Authors Note: I am uploading yet another story that will be a multi-chapter. Just like my Damon/Bonnie story that is currently up this is currently a para conversation on my tumblr roleplay account, which means that each chapter will be mine and then my Caroline's replies. Or I may just do it all on my own in the sake for this being an actual fic, cause that is a pretty huge possibility for me doing.

Summary:

Damon is turned into a human, with no recollection of how he came to be such, until he receives a visit from both Emily and Sheila Bennett's ghosts. The witches inform Damon that he has only two weeks to go back and mend his broken relationship with Caroline. If he is unable to get Caroline to fall in love with him by the climax of this spell, he will die forever.

It felt strange having a pulse again, a beating vessel within his toned chest and could breath the way he remembered. It had been so many years since he was last human that he never thought it to be possible, and yet here he was, completely human but unaware just how he was this way. As far as he knew he did not take any sort of cure, nor did he actually know that if there was one currently in existence.

He began to see everything in a whole new light, for it had been over one hundred years since he was able to see the way a human would, everything was not nearly as clear and raw as it had been when his senses were enhanced. He could no longer smell the grass clear outside even though he was only separated from it by a thin sheet of glass covering his windows, could no longer smell the flowers that were lying freshly plucked in the kitchen below him, it felt strange, it was human and he was not quite sure if he enjoyed it. But he did have a feeling that there was a distinct possibility that he would have to get used to it as it would not be changed, not unless he had another vampire feed from him until the brink of death, give him their own plasma from their veins and killed him while it was still lodged in his system.

"Damon…" said a whisper of a voice from his far left, and while it was so close to his person it still seemed to sound from far off, a ghosts words.

Turning icy blue orbs in its direction they landed on the very familiar form of Emily and Sheila Bennett, causing his brows to furrow in confusion as to why he was graced with their presence. "What are you two doing here?" he asked, his voice dripping with skepticism.

"We're here to tell you why you have become human, Damon. Now listen up…" said Sheila with a biting tone, her voice trailing off slightly as she waited to see if there was a chance of him talking back.

But once she realized that there was nothing coming she continued on with her explanation with Damon listening intently. The pair had told him that he was to remain human for the next two weeks, at first he had argued as to why they were giving him such an odd time frame of him being mortal but shut his mouth tightly as he was given an aneurysm by Sheila, causing him to cringe in pain and mutter a pained, "Are you kidding me?!" after this he did not interrupted them again and instead continued to listen, hanging tightly onto every word.

If he did not try and mend the broken relationship with Caroline in those two weeks, by the climax of his allotted time, he was going to die and never return even to the plain that they were currently stuck. Disbelief washed through him at at this, why would that be their consequence of his being human? And why would they turn him such to begin with? Caroline was still a vampire and he could very well do his task as such, he did not understand the logic of this 'curse' one bit. He did not wish to die, he wanted to live forever, that was the whole purpose of his staying alive all these years, if he wanted to die he would have done himself in a long time ago without the help of some witches ghosts.

He would make Caroline fall in love with him in his allotted time, but it would take some serious ass kissing on his part after the way he had treated her so long ago now, he may not like the thought of what he would have to go through but if it meant living forever like he was accustomed then so be it. She would not know what hit her. Damon quickly went into his lavish bathroom and right to the sink, yanking the faucet on before dunking his hands in the cold water to bring the clear liquid to his face so he could wash the ruby from his pale skin, turning the pooling steam into a light pink from his blood.

As he shoved the faucet back to its off position he stood straight, his hands clenching the side so tight that his knuckles began to turn white and his hands became sore and stiff before letting the anger through and shoving the contents away in a heated flush, a loud and manic cry of anger falling from his lips before storming out to go and find precious Caroline.

First Chapter, done! Tell me what you think?