Tonight a special memory serves me
And I'll wait to find

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Tuesday Night

The doorbell. Damon was here. Elena froze for a second before grabbing her flats and running down the stairs. At the bottom of the staircase, she slipped on her shoes and calmly opened the door, very grateful that vampire Damon told her which dress to wear.

Damon smirked at her when the door opened revealing him on the porch. A smirk that reminded her of vampire Damon's smugness. "Hello Miss Elena. You look magnificent." He said drawled out in a flirtatious voice scanning her dress.

Elena smiled accepting the compliment. He was dressed in a standard Damon-esque combo, black slacks with a black button down. "I'm ready to go." She said with a small nod.

"Do I have to meet your aunt and tell her what time she can expect you back?" He asked confused.

Elena bit back her laughter. "No, that's not necessary. She isn't home and I don't have a curfew."

Damon gave her a blank stare before smirking. "Then I believe we should start walking to the park."

She gave him a small nod and walked out to him, shutting the door behind her. To her surprise, he reached for her hand. She let him have it, desperately getting more curious about how he picked up these modern 'moves' overnight.

Elena glanced over at him and realized he was carrying a picnic basket in his other hand - that she had to ask about. "Where did you get the basket?"

She swore his smirk got bigger.

"Mrs. Flowers." He answered.

Elena laughed. "Of course, how nice of her."

"I think she is rather fond of me. She always seems happier when I am downstairs." Damon said with a hint of cockiness.

Elena shook her head in disbelief. Every minute spent with him was surreal, their situation was still mind-blowing to comprehend. Human Damon was charming the female population of Mystic Falls. "I'm excited to see what's in the basket."

"Only a matter of time."

"I hope you don' t mind me asking, but how did you come up with this idea?"

"I thought we came up with it together over the phone?"

Elena's brows furrowed in confusion before understanding. "No, not the picnic part. I meant going on a date."

"I knew I could not ask to court you… I had to figure out what would be proper to ask in this era."

"Well, I'm glad you 'figured out' what to ask." Elena admitted sounding sincere. "But I was surprised because you don't know me or your magical situation."

Damon turned to her with a pensive expression on his face. "I have a 'crush', as you call it, on you. Meaning, I want to go on a date with you, even if I end up regretting it later. I do not know what is going to happen tomorrow, but today I want to be with you."

Elena's stomach erupted in a fit of butterflies. She smiled nervously and gave his hand a squeeze in appreciation. Damon was pleased to see a reaction to his confession. He thought it was a good sign for their relationship. The couple remained silent with the exception of Elena telling him where to turn since he did not recognize all of the roads.

Once arriving at the park's border, Elena looked around to determine which path would be easier to walk on in the dark. "This is my first picnic at night." Elena said amused.

"Mine too."

"Really?" Elena asked confused.

"Yes... opposite sex engagements are restricted to daylight hours. The only exceptions are large dinners, town events and balls."

"Oh, wow, that's pretty interesting."

Damon made a small groan of protest. "I am positive I will enjoy dating more than courting."

Elena noted that he said dating, implying more than one date. Her heart dropped knowing that would not be possible.

"Before we walk all the way around, maybe I should ask you first, is there a large tree on the east side that resembles an umbrella?" Damon asked contemplatively.

Elena laughed slightly. "I have no idea to be honest. I haven't been here in at least five years."

"Is that so... Tell me, where do you usually go on dates?"

"Hmm." Elena tried to think of a good answer for him. "Watching a movie in the theater, restaurants, dances, parties, mini-golf, concerts, carnivals... are the most common types of dates."

Damon nodded remembering her answer. "Interesting. There are many options for unmarried couples."

Elena lightly shrugged.

"Damn!" Damon said excited. "The tree I asked you about is still here. It is up ahead of us."

"Not that we need much shade." Elena teased him looking up at the stars.

"I wanted to share it with you since it is my tree."

"Your tree?" Elena asked amused.

"I am sure it will be a wonderful night, my tree and I with my going-to-be lady." Damon winked.

Elena swallowed at his words and then a question popped in her head. "How many ladies know about your tree?"

"One, if you count my late mother."

Elena burst into in a fit of laughter. She never expected his answer.

"Is there something humorous about my mother?" Damon asked, which only made her laugh more.

Elena noticed him pouting and stopped laughing feeling bad. "I'm sorry for laughing, you simply surprised me... In the best way possible."

Damon looked at her uncertain. "I think it is best for me to not ask for an explanation."

She bit her lip in shame and stayed quiet the rest of the walk to 'his' tree.

"So what's different about this tree?" She asked.

"It got bigger and taller." He chuckled, setting the basket on the grass.

Elena was unnerved hearing vampire Damon's standard sarcastic tone. She also wondered if his answer meant he decided not to tell her about the tree. She felt bad for ruining a personal story he was going to share with her. It was unlikely she would get a sincere answer out of vampire Damon at a later date. Elena was going to ask him about the tree, but she got distracted by the amount of items coming out of the basket. She sat down on the large blanket which he had spread out on the grass.

For a minute, she stared at the endless buffet. She was surprised at first, but she should have anticipated this type of presentation. It was universally known that 19th century people were serious about enjoying food. Her eyes lit up in desire seeing a Gold Godiva box. She reached out to grab it, but Damon stopped her. She was not expecting him to have such quick reflexes. She looked at him quizzically. "You will ruin your appetite." He said seriously.

Elena pouted in response. He made her feel like a little kid. Vampire Damon would have opened the box of chocolate, but she wasn't on a date with him, so she needed to stop comparing.

"Where did all of this come from?" She asked motioning to the food. "There isn't anything around the B&B for miles."

"Mrs. Flowers said I could order anything using the Yellow Pages phone book."

Elena raised a brow impressed by his resourcefulness. He was both clever and adaptive. She should have never doubted his ability to prepare for a date. "How many places did you call for delivery?"

"Eight."

Elena's mouth parted in wonder. She wondered what vampire Damon's reaction would be when he read his credit card statement. Most likely he'd be amused by his past self's romantic heart.

Elena was curiously watching as Damon struggled with something in his hands. She squinted in the darkness trying to see what he was doing. He was uncorking a bottle of wine. He growled in frustration before it came loose. Damon's growl caused a warmth of heat to rush Elena's body; strange considering she didn't think the vampire brothers' growls were sexy - more like scary.

"I hope you enjoy the taste, my dear. It was a bit taxing trying to purchase a bottle." Damon said handing her a glass of red wine. "However, the liquor store did give me a fascinating update on nearby wineries."

Elena smiled and hesitantly took a sip from her glass. This was her second time drinking wine. Her family had always been less refined with mostly beer in the house. She was pleased to learn the wine's taste was rather sweet versus bitter. "I like it, thank you." She reassured him gently.

Damon handed her a small plate of fruit, composed of a variety of strawberries, blueberries, blackberries and raspberries. Elena couldn't stop thinking about how different the date was in relation to other romantic encounters. She noticed he turned away from her. "Damon, is everything okay?"

"Sorry, I did not mean to be rude." He answered sheepishly. "I was distracted by the fireflies."

"Where?" She smiled hearing his reply.

"Come sit near me." He moved some of the food packaging to make a spot for her.

Elena sat closer to his body and looked in the direction he was facing. He turned to her and pointed them out. The couple finished the fruit appetizer while watching the fireflies in silence.

With the fruit finished, Damon moved on to the next and handed her a bowl of salad. She looked down at the bowl salad and sighed. "How many courses do you have planned for us?" She asked suspiciously. She needed to know how to pace her appetite. She was not known for having a large appetite.

Damon laughed at her question. He thought the worried expression on her face was adorable. "I did not mean to overwhelm you. I am not asking you to eat seven or eight. We have pasta and dessert left to eat."

Elena let out a breath in relief which amused him.

For the main course, he offered chicken and shrimp because he did not know if she liked seafood. She asked for both with her pasta to avoid wasting the food. Elena was impressed how Damon managed to pick such delicious restaurants without having any prior ordering experience. She assumed Mrs. Flowers had become his confidante and ally. Elena wouldn't think twice if Mrs. Flowers had informed him of top tier dining choices.

"I was worried this was going to be ruined during our walk over. It looks to have managed decently." Damon commented handing her a delicious looking Zuppa Inglese. The sweet aroma invaded her senses. She looked at in excitement.

"It's amazing you were able to get this delivered." Elena said taking a bite of the dessert.

"I can be quite persuasive when necessary." He replied nonchalantly reminding her of vampire Damon.

Elena moaned in approval making him excited.

He swallowed seeing the pleasure across her face. "What would you like to drink? I have milk or iced coffee." He asked. "I have to say iced coffee is a strange concept but the taste is quite satisfying." He added contemplatively.

"Milk please." She replied before taking another bite.

A smidgen of cream was on the corner of Elena's mouth and Damon reached out to affectionately wipe it away making her blush. He reflexively sucked the cream off his finger. She bit her lip watching the intimate gesture.

Once both of them had finished with dinner, Damon assumed it would be an acceptable time to touch her. He quickly cleaned up the mess and placed everything back in the basket for later disposal.

"Miss Elena, would you allow me to hold you?" He asked hopefully.

Elena smiled at his request. He called her 'Miss Elena' out of affection, as she told him the 'miss' was not necessary - a half dozen times since his arrival. Instead of answering with words, she moved closer to give consent. He smiled extremely happy about the turn of events and grabbed her by the waist. She was caught off guard when he lifted her onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist to hold her possessively. He tentatively kissed her shoulder before setting his chin on it. She loved feeling the soft skin of his face against hers. Like the hug from the day before, her body physically reacted to his touch, something she had never felt before. It was a spark. A strong overwhelming feeling tell her she was in the right place.

Feeling the warmth of her body against his, Damon was content with the outcome of the date. He was doing exactly what he wanted. He wanted to hold her. He wanted her to belong to him. Whenever he spent time with her, he felt a certain form of ease unlike anything else in his life. It was a peaceful serenity. "How many dates are required before it is acceptable to ask you to be my girlfriend?"

Elena froze in his embrace at the question. She bit her lip not knowing how to answer him.

Feeling the difference in her body language, Damon's brows furrowed trying to understand what was wrong. "Elena? Do you want to be with me? Romantically?" He asked worried.

She sighed in sadness. "Damon... I like being with you."

"Then why are you hesitating to answer my question?"

"I like you too much. I'm afraid to get attached to you. We don't know when you'll be sent back to 1864."

"We do not know if it is possible for me to go back." He retorted. "As I said earlier in the evening... I want to be with you even if only for a short time. I want you to be my girlfriend. I want to feel comfortable taking liberties with you."

"There are other types of relationships besides boyfriend and girlfriend..." Elena swallowed attempting to pass the rocky subject. However, explaining 'friends with benefits' seemed dirty and she didn't know what to say. "I assume you watched some dating examples on television." She stated trying to confirm her earlier suspicions.

"There are tutorials on television for nearly every subject... even the most provocative." Damon said in wonder.

'Provocative? Guess he found the Hustler channel after all.' Elena thought with a smirk. "Do you remember the names of the programs you watched? I am only curious to clarify things for you."

"The first thing I watched was during breakfast... 'The Breakfast Club' thinking it had something to do with food. But it was about high school students... the type of school you attend?"

"Yeah, I'm a high school student. I have to mention that movie was filmed before I was born. My school isn't exactly like that."

"I would hope not." Damon said seriously thinking about the disobedience of the various gentleman. "After the movie was over, I went through channels until I found ABC Family. The channel's name implied it would be about personal relationships."

Elena laughed at his reasoning. "I guess it depends on which show you watched on that channel."

"I did not mean to watch it, but 'Mean Girls' seduced me on another channel. All of the actresses are quite beautiful, while some of the content in the movie confused me. However, this is a compliment... you are nothing like the girls in the movie."

Elena bit back her laughter. "I'm glad I'm not like those girls."

"Does your high school have a big dance?" He asked curiously.

"Big dance? Huh... oh, do you mean prom?"

He nodded.

"Yes, I have a prom."

"Would you allow me to escort you? I would love to see you in a gown. That is to say, I would not mind purchasing you the perfect gown."

Elena blushed at his proposal. Her life was twisted. Her vampire boyfriend's vampire brother's past human self was asking her to prom. What a mouthful. "Prom is six months away. It would be proper for you to formally ask me closer to the date." She answered gently.

Damon nodded in understanding. "Yes, I saw prom at the end of another movie... hate you something? I deduced it must be a common dance at all high schools."

"'10 Things I Hate About You'? That's a funny movie. I love watching it." She smiled. It was cute he conducted teen research.

"Education is much different in comparison to my century." Damon stated warily. Mostly he was appalled by how gentleman treated ladies in the school environment. Damon didn't like the idea of a classmate acting crude around Elena.

"High school life in movies is more exaggerated than in reality." Elena assured noticing his pensive expression.

"Miss Elena, may I kiss you?" He blurted out. "Or is it not proper on the first date?"

Elena was taken aback. His thoughts jumped from movies to kisses. Then again, kissing was in every movie he watched. She figured a small kiss would be enough to satisfy him. She faced him and nodded in consent.

Damon smiled and turned her body on his lap for easier access. His right hand came up to hold her face. He closed his eyes and leaned in to capture her lips. The kiss was a gentle brush, which ignited a fire, a fire destroying any hesitation and replacing it with desire. The kiss felt like coming home.

Damon sucked on her lower lip gently then moved his tongue along the seam of her mouth. Elena moaned and parted her lips allowing entry. His tongue met hers and the kiss turned hungry as he explored her mouth. His left hand came up to firmly hold her face close. Elena was feeling the kiss throughout her body. It was a life changing experience. By far, the single greatest kiss of her short existence. Her mind could only focus on him, nothing else mattered. When breathing became an issue, Damon reluctantly detached from her and released her face.

An overwhelming dizziness accompanied the parting. Damon searched her face to see if she felt the same way. She answered him by wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him with an urgency he had never felt before. His eyes went wide before pulling her impossibly close to him. One of her hands moved up to absently explore his dark hair. Damon's heart was skipping learning she wanted him. He wanted her badly. Since their introduction, she had consumed his thoughts.

He pulled back and rested his forehead on hers. His thin thread of control was slipping. "I desire you like nothing else I have ever desired in my entire life." He pledged choked with emotion before kissing her.

The kissing escalated leaving Elena underneath Damon on the blanket. Through the branches of the tree, Elena looked at the starry night sky. "Damon." She moaned in pleasure between kisses. "This feels perfect... don't stop kissing me."

As their passion rose higher, Damon pulled back resting on his arms, hovering over her body. "I swear the reason why I traveled to this time was to meet you. To be with you. We were fated for each other." He said believing every word, he had always thought fate existed.

There were stray tears forming in Elena's eyes because his words rang true. He arrived in the modern time to be with her. Even without ever mentioning the soul mate spell, it was obvious he could feel a natural pull to her. She knew he couldn't fight his attraction to her.

Even in the moonlight he saw a single tear on her cheek and wiped it away. "Did I do something wrong?" He frowned in concern.

"I like you way too much." She answered softly.

"You know I feel the same way about you. There is no need to cry, my dear."

"I can't keep you." Elena mumbled and more tears ran down her face. He was shattering her in the most excruciating way possible.

Damon wiped them away. "I am with you." He captured her lips to kiss her longingly. He pulled on her bottom lip before letting go. She whimpered at the loss of contact and pulled him back by the collar of his shirt.

"Permit me to make you forget tomorrow exists." He whispered desperately before sucking on ear. "I will pleasure you into reckless abandon with nothing but me in your mind."

Elena moaned in agreement. Her eyes were glazed over with lust.

"You need to say the words, Elena." Damon said seriously, not wanting to take advantage of her. After hours of television, he understood sex was no longer taboo, but would not demand it of her. He had no qualms about waiting for her to be ready, even more so given the lack of pre-marital sex in his century.

"Take me." Elena said firmly. Her whole body wanted him. There was no use denying her desires.

Damon gave her a familiar cocky smirk before kissing her. She would fully explore his endurance. He knew by the end of their love making, she would crave him like a lifeline - he would make sure of it. He was going to claim her heart, making her his for all time.

In yet another kiss, Elena sensed a difference after accepting him. Something she could only describe as a cool intensity was radiating off him in waves.

His lips detached to mouth her neck, tonguing her tender skin. She suddenly felt overwhelmed, he had only started. His lips sucked on the contours of her shoulders before reaching the top of her strapless dress. "I love this on you as it is my most favorite color." He whispered sweetly.

Elena grinned at his words. She assisted him with the mechanics of modern apparel fastenings by popping the side hook and zipper. He bit his lip looking at her in wonder before unzipping the rest of it. She moved him aside to remove the dress from her body.

She was left on the blanket in her matching maroon and black lingerie. Even in the darkness with the help of only the moon and stars, Damon could make out her olive flesh glowing before him. "You were made for my eyes to appreciate. I could never see anything as beautiful anywhere else."

"Your turn. I want to feel your skin." She said and sat up to work on his button down shirt. While she unbuttoned, he ran a hand in her hair, reveling in it's silkiness.

Once the shirt was opened, Damon slid it off his body and placed Elena back down on the blanket. He hovered over her exploring her chest. Her hands went around to caress his smooth pale skin. Her skin felt alive with an electrical current as she touched him.

Damon's hands were busy kneading her breasts building up her need. She pushed his hands away, making him frown in confusion, until she unclasped her strapless bra. He licked his lips in hunger looking at her bare breasts in the radiance of the moonlight. She was dazzling. His hands returned to cup her breasts, he palmed them perfectly. She moaned slightly at their first sensitive contact. He moved to capture a nipple in his mouth. He alternated between sucking and biting gently on each. She withered and whimpered, lost under his gentle knowing touch.

In one fluid motion, he removed her lacy underwear to touch where he most desired. He sat up and touched her heat with one finger. Elena heard him groan discovering her slick and ready for him. She let out a low moan as his thumb gently played with her clit. He studied her face prettily twisting with aching desire before crushing her lips with a hard kiss. He slid a single thick finger into her wet walls, he eyes opened wide feeling how tight she was squeezing around him. Not wanting the experience to be painful for her, he was set on stretching her out first.

As he continued to kiss her, he worked up to getting three fingers within her. Her wetness was dripping on his hand as he moved in and out of her in a fevered pace. Her back was arching as the pleasure assailed, she was crying out his name, causing him to throb in his pants for her. He was painfully turned on as she violently bucked against his hand asking for more. "Elena, you are perfect." He said lovingly.

At last, she shook and shuddered around his hand. He felt her walls clamping down and he pulled back from kissing to watch her face contort to a point of immense ecstasy. He waited until she was relaxed from her height of pleasure before removing his hand. He brought his hand up to his mouth to taste her essence. He smiled in appreciation enjoying her flavor. He would surely explore her later with his mouth, but in that very moment, he couldn't wait any longer to be inside of her.

Damon stood up to remove his slacks and boxers. He gently climbed on top of her, savoring the feeling of her skin. Even if it would kill him to ask, he had to make sure. "Elena, do you still want to give yourself to me? Because I can wait until another time, I care for you and want more than your body-"

With a buried hand in his hair, Elena stopped his nervous rambling. "I know you want more than tonight. I trust you." She met his eyes trying to assure him. Yes, it was insane to have sex on her first date with a 19th century man but she wanted him. He was right, there was no telling what would happen the next day, he wanted to enjoy their time together.

Damon smiled in relief and gently kissed her with no tongue. He reached down between them to grasp his hard member and position at her opening. He rubbed it against her gently coating the head. He pushed forward into her hot confines and held back the urge to thrust inside brutally. He was determined to take her slow and intense, building on their emotional connection.

Slowly he felt her walls relaxing around him, inviting him into the glove like fitting warmth. They looked at each other with wide eyes as he slowly slid all the way in to the hilt. It was as if they were connected as one single entity in the universe. He whimpered in pleasure feeling how perfect her body was created for him to experience. He allowed her body the time to adjust.

"No fucking way." Elena cursed astonished under her breath.

"Pardon?" Damon asked curiously looking down at her.

Elena gave him a shy smile. "You feel wonderful." She was utterly shocked at how amazing he felt. It was a rush of adrenaline that was building in her body calling out for him. Her body was overwhelmed in basic senses. They were radiant in their need for each other, wrapped in a dark embrace. Nothing could ever compete with this moment in time; the night they found each other.

"You do too, my dear." Damon chuckled with a smirk. He motioned for her to wrap her legs up over his middle. Elena understood and locked her heels behind him. Both of them simultaneously moaned as he moved slightly within her. His arms moved to firmly grip her body from underneath. He straightened up lifting her off the blanket, the gravity from the new position caused his member to sink as deep as possible. Elena moaned in surprise feeling full of him.

Damon held her body like the most precious possession in the world. He held her body in firm place to ground into her. Their bodies synced in an achingly tender rhythm. He left no breathing room in between their bodies. Elena's pleasure rolled in blinding waves causing her to squeeze tightly around him. He threw his head back in a shudder, she looked at him and saw the pleasure she felt reflected on his handsome face; mouth open, eyes slitted, depicting the best form of agony.

They clung to one another as the rocking increased in force though still slow moving. Damon kept directing the sensual slide to burning heights of pleasure. His face rested against hers. Elena was connected to all of him; her breast against his chest, her stomach against his stomach. Both of them were breathing hard as the aroma of sweat became stronger.

As both of them climbed to climax, he pulled out farther, slamming into her cervix and delivering a numbing high. Elena cried out his name asking for more, he nodded and kissed her. His mouth muffled some of her screams while he moved frantically to meet oblivion.

"Damon, oh, so good, please Damon, damn perfect." She begged in a hushed tone.

All at once she reached pure orgasmic rapture. Her walls tightened around him causing him to soon follow after screaming her name. The lovers remained locked until his member softened and he pulled out of her to move aside. She whimpered at the loss.

Damon quickly grabbed a spare blanket and cocooned their bodies; knowing her sweaty body would grow cold in the late night air. Elena was relaxed and enveloped in his arms. She sighed shocked by how perfect sex was with him. She had always assumed perfect sex was a myth, an exaggeration of sorts. She felt incredibly emotionally close to him regardless to the amount of hours spent together. In his arms, she stared up at the night sky until her eyes grew heavy.

The first pieces of sunrise emerged at six in the morning, Elena roused feeling the warmth of the new day. She studied her lover sleeping next to her and discovered his throbbing member. He was gorgeous and she wanted him once more. He would surely appreciate some delicious morning sex. Her lips found his to wake him up, he smiled sweetly and pulled her closer. She moved away from him and pushed him onto his back. His eyes went wide when she straddled him to position his member at her opening. She slid onto him, feeling him inch by inch. His lips parted in satisfaction, once again loving the perfection of their intimate connection. She leaned her head back and her eyes fluttered in bliss.

Elena rotated her hips, moving her body in circular motions while gliding up and down his member. Damon was overloaded in shards of pleasure. His hands went up to touch her hip bones. He was in awe of her tiny form. After their slow love making the night before, Elena wanted him hard and fast this time around. Elena continued bouncing up and down on him. No breaks or gentleness, a solid slamming using all her weight. Due to her hurried pace, a thin layer of glistening sweat covered her body. Her olive skin was shining in the early morning sunlight. Damon was enthralled watching her face concentrate, her beasts were bouncing and her hair was lashing wildly. It was a different experience seeing her in the light. He was able to fully appreciate her beauty. He loved letting her dominate him in this way, it exuded great confidence and sexual prowess. Anticipating the edge of climax, she panted his name in need. "Damon... Damon... Damon."

Hearing his name on her lips was enough to drive him to the edge. He pushed up into her until both of them were crying out in release. She collapsed on top of him, a blind stupor, her pounding heart over his pounding heart. His heartbeat continued to surprise her. It was a reminder that this was really happening and not a strange wondrous dream. He was the first to think clearly and kissed the top of her head. "Good morning, my dear."

Elena giggled in response.

"As much as I love being with you, we best get dressed and leave the park before we get caught in this position."

Elena sighed knowing he was right. Knowing their personal bubble of passion would be popping soon. She would have to leave him and deal with the real world. She nodded against his chest and untangled herself to get dressed.

In a matter of minutes, both of them were dressed and walking hand in hand out of the park. "Will you come back to bed with me?" He asked hopefully.

She nodded 'no'. "School."

He frowned in understanding. "Will you come see me after class?"

"I will try my best." Elena said softly knowing she was going to learn how to break the spell.

He stopped walking halting her in place. "Is everything well between us? Was it too soon for us..."

"Damon, stop, you did nothing wrong. Everything is fine." 'Except I cheated on my boyfriend who happens to be your little brother. And I'm about to find out how to send you back, which will break my heart more than I ever thought possible.' Her mind was screaming. She didn't regret sleeping with him, but she was not prepared for the consequences. Stefan and her were bound to have a heartbreaking conversation in a few hours.

Damon looked at her suspiciously, but decided not to antagonize her. In his mind, he kept pushing away the haunting thought that their relationship was going to change. He was only certain that she was made for him. He would fight at all costs to keep her.


A/N: OMFG they made love! You're probably thinking. It was important for them to have sex in this arc (spoiler: there is no magical baby). We're half-way through the story now. Get ready for Stefan's information on the spell. Vampire Damon is going to have a blast/crisis seeing Elena. Be Good & Review!

Misc: Vampire Damon's speech last chapter was more defending himself than driven by his feelings for Elena. At this point, he's excited to know someone is 'fated' for him (he's a fatalist, remember?). I'm not sure if he's in love with her, you can argue yes or no.

Dear followers... I'm switching to 'You Know I'm No Good' now. Sorry for the delay. I'll try for 4 chapters to be fair.