Here's the first chapter! 'Sweet Dreams' got 80 reviews in total so I wanna see if this one can get more than that! Just a little intro for you guys until season 3 starts :) I can't explain how much I love it when I get reviews! They really make my day and I love hearing from my readers!

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Damon sat in the warm sand letting the sun hit his skin. Only in his dreams was he limitless. He wasn't a vampire; he was just Damon. He kept his eyes on the waves that crashed onto the shore. He heard light footsteps behind him and turned to see Cassandra there, her eyes fixed on the ocean.

"I'm sorry I'm late." She said still looking out "Klaus took forever to leave." She added sitting beside him.

"It's alright. You're here now, right?" He said smiling at her. She smiled back but it melted into a frown. This wasn't living, she thought to herself. They'd visit each other in their dreams ever since she left him. It seemed to cushion the blow of not being with each other but it was more of a band aid for a wound that needed stitches. Damon saw this and pulled her to sit next to him. She nuzzled her head in the crook of his neck and brushed her nose against his soft skin. She missed snuggling up to him in the middle of the night. Scratch that - she missed everything about him.

"I've missed you." He said into her hair. It was the truth. Her scent disappeared from his pillow and he missed her presence next to him.

"Me too." She said quietly. The two of them sat in silence watching the waves beat against the sand only to be pulled back down the shore.

"How's Stefan?" Damon asked.

"I haven't seen him. Klaus has kept him very busy." She answered honestly. Most likely they were wiping small towns off the map - literally. The times when she did get a chance to see Stefan she noticed that he looked darker and more dangerous. He even started to dress himself in dark colors much like his older brother.

"And you?" He asked. She was silent. Truthfully she didn't have an answer to that. How exactly did it feel sharing her life with a monster? Damon, being upset by her silence, laced his fingers with hers and squeezed her hand.

"I'm still alive aren't I?" She whispered and Damon couldn't help but frown. He wanted to rip Klaus limb from limb for taking Cassandra. However he knew she made a deal with him. Klaus got Cassandra while Damon got his cure. "How are you holding up?" She asked and she felt Damon sigh.

"I've been better." He said simply. "Some days I'm alright…and other days I wanna stop living." He added and Cassandra's heart sank.

"You have to keep living. For me." She said meeting his gaze. His eyes looked so sad and empty. Cassandra couldn't help but feel guilty knowing she caused this reaction in him. "What did I tell you the night I left?" She asked seriously.

"That you'd come back." He said emotionless. Damon tried to keep hope but everyday he'd tell himself a lie. How could she possibly get back to him when she was in the clutches of a monster? She tilted her lips up to meet his and kissed him passionately. Damon smiled against her lips before pulling away.

"Yes. And I will come back. Besides, what kinda girl would I be if I broke my promise?" She smirked and Damon lightly chuckled. "It's hard where I am too but you gotta have faith, Damon." He nodded and stroked her cheek. "How's everyone in Mystic Falls?" She asked.

"Everyone misses you. Elena's eighteenth birthday is soon." Damon said.

"Wow, I remember when I was eighteen. I wish I could make it. I'll find a way to get a gift to her." Cassandra said hopefully. She missed Elena so much; the two of them really grew close. Maybe it was because Elena reminded Cassandra of herself.

"Well, if you can't, I'll make sure to wish her a happy birthday from you and Stefan." Damon mused to himself and the two of them continued to sit there and talk about anything and everything that came to mind. Being together made them feel at ease and their current situations were irrelevant. Cassandra sighed and stood up, "Wait! You're not leaving already are you?" Damon asked sadly.

"No," She gripped the hem of her shirt in her hands and pulled it over her head, "I'm going for a swim." She added cheekily seeing Damon's eyes zone in right to her chest.

"Wanna join me?" She asked coyly raising an eyebrow. Damon joined her and took his own shirt off, pulling it over his head. She slid her shorts down her legs and Damon rid himself of his pants. He stood in his boxers and her in her bra and underwear.

"Race you." She smirked up at him.

"Oh no you don't!" He said before grabbing her and slinging her over his shoulder.

"Hey! Put me down!" She playfully shrieked. He ran down with her on his shoulder until the water was deep enough. Damon tossed her in the waves and she screamed before her body was engulfed by the ocean. She came up sputtering and spit a stream of water at him.

"Damon! That's not fair!" She tisked at him before jumping up and pushing his head under the water. He came up and Cassandra placed her hands on her hips, "Now I say we are even. Aren't we Damon?" She smirked at him, using the exact same words when she got even with Damon at the lake in 1864.

"Oh, you're so gonna get it!" Damon said menacingly before splashing her with water. They ran around in the water taking turns splashing each other and playing playful games of cat and mouse. Damon finally caught up to Cassandra and swept her up bridal style but he tripped and they both fell, tumbling where the sand and the ocean met. He was on top of her and they were both laughing. They hadn't had that much fun since…well forever.

Damon took a wet curl and tucked it behind her ear and pulled Cassandra's lips to his. Sure it wasn't like kissing each other in real life but it was kissing nonetheless. She smiled into his lips and tugged him closer by his wet hair. Their lips moved in perfect sync. Cassandra slipped her leg up Damon's lower body at a teasing pace. Damon's hand gripped her thigh and pulled it up to curl around his waist, his arousal pressing into hers. She moaned into his mouth and tugged on his hair, pulling him closer to her. She wrapped her other leg around his waist and Damon hoisted her up and walked them back further onto the sand. He pushed their bodies deeper into the sand. Their tongues intertwined, wrapping around each others.

Cassandra scratched her nails down his chest and Damon growled in her mouth, taking her wrists and pinning them to the sand. The kiss got more and more heated as Damon's hand ghosted over her soaking bra. He felt her nipple perk, partly due to feeling the wind chill the water on her body. She felt him squeeze her breast and he smiled into her lips. His hands caressed down her body until they reached her underwear. One hand slipped in and stroked her already soaking, slick folds.

Back at the manor, sunrise was fast approaching and Cassandra lay in bed trying to stifle her moans as she felt Damon slip two fingers inside her heat. She was partly conscious and knew that she had to keep her ears open for Klaus coming home. Her back arched and she let out a loud moan feeling herself coming closer to her orgasm. She pinched her nipples and spread her legs wider in an effort to reach her release faster. Her pleasure was short lived hearing the front door unlock.

Cassandra was rolling her hips in time with Damon's pumping fingers. She was panting now, in desperate need of a release but she couldn't continue since she was fearful Klaus would catch her.

"We can't…" She managed to rasp out against his lips, "Klaus will be home soon." She added. As much as she wanted to indulge in the essence known as Damon Salvatore, she knew Klaus like clockwork and hearing the front door open and shut was an indication he was home.

"Mmm." Damon nuzzled into her neck, not wanting to stop. He begrudgingly pulled his fingers from her and held them up to his mouth. He sucked her juices till his fingers were licked clean. He closed his eyes, savoring her taste before nibbling at her neck.

"Damon!" She squealed as he bit down playfully on her collarbone, "I don't think Klaus would appreciate me moaning your name in my sleep!"

"Then you would just have to tell him you were having an incredible dream!" Damon countered moving to her lips and giving her a chaste kiss.

"Any dream with you would be an incredible one." She said looking into his pale blue gaze.

Klaus made his way up the stairs only to hear Cassandra's light, breathy moans coming from her room. He smirked to himself, thinking that she was having a nightmare. The first couple of nights after they left Mystic Falls she'd awake screaming and would cry for endless hours. Her moans went quiet and he heard her breathing go back to normal before he heard her wake up.

"I have to go." She said sadly looking up at him.

"No, please don't go." He pleaded.

"I'm sorry Damon. I have to." She said leaning up and kissing him one last time, "I love you." She whispered.

"I love you too." He said before holding her face in his hands and returning her kiss passionately. Cassandra let some tears slip down her cheeks before leaving Damon's dream. Damon nearly fell forward without having Cassandra's weight under him. His fingers traced the sand where her body once had been and pulled himself back into reality.

Damon was fully awake but he didn't want to open his eyes. He just wanted to shut himself away so he wouldn't have to deal with the pain of missing Cassandra. Every morning was exactly like the last since she left. The morning after he woke up to see her spot in his bed empty. He was in denial. She wasn't gone. She couldn't be. But then the memories of her leaving him came back in full force and he couldn't take the pain. He locked himself in his room and drank away his sorrows till he passed out.

He begrudgingly opened his eyes and watched the sunlight spill into his room. He turned over onto his side to face the spot where Cassandra would normally sleep, hoping that maybe her leaving was just some terrible nightmare and she would be right next to him sleeping soundly. But no, her spot was empty and her smell had started to disappear from the sheets and pillows. Damon took her pillow and buried his nose into it trying to catch some scent of her. Her scent entered his nostrils and he relaxed into the pillow but as soon as he breathed out, the scent was gone. He hated himself for letting her go.

The sunlight glinted over her necklace that resting on the bedside table. That had been a constant reminder that she was gone. Then again everything in that house held a memory of her. He was being haunted by them. But she said she'd come back. How much longer would he have to wait for her? He would wait forever, but forever is a very long when you're a vampire. Damon sat up on the edge of his bed and eyed her necklace on the end table.

"Damon?" Elena's voice came from his door frame. He didn't even want to look at her. "Are you alright?" She asked warily, knowing full well that he wasn't alright.

"I'm fine, Elena." He said in a monotone voice. "I'd just like to be alone for a little while." He said softly, still keeping his gaze on Cassandra's necklace.

"Damon, you've been alone for a while. I'm worried about you." Elena said sincerely. Damon appreciated her efforts to fill the gaping hole in his heart but it didn't work.

"I just wanna drown my sorrows, alone." He said finally looking her in the eyes. His blue gaze was empty and lifeless as opposed to the normal glint Damon had in his eyes. Elena not only had to deal with losing Stefan but she had lost an incredible friend in the process. Secretly, she promised herself that she would do anything she could to find the both of them. She didn't care if Klaus found out that she was alive and well. Elena just wanted her old life back.

"Alright. I'll be downstairs if you need anything." She said softly and closed the door behind her. Damon felt the silence of his room take over him once again.

"You have to keep living. For me." Her words echoed in his brain over and over again. With much effort, Damon stepped out of his bed and moved to his closet. He threw on a shirt and made his way to his door. He opened it, stepped over the threshold and turned to look back in his room. He had to try to keep his life going. He would promise himself to try for Cassandra. Damon glanced in his room one last time before shutting the door with a soft click and leaned his forehead against it. Another day in Mystic Falls and Damon wanted nothing to do with it.

Cassandra took a deep breath in before opening her eyes. Yep, she was still with Klaus. Sometimes her dreams with Damon felt so real that she believed she was actually back with him. Unfortunately for the both of them, they had to wake up sooner or later. Three soft knocks on her door pulled her from her fog.

"Rise and shine, sweetheart." Klaus's voice came through the wooden door. His very presence bothered her to no end. She wanted him dead. He'd ruined her life and he didn't care. She gripped her pillow tightly in an effort to not strangle him. Cassandra heard Klaus retreat from her door; she huffed and got out of bed. She quickly got dressed and made her way downstairs to hear soft moans coming from the living room. She walked into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of blood and poured herself a glass. Cassandra placed herself at the island and thumbed through the mail but not before seeing Klaus with a petite blonde on his lap. His mouth was attached to her throat and she sighed with pleasure. He was making her think she wanted this. Klaus was so immersed in his breakfast that he didn't even hear Cassandra enter the kitchen.

"Company, Niklaus?" She called to him from the island. Klaus unlatched his fangs from the blondes' neck and she whipped around to look at Cassandra who was now sorting out the mail. He growled at her since she had the gall to disrupt his breakfast.

"Who is she?" She asked eyeing the woman sipping idly from her glass.

"She's my wife." Klaus responded and Cassandra did a spit take effectively getting blood everywhere.

"Your wife?" The blonde repeated, "Will she be joining us?" She asked coyly while playing with the buttons of his shirt.

"I wish." Klaus said looking Cassandra up and down before turning back to the blonde on his lap, "It will be just you and I, my sweet." He smirked at her and bit into her neck again and she let out a moan. Cassandra rolled her eyes as the girl's moans came out as shallow breaths before Klaus dropped her dead body on the floor in a heap.

"Your wife?" Cassandra said angrily blurring in front of him.

"It wouldn't matter, sweetheart. It's not like she was going to tell anyone." He snickered and Cassandra rolled her eyes.

Cassandra sat in her room reading some book from Klaus's collection when she heard Stefan enter the room. Her and Stefan were in the same boat. They both had to leave their significant others behind. Cassandra's heart really broke for Stefan. Him and Elena had a beautiful relationship and Klaus had to ruin it.

"Hey Stef." She said with her nose still in the book. Stefan took a seat beside her. "Damon says 'hello'." She added and Stefan just nodded his head. "You know, you should talk to him or at least give Elena the satisfaction."

"I don't want to." He said simply.

"They miss you, Stefan. You can't just leave them." She argued.

"I had to and so did you. You're still trying to keep your ties with Mystic Falls. Just cut them so both Damon and yourself don't have to go through so much pain." He said darkly.

"I will do what I please! I just don't think it's fair that you've completely abandoned Elena! Just go into her dreams at night."

"I don't want her to see me like this!" Stefan yelled angrily and Cassandra froze. It was true; he had really changed during his time with Klaus. For a while Cassandra would enjoy Stefan's company but not anymore. He was a completely different person, more bloodthirsty and less remorseful.

"Elena loves you, Stefan!" Cassandra said truthfully.

"Not anymore she won't." He said solemnly. "Just stop dragging my brother around like a little lost puppy." He added and Cassandra flashed before him and slapped him across the face, so hard that he staggered backwards and fell to the floor.

"I love him! Don't you dare try and tell me that I don't care about hurting him!" She hushed menacingly at him. Stefan growled at her from his spot on the floor and held his bruised face. "You think I'm happy with my life? Do you? I hate it here!"

"Take this as an opportunity to get away for a little while. You don't have to worry about anything. Just let go of everything." He bargained with her while standing up.

"Yes, Stefan because leaving everything I have behind is exactly what I want." She hissed at him and stormed out of the room and into her own. Cassandra slammed her door and knew she was all alone once again. All she felt was the overwhelming pull of loneliness taking over her life. She felt it constantly and she needed to get away from it. Cassandra leaned against her closed bedroom door and let the tears fall from her eyes. Her body slide slowly down the wooden door before coming in contact with the floor. She covered her mouth, trying to hide her sniffles and whimpers but it was no use. Cassandra let herself drown in her tears before falling asleep on her bedroom floor. Broken and alone.

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