Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries, more's the pity.
Author's Note: This story is kind of random. It's basically composed of snippets that have been in my head for a while now. I think now's a good time for some keep-the-faith Delena stuff
Jenna's Story
Jenna doesn't like Damon. The main reason she doesn't like him is the way he looks at her niece. Damon's a playboy, and way too old for her. He's handsome and charming, and Jenna knows that if she had met a guy like him when she was 17 she'd have fallen straight into his web. So far, Elena seems to have more sense than Jenna did, but every now and then, when Jenna watches them, she's not so sure.
The first time she sees it, they're fighting. And no one can fight like two passionate, stubborn people. They're going at it hammer and tongs, standing toe-to-toe, neither one giving an inch. Elena's stubbornness is legendary in the family – she may seem sweet but when she's set on something nothing will make her change her mind.
He's a match for her, Jenna realises. Damon won't back down either, and the yelling becomes something quieter and more intimate as they each try to convince the other of their point of view, not with force but with sincerity. They have an understanding, she realises. They get each other.
The second time she sees it, is after Elena has run away after leaving Stefan at the altar. Everyone is out frantically searching for her, except Jenna, who is staying at the house in case Elena decides to come home on her own.
It's late at night now, and a knock on the door startles her. It's Damon, holding a sleeping Elena in his arms. She's speechless as she watches him carry her across the threshold with Elena still in her wedding gown, the long folds of material falling around her legs as he cradles her. It looks disturbingly right, seeing him play the role of her husband, carrying her bridal-style upstairs to her bedroom. Jenna finds herself not surprised that he's the one who found her, and that he managed to convince her to come home with him.
She finds herself entertaining the notion that Elena was marrying the wrong brother.
And realises that that might just be exactly what Elena was thinking.