Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. Set after the barbecue in s2. I miss Jenna. Nostalgia.

Jenna and Damon. Damon and Jenna. No one understood what the hell happened there. Everyone suspected that they were together and Damon screwed it all up but no one had the actual courage to go up to one of them and ask. Not even Elena. So when she heard Jenna say in the kitchen 'I have dated many yous.' she had to know. She went up to her aunt and asked her.

"Jenna, have you and Damon ever...? You know." Jenna raised her eyebrow. "Were you ever...a thing?"

"A thing? Do you mean a relationship?" Elena nodded. Jenna took a deep breath and turned back to her school work. "It's a bit more complicated than that. But in the most simple terms. Yes. We had a relationship." Elena sat down, struck by this news. Her aunt and Damon Salvatore?

"But..what about Ric?" Jenna looked at Elena again confused.

"What about him?"

"Well...aren't you two in a relationship?" Jenna laughed quietly and again looked at her books.

"You do know that you don't have to have only one relationship in your life, Elena?" The teenage girl looked at her aunt and was more confused than ever. "Besides, Ric is just a friend. With benefits." Elena stood up quickly, knocking the chair over.

"Okay. I am not ready to hear about your sex life." She put the chair back in its' place and walked away as fast as possible. Jenna sniggered at that but her mind was too busy with school to have a real conversation about Damon with Elena. Especially since he kissed Elena a couple of weeks ago. Or Katherine. Not Elena. Jenna rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock. Nearly 1 am. She groaned and looked at her work still not fully finished. She hated school. She absolutely despised it. But she promised her sister she'd go. She promised she'd graduate. All the years of partying would be over. She remembered that conversation so well. It was the last conversation they had before she left to pick Elena up from a party with her husband. Jenna remembered everything vividly. Every smell, every noise, every move. She rubbed her eyes again and got up to make herself some coffee. The water was slowly boiling in the kettle and she had a few moments to stand there in silence and just stare out the window. The moment she caught Katherine and Damon on the porch replaying over and over in her head. It was on constant loop before her eyes since that time. Nothing helped to get rid of it. Not even Ric and he usually helped her get rid of all Damon related thoughts.

The kettle made a little noise announcing that it was done. She poured the water into her cup and the kitchen slowly filled up with the smell of coffee that made her so happy and got back to her assignment. She was determined to have it finished by 4 am. But somebody interrupted by knocking on her door. She got up wondering who it could be at this time of hour. It was way too late for visitors so this was probably somebody specific. She opened and saw the elder Salvatore.

"It's 1 o'clock. Elena's asleep." She said harshly to him. He stepped forward tilting his head and towering over her.

"I'm not here for Elena." He whispered and instantly had her pressed against the door, his lips gliding over hers and his hands roaming over her body. She kissed back hungrily and grabbed his head trying to smash it closer together if that was possible. His hand found its way into her pants which were quickly unzipped and on the floor. Jenna moaned and withered underneath his touch as his fingers teased her. He smirked into the kiss.

Jenna sat up gasping in her bed and slammed her palm on the alarm clock to shut it up. She went to have a shower disgruntled at the unfinished dream. It's not that she felt anything for Damon anymore. It's just that he could make her make unimaginable noises and she missed that. She missed the sex. There were no feelings left over for him. 'None.' She walked down into the kitchen and found that her books were still there which was strange because she thought it was all a dream.

When Elena came into the kitchen though, it was clear that they still had a conversation last night from the way the teenage girl avoided looking at her aunt. Jenna smirked and started packing up her things for school.

"Want a ride to school?" She asked her niece who shook her head.

"Stefan's picking me up." There was an awkward silence hanging in the air. "So um...did Ric come by last night? I mean—I heard some noises and—I assumed that..." Elena was blushing furiously. Jenna smirked but something bothered her.

"No, Ric didn't come by. Maybe you imagined the noises." Elena nodded.

"Probably."

"I'm gonna go now. I'll see you later?" Elena nodded again and Jenna left quickly attempting to not laugh at her niece's awkwardness. But one step outside told her that Elena didn't imagine any noises last night as Damon was on the porch, drinking coffee from Jenna's cup and smirking. Jenna's eyes widened and she quickly walked past him to her car. He followed her and leaned against it looking at her. "What the hell did you do?" She asked quietly putting her bag in the trunk.

"Well...I just made sure you had very pleasant dreams. I think I owed you for yesterday's lovely barbecue." She hit his arm.

"Damon. You can't use your little vampire games on me. Because I'm not going to put up with it."

"Oh, come on. Tell me you didn't enjoy it." She stayed silent and Damon crossed his arms, his smirk turning into a full blown cocky grin. "See, I did you a favour. Ric may be a good guy but he's not the brightest tool in the sack."

"As opposed to Elena? Or Katherine?" His grin disappeared quickly. "Damon. I'm not your little play thing. Leave me alone or I'll ruin your precious little car with a sledgehammer." Damon's eyes widened but indeed he started walking away to the Gilbert household. Jenna got into her car and looked in the rear-view at his retreating figure. She made sure he was inside the house before she slammed her head on the steering wheel. 'Worst taste in men. EVER.'

A/N: Haven't written anything for this in a while and I felt like it tonight.