VD: Datherine

Vampires In Love

Summary: Set in S1, 2, and 5x1. Based on "Vampires In Love" by Marvelous 3.

September '57

It was a very good year

That's when I met Heaven

And all the smoke came clear

I didn't see it coming

I was a very dumb kid

Nobody ever touched me

Quite like the way you did

And now you know I suck at this

And you suck at it too

And now we're nothing more than vampires in love

*1864*

It was a beautiful day, as Damon stood by Stefan after being introduced to Katherine. As soon as he'd layed eyes on her, he was mesmerized. It was like love at first sight. Now he stood next to him, as she walked around them.

"Both Salvatores come to my rescue. How shall I ever choose?" she said, as if pondering it.

*1864-"Return Quickly"*

Damon stood at the doorway silently, but she saw him through the mirror, as she stood in front of her vanity.

"Spying on a lady is a sign of poor manners, Mr. Salvatore."

"My apologies, Miss Pierce."

"Why don't you come in and help me with my corset," she said.

He came in and walked up behind her to stand there.

"Will you miss me while you're off defending the South?" she asked him.

"I will," he replied.

"Then promise me that you will return quickly."

"I promise," he replied.

*1864-"I'd Sooner Die"*

It was a beautiful day in the shop, as he and Katherine conversed with her friend Pearl. Pearl wanted to leave knowing something was brewing, because a lot of Vervain had been bought.

"No one will find out," she assured Pearl.

"Unless a human told them," Pearl said.

Damon knew what Pearl was thinking.

"I'd sooner die," he replied.

Katherine looked at him.

"And soon you will."

They smiled at each other and then kissed passionately.

*I Know What You Did Last Summer*

And I'm wide awake

And you're wide awake

And I don't think that I'm tired at all

This is the brightest sunlight

My shades will do me no good

I ain't a morning person

But I'd be one if I could

And I just stay up at night

And watch stupid movies 'til the TV is white

So we're nothing more than vampires in love

And I'm wide awake

And you're wide awake

And I don't think I'm tired at all

And now you know I suck at this

And you suck at it too

And now we're nothing more than vampires in love

It was a dismal night at the Salvatore boarding house, as Damon stood in the living room, finishing a shot glass of Bourbon, standing by the drinking table.

"Katherine," he said, but it wasn't a greeting. He'd once loved her the most, but he hated her. He'd hated her since she'd returned and had told him, "The truth is...I've never loved you."

She finished her shot glass of Bourbon she'd helped herself to.

"You're going to have to cut me off soon. My tolerance is a joke now," she said. She then said, "It's just so...glorious," putting on a fake smile.

He couldn't help but notice how she looked as a human now. She wasn't the Katherine he'd known for 145 plus years. He knew she was trying to hide her feelings for the moment, but she couldn't do that with him. As much as he hated to admit it, they were alike in more ways than one. After all, she'd made him in her own image. He hated her, but couldn't help but feel for her now.

"You're miserable," he stated.

"Please. I'm Katherine Pierce. I'm a survivor."

"You're a liar. Your hair's messed up. Your nails are chipped. You're a sad miserable human being and you want me to turn you. So, here."

He bit his wrist and held it out to her.

She put a hand around his arm, thinking about it, before looking at him.

"Go ahead. Drink up. I'll kill you, you'll bite the mailman, you'll be a vampire again. Go ahead, come on," he encouraged.

She took her hand off his arm.

"I can't, okay?" she admitted. "No one's ever taken the cure before. If I die, there's a good chance I may never wake up."

"And that would be tragic," he commented.

"And deep down, in that mushy-gushy Elena-loving heart, there's a part of you that doesn't want me to die," she said, a hand on his chest and her right one resting on his arm.

"What are you doing here, Katherine?" he asked her, not wanting her playing on his feelings she was dead on right about.

"There's someone chasing me," she told him.

"Then run. Run far away."

"Damon, you don't understand," she reasoned. "I have enemies everywhere. What happens when word gets out that I'm a human? I can't protect myself! I'm weak and I'm slow. Do you have any idea what it's like to run in heels? I have blisters, Damon! Please, just...help me," she pleaded and begged with him.

"Fine, but don't annoy me or you'll be right back out there," he said, before leaving the living room to get away from her.

She watched, as he left the room, glad to have some sort of protection.