A/N:Welcome to the sequel to The Story of Us, The Story Continues. I would suggest reading the first one before this, otherwise there may be some confusion. I wanted to wait until I finished the entire story to post it, but I realized that I wasn't sure where I was headed with the end game, so I figured posting it may help. I do have to warn you though, that I don't have the best track record with finishing stories that post before they are completed, so I'll need your help! Reviews are key. Sure, favorites and follows are nice, but I like getting actual feedback on my stories.

As of 9/27, I have written 8 chapters and some bits and pieces are based on or quoted directly from spoilers, trailers, and released scenes for the fourth season, but I won't tell you what is what, so you won't necessarily be spoiled if you don't want to be.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries...if I did...Elena would be with Damon and Stefan would be so far from her mind.


Damon lay in the middle of the road. "Come on." He muttered to nobody in particular. He was ready to sink his teeth into somebody. Just waiting for someone to-

"I know Bonnie." Damon turned his head in the direction the voice came from. Maybe this could be tonight's dinner. "You're right. You and my mom both are. I just can't bring myself to tell him...at least not tonight. I'll call you later," She was saying as Damon got closer. For the past year and a half or so, one girl had been taking up all of the free space in his head, so when he saw the brunette with a striking resemblance to the object of his affection, her name just slipped out.

"Katherine."

The girl looked up, then glanced back. "Um..No I" She started, and that's when he realized his mistake. "I'm Elena."

"Oh, you," have grown up. He though, but couldn't say. He tried again,"You just look" Great! And You're hot now. No. that wouldn't do either. Finally, he got something out."I'm sorry. You just really remind me of someone. I'm Damon."

"Not to be rude or anything Damon, but it's kind of creepy that you're out here in the middle of nowhere."

Damon wanted to laugh. Elena's personality hadn't changed one bit.

"You're one to talk. You're out here all by yourself." He said, joking with her like they used to.

"This is Mystic Falls. Nothing bad ever happens here." Damon had to swallow the laughter and anger that rose up in his throat. The fact that Elena of all people, a girl who had gotten raped here, was saying this... the irony was just too much. There was silence, a somewhat comfortable silence. Damon wasn't sure how compulsion worked exactly, but even though Elena didn't remember him, she must have felt that she could trust him because the next words out of her mouth were,"Got into a fight with my boyfriend."

"About what?" Damon asked, forgetting for a moment that Elena didn't remember them sitting on his couch in Italy talking about stuff like this all the time. He threw his hands up defensively, and quickly added, "May I ask."

Elena shrugged. "Life...future...he's got it all mapped out."

"You don't want it." It was more of a statement than a question.

"I don't know what I want."

"Well that's not true." He told her matter-of-factly, since he distinctly remembered having this conversation with her. "You want what everybody wants."

"What? A Mysterious stranger who has all the answers?"

Damon smiled. "Let's just say I've been around for a long time. I've learned a few things." But this, I learned from you. He added in his head.

"Well, Damon. Tell me. What is it that I want?"

He took a step forward and spit her words right back out to her."You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger."

Elena looked shocked for a moment, as if he'd plucked the thought right out her head.

"So what do you want?" She asked, trying to cover for being so caught off guard. Damon took a deep breath as he thought about his answer, but a pair of headlights caught his attention. Elena turned to see who it was and recognized the car. "It's my parents." She smiled and then turned back to listen to Damon's answer.

He quickly made a decision and looked into her eyes. "I want you to get everything you're looking for. But right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena." As he spoke the last two words, he realized how long it had been since he'd uttered them, but yet they felt so familiar and routine, like he'd never stopped saying it.