AN: I do not own Vampire Diaries or Twilight.

If you guys have any suggestions, feel free to leave it in your reviews. I'm not quite sure where this story is going yet, I'm just kind of writing it as I go but I am open to input.

Elena POV

While Bella was in the shower I discreetly studied Damon, trying to figure out what was going on with him. Could it be that he finally found someone to help him move on from Katherine after all of these years? Or was he just pissed that he had met his equally arrogant female match in Bella? Stefan caught my gaze and gave me a meaningful look, telling me he was thinking the same thing. Hmm, we might have to come up with a sly plan to trick Damon into telling us what was up, as it never worked to ask him outright what was going on.

As Damon settled back into his chair with a fresh drink, Stefan spoke up. Probably to give Damon some more background on Bella. "Damon, there are a few more things we have to tell you about Bella, I'm going to do it now while she is in the shower as I can see she is clearly getting under your skin and I do not want any more incidents like the one that happened when she first arrived."

Damon rolled his eyes but remained silent, allowing Stefan to continue. "Once again I'm going to make it clear that I want you on your best behavior Damon, you don't have to like her, but I do not want any more problems. It would not be wise to go against this…" Stefan let his words trail off, probably hoping to entice Damon's curiosity.

Damon went for it hook, line and sinker. His eyebrows shot up, even if in an amused way. "Whatever do you mean dear brother?" Damon smirked.

"She is protected by a whole werewolf pack, out where she is from in Forks, Washington. I know you don't think they could do any harm way out there, but they are all just waiting for one distress signal from Bella and they will be here. They are not like the wolves we have here either, they are faster, more lethal, and the hugest wolves I have ever seen, probably around the size of a large horse. I am on good terms with them, as Bella's best guy friend Jake is a member of the pack, and I would hate for you to ruin that for me."

Damon actually looked shocked, as I had hoped he would. Bella had introduced Stefan and me to Jake awhile back and we all got along great, even though Jake was a werewolf and Stefan was a vampire. Stefan himself was nervous at the beginning because he had never come across the type of wolf Jake and his pack were before, but he quickly got over it and bonded with Jake as they both deeply cared for Bella.

"She has also dated a vampire before, a Daywalker." Stefan continued. "They were together for awhile before he ditched her, but she got herself into a lot of trouble while the relationship lasted. That is what the scar on her wrist is from, a rogue nomad vampire that her boyfriend and his family saved her from. Her ex ended up messing her up good, and she hasn't dated a single guy since. So please don't fuck with her and toss her away like yesterday's trash, even though I doubt you could get close enough to her to do that at this point. I just want to make sure you won't actively try to pursue her."

At this Damon seemed to get a little riled up. "She dated a Daywalker? Is she insane? Does she completely lack self preservation? She has got to be at least borderline mentally challenged if she would put herself in that much danger just for some guy." Damon was up out of his seat and pacing around the room. He seemed lost in the moment.

Once Damon realized the shocked expressions on Stefan's and my faces, he settled back down quickly, "I think you guys are overestimating just how much I care about this insignificant girl. I care about her as much as I would an annoying fly." Apparently Damon was trying to cover something up by reverting back to his go to arrogance. This was definitely something we would have to delve deeper into.

Stefan obviously picked up on it too, because he smirked while he said what he said next. "Well, that's good then; if she means so little then you will have no problem staying away from her. That means no angry wolf pack breaking down our door."

I heard the shower turn off upstairs and I turned to Damon, because Stefan already knew what I was about to explain next. "One more thing Damon, since Bella mentioned before she went upstairs that we were going to be breaking out the Jack Daniels, I should probably forewarn you about her behavior while drunk. She is not overly slutty, and she tends to keep enough sense about her to stay away from committed guys, but she does lose all boundaries. She becomes really touchy feely, really grabby, sometimes she takes her clothes off, which is weird because she has such a bubble up around her when she's sober. Anyways, she could hate someone and still end up in bed with them at the end of the night if she happens to black out, so just take it easy tonight and try to keep your distance from her."

Damon shrugged, as if to try and portray that he could give a damn about what I was saying, but both Stefan and I knew something was going on. At that moment, Bella chose to descend the stairs.

Bella POV

I came down the stairs feeling fresh and clean from the long, hot shower that was desperately needed after my rendezvous in the woods with Tyler. I ran a hand through my still wet hair and happened to catch Damon staring at my wrist. I wished I had put on a long sleeve shirt, as I didn't want to field any questions about the whole James incident. I hated to be reminded of it and the Cullens, and how I was thrown away so easily. I decided to attempt to get Damon's mind off the scar, and push his buttons once again, as it was extremely entertaining for me.

"To kill your curiosity, I'll answer a few questions that I know must be running through your head Damon." I said with mundane enthusiasm. I watched his eyes lock on to mine and portray several emotions at once. Was that lust I saw? I fucking hope not.

"I'm a shape shifter, because both of my parents are shape shifters. You have to be the first born of a pure shifter couple to get the gene. If my parents had had any more children, they wouldn't be able to shift. They ended up getting divorced. I didn't find out until the full moon after my 18th birthday that I was able to shift. I can shift even if it isn't the full moon, but that is just how it works. My ex, Edward, doesn't know, because I didn't know at the time we broke up what I was. My dad and I have an extremely deep bond with the local werewolf pack where we from, and It all made sense to me after I shifted the first time why my dad was so close with them. I do come home bloody and in ripped clothing often, especially if I shift into carnivorous animals. Tonight was pretty typical since my clothes usually get ruined in the change and in the hunt. Hopefully it won't be a problem since as a blood drinker; you can sympathize with my situation. I get along very well with Stefan and Elena; I hope you don't fuck this up for me." I poured myself a Jack and coke and plopped down in the chair opposite Damon. I saw a familiar emotion flash briefly across his face, longing? It was gone almost instantly and replaced with apathy.

"You seem to be mistaking me with someone who actually gives a shit Bella" Damon rolled his eyes and started reading a book he grabbed from the coffee table.

Stefan made a move to stand up but I motioned him to sit back down, Damon wasn't going to get me riled up again. "My mistake, I am so sorry for wasting your precious time." I said, sarcasm heavy in my voice. I decided to ignore him and turned my full attention back on Stefan and Elena. I downed my drink, smiled mischievously and poured another as well as one for Stefan and Elena. "Let's get this party started" I said with a wicked grin.

Damon POV

4 hours later and we were all good and buzzed, with the exception of Bella who wasn't quite at the black out stage, but was still drunker than the rest of us. They were all sitting around the table playing some drinking game while I was still in the corner pretending to read some book. In all actuality I was studying Bella. Elena had definitely been right, she was unique, and I found myself fascinated by her. I felt emotions stirring that I thought had been buried along with Katherine.

Suddenly at the table, Bella stood up and started dancing around. "Guys! Let's go for a run, I want to feel the wind at my back!"

Stefan and Elena tried to coerce Bella into sitting back down and playing the game some more. "Bella I don't think that is such a good idea, plus you already went for a run earlier, remember?" Stefan said, arm outstretched, trying to guide Bella back into the chair. "Besides, Elena doesn't run through the woods at night, it isn't safe, she is human."

Bella rolled her eyes and shimmied away from Stefan's reach. "You guys are so boring! You need to lighten up and live a little! I know I went for a run earlier, but I want to go again now, it's so beautiful out tonight!" Bella complained.

Stefan and Elena rolled their eyes and shared a look. "Let her go Stefan, it's easier than trying to make her do something she doesn't want to do. Remember how well not letting Bella do what she wants goes over? She'll be fine. Plus I'm getting tired." Elena sighed, her eye lids drooping with sleep.

Stefan nodded in agreement and picked her up to carry her upstairs, they were gone in a flash. Meanwhile Bella was at the open window, staring at the moon, seeming to have forgotten once again that I was still in the room. I watched as she crossed to the opposite side of the room, and took a running start towards the open window. I watched as she dove out our second story window with her arms stretched out in front of her. I held my breath as she shifted into a magnificent cheetah and landed on the ground with a light thud. She threw her head back and let out a beautiful roar before disappearing into the woods. It took me half a second to decide that I was going to follow her.

When I finally caught up to Bella she was in a clearing, kneeling over a mauled deer. Her naked skin glistened in the moonlight as she wiped her hand across her mouth and stood up. I took a step forward, almost as if in a trance, when her head snapped around at the sound of a branch breaking. The frontal view of her gloriously naked body was even better than the back. She was drenched in animal blood once again, her long mahogany hair in tangles cascading down her front. How gorgeous and primal she looked was the last thought to cross my mind before I lost control. I could feel my eyes growing black with lust, and I could no longer think straight. Before Bella could blink her glassy, inebriated eyes I had her up against a tree and kissed her hard.