A/N: Jenna has met Alaric already. They're dating. Sorry they aren't going to be in this story much. Jenna/Alaric in this story are just so Damon can…well just read it. You'll find out. P.S I have no idea how to spell Jenna's last name so this time I'll try two"m's"
Damon P.O.V
"What do you want, Damon?" Jenna Sommers asked, opening the door.
I looked up at Elena perched on the stairs inside the house then returned my gaze to Jenna. "I wanted to talk to you."
"About?" Jenna asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Alaric." I said simply. Jenna shifted her weight uncomfortably.
"What about him?" She nearly demanded.
"Maybe you wanted some more information on him." I said, holding up a file folder.
"You researched him?" Jenna's eyes widened in horror.
"No. The sheriff did. I just thought I'd bring it to you." I told her.
Jenna recovered and looked generally interested. "Well come—"
"No!" Elena jumped down four stairs. I thought she would hurt herself and I instinctively reached out even though there was nothing I could do. Elena landed on her knees, and I heard a grunt of pain come from her, but that didn't stop her. She jumped up, grimacing, and shoved Jenna out of the way.
"Elena. What's wrong with you?" Jenna yelled, her face utterly outraged.
"Aunt Jenna, I beg you. Do not let Damon in. Please." Elena pleaded her aunt, nearly getting down on her knees. Her very bruised knees, I might add as I could see them through the delicate silk pants she wore.
"Don't be ridiculous, Elena." Jenna said. She was determined to get the files I held up, as Elena was determined to keep me out. "Come in, Damon." At last she said the magic words, and I stepped through the threshold. Elena looked at me with fear and panic in her eyes.
Elena P.O.V
It was over. There was no longer anywhere safe for me and my family. We couldn't just move, because I can't fully explain to them why Damon is so dangerous. I might as well not even fight. He's going to get what he wants anyway. It's inevitable.
I did all I could but it wasn't enough. I felt my blood pumping in my ears, and vaguely felt the throbbing of my knees where I fell. I watched, deaf it seemed, as Damon handed Jenna the file. She grasped it as if it was a newborn baby, and made her way to the kitchen leaving Damon and I alone.
We simply stared at one another in silence. I saw his eyes flicker down to my knees where there were small red pools of blood wetting the white silk of my pants. I barely noticed that, though. I knew now I was dead. Because I couldn't even go to sleep in my own house feeling safe. I know now that I am never safe. Not with Damon invited in.
A/N: So…what did you think? I'll try to make the chapters a little longer but it's much to fun leaving you in suspense. So longer chapters? Or not? Please review and keep those poll votes on my profile coming. So far it's Damon and Elena winning. :)
