Authors Note: Please enjoy! First chapter, please be gentle...also, I apologize in advance if in this story some of the characters seem a bit...well, out of character. :)

"Damon, I'll be fine. Would you just-"

Damon resisted as the brunette tried practically pushing him out the door, with little success.

"Damon." She gave up, fixing the vampire with a look. "Go."

"Elena." He fixed her with the same look, daring her to protest. "I'm staying, I made a promise to protect you and that's what I plan to do, Stefan turned off his humanity and that means he's dangerous, the ripper has commiseration for no one Elena, not even you."

Elena sighed, running a hand through her hair in frustration. "Well, thanks for your compassion and concern Damon, but I'm fine and I have been fine for the last two months that you've been camping out on my couch."

"Don't complain to me about the couch Elena, I suggested the bedroom, more specifically the bed." The vampire stated with his usual annoyingly cocky smirk.

Elena rolled her eyes. "And I suggested you get tested, because that's never gonna happen and only a mentally insane person would think I'd ever let you into my bed." She pushed him away from her once more, opening the front door. "Now go, it's late and have homework coming out of my ears."

Damon's next look was hesitant.

"We haven't been given any reasons for the last two months to think that Stefan is after me or wants anything at all to do with us, Damon...I'll be fine."

Damon let out an unnecessary growl, getting in her face. "Fine." He bit out. "But I will call you every hour, of every day, and you will answer, understood?"

There was an eerie silence in the Gilbert household as both human and vampire stared each other down.

Finally, Elena clenched her jaw, pointing out the door. "Damon, Get. Out."

The dark haired vamp smirked, knowing that was the closest to an answer he would get without any blood being drawn, he made his way out of the open door, stopping to turn around. "Good."

And in the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Rolling her eyes, the teenager shut the door, being careful to make sure it was locked.

"A**." She muttered.

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"Ugh!" Elena groaned loudly within the confines of her room as she stared at yet another problem on a worksheet.

"Someone's enjoying themselves."

Elena nearly fell off the bed as she jerked violently. Looking around the room as if something would jump out at her.

"What?" She whispered breathlessly to an empty room.

After about a minute of silence, she returned to her work, shaking her head.

"Must be the lack of sleep." She thought, again, picking up her pencil.

"Nice guess, but I don't think so babe."

Elena let out a small scream this time, pencil flying out of her hand simultaneously and across the room.

The teenagers shaky hand came up to her mouth, eyes wide.

That voice sounded so...familiar. So teasing and relaxed but...identical almost.

Elena sat up quickly in shock.

"It couldn't be...no, no, no, no."

Elena shook her head. "No, shes gone. She left you behind over eight months ago without so much as a note to-." The brunette thought bitterly, before talking a deeply needed breath. "And now, I'm talking to myself...okay, I just need a refresher, then I'll be ready to work and definitely not hearing voices in my head." She muttered, standing up from the bed and making a move towards the door.

Yet just as she did, a clanking sound and a resounding curse downstairs abruptly stopped her movements.

Elena internally panicked, she definitely wasn't expecting anyone home tonight. Thinking quickly, she silently closed the open door before locking it and walking backwards towards her bed.

Just as she reached out for her phone, back turned, she felt a massive gust of air behind her and someone grab her roughly, pinning her against the wall.

Breathing hard, Elena looked up into familiar eyes, now wild with intensity.

"Hello, Elena. Long time, no see."

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