A/N: I warn you now, there is some Delena heartbreak that goes on. While I wrote that scene I listened to So Cold by Ben Cocks. It seriously…it helped.

The sun had set behind the horizon only hours ago, the water logged yard begun to dry, and the stars broke out against the black night sky. The warm weather began to drift away bringing in the cool of the night. Damon and Caroline now sat on the porch now, both huddled together with a blanket wrapped around them. Stefan and Elena had taken to sitting on the front lawn, hand in hand as they gazed at the stars above them. Bonnie had long gone home, things with Jeremy to discuss and the possibility of her mother returning to town had brought down her mood dramatically. As the quite began to stretch out for what seemed like forever, Caroline suddenly spoke.

"Thank you, for today." Damon looked down at her, a sensual smile coming to his lips.

"You're welcome. Besides, it looked like you could use a pick-me-up." She returned the smile and patted his leg gently, "I'm going to go check on the coffee." Standing up she looked over at Stefan and Elena, figuring she might need some slight help with the coffee she called out, "Stefan?"

"Yes?"

"Want to help me with the coffee?" she asked simply.

"Sure thing, Care." He answered and then the two headed inside. Silence once again over took the yard, Elena still sat watching the stars, Damon on the porch. Crickets chirped softly and a gentle breeze rattled the tree's branches, and swiftly Damon was by Elena's side, sitting down next to her. Glancing over to her left Elena jumped, "Damon! You've got to stop doing that." She whined.

"Doing, what?" Damon asked, doing his infamous eyebrow thing.

"That…That….vampire…thing. Whatever it is, that you do."

"That vampire thing, huh? Yeah, because that's exactly what it's called." He teased. The two looked back up at the stars, relishing in the silence, the time to think. It seemed as if time had frozen, giving them this one solid opportunity for peace and quiet. "Elena, we need to talk." Damon said, turning to face her.

"Hm?" she asked. "I mean, what's there to talk about."

"Us."

"Damon, there is no us. We established this, I love Stefan."

"You're lying." He said, his eyes boring into hers.

"Am I?" she challenged.

"Yes. You are. I know what happened the other day, Caroline told me."

"Oh, really? Since when do you believe what Caroline says? You know that she loves gossip."

" Don't talk about her like that."

"Why? You know it's the truth."

"Just like it's true that you love me?"

"I-…"

"Exactly." Damon paused, watching her. She had nothing to say to that now, and he knew it.

"I don't love you." She said through gritted teeth as she stood up, Damon following suit.

"Prove it, Elena."

"No. Damon, drop it! Caroline…she's…putting idea's into your head. I don't love you."

" That's not what you were thinking when we kissed back in Denver."

" I wasn't thinking Damon, okay. I wasn't thinking. I was tired, and had too much on my mind. That kiss meant nothing to me."

He was slightly taken aback at her harsh words, though he didn't show it. Crossing his arms over his chest, he groaned inwardly at his next call of action. "Hm. Maybe I was wrong. You and Katherine have a lot more in common than just your looks."

"Damon, stop. How co-"

"No, Elena. I was wrong to think you were different. Because, the truth is, your exactly like her. A cold hearted, manipulative bitch, that likes to play games with people. Well, count me out of this one." He finished, keeping his cold gaze on her.

Tears sprung in the back of her eyes, and she fought continuously to keep them from coming. "How could you say that?" she asked, taking in a breath.

"The truth hurts doesn't it, Elena?"

"Damon, stop it!" she said, tears falling down her cheeks. Her voice faltering and cracking.

"What? Was that too much for the 'perfect' little Elena? Hmm?"

"That was too far." Elena said, clenching her fists at her sides. "Too far."

" Maybe. Regardless, it was something you needed to hear."

"Fine. " Elena said, suddenly walking over to him she grabbed onto the lapels of his jacket, pulling him close she kissed him fiercely. " And this is something you need to hear," she whispered when she pulled away. He watched her intently, waiting for her to speak.

"I don't love you, Damon."

"Then why'd you just kiss me?" he asked with a quizzical expression on his face.

"You wanted prove. That's prove enough. There was no spark between us Damon, there never was. I'm sorry for that, but I love Stefan. Its-"

"Yeah, I get it Elena. It's always going to be Stefan."

" Damon, I'm sorry. Alright."

"You think you can play with my heart, and my brother's, and think one little 'I'm sorry.' Is going to fix everything? Because if you do, your sadly mistaken. And I've got every right mind to go in there and settle everything with you, and my brother. Right now." He growled.

"You're upset. Calm down."

"No, Elena. I'm not upset. I'm angry. Being upset is an emotion specific only to those who care."

"Well you must care, because you feel something for Caroline."

" I care for her, yes. I cared for you at one point to. Until I realized how similar and alike you are to Katherine. It's just a shame that my brother is too blind to see that."

"That's not tr-"

" YES. IT IS, ELENA." He hissed, "And you know it." He paused, glancing at the house and the figures moving about inside. " I only hope that he realizes what a bitch you are, before you break his heart." He hissed, heading inside the house. Leaving Elena alone to let his harsh words sink in, and more tears to fall.

The house smelled of freshly brewed coffee as Caroline and Stefan entered the house, a small sigh escaped her lips as she walked into the kitchen, Stefan following closely behind. "Thanks for coming in to help."

"You're welcome." He said, leaning against the counter. Caroline's back was to him as she grabbed the coffee cups out of the cabinet, setting them down on the counter. "Do you know?" she asked.

"Excuse me?"

"Do you know…about, what happened?" she asked, facing him now.

" No, I…don't. What is it Caroline?"

"The other day at the Grill…Elena told me that she…" she stopped herself. "No, this isn't my place to tell you this. Elena should be telling you this, when she's ready. I'm sorry." She said, quickly busying herself once again.

"She loves him, doesn't she?" he asked abruptly.

That caused Caroline to stop what she was doing, take a deep breath and nod slowly. "I…I'm sorry, Stefan." He was suddenly behind her, as she turned to face him.

"No, it was something I needed to hear."

"Maybe, but not from me. Elena should've told you, when she was ready."

"I'd rather know ahead, so I can expect what's coming."

"What, do you mean?" she asked.

" Nothing, as of right now." He said, suddenly he pulled her close, kissing her gently. Pulling away she watched him, their eyes on each other. "Stefan…why did you..?"

" I've been wanting to do that for a while now, Caroline." He whispered. " At least, I know that you're in good hands."

"You're saying that I'm good with Damon?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. "What happened to the Stefan that hated his brother?" she asked, a small smirk coming to her lips.

" I never hated him. I just hated the way he acted, what he did. With you though, he's different. He's a better person, and I'm glad that it's you that he loves. I'm just more glad that you return the same feelings."

She nodded, about to speak when Damon barged into the kitchen. "What's taking so long?" he asked, clearly upset.

"Damon, are you okay?" she asked.

"Fine." He hissed.

"We…uh…we were just…" Caroline began to explain.

" Actually, I think Elena and I were going to head home." Stefan said, brushing past his brother and heading outside to find Elena and head home. Caroline nodded, watching him leave, then her eyes fell upon Damon, so many thoughts racing through her mind.

" Are you alright?" she asked, taking a step towards him.

"I'm fine, Caroline."

"No you're not. You're upset."

" I'm not upset."

"Liar."

" Caroline…" he warned.

She put her hands up in defense, putting the cups back into the cabinets, "You know what? When you're ready to tell me, I'm sure you will."

He was silent, watching her carefully. The way she moved, the way her eyes lit up ever so slightly when she said his name, the way her beautiful blonde curls bounced around with each step she took. " Maybe.." he mumbled.

" I think it'd be best if I head home as of now."

" Alright." Caroline said simply, walking him towards the door. He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently, "I'm sorry." He whispered.

"Don't be. When you're ready…I'm here to listen." She said. He gave her a small apologetic smile and headed out of the house, into the night. Shutting the door behind him, Caroline sighed, leaning against the door.

A/N: So..I decided to make this update kind of long since I haven't posted in FOREVER. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it. I know that Damon kind of seemed like a dick but hey, he was upset-er…angry. And when Damon's angry he just..loses it. I hope you enjoyed this update. I can't wait to see your feedback! :3