A\N: A long week doing exams, but it's the time for an update ;)

Also, I published a story called Safe in your arms, it is about four chapters long till now! If you want to check it out, I am more than happy to know what you think!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries. Rights to CW, Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson, and LJ Smith.

"Powers? What do you mean powers?" Damon said after he processed what she said. The poor girl looked scared, and Damon bit his lip and tried to calm himself for her sake.

She didn't speak to him, and as he caught a glimpse of her face he found that she was blushing slightly in embarrassment.

"Elena, talk to me."

"I am nothing but trouble and shame," She replied hoarsely. "I should've died in the Dark Dimension, maybe all this crap would've ended."

"Elena, you did not just say that," Damon growled, his eyes narrowed. "You know you mean everything to me."

She took a deep breath. "I just felt it inside of me, Damon. Like…force and power, I felt it almost controlling me and taking over my body. I felt it that day I killed that vampire in the Dark Dimension, too. And now I've been hearing all those voices inside of my head begging me to help them."

"What voices? How come you didn't tell me about it?"

"I was traumatized, Damon. I thought it was just a hallucination. But now, I hear them talking to me, and they are telling me that I must be the one to bring balance to the world again. They want me to kill Klaus."

Before he could speak, though, Elena continued. "And then they keep repeating that something good is going to happen, Damon. Something between us, something which not everyone can have. According to them, this will bring us closer to each other more than ever…"

"What are you talking about, Elena? What will bring us closer?"

"I don't know, Damon. I really don't know," She said, holding back a sob. "But they are warning me that it is not going to be easy to stay with you. Lots of people will try to break us apart."

"I'm not going to let them," He vowed.

"I know," Elena replied softly. "They know it, too. They say I'm special, that I can bring death to him. But they are not telling me how."

"Elena, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do," Damon assured her when he saw the look on her face, the fear. "We'll find a way to kill Klaus, and you don't have to be involved. In fact, I am not going to let you be involved."

Hours passed and Elena fell asleep again. Damon took a sip of his bourbon to calm down his nerves, knowing that Jeremy would appear soon.

And in fact, he did, because less than five minutes after Elena woke up, there was a light knock on the door. Elena breathed deeply as she slowly opened the door, revealing her brother who couldn't believe that this was not a trap.

"Elena?" He gasped in surprise. "Is that really you?"

"Jeremy!" Elena screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks as Jeremy rushed to her and embraced her in a tight embrace, his hands stroking her back as he placed kisses on every inch of her face.

"Oh my God, I can't believe that I can actually see you again," Jeremy pulled away to cradle her face, looking into her brown eyes. "I love you, you know that, don't you? I love you so much, Elena, I promise revenge on everyone who touched you I…"

"Shh, shh," Elena calmed down her brother and kissed him again. "I'm safe now, Jeremy…I have a lot to tell you. But first…I want you to meet someone."

"Who?" Jeremy paused, confused. "Wait, what exactly is this place?"

"Hello, Jeremy," A voice behind them said, but when Jeremy turned to face him, his reaction was anything but normal.

"Damon? Damon Salvatore?" Jeremy said in a voice similar to that of a growl, "What are you doing? What have you been doing to my sister? Elena, do you know what he is?"

"Calm down, Jeremy! I know everything, calm down!" Elena immediately took the stake her brother was holding and pointing at Damon.

"Do you know each other?" Elena asked as his words processed.

"You don't have any idea who he is, don't you?" Jeremy spat through clenched teeth. "He is the person that killed and turned Alaric's wife! Your birth mother, Elena! Isobel Flemming!"

"Where the hell is Jeremy?" Alaric asked several men that were helping stitching a woman's wound.

"Last I saw him, he was heading out, don't ask me where," One of them replied.

"Alaric, we lost too many people," Bonnie reached out and grabbed his hand gently. "I know we all want revenge. But it can't happen. There were so many deaths in the dark Dimension, Rick. Lots of innocent humans like us. I saw what the vampires were doing to their slaves… They started ripping their hearts out before we could even get to them."

"Elena is missing," Rick replied. "That is why the search is still on. But we can't win, Bonnie…you are right. But I can't stand by and watch other innocent people get hurt."

"Is what he's saying true?" Elena had sat down on a chair, fearing that her legs would give out.

"I didn't know, Elena," Damon begged her, sincerity in his eyes. "I was a different person back then. Isobel begged me to turn her into a vampire. I didn't kill her."

"How could you do that?" Elena said, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I can't deal with this right now…I can't believe it, it's too much…"

Damon reached out to grab her arm, but she flinched before he even touched her. He jerked back immediately, looking profoundly hurt.

"Did you actually think that I would hurt you?" He said his voice cracked.

"I don't want to deal with this," Elena simply avoided the question as she climbed the stairs two at a time.

"Elena, please…" He continued to beg again, but he knew she needed time. Hell, maybe lots of time.

Jeremy looked at the two persons with confusion. He was there for a few minutes and even though there was a lot of confusion, he could already tell that Elena was definitely not a meal to Damon. He felt guilty for throwing it like that at his sister.

Damon buried his face in his arms.

"I didn't know," He said when Jeremy turned to leave the room. "I was a different person back then. Your sister made me the man I am today, Jeremy. I know how you feel about me, but I will never hurt your sister. Never."

"You are vampires," Jeremy said through clenched teeth. "You exist to hurt and kill. I've seen a lot of crap in these days, Damon. I know what I'm talking about. I bet my sister was your slave in the dark dimension, right? Would you care to explain what you did to her there?"

"She wasn't," Damon said quietly.

"He saved me from there," A broken voice said from upstairs, indicating that she had heard the last sentence.

"That's why we needed your help, Jeremy," Damon spoke slowly. "I asked Elena to call you. I know you can help us…your sister."

"I'm listening," Jeremy said coldly after he returned to the table.

Damon told him everything, starting from when Elena first was brought to him as his human, earning himself a disgusting look from Jeremy. He then told him how their relationship developed and all about the Dark Dimension, ending with their latest discovery about Elena's powers and the deal with Elijah.

"Of course," Jeremy remembered, "I know about Klaus…"

"He's after Elena, Jer," Damon explained. "Her blood is what he needs. He wants to kill her, and we can't let that happen. We need a weapon, anything that can kill him. I know that you know methods to get information since you are working with Alaric Saltzman and Bonnie."

"How do you know Bonnie?"

"I am not a vampire for nothing," Damon said carefully. "I know the Bennett witches. I always have. As for Alaric Saltzman, a vampire must know the hunters."

Jeremy sighed. "Alaric was heartbroken when his dead not so dead wife returned six months ago. It was a short meeting though…because I saw Isobel compelling Alaric to forget that she has ever visited. However, she did give him books-her research. She was great in finding out things. We found about the Dark Dimension from there and Bonnie's grimoire. There might be more information about Klaus."

Jeremy paused. "Before I help you, you must promise me one thing."

"Anything."

"That you don't trust anyone with Elena's safety. I'm not stupid, sometimes I feel like half the people there are working against us with your kind. Who knows what they'll do to her?"

"That is a promise I intend to keep, Jeremy."

"Good. I shall return back to Mystic Falls and I will contact you the second I know something. I can't stay here…It is not safe."

"Elena, talk to me please," Damon said later on as he slipped in bed next to her. She refused to acknowledge his presence.

He gently tried to turn her around, but she refused to move and he didn't want to restrain or hurt her.

"Elena, please…I was a different person."

"We've been through so much together, Damon," She finally replied, her voice muffled with tears. "We've moved from I being your meal, your prisoner, your lover, your soulmate…But I never pretended that I learn something like this."

"I know, I didn't, too," Damon said, reaching out to put a stray piece of hair behind her ear. "But please, Elena…I didn't know. I was different."

Elena turned around to face him and half consciously Damon breathed a sigh of relief.

"I believe you."

She reached out to touch him. "I do. I believe you. But it is hard for me, you know…It was Elijah that told me that I was adopted when we were in the Dark Dimension. I never really had the time to process it, to see what it means. The truth is, Damon, that I spent my entire life thinking I am blood related to someone when I was really not. And then he just came and told me that my uncle was my father, so my supposed to be parents are my aunts. And my brother is my cousin. Do you know how that makes me feel?"

"I know, I know," Damon said in a soothing voice, pulling her fragile little body closer to his, warming her up in an embrace. "I'm so sorry, Elena. For all of this. I've put you through so much."

She opened her mouth to speak, but Damon silenced her with a finger on her lips. "That is why I decided, Elena…I can't just keep you here. This is my call. I shall be the one who kills Klaus, not you. You are too innocent to play a part in all of this, Elena."

"What are you saying, Damon?"

"I'm saying that I can't let you be with me. We can't be together, Elena. I'm saying that I'm setting you free."

"You are talking like I am treated like some kind of prisoner with you!" Elena snapped, anger in her eyes. "You can't decide for me, Damon. I want to be part in this, with you."

"I don't want you hurt."

"Well, I don't want you hurt, either. And you can't decide for me."

"You will die, Elena. Klaus will find you and you will die. This is my call. Jeremy offered me his help, and I shall be the one to kill him."

"Damon…"

"Elena, just listen. Do you think that my brother won't come for you again? I don't trust Stefan. Jeremy made me realize that we don't really know how many people know about Klaus and how many are working with him. If it comes down between you and Stefan, I'll choose you. And I know that since your heart is pure, you won't let me kill my own brother."

"Damon, you can't leave me," Elena cried, "I know that by doing it you think that you'll protect me but it isn't right."

"Don't cry," Damon said, kissing the top of her head as she curled up to him. "Just…let me hold you, okay?"

Elena sobbed in his chest. "I am not letting you go."

"Who are you? Where am I?"

Elena was in some place dark. There was fire and blood everywhere. A cruel, male voice was surrounding her.

"I am your worst nightmare, Elena Gilbert," He said, and Elena felt the coldness and harshness.

"Klaus?"

An evil laugh.

"Please, I know about your werewolf curse," She begged. "Don't kill me…"

"Werewolf curse?" Klaus let out an evil laugh. "My dear, you are clearly mistaken. I do not need your blood for that. I got that one covered on my own, sweetheart. Witches can be helpful nowadays."

"What I want from you, my dear, is so much darker than that…" He added.

And it was then that Elena felt pain in her stomach, and as she looked down she saw a dagger pressed against her belly, blood pooling down her body.

Pain.

A loud cry.

"Elena! Elena, wake up!" Damon was roughly shaking her now as she refused to breathe or respond in any way.

"Elena!" Damon yelled one more time, and Elena's eyes shot open. However she did not acknowledge Damon in any way and she ran straight to the bathroom, opening the toilet seat and started vomiting.

"What's going on?" Damon said, pushing her hair back. "Are you okay?"

She couldn't talk. She was too sick to talk.

"I'll go get you some aspirin," Damon said as he went downstairs immediately.

When he returned, though, he was almost shocked as he saw Elena holding her stomach tightly. A few drops of blood were running down her belly.

"Damon…" She said painfully.

"What's going on, Elena? What happened?"

"The dream…Damon, the dream."

She started vomiting again. "I'm late, Damon. And the dream…"

Damon stood frozen, aspirin in his hand.

"Damon, I think I'm p-pregnant."

Dun dun dun :P Tell me what you think! Don't worry, it's not gonna be any Breaking dawn\twilight stuff involved! I had this planned before I wrote the prologue…I think ;) I'm dying to know what you think!

Till next time!

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