Hey everyone! This is my very first fanfic and it's a one-shot about my favourite TV couple Damon and Elena from Vampire Diaries.

Elena is going through some difficulties and Damon is right there to help her:)

I'm planning on writing a few more one-shots and adding them as later chapters if I get some inspirational reviews on this one:)

Please read, enjoy and review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries or any of the characters in this story. Only the plot is mine.

Elena was pacing restless around here room. Since last night she hadn't had a moment of sleep and was by now so exhausted she was sure she could have slept anywhere hadn't it been for the terrible pains in her lower stomach. Here pace come to a still as it felt like parts of her stomach was about to tear itself away from the rest of her body. She nearly doubled over in pain and a small moan escaped her dry lips. All she wanted by now was to lay down on her soft bed and sleep until the ache would be over in a day or two, but she knew that if she lay down the pain would grow even worse and she most definitely wouldn't be able to sleep.

Maybe it was one positive aspect with her condition thought. For the moment she wasn't capable of thinking about all the other problems in her life. She did not think about how Stefan had left her three months ago to pay for the cure to save his brothers life. For the first time in weeks she did not think about what Stefan was going through, or what Klaus made him do on their journey together. The images of Jenna's death wasn't haunting her like they used to do either and her thoughts hadn't even been close to thinking about Jeremy's weird behaviour the last few weeks. All her thoughts at the moment was easily consumed by the merciless tearing-sensation in her lower belly.

She had just started a steady pace around her bedroom again when she felt a gust of wind and turned around abruptly to find her window open. Her breath got caught in her throat, when she realized that window had been shut a short time ago. In the blink of an eye her thoughts was once more clear end her survival instinct kicked in. She backed up against the door, suddenly very aware that she was the only one home. Both Jeremy and Alaric were out and weren't expected home anytime soon.

She had nearly reached the door when she backed up against something hard and warm. Her heart skipped a beat and her survival instinct screamed at her to run. Without thinking she spun around to be face to face with the intruder. She gasped when she saw the empty space behind her were someone must have been standing a second ago. Her heartbeat had raced to a painful rhythm when she heard a low chuckle from behind her. Relaxation abruptly hit her and she could feel the adrenaline leave her body, making her wary and even more exhausted.

"Was that really necessary?"

She turned around slowly and met the sight of a dark figure laying sprawled on her bed, dark head resting against the headboard. He gave her a lazy smile and made himself more comfortable on her bed.

"Maybe not necessary, but oh so fun", he replied, eyes watching her with an amused look.

"Why are you here Damon? I'm not really interested in company right now". With the sudden shock over and the adrenaline out of her body the horrible ache was back and made her close her eyes in pain.

"What's wrong?". She opened her eyes and found that his eyes now longer looked amused, but serious and with a hint of worry.

"Nothing is wrong Damon. I just..I'm just tired, okay. Could you please live now." His eyes suddenly became searching. She dropped her gaze to the floor, wishing he would live soon so she could go back to pacing her room in peace and maybe ease the pain a bit that way.

"You're in pain", he said abruptly, dragging her out of her thoughts. Her head snapped up and she met his gaze with wondering eyes.

"No, I'm not. I'm fine Damon", she lied. Now she desperately wanted him to leave before he actually understood what was wrong with her. She straightened her back and tried to look as healthy as she usually did, but a twitch of pain in her belly made her wince at the movement.

"Don't be stupid Elena. I'm a vampire remember. I can hear your heartbeat are faster than usual. And then there is the way your muscles seems to cramp and the blankness in your eyes. You're must definitely in pain and don't try to deny it."

Elena just watched him without saying anything. To be honest she didn't know what to say. Her mind worked in a tremendous speed to find a good answer which wouldn't revile what was actually the matter with her. Before her head had been able to give her a solution though, Damon was speaking again.

"Not to mention I could smell the reason to your pain the moment I entered the room". His eyes travelled from the roof of her room where they had lingered when he spoke, to Elena's face who was by now flushed with blood.

"DAMON!", she yelled, turning so he couldn't see her red face. "Leave. Now", she managed to get out of her dry mouth.

"Not that I needed to smell it to know", he continued, acting like he hadn't heard her last words, "with the mood you're in it's hard to miss what's going one".

Her cheeks turned even redder at his words, and she grabbed a book from her desk before she spun around and threw it at him. He ducked with lightning speed and started chuckling again.

"You bastard!" was all she managed to say to him before a cramp made her double over and let out a little moan of pain. She could feel she was close to throw up because of the pain and she hoped Damon was done humiliating her so he would leave her alone before that happened. She turned around again so he couldn't see her face.

"Why aren't you doped up one painkillers by now Sweetheart", he asked, suddenly very close to her ear. She straightened her back again and could feel him standing right behind her. The teasing was out of his voice and she could feel his concern when he placed a warm hand on her back, right between her shoulder blades.

Her body relaxed a little at his warm touch and she let out a small sigh. "I have taken painkillers, they don't work. I don't know why", she replied at last.

"Well, menstrual cramps is a bitch", he said casually.

"DAMON!", she half yelled again, feeling this was the last topic of earth she wanted to discuss with him.

"WHAT!", he said back, "It's not like it is a big secret is it".

"No, but…". She never got to speak the rest of the sentence because in that moment it felt like her hole belly clenched together in a kaleidoscope of sickening pain. She probably would have dropped to her knees hadn't Damon caught her in his arms and lifted her. He watched her with something like pity in his eyes when he carried her to her bed and gently lay her down on top of the covers.

In the few seconds her body was cradled against his while he carried her she felt her muscles relax a little. The warmth from his chest and arms sipped through her clothes and felt weirdly soothing and comforting and she realised she missed his warmth the second he released her. Her gaze raised to meet his, and she noticed he hadn't completely pulled away , he was still slightly bent over her and watched her with a thoughtful look in his eyes. Her heart fluttered a little when she met his eyes and realized how close he was. He placed himself on the edge of her bed and the hand that had stayed on her shoulder after he carried her slipped down her arm before he carefully placed it on her belly. She couldn't help letting out a small sigh then, when the warmth of his hand made her muscles relax a little.

The sigh didn't miss his ears, and he gave her a small amused smirk in return. The smirk disappeared quickly from his face when he could feel her muscles contract in cramps under his hand and heard the whimpers that slipped from her mouth.

"You really need some rest Honey", he said, tentatively watching her face with the dark circles under her eyes and the wary look of her. "I'll be back in a few minutes", he said and was suddenly gone with vampire speed. She looked around confused and missed his warm and comforting touch as soon as it was gone. It's was no other thing to do than lay down and try to relax. There was now hope of falling asleep though she realized soon enough.

The moment she had decided to start pacing around her room again and was on her way of the bed, Damon reappeared in a blur followed by a small gust of air. He quickly placed something on her nightstand before he gently, but firmly pushed her back on the bed.

"Damon.. I need to move. It hurts", Elena protested feebly.

"Just lay down and relax Elena, and let the great master, that will be me, take care of your little problem

for you".

"Little..",she grunted irritably, but gasped in surprise when she saw what he had put down on her nightstand when he had entered.

"Did you bring me hot cocoa and cookies", she asked with her eyes wide in surprise.

"Of course I did. I've been around a lot longer than you Sweetheart, I know what makes a grumpy woman happy…and more willing I might add", he said with a broad smirk and a wink with his eyes.

She just rolled her eyes, to exhausted to yell or throw anything at him. And she had to admit the gesture was really sweet, whatever his purpose might be. It was a shame that she knew she couldn't eat anything right now, if she didn't want to throw up all over the bed.

Damon could sense she still was in a great deal of pain and suddenly he smirked again when he remembered something that might help her.

"You know, I might be able to help you. As I said, I've been around a long time and I know some techniques that might ease your pain a bit. Of course you can not be afraid of me touching you though"

She eyed him suspiciously, but couldn't help feel a tiny little twitch of longing for his touch. Hastily she pushed those thoughts aside and tried to answer him as harshly as possible.

"You're a bastard Damon. I guess this techniques acquires me having no clothes on and being under you "

"Not exactly, but if your offering I certainly wouldn't deny you the honour of sleeping with me". His smirk was as wide as she ever had seen it and his eyes was bright with mischief.

She was starting to get really annoyed and was about to ask him to leave again when the ache in her middle body once again intensified and made her whimper.

"What exactly was it you had in mind then?", she asked instead when her cramp eased a little. She could feel that she started to get pretty desperate for a cure for her pain, and really how awful could it be having Damon touch her. Not awful at all a small part of her whispered in her head, but she quickly pushed this part away and focused on Damon's answer instead.

"Well, I was thinking of giving you a deep tissue-massage. I might be able to lose up some of the muscles that are making the cramps that way. But I have to say, you have been kind of rude to me all night so I don't actually know if I'm in the mood to help you anymore.

Elena overlooked his last remark and made quickly up her mind, she was desperate wasn't she?

"If I let you do this, do you promise to behave like a gentleman ?"

"As I've ever acted in any other way", he said, his face lighted up with a innocent smile.

She just rolled her eyes again, and didn't bother to answer. She followed him with her eyes as he closed the small space between him and the bed, but when he started to crawl up in her bed her mouth dropped and she eyed him suspiciously.

"What do you think you are doing? Can't you just sit in the chair beside the bed?"

"Elena, you soon have to decide if you want me to take care of this or not. I said I would have to touch you right, and I need to sit in the correct position to get it right. You aren't going to go all prudish and maidenly on me now are you?"

To be honest, Elena didn't really think she had a choice anymore. It was either this or she had to go to the bathroom an throw up within five minutes, so she gave him a small nod to confirm her consent. He didn't waste any time and was soon sitting with his back against the headboard and mentioned to her to come and sit between his legs. She swallowed hard, but started to move toward him after a few moments hesitation. Before she settled her back against his chest she quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it where her back was going to touch him. The pillow weren't big enough though, and she could feel his hard chest against the mid of her back. She suddenly forgot all about that when she felt his arms wrap around her and bring her closer to his chest while he whispered softly in her ear.

"Try to relax Elena. I will make the pain go away before you know it".

She took a deep breath and tried to relax, the warmth sipping from his chest and arms made it easier than she cared to confess. Then his hands were on her belly, carefully pulling up her t-shirt until it rested right under the hem of her bra. Gently his hands travelled back to her belly, stroking the skin on their way, and then resting there to let her get used to the touch.

At the first touch of his hands she couldn't help the quick intake of air and the little shivers the small touch sent trough her body. He noticed her reaction but didn't say anything.

"This is going to hurt a little at first", he said instead, as he started a deep massage of her lower stomach.

At first she whimpered a little as the pain got even stronger while he massaged her, and she couldn't help it when her hand automatically shot up and clenched around his upper arm, fingers digging into the hard flesh of his arm.

"Shh, shh, Sweetheart, it will be over soon", he whispered soothingly in her ear while he continued massaging her with firm strokes, digging into the soft flesh of her belly.

Gradually, he could feel her muscles start to relax, and he registered with satisfaction that all her sign of pain were almost completely gone. He softened the strokes then and soon they were no more than featherlike touches with his fingertips. Suddenly he was very glad the pillow covered his crotch as he for the first time that night really took the time to feel the sensation of her relaxed body against his now that her pain was gone. The feel of the soft skin under his fingertips made him crave more, and he allowed one of his hands to travel up and down her arm and awaited Elena's reaction. When she didn't push him away, he let his other hand follow up her other arm. He started to massage her stiff neck and shoulders with firm but tender strokes, amazed that he let her continue.

Elena had never felt so good before. Just a couple of minutes after he had started massaging the horrible pain had faded away and her body was no left totally relaxed. Just when she thought she couldn't feel any better Damon started to rub her neck and shoulder which had been sore ever since the hole nightmare with Klaus had started several months ago. She could feel she was starting to get very sleepy and when Damon's hands started massaging her scalp and stroke her hair she let her head fall back on his chest.

Damon stroke her hair and neck until she was at the brink of unconsciousness, and then he gently tried to slip out from behind her. He didn't really know how she would react if she found him in her bed in the morning, and he didn't want to push his luck.

Before he had time to get free though he felt a soft hand grip his and Elena moan something that was impossible to hear even with his vampire hearing.

"What did you say Love", he whispered gently in her ear.

She leaned her head back a little and watched him with a teary-eyed look then.

"Please don't leave me Damon. I don't want to be alone. I cant stop thinking about…everything when I'm alone. Please don't go", she pleaded, watching him with her doe eyes filled with unshed tears.

"Shh, shh, Sweetheart, I'll stay right here. Just go to sleep", he whispered into her hair. Like he could ever leave her in this state, he knew how much she had hurt in the past months and if he could be to any comfort he would gladly do anything for her. Staying there in bed with her, with her soft body against his was hardly any big favour to ask from him.

Comforted by his answer she slowly turned in his arms so that the side of her body was resting against his chest. She nestled her head in the crock of his neck and placed her hand against his skin in the deep V he had left on the neckline of his button-down shirt.

He understood she needed the comfort and warmth from another persons skin so he unbuttoned a couple more buttons on his shirt and placed her hand over the place where his heart should have been beating if he was alive in the correct sense of the word. He let one hand stay over hers and let his other arm slip around her waist and pull her even closer. Then he reached out and grabbed a blanket and pulled it over both of them.

Elena was by now happily asleep, her slow steady breathing tickling his neck with every exhale. Damon lowered his head and pressed his nose into her hair, and with her sweet scent in his head he faded into sleep himself.