Hello Readers. I hope that you're enjoying this story it is my first attempt at a Delena centric fic. They are one my favorite couples. Enjoy!

Chapter 2: You Have Got to be Kidding Me

"What did you just say?" Damon could only blink as he stared at his baby brother. He must be dreaming. Stefan did not just say that Elena was his sister.

Stefan groaned. "Damon, seriously, do you have brain damage? Were you in an accident?"

Damon growled. "Look you giant human hair product. I am your brother. I am a vampire. And as soon as I get back to my own reality I am going to kick your ass so thoroughly you won't be able to sit down for a week." Damon frowned thinking. "Or at the very least an hour." His jaw dropped, when Stefan grabbed him and jerked him into the men's room.

Stefan took ahold of Damon's head and began to examine his eyes. "Are you on something, Gilbert?"

Damon shoved Stefan away from him. "Something is wrong, Stef." Damon began to pace, running his hands through his hair. "I don't know who did this to me but this is all wrong."

Stefan leaned against one of the walls. "I suppose you might have gotten hit in the head a few too many times out there on the field but you need to calm down."

Damon growled and slammed his hand into one of the sinks. "Ow, damn it. Ow. Stef. Oh, I think I just broke my hand."

Stefan came over to Damon and took his hand. "Tell me if this hurts." Stefan began to touch Damon's hand before he screamed.

"Ahhh. God. STOP TOUCHING IT. PLEASE. STOP TOUCHING IT." Stefan nodded as Damon screamed. He took his wrist and bit in. Damon looked at Stefan's bleeding wrist. There was a time that the sight and smell of blood would have had him sucking at his brother's wrist but the smell was nasty.

Stefan groaned. He grabbed Damon by the neck and jerked him forward. Stefan jammed his wrist into Damon's mouth. Damon resisted but after a moment began to drink. "Okay, buddy. That's enough." Stefan pulled his wrist away and walked over to the sink. He wiped his wrist and then gave Damon a towel to wipe his mouth with.

Damon sighed. "This being human thing is going to take some time to get used to."

Stefan turned to Damon. "So, let me get this straight. You think you're a vampire and that you're my brother. Seriously, Damon. I have never heard something that strange in my entire life."

Damon chuckled. "Why don't you try being in my position. The last time I saw you, you were making out with Elena."

"I was what?" Stefan stared at Damon his eyes wide with shock. "No. That is my sister. Dude. That is sick."

Damon frowned at his reflection. His face had a rosy pallor. He had forgotten what it was like to see his human face. "Well, in my world you and Elena are deeply in love and do it like rabbits."

Stefan gagged. "Do not tell Elena that or she will rip your head off. Or she'll rip your guts out. Or she'll rip your -."

"Okay, I get it." Damon rolled his eyes. "I will not tell Elena that you and she do the nasty." Damon leaned against the sink. "So, what's vampire Elena like."

Stefan smirked. "In a word. Mean."

Damon scoffed. "Elena Gilbert is mean."

Stefan shook his head. "No, I don't know Elena Gilbert. Elena Salvatore is a bitch and she's crazy."

Damon frowned. "So, she's like Katherine."

Stefan blinked at Damon his face twisting in confusion. "Katherine who?"

Damon sighed. This version of Stefan was denser than his real baby brother. "Katherine Pierce." Stefan continued to look confused. "Used to go by Katerina Petrova. She sired both of us … Well, I suppose she sired you and Elena."

Stefan shook his head. "I've never met a vampire by that name. Elena and I were sired by a man."

"What?" Damon yelled, his eyebrows shooting upward.

Stefan rolled his eyes. "Elena met this guy named Leonardo. He seduced Elena and became my closest friend before our father found out. One of the last things that Leonardo did was that he turned me and Elena."

Damon thought about this new information. "So, this guy … Where was he from?"

Stefan replied. "He was from Italy."

"Hmm … and he wouldn't happen to look like anybody that we both know …" Damon narrowed his eyes and he watched Stefan's reaction.

Stefan shrugged. "Of course, he doesn't look like anyone we know. Why would he?"

Damon walked over to Stefan so that they were mere inches apart. "Because in my world Elena is a doppleganger. She looks exactly like our sire, Katherine. … So, I'm thinking that if I traded places with Elena then that means that this Leo guy probably looks a hell of a lot like me. Or I should say that I look a lot like him." Damon watched Stefan clench his jaw.

Damon growled. "Damn it, Stef. You can't lie to me. I have known you since you were born."

Stefan frowned. There was no way that Damon should know that he was lying to him. "Hey, Damon. Can I look at your wrist to make sure it's all healed up?" Damon shrugged. Stefan grabbed him by the back of the head. "We did not have this conversation. You needed to go to the bathroom. You did not even see me today. You will go back to your nice little human existence until I figure out what is going on. Do you understand me?"

Damon looked back into Stefan's eyes. "Yes, I understand." Damon blinked, rapidly. He had thought that there was someone else in the room with him but he must have been hallucinating. After yawning and washing his hands he headed back into the hallway.

Caroline Forbes came striding over to him. "Damon, you stood me up last night. Explanation. Now."

Damon rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry, Care. Something came up." For some reason he couldn't think of what that something was but it must have been important if he missed a date with Caroline.

"Something came up. Seriously, Damon. Ugh." Caroline turned around and strode off in the other direction.

Damon chased after her. "Care. Care, come on. Wait." He grabbed her by the arm and turned her around. Placing an arm on either side of her waist he pulled her to him. "Caroline, I love you. You know that. Now, please don't be mad at me."

Caroline pouted. "Fine, but you have some serious making up to do, Gilbert."

"I know." Damon smiled as he leaned down to kiss his girlfriend on the lips. "And I will be happy to take you to the Falls and make up for it over and over again."

Caroline giggled as Damon began to kiss her neck. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. "Hold that thought." Damon told Caroline as he pulled his phone out. "Hello, Damon Gilbert's phone."

"Damon, this is Elena Salvatore. I was wondering if you were busy this afternoon after school. I really need to speak to you." Damon frowned. Whenever Elena contacted him someone got hurt or someone had already been hurt. However, it was never a good idea to ignore her. She would find him, anyway. "Yeah, sure I can meet you after school."

Caroline frowned. "What was that about?"

Damon smiled down at her. "Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about. Now, where were we?"

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Love,

LL