Disclaimer: I only own my OCs, unfortunately :(

I must have fallen asleep sometime during the night because when I woke up, I was lying on Damon Salvatore's bed.

Yeah, you read that right, his bed.

Don't know why I was on his bed, but somehow, I was.

Peculiar.

Not that I'm complaining or anything.

A bed's a bed, no matter who it belongs to.

I glanced around the room. It looked the same as always. Freakishly tidy and actually rather nice. I had always liked Damon's room. I don't know why, I just had. Weird or what?

But anyways, I could see the sun shining around the edges of the curtain.

Daytime already?

Huh, wonder how long I was asleep for.

The last thing that I remembered was Damon sliding his arm around my shoulders, allowing me to snuggle into the side of his firm chest.

Now, I know that you are judging me right now, but just remember, I am a very touchy-feely person. Ok?

Good, let's no forget that.

I knew that I should probably get out of bed and go downstairs. Hell, I knew that I should probably just move fall stop. Get out of the bed. Anything. I really could not be bothered.

Not only was movement just too much effort, the bed was too nice and warm and comfy and it smelt nice.

... Did I really just say that?

Crap.

Let's just ignore that, shall we? Please?

Good.

I had just curled the covers tighter around me when the door to the room opened.

Uh oh. Not good. They're gonna make me get out of bed.

I kept my eyes closed and pretended that I was still alseep.

I did not want to get up. Not at all.

Footsteps echoed around the room as the interrupter of sleep moved towards the window.

It wasn't until the curtains went flying open that the meanie's intentions hit me.

Now, in my defence, I was always a bit slow in the mornings.

Well, I say slow, I should probably say slower.

The moment the light hit my face, I groaned loudly and burrowed under the covers.

Nasty sunlight. Nasty nasty sunlight.

Evil sunlight.

"Good, you're awake."

Of course it would be Damon. Who else would it be? Who else would be evil enough?

Well, Elena is actually evil enough to do that to me, but that's not the point.

The other side of the bed dipped down as the nasty person sat down.

Y'know, I swear Damon has some sort of obsession with waking me up before I wanna get up. He always does it.

Grrrrrrrr.

Evil vampire.

I had considered hiding under the blanket until the vampire had vacated the room but a tug on the bottom of the blanket had me rethinking that idea. So I moved the duvet so that just the top of my head was visible.

I glared at the Salvatore Dick, eyes narrowed. Whether they were narrowed in anger or to avoid the sunlight, I do not know. It was probably a mixture of both.

"I took the liberty of carrying you to bed last night," Damon remarked casually, ice blue eyes glancing down at me.

Ok, why are you telling me this?

Are you expecting a thank you?

No wait, there's a more important question that needs to be asked here.

"And why did you put me in your bed?" I asked, frowning slightly.

"Do I need to have a reason?"

"Yes."

"Tough."

I scowled at the vampire and went to pull the covers back over my head.

Yeah, whatcha gonna do now?

Huh?

Huh?

HUH?

Yeah, that's what I thought. I'm gonna get some more sleep.

Mmmmmm, more sleep.

But a hand stopped the blanket.

Whoa, where did that hand come from?

... Grrrrrrr.

I turned my head and glared up at the dick next to me.

How dare he stop my sleeping plan. How dare he!

"Let go," I demanded through gritted teeth.

"Nope," the dick smirked. "You've been sleeping for long enough."

Oh I completely disagree. You can never sleep for too long. Sleep is good.

Damon then proceeded to stand up and walk away from the bed, pulling the blanket off of the bed as he walked.

Noooooooooooooooooooooo! Not the blanket!

I pathetically reached out my arm to try and grab it, but failed, miserably.

Not that I expected to succeed, of course.

The beautiful blanky ended up on the floor. But did I give up and get off of the bed?

Of course not! It's me!

Instead of doing as I was told by Damon the Dick, I pulled a pillow to my chest and curled around that.

Ha ha! Take that Damon Dickatore!

Whatcha gonna do now?

A deep growl echoed around the room before the pillow was ripped from my grip. And before I could even think the phrase 'hot diggity damn', my arm was clasped in an iron grip and I was dragged from the bed.

Oh shizzle.

This is so not good.

Why did I ask? Why? Do you hate me god? Did I do something to offend you?

I barely managed to keep my feet beneath as I was dragged towards the bathroom. I have to admit, I was slightly worried as to why he was dragging me in that direction. Was he planning on murdering me in the bath tub before washing away the blood?

Great, now I've scared myself even more.

No, Damon wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't.

"Damon! Let go!" I whined, using my other hand to tug on the back of the vampire's black t-shirt.

In reply, Damon swung me around so that I was standing in front of him. His free hand grabbed my other arm. My hands clung onto his arms as I tried to get my head into focus after being spun around like that.

Staring deep into my eyes, he said, "Only if you promise to get ready."

I did consider arguing for a bit, but the look on Damon's face had me relenting. He already had a blood-crazed brother to deal with, one that he had locked up in the cell in the basement; he didn't need me being awkward and unreasonable as well.

"Ok, I pwomise," I sighed, relaxing in his grip.

See, I can be a nice, considerate person.

The grip on my arms lessened until his hands were just gently clasped around my upper arms.

"Thank you Alexa."

Is that gratitude that I hear? Whoa, Damey must be feeling the stress of the situation.

"No problemo!" I beamed. Maybe my infectious happiness can make him happier?

But first things first, I need to cleanse myself. I had fallen asleep on the ground of a basement, a shower was desperately needed.

I glanced over at the massive shower; it looked like a good shower. An idea popped into my head.

Hmmmm, I wonder.

"Hey Damon, can I use your shower?" I asked the vampire, staring up at him with wide, innocent eyes.

Mwahaha, no one could say no to the innocent eyes. Not even Damon Salvatore.

Damon glanced in the direction of his shower and sighed, "If you must."

"I must."

"Then of course you can."

"Thank you. Now shoo."

"You're kicking me out of my own bedroom?"

"I sure am."

The hands on my arms disappeared as Damon rolled his eyes but vacated the room. I nodded in satisfaction before trotted over to the bathroom.

Hang on.

There's gonna be a problem here.

I don't have any clothes.

None at all.

What can I….

An idea hit me.

Taking a deep breath, I yelled, "Damon!"

"What?!" the vampire shouted back from outside the room.

"Come in here for a moment, I need to speak with you!"

I heard a faint sigh before Damon was suddenly standing right in front of me.

I jumped, like, a foot in the air.

Jesus Christ!

"Yes, Alexa?" the dick smirked as he gazed down at me.

I glared up at the dick as I placed a hand over my racing heart.

"I need some clothes to wear," I told him. "I can't keep wearing this dress."

I gestured towards the hot pink dress that I had worn to the Miss Mystic Falls party.

Damon rolled his eyes but agreed to get me some clothes.

While I brushed my teeth, without a toothbrush, may I add, the vampire found me some clothes to wear.

"They're on the bed," Damon told me, poking his head into the bathroom. "Don't take too long."

"Thank you, Damon," I smiled gratefully.

XXX

I was right, the shower was amazing. Words cannot describe just how wonderful it was. Oh I loved it.

I want one.

Maybe if I asked Aunt Jenna extra nicely...?

Nah, that won't work.

I wrapped the towel around me and made my way into the bedroom to see what clothes Damon had procured for me.

Let's see, a pair of Stefan's sweatpants, ok, and oooooooh, lookie here, one of Damon's t-shirts.

I quickly put the clothes on. Stefan's sweatpants were rather large on me with about half a foot hanging past my leg. Thank god for elastic, that's all I'm saying. Damon's shirt was more like a dress on me, so I tied a knot in the fabric on my right hip, pulling the fabric tight across my stomach. There, much better. I was also thanking the Almighty Teddy Bear for the strapless bra that I had on. Don't know what I would have done with out it.

Can you keep a secret? Good, I have to admit that Damon's t-shirt smelt rather nice. It smelt of that mysterious, unearthly smell of his, mixed with a hint of leather. It was a… ya know what, I'm not gonna finish that sentence. You already have low opinions of me, I don't want to lower them even more.

I tidied up after myself before sliding from the room. I know! Me! Tidy! I swear that I am feeling fine.

I took a few steps forward and, in classic Alexa style, almost fell over. The bottom of the trousers had caused me to slip-slide on the floor. Silly trousers.

A sneaky little idea hopped into my mind. My gaze flitted between the trousers covering my feet and the floor.

Hmmmmmm, this could be fun…

I backed up against the wall, took a deep breath and took off. My feet slid across the floor due to the fabric under my feet.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeeee!

This is fun!

It was all going amazing. Until I reached the stairs.

Luckily I managed to stop myself before I went tumbling down. It was close though. Very close.

I giggled manically to myself for a few minutes before deciding to go downstairs.

I wanted coffee. Cccccoooooofffffffffffffffee eeeeeeeeee.

I, carefully, oh so carefully, made my way down the stairs. But about a quarter of a way down, I almost slipped again.

Thank god for the banister.

That's all I'm gonna say.

Thank. God.

Huffing in irritation, I flopped down onto the step and crossed my arms. A pout formed as I stared down the rest of the stairs.

If I tried to walk down them again, I would most likely trip and break my neck.

What could I possibly do?

… I know….

"Damon!" I called in a sing-song voice. "Damoney?"

I knew he would reply, even if it was just to comment on the 'Damoney'.

"What?" the vampire in question shouted from the kitchen.

Ooooh, wonder what he's doing in the kitchen.

"I need some help!"

The Salvatore was silent for a few minutes.

"What have you managed to do this time?"

The way he asked that made it sound as though I always managed to get myself into these type of situations. But I don't.

... Seriously, I don't.

Damon appeared at the bottom of the stairs and stared up at me.

I smiled sheepishly and waved.

Damon raised an eyebrow, "What do you want?"

There's that tone again. The 'I'm talking to a young child' tone. I hate that tone.

"I can't get down the stairs," I whined, deepening my pout.

"Why can't you get down the stairs?" the vampire sighed as he started to walk up them.

I held my legs up and pointed at the trouser legs, shaking them a little.

"They make me slip."

Damon smirked at me as he reached the step that I was sitting on.

"Don't laugh at me!" I moaned in a high pitch.

The dick laughed.

"Fine! Don't help me!" I muttered petulantly. "Be that way."

I pushed myself forward until my bum hit the next step. I did it again. And again. And again.

I am such a child.

I thumped my way down the stairs until a hand grabbing the back of my shirt stopped me.

I titled my head back to stare up at Damon who was rolling his eyes at me. A strong arm wrapped around my torso and lifted me up.

I happily clung onto the vampire as he carried me down the stairs.

"Don't know how your sister puts up with you," Damon was muttering to himself.

As he was being nice and carrying me, I decided not to elbow him. The fact that he would probably drop me if he did also crossed my mind.

"Damon, where's mah sister?" I drawled slowly.

"She went back to your house to get some clothes for the two of you," Damon answered.

"Oooooh," I squealed. "Does that mean that we're staying here for a while?"

"Unfortunately."

"Hey!"

The vampire deposited me in a chair and said, "Don't pout. It's... unbecoming."

"I'll tell you what's unbecoming; my foot kicking you in the ass."

The dick smirked at me. Oh crap, probably shouldn't have mentioned his ass.

Although, it is a nice ass...

NO! Naughty thoughts!

A plate of pancakes and a coffee mug was put on the table in front of me.

I stared at the food. Then stared at Damon.

"Relax. I haven't poisoned it."

I ate some of a pancake.

Yum-my. It was delicious.

"Since when could you cook?" I asked as I practically devoured the food in front of me.

"I've always been able to cook!" Damon countered.

"Suuuuure you have."

"Just eat you breakfast and shut up."

"Rude!"

"Eat."

XXX

"Damon?"

"Yes Alexa?"

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

I didn't get a verbal answer; the dick just smirked at me.

I glared at him before changing the channel on the TV.

We were sitting in the living room, waiting for my dear twin to return from her excursion. The TV was on, of course. We had tried silent reading. Let's just say that that ended with my book flying towards Damon's head.

I had managed to find Friends on TV. But Damon didn't want to watch friends. So it had escalated. I changed the channel to Friends. He changed it to something else. And then I changed it back. And then he changed it back.

It was safe to say that neither of us was winning.

The dick changed the channel back.

So I grabbed the remote from where it was in between us and wacked Damon on the head with it.

I knew that it wouldn't hurt him; it's why I did it.

Damon glared at me and snatched the remote from my hands.

"Hey! Give it back!" I protested, trying to grab it back.

The dick just held it out to the side. Instead of doing the clever thing and getting up to walk around and grab it, I tried to climb across Damon to get it.

It was safe to say that it didn't work.

I ended up trapped on the vampire's lap, my legs on either side of his.

"Damon! Gimme the remote!" I whined.

"Am I interrupting something?" my twins amused voice asked from across the room.

My head shot up and I beamed at my twin.

"Ellie!"

I scrambled to my feet and leapt on my twin for a hug.

"Allo Ellie."

"Hello Alexa."

"Oh good, you're here," Damon commented. "Now you can be in charge of the crazy twin."

"I'm not crazy," I protested.

The looks that I recieved suggested that they thought otherwise.

"Insanity is a matter of perspective!"

"Of course it is," Elena agreed.

"Don't patronise me!"

Twinnie rolled her eyes at me before asking, "How's Stefan?"

"Completely out of it," Dameydoodle replied.

"Goodie, does that mean that we can all go and say hallosey now?" I asked as I attempted to walk past Damon.

"And where do you think you're going?" the vampire stopped me by grabbing my upper arm. Again. He does that alot, doesn't he?

"To see Stefan," I replied, confusement colouring my tone.

"Oh no no no. You are not going anywhere near that cell until we are sure that Stefan is back to his normal, boring self."

"What? Says who?"

"I say."

"Well, tough, I ain't gonna listen to you."

"I agree with him," Elena spoke up.

I turned and looked at her in shock.

The traitor!

"It's not safe for you down there, Alexa."

"It's not safe for you either!" I argued.

"Lexa please, I can't worry about your safety as well as Stefan."

I crossed my arms and scowled.

"Fine. I won't go down there."

"Thank you Alexa."

Do you think they noticed that I had my fingers crossed?

XXX

Despite what Smellie-Ellie and Dameydick, I was actually allowed in the cellar once. But that was only because Elena and Damon were down there.

Elena was gazing sadly in the cell while I leant against the wall next to Damon.

"It's so hard to see him locked up like this," my darling twin sighed sadly.

"You're the one who locked him up," Damon pointed out, rather rudely, in my opinion.

Elena turned and opened her mouth to argue back, but I held up my hand and stopped her.

"Let me deal with this, twinnie," I told her before glancing up at the vampire.

"Let's not forget that you helped."

"I couldn't have him running around chewing on people, could I?" Damon shot back. "Especially while the town was looking for vampires."

"Oh ho ho, and I suppose that it has nothing to do with the fact that you actually care about him?" I snorted.

"Your thing," the vampire poked me in the side. "Not mine."

"Your thing, not mine," I mouthed mockingly as I followed the vampire from the basement.

"What are you doing?" Damon asked, glancing over his shoulder at me.

"Nothing," I replied, smiling innocently.

The vampire didn't look convinced.

XXX

"Damon?" I whispered into the dark. "Are you awake?"

I was staying in the vampire's bedroom for the night. I hadn't even given him a choice. Immediately after the film that I was watching finished, I bolted for his bed. It was the safest place, after all.

"I am now," Damon replied.

"Can you put a light on?"

"No."

"Please?"

I heard a sigh before he asked, "Why do you want a light on?"

"Because the dark is freaking me out."

The blankets rustled as Damon moved closer to me.

"And why is the dark freaking you out?"

I could faintly feel his breath on my face.

I shouldn't, he'd take the mick outta me. I shouldn't. I shouldn't.

"I watched a scary film."

"Are you really scared?"

"Not scared, per say, just freaked out."

"Mm hmmm, turn it on yourself."

"But what if the crazy, psycho lady gets me?"

I had cocooned myself under the duvet. Only the top half of my head was uncovered.

"She's a fictional character, she can't get you."

"But what if she does?"

There was a sudden rush of air and the closet light flickered on.

"Thank you Damon," I whispered to the vampire lying next to me.

"Just go to sleep, Alexa."

XXX

I poked my head around the front door of the Salvatore Boarding House.

Empty.

Perfect.

I looked behind me and gave Tyler the thumbs up.

He grinned at me before driving off.

I had managed to persuade him to drive me here during lunch. Elena had been forcing me to go to school while we were staying at the Boarding House. Despite my best arguments.

But there was one good thing about Elena and I going to school, it meant that the house would be empty if Damon went out.

And guess what, Damon had gone out.

I quickly tiptoed through the house. I didn't know how long I had, so I had to be quick.

I made my way towards the basement and to the cell that currently housed Stefan.

Peering through the door, I frowned sadly at the vampire's back.

"Stefan?"

"Katherine?" Stefan slurred, turning his head to look at me.

"No, Stefan, it's me, Alexa."

"A'exa?"

"Yeah, Steffie," I sighed. "How ya doin'?"

Stefan just groaned.

I think that's the end of lucid Stefan.

But I kept talking anyway.

"It's been weird without you Stefan. Especially staying here. Normally when I roam these halls, I have you around to keep an eye on me. And at school. But you're stuck in here. I know that Ellie's still upset that she had to resort to this. She misses you, she tries to hide it, but I know her too well. and she's not the only one. I miss you too Stefano."

I sighed.

"I've gotta go now Stef, can't risk getting caught. Elena will probably kill me."

No answer.

I shook my head and shuffled towards the stairs.

"Buh bye Steffie-Pooh, see you soon."

I slowly made my way upstairs. Just as I was about to walk into the hallway, I heard the front door open.

Shizzle.

Damon was back.

Not good.

So not good.

I shot back down the stairs and hid round the corner.

He can't find me. He can't find me.

I covered my mouth, held my breath and closed my eyes.

Please. Please. Please. Don't find me. Don't find me. Don't find me.

But alas, my prayers were not answered.

There was a sudden rush of air and I felt a presence in front of me.

Oh crap. That's not good.

I kept my eyes closed.

"Alexa," Damon growled.

I covered my face with my hands, "You can't see me! I'm invisiblebleble!"

Silence greeted my statement. Haha.

Just as I was about to celebrate my victory, a strong hand pried my hands from my face.

I blinked innocently up at Damon's angry face.

"I thought that you were told that you weren't allowed down here."

"I'm not? That's news to me."

The vampire's hand took my arm in a firm grip and he pulled me up the stairs.

"I've found your errant sister."

It took me a few seconds to realise that Damon was talking on the phone to my sister.

"Don't worry, she's fine."

Of course I'm fine.

"I'm just gonna keep her here, best way to keep her out of trouble."

Hey! Now that's just rude! I'm not that bad!

I was pushed down onto a chair in the living room.

"Stay there," Damon ordered me before he disappeared from the room.

Stay here?

Haha, he doesn't actually believe that I will do that, does he?

I cast my gaze around the room before smirking and standing up. I sauntered up the stairs and in the direction of Damon's bedroom.

Pulling out my phone, I dialled Tyler's number.

"Hey handsome, how ya doin'?"

Tyler laughed.

"I'm doing just fine, gorgeous, how are you?"

"I'm feeling a bit annoyed, but other than that I'm alright."

"Why are you annoyed?"

"Damon caught me!"

"Awwwwwwww, I feel so sorry for you."

"Oh shut up."

By this point I had reached Damon's room.

Right, what can I mess up?

I started small. Moving knickknacks around, putting books in a different order. Those sorts of things.

"Alexa, I can practically hear the maniacal laughter from here, what are you doing?"

"Nnnnoootttthhhhiiiinnnggg."

"Alexa..."

"Oh alright, I'm messing up Damon's room."

"Why am I not surprised?"

"Because you know me well?"

"Oh I feel so sorry for me."

"Oh ha ha."

"You stealing some more soap?"

"Oh of course, it's amazing soap."

"Bells just gone, I've gotta go."

"Have fun at school."

"Have fun with Damon."

"Oh hush child."

"Bye Alex."

"Bye Ty."

I slipped my phone back into my pocket.

Right, bathroom time.

Ya know, Damon has a helluva lot of liquid soap and bubble bath and hair care products. And soap bars.

He had even replaced the ones that I had stolen last time.

Mixy mixy mixy bottles. Mixy mixy mixy bottles.

That's how we mix the bottles.

I was just reaching towards the soap pot when a hand grabbed my wrist.

Uh oh.

"And what do you think that you are doing, little Gilbert?"

"Nothing!"

"Are you stealing more of my soap?"

"No! Of course not!"

It was safe to say that Damon didn't believe me.

I was dragged out of the vampire's bedroom and pushed onto the settee.

"Has anyone ever told you that you act like a freakin' caveman?" I sarcastically queried as I was rudely manhandled.

"And had anyone ever told you that you are incapable of listening to instructions?" Damon countered as he slumped down next to me.

"Y'know, I do believe that people have mentioned it once or twice."

"I'm not surprised."

I pulled a face at the vampire.

He is so rude.

XXX

I watched Damon as he studied the thing that Uncle John wanted.

"Hey, didja ever work out what that is?" I asked from where I was slouching on the chair.

"Nope," Damoney replied, popping the 'p'. "Whatever it is, it doesn't work."

"Pearl didn't say anything else about it?" Ellie asked as she folded all of our dirty laundry.

My darling twin had decided that me and her were gonna visit our house to get some clean clothes. I didn't want to go, but she was making me. She kept saying something about getting some distance between me and Damon.

Her and Dameydoodle were sort of friends. But she still wasn't too keen on him.

"She thought she was stealing his vampire compass, but that was a pocket watch," the vamper answered. "That Jonathon Gilbert was a crazy scientist."

"He's a Gilbert. We're all cray cray," I snorted.

Elena rolled her eyes at me.

Ya know, people seem to do that a lot around me. It's like their default reaction.

"Have you spoken to your uncle lately?" Damon suddenly asked.

"Not since the night of the Miss Mystic pageant," I shrugged.

"I've been avoiding him," Ellie answered.

Ah yes, she had. I'd been helping her, of course. Because I am such an amazing twin.

"That and we've been here most nights."

Hehe, we have. Damon hasn't been able to escape us. Elena had been sleeping in Stefan's room. But me, I've been sleeping everywhere and anywhere. After falling asleep, I'd wake up in either Damon's bedroom, on the sofa or in one of the spare bedrooms.

"So, you'll be here again tonight?" Damon asked casually.

"Is that a problem?" Ellie-Bear replied sassily.

Damon turned to look at us.

"Yes," he smirked. "Your twin sister is a complete nuisance."

"She is, isn't she?" Elena agreed.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

Elena laughed, "See you later Damon. Come on Alexa."

"Bye Damey," I sang. "See ya laterz."

XXX

It didn't take me long to pack a bag for the next few days. I even added a couple of Friends boxsets to keep me occupied.

Elena was the one who was taking the longest, for once.

I was lying on her bed while she showed the amazing talent to multi-task. She was on the phone to Damon and packing at the same time.

She had put the phone on speakerphone and I had taken charge of it.

"What?" Damon answered.

He is just so rude, isn't he?

"We're just grabbing some clothes," Elena answered.

"And then we'll be there to annoy you again!" I sing-songed.

"How's Stefan?" twinnie asked, shaking her head at my comment.

"Extra broody. Hold on."

"Such a charming guy, isn't he?" I smirked.

"Well, what can I say? He's the guy version of you," Ellie smirked at me.

I gaped at her. Shocked, offended and outraged.

"Oi! Take that back!"

"Nope."

I always knew that she was evil.

"He won't eat anything," Damon said as he returned.

"Well, that's not good, he's gotta eat," I frowned.

"What's his favourite, uh, his favourite kind of, um," Elena stuttered.

"His favourite kind of what?" Damon prompted.

"His favourite type of animal blood that he prefers?" Ellie finally asked.

"Ewwwww, gross."

"I hate to say it, but I agree with Damon. Ewwwwwwwwww," I mimed fake gagging.

Elena glared at me as she said to Damon, "Your joking doesn't help."

"Helps me."

"And me."

"Alexa, shut up."

I gasped, "Rudeness."

"Hurry up you two. I can't babysit all night. I have things to do."

"I would say drop dead, but..." Elena smirked at me.

I laughed happily, "Excellent one, twinnie. Amazing comeback."

We air high-fived each other.

"Ha ha," the vampire deadpanned.

… No pun intended.

"Stefan likes... puppy blood."

I could hear the smirk in the vampire's voice.

"Little golden retriever puppies with cute, floppy ears. That's his favourite."

"No! Damon! Don't say that!"

"He gets the munchies, that only puppies can satisfy."

"Damon! Noooo!"

"Damon, stop traumatising my sister," Elena sighed before she hung up on him.

"Damon's a meanie," I scowled.

"Yeah, he is," my twin agreed as she crossed over to her wardrobe and closed the door.

"Whoa!" Elena gasped.

I shot up, turned around and fell off the bed.

"Alexa, are you ok?" Elena called over.

"Just peachy," I groaned from the ground.

Why? Why did that always happen to me?

"Sorry," Uncle John's voice sounded around the room. "Didn't mean to make you jump."

"I didn't see you there," Elena said accusingly as she made her way over to me and helped me to my feet.

"I thought that we could talk," Uncle John remarked as he walked into the room.

God, he could have at least waited until one of us invited him into the room.

Why is everyone so damn rude?

"We haven't had a chance to catch up, Elena."

I knew that Ellie really didn't want to talk to him. So I did what any good twin would do. My bag was waiting by the stairs, so I helped Elena casually slip hers onto her shoulder and directed her to the door.

"Now really isn't a good time, we're just going out, so..."

"Well, it won't take long," uncley interrupted me.

Le gasp. How dare he!

Why do people always interrupt me?

Elena and I exchanged glances.

I titled my head, silently asking her if she wanted me to create a distraction and give her the opportunity to run for it.

She gave a tiny shake of her head.

Oh. Shame. I would have enjoyed kicking Uncle John.

"What did you want to talk about?" Elena eventually sighed.

Uncle Johnny didn't immediately reply. Instead, he picked up a picture Elena had of mum and dad.

After staring at it for a few seconds, he looked up at us and said, "Well, I know that both of you know."

"Know what?" Elena frowned as she grabbed my hand.

I fake gasped, "That the Earth is round?! Gee Uncle John, we're not that stupid."

"Speak for yourself Lexa," Elena nudged me.

"Honestly twinnie, you're so rude."

"I'm not rude."

"And people claim that I am the rude twin."

"But you are the rude twin."

"Clearly, they have never met you."

"It's really silly to keep pretending," Uncle John cut into our little sibling argument.

Well hot diggity damn, I really thought that we would be able to make him forget what he came up here to say. It's worked on others.

"What do you think your mother would say?" Uncle John asked. "If she knew that you two were fraternising with vampires? That Elena was dating one?"

Oh he did not just bring our mother into this.

That's crossing a line.

Ya know, recently, I've actually started to like the jackass, but now? Now he can go right back on the hating list.

"Which mother?" Elena snarked before turning and walking away.

"Whoo! Go twin!" I cheered. "That was epic, Ellie. Total put down. A complete burn!"

I held my hand up.

"High-five me twin."

"And what would Luke say, Alexa?" Uncle Jackass's voice cut through my twin pride.

A red hot anger burned through my blood.

An anger tinged with pain and sadness.

He. Did. Not. Just. Go. There.

If he had crossed the line before, he had just completely obliterated it with that comment.

I saw Elena's eyes widen as she mouthed 'Oh no'.

I turned to face my uncle, eyes narrowed.

"I don't know Uncle John. But he probably would have been completely fine, seeing as though he was friends with Stefan and tolerated Damon."

"He was a vampire hunter, Alexa; he wouldn't have done that if he knew the truth about them."

"Oh I know that he was a vampire hunter, he told me. And as for Stefan and Damon, he knew exactly what they were."

I smirked at Jackass.

"Have a good day now."

I turned and walked away.

XXX

"Alexa, are you ok?" Elena asked as she drove us back to the Salvatore Boarding House.

"Truthfully? No, I'm not ok."

"I had just managed to move on. To get on with my life. To learn to life with the pain. And then he has to say something stupid and bring it all rushing back."

"Ignore him, Lexa."

"I'm trying. But you know what's worse? I had just started to actually like him. To accept the fact that I was related to him."

"And then he went and ruined it."

"It's what he does best, apparently."

"I'm sure that if we tell Aunt Jenna she'll hit him for you."

I laughed slightly, "I vote that we tell Aunt Jenna the next time that we see her."

"Good idea."

"Thanks."

XXX

If I wasn't so fond with Stefan and if he wasn't my friend, I would probably smack him one. Doesn't he realise that he's hurting Elena by refusing to feed?

And so it was left to me and Damon to reassure her. God, I never thought that I would ever even think that sentence.

How times have changed.

"He's just being dramatic," Damon was saying. "He's not gonna starve himself."

"I agreed with Damey," I added. "Steffie's not suicidal."

And if he did turn suicidal, he'd soon find a vervain dart heading somewhere unpleasant.

"But why would he say that?" Elena frowned from where she was sitting on one of the chairs.

I was lounging on the settee with Damon standing somewhere behind me.

But yes, I had claimed another settee.

"He feels bad about hurting that girl," the vamper explained. "It's very typical Stefan martyr stuff. It will pass."

It better bloody pass.

"Will it?" Elena demanded. "Because he seemed to be in a lot of pain."

"Yeah, well, that will pass too," Dameydoddle responded. "Once he eats."

I sniggered slightly, "I don't think that that is what she meant, Damey."

"I know what she meant, Alexa."

"You did? Huh, I'm amazed."

"Ha ha, you're hilarious."

"I know I am, thank you."

"Ego, Alexa, ego."

"I'm not gonna be pulled into this conversation again."

"Of course not, Alexa. Now, are you two gonna be ok here if I have to run out?"

"Why? Where ya goin'?"

"I have to go on an errand with the teacher," Double D answered.

"The teacher?" I frowned, glancing at Elena.

"Alaric?" Ellie realised.

"Are the two of you fwiends now?" I smiled.

"I don't have any friends, Alexa," Damon shot back.

"Oh... right... ok."

I felt strangely... hurt. I shouldn't have felt hurt. But I did.

And the worst thing, the hurt that I felt could be clearly heard in my voice.

"You should, uh, you should stay up here," Dick said, staring hard at Elena. "You shouldn't be down there by yourself."

"We'll be fine," Elena snapped.

Ooh, ouch, there was a definite emphasis on the 'we'.

"You know, you're very trusting of him, given the circumstances," dickity commented.

"So are you," twinnie shot back. "Otherwise you wouldn't be leaving us here."

Damon didn't have an answer for that.

Well done, twinnie, well done.

"I won't be long."

Bye bye dick.

XXX

"Elena, what are you doing?" I asked my twin as I followed her down into the Salvatore basement.

"Going to see Stefan," Elena replied.

"Yeah, I can see that," I rolled my eyes.

"Then why did you ask?"

"Because I wanna know why you are doing this."

"I just want to see him, Alexa."

"Ok."

Elena stopped in front of the cell door and peered inside while I leant against the wall next to her.

"You know, Damon hasn't fed me vervain in a while," Stefan said from inside the cell. "I could be at those bars in a flash and both of you would be dead."

"Yeah, you could. But you won't," Elena sassed.

But despite the confidence in her tone, her hand pushed me away from the door slightly.

"Please, just go away, I don't want you here," Stefan growled.

Well, Stefan, that's just incredibly rude.

I never knew that you were so rude.

It was then that I heard the sound of the bolt.

I looked at my twin to see her unlocking the door.

"Elena! What the hell are you doing?!" I shrieked.

I reached out to stop her, but the stupid girl entered the cell before I could.

"What are you doing? Get out of here!" Stefano ordered.

"I agree with Stefan," I snapped as I moved to stand in the cell doorway.

"No," Elena stated firmly.

"You're taking a stupid risk," Stefan growled.

"A very stupid stupid stupid risk," I nodded sharply.

"I could hurt you."

"Yes, he could. So get the hell out."

"Then I'm stupid and suicidal, but I'm not leaving," Elena argued as she bent down and scooped up a bottle of icky red stuff from the floor.

"You need to drink this."

My twin is a stupid suicidal idiot.

"Elena, get out of here, or you'll regret it," Stefan growled.

"Drink," Ellie ordered.

"I said get out!" the vampire snarled. He shot up from the floor and got right into my sister's face, fangs out.

"Elena!" I screamed, stepping forward.

My idiot twin held up her hand to stop me.

"No," she told the vampire.

The two stared each other in the eye for a long few minutes before Stefan's vampire face slowly morphed back into his normal one.

"Alexa, go back upstairs."

"Elena," I protested.

"I'll be fine."

"You better be fine."

XXX

I spent the rest of the evening watching Supernatural.

Oh how I loved Dean.

He was so frigging awesome and funny and, god, was he sexy as hell.

If I was to drive a car, it would so be a 1967 Chevrolet Impala. That would be so awesome!

But anyways, I must have watched like 4 episodes.

And before you ask, yes, I did do something productive. I finished reorganising Damon's bedroom.

He was gonna be so proud of me.

Actually, he would probably kill me, but anyway, let's not dwell on that.

But I did also make a start of reorganising Stefan's room. Damon would be proud of me for doing that.

But as the evening progressed, not even Supernatural could keep my mind occupied.

"Tyler, I'm bored, entertain me," I demanded to my dear adopted older brother over the phone.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know, tell me a funny story."

"Did you get round to watching that film? Dead Silence?"

"I said funny, not scary."

Tyler laughed.

"I take it that it scared you."

"Don't laugh at me!"

"I can't believe that it scared you."

"Shut up! It's a dead crazy psycho lady who possessed weird dolls and ripped out peoples tongues!"

"So?"

"So? So?! Only a stupid person would not be scared."

"Alexa, is that you're not so subtle way of telling me that you think I am stupid?"

"Why yes, Tyleranthia, it is."

"Well isn't that just charming. I think I'll hang up now."

"No! You can't!"

"Bye bye Alex."

"Buh bye meanie."

I ended up the call and glanced around the room.

Great. Now I was feeling paranoid.

Stupid Tyler.

A hand landed on my shoulder.

I screamed.

And leapt off of the settee.

"Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

"Alexa?"

At the sound of my twin's voice, I looked up.

"Elena? You gave me a freaking heart attack!"

"Sorry Alexa."

"You should be sorry."

"Who was on the phone?"

"Tyler."

"You annoying him again?"

"Annoy him? I never annoy him."

"Sure you don't."

"Silence twin."

Elena went and sat on the chair as I dragged myself back onto the sofa.

"What did you and Steffie-Pooh talk about?"

Ya know what, I think Ellie has finally accepted the fact that I will give her boyfriend embarrassing nicknames.

Ellie told me what Stefan told her, about how he and Damon turned.

And my god, what a story it was.

XXX

Elena was writing in her diary and I was watching Friends when Damon returned.

"Hey Elena, who's your favourite Friends character?" I asked my twin.

"Hmmmm, I'm not sure. Phoebe, perhaps."

"Phoebe? Why?"

Huh, I was not expecting that. Honestly, that girls surprises me more and more each day.

"Probably because she reminds me of you."

I would be offended by that statement, but Phoebe is awesome.

"Oh ha ha," I deadpanned, giving her a look.

"Who's your favourite Alexa?"

Oh god, that's a difficult question to answer.

"I like all of them."

"That's not an answer."

What? Why not?

"Can it be an answer if I tell you why I like all of them?"

"Sure."

"Okey cokey. Well, let's see. I like Monica because she sort of reminds me of Caroline. They're both OCDy, cleanaholics and rather controlling. I like Rachel because she's got a good fashion sense. I like Phoebe because she's just like me! Hehehe."

Elena coughed.

"Anyways, I like Chandler because he's funny. Ross because he has this endearing awkwardness about him. And Joey is just so frickin hot that it would be impossible to not like him."

Elena shook her head at me.

"Don't judge me!"

"I'm not judging you."

"Yes you are."

So yeah, that was that conversation.

Now let's get back to our dear Dameydoodle.

I was choosing a new episode when the vampire walked into the room.

"Ugh, god, you're still here?" he mock-groaned as he made his way over to my settee and moved my legs. He slumped down and put them on his lap.

I smiled slightly and snuggled further down into the sofa, coincidently moving my legs further across his lap.

"Were you honestly expecting anything different?" I grinned.

Damon smirked over at me, "Of course not."

"So, tell me, how was your 'errand'?"

"Futile."

"Oh, how dull."

"Although, I think I witnessed the teacher having an existential crisis."

"Awwww, poor Rickity."

"What about poor me? I had to be there will he had the crisis."

"You're a dick and you probably made it worse. You don't deserve a poor Damon."

Damon rolled his eyes at me before looking over at my sister.

"Has Stefan eaten yet?" he asked her, his thumb rubbing small circles into my calf.

"I thought you didn't care," Elena replied.

"Chalk it up to morbid curiousity."

Elena sighed but answered, "I think he's getting there. But he's got a lot of guilt that he has to deal with. And it doesn't help that you've spent the last 145 years punishing him for Katherine getting caught."

Whoa Elena, tell him what you really think.

"This is my fault now?" Damon scoffed incredulously.

"That's not what she's saying, Damon," I quickly intervened. "Is it Elena?"

"Ok, it's no one's fault," Elena gave in.

"Thank you."

"But you're not exactly innocent Damon."

"Elena stop," I growled warningly.

This was gonna be bad.

"You've made it your life's mission to make him miserable," Elena steam rolled right into bad shizzle.

Damon shook his head and got up, pushing my feet to the side.

"Let me ask you a question. In all this important soul-searching and cleansing of the demons of Stefan's past, did you ever manage to get the rest of the story?"

"Nope," I answered.

"Stefan said that there was more," Ellie frowned.

... Why do I have such a bad feeling about this?

"Yeah, that's an understatement."

Damon went to leave the room. He was almost to the door when I managed to pull myself to my feet and stumble after him.

"Damon!"

But just as I was about to catch up to him, I did an Alexa and tripped over my feet. It was pure luck that I crashed into Damon's back and not the floor.

"Tell us Damon," I demanded softly. "Tell me."

And tell us he did.

I almost didn't believe it. I almost didn't want to.

But it explained so much. Why Damon hated Stefan. But it also explained why the two were still able to accept each other as brothers. Because they turned so that they could be with each for eternity.

XXX

I sat on the sofa next to Damon, who had cracked out the bourbon. At least it wasn't the whiskey.

Throughout the mini-story, I had subconsciously been moving forward until I was just inches away from the vampire.

"From the moment Stefan had his first taste of human blood, he was a different person," Damon concluded his tale. "I suppose I should thank him. It's been a hell of a ride."

Is it really really bad to be pleased that Stefan made his brother turn?

If Damon had never turned, then I would never have met him.

And for some reason, my heart just doesn't want to accept that.

"Oh my god," Elena gasped. "He said that he wanted to die. That's why he won't feed. Now I understand why."

"His choice," Damon shrugged as Ellie rushed from the room.

If he's stupid enough to make it, so be it," the vampire murmured into his drink.

"Hey," I frowned. "Don't you do that. Don't you dare. Don't pretend that you don't care."

"But I don't."

"Sure you do, he's your brother. Family cares for family."

"That another Alexa Life Lesson?"

"Number 2."

"What's number 1?"

"Nothing is closer than the bond between siblings."

"Is that right?"

"Yeah, it is."

"He's gone!" Elena gasped as she ran into the room. "Stefan's gone. And he's left his daylight ring behind."

Oh crap.

That's not good.

That's so not good.

"Well, do you know where he is?" I demanded as my hand found its way to the fabric of Damon's shirt and twisted it around my fingers.

"I... I think I do..."

"Well, what are you waiting for? Go fetch."

"Alexa stay here. Damon, look after my sister."

Why does everyone do that?

I don't need people looking after me.

I'm not a child.

... Much.

XXX

"Do you think that she'll find him?" I asked.

We were once again situated on the sofa, with my feet on Damon's lap.

"I think that if anyone can find my brother, it will be your sister," Damon replied, his fingers absentmindedly tracing small circles on my skin.

Y'know, I thought that my crush on Damon had faded ages ago. But it hasn't. It really really hasn't.

And I can't decide if that is a good or a bad thing.

No. Don't think about it.

Bad thoughts. Bad thoughts.

Let's move on, shall we?

"I hope she finds him," I sighed.

The vampire glanced over at me, "Why are you so worried about Stefan?"

"He's like... he's like an older brother to me."

No, wait, let me correct that.

"He's like a responsible older brother. One that I can talk to if I'm having problems."

"I thought that Lockwood kid was your adopted older brother."

"He is... sort of. He's like the older brother slash twin. I can talk to him, about anything, he's just not responsible."

I snorted; responsible is the wrong word to use to describe Tyler.

I snuggled down deeper into the sofa.

"You were angry when you came back from your house, why?"

"Uncle John."

"Ah, what did he say?"

"He tried to use Luke against me."

"In what way?"

There was a subtle hint of fury in the vampire's voice.

Damon knew better than anyone how badly Luke's death affected me. He was there for all of it.

"He confronted me and Elena about the fact that you and Stefan are vampires. He tried to use mum against us at first, until Elena just tore it apart. But then... then he brought Luke up."

Damon didn't say anything else, but I knew that he was angry for me.

He didn't like Uncle John. Hated him, in fact. And I think that an extra excuse to hate him was just perfect for the vampire.

XXX

"Alexa, what are you doing in my bed?" Damon sighed.

I sleepily opened my eyes and blinked.

"Stefan and Elena are spending the night here together. And I had no other way of getting home," I explained through several yawns.

"But why are you in my bed?"

"Because it's comfy."

Damon sighed, but didn't try to kick me out.

"Move over," he instructed.

I slowly moved so that one side of the bed was free.

"Alexa, did you mess up my room?" the vampire asked as he climbed into the bed.

"No, Elena did it," I mumbled.

"Sure she did."

Damon said something else, but by this point I was far too far into the land of nod.

The last thing that I felt was a warm arm encircling my waist.

XXX

A/N: Hey guys. Thanks for reading. Really not too keen on this chapter, but hey, it's the best that I can do for this episode. Thank you everyone for the favourites, follows and reviews. I seriously love you guys for the reviews. Virtual cookie for anyone who has reviewed. I love you guys. So a special thank you to I love damon Salvatore girl, CrazyAl24, winxgirl1997. SomebodyWhoCares, TimeLord293, Revenger Tigger, MyFriendHasOCD and HauntedVampyre who have reviewed since the previous chapter. And thanks for all the suggestions.

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