What if Stefan didn't come back to the house? What if Damon and Elena had a more time together that night. Set after 3x05

They sat in silence for quite sometime, with her hand in his. He glanced over at her, as she looked straight ahead. Anyone could see that she was holding back tears. He couldn't think of a reason why she shouldn't want to cry, in fact she probably needed too.

Damon's POV

I looked at her with an expression I hardly ever use, love. I care about her so much. I wont to make her forget, but I know she'd hate me for taking those memories away from her.

I needed to break the silence. "You should get some sleep. We'll worry about everything I the morning." At first I thought she was going to ignore me, but then she nodded her head. I got up to carry her again, but she insisted she was fine and could manage on her own.

I did however grab her hand once more, and when she didn't pull away I took it as a good sign. We walked up the stairs together; I wondered if she was going to sleep in Stefan's room like always. But when we got up to the top I got my answer.

Third Person POV

"Can I use your room?" She asked him in such a small voice that if he weren't a vampire, he might not have heard.

'Of course." He replied. He knew she was almost ready to break down. He was shocked she wanted HIS room though. There were others in the house, guest rooms. Sure they went all that clean, but for some reason she chose his room over all the others.

Elena's POV

I let him guide me to his room, he opened the door, and I walked in. I looked at the bed and remember when we kissed. I had so many emotions running through my head then, maybe more then I do right now. I thought that was the last time I would ever hear Damon's voice, ever be that close to him. I'm not sorry we shared that kiss, and in all honesty, I'd do it again. I'm so glad I have him here with me now, I couldn't get through all of this without him.

He was standing very close to me, I could feel the heat of his body near mine. I turned around to look at him. His eyes staring into mine. I know Caroline was right, she always is about this stuff. But I'm afraid if I admit it, if I say the words, it will mean I've given up all hope for Stefan.

"Will you stay with me?" I whispered. I knew his answer before I asked.

Third Person POV

He nodded and walked over to his closet, pulling out an old long sleeve shirt and handing it to Elena. "You can change into this if you want."

She nodded and took the shirt. That was easier then he thought, he was half expecting some comment about not wanting to wear his shirt. She left the room and came back a few minutes later wrapped in his shirt. Damon was sitting in a chair near the bed. Elena walked to the bed, and moved back the covers. As she climbed in her tears slowly started to fall from her face.

Damon's POV

I saw the tears falling and wondered if I should comfort her. She laid down, he back facing me. I guessed she was trying to hide her tears. When her tears turned to sobs I couldn't just sit and watch any longer. I turned off the light and went to her side. As I leaned in to stroke her hair she turned to me.

"Sit with me?" The look in eyes was enough to break my non-beating heart. She moved over as I climbed in beside her. I put my arm around her and she snuggled into me.

"Thank you, Damon." she whisper. All I could do was kiss the top of her head, as we sat in silence.