Enzo and Damon

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I stood in an alleyway about to send my letter to Lexi asking for help with Stefan. Since the last time I saw Klaus and Rebekah back in the '20s, I had been trying to get Stefan back on track to get his humanity back. I knew Lexi could help as soon as Lexi got Stefan I was going to see Elle and raise her. I will never leave my daughter again. She was 13 now and all I wanted was to see her. As soon as the note left my hands and went into the box a needle went into the side of my neck which brought me to the ground. Then three more were injected into me. Vervain coursed through my veins. A man stood over me and everything went black.

I woke up shaking not from the chilly air but from what had just happened. Lifting my body from the ground I look around. Complete darkness surrounded me but slowly my eyes adjusted and I could see I was in a cage. Two other figures on each side of me lean on the cages.

"Hello?" I call out and they both turn instantly. It takes a minute for my eyes to adjust but when it does I gasp in shock.

"Damon?" I whisper. A wide grin grows on his face. I struggle to stand up and flash over to him hugging him through the bars.

"Blondie, it's good to see you again. Just wish it was in better circumstances." He smirks reminding me of Nik.

"What is this?" I ask but instead of Damons voice, another one calls out.

"We darling are part of some "science project". Every day this weirdo comes and does tests on us. It's living hell. He tortures us every day." My face falls. Why does this have to be happening to me and why did he have to be British.

"Great another British guy." He looks at me confused.

"Oh never mind that. Don't worry I'll get us out of here." I say smirking looking around the cage.

"We already have a plan." He whispers. I look at him interested.

"And..." I say waiting for him to tell me it.

"For almost a couple months now I've been giving Damon my cup of blood. It will strengthen him. When doctor psycho comes to get Damon and me to show off to his Augustine friends he'll attack. He switches between us once in a while but now that your here... who knows." I look for something reassuring in this mystery man's eyes but I don't see any hope.

"If I may ask what's your name?" He smiles.

"Flirting already love." My heart drops.

"No, and don't ever call me love again." He nods confused.

"The names Lorenzo but the people I like can call me Enzo."

"So what do I call you?"

"Enzo." I smile at him and he smiles back with dimples. Oh god dimples just like you know who.

 Oh god dimples just like you know who

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