so adamant on eating."

"He was hunting…people?" Elena swallowed the imaginary lump in her throat as she tried to process this. Oh if only she knew half of what I do.

"Technically no, but he smelled a hiker while he was out there and he just couldn't control himself. That was until he came across a little girl."

"Oh my god," Elena whispers closing her eyes already imagining the worst, which I can't blame the girl. Stefan's done some despicable things in his lifetime, but what vampire hasn't?

"He told me that when he found her, she was alone and crying in the woods. She had long curly hair dark as night and the iciest blue eyes he had only ever seen on one other person in his life…" I trailed off watching Elena's wheels turning before realization dawns on her face.

"Damon," she breathed out in shock. Her eyes widen as she finally connects the dots. "Damon is-"

"Alba's father, yes," I finished the sentence for her when I can clearly see she can't do it herself.

"But it's impossible, right? It can't be possible he's a vampire!" Elena tried to reason jumping to any conclusion she can to make this not real.

"That's what Stefan thought too. However, it was this shocking resemblance that had Stefan forgetting about the hiker and helping Alba instead."

"I can't believe I'm hearing this right now." Elena is still in a state of shock as she listens to me.

"He said once her hand found his, it was like everything, the blood lust, the cravings; it all just died away. The only thing that mattered was making sure she was safe. He couldn't explain it, until weeks later when he found out the truth. Alba's mother was a witch, a very powerful one at that, so when she and Damon were together…"

"They got Alba, I get it," Elena buts in nodding her head finally coming down from her shock.

"It also explains Stefan's undying need to protect Alba. She is, after all, his niece." I told her trying to get it through her skull. "Stefan looked over Alba and her mom for two years. He became her big brother and her mother's guardian angel."

"So what happened?" Elena asked drawing her eyebrows together in confusion.

"I wish I knew. I only know a little from what I could piece together from Alba over the years, but she never gave much away." I finished watching Elena sit back speechless as she processes everything.

"I have to tell Damon."

"What's wrong with Danny?" Stefan is instantly alert, his ripper façade finally crumbling. "And who killed your mother. Alba I don't understand." He demanded to know, a little of his old self showing through.

"It doesn't matter about my mother or me. I can handle that situation. Right now, I need you to pull your shit together and help me find a cure for Danny. She's sick Stefan. She has cancer and as much as I would love to sit here and talk about your problems. I can't." I stand in a huff as I start to pace the small room.

"Why haven't you given her your blood? You know it will heal her." He stated it like I'm the most pathetic excuse for a sister to come into his life.

"I've tried that Stefan. I've given her my blood, vampire's blood, original blood!" I hissed turning an icy glare on him that even has ripper Stefan looking away.

"How did you get original blood?" I rolled my eyes at his blatant curiosity and lack of focus on the bigger picture.

"It took me six months but that's not the point. The point is I am running out of time and I've ran out of options." I growled clenching my fists so tight I break the skin drawing blood. I see Stefan's nostrils flare as he caught my scent. "Calm down kujo." I snapped showing him my already healing palm. He quickly calms down having the decency to look ashamed.

"Turn her." It's two of the simplest words he has ever said to me, yet they make me cringe.

"I can't." I mumbled still pacing thinking of every possible way out of this.

"Why not?"

"I've already tried to get her to turn, she doesn't want to." I sighed running a hand through my curly mane.

"Ahhh," Stefan hummed watching me walk with a hidden smirk on his face. Great, ripper Stefan is back. He's about to give me whiplash with his emotions. "So baby sister would rather die than spend another year with you." I froze mid step, my body going frigid. "That must hurt that she would rather go through agonizing pain than be with you." And to twist the knife further he continued with a laugh. "Or maybe she's waiting for her big sister to find a way to save her. But poor little Danny is going to die because her sister is a useless idiotic fool." He chortled leaning back in his chair as my heart stops beating. "Maybe I should do everyone a favor and kill her n-"before he has time to finish his statement I'm wrist deep in his chest.

"I'm sorry Steffy, I don't think I heard you correctly." I gritted squeezing his heart with each word. His face is contorted in massive pain and I grin at how much I enjoy it. "Do you see how easy it is for me to flip my own switch Stefan?" I asked him when he finally locked eyes with me. I match his uncontrollable rage with my own. I get down so my mouth is leveled with his ear. "Now imagine what will happen if Danny dies. I will rip this town and everyone living here to the ground and there will be nothing you can do to stop it." I whispered relinquishing his heart and wiping my hand clean on his shirt. "Danny is my only priority. No one else matters and that includes you." I deadpan when he looked up at me through confused eyes probably fighting on what he wanted to feel. "Good-bye Stefan." I twist on my heel and exist through the large metal door only to find Elena on the other side.

"Alba." She stated breathlessly looking around me to a silent Stefan.

"Elena." I replied blankly side stepping her completely. I quickly propel down the tunnel ignoring Elena's stare. I take a huge gulp of fresh air when I break through the surface taking my time to catch my breath. I shiver at what I just did to Stefan. I was so…ruthless. It was like everything just snapped inside of me, I felt absolutely nothing. Nothing at all.

I jumped when I felt my pocket vibrate. I run a tired hand over my face before answering whoever thinks their time is supposed to mean something to me.

"What?" I asked rather emotionless. No time like the present to be a bitch.

"Aw you were so cheerful the last time I saw you, what could have changed in the last three hours?" Damon's cocky tone assaults my ears as I rested my forehead against the brick wall in front of me.

"Wouldn't you like to know," I sighed pushing myself to a standing position. "I'm assuming you're calling for a reason."

"Hmm," he hummed clearly aware that something more is going on. "Your buddy Mason and I are about to explore some hidden tunnels and I could use some back up."

"Call Alaric," I deadpan walking into the waning sunlight. The decorations are all done and everyone is home getting ready for the festivities.

"He's still pissed at me." Damon argued half-heartedly, "plus you know Mason so he'll be more inclined not to seal me down here if you're with me."

"I told you already, I'm not looking for revenge." I perked up at the familiar voice I've missed so much.

"Listen we are at the Lockwood Ce-"

"I'm on my way." I hung up quickly already running through town to find them.

Its dusk by the time I jogged down the steps to the old Lockwood Cellar. It's exactly where Mason told me it would be. It's also exactly how I pictured it to be. I walked through the empty rooms full of broken chains and cobwebs until I find a gaping hole in one of the walls. I poke my head through only to be met with darkness.

"Do I venture into the creepy tunnel like every horror movie ever made or turn around like a smart girl would?"

"Mason!" Damon's strained voice brings me from my thoughts as I sigh.

"Well I guess that makes my decision for me." I quickly climbed over the fallen stone and slowly make my way through the pitch black tunnels. Luckily, my vampy senses are tingling so I can see almost as well now as I can in the daylight.

"MASON!" Damon hollered again sounding closer than last time.

"Marco!" I yelled back smirking to myself as I pictured Damon's eye roll.

"Alba! Be careful! There are booby traps everywhere!" He yelled as I rounded the corner to find him with multiple stakes protruding from his body. "Thanks for finally showing up." He deadpans once he spotted me. "Mind giving me a hand?"

"Nope." I chuckled leaning casually against the dirt wall taking in his current state. "Damn that looks like it hurts." I commented in amusement.

"It does," he grits glaring daggers at me. "One of them is also scraping my heart so if you would please." He gestured to the stakes as I rolled my eyes but consent nonetheless.

"Where's Mason?" I asked ripping out the stake scratching his heart. He grunted loudly fidgeting under the pain.

"He ran after I was caught," he groaned as I pull a stake out of his leg. I hummed in response ripping out another one. I could feel him watching me as I work.

"What?" I asked sparing him a glance before I yank the last stake out freeing him.

"Thank you," He responded still giving me that look that I couldn't decipher. I shrugged avoiding his gaze.

"You're welcome. We should probably go," I told him to which he nodded as we both turn to leave. However, I stumbled over my feet when I found a familiar figure standing in front of us.

"Alba, what's wrong?" Damon asked moving around me to see the reason for my loss of motor functions. I'm shocked, I can't find it in me to move, but I can find the strength to utter one word. "Mom?"

Damon's POV

"Alexandra," I greeted subtly sending a look Alba's way. She looked absolutely terrified and lost. It made my heart clench at the grief now covering her usual snarky face.

"Damon," she nodded, gracing me with a small smile that would make anyone feel lucky to receive it. I almost forgot how Alex could make you feel like the most important person in the world. She looked exactly how I remember with the same thick honey brown hair that fell in glossy waves down her back. Her big brown doe eyes that I see mirrored in Danny and the same exotic dark complexion Alba has now. It sent a new wave of memories crashing through me at the time we spent together. "Alba."

"Mom, what are you doing here?" I pried my eyes from Alex, stunned at the lack of emotion in Alba's voice. One would think that seeing their dead mother would be quite emotional yet here Alba is not even batting an eyelash.

"Honey, I'm so sorry." Alex began taking a small step forward only to have Alba take one step back. I watched the pair in mild fascination. "Alba please just let me explain."

"You knew, didn't you?" Alba stared intently at her mother, anger lacing her words. "You knew from the moment you had me that something like this was going to happen."

"I didn't know that it would happen so soon. I thought I had more time Alba to prepare you. I didn't think he would come so soon." Alex pleaded, peaking my curiosity further.

"You should have told me. I could have protected you and you know that." Alba fired back really heated up now. I wiped a hand over my mouth to hide my smirk. She looked just like her mother.

"Honey," Alex shook her head sadly, her eyes betraying her calm façade. "We both know I had to die for you to be free."

"I'm not free mother." Alba stated making my eyes widen in slight shock at how familiar that sounds. "I know you would like to believe that, but it's a lie. We both know I'm not making it out of this alive."

"What are you talking about Alba?" Alex shook her head as the question fell from her lips. I'm very aware that I'm moving closer to Alba with each passing second like some unknown force is going to jump out of the shadows.

"Danny is sick mom, she's dying."

"I know," Alex answered sadly nodding her head, "but there's nothing you can do for her Alba."

"There is something I can do for her." Now that statement has me pulling up short as Alex and I shared the same confused look.

"Alba, what are you going to do?" Alex asked soothingly trying her best not to anger Alba further.

"You'll find out soon enough, both of you will." Alba said turning dark eyes on me. I felt myself recoil at the emptiness filling her eyes. It's almost like she flipped a switch of her own, but this was different. At least with a vampire you could see some semblance of an emotion at all times, but with Alba I saw nothing.

"Baby whatever you plan to do…you can't do it." Alex pleaded throwing a desperate look my way. She obviously wanted me to help, but what could I say to her? Hey I know we don't get along and you hate my guts, but you should really listen to your mother? Yeah that would go over well. "It's Danny's destiny to die Alba just like it's your destiny to save these people." Alex said gesturing to the surface and the people in Mystic Falls. "I mean do you really want them to die? Caroline Forbes the bubbly cheerleader that has bigger dreams than this town, or the Bennett witch that puts her life on the line time and time again because she knows it's the right thing to do. What about Stefan, Alba?"

"What about Stefan?" I couldn't help myself as I blurted the question out drawing their attentions.

"Alba's the only one that can save him and so far she's done a pretty bang up job." Alex stated giving her daughter a reprimanding look like everything is Alba's fault.

"So you came back to tell me that I'm doing a crappy job. Well thanks mom; real sweet of you to come back and give me a progress report." Alba bit barreling past us as she tried to make a break for it. "If you'll excuse me, I have to go get drunk now."

"Alba Salvatore Martinez, don't you dare turn your back on me!" Alex roared shaking the already fragile walls of the tunnels. I sit back stunned at the use of Alba's full name. She was named after me, after my family. Alba is a Salvatore.

"No you turned your back on me!" Alba screamed actually causing the tunnels to implode in various spots. I shielded my head at the onset of dirt falling around me. "I needed you! I needed someone to take care of me! While you were off willingly sacrificing yourself so I could turn into this, I was being a mother to Danny, trying to get through school, trying to pay bills, and trying to keep us alive! So no, Mom, I don't give two fucks about what happens to these people! They don't notice when I sacrifice everything to keep their precious doppelgänger alive or when I step in to clean up their mess!" She turned accusing eyes on me as I suddenly felt a burning in my head. I groaned falling to my knees in agony as white-hot lava flows through my veins; like I'm was being burned from the inside out.

"Alba stop this right now!" I vaguely heard Alex yell, but it's hard to concentrate. I'd never felt anything like this before. I listened to someone screaming in pain before I realized that it's me. Then when I'd just about to tumbled into the black hole, filling up my vision the pain stops and everything goes back to normal. I let out a ragged breath as I slowly climbed to my feet to assess the damage. I'm shocked when I find nothing out of the ordinary. Alex is standing next to me white as a ghost as she stared at Alba who is snug against no one other than Mason Lockwood.

"What in the hell was that?" I growled glaring at the close proximity of Mason and Alba. Both are oblivious to my hateful stare as they find comfort in each other making me want to murder Mason for the second time.

"Damon listen to me." Now it's Alex that is turning me toward her and away from the scene in front of me. "I don't have much time." I tensed when she takes my face in both of her hands so I have no choice, but to stare at her. Her eyes are filled with worry and fear. "No matter what happens Damon, you need to take care of Alba. Do you understand me? She is your daughter, I don't know how, but I know it's true and so do you. You cannot let her lose herself Damon. She is your responsibility now."

Wait, Alex, I can't take-"however before I could finish my sentence Alex had vanished leaving me on my own. I stared at the space she once occupied for a minute longer before spinning around and finding a sour faced Mason Lockwood. "Where's Alba?" I asked stalking towards him imagining ripping his heart out for the second time.

"She had to leave; it's none of your concern." Mason had the gall to proclaim as I gaped at him. Why does everyone think they can speak to me any way they please? Do they forget just who the hell they are speaking to? "Listen I'm sorry," Mason held up his hands nodding his head in apology. "But we don't have the time to talk about Alba right now. Come on, follow me." He says walking away not bothering to check if I'm following him. But my curiosity gets the best of me as I run after him.

"How exactly do you know her?" I couldn't help myself as the question came out of my mouth. I had to know their story. Mason just chuckled shaking his head as he lifted the lantern higher so he could see.

"We met in South Carolina, I was surfing, and she was just there one morning waiting for me after I caught a few waves. She said she knew what I was and that she could help me control it. After that we became really close and the rest is history." He shrugged like that answer is enough for me.

"So she just found you?" I scoffed shoving past him to find my own way. "That sounds like a bunch of bull crap to me." I told him spinning around so I'm in his face.

"Believe what you want Damon, but let me tell you something that may help you in the future." I rose my eyebrows and crossed my arms not believing for a second he has valuable information for me.

"What is that?" I smirked cocking my head to the side in amusement.

"Don't for a second underestimate Alba, Damon. No matter what you do she will always be three steps ahead." Mason finished officially silencing me as I glare at him. "But there's one other thing you should know…"

"So how did you know Mason?" Rebecca asked pouring us another shot. After I bailed on the family reunion, I ran straight to Rebecca's and practically dragged her with me to a seedy bar located just outside Mystic Falls. What can I say? I needed a quick fix.

"I met Mason a few years back. I was in South Carolina helping a pack of wolves being hunted by vampires at the time. They mentioned a Lockwood that would most likely be a valuable asset in our fight so I found him."

"Ah and that's how you two became friends." Rebecca filled in for me as I take a shot and nodded.

"That it is. After we killed the vampires, Mason came back with me for a few weeks and helped me take care of Danny." I traced the rim of my glass in quiet thought as I think about those short weeks he was with us. It was one of the few times in my life I didn't have to sleep with one eye open.

"You loved him, didn't you?" Rebecca whispered, her eyes burning a hole into my head.

"I loved what he gave me."

"What did he give you?" She asked pouring herself a glass of the house's finest whiskey.

"Security," I said quickly downing my glass and pouring another. "So how's your progress with Stefan coming?" I asked turning the attention on her. She gives me a look, but humors me as she started to blab about how he isn't responding to her advances. "Well he does have his switch flipped." I pointed out catching the eye of the bartender across the room. He's cute in a scruffy kind of way.

"Yes, but he had his emotions off the last time we met as well." She pouted resting her head in her hands. "It's that Trollope doppelgänger, I know it."

"Probably," I smirked winking at the bartender when he raised his glass in greeting. "But do you know what will help?" I mused, turning slightly glassy eyes on the blonde next to me.

"What?" She smiled when I pushed the bottle of whiskey toward her.

"Large amounts of alcohol and that right there." I said pointing towards the sexy bartender that is now checking out Rebecca. I watched as she licks her lips and turn excited eyes my way.

"I knew there was a reason I didn't kill you." She grinned pouring us another round. I chuckled holding up my shot glass.

"To the broken-hearted and lost souls!" I toast rather loudly as a few heads turn our way.

"Huzzah!" Rebecca surprised me by saying as we clink glasses before downing them.

"May tonight be full of surprises!" I shouted getting a round of cheers from the patrons of the bar. I laughed with Rebecca as we poured shot after shot, but I had no idea how right we would be.

Damon's POV

The burning sensation currently trailing down my throat is a welcomed feeling as I poured more bourbon. After Mason led me to the vampire proof cave, he conveniently disappeared leaving me to beg Alaric to come meet me. He did, but now we are left with more questions than we went in to the situation with. I fell into one of the plush chairs near the fireplace as I contemplated the options we have. We needed to get rid of the Originals and this cave might just be the ticket. However, I'm off the clock tonight so I intend to take full advantage of the peace and quiet.

"Alba is your daughter!" I sighed as Elena's voice cut through the quiet like a knife. I calmly put my glass on the table before standing up to face the very pissed off Gilbert.

"Well hello to you too Elena," I gave her an emotionless smile as I moved around the room. "Don't you look ravishing tonight."

"Cut the crap Damon. How long have you known about Alba?" Elena is quick to deflect my compliments as she proceeded to interrogate me. "Is she really your daughter?"

"Who knows Elena! A girl comes into town one day claiming to be my daughter, excuse me if I find it a little hard to believe." I shrugged it off leaning one arm against the wall as I watched her maul over my words. It's amazing how stunning she can make jeans and a t-shirt look.

"But she looks and acts exactly like you! How could you not check into it?" She fumed stomping over to me letting me know she means business. I rolled my eyes already bored with this conversation.

"Because I'm a vampire meaning I can't procreate."

"Her mother was a witch, was she not?" Elena asked with a hint of jealousy behind her words.

"Careful Elena, you're starting to sound a little jealous." I whispered taking a step forward so I'm in her personal space. I could see the way her body tenses up and the nervous hitch in her breath when I cup her face in one of my hands.

"I-I'm not jealous, I just-"she paused as she sent a fleeting glance to my lips before returning to my eyes. "I just want to know what she is to you." She whispered, her breath fanning over my lips causing a shiver of anticipation to crawl down my spine.

"She's nothing to me," I whispered back with no thought put into my answer. It's hard to concentrate when Elena's perfectly sculpted lips are inches from my own.

"Damon I-"

When I walk in the spot (yeah), this is what I see (ok)
Everybody stops and they staring at me
I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it, show it, show it, show it

"You have to be kidding me," I growled throwing my head back as Elena jumped away from me like I set her on fire.

I'm sexy and I know it

"What?" I snapped into the phone glancing at Elena who is patting down her hair and glancing towards the door like it's going to sprout wings and fly away.

"Is this Damon Salvatore?" I rolled my eyes at the buffoon on the other end of the line.

"This would be him. What can I do for you?" I asked walking over to my glass of bourbon and taking a long sip.

"Listen, I have a girl here that has no business driving herself home and she said to call you. Her name is, uh hold on." I furrowed my eyebrows as I listened to the conversation in the background.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Itsh Alsha, whosh that?" I groaned when I hear Alba's light and giggly voice on the other end.

"It's Damon Salvatore. You asked me to call him."

"WHAT!? No I ashked yoush to call Shtefan." I wiped a hand down my face as Elena sends me a curious look. I just shake my head as I mouth wrong number.

"Hang up on him now." I bit back a smirk at how hard she had to work not to slur her words.

"Listen can you just come get her? We are closing the bar down and if you don't get here soon, I'll have no choice but to let her go with one of these guys here." The man on the phone said instantly making my eyes darken.

"What bar?" I growled already ripping apart anyone that touches a hair on Alba's head in my mind.

"O' Malloy's, it's-"

"I know where it is, I'll be there soon." I hung up the phone and started towards the door wanting to get there as soon as possible.

"Damon where are you going?" Elena yelled from behind me as I spun around having forgotten she was there.

"I have an errand to run, I'll be back." I told her shrugging on my leather jacket.

"Well can't it wait; I really think we need to talk." She said widening her dark eyes making me curse to myself. "Damon?" She asked walking over to take my hand in hers. I stared down at out entertained fingers in awe before returning my gaze to hers. "Please stay," she whispered making me melt on the inside.

"Okay it can wait," I said grinning when a wide smile splits her face. I followed obediently as she leads me back to the parlor, but not before sending a quick glance towards the door. Even though I couldn't be happier that Elena wants me to stay, I couldn't help the dread that is filling my stomach at what I just did.

Alba POV

"Alright girl this is the end of the line." The burly man that reminded me of lumberjack barked as he shoves me roughly out the door. I felt myself stumble on the loose gravel covering the empty parking lot as I tried to stay upright. Thank god I decided to wear my chucks instead of those god awful heels Rebecca insisted I try on.

"Well shanks," I slurred starting my long walk back to Mystic Falls. Rebecca left hours ago with the bartender, not that I minded at the time, I was too busy drowning my sorrows with Jack. I sighed as I try my best to walk in a straight line and not fall in a ditch on the side of the road. I had high hopes that Damon would take pity on me and come get me, but I should have known better. The only thing Damon cares about is his precious doppelgänger. "Bitch," I mumbled to myself as a horn honked startling me from my thoughts.

"Hey honey, you need a ride?" I stopped and take a deep breath as I looked to the semi now waiting beside me. I stood on my tip toes to see the large man inside with a mischievous grin turning up his lips.

"No shanks, I'm shgood," I waved him off as I started down the road again. It's a clear night with a cool breeze that has my shirt flying up to reveal my thin stretch of stomach. I can feel the goose bumps that pepper my skin from where the trucker's hungry gaze lingers.

"Come on sugar! Just tell me where you're going and I'll make sure you get there." The man goaded slowing the semi down until he's parked in the middle of the road. I could feel my fight or flight instincts kick in when I heard his driver's side door slam shut followed shortly by him appearing around the front of the semi. He's much larger than I initially thought, at least six-foot with a good three hundred pounds on him. He has a beard that could use a good shaving and light eyes that are drinking me in as he approached me. "You will be in good hands darling." He smiled causing a sneer to turn up my lips.

"The ashwer ish no, I'm shure yoush hearsh that plenty of times." I glared turning my back on him and continuing down the road. That, right there was my first mistake.

"Now where do you think you're going?" He growled as a meaty hand clamps on my upper arm spinning me around so fast I think I may vomit. Damn you Jack! I swayed on my feet as I started to see three of the man standing in front of me. "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone?" The man cooed tucking a stray curl behind my ear as I pushed the rolling in my stomach down. I wanted to rip myself away from this man and rip his head off, but it seems my strength has suddenly disappeared.

"You're lucky I'm drunksh," I slurred using my free hand to swing at him. However, he's quick to see it coming as he caught my wrist easily trapping me to his chest. I gaged as the stench of beer and cheap cologne filled my nostrils. I thought I might actually throw up now.

"Oh should I be scared of you?" The man taunted as he brought his gnarly face closer to mine as I struggled against his hold. I could feel his hot breath fanning over my lips as he comes closer making me panic for just a moment, but the moment is short-lived as a voice interrupts us.

"No mate, but you should be very afraid of me." The man stills centimeters from my face as he finally registered that we aren't alone anymore. Before I have time to think, the man has released me spinning around so fast that it makes me dizzy just watching him.

"Just who in the hell are you!?" The trucker howled making me shake my head as I caught sight of a familiar head of blonde curls and baby blues that are looking deathly right now.

"I believe the right question is what in the hell am I?" Klaus chuckled lowly as he takes a step in the man's direction. He looked anything but friendly as he looked the man over from head to toe in disgust. "And what I am going to do to you?" He smiled threateningly like a hunter stalking his prey.

"Listen I'm sorry, you can have her." The man answered terrified as he took three steps back holding up his hands in surrender. "See! Here! Take her!" The man yelled grabbing me before I have time to react and shoving me in Klaus's direction. I heard Klaus growl low in his throat, but I'm more worried about the fact that I'm falling face first onto the concrete. Shit there goes my face, I thought closing my eyes and waiting for the impact. Only, it never comes as I'm suddenly being lifted through the air.

"Well love I have to say you and I really need to stop meeting like this." Klaus laughed as he tucked me against his firm chest allowing me enough space to lay my head on his shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered playing with the collar of his Henley that always looked good on him.

"Well I got a call from a very drunk Rebecca telling me that if I wanted to see you alive that I needed to get back to Mystic Falls as soon as possible. I thought she was joking…" he trailed off as I felt his eyes slide over my now shaking form. Okay, maybe I'm not immune to all emotions, sue me. "Are you alright Alba?" Klaus asked, his voice holding a gentleness I would never expect from someone like him. I could feel my lip start to tremble as everything from the day hit me like a boulder, but I nodded and buried my head in his neck. I felt his arms tighten around me as he cradled me closer to his torso. I don't even know what the hell happened to the trucker, hopefully Klaus disposed of his ass, but right now I didn't care. I could feel myself dozing off as Klaus walked us back to the bar. It's really hard not to considering how comfortable he is.

"Hey Klaus," I murmured unconsciously nuzzling his neck with my nose. A fact that I'm sure I'll remember and regret in the morning.

"Yes love," he answered, his voice making his chest vibrate causing a small smile to grace my lips.

"I'm really glad you were the one to save me tonight." I didn't expect a reply from him so I'm not surprised when I don't receive one. However, I think I caught him say one word right before I'm consumed in darkness.

"Always."

Alright ladies and gents, I'm going to let you all decide what I do with the next chapter. I can either A. make an original chapter that revolves around her and Klaus with some of the actual episode mixed in or B. I can just follow the episodes as they go and Klaus can just wait his turn with Alba. It's up to you guys so review, comment, message me. Let me know soon! As always you guys are lovely and the bees knees!