Author's Note: : ( so I've noticed I'm not getting many reviews for the story lately I really hope I still have my readers…remember reviews are inspiring and they'll help me update faster! Sorry for the late update I did make this chapter extra long for you though. So the next chapter is going to be the big showdown! Send me a review with what you think is going to happen…I'm curious!
Sidebar: if any of you were wondering the sex scene with Rose and Damon has NOT occurred. I don't know if I was clear about that in the first chapter! But now you know!
Vanessa
Chapter 9: Captured
Klaus waltzed into the mansion with a smirk. He was happy with himself. He considered taking her while she slept but playing with her a little more sounded fun. He entered the living room to find Quinn and Marques talking quietly.
"Klaus wants to break the curse within a few days and we aren't even fully prepared….we don't even know if there are werewolves in this blasted town." Quinn stated with a little frustration.
"The Lockwood's." Klaus claimed as he gracefully sat down in a leather chair. He was angered that they would talk behind his back like that. They immediately shut up. "The Lockwood's have the werewolf gene, all we have to do is set off the trigger."
"Klaus…we didn't hear you come in." Marques commented nervously.
"Of course you didn't…the both of you know better than to doubt me." He growled. "Finding the sacrifice is the least of our worries…it's the moonstone that I want!"
Marques stood and poured Klaus a drink and brought it to him. "Katerina has the moonstone, sir…all we need to is find her." His voice trembled in the presence of his elder. He was surprised Klaus didn't kill him after his past with Katerina.
Klaus' brow furrowed. "And Katerina is sneaky. She won't be found unless she wants to…years of experience in searching for her has told me that." He sipped his bourbon.
Quinn smiled. "You don't need to worry Klaus, Katerina will show herself soon." He said casually, not realizing how he insulted him.
Klaus jumped up and in less than a second had Quinn pinned to the wall by his throat, his feet dangling in the air. "How many times have I told you not to read my mind, Quinn?" he bellowed, his forehead growing ridges and fangs dangerously long.
"M-many times, sir…I'm sorry I insulted you." He sputtered out, knowing that all Klaus had to do was squeeze a little harder and head would be severed from his neck. Klaus dropped him abruptly and unceremoniously walked back to grab his drink.
"Katerina isn't my main concern right now." He claimed, sipping slowly as his face fell back into beautiful mask.
Marques' head looked to him sharply. "She isn't?" he tired to keep the bite off his tone.
Klaus locked his hypnotizing green eyes on him. "Marques…" he drawled like talking to a child. "I know she used you and you're angry, but bitterness doesn't look good on you." He teased with a smirk. Klaus continued. "Elena….she's my main concern. She's aware of vampires, she spends most of her time with one…she knows how to elude the curse." He acknowledged thoughtfully.
Quinn looked at his elder in shock. "Do you think she'll turn?"
Klaus pursed his full lips and frowned. "She might…she's a Petrova that means she's unpredictable."
"What! So then we have to wait for another Goddamn doppelganger?" Quinn exclaimed, outraged. "Wait another five hundred years?" he ran his hands through his hair in frustration.
"Calm down, Quinn." Klaus demanded calmly as he thought of his next course of action. "No…she won't turn." He stated resolutely.
"How do you know that, Klaus…you said so you're self; she's unpredictable." Marques questioned politely.
Klaus smirked evilly. "She won't turn…because I'll make it her worst nightmare." He chuckled darkly, leaving the room without another word.
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When Damon woke up the next morning, he made sure Elena was still sleeping before deciding to check on Stefan. The house was silent as he walked down the stairs, and briskly moved into the kitchen. He fixed a mug of animal blood and popped it in the microwave, waiting impatiently for it to beep.
When it did, he brought it downstairs to the basement and he popped his head in the door. "Hey Stef." He sang out his greeting. "I brought you some blood…I even heated it up for you." Damon sauntered in and stood in front of his brother still chained to the chair. Stefan had his head hanging and he looked slack in the chair and didn't respond. "Stefan? Blood? Helloo…" Damon said waving the mug under his nose. He rolled his eyes upwards and gave Stefan a lopsided smirk. "I get it…it's not what you want. Animal blood's just not doin it for ya…but sorry bro, that's all you are getting."
Stefan slowly raised his head to glare at Damon. "I don't want that."
"I know-" Damon started but was cut off.
"Leave me alone, Damon…" Stefan rasped out. "Just leave me here." He whispered out, dropping his head again.
Damon looked baffled and crouched down to his level. "What?" he lifted Stefan's head and looked at the eyes he was familiar with. "Stefan…I'm not going to leave you here." He declared firmly.
Stefan swallowed hard, and locked his grief-filled eyes on Damon's. "You should. After what I did…" he shook his head in disbelief of himself.
"I'll admit I wanted to kill you when I saw what you did to her." Damon confessed honestly. "But that wasn't you in there."
"I almost killed her Damon!" Stefan shouted angry at himself and at Damon for not hating him for it. "I wanted to kill her; I wanted to drain all the blood out of her body, Damon! What the hell does that make me when I want to kill Elena?" he demanded, his voice losing its anger as he said her name. Stefan could feel the tears prick at his eyes.
Damon was speechless. He didn't know what to say to make his brother feel better, and part of him didn't want to. He hurt Elena; he deserved to feel the pain from it. "I don't know." He said his tone void of any emotion. Damon put the mug on the floor and stood up. "Why don't you do some soul-searching and find out." He started heading to the door when Stefan's voice stopped him.
"Wait…I'm hungry." He told him quietly.
Damon spun around with an eye-roll. "Oh now you want it!" Damon crouched down and started undoing the shackles and ropes. He squinted at his brother. "I probably shouldn't be doing this, but I know you're too weak to try anything right now." He pointed at him. "And if you do, you know I'll be there to stop you." He smiled and continued to unlock the chains.
When Stefan was free he immediately grabbed the mug and gulped it down. "Thank you…" he mumbled sincerely.
Damon waved it off, and stood moving to the door again. "Are you gonna come up?" He offered uncomfortably. It was weird being nice to him. It was easier to be an asshole, but when Stefan was like this he couldn't. This wasn't Stefan brooding; this was him going through some serious self loathing, something Damon hadn't witnessed in a very very long time.
Stefan shook his head. "I don't think I'm ready to yet. I'll just…stay down here." He didn't even move from his chair.
Damon shrugged. "Okay…" he headed back upstairs to the parlor room and lay on the couch. He thought about his little spat with Katherine on the porch yesterday and wondered if this was going to work. How could he trust her? He couldn't even trust his brother right now. He wiped a large hand over his face and sighed. Katherine was right; they could either prevail without a hitch…or die in a bloodbath. There was no in between here. They had to be precise or they would fail.
His head shot to the stairs when he heard her. She kept her eyes trained on him as she continued down the stairs and he made room for her to sit beside him. "You weren't there when I woke up." She commented in a way that asked why.
His brow crinkled a little. "I didn't think you knew I was in there…" It made him uncomfortable that she knew and was okay with him being so close. It was hard enough as it was to stay away but the way she insisted to have him around all the time was making it hard not to give in to temptation. Now wasn't the time to complicate things further, but he wanted her so bad that it was hard to act like everything was normal between them.
She looked away and tucked her feet under her. "I had a dream….it woke me up in the middle of the night."
Damon smirked. "Awww…was it a bad dream?" he teased, poking her thigh.
Elena looked back at him. "Yes." She held his gaze before looking away again.
That look made Damon sit up, his face a picture of concern. "What happened?"
Elena shook her head, and faked a laugh. "It was nothing, Damon…it was just a stupid dream." She tried to get up but Damon's hand on her arm held her still.
"Maybe…but that look you just gave me told me it really scared you. What happened?" he asked with genuine concern.
Elena tried to explain her dream to him as best she could knowing that it was confusing. She watched as Damon face showed curiosity, perplexity, and contemplation of what she was saying. "It was so weird, Damon…it was like both places in my dream merged together." Her voice choked out. "It was like I saw the outcome before it happened. Seeing you like that…I got so scared. It felt so real." She brushed away a tear that fell and let Damon pull her into his arms.
"It's okay Elena…I'm fine and you're fine. It was just a bad dream." He trying to soothe her but he knew it was more than that. Katherine's words shouted out at him. He can get into your dreams, Elena.
"I know…" she mumbled into his chest. "It's just…" Part of her told her she shouldn't continue but she needed him to know just how important he was in her life right now. "I felt like I lost you." She claimed simply before looking up at him.
Damon ran his fingers through her hair affectionately. "You won't lose me…I promise. I'm gonna keep you save, Elena…whatever it takes." He vowed smiling slightly.
Elena stared at him with sad eyes. "That's what scares me." She laid her head back on his shoulder and stared listlessly at the fire. He was her only constant through all of this and the last thing she wanted was him risking his life and losing it to save her.
Damon sat there in wonder. When did this happen? Elena was curled into him, her scent floating around his nose and her words embedded themselves deep in his heart. She worried for him…his life meant something to her, and that meant something to him. So she didn't love him…but she cared for him, and that was enough for right now.
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Later that morning, Damon drove Elena to home shower and change. He was glad that Jenna was staying with Alaric because he didn't have to hide from her anymore. Jenna clearly still didn't like him and he didn't want to push his luck. He thought about compelling her to like him, but knew that would piss Elena off.
Damon followed Elena up to her room and sat on the edge of her bed, watching as she pulled her sweater off, and moved around grabbing clothes to change into after her shower. He smiled to himself when he saw the tight navy blue tank top she had on, and then furrowed his brow at the thing on her wrist. He tilted his head as he contemplated if he'd seen it before. "New bracelet?"
Elena quickly turned around at his question, hurriedly hiding her shock of the question. He was just noticing it now? She thought to herself. "Yeah…" she played with it absentmindedly. "Added protection. When Elijah ripped off my necklace I realized I needed something a little less inconspicuous." She fumbled for a lie, hoping he wouldn't pick up on it. She wasn't ready for this conversation.
Damon frowned and stood up to stand in front of her. "So…you've had it since that night?" he wanted to clear up. His voice was slightly suspicious and the way Elena was acting was weird.
"Yup. Well, after." She uttered backpedaling quickly. She wanted him to think that she put it on after he left, or the next morning.
"Huh…" he mused. "So just out of curiosity, what do you remember from that night?" he kept his eyes trained on her for any sign that she was lying.
Elena took a deep breath and made a show of thinking. She couldn't mess up now, time to pull out another Oscar performance. "Well coming home, talking to Bonnie-"
Damon cut her off with the wave of his hand. "After that."
Elena looked him dead in the eyes. Please believe me… "You giving me my necklace." She was trying to make it sound like it was obvious…that that's all she'd remember because that's all that happened.
"And?" Damon pushed.
"And that's it…" she looked at him suspiciously and turned the tables. "Is there something I should be remembering?" Nice touch Elena…make him uncomfortable so he backs off. Genius!
Damon's eyes widened slightly before he put on a mask of indifference and shook his head. "Nope, just making sure Elijah didn't…tamper with your brain." He stated fishing for an excuse for his questions. "You know, making sure he didn't make you believe something happened when it didn't." he rambled, and then rolled his eyes at himself. He pointed to the bathroom. "Go…take your shower. I'll wait in here." She shrugged and left the bedroom Damon closed his eyes together tightly cursing at himself for pushing so hard with those questions. Clearly she had no clue what he told her that night, and he was just being paranoid. He threw himself on her bed and waited for her to come out.
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Elena closed the bathroom door behind her and sighed. That was way too close. She tried not the laugh at the silly excuse he came up with because she knew he could hear her. She quickly got undressed and got under the hot water letting it rain down on her. Elena briefly considered just telling him that she knew…but she didn't want him to act all weird around her or try and compel it away again. They had way too much going on right now for them to deal with both his love for her and her feelings, what ever they were, for him. They had to concentrate on Klaus and the Originals…which she had no clue how to deal with. She thought of the only out she had…the choice Katherine made; did she really want to be on the run for the rest of her life…however long that may be? No…there had to be another way.
When Elena was done in the bathroom she waltzed out in her changed clothes and sat next to Damon on the bed. "What are we going to do about Klaus?" she asked casually as she picked up the brush from her night stand and combed her hair out.
Damon tried not to inhale the scent of her hair. God she smells good. "I have a plan…with Katherine's help it will work."
Elena frowned at him. "Well what if she doesn't help…what if she changes her mind?" It seemed odd to her that they could trust Katherine to help, but right now they didn't have many options.
Damon turned his head to her. "She can't…if she doesn't help us get rid of Klaus, he'll kill her. It's a two way street. Plus you heard her she said she would help." Damon stated simply as if she was as easy to trust as your priest….the ones that didn't touch little boys.
Elena gave him an incredulous look. "Yeah…not very convincingly. What's this plan anyway, you keep referring to this plan but I've yet to find out what it entails." She stood and went to her vanity to grab a hair-elastic and put her hair up in a ponytail.
"I can't tell you." His voice was even and quiet.
She whipped around to glare at him. "Seriously? Are you kidding me Damon? This is supposed to be a plan to save me from a brutal death and yet I can't know about it!" she stomped over the bed jumped on it. "Why can't you tell me?"
Damon took in her angry rant, and replied in a calm tone. "If I tell you, it won't work."
Elena sighed in defeat. "This sucks…I hate being kept out of the loop."
Damon chuckled. "I know…but trust me its better this way. I wouldn't put you're life in danger for any reason." He grabbed her hand and rubbed the pad of his thumb over the back of her hand.
She smiled. "I know…so what do we do now?"
Damon grinned. "You…are going to school." He hopped of the bed and picked up her backpack swinging it.
Elena looked at him like he was crazy. "Really? You want me to go to school…why?" she also got off the bed and grabbed the bag from him.
Damon rolled his eyes as if it was obvious. "Uh, because it's Tuesday…and you already missed one day of school. You have to keep up appearances Elena…don't want anyone to worry, am I right?" he asked in that cocky tone that used to infuriate her. Now it just made her smile.
"I guess you're right." They walked out of the bedroom and back down the stairs. "But what if Klaus comes to the school…what if he tries to grab me there?" Elena tried to keep the wobble of fear out of her voice.
"I'll be there…all day, I promise. If something's wrong I'll come get you." He vowed, following her as she walked into the kitchen.
"I thought I heard voices." Jenna stated from her spot and the kitchen table. She didn't look happy.
"Aunt Jenna….I thought you were at Ric's." he uttered nervously.
Jenna nodded and stood to stand in front of Elena and Damon. "I was…Damon." He greeted in a biting tone.
He smiled charmingly. "Hello Jenna."
Jenna rolled her eyes and turned them on Elena. "What is he doing here, Elena?" she crossed her arms over her chest and waited for an explanation.
"I'm giving her a ride to school. Her car's doing this sputtering thing…so I offered to give her a lift. I hope that's okay." He smiled, but couldn't keep the slight sarcasm out of his voice.
"Uh huh…" Jenna drawled glaring him down. "You move quick don't you?" she asked harshly.
Elena looked at her in disbelief and Damon frowned in feign innocence. "Excuse me?" he asked.
Jenna huffed and cocked her hip. "Elena and Stefan broke up less than a week ago and look at you…" she waved a hand at him. "Already moving in."
Elena's jaw tightened and she saw the fury behind Damon's eyes. "Aunt Jenna…it's not like that. Damon is being a good friend, in my time of need; I want him here." She declared strongly. "Now I have to go or I'll be late…let's go Damon." She grabbed Damon's arm and they fled to the car, with Damon holding Jenna's glare until he couldn't see her anymore.
"I'm so sorry Damon…I don't know why she doesn't like you. You haven't been anything but nice to me." Elena apologized as she got into Damon's car.
"Jenna isn't fully informed…she only knows the bad things I've done." Damon got in the car to and they peeled out of the driveway. "Like that kiss on the front porch…she didn't like that." He teased giving her a lopsided smile.
Elena laughed. "But that wasn't even me!"
Damon glanced at her briefly before looking back at the road. "You wanna tell her that? Clear my name?" he suggested jokingly.
"Yeah that would go over well…'Aunt Jenna, please don't be mad at Damon. It wasn't me he was kissing on the porch that day it was my 520 year old vampire doppelganger. Oh and by the way we're out of milk'." They laughed and in no time they were at the school.
Damon came around and opened the door for her before walking her into school. "So you're gonna stay?" she asked as she unlocked her locker.
Damon nodded, and leaned on the locker beside hers. "All day. I'll do a walk around the school, make sure no one's lurking about." He glanced around as he said this.
Elena nodded and sighed in relief. "Thank you Damon…everything you're doing really means a lot to me." She hugged him tightly, and he looked down in shock before returning the hug.
"Don't mention it…kickin' it with you has been fun." He teased. He pulled away and his eyes widened in excitement. "We should get drunk tonight!"
Elena shook her head. "No…I think not. That could be dangerous." She said in a mock serious voice.
"Why…afraid that the temptation to be with me would be too much?" he asked in a cocky way, running his hand down his chest.
She laughed. "More like, I'm afraid we'll both be too drunk to defend ourselves if someone decides to visit." She closed her locker and the two of them started walking to her first class.
"Well it takes me a lot to get drunk so you wouldn't have to worry." When she didn't say anything he continued. "Come on…you know you wanna let loose and have some fun, you could use it." They stopped at the classroom door.
"Okay, I'll think about it…no promises." She affirmed, pointing her finger at him.
"Okay…" he said dramatically, rolling his eyes. "Text me if you get bored." Damon turned and strutted down the hall catching the eyes of a bunch of girls.
Elena went into her class and sat down in the back, listening as her teacher rambled on in a monotone voice. She hated this class…it always made her want to sleep. She pulled out her phone and subtly texted under her desk.
I'm bored…
It didn't take long for her to get a text back. Already? I left you not even half an hour ago.
Elena giggled quietly. Mr. Water's is boring…and has no personality lol
I could compel him to be cooler...
No…people would get suspicious, thanks though
The rest of the day went on slowly and like he promised Damon was there the whole day. He had taken her out for lunch and brought her back just in time for her class. Now he waited for her, leaning against the hood of his car with his arms crossed.
She walked up to him and smiled before both of them got in the car. Once she was buckled in she turned to him. "Can you drop me off at home? Bonnie and Caroline were gonna come over for a bit, catch up…I should fill them in on what's going on." Elena saw the slightly disappointment on his face before he covered it up.
"Yeah sure…you might want to leave out the part about Katherine helping us; I don't think Bonnie would like that." Damon mentioned glancing at Elena.
Elena quirked her eyebrow. "So what should I tell them? It's not like you're telling me what the plan is." She said a little sullenly.
Damon gave her a smile. "Don't tell them anything, Elena. Have fun with you're friends…I'll take care of the hard part." He promised as he pulled into her driveway. "Jenna's still here. I think it's best if I make myself scarce." Elena just stared at him for a second before giving him a hug.
"I'll call you later…we can go for a couple of drinks." She told him watching as his eyes lit up like a child. "Only a couple though…"
Damon nodded. "Only a couple…got it." Although he was thinking that it would definitely be more than that. "I'll be at the Boarding House, call me if you need me."
Elena nodded and hopped out of the car and jogged her way up the porch. She looked back once at Damon before closing the door behind her. She was so impressed by the change in him. It was like he was a different person…and then again so was she. The past week or so had so much going on, so much craziness but yet she still found the moments to laugh and go to school and hang out with her friends; all because of Damon. He took care of the hard parts and let her enjoy her life, whereas when she was with Stefan it was like everyday was a struggle. She barely smiled let alone laughed, and the only time she saw her friends was when they were in trouble.
She was planning on making her afternoon with Caroline and Bonnie about the next steps in defeating Klaus, but was happy that she didn't have to. She missed them. She bypassed Jenna with just a short hello and ran upstairs to call her friends.
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Damon sauntered into the Boarding House but stopped when he saw Stefan standing by the fireplace. "Hey you came out of your cave." He exclaimed with a grin. A puzzled look came over his face when his saw the suitcases on the floor beside him. "What's with the bags?"
Stefan turned around and stuffed his hands in his sweater pockets. "I'm leaving. I shouldn't be around her…its too dangerous." Stefan stated in a serious tone.
Damon blinked a couple of times bringing his eyes back on his brother. "You're dangerous? Do you know what we're up against? We have way bigger problems than you right now." He told him indignantly. Just like his brother to make it all about him.
Stefan nodded. "Exactly why I should get out of your way. I'm no good to you right now." He picked up his bags and headed for the door, and stopped when he heard Damon speak again.
"What are you gonna tell Elena?" he crossed his arms over his chest. "You know she'll be choked if you leave without telling her." Damon took a couple steps towards Stefan.
"I left her a letter." He almost forgot. He pulled it out of his back pocket and played with the edges of the envelope in his hands.
Damon rolled his eyes. "How very romantic of you."
Stefan ignored his brother's words and continued. "Can you give it to her please?" he handed him the envelope but Damon didn't reach for it.
Damon upper lip curled a little in distain. "So she can freak out at me for not stopping you? No thanks…I can't believe you're gonna leave her." He said seriously. Damon never thought Stefan would leave Elena for any reason. Stefan was so in love with her that Damon thought it would take an apocalypse to keep him from her.
Stefan sighed sadly. "She'll get over me, Damon. It's not like I made it hard for her." Stefan dropped his eyes to the letter in his hands and tried to keep the tears back.
Being Damon, he found the emotions his brother was showing uncomfortable, and tried to lighten the mood. "Is this the part where we hug and promise to keep in touch?" he gave Stefan a mocked look of appall.
The younger vampire laughed lightly. "I would be…but I think a strong handshake will suffice." Stefan put out his hand and Damon took it firmly shaking it once before shaking his head and pulling him into a brotherly hug. "Take care of her Damon."
"I will." He said with promise before pulling away. "Don't tell anyone but I might miss you a little bit." He showed him how much with his finger in his thumb about an inch apart.
Stefan smiled. "I'll miss you too…good lick with everything." Stefan pick up his bags again, after shoving the letter back in his pocket.
Damon shrugged. "Yeah I might not be here when you get back." he tried to joke.
Stefan nodded. "Yes you will." With that said, Stefan walked out of the Boarding House and out to his car to start a journey with no particular direction.
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Damon closed the door behind him and moved back into the parlor room to find a woman sitting on the couch with her back to him. He walked over and stood in front of her.
"Back in town I see. Thought you wanted to save your hide." He gave her a cocky smile.
Rose stood and smiled tightly. "Klaus is in town."
Damon's eyes looked away briefly before landing on her again. "I know…he's sending Elena messages…through her dreams."
"I thought you could use my help." She replied shortly.
Damon nodded. "The more the merrier…" he moved to the bar and poured himself a drink.
Rose watched him and took the drink he offered her. "So Stefan's leaving town? I thought he'd want to be here for this." She sipped her drink while waiting for Damon to reply.
Damon shook his head. "You missed a lot in your absence. To sum it up: Elena broke up with him, he completely lost it and got back on human blood, attacked Elena and now he's brooding…as usual." He stated casually.
Rose took it all in then sat back down on the couch. "Klaus is staying at the mansion, and so are the rest of them. It shouldn't be too much longer be makes his move…he can be impatient."
Damon sat on the table across from her and clasped his hands together. "I have a plan…wanna hear it?" he asked with devilish grin.
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Elena moved around her kitchen putting away all the munchies that she and the girls were eating earlier. It was eight now, they spent the whole day laughing and enjoying themselves not thinking about the danger ahead of them…it was nice.
Jenna had left to go back to Alaric's earlier and Jeremy was at the Mystic Grill with some friends. She was all alone and she contemplated calling Damon, but she was enjoying the silence. Elena trudged up to her room and frowned at the letter on her pillow.
She stepped closer, picking it up and reading the delicate cursive of her name. Stefan's writing. She flipped it over and pulled out the paper and started reading.
Elena,
I'm so sorry for hurting you the way I did. I made a promise to myself long ago that I would never hurt you, and I broke it. I'm not stable right now, and I shouldn't be around you…its too dangerous. I wish that things could be different: That Katherine never came back and put you in this situation, but unfortunately we can't change what's already happened. I love you…I love you so much that it pains me.
I'm leaving town. It's best for you if I'm not here making things more complicated. You were right, I need to give you space and you need to be happy for once. I'm sorry that I couldn't be what you needed, and hopefully you will find someone that can give you everything you deserve.
I don't know where I'm going, or when I'm coming back, but I promise you that everything will be better when I'm gone. Stay close to Damon…he'll protect you, so much better than I can. I'm so sorry Elena, and I hope that one day you can forgive me.
With all my Love
Stefan.
Elena read the letter three times before she registered that he was gone; probably long gone by now. She cried silently sitting on her bed thinking about him. How could he leave without saying goodbye? Did he really think a letter would make it easier for her…or was it supposed to be easier for him?
She didn't know how long she sat there before Damon appeared at her door. "Stefan's gone." She mumbled holding up the letter.
Damon sighed, and walked towards her. "I know."
She let her eyes follow him as he crouched down beside the bed. "Did he say goodbye to you? Or did you just get a letter like I did?" she asked with scorn.
"I caught him as he was leaving." He uttered quietly.
Elena shook her head. "He couldn't be around me…it was too dangerous he said. Hello, my whole life is dangerous!" she cried out opening her arms.
"Maybe this is what's best for all of us." Damon got up on the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms.
"I agree…I just wish he said goodbye." They sat in silence for a while not knowing what to say, and then Elena spoke softly. "Can I take a rain check on the drink?" she asked looking up at him.
Damon laughed. "Yeah…yeah we can do that." He watched as she her breathing labored and she drifted into slumber. He watched her sleep before falling asleep himself, with her warm body covering his.
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Elena was lying in bed waiting for sleep to come but she was wide awake. Every time she closed her eyes they would pop back open. In frustration she threw off the covers and noticed just how quiet it was. Why was it so quiet?
She ambled down the hall to check on Jeremy, but his room was empty and dark. No bed. No dressers. No posters or clothes all over the floor. What? She moved into Jenna's room and it was also empty of any furniture. What the hell was going on? Something wasn't right. She closed her eyes to think, and got flashes of Stefan's face before he bit her. The pain she felt when he viciously ripped into her throat. She remembered how her pulse slowed and everything went black. She felt death, before life dripped back into her mouth from Katherine's wrist.
She opened them quickly and shook off the creepy feeling. She went back into her room and frowned. Where was Damon? Didn't he fall asleep here last night? She rushed across the room and opened to drapes to see if his car was here. She screamed as the light touched her skin and burnt her, making her cower into a sunless corner. It was then that she felt something sticky on her neck. She brought her hand up and it came back with blood. She was bleeding…from the holes in her neck that Stefan created. She thought those had healed.
Everything hurt. Her eyes, her skin, her neck. What the fuck was going on? She stood slowly and crept around the ray of light in her room, before running downstairs into the living room. Something was different, it was cold in here…it wasn't homey like it usually was.
Something smelt good…she didn't know what it was but she followed it to the kitchen. She stood in front of the fridge. It was coming from in there. She opened the fridge and gasped. The fridge was fully stocked with blood bags, and her mouth watered as she reached for one. Why does this smell so good to me? Her hands trembled as she brought it too her lips, and the skin around her eyes tightened and her through her gums pushed a pair of fangs.
She panted before piercing the bag and greedily drinking the red substances. She was getting it all over her self but she didn't care…it tasted so good. She reached for bag after bag…consuming them all, moaning as the blood coated her throat.
She heard a noise, and then footsteps; two sets. She sped to the door and saw a man; the man from her dream. He was holding Jeremy who was trying to struggle. "Elena, help me!" He shouted.
"Are you still hungry?" The man asked holding Jeremy out to her.
"Yes." She growled. And before she knew it, she had her mouth clamped around Jeremy's neck, ignoring the cries as she drank deeply form him.
"That's my girl." The man chuckled.
Elena's eyes popped open to see said man hovering over her. She tried to scream but he shook his head and it was like she was incapable of moving.
"Hello Elena…I don't think we've officially met." He smiled. "I'm Klaus." She let out a shuddering breath, and glanced at Damon who was sprawled out on the bed beside her. "Oh don't worry about him…he'll wake up in a few hours, just enough time for us to get to know each other." He picked her up and sped out the window, leaving Damon unconscious.
Author's note: Holy Hell…was that a loooong chapter or what! I didn't want to break it up because it all needed to happen together but this is to make up for the lack of update the past couple of days. My hands are sore now lol. Well hope you like it and please review…remember I'm curious to know what YOU think will happen for the showdown!
Vanessa