A/N: Thank you so, so much for all the wonderful reviews I have received on this story and I'm sure many of you are thinking that there will be a sequel to this….well you're right J There will be a sequel but it may not be up for some time. After this story I will be focusing on writing up a manuscript to send into a publishing house so my attention will be focused on that. But when season two of The Vampire Diaries starts again I'm sure some episode will spark some idea and I'll take some time away to write up a storm for that J
So here is Chapter Twelve which will probably be the final chapter. Enjoy and please review, review, review J
Elena walked to the window, shut it and locked it. She got changed into her pajamas and then climbed into bed. She cried silently as she replayed what had happened but she fell asleep with a smile on her face because she knew it was all over and she had a wonderful date to look forward to.
Chapter Twelve:
Elena sat straight up in her bed, the quiet of her room filled with nothing but her heavy breathing. Her hair was plastered to her face and her sheets were wet with sweat. The images of her nightmares still swirled in front of her and she felt soft sobs break through. She gasped when she felt someone pull her back and hold her against them. She tried to struggle, afraid that maybe she was still dreaming and whoever this was meant to harm her.
'Elena sshh, it's me.'
Elena's entire body relaxed as she heard Damon's deep, sultry voice in her ear. She clutched at his shirt and buried her face deeper into his chest as she continued to sob.
'It's okay, they were just bad dreams Elena,' he whispered to her, running his hand through her hair, doing his best to remove the hair from her face.
Elena continued to sob quietly for a few more moments and then she was completely calm. Her heart was no longer pounding in her ears and her breathing was slow and steady. She pulled back from Damon and wiped her eyes before looking at him.
'What…how come…'
Damon flashed her a smile as he lounged on her bed.
'I didn't go home. I was outside keeping watch. I didn't expect Stefan to come back but…well I wasn't going to take the chance and leave you here alone. You started tossing and turning in your sleep, started muttering something about Katherine.'
Elena nodded slowly and looked down.
'My dreams were filled with her and…and Stefan. They were filled with images of what could have happened if Alaric hadn't been there,' Elena whispered and her body shuddered as a shiver of fear raced up her spine.
Damon pulled her back to him and hugged her tightly.
'Don't even think about that anymore. Alaric was there and that's all that matters. We survived it and now, even if it is for the shortest time, let's just forget all about it and move on,' Damon whispered against her hair.
Elena closed her eyes as she let out a sigh.
'You're right.'
There was a knock at the door and within seconds Damon was out of the window, taking Elena by surprise.
'Elena, are you up?' came Jenna's muffled voice through the door.
Elena settled down into her bed and tried to not have a shocked look on her face and more one of just waking up.
'Uh, yeah Jenna I am,' she replied, doing her best to act 'sleepy'.
Jenna opened the door and came in. She smiled at Elena and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
'You do realize it's almost 10 am right?'
Elena frowned and looked at the time. 'Oh. Right, uh well I guess I stayed out a little later than I intended to with Bonnie and Caroline,' she replied with a nervous laugh.
Jenna smiled and then became serious.
'So um, how are things with you and Damon?'
Elena smiled and looked down at her duvet. 'They're good. We talked it all out and we have a date tonight. Dinner and a movie at his place,' Elena replied looking up at Jenna.
Jenna smiled. 'Well I'm glad to hear that, I really am.'
'So how was your date last night?'
Jenna sighed and shook her head. 'Ugh, it was going so well…up until the point where he suddenly had to leave. Some emergency came up and he just had to go. He's a little strange at times.'
'But he's still far better than some of the men you've dated. I'm sure he had a valid reason to go and I'm sure he's the type of guy who wouldn't just up and leave a date if he had no other choice.'
Jenna smiled and looked towards the window.
'Yeah, I know. And you're right, he is far better than….well most of the men I've dated actually,' she replied laughing softly.
Elena threw the covers back and swung her legs over the edge of the bed.
'Well let me get ready for the day.'
'How about you and me do a little shopping? You can get something for your date tonight,' Jenna said winking at Elena.
'Sounds like a great plan.'
'Alright, I'll be downstairs when you're ready. We'll stop at The Grill for some breakfast.'
'Okay.'
Jenna smiled, got up and headed out of the room. Elena walked towards the window and looked out. Damon wasn't around. She sighed and headed towards the bathroom but stopped when she saw her phone light up. She picked it up and smiled when she saw it was a text from Damon.
I'll pick you up tonight at about six o' clock. You better pick out something sexy to wear tonight when you do your shopping with Jenna ;)
See you later.
Love Damon
Elena smiled at the text message and then tossed her phone onto the bed. She walked into the bathroom to get ready. An hour later her and Jenna were heading off to town for a late breakfast and shopping.
The day in town was something Elena desperately needed to give her back a sense of normalcy in her life. It was filled with jokes and laughter. Jenna and her stopped off at a costume store and tried on all the costumes, laughing at each other as they came out wearing some of the most outrageous things. It was well after three o clock in the afternoon when Jenna and her finally got home. They had met up with Alaric in town and he had followed Elena's advice. Jenna walked through to the kitchen to put her beautiful bouquet of flowers into a vase before she headed up to her room to get ready for a dinner date with Alaric. He hadn't told her where they were going but Elena knew it must be somewhere fancy. Elena walked into her room and closed her door. She set her things down and searched for her diary. She flopped down onto the bed and opened it up to a fresh page and began to write, her mind feeling calm and coherent for the first time in what seemed to be ages.
Dear Diary,
I had my first dose of normalcy today. Jenna and I spent the day shopping and tonight I will be going to Damon's house for dinner and a movie. Something else that is normal…well apart from the fact that Damon is a vampire but in my world that has become classified as something that is 'normal' to me.
But I have to re-cap what happened last night even though I really don't want to. But if I don't I know I will only regret it at a later stage because I know this is one way for me to get over something that has happened, to move forward in my life. So here it goes.
Katherine came back last night and so did Stefan. She was after Damon and I, well me mostly. She wanted me dead and she was going to kill me in front of Damon. I was so afraid and I hated seeing Damon in so much pain. They had bound him to a chair using vervain drenched ropes. She was going to kill me, I was so sure of that; and she wasn't happy to just let Damon live with the fact that he probably couldn't save me, no she had to go one step further and read from my journal and expose how I felt and what I went through when he had left. In that point in time I wished that I was stronger than her because I wanted to snap her neck. She had no right reading that. The look on Damon's face simply made my heart break. I didn't want him to know any of that because it was all in the past. I had managed to move on from it and the fact that he came back just really made that whole nightmare of a week completely null and void in my mind. I had moved on but know SHE had to go and bring it all back. I had told him I loved him and that was the last thing I had wanted him to hear before she killed me. That was the one thing I had wanted him to know but Katherine made sure our…'good-bye' would not end on a happy note. Just when I was meant to feel her fangs pierce my neck, luck turned in our favour with Alaric arriving to help save the day.
He darted her with a strong dose of vervain and then of course all hell broke lose when Damon managed to break free and stop Stefan from attacking Alaric. A huge fight broke out between the Salvatore brothers and I was praying like I have never prayed before that Damon would not be killed. So, to sum it all up: Katherine has turned to dust; Stefan is now out there somewhere plotting his eventual revenge on Damon, Alaric and…me. We killed Katherine and that is something that he did not take lightly even though Katherine was willing to continue her little game that involved both the brothers. Damon had wanted to kill Stefan but I stopped him. He had to be better than Stefan was. I wouldn't have Damon stoop down to Stefan's level.
And that is all I'm going to say about last night because the images are still fresh in my mind and this is something I will definitely not forget and every time I read over this I will remember it all as if it only happened yesterday.
I have to get ready for tonight and I am really looking forward to it. One night that will HOPEFULLY go smoothly with no interruptions of any sort. Just one NORMAL night with no tears of sadness, no dwelling on the past, no apologies or explanations of any sort. Just me, Damon, dinner and a movie, that's all I am asking for.
Elena closed her journal and put it back in its secret hiding place. She walked into the bathroom to get ready for her date, a smile on her face.
At six o clock there came a knock at the door and Elena walked down the stairs wearing a black thin strap dress that hugged her body and rested just above her knees. She had on a simple pair of black high heel shoes and some of her hair was clipped back to keep it out of her face. She threw on a light black jacket and opened the door. Damon stood on the porch, clad in his usual choice of black pants, black button up shirt and his leather jacket. As the door opened he turned around and his eyes widened slightly as they roamed over Elena.
'What?' Elena asked, suddenly feeling a little nervous, wondering if maybe he didn't like what she was wearing.
He looked up at her, shook his head slightly then smiled. 'Wow, you uh…you look…amazing.' He replied.
Elena smiled. 'Thank you.'
She stepped out onto the porch and then turned to lock the door.
'Where's Jenna?'
'Alaric picked her about twenty minutes ago.'
'The 'I'm sorry for ditching you at dinner' dinner date?' Damon asked with a smirk on his face.
Elena turned to face him and laughed. 'Yeah, the 'I'm sorry for ditching you at dinner' dinner date,' she replied shaking her head slightly as they walked down the steps and to the car.
Damon opened the passenger side door for her and held out his hand to help her get into the car. Once she was settled he moved to the driver's side, got in and then headed off to the boarding house.
'Do you like seafood?'
'Yeah I do.'
'Good because I'm making us lobster,' Damon replied, flashing a smile at her.
Elena smiled back and then looked out the window, her hand finding its way on his leg as they drove.
Damon pulled up to the boarding house and opened the door for Elena. He took her hand and walked up to the house. He opened the door and stepped aside to allow Elena to enter. Elena smiled at him and walked inside, gasping slightly as she looked around. Everywhere she looked there were candles. They were lined up along the passage way and as she entered the parlor she saw a few situated around the room and the fire blazing in the fireplace. She turned around to look at Damon who was leaning against the wall casually watching her.
'Damon…this…is…' she was just speechless.
Damon smiled slightly and walked over to her taking her hands into his and kissing them softly.
'I guess I was really looking forward to having this nice, normal evening with you that I might have gone a little overboard with the candles and 'setting the mood.'' he replied as he looked around.
Elena shook her head. 'No it's…perfect,' she whispered and smiled at him.
Damon smiled at her approval.
'Right, time for me to get busy with the cooking,' he said and headed into the kitchen.
Elena followed.
'Can I help with anything?'
'Hmmmm,' Damon looked at her making it seem as though he was seriously contemplating that. 'Yes there is,' he finally replied and walked over to her. He placed his hands on her hips and moved her back against the counter, his eyes locked on hers, a smirk on his face as he heard the pounding of her heart. 'You can stand right here, pour yourself a glass of wine, don't worry I won't tell your aunt that you were drinking, and keep me company while I prepare this delicious meal.'
Elena swallowed and nodded. 'I can do that.'
Damon smiled at her. 'Good.'
He stepped back and then began to get everything he needed to prepare the meal.
For the next hour and a half while Damon worked his way around the kitchen preparing the meal, Elena, now settled comfortably on top of the counter, legs crossed, sat and sipped on her wine and talked to Damon about this and that. It amazed her that she was actually talking to Damon about all these trivial things in her life, things that she was sure would bore him to death and things he'd never really care to listen about. But Damon was listening, Damon was paying attention to every single word she said and he would give her information about his life when she asked him. She was seeing behind the veil once more. The walls were now completely gone, crumbled and washed away by the conversation and she seemed to be falling more and more in love with Damon the more she got to know him, the more she learned about him.
'Alright, dinner is…served,' Damon said as he finished dishing the food up onto the last plate.
He picked them up and looked to Elena.
'Bring the wine and another glass and follow me.'
Damon headed out of the kitchen, plates in hand and walked into the dining room area. Elena grabbed another glass, the wine and followed him through. She set the wine on the table and Damon pulled out her chair for her to sit down once he had set the plates down.
'Thank you Damon.'
'It's my pleasure,' he winked at her and then took up a seat next to her.
Elena began to eat and complimented him on his wonderful cooking skills once again. The dinner was silent most of the time with a few comments here and there as is always the case when food is so good.
Once Elena had finished her dinner, Damon cleared away their plates and returned a few minutes later and set down a bowl in front of Elena. On one side of the bowl there was whipped cream and on the other a thick chocolate pudding. Both sides had a few strawberries nestled on top of them. Damon sat down and took a sip of his wine. Elena frowned as she noticed his the empty spot in front of him.
'Where's yours?'
Damon shrugs. 'I didn't really feel like having dessert,' he replied, his eyes seeming to glimmer with mischief.
Elena narrowed her eyes and smiled at him. 'Okay.'
She picked up one of the strawberries that was dipped with chocolate and took a bite, the taste making her moan softly.
'Mmmm, these are really sweet strawberries,' she said as she chewed and looked at Damon.
'Then you approve of the dessert?'
'Mmmm, yes I definitely do,' Elena replied and finished off the strawberry.
Damon watched her as she ate a few more and then he laughed softly when she was finished.
Elena frowned. 'What?'
Damon pointed to his own lips. 'You uh…have a little something on your lips.'
Elena gasped and reached for her mouth feeling highly embarrassed. Damon grabbed her hand.
'Allow me.'
He pulled her to him, making her sit in his lap. He brushed her hair from her face, leaned up and ran his tongue slowly along her lips before sucking her bottom lip into his mouth and licking the chocolate off.
Elena's heart raced and she moaned, her eyes closing as her body tingled and began to heat up from his actions. He pulled away and looked up at her.
'All gone,' he whispered, his hot breath brushing over her lips.
Elena opened her eyes slowly and looked at Damon, the intensity of his ice blue eyes making her moan once again and just like that something in her snapped. She crushed her lips to Damon's in a fierce and passionate kiss, her hands moving into his hair and tugging at it gently. Her actions caught him off guard and a low growl rumbled through his chest. Elena swiveled herself to get more comfortable now straddling his lap, her heart pounding and her body feeling as though every single nerve ending in it was completely exposed and the slightest brush of her body against his made her moan. Damon moved his hands down her sides and gripped her hips, his tongue darting into her mouth, her hot breath colliding with his own in moans and gasps of pleasure. Swiftly Damon moved them upstairs to his room. Elena's hands worked to remove his jacket, tossing it to the floor, her fingers fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, soft moans escaping and flowing into the heated kiss. Damon's hands swiftly pulled the zipper of her dress down, his fingers dancing lightly over the exposed skin of her back which made Elena shiver with delight. Elena's hands reached the buckle on his belt and some part of Damon skidded to a screeching halt.
He broke the kiss and stopped her hand as it worked the buckle loose. Elena looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with desire and lust, her brows furrowed.
'What, what is it?' she asked in a breathy whisper.
Damon looked at her. 'I…' he swallowed. 'Are you sure you want to do this? I just… I don't want you to regret it,' he whispered, frowning slightly.
Elena nodded her head slowly. 'I want this Damon. So please, don't deny me it. Just let me enjoy one night of everything being completely normal. Let me enjoy this normal evening…with the man I love.' She whispered to him.
Damon's intense desire to have her returned like a raging fire. He captured her lips once more in a passionate kiss and slipped her dress off her body. Elena worked the buckle on his belt loose, loosened the button and pulled the zipper on his pants down. They both stepped out of their constricting clothing as Damon pushed her backwards towards the bed. He picked Elena up into his arms and placed her on the bed, his eyes locking with hers as he moved his body over hers, a sigh escaping him as her hot skin brushed against his. Damon began a trail of soft kisses along Elena's neck, growling low as he felt her pulse beneath his lips. He drew in a deep breath and then continued down the length of her neck. His hands swiftly removed her bra and tossed it to the ground as his lips moved over her collarbone and worked their way down. Elena's breathing was already wild and erratic as she squirmed beneath him, biting her lower lip as she watched him move down. Damon took one of her nipples into his mouth, his tongue flicking over it slowly while his fingers found the other and began to tease it. Elena gasped and arched her back up to him, her hands snaking into his hair and tugging it gently. Damon's own body reacted to hers, feeling his arousal increasing. He moved further down, his lips leaving a trail of kisses down along her stomach, his tongue flicking over her skin, groaning softly as he took in the taste of her skin.
Elena moaned softly her body squirming and writhing, pleading for him to take her, to give her what she craved, to give her what she needed. Damon slid his fingers beneath the thin fabric of her underwear and gently tugged them down and over her legs, tossing them one side. He parted her legs and slowly leaned down between them, inhaling the scent of her arousal, another low growl rumbling through him. He ran his tongue gently along her wet slit and enveloped his lips around her swollen bundle of nerves causing Elena to gasp, arch her back and grip the covers on his bed. She whispered his name in a moan of pleasure as his tongue flicked over her swollen bud, his fingers sliding into her hot wet core, the feel of her causing him to twitch and throb. He teased her for a few moments, savouring the taste of her sweetness, enjoying her moans of pleasure as they became louder.
'Damon…please….I…need to…feel you…stop…teasing,' she whispered to him breathlessly and in a pleading tone.
That was all he needed. He moved his lips to hers, parted her legs a little more and slowly slid deep inside of her, feeling her hot wetness wrapping around him completely. He looked down at her as he began to thrust slowly in and out of her, groans of pleasure escaping him. Elena raked her fingers down his back which only made him thrust harder and faster. Her heart was pounding, ringing in his ears, the scent of her arousal mixed with the scent of her blood only made him feel more like a crazed vampire. As things grew hotter between them Damon felt his fangs lengthen and begin to ache. He closed his eyes not wanting Elena to see him like this.
'Open….your eyes….Damon…please don't… hide from me,' she whispered through moans of pleasure.
Damon's eyes opened at her words and he looked at her. She gasped slightly but then moaned a little louder. Her eyes locked with his as she watched the whites of them turning blood red and that seemed to make his ice blue eyes seem so much more intense. Elena turned her head to the side, exposing her neck to him.
'Do it,' she whispered.
Damon growled low. 'Elena are you…'
'Do it Damon!' she groaned and clawed his back with one hand while the other snaked into his hair and pushed his head down to her neck.
Damon growled a little louder, unable to resist anymore. His fangs sank into her neck causing her body to arch and a scream mixed with pleasure and pain to echo through the room. Damon groaned at the sweet taste of her blood and began to thrust faster. Within a matter of minutes Elena let out another scream of pleasure as her orgasm broke and washed over her and Damon groaned against her neck as his own broke with hers, both their bodies wracked with waves of pleasure, shuddering and tensing as wave after wave crashed over them.
Elena breathed heavily against his skin and Damon removed his fangs from her neck, licking the wound clean and then his lips, making sure he got in every drop of her sweet blood and wondered if he would ever be able to drink any other blood but hers. He was addicted to her after one taste. He looked down at her and smiled slightly as he saw the blissful smile playing across her lips.
'Need I ask if you enjoyed that?' he whispered.
Elena shook her head. 'I'm sure by the look on my face you can tell that I enjoyed that….immensely.'
Damon looked at her neck. 'Hmmm, well you may need to wear a scarf for a few days,' he said with a smirk. 'Unless of course you want to let the vampire out of the bag and tell Jenna.'
Elena laughed and shook her head. 'No I'm not quite ready to tell her that.'
Damon moved onto the bed, laying on his back and pulling Elena into his arms, his fingers running lightly up and down her arm. Elena snuggled up to Damon, resting her head on his chest and pulling the covers up over them both.
'Well I suppose Katherine was right in one respect.'
'Way to ruin the mood Elena,' Damon replied, rolling his eyes.
Elena looked up at him and chuckled softly. 'Sorry I didn't mean to,' she said and bit her lip.
Damon looked at her. 'Well, go on, purge whatever it is you wanted to say.'
Elena smiled. 'Well I was going to say that Katherine was right about one thing,' Elena said, flushing slightly. 'I think I've definitely been craving something….a little….wilder.'
Damon flashed Elena his trademark smirk and then winked at her. 'Hmmm, is that the truth?'
'The whole truth and nothing but the truth Damon,' she replied, leaning up to kiss him softy.
The two curled up beneath the covers, talking and laughing, enjoying the peace and quiet, enjoying the feel of being so close and so intimate….enjoying a day of normalcy because they did not know how long this 'normal life' would last.
