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"Elena, we have to go to meet an old friend of mine later." It was about eleven pm the following day, and after a pretty normal day Damon decided to tell Elena. The letter was confusing him; suddenly Bree knew something that he didn't. "Is it okay for you?"

"Sure," Elena said, though she secretly didn't want to leave the house.

"Elena, if it's a problem, we can stay…" He walked towards her and grabbed her face. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," She smiled at him.

Elena then stared at him with her beautiful doe eyes. "I want something, though, before we leave."

"What?"

"I want you to kiss me, Damon."

"Elena…We've been through this…"

"I'm not young," Elena said determined. "I want it. Don't even tell me that I'm young. It's better if you tell me that you don't want to kiss me rather than telling me you can't because I'm young. I know what I want, Damon. I want you."

Damon turned around, hesitating. He could feel her gaze on him.

But then Damon blurred in front of her, grabbing her face and crashing her lips to his. Elena kissed him back immediately, her fingers twirling in his hair as he pulled her closer to him. His arms encircled her waist and she moved around so that she was against the wall. Damon took this opportunity to lift her up a little and he continued to kiss her.

"One of us still needs to breathe…" Elena panted when the kiss took longer than she imagined, and Damon smiled at her, backing away. She stared at him as she inhaled, and Damon tapped her nose lightly.

"You know that you're the main part of my life now, don't you?" Damon said slowly, staring at her with sincere eyes.

"I know that," Elena said in a quiet voice. "And I know that I'm still alive because of you."

"I promised you that I'll keep you safe. I'm going to honor my word forever."

He stroked her cheek and then he backed away from her. "I'll let you go and change, angel."

"So, where are we going exactly?"

"Bree sent me a letter. She told me that she found something new."

"I brought you so much confusion," Elena said, chuckling a little. "And I don't even know who I am."

"It doesn't matter to me, Elena," Damon said in a serious tone. "I don't care about your past. You're my girl no matter what."

Elena's eyes almost filled with tears when she heard him calling her his girl. It had been so long since she felt loved. He gave her knee a gentle squeeze and kept his eyes on the road.

"I have been having bad dreams again," Elena later announced. "I don't know why."

"What dreams?"

"I don't know. I see the necklaces a lot. And I always see fire…" Elena mumbled, "And then I see you."

"Me?"

She nodded her head.

"Am I hurting you in your dreams?"

"No. I just see you crying, shutting people out."

Damon paused for a while, almost feeling a sense of déjà vu. "Do you see more people?"

"I see Bonnie," Elena continued, then she continued hesitantly, "And Stefan."

He almost lost his grip on the wheel. "What?"

"He's always in my dreams," Elena continued. "Do you remember, the first time that you brought me to your house? I told you when I saw Stefan's picture that Stefan was familiar. I noticed that he's the same person in my dreams."

"Why didn't you tell me before, Elena?"

"When you told me about your relationship with your brother I didn't want to upset you," Elena mumbled truthfully.

He nodded slightly. "What do you see?"

"I just see him with you, trying to give you support…But it's just pieces…I see pieces. I'm starting to believe that maybe it's a puzzle. Maybe someone's trying to tell me something."

"Elena, my brother and I never had a comforting discussion, trust me," Damon said. "It's just a dream."

"I don't believe that," Elena said hesitantly. "I think that you care about your brother."

Damon bit his lip. He wouldn't answer that.

They finally arrived. It was a cold night, and the wind was strong. The sky was full of black clouds, and a shiver ran up Elena's spine when she saw the bright full moon. Damon took her hand in his and squeezed it to reassure her that nothing bad would happen to her.

The bar wasn't open, but Damon knew that Bree wanted to speak to them in private. Nobody knew her secret except one or two vampires.

"Bree?" Damon called out, but the room was empty. He started to make his way to one of the rooms when suddenly, a small voice answered him back.

"I'm sorry, Damon." It was Bree's voice, but when Damon turned to see what the hell she was talking about, Bree gave him a brain aneurysm using her powers, enough to make his vision blur. Then, before Elena could react or come help him, a man came and grabbed Elena from her waist.

He felt a huge impact on his head.

He could feel himself weakening by the second. His bones snapped into place, and black and white dots filled his vision. Where the hell was he?

He heard very distant voices, and he bit back a scream when something dug deep into his skin. He realized that he had a wound on his arm that had been created with vervain.

When he started to see clearly, though, he realized that he was in some kind of cell. Panic raised inside him when he realized that Elena was not there.

The door flung open and Damon, who was slowly getting his strength back, turned to see who the person was.

"Damon Salvatore."

"Who the hell are you?"

"Don't you remember me, Damon?" A perfect British accent asked. "My name is Niklaus. You might know me better as Klaus."

Damon stared in disgust. He knew that this vampire was the person that had put Elena through hell.

"Based on your warm welcome…I think you know who I am and what I want. Or better yet, who I want."

"I won't let you hurt Elena," Damon said in a fiery voice. "You've done enough."

"Silly boy," Klaus smirked. "I thought that you wised up…I was mistaken."

"What do you mean by that?" Damon was now standing in front of Klaus, a menacing glance on his face.

"Not yet, Damon, not yet," Klaus said, keeping the same tone.

"Where's Elena?"

"Oh. She's being taken care of right now."

"What are you doing to her? I swear to God, if you harm a hair on her head I will rip you apart slowly…"

"Betraying your own kind for a human," Klaus spat out the word human like a curse. "A mortal."

"Where's Elena?" Damon demanded again, blurring and pinning Klaus to the wall. The latter casually grabbed Damon's arm and twisted it behind his back. "I'm stronger than you, little boy."

Damon bit back a groan and Klaus smirked. "Well…if you insist…" Klaus lead Damon to the opposite side of the cell. There was a glass door and when Damon looked through it, he saw Elena lying on the floor, clearly in pain. She was bleeding violently and her face was pale. Next to her, two vampires were ruthlessly feeding from her neck, each one on each side of her neck.

"Stop!" Damon roared, pushing the door with all his strength, but he winced back when he felt his hands slowly burning.

"Oh, didn't I mention that the door is spiked with vervain? No?" Klaus smirked, and at the same time, Damon saw Elena's face agonizingly turn to his direction, her eyes begging him to help her.

"So sad, isn't it?" Klaus commented when he realized what was going on. "Now, this is how it's going to work. I want Elena either way, however I'm going to leave it up to you. Either you do what I want from you and…hmm, how am I going to put it…Yes, treat her nicely. Or you can deny and I'll keep hurting her. What do you think, Damon?"

"I'll do whatever you want, just stop hurting her," Damon growled, fighting to not attack Klaus again.

Klaus smirked, and in one swift movement of his fingers, the two vampires left Elena's side.

"Let me talk to her."

"I don't see why not," Klaus shook his head. "Don't even think about giving her vampire blood, though."

"I can't…"

"Damon."

"I won't," Damon hated being commanded by someone like that. But for Elena's sake, he nodded his head and complied.

Klaus pushed the door with one swift movement, barely noticing the pain the vervain brought on vampires.

Damon rushed into the room, cradling Elena's head in his arms. She was shaking violently, obviously she was scared and she was so cold after the blood loss.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, I'll get you out of here," Damon promised, shushing her gently. "I'll get you out, okay? Trust me…"

"It's too late, Damon," Tears streamed down her cheeks. "It's over for me now. I don't want to run anymore. He found me."

"Elena, don't…"

"Damon, I remember everything now," Elena wept. "I remembered everything the second they brought me here. Don't you remember, Damon?"

"Remember what, Elena? Remember what?"

"That you already tried saving me once, Damon. But I never made it out."

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