A Dangerous Desire

Parole

Damon POV:

It's been three weeks since I've gotten a letter from faux-toria. I was getting worried. Ever since the 3 stooges locked me in here I had received a letter every week from her without fail. Maybe if they started to taper off I'd think she was just forgetting me like everyone else but they stopped cold. That leads me to think she's not writing because she can't. 

I know the interfering b***h ruined my life but I found myself still caring for her. I had gotten to know her through her letters. She was brave and caring and always over thought everything she did or didn't do until she tangled herself into a million knots. I hated to admit it but she was good, if something happened to her I'm sure she didn't deserve it and I'll be kicking my brother's ass for not preventing it.

It was hard to wrap my brain around the whole alternate tv reality thing, still not sure I believe it but I believe she believes it. I'm not sure what I would do if I was dropped into a tv show, probably mess with everyone way worse than she ever did and not to anyone's benefit either.

Occasionally she would send me some of her favorite "Damon lines" even tho I hadn't actually said them, they were still pretty damn good. No wonder I'm a fan favorite. Learning about Delena was a trip. It wasn't hard to picture tho... just take Katherine and take all the fun and mystery out of her, make her a decent person. Seemed boring to me but I know tormenting Stefan with it would have made it all worth it.

I wonder if it was her (Katherine), whatever happened to faux-toria, she did say she had a feeling she'd be in town soon. Maybe she would come for me if she found out from Stefan where I was?

No, probably not. Truthfully the only chance I might have had of getting out of here was Vee, and now that chance might be dead for all I know.

I heard noises coming from above me... someone is here. 

"Congratulations 21051, you've made parole."

It was Enzo.

"What are you doing here?"

"My favorite heroine has gone missing, you want free of this place? your gonna help me find her."

I didn't have to think about it,

"Deal."

3rd Person POV:

Damon and Enzo are in Damon's Camaro

"I'm on the high way to hell, on the highway to hell, highway to h-"

"Must you sing along?" Damon complains

"Yes, I have about 50 years of music to catch up on mate."

Damon rolls his eyes "We're not mates, not when you locked me up for months and worse STOLE MY CAR!"

"I'm so sorry  you had to endure a few months in the naughty corner, a prolonged time-out and sans torture, I might add... however did you cope??"

"Still holding a grudge I see..."

"Oh you mean how you left me to burn trapped in a cage, no I'm completely over it... bygones and all."

"Great!"

Enzo gives a hard glare to Damon, letting him know nothing has been forgotten or forgiven but Damon just rolls his eyes.

"So, can't help but notice the lack of sociopath leaking from your pores... is it safe to say someone's switched got flicked back on?" Enzo inquires

"More like the dimmer got brighter, why so interested? I said I'd help find Vee and I will, don't exactly need to be John Mayer to save a damsel last time I checked."

Enzo shrugs, "Just curious what got you to turn it back on"

"Boredom, hate, s****l frustration... take your pick."

"Ah didn't like being locked up without me, were you having naughty dreams of me?"

"Don't flatter yourself, just tell me what I need to know. What the hell happened?"

"I'm not sure, got a call from Lexi asking for my help, she and Stefan weren't having much luck. It was like she just vanished, there was no big bad in town, nothing out of place... just a half-written letter to you." Enzo explains

Damo n shakes his head, "So I'm not really being sprung, this is a transfer for interrogation."

"Relax we ruled you out... but if there was one letter there most likely were others, she might have told you something unwittingly that could help us figure out what happened."

"Well far be it for me to suggest the obvious but why hasn't Bon Bon just done a locator spell."

"It seems Victoria has been keeping a few secrets herself, she couldn't use Matt's blood... apparently they aren't truly related."

Damon stayed silent, this was evidence Vee was telling the truth that she wasn't from here... or that her Mom was a giant slut who had 2 different baby daddies... the last was more probable but for some reason, he was starting to believe what Victoria had told him in her letters.

"What about using something that belongs to her... a bracelet or something?" He asks wanting to find something to disprove her crazy confession.

"Doesn't seem she has owned anything for long enough for it to be connected to her." And yet more signs, Damon thought.

"So do we have any kind of plan on how to get her back?" Damon asks

"We're still working on it."

"So no."

Victoria POV:

So being abducted sucks... in case anyone was wondering. I was weak, achy, and miserable. I so wished I had asked someone to turn me when I had the chance, being a vampire would be super handy right about now. I guess I was worried if I did make the transition I would be signing on to this reality permanently... not that it matters anymore because I'm surely going to die here.

"You should have just let things play out the way they were supposed to." My captor says,

"Sorry but negligent homicide isn't really my thing." I sass back.

"Wanna know what my thing is?"

"Is it asking redundant questions that no one cares what the answers to are?" I don't even know why I am being so bristly... boredom maybe... certainly wasn't self-preservation.

"Listen b***h, I want my sister back and to do that I need an original which means I need you to keep your big mouth shut and to stop interfering."

"She's not brainwashed or being held captive... nothing you do will bring her back home to you and your father, Luka."