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The pancakes weren't bad. At all. But Elena had never doubted her abilities.
She smiled, as she and Caroline picked up the dirty dishes, taking them to the sink, while hopscotching around the mess on the floor.
"I can't believe that dirty son of a bitch did all of this just to get at Damon," Caroline shook her head.
Elena shrugged, watching through the space as Stefan and Damon talked.
"It just seems like a lot of effort for a little payback. I mean, hasn't he ever heard of water in the gas tank? Or telling a lie to get you fired from your job? Who goes all psycho enough to kidnap a girl, fake her death, then keep her drugged in convenience for three years?"
"Mmhm," Elena murmured. Damon was focused in on whatever he was saying. His hair was longer than she remembered, but that would make sense. And he seemed different in a way, older.
"Elena! Are you listening to me?"
She turned then, Caroline staring at her.
She gave her a small smirk, "Sorry, Care."
The blond sighed, following Elena's line of sight, "I guess I understand why you would be distracted. The two of you have a lot to talk about."
Elena nodded, and Caroline gave her a little push, "Go. I'll finish up here, then call my mom. We'll leave in a bit to go talk to her, work out an actual plan."
Elena smiled, "Thanks Care."
Damon's eyes flew to hers when Elena stepped out of the kitchen, toward him and his brother.
"Sorry to interrupt," she smiled.
"You're fine," Damon promised, pulling her to him.
She wondered if he was craving the contact as much as she was.
"Can we talk?" She asked, and he nodded, turning to his brother.
"We'll finish this later, Stef."
Stefan nodded as Elena led the eldest Salvatore up the stairs, back to his room.
"What's the matter?" Damon asked as she closed the door.
She walked forward, sliding her arms back around his waist, "I just needed to be with you. Alone, for just a minute."
Damon nodded, enclosing his arms around her.
It wasn't long before silent sobs were shaking her.
Those years of her life that she wouldn't get back, the rape, the beatings, her baby that died before it got to live, and all the pain those she loved had suffered through...It wasn't right. And Klaus would pay.
"Shh, it's okay, kitten," Damon kissed her head, "You're safe now."
She pulled back, looking at him, "I never wanted to leave you, Damon..."
He smiled a little, "I know that. I told you, I don't blame you..."
She nodded, "I didn't think that you did. I just...I hate that we lost so much."
"We'll heal, Elena...and we can make up for the time."
"And the baby?" She asked, glancing up at him, "We can never get our baby back, Damon. When Klaus raped me...I miscarried, I lost our baby...I couldn't keep it safe."
Tears succumbed her again, but Damon was shaking his head, "No, Elena. Don't ever think that. It was Klaus. He's the reason our baby died...it was not your fault."
"But how do we go on? Knowing what our life was going to be?"
Damon sighed, "I don't know, and I've been trying to do it for a few years now."
Elena leaned her head against his neck, "It was our baby, Damon. I've tried not to think about it much, but I can't push out those thoughts...just knowing what he did, that our baby died..."
He held her head to him, "I know. The moment I realized that you were alive, my mind jumped to the baby...but we'll drive ourselves crazy if we focus on it. You're alive, Elena. You're back in my arms, and that alone is miraculous. Klaus will pay for his sins."
"I'm scared Damon," She admitted, "I don't know what all he's capable of. When I was with him, living blindly by what he told me...it was hell. He gets mad so easily, he hit me, every time I pissed him off. He made me had sex with him, until I finally just gave in, and let him have me...I hate myself Damon, for being with him, for thinking that I would have ever been with someone like," she exhaled, "I mean, you're suppose to know yourself better than anyone. So why didn't I know? Why didn't I fight him, Damon? I should have, and I should have remembered you."
Damon closed his eyes, leaning his head against hers, "Elena, I know it's hard...but you have to listen to me, this had nothing to do with you. Klaus was using you. That's it. He took control of you because he knew it would hurt me. This isn't your fault, and there is no way you could have known any different. You did what you had to."
"Why does he hate you so much, Damon? To go that far..."
Damon sighed, "Because I kicked his ass once, when he wouldn't leave Will alone. I hated him, and I threatened him, telling him to back off...a week later Will died."
Elena swallowed, as he continued, "I told him that I knew he did it. That he was the reason Will died, and he just fucking laughed, right in my face. So I told him I would kill him...we got into, majorly. The police pulled us apart, and Klaus spent a few nights in jail, but that was before big brother bailed him out. He's had it in for me ever since. And I guess just seeing you with me...I'd moved on, Elena. I could be happy with you, and he knew that...so he took you away from me...he used you like the toy you were to him, because each time, it brought him satisfaction, knowing that he had something that mattered to me."
Elena took his face in her hands, "Damon, he never had me...I've always been yours. Even when I didn't know it."
He gave her a small smiled, "I know that...but it didn't stop it from hurting like hell when I thought you'd died. You know, I couldn't even go to your funeral...and maybe that makes me a bad person, but seeing it...hearing those words about you...I just couldn't."
She nodded, "It's okay. I wouldn't have been able to handle it either. At least I didn't have to remember what I'd lost."
Damon's gaze hardened, "No, you were just beaten and used as a sex toy, I can see how that's so much better."
She dropped her eyes, "I'm sorry."
"For the last time," he told her, lifting her chin, "It is not your fault. But Klaus will not walk free, Elena. Not after this. I have to know he's either dead or locked away for the rest of his pathetic life."
She nodded, "We're going to talk to the sheriff in a bit, come up with some ideas on how to get him."
She shivered.
Damon nodded, "Are you okay?"
Elena sighed, but she was still shaking a little, "It's just nerves, I guess. It hasn't been an easy few days, trying to work out what life was what, and all of these emotions rolling around."
Damon kissed her forehead, "What can I do to help?"
Her eyes lifted, meeting his blue ones, "Well there is something."
"Anything," he promised her, and she cupped his cheeks.
"I don't want to remember all of the bad stuff, but I have to...I need to remember it all...but I can't go another minute knowing that Klaus was the last one to have his hands on me...that he-" she stopped, exhaling, "I want to forget that..." Her hands trailed down his shoulders to his chest.
"You can make me. Make me forget about what he did to me."
Damon's eyes darkened, "Elena."
"I want you, Damon. I want you to be the last person I've kissed, the last person that's touched me. And not that I blame you, but knowing that you've been with other women," his eyes dropped shamefully, so Elena forced his gaze to her, "I love you. And I need to be the last one to have you like that. I need you to be the last one to have me. I've been without you too long, and I need to feel you inside me."
Damon nodded, bringing his lips down to hers, because that's what he needed too, for her to reclaim him, just as he planned on reclaiming her.
They weren't going to be able to just make love this time, and they both knew it. It had simply been too long, and they had been through too much.
Elena ripped his shirt away, as he pulled down the boxers she had on, then she was attacking his jeans. He pulled the shirt she was wearing, his shirt, off of her with one hand, and her body was finally exposed to him. He let his lips run down her neck, her collarbone, her breast.
She was moaning, pulling his head back up to hers, hungrily attaching to his mouth.
She pushed him backwards, onto the bed, running her mouth down his neck. He used her distraction to flip them, so he hovered over her.
She felt him at her entrance then, and felt a moment of panic.
Damon hesitated, waiting for her. So she took a breath, and looked up into his eyes.
This was Damon. Not Klaus. Klaus would never hurt her again. And after a few love making sessions with this beautiful man, the feeling of Klaus inside her would be just a distant memory.
She shifted her hips forward, causing Damon to sink inside of her.
"Fuck," Damon groaned, his head falling slack as he pulled himself out and slammed back down.
Elena's moans caught in her throat as Damon began driving into her.
As she writhed beneath him, the words, "I love you," fell from her lips, over and over.
"I love you too," he huffed, kissing her again.
Their pace was fast and uneven, but neither could care, and soon it had them both on the edge.
"God, Damon!" Elena closed her eyes, her head falling into his shoulder as she began to convulse.
Her walls tightened around him, and a few thrust later, he followed her over the edge.
They laid there for a moment, next to each other, sideways on the bed, just breathing.
Elena was the first one to recover, flipping so she was halfway on top of him. She used her elbow to prop her head up, connecting their gazes.
"That was even better than I remember," She told him, and he smiled, letting his eyes close.
"Ditto, baby, ditto."
She leaned forward, kissing him, and he rolled them again, turning so that they were actually laying the right way, then rested on her, their legs tangled, his head on her breast.
She let her hand run through his hair, just holding him, reassuring him.
"That should have been breakfast," he muttered after a moment, and she giggled.
He looked up at her, that smirk in place, "I take it you don't disagree..."
"Well you have always been good in the sack," she teased.
Damon chuckled, "Oh me and my gorgeous body?"
She rolled her eyes, "Don't tease. It took me a few months to get use to you the first time, babe...Can you be surprised that I was ready to crawl all over you?"
He was still laughing softly, then lifted himself so he could stare at her properly.
"I can't tell you how happy I am right now, Lena. Thinking that you'd died, it really screwed with me..." His fingers trailed down her body, "And even though the baby-" he trailed off, shaking his head, "Well, now that your here...don't expect me to let you go any time soon."
She smiled, and he began to kiss up her neck.
"Damon," she sighed, as his tongue ran over the skin there.
"Mmh?"
"The others are probab-" his lips came to hers, and she let the thought die.
It wasn't long before she felt him growing hard against her.
"Again?" she asked, an eyebrow raising.
"Like I said, I have no control when it comes to you."
She smiled, "Or you're just insatiable."
Damon kissed her again, "Believe me, I could never get enough of you."
She pulled his mouth back to hers, giving into what they were both craving. They did have a lot of time to make up for, after all.
A few hours later, Elena finally walked downstairs, freshly showered and wearing Damon's button down shirt over the jeans she'd came in. Caroline had washed them.
"There you are," The blond in question called, coming around to the living room, "I called my mom, and she wants us to be up there within the hour. And Jenna will be here by four, tonight. She and Ric are driving down."
Elena nodded, smiling, "Thanks Care, really."
Caroline grinned, "Of course, I'm just glad that everything's getting normal again. Now we just have to kick Klaus's ass then we'll all ride off into the sunset!"
Elena laughed, "I'm sure your right."
"Of course I am," her friend insisted, "By the way, remind me to take you shopping."
She observed Elena's clothes and the brunette chuckled, "No, this is Damon's."
"Okay, why would you-"
She stopped then as Damon came down the stairs, his hair wet from the shower he'd obviously just left. Caroline took them both in.
"Well, it didn't take long for you two to get down to business."
Elena blushed, and Damon smirked, "Don't be jealous, Blondie."
Caroline rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah. Anyway, in an hour..."
Elena nodded, "That works for me."
"What works?" Damon asked.
"I'm going with Caroline to talk to her mom."
Damon nodded, "Okay, I'm coming with you."
"Damon, you don't have t-"
"I'm coming," he cut her off, ending the argument.
"Alright, then you better go get dressed," Caroline pointed out, as he was still shirtless, wearing his dark jeans.
"Fine," he glanced at Elena, "Wanna help?"
She rolled her eyes, but followed him anyway, "We'll be ready, Care."
The blonde just chuckled, rolling her eyes at her best friends.
The sheriff's office was one of the town's bigger buildings. Liz Forbes was waiting for them, as expected.
"Well, it's true then," she said as Elena came up, "You're back in the land of the living.
Elena allowed the woman to hug her, "As far as I know. It's good to see you Liz."
"You too, sweetheart," She took a breath, then addressed them with her sheriff voice, "Now, if we want to be able to prove that this Niklaus did what everyone thinks, we're going to need proof, not just your word, honey. But it's a start, so why don't you tell me what happened."
Elena spent the next thirty minutes explaining her story, and Damon told Liz what he knew of Klaus. There was enough in their testimony, but-
"It would help to have physical proof, because right now, it's your word against his..."
Damon sighed, lifting his shirt, "This isn't proof enough?"
He still had a few scars from where Klaus had attacked him that night.
"I'm sorry Damon, but there isn't a way to prove that Klaus actually did that."
"He raped me," Elena insisted, "Isn't there some way to prove that?"
Liz nodded, "Too much time has passed, your body has healed...but the fact that you miscarried after the rape could help...There's medical records proving that you were pregnant, and now, there is obviously no baby, so we might have a little something there. We'll do the blood work too, maybe we'll catch a hint of this drug he was giving you, then maybe get a warrant to search his place, if we manage to find the same stuff, we'll have him."
Elena sighed, "That seems like a big 'if'."
Liz shrugged, "Just depends on how this plays out...but if we're going to take him to court, we need to at least know we'll have him when we do, because if he walks, it's over."
Damon groaned, "It just seems like there should be more we can do."
Liz shrugged, "Well if you could get Klaus to waltz right in and confess to everything, then that would save us a whole lot of-"
"I can."
Both of them turned to face Elena.
"What?" Damon asked.
"I can get Klaus to confess," her eyes were on Liz.
"I know where the apartment is...I can go back...he'll want me back on the drugs, so he'll try and dose me again...but I can goad him, pretend like I remember some things, but not others...I'll make him tell me the truth, because since he's dosing me up anyway, he wont care...But we can record it."
Liz seemed to consider this, "It's quite risky, Elena."
"Hell no," Damon agreed, "It's not gonna happen, Sweetheart."
Elena ignored him, "I can do it, Liz, I can get him to tell me, while wearing a wire, and we'll have him."
Liz nodded, "We'd need to take extreme precautions, and what if he succeeds, in making you forget again?"
"No!" Damon insisted again, "No, no, no, did I mention No! You're not walking back into the lion's mouth, Elena!"
Again he was ignored, "There's got to be an anti-serum. To reverse the affects. The stuff he's using isn't strong, so I'll just need some sort of antigen to increase the productivity in that part of my brain, so it will kill off the drug as it's going into my system...I can just play along. We can do the blood work now, figure out just what it is he's using..."
"If I let you do this," Liz started, "Can you promise me that you'll get the confession. I don't want to risk it for no reason."
Damon was shaking his head, but Elena nodded, "I can get it."
"Okay," Liz agreed, "Let's do it."
Damon's fist landed on the table and both women jumped, looking at him.
"Forget it," he growled, "She is Not doing it."
"Damon," Elena sighed, and he turned on her, "No! You aren't going...I don't care if I have to hog tie you to the bottom of a well, you aren't going to see him again."
She shook her head, "It's my choice, Damon. I want to take him down."
"Then find another way," he insisted.
"This is the only way," Elena fired back, and Damon shook his head, turning and storming from the room.
Liz looked worried, "Maybe we should-"
"No," Elena said, with conviction, "We're going to do it. Set up an appointment to do the test, and get everything ready, I'll deal with Damon."
They nodded at each other, and Elena left the room, looking for her lover.
He was at the base of the stairs in the main lobby.
"Damon," she walked over to him, and he stood.
"I can't let you do it, Elena." His eyes penetrated hers.
"I'll be fine," she reasoned, "The whole police department will be behind me, if something goes wrong...I survived three years with him, Damon...I'm stronger than you think."
"This isn't about strength. You survived three years, as Katherine, not you! And I can't let him take you away from me again," His arms wrapped around her waist, "I can't lose you again, Lena."
She sighed, leaning into him, "You wont, babe. But I have to do this. He hurt me, Damon...he hurt both of us. And I have to do whatever it takes to make him pay for that."
She pulled back to look at him, "Please, try and understand, I have to, Damon."
His eyebrows furrowed, "I don't want you too."
"I know, but like I said, it's my choice...and I'd rather you have my back, making sure that I'm safe, than pissed off at me."
"Of course, I have your back," he promised, "I just don't want you to get hurt."
"Then trust me, Damon. I know what I'm doing...and Klaus will get his."
Finally he sighed, nodding, "Fine, but one wrong thing and you get out of there."
She nodded, "I promise."
He seemed to accept this, as his head leaned down, and his lips pressed against hers.
"Be careful," he whispered, and she nodded.
"Of course. I just got you back, Damon...I'm not letting go that easily."
He smiled a little, pulling her tighter to him, "Fine, lets go get these test done."
She nodded, allowing him to lead her back toward Liz's office.
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