WHISPER OF THE PAST

Fan fiction sequel of: "Too much noise in the bedroom"

SEASON 2 - TVD

Pairing: Damon & Elena

Writer's note: It is always a pleasure to have new readers following my stories, but, I strongly advise you to firstly read my story "Too much noise in the bedroom" before starting this sequel. That will help you understand the past history between Damon and Elena.

Chapter 1

"I feel you near me"

Boston, campus of the university

Spring, and it was already the end of the semester, the campus of the Boston university was almost deserted, except for a few bunch of graduates that were waiting for their parents to pick them up, or to take some sort of transportation to go back home in the next morning. There were also the ones that partying in every bars of the city with their university buddies, one last time to commemorate the end of an era.

The high heels sound on the pavement alley, located between the century trees, was the only noise you could hear for miles around, except for the loud laughter of a small group of girls that were climbing the outdoor stairs of their dorms building.

"Suzy, are you sure that you'll be ok walking toward your dorm building alone?" One of the party girls yelled to her friend who was walking away on the alley.

"I'm fine!" The girl yelled back, waiving her left hand in the air, before taking a sip from the beer bottle. "Love you girls, it has been a hell of a year and a crazy party tonight…Wow!" She exclaimed, while taking a few unsteady walking steps toward her own dorm building.

She turned to reach the darkest part of the alley where a couple of lights were obviously broken, and haven't been replaced.

"Damn it…" She growled to herself, while twisting her ankle. "I can hardly see anything in here!"

"Well…Hello there!" She heard a man voice saluting her.

The young woman raised her head and sight to take a glimpse at the man who was standing in the alley at a near ten feet of distance from her own standing position. Tall, his long dark hair on his shoulders, sexy scruff on his face, his hands crossed together in front of his body. He was wearing dark jeans with holes in them, a pair of black boots with fins on the sides, a "30 seconds to Mars" t-shirt, and several leather bracelets on each arms.

"Well…Hello gorgeous." Suzy replied seductively to the stranger. "I've never seen you around the campus before? Did you party hard with friends tonight?"

"Not really, but if you like I could party hard with you?" The man replied, a devious smile spreading on his face.

"Would you?" The young woman replied, teaser; while taking a few steps toward him. "Do you want the party to be held in your bedroom or mine, then?" She questioned, while sliding her right hand on his muscular chest.

"Why waste time?" The man replied, shrugging; before sliding his left hand around her waist, while slowly raising his right behind her neck.

"Oh, I see, so you like it wild, don't you? You want me to lean my back on the tree, maybe? While you'll do whatever you want to me?" She inquired, a nervous laughter taking her by surprise.

"Mm, you could say something like that." The man responded, before lowering his head near the left side of her neck, while making the victim giggle even more. His vampire traits showed their true colors under the moonlight, with his fangs biting violently the victim skin. He gulped her blood avidly, leaving the poor girl dead in his arms in a matter of seconds, before twisting her head savagely, only to tear it apart from the rest of her body. The dismembered head rolled on the grass, with the rest of the young woman's body joining it a second later, on the alley.

"Yap, this is my kind of party." He mocked, before passing his forearm on the length of his lips, to get rid of any remaining trace of blood. He pushed the body with his boots, before stepping on it, and walking away, while whistling a rock song.

"And, a toast to the graduates of nursing class 2011, hip-pip-pip, Hooray!" A random male graduate, who was perched on the bar counter yelled to the assembly, before being acclaimed with big applauses and cheering.

Elena Gilbert was standing, at a near proximity of the bar; with a smile plastered on her face. She had finally graduated with her class, and obtained her nursing diploma. She would have loved to continue her studying to master in O.R., but, with the challenges she had to pass through the past few years she was happy of her present accomplishment. She looked at her watch, it was already midnight, and she needed to get back home.

Her home was actually a small apartment that she had been rented for the past few years, and it was located in top of a bakery shop. Her landlord, Louise, was a nice and understanding woman, who helped her put back her life together. Her rent was more than affordable, and she even offered a job to Elena at her bakery shop, helping her by the same way to not burn the candle by the two ends.

"You did it, Miss Gilbert!" A man exclaimed to her.

"And you did it too, Roger Williamson." She replied, smiling at him, before exchanging a friendly hug, only to push him at arm length a few seconds later. Roger has been in love with her for the entire year, and she stayed on her guards to not give him any reasons to wish more from her part.

"Who was he, Elena?" Roger suddenly ask; unceremoniously.

"I'm sorry?" Elena shook her head, dumbfounded. "Who are you talking about?"

"The man who crashed you heart so hard that you are not even able to give another chance to someone else?" He asked her.

Elena lowered her sight away from his, while crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"You know the conditions of life I had to deal with the past few years, Roger; I had to put my priorities in order… And she was my first priority, then my study and then my work. I had not time to invest in a relationship, except having you as a wonderful friend at my side" Elena explained, while smiling at him.

"I know…But still, you know my feelings for you, and if ever you change your mind, Elena?" Roger added, hopeful.

Elena nodded her head, while reaching for her jacket left on a bar stool. She dressed herself; before reaching Roger's standing position to bless him of a chaste kiss on his right cheek.

"Take care of yourself, Roger." Elena greeted him good luck.

"You too, Elena…" Roger responded, watching her walk toward the bar exit.

"Elena!" A bunch of girls who were partying while drinking shots of Tequila, yelled and waved at her. "We'll miss you!"

"I'll miss you all too, girls, have fun, ok? And be safe!" Elena replied, while pushing the door, her walking steps leading her outside the establishment.

Elena walked in a rapid pace in the dark alley toward the lighting streets, without noticing the young man who was watching her from a dark corner. Her hands were buried in her jacket's pockets, when she suddenly raised her head to see an elderly, Afro-American man leaning his back on the side of an empty city bus.

"George?" She exclaimed, surprised, before putting both of her hands on each side of her waist. "What are you doing here? And what did you do?"

"I refuse to let you walk alone in the middle of the night, Miss Elena." He replied to her. "So for the last time, little miss, my bus will be your carriage."

Elena shortened the distance between them, before rising on her toes to bless the elderly man's cheek of a chaste kiss.

"You'll be in trouble for borrowing this bus, will you?" Elena asked, a smile raising both sides of her lips.

"Shush! Don't you worry about things like that, after all it is my bus when I am working in the day time; nobody will miss it at night in the hangar." George shrugged, winking.

Elena sat on a passenger seat at the front of the bus, while George took his own on his driver seat, before starting the engine. Elena had met George her first day in Boston, while searching for the university, and since then, she had took his bus run every day of the week. The bus left its parking spot in front of the bar, without noticing the exchange who was taking place in the alley.

Roger left the bar a couple of minutes after Elena's departure, his heart, body and soul were not feeling like partying anymore. He pushed the exit door, while taking a cigarette from a pack left in his jacket and a lighter in his jeans left front pocket.

"Hey man?" A stranger called him.

"Hey!" Roger nodded his head, respectfully, to the stranger, while continuing his walking.

"Listen …Do you have a cigarette for me? I forgot my pack?" The interlocutor asked.

"Sure, sure…" Roger responded, before handing him a cigarette and his lighter.

"Thank you…" The man responded, while tasting his first puff.

"You're welcome." Roger answered him, while putting his lighter back in his left side jeans pocket. "Fan of "30 seconds to Mars", as I can see?"

"Yah, man, they are just awesome, you know the group?" The stranger replied.

"It's one of my favourite actually." Roger replied.

"So…Partying hard in there, as I can see?" The man commented, while nodding in direction of the bar.

"Yah, it's a graduates' party." Roger gave the information.

"Mm…Nice…" The stranger nodded, while smoking his cigarette and nodding his head. "I thought I had recognized the young woman who just stepped out of the bar a minute ago, maybe I'm wrong?" The man added, while clapping his fingers together. "I have her name on the tip of my tongue, actually."

"Elena?" Roger wondered, surprisingly.

"Elena! Of course, yes! It is getting back to me now…eh…Elena… Her family name is still skipping my memory though?" The man frowned, while still searching.

"Gilbert! She came to study in Boston from Mystic Falls actually." Roger informed, for the second time.

"Yes! Elena Gilbert from Mystic Fall, it's all coming back to me now." The man replied, smiling, before adding. "So, she is your girlfriend?"

"I wish man, no….but; she holds my heart in her hands though." Roger lowered his head, redness reaching both of his cheeks.

"You don't say!" The man commented, before throwing his cigarette on the pavement alley. "I beg the difference, though."

"What you mean?" Roger asked; surprised.

The man let a devious smile spread on his manly lips, before putting his left hand on Roger's right shoulder, forcefully entering his fist into his victim abdomen, while making the young man fold his body in two at the extreme impact and pain of his attack, before tearing the man's heart out of his chest.

"It is not Elena Gilbert who's holding your heart in her hands, at the present moment, it's me!" The man exclaimed, while bursting into loud laugher. The attacker dropped the ravaged body at his feet, before throwing the heart toward a lost dog, which smelt the alley garbage near him. "Here doggy, that should help your hunger."

"This is strange?" George commented, while staring at several police cars parked in front of the university campus, while causing traffic jam.

"What is going on?" Elena wondered, while stretching her head.

"I couldn't say sweetheart, but, it seems to be big." George replied.

Elena looked through her side window, before noticing a group of girls, who were crying their eyes out on the sidewalk.

"George, let me get out, would you?" She asked of him, while walking toward the door entrance of the bus. "I know those girls; maybe I'll be able to know what is going on?"

"Will do, but be safe and come back as soon as possible, ok sweetheart?" George worried.

She stepped out of the bus, before crossing the street and rushing toward the young women regrouped on the sidewalk.

"Reanna!" Elena called, while reaching their standing positions. "What's going on?"

"Oh my God Elena… You have no idea how awful it is!" Reanna exclaimed, while throwing herself in the brunette's opened arms. "It's Suzy… She's … She's…." She mumbled, incoherently, between her sobbing.

"What happened to Suzy?" Elena asked, while softly caressing her hair.

"I thought that you had already taken your plane back to Mystic Falls?" The girl commented.

"No, not before tomorrow, but that's not important, what happened here?" Elena asked, once more; while brushing stands away from the girl's face.

"She's dead!" The girl confessed. "It's horrible, her body has been found in the alley in front of her dorm, she was decapitated, and the police found horrible marks on her neck."

In the time space of a few seconds, all the blood in Elena's face had vanished, leaving her standing as white as a ghost, with the girl in her arms, and an indescribable emptiness in her eyes.

"Elena, are you ok?" One of the other girls asked.

"Yah, I'm ok… I'm just…" She whispered, while pushing Reanna's shaking body into the arms of the other girl. "I have to go…I have to check something."

"I understand your worries; you want to see if "she" is ok?" The other girl nodded.

"Yes, I need to go to her." Elena replied, a timid smile blessing her lips. "Be strong and take care girls, ok?" She added, while rushing toward the opposite side of the street toward George's bus. She took her sitting position back, her body shaking like a leaf, before lowering her face into her hands and starting to cry.

"What is going on sweetheart?" George asked, visibly worried about her.

"Find a way to bring me home George, please! I have to leave Boston tonight… could you bring us to the airport?" She begged him.

"Sure, sure….No worries Elena…Here, take this." He promised, while handing her a clean handkerchief. "Blow your nose, relax, and you'll explain everything to Uncle George on our way out of here. I'll find another route to bring you home." He said while driving his bus in reverse to get out of the traffic jam, before turning on his left and taking a small cross route.

Caroline Forbes walked toward the entrance door of the Salvatore's boarding house, a cup of coffee in her hands, or should she say, her house? Even after so many years, she felt weird about that fact. She was in her PJ pants, with a blue camisole on top, enjoying a free time on a Saturday morning. She had decided to take her morning off away from her work; she would open her little bakery store later in the day. She had worked hard the last two years, and she was deserving at least of a single break.

She opened the front door while lowering her upper body to pick-up the morning newspaper, before strengthening herself back up, and almost losing her balance while staring into the eyes of the person who was standing in front of her, with a couple of luggage bags at her feet.

"Oh my God, Elena; I did not expect your return so soon, what a surprise!" She exclaimed, dropping her newspaper and coffee cup on the floor, before taking her friend in her arms.

"Good morning Caroline!" Elena responded, laughing; while hugging her friend. "I think your coffee is spread on the floor now?"

"Oh don't worry about that. What are you doing here? When did you arrive?" Caroline asked, excitedly; to her friend. "Oh look at me, I am talking none stop…It's been so long without seeing you, you know?" She added. "Each time I had received news from you by e-mails, or text messages, I was so ecstatic … Did you graduate, of course you did! When did you take your plane? And you've put some highlights in your hair! It suits you, it's beautiful."

Elena looked at her old friend, while holding her laughter in, Caroline was still the same bubbly person that she had always been.

"Where are my manners…Come, enter inside…We'll chat…I have the morning off from the bakery." Caroline informed her friend.

"I will Caroline, but first I have to tell you something; and it will probably shock you a little." Elena started before being cut in her sentence by the voice of a child.

A four year old little girl, with dark hair and blue eyes, appeared in front of Caroline.

"Mummy…" The child called Elena, while pulling on her jeans jacket. "Does the pretty lady always talk that much?" She added, leaving a white as a ghost and speechless Caroline in front of them.

"It can't be ….It's impossible!" Caroline mumbled in her teeth, while shaking her head from right to left.

"It is, Caroline!" Elena confirmed to her friend, with tears filling her eyes, before pushing her daughter in front of herself. "Rose, this is Caroline, my friend that I've told you about…Caroline; this is Rose, my daughter."

"Hello!" The little girl saluted, with a big smile plastered on her face.

"Why did you keep quiet about her?" Caroline asked Elena.

They were both standing in front of the opened French doors that were leading the way to the garden, cups of coffee in their hands, while looking at Rose, who was running and playing around.

"I caused enough pain, turmoil and sadness to all of you. I took the decision of handling my pregnancy by myself." Elena answered her friend while keeping her sight on Rose.

Caroline took Elena's left hand in hers.

"It must have been so hard for you, Elena?" She whispered, compassionately.

Elena nodded her head, before passing the back of her right hand on her cheeks to sweep away her tears.

"How did you manage?" Caroline asked.

"I had a lot of help in Boston. I've met wonderful people, and I was able to find a little apartment in top of a bakery shop, the landlord, Louise, helped me a lot, she was babysitting Rose when I was at school…." Elena explained to her friend.

"But how this could have happen? I don't understand?" Caroline wondered.

"The night I saw Damon at the convent for the last time, we made love, and … It never crossed my mind for a second that I could become pregnant after the curse and the fact that he was back as a human, everything was a blur in my mind...Then the curse was reversed…Damon disappeared forever…and I left for Boston…" Elena explained. "Couple of weeks after my arrival, I've started to feel nauseous, and I could not keep my food down or keep up with my courses and, Louise, suggested that I go see a doctor. I went, and he confirmed that I was pregnant."

"You must have been so scared, Elena." Caroline replied to her friend.

"I had no way of knowing if the child would be normal, or if I would give birth to some kind of a monster." Elena nodded, while confessing. "And then, at the hospital, when they put in my arms this beautiful baby girl, with all her little fingers and little toes, and her dark hair…She looked so much like Damon, Caroline…You have no way of knowing how much she looked like him at that specific moment." Elena whispered, in tears.

Caroline took her friends in her arms, Elena's head resting on her shoulders, while caressing her friend's hair.

"I should have been there with you…" She whispered to Elena.

"I managed, all by myself." Elena confessed.

"So, she is normal then?" Caroline wondered.

Elena raised her head and looked her friend in the eyes.

"At first sight, she is human." Elena responded to her, while detaching herself from her friend's embrace, before nervously rubbing her hands together.

"What do you mean at first sight?" Caroline asked, suddenly worried.

"She is like a magnet…She…I saw her move objects…" Elena explained to her friend.

"You saw her doing what?" Caroline repeated to Elena, with her mouth wide open.

Elena nodded her head one more time.

"Oh my God…What…What is she?" Caroline asked, in shock.

"I don't know what she is, Caroline?" Elena exclaimed, while passing a hand through her hair. "To me she's my daughter…She was conceived in the strangest conditions…I have no way of knowing what she'll be in five or ten years from now? Ten… Or even more? I don't know!"

"I'm sorry…I'm sorry…You misunderstood me, Elena." Caroline tried to explain, while putting her right hand on Elena's left forearm. "Of course you love her, she's adorable."

"No…No…It's me who's sorry, Caroline, I'm on edge with my nerves spreading in all directions." Elena sighed, while closing her eyes.

"Did you tell Jenna?" Caroline wondered.

"No, I've exchanged with her and Jeremy several times in the past months, on the phone, with text messages, and e-mails, but I've kept quiet about Rose." Elena replied.

"What about Stefan, it's his niece?" Caroline asked, while lowering her head. The subject of Stefan was still a delicate one between the two friends, considering the secrets and betrayals the past had left in their hearts and souls.

"He doesn't know about Rose, and I want to keep it that way for as long as I can…Did…Did you receive news from him after he left you the house?" Elena questioned.

"No, and I don't want any, it's all the same to me." Caroline replied, shrugging; while turning her sight on Rose in the garden. "Why Rose as a name choice? I've never noticed that you were so close?" Caroline asked, puzzled by that choice of name related to the passed away vampire.

"It had nothing to do with Rose." Elena shook her head, while lowering her flushed cheeks. "It's in memory of the flower actually."

"Damon, and your last night together I suppose?" Caroline guessed.

"Yes" Elena replied, with a timid smile.

"The important thing is that you're home now, and you'll tell the others in good time, and they'll be happy to see you, and to meet Rose." Caroline concluded in her optimistic way.

Elena shook her head in negation, while rubbing nervously her hands together.

"What you mean no?" Caroline asked, worried.

"Three weeks ago, Caroline, I felt like someone was watching over me, and was following my every step." Elena started explaining to her friend. "When I was at the groceries store, or I was taking a walk on the sidewalks, I would jump out of my body with fear, looking everywhere around with the certainty that I was being followed." Elena explained.

"Maybe you were just nervous about the end of your semester, and your exams?" Caroline tried to calm her down.

"No" Elena replied, shaking her head; with tears filling her eyes.

"Elena, what is it? You are scaring me now?" Caroline opened her eyes widely.

"Last night, a girl was viciously murdered in front of her dorm at the University campus. They found, what they thought being animal marks on her neck, but I know better. Her head was pulled from the rest of her body." Elena explained to Caroline.

"Damon, you think it's Damon?" Caroline whispered in shock. "You think he is following you, that he was in Boston? But, he lost his memory; he doesn't even remember who he is, and most of all, he doesn't remember who you are?"

"I'm sure it's him." Elena replied. "I can feel it in my guts."

"Ok, we have to call Stefan, and Alaric and maybe Elijah, if we can get hold of him." Caroline suggested to his friend, nervously pacing back and forth in front of Elena's sight.

"No, we can't do that." Elena shook her head, while grabbing Caroline by the shoulders, before grabbing both of her hands in hers. "Listen to me Caroline; I have to take care of Damon by myself. It seems that I am the only person that he's able to remember now."

"What do you mean you have to take care of "him" by yourself?" Caroline exclaimed, before realizing the intention of her friend. "No Elena, No! It's like going on a suicidal mission. He's a monster now. He will kill you for his own enjoyment; and you'll put Rose in danger."

"It's a chance that I need to take for Rose, Caroline. We, me and Damon, have put on this earth this little girl, but Damon doesn't exist anymore, he's dead, and the curse created a monster in him without the presence of a soul. I need to get through to him; I could not forgive myself if something would happen to Rose." Elena explained her motives to her friend.

"But he lost his memory, Elena." Caroline replied to her friend.

"He's remembering something already, or he wouldn't have found me and followed me everywhere in Boston, so many years after the curse." Elena concluded.

"What if he's not remembering? What if he was there just as a coincidence? What if he's violent toward you after?" Caroline replied, agitated.

"Then I'll kill him, if needed. It's not like I don't know how." Elena replied, toneless; and with no emotion in her eyes. "If it comes to choosing between Rose and him, I'll choose Rose. The Damon that I knew would have wanted that course of action."

"I don't like this…I don't like this at all, Elena!" Caroline replied to her friend, while turning her body from right to left in nervousness. "You'll think that he could already be in Mystic Falls?"

"My instinct tells me that he will be back in Mystic Falls very soon. Probably in a couple of hours, therefore, I'll take one of Stefan's cars, and I'll show myself around in the city, while trying to catch his attention. I want him to see me, and then I'll lure him far away from here, and Rose." Elena explained her plan of actions.

"Where will you go?" Caroline wondered.

"I can't tell you." Elena replied, while shaking her head.

"And what about Rose, obviously, you can't bring her with you? It's not safe for her, Elena." Caroline commented.

"I was not counting on bringing her with me, Caroline." Elena reassured her friend. "That is where you come in."

"What…Oh no, no, no, Elena, please…I can't." Caroline exclaimed, while realizing Elena's thought.

"Please, Caroline, I beg of you?" Elena asked; hopeful. "You're the only one that could keep this secret and take care of her at the same time, and if ever something happens to me, if I'm not back after two months, bring her to Jenna and Alaric. But, don't tell a soul about who she is, for the all-time that I will be away from here, please, can you do this for me?" Elena begged her, with tears in her eyes.

"Two months? What am I supposed to tell if someone ask me who she is? People will ask questions?" Caroline replied; nervously.

"You'll find something, I'm sure you will." Elena replied. "Promise me that you won't tell anyone that she is mine and Damon's daughter, promise me, please?"

"Ok, ok…I promise!" Caroline exclaimed; still feeling uneasy with this all situation.

"Thank you." Elena whispered, before taking a few steps outside, on the patio. "Rose, come see me sweetie, I need to talk to you?"

"I'm coming mummy!" Rose yelled back, before running toward Elena's and Caroline's standing positions.

Caroline was already regretting her decision while watching Rose climbing the outdoor stairs.

Elena had driven for several hours, before arriving to her final destination. She got out of Stefan's red sport car, closing the driver door behind her, with a proud smile plastered on her lips. Who would have guessed that she would drive it one day? She then walked toward the back of the car, opened the trunk, while taking a look at the sport bag she had thrown in it several hours ago. She opened the zipper to take a look at its inside. Several wooden stakes, were placed inside, a survival kit, and a first aid kit. She closed the bag zipper, took it in her hands, before closing the car trunk. She was ready for action!

She took a few steps toward the abandoned house, before stopping in front of its front door, tears suddenly running down her cheeks. Michaela's house had been abandoned for several years now, but you were still feeling the same warm and welcoming aura. Her spirit was still in the house; Elena could feel it around her.

"Protect me, Michaela, Protect me." Elena whispered as a prayer, while closing her eyes.

She reopened them a minute later, before passing her hands on the exterior bricks wall near the front door, in search for a specific crack between bricks.

"Here you are!" She exclaimed, while tearing a brick away from the wall, and taking a key that was hidden behind it, before replacing the brick at its initial place.

She opened the entrance door and entered inside Michaela's old farmhouse.

Everything was exactly the same that the day she had left the house, except from the dust that you could see covering all the furniture. The house had never been put to sell in the market after Michaela's disappearance, because Stefan had bought it after the curse, and had left Mystic Falls. It was at the same moment that he had also given the Salvatore's boarding house to Caroline.

Elena knew why he had done this move, she knew Stefan too well. He was hopeful that one day he could find Damon, or that his brother would regain his memory and come back to Mystic Falls as he was before. And, in respect of Michaela's memories, he had kept the house for his brother to own it one day. He knew how much Damon had loved Michaela back in 1864.

It was starting to get dark already, Elena pushed the kitchen curtains to take a glimpse outside through the window, and she could already see the moon up high in the night sky. She rushed upstairs and started to put wooden stakes at every hidden places of the house that she could find. She found a few additional hidden places for the rest of her personal stuff behind a few of the floor wooden boards. She then rushed back downstairs, and took position in front of the kitchen window, with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

He would be here soon enough… She could feel it in her guts.

An old black Transam, with a dead skull printed on the hood of the car, finally parked beside Stefan's red sport car, in front of Michaela's house, and this a little bit after midnight. A man, in his mid-twenties, long dark hair on his shoulders, black jeans and an AC/DC black t-shirt got out of the passenger seat, before diabolically staring at the house placed in front of his sight.

Elena pushed herself away from the window, putting her right hand on her chest, while holding the wooden stake strongly in her left hand, with tears suddenly filling her eyes. The shock of seeing "him" after so many years was almost unbearable to her; her breath was shallow, and her heartbeats were increasing by the minute. Physically he was still the same man, except for his hair that he was wearing longer, on his shoulders now, and a scruff on his face. She needed to remember that Damon was dead, and the man standing in front of her sight now was nothing more than a beast, a bloody murderer without any soul left inside of him. She rushed to climb the stairs, before hiding herself in the dark, in one of the upstairs closets, in Michaela's bedroom.

The man walked and reached the front door of the house, before angrily pushing the panel with his right foot, making the door slam open by the force of the impact. He took a rapid glimpse at the door arch, slowly passing one of his feet over the threshold, before entering inside, looking around him, like a hunter would do to find his prey at the same time of protecting his vampire self.

"You know human girl?" He started calling her in the house. "I have almost none, if not zero patience today." He added, taking a kitchen chair in his hand, before crashing it on the wall. "The longer you'll play this cat and mouse game, with me, the longer I'll make you suffer at the end." He continued yelling to her, before adding. "I know you lure me into following you here, bitch, but you see, you and I, we have a problem. The problem being that for a fucking reason that I don't know yet, you're always in my mind, and I came to the conclusion that I'll need to kill you to get rid of the images."

The man walked toward the back of the house, creating a steady rhythm of steps with his boots hitting the wooden floor.

"Elena Gilbert? Isn't it?" He yelled, once more; while opening a closet door to look inside.

Elena jumped out of her skin, while holding her wooden stake near her chest. He knew her name now?

"You want to know how I was able to finally know your name, sweetheart, Mm?" He exclaimed, while leaving the living room and slowly starting to climb the stairs. "Well…Listen, your University buddy was able to give me the information…What was his name again? Oh yah, Roger! Yes, Moron Roger!" He continued while bursting into laughter. "That fool was in love with you, apparently you took his heart….I say was, because…Well…Let's see…I killed him, and took his heart at the end."

Elena closed her eyes, while passing the back of her right hand on her face to sweep away her tears.

"Hey, Love, if it is any consolation to you…" The man added, perniciously. "I believe in recycling…you know…Planet earth an all…so I gave the heart to a dog that was passing by in the alley."

Elena put a hand on her mouth to stop her crying spasms, and forbidden herself to scream.

She heard his steps getting nearer. He took a quiet glimpse at Michaela's bedroom, before continuing his walk toward the further bedroom. He entered the bedroom that used to be his the last time he was in the house, as Damon Salvatore, before holding his walk for a second, taking a good look at the bed, before seeing in his mind an image of him reading a book as a flash recognition of the place, while closing his eyes, and putting both of his hands on each side of his head, being hit suddenly by an aneurism.

Elena listened to her own instinct, got out of Michaela's bedroom closet, before silently directing her silent steps along the walls, toward the present standing position of the man. She took position behind his back, slowly and silently placing herself behind the bedroom door.

"Fuck! These fucking headaches, they started because of you!" He yelled, explaining himself incoherently, before punching one of the walls of his closed right fist, and turning his chest in frontal position of Elena's reach.

She did not think too much, She had no time for that… She got out of her hidden position, walked rapidly toward his standing position, before raising her right hand in the air, only to plunge the wooden stake a second later in his chest.

He was quicker, he intercede her gesture, while holding her wrist with a firm grip of his hand, at a near one inch of distance of his chest, making Elena moan because of the unbearable pain, if she would not let go of the stake, he would break all her bones. She had no other choices; the wooden stake fell on the floor.

She raised her sight to take a glimpse at him, while he was lowering his sight to look at her, and for a split second they stood silently, with their eyes locked. Then he raised his hand in the air, and slapped her across the face, making her loose her balance, and fall on the floor. He bended his upper body a second later, grabbing the brunette savagely by the hair, while transforming into his vampire face, before approaching his fangs on the left side of her neck, only to stop on his track a second later.

"Go ahead, kill me bastard!" Elena yelled at him, while holding her sprain wrist with her other hand.

He stood still for a few second, before letting out growling sounds, raising his fist in the air, only to throw a punch at Elena's face, making her faint instantly, before dragging her unconscious body in another bedroom of the house.

Thank you for reading this first chapter titled: "I feel you near me".

The story is being rewritten (prove) once again since the first update of each chapter.