For my best friend. A Damon fan...

Sorry for any spelling errors, too lazy to fix them right now. (which is suprising for me, I know) This story might be a little bit slow, but just hang on please. If all goes as planned this story will be fantastic.

Elena writing in her journal....

Sometimes I feel like everything is falling apart, and the pieces are flying in so many directions that my hopes of fixing things are completely destroyed. Today is one of those days. I'm just not sure what to do anymore, not sure what the right thing to do is. Ever since I found out who my birth mother is, i have wanted to find her. I don't even know why really, I guess it's just my way of hoping that maybe she diddn't abandon me. Maybe, just maybe, there was a reason behind it. Whatever my reason is, I know my mother is alive, out there somewhere. I have to find her, whatever this invisable force is that's telling me to go find her, is the same force that is telling me that she is alive. I will find her, weather she really wants me to or not.

Elena closed her journal with a sigh and turned over to lay it on her nightstand. She looked at her bedroom window as the day's first rays of sunshine gave comforting glow to her room. At least, it would have been comforting any other day. But there were just too many things going on right now for Elena to find much comfort in anything.

With one last glance around her bedroom, Elena got out of bed and headed for the shower. She couldn't exactly accomplish anything lying in bed. Her mind had been on overload all night, trying to figure out a way to get as much information as possible about her mother. She still hadn't figured out how to do it.

After she had gotten dressed, she went down the stairs to get a cup of coffee. She noticed that neither Jeremy or Jenna were up yet, but that was to be expected on a Saturday morning. She went back upstairs to continue her pondering on what she was going to do to find her mother. She headed straight for her window seat where she sat, looking out of the window, thinking.

She could feel his presence even before he was right behind her, she has always been able to feel his presence when he's near. But that seemes to be even more true lately, for some reason unknownst to her. She knew he was there, but she decided to wait until the last moment to let him know she knew.

"You know, you're not very sneaky for a vampire. Perhaps your losing your touch." she said without turning to look at him, only staring intently ahead.

"Now, Elena, do you really think thats possible? I'm probably just low on blood, this town is really beginning to run out of willing donars. Maybe you would be willing to open a vein? For a good cause, of course."

Now she turned around, crossing her legs and staring right into the impossibly handsome face of Damon Salvatore. "Hmmm....as appealing as that sounds..." she replied sarcastically, shaking her head slightly. "Since when do you have a problem finding a willing victim?"

"Sure, I could go feed off of some random person on the street, but I have a feeling that you would be much more fun," he replied with a smirk covering his face as his eyes bored holes into Elena.

"Well, Damon, this has all been very touching, but why are you here?" she spoke with a hint of amusement and a tilt of her head.

"I need a reason come visit you other than just wanting your company?" Then, seeing the look she gave him, said, "I just came by to see how you were, after breaking up with Stefan." As he said this the smirk dropped from his face, and yet it still held some amount of joking and seriousness. Just enough on each side to make you wonder weather he really meant it or not.

She had broken up with Stefan the other day because she just couldn't deal with him and finding her mother at the same time. It was just too much. She looked back up at Damon with no expression on her face and said, "I'm fine. But thank you for your....concern."

He squinted his eyes and looked at her intently, "No, you don't seem very upset. I find that a little hard to believe considering how lovey dovey you and my brother were a few weeks ago. Don't get me wrong, I found it positively sickening, but what brought on this change of heart?"

"Nothing brought it on. I just felt that I needed a break from Stefan so that I could focus on the other aspects of my life."

He raised his brow at her in a highly disbelieveing glance, "Well, as much as I would love to stick around and get the actual answer out of you, I have to go. You have company, and, considering who it is, I believe I would really rather take my leave. But, don't think this discussion is over," and with that, he vanished from view.

Elena sat, in stunned silence, hating how he always managed to get the last word. She had gotten over being mad at him for turning her mother. It wasn't like he did it to hurt her, he diddn't even know she existed then. So, she had decided to forgive him. Rremembering his comment about company, she got up and walked downstairs to find out who it was.

Elena walked over to the front door and opened it to reveal Caroline standing with her hand poised to knock.

"Spooky, Elena," she said as she stepped inside while unwinding the scarf from her neck.

"Why are you here, Caroline?" Elena asked, getting right to the point.

"My was being difficult last night, and, rather than let her ruin my Saturday, I decided to get out of the house. Then, when I realized that there's not very many places to go on a Saturday morning, I came here," she replied with a shrug.

Elena closed the door and motioned for Caroline to follow her upstairs. When they got in her bedroom Caroline sat down on Elena's bed and put her back against the headboard. Elena went back to her window seat, but, rather than looking out of the window, she faced her room. Caroline, of course, started talking, not caring weather Elena wanted to hear it or not.

"I mean, she's never at home, and it's not like she really cares what I do, so I don't see why she feels the need to ruin my life," Caroline said, jumping right to the middle of the conversatin, as usual.

Elena put her feet up on the seat and turned her head to face Caroline, figuring there was no use in responding just yet. She would let her get it all out of her system first and then she would comment.

"I was at a party, and I wasn't even drinking! But do you think she cares? No! Gosh, you would think I was caught at a drug deal or something. I was with people I know, just trying to have fun. A concept that, I can understand, is difficult for her to grasp. She does this to me all the time, I just wish I could find a way to get her back. Even if she diddn't find out about it, at least I would know that I got some form of rebellious activity by her."

By the time Caroline had finished her rant, Elena had made her way across the room and was now sitting cross legged on the bed infront of Caroline. Her mind was once again on overload at the possibilities this dispute between Caroline and her mom could open.

With a sympathetic lift to her mouth, Elena looked at Caroline and said, "This is probably going to sound a bit selfish, but I'm desperate. I know how you can get back at your mom."

"So, wait, you mean your really adopted? Wow, I thought my mother daughter relationship was wierd."

Elena had just told Caroline everything, well, almost everything, she knew about her adoption. If she was going to spill her secerets to anyone, she never thought that person would be Caroine, but, like she said, she was desperate.

"Yeah, well I'm a little stunned about the whole thing myself. Liste, Caroline, please don't tell anyone else about this. Jeremy doesn't know anything about it, and I would really like to keep it that way for awhile," Elena said.

"Of course," Caroline responded with a smile and shrug of her shoulders. "Honestly I'm just shocked your revealing this much personal information. Isn't it usually Bonnie that you tell all of your secrets to?"

"You know why I can't talk to Bonnie right now, she has enough going on without my drama."

"Okay, but how is telling me this going to help me rebel against my mom?" Caroline asked, wanting to get back to the most important topic, her.

"Well, I don't have very much information about my mother, and I would just like to know...more than I do," Elena figured it best to leave out her wanting to go find her mom, lest Caroline want to tag along. "Your mom would have the key to the poliece station. If you could get the key to me, I could go in the middle of the night and see what information I could find on her. Please, Caroline, it would be a major help and a way to rebel against your mom."

Caroline bit her bottom lip in thought, then she nodded her head once and said, "Okay, I'll do it."

"Excellent," Elena responded with a smile.

Elena was walking Caroline to the front door a while later, it was probably 4pm at this point. Jeremy and Jenna had been up for awhile, walking around the house.

"My mom will probably be home early tonight, keeping me out of trouble," Caroline said as they stepped outside of the house. "I will take the key from her room when she goes to sleep and then sneak out and get it to you. Just make sure you have it back to me before morning."

"Absolutely. I'll see you later Caroline," Elena said turning to go back inside. "Oh, and Caroline, thank you," she said, smiling.

"No problem," Caroline responded.

WIth a few hours left to kill, Elena headed back inside to plan. She had finally found her opening, she was one step closer to finding her mother.

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