A/N: And this my friends…is the final chapter. I'm glad I had such faithful reviewers as I worked on this story, but I'm afraid you're just going to have to find someone else to read and review their stories. Thank you all and here's what I wish would happen to me…

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Cailee smiled at Stefan and cocked her head to one side. "Why is that your concern?"

"I'm thinking about the races here," Stefan said, staring at her. "If you're still hearing the voices and you're a vampire, you're a threat to both races. You could reveal the secret of vampires to the humans and you could kill a number of humans. I need to know."

"Speaking of killing," Damon said, looking at Cailee. "Aren't you hungry?"

"Famished…" Cailee commented with a small smile. "But Damon, I have to answer your brother's question before he even lets me out the bedroom door."

"We could always go through him," Damon pointed out. "He's only one vampire…against a newborn and an older vampire, he stands no chance. We could even get you a snack off his girlfriend."

Cailee shook her head. "I don't want to hurt them. They've been good to me. Better than you thought they were anyway…I guess the sickness got a little too close to home for some people…" She looked at Stefan. "You deserve answers."

"I only want one," Stefan told her. "I don't want to waste your time."

"Do I hear the voices and see the hallucinations?" Cailee repeated the question to herself. "Well, ever since I woke up, things have been pretty quiet. And as far as hallucinations go….I've got nothing to report."

"So, you're cured?" Stefan asked.

"That's two questions," Damon commented.

"As far as I know," Cailee told him before crossing her heart. "I promise."

Stefan smiled and stepped back. "That's all I wanted to know."

"Good. Now leave," Damon ordered, waving his hand in a shooing motion. "And close the door behind you. We don't need any strays wandering in here, but if you find two decent looking people, we'll take them."

Elena shot him a withering look and walked out of the room. Stefan closed the door and could be heard following his girlfriend down the stairs. Damon and Cailee listened carefully until they heard the car pull away from the front of the house and rumble down the street.

"Now Miss Cailee, I think a celebration is in order," Damon said, looking at her with a smirk on his face. "You have a clean bill of health and you have successfully made it into vampire-hood. I believe that calls for a celebration."

"Damon, all I want to do is eat something," Cailee muttered, looking at him. "Or someone." She sighed. "I'll never get used to this hunger."

"Yes, you will," Damon promised. "You'll grow accustomed to everything vampire in no time."

She shook her head. "Damon, I'm afraid I may have lied to your brother."

Damon's smile fell. "What?"

"I'm afraid that I might not be cured for very long," Cailee whispered, looking down at her hands. "I'm afraid that the voices and hallucinations may come back."

"But they're gone right now?"

"Yes. For now…"

"Then consider that a blessing." He pulled her into his arms. "Cailee, you can't look down upon yourself and the blessing that you were given. You were granted these moments of clarity and as long as you keep these moments in mind, you know that there was a time where you were at peace. Don't think about the next five minutes, not even the next minute. Take it one moment at a time and enjoy it for what it's worth."

"Is that what you do when you're with me?" Cailee asked, looking at him. "Take it one moment at a time."

Damon nodded. "I do. Every moment I spend with you, I spend like it's my last. That way, I cherish it more. But I'm in it for the long haul now. I'll spend forever with you, Ms. Cailee."

Cailee smiled slightly. "We're both monsters now."

"Not monsters," Damon told her, touching her lips with a finger. "We're special people. Super people even. We can be anything we want to be."

"Why don't we just stay the same as we ever were?"

"I'd like that, but with more benefits."

"What do you mean?" Cailee asked as Damon climbed out of bed, leaving her alone.

"Well, Miss Cailee, I'm afraid I have to make an honest woman out of you," Damon said, walking over to a corner of the room where his jacket was. "I can't have you running off to find some other vampire after a couple of centuries. And I can't let my own eyes wander."

"Aw…you don't want to share me?" Cailee teased, tossing her legs over the side of the bed.

"No. And you don't want to share me either." He smirked as he turned around with something small in his hand. "Although, we could always bring in a third person if you're feel up for it…"

"No, I won't share you," Cailee said, appearing in front of him. "Damon, I'm hungry. Really hungry."

Damon smirked at her and slipped his hand into his pocket. "I know just what you need."

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Cailee leaned her body close to a boy, pressing herself closer to him until she could feel his heartbeat against her skin. Damon was nearby, feasting on the neck of his random victim. He let the girl go after a few moments, having fed enough. With a whispered word, she was under his power and instantly forgot what had happened to her, falling asleep on the spot.

He turned his eyes onto Cailee and smiled. She was doing fine for a newly formed vampire, not a drop of blood spilled down the boy's neck. And she stopped feeding when her stomach was almost full of the boy's sweet blood. The boy should have considered himself lucky. Not all fresh vampires had that kind of control over their hunger. Damon hadn't.

"Damon, I don't know what to do now," Cailee whispered, watching the boy sway. "Help me, please…"

Damon turned the boy to face him and stared him directly in the eyes. The boy fell a second later, sleeping off his lightheadedness. "I'll teach you how to win over the minds of the weak." A small smirk touched his lips. "Maybe Stefan will let us practice on Elena and Bonnie…"

Cailee stepped over the boy and wrapped her arms lightly around Damon's neck. "Thank you for being such a nice teacher."

"I'm only doing what any good sire would do for their fledgling. But of course, I get the benefits most sires don't get."

A blush tinged Cailee's cheeks. Damon wondered how long it would remain there before being undead took away such color in her face. He hoped that it would never fade.

"Damon, you said that you were going to make an honest woman out of me," Cailee said, tilting her head to the side slightly. "Aren't I honest enough?"

"You don't know what I was talking about, do you?"

"Old fashioned terminology is not something I am proficient at," Cailee admitted.

Damon reached into his pocket and pulled the tiny object out. "This is what I'm talking about, Miss Cailee…"

Cailee stared at the ring. It was simple ring, passed down through the generations of the Salvatore family. A few diamonds sparkled along the white-gold band, but it had a simple, elegant charm to it. He just knew that it would look even better on Cailee's hand.

"Damon…" Cailee breathed, looking up into his eyes now. "Are you – are you sure?"

"I've never been surer of anything in my life," he said. "Wait…I've always been sure that I am the sexiest man alive, but…" He shook his head and looked at her with a soft smile on his lips. "I think we could raise heaven and hell together. Just think of all the places we'll get to see. Paris, Cairo, Tokyo…wherever you want to go, we'll see it all. Dear Miss Cailee, will you become my blushing bride and my sole reason for getting off the dating scene forever and more?"

Cailee smiled up at him as he slid the ring on her finger. "Damon…I would love nothing more."

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A/N: So, here it ends. Here we part ways until such a time comes that I consider doing a sequel. You've read what I wish would happen to me in the real world, but don't worry, I'll be fine. Cailee will be fine as well.

Thank you all again for reading and reviewing this story. It meant a lot to me. Thanks. ~ Scarlet