Hello this is the first Vampire Diaries story I've written so be kind.

All characters belong to Kevin Williamson and The CW

The Character of Sophie belongs to me

Pairings: Stefan/Elena, Damon/Elena sort of

Rating: I would say R, it will get a little steamy

Please review I would love to know what you think but please be polite. Thanks!

Enjoy!

Compel A Spell

By: Amy

Chapter 1

Mystic Falls ~ 2011

Damon Salvatore was frustrated and frankly a little pissed off. If he had to watch his little brother make kissy face with his girlfriend for one more second he would explode. He grabbed his car keys from the table in the entry way and practically ran out the front door. A few minutes later he was sitting at the bar at the Mystic Grill nursing a glass of scotch. He was sulking and he hated himself for it. But, dam it, It was his brother's fault. Ever since Elena moved into the boarding house everywhere he went there they were. Kissing, touching, smiling at each other; enough was enough. And if Elena gave him one of those sympathetic looks one more time he was going to do something she'd regret. If he was honest with himself he'd admit it was because he was jealous and that he wanted it to be him she slept next to every night. But he wouldn't admit anything, what was the point, and he'd rather lie to himself it was easier. What he needed right now was a distraction.

He turned lazily to scan the faces of the patrons near by. A family, consisting of a husband and wife looking exasperated and two bratty kids fighting with each other, sat in a corner booth. A couple holding hands and happily chatting sat at a table to his left; and there was two middle aged men giving their order to the way too perky waitress directly in front of him. Humans made him nauseous sometimes. He turned back to his drink and he found his distraction sitting next to him at the bar. He grinned devilishly and took a mental appraisal of the woman next to him. She had chocolate brown curly hair that hung over her shoulders in ringlets and he had the urge to gently tug on one and watch it bounce back into place. She was wearing a gauzy lavender tank top that accentuated her creamy white skin and her cheeks had a slightly rosy glow as she spoke to the bartender. His eyes instinctively fell to the curve of her neck and the prize that waited there. His gaze drifted back to her face and he was caught off guard by a pair of slightly amused smoky violet eyes. For a moment it seemed as if a spark flashed within those eyes and he instantly wanted to pounce.

He couldn't remember their conversation or how they got to his front door but he was glad all the lights were off inside. They kissed hungrily hands wandering from face, to neck, to arms, to waist, to ass then back again. She was rough and hard and insatiable; and he was drinking it up. All his senses were in over drive and yet he didn't want to bite her; he wanted to be inside her. Her scent of lavender and lilac was invading him and her warm sweet taste stirred pure animal instincts within him. She was every where and all around him and screamed feminine power from every pore. Some how they found their way through the door up the stairs and into his bed and all was lost.

OOOO

In another room of the house Elena awoke with a start clutching the sheet. She reached over softly touching Stefan's shoulder to make sure he was still there and took a deep calming breath. She'd been having nightmares for a week now and they were terrifying. Most ending with Stefan dying in front of her eyes as she stood there helpless to stop it. She thought about waking him and telling him about this one; knowing that he'd comfort her and tell her how much he loves her and that everything would be okay. But she knew that wasn't a promise he could make; not with the eminent doom of Klaus coming for her looming over her head. She leaned over placing a kiss on his shoulder and then gently climbed out of bed trying not to wake him. When she was sure he was still sound asleep she sighed and headed out the door to get some water.

Moments later Elena walked into the kitchen. She froze momentarily when she saw a figure peaking into the refrigerator then flipped on the light. A girl wearing only a pair of lacey lavender panties and a button up black shirt, obviously Damon's, straighten up and stood there squinting in the bright light.

"Uh hi" The girl said softly

"Hi" Elena said flatly squinting a little herself.

"I'm Sophie, a friend of Damon's" The girl smiled politely.

"I'm Elena, I live here" She said with a yawn. Then she shook her head gently as she walked to the cupboard to get a glass. Sophie tucked a curl behind her ear revealing a deep blue feather earring.

"I'm sorry I got hungry and Damon said I could help myself." She said sheepishly.

"No, it's fine it's his house too." Elena said with her back to Sophie as she filled her glass at the sink. When Elena turned and leaned against the counter taking a drink Sophie was crunching a carrot the fridge closed now.

"Damon's a little wild, like an animal it can wear a girl out if you know what I mean?" Sophie said gesturing with her carrot. Elena's eyes widen over her glass and she coughed a little. She didn't respond just took another drink of water. "Well, goodnight" Sophie said before gliding out of the room grinning mischievously.

"Night" Elena said to her back.

OOOO

Back in Damon's room having discarded her carrot in the garbage Sophie slide back into bed. Damon had dozed off and she lay there watching him and her violet eyes seemed to flash in the darkness. She watch with a smile as his breathing quickened and his closed eyelids rolled with movement. Suddenly he was on top of her pinning her to the mattress hands above her head. His fangs elongated and aching, eyes blazing, releasing a growl from deep in his throat. She just smiled coyly up at him. Then in an instant she was straddling him pinning his arms to the mattress. Her curls fell around her face as she bared her own set of sharp gleaming fangs; a low hissing sound escaping her lips. He was momentarily stunned. Then she dragged her nails down his bare arms and over his chest waking something animalistic inside of him as she delicately stroked his neck. Then their lips were crashing together and the animal was set lose.

When Damon opened his eyes in the morning Sophie was stretch out next to him on her back inspecting a piece of her hair in casual boredom. She was still wearing his shirt and the cuff of one sleeve fell loosely to her elbow as she pushed her hair out of her face and looked at him.

"It's about time" she said turning towards him and resting her head on her hand; elbow bent to prop her up. In the dim morning light her violet eyes were almost startling but he didn't look away. No he was almost trapped in them.

"If you're expecting breakfast in bed you'll be sorely disappointed. I don't do cliche' morning after gestures." He said with a lazy smirk.

"I don't need empty gestures" she said silkily as she leaned into his side and slowly stretched gliding her body against the length of his. His eyes followed her hand as it slid across his bare stomach and he realized that his shirt was the only thing she had on. He took in a raspy breath and then brought his hand to her neck his fingers delicately gliding over the curve of it until he reached her chin. She smiled softly as his thumb found her bottom lip then her fangs were revealed and she nipped at him like a kitten. His teeth clenched and he sucked in a hissing breath. His own fangs slowly elongating.

"What are you doing to me?" he gasped in sufferable pleasure.

"It's not a problem is it?" She asked eyes flashing as she swiftly move to
straddle him. His breathing faltered and he gave a breathy laugh as she settle herself on top of him.

"Not at all." he breathed "You're not the first vamp girl I've had in my bed" he added before tangling his fingers in her hair and pulling her to him for a heated kiss.

OOOO

Sometime later Sophie was getting dressed and Damon was in the Shower. After buttoning her jeans she stood still for a second feeling her throat ache and realized how hungry she was. She walked to the bathroom door and caught site of Damon through the steamy shower door.

"Damon" She called calmly

"Yeah?" He answered with a hopeful grin.

"Do you happen to have a stash of vampire nourishment lying around somewhere" She asked urgency seeping through her words.

"Oh, of course it's in the basement." He started. Then turned to look at her through the door. She took in the view appreciatively. "Just follow your nose" He added squishing up his own nose. Sophie just smiled

"Thanks" she said before turning and walking away. Damon watched her go enjoying the view with a smirk and a slight nod.

OOOO

Down stairs now Sophie found the basement door and as she pulled it open she could smell something sweet and rusty. Her breakfast wasn't far away. She hurried down some steps then down a dark brick hallway and the smell grew stronger. Then she found a small room with a storage cooler on one side of it and glided towards it. When she pulled open the lid she was greeted by the rich smell of cooled blood. She quickly grabbed a bag and nipped at one corner then gently began to sip. The ache in her throat was instantly soothed. As she continued to sip she wondered back into the hallway and saw a door she hadn't noticed before. Out of curiosity she slowly released it's latch and pulled it open. To her surprise there was the lifeless ash colored body of a male vampire with a dagger piercing his heart lying on the floor. She just stood there tilting her head curiously and took another sip from her blood bag. She took a step closer then paused when she heard a voice at the top of the stairs. There was foot steps and then the voice grew closer.

"Damon?" A deep male voice echoed down the hall. Then a figure appeared in the doorway and froze. The owner of the voice was about the same height as Damon with shorter light brown hair and a slightly more athletic build. His deep green eyes jumped from her face to the body on the ground then back again. Then his chiseled jaw grew tight and his muscles flexed under a taut white undershirt.

"Who are you?" He asked defensively. "And why are you in my basement?"

"I'm Sophie." She said uncomfortable under his intense stare. "I was..."

"She was just getting breakfast" A familiar voice interrupted. Damon sauntered down the steps and patted his Brothers shoulder. "Lighten up Stef, she's a friend" he said unfazed by the glare he was receiving. Damon turned towards Sophie his hand still resting on his brothers shoulder.

"Don't mind Stefan, he's just a little moody." he said in a mock whisper reaching for her bag of blood and taking a big drink. Then he grabbed her hand. "Come on" he added before pulling her up the stairs. Sophie smiled. Stefan followed in a huff.

"Damon!" He said in irritation as they reached the top of the stairs.

"What?" Damon said turning abruptly.

"Care to explain?" Stefan said crossing his arms.

"No, Not really" he said with a lift of his eyebrows.

"Do it anyway" Stefan said sternly.

"Don't be rude little brother" Damon said meeting Stefan's stare and crossing his arms. Sophie just stood quietly watching. "She's just a new friend" He added with a straight face. "And now we're leaving" he finished as his face lightened. Before Stefan could respond Damon had turned away and grabbed her hand again walking towards the front door. Stefan's arms dropped and he just sighed in frustration.

"We'll talk later Damon" Stefan said as Damon opened the door. Damon just waved him off and then they were gone. Stefan turned away form the door as Elena was coming down the stairs.

"What's going on?" She asked as she walked into the living room. Stefan followed her.

"Damon is just, well, being Damon." Stefan explained as he watched her plop down on the couch. She looked up at him knowing there was more. "Apparently he brought home a new toy last night" Stefan added. Understanding lit Elena's face and she nodded lightly.

"Yeah I kind of met her last night." Elena said tucking a lose strand of hair behind her ear. Stefan just stood there looking down at her.

"What do you mean?" He asked

"I came down to get some water and she was looking for a snack." Elena said stifling a yawn. Stefan slowly sat beside her and looked at her concerned. The subject of Damon forgotten.

"You didn't sleep well did you?" He asked gently touching her arm.

"Not really." She admitted reluctantly. Stefan brought his hand to her face and softly stroked her cheek. "It's just, everything, you know. It's a lot to deal with" She added.

"I know" Stefan said gently. "Come here" He said sitting back on the couch and lifting his arm as she scooted into him. He wrapped his arm around her and she rested her head on his shoulder. "I wish you didn't have to deal with any of it." He said kissing the top of her head. Elena didn't say anything she just snuggled closer and then draped her arm over his chest with her hand over his heart. His free hand found it there and fingers tangled.

OOOO

At the edge of the woods Damon watched as Sophie zipped at vampire speed from tree to tree playing her own dizzying game of peek-a-boo. He momentarily lost sight of her and when he turned to look behind him she tackled him to the ground in a blur. Pinning his arms to the earth, leaves crackling under him, she grinned in triumph. In an instant he had spun her around and straddled her waist pinning her wrists to the ground. She breathed heavily smiling up at him wickedly her violet eyes blazing with delight. Her hair a mass of chocolate curls flaring out around her head. Her smile faded at the corners and then something in her eyes flickered. He quickly lowered his head and kissed her roughly. In a whirl of leaves he was pressed against a tree as she kissed him hungrily. He brought a hand to trace her neck and she pulled away slowly with his bottom lip between her teeth. When she let go he lowered his swollen lips to her neck and she gasped with a smile.

"I have to go" She said in a breathy voice.

"Now?" He breathed as he kissed a trail towards her ear.

"Yeah, we can meet up later if you want" She said words stumbling when she felt his teeth graze her neck.

"Oh I want" He said smiling against her skin. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his lips back to hers kissing him hard.

"Do you have a cell phone?" She asked after pulling away.

"Yep" He said his lips seeking hers as their breath mingled. Her hands slid down his neck and over his shoulders. Then she slowly smoothed them over his chest and they danced over his sides and lower back. He released a breathy laugh when she reached his rear and then stuck her hand into his back pocket finding his phone. She entered her number as his lips found her neck again. Then she slid it back into it's place her hands sliding back over his stomach and chest. She leaned into him her lips brushing his ear.

"Bye Damon." She whispered softly. And in a blur she was gone leaving him stunned and alone.

OOOO

Minutes later Sophie was entering her hotel room a satisfied smile on her face and eyes dancing. She flipped on the light and tossed her keys on a nearby table as she walked over to a duffle bag on a faded chair by the window. Reaching into the bag she pulled out a tattered old book gently smoothed a hand over the cover then placed it on the bed. Quickly she went to a creaky old desk in the corner and pulled a pen and paper out of it's only drawer. She went back to the bed and hastily wrote the words: I've got Damon, what's next? ,then crumbled it into a ball. She carefully opened the book and flipped through the pages. Once she found what she was looking for she held the ball of paper out in front of her, closed her eyes, and began chanting. A breeze blew from nowhere and the light in the room began to flickered. All at once a flame flashed in her palm and the paper was gone. Sophie kept her eyes closed and her hand opened in front of her and in seconds the paper returned to her hand this time folded haphazardly. She looked at the paper and smiled knowingly before taking it and unfolding it. Written on the paper were the words: Get The Brother.