This is my first FanFic. i've had this idea for a long time but i just never had the nerve to actually write it, until the end of Season 4 when Bonnie bound herself to Katherine and that gave me the push i needed to go forth with this idea and actually write it. iI just want to thank my friend Rebecca, who convinced me to publish this. And who claimed that because my obsession with TVD and Delena people will respond well to this story, and this is one of the few times I want to prove her right.

Summary: Elena and Damon have been fighting constantly recently. What happens when Stefan goes to great lengths to help them get over their issues, even if it will cost him Elena in the end.

Just a heads up to everyone! THIS IS A DELENA FANFIC! I have nothing strongly against Stefan, but let's be honest...Damon is SO much sexier! There is no set time where this story takes place related to the show but i do make references to certain things that have happened on the show.

I really hope you guys enjoy it :)

Bound To You

Chapter 1:

"Are you freaking kidding me Damon!"

"Yes Elena, I just decided this would just be a better way to piss you off!"

"God, you are so infuriating!"

"Oh, your no better sweetheart!"

"Ah!" I scream as a slam Stefan's bedroom door. I take a deep breath as I lean my forehead against the cool door, allowing my heartbeat and breathing to go back to normal.

Turning around I immediately give Stefan the apologetic smile he has now become accustom to, ever since the fights between Damon and I have started. The fights have become more frequent as the weeks have gone by and over stupid things too. Sometimes it's like we purposely go out of our way to piss off the other, like 'accidentally' dropping all the blood bags or using up all the hot water in the house so the human would have to freeze her ass off. It's almost become a game to us; always trying to even out the non-existent score that is between us. And Stefan, sweet caring Stefan, seems to think that there is more to this. Like Damon and I are going out of our way to aggravate each other because we have unresolved 'things' that need to be addressed; but we keep brushing them aside because we both refuse to acknowledge them.

"What were you arguing about this time?" Stefan asks me as I climb into bed beside him and snuggle into his side.

"Does it really matter?" I say trying to stay calm and keep the hostility out of my voice.

"Elena..."

"Oh don't 'Elena' me, Stefan. You know exactly how irritating your brother is."

"Yes, but-"

"Exactly!" I say looking up at him, "So. You shouldn't be siding with the man who has been making your life a living hell for 145 years, but with the girl you love."

"I'm not on anyone's side." He says with an edge to his voice, as he quickly gets off his bed. I follow him as he leaves his room, walks down the stairs and towards the front door.

"Really? Cause your actions say other wise." I say to his back.

"Trouble in paradise I see." Comes the smooth voice of the most irritating man in my life.

We both look towards the parlor to see Damon sitting on the armrest of the couch with a tumbler half filled with bourbon in his hand and a smirk on his face. "SHUT UP DAMON!" Stefan and I say in unison. Only for the smirk on his handsome face grow and igniting a fire within me.

I look back up at Stefan, "Would you mind too much if you where to become an only child." I say through my teeth. I watch him crinkle his brow in frustration, only to be cut off from speaking because of the sound of Damon laughing.

I turn to look at Damon to see him wiping a non-existent tear from his face. "Wow Elena. Never pegged you as a comedian," he says trying to contain his laughter, "but I got to admit that joke was really funny. Tell another." He says mockingly as he knocks back the rest of his bourbon in his glass.

I start to walk towards him and slap that smirk off his face, only to be stopped by a hand on my arm. "Elena just leave it alone." I can clearly hear the strain in Stefan's voice; the same voice you would use if you were talking to a misbehaved child.

I glare up at Stefan as he let's go of my arm and turns towards the door. "Where are you going?" I ask as I watch him pull on his jacket.

"Hunting. Try not to kill each other while I'm gone." He says as he slams the door behind him.

"What's his problem?" I say after a moment of silence. I say it more to myself than anyone else.

But Damon being Damon and having the self-control of a rabid dog just can't help himself. "Probably upset about how his hair came out today."

"Oh shut up!"

Ever since Grams died, it seems all I've done is study all her Grimoires. Book after book, spell after spell. There is only so many spells a girl can take about making plants grow faster without wanting to shoot someone. More than once I have fallen asleep because of how boring some of this information is but being a witch makes it's an unavoidable task.

"Might as well try to make this fun and make a game out of it." I sigh as I close my eyes and randomly pick one of the leather-bound books. I open it and flip to a random page, blinding pointing at spell. Mentally praying that it's not another spell about plants.

Taking a deep breath I look at the spell I chose, "Binding Spell? Interesting."

I was in the middle of reading, only to be interrupted by someone knocking on the front door. I look over at my phone only to see that it's close to midnight. I slowly make my way to the front door, hesitating briefly with my hand on the doorknob.

"Bonnie, its Stefan."

Letting out the breath I didn't notice I was holding and opened the door to see a desperate looking Stefan standing on my porch. "Stefan. What are you doing here?"

It's Elena-" he starts only for me to interrupt him in mid-sentence.

"Elena? What's wrong with Elena?" I ask instantly in panic mode. I knew that Stefan wasn't giving me a courtesy visit, not once has he ever shown up and something not be wrong. Would it be so hard to just once have someone show up at my door and there not be any danger.

"Bonnie. Bonnie, come down." Stefan says putting his hands on my shoulders. "Elena's fine, Bonnie. I promise you, she's 100% fine." I slowly feel the panic leave my body and my heartbeat return back to normal.

"Not to be rude or anything, but then why are you here?" I ask confused.

He takes a deep breath before he starts to talk. "Elena and Damon have been fighting recently," from the look on my face he rushed to continue before I could interrupted again, "and I know you hate Damon but hear me out." I nod signaling for him to continue. "Their fighting has become more and more frequent. They're constantly finding new ways to piss off one another, and I know it's not for fun or out of boredom; it's an unintentional outlet for their frustration and ultimately their confusion. There is something between them and it's causing them to act like this." He pauses for moment. I am able to see the pain in his green eyes as he forces himself to continue. "I know that I'm going to lose her because of this, but them avoiding it isn't doing her any good, nether is it for Damon or anyone else to witness their constant bickering."

"What exactly are you asking of me, Stefan?" I ask wearily.

"They refuse to talk to each other about their issues. So they keep burying everything and resorting to anger as an outlet for their frustration."

"So you want me to convince Elena to talk to Damon?" I ask getting more and more confused every minute that Stefan's talking.

"No. Jeremy has already tried that. So have Ric and Caroline. Telling them to talk isn't going to make them do it, if anything it's just going to make them more determined to ignore it-"

"And make them resent us for pushing them." I finish for him. If there is anything I know for sure after the many years I have been friends with Elena, is that she will bury her feelings for as long as possible. The more she hides her true feelings the more likely she will do something or say something stupid, when she explodes. It happened a lot after her parent's car accident and honestly I don't want to witness a repeat performance of it. "So what exactly are suggesting we do, Stefan?"

"Is there a truth spell or something, that will force them to talk?" he questions me.

"No." I say with a sigh, "A truth spell will only make them tell the truth and that's if they decide to talk. They could still refuse to talk about it and then you're back to square one."

It was quite for a moment, while both of us tried to figure out our current dilemma. "There has to be something..." I say under my breath only to remember what I was reading before Stefan showed up at my door. "I have an idea," I say looking Stefan right in the eye, "but you need to trust me. Do you?"

"Yes." Stefan says without an ounce of hesitation.

"Than there are some things I need you to get for me." I say as I open the door allowing him to cross over the threshold.