N: So since I saw the spoilers and there will be another dance, this idea started playing in my head, so I put it on paper…hope you like it, enjoy!

Tequila shots

I swallowed my forth…or was it fifth…anyway, who's counting and who cares how many shots of tequila I had…wait a minute…the last one was vodka, right? It felt good…I felt free. Every bad thought about Elijah, Klaus, Katherine…there were all just bad foggy memories in my head.

"Hello…what are you looking at, I'm right here?" I asked.

Stefan turned to face me. He looked concerned, but then again he always looked concerned…

"Damon just got outside with Caroline…this can't be good."

"I'm sure she likes Matt…"

"That's not the kind of bad I was referring to" he said. He took the glass from my hand and placed it a few inches away on the bar and I moaned in protest.

"Hey, I was working on that."

"I'm sure you were, but I think you had enough."

"Geez, Damon's right, you are a buzz-kill."

"You are going to thank me in the morning."

"How about you gave me my glass back and I'll thank you now?" I said smiling seductively.

"No, no, no. Now, how about you stay here and be a good girl and I'll run outside to see what's wrong with Damon and Caroline?"

I just nodded and rolled my eyes. Once I saw him disappear behind the exit door, I took back the glass from the bar and drank it all in one sip.

OUTSIDE

"Damon, what's wrong…where's Caroline? I've been looking for her and she's not answering her phone?"

"Since when do I keep track of Barbie's activities?"

"I saw her getting out with you Damon…"

"Oh, yeah, I went to walk Andie to her car, I don't know where Blondie is." Damon said, getting inside and Stefan followed him.

"Well then we have to find her Damon, it's not like her to disappear like that, something's wrong!"

"Oh, no, brother, there's no 'me' in 'we'. I have an early meeting with the council and I need my beauty sleep. So you go sniff Blondie and I'll go home."

Just as he spoke, something caught his attention. Elena was dancing alone in the middle of the dance-floor.

Stefan turned around to see what got his brother staring. He took him about two seconds to spot her. He rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to Damon.

"She had a bit too much to fun with the tequila bottle… Can you please take her home and I'll look for Caroline?"

"Oh no, that's your mess right there."

"Damon, I can't look for Caroline and look after Elena in the same time…"

"Fine I'll drunky-sit, but you owe me!"

Stefan nodded and watched his brother making his way towards Elena.

I was spinning…no, the room was spinning…it was all so confusing. Everybody around me looked so darn funny. I let out a laud laugh, but before I had the chance to enjoy it, someone caught my arm.

"Stefan, I…I've been a good girl."

"I'm sure you were" at the words, I realized it wasn't Stefan, it was Damon.

"Damon…what…?"

"I'm here to take you home."

"But I don't want to go home, I'm having fun…"

"Yeah, I can see that and I hate to ruin it, but I have to take you home."

"Oh, come one, lets do shots!" I said enthusiastically. I grabbed his hand and tried to pull him after me towards the bar, but he stood still.

"Elena, let me put this in a different way. You are clearly drunk and I promised your boyfriend I'll take you home. Now do you want to walk to the car, like normal people, or you want me to carry you there? It's your choice, I don't mind either way."

One look at him was enough for me to figure out he wasn't joking, so I followed him.

We got to his car and he held the door for me as I got in. in a split second he was beside be in the driver seat, starting the engine. I was watching him with the corner of my eye. His serious expression made me laugh. My laugh sounded so funny that I started laughing ever harder…if I was on a bed I would've rolled from right to left in laughter.

"What's so funny…do I have something on my face?" he asked.

"Nope" I barely managed.

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Your face…" I started giggling, "…you're all so…serious. What happen to the fun Damon I use to know, the one that made me take a five minutes brake for the first time since I lost my parents, the one that helped me have fun when I didn't know the word fun anymore?"

"You know what; I was wondering the same thing…"

"One Stefan is more than enough, I don't need two…where is he, by the way?"

"He's looking for Barbie, seems that she's missing?"

"Who's this 'Barbie'?" I asked making quotation marks with my fingers in the air.

"Never mind, I think your officially drunk enough not to care anyway" he said rolling his eyes at me.

"Is she your new girlfriend? I thought you are going out with that noisy and ridiculously tall reporter…what was her name Annie, Amelia?"

"Andie…"

"Whatever, she's old…"

"I think I'm older."

"Don't think so…she looks over 150" I said in a whisper.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "Are you jealous?" he asked.

"Nnnnooo…"

"We're home." He said and before I had time to protest that 'I did not want to be home' he opened the door and carried me inside the house. He was carefully placing me on the couch as I was staring at him.

"You have such pretty eyes…" I said, and he looked at me, he almost took my breath away. They were so mesmerizing especially from so close. I raised my head to his face and used me fingers to trace row on his jaw line, "you're beautiful…"

"You're drunk."

"You're making me nervous sometimes, you know that?"

"Really? I didn't know that. Why do I make you nervous?"

"I…I don't know…I look at you…and I… feel things…it tickles in my belly, but shh, don't tell anyone!" I said, pressing my index finger on his mouth. "You have very soft lips…" I said and unconsciously bit mine, "…I want to kiss you right now…but I can't…you're a bad, bad vampire…oh and I have a boyfriend. You should stay away from me! Oh…my feet are killing me! Be happy you're a guy and you don't have to wear hills."

He smiled at me and unzipped me boot. He pulled it out easily, but the other one just won't follow. He had to pull harder and that made me lose my balance. The next thing I know, I was in top of him and his hands were on my back.

"I'm sorry…" I mumbled, "…I think I'm a little tipsy."

"I couldn't find Ca…" Stefan stopped in the middle of the sentence.

I raised my head and watched Stefan stare at us. "Hey boyfriend…" I smiled at him, and then looked at the man underneath me, this must look bad, I was all over him. "…hm, this…it's not what it looks like…"

N: So, what do you think of drunk Elena? If you like it I might do another one, this time only between her and Damon… Review and let me know!