8 months have passed since Stefan had handed himself over to Klaus to save Damon. Although they were finding more and more leads each day, Stefan could cover his tracks as if he'd never been there. They were having no luck.

Damon was sitting on the couch in the boarding house when the noise of a front door opening caught his attention. It was ten at night on a Saturday, no one would come over at this hour.

Standing up, he walked to the door to find it closed. He frowned. All of a sudden he heard someone running towards him and when he turned around he was entangled in a hug with Elena Gilbert.

"Why are you hugging me? ", asked Damon and Elena pulled away.

"Because it's your birthday! ", exclaimed Elena.

Damon's eyes narrowed at her, "How did you know that? That's not information I usually divulge... "

"I'm a girl, I snoop. ", said Elena.

Damon sighed, "So what if it's my birthday? ", asked Damon, getting a glass of alcohol and taking a long sip.

"Damon, everyone should celebrate their birthday! ", said Elena, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I haven't celebrated my birthday in 146 years. Why start now? ", said Damon, gulping the rest of the drink down.

Elena sighed, "You know I was going to give you a present but now I think I'll just leave. ", said Elena attempting to use reverse psychology.

Damon smirked, "OK, bye bye now. "

"Damon! ", said Elena, hitting him on the chest, "You need to stop your brooding and we are going somewhere to celebrate your birthday. "

"OK, I have two answers to that. 1) I don't brood and 2) I know a pretty good place where we can celebrate it. ", said Damon stealing a quick glance upstairs, earning a slap from Elena.

"Can you stop hitting me? Isn't it supposed to be my birthday? ", asked Damon, smirking.

Elena sighed, "Are we going or not? ", asked Elena, walking towards the door, Damon following behind her, getting in to the car they drove towards Elena's house.

"I know a good place we can go outside of town... well actually I know a lot of places but... I think I'll stick with this one. We need to get you changed into something club like... ", said Damon, pulling into her driveway.

Elena walked upstairs to her room knowing fully well that Damon would be sitting on her bed.

"You don't get surprised by this anymore, I need a new technique. ", said Damon.

Elena rolled her eyes and turned around to find Damon standing right in front of her. She would've screamed if it weren't for his hand covering her mouth.

They stayed like that for a few seconds until Damon whispered, "You done? "

At her nod he took his hand away from her mouth, taking the hit he got for frightening her.

He laughed as she went to her closet to find a dress, "So what sort of dress do you want me to wear?" asked Elena, tilting her head to the side.

"Oh the possibilities... ", said Damon, doing the flirty eye thing he does as Elena calls it.

She rolled her eyes as he continued, "I don't know, surprise me. Make my mouth drop open. ", said Damon, falling casually onto her bed.

She got a black one out and high heels that she would successfully be able to walk in. She walked to the bathroom and locked the door.

"You know Elena, if I wanted to get in there I would have no problem breaking down that door. ", said Damon from the other side of the door.

"You know, Damon you're an ass. ", said Elena from the inside.

"Are trying to make me come in there? ", she heard Damon reply and she chuckled.

Inside the bathroom she finished putting her make up on. She stepped back and examined herself in the mirror. The black dress stopped just above her knees and hugged her curved perfectly and she had to say, she looked pretty hot.

On the outside of the bathroom, Damon was snooping around her room when he came across the pictured stuck to her mirror. One of them was only taken about a week ago, it was a photo of him and Elena in the middle of a bickering session over who was going to watch their show, he laughed at the memory. That fight was completely pointless.

The sound of the bathroom door caught his attention and he turned around only to have his mouth drop open at the beautiful woman standing in front of him.

She couldn't help but blush at the look he was giving her, it didn't hurt every once in a while to feel beautiful.

"You look... Wow. ", said Damon, his mouth still open.

Elena grinned, "Why thank you Mr. Salvatore. "

They arrived at the club at about 10:40 and walked into find everybody dancing, some were talking at tables and some were having a drink at the bar.

As if someone knew they had arrived a sixties song came on and Elena turned around and grinned.

"Damon, show me how it's done in the sixties. ", said Elena.

Damon smiled at her, "Alright but be prepared. ", said Damon, leaning down to whisper something in her ear, "I'm awesome. "

She laughed as he dragged her onto the dance floor.

After about 40 minutes of dancing to sixties songs the pair was sitting down talking.

"That was amazing. I've never felt so free spirited! ", said Elena, grinning.

"That's what the sixties were like. ", said Damon, leaning his head on her shoulder.

She didn't tell him off for doing it. It was his birthday and she would let him do what he wants.

On the way back to town Damon broke the silence by asking, "Do you want me to drop you home? ",

Elena nodded and smiled, "I got you a present but I put it in the boarding house kitchen, that's why I wasn't at the front door when you came to check who it was.

As Damon pulled into her drive way Elena said, "Thankyou for going back to the sixties for a night, Damon. I had a lot of fun. "

Damon smiled, "So did I. ", before she could open the passenger side door he had already raced out at vampire speed and opened it for her.

When Elena hopped out she turned around as he closed the door, turning to her.

"Elena, thank you, for tonight... No one's ever really cared whether it was my birthday or not so thank you. ", said Damon, staring into her eyes.

The air was thick with tension then and both of them seemed to be moving in slow motion.

Damon, slowly leaning in, gave her the chance to slap him away or walk off but she didn't and their lips collided in a slow, tender kiss.

Elena's hands were playing with his hair as Damon deepened the kiss.

They stayed like that for a moment, both of them knowing that just for tonight. All of the complicated things and worries in their lives were forgotten and just for that moment, only the two of them existed. This was their moment of weakness. And as they pulled away from each other Elena smiled at him,

"Happy Birthday Damon. "