Chapter 2: Kitchen Talk

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I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I got the strange sensation to get up and stretch my legs. I stood up, and immediately got that dizzy feeling you get when you suddenly stand up. I wobbled a bit as I walked to the door and opened it up. I stepped out into the hallway and in my sleepy state it looked miles long.

I got the sensation to go to the kitchen and headed down. I knew there wouldn't be any human food in there, but I guess going to the kitchen in the night is a habit.

I walked down the stairs and through the hall leading to the kitchen and saw a light on. The first thought that came to mind was that Damon was still awake. I stepped through the doorway and saw him sitting on the island swinging his feet with his back toward me.

I stopped and quietly tried to turn away. I don't know why I bothered though. I knew he must have heard me.

"Trying to sneak out?" He said not turning around or making any other signs that he knew I was there.

"What? No, why would I sneak out of a place that has a comfy bed? And," I added with sarcasm, "the most charming vampire in America?"

He jumped off the counter and walked around it, closer to me, smirking.

"I always knew you thought I was charming. It must feel nice for you to admit it huh?" He said the smirk never losing its place. "So why are you down here, if, of course, you weren't planning on leaving without notice?"

"I wasn't trying to leave!" I exclaimed with a smile on my face. "I woke up and wanted to walk," I said jumping and sitting on the island beside Damon's standing form, "Why would I leave?"

"Maybe you're afraid." He said still standing off to the side of me.

"Of . . . ?" I asked slightly raising an eyebrow.

He turned toward me and put his arms on either side of me with a very serious look on his face. "Me. Ya know, killing you in your sleep." He said with just the tiniest hint of sarcasm.

"I would never be afraid of that"

"No?" he said questioningly

"No. Because I know you would never do that. I know that you'd never hurt me." I said matter-of-factly.

He looked at me for a minute, not breaking eye-contact.

"Well you're right," he said dropping his arms to his sides then standing up straight, "I would never hurt you." This time his voice was nothing but seriousness.

"So," he said, almost whispering, "do you need something? Is that why you were down here?"

"No, I really just wanted to stretch out."

"Okay well, you only slept for about an hour. So, you should go back up to bed."

"What, no witty comments about if I wanna' go to your bed?" I asked jumping down.

"No, not tonight Elena, plus," he said with his trademark smirk falling perfectly into place before he walked away backwards falling into the shadows, "you should know that offer is open to you always."

A/N So there is the chapter, I had a good idea but I think I can use it later. I hope you liked it. Check out my poll on my profile. And I would like to thank the people who reviewed or added me to their favorite story list or alert list. Thanks.

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Ideas for next chapters:

Elena dreams about Damon

Damon coming in to check on her

Elena has a nightmare

Obviously I can't really put the first and third together so tell me which sounds better.