Damon and Elena were in his room, tangled up on his bed kissing when they heard the front door open and people enter the house.

Voices drifted up to their ears and they stopped, dead-still. Their lips were still locked together, but they were no longer moving. Elena's eyes were wide because she feared being caught, but she couldn't bring herself to break from his lips.

"I still think we should tell her," Caroline's voice hit Elena's ears. Out of surprise, she broke the kiss with Damon.

"Is that Caroline?" Elena whispered in shock. Damon nodded and pressed his forefinger against her lips to silence her. Elena nodded in understanding. She didn't want to be overheard by Caroline while she was with Damon. Although, she would have preferred that he silence her with a kiss instead of his finger.

"She can never know, Care," Stefan responded to Caroline and Elena looked at Damon with suspicion and curiosity. Damon cocked his head to the side wondering the same thing as Elena.

"I can't keep lying to her! She's my best friend."

"How I hear it, you've just been ignoring her."

"Well, I can't keep doing that. She deserves to know the truth." Caroline argued with Stefan.

"Yes, she deserves the truth."

"Then I'll tell her?" Caroline asked.

"No!" Stefan responded immediately.

"Stefan!"

"I don't know, Caroline." Stefan paused, "I feel like she's hiding something from me."

"Baby brother's intuitive," Damon shrugged, "What a twist." Elena chuckled a little.

"Like what?" Caroline asked.

"Like Damon. I see the way she looks at him…the way she touches him. She's practically fawning over him."

"Well, he's not wrong," Elena whispered to Damon. He smiled and kissed her shortly, but tenderly. She groaned in annoyance when he broke from her lips. She wanted all of him.

"No!" Caroline exclaimed, "Not Damon…and Elena…no! That's just!…he's just!….ew."

"Well that's just rude." Damon said, a little too loudly.

"Is that Damon?" Caroline asked.

"Oh yeah! I forgot he was home…" Stefan responded.

"Woops, caught." Damon said. He stood up and held out his hand to help Elena out of bed. She took it graciously and the moment her feet hit the floor, she fell against Damon.

"Woops, fell." Elena flirtatiously eyed him.

"Yeah, sure ya did." Damon joked, pulling her off of him. He looked at her smiling face and smiled down at her. She was happy. And she was happy because of him.

Elena turned around walked through the hallway and down the stairs. Damon caught up with her. As they descended, Caroline and Stefan became visible, standing and talking in the main room where Damon and Elena met for the first time for the second time.

At the sight of Damon and Elena, Stefan and Caroline stopped talking and gave them suspicious looks.

"Elena?" Stefan asked, "I thought you were taking an alone day?" Caroline raised her eyebrows at Elena.

"I was. That was until Klaus decided to pay a visit."

"Klaus?!" Stefan asked.

Caroline rolled her eyes at the sound of the hybrid's name and Elena internally laughed. She had seen Caroline do the same thing many times before—she was attracted to Klaus.

"Yeah," Elena said, "And he told us some stuff—his 'master plan' for lack of a better word."

"And?" Caroline asked. Together, Damon and Elena filled Caroline and Stefan in on the conversation with Klaus, excluding the controversial parts.

"So, we have to get engaged?" Stefan inquired, still trying to wrap his head around the concept.

"Yes," Elena responded. She watched Stefan's expression; he was joyed at the thought, but disappointed with the circumstances and Elena realized that she should probably clarify her intentions with the deal, "But, Stefan…I'm only eighteen. I don't want to get engaged."

"I know," Stefan said understandingly.

"So, we'll just fake it?"

"Fine," Stefan agreed. He obviously wasn't overjoyed about the whole situation.

Elena's interactions with Stefan recently were contrived and awkward; all the fluff had disappeared from their relationship. She looked between the three other people in the room and her eyes lingered on Damon. She became conscious about her glued eyes and quickly looked down. A faint blush crawled across her cheeks.

Everyone in the room noticed her awkward attempt at concealing her fondness. Noticing the sudden change in Elena, Stefan decided to confront her about it. He had enough of the secrecy, but his timing was not great.

"Elena, are you and Damon sleeping together?" Stefan asked straightforwardly. His stance was defensive and he stared her down. Elena was startled by the sudden confrontation and stood dumbstruck for a moment before speaking. Damon and Caroline awkwardly shuffled their feet as they watched the event unfold before their eyes.

"What?" Elena paused, still in shock, "No! Stefan, why would you think that?"

"I'm not stupid, Elena. You promised me that you would be open with me!"

"And I am!" Elena exclaimed. She didn't know why she was getting so upset about the confrontation because she honestly did deserve it. "Damon and I have not slept together!"

"Thank God," Caroline whispered and Damon glared at her from the side..

"So you two aren't sleeping together?" Stefan asked. Damon and Elena nodded together in confirmation. "Has there been anything else between you two?"

Elena felt awkward having this discussion in front of the judgmental Caroline and the easily hurt Damon.

"You know of my past with him," Elena said timidly.

"But after the truth or dare incident?" Stefan asked. Elena took a moment to think: if she told Stefan the truth about her and Damon, she risked destroying Klaus's plan and losing Damon permanently; if she lied, she'd feel guilty and possibly lose Stefan entirely. Elena hated having to make the decisions, but in the end, her choice was obvious.

"Nothing since then," She looked Stefan directly in the eyes as she lied.

"Really?' Stefan pushed further and Elena crossed her arms.

"Are you really that distrusting of me?!" Elena fumed. She walked over to Damon and wrapped her arms around his waist, "Would you prefer it this way?!"

"No! Obviously not!"

"Then, why are you so adamant on your accusations?!" Elena unclasped her hands and stepped back from Damon. "You're awfully quick to presume when I know that you're hiding something from me!" She watched as Stefan and Caroline's faces tightened.

"What do you mean?" Stefan played innocence and Elena rolled her eyes at his blatant lie. She wasn't much better than him on the lying front, but she was still angry. Probably more because of the way he had been treating her recently—broke and wrong.

"We overheard your conversation when you came home," Elena said, "What can't you tell Elena? By all means…enlighten me."

Stefan and Caroline both stared at Elena with the same expression—guilt.

She remained still, staring them down and waiting for one of them to speak up. After a while of silence, Elena glanced between Damon and the front door.

"Damon?" Elena broke the silence.

"Yes, Elena?" Damon asked, standing comfortably with his arms crossed. It seemed like nothing that just happened fazed him.

"Can we—?" Elena gestured towards the door and Damon immediately caught on to what she was saying.

"Yeah, of course," Damon took two quick strides to the side table and grabbed his keys. Elena began walking to the door. As she passed Damon, he instinctively rested his hand on her lower back. Stefan and Caroline watched as the two left the house. They knew that if they tried to stop them, Elena would just leave quicker.

Once Damon and Elena reached the Camaro, they jumped in and Damon revved up the engine. He was about to pull out of the driveway when Elena grabbed his hand.

"Thank you," Elena said and Damon smiled.

"Anything for you, Miss Gilbert."

"I feel so guilty!" Elena leaned back exasperated.

"Why?"

"You know why," Elena said, turning to Damon. She sighed and brushed her bangs out of her face, "I don't have the right to get mad at Stefan because he's accusing me of being with you because I am with you!"

"Take a little something from my handbook, Elena," He turned to his side to fully face her, "Never feel guilty about something that makes you happy."

"I don't feel guilty about loving you, or being happy with you," Elena clarified, "I feel guilty about lying."

"But, for a good reason." Damon stated and Elena sighed. He had once again won her over and she was tired of arguing. "Where to?"

"Anywhere away from here," Elena shrugged.

"Your wish is my command," Damon leaned back in his seat. He turned his head towards her and did his eye-thing. Elena always had a lot of trouble controlling herself when he did that, but now she wasn't sure she could hold back.

She leaned over and pulled him down to her lips, expecting only to briefly kiss him, but she got infatuated in the kiss and slyly crawled over to where he was. She straddled his hips. Damon placed his hands on her side. Elena grabbed his hands and pushed them down to her waist, showing him what she wanted. Damon pulled her closer to him and she began undoing the buttons on his shirt.

No matter how much Damon wanted to fulfill her desires, he knew that Elena was on unstable ground after her argument with Stefan. He knew her morals and wanted to give her one last out. He broke the kiss.

"Elena," He whispered breathlessly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Elena nodded eagerly.

"I know what I want," She whispered back, "I want you, and I want you now."

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