Chapter 4

The burning rays touched Damon's face, descending downward until it enveloped the bed in an angelic glow. The warm rays bathed both of them in golden light, causing a smile to tug at Damon's lips. He looked at Elena who was sleeping peacefully next to him, thinking about everything that had happened through the past few days. He got send to the past, met a much younger version of Elena, and killed that no good scum John. He wondered how the Elena in his time was doing and if she missed him, glad he was gone, or maybe a little bit of both. He would have to get back to the present to find out, or he could call that witch that got him sent her in the first place. As mad as he was at her, he couldn't help but feel grateful that she did this. He had gotten to protect Elena from nearly getting run over by a car, from John, and from all the other bad things out there that threatened her existence.

Elena stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes, blinking a few times before she could get her focus. She looked over at Damon who cracked a smirk. "Good morning beautiful."

Elena stared at him with wary and guarded eyes. The memories from last night were hitting her hard, making her slightly scared of Damon. Damon saw the look she was giving him and sighed. He knew this wouldn't be as easy as he hoped. He knew it was going to take effort to build her trust back up, but atleast she didn't hate his guts.

"Where Mama?" Elena whined softly at Damon.

"In her room." he replied, opening his arms up to her. Elena ignored it and slid off the bed, walking towards the door and going to Miranda's room.

Damon sighed, walking over to John's body and picking him up effortlessly by one arm. The windows clashed against the wall with a bang and Damon leaped out, using his speed to zip past all the houses and made it to the woods. After digging a large hole, Damon threw John's body in it and patched it up with dirt, smirking to himself. Finally, Elena never had to see that ugly face again.

Once he was done, he dusted his hands off on his black jeans and made his way back towards Miranda's house. He hoped that Elena wouldn't stay scared of him for long.

Elena walked back into her room after having a long discussion with her mom. She still didn't understand what Damon was but Miranda told her that he was just different from them. She smiled. Damon cared for her more then her own dad did. He loved her but was hardly ever around. So naturally they grew apart as time went on. But when they did see each other Grayson would shower her with gifts and love. All she wanted was to see him more.

But still, that didn't stop her from being slightly afraid of Damon.

The door to the house opened and Damon walked in, looking around for any sign of Miranda or Elena. He sat on the couch and sighed, running his hands through his thick black hair. He had to figure out how to get back to the present, he was screwing up the past enough as it is.

The irritating ringing of his cell phone jolted Damon away from his thoughts. He groaned as he flipped his phone open only to be greeted by a pissed off Bonnie. "What the hell Damon? Do you have any idea what you are doing? You're screwing up the future!"

"And I care why?" Damon snapped back hotly, tired of getting yelled at by a pathetic witch. "Elena was in danger! You of all people should be happy that I saved her!"

"Damon," Bonnie said calmly, trying to control her emotions, "that stuff should have happened. You weren't supposed to interfere."

Damon could feel his anger reaching its peak. He gripped the phone tighter in his hands, trying to use as less strength as possible so he wouldn't accidentally break it. "So I was supposed to sit around and let her get hurt?"

"Yes Damon, that's exactly what you were supposed to do. Now you have changed things in her life that will last a lifetime!"

"How did you even call me?"

"It's called a spell Damon." Bonnie replied exasperatedly.

Damon rolled his eyes. "Witchy juju again?"

"Shut up Damon!" Bonnie snapped, clearly annoyed at his obnoxious behavior. "I'm working on a reversal spell for you as we speak. I'll get you back to this time."

Damon smirked. "Just admit it, you miss the badass vampire. The undead sex god that is perfect at everything."

"You wish jerk. I gotta go." the abrupt click of the phone sounded in his ears as he pulled the phone away. Damon let a smirk cross his face as he took in the witch's words.

A hard knock at the door jolted Damon out of his thoughts. He sighed, seeing no one coming to answer it. Damon swung open the door to reveal a brown haired man carrying a suitcase. He wore a simple blue t shirt and blue jeans. He flashed Damon a smile. "Hi, you must be a friend of my wife. I'm Grayson Gilbert."

Damon nodded. "Yeah I heard about you. I'm Damon."

Grayson shot Damon a nervous smile. "So where is Miranda?"

"Right here." Both of the men turned their heads to see Miranda standing there in her night gown, smiling brightly at Grayson. "I missed you."

Grayson smiled lovingly back at her as he ran up to her and hugged her, dropping his suitcase in the process. Miranda sighed as she pulled away. "Elena is going to be so happy that you are here."

Grayson nodded. "I know she is. I'm sorry I've been away all the time."

"I know you have a job in another town and it takes up all your time. Plus there's the office we have too."

"I'm not sure if Elena understands though. She seems more and more distant with me."

Miranda smiled as she pecked him on the cheek. "She's only three. She doesn't understand."

"True, I just wish I could be here for her more." replied Grayson, looking crestfallen.

"Being right now is all that matters." Miranda replied.

Grayson smiled at her and turned back to Damon. "I guess I should thank you for keeping my family company while I was gone."

Damon smirked. "Don't mention it. And thanks for not jumping to conclusions about me and Miranda. If you did I might have to kill you."

Grayson laughed. "You don't look like the type that would have sex with a married woman and Miranda is very faithful. She would never cheat on me."

Miranda nodded as he put his arm around her. "Thank you for everything Damon. Elena really likes you."

"I know." Damon replied. "Speaking of her, where is she?"

"Probably upstairs." Miranda replied as she ascended up the stairs with Damon and Grayson following her.

Miranda opened the door to Elena's room and saw her quietly playing with her toys. When she heard the door open, she looked up and immediately started running towards Grayson. "Daddy!"

Grayson embraced his daughter in a big hug, picking her up and giving her a big grin. "How has my little girl been, huh?"

"Good!" replied Elena happily, beaming.

"That's great." Grayson kissed her forehead and set her back down. "I'll be back in a minute ok? I need to go talk to your mother and Damon for a few minutes."

Elena nodded. "Hurry back Daddy! I wanna play with you before you leave again."

Grayson smiled sadly at her, bending down and kissing her softly. "Daddy's not going anywhere."

He turned towards Damon and Miranda, motioning them out of the room and he shut the door quietly behind him. "What is it you want to talk about Grayson?" Damon asked, looking at him suspiciously.

"Follow me to the living room." Grayson walked ahead of Damon until they were at the foot of the stairs.

Damon saw it coming but was too late to reaction as the sharp point of a stake was stabbed into his stomach.

A/N: Oh yes I'm bad! Lol if I get to 50 reviews then you guys get an update!