Secret Succubus- a Damon OC Story

High Maintenance

A/N: Everything that happened at Whitmore would have taken place late at night, the following takes place the next morning/afternoon.

3rd Person POV:

The last thing Nyssa remembers was Stefan falling down the stairs... opening her eyes now she sees a topless woman dancing on a pole. She sits up straighter and realizes she's sitting in a deep leather booth. She looks around and Damon is sitting not far from her slipping money into a different topless woman's panties.

"What's going on, where are we?" Nyssa asks.

Damon takes his eyes off the woman dancing in front of him, "ah you're finally up, WE are in a strip club."

"Why are we in a strip club?" Nyssa asks confused.

"You collapsed after turning Stefan human, I tried to give you my blood but it didn't work. Figured taking you someplace you'd be surrounded by sexual energy might have a better chance of helping you heal," Damon explains.

"That was clever of you," she comments.

"What can I say, I'm a rare case of looks and brains, hungry? Looks like the breakfast buffet is finally open" Damon replies.

Nyssa goes to refuse but the buffet actually looks really decent.

After getting herself a plate she rejoins Damon and his lap dancer.

"Where's everyone else?" Nyssa asks having not seen Elena, Stefan, or Bonnie in the club with them.

"They are still at the hospital. Stefan is getting a cast for his leg," Damon explains.

Everything comes back to Nyssa now and she remembers it all.

"So that really happened? Stefan's human now?" Nyssa asks keeping her voice low so she's not overheard.

"Relax, everyone in here is compelled. And yes you not only brought my brother back to life, you made him a real boy again."

"Is he okay?" Nyssa asks.

"Are you kidding?" Damon asks "Stefan is practically giddy, he made a terrible vampire, either boring dull stick in the mud or crazed psycho killer. He wouldn't even let me give him blood to heal his stupid leg."

"So what Enzo showed us, that's something Stefan is what... known for around the vampire community?" Nyssa asks.

"Relax, he's no threat to Elena especially now," Damon tells Nyssa.

"But he was capable of that, that's somewhere in him," she argues.

"He was a ripper, he couldn't manage his blood lust, it drove him crazy. Now he doesn't need blood so it will never again be an issue."

Just then Damon gets a text, "finally. Looks like it's time to go. How are you feeling? Need a lap dance for the road?"

"No, I'm all set."

"Party pooper," Damon calls her and Nyssa rolls her eyes.

On the drive back to Mystic Falls there was still a lot to discuss.

"What are we going to do about Katherine?" Elena asks from the back seat. She and Bonnie are in the back with Stefan sitting between them, his broken leg resting on the middle console in the front.

Bonnie looks over Stefan to her, "what do you mean?"

"I mean ever since she arrived she's been trying to sniff around Stefan it's not going to be long before she realizes he's not a vampire anymore," Elena explains.