A/N This is set after Haunted when Damon erases Jeremy's memory and Elena thanks him and goes inside. All right, you voted for it, so here it is. I don't own VD, only my plot. And please review so I can continue.
Chapter 1~ You're different than I thought
Elena sat on her bed, crying silently. She cried for Jeremy. She cried for Stefan. She cried for Vicki. She cried for Matt and his mom. She even cried a little for Damon. He was different than she thought. Sure he had turned Vicki into a vampire but, when he looked at her after he help Jeremy, she was immanent sadness and a deep caring for her and what made her happy.
A knock at her window made her jump and squeak. Damon stood on the branch next to her window, a look of confusion on his face. Elena got up and let him in.
"Hey, come on in, Damon," she said softly.
Damon nodded and stepped into her room lightly with a touch of a smile on his face. "Thanks."
Elena hugged Damon gently, stroking his silky black hair. He snuggled deep into her embrace, sniffing her lightly. She smelled of pomegranate, sweat, salt, and there was a sweet smell that hit him like a delicious rocket. Her blood. He pulled away and looked her over.
"Your bleeding, Elena," he stated, running his hand over her head and face. He hit a small cut in her cheek, the bite marks in her neck, and a deep gash on her collarbone. She hissed in pain and Damon drew her closer and grabbed the hem of her costume.
She stared onto his eyes in shock. "What are you doing," she gasped.
Damon chuckled softly. "I need to check you for cuts and such and clean you off. You smell of blood."
Elena pecked him on the cheek and pulled back to see a shocked look on his face. "Thank you, Damon. You're…different than I thought at first."
He peeled the dress off her body and threw it into her hamper with a thump and then took off the little accessories so she was only in a white lace bra and cotton panties. He picked her put and went to the bathroom and filled the tub with warm water. Elena cried out in pain as the water touched her skin.
"I'm sorry, Elena. I know it hurts. It'll feel better in a moment," he cooed softly and began to rub shampoo into her bloody hair.
She hissed but soon relaxed and let him clean the blood off her.
Elena didn't have many big injuries aside from the bite and gash across her collarbone. Damon dried her off softly and helped her into cotton short and a tank top, laying her down on the bed.
"All right," he said softly, " I should go. Don't want Stefan to skin me."
She grabbed his hand and tugged him back on the bed next to her. He landed lightly on the bed in a heap, where Elena curled into his side. "Please stay," she begged.
Damon kissed the crown of her head. "Ok. Go to sleep, Elena. I'll be here when you wake up."
Then they both drifted into a dreamless sleep.