He doesn't know how long Caroline's been gone, but the time has done nothing to soothe his bleeding soul. He's never felt more alone, which he finds sadistically funny, since he's been alone for most of his life. She gave him a connection, and he never knew how much he needed one until it was gone. He's losing his will to hold on, before Caroline the only thing that kept his emotions on were hate and thoughts of revenge, but after Caroline those things don't seem like enough. The days have been dragging, even the experiments aren't able to take his mind off of the hole in his chest.
A cry of pain snaps him out of his self musings, and peaks his interest. The only screams of agony that bounce off these walls are his own, so he is surprised to hear another voice. He doesn't recognize the voice, not that he thinks Whitmore would strap Billy or Paul down and begin to cut them open. He begins to get an inkling of what Caroline felt every time she had to watch him get cut open, hear his cries of pain.
After a while listening to the effects of pain, Enzo begins to realize that they aren't coming for him. He is hesitant to relax, still ready for his usual routine. Enzo braces himself on the bars, closing his eyes and listening to the other vampire. He hasn't seen one since he was turned, it wasn't until after he turned that he realized what she was. Enzo shakes his head out of that thought, focusing on the other vampire. It sounds like a male, and he seems to enjoy swearing at Whitmore, which makes Enzo chuckle.
Eventually Enzo leans against the back wall, resting his head and keeping his eyes shut, at least the pain from the experiments gives him a small reprieve from his inner demons. But now, with nothing but his thoughts and the screams of pain from another, it seems to be worse. He feels like he has to fight against the loneliness threatening to drown him until there's nothing left.
His treacherous brain reminds him that this could be his last day, if they think the other vampire is going to help them reach their end goal sooner. If that happens, he will never get to see another sun rise or sun set, he wont get to watch the stars, drink bourbon, wont get to see how the world's changed, nor say thank you. Enzo pushes those thoughts away as he hears the lock click.
Enzo opens his brown eyes, but doesn't move, he just watches as Paul and Billy drag another form into the room. Paul and Billy drop him in the cell next to Enzo and they lock the door on their way out.
"Welcome." Enzo greets.
"Dr. Whitmore never gets tired of watching his vampires heal. He gives us one glass of blood per day, just enough to keep us alive. Pick yourself up solider." Enzo gives him a brief summary.
He then introduces him self, "My name's Enzo."
The man takes his hand, he can see the strength in his crystal clear blue eyes, "Damon."
Maybe he won't be alone after all. Enzo hates himself the moment he thinks it.
A/N the last few lines of dialogue are from the show. I'm sorry for such a short chapter, don't worry the next one's longer.
I was in a rush to post this, so I only looked it over once. If there are any errors please let me know.
Loveklaroline: I do read your ideas, but I can't comment on them without giving away huge spoilers :) The one shot has hit a road block, but don't worry I'm working though it. I hope you enjoy this chapter! I'm really excited to bring Damon in, he's one of my favorites. I do have a hard time writing him, so please let me know how I did. Thank you for all of your support, I probably would have gave up ages ago.