Chapter One

Hey guys, dont worry this is not the end of my damon and bonnie adventures, had a bit of writers block. What im basing this story is what if Elena left Stefan for Damon, who would he turn to...Why caroline of course!.He spends the summer with caroline and her mom at an lake.I urge you to check out my other stories too.

Please review, oh and i own nothing.

Daylight poured through the dark blue curtains as caroline began to wake up. First starting off to a lazy stretch, then a bear like yawn, she finally opened her eyes, welcoming stefan into her view.

A small grin appeared on his face, "had a good night's sleep" he asked, teasing her. Caroline flipped over the covers, and grogilly stepped out of bed, "you bet your ass" she said smiling at him reminiscent of last night's dream.

"Who was it this time?Depp or Cruise" he asked, for once intrigued to know how her dream went. Caroline shook her head, crossing over to the other side of her bed to her alar, "Pitt" she answered. As if he were a different person, Stefan broke the silence with a loud laugh. Caroline have always had this effect on him. No matter how depressed he was, or even mad, she could always get him laughing over the sillest things.

"What!" she cried defensively, throwing her hands in the air for a dramatic effect, "Angelina cant have him all to herself". Stefan chuckled at her response, inwardly grateful for her childish quirks. This was exactly what he needed to get his mind off of Elena and Damon.

Suddenly, he heard it; the soft sound of footsteps treading on carpet. Immediately alert, both he and caroline tensed, already planning their fight against the incoming intruders. "Grab your weapon" he told her, already pulling out his out of his pocket. Eyes wide with fear, she followed his command, reaching under her left pillow for her's as well.

Not a second later the door burst open, making way for three people, heavily armed and ready for war. "Fire!", the one on the left cried, eyes marked with the need for vegeance. Within seconds, the entire room was trashed; pillows ripped, walls wet, and paper everywhere ( how some of it got on the ceiling he'll never know). Fighting continued as both him and caroline fought hard for lives in a losing battle. Recognizing how slim their chances of surviving were, stefan glanced at caroline, nodding his head at the door and darted out of the room.

With caroline on his heels, he made his way down the long winding staircase in an attempt for safety. At the final step, he slowed to a stop and turned to caroline with his finger on his lips; they had to be quiet. He looked around the corner and saw two more people with larger guns, waiting for them. Seeing no chance of victory, he turned to caroline and whispered "were gonna have to make a run for it through the

kitchen and out the back door".

"That's suicidal" she said. opposed to the idea of running right into a trap.

"Well do you have a better idea" he replied. Caroline said nothing, but instead took to sighing and mumbling under her breath.

"Pussy" she said. Stefan ignored her and made his way to the kitchen as quietly as he could., tiptoeing on the hard wood floor. In the kitchen, was a young girl, siting on a stool, munching on Captn crunch out of the box. Before he could tell her not to speak-

"Hi Stef" she said, giving him a toothy grin. In an instant, caroline and stefan were surrounded by over 10 kids, all equipted with water guns. Silence invaded the house and all was still; the lost. "You feelin lucky punk" one asked, eyes twinkling with mischieviuosness. Stefan shook his head no and within seconds him and caroline were lying on the floor , drenched in water, giggling uncontrollably.

This was exctly what he needed.