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"Higher, Daddy!" Bethany laughs as I push her on the swing set. It is 9 at night, which we have found to be the best time to come to the park due to the lack of people. After Bethany almost ate a 10 year old boy who fell off the monkey bars and scraped up his knees in the middle of the day, Elena and I mutually agreed that an evening visit would probably be best.
"If he pushes you any higher, you're going to hit your head on the moon, baby girl," Elena smiles, lounging on the park bench.
"Jump?" Bethany asks when she reaches the optimal height.
"Jump, sweetheart," I say, nodding my head and moving out of the way. Bethany leaps off of the swing and shoots straight up into the air and above the tree tops, another reason why we can't visit the park during the day.
"1….2…," I whisper, having done this a million times. And just before the 3rd count, I catch Bethany in my waiting arms.
"Again!" she wails, letting her beautiful smile shine.
"It is your bedtime, little lady," I say, latching her onto my back. Taking Elena's hand in mine, we start the walk back to the house.
"Could you take Bethany?" I say within a several yards of our house, before placing our daughter in Elena's arms, "I'm going to grab the mail and the newspaper."
"Ok, well in two minutes, I'm going to be naked and waiting for you."
"Then I guess I'll have to be there in one then."
I grab the mail and flip through the envelopes, seeing if there was anything of importance. In the split second that I look up from the mail, somebody snaps my neck.
Groaning, I feel myself regain consciousness. My vision is blurry, but I can make out the fuzzy shapes of three vampires.
"Damon Salvatore," the woman in the middle says in a loud authoritative voice, "Husband of Elena Salvatore, brother of Stefan Salvatore and more curiously, the biological father of Bethany Rose Salvatore."
"Sounds like you did your homework," I moan, finally getting a good look of my captors who have chained me to a chair. The woman in the middle has curly red hair and a gaze that could shoot darts. There are two men, flanking her; one with short dirty blonde hair and a stocky build; the other is relatively tall and has dark brown hair.
She smirks slightly; just barely amused.
"You're not here to talk smack with us," she scowls, "so, the sooner you give us what we want, the sooner we may or may not let you go."
"You haven't exactly informed me of what you're after, so how can I answer a question that has yet to be spoken?" I taunt, earning a stab to the abdomen.
"I hate smart-asses, so when I learned that you were the father," she scoffs, "well you can imagine my reaction."
"Wait," I groan, shaking my head while pulling the knife out of my stomach, "Is this about my kid?"
"He's not as stupid as I expected," the boy to the right of Miss Bitch says.
"Well find your own, cuz she's mine."
The woman takes a bottle and dumps it on my head, which I soon know to be vervain by the burning sensation that engulfs my scalp.
"You are so stubborn. Things would be a lot less painful if you would give up the self-righteous act and accept the fact that you cannot win, so" she says angrily, but takes a deep breath to continue on, "how did Bethany happen?"
I narrow my eyes, not wanting to discuss my daughter with anyone who might do her harm. "I don't know," I finally holler, "Elena and I had sex and then she happened."
"I don't believe you," The woman says again, stabbing me with another dagger. I holler out in pain.
"I honestly have no idea. We'd been together for years already and had been having unprotected sex for all those years also, so why Elena suddenly got pregnant is beyond me."
Miss Bitch looks at me with that intense gaze, obviously wanting to just kill me.
"Danni, I think he is telling the truth," the other boy finally speaks up.
"I know, but He won't believe it."
"Who is He?" I mutter, still in physical pain.
"None of your damn business," Danni yells, running her fingers briskly through her hair.
"Anything or anyone involving my girls is my business," I say, just as a flash of blonde and brunette hair comes whooshing past. That blonde head sinks her teeth into the boy on the right, while the brunette rips off the other boys head. Unfortunately, Danni speeds away before the other two hit the ground.
"Oh my God!" Elena hollers, bending down to free me from the restraints.
"I'll be back," Caroline says, before she speeds away in pursuit of the woman.
She plunges her wrist into my mouth and although it is vampire blood, I feel strength returning to my body.
"Where is Bethany?" I hold onto my wife's shoulders, concerned that the red head would find her in our absence.
"Bonnie's got her. She's ok, Damon. I promise." We embrace for several seconds, taking a moment to reassure each other.
"They asked about Bethany, Elena. Somebody is interested in her and I have a feeling that it's going to get bad."
"Then we'll figure it out. We always figure it out because we have no other option," Elena says, placing her hands on each side of my head, reassuringly.
I nod my head before bringing her in for another embrace.
"She's far off by now, nowhere in Mystic Falls, that's for sure," Caroline says when she comes back.
"There is nothing we can do about it now, so let's go see our kid," Elena says, pulling me towards the direction of the car.
When we get home, Bethany is asleep in the middle of our bed, with Bonnie sitting up against the headboard reading a book.
She gets up carefully and tiptoes over to Elena, Caroline, and I.
"Thank you….both of you," Elena says, "I can't even imagine what would have happened if I didn't have you guys."
"You know that we wouldn't let a soul lay one finger on Bethany's precious little head," Bonnie smiles at us, "so Caroline and I are going to bunk in some of the spare rooms just to make sure everything is ok."
"Thank you so much," Elena says, giving each of them another hug.
"Anytime," Caroline says nonchalantly, "I've always wanted to know what a hot vampire boy tastes like."
Elena smiles a genuine smile despite the distress of the last couple hours, but the fatigue is evident on all of our faces, considering it is 2 a.m.
Bonnie and Caroline say their goodnights before I jump into the shower. Elena joins me for a brief moment to rinse off her body, but quickly puts her pajamas on to join our little sleeping beauty.
When I finally finish grooming myself, Elena is also asleep with her arms wrapped around Bethany. I slide in behind my wife who stirs slightly, letting a content smile grow upon her face.
"I love this," she says quietly, "I love this life; this everything we've got; every moment that we share; And if anybody is going to try and ruin that, they better know that I'm going to fight like hell for it."
"I know you will, babe," I murmur, kissing the back of her neck, "I know."
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