Hello, my lovely readers. This is Damon's chapter. I hope that you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. On with the show…

Chapter 2: In the Land of Women

Grinning widely, Damon Salvatore got out of the driver's seat of his Camaro. He was absolutely sure that this was going to be a great vacation. He, unlike his younger siblings, had no problem with their all being stuck together this summer. The main reason was that, in his eyes, Stef, Care and Hales, were still kids. It was his responsibility to look out for them during their first vacation, without the parents. However, that did not mean that he did not plan on having as much fun as he possibly could. Having his siblings around had never stopped him before.

When they arrived in the small, coastal town in New Hampshire, Damon had argued with the others until he got his way. This included driving around until he finally saw a sign for a hotel with a name they could recognize. It was one of many smaller hotels owned by the Hilton family. Nothing but the best for Damon and his family. Now, they were entering the lobby and Damon strode ahead of the group.

Smiling his signature grin known to impress the ladies, Damon informed the girl at the reception desk that they would be needing four rooms, holding up and wiggling four fingers of his right hand.

"I'm really sorry, sir, but we don't have four rooms," the girl, who was his age, told him with a grimace at her computer screen.

"How about two?" Damon inquired. Now the grin was forced, but that hadn't been a problem when he tried to persuade the girls. The girl began to shake her head and Damon deflated.

"There seems to be a conference. And a wedding… And people taking their summer vacation. I'm really sorry, sir," the girl told him and Damon shrugged.

This hotel wasn't the only one in town. They would just keep driving. That was all. "Okay, guys," Damon called as he walked back over to the group, who were huddled on the other side of the lobby and looked unhappy as they glared at him. "Seems that there are no rooms at the inn tonight. So, I guess, we'll just keep looking." He walked out the front door and held it for his siblings, who were grumbling and making threats, again.

Rolling his eyes, Damon got into the front of his car and placed his key in the ignition. Driving around town, Damon went into four more hotels and got the same answer. Apparently it was the height of the tourist season and there was going to be nowhere to stay. "We should have called ahead," Caroline pointed out. She was sulking in the backseat. Hayley was glaring out the window to her left. Stefan was nodding in agreement with Caroline.

"Look. I'll find something. Just chill." Damon could feel his anger bubbling to the surface, and this was not the time or the place as their father would say. Of course, if their father were there, he would find someplace for them to stay. Sighing, he felt defeated when he saw lights coming from a medium size house. Noting the large porch, and then the sign out front in the pre-sunset light, Damon began to grin. Easing up on the gas, he pulled over and jumped out of the car. "We're here," he announced.

Damon did not care if he had to bribe who ever ran this inn into giving them rooms, he would do it, if he had to, and it wouldn't be the first time. There was no way that he and his siblings were going to sleep in the car tonight. Rounding to the trunk, Damon pulled out Caroline's suitcase that felt like it was full of bricks. "Here, Stef, be a gentleman and carry this." Smiling when Stefan gasped after taking the handle, Damon pulled out his bag, Stefan's and Hayley's, which together were not as heavy as Care's.

"Okay, I'll go talk to the owner. You three, have a nice chat on the porch like nice kids," Damon ordered the group.

"No way," Caroline protested. "We're not staying out here while you screw up the last place that we might find to sleep at."

"She's right, Damon," Stefan said.

"Whatever, I'm going to sleep in the car if this doesn't work out. I say that we can let Damon sleep on the beach," Hayley snapped, her arms crossed with an angry look on her face.

They walked into the lobby to find that there was an older woman at the desk, she might be eighty, or a hundred and fifty, for all Damon knew. She looked up and smiled, "Hello, there. Run out of places to book a room at tonight." She began to laugh as if this were the funniest joke in the world.

Damon could hear the group behind him begin to whisper heatedly and he heard a number of insults aimed his way. "Yeah, I guess we ran out. So, please, tell me that there are still rooms at this adorable place." At this point Damon would admit that he was desperate, and would stay almost anywhere.

"Yeah, there are," the woman replied. "How many do you need? Two for your friend, and your two lady friends? Or is it you and the boy, and the girls need their own room? I'm hip with how things are in this day and age." She began to cackle and Damon felt his eyes widening as his eyebrows shot up at her comments.

"No, no, no. These are my siblings," Damon told the woman quickly.

Smiling back at Damon in a way that made him want to cringe, the woman nodded. "Yes, I understand. You're, what do they call it again… Oh, yes, in the closet."

"Yeah," Damon was tired of arguing. "Very much so. Now, could we get four rooms, please?"

"Sure," the woman said, pulling down keys and then slapping them down on the desk. "That will be seven hundred a week, and nine on the weekends."

Damon frowned. He would swear that she was overcharging him, but he decided to keep his mouth shut as he pulled out his credit card and handed it to her. Glancing at the keys behind the woman, as she ran his card through the machine, he noticed something that bothered him. There were only two keys. "Excuse me, ma'am," Damon called to the woman who was whistling with her back to him, "I asked for four rooms, not two."

"Yeah, well, the problem is, honey, there are only two left. I never said that there were four. That's just what you said you wanted." Laughing again, the woman laid his card on the desk. "Have a nice night. We don't provide breakfast here during the week. That's just on the weekend, but there are plenty of places you can go to." With that she turned her back on him.

Damon could feel that he was about to explode and go off on the little, old lady from hell, but turned to face his family. Caroline and Hayley were whispering to each other as he came toward them. Neither looked happy. He figured it was about the rooming situation. "Hey, it looks like, Stef, you and I, are going to be rooming together. Ladies, here's your key, and if you will excuse me…" the words trailed off as a young woman came into the inn. "Katherine?" he breathed.

The girl looked up, her eyebrows scrunching. "Ummm… no. I'm Elena," the girl said and Damon shook his head. The girl looked to Stefan and then forced a smile. "Hey, Stefan. Small world."

"Yeah," Stefan replied, looking dazed. Caroline and Hayley looked at each other and then at Damon.

"Let's go," Caroline said quickly. "I want to see my room," she grabbed Damon's arm and Hayley grabbed the other. They were in the process of turning him around, when another brunette who looked exactly like Elena, came in with a tall, dark haired boy.

"Jer, you need to stop flirting with Elena's friends. You know they're not cool," Katherine said before she turned her head and caught sight of Damon.

"You're a really nice person, Kat. I don't think I say that enough," Bonnie Bennett was saying as she walked in to the inn behind Katherine. "Damon," she gasped, and then glared. "Looks like this really is going to be the vacation from hell, right, Lexi?"

Damon gulped as Alexia Branson came in behind Bonnie. "Shit," he muttered. That's what he needed, not one but three of his exs in this tiny, tiny house. "Shit," he repeated as his sisters, and now his brother, began to drag him up the stairs. "I'm in hell," Damon was saying as Stefan opened the door to their room and all four siblings entered, together. "How is that even possible?"

"I have no idea," Stefan said, running his hand through his hair.

"I'm going to take my bag over to my room," Caroline announced. Damon got up and came to peek into the hallway to make sure that more girls from his past did not come floating up from the floorboards or from behind corners.

Shoving her key into a lock across the hall from Damon's door, Caroline frowned when the key didn't work. Then someone opened the door. "Are you room service?" a blonde asked, pursing her lips and narrowing her eyes at Caroline.

"No, she's not. But if there's anything that I can help you with…" Damon replied as the girl began to grin at him and he felt his luck turning around.

"Bekah, is this guy bothering you?" a voice called as a young man came walking down the hall and came to stand in front of Damon, obscuring the view of the girl. The man sneered at Damon. "Oh, look, and he already has girls in his room. Stay away from my sister," the man snapped before turning to come face to face with Caroline, who was glaring. "And who might you be, love?"

"The sister of the guy that you're harassing," Caroline snapped. "He was just being friendly. But maybe people where you come from don't know about manners since your sister thought I was the maid."

"Aren't you?" Bekah asked from behind Caroline, who rolled her eyes.

Blowing out a frustrated breath, Damon stepped further out into the hallway. "Look, buddy," he said, placing his hand on the brother of the blonde's shoulder. "I didn't mean to offend you. I know what it's like to have a sister. Hell, I have two," Damon waved in the direction of Caroline, then slung an arm around Hayley when she came out the door to stand beside him.

"Is there anyone who knows where the room service is?" Bekah called from behind Caroline.

"There is no room service, sister," the brother of Bekah replied. "I'm Klaus Mikaelson." Rather than holding out a hand to Damon, he held it out to Caroline.

Caroline frowned, but held out her hand and Klaus took it, bringing it to his lips and kissing the back of hers. Oh, man, this guy had moves. Damon kept his smile in place, but he decided to keep his thoughts to himself until they got out of the hallway. "It's nice to meet you, Klaus," Caroline replied with a forced smile of her own. "Is it just you and your sister who are here?"

"Oh, no, there are more of us. My brothers, Elijah, Kol and Finn came with as well as Finn's girlfriend, Sage. And I brought my college chum, Marcel, with me," Klaus replied smoothly. "Perhaps you could come to breakfast with us, and I could introduce you to them." Smiling widely, Klaus laced his fingers behind his back.

"She can't. Damon told him. "We have plans," he said quickly. For some reason the name Sage had made him feel weak in the knees. He could swear he knew a girl named Sage.

"But it would be terribly nice if you could change your plans," Bekah called as Klaus smirked at his sister and then looked at Caroline who blushed.

"I don't know," Damon said. "We'll think about it. Have a good night."

"Yes, have a good night," Bekah replied with a grin that made Damon want to drag her into his room. The problem was his roommate. 'Oh, well. Maybe some other time,' he thought.

"Good night, Caroline," Klaus told Caroline who nodded before squeezing past Damon and back into his room.

"Where is our room supposed to be?" Caroline yelled after Damon closed the door. "I swear to God, Damon."

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Stefan, go see which lock that key fits in," Damon instructed Stefan who did not move.

"Stop telling everyone what to do, Damon!" Hayley snapped. "No one cares that you're the oldest anymore. We're all adults. I'll go find the room."

"Oh, no, you won't," Damon yelled at her as she pulled the door open and walked into the hallway.

"Watch me," Hayley called as she walked away.

"Get back here!" Damon shouted, poking his head into the hallway. "Damn it, Hayley. I'll be right back," he told Caroline and Stefan who were ignoring him and talking about something boring.

Stepping out into the hall, Damon felt his back stiffen. The last thing he wanted to do was be out in the hallway with all of these girls that he had been with, roaming it. It was like a list of his exs had decided to come back into his life at the same time. Not good. Not good at all. Continuing to walk, Damon's eyes adjusted to the darkness of the hallway. They really needed to invest in better lighting in this place. "Hayley!" he hissed into the darkness.

In all honesty, Damon had broken up most of his siblings' relationships because he knew they weren't going to work out. He had the most experience in dating and could see a mile away when there was problem that would not be overcome. Really, he was doing them a favor. Although that mainly applied to Stefan. The kid did not know how to not fall deeply in love with a girl who would not cause him to fall apart completely over when they broke up. That is why Damon had to make sure that he and Elena Gilbert broke up. She was just like her sister, and in time Stefan would have seen that… But Damon was not a patient person.

Then there were his sisters. They did not know how evil men could be. He knew because he was one. They thought he was bad, but he knew for a fact that there was much, much worse out there and that it was his duty to keep them safe from that kind of guy. That would be why he was out in the hall, searching for Hayley.

"Boo!" Hayley shrieked, popping out from a room and leaping onto Damon's back.

"Hayley, that is so not funny!" Damon yelled at his sister.

"It's a little funny," Hayley said. "Now, say cheese for the camera." Damon was blinded when someone took a picture and then his eyes readjusted to take in Caroline and Stefan who were laughing loudly at him. "See. Funny!" Hayley said, slapping him on the back as she dismounted. "Care, I found our room! Have a nice night, brothers." When Caroline entered the room, she closed the door behind her.

"That was not funny," Damon grumbled on his way back to his room.

"It was a little funny," Stefan replied, showing Damon the picture of Damon's horrified look and Hayley flashing the peace sign with a happy grin. If this was their first day, Damon was frightened to see what the rest of the vacation had in store for him.

Next time we will have Stefan's chapter.

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