Half A Mikaelson Discontinued ( VampireDiaries )

Chapter 3

There's a fogginess floating in Nora's lungs, an unsettling feeling that suffocated her. One of the dreaded dagger's in the same house as her and she was ready to pack her things and leave.

Standing in the same room as the dagger she clutched her red stone tightly holding it to her mouth as she nervously mutter's words eyes trained to the floor with uncertainty, pain and rage. A mix of negative emotions Nora hadn't felt since she found out her brother's and what a dangerous way to feel with her brother Elijah in the same town and worse, Niklaus on his way.

So lost in her mind Nora hadn't herd nor notice Damon bid his compelled girlfriend goodbye or the arrival of Mystic Falls history teacher not until Damon's hand rested on her shoulder making the white haired girl jump
"It's okay" Damon confused and worried for his friend pulled her into his arms protectively "what's wrong, Nora?"

"Nothing" she pulled back getting a look from Damon with his hands gripping her's before she could pull back completely.

"Nothing? I haven't seen you this worked up since....." his voice trailed brushing his thumb over the engagement and wedding rings on her finger causing Alaric's focus to fall on them "is everything, okay?" Damon's voice got soft, a level of softness Alaric had never herd from Damon before, Nora sighed pulling Damon to the sofa and looked to Alaric who awkwardly sat on the other sofa opposite the two.

"Damon.... I should have told both you and Stefan a long time ago about my history" she began nervously and nervous isn't something Nora feels often "I used to know Elijah" she slowly told still holding Damon's hands and he let her knowing the simple touch gave her comfort even as he and Alaric became unsure about her "and Klaus" the name was foreign to Nora, he had always been Niklaus never just Klaus, tightly she held his hands before he could pull away "let me finish, please" a pleading look in her eyes pulled down back into his seat completely with a short nod and deepened brow from Damon Nora continued "it was many years ago, 1116. Elijah, Klaus and I were in Italy when I found out Klaus' plans to kill me. I hadn't known at the time why but I knew how. A dagger made of silver dipped the ash of an old white oak tree..." her voice trailed as she watched Damon's features shift and turn to show a look of confusion, recognition and as betrayal began to form Nora gripped the back of Damon's neck like she had many times a long time ago "Damon I made a vow to you and Stefan to always trust, to be loyal and support you and I will. I'll help you keep Elena safe, help you kill Elijah if I must but I am begging you Damon" she cupped the other side of his neck using her thumbs to push his jaw up so that they met each other's eyes "do not let Elijah or Klaus take me away. I fear Klaus will not be forgiving and I shall be at the end of that dagger and Elijah.... Elijah will give me a punishment that will last for as long as I have lived" Nora gulped her odd eyes brightened by the seeping liquid that rolled down her cheeks dripping from her chin onto her black skirt as Damon looked back at her, his hands still rested on her lap.

Damon took in her words, saw her fear and for the first time Nora had shared with him a weakness. She showed vulnerability to him and even Damon knew that was something Nora did not to her closest friend and oldest Marcellus, not even the man she fell in love with and married in Marcellus' home. Damon showed a side to himself Alaric had never seen, he gently gripped her neck just like she had done to him and pulled her forward until their foreheads touched never breaking the eye contact, a connection they had quickly built
"I, Damon Salvatore promise to protect you Nora Clementine. To my best ability" in a way he had to warn her that his efforts again not one but two original's would and will be useless but he knew he'd die trying to protect Nora "I promised James" he adds softly in a quiet whisper that Alaric couldn't hear but he saw Damon's lips move only slightly just enough to form the words. Letting out a shaky breath the white haired girl smiled small releasing Damon from her gentle hold as he did her and began to clean her face.