Hey guys so this is chapter two. I think its a bit longer than chapter one, but there is a lot going on here. Again I would defiantly love to hear your comments and reviews! Thanks so much those who have added this story to their favorites makes me fell like I'm not just babbling on and on. anyway enough of my rambling and on to the good and always interesting Damon/ Elena Drama!

Again I do not own the rights to Twilight or Vampire Diaries because if I did I would keep Edward and Damon all to myself!

Just a short synopsis Elena and Damon have to land in Phoenix they have three hour wait before the plane takes off and then there is a three hour delay on top of that.

The motel

I had fallen asleep just about as soon as the plane took off. I could feel Damon's warm arms around me protectively. His touch was intimate, but not in a romantic way, more of an 'it's okay, you're not alone' way.

I really needed to figure out what all this was with Damon. I really did care for him, but there is a line between friends and lovers. It's a fine line and a hard one to cross. If I do cross that line I know there is no going back. To say I didn't know how I felt about Damon or to even say I didn't feel for him the way he felt for me would be a lie. I knew exactly how I felt about him. I loved him with everything that was inside of me.

Ever since Stefan left with Klaus and became ripper-Stefan, Damon has been there for me, comforting me and protecting me. When Stefan attacked me and fed on me, when he told me and Damon that he never wanted to see me again, it shattered my heart into a million pieces. I don't know how I survived the next few weeks. It was Damon who was there for me every night that I cried; he was there telling me that everything was going to be ok, that Stefan would come around eventually. I already had feelings for Damon… how could I not? These past few weeks, Damon showed me his true colors. Damon showed me this summer that he is more than the arrogant jerk he tries to put on. He is a good, kindhearted vampire, too. He just doesn't want to admit it to me or himself.

We would be landing in Phoenix soon; there was a three hour stopover before our connecting flight to Seattle. It was pretty late but, hopefully, there would be a few places to get a bite to eat, and well I could do with a stretching of my legs. I wasn't sure if vampires ever needed to stretch their legs, but I certainly did.

I stirred as I heard we were getting ready to land. Opening my eyes, my gaze locked onto those calming, blue eyes staring back at me. I wished I could tell this man what just looking at me did to me. His looks made me want to wrap my legs around him and do crazy things to him. That would have to wait, though. I had to get through the next few days without jumping his bones. Not that I thought he would mind me acting in such fashion.

"Hey, Sleeping Beauty," he greeted softly, after I had opened my eyes.

"I thought Sleeping Beauty was supposed to stay asleep until Prince Charming kissed her," I teased dangerously.

"That can certainly be arranged," he replied, voice husky. Though, the sexy moment was ruined when he started to pucker up and pretend like he was trying to kiss me. Instead, I began to giggle. There was even an innocent smile on his face that replaced the arrogant cocky one that was usually there.

"Damon, stop it," I finally got out, laughing so hard that my side began to hurt.

"Hey, fine, if you don't want to kiss me, then don't kiss me. But just to let you know, I am one hell of a good kisser," he said, arrogance back in place. He popped a breath mint into his mouth and then he added softly. "But we both know you want to."

"Damon, let's not go there right now; let's get settled in, all right. Do we even have a place to stay?" I inquired, changing the subject.

"Not yet, but that won't be too difficult, we'll just pull an Isobel, sort of. I just figured we would buy the cheapest foreclosure and then just fix it up real nice."

"I guess that will work, we could just rent an apartment, though." I suggested.

"Yeah, we could, but who knows how long we'll be here and who's to say we won't come back someday, especially if it's a vampire town."

The plane finally landed, about thirty minutes late. Even though it was late at night Elena still needed something to eat, and I wouldn't mind a drink. It was almost three in the morning and our flight didn't leave until six. I didn't expect much to be open, but, hopefully, there would be the airport cafeteria.

Elena grabbed her bag and we walked off the plane. We decided to check that our connecting flight was still on schedule. As luck would have it our plane would be delayed until nine in the morning.

I wanted to make sure, so I asked one of the flight reps at the airline desk, "It says our flight is delayed until 9, is that set in stone? Because we're a little tired and want to grab a room to get some sleep."

"Yes sir, there is a big thunderstorm in Seattle, all our flights to and from Seattle have been delayed. I wouldn't expect it to leave until about ten."

"Ten?"

"Yes, ten. I just talked to Seattle, they are going to be leaving in the next hour that will put them here at ten and that was the flight that was supposed to leave thirty minutes ago so they will be boarding first."

"Got to love that Seattle weather…"

"Yeah, it's at least one day out of the month that all our flights to Seattle are delayed."

"Well, thank you very much, ma'am."

"Oh, its Jenifer."

"Thank you very much, Jenifer."

I grabbed Elena by the hand and we walked out of the airport quickly. We walked across the street to a Holiday Inn. I paid for a room and we headed up stairs swiftly. We got to the room and Elena set her things down and grabbed a menu from beside the table.

"Damon, I'm going to order some room service. I'm hungry, you want anything?"

"Not right now, you should get some rest, though," I told her.

"I will, but I'm hungry so I'm going to eat, first" she said, barely above a whisper even for my ears, while she was intensely looking over the menu.


I looked over the menu to see what I wanted; they had a cold cut turkey sandwich on the menu that sounded good so I called the number.

"Is room service still available?" I asked the person on the other end.

"Yes ma'am," the voice responded politely. "We are open 24/7"

"Oh, ok, well can I get the cold cut turkey on wheat, with a cup of broccoli soup?"

"Yes ma'am, anything to drink?"

"Just a sprite."

"Okay, it should be there within ten minutes, ma'am."

"Thank you," I said and hung up the phone.

"Elena, you should really get some rest," Damon urged.

"I'll sleep on the plane, and besides, I'm starving. I haven't had anything since lunch since we rushed off so quickly," I replied.

"Fine."

"So, explain this to me, we're running from Klaus and Stefan?" I questioned.

"Yep."

"So how is it, then, that they won't find you? I've seen you use that card at least three times already. You know they can trace a credit card."

"They can't"

"How is that?" I asked.

"Because, I've got very tight security on my card, and only I can see where it has been used and if, for some reason, they try to go through the police force I have compelled everyone that works on my account to not grant them access."

"Oh, ok, I guess that makes sense. "

Just then there was a knock on the door. "Room service," a muffled voice called out.

"Just a minute," I yelled.

I got up and opened the door. "Thank you." I dug in my pockets and found two bucks. "Here you go."

That was one thing about the Holliday Inn, room service was not delivered on a silver platter. It was in a Styrofoam to-go box, as well as my drink. I took it as he handed it to me and closed the door. I went to sit at the little table by the window. I opened the straw and put it in the cup and took a swallow. I quickly finished up my meal and threw the trash away.

"Damon?" I said quietly.

"Yes, Elena?" he replied calmly.

"I know I haven't sounded so grateful, but I am. I'm glad you cared enough to do whatever you had to do to keep me out of danger."

"You're welcome, Elena, but please would you get some sleep."

"I'm really not that tired, I'm kind of wired, actually. I don't know why, I didn't have any caffeine."

"Well, will you at least lie down?"

"I will, just not right now," I denied as I looked out the humongous window. For it being so late at night the roads were pretty busy; sure it was no rush hour traffic, still it was fairly busy. All the lights glowing… it was quite breathtaking.

"Elena, what are you doing?" Damon asked.

"Oh, nothing I was just admiring the city; it's quite beautiful at night, I've never been this far from home before. My parents took me and Jeremy up to New York a few weeks during the summer before I started eighth grade, it was so much fun. That's as far as I've been, and then the time you took me to Georgia, but that was about an hour closer. Now we are going clear across the country."

"Indeed, we are."

"So, what time will we get to Forks anyway?"

"Well if we do leave at ten like the flight rep said, then we will land at about one, but it will only be about eleven with the time difference and then it's about a three to four hour drive from there."

"Sounds good," I said.

"So glad I have your approval."

Just then, I started to shiver. "Wow, I really shouldn't have drank that sprite so fast, I'm really cold now."

"No, it's just Phoenix, it's a desert and it gets cold at night," Damon informed me.

"Well, I don't think the sprite helped any," I commented.

"Yeah, well, do you want some coffee? I can make you some."

"That sounds really nice, actually" I said.

So Damon went over to the sink area where the coffee pot was. I watched him as he placed the filter inside, got the water from the sink and poured it into the coffee pot. He put the coffee pot down on the burner and turned it on. Within thirty seconds you could hear the coffee beginning to brew. I walked over to Damon and put my arms around him.

"You're so warm, Damon"

"I am, indeed, that," he said, hugging me tighter.

"I hope that I can at least make a few friends."

"You? Not make friends… Elena you're like miss popularity."

"That's because I live in Mystic Falls, and I'm a Gilbert, and everyone wants to be your friend when you're from a founding family."

"That's true, but you are a fairly nice person, unlike me. I don't think you will have much of a problem."

"Damon, you can be nice, you just never want to be."

"I never want to be nice for a reason."

"Tell me why that is."

"It's easier being dark; I don't have to explain myself, and I can live by my rules."

"Your rules? You don't have any; you just do what you want."

"Elena" he grumbled. "Quit trying to make me into Stefan; I've never been Stefan, and I sure as hell don't plan on changing now."

I was taken back for a minute, "I had never intended to force what I wanted on you, I'm sorry, Damon."

"It's fine, I'm going to take a shower."

"Okay, hey do you mind if I call Bonnie? Does she know where we are?"

"You can call her, just don't tell her where we are, or where we are going. Oh and the coffee is ready, one cream two sugars, right?"

"Yeah."

So he fixed the coffee for me and then went to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. Within seconds I heard the shower running. I took a sip of the coffee; it wasn't bad considering that is was cheap hotel coffee. I then pulled out my phone and decided to text her. She could text me back whenever she got up; it was nearing five, so it wasn't even six yet over there and Bonnie would figure out how to put some spell on me from there if I called her that early in the morning. So I sat down and started texting.

Hey bonnie its, Elena, I was going to call you. I don't know what Damon told you, but I'm okay. I can't tell you anything more than that; Damon doesn't want you to know where I am. I guess that's for your protection. I love you and miss you and hope to see you again soon xx Elena.

I was going to miss them; who knew how long it would be until I would get to see them again. What if I ended up having to stay here a while and didn't get to graduate with my friends next year. I couldn't think about it. I just had to think positively, everything was going to be all right. I couldn't lose faith in that.

I was finally starting to wind down, so I laid my head down as sleep started to overcome me. Strange coffee usually made me wired, but tonight, or this morning, really, it was making me tired. Within minutes I was asleep.


I wasn't tired; I didn't actually need sleep. I just did it because it passed the time; when you have eternity the days start running together. Hell even the decades start running together once you get over a century. I got in the shower, washed off all the grime of the day and the flight. I pulled on my dark jeans and went back into the room where Elena was sleeping gently.

I pulled the covers around her and took her shoes off. I pulled on the extra shirt I brought with me just in case, not buttoning it. The sun was starting to show its presence with a mix of orange and yellow starting to appear in the sky.

I rummaged through the drinks provided and found some bourbon. I poured myself a drink and sat down to stare at the girl sleeping peacefully with no worry of Klaus or Stefan on her face. She was so beautiful; I didn't understand how Stefan could let her go. Not saying that I'm not glad he did, though.

I looked out the window again; it was a bright day in Phoenix. I looked over to her and I saw her close her eyes when she saw me. I looked at her very intently. Slowly she opened her eyes and readjusted herself and then slightly closed her eyes. I stood up walked to the other side of the bed and lay beside her. Slowly laying my head down, keeping my eyes on her.

"Why don't you let people see the good in you?" she asked, of course this is what she would ask.

Somehow she saw the good parts of me; though, ever since I had moved to Mystic Falls all I had tried to do is to show everyone I was the big bad vampire. But, of course, Elena saw what was really there, who I really was. The kind gentleman who wanted nothing more than for her to let me love her completely.

Finally, I answered her, "Because, when people see good, they expect good," he paused, "And I don't want to have to live up to anyone's expectations."

Her breathing staggered, I felt for her hand. Slowly, our fingers intertwined and I rubbed the back of her hand with my thumb, and her breathing became more uneven. I was about to say something when she got up abruptly and walked straight out of the room.

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