Stud

“You let me die,” she reminded him. She did a lot to get back at Damon. To get him to back off. But she never let him die. “I admit I might have been foolish enough to believe the soul doppelganger theory. At least that meant i wasn’t destined to be alone.” She reached up to touch his cheek. “But your father was a fool. Not just for letting a vampire more into his house and control his life. But because he didn’t see you. Not many people make a good vampire. But I will never regret turning you. Giving you the fight to go against your father. To do what you wanted. Is it so hard to understand why someone would love you? The man that love with all his heart. That would take any beating or attack for those he loves.” She smiled. “That even when you were up against a whole town of vampire haters you still came for me.” 

At her little reminder, Damon bit at the inside of his cheek. She was right, he did let her die. But that didn’t mean it was easy for him. “You really don’t see it, do you?” Damon asks, a brow lifted in question. “Even when the stupid doppelganger theory wasn’t in play, you still had people that wanted you. If you had let them in, you wouldn’t have ended up alone.” Damon honestly hated that stupid theory and once it was brought up, it’s all anyone could ever talk about. The sharpness of his teeth capture the tip of his tongue as Katherine’s hand is placed on his cheek, surprising himself when he doesn’t pull away from her touch.  PRIDE was a finicky thing with Damon, he wanted to hold onto it for as long as he could because in the end, it was pride that got him where he was today. “I will always come for you.” Since when did ‘would’ turn into ‘will’? Before Damon even knew it, the wall he had built to keep her out had crashed down. “I’m a dick, I’m impulsive and I take things to the extreme when things need to be done just so they could finally be done. I don’t sit in a little group circle and discuss alternatives because I don’t have the patience for it. More often than not I let my anger control what I do and what I say. And I had a lot of it towards you, Katherine. I know I let you die, but it wasn’t easy for me. And….” Pride would just have to sit out on this one, “I’m sorry that I didn’t fight for another way. I’m sorry I let you die.”

“Yeah when Bonnie and I were in France. I ran into her. I had been hurt in an attack. She healed me. Then the same people caught up with us the next day. Killed me and Bonnie as some kind of punishment.” It felt odd telling the true story after so long.

Rebekah was the one person Damon failed to list while trying to figure out who Jeremy had a thing for, and hearing all of this just put the two together. “Rebekah’s not the type of person to just heal someone she doesn’t care about.” Damon states, tilting his head to the side. “It’s Rebekah, isn’t it?”

“You turning her. She didn’t seem all that upset about any of it. Just wanted us to be together.” He sighed. Right. That. “I guess it was Rebekah’s blood,” he admitted. “But someone else killed me.”

“Wait back up,” Damon stood a little straighter then, “Rebekah. As in Rebekah Mikaelson?” He only knew of one Rebekah and that happened to be the blonde bombshell.

“I don’t know, I don’t think Vicki would have seen it like that. You didn’t mean for her to die. I mean, turning her… it’s not bad for everyone. Being a vampire. I don’t blame the person that turned me. I kind of just owe her for it.”

“About me turning her, or Stefan killing her?” Back then, in his own selfish mind. She was entertainment for him, and he told her that point blank. If she had lived long enough though, Damon could see the two becoming friends of sorts. “Who did turn you, by the way?”

Katherine took a step closer to him, just enough to make her point. “I still feel the same,” she said. “I’m not a vampire anymore, Damon. I might be afraid about what you did but I think we both know that I have done a lot worse to you. The question is… you became a different person after Elena. Someone that hated me. That turned on me. That didn’t love me. I want to know if he is still in there. I want you to answer my question. What do you want me to do?”

“Is that what you really think?” Damon asks, a brow lifting. “That I didn’t love you?” The idea was absurd, sure -- Damon buried it deep down, but it was still there. “Why do you think everything you did hurt so much? I couldn’t bring myself to understand how someone who claims to love someone could do what you did to me. And at one point I had to come to terms with everything you were saying, so I used the one emotion stronger than love to mask it.”  It just turned out, unluckily for her -- he had a lot of pent up anger towards her. “You spent so much of your time throwing my brother in my face, telling me things I’ve heard since I was six by my own father. I would have much preferred you to either torture or kill me than all of that.” He notes, “So if you do still love me, then I want you to prove it to me. Fight for me like I did you.”

“I mean clearly Snape would be awesome. But you are the one that knew more of the dead than me. Who did you see? Who would you want to be alive again?”

“Marilyn Monroe was fun,” Damon thought back to his years as a vampire, “Elvis and Kurt Cobain too. But out of all them, I’d love to see Robin Williams back more.”

“She was the first girl I cared about. I still care about her. Clearly I would keep her away from.. you know people that don’t understand what it’s like to be a new turned vampire. Hunters. Stefan. But she would be a vampire again, right? So she will need someone to help her get back to this life. You might have turned her for… selfish reasons but Vicki could have been like Caroline. She could have worked it out.” 

"I get why you’re upset with Stefan about it, but he was once a new vampire too. He knows how it is, I think he was just acting in the moment because she about killed your sister.” Damon knew that Stefan felt guilty about it to this day. “If she’s back, she can be.” Damon nods, “She was fun when she was a vampire.” He didn’t mean it in a crude way, like he would have before. But Vicki was fun to hang out with when they were dancing. “Y’know, it’s.... years late but I am sorry that I was the monster in her story.”

“A witch. Of kind. And I wasn’t in your mind, so much as seeing your past. A conversation when someone you know told you that compulsion didn’t work, and a future event where you suggested it as an idea. Events get a little turned around in my head. I won’t comment on the brunette though.”

“Eugh,” Damon makes a face when he hears that the other has seen his past, “I wouldn’t wish that on anyone, sorry about that.” Damon’s past was definitely something. It’s had it’s ups, but mostly it’s downs. “Hm,” Damon chuckles, “Which one?” 

“That explains alot,” She said to Damon, trying to figure him out.”Well I’m glad you two have figured out your differences and issues with each other. Very mature,” She chuckled.”It truly is. Plus, the worse we could do here is sing some bad karaoke,”

“Wait, wait, wait. For all you know, I could be a fantastic singer.” Damon laughs before shaking his head, “I’m not but y’know. If we want to have some drunken karaoke fun, we could do some shots.”

        “ I am an angel of the abyss . an angel of the lord.” 

“Oh.” Damon hums, “Lucky me, I got to meet the King and Queen of Hell, in our world, and an angel. Y’know, I’ve always knew I’d meet the devil himself, but an angel? Not a chance.”