A/N: This came out of no where and was written in about an hour. Future Fic, which is something I've always wanted to do. Total Caroline/Damon

Catching Up

A loud bang comes from the kitchen and Caroline bolts awake. She slips out of bed and out her bedroom door. She sees a figure, hunched over behind her open refrigerator door.

She pounces; teeth ready to sink into whoever's neck was in her apartment.

"Cool it Blondie! It's just me!"

The figure with the familiar voice pushes her off of his back. Caroline scrambles to her feet and turns on the light switch, "Damon!"

He smiles, "I was just getting a beer and I may have broken something that was on you're counter."

Caroline looks down at the floor to see her favorite red mug, shattered into tiny pieces. She crosses her arms and holds a steady glare with the blue-eyed Salvatore.

"What? No hug?"

"How did you find me?"

"Easy. I called my little brother and he told me. It's been two years and I was bored."

Caroline stood there, still glaring.

"Okay how about I clean up the mug and then you give me a hug?"

Caroline sighs, rolling her eyes and ran towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck. It wasn't a one second hug it was one of those really good twenty-second hugs. She gave one last squeeze before releasing.

"Now. You can clean up the mug while I get the liquor."

Xoxo

In her ten years as a vampire Caroline had learned many things. One thing she learned that underneath everything, Damon will always be an asshole but he was her friend.

Damon reaches into his leather jacket pocket and pulls out a white envelope. "Fresh off the press."

Caroline takes a gulp of her red wine and places on the coffee table. She slowly opens the envelope.

She laughs, "Well it's about time."

It was an invitation too Stefan and Elena's wedding.

"My little brother finally took the hint after all the recent near death experiences that it was time for a wedding."

Caroline smiles, "Are you the best man?"

"I wouldn't count on it, but I plan to make a drunken, embarrassing toast at the reception." Damon pauses, "Of course Elena has her own letter for you." Damon pulled another one out of his pocket.

"I'll read it later on." She places it next to the invitation, "So, Damon how are you?"

"I am doing quite well my dear, how are you?"

"Good. Life's been pretty boring since I moved away from everyone."

"Well as expected, I mean usually Stefan and I cause most of the drama."

Caroline rolled her eyes,

"I did how ever visit Matt and Tyler yesterday." Her eyes darted to the floor "And Katherine."

Caroline would always be eternally grateful for the outcome of the battle against Klaus. She would always be grateful that all three had sacrificed themselves willingly so other lives would be spared.

Damon's face grew solemn.

One of the reasons Damon became a really good friend of her's was because of the sacrifice Katherine had made. Though she mentioned on several occasions she loved Stefan and never loved Damon she let Klaus kill her to save Damon's life, admitting that she loved him too.

"Playing a strict game of poker in the graveyard I assume?"

"I wish." She sighed, "I said a few kind words to each, even Katherine."

Damon took a sip of wine, "May I remind you she turned you."

"Yeah but if it wasn't for her, you wouldn't be here."

"That would not have been to big of a loss, Barbie."

Caroline suddenly grew angry. Wanting to scream and hit Damon she instead leaned forward and placed her hand on his thigh. She stared directly into his eyes.

"Don't say that." She said, "There would have been a huge chain reaction of sadness. Stefan and Elena would have never been the same again, especially Stefan."

"If you want to overreact like that then I guess…" Damon attempted to move her hand.

"Damon." She said. Her hand still firmly on his thigh, "It would have been a huge loss. I may not like Katherine, but she did an incredibly brave thing. For the first time she did something without thinking of herself. I am eternally grateful for that."

Damon stared into her eyes and finally forcefully removed her hand, "Okay." He said.

"More wine?"

"Yes, thank you. Got anything stronger?"

"Help yourself."

Together the two friends easily began discussing other topics. Together they laughed and fought their way through the painful memories that sat in the back of their minds.

Xoxo

Caroline woke up in bed the next morning with Damon Salvatore. Nothing happened, of course. The last time they had sex was when she was human and she never wanted to cross that bridge again.

Parts of the night were blacked out but I guess Damon didn't want to sleep on the couch. She sighed in relief that she was fully clothed and so was he. She closed her eyes again and drifted back to sleep.

When Caroline awoke again Damon was propped on his side, watching her.

She jumped, "Damnit Damon!"

He smiled, "Just trying to creep you out."

"Well it worked!" Caroline shrieked and he chuckled.

Xoxo

As Caroline poured herself and Damon coffee she pondered a new thought.

"So we never discussed your love life."

"What about it?" Damon asked.

"Well… I mean is there anyone special in your life?"

"Nope. Just you."

"Ha. I'm serious. Is there?"

"No I haven't been looking. I just tend to stick with the strip clubs and whore houses."

"Well start looking!"

"I'm not in a rush Blondie, I have eternity."

"Forever won't last forever."

Damon raised his eyebrows, "Aside from the fact that made zero sense how about you?"

"Well I was seeing this guy Dean for a while but it didn't work out. Loss of interest."

"He lost interest in you or you lost interest in him?"

"Second choice, he just wasn't my type."

"You have a type?" Damon snorted, "Enlighten me."

"In your dreams, Salvatore."

Xoxo

Finally Damon announced he was leaving. Caroline asked where, out of curiosity. Damon excitedly responded he was going to see Alaric. Alaric had to be one of Damon's best friends and Caroline found great humor in this only because in the beginning Alaric was out to kill him, but then again everyone wanted to kill Damon.

"Where is Alaric?"

"Alaska, for what reason I have no idea but he sure will be surprised and I have his invitation too."

"Well I hope you find him." Caroline said. She opened her front door and leaned against the doorframe.

"I also hope you find your type."

"I also hope you find a girl who isn't any type of exotic dancer or whore."

Then without warning, he kissed her. It was an aggressive strong kiss that seemed to happen way to quickly and then in slow motion. Caroline didn't pull away. Damon pulled away after a few more seconds.

"I'll see you in a few weeks, Blondie."

Caroline, looking completely frazzled quickly responded, "T-The wedding is in a month?"

"Well yeah, you really should have read every word on he invite. Anyway I'm sure Elena wants you earlier than that, she's going to need some help. Though you won't see me till the wedding day, please refrain from bringing a date though because I guarantee I'll be extremely jealous."

Caroline's cheeks turned pink, "I'm closing the door now."

"Fine by me, sweetheart."

Caroline lied, she didn't have a type. The truth was Damon Salvatore was her type and she wanted nothing more.

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