Human again - I need a drink (OTA)

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Damon still had no idea what was going on. Last he'd known, he'd been in Florence, trying to figure out how to get Katherine away from Stefan's courtship and into his bed. Or on his arm. Maybe his father was right about some things--at least so far as making sure Guiseppe never cut off his allowance--and he should consider settling down. Wherein

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Ric walked into the pub because his usual haunts were places where he was persona non-grata. Even though it was self imposed because he was half avoiding talking to Damon about Halloween, and being anywhere near the vampire club where he'd had a bender.

But Elijah (and Klaus) being some 500 years younger than usual was screwing with his head and he needed a drink.

He glanced around and swore when he saw his friend but walked over anyway and sat down next to him gesturing to the bartender for two of whatever Damon was drinking.

"Fancy running into you here."

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Damon looked up when the man just sat down at his table without asking, frowning slightly. When he spoke that way, though, as if he knew him, he found something disturbing finally running through him.

Too many people. Too many holes he couldn't fill.

What if Katherine was telling the truth?

It was too bizarre to believe though, so he asked the question he seemed to be asking a lot tonight.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

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He frowned and then looked at his friend, really looked. Then he swore.

"Shit not you too." He was torn between being bothered by the fact that Damon didn't know him, again and that relieved that at least they wouldn't have to talk about Halloween.

"Alaric, we're friends. Or.. we will be."

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Damon flinched just slightly at the swearing, though mostly in confusion at the sudden outburst.

He frowned. "Explain yourself."

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"I thought I just did," the waitress brought him his drink and another for Damon and he took a sip. "Hasn't anyone mentioned that yesterday you were... older?"

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"Clearly not well," Damon said, though he frowned. "No. I mean, Katherine was going on and on about some crazy story--I have no idea what game she is playing, but I am not amused. I truly did not realize she was so unbalanced."

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"You talked to Katherine?" Where the hell had he seen Katherine, Damon tended to avoid her like the plague.

"She's not the sanest person I know but... she was probably telling the truth."

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"I find that hard to believe," Damon said, making a face. "I have never had reason to doubt her sanity before, but she wouldn't even admit her name. She kept insisting she was someone else--as if I wouldn't know her--and Stefan was there, as well, and her explanation for that was even more ludicrous."

He really was sort of worried for her.

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"Oh," he couldn't help it, he laughed. He got it immediately. "That wasn't Katherine, that was Elena."

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Irritation flashed in Damon's eyes. "I do not know any Elena. And I think I am capable of recognizing the girl I am courting when I....wake up in bed with her."

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"That's not called courting where I grew up, and she told you the truth. She's a doppelganger, a distant ancestor of Katherine's." But he knew if Damon wanted to be difficult he would be.

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Admitting Ric might be right, or that the girl in bed was not Katherine, but someone he didn't know at all was too big of a leap--a terrifying one, really. It meant his world was ripped inside out even more than it seemed, and at twenty-three, most of Damon's confidence was bravado.

In a strange village where he knew no one but his brother and the girl he really needed to be Katherine, where he didn't understand how anything worked, and the clothes fit strangely, and everyone kept insisting he was something he wasn't...he had to cling to something.

That Katherine was playing some sort of a game was what he'd chosen, because it made at least some logical sense in his mind. "You're in on it with her. Well, you can tell her I am not amused. Very little is worth all of this."

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"I wouldn't be in on anything with Katherine, I value my life too much." He refrained from rolling his eyes and sipped his drink.

"Man up brother, shit has hit the fan and life is a mess. Welcome to an average Thursday in my life."

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"...I have no idea what you just said," Damon said, staring at him blankly. "And if you are not in on this game with Katherine, then stop calling her 'Elena.'"

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"She is Elena, if you woke up in bed with her. I told you, she's a descendant of Katherine's, looks just like her. Recently got turned into a vampire. I'd say trust me but if you don't know me you don't have a reason to. But you will someday." At least he thought Damon trusted him.

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"I certainly am not going to begin trusting you if you keep making those ridiculous allegations," Damon said, a vague pout forming on his lips.