Dannielle POV

After the parade they went to get out of their costumes and back into this centuries clothes, Dannielle let her hair fall loose against her back, it had grown much longer since she came to Mystic Falls, it now goes down to the small of her back in little ginger ringlets, she put her white dress back on along with her blue belt and pumps and grazed over herself in the mirror before leaving the others to finish getting changed.

It was dark out now; twilight coated the sky, little diamond shone through the pinkish haze, In the morning Shepard's warning, in the night angle's delight, crossed her mind at the sight of it.

She made her way to the town centre to meet Damon, he was there talking to a small girl, looked about sixteen with black wavy hair matching her dark outfit, she immediately thought she was inhumanly beautiful, vampire.

She stopped in her pace as she thought this, her nerves exploded sending alarms stomping down her spine, but before she could even listen to what her mind was saying a familiar sense caught her attention, the same feeling she got when she was attacked that night.

A tall, lean figure abruptly entered her vision cutting off all view of Damon.

Smokey grey eyes starred down at her, Cameron. She had better view of him this time around, street lights illuminated his face, pale skin and ash blonde hair with an evil grin to match.

"Ahh, Ms. Carter, we meet again."

"Oh, lucky me Mr… What is your last name?"

"Stevens, I'm Cameron Stevens, now you know my full name, what is yours?"

"Why would I answer that Mr. Stevens?"

"Because if you don't I will kill all of your friends."

"Fair point, I'm Dannielle Frankie Carter. I would say pleasure to meet you, but it would give you an invitation to see me again and I don't want that now, do I?"

"Sassy, much sassier than in your last lives, mind you, in your last lives I didn't set a building that you were in on fire."

"You… you killed my family." She stared at him with hate in her eyes.

"No, now don't go playing the blame game, you killed your family, you were suppose to die in that fire, not them."

"Whatever, would you please explain to me why you're doing this?"

"Not here, they're about to activate a device that could get me killed, lets just leave your new boy toy to die in my place."

Before she could protest she was in iron grip and air was whizzing past her once again, she closed her eyes to avoid losing her lunch.

Damon POV

"Damon. Damon, don't ignore me." He turned to see Anna standing in front of him.

"Yes?"

"The device, Jonathon Gilbert's device hasn't been deactivated, they're using it tonight, we have to get out of here."

"I can't, tomb vamps are here and Dannielle hasn't come back yet."

"I need to get Jeremy out of here, I'll do that while we look for Dannielle, and who is she?"

"Just some girl." She grinned at him.

"Sure, whatever come on lets go."

Then I high pitched ring echoed through his mind, gaining in pitch by every passing second, Anna fell to the floor next to him, soon after he followed.

Then some figures loomed over then injecting them with vervain and his world went black.

He lay there paralyzed as the burning hot fury of vervain poisoned his inside as did the burning flames on the out.

He inched his eyes open, red hot flames hissed in his face, he could just make Anna out next to him talking to Jon?

Then he drew out a sharp pointed stake and aimed it over her heart, he wanted to help her, but before he could a giant force blew in and knocked Jon over on his backside, then came down rushing a witch with chocolate skin and a giant brooding forehead. Accompanied by a stranger, they all came to him and lift him up.

"Anna." He choked.

"What?"

"Help… An… Anna." Then the stranger leant down and picked up her limp figure and they headed out of the burning building before setting them down on mildew grass.

Most of the vervain was out of his system now and he could sit up. They were in a small secluded part of the forest surrounding Mystic Falls, stars winked up above, peering down at him. Anna was lying next to him while the stranger checked over her body.

Then he caught site of his face, it had smoky grey eyes matching ash blonde hair.

"Who are you?" The face looked up at him and sat down next to Anna.

"James. James Stevens."

"Why are you here, are you Stefan's brooding buddy?"

"Hey, I am here you know." James grinned.

"No I came to warn you that my brother is here and is going to kill your little girlfriend… again." Damon leapt at him pinning him to a near bye tree.

"What?" His throat growled as his fist tightened around James' neck.

"I'll explain… when… I am… able to talk… again." He released his throat and stepped back at the same time as he clutched at his bruising neck.

"Spill."

"My brother, he is the one to kill Danni in all of her lives, he hates her because she lived instead of his lover during a fire that they were victims to. He blames her Damon and I've never got there fast enough to save her from him, then I found Stefan and he had to get you out so I helped hoping that you would let me help you get Danni back safely."

"Why do you care?"

"She's like a little sister to me, she never judged me in any of her lives, no matter whatever things I had done in my past, and she lived with me in them, she is more family to me than my brother."

"Where are they?"

"By the old church, I can sense him talking to her."

"Let's go." He ran off with James trailing behind him.

Dannielle POV

She sat there cross legged on the damp grass by the old church. Cameron paced in front of her thinking.

"So why do you hate me so?"

"You lived." He said looking down to her small frame on the floor.

"You made sure that wasn't true in my other lives."

"I hate you for living, my love… Caitlyn," he choked on the girls name, "she died in the fire that you were in back in 1861, I wanted revenge, it just had to be you, you remind me of her."

"It's not my fault I lived."

"I never said it was, it just feels good to kill someone who reminds me of her and keeps on coming back for more. I don't regret it either."

"What was I to her?"

"Her little sister."

"Do I look like her?"

"Not at all, you're feisty, she was innocent and pure. Enough talk time for feeding."

He leant down and brushed her hair out of her face, she didn't bother to move, her mind told her it would hurt more if she struggled, so she just let him bite while feeling the adrenaline rush of her life being torn from her body and soul.

Grey dots danced in front of her vision, the last thing she saw was Damon looking at her with pain, last she heard was a low growl, the last thing she felt were teeth being torn from her throat, last thing she smelt was the metallic stench of her blood poring on the ground. Then it went cold.

Damon POV

He saw them now, that bastard was chewing on the side of her neck, all she did was sit there, eyes scrunched together... silent... What the fuck, why isn't she screaming for someone to save her.

Then the figure of the prick sucking her dry looked up at him, he looked just like James, but he had menace that James could never muster.

Damon lost it, the sight of her blood dripping down his chin, staining it crimson red, he lunged at him, no warning, and nocked his into a nearby fearn tree. Once Dick face was up again, his eyes shot daggers, then shock reverbarated through him, a mind blow that shook him to his core and sent him soaring through the air and into a rock.

The dick face was bove him now, clutching at his throat, "How'd you like to see her die, and now knowing who did it?"

"Go to hell you wanker."

"I'm already there Damon, ahh yes I know you, I know you all too well and now I'm going to hurt you... bad."

"Bad, really, bad is all you got, people have done worse than bad to me you idiot."

"Shut up." He sneered through a clenched jaw. "Shut u..." He was cut off when a sharp wooden stick went thorugh his heart acting as a stake.

His twin loomed over the fast decaying body of his brother.

"Thanks James." He said then ran off to the limp Danni on the floor, he bit down on his wrist letting his blood seep out of the open wound, and then he pressed it to her slightly parted lips making her drink. Then he carried her off to the Boarding House and waited.

Dannielle POV

Groggy eyes tried to open up but the light pierced them, causing her to close them again.

"Wake up now." A low seductive voice demanded in her ear.

Her eyes opened up again, more slowly this time adjusting to the light, not that they needed to, Damon's head hovered over hers, blocking most of the room, so light couldn't enter her vision, not that she was complaining at the sight.

He grinned, "yes I know I'm hot, now how are you feeling, he took a lot of blood from you."

"Where is he?"

"Dead."

"No, he's over there." She inclined her head to the ash blonde figure standing in the corner of the boarding house living room.

"That's his brother, he helped save you." She lifted her body up to see him more closely. He slowly made his way over to her.

"James?"

They all looked at her weirdly, Bonnie, Elena, and Stefan along with Damon and the figure.

"How did you know?"

"How could I forget my bestest buddy?"

"You can't, but that was then, this is now."

"I'm starting to remember things, for example, how Damon used to have a phobia of bunnies, whether he still has it now is a different story, that's one reason why he doesn't hunt animals."

They all looked at her then Damon and laughed at his twitching face.

"I got over it."

"So if I did this," she inclined her hands in front of the light and made a shadow puppet of a bunny. "You won't run away."

He yelped and leapt behind the sofa hiding from the shadow bunny.

Everyone laughed again.

"Is it gone?" Asked a shivering voice from behind the couch.

"Yes." She moved her hands away from the light.

Damon's face peeked up from behind his hiding place looking paler than usual.

"Come here diddums." She opened up her arms and he cautiously walked over to her and hugged her passionately.

"We'll leave you to it." Stefan said awkwardly.

"James, are you staying?"

"I have a house near the edge of town; I'm staying there with Anna."

"Old friends?"

"Yup."

He smiled and walked off.

Once they were alone and everyone was out of the house Damon planted passionate kisses on her lips and they lost the night to love.

Authors Note: Heyya guys, if you want a sequel where Katherine comes back, Dannielle's and Damon's relationship intensifies and memories resurface I need many reviews, please respond I'd love to hear from you, TTFN xxx