CHAPTER ELEVEN | 500 YEARS OF SOLITUDE 

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EVELYN LOVED THE FEELING OF LAYING IN BED WITH DAMON SALVATORE'S ARMS WRAPPED AROUND HER BODY. When she was human, she often fantasized about being with Damon would truly feel. She teased herself, hoping that one day her dreams would become realities. And, as she admiringly gazed at the sleeping Salvatore beside her, she knew all those fantasies were worth it. He was worth it.

She remained looking at him for a moment with a smile appearing on her lips before she finally decided to sit up. To Evelyn's surprise, once she sat up she felt Damon's arms move from her as she chuckled softly. "Morning. Did I wake you?"

"Would you care if I said yes?" Damon raised an inquisitive eyebrow as Evelyn looked over her shoulder at him. "Hm. See, that look in your eyes tells me everything I need to know. What's up? You seem cheerier than usual. You're not usually a morning person."

"Oh, I know. Neither are you, come to think of it." She smirked before leaning down and placing a kiss on his lips. "I just feel like today's gonna be one hell of a good day."

"Really? And why's that?"

"I can just feel it." The vampire chuckled once more as a phone call began to come through from none other than Stefan. "Stef, you better have one hell of a good reason for ringing me at this hour."

"Actually, yes. I think you and Damon are gonna wanna hear this." Stefan's somber tone of voice caused both the vampire's to raise their eyebrows. 

"Continue," Damon spoke into the phone as Evelyn folded her arms across her chest.

"Katherine's dying. I don't think she'll survive the rest of the day."

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After the phone call about Katherine's impending death, Damon and Evelyn gathered Matt and Jeremy in the library along with Bourbon and shot glasses. It was only fitting that the death of Katherine Pierce was celebrated the only way they knew how— with alcohol.

"Rule number one." Damon shortly began while he prepared the glasses with Bourbon. "Think of the worst thing Katherine Piece has ever done to you. Rule number two, toast to the glory of her impending death. Rule number three, if you come across something that's worse, which you will, repeat rules one and two." The Salvatore quickly grabbed a shot glass and held it up, "She pretended to be locked in a tomb for 145 years while I waited for her lying ass." He took a shot and then looked over at Jeremy. "Wait, does that beat pretending to be Elena and kissing me on the front porch of your old house?"

The younger Gilbert smirked and then shrugged his shoulder, "I don't think so."

"I don't think so either," Damon nodded in agreement before downing another shot. "Quarterback, go!"

"Um—" Matt hesitantly stuttered as he thought back to his past altercations with Katherine.

"I think about that." He turned his attention and the glass back to Jeremy, "Little Gilbert."

"She fed me to Silas and I died. Then she made me crash my car into a pole and left me for dead again."

"Double doozy, drink!" Damon cheered out then, he turned his eyes over to his girlfriend. "Come on, baby. You've been waiting for this."

"Well, uh—she killed me. Though, she hoped I would stay dead. Shame." She grabbed a shot and began to drink it while her eyes drifted over to Damon. "She completed tore us apart. She's snapped my neck a dozen times."

"My sister's dead because of her." Matt finally spoke up while Damon's eye's flickered to the Donovan boy.

"Yes, she is. Because I wouldn't have even been in town to turn Vicki into a murderous vampire if I wasn't trying to get Katherine out of a tomb she wasn't in." The Salvatore vampire finally added before he smirked. "Group shot!"

"Seriously?" The voice of Elena Gilbert carried into the library as she, Bonnie, and Caroline all walked in.

"Elena, we were just, uh—" Matt failed to make an explanation while the female headed forward.

"I know what you're doing." She turned her head to her little brother. "You're cut off." She then prepared four shots on the table in front of her. "If anyone is drinking to Katherine's last days, it's gonna be me. She impersonated me, repeatedly. Made Aunt Jenna stab herself in the stomach, and, cut off Uncle John's fingers."

"He might've deserved that," Jeremy spoke up causing Matt to scoff while Evelyn furrowed her brows. "Oh, believe me, he was a dick."

"My Grams died trying to close a tomb she wasn't in." Bonnie continued once she lifted up her shot and poured the contents down her throat.

"Tyler's werewolf curse got triggered because of her." The blonde vampire looked down.

"Klaus followed her to Mystic Falls and because of that we lost Jenna."

"And Alaric." Damon nodded in agreement.

"We're gonna need more booze," Matt spoke up as he noticed an empty bottle on the table.

"I agree!" Evelyn yelled out with a smile on her face. "I never knew drinking to someone's death could be so fun."

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After all the fun and games of drinking to the demise of Katherine, the day took a turn for the worst. They first found out that Stefan had very recently slept with Katherine, thanks to Damon letting it slip to the rest of the group. Then, Nadia showed up with a way to sadly save her mother's life.

Nobody wanted to help and Damon made sure that anyone who did would end up worse than the Pierce vampire. Nadia had no choice but to act, she buried Matt alive in a desperate attempt to get help with her plan to save the life of Katherine Pierce. If they didn't cooperate, Matt would be dead. With Matt's life quite literally hanging in the balance, Stefan and Elena headed off with Nadia while the rest of the gang headed out to try and find Matt.

"I don't see any freshly dug ground." Jeremy sighed as he looked around walking with Bonnie, Caroline, and, Evelyn.

Bonnie nodded in agreement with Jeremy as the four supernatural wandered up the Salvatore Estate. "This property is massive."

"It's okay, we'll find him." Evelyn reassuringly nodded to the group, though she was not sure herself. "I mean, Matt has this knack for escaping death, much like Katherine."

"Hello!" The blonde vampire yelled out as the three glanced toward her with confused looks on their faces. "Is nobody gonna comment on the fact that Stefan slept with Katherine? I mean, that's kind of a big deal."

Evelyn scoffed quietly as she shrugged. She knew that Caroline lived for gossip, and Stefan sleeping with Katherine was probably one of the biggest bits of gossip she had managed to get her hands on in a very long time. "It's only a big deal if you make it a big deal. Quite frankly, I don't really care."

"Does it matter? We've all slept with our fair share of bad choices.

"No offense taken." Bonnie's eyes widened at Jeremy's prior statement. Given the two were a couple, she couldn't help but be offended.

"No, obviously not you." Jeremy was quick to defend himself.

"Bonnie Bennett!" Caroline squealed out as she stopped in her tracks, causing the group to turn around. "Wait, did you two— And you didn't tell me?!"

"Not everyone has to hang a sign before they have sex, Caroline," Evelyn mumbled to herself while as rubbed her forehead with her hand.

"I didn't think I was obligated. And, Evelyn's right." Bonnie shrugged hesitantly.

"Of course you were obligated!" Caroline squealed again, her eyes turned to Evelyn who seemed disinterested in the topic of conversation. "You're my best friend. Oh, my God! Does Elena know that her little brother—"

"No!"

"Don't you think that would be quick an awkward topic to cover? Hey Elena, you look great today. By the way—" Evelyn stopped herself when she saw how awkward Jeremy looked. "You know, what? Nevermind."

"Aw! Scandalous sex! Even better!" Caroline yelled out. "God, how am I the only person on the planet who's not having scandalous sex?"

"Well, this has been fun— But I think I'm gonna head that way." Evelyn pointed in a direction. "Alone."

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Matt had been located by none other than Rebekah Mikaelson, who made sure he got safely back to the Salvatore house. The rest of the group remained inside the house, awaiting the last breath of Katherine Pierce while Evelyn was sat on the front porch with her eyes fixed up to the sky.

"Hey, you," Damon whispered out from behind her, which caused her to tilt her head in his direction as he sat down beside her. "You doin' some thinking?"

"Aren't I always," She gave him a smile before she gently leaned her head against Damon's shoulder while she took a deep breath. "Is she—"

"—Yeah. Katherine's gone." He nodded back while his hand down to her waist. Damon squeezed Evelyn a little tighter as he felt her tense up.

"Wow, I never thought I'd feel so—" Evelyn stopped herself to try and think of the best word. "—Happy. I don't know if I should, I mean she did horrible things, but I feel such relief now that she's gone."

"With everything that Katherine did to you— to us, I would feel a little concerned if you weren't relieved." Damon chuckled softly as he placed a gentle kiss onto the top of Evelyn's head. "To be honest, I thought you were going to bang on about how guilty you feel for not forgiving her while she was on her death bed like Elena."

"Yeah, well, I'm not as forgiving as Elena. It's not in my nature." Evelyn's eyes fixed onto Damon's. "I hated her for what she did to me, that's no secret. But, God, I hated her, even more, when I found you what she did to you and Stefan— that you'd turned."

"Eve, we don't need to go through that." Damon lifted his hand up toward the brunette's cheek then slid it down her arm until the couple held hands. "Now, you seem to smell a little like the woods, so I think you should take a shower."

The Austin vampire chuckled softly as Damon pulled her up onto her feet and led her back inside the Salvatore House. The Salvatore guided Evelyn upstairs with his hands at her hips, pushing her into his bedroom. The moment they were behind closed doors, Damon's lips pressed against Evelyn's while her back was up against the door.

"Hm. Our arch-nemesis is dead and you and I are making out?" Evelyn purred softly as their lips parted a few inches for just a moment. "Sounds fitting."

"Guess this is our way of dancing on her grave?" Damon smirked softly. His lips had moved down to her neck while his hands ripped her shirt off within a second. "Now, Miss. Austin, get your ass in that damn shower."

Evelyn raised an eyebrow and slid her hand up against Damon's chest. "Only if you join me, Mr. Salvatore." She slid her hand behind the Salvatore's neck, and, as they kissed, they backed themselves into the bathroom.

She tugged effortlessly at Damon's pants, which he dropped within seconds the moment he saw Evelyn's shorts had already been thrown across the room. The Salvatore grabbed hold of Evelyn's body and tossed her into the shower while the water rained down against her skin. Damon's lips hadn't left Evelyn's the entire time and his hands didn't cease to roam her body while she moaned in utter pleasure.

"Damon, stop teas—" A moan escaped Evelyn's lips while his hands moved down between her legs.

"Teasing is all part of the fun, baby. You know that." Damon whispered into her ear as he turned her around and pressed her body against the wall of the shower.

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