A/N: Hi, this is the last chapter of "The Oracle" (!) I'm sorry it's a bit short, but I hope you like it and please review! :D

There's a little message and a question for you guys at the end, which is about this story's possible "future".

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xoxo Ascha

Chapter 30:

Sam's POV:

"Sam, would you please just come out and listen to me?" Damon asked impatiently.

"No! I pissed Klaus off and now… now I've put everybody in much greater danger!" I hissed, blocking my bedroom door with a drawer.

My four uncles were still downstairs, talking with Elijah and the others about what we were supposed to do. I knew exactly what I had to do. I had to protect everyone in one or the other way, but what that way was I didn't know yet. But I feared that Death might be the only way and I defiantly didn't want to die now that I was back with Damon.

"So you're just going to leave? Is that it?" he asked and sounded so sad all of the sudden.

I sat down on my bed and looked at my day-ring, thinking back on the night Damon gave it to me and reminded me of how much he loved me. I now knew what I had to do, but Damon wasn't going to be happy to hear this. He wouldn't even let me do this, because then he would stop loving me. But this was exactly why I was in this danger. He loved me and as long as he did I would still have my powers.

I had to break Damon Salvatore's heart.

"Sam, please… I know you're feeling guilty and scared. Trust me, I know. But we can fight Klaus… together. It doesn't have to be like this," he said.

I closed my eyes and felt tears drip down on my hands in my lap, trying my hardest to convince myself that, there must be another way to save those I loved and cared about. I shook the thoughts away, dried the tears away too, and let Damon inside. He hugged me as soon as I opened the door and held me so close that I could feel his heart, pounding fast because he was scared. I tried to keep my tears inside, but it was so hard. Though, I managed to hide my pain with a smile and looked at him with eyes free of tears.

"I love you, Damon. I really do. And… I'm sorry for making you scared over and over again. Can you please forgive me?" I asked.

"Always," Damon said and pushed a stray of my hair behind my ear, smiling brightly and his heart pounding slower for every second that went. "I'll let you rest now. But tomorrow I'll help you controlling your speed so you don't run into a tree again."

I blushed, but smiled when he laughed of memory of me running accidentally into a tree when I had to catch a rabbit. I gave him a long, intense, and passionate goodbye-kiss and held him close to my body for a moment, enjoying his scent, his warmth, and his love to me. I was never going to forget how good he could make me feel just by looking at me with those wonderful blue eyes and that silly, but charming smirk, and hopefully Damon was never going to forget me either.

"So you're really going to do this? For real?" he asked, while I was packing my bag a few hours after Damon had left.

I sat down on my bed again and looked at a picture of Damon and I, kissing and smiling. I felt bad about doing this, but at the same time I just knew I had to do it. Though, I never actually believed that the lie would actually become promise instead. I promise to him.

"Yes, I'm sure," I said and sighed, loud enough for him to hear it. He sighed too. "There's a couple of things I need to do first before we do it, but you'll wait were we arranged, right?"

"Yeah, of course. Sam, I know this must be really hard for you, but… you're doing the right thing. It's you or them."

I sighed again and just hang up. That this was going to be really hard for me was an understatement. This would be very difficult and I would hate myself for doing it, but he was right about one thing. It was me or them and I would much rather save them than me. But before I left and went to see Damon I left a letter on Alaric's drawer, apologizing for being the main reason why his sister was killed. And then… then I went to see Damon for the last time.

Damon's POV:

"Do you really think she'll do something stupid?" Stefan asked, taking another sip of his coffee.

None of us could sleep after a wild couple of days and especially now that Sam's uncles on her father's side of the family had arrived with bad news. But I really hoped that everything would turn out good for Sam now. She deserved to be happy and so did I.

"If she does, then I don't think I'll be able to forgive her," I said and took another sip of my glass of scotch, trying to forget how upset Sam was until she let me in. "I think I'll go to sleep now."

I drank the last of my scotch, got up, and was about to go upstairs when I heard someone ring the doorbell. I wondered who it could be and hurried over to the door, just to see that it was just Sam. She was smiling and it didn't take a genius to figure out why she was here. She missed me and wanted to spend the night here in my embrace.

"It's just a wild guess, but… are you here because of me?" I asked teasingly and smirked.

Sam blushed, but nodded and gave me jumped up in my arms, with her legs locked around my waist and her lips pressing against mine. I smiled, took a few steps back and locked the door, then running quickly upstairs with her and dropped her down on my bed, continuing the passionate kiss we shared a few hours ago.

There was defiantly something different about Sam and her behavior, but a part of me didn't care and didn't want to worry about silly things like that anymore. Therefore I didn't ask or ruined this wonderful moment. I just undressed Sam, kissed her all over her body and face, and enjoyed the beautiful smile on her lips. As long as she was happy I was happy too and vice versa.

Sam's POV:

"I know you didn't just come here to have a little fun with me… Am I right?" Damon asked worriedly, gently stroking my cheek.

"You're right," I admitted and got out of bed, unnoticeably taking out a syringe with vervain from my bag. I looked over my shoulder at Damon, who was lying in his bed and looking at me. "Damon, please… please remember this. I'll never stop loving you no matter what happens. And… I know that someday we'll be able to feel like we did in the Ferris Wheel."

"And what is that supposed to mean? Are you–"

Damon voice was cut off when I quickly turned around and stuck the needle into his neck, making him fall asleep immediately. I didn't cry for once, because I tried to block my feelings away like Isobel was able to do. Damon had also told me that when you were a new and "young" vampire then you might be able to block your feelings, while an older and more experienced vampire couldn't. He was one of those who couldn't no matter how hard he tried to.

I packed my things, took my clothes on, and left a letter to Damon too, but kept the necklace and ring on. I still loved him after all and really hoped that one day we would be able to feel like we did in the Ferris Wheel.

Truly happy.

But before I left I leaned down to Damon's ear and whispered: "I'm so sorry for doing this, but I can't live with the thought of you or anyone else getting hurt because of me. Especially when I love you too much to be selfish. But one day… one day I'll come back. I promise you that."

I gave him a gentle kiss on his forehead, stroking his cheek just as gentle, and then finally left without looking back.

Though, on my way towards the front door, Stefan noticed me leaving and hurried outside to stop me and find out why I was already leaving.

"Where are you going?" he asked and then saw the bag on my shoulder.

"Away," I said and Stefan realized what I meant by that. "I need to do this Stefan. This is my problemand my destiny. No one else needs to die because of me."

"Sam, you can't do this! I won't let you–"

"Don't make me hurt you, Stefan…" I interrupted and left before he could stop me.

I found Jonah's car outside on the road as we arranged and got in without saying anything. I just looked at the old Salvatore Boarding House, reminding myself of why I was doing this. Jonah looked at me for a moment, but didn't say a word. He just turned on the engine and drove away.

Hi again, I know some of you are probably sad about the ending and I would really hate to break Damon's heart too if I was Sam, but I've been thinking about making either a last and final ending or a sequel. What do you prefer of those two options? :)