Characters: Damon, Kat, Kai
Summary: Set somewhere after S6. The night Damon is in the woods drinking, they get a snow storm. On his way home, he finds an injured Katherine. Will he save her, or will he let her die?
Pairings:
Datherine
It was a dark, snowy, windy night. Damon Salvatore was drinking a bottle of Bourbon, drowning his sorrows, when the wind picked up, making him realize there was a snow storm on the way. The snow was already quite deep. He didn't want to be out here when it hit, so he began to walk home.
Suddenly, in the heart of the woods, he saw someone half buried in the snow. SO he knelt at that someone's side and unburied her.
When she was unburied, he immediately recognized her as his sire who had been dead for several months. She lay on her back, out cold, an arrow in her side, a knife in her left thigh, her lower stomach bleeding as well, pale from blood loss, an ascendant in her right hand.
He looked down at her. There were very few people he knew that used a bow and arrow and would hurt anyone to try and get what they wanted. The only one that came to mind was Kai. He had recently killed Kai by severing his head to save Bonnie recently. Now, looking at her, he realized Kai had hurt Katherine too.
He rested a gentle hand on the right side of her cheek.
"Hey; Katherine," he called. "It's me. Can you hear me? I need you to wake up." He patted her cheek, needing her to awaken. She had lost a lot of blood. He needed her to wake up and stay awake. Between blood loss and cold weather, he had to keep you awake long enough for him to get to the closest shelter and stop the bleeding, as well as try to warm her. Otherwise, she wouldn't make it.
With his free hand, he pulled the arrow out and tossed it to the ground, before putting the ascendant in his pocket.
"Come on, Katherine. Open your eyes for me." He stopped patting, when she began to wake up. "That a girl. I need you awake."
He put her arm around his shoulders and gently pulled her into his arms.
"Damon?" she softly questioned.
"It's me," he assured her. He got to his feet with her in his arms. "I need you to stay awake for me."
She didn't understand why she had to stay awake, but she did her best to do as she was told. All she knew was how cold and tired she was and how hard it was for her to breathe.
Half an hour later, he entered the barn Jules had once tortured Caroline at four years ago.
He gently layed her down in the middle of the aisle by one of the stalls. He then gently lifted her head to put his jacket under it as a pillow. He then used a long enough cloth to tie around her stomach wound.
"I need you to hang on just a little longer. Focus, Kat," he encouraged, hearing her breathing growing shallow and could see that she couldn't hang on for much longer. And she was shaking and had blue lips and had lost most of her body heat.
Unable to hold on any longer for her elder childe, she found herself plummeting into darkness. Then she felt and heard nothing.
He gently pulled her into his arms and draped his jacket around her, her back against him and used an arm to try and create friction to warm her, having no body heat of his own to use. With his free hand, he took the knife out of her leg and tossed it aside. He then bit his wrist and put it to her lips, making his blood go down her throat, taking a chance.
"Good girl. That a girl," he said, seeing her wounds heal and hearing her breathing get back to normal.
After a few minutes, he took it away, which instantly healed.
A few hours later, when she came to, she was in Damon's bed with him seated on her bedside, healed.