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"I just can't make it go in!" Elena laughed jokingly, realigning her pool stick.

Damon shook his head, coming up behind her, "Yeah you can, you just got to angle it right. Here..."

He wrapped his arms around her, straightening them so he could help control the direction of the stick.

"Now use your upper arm to push it forward," he commanded and she did as he said. This time the ball had at least gotten a lot closer to the corner hole it was suppose to fall into.

"Not bad," Damon smiled, kissing the side of her head, "Practice makes perfect."

Elena smirked, "Yeah, unless it's you. Were you just born being good at everything, or was it something you picked up over the years?"

He chuckled, "Oh, very funny."

He leaned in then, kissing her lips and pulling her close, not caring that they were at the Mystic Grill, probably the most public place in town. Then a perky voice interrupted.

"There you guys are!" Caroline, Elena's best friend, bounced over.

"Hey Care," Elena smiled at her.

She took in the game the couple was obviously playing, "So who's stripes? Because they're dominating."

Damon laughed at Elena's slightly annoyed face.

"I am," he bragged a little, wiggling his eyebrows, "I was promised a pretty good prize if I win."

Elena punched his arm.

"Nice," Caroline giggled, propping herself up on the pool table.

"So if you guys aren't going to be busy later a bunch of us are going into the city. Hitting up a new club they just opened."

She flipped her curls over her shoulder.

"Yeah, I don't see why not...," Elena looked over at Damon questioningly.

"You sure, babe? What about-" he looked down at her stomach.

She laughed, "Damon, I'm two months along. Dancing isn't going to hurt anything."

He smiled, "Okay, fine, but no alcohol for you."

He turned to Caroline, "Who's all going?"

Caroline smiled, "Um, Bonnie and Jeremy, Me, Stefan, I think Lexi, Tyler, Matt, and whoever else decides to come. We're gonna meet at my house around eight and decide which cars to take. My mom's working all night, so we can come home drunk and just crash!" She explained.

"Sounds good," Elena smiled, "So can you hang for a minute? I could use some help with this one," she motioned to the game and Caroline jumped up.

"I would love to help you kick Damon's ass, but I promised Tyler I'd meet up with him in half an hour. Good luck though!"

The girls hugged goodbye, and Caroline waved back as she skipped off.

Damon shook his head, "I swear, that girl talks more than I can listen."

Elena lightly punched his arm, "Be nice."

He just shrugged, nudging her, "Okay, if we're going out tonight we need to leave soon, I know how long it takes you to get ready. Let's finish the game."

Elena rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah, at least I don't primp my hair for an hour."

Damon smirked, "It takes work to look this good, babe."

She laughed, kissing him again, "Come on, let's just finish."

The rest of the day flew by, and the two crashed at Damon's apartment that Elena was sharing for the summer. Come fall, it was back to the dorm room with Caroline and Bonnie at the college two towns over.

Damon spread out on the bed as she walked over to the closet, looking for an outfit.

"I need more clothes," she complained, and Damon chuckled.

"Actually I'd argue that you're already wearing too many," he smirked as she turned to stick her tongue out at him.

"And that's the reason I'm pregnant in the first place."

Damon laughed.

"But no, I'm serious. I have nothing good to wear tonight."

He rolled his eyes, "Just put on that black dress you have."

It was her turn to smirk now, "You mean the one that is short, skin tight, and low cut?"

He nodded, "That's the one."

She rummaged for a second, before pulling it out.

"You know I only got this for your birthday party last year...it's not exactly a dancing kinda dress...not to mention that this kid of yours is making my stomach bigger."

He shrugged, then said, "Well, don't blame our baby for your lack of clothes. Besides, the dress looks good on you, and I like it."

She considered this before giving in, "Why not?"

She took it off the hanger and walked over to the bathroom.

"I'm gonna get a shower first though," she called, and as predicted, Damon was right behind her.

"Good idea," he told her, "I've been needing to clean up all day."

She giggled as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, "I meant just me."

"I know," He kissed her neck, "But I did win the pool game."

"Uhhu, and we already had reward sex for that."

Damon chuckled, pulling her closer. "But I still want you."

He turned her in his arms, kissing her.

She pushed him back, "Damon...If we had sex every time you wanted to, we'd never leave your bed."

He gave her a look, "I fail to see the problem."

She smirked, "The problem, is that we have a place to be soon."

He took her face in his hands, "Then we'll be quick."

He leaned down, taking her lips again, and she moaned against him, "Fine...but we really have to be fast, I told Caroline we'd be there."

He smiled, "I promise."

A few hours later, it was getting darker outside, and Damon drove them to Caroline's. A lot of other people were already there, most of which were standing outside.

"You guys did make it!" Stefan announced as they parked and walked over to the group.

"Brother," Damon greeted, then looked at Lexi, who was standing by, "Brother's girlfriend."

She rolled her eyes, "Oh, don't act like you don't know my name, Damon!"

He chuckled, moving to hug her, "Well we all know that you know mine, Lex"

She punched him on the shoulder and Elena laughed.

"You deserve that," she told him, and he just looped his arm around her.

Caroline bolted out of the house then, followed by Tyler.

"Oh, Elena! Your here, and your late! Is that everyone?" she asked, looking around.

Elena shot Damon an 'I told you so' look as Bonnie shook her head, "No, Jer and Matt's shift at the Grill just ended, they're on their way."

Then she moved to hug Elena, "Haven't seen you in a while."

Elena smiled at her other friend, "Yeah, I know, sorry."

The dark girl shrugged, understandingly.

They all waited a few more minutes and the boys soon arrived.

It didn't take long to dictate who was riding with who, though Damon warned that his baby was off limits. He really prized that blue Camaro.

The club was only an hour drive though, and they were lucky enough to end up with Bonnie, Lexi, Jeremy, and Stefan, inside Lexi's Jeep.

The talk was light, and Elena was definitely in a good mood by the time they arrived.

Thankfully the line wasn't too long. After parking, the group made their way to the entrance.

A man in uniform patted them down before passing them along so they could pay and the minors could get their hands marked with X's.

Once inside, Damon and Mason ordered a round of drinks, as they were the only ones over twenty one. Everyone else enjoyed the scene. It was dark, but the spotlights, colored lasers, and strobe light made it possible to see. Cages hung in the air, already filled with people dancing to the rhythmic techno music.

"Here," Damon said, placing the drinks on a table the group had managed to score.

Most of them threw one back, before scattering about to dance or talk. Elena had to admit that the place wasn't half bad.

"I'm stealing your man, Lena," Lexi called over, pulling Damon up for a dance.

She nodded, then smiled as Damon kissed her before walking to the floor with Lexi.

She also noticed Stefan and Caroline, dancing with April, Matt's girlfriend. Bonnie and Jeremy were dancing, too, by themselves, swaying around each other.

She turned to Matt, Tyler, and his cousin Mason, "You guys want anything? I'm gonna go see if I can flirt up a water from the bartender."

They shook their heads and she made her way over to the bar. It was pretty crowded, not surprising as it was the clubs opening night.

She was waiting by a stool when she felt the breath on her neck from a person close behind her.

"Hello love," she heard, then turned to see a cute guy, with sandy hair, standing next to her.

"Oh, hi," she addressed him, then turned back to the bar.

"May I buy you a drink?" he asked in a thick accent, sliding up next to her.

"Um, no thanks," she told him, trying to be polite.

"Oh, come on," he insisted, reaching for her arm, "A pretty girl like you shouldn't be drinking alone."

She raised her hand, showing him the X, "To young to drink."

He chuckled, "Which is why you are waiting at a bar?"

She shrugged, "Just getting a water."

"Well then, gorgeous, at least give me a dance," he smiled devilishly.

"Look, I'm flattered, but I'd really rather not." She tried to side step him.

He stopped her, "Ah why not? Being alone at a bar is no fun, you know?"

She turned to look at him, "I'm not alone, I'm here with my-"

"Babe, there you are."

Damon's voice cut through the crowd as he came up beside her, pulling her into him and kissing her.

She was immediately relieved.

"Hey," but the look on Damon's face faltered her smile.

"Klaus," he stated, looking at the guy who'd been hitting on her.

"Well, well, Salvatore, It's been a while," the man, Klaus, smirked.

"Your tone implies that to be an unfortunate thing," Damon shot, then placed a possessive arm around Elena's waist.

Klaus only lifted an eyebrow, then addressed Elena, "You're with him? Really?"

He turned back to Damon, "Well you've done alright for yourself, haven't you?"

Damon's eyes narrowed and Klaus laughed, then explained to Elena, "Damon and I go way back."

He turned to Damon, "Though I take it you still aren't very fond of me."

Damon scoffed, "Give me a reason to be."

Klaus smiled, "How's your friend? Will, wasn't it? Still dead?"

Damon moved then, pulling back to hit the man, when Elena grabbed his arm.

"Damon!" she exclaimed, and he looked down at her.

"Not here," she insisted.

He looked back at Klaus, gritted his teeth, then turned, walking away, pulling her with him.

They were seated back at the table when she asked the obvious follow up, "What was that about?!"

Damon just shook his head, "An old friend."

She looked at him incredulous, "Well if that's a friend, I'd hate to see an enemy."

He lifted his gaze to her, then sighed, "I knew him a few years back. He went to school with me. I had a friend, Will, that was always hanging around him."

"Isn't that your friend that was killed?" she asked, remembering a little of what he'd told her over the time they'd been together.

"Yeah, wrong place, wrong time kinda thing. But it was all Klaus' fault. He got Will into some bad shit; got him caught up with the wrong people. I tried to warn him, but he didn't listen to me. Then I threatened Klaus. We got into a full blown fight about it...and Will died two days later."

Elena could feel her eyes narrowing, "You think Klaus had something to do with it?"

He nodded, "I can't say for sure, but I'd swear that he's the reason Will's dead. Even if he didn't shoot him, himself."

Elena put her arm on his shoulder, and after a moment he shook it all off.

"Well, we came here to party, didn't we? Let's not let the night be ruined, dance?"

She smiled a little and nodded, allowing him to pull her out to the floor. The beat of the music vibrated around them, and she began to move.

Damon twirled her expertly, before pulling her hard against him, pressing into her back.

They grinded to the music and a few other people joined in. Elena had a person on every side of her, but she focused on Damon.

"You sure you're okay?" she asked him after a moment, as the music slowed and her head tucked on his shoulder.

"Of course, I have you, don't I?" He told her, kissing her head, then placed a hand on her stomach, "Both of you."

"And you always will," she smiled.

He pulled back a little, taking her face in his hands.

"Count on it, Elena. What we have...you think this happens every day? It's special, just like you, and I love you, so much."

She leaned up and kissed his lips, "I love you, too, Damon. Always and Forever."

Through the smoky atmosphere of the club's fog and lights, the couple was being scrutinized. Niklaus breathed in the smoke of his cigarette and watched as Damon Salvatore rubbed against the girl he'd been flirting with, then as he dipped her back, before pulling her in for a kiss.

"Nik, there you are," he heard the voice of his brother, Kol, call out, as he walked over.

"What are you...Oh," Kol trailed off, having obviously spotted Klaus' focus.

"What is he doing here?" he asked, and Klaus shrugged.

"Dancing, it seems."

"Isn't that they girl I saw you with earlier?" Kol inclined.

Klaus smirked, "The one and the same."

"Hmm, I saw her leaving, but I didn't know she was with Salvatore."

"So it seems, but she is a pretty little thing isn't she?"

"She sure looked good walking away from you," Kol teased and Klaus ignored that, training his eyes on the couple again.

"Well, doesn't he look happy," Kol smirked sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

Klaus viewed the girl in Damon's arms again. She really was beautiful.

"Yes, he does...We'll have to see what we can do about that."

Kol smiled at his words, "I like the way you think. Did you have something in mind?"

Klaus took a final drag of his cigarette before putting it out and turning to his brother.

"I always have something in mind."

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