21:
February 6, 1997
Joe Louis Arena, Detroit MI

As Damon skated practice laps around the Joe, she caught his attention. She was as mesmerizing as the first time he saw her. However, this time, he could not bear to look into her eyes.

Elena was in attendance because the Vancouver Canucks were playing the Red Wings. She hooted in appreciation as her hometown Canucks romped the Red Wings 7-4. After the game, Caroline followed Elena to the women's bathroom.

"I can't believe you, how incredibly stupid are you? Look, I've warned you many times. Stay away from Salvatore. He's no good for you," Caroline started.

Elena retorted, "What in the world do you mean? We're not going out or anything, and we aren't planning to."

"Have you lost your mind? Imagine what I felt when I heard from Klaus Mickaelson, of all people, that you and Damon fucked on his birthday?" Caroline snorted.

"God, we didn't fuck. I told you already. We almost did. But we stopped!" Elena upheld.

Caroline smacked herself in the forehead. "Don't play dumb with me! The whole fucking locker room knows about it! And me, your best friend, found out about it only today, during the third period, from Klaus Mickaelson! Why the fuck didn't you tell me? Jesus Christ! What the fuck are you doing? It's a dangerous thing to be doing, messing around with him when you have this situation with you and Eli. Eli's a good guy. Forget about Damon, or you'll regret it. And if you want to know something about your Damon, I've done some snooping around. Damon caused your breakup with Matt!" Caroline told Elena all she knew.