Chapter 3

Disclaim : I do not own Vampire Dairies. Or any songs, movies or artists or phones or phone applications I refer to in this fanfiction.

Author's notes

Some of the Characters in this story is truly fictional and are not related to Vampire Dairies, They are just mentioned as place holders.

Elena's POV

As soon as I get it I pull it out. I had 2 missed calls from Caroline and one from Jeremy. I dial his number and he answers on the second ring.

"Jeremy Hallo." I wish he could just greet you like a normal human being.

"Hey Jer, you were looking for me?" I ask into the phone as I start to nibble on a piece of beacon.

"Yeah you're not home yet, so just checking up." He was such a big brother sometimes. But I couldn't tell him that I was in my bosses house busy eating breakfast after he fucked me seven ways to Sunday.

"We got a little plastered last night so I crashed at Caroline's place." I say popping a piece of toast in my mouth.

"Okay, I'll see you later I need to go gym." I nod my head as I roll my eyes.

"Okay Jer, see you later love you." I reply into the phone before ending the call. Next I dial Caroline's number, when she doesn't answer her cell I phone her work phone and it is answered by a very groggy voice.

"Ford Dealership, Caroline speaking, how can I help you?" she asks into the phone and I almost want to laugh at her because she sound like a truck hit her.

"Hey Care." I say.

"Elena! Where did you and Mr Hotty disappear to last night?" she asks and I think of what I should tell her. I think that my boss wanted this on the down low so the less I spoke of it, the better it would be right? Right.

"A how are you would be nice but since you want to know he took me home." I lie.

"Liar. I saw a policeman drive your car this morning from the Grill." Shit how the hell was I going to explain this?

"Yeah I forgot my purse in his car. Like Care it's no big deal he only took me home. That was it. Please just don't tell anyone please." I plead not really wanting to spill the beans.

"Why?" she asks a bit more serious.

"Cause Care he's my new boss and it would ruin both our reputations if people knew." I say giving out a bit more information then I was supposed to.

"He's your new boss!?" she exclaimed and I shy away from my phone.

"Yeah. So please keep it a secret." I try to sound demanding but I fail dismally.

"Okay." Came her short and quick answer. "Listen Elena, I went home with your friend Klaus last night. And OMG he's a stud and a gentleman and I really like him could you maybe talk to him see what he thinks about me?" she asks all too excited. I mean seriously this was Klaus the slacker and she liked him by just spending a night with him, what was wrong with the world.

"Okay, but I got to go. Chat later okay?" I ask as I hear footsteps and rush to end the call cutting Caroline off before she had a chance to say goodbye.

The footsteps came closer and closer and it was too heavy to be the maid so I looked to the door in anticipation. When Stefan enters he smiles at me and I start to blush because I know how this looks. I'm sitting here half naked eating breakfast and he obviously can put two and two together. I was fucked.

"Morning Elena." He greets as he walks to the counter taking out two cups and placing them down before pouring coffee into them. He turns towards the fridge and pulls out the milk before he takes the cups and move to me placing one cup in front of me and the other one remains in his hand. He looks to the corner and retrieves the sugar before placing it next to me as well.

"Hi…" I say a bit awkwardly.

"It's weird having a woman in the house besides Dora." He states sitting down across from me. I raise a brow at him in confusion.

"I'm not sure I know what that means and I think it's not my place to know." I say as I start eating again.

"Oh, no offense. It's very, very unlikely for Damon to bring a girl home, in fact you're the first one since he started at the police about 3 years ago." What the hell was he trying to say?

"Okay…So he usually sends them home after he fucked them or they just never come to his house?" I say a bit sarcastically but Stefan just raises an eyebrow.

"He never brings them home." He replies taking a sip if his coffee.

"Oh, well not like that's gonna happen again. I mean this is probably a onetime thing and I barely know him so I'm not one to judge if he is like you say." I say and take a sip of the coffee almost choking at the strong aroma of it. How the hell did he drink this shit.

"Maybe, maybe not. I don't really know what he sees in you. You're not what he usually wants." He replied and was almost thrown with a coffee mug with very hot coffee in it. What I wasn't his type!? What the fuck how rude. My phone starts to ring and I don't know the number but I hit the answer button just not to reply to Stefan and his crude comment.

"Hallo, Elena speaking." I say into the phone glaring at the younger man across from me.

"Elena! It's Klaus you need to put on the news right away on channel 7." I frown, where the hell did he get my number? But I start to look around but I couldn't see a television.

I turn towards Stefan biting the inside of my mouth before I take a deep breathe. "Do you have a television?" I ask holding my cell to my chest and Stefan frowns at me as he stands up and starts to walk towards the hallway. I follow him suite and soon we enter a living room. He takes the remote and switches on the 60 inch television. "Channel 7 please." I say and put the phone to my ear again as I watch the monitor. "What's going on Klaus?" I ask as I watch a house I know too well being surrounded by police officials.

"Call me back on this number after you watched it." He states and I end the call without another word as myself and Stefan watch the monitor silently.

"Earlier this morning when neighbours heard shouting they didn't respond but after 9 shots were fired they called the police for assistance. As soon as the police arrived on the scene they found that local, Katherine Pierce had been murdered in cold blood. We spoke to the Station Commissioner Brigadier Damon Salvatore and this is what he could say so far." On the screen now was Brigadier Salvatore in his full uniform and I almost fainted at the sight but this was pretty serious and I needed to stop fantasizing about him in his uniform and pay attention.

Katherine Pierce was the Secretary to the Station Commissioner at the police station. She was pretty good at her job and to spread her legs but this was an inappropriate time to talk about that. "It saddens not only me but the station that we lost our Secretary. I only worked with Miss Pierce for a few days but she will be missed and we are currently investigating a murder docket. If you have any possible information that might be helpful please contact the station and ask for Col Michaelson." His eyes were hard as he spoke into the camera but I guess that it had to be done.

Let me tell you a bit about Katherine Piece. She was a total slut and she slept with whoever to get what she wants. She was 21, only a few months older then myself. We both were recruited at the same time at the same level, she got the secretary post and I was an admin clerk, within 2 years she was promoted 4 times to senior secretary and everyone knew why but we just kept our mouths.

She was a beautiful woman and had all the men eating out the palm of her hand. She has been dating Col Elijah Michaelson on and off ever since he got divorced from his wife because he was cheating on her with Katherine. If anything, she was the fucking little home wrecker.

But I didn't wish she was dead, anything but that. I look towards Stefan who doesn't even seem surprised as he stared at the monitor. "Did you know her?" he asks and I turn back in time as they display a picture of her from high school.

"Yeah, we went to high school together." I reply. We hadn't been friends back then either. But we acted civil towards each other.

"Sorry for your loss." He states as he turns towards me and he looks me up and down.

"I don't think it's a loss." I reply as I turn on my heel and start to move back to the kitchen where I try to finish my breakfast. Stefan follows me and it feels like he is a shadow and he keeps on following me which really irritates me. "Elena what do you do for a living?" he asks sipping on his coffee from opposite the table.

"Admin clerk at the Police Station." I reply trying my best not really to get involved in a conversation with him.

"Really strange, Damon doesn't usually fuck his staff nor bring them home." He replies and I had it. I was about to throw him with a fork when I look up to glare at him.

"What? You don't think he can change his mind on what he wants? I mean I change my mind all the time. And what, do I not live up to your standards? I'm not a bleach blonde with 4 inch heels, D-cups in tack and a skirt barely covering my pussy?" I exclaim and at this he smirks at me like I am absolutely crazy.

"Yeah you just explained the girls Damon usually go for so I do not fucking understand why he would go for a plain girl like you." He replies and that's it. I grab my purse and phone as I make my way out of the room.

I have been insulted before and degraded but this; this was a really low blow for my self-steam. How could that little twat just say that to me? Like I'm just not good or pretty enough, oh wait cause Caroline is… Fuck the Brigadier and his little cunt of a brother. I rummage through my purse for my car keys as tears now start to well up in my eyes. As I find them I move to what looks like the front door and swing it open, I am almost blinded by the light of the sun but I hide behind my arm and look around until I find my car.

I rush over to it and get in, locking the door and putting on the safety before pushing the key into the ignition and started it. I had no clue where I was but I drive out of the drive way and drive around until I find a road that I know and I make my way towards home. I hit the steering wheel out of frustration as I look into the mirror and see that my eyes are red and that the tears are waiting there. Fucking men!

As I reach my house I get out rushing to lock it and to open the front door. I hope Jeremy isn't here cause I wouldn't know how to explain this to him even if I tried. Me all teary eyes with only my bosses shirt on. I rush to my room and slam the door behind me as I place my purse on my vanity and my phone on my bedside table. Fuck this, I am going to sleep. And that is just what I did, I took out my medication from my second drawer and took my medication maybe an extra calming tablet to calm my nerves and I gulp it down with water.

I plop down on my bed with my arms behind my head. I open my eyes and look at the ceiling that I know all too well. Now I remember the reason why I'm single. Yeah men are fucking assholes. They only need a hole to put their dicks in when they deemed it fit.

My phone rings but I ignore it all together as I wait for the medication to kick in and a few minutes later I was snoring peacefully without a care in the world. Fuck both Damon and Stefan Salvatore. Boss or not. Fuck him.

"Elena…." I hear my name but I only turn on my side and snuggle further into my comforter. "Elena…" I hear a bit louder this time. I open one eye to see that my room door is cracked open and Jeremy is staring at me.

"What Jeremy!" I almost yell as I sit up stretching my arms above my head and soon I start to rub at my eyes.

"I got to leave and there's someone in the living room waiting for you…" Jeremy nervously states and I frown at him my one eye still closed as I try to focus.

There was someone in the living room waiting for me? Huh if it's Caroline I am so kicking her ass. "Yeah, yeah go. I'm up, I'll be out in a few." I murmur as I look around and I see that it's 16:39PM. Why the fuck would somebody wake me at this godly hour? I mean seriously. I look to Jeremy. "Why are you here?" I ask a bit surprised to why my brother wasn't at work yet.

"I had to come and get something. Get your ass out of bed." He replies a bit irritated and I just let a yawn escape my throat as I swing my legs over the bed's edge and he leaves the room shutting the door behind him. I focus my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. I was still wearing the dress shirt that my boss had given me this morning. But there was only2 buttons hooked that kept the shirt from sliding open revealing myself. I look around and then rise and walk to my vanity, pulling out a pair of panties, quickly pulling them on as I run a hand through my hair.

It was most likely Caroline that was here but then again Jeremy would let her into my room which I didn't doubt. I half shuffle down the hall not really in the mood for any visitors. I pass Jeremy's room and the bathroom and as I walk into the living room my eyes meet ice blue eyes and I stop all movement as I look at the Brigadier.

He is in his full uniform sitting on my couch and he has a package in his hands. He slowly rises from the couch as his stare is fixed on mine. "Brigadier Salvatore…" I breathe suddenly feeling very self-conscious as I look down at myself. The two buttons at my breast were done and it revealed everything from my ribcage downwards open, even my oh so lovely panties. "Shit sorry!" I say as I desperately tried to close the shirt but it only left the Brigadier smirking.

"Elena…" he states turning towards me with his lopsided grin making my knees weak. "You know I did see more than that last night right?" he asked and this only made me blush even more. I could not explain how embarrassing this was.

"That was last night… this is right now." I reply looking down gulping.

"Now your shy?" he asks as he extends his hand towards me but I ignore it as I walk past him to the other couch and sit down crossing my legs ensuring that everything he saw last night could not be seen now

"Get to the chase, okay? Why are you here?" I ask a bit irritated now by the man who slowly sits down his expression cold and hard.

"You seemed to forget something at my house this morning so I brought it to you." He replied as he hands me the package. I take it with shaky hands and then look inside. Of course it's my clothes. How could I forget that?

"Thanks." I reply placing the package to the side and I stare down at the ground.

"Why didn't you stay for lunch?" he asked and I barely remember the little note he had left with the shirt.

I gulp not really sure if I should tell him the truth but just thinking about it made my blood boil. "You brother informed me that you don't usually fuck your staff nor take them home with you. So I did what any other one night stand would do and took the walk of shame home." I reply irritated that his brother got on my nerves without even trying.

"It's true, I don't normally fuck the staff." I glance at him and his demeanor is cool and calm and un-affected by my statement.

"And you won't again. I'm not always easily offended nor do I normally chase my boss out of my house but could you leave." I say as I stand up and he raises a brow at me clearly amused. I roll my eyes and pull his shirt from my body giving him a clear view of my chest before throwing the shirt towards him. "Don't let the door hit you on your way out." I say as I take the package and I make my way towards the hall towards my room.

Sometime after that I did hear the front door open and close and I assume that he left. Which was good. Actually great. How could I have been so stupid to think that this was anything more than a one night stand? A man as godly as him would never go for me. Not get into something serious. Not in this life or the next.

I could just imagine him with his busty blondes surrounding him and him smirking. Because he was a high ranking officer, some body to be paid more than they really deserve, right, they have many more rights than us mere mortal humans. Somebody like him would never be interested in me because he could get anything he fucking desired.

I know it was a waste of time to think of this any further or to be angry but every time I thought of work or anything my blood would just boil and I would get so angry. Fuck him. Fuck him and his twat little brother. I was nothing to them and they were nothing to me. I would not waste my time.

I spent the whole weekend in a foul mood just because of one prick and as Monday rolled around I got up a bit later than usual. I pulled on a shirt that showed just enough cleavage for any man to be affected, I paired it with a very short skirt which reminded me of our high school cheerleading skirts. I tuck the shirt in and pull on some heels to match. If I didn't feel good about myself the only way was to get a bit of attention from the people who worked with me. Nothing like a morning cat whistle from the Client Service Centre (CSC) that wouldn't cheer me up.

The drive to work was quick as usual and when I entered the front doors of the police station I couldn't help the evil little smile that was now on my lips. "Looking good Gilbert." I hear Constable Whitlock shouts in his all too sexy southern accent. I just turn my head and wink at him. I climb the first set of stairs and start to walk down the hall towards my office. I don't even glance towards the Station Commissioners office as I pass it. I walk into my office at 07:05AM and sit down powering up the computers.

First thing is first, make sure that my lip gloss is on. Secondly sit around and wait for work to fall into my lap… I waited and waited and waited and at 07:25PM I decide to get up and book on duty in the leave office. The compliments from my co-workers overflows and I smile and thank them as I make my way to the boardroom to stand morning parade.

"Elena…" I hear Colonel Forbes call me and I turn towards her voice. She's in her office. I take a few steps into her office and she looks up smiling. "Close the door behind you." She instructs and I do as I am told and then I take a seat opposite her as I cross my legs and place my hands in my lap.