The Salvatore Kids chapter 7

The Salvatore Kids Chapter 7

A/N: Wow, thanks so much for the reviews! I think I'll do cliffhangers more often :-) I am just floored by how many reviews I have gotten. You guys are the greatest!

Chapter 7

Jessica dropped the unmoving body to the ground and smirked at the lifeless boy on the ground. "Good riddance indeed." 

Jessica looked up to see Elena and Bonnie running in her direction. She smiled to herself as she vanished into thin air. "Too bad you didn't get a chance to say goodbye."

Elena and Bonnie dropped to their knees when they saw Damon laying on the ground with a stick poking out of his chest. Elena let out a scream when she saw his current state. Blood gushed out of almost every part of his body and his right arm looked like a car ran over it. It was covered in red liquid and his face had sustained cuts and burises. "Damon!" Elena sobbed, shaking his his body and lightly slapping him on the cheek. "Please, wake up Damon! You have too!" Elena grabbed the branch and pulled it out of Damon, causing more blood to spill.

Bonnie silently cried along with Elena. She put her hand onto Damon's and concentrated. She then closed her eyes and a bright, white ight began to envelop Damon's body. Elena watched in amazment as Damon's eyes opened and he sat up, the wounds on his body becoming small cuts and the mysterious light fading away.

"Where is she?" he growled out, atemptting to stand up but falling back to the ground and hissing in pain.

"Damon, relax. Your body hasn't fully healed yet. You have to go home and get some rest for a few days." instructed Bonnie.

"And besides, the girl is gone now. Don't worry you're safe." smiled Elena as she rubbed his face tenderly.

Damon growled as he batted Elena's hand away. "I don't want to rest! I want to find Jessica and rip her from limb to limb!"

Bonnie blinked. "Jessica? That's the name of the girl who attacked you?"

Damon angrily nodded. "Yes, she is. And you were right, she's related to that pathetic witch I pretended to love."

"Is she her sister?" asked Elena quizzcally.

"Yep."

Bonnie sighed. "This is what happens when you play with a witch's heart."

Damon growled. "Shut up."

Elena reached down and helped Damon to his feet. "Can you walk? We need to get you to the car and to the house. Your wounds are still pretty bad."

"No, I'm perfectly capable of walking!" Damon snapped at her and tried to stand on his own. He took a few steps away from Elena before falling to the ground. "Darn it!"

Bonnie sighed. "Quit being so sturborn Damon and let us help you!"

Damon glared icly at both of them. "No."

Elena looked at Bonnie for help. Bonnie smiled as she moved her eyes towards Damon. "Ok mister I'm-too-sturborn-to-ask-for-help, you can walk all the way to car by yourself." She pointed to where the car was which was a good distance away.

"Piece of cake." smirked Damon as he staggered to the car. He only made it a few steps before colasping head first into the ground. 

Elena laughed as Damon lifted his head up and sputtered out small bits of grass. "I told you that you can't make it."

Damon just glared burning holes into Elena's body as she walked over to him and picked him up. Bonnie followed them and she gave Damon the I-told-you-so look. They finally made it to the car where Stefan was sleeping peacefully. Elena breathed a sigh of relief at seeing that no harm came to him. "Can we go now?" Damon said impatiently as Bonnie finished putting his seat belt on.

"In a minute." said Elena as she waited for Bonnie to get in and put on her seat belt. 

"Can you go any slower?" asked Damon sarcastically.

"You know, I liked Damon alot better when he was knocked out!" said Bonnie as she fastened her seat belt.

Elena nodded in agreement as she sped off towards her house.

                 ****

Damon laid on the couch, drinking a cup of apple juice that no doubt Elena forced on him. The TV in front of him played some random TV show that Damon couldn't understand. "What's so special about a yellow talking sponge? It's worse then that show with that gay purple dinosaur!" He looked down at his brother on the floor who was throughly enjoying the show. "Well, atleast someone is having a good time." he muttered as he sipped his apple juice.

"Snack time!" called Elena cheerfully as she walked into the living room with a big plate in her hands that contained a heap of cookies. She set the cookies on the table and watched as Stefan crawled over to the table and grabbed a cookie. Damon looked at the cookies and saw that there were red stuff on top of it. 

"What is that?" asked Damon, pointing to the red icing. 

"Why, it's blood of course. I decided to mix the blood with the cookies so you guys can enjoy a snack and get your strengh back at the same time. Who knows when we'll see the witch again. We need to be ready and you have to have your strengh Damon." Elena placed a glass of blood down on the table for Damon and went back to the kitchen.

Damon took a bite of the bloody cookie and smiled in satifastion. "Not bad." he said to himself as he finished the rest of the cookie. He looked at Stefan to see him slowly eating his cookie. Damon reached for the glass of blood on the table and picked it up. He drowned the glass and set it back on the table before falling back onto the couch, feeling somewhat relaxed and at ease. His energy was slowly but surely coming back to him; he could feel it. He clenched his fists in anger as he remembered the fight. How dare she throw him around like he was nothing and make him look weak.

"When I find her, she'll be sorry she ever met me." Damon glowered as he looked down at his broken but healing arm. Elena insisted that he put it in a cast so it could heal better but Damon had kindly told her to go to hell. 

He had no idea how a cast got on his arm but he was pretty sure that it was Bonnie's fault. She used some kind of spell to make him weak so Elena could put a cast on him. Stupid red head. Damon thought bitterly.

Little Stefan glanced up from where he was on the floor and slowly stood up on his woobly legs. He walked slowly over to Damon and smiled a toothless grin at him. Damon just looked at Stefan, bored-like. "What do you want?" he snapped, clearly not in the mood to deal with his baby brother today.

Stefan just looked up at him with baby emrald eyes. Damon was getting impatient. "Well? Do you want something? If not, then get away from me!"

"Dawon Dawon!" he laughed as he stared at his brother's face.

Damon, whose patients were long gone by now, pushed Stefan away from him. "Get away from me you little brat!"

Stefan fell to the floor due to the fact that he hasn't mastered balance yet and hit his head on the wooden floor. Loud crying ensured and Damon just groaned. 

"Oh my god, what happened?" exclamied Elena as she ran in to see what all the commotion was about. She quickly picked up Stefan from the ground and cradled him in her arms. "Shh, Stefan it's ok." She turned towards Damon. "What happened?"

"He was annoying me, so I pushed him away from me." said Damon causually. "it's not my fault he fell."

Elena glared. "Yes, it is your fault Damon! You're the one that pushed him and caused him to fall! He hasn't mastered walking or balance yet. He's a baby for crying out loud! You don't push them!"

Elena kissed Stefan's forehead. "It's ok Stefan. Your big brother won't hurt you anymore, right?" She glared at Damon.

Damon waved his hand in dissmisal. "Yeah, yeah whatever. Now let me be in peace."

"Wha-" Elena started to say but was cut of by Stefan's wails. She glared at Damon while patting Stefan's back. "I'll deal with you later." she said coldly before walking out of the room.

"Finally." Damon sighed, picking up the remote and changing the channel. "Much better." He grinned in delight as bombs exploded and people were running and screaming. 

The next day, Damon had regained most of his strengh and his arm was no longer broken. The only thing he wanted to do was find Jessica and burn her alive. Elena walked into the guest bedroom that Damon was currently ockupiing to see Damon drinking gallons of human blood. The floor was littered with empty blood bags, drops of blood decorated the floor and white banages were strewed everywhere. "Damon, what on earth?" Elena watched Damon lick his red lips and clean his gums in one sweeping motion. "I'm going to find her. I'm going to find Jessica and kill her."

"And how are you going to do that?" 

Damon held up a strand of golden hair. "I managed to get a piece of her hair during the fight and I was thinking that red head could make herself useful and track her using it."

Elena nodded as she thought over Damon's idea. "Yeah, that could work. I'll go get Bonnie and we can do it now."

"Well lets not waste anymore time." Damon drank the last bag before throwing it lazily down next to the other bags. "Don't worry I'll pick them up." Damon said gruffly, reading Elena's facial expression as he bounded down the stairs to find Bonnie in the living room reading a magazine. 

"Bonnie," Elena started, "Damon has something that you could use to track Jessica with." She showed her the lock of hair.

Bonnie nodded. "I'll see what I can do." She took the hair from Elena.

Bonnie held the piece of hair in her hand and concentrated, trying to get a lock-on on Jessica. Images flashed through her head until she finally spotted her. Trees surrounded Jessica and her lips were red as cherries, slowly coating her chin in red too. Jessica licked the blood off of them and threw something white and furry to the side. 

The image faded quickly just as it had come. Bonnie snapped back to life and looked to the awaiting faces of Elena and Damon. "She's in the woods. Somewhere in the woods. I think she's by Fell's Church."

"Perfect." smirked Damon, walking towards the front door. "I won't be long." 

"Damon wait!" cried Elena; but it was too late. He was already gone.

A/N: Another cliffhanger, I know. :) If you review I might update :-)