(Summer) What Am I Going To Do With You?

[damon james salvatore]

Damon arrived back at Summer's place in the late afternoon and knocked on the door. After talking to Stefan one thing was very clear, no on ein their lives was safe and while Summer might be new in the circle of friends she was included. He had no idea what he would do about his feelings for both her and Elenam he'd figure that out later. All he had in mind right now was finding a way to convince her to stay where it was safe and that meant with him, Stefan, Charlotte, Bonnie or Caroline. Not that he trusted Bonnie not to give away his dastardly secrets, but it was better than his jerk father using a pregnant woman to draw him and Stefan out, possibly hurting her and the baby.

Sighing heavily he worried she'd freak out again on him when he explained what was going on, or worse be pissed and not forgive him for compelling her, even if it had been for her own good. Getting impatient he knocked again, "It's Damon open up we need to finish talking, Summer." he called out towards the house. If he could just get her to trust him, maybe he could get over Elena completely, he doubted love for a vampire ever truly died since he still loved Katherine in a sense. If Stefan were honest he did too. The question was could he love Summer as much as Elena? Enough to put her first? The answer? He had no clue, not right now; but he was determined to find out.

[summer renee tenney]

Summer couldn't believe it. How could he do something so coldhearted. He told her he wasn't going to use his power on her. But Summer could have sworn he did. He told her he was going to.

She heard him knocking on the door but she didn't want to talk to him. Curled into a ball on the couch, arms around her knees, chin on top of her knees, Summer stared into space. She didn't know what to do. How could she allow herself to get close to someone who could control her?

Vervain

Damon told her about that, a plant that could protect his power from her. So, once she had that, she would be okay around him...right? But did it hurt him? With Superman, Kryptionate hurt him. Is that what Vervain, or whatever it was, did to him?

Sighing, Summer stood and opened the door. She didn't know what to do with him, but she was kind of stuck in his life. Since she knew about his life, he told her she could be in danger. But then how did she know who was safe? She didn't, so how could she trust anyone?

[maroon]"What do you want?"[/maroon] she asked, trying not to allow herself to get to close. He hurt her once, she didn't want him to do it again.

[maroon]"Do you want to co--"[/maroon] she stopped at the last minute. She remembered Damon told her not to invite him in. Soo what was she suppose to do? Would it be safe to go with him? Without knowing how, Summer knew Damon wouldn't hurt her. Why he wouldn't, Summer didn't know.

[damon james salvatore]

Damon leaned against the outside of the doorjam, relieved she'd opened the door, "First to apologize for being a dick. You were just, I was worried, you were freaking out last night and stress isn't good for unborn babies or mom. I just admitted that I know something about baby stuff didn't I?" he frowned not certain he liked that she knew that, "I'm sorry I compelled you. If it helps I had good intentions and didn't I tell you not to invite me in? Not that it matters now. We need to talk, things here are more dangerous than I thought Summer."

He looked at the ground, "My father is in town and though he is one he hates vampires." he looked up, "Everyone tied to Stefan and I are in danger now. You can't stay alone... I'm sorry, if I had known the danger..." he swallowed hard, he'd have what? Stayed away? Been unselfish for once in his life? He had no idea what he would have done, "We need to talk, I'll leave where up to you. But we need to discuss your safety."

[summer renee tenney]

Summer looked oddly at him. His father was here? If so, how could he hate vampires if he was one...he was, right? Summer knew she would be in for a surprise when she decided to stay in Damon's life, so long as he wanted her in there, but how can he protect her from his world without dying in the process.

He told her she didn't have to worry about letting him in anymore, he admitted he was safe. [maroon]"Well then, come in...I guess. Its too late for me to go out. I'll get sick by the weather."[/maroon]

The wind picked up, making it colder than it should be. And Summer was easily cold, so that wouldn't help much. But still, what was so important that he had to talk to her now.

[damon james salvatore]

Stepping inside he shut the door to block out the cold wind, then suprised himself once more and hugged her kissing her on the temple. Damn woman's turning me into a marshmellow! Letting go he shoved his hands in his pockets, "Thank you for inviting me in. The short and long of it is not only is dad back in town, but there's a powerful group called The Mist here, that I didn't know about till I left here this morning either and they aren't just vamps, meaning you aren't safe hiding behind the old I'm not inviting you in trick. I can't have you walking around as a weakness to exploit, so you my dear need to pack and come with me till we figure out what to do with you. A lot of innocent people have died because of me I wont allow the unborn to start being included in that count. So we'll talk while you pack and unfortunately this isn't an option."

He loomed over her and brought a charm necklace out of his pocket hanging it gingerly around her neck, exclaiming, "Vervain." simply. Granted she could refuse but he had other methods of getting his way as well, "No arguing about coming with me though. I'm not above packing your clothes myself and tossing you over my shoulder caveman style. With you kicking and screaming." He winked at her and smirked at the thoguht of doing just that. It would be fun and raise eyebrows all at the same time. Two things Damon loved in life making a scene and shocking people.

[summer renee tenney]

Summer glared at him, [maroon]"I'm sorry to tell you but I won't be leaving my home. My things are here and I have it all set up for the baby. I. Won't. Leave."[/maroon] And she wouldn't. She liked living on her own, she couldn't get hurt. If she lived with someone, she would have rules, have to be controlled, and Summer didn't do well when it came to listening to others.

But it struck her, the unborn...So Damon wasn't worried about her, just her child. It was nice of him, but that could only mean he was just faking all this. He didn't really care for her, it was just for the child.

Turning on him, she sped walked to the kitchen to let a few tears slide. She let herself get to close, something she shouldn't have done. And now she was paying for it. If she wasn't pregnant, she would think of doing something harmful to herself.

Summer isn't one to harm herself on purpose, nor for attention. She only does it when she is hurt so bad she has to make shure she can still feel.

Summer wasn't paying attention in what she was doing when she was lost in thought, so she didn't see the draw open. She bumped into it and hissed in pain. Oh no....blood was flowing. Great, what should she do now.

Damon was here, crap. Summer ran to the sink, slipping on something on the floor, falling. She hissed again, twisted ankle...or something along those lines.

She should call for help, but she was still kind of mad at Damon for toying with her. Was she a bet? Or just a game.

[maroon]"Get a grip, girl. He didn't mean all he said to you. He is only worried about the baby."[/maroon] But yet, at the same time, she didn't fully believe it. If it was all pretend, why would he go through all this trouble? No matter the case, Summer wasn't leaving this home of hers; not without a fight.

[damon james salvatore]

Damon gave her a minute to let everything soak in, have her little fit, etc. When he heard some bumping and hisses in the kitchen he walked in and frowned. Picking her up off the floor he noted the tears and blood. Grabbing the dish towel he covered her wound putting pressure on it and whiped her tears quickly with his free thumb, "What praytell are those for hmmm?" Concerned green eyes searched her face carefully, "Are you alright? Leaving here is temporary. I've no intention of letting this business with the mist or my father carry on for eternity. I just want to be sure you're safe, you are leaving for now. Till we and that includes you figure out what the group as a whole are going to do to stay safe."

He checked her wound and frowned seeing it was still bleeding. Reapplying pressure he lifted his other wrist to his mouth biting it and held it out, "One sip, I know it's not a nice thought; but it'll stop the bleeding and you'll be perfectly safe with that little of my blood in your system. Won't hurt you or the baby, but you have to do it quick or I'll have to bite myself again and that's not exactly pleasant."

[summer renee tenney]

Summer looked up at him. With her free hand, she slapped his arm away [maroon]"Ew! No. That's gross."[/maroon] If he wanted her to drink it, he would have to force her, no way was she drinking blood. How could she possibly do that? It was sooo not normal.

Summer looked at him, his eyes were so different. She didn't know what she saw in them. But still, [maroon]"Where will I go?"[/maroon] then shaking her head, she narrowed her eyes [maroon]"No, I won't be leaving."[/maroon] The only way she was leaving is if she was forced.

*Sorry its so short. No clue what to put*

[damon james salvatore]

Damon rolled his eyes, "You do know that cut may very well need stitches and that's going to hurt worse than a mouthful of blood which will only give you a mild headache fixed by some harmless tylenol, correct? You are such a stubborn woman." he growled lightly the look he gave her completely non-threatening, "Must you insist on being kidnapped from your home? You can stay at the boarding house, there's plenty of extra rooms. I'll even give you a room with a lock on the door, or I can probably con Charlotte into letting you stay with her. Might not even be that difficult she seems to be a bit lonely."

He held her wound firmly checking it again and frowning, "Mouthful of blood's a lot quicker for the healing..." his voice drifted as he continued studying her, "So am I moving in, along with the whole gang or are you going to go peacefully? By the way, there's a trip to Vegas this coming weekend and you're invited, I'll even allow you to have your own room. I'm paying for the whole trip."

[summer renee tenney]

Summer looked at him, then to her cut. It was deep, but she couldn't manage to grasp her need around the thought. How could she possibly drink Blood? It was just too nasty to think about. But she couldn't allow herself to go untreated? So, drink from Damon...or let it bleed? Because the hospital wasn't an option. She only went there for reading, nothing else.

[maroon]"I guess you might have to use force. But, will you?"[/maroon] She knew he wouldn't harm her, so what would he do?

Summer wasn't good at fighting, she didn't like it. But she didn't want to burden others with her moving in. How long would she have to stay? Looking up at him, Summer was at a loss for words. She couldn't imagine moving in with someone, much less a man. She was happy living alone...mostly.

[damon james salvatore]

Damon let out a short breath, she was going to drive him insane today and with his father in town his patience level was running very short. Biting his wrist he gently shoved it in her mouth holding it there and resting his other hand behind her head so she couldn't pull away, "You are terribly stubborn. I hope you know that." Waiting till she had no choice but to swallow, he finally pulled his wrist away and carefully wiped her mouth. Checking her wound he uncovered it seeing it heal shut and the blodd reabsorb, "No was that so terrible?" he teased her.

Frowning he stood close to her still, "So you enjoy being difficult? Tell you what you pack what you need to make it through the end of the weekend and I'll carry your bags and toss you over my shoulder gently like a sack of potatoes and abduct you so your point is still made known." He winked at her, "Otherwise I'll take you with no spare clothes and you'll either have to wear the same dirty clothes for half a week or run around the house naked. Not that I'm opposed to seeing you naked, I'd actually prefer it. But Stefan, Elena and any other guests might object." He wiggled his eyebrows at her charmingly.

[summer renee tenney]

Summer saw him bite his wrist and she tried to pull away but he was just too strong for her. She should be fighting a brick wall for all the progress she was making. She felt his wrist against her lips, then felt the sticky liquid enter her mouth.

She tried to spit it back out but Damon was smarter and thought ahead. With his hand on the back of her head, Summer couldn't get away. No other option, Summer swallowed a bit of the blood. Moments later, Damon thankfully lowered his wrist. Summer had to resist the urge to gag. She couldn't believe she just did that, talk about gross. Was this going to effect the baby? No, Damon said it wouldn't.

[maroon]"Make me do that again, I'll kill you."[/maroon] she glared. She knew she was bluffing, for she couldn't even kill a fly. She once stepped on a spider when she was walking around in her home. She felt so bad, she scooped him up, using a tissue, placed him...or her...in a small box and buried it. So, if Summer couldn't kill an insect, she really couldn't kill Damon.

Summer looked at him again, would he really do that? She knew he meant well, but he was unbelievable sometimes. But she couldn't move in with strangers. [maroon]"They don't know me. I can't just move in."[/maroon] Summer got up anyways and went to go pack. She wouldn't go without a fight but she knew if Damon stuck to his words, she would go...like it or not, she would go. So, since she wasn't going to go willingly, she at least packed a bag or two.

But what was so dangerous that Summer couldn't even stay in her own home? Damon said they couldn't enter without Summer inviting them in. And, thanks to Damon, they couldn't get into Summer's mind either. So how was she still not safe?

Coming back down, Summer placed her bags down on the floor. She then remembered her cut. She looked at it and nearly shrieked [maroon]"What the hell?! Its gone! No scab, no scar, nothing!"[/maroon] she glanced at Damon, bout ready to pass out....or just go crazy.

[damon james salvatore]

Her glare made Damon grin more and lean in closer, "You like me too much to even think about killing me." Kissing her quickly on the cheek he ducked away went in her fridge and pulled out a coke putting the can in her hands, "Kills any lingering taste of blood." wiggling his eyebrows he leaned against the counter and popping a grape from her fridge in his mouth, "Mmmm. I know you and they will know you after dinner tonight. Elena likes pretty much everyone and Stefan already has no problem with it. If you want we'll put you in the room next to mine. Dont think of it as imposing so much as a holiday with friends. Besides I'm the bad one of those living in the house and I'm not so terrible that you didn't agree to date me and you'd be helping me out. It's cruelty to leave me in that house with the two lovebirds down the hall."

As she went to pack he followed her admiring her room for the doorway. When she looked at her cut and went pale all but shrieking he moved to her side putting an arm around her in case she fainted, "Yes it's gone. Vampire blood heals humans or I wouldn't have forced you to drink my blood. You bleeding out and dying was not an option. So you can threaten to kill me and even try all you want if you're dangerously injured I can't guarantee I wont do it again, anymore than I could guarantee I'd never kiss you again."

[summer renee tenney]

[orange]"...I'm not so terrible that you didn't agree to date me and you'd be helping me out[/orange]

Summer looked at him, so it was official? He didn't ask but he made it official then? Why wasn't she aware of this. Not like it mattered. She was willing, but scared as hell, to give it a try. Couldn't hurt right? Well, actually it could, but Summer already lived through pain. Heart break wouldn't be much difference.

Summer grimaced at the mention of him proally giving her more blood if she needed it. But she looked at him oddly again as he mentioned he couldn't guarantee not kissing her again. Summer didn't mind kissing him. She liked it. He was sweet and cared, but he was also teaser and mysterious. It was all a game to him, good or bad...she didn't know.

Not wanting him to be hunted for kidnapping, Summer grabbed her bags, all three, and nodded [maroon]"Lead the way."[/maroon] Depending on if they were walking, and how far he lived, Summer was proally gonna get a workout from her luggage. She had plenty of books in there, along with clothes and her things the doctor gave her for her pregnancy.