Fathered By A Vampire- Part 1: The Vampire Child Series

Chapter 57- Family Lines

WARNINGS: Violence; Mentions of Child Abuse; Symptoms of C-PTSD

Damon drove back to Mystic Falls as fast as he could. Stefan glanced over at Damon, taking note of his tight jaw and tense grip on the steering wheel. They were out of town when they heard about Sam being hurt. Stefan has seen Damon upset before but it's been a long time since he's seen him like this. When he got this way, he almost looked like their father.

"You gonna keep staring at me or tell me what you think is wrong," Damon complained.

"I think you're angry, but I don't know who you're angry with. That's what worries me," Stefan admitted.

Damon grunted, glancing down as he heard his phone going off. He grabbed it from the pocket and handed it over to Stefan to answer.

"Damon," Elena said.

"Stefan, actually. What did you need, Elena," Stefan asked.

"I need to know what the hell is going on? I got a single text about Sam and nothing. Dean has been silent. Sam has been silent. No one is answering their phones. I even called the Mikaelsons and nothing," Elena said, "What is happening?!"

"Still trying to figure that out ourselves," Stefan sighed, "We're heading back to town right now though."

"If you figure it out, can you give me a call? I've been stressing out like crazy over here, and I just need to know if Sam is okay," Elena said, rubbing away a stress headache.

"I'll have Damon let you know. Try to stay out of Mystic Falls in the meantime. It's not safe," Stefan said.

"Got it. You guys be careful," Elena said.

Before Stefan could respond, Damon swerved hard on the road causing the phone to fling out of his hand. Stefan turned back before turning to Damon in surprise.

"What was that," Stefan asked.

Damon's angered expression had gone pale. He got out of the car before Stefan followed suit.

"Damon, what are you doing," Stefan asked, "We have to go."

"I saw him. I swear I saw him. He was right there," Damon said, his eyes darting around to show his hyper-awareness of his surroundings.

"Who? What are you talking about," Stefan asked.

Damon slowly turned to face Stefan.

"Our... Our father," Damon said, averting his eyes as he knew how crazy that sounded, "I saw our father."

"You're insane," Stefan scoffed with a shake of his head.

"I saw him, Stefan. He was standing right here," Damon snapped.

"He's dead, Damon. I know because I'm the one who... He's dead," Stefan said, refusing to finish his previous statement.

Damon turned back to where he saw their father before closing his eyes. Stefan is right. Their father was dead. It wouldn't make sense for him to just suddenly reappear out of the blue. Maybe he's tired. It could also be the stress.

"You're right. He's... Stefan?"

Damon did a full 360. Stefan was gone. Where did he go?

"Stefan," Damon called out, "Come on, man. This isn't funny. We have to head back. Stefan!"

No response. Now that Damon thinks about it, everything is quiet. Since he became a vampire, nothing has been this quiet.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit," Damon mumbled under his breath while racing back to his car.