IV.

It was Monday morning and he was still feeling a slight touch of the hangover he had gotten from Saturday night's activities. It was typical for him to have a two-day hangover although you'd think he would be accustomed to the alcohol by now. It was no secret that drinking was a recurring thing for him. He ignored the constant throbbing in his head thought because today was the day. Today was the day that he had an appointment scheduled with Ms. Elena Gilbert. God her name made her even sexier. He already had the entire appointment practically planned out. He had to take a few samples of her blood and just some other mandatory procedures that he did with every patient. It wasn't exactly the circumstances he would hope for to get to know somebody but he did it with all the other women and they seemed to like it. He toyed with their emotions when they were the weakest and most vulnerable, what better time to latch onto the perfect catch?

He began daydreaming about everything he could do to her and how he would do it. She didn't seem like the typical, wham bam thank you ma'am kind of girl so he probably wouldn't be able to seduce her with just his charm alone. A simple coffee would probably work best, considering it would take him a while to build her up. The coffee would grow to a café which would go to a dinner and then voila, anybody knows what happens after dinner. One too many drinks and an unforgettable lay.

He heard a knock on the door, the same knock he had heard a week from today. He started feeling giddy wondering what his eyes would rest upon when she opened that door.

"Come on in," Damon called. She opened the door and walked in just as graceful as if she were floating instead of walking. Her hair was softly curled today, and the curls bounced with each step she took. She was wearing a pink lipstick that made her lips look so full and welcoming as they curled up into a teeth-showing smile. Her make up was simple yet alluring, especially with those dazzling brown orbs. Not that she needed any make up, he sighed to himself.

She kept walking toward him—toward the chair he motioned her to sit in. He took no time to sex up the rest of her body with his eyes. They trailed down her long, slender neck towards her chest which was on display for him. She was modeling a sapphire blue lace blouse that had ruffles at the chest which dropped in the form of a sweetheart neckline. The shirt was tucked into black dress pants. Really tight dress pants. She looked astounding but he moved his eyes back to hers before she could notice what he was doing.

"Good morning Dr. Salvatore," She greeted whilst sitting down in the chair in front of him, placing the green jacket that was in her hands on the armrest of the chair.

"Good morning to you as well, Ms. Gilbert." He smirked.

"Oh please, call me Elena from now on." She insisted.

"Only if you call me Damon," He retorted.

"I think I can manage that." Perfect, they were on first name basis already.

Now it was her time to size him up, to be blunt. She quickly glanced at him from across the desk, only able to see from his waist up. His hair was neat but yet shaggy because of its length and it swept across his forehead in all the perfect ways to really accentuate his features. His eyes got her every time. Well the two times so far, she's been mesmerized by them. He was clean shaven, showing up his perfectly chiseled jaws which probably were his best feature. She looked lower to discover that he had nothing more than a simple navy button up shirt on but he had the very top button undone making the outfit so much sexier.

She begun contemplating telling him she had seen him at the pub but she decided against it, not wanting to sound like a stalker nor somebody interested in his life. She was of course, but why would she let him know that?

"Great," Damon finally said before clearing his throat. "How was your weekend?"

Elena was caught off guard when he started making small talk. "Um… it was fine." She said, trying to leave it at that.

"Yeah? What did you do?" He asked, pushing her further wanting to know.

"I worked for most of it. On Saturday I went out for a little bit and then on Sunday my brother and I ordered Chinese and watched a movie," She chuckled a little, whilst tucking a strand of hair behind her ear with her pinky capturing Damon's attention.

She looked so cute when she did that, it was almost like she was smirking although she seemed to be really nervous. Maybe that's what she did when she was nervous.

"Sounds like a typical weekend for you then," He stated.

"Sort of," She giggled. "I always work on weekends, and I'm always with my brother because he lives with me but I rarely go out."

"Why's that?" He asked, interested.

"I don't know," She shrugged. "I usually go to the bar by myself after work mostly just for a quick drink after work every now and then. I usually sit and chat with Bree but—" She cut herself off. Shit. She said Bree's name. He had to know that's the bar she had been at Saturday night. And he did, he caught on. As soon as she said that, his eyebrows shot up and he looked surprised.

"Really?" He asked. "I was at Bree's Saturday night and I didn't see you. If I had I would've came and had a drink with you." He smirked.

Elena wanted to say 'yeah well it would have been hard to notice me when you were too busy trying to get laid' but she bit her tongue and refrained from saying that because, well. He was her doctor after all, and that would be very inappropriate. Instead she attempted to make him feel bad.

"I was up at the front of the bar, talking to Bree the entire time. I was in plain sight the whole night," She laughed but it was sort of stern, she had spunk. He liked that.

"I'll have to be sure to keep an eye out for you the next time I'm there," He winked.

"Guess so," She said, seeming uninterested even though she was interested. "So… what exactly do you have planned for me today?"

"Well…" He began, flicking through her chart work. "I have to take your blood work again because a couple of samples need to be done for different tests and I just got to do some normal appointment stuff. Check your heart rate, breathing rate, temperature, etc etc. All fun stuff." Damon rolled his eyes but chucked ever so slightly. "It shouldn't take too long."

"That's a shame," Elena said, mentally kicking her ass as soon as she'd done so. What the hell did she just say that for? Now he was definitely going to think she was into him.

"Really Ms. Gilbert—I mean, Elena" He corrected kind of smirking because of her little statement. Clearly she hadn't meant to say that, it was only a matter of time. The Salvatore charm was working already. "Most of my patients are more than happy to hear that their appointment will be very short."

She was at a loss for words; she had absolutely no idea what to say. She tried to think of a way to twist it around, but ideas failed her. "This is one of the nicer hospitals I've been to..." That was probably the worst way she could have went with the conversation and it earned a snort from Damon. "What could possibly be funny about that?" She asked, folding her arms.

"You don't want your appointment to end because you like the hospital? Come on 'Lena, if you're going to lie at least you can attempt a better one than that. If it's me keeping you here, all you had to do was say so." He winked at her, causing her to turn the brightest shade of red. It was only a matter of time for a cocky remark to come out of his mouth and he knew that, he just thought it'd be later than this. Hopefully she wouldn't think too badly of him.

"Damon… Dr. Salvatore, you're my doctor. Even if that was keeping me here, it isn't allowed." She chucked, still very nervous.

"Maybe so." He leaned forward getting as close as he could to her while sitting behind his desk and whispered very quietly. "But that isn't going to stop me" He leaned back slowly, reading her face as her cheeks got brighter and her expression went from stern to sort of sexy.

"Oh Dr. Salvatore, you're a work of art." She said, smiling but rolling her eyes.

"Damon" He hissed. "I told you to call me Damon. I mean… Dr. Salvatore's too formal." He laughed.

"I could call you Dr. Space Cadet. That is after all your real name, isn't it?" Elena let out a sigh of relief. The awkward-tension-part of their conversation subsided and it was back to giggles and jokes.

"Yes, yes it is." He said proudly. "But, I much rather prefer Damon. It's sexier." Damn, he didn't let go very easily did he?

"Okay then, Damon," She purred the syllables off her tongue seductively trying to use some of the 'spark' she was told she had. If he was going to flirt with her, the least she could do was flirt back. "I'll call you Damon from now on, just stop hitting on me every five seconds."

His mouth shot open. "I'm offended," His hand flew to his chest. "I am not hitting on you Elena, god" He said that louder than he should have causing Elena to have a heart attack.

"For God sakes Damon, keep it down. Somebody might here you and get the wrong idea." She whispered viscously.

"That's the fun part..." He winked again.

"You're unbelievable…"

"I know." He said, not even getting her time to finish her sentence.

"Not in a good way!"

"Even better."

"Ugh." She groaned. "How about the tests? This appointment will end up being long if we don't get started."

He cleared his throat standing up. "Right. Follow me".

It was around quarter to eleven, their appointment had last a little over two hours which wasn't long considering all the 'normal procedures' Damon had to do. They took five little vials of blood from her, which scared her but Damon reassured her that everything would be fine once she got some food and drink into her. He took her to the canteen and bought her milk and biscuits, needing to feed her something with sugar and vitamins in it. They made small talk for the duration of her appointment; he hadn't made any more witty or flirty remarks which made Elena happy. She didn't know how to respond to him, her mind stopped working whenever he showed interest in her. But even though he didn't say anything, his eyes said it all. Little moments like the one where he was taking her pulse, he would stare at her so intensely with those eyes that it felt like he could see every nook and cranny of her soul and his eyes were screaming desire. That she could she but that she brushed off.

They were back in Damon's office now, and she was getting ready to leave, putting her coat back on.

"Let me take you for coffee," Damon insisted out of nowhere which actually really startled Elena. She didn't think he would go as far as asking a patient out. Sure some harmless flirting but this. Wow.

"I shouldn't." She said uneasily.

"Why not?" He asked. "It's just a coffee."

"It may be just a coffee, Damon," She smirked. "But it isn't allowed and quite frankly, I'm busy."

"But I didn't even tell you when," He shot his arms in the air before running his hands through his hair, which was now messier than normal.

"I'm always busy. Until next time, doc," She shrugged before turning on her heels and walking out the door leaving a rejected and shocked Damon. What the hell did just happen? Shocked and rejected? He had never experienced those two in his life!

Damon was speechless, not that his words would be heard anyway but that never happened. That was the very first time that a woman of any time had ever blown Damon off and it kind of hurt, if he would be honest. Rejection wasn't good but it wouldn't stay like this. No. Damon was going to try all he could now to get her attention. She was surely going to be worth it, she was probably just playing hard to get. But he would get her. It was only a matter of time.

As Elena pulled into her driveway she was still smirking, still pleased with herself for doing that. Of course she was going to say no! After what Bree had told her, she knew he was just after her for the sex. And who would she be to sleep with her oncologist? That's right… her cancer doctor. Although to be honest, she had truly forgot what her appointment was about. Damon made it so effortless, so carefree and so interesting. Their eye contact made her not able to think about anything else but him so it left her mind reeling, not able to think about the cancer but here she was. Walking into her apartment, thinking about her cancer. That didn't last for long though because she fell to the floor as she as she stepped inside, clutching her chest trying to regain her breath. What was happening? This was the first time it had ever happened. Elena wasn't able to catch her breath; it was like the wind was permanently knocked out of her. She managed a short wheezy huff and puff every few seconds but it wasn't enough. She crawled toward the kitchen, to retrieve an emergency puffer that she hoped would solve the problem. As she barely managed to stand up and grab it, she took three deep breaths with it, and it helped a little bit but her chest was still very tight and she could only breathe in about halfway.

She took a couple more breathes using the puffer but when it showed no help, she tossed it on the counter and reached for her phone, dialing the one person she counted on.

"Jer" She whispered.

"Elena, what's wrong?" He demanded.

"I can't breathe, Jer." She wheezed. "There's something really wrong."

"I'm on my way there right now, I'm at the supermarket." He ended the call abruptly. Elena was so thankful for her brother. Hopefully he would hurry.

After pouring herself a glass of water with very shaky hands, she attempted to make her way to the living room. Her breathe half back. But just about ten feet from the couch, it left again completely. Leaving her unable to do anything but inhale pointlessly. She came to a halt and remained like that for what seemed like minutes trying to breathe, her hands getting shakier and shakier by the second as her mind slowly began caving in, the blackness beginning to consume her. "No!" She whispered knowing full well what was about to happen but before she could think of anything else, she collapsed on the floor, passing out. The glass of water shattering beside her, its content going all over the floor.

She stopped breathing for a few seconds and then her lungs finally kicked in and began breathing while she was unconscious lying on the floor.

Jeremy rushed in five minutes later, glancing around before he seen her body motionless on the living room floor.

"Elena!" He cried, rushing over to her.

AN/: Thanks for all of your attention towards this story, I'd like to personally thank each any every one of you :) I'm sorry for my late update but with exams and all it was nearly impossible to update.

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