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Damon followed Charlotte home- and then demanded to be let inside the house. She swore at him-, making his swear and Lee, who was passing by, look at her in surprise.

Damon eyed Lee.

"Quit that, dickhead," Charlotte snarled at him.

"I'm merely making sure that my little sister is well cared for. And Stefan wishes to ask you an important question," Damon smirked at the end of his little crappy speech.

"Right. Well if he can manage to put one foot in front of the other and walk over here, then I'll be welcome to answer it. Now, leave," Charlotte snapped.

That made Damon only smirk more.

"Of course. And by the way, that pink bow is up for grabs. It might make your mood lighten to have such a girly accessory," he laughed.

"Why don't you wear it then, it might sweeten you up and you could finally get a girlfriend?" Charlotte asked him, feigning sweetness and innocence in her voice.

Damon lost his smile.

"Oh believe me, little sister, there is no shortage of women."

"But just not the ones that you want," Charlotte snorted. "I recall that you used to climb through every woman in the town's house back in Florence."

"I still do that. And don't worry, I never told father that you sneaked out when you were fifteen to go drinking with your friends."

Charlotte gasped. Nobody was meant to see that! How could he know?!

"How did you know that?!"

"I saw you sneak out of your room. I kept an eye on you as I wanted to make sure that you weren't sneaking out to meet boys- it may surprise you to learn that I did not want my only sister to become the town whore. I carried you back when you were too drunk to walk, my sweet. I'm surprised you don't remember that," Damon smirked.

"You..." Charlotte breathed. Urgh, so Damon had a hold over her all along back then! When she was fifteen, she got so angry about Katherine that she had gone out with her friends and got drunk. Charlotte hadn't exactly regretted it back then- and of course, she certainly didn't now- but she hadn't wanted anyone to know. Stefan would have told their father, and if Katherine had found out? God, she'd be murdered! But in a way Charlotte was glad that it was Damon who had found her back then; he knew what their father was like, and he knew what he would have been like if he had found that his little girl had been drinking!

"Yes, it was rather a hassle getting you into the house, but luckily you don't weigh much so it was okay in the end," Damon laughed.

"Why didn't you tell father?" Charlotte asked suspiciously. It wasn't like Damon to be gracious and considerate- especially not back then.

A small smile was left on his lips.

"Because you're my sister. And I lo- like you very much, no matter how much we argue."

And with that, he kissed her forehead and disappeared.

Charlotte was left speechless.

Did Damon just tell her that he liked her? Or did he somehow knock her out and let her imagine it? He couldn't have been away to say 'love' could he? Any type of love, even family love, wasn't Damon's thing- and neither was it hers.

And Klaus was planning on killing them. Could she allow it? Or should she...do something?

But she couldn't, could she? There's nothing anyone can ever do to kill an Old One.

But a thought occurred to Charlotte- there, as she stood on the doorstep of her house- that there were people out there that knew how to kill an Old One.

And then she remembered.

One of them was her ex boyfriend!

Jake was an Old One! He could help her! And they had ended on very good terms, he wouldn't be too bothered if she came to see him again. Their relationship had been amazing, but they had both agreed that it was a fling- but they had liked each other.

Or at least, he had liked her, haha- Charlotte thought. But no, she had liked him.

"Charlotte?"

She blinked back into the present, and turned her head to Lee, who was -whoo- half-naked! More blinking ensued, his six-pack was goooooooood.

"Charlotte? Er, are you gonna stand there all day?" he asked, noticing with a little bit of pleasure mixed with embarrassment that Charlotte was staring at his naked torso.

"Uh, no, I wasn't planning on it," she managed to turn her head away and slammed the door shut.