To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC

Chapter 13- Leverage

Summary: I knew he was going to kill me, This was Damon Salvatore, this could never end well and yet I couldn't stay away, the truth is, I didn't want to. Damon/OC

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The walls were too white, lights too bight, everything was too crisp and clean, too sanitised and professional. There were many reasons why I hated hospitals but that was one of the major ones.

I'd spent enough time in hospitals in England, with my mum hooked to the various machines, especially near the end of her life, now it was my dad who was hooked to the machines, beeping.

The hallway was relatively empty, it was late, or early morning, the clock wasn't working and had read 10pm for the whole time I'd been here, there were few people around, the last had been an elder lady who was here for her husband, though she had been told he was fine and had gone home a long time ago. Every now and then a nurse or doctor would walk by briskly, not sparing a glance my way, and every time the doors opened I would straighten up, only to slump again when they were not here for me. I didn't know how my dad was, the doctors had been closed so I'd rang an ambulance explaining that it looked like an animal attack, and they'd arrived in record time, and worked quickly, one of the paramedics asking me how I had managed to get him upstairs, and after I had explained told me that my 'boyfriend' may have saved my fathers life. If we had left him downstairs for much longer, he would have bled out.

I didn't really feel much, except the bitter disappointment when I heard no news on my dads condition, apart from that I think I was numb, I wanted to cry, panic, scream at someone to tell me something, but I didn't. I just sat, I had thought about calling some one, Elena maybe, or Bonnie, but I didn't. I don't know why, I didn't want to burden them I guess, it would be hard enough to explain everything if my father was okay. No, when he was okay and I didn't think I could do it now.

I pulled Damon's jacket tighter around me, knowing the shivers came not because the hall was cold, but from an internal chill, the coat did nothing to warm me from a coldness that emanated form inside of me. I told myself I wore his coat because it was the first one I grabbed, but then I remembered how my hand passed my own and wrapped around his and then I thought of my dad again and realised this was not the time for my thoughts to me on Stefan's mysterious elder brother.

"Miss Holt?"

My head shot up, "Yeah."

"I'm Doctor Peters, I'm attending to your father."

I nodded, climbing to my feet, "How is he?"

"He's lost a lot of blood, but he'll be okay, he's resting now."

"Can I see him?" I asked, eyes pleading.

"Of course, follow me if you will"

I followed him through the double doors that the nurse had ordered me to stay behind when he paramedics had rushed him inside and past three or four rooms before he turned into one, my eyes knew what they would find, my father hooked to machines, peaceful in sleep.

"Here we are," the doctor, I'd already forgotten his name, said, "Try not to wake him." I nodded and watched him leave, then called, "Doctor."

"Yes?" he asked politely, turning back to me, where I took the seat next to my fathers bed.

"Do you know what did it? What hurt him?"

"To be honest, Miss Holt, that is a job for the police, but in my professional opinion it would be the same thing that was attacking teenagers in the woods before. The police will find it."

"So I wasn't a person?" I asked, though I had no idea why.

"I don't believe a person could do this, see your father was… bitten and has lost a lot of blood, there's no doubt that it was an animal."

"Thank you doctor" He nodded before he left me, and I looked to my father, his face was pale and he was hooked to a drip, his heart rate was beating steadily and I didn't have a clue what the other lines on the screens meant, I took his hand in mine, it was warm and laid my head onto the bed. I was weary and my eyes felt heavy but I hadn't intended to sleep.

The next thing I knew, the sun was shining hot on my face and a hand was shaking me gently, "Miss? Miss?"

I opened my eyes, blinking against the light and took in the weathered face above me, the woman must have been in her early fifties, she had a plump face, softly wrinkled and immediately she made me feel comfortable. She smiled at me, "Hey there honey, I'm Jackie, the nurse, how are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, how's my dad?"

"He's doing great, he'll be out tomorrow I reckon, you go off to school and when your finished he'll be ready to go home. You mark my words."

"Thank God, it's only Sunday" I replied, yawning, knowing I wouldn't be able to handle school today, not in the state I was currently in, I realised how that sounded and explained what I meant.

"I know honey, you look shattered, maybe you should go home, you could call your boyfriend to come back?" she suggested.

I frowned, "My boyfriend?"

"Yeah, he was here not long ago, stood outside all on his own, I told him to come in, he said he was only here to check on you." she took in my expression, and continued, "Good looking guy, could be a model, tall, black hair, really blue eyes, piercing."

Damon. Why would Damon be here? "Oh, he didn't tell me he was coming." I said, once I'd noticed she was still watching me.

"He seems like a lovely boy, touching your hair he was, said you were wearing his jacket."

"Uh, yeah, I am." I said, trying to keep the confusion from my voice and added, "He is great."

"So," Jackie said in reply, "I'm going to change your fathers bags and things, he wont be awake for a while, why don't you go on home? I'll get the ladies at reception to call if there is any change."

"Yeah, okay sure, thank you" I stood, legs wobbling slightly and zipped up the jacket fully, "Did you say he left?" I asked, knowing she'd know who I meant.

"Yes, probably an hour ago now." I frowned.

"Have you got a way to get back home?" she asked, probably sensing my disappointment.

"Yeah," I lied, of course I didn't, I'd come in the ambulance with my dad, but it hadn't seemed too far, I could probably walk home, "I'll see you soon, Jackie, thanks again."

I left the room, walking swiftly down the hall, if I got home quickly then I could shower and change and get back to dad before much longer.

I wasn't looking where I was going, and banged, once again into a body, though this one was much softer and the "Sorry!" that erupted from it was obviously female. She was a beautiful woman, not very tall, dark haired, with little makeup.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." I said, stepping around her, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you be safe now. Watch where you're going, wouldn't want to end up in here yourself would you?" she giggled.

"No, uh, you too" I said, leaving off down the hall.

3rd person P.O.V

She grinned as Kaye hurried off down the hospital hallway, blonde hair messy, unbrushed, there were black bags under her eyes, she obviously had been here with her father all night. She had stepped into her path on purpose, knowing exactly what she would do now, how her plan would unveil. She'd been here when Damon had arrived, hidden, the stupid Salvatore had been too wrapped up in finding the Holts to notice her scent, much as he had been the night before when he'd fled from the house.

She'd watched him through the doorway, how he hadn't noticed her then she didn't know, the elderly nurse hadn't noticed her either, she was good at being sneaky when the need came. She'd watched, almost in disgust as the vampire had talked politely to the nurse facading as Kaye's boyfriend, that had been how she had learned the daughters name, when Damon had said it. She had also watched as he gently ran a hand over Kayes head, pushing hair from her sleeping face, frowning at his own actions. He'd looked completely confused, as if his hands had a mind of their own, he had pulled his hand away quickly, a if he had been burnt, but the small short live gesture towards the girl had given her all she needed. It was obvious to her that Damon cared for this Kaye girl, even if he was fighting it himself, the way his eyes had softened as he'd touched her had said it all. That, and the fact that she was still alive, and that he'd missed her own scent on his way in.

She grinned, Damon was stubborn, arrogant, annoying and did nothing for free, unless he got something in return.

She now knew what to do.

Damon was all those things, and Kaye was leverage.

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