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Chapter 5. Doppelgangers and Hybrids

Elena hung up her phone and turned to face Damon in the darkened front seat of the car." Jenna had to cancel family game night cause she got held up in her anthropology class so we should be good for the rest of the night." Elena sighed, fear twisting her stomach.

" Hey, it's ok, once we know what we are up against, we can handle it, stop it, change it or end it," Damon said pragmatically.

" You always know what to say to make me feel better, thank-you, Damon, for being you," Elena grabbed his big hand and kissed his palm.

" Thank-you for being with me, Elena," he smirked, then sobered" I love you, Elena."

Elena smiled softly and squeezed his hand before she got out of the car. She walked around to his side and pulled him into a bone crushing embrace that left Damon breathless.

" I love you too," she said breathlessly when she pulled away.

Damon growled low in his throat and had her up against the car with his hands in her hair kissing her again before she could comprehend that they'd even moved.

" Do you want me to wait right here while you finish mate, or can you hold off for a bit longer?" Klaus snickered behind them.

" Klaus," Damon rolled his eyes and turned to face Klaus, Elena slightly behind him.

" Well, mate, should we go in and tell Elena how she's going to serve the greater good by dying on the next full moon?" Klaus asked.

" Yes, Klaus, we want to get this shit show over with as much as you do," Elena stepped around Damon and angled her head as she spoke.

" Well, then I'll meet you inside," Klaus walked past them and up the stairs of Damon's house.

" Damon?" Elena tapped his arm and he turned to her, cupping her face.

" Yes?"

" When he leaves, we are picking up where we left off here, you got it?" she said sternly.

Damon's heart gave a lurch and he felt his pants become rather tight around the crotch. He grabbed her and pulled her into a panty melting kiss and growled " Count on it." Elena felt a thrill race through her that had nothing to do with the current stress waiting in the good parlour.

They entered the house and went to the parlour where Klaus was already at his ease with a drink in his hand, leaning smugly against the mantle, Stefan sitting as far from Klaus as he could be and still be in the same room. Damon went and poured himself a bourbon and poured Elena a lime soda as he took a spot on the main couch and looked to Klaus expectantly as Elena sat next to him.

" So, Klaus, care to fill us in?" Damon said wearily.

" Where to start, where to start?" Klaus taps his chin as if he's nervous, but it's a put on as he strikes Elena as being in control at all times; the one holding all the cards and hoarding all the information.

"Well, you see, loves, I need Elena here to be part of the sacrifice that breaks the curse of the moon, the curse that is keeping me from becoming a werewolf."

"Wait, I thought you were a vampire?" Elena looked at Damon and Stefan in confusion.

"Well, I am that too, love, very astute of you, but I'm also part wolf and this curse is what is keeping me from becoming a true hybrid," Klaus smiled his dimpled smile.

" So, why would you want to be a hybrid? And how the shit does me dying make that happen?" Elena was getting angry, and anger made her blunt.

" Well, love, that's the tricky part, you see, I'm supposed to drain you dry of your delicious blood, after I sacrifice a wolf and a vampire, then I can become a true hybrid," Klaus revealed to their assemblage as he nodded toward the entryway and another vampire appeared holding..

..." Katherine," both Salvatores said together in shock.

Elena meanwhile let out a strangled enraged yelp and stood so fast, Klaus jumped in shock.

" She is my exact twin! Holy Christ I almost didn't understand, is she...?" Elena pointed at Katherine in disbelief.

" A vampire, yes, she is. She turned Stefan and I, and Klaus sired us all," Damon told her, tossing back his drink and rising to pour another. Elena sunk back to the couch because her knees had become unstable with the shock of seeing her mirror image smiling(though there was a hard twist to her mouth and her eyes didn't shine with empathy or compassion) a smile of delight . Cruel mirth playing over coral coloured lips. Elena shuddered at the emptiness of her expression. Here was a woman who had given herself over to her nature and was happy to have done so.

" Hello, Elena, so nice to finally meet you," Katherine smiled a sweet smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

Elena stood and took katherine's hand(her hand) and shook it, a little freaked out and punch drunk from all that was going on. She sat when Katherine walked over to stand near Klaus and crossing her arms over her stomach.

" So, what else do we need for this ritual?" Elena asked, grabbing Damon's hand and sitting back on the couch.

"We need this," Katherine help up an oblong rock that was opaquely white and shiny.

" What the hell is that thing?" Stefan piped up from the back of the room.

" This is a moon stone, used to break the curse of the moon," Katherine said in her husky voice." Klaus has to sacrifice a werewolf and a vampire and kill the doppelganger to break it."

" Are you the vampire for the sacrifice?" Stefan again asked the next question. Damon had so far remained silent, staring daggers at Katherine and Klaus.

" No, Stefan, however much you might wish it. I bought my freedom with this," she held up the moonstone and handed it to Klaus." I'm leaving town. I'd wish you good luck Elena, but, you're not going to need it, you'll be dead in two weeks." She smirked and turned to walk out.

" Is there any way for Elena to live through this?" Damon finally said after Katherine had left.

" Not that I know of, truth be told, but you lot are more than welcome to try to find a way," Klaus said, serious for once. "I'll be around to collect you on the twenty ninth, sweetheart, don't leave town." then Klaus too turned and left.

" Fuck me sideways, that was not an encouraging little powow," Damon growled angrily, shooting to his feet and pouring himself another drink.

" No, but where do we even start looking?" Elena asked, looking at both brothers.

" Bonnie might know," Stefan replied quietly, sitting opposite Elena.

Elena startled for a moment and looked at Stefan with her brows almost in her hairline." You told her." she stated.

" Yes, she did a little screaming and crying, but otherwise, she handled it ok," Stefan smirked." She almost didn't let me back in the house, but she's on board, if we need her."

" We might need her, she says she a psychic, or something," Elena said looking to Damon and then back to Stefan for confirmation.

" She's a witch, actually, I met her Grams, she's a witch," Stefan smiled with pride and nodded once to himself.

" Well that's convenient," Damon smirked. "A Bennet witch, right?"

" Yes, actually, they have a long history of architectural wrangling of the mystical world, Bonnie said she would help, any way she can. I have her going through her Grams' old grimoires and she said she'd text if she came across anything of value." he looked down as his phone signalled the incoming text.

" She thinks she might have something, I'm going to go over and see what it is, I'll call when I know more."

Elena couldn't help the little kernel of hope that kindled in her stomach as she looked at Damon when Stefan left the room.

" God, I hope he finds something useful," Elena sighed. She looked to Damon and noticed that he was staring at her, his expression inscrutable. She stood. "Damon?"

And found herself pressed against the opposite wall with Damon's hands fisted in her hair and his lips devouring hers. She groaned as she was at once freezing and on fire, her nerves taught and screaming with a coalescing need. Heat flared when his tongue invaded her mouth ,frenzied, tangling with hers. She wound her hands in his shirt and gave as good as she got. She hooked one knee over his hip and pulled him into her, circling her pelvis a little. She gasped out breathlessly as his lips left hers to place open mouthed kisses along her jaw and neck, his hands everywhere on her body, under her shirt with his thumbs stroking over erect nipples as his touch consumed her, possessed her made her ache for the wanton promise of his wandering hands. He moaned into her neck as he felt her hands frantically worked at his belt. When he pulled back to pull her shirt over her head, the look in her eyes almost sent him shooting in his pants like a teen his groin ached so bad. He growled low in his throat when she finally got his pants undone and wrapped her hand around his newly freed erection. She made a strangled sound in her own throat when she felt how ready he was, for her, because of her; and she felt powerful. For here she was about to be loved by a man, not a boy in the cab of his truck, a man who knew how to touch her to make her want, make her crave all the things his questing fingers promised her in every caress of her heated flesh.

She arched against him when he got her bra of, murmuring incoherently as he built her closer to the needy ache as they sighed and whispered and moaned with one another. He feasted at her mouth, hard, almost bruising in his need to have her, have her now but he wanted to show her how much more there was in being with him. He pulled off her pants and underpants in one go and got his pants off as well and once they were both clad in nothing but firelight and shadows, he looked his fill; marvelling at her smooth olive skin and silky chestnut hair. Her liquid mahogany eyes that captured his as he stared into them so full of her wanting for him. Her long legs and beautiful flared hips that cradled his when he pressed then together delighted him as he bent his head to trail his lips down between taught breasts that beckoned his attention with dusky nipples and supple rounded peaks. He pulled one nipple between his teeth and she arched her neck back, hissing out a strangled aroused exhalation. She let out another mewling gasp when he took the other one into his mouth before trailing his tongue down to her navel. He danced his fingers down her abdomen and brushed them over her aching centre as he looked up the line of her slender body, watching her watch him, her eyes dark with the need she was feeling urging him to do what he wanted. He parted her gently and slid his finger into her soaked vagina, groaning that she was so ready, already for him. He gently removed his finger and kissed his way up her torso and back to her waiting kiss-swollen lips that were already gasping out his name as she took his mouth with hers and kissed the hell out of him.

She hoisted herself up by wrapping both legs around him, grabbing two handfuls of hair and tugging urgently.

" Now, Damon now, God, please?" she begged in a husky dark voice.

He smirked and put one arm around her waist, bracing her against the wall while he used the other hand to position his hardness so he could push himself inside her. Her eyes went liquid and her mouth formed an 'O' of need as he slowly, almost painfully slowly, slid himself inside her. She wanted it fast and hard but Damon was trying to be gentlemanly about it and that just wasn't suiting Elena at all. She gave one twisting roll of her hips and had him buried to the hilt inside her wet heat.

" Much better," she gasped as she slid herself up and down his impressive length at a pace that had Damon almost ready to come and that wasn't what he wanted for her. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head against the wall as he thrust a bit more slowly, easing himself over and over the same spot inside her that made her gasp in delighted mewling whimpers as he drove her closer to her orgasm.

"Damon..." she managed to sob out as he sped up his thrusts while still keeping the same hip roll over that sweet spot that made her feel like she was on fire.

Damon continued speeding up until he was almost all the way outside of her before slamming himself back inside her dripping core, working closer to his own release. She was bucking against him as he kissed her swollen mouth and laved her sensitive throat and he could feel the monster clashing at his insides, urging him to bite her, bite her while he fucked her, join with her in a different way, make her his. He felt his fangs descend and he looked into her eyes as she rode him, panting, and she nodded, knowing what he was asking to do. He slid his fangs into her soft skin in another type of penetration, drawing out her blood as he thrust into her.

Elena felt that last burning build as his fangs pierced her skin and she flew apart, screaming his name and arching herself into him further, she came again when Damon growled and pulled his teeth from her neck. He let go of her wrists to clutch her hips while he wildly thrust into her, his rhythm shattering with the imminent onslaught of his own release. Damon gave one last thrust and held her while he let out a strangled yell and emptied himself into her, kissing her and letting her taste her own blood on his lips, while she whimpered out another orgasm from that erotic act. He closed those cerulean eyes of his and rested his forehead on hers, both breathing heavily through the aftershocks of their lovemaking.

" Christ, Elena, Christ," Damon said huskily.

" Just, wow," Elena mumbled.

Damon kissed her languidly, lazily and kindled the fire that burned for him always in her belly. He pulled out of her and she whimpered from the loss of contact, grateful he hadn't put her down yet.

" Did I hurt you, Elena?" he asked quietly, cupping the side of her face reverently.

" No, I'm great in fact," she nibbled his neck and smiled.

" Do you want me to heal your neck or?" he asked, stroking over her breasts, eliciting a moan from her. She shook her head and he placed her on her feet while he gathered their discarded clothes into his arms. He smirked in that cocky way of his and grabbed her hand.

"I'm not done with you yet , I haven't christened my new shower or my floor or my bathtub..." he trailed off as he lead her to the stairs and up them, erotic promises dancing in his pale eyes and love suffusing every gentle word as he enticed her with his body, watching her, in turn, with lust as she walked nude up the stairs, wanting her more than he'd ever wanted anything else, even blood. He loved his mark on her slender throat, the mark that made the monster purr in satisfaction that she belonged to him; would always belong to him and he felt real joy for the first time in his long life of misery and self loathing.