So, I'm Caroline?

Chapter 8 - Why Am I Here?

Damon's Car

I wake up with my head on someone's lap, feeling disoriented and confused, last thing I remember is seeing Logan and trying to stab the bastard when he came at me.

I feel as hand soothingly touching my hair as I open my eyes slowly, black, black clothes. Ahh Damon, what a lovely man.

I hear his chuckle "you can keep your head in my lap as long as you want to Care." He says in a raspy voice while still playing with my hair.

Tiredly I say "you should keep both hands on the wheel you crazy, bastard."

"I am Not crazy." He says with a chuckle.

"Just psychotic then?" I ask him with a small chuckle.

He chuckles again "oh yeah."

I move my head off of his lap slowly, his arm lazily draped over my shoulder as I sit up. "Are we going to Georgia then?" 

"We are IN Georgia actually." He says bluntly.

I looked in the back and I see that Elena isn't here "where's Elena?" I ask him curiously.

He shrugs. "I almost took her with BUT, I decided that I'd rather it be just you and me. So I turned around and dropped her off back at home."

"Aww, you're so sweet." I coo at him, patting him on the thigh before removing my hand, that's a friendly gesture right?

"Not as sweet as you." He replies back playfully while glancing at me.

"Keep your eyes on the road you homicidal maniac" I tell him with chuckle.

"And here I thought you'd let me drive ya off a cliff." He replies sarcastically.

I snort and say jokingly  "only if you ask VERY nicely."

"You could always put your head back in my lap" Damon says huskily to me making me chuckle.

But then he adds seriously "You did get your head hit pretty hard yesterday. How did you stay up so long after a hit like that? You should've been out cold."

"You're not suppose to go to sleep after a blow to the head." I tell him flatly. "So I didn't of course."

"You knew I'd come for you, right?"He asks with a frown.

I give him a sad smile and shrug "I knew you'd probably arrive but I couldn't just sit and wait, Well I kind of did, it's not like I could kick his ass with how fucked up my head felt."

"Ah yeah, your head wound was pretty severe." Damon says with another frown. "I had to give you my blood."

"I'm surprised you did."I say with a frown.

"Why?" He asks curiously, his eyes glancing towards me curiously.

I shrug "I'm not very important in all of this." I pause then ask before he can reply "why are we in Georgia if you already know what you need?"

"Because I just want to make sure we don't miss anything important ." Damon says "I trust you, but its best to double check isn't it?"