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- Parts 13
'"Why should I help you?"
Damon's expression darkened. "Because if you don't, I'll kill everyone you love. Starting with your pretty blonde friend, then your aunt Jo, and saving Elena for last."
Blair stepped forward, her face inches from his. The few inches the heels gave her were enough that she could look him straight in the eye. "Is that before or after the entire town discovers about you and your brother being vampires, including the Founders' Council?"
At his glare, she smirked. "See? I can play the threat game too."
"Are you aware that if I didn't need you, you'd already be dead? I'm not used to be talked to like that." He didn't really sound angry though, more like exasperated, like he didn't quite know what to make of her.
"You must not have many friends. Did no one ever tell you, you'll catch more flies with honey?"
To her surprise, Damon laughed-a genuine laugh that transformed his face. "You have fire, Blair Gilbert. I like that. Alright, how about this, you help me, and I'll stop killing people in your precious town."'
Blair Gilbert is Elena's older sister and a witch-a siphoner, really, but Damon Salvatore doesn't know that. Damon needs her help with opening the tomb and so they strike a deal. But what starts as a game of desire and convenience, could ignite into feelings neither of them expected.