First.

"NO!" I screamed out as I opened my eyes. I twisted and jerked my body around only to find that I was in the backseat of a car. I was fighting with someone's jacket that they had laid over me. I looked up and saw Damon in the front seat thoroughly enjoying my little performance. I sat up wiping my hair from my face, angry that he had witnessed that.

"I should watch you sleep more often," he said to me with a smile, "far more entertaining than anything on TV these days." I rolled the jacket in a ball and threw it at him. "Oh come on now, don't be a poor sport. I didn't make you fall asleep, you did that all on your own."

"Where are we?" I asked changing the subject. "Why are we stopped?"

"We pulled over for a minute so Stefan could make a call back to everyone and tell them that we found you. They got a little spooked by Katherine's death threats," he explained. "They were a little worried that you might not make it."

"And you? What did you think?" I asked him.

"I figured you'd kill the bitch if you ever had the opportunity. Guess I was wrong about you after all," he said.

I scowled at him. "I need some air," I told him grabbing the door handle. I pulled but nothing happened. I tried again but still the door would not open. "What the hell?"

"Child safety locks," he replied. "I've had enough of chasing you around for the last few weeks. This way I know you won't run off again. Relax. Don't you know how many women would kill to be locked in a car with me?"

"You think awfully highly of yourself, do you know that?" I asked him. "Let me out or I might just kill you."

He turned back towards the windshield. "You're not going to kill me, you like me way too much to do that," he said smugly back to me.

With that I jumped over the front console and onto his seat, my knees straddling his legs, my hand tightening around his throat.

"Do you really think this is a good time to challenge me?" He shook his head 'no' as Stefan got back to the car. He looked at both of us strangely.

"Am I interrupting something?" he asked before getting back in the car.

"No…nothing," I said as I removed my hand from his neck and climbed into the back seat. I sat brooding for the rest of the car ride ignoring the conversation in the front.