A/N: So, this is it! The final chapter of season TWO! It took longer then expected, but now we finally get to season three! Now, I must change the summary a little, but not much. I'm so excited that I am going to skip onto the chapter!

Poison & Wine ~ Chapter XVIII

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"You brought me to see a girl movie," Jeremy said as Elena laid a blanket to sit on the ground.

"We had to get out of the house, Jer. This is our 3-hour distraction from reality." Elena responded.

"Is that what we're doing? Pretending like we're not screwed up?" I asked, taking a sip of my drink that was in a cup which was non-see through. Jeremy nodded in agreement with me while Elena looked at the cup suspiciously. "It's just apple juice," I said, taking another sip.

"They have some drink over there for sale," Elena pointed to the stand before folding her arms. "Why couldn't you just buy it from over there?"

"I'm not going to pay four dollars for a small drink I can get a gallon for two dollars at the store."

She sighed, shaking her head. "Listen, guys, we need to do this, okay? Breathe, eat, sleep, wake up, and do it all over again until one day, it's just not as hard anymore," She said as she sat down. After Jenna and John's funeral, I'd been taken home by Damon. Then, I had slept for almost an entire day when Elena woke me up and forced Jeremy and I to come watch Gone with the Wind. I had not wanted to come, but Elena had forced me it of bed. Anyways, I figured I might see Elijah out and about. Then, I would punch him between those beautiful brown eyes.

"My Original vampire love interest saved the hybrid, who was his brother and the same one who sacrificed my aunt and you, then my biological dad died without any warning whatsoever… That will get easier?" I folded my arms, she gave me a frown in response.

Right then, before she could respond, Caroline walked up with a basket. "Hey! There you guys are. Who's hungry?" She sat next to Elena as Jeremy and I stood, our arms crossed.

"Are we really doing this?" Jeremy asked before I could.

Caroline answered with, "Yes, we are really doing this. We are going to take a page from Scarlett. We made it through the war. I know you guys went through hell, and my mom knows I am a vampire, so basically it's like Atlanta has burned. And yet, in spite of everything, we persevere."

"All right," Jeremy sat down with them. That traitor! We weren't ever going to be the same, couldn't the fools see that? "What are we eating?"

"Something good," Caroline said, then looked up at me expectantly. "Well?

"I'll pass. I'm sure the stoner pit has more interesting things," I turned and walked off from them. Why pretend? I feel like I'm falling apart between Jenna and John's death and then Elijah's betrayal, which sliced through me like a knife. He had promised me, and he went back on that promise. My aunt and biological dad died because of him.

I circled around the large group of people, my mind zoning out. No thoughts passed through my mind, and it was good, until I saw Elena and Stefan talking. As I got closer, I tuned into their conversation.

"…Listen, um, the other night when Damon was helping Tyler, something happened. Tyler was starting to transform, and Damon was bitten." I froze in place as their conversation continued. Tyler was in town again? And he bit Damon? I remembered what happened with Rose but… Tyler was a werewolf? They had left that out.

"What? Is it… is he gonna… ?" Elena asked, shock on her face.

"Yeah," Stefan nodded and my heart broke a little more. Damon was dying?

"Oh, my God. And he came to the house this morning and... and tried to apologize. I practically slammed the door in his face," Elena said, covering her mouth.

"He told me not to tell you, or Andy, but I figured if you wanted to talk to him, I-I wouldn't wait." He said.

"Stefan…"

"It's not over. There might be a cure, but I have to find Klaus to get it."

"No. He's gonna kill you."

"No, he had the chance to kill me, but he didn't. Whatever Damon's done, whatever has led him here, I'm the one that made him become a vampire in the first place, so if there's a chance for a cure, I owe it to him to find it."

They embraced each other, and Stefan continued talking. "Go talk to him. Just tell him that there's still hope."

Elena nodded and headed off, not noticing me. I rushed over to Stefan, tears in my eyes. "I know where to find Klaus," I said. "I can bring you to him."

"Andy—"

"Please, Stefan, let me help," I pleaded to him. "Please, for Damon."

He stared at me a moment before nodding. "All right, let's go."

Stefan stopped the car and I quickly climbed out. I started to head towards the apartment building… until I saw that we weren't at Alaric's apartment building. We were at Tyler's house.

"Why are we here?" I asked as Stefan walked by me.

"We need Tyler," He simply said before continuing toward the house. He didn't even knock, he just walked right in and I followed. As soon as I stepped through, I knew I made a mistake.

Stefan turned right around and walked out, but stopped on the porch to turn to look at me. "Keep her here," He said.

"Will do."

I looked behind me to see Tyler. "Ty, what's going on?" I then turned back to Stefan and saw he was already heading toward the car. I tried to leave, but it was as if I'd hit some type of force field. Did Bonnie do this? I had a hatred for witches at this moment. "Stefan! Stefan!" I screamed after him. It was no use, he wouldn't come back. I turned back toward Tyler, ready to seriously injure him. "Tyler, what the hell do you think you are doing trying to keep me here?!" I walked straight up to him, sneering at him.

He leaned his head back slightly. "Stefan knows that Klaus will negotiate something in return for the cure; he doesn't want that something to end up being you."

"Ugh!" I shoved him and then went back to the door. I kicked and hit it until I was out of breath. By then, Tyler had sat on the couch so I plopped down beside him. "Damon's dying, Ty. I might not love him as I once did but… but he's still important to me. I'd trade myself to Klaus, as much torture as it would be, to save him."

"Exactly Stefan's reasoning," He looked over at me. He nudged me with his arm. "Hey, remember when you caught Vicki and me—"

"Which time?" I asked weakly. He was trying to distract me, I knew it.

He laughed. "The first time. When we were still together. Do you remember what you did?"

"I punched her and then did the same to you but added a kick in the balls for you," I said, then paused as we both had a brief moment of laughter. "And dumped you."

"I might not be able to have kids because of that." He pointed out.

"Yeah, that was the point. I figured it was better than actually going through the trouble of 'fixing' you," I chucked. "Well, that and I had never actually slept with anyone, and was planning on you being my first."

"You've not with Damon?"

"Nope," I popped the 'p.' "Never got the chance, though at the climax – no pun intended – of our relationship, I totally would have. I mean, come on, it's Damon Salvatore, but then he told me he loved Elena, and I found out about the supernatural… And met Elijah."

"Whatever happened between you guys? Elijah and you, I mean?"

I frowned. "I followed him around like a sick puppy and it was as if he was my whole world, which I now see how naïve I was. No real love's like that. It's consuming and passionate, yes, but… but it's not wanting to kill yourself because that person's gone. Right?"

"I have no clue. I've never been in that kind of love. It doesn't sound healthy, though."

"Exactly! It's not… but I do have a therapist, which could explain many things about my messed up self," I looked up at him again. "I bet my therapist isn't happy - I skipped today's appointment."

He sighed. "I can actually take some blame for the therapist."

"What?" I asked, completely taken aback. How was it his fault?

"I was cheating on you already, and then you caught me. The next night, your parents were in the accident. I avoided you at first because I didn't know what to say. Not only that, I practically shoved alcohol down your throat by the liters."

"It wasn't your fault for my downfall. I was a ticking time bomb already and just couldn't handle not having my parents," I shrugged, leaning back in my seat. "You know I had many problems before. I got addicted to my pain medicine when I was about fourteen. The point is, I had major problems before you, Ty. Still do."

"Andy, you aren't drinking, though, right?"

"Oh, you don't know how much I wish I could. I always want a drink or a cigarette! Dear God, I'm a horrifying person," I rubbed my eyes. "I'm going to end up in an asylum, Ty, I know I am. I don't know how I can't. I know my therapist thinks I'm crazy. Am I?"

"The fact you can ask that to yourself proves you aren't," He argued, hugging me tightly. I allowed it, but soon pulled back. "Plus, if all you want is a cigarette or a drink, I think you are doing pretty well. That doesn't mean you are horrifying."

"You're distracting me from pouting about Damon," I pointed out, deciding to change the subject. I didn't want to talk about me anymore. "How did Stefan even get in touch with you to let you know I was coming? I was with him the entire time."

"Before going to tell Elena and you, he asked me. He knew you would try coming to see Klaus, so he got Bonnie to spell the house," Tyler explained, and my anger flared up again.

"He has no right to control me!" I growled. "I'm not Elena, I don't need his protection; I can take care of myself!"

"You're a human with a good right hook, but you've got no other good offense," He said. "You really need to be in Florida or Tennessee with those werewolf packs I met. They are crazy good fighters."

"How? Why do they need to learn to fight when they are werewolves?"

"We only turn on full moons, we've got to defend ourselves every other time." He explained.

"Would they help a human train?"

"I'm sure, if I referred the human."

"Do you think—" I was cut off by my phone ringing. I looked to see it was Elena, and held up a finger to Tyler pausing our conversation. "Hello?" I answered.

"Andy…" A hoarse, broken voice said.

"Damon?" I whispered, standing from my seat and crossing the room to the windows.

"I didn't think you'd pick up."

"You called from Elena's cell and you are dying."

"Still… didn't think you'd answer."

We were quiet for a long moment until I spoke up again. "I wish I was there for you, but I'm trapped in the Lockwood house by your brother," I explained. "He wouldn't let me come see Klaus with him."

"Good… I don't like the way Klaus looks at you or speaks about you,"

"That's two of us," I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Damon, I-I—"

"Don't," He coughed. "You aren't supposed to be a pity party as well. I need a laugh."

"Can't help you there, Damon," I sighed.

He coughed again. "I just had to hear your voice one last time. I've always loved the sound of it. Much more soothing than Stefan's."

I laughed, but it sounded off chord. "Flattery won't get you anywhere, Mr. Salvatore,"

"It will, eventually."

"But not today."

"Take care of your sister for me, will you? Don't let her sacrifice herself anymore,"

"I won't…"

"And take care of Stef—" He groaned.

"I will, I promise."

There was a long pause as he finished up his coughing fit. Then, he spoke again. "I should apologize for what I put you through."

"You're forgiven," I managed to say.

"So... easily?"

"Well, you are on your deathbed. I figure it's now or never."

"Andy… Oh, how much I wish I could see your face right now."

"Um, I don't know, Damon. You see, my face is enough like an angel's that it just might make you think that you did enough good things to get you into heaven. We all know that, with your twisted soul, wouldn't happen," I teased lightly, and it actually made him laugh.

"Guess I deserve hell, hmm?"

"Yes, you really so. But now, you listen, Damon. You better make sure I've got a good place in hell, okay? Make sure I'm not cheated, and I'll see you soon enough down there," I told him, swallowing back the tears. This was just like we used to be, before our feelings (or at least mine) got in the way of our friendship.

"Why, of course, Andy! Also, I'll make sure to warn Satan of your entire personality when I get there. He'll be trembling by the time you arrive."

I snorted, smiling weakly. "You've always been a pushover when it comes to me. What, are you in love with me or something?"

He laughed another distorted laugh. "Another reason I called you… You can actually joke unlike Elena."

"That's why I'm your Wonder Woman to your Superman, while she's Lois Lane," I leaned my forehead against the window. "I wish we had become friends again, Damon. I wish I could have looked past my feelings."

"You wouldn't have been able to see past your trust issues."

"Maybe, maybe not. We'll never know," I shrugged though I knew he couldn't see me.

"I will always love you, Andy."

I exhaled, the tears filling my eyes. "I-I love you, too, Damon. Always…" The phone cut off, and I allowed the tears to fall from my eyes as I pulled the phone from my ear.

"What happened?" Tyler asked, his voice moving closer. Quickly, I wiped the tears away. "Andy?"

I turned to face him. "He hung up, I think." Or he died, I added in my thoughts.

"Oh," Tyler saw my hands shaking, so he came over and hugged me tightly. I embraced him back and squeezed my eyes closed, picturing Damon's eyes. Those eyes I'd never see again.

Tyler brought me to sit on the couch, and then went to go make me some tea. I stared at my phone, wanting to make some call, but didn't know who to call. Jenna was gone. Elena was with Damon. Damon was dying or had already died. Stefan was with Klaus. Bonnie and Caroline, maybe? No, they were probably too busy with other things to care about my broken heart. Same for Jeremy and Alaric.

Matt, maybe?

I dialed his number quickly, hoping he didn't have to work today. "Hello?"

"Matt, hey," I greeted, running my fingers over the sofa. "Do you wanna come over to Tyler's house? I think we're going to have a game marathon, like we used to." I know, we shouldn't be playing games, but I was stuck in here and I needed to be distracted.

"Uh, yeah, sure." He promised to be here in twenty and we bid farewell to one another before hanging up. Right then, Tyler came in with the tea and some blankets.

"Who was that?" He asked.

"Matt," I answered. "He's coming over so we can have a game marathon, like we used to."

He grinned. "Silent Hill?"

I returned the smile. "Silent Hill."

Matt arrived in twenty minutes, just as Tyler and I finished setting up the food and the XBOX. We instantly went into player mode, and everything became serious as we helped another with Silent Hill. It proved to be a great distraction. I had actually forgotten for a while about what was going on outside, until my phone rang. Elena.

"Hello? Elena?" I questioned as I paused the game. Tyler and Matt looked over at me.

"Andy," Elena's voice said, a deep sadness to it. "Are you okay? Are you safe?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

"Stefan traded himself to Klaus for the cure to save Damon… He's gone, Andy. He left town… with Klaus."

"Elena… Is Damon okay?"

"Yes, he's fine. He's healing up now."

I exhaled in relief. Damon was okay. He was okay. "Okay, that's good. Now, I'm going to get Bonnie to get me from Tyler's, and she'll drop me off at the house. Our house. We'll talk about Stefan then, okay?"

"Okay…"

We hung up, and I texted Bonnie to ask her to come get me. She replied with she's on her way.

"Damon's okay," I told them finally. They seemed relieved by that. "But Stefan gave himself over to Klaus for the cure." They both stared in shock. "Bonnie's coming to get me. I'm going to go comfort my sister—" I was going to try and forgive her, too, but that's going to take a while. I looked back up at Tyler, the werewolf packs he mentioned earlier popping into my head. "—but in the meantime, while we wait for Bonnie . . . Why don't toy tell me a little more about these werewolf packs?"

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The End of Chapter XVIII

So, next chapter, SEASON THREE! Unless you guys want a sneak peak at some planned scenes. Review, say what you would like to see in season three. I apologize to those who wanted to see her go with Klaus, but she needs time to heal. Being around the man who killed her aunt and inadvertently killed her biological father for an entire summer wouldn't be the best way to forgive and forget, so, I'm sending her on a different path. I think it will be interesting, no?

Please review, my fellow chaps, it will be greatly appreciated (say what you wanna see in the chapters during season three)! Ciao!

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