Remember Me

Chapter Thirteen

Remember Me- Chapter Thirteen

Closing the door, Damon exhaled deeply while leaning against it. Today had been one of the toughest days of his life and trying to get everything in order without his brother was proving to be even more difficult. "Uncle Damon!" He heard from the other side of the door, Ben must have woken up just as he had shut it and now, the little boy was clearly calling out to him.

"Yeah, buddy?" He asked, opening the door back up and smiling at his nephew as he watched him lean himself back into the pillows behind him, the light from the hallway casting a shadow upon his face while he spoke. "My daddy is really sick, uncle Damon. He's really sick and he went to Seattle to get some medicine."

"What?" Damon questioned, giving Ben a perplexed look because all Damon had known thus far was that Stefan had gone to Seattle for business. At least, that was what his own brother had told him when he had dropped Ben off.

"My momma's mad at him because he left and that's why I'm here. Daddy told me to be a good boy while he was gone." Ben added in, suddenly burying his face under the covers as Damon exhaled deeply and tried to comfort him. "Ben, do you know why your daddy is sick?" He questioned, hearing the little boy sniffling under the covers as Damon moved them away to show his face and then saw it, the heartbroken look of sheer fear on his nephew.

"I don't know." He replied. Damon got up from the edge of the bed, telling Ben to move over as he sat next to him and pulled him closer, covering his legs up from the cold as he felt Ben resting his head against Damon's shoulder.

"What's wrong kid?" He asked him quietly, noticing that Ben was crying and that his cheeks were wet.

"I don't want my daddy to die. I'm scared he's gonna die." Ben replied, looking at his uncle with tears in his eyes as Damon wiped them away and kissed the top of his head. He wasn't really sure what was going on and he was pissed off that no one had told him the real reason for Stefan seeming to be so on top of things and all over the place at the same time. But, Damon quickly reminded himself that now wasn't the time to sort things out. "He's not going to die, Ben. I promise, your daddy is going to be just fine." Damon commented, kissing his nephew's cheek before he slid out of his bed and told Ben to get some sleep. "Wake me up if you need me, buddy." Damon reminded him before he closed the door and walked into his office where Katherine was doing some organizing over their business files.

She glanced up at her husband briefly, hearing the door close behind him. Katherine didn't flinch as Damon cleared his throat and tapped on the desk with his finger. He waited for her to look up at him and when she didn't, he spoke. "You're going to explain something right now." He said as she finally locked her eyes on to him. He looked angry as he crossed his arms and tilted his head to the side. Damon fidgeted a bit before he finally dug into her. "How the fuck did you know about Stefan being sick before I did?"

He watched his wife drop the light green colored folder on to the desk as she placed her hands flatly on to it, looking at their family photo from a few years ago. It was new years and it was when Elena was still in the picture. All of the adult's had gotten together and went to New York where they spent the night at one of Lexi's houses. The picture had been taken in Lexi's living room and everyone looked so happy back then. Stefan had his arms wrapped around Elena tightly as she kissed his cheek. "Look at me, Katherine. Look at me and fucking explain to me! What the hell is going on!" Damon demanded as she snapped out of her memories and with watery eyes, she got up from behind the desk. Damon's voice was hoarse as he shook his head. "He can't be sick again, Katherine. Please, tell me it isn't true. Because, I have a little boy in that room over there. Praying that his dad isn't sick and that he's not going to go away." She heard him say. Katherine's eyes were glazed over with tears as she said nothing. Damon felt her arms wrap around him, the feeling of her body against his caused him to lean into her deeper.