OK, so in the last A/N I said this would be the morning after but then... I realised it wasn't morning so...

Damon woke up before Elena did, a goofy grin on his face as he took in the sight of Elena snuggled up on his chest.

He leant down and kissed her forehead as images of the night before rushed back to him.

Their lips claiming each other, their bodies never losing contact with each other. In all his years of existence he had never experienced a more blissful night.

The fact that she had even thought about kissing him, let alone spending the night with him, blew his mind. He couldn't be more content with how comfortable she was around him.

She shifted in her sleep, drawing his attention to her, he gazed at her for a few seconds, smiling at her innocence.

"Damon? " she asked after a few seconds of silence, she reached out to him and he immediately moved closer to her, allowing her touch to reach him.

"Good morning, beautiful. " he murmured into her hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Morning. " said Elena, she loved waking up next to Damon and she knew she could get used to this.

Damon grinned, moving closer to her, nuzzling her neck, making her sigh in contentment.

That's when they heard a shout from downstairs, "Damon? " exclaimed a voice that Elena recognized as Alaric's.

Elena's P.O.V

The first thing I did when I heard Alaric's voice was look at Damon's clock, it was 8 in the morning, what did he want? But then I realised that it in fact wasn't 8 in the morning, it was 8 at night.

I saw Damon close his eyes in annoyance but reluctantly roll off the bed, pulling on his jeans, doing up the button and turning to me with apologetic eyes.

He was about to walk out the door when he suddenly stopped and turned around, rushing back to me and chastely kissing me on the lips.

I smiled and sighed, all I could think about was Damon.

He was the only thing on my mind.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, then came Alaric's questioning voice, "Damon, it's eight o'clock at night and you've already picked up a girl? " I heard Alaric say and I almost growled, surprising myself at the sudden anger inside of me.

"Is it really your business as to what I do in my personal life? " I heard Damon reply, he was leaning on the doorframe so his left shoulder was still in view.

Alaric sighed, "Have you seen Elena lately? I haven't heard from her in a while. "

I saw Damon's back tense as he acted cool, "Uh I haven't seen her. "

That was it.

I slipped out of Damon's bed and threw on one of his John Varvatos button down shirts, slipping on the pair of underwear that was thrown onto one of Damon's couches, and walked to the door, immediately capturing Alaric's attention.

"Elena? What the hell are... No. You two are... I mean are you... did you? " Alaric seemed to be having a mental breakdown, he couldn't seem to form a coherent sentence.

Meanwhile, all Damon was focusing on was... well... me. Ever since I walked out beside him, he wouldn't stop staring at me.

Finally, Alaric seemed to have registered a sentence in his mind and focused on Damon and I, "Elena, when did you two become a thing? "

"Well... I guess it's been complicated for a while now and I just thought that... I was over all the lies. " I replied, shyly. This really wasn't the way I thought I was going to tell Damon my feelings.

Alaric frowned and slowly nodded, "Well, I obviously came at a bad time- "

"What, that's ridiculous, please stay and have a cup of tea! " Damon replied, sarcasm dripping in his voice.

Alaric rolled his eyes and slowly turned to me, "Can I... I mean... I want to talk to Damon for a second. "

I slowly nodded, smiling, "Sure, I'll be in your room. " I said to Damon, grinning.

No one's P.O.V

Damon frowned when Elena had left him and Alaric by themselves, it seemed Alaric either needed to tell him something important or have a moment with him. He was hoping it was the first one since he really wasn't in the mood for a sappy moment.

"Look, Damon. You know Elena is like a daughter to me and I know she'll be safe with you. Just know how fragile she is and how fast she'll fall for you. Keep her safe, Damon. " he said, smiling at him. "You've really done it this time, buddy. " Alaric added at the end, causing Damon to chuckle.

"Thank you. For not overreacting and getting mad, which I know Judgy is gonna do. " said Damon, rolling his eyes as Alaric laughed.

"Anyway, I think the group should meet up, there's a thing that's going on and I think we should all be filled in about it, say we meet up at 10, here? " suggested Alaric.

Damon nodded, "Alright. "

He was about to turn and walk back to Elena in his room when Alaric grabbed his shoulder.

He turned back to him and chuckled, "What is it gonna be, lame handshake or brotherly hug? "

Alaric grinned, they both looked at each other for a second and said in unison, "Handshake. "

So they shook hands but slowly met each other's eyes and laughed, turning the handshake into a brotherly hug.

"See ya, man. " Alaric said, as they parted.

"See ya. " Damon replied as he walked back to his bedroom door.

And he grinned at the sight he saw.

Elena was still wearing his shirt but was now tucked in, under his duvet, she looked quite comfy and he had the urge to walk over there and cuddle up with her but he still wanted to talk to her about what had just unravelled.

"I can't believe you did that. " he told her, speeding over to where she was on the bed, leaning over her with his weight resting on his two hands that were by her shoulders.

She grinned, leaning closer to him, "Well I did. "

He leaned back a bit and took in her place in his bed where she was snuggled under the duvet.

He sped over to her, under the covers, stroking her face lightly, "I'm serious, I didn't think you would want to tell people this soon. "

Elena avoided his gaze, shyly, "Well... I guess I just didn't want him to think you just picked up some random girl. " she finished, quietly.

He tilted her head up, meeting her eyes that held an emotion he was fearful to place.

"Thank you. " he said, softly, leaning in to claim her lips in a tender kiss.

****DELENA****

Jeremy hung his phone up for the 15th time that day, Bonnie had been avoiding him and he really needed to tell someone about the Emily issue.

"Bonnie... why won't you let me just talk to you? " he whispered to no one n particular, which is what made him jump when he heard a voice from behind him.

"Bonnie's not listening to you, huh? How sad. " said a sarcastic voice, recognized as Vicki.

"Vick, I need your help, last night I was talking to Anna about Emily and- " she cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

"Don't bother asking me about Emily, I'm not saying a thing. " she said, quickly. The pain she'd gone through the night before was unbearable and she sure as hell was not going to let herself slip.

Jeremy slapped his forehead, "Why the hell were you asking for my help if I can't freakin' do anything? " he yelled, calling him frustrated right now was an understatement.

"Look Jer, I know we've been asking for a big thing here but you have to trust me. And if you can't trust me, trust Anna. We're being tortured and- ahhh! " It was like one of Vicki's brain cell's leaked as she held her head.

He backed away from her, grabbing his phone and calling Bonnie's number, hoping that she would pick up just once, all his hope was hanging by a thread.

"Pick up, pick up, and pick up. " he whispered to the inanimate object.

But of course, his chances fell short as it went to her answering machine.

You will forget everything she has said- a voice was whispering in his mind, it wasn't his own. It was a voice that seemed familiar in the slightest way, he just didn't know who it was.

Then it hit him, Vicki and Anna were being tortured, kept on this earth because of Emily?

Emily.

She was trying to make him forget, "No, get out of here, you're not getting into my brain! " exclaimed Jeremy, knowing fully well that if anyone walked in the door right now they would think he should be in a mental house.

More whispering.

Then silence.

Just bare silence.

Then he saw her.

In the far right corner, she stood there.

"Mom? "