A/N: Well, it's been a while now, hasn't it? I think the last time this story was updated was…January? Around my birthday I'm pretty sure. Anyway, I finally decided to just go ahead and get back to writing these stories to finish them up. I'm a terrible procrastinator and I don't finish stories a lot. (Well, I mean I eventually do, but as you can see, it takes me a LONG time.) And for some reason, I was recently bitten by the inspiration bug and decided to start getting these stories off hiatus and finished. I deleted a few (maybe you noticed, maybe you didn't.) because I had no idea what I was going to do with them from there. And since I had no idea's, they got deleted. Most of the stories are still here, I think I only deleted three, but I'm pretty sure all the favorites are still up. (At least I hope their your favorites, I just guessed since the ones I deleted didn't have a lot of reviews and I had no ideas.) So with all of that being said, as I predicted, this is the first story I'm taking off hiatus. I'll probably have taken down the Author's Note on this story by now to make it official. But now, we go into the teenage Salvatore girls lives. I decided on making them 16 in here now, so, away we go. xoxo, Avril

Chapter Six: The Little Girls

Rachel sat up in her room, with only the light on her nightstand lighting up the room, absentmindedly twirling her long dark brown hair around her finger as she sat in bed, reading one of her favorite books, Gone with the Wind. It was for school and though her sister preferred to watch the movie instead of boring herself to death with the book, Rachel actually liked reading the book more. Rachel was well adjusted to everything around her, with the vampires, witches, and werewolves; even though she had known about them all her life, it didn't really hit her until she was about 13 years old that not everyone deals with their Dad walking around the house drinking a blood bag and not aging a day, or their Uncle accidentally going on a bunny killing spree when he'd get into a small fight with their Aunt. She knew that people weren't always what they seemed, like how her parents managed to flawlessly pull off the whole completely human thing, if only people had walked into the house unannounced one day and saw blood bags around the house and pictures of her parents from 16 years ago looking the same as they do now. Another thing she knew is that sometimes, hearing a slight noise outside your bedroom window could mean that there was a creature of the night stalking you and counting the multiple ways to kill you and rip you open. Though Rachel knew her Mom and Dad would be in her room in a second if they heard anything slightly wrong, Rachel still demanded that her parents teach her how to defend herself if anything should happen. So, they sent her and Santana to the best person they could to teach them how to protect themselves, Alaric. He taught them everything he knew, he even gave them a few of his handy vampire killing gadgets, only if they swore to never raise them up to their parents and though Rachel took it as a joke, Santana saw it as an opportunity to get what she wanted from her parents, but she never told Alaric that. Eventually, even Luna and Brittany learned from Alaric too along with Alaric's son Adam teaching the girls more of the fighting parts of protecting themselves. So if for any reason Damon and Elena couldn't get to Rachel and Santana, they knew how to keep themselves pretty safe. And nothing had ever dared try to touch one of the Salvatore girls, not until tonight at least.

Rachel heard the leaves outside her tree moving around and it sounded like something was climbling up the tree. She knew it wasn't the wind since there was no wind out there tonight. Instantly, Rachel got to her feet and grabbed one of the wooden stakes she kept hidden under her pillow. She slowly and quietly got out of bed and waited by the open window, waiting for something to even try and come into her room.

"Rachel!" She heard a familiar voice whisper from her window.

Curious, Rachel lowered the stake and peered around the curtains to look out her window and to see none other than Jake sitting up there in the tree, waving to her.

"Jake!" Rachel hissed and looked around, she knew her parents would hear them soon. "What are you doing here? It's midnight on a Tuesday night!"

"Just thought I'd say hi." Jake smiled and said normally now.

"Shh!" Rachel hissed and turned around, looking to see if her parents were in her room, thankfully, they weren't. "You need to leave Jake, my parents are…light sleepers. My Dad will kill you and ground me for life if you don't leave!"

"Fine, sorry!" Jake said "See you tomorrow in school?"

"Where else would I be? It's Mystic Falls, not much to do." Rachel said with a slight smile as she watched Jake climb down the tree and once he was safely down she shut the window and the curtains, not wanting anyone else to decide to drop in for the night.

Damon was up and pacing the room back and forth while Elena sat up in bed, reading and waiting for Damon to calm down and come back to bed.

"Are you done yet? All your pacing is giving me a headache." Elena sighed and looked up from her book.

"He was right there! He was right at her window! What the hell is that all about?" Damon asked and kept pacing as if he never heard Elena.

"Damon, she's 16. Last I checked, around the time I was 16 I had a certain guy climbing up to my bedroom window too." Elena said and glared at him.

"You were 17 and that was different." Damon said.

"Really, how?" Elena asked.

"You didn't have a vampire father that could rip my throat out." Damon growled.

"Damon, you knew this was going to happen eventually. Plus, the kid didn't even go into her room, he was at the window. Rachel knows better that that." Elena said.

"She does, but he doesn't." Damon said.

"Damon, I swear, if you don't stop pacing back and forth I will ban you from this bedroom for the next two weeks." Elena said and Damon let out a sigh and came back to bed. "We had this same discussion back when the girls were five. I know that they're our little girls, you don't want them to grow up and date anyone, you want them to be little forever."

"It's not just that." Damon said.

"Really? What is it then?" Elena asked

"…Okay, so it's that." Damon admitted "I just can't help it though, if I know that anyone is touching either one of my girls I just want to go…rip them apart limb by limb."

"You're going to want to do that to everyone that comes near them Damon, and you know you can't, right?" Elena asked and Damon stayed silent. "Right?" Elena asked again.

"Yeah, right." Damon finally said.

"Look, if it's really bothering you that much, why don't you just talk to the girls?" Elena asked.

"I am not having that talk with my little girls." Damon stated.

"Not that kind of talk." Elena said and rolled her eyes. "Just…talk to them. Give them a heads up about their physco father." Elena said with a slight smirk. "Plus, that talk is already taken care of."

"…Good to know." Damon sighed and rolled over in bed and turned the light off on his side of the bed and Elena did the same before snuggling up to him and giving Damon a kiss on the cheek before finally going back to sleep.

"Bye Mom, Bye Dad, see you later." Rachel said to her parents as she was heading for the door the next morning with Santana at her side and car keys in her hand.

"Wait a minute." Damon said, both girls freezing in place and looking at one another, wondering what they could have possibly done wrong, before turning around to face their Mom and Dad again.

"Yeah?" Rachel asked.

Elena looked over at Damon before her returned her look and she let out a sigh and grabbed her keys off the counter.

"I'm going to go see what Caroline called about this morning. Don't terrify our girls Damon." Elena sighed

"Mom…" Santana said with a slight look of terror in her eyes. Elena said nothing and gave the girls both a quick hug before leaving them alone with Damon. "This can't be good. Look, whatever Mrs. Sullivan said, she's lying, I totally wasn't talking about her when I said the words 'over talkative bitch'." Santana said.

"…This isn't about school, but I'm guessing your Mom's going to get a phone call about the later, right?" Damon asked and Santana nodded before walking back into the kitchen with Rachel at her side, both of them putting their bags down on the table and Santana put down the keys too, knowing that they weren't going to be going to school anytime soon. "Anything else either one of you want to get out? You're not in trouble I just want to…talk to you both, like how we did when you were little."

"…We were seven Daddy, and you bribed us into those talks with ice cream." Rachel said and Damon couldn't help but smile a little bit when Rachel called him Daddy still even though she wasn't five anymore.

"Fine, you want ice cream?" Damon offered.

"…It's 6:30 in the morning." Santana said.

"Okay, don't say I didn't ask then." Damon shrugged and walked over to the girls and sat down across from them.

"So…what did you wanna talk about Dad?" Rachel asked.

"Look, whatever this is about, I love you and everything Dad, but if I don't get to practice today on time, the Coach is going to kill me." Santana said.

"Don't worry, this conversation isn't gonna last that long. I won't tell your mom about you girls missing school either…if you decide not to go today that is." Damon said.

"Thank god. There was this stupid book report thing due today and-" Santana said and looked at Damon who was watching her intently now. "…I did it but…I forgot…the last…sentence." Santana said and smiled weakly.

"I just wanted to talk to you two about…boys." Damon said.

"Oh god, Dad!" Rachel and Santana said at the same time.

"Not that!" Damon said and Rachel and Santana let out sighs of relief. "I meant just…I wanna know if there's any boys in particular that you two…have hanging around here."

"You heard Jake last night at my window, right? Is that what this is about?" Rachel asked and Santana looked at Rachel confused.

"Wait, Jake was at your window last night?" Santana asked.

"Yes, and you're lucky I could tell it was him and not some vampire, your Mom stopped me in time from going in there and ripping his head off." Damon sighed.

"Dad, I didn't know he was going to do something stupid like that. I mean, I didn't think any guy ever would if they've met you. You've made it clear to almost every guy in Mystic Falls that if they come near me and Santana or even look at us that you'll tear them into pieces and burn their remains and make S'mores over the fire." Rachel said.

"I'm pretty sure you used that exact threat on the last guy that took me out on a date." Santana said.

"Look, the point I'm trying to make here to you both is that…I know you're both growing up. I hate it, but you're both getting older. You're not my little girls who were running around this house with their cousins playing Vampire Hunters or dressing up Fritzi in weird outfits." Damon said and both of the girls smiled a little bit, thinking about those times. "I guess I'm trying to say that…you're always going to be those little girls to me. That's why whenever I hear a boy climbing up a tree to one of your windows in the middle of the night, I wanna go kill them. But I know you're both growing up now…there are going to be boys and other things that I don't exactly like…I just want you girls to know that you don't have to tiptoe around me. Like how I know for a fact that you don't bring Jake over here to hang out because you think I'll well, kill him. But as of now, I'm…trying, to get used to you girls being…16 basically."

"So…you're saying we can bring boys over now?" Santana asked.

"Well, after your Mom reminded me of everything that happened before we got married…I'd rather meet the guy first before I start tracking him down by his scent and going to go kill him in the middle of the night." Damon said.

"First off…EW." Santana said and gagged a little at the thought of her parents being all lovey dovey before they got married. "Second…does this mean I can bring Zak over to meet you guys? Me and him are going out on a date Friday and with this new you, I think it'd be nice for one of my dates to not be terrified of what could happen if it don't get home exactly at 11."

"Yeah, sure." Damon said and Santana leaned over and kissed her Dad on the cheek.

"Thanks Daddy. And on that note, I'm going to the mall today, you coming with me Rach? Or are you going to school?" Santana asked.

"No, I'm coming with you just…hold on a sec." Rachel said and Santana nodded as she grabbed her bag and keys and walked out the front door, going to go sit in her car to wait for Rachel.

"I know this was all because of last night." Rachel sighed and looked up at her Dad. "And…I think it's really cool of you Dad. But me and Jake…we're just friends, you really don't have anything to worry about there." Rachel smiled.

"Good to know." Damon smiled.

"Well…I'm going to the mall then. And after practice, when I come home, can Jake come over?" Rachel asked.

"Sure." Damon said

"Thanks Daddy." Rachel said and kissed her Dad on the cheek and started heading for the front door before stopping and turning to face her Dad again. "Oh, and Dad." Rachel said getting his attention again. "I just want you to know, that no matter how way overprotective you are of me and Santana…I get why you're so overprotective and I want you to know that, no matter what, you'll always be the one guy that I love the most Daddy. You don't have to worry about that." Rachel smiled and Damon smiled back at her before she walked out the door, off to the mall with Santana.