Coming Home Chapter 12: Say When

I tried to keep this story awesome. I do have to say, how about that season finale? Team Delena FTW. =D

The beach was amazing, and I've got a few stories in the works. One will be season 5. Coming soon to a screen near you...that was a terrible one-liner. ENOUGH. Read on, my lovely loves...and review!

During the night, I dreamt about those weeks years ago when everything seemed simpler. In reality what happened back then has haunted me ever since. The decisions that I blindly made were going to come back to kick me in the ass one day. I'd always known they would. But I still hope that they will recede into the past without bringing to light any indiscretions.
Tears silently streamed down my cheeks as I rolled away from Damon's sleeping form. He has no idea why I'm so upset and I know that when I finally come clean to him, because let's face it, Damon is the only person I know I can tell and not worry about the fallout, when I come clean to him, his view of things will be so vastly changed. He's so happy right now, I am too, but when he finds out what happened, that happiness will lessen and I do not want to be the reason for that. Ever.
I sigh as I think over my options. I promised him last night I wouldn't leave again, and that's a promise I will keep at all costs. As easy as it would be to run back to Atlanta and allow everyone to keep living with the lies that they don't even know, I owe it to Damon to stay and face this. I owe it to myself to face my own demons. All I can hope is that when all is said and done, I won't be utterly alone again.
I feel him shuffle behind me before he throws his arm over my waist and pulls me against him. I can't help the smile that spreads across my face as he nuzzles behind my ear. I pretend to still be asleep so that he won't suspect that I've been crying. His soft snores soon fill my ears and I drift off myself, hoping that this time the dreams will be good.

The smell of Elena's hair overtakes my mind as I drift back to sleep. Whatever she was afraid to tell me, I know she'll come around eventually and we will work through whatever it is together. It can't possibly be that bad, right?
My dreams take me to Atlanta, to Elena's apartment. Stefan is there and as I stand outside her front door, I hear Elena's voice.
"This cannot continue, Stef. You need to leave. Now."
"And if I don't? You're note seriously gonna call up Caroline and break her heart, now are you?"
Her silence is all the answer he needs apparently. "I didn't think so."
"Why are you doing this? Why can't you just let me go? Just leave. Please." Elena practically begged.
"Now, baby, why would you want me to leave? We're in love, remember? Come on."
When I hear Elena's reluctant groans, I've had enough. I open the front door, okay, I break the fucking thing down. The scene that greets me leaves me speechless for a split second before I take action. I slam Stefan against the wall, knocking off a painting in the process. My hand is wrapped tightly around his neck, hopefully wringing his breath from his worthless body.
Elena cowers in the corner, covered from head to toe in bruises in various stages of healing. She's a vampire, so having an inability to heal is beyond my realm of understanding. But in that moment, I don't care. Stefan hurt Elena. My Elena. This is unforgivable, inexcusable. I will end him for this. Brother or not, he's taken his shit too far this time.
I snap his neck and before his limp form hits the ground, I have Elena in my arms. She shakes uncontrollably and whispers "vervain" before she collapses.
I'm jolted awake. Where in the HELL had that come from? Elena is softly snoring, facing me. Her chocolate locks fan out over the pillow behind her. That's when I notice it. She isn't smiling in her sleep, she's wearing the same expression I saw on her face as she collapsed in my arms moments ago. Did she just tell me what she's been hiding? Is she even aware that I was actually there?
What the fuck is going on?

Well, so much for better dreams. At least Damon was in this version of the same nightmare I've lived with all this time. I sigh as I wearily open my eyes to a reality where those things are in the past and I'm safe and happy. The source of that happiness and safety has his arms wrapped tightly around me and I sense that he's tense about something. Yawning, I look up from his chest and realize that his face is etched with worry lines. I shift up on to my elbows and look at him as he stares ahead, seeming lost in thought. Absent-mindedly I attempt to smooth out those worry lines. He turns toward me and takes my hand in both of his, intertwining our fingers and placing a feather soft kiss to each of my knuckles, sending chills up and down my spine. It takes me a moment to recollect my thoughts.
"Damon, what's wrong?"
"Mmm, just a dream I had. Did you happen to pull me into yours? You had the same look on your face when I awoke as you did in the dream."
"I-I don't think so. I don't even know how to do that, really. What happened, in your dream?" I nervously asked. Could he have really been there?
"Stefan was at your apartment in Atlanta. You were hurt. I got pissed and...fixed the problem."
Holy shit. He really was there. I don't want to lie to him. But if, well damn, when he figures it out, what I watched happen in my dream might really happen...just in a different setting. With everyone here...oh my god.
"Damon, I need you to promise me something."
"Anything, princess."
"Do not do anything until this whole reunion is over and everyone has gone home. Seriously."
"Alright. I swear I'll be a good boy until everyone else leaves on Sunday, but then all bets are off." He looks at me and I see the fire of rage in his eyes. "Now tell me what is going in or what went on, preferably before I lose my shit."
It was now or never. "Damon, what you saw in your dream...that wasn't a dream, it was a memory. Stefan came down to Atlanta to visit Bonnie and figured out where I was..."
After I finished telling him what happened, I looked up at him and saw the stoic look on his face. I could tell he was trying his best to keep his promise. I watched as he struggled to tuck away the anger until Sunday. I leaned in and swept a trail of kissed along his jaw. He relaxed and slowly began returning my kisses. I loved how easily I could distract him.

How little I really knew about my former baby brother. I was done with him. Even brothers have their breaking points, and this was definitely mine. I wouldn't kill him, for Caroline and Jeremy's sakes. But I was no longer going to put up with his bullshit. What made this all worse, was that it took place when he was dating Caroline. He obviously didn't tell Elena and I wasn't about to either. She's already torn herself up over it for five years; why add more things to feel shitty about?
Her kisses along my jaw officially distracted me from my thoughts. I neatly filed them away under "Reasons to End Stefan" and then joined in on the festivities.
My mouth explored over her chest, my tongue dipping between her breasts before I took one nipple in my mouth and gently sucked on it, eliciting a mouth watering groan from her. I pinched the first nipple and slowly massaged it as I continued my torture on her other nipple. Elena writhing against me was becoming too difficult to contain. I gently removed her top as I continued my exploration down her stomach, stopping to nibble at either side of her perfect figure. As I reached her waist, I slid her pajama pants off and took her lacy panties between my teeth, pressing feather light kisses down her legs as I painfully slowly removed them from her body. I worked my way back up her legs and pressed soft, open mouth kisses against the apex of her thighs. My torture continued upward until my mouth reached hers and was soon devouring the taste of her tongue against mine. She was the most beautiful, amazing woman I had ever met, and she didn't even realize how truly amazing she made me feel, just by being around.
Elena's breath had quickened during my adventures, as expected, so I let her take over. The next thing I knew, she had me on my back, nibbling at my collarbone, pressing open-mouthed kissed down my chest, dipping her tongue into my naval and eliciting a guttural groan from my mouth. She ripped my pajama pants off in haste and slid my boxers down my legs with inhuman speed. My girl knew when she wanted something and exactly how to get it. She flicked her tongue over the tip of my member and I practically thrust myself off the bed at the sensation.
"Christ, Lena." I gasped as she worked her way back up to my mouth. She was taking her sweet fucking time too. Couldn't be having any of that. I grabbed her and pulled her into an intensely passionate kiss. When our lips parted again, I was on top of her, she was gasping my name, and I was positioned between her legs at her entrance. I nibbled on her lower lip with my blunt teeth and she bit me back with hers. I couldn't take it any longer. I slid into her to the hilt with one quick, hard thrust. I stilled for a moment so she could get used to me. Then we were off, a mess of limbs and kisses, moans and whispered "I love you"s. We were two puzzle pieces that fit together perfectly and when we were together, there was nothing that could stop us. We were two halves of a whole, without the other, incomplete.
Sweet Jesus, I am turning into a woman. I have got to stop reading Elena's books.

"Elena!" Bonnie called as I finished putting on my makeup. "Let's get outta here!" Caroline chimed in. Those two sure could whine. Why on Earth we were doing a day trip to the beach on a Wednesday was beyond me, but I couldn't complain. A whole day laying out on the sand with best friends, drinking and just being girls was exactly what I needed. Bonnie wanted to be able to wear her swim suit as much as possible before Baby D caused problems with it fitting. Care and I couldn't wait to see Bonnie with her belly taking up most of her small frame. Precious wasn't even going to begin to cover that image.
I made my way out of the bathroom and saw Damon standing at the window, sipping on a glass of bourbon and staring out at what looked to be a beautiful day. "Blondie and witchy are getting impatient. Better hurry up." He prodded as his stare moved over my bikini-clad body.
"Please promise me you'll be good, Damon." I couldn't help but beg him to keep his cool. "Don't worry babe, I've got myself under control, just go enjoy yourself and relax." He responded as he placed a kiss on my forehead. I smiled up at him and placed a passionate kiss upon his lips before skipping out the door.
When I reached the bottom of the stairs, Bonnie and Caroline were waiting with huge beach bags full of towels, lotion, alcohol, and god knows what else. Care was carrying a big beach umbrella and Bonnie was holding two bags, one of which must be mine. I took it from her as we followed Caroline out the door to the jeep. Rebecca and Katherine were waiting on the front porch steps. When we came through the front door, they both hopped up and followed to the jeep.
As Bonnie sat shotgun, pumped the A/C on, and chatted with Rebecca about the latest developments regarding the Klaus situation, Care and I packed the back of the jeep full to bursting.
"Jeez, Care. I hope we have enough stuff for a single day at the beach." Katherine rolled her eyes as she walked around and climbed into the back seat. "Ha ha Pierce." Care said as she shut the hatch. I climbed in next to Katherine as Caroline climbed into the driver's seat and turned the key in the ignition, "Ready to do this, ladies?" She looked at Bon, who even with the A/C was fanning her self as she nodded, and then turned around to look at me, Kat and Rebecca. All three of us obediently nodded and she put the jeep in drive and away we flew to paradise...for the day.
It's a damn good thing vampires can get sunburns...well, other than literally burning to death...so it's damn good all vampires present had daylight stones.

I watched as the ladies left, a knowing smile creeping its way across my face. Now for the preparations to begin...
I left my bedroom and found Stefan, Matt, Elijah, and Tyler in the foyer, presumably watching their respective ladies as they left for the beach. I cleared my throat and four faces with equally knowing smiles spread across their faces turned around to look at me.
"Let's get to work, guys. It is just after 10:30 and the ladies will be back when?" I looked to Stefan. "Care said she would keep Elena preoccupied until at least 8 tonight. Bonnie filled Kat and Becca in on our little plan while you had Elena...otherwise occupied."
I didn't miss the small grimace that graced my brother's face as he finished. Stupid son of a bitch. Anyways, everything was going according to plan and tonight was it, make or break.
"Alright then, Tyler and Stefan, tackle the back yard, make it extra pretty." I batted my eyelashes to emphasize my point.
"Me and Elijah will start cooking. Lots to do, little time and all that good stuff." I sighed.
"What about me?" I turned at the sound of the voice.
"Ahh, I knew we were missing someone. Ric, you can oversee these idiots with the landscaping." I gestured toward my piece of shit baby brother and the only hybrid other than Klaus that I even tolerated. Alaric needed to know what I now knew, but it could wait another day.
"You got it, buddy. Mere wanted me to tell you, Stef, that she's gone into town to help the cops and do the autopsy on April."
"Thanks, man." Said the monster.
"Okay, enough talk. Lets do this."
Tonight was going to be the end in one way or another, all I could hope was that it would also be the beginning of something new...