Thanks so much guys, love all the reviews and PM's I've had from you all.
I actually wrote a version of this chapter that had Elena come with them because I actually liked this episode as a Delena one but in the long run of the story (i.e the drama to come in later chapters) it needed to be a Damon/Faith only moment.
Chapter 10: Letting loose
I wanna watch you undress. I wanna watch you glow
Let your hair down all around, cover us both.
You come in a wave, we crash and we roll.
You surround me, pull me, drown me, swallow me whole.
Faith woke with a sharp gasp before whimpering as pain shot through her chest. With a wince she looked over and saw Elena passed out in the passenger seat, blood smeared across her forehead and her breathing shallow and jerky. Shuffling noises brought her attention away from her cousin and to the man she'd hit on the road who was slowly getting back up, the cracking of bones echoing in the silence. She started to struggle with her seatbelt when she realised he was approaching the car.
She shot a frantic look at her cousin realising both of them were stuck, "Elena!"
Elena's eyes fluttered open for a moment before she became still again. A scream lodged itself in her throat when she spotted dark boots inches from her before they disappeared from her sight and Damon's face took their place.
She whimpered quietly in relief, "Damon."
"How you two doing in there? You look stuck." He remarked as he took in their positions before standing up to wrench the frame of the car up.
"You need to get Elena s-she's passed out." She stuttered as she felt a panic attack coming on, "Is she breathing?"
Damon came back into view, "Shh, shh. I'm gonna get you out and then I'm gonna come back for Elena."
Faith shook her head as best she could, "No, Elena first."
Damon considered it a moment as he stared back at her resolved face before reluctantly nodding, "Alright but I need you to stay still, okay?"
She vaguely heard Elena murmur something to Damon as he pulled her gently from the car but she couldn't hear it over her heart pounding frantically in her ears. She was worried that the man, who she was assuming was a vampire, would come back. Damon returned after a few minutes and crouched down beside her head.
"Okay, I need you to put your hands on the roof." He waited until she did it before gripping the seatbelt that held her in place and asked her, "Ready?"
She nodded shakily, "Yeah."
She yelped as she tumbled out of her seat but Damon caught her safely before she could do anymore damage and lifted her out and into his arms. She groaned and dropped her head onto his shoulder as the adrenaline faded from her and she became aware of how much pain she was in.
"You okay? Can you stand?"
She tried to gurgle out some type of response but couldn't manage to form actual words. Damon frowned in concern and tried to set her on her feet, catching her before she crumpled to the ground. He slid a hand under her shirt at the small of her back while the other cupped her neck, his thumb rubbing against her cheekbone to try and get her attention.
Her eyes slowly opened and she stared at him with a frown marring her face before asking, "Were you using me?"
Before he could ask what she meant she fainted. He took a quick look around before hefting her back into his arms and started walking towards his car. He placed her beside Elena in the backseat before looking between the two of them.
"What am I gonna do with the both of you?"
Faith let out a sleepy moan and snuggled further into the coolness beneath her cheek before realising that her pillow was moving. Startled she shot up into a sitting and instantly regretted it as pain shot through her causing her to grip her neck as she jerked it.
She pressed her free hand against Damon's thigh where it had been resting to shove herself away from him and against the car door, "What the hell?" She paused and looked in the back seat before looking at Damon with wide eyes, "Where's Elena?"
"On the side of the road." He caught the look on her face and rolled his eyes, "Relax, I called my self-suffering brother before we took off."
She gave him an unimpressed look before looking out the window for a tell-tale sign of where they were, "And where did we take off to?"
He smirked at her and nodded, "Seriously." His face then went sombre, "You're lucky you know? What with you having vampire blood in your system and all."
"Am I dead?" She griped his arm when he didn't answer her, panic and hysteria rising in her voice, "Damon, am I turning into a vampire?"
He remained silent for a few more seconds before bursting into laughter, "Relax, you're fine and perfectly human."
She pulled her hand back and crossed her arms tightly across her chest as she demanded, "Pull the car over."
He groaned in annoyance, "It was just a joke."
"Seriously, pull the car over, Damon!"
"You were so much more fun when you were unconscious."
Faith opened the car door as soon as the car rolled to a stop. She went to stomp away when her vision blurred and she swayed on her feet. She would have fallen if Damon hadn't wrapped an arm around her waist and tugged her back into his chest. She allowed herself to lean on him for a minute before trying to struggle out his arms. He held tight and pressed his cheek against her neck until she settled.
"It was a joke."
Her mouth settled into a thin line as she glared ahead of her, "Not a very funny one."
"Depends on who you ask." He grunted as her foot slammed down onto his and then relented, "Okay, I'm sorry."
She hid a smile when he all but spat the words out as if they'd left a bitter taste in his mouth, "How sorry?"
He spun her around but kept an arm around her waist as he stared down at her, "Don't push it."
"Am I gonna be safe with you?"
"There's nowhere safer." He assured her as he twirled a piece of her hair around his finger.
She raised a brow, "And you promise not to compel me?"
"Can I trust you?"
He stared at her for a moment before letting her go and nudged her towards the open car door, "Get in the car."
With a put upon sigh she decided that she should just take what she could get with him and got into the car pointedly ignoring his smug grin as she did so. They continued the last half an hour of the journey in silence before they pulled up in front of a Bar that looked similar to the Mystic Grill. She huffed out an impatient breath when she spotted Damon already making his way up to the entrance and quickly got out the car to catch up with him.
"You're aware that I'm not legal right? They're not gonna let me in."
He shrugged carelessly and gripped her hand to pull her along behind him, "Sure they will."
Moments after entering the bar the tall woman behind the bar did a double take at them before grinning widely.
"No, no it can't be. Damon? My honey pie."
She then hopped over the bar and all but plastered herself to Damon's front. If she wasn't so grossed out by the two of them making out Faith would have found their height difference more than a little comical.
Damon parted from the mystery woman with a wet smack before grinning at the petite girl at his side, "Don't be jealous."
"Hardly." Faith replied with a disturbed grimace on her face before turning to the woman with a serious expression, "You should really disinfect your mouth."
The other woman grinned and looked knowingly at Damon, "Feisty. Bet she keeps you on your toes."
Without waiting for his reply she led them over to the bar where she slid a shot to each of them before calling for everybody's attentions in the bar.
"Listen up everybody; here's to the man that broke my heart, crushed my soul, destroyed my life and ruined any and all chances of happiness." She raised her glass in mock cheers, "Drink up."
Faith grinned at Damon's sour expression as she stated, "You are such a catch." She slapped his hand when he tried to take her shot off her in retaliation and quickly drank it, "Hands off."
Faith startled when the woman now known as Bree asked, "So how did he rope you in?"
Faith shook her head in response, "I am in no way roped in."
"Oh honey if you're not roped, you're whipped."
"What is this bondage 101?" She ignored Damon's snicker and asked, "How did you two meet?"
Damon shrugged, "College."
"You went to college?"
"I've been on a college campus, yes." Damon stated trying not to feel put out when she remained sceptical.
"About 20 years ago when I was a sweet young freshman I met this beautiful man and I fell in love. Then he told me about his little secret; made me love him even more. See I had a little secret of my own that I was dying to tell somebody."
"She's a witch." Damon mocked whispered.
Bree's expression softened somewhat when she gazed back at him, "Changed my world you know."
"I rocked your world."
She grinned, "He is good in the sack ain't he?"
"I wouldn't know."
Bree looked surprised for a second before nudging Damon, "You should fix that."
Damon smirked and let his hand rest on Faith's knee, "That's what I keep saying."
"But then again he's mostly just a walkaway Joe." Bree said deadpan, "So, what is it that you want?"
"So does this mean Elena's related to Katherine? Wait, vampires can't have kids right? Cause that would be so wrong."
Damon shook his head in agreement, "Vampires can't procreate but we sure love to try." She shot him an unimpressed look so he elaborated, "No, if Elena was somehow related to Katherine that would mean she had a baby before she was turned."
Faith grimaced, "So what you and Stefan thought you could just use Elena to replace her?"
Damon squinted in confusion, "Me? Stefan's the one dating her." He paused to leer at her, "My interests lie elsewhere."
Faith let loose a bitter chuckle, "Yeah, I'm sure. You just happen to be sniffing around the cousin of a girl that looks exactly like your long lost love. I'm not an idiot, Damon."
"I've never lied to you." He pointed out seriously before glancing at her plate, "Can I have your pickles?"
She slapped his hand but he still managed to steal one of her pickles, "How can you even eat? You're dead."
"As long as I keep a healthy diet of blood in my system; my body functions pretty normally."
Faith smiled before looking at him for a few moments, "This nice act, our friendship, was any of it real?"
He leaned down into her personal space as he replied, "Like I said I've never lied to you."
Faith jerked back when two beers were set down in front of them, her nose wrinkled in disgust as she peered at the beer before looking up at Bree, "Don't you have any vodka or something?"
"Aren't you too little to handle spirits?"
Faith gaped at Damon, "Excuse you; I could drink you under the table. In fact I could drink any of these fine people under the table, I'm the reigning shots queen back home you know."
Damon snorted, "Hardly competition there, Princess."
She slapped a hand down on the counter attracting the attention of Bree and a couple seated next to them at the bar, "Round of shots, Bree. I am on a mission to prove a point here."
Twenty minutes later Bree set down the sixth round of tequila shots to the customers around the bar including another for herself with a fond smile at the petite brunette who eagerly snatched up her shot.
"Ready?" She waited until they were all watching her expectedly, "Go!"
Faith shot hers back without a wince and slapped the glass back on the bar with a triumphant grin before turning to Damon with a mock pout on her face.
"Do you need a bib?"
He wiped the excess liquid from his chin with his knuckles as he turned to her, "Sorry I can't unhinge my jaw like a snake to consume alcohol."
She giggled, "Whatever." She turned to their new found friends and asked, "Alright who's next?"
The blonde woman that was with them looked at her in disbelief as she choked back the bile rising in the back of her throat, "Honey, you should be on the floor."
Faith grinned at her before picking up the shot that Bree had just slide over to her and looked at Damon who sighed and lifted up his own and took it with a wince, rolling his eyes when he noticed Faith had already set her own empty shot glass on the bar. Faith grimaced when someone bumped into her from behind and spilled warm sticky beer down her arm. She pressed her hand against Damon's shoulder and shoved herself off her stool and informed Damon she was going to wash it off.
Now standing upright in the bathroom Faith could feel the alcohol hitting her hard, her lips were tingling and her eyes were slightly glassy but she knew she would sober up if she didn't drink anymore. She was tipsy on the edge of becoming drunk and knew she had to slow down. She wet a couple of paper towels and dabbed them against her arm until it wasn't sticky any more.
She jumped at the voice before relaxing when she realised it was Damon; she tsked at him in disapproval as she turned to face him, "You know this is the little girl's room?"
He shrugged unconcerned and took a step closer to her, shoving her hair over her shoulder so it wasn't sticking to the still wet part of her arm, "I locked the door."
Faith was a little flustered at the intensity of his gaze as he trailed his fingertips down her arm until he linked them with her own. Before she was even aware of her own actions she was leaning on her tip toes with her lips pressed against his. She'd barely even touched him before he was responding, his free hand delving into her hair, while the other detangled their hands and gripped her hip instead to pull her tighter into his body. Faith couldn't even really blame the alcohol on her actions knowing that she'd been wondering for a while what kissing Damon would feel like, she could only say that it had given her the confidence boost to go for it. She pushed her hands under his leather jacket at the shoulders and shoved it off. Their mouths detached with a sharp gasp as Damon slide his hands around her hips to grip her under her butt and lift her onto the counter. Faith tugged at the hair at the back of his neck to bring his mouth back to hers, her teeth sinking into the soft plump flesh of his bottom lip before sucking into her mouth causing him to pull her hips sharply against his own while he began to push up her shirt. The piercing sound of a cell phone cut through the haze of lust and Faith pulled away to tug it from her pocket to see who was calling. Damon ignored the interruption and kissed along her jawline and down her neck.
Faith was caught between a moan at the sensation and a grimace when she realised it was Jenna calling her, "Its Jenna."
Damon nipped at the delicate skin of her throat with blunt teeth as he murmured, "Who cares?"
She pushed him away feebly words failing her for a moment when she took in his reddened lips and mused hair before she tried to slide herself down his body so she was firmly back on the floor, he didn't move an inch and so she was all too aware of what their make out session had done to him.
She resisted the urge to dive back into another kiss and blinked as she realised her fingers had tucked themselves into the waistband of his jeans, "I'll be two minutes."
Damon pulled her into a short but firm kiss before he let her go, "Don't make me come looking for you."
Faith winced as Jenna's voice shouted shrilly through the phone, "Faith, where the hell are you? Elena was in a car accident and when I came to tell you, you were nowhere to be found and now Elena's telling me you're out of town helping out a friend?!"
"Jenna, I am so sorry. It was totally last minute and I didn't even think I would be gone that long." She explained as she pushed her way through bar and out the door.
She tripped over as soon as stepped outside and her phone clattered to the ground as she caught herself from face planting against the railing. She pressed a hand against her thudding heart and lifted her phone back up and nervously waited for Jenna's reply. The next thing she knew a hand was clamped over her mouth and she was dragged backwards away from the door.
Faith shuffled along the metal beam that she'd been shoved on to and peered around in the dark to see if there was an easy way for her to get down without making it totally obvious to the vampire who'd kidnapped her. Her eyes grew wide when she spotted Damon making his way over to her.
He looked up at her in confusion before dropping to the ground and groaning in pain as he was struck repeatedly in the legs with a metal pole, "What the hell?"
Faith yelped as she lost her footing in her haste to get to him before righting herself and making her way over to the enraged vampire who by this point was pouring petrol over Damon.
Damon struggled to sit up as he asked, "Who are you?"
The other vampire shook his head in disbelief, "That's perfect, you have no idea."
Faith frowned in confusion, "What are you talking about? What did he do to you?"
He turned to her, misery clearly written across his features, "He killed my girlfriend." He then turned back to Damon and poured the remaining petrol over him as he asked, "What did she do to you?"
Damon had no idea who he was talking about but ventured a guess, "Nothing."
"I don't understand."
"My girlfriend went to visit Stefan and Damon killed her."
Faith's mouth dropped open in surprise, "Lexi? Lexi was your girlfriend? She said you were human."
"I was but if you wanna be with someone forever you have to live forever."
Her eyes locked with Damon who shook his head at her but Faith wasn't about to walk away and let him get set on fire, "She loved you! So much and she was good, which means you're good too. She wouldn't have wanted you to do this; she wouldn't have wanted you to become him."
Faith grew desperate when he pulled Damon to his feet, "Please!" She relaxed when he threw him hard against the wall instead.
"It wasn't for you." He shook his head, "He'll destroy you."
"So why did you bring me and not Elena with you?"
He graced her with a lopsided smile as his eyes flickered between her and the road, "You should give yourself more credit, Faith. You can be very fun."
She snorted at the emphasis, "Seriously? I figured having Elena here would be like a dream come true for you. Don't lie and say you're not interested in her in the slightest."
"Maybe she isn't the only Gilbert woman I'm interested in."
She ignored that comment and stated, "I saved your life you know?"
He seemed surprised she said it, "I know."
"I intend to collect on that at some point."
He glanced at her and smiled when he noticed she'd leaned her head back and closed her eyes, his gaze softened as he stared at her before he turned his attention back to the road, "I look forward to it."
You pull me in close. You buckle my knees.
I shake and I shiver just to feel you breathe.
You trace my lines, you trace your lines, stirring my soul.
Shoot sparks at the heart of the world and I watch it explode.