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It was a cool, but sunny day in the small town of Mystic Falls, Virginia. Elena Gilbert and co. were sitting in the sleek red booth discussing Katherine over hot chips. The Grill was filled with the younger residents of Mystic Falls, making use of the heater. The door of the Grill chimed opened letting the cool breeze swirl in. The murmur of voices stopped as a leggy young lady walked in. The girl had brunette hair and the most piercing blue eyes. She was dressed in black skinny jeans, a red singlet and a leather jacket. All eyes were on her as she put her Ray bans on the crown of her head and strutted over to the bar asking Matt for a bourbon.

"What is she doing here?" Stefan muttered to Damon, shock obvious on his face.

"You know her?" Elena asked looking at the brunette at the bar.

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out," Damon said ignoring Elena's question.

Damon got out of the booth and headed towards the bar. He didn't understand why she would come without telling him, not that he really minded. As he walked over to the bar she looked up, red stains under her eyes that had been hidden by the sunglasses.

"Bella, you alright?" Damon asked carefully, he'd never seen her look so broken before.

"Not really," she murmured, "Do you mind if we talked about this somewhere else?". Damon nodded and followed her out to the car park, much to the surprise of the group in the Grill.

"Should we follow them?" Bonnie asked.

"No, they'll be fine," Stefan replied.

"Who is she?"

"You'll see."

Damon hopped into his mustang as he speed off to the Salvatore Mansion, with Isabella following him on her red and black Ducati. So many thoughts were racing through his mind. What had happened to her in the last 8 years?

It wasn't long before be pulled up in front of the house. He headed straight inside and poured two glasses of scotch. Isabella walked in and grabbed one of the glasses out of his hand and sat on the couch beside Damon.

"Baby what happened?" Damon asked as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"He doesn't remember me Daddy," She whispered as she started to sob.

"What happened Bells?" Damon whispered as he cradled his daughter to his chest, letting her soak his shirt with her tears.

"Around about a year ago I was travelling around Northern USA when I came across a small town in Washington State called Forks. I liked the town so I compelled the Chief to think I was his daughter who had moved here after living with his ex-wife. I enrolled in High School and it wasn't long before I saw something interesting. A family called the Cullen's lived there, and I realised they were Cold Ones." Isabella said, as fresh tears fell down her red cheeks.

"And you left immediately because you remembered what your Daddy had told you about Cold Ones, and how unstable they are." Damon said, hoping his daughter wasn't that stupid.

"Not exactly. One of the cold ones happened to be Jasper. I was so shocked and happy, until I found out he was married. So I decided to date the single one, Edward. But after a few hair raising incidents involving vans, evil cold ones and paper cuts I came to the conclusion he has no clue who I am" Bella nervously admitted.

"Isabella Marie Salvatore, did you not listen to anything I told you. Do you know how much danger you were in?!" Damon growled. He saw his daughter start sobbing uncontrollably and his anger subsided. "Sorry baby, but I am just worried about you."

"I know. We dated for a while, and had a little incident with another Cold One, but it was handled. It was my fake 18th birthday and I accidentally got a paper cut. I officially admit I'm the clumsiest vampire in the world. Jasper is an empath and felt everyone's bloodlust so he went to attack me. Edward stopped him, but I may have gotten pushed into a glass table. A few days later he took me into the forest and broke up with me. I really missed Jasper, I was about to tell him who I am."

"Oh darling, it's alright. If I ever see that boy again I'll rip him to shreds," Damon said as he cuddled his daughter gently. He'd never seen her like this, she was always so confident and bubbly. She was his humanity. Jasper Whitlock better keep an eye out, no one forgets his baby girl.

Isabella's sobs slowly subsidised as she fell asleep in her fathers warm arms. Damon slowly shifted his daughter off him and laid her down of the couch. He grabbed the blanket off the back off the couch and laid it upon the sleeping girl.

Damon spent a few minutes staring at the sleeping girl. He hasn't seen his baby for 8 years after she declared she was leaving to travel the world for a decade. He didn't like seeing her so weak, but he had absolute faith that she will be back to herself in no time. He tucked her under the heavy blanket and went into the kitchen to put the glasses in the sink. He heard the door click open and he heard Stefan and gang walk in chattering. As the came in he motioned for them to be silent and pointed at Isabella. He had no idea if Stefan told them anything about his daughter.

"What's going on Damon, tell us who she is. She better not be another one of your sorority girls," Elena demanded, causing Bella to stir.

"What's wrong with her, why has she been crying?" Stefan asked softly, his voice full of worry.

"Jasper. He doesn't remember." Damon said as a look of shook passed over Stefan's face.

"He's alive? She must be heart broken." Stefan whispered, feeling sympathy for his niece.

"He's married," Damon growled.

"Oh fuck."

I'm back. Hope you enjoy. Loving the Daddy Damon theme so thought I'd give it a go. Enjoy.