Datherine |Highway 64
Damon Salvatore was known for pissing off women but none came close to what Elena Gilbert felt when he told her she had to stay back. Ever since finding out that Stefan had handed himself over to save Damon, Damon found himself needing to go into big brother mode and save his little bro. Unfortunately, Little Brother was not the brooding and whining brother he had come to love considering Stefan had been controlled by blood lust which had brought out the Ripper. He had seen the mess that Stefan had made before years ago but this was different. There was no way in hell he was going to let Elena come face to face with the Ripper and there was no way in hell that Damon would let Klaus find out that his precious doppelganger was still alive and thriving. No, he needed to do this alone which had resulted in him having a one on one with Ric. Everyone, including those who had despised him had been on Damon's side. He needed to do this alone and he'd have to leave Elena behind in the process. She was pissed and it had only grown when she realized she couldn't step outside of her own house, thanks to Witchy locking her in with a spell. He wouldn't forget the look of betrayal that crossed her gorgeous features but eventually she'd forgive him for it. After all what better what to show the girl you love her then being the one to bring her love home?
With a growl of annoyance Damon throws the duffel over his shoulder, eyeing his room once more and then making his exist. He wasn't sure when he would be back. It could take days, weeks, months and even years. Time didn't matter because somehow he'd find a way to get his brother back. Heading down the spiral stair case he drops his bag only to slip on his signature leather jacket, throwing the bag back over his shoulder, collecting the cooler down stairs filled with blood and then snatching his keys.
Opening the door he's greeted to a sight that causes him to practically groan. There, perched atop the hood of his car is the devil herself, if the devil was known for sporting curls and heels. Closing the door behind him as he makes his way towards her.
"No way. Not happening."
