AN: Hi everyone! I know I'm very late, and this chapter is rather short, but since it's the last two weeks of school, I don't have a lot of time to write. I hope you understand :s
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Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Daries.. It owns me!
Anna POV
Anna knew something was very, very wrong.
It was early in the morning and she was heading towards Jeremy's house. She was walking extra slow, because she wanted to postpone arriving there. She did want to see Jeremy, of course, but not the way he was right now.
It all started five days ago. Elena hadn't come home. Nobody had been concerned, she was probably staying at a friend's house and forgot to mention it. But the next day, she hadn't come home either. After calling everyone and getting no new information, Jenna called the sheriff. Elena was seventeen, and anywhere else, people would've thought she ran away. They would've told Jenna not to worry. But not in Mystic Falls. Sheriff Forbes knew the Gilberts well enough to know that Elena wasn't of the runaway kind, and she organized search parties the next day. Jenna and Jeremy had been told to wait, there wasn't anything they could do.
And that was why Anna hated arriving at the Gilbert house. Jenna opened the door but barely spoke to her, she looked tired and her eyes were red.
"They will find her, Jenna." Anna said, trying to smile encouragingly.
Jenna nodded, but then left her alone in the hallway.
Anna's stomach twisted, and she hoped that what she'd guessed wasn't true.
She climbed the stairs and softly knocked on Jeremy's door. It was left slightly open, and she could see him sit on the edge of his bed, head down. He was sitting with his back to the door, but didn't turn around to see who it was.
"Yeah?"
She entered the room and went to sit behind him on the bed. She wrapped her arms around and him and rested her chin on his shoulder.
"Hi." he whispered, placing his hand over hers.
"Do you want to be alone?" She asked softly. She didn't know how to be around him. She wanted to cheer him up, but that wasn't what he needed. And there was something she needed to tell him, but she didn't really want to.
"No, I'm glad you came." he answered, turning around. He pulled her close, and sighed.
"Jer?" She asked, her face pressed against his chest. "Do you remember when I told you about smelling Elena in my mom's car?"
"Yeah?"
"I think it really was her. And that was around the time when she… It was the same day."
Jeremy leaned back to look at her. "Caroline told me Elena left around noon, and no one saw her after that. You think she was in your mom's car after she left Caroline?"
Anna nodded.
"So, your mom gave her a ride! If she tells the sheriff where she dropped Elena off, the search parties would know where to look for her!"
Jeremy didn't get it. Anna's stomach hurt, her lungs ached as if something was wrapped tightly around her chest, and she buried her face in the fabric of his shirt.
"I don't think my mom gave Elena a ride." she said. She didn't look up to see his face.
Jeremy didn't speak for a long time, finally he said: "Then what do you think she did, Anna?" There was an edge to his voice, something she didn't like. His arms seemed to loosen around her body.
Anna shook her head and leaned back to look at him. "I don't know! Jeremy, I swear I don't know!"
He looked away and then closed his eyes. "I thought you and your mom didn't hurt anyone?"
"We don't! I mean, I don't! And I thought she didn't, either! Jeremy, I promise you, I don't know what's going on." This was exactly why she hadn't wanted to tell him. He was looking at her, his eyes hard. She tried not to cry.
Then his eyes softened and he held her close. "Of course you don't. I'm sorry."
Her body flooded with relief and she could breath again.
"Don't cry, Anna. I shouldn't have reacted like that, I trust you." He kissed her hair.
She hadn't even noticed that she was crying, but she saw the tears on Jeremy's shirt and quickly wiped them of her cheeks.
"No, I understand. You're having a hard time, I get that." She leaned against him again, liking the way his arms fit around her. Being rather small had always bothered her a bit, others of her kind often underestimated her strength. They thought of her as weak, and she always surprised them when she attacked. But when she was with Jeremy, she liked it when he held her as if she was fragile, as if he would protect her. Of course he knew that wasn't exactly the case, but she guessed that he often forgot about that. She kicked her shoes off and curled up into a ball in the circle of his arms.
"Maybe my mom did give her a ride." She said softly.
"You don't really believe that." Jeremy said, and Anna knew that he didn't either.
She shrugged. "I don't know. She's been acting weird lately. She makes sure she answers the phone and opens the mail first. There is something I'm not supposed to know. And I found this hidden away in the glove compartment of our car." She fished a small, black cell phone out of her pocket.
"That's Elena's." Jeremy said, almost chocking on his words.
"I thought so. I don't like being kept in the dark, so I searched the car. If my mom did give Elena a ride, and she left it by accident, why would my mom hide it away in a corner?"
Jeremy just shook his head.
"We'll get your sister back, Jer, I promise."
She saw him shift underneath her and pull the edge of his shirt down, showing her that she could take his blood if she wanted.
She shook her head. "You're not looking very good as it is, you need sleep, I'm not making you any weaker."
"I'm already freaking out over Elena, and I want to be sure you're alright. It's been five days."
Anna did need to feed soon, and she could use a blood bag, but she couldn't say no to Jeremy. Not now. She nodded and placed one hand in his neck, he leaned back his head and she kissed his skin before piercing it with her teeth. The small jerk his body made every time was almost enough for her to stop, but she knew that he didn't mind the pain. When stroked her hair and leaned back to lay down on the bed, her lips still pressed to his neck, she knew that she would do anything to get him his sister back.
Elena POV
Stefan was leaving. He was finally leaving. Elena knew she shouldn't think that, Stefan had been extremely nice to her, always making sure she was okay, never scaring her. And part of her liked that, it made her feel comfortable. But another part of her just hated it. It infuriated her, because no matter how nice he was, she could see in his face that he wasn't really thinking about her. His eyes always had some sort of faraway look, as if he were already focusing on the future. She knew that everything he did, was to get Katherine back. And she couldn't blame him for it. But that meant that his friendliness wasn't real, it was a way of getting what he wanted. Though she did think it was also in his nature to be comforting. And she couldn't believe that sometimes she forgot that she was their prisoner. Treating her nicely was cruel, if they were waiting for her to be killed.
That was why she liked Damon better. Just because she knew that whatever he did, it was spontaneous. He wasn't thinking about Katherine every second. He winked at her, he teased and scared her, he sometimes even tickled her when he passed her, and it was only for his own entertainment. No ulterior motives. She didn't entirely trust him, but was that even possible in her situation? No girl would trust her captors. But as long as she wasn't getting away from them, she might as well try to enjoy herself.
It was her sixth day in the Salvatore house, she and Damon were standing at the big front door, watching Stefan leave. Stefan seemed to have his doubts. Elena saw him look at her and Damon as if they were little children, trying to decide whether they were responsible enough to be left alone. Damon held the open door, slowly pushing it closed, forcing Stefan to leave. Stefan kept telling Damon to stay away from Elena, to be careful, not to do anything stupid and to call him when there was a problem.
Damon groaned. "I got it! Now, shoo!"
Elena giggled softly. She was surprised, she didn't giggle, normally.
When they heard Stefan's car drive away, Damon mouthed 'finally' at her, and she nodded, still grinning.
Damon POV
From the moment Stefan stepped outside, Elena seemed to become a completely other person. Her heartbeat quickened, her face was flushed and her eyes were so alive. That was normal, he supposed, her protector was gone, he could do to her what he wanted. But it wasn't fear which made her be like this. He remembered seeing that spark in her eyes when he teased her, when the subtle tension between them seemed to be a hum in the air. He began to get it, to get her. She was a good girl, calm and responsible, but only because she had to. People expected that form her. He couldn't wait to see who she really was.
"Are you ready?" He asked.
"Ready for what?" She frowned, a glint of fear in her eyes.
He knew she didn't trust him, she was scared, but it was obvious that she liked it. She liked it when he made her heart beat faster, when she felt as if she should flee. And he liked that side of her. He stood behind her and combed his fingers through her hair.
"To have fun." He said. "To be yourself."
"Sure," obviously trying to sound nonchalant, but not succeeding. She dropped the act and turned around, her eyes excited. "What do you want to do?"
AN: Well, I hope you liked it :) What was good? What could be better? What do you want Elena and Damon to do when they 'have fun'? Any ideas?
