I smirk as I watch Matt try and maneuver around the cop I had oh so pleasantly called on his house party. "Wait!" Matt yells as he starts running around his truck before the officer starts going counterclockwise. Matt looks over in horror as he's slammed to the ground. "My safe word is pineapple juice!" He says back to me as I pull out my popcorn bag and soda. "What's my safe word?!" He yells at the other officer standing above him. "ooh" "That's cute." "oah" Matt says as the police officer searches his pocket. "That...that's my lighter," Matt explains as he pulls a bowel from his pocket. "It don't work...Don't do drugs kids!" I start laughing out loud before my face fills with horror as the police officer pulls out a taser and turns to me. "Fuck you, Matt!" I yell out as I take off running towards the grill. "What do you mean fuck you? Bitch I'm on the ground!" Matt says as he watches Mrs. Jenkins round the corner. "Mrs. Jenkins! Hey." Mrs. Jenkins looks down at him

The officer breaths heavily a couple of feet behind me. I gasp out as I see Alaric come out of the grill in front of me. "Rick help me." He gives me a weird look as he watches the fat officer try and keep up. "Bitch I said help me!" I yell out one last time before the taser spikes drill into my back and I'm immediately struck with electricity as I fall in front of Rick. "This is nothing compared to the time Matt dared me to lick the power lines." I snicker out as the cop looks up to Rick, "This your kid?" Rick looks down as I twitch on the ground. "Nope. Never seen her in my life." My mouth drops as the officers grab me from the ground.

"I'll sick Mrs. Jenkins on you traitor!" I yell out as Rick's face fills with horror. I look over to Matt as they pick him up off the ground. "Hey Mrs. J. What you doing here?" I ask nervously as she puts her hands in her pocket and watch as a police badge is in front of me. ",,,, Who the fuck let granny on the force!" I yelp out the last word as I'm shot with another taser. "Thanks, Mrs. Jenkins love you too... You guys got doughnuts?" "Fatass."

I watched with a smirk plastered on my face as I watch Damon pour another glass of his signature bourbon while meeting my eyes across the room as I take a seat on the large couch in the den. Damon quietly sets the cap back onto the bottle before taking the whisky glass off the small alcohol table and makes his way to the couch I had situated myself on. Damon gave me a small smile as he sits down and places a hand on my right knee with his thumb rubbing circles against my legging covered legs. Suddenly Damon's phone starts to annoyingly ring as I lean to the left and place my head gently on his shoulder as he pulls his phone out of his opposite pocket while giving a sound of disappointment with a roll of his eyes. Damon's head falls on top of mine as he hits accept and putting the phone up to his opposite ear.

"You're interrupting my Eliza time." Damon explains passive-aggressively as my face feels with confusion at who would be calling this late. when I see the sarcastic smirk fall on his face, I automatically know who had called: Katherine. "Katherine. Where are you?" Damon asks as he holds the phone between his shoulder and his ear. I quickly snatch the phone from his ear and put it on speakerphone while setting the phone on his lap. "Hey, bitch so how's it feel?" I hear a long sigh on the other end of the phone. 

"How's what feel?" I snicker before I look over at Damon. "you know. Crawling out of hell? You play any golf with Hitler and Stalin?" Damon shakes his head at my antics before getting serious. "What do you want?" 

"Miss me?" I scoff at her attempt to get on Damon's good side. "No bitch no one misses you." 

"I'm homesick. What have I missed?" "oh, you know small-town life, getting Matt arrested oh and your buddy Klaus still has my best friend. And yet not one second was wasted thinking about you." 

"Ouch that's pretty harsh, have you given up looking for him, Damon?"

"I haven't given up on him, I just don't know where he is." There's a long awkward silence on the other side of the phone before I sigh out. "Katherine, are you stalking him? Poor Stefan." 

"All I know is that Klaus threw a fit because his hybrids failed. Now he's looking for some answers."

"How do you know that?" Damon asks as he takes another drink.

"Spend 500 years running, and there will be a few people along the way that are looking out for you." 

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I sigh out as I flip over to the left side of my bed, but instead of feeling plush sheets and covers I feel something hard and smells similar to Damon's body wash. A smile fills my face as I rub my nose against his chest before sighing out in contempt. "Let me guess....road trip?" I question without opening my eyes. Damon laughs softly as I feel his chest move up and down. "You always surprise me," he says softly once his laughter ends and leans his head to the top of mine and gives it a small kiss. "Where is he at now?" I ask Damon as we start to sit up from my bed. 

"Windy City." 

"He's in Chicago? How do you know?" 

"It came to me in a dream. I was naked you would have loved it." I laugh out loud at his rebuttal. 

"Now sexy you can't say that to a girl and leave her standing." Damon's classic smirks fall on his face before he speeds over to pin me back against the sheets. My eyes widen in surprise as Damon leans down to my plus point in my neck and gives it a soft kiss as I gasp out in surprise. He looks up at me through his long lashes before moving up and kissing my forehead. "Rick! Elizas having sex!" Jermey yells as kicks open the door before a murderous glare falls on my face. "Hey, Jer you know Mrs. Jenkins next door?" I ask as fear falls across his face. 

"Y..Ya." He stutters out as Damon gets off of me and I lean down and grab my bat from under the bed. "Hey..hey I was just kidding.." He yells out as I chase him down the hallway before he loses his footing down the stairs and tumbles down the rest before he hits the front door making a loud noise. Jeremy looks up with a strange look on his face. "Knock, Knock." He says before we both start laughing. 

"Why'd we have to bring her?" I ask Damon as I cross my arms across my chest as I look to my left at Damon. Elena scoffs out loud at my words from the back of the camaro. "He's my boyfriend why are you here?" "Because when you die a stupid death imma laugh and have Matt pee on your grave." 

Damon reaches in the back before pulling out a worn down journal before trying to hand it to me. "Read this. It paints a pretty good picture of Stefan's first experience in Chicago."

"You mean that's Stefan's journal? You don't know how much shit I can get on him!" I yell out but suddenly Elena reaches up and steals it from my hands before I turn around slap her hand and gab the journal and hand it to Damon. Damon opens the journal before flipping to a specific page and starts to read. 

"Here's one. March 12th, 1922. I've blacked out days. I wake up in strangers' blood, in places I  don't recognize with women I don't remember." Damon says before his head snaps towards me. "Ahh! I'm shocked! Stefans, not a virgin?" I laugh out loud at Damon's words before he joins me in laughter before Elena leans up over the consol and rips Stefan's journal out of Damon's hands. "Eyes on the road, grandma." 

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"Stefan could live anywhere in Chicago and he chose this?" I mutter out as we walk up the four-story apartment building. "Oh god, I'm dying." I wheeze out before dropping down onto one of the stairs. "Maybe if you'd stop eating ice cream so much you wouldn't have problems you're literally on the six-step." My eyes meet my twin before Damon crouches down in front of me and I climb onto his back. I slap his ass and turn to stick my tongue out at Elena and place my head on Damon's shoulders. 

Once we get up to the door Damon listens for a brief second before grabbing the doorknob and opening the door. "That was hot," I say in the awkward silence from Damons back as I feel his silent laughter as we walk through the door. The place was definitely empty and looks like a 30's piece of shit. "Here we are. Stefan's second personality home." "Oh...we call it personalities now? I just thought he turned into a dick." I say as I slide off Damons back and watch Elena look around the small room. "Pretty obvious he hasn't been here," Elena says with a snarky attitude. 

"The tour is not over yet," Damon says as I follow next to him as he runs his right-hand fingers along the open pantry before stopping somewhere in the middle and getting a better grip on it before opening the pantry as if it was merely a door. My face fills with confusion as I walk in first as the small stands filled with random things and alcohol, but the thing that caught me the most was the long list of names on the left far wall, easily over 100 names. suddenly something clicks in my head as I stumble back from the wall as Damon easily catches me and wraps his arms around my middle. "He..Those...Those people did he?" I question Damon as he nods his head at my words. "What?" Elena asks in confusion and anger before shoving past us and looks at the names. 

"Those are all his victims," Damon says out loud for Elena to comprehend. "Where were you in the 1920s? Paving the way for women's liberation?" Elena asks as she turns to Damon. My face fills with anger at the underhand insinuation. "Why does it matter leana? You just saw a small portion of the people that Stefan has killed and you want to blame Damon!" My voice rises as my anger reaches a breaking point. Damon turns and grabs my hand and wraps his arms around me. "I was around. Chicago's a big city. Stefan was a cocky ripper douche. But I could avoid him and still indulge in a few Daisy Buchanans of my own." "Alright sexy we know you were a panty dropper can we end this conversation now?" Damon looks down with his signature smirk,

"Jealous?" He questions in my as I shake my head in retaliation. "It's okay you're the only one for me baby." He says as he turns us to the door. "Where are you guys going?" Elena questions us as Damon opens the door. "His old stomping ground." 

"I'm coming with you guys," Elena says stubbornly before Damon quickly turns his head to her. "No. You stay here and whip up an actual plan. We'll come back when we find him." Damon says as he pushes me first through the doorway. 

Across the street, Damon leads me by the hand before opening up the wooden door for me as I reach up to place my arms around his right one for security as we make it to the rounded dark wood bar top with a beautiful colored woman making drinks. "All right. Well, look what the wind blew in. Katherine and the Damon Salvatore. Last I heard, you hated this place, and you were on the run from Klaus." Damon looks down and gives me a look that says, 'play the part of Katherine it's safer.' I nod my head and take my hand through my curls and dramatically thrown them behind my right shoulder. My right-hand falls on the unbutton part of Damon's black dress shirt as I start to rub the skin possessively in front of the woman before giving her my own smirk. 

"I see your brother is still running in the wrong crowd." The woman says as she grabs a glass from the glass cabinet and turns back to us as Damon questions, "You've seen him?" 

"With Klaus. Bad combo." She says as she pours some whisky into the glass. "You know where they went?" He asks the woman more specifically as his left-hand rubs my back in comfort, while keeping me as close as possible, as I had the feeling this woman was not human. "They'll be back here later tonight. They're out running a little errand for me." She says as she slides the glass towards Damon. "Gloria.." Damon says as the woman's fingers run up and down Damon's arm. Oh god, what kind of name is Gloria? sounds like a bitches name. "What kind of errand?" "Mmm. I don't think so. You may be cute but you're a vampire and still clearly pining after Katherine, though I am shocked that you are even here. what happened to running?" 

Damon's arm around me tenses while trying to draw me closer. I snicker at the woman's face. "Oh Gloria, has life been that miserable you have to use a hybrid and vampire to do your bidding? I'm tired of running and unlike you, I have people to protect and if you ever put your hands on my man I'll burn you." I spit out before lifting my hand from his chest onto his cheek and quickly pull his head down as his lips meet mine. Damon lets out a small growling noise in the back of his throat before his hands fall on my cheeks and under my curls as his tongue hits my closed lips. I slowly open my lips and Damons tongue fights with mine while it explores my entire mouth, hitting the roof and even teeth while Damon lets out a relieved moan before pulling back with a small pop. I turn back to the Gloria with Damon's salvia falling from my mouth. Damon releases a chuckle before turning my head and wiping it off my lips. 

Gloria's face fills with hatred and disgust and she turns to the others surrounding the bar top.

                                                                        ************

"We know where Stefan is going to be tonight. Here." I tell Elena as I throw the bag filled with clothes at her. Damon plops down on the small couch before pulling me down onto his lap as we look expectantly at her as she lets out a frustrated sigh before turning and finding the bathroom to change."But you're gonna have five minutes tops before that hybrid freak rips my heart out." My eyes widen as I turn to look at Damon's face. "You're not going," I say lowly while Damons eyes meet mine. "It's okay, I promise." I shudder in fear as I run every scenario in my head where Damon doesn't come back okay. 

                                                                    **************

I gasp out in shock as Stefan slams Damon into a car by his collar. "What is wrong with you?!" Stefan yells out to his brother. "What is wrong with you? you kill Andie one day, you save my life the next. What are you good, bad? Pick one!" Damon yells back as Stefan takes a step back and releases his brother. "If you guys keep shouting Klaus will know we're all fucking off out here!" 

The brothers turn to look at me before Stefan lowers his voice to continue. "Klaus almost saw Elena today. You have to get her out of Chicago."

"she's not going anywhere until she's got you checked into vampire rehab and on the mend. Trust me. We've tried." 

"If you don't care about Elena then do this for Eliza, they are the key to everything. Klaus cannot know that Eliza survived or that Elena exists."

"What are you talking about?"

"Eliza was supposed to die in the sacrifice and she didn't. Elena is sheltered, she's not on his radar but if this keeps up she will. Now Klaus can't create any new Hybrids. His witch is seconds away from figuring that out. Tell Elena to go home and forget about me." 

"Tell her yourself," Damon says as he steps away from his brother and to my side as we watch Stefan and Elena talk.  "I have to go in there." I nod my head as he gives my forehead a kiss. "Go get the car I'll be out soon." I grab the keys offered to me and take off. 

Once Damon was back I checked over him extensively, making sure that he wasn't hurt by Klaus. After a minute of doing that Damon places me in the passenger's seat and I watch as Elena gets into the back with tears in her eyes. I reach my hand back onto her knee and rub it as the car remains silent all the way back to Mystic Falls.