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Damon's POV

"I've done some research on Wayne Burgess and got a decent amount of information on his human life. He was Caucasian with shaggy black hair and held a job as an accountant in Bern, Switzerland, but was said to be mysteriously killed about a week after his wife was killed, but we know that isn't true." I sigh.

"Do you think we should go to his hometown and try and track down information there?" Stefan asks while Elena patiently listens.

"I don't see what good it would do. We don't need to know about his life as an accountant, we need to know about his life as a vampire hunter who happens to be a vampire.

"What do you propose we do?"

I rub my temples with the tips of my fingers. "To be completely honest, I don't know. Jay said something about him coming back for him."

"So should we stay in town for a while and keep an eye on Jay in hopes of catching this guy," Elena chimes in.

"We could, but we would have to be extra cautious because it isn't just Jay he is after, it is the entire race of vampires. If he happens to come across one, I can't see why he wouldn't slash them on the spot." Although the man is a particularly young vampire, I can tell by gathered information that he is smart and has learned a lot in a little amount of time. We are all camped out in my room at the motel, getting work done as a group. I look over onto the nightstand in between the two beds and notice the liquor is out and grumble slightly before grabbing the keys to my car.

"I'm going to down the street and get some more liquor. I'll be back in a few." I head out the door and drive to the liquor store down the road. It is almost 7:30, but getting dark fast. I buy three bottles of the good stuff and head out the door to my car. As I am climbing into the driver's seat, I feel the prick of a needle stab into my shoulder and vervain start to pulse through my veins.

"Gotcha," a man says and then I'm out like a light.

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I wake up strapped to a chair with rope that sears into my skin. Wayne is sitting in a wooden chair across from me. The room looks like an old storage building, but seems abandoned and useless.

"Ah, shit," I grumble. "Why haven't you killed me yet?" It surprises me that he didn't just shank me on the spot. My guard was down, so it would have been easy. There is only one excuse for that; he wants something from me.

"All in good time."

"What do you want? I don't like a stubborn ass."

"You know, you are really impolite and offensive, considering you are the one strapped to a chair. I'd think you should be begging for mercy right about now."

"No thanks, I'd rather die with some dignity."

"Not just yet. I've got a couple questions first."

"Bite me."

He takes the knife sitting next to his chair and stabs it into my shoulder. "How about I stab you instead?"

I wince in pain.

"Alright. I know that you have been in contact with Jay Thompson, but right after you showed up in town, he took off. Now, I could go track him down and do all that detective work, but why not start with the three of you who came to town looking for me? And, yes. I know about your accomplices, Stefan and Elena."

I tense up at the mention of your name.

"It is too bad you brought your family back to life, too. You and Elena could have easily gone off and lived happily ever after."

"Piss off."

"Are you getting angry? Does that hurt your feelings? You should know that you didn't deserve them anyways. I honestly felt a little bad for killing them, but not too bad because vampires shouldn't exist and the less there are the better."

"Why don't you start with yourself?" I spit the words out.

"At some point, but not until I find the remaining original vampires and rid the world of our wretched kind once and for all."

"So that's what this is all about. You want information on the originals or what remains of them."

"After I kill Jay. They are next on the list."

"What makes you think you can kill them. There are three left and you probably don't know which one you descended from."

"Don't you think I'll find accomplices first? I am positive there are other vampire hating groups out there. I'm not saying it won't be hard, but it is feasible."

I don't respond, realizing that this might be my end.

"How about we get down to business? If you don't start talking, then I'll kill Elena, then your brother. And if I recall, if they die so does your son and wife."

I feel my eyes water slightly, but through the blur I see movement and then a voice.

"But that isn't going to happen today," Elena says while shoving a stake through Wayne's heart.

Stefan unties me and helps me out the door while Elena grabs the body and shoves it in the trunk. The sun is rising outside, so I must have been out all night. We bury the body and then go back to the motel. Stefan leaves us to go get blood bags and runs a couple errands before leave to go back to Nashville.

"Are you ok?" Elena finally asks when we are finally in the room.

"I think so." It surprises me when a smart-ass comment doesn't come out. "How did you find me in the first place?"

"We called Miranda, a descendant from the Bennett bloodline. She did a tracking spell on you after we found your car abandoned by the liquor store."

"That was smart," I shrug.

"He obviously didn't want to just find Jay, so what did he want?"

"Info on the originals."

She gasps slightly. It had been a long time since we ever had to deal with them. I remember when we had wanted to kill them, but if they were killed, then all vampires would become extinct.

"I'll be right back," I say as I head out onto the balcony.

I pull up the home number on my phone and call, but as expected, it goes straight to voicemail.

"Hey Cadence. It's me. We killed him or Elena killed him. I actually got my ass kicked," I laugh slightly to lighten up the mood. "So we are coming back. I guess I will talk to you soon." I hang up the phone and go back into the room. Elena is sitting on the bed where I left her. I give her a sad smile. She smiles back, but I know she heard the phone call.

I sit on the bed next to her. She puts her hand on my cheek and pulls my lips to hers. I realize that maybe Wayne was right. I don't deserve the family I have now, but gather that it's not that I don't deserve them. It's that you really only have one perfect love in life and I had found mine a long time ago.

"I think we are ready for each other now," Elena says.

"I told you so," I whisper, "the night after I kissed you on the porch."

"I know and now it's right and it's right now."

I smile at her and smirk a little bit at the peace I finally feel. "But don't forget the always."

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