Limbs lost to a dead weight stake

Skull cage like a prison

And he's lost faith he'll ever see again

So may he once thought of me then

Underneath the skin there's a human

Buried deep within there's a human

And despite everything I'm still human

But I think I'm dying here

Human – Daughter

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There was a knock on the door. She furrows her eyebrows as she looks to the door, the person she was waiting for never, and she meant, never, knocked on the door. It usually led to some embarrassing moments, really embarrassing. Like the time he caught her dancing around her room half naked or that time he caught her scolding her a book because she did not like what was happening. If she was honest, it wasn't worse than the time he found her half asleep trying to eat a pizza that, granted, was mostly smashed at her t-shirt.

She shakes her head glancing at the clock, he wasn't late… by his standards at least.

"Come in," she yells as her gaze returns to the book.

"Amelia," her cousin's boyfriend greets.

This is odd, she thinks as she looks to him. "Elena isn't home," she automatically says.

He nods smiling. "I'm not here for her."

It was getting weirder. Stefan Salvatore wasn't there for her cousin? "Nobody's here," she continues because he certainly wouldn't come around for her. It wasn't like they were friends or anything. "You can leave a note on the fridge…"

"Amelia-"

He is interrupted by his older brother blurring in from of Amelia that immediately squeals in delight. "Honey, I'm home," he says with amusement opening his arms.

She tosses the book and immediately jumps to him to hug him. "You're late!"

He was patting her back when he looks to Stefan. With a raised eyebrow and dismissing that his brother was there – at least for a few moments – he puts the girl down. "Got you a gift!"

Her grin matched his. "So did I… " She gives him one last look and runs upstairs. "Don't ask where I got it!"

Seeing that the girl would most likely be gone for a while, since her messiness was notorious, he turns to his brother. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to speak with Amelia," he states making his brother furrow his eyebrows.

"Why?" He then raises an eyebrow. His brother was predictable, it probably was something along the lines 'I'm worried since you two are friends and she's my girlfriend cousin.'

"You've been spending too much time with her."

The girl, which was returning with a bottle on her hands, furrows her eyebrows. "Okay?" She looks to Stefan with a serious expression on her face. "I have, like, two friends here nowadays."

"Me," Damon said automatically with a smirk.

"Him," she agrees with a small smile. "And Bonnie. Plus, Damon is my BFF."

Damon smirks knowing it would further annoy his brother. "It means Best Friends for Forever."

"You don't have best friends Damon." Stefan turns his attention to Amelia that was twitching her nose. "We are worried."

Damon sighs. "Look, you take care of Elena and I take care of Little Sommers."

Amelia snorts and rolls her eyes. "Thanks Big Salvatore," she mutters mockingly she didn't like to be reminded that she was small. "Now, if this is… whatever this is… is finished, I'd like to go on with our plans."

Stefan sighs. "I promised Elena that I'd speak with you."

Damon was seriously getting annoyed and so was Amelia. "We don't have time to speak, we got plenty to do," Damon mutters. He turns his attention to Amelia. "Wow, that's old… Should I ask?"

She laughs. "No, I don't want to make you an accomplice."

He smirks. "Stealing is wrong."

She grins winking her eye to him. "Only when you're caught."

"This is why we're worried," Stefan says looking at the pair.

She groans. Damon raises an eyebrow. "Why are you still here?"

"I'll tell Elena that you spoke with me and that I completely ignored you… That way I can resume my day and she won't make you sleep on the couch," Amelia suggests. "I and Damon seriously have to get going."

Damon runs to her and grabs her hand. "I'll see you la-"

"Maybe I can go with you" Stefan says his gaze jumping from one to another.

Amelia snorts. "We are celebrating our friendship." Stefan raises an eyebrow as Damon grins. "6 months."

Damon smiles with faux sweetness. "What can I say? She domesticated me…"

She laughs. "You know I'm charming like that." She gently hits his stomach making him shake his head.

This is why everyone was worried. Damon wasn't good for the girl and had almost killed her three times. "I'd really like to go… It will put everyone at ease."

Amelia raises an eyebrow. "Is that code to make sure I'm still alive at the end of this?" She snorts. "There's gonna be drinking."

"Underage drinking," Damon continues as Amelia nods her head.

"Fine with me," Stefan said.

"Cursing too," Amelia adds looking to Damon.

Damon grins. "Plenty of cursing…" Stefan smiles and shrugs in 'Fine by me' manner. "Groans?" He looks to her.

"Not as many as the last time. I'm getting used to it," she comments smiling. Stefan looked slightly horrified.

"How about moans of pain?"

Amelia gently taps her chin, pretending to contemplate his words. "Don't bruise me and there shouldn't be any…"

Damon sighs. "Okay, but there will be sighing in contempt."

The pair was amused and Stefan was definitely horrified since he didn't knew what they were speaking about. "Definitely. And giggles. Loud giggles."

"Okay, what are you two speaking about?"

They both grin like a cat that had just eaten a canary. "It's a surprise," they say at the same time then look at each other and laugh.

"I don't like the sound of it."

Amelia rolls her eyes. "That's just you haven't see us at it."

Damon nods. "Yeah, we are a sight to behold!"

"Definitely." She then looks at Stefan's expression and laughs as she turns her attention to Damon. "Where's my gift?"

"That's for latter," he says smiling. "You're gonna love it."

She smiles, tenderly this time. "I believe you." She glances in Stefan's direction and looks to Damon. "Can we go now?"

"Fine by me." He grabs her making her squeal as she hugs his neck and the last thing that Stefan hears is her loud giggles as they disappear. He sighs before running behind them.

Amelia Sommers was the product of one night stand. No dad to speak of and a mom that did the best she could. Not to be miss understood, Amelia seriously loved her mom that was more a best friend that a traditional mom. It had always been the two of them till her mom's older sister died. Then it became them plus Elena and Jeremy.

Taking care of Amelia was easy in comparison to taking care of Jeremy and Elena. Well, Jenna had raised Amelia and knew her own kid really well – it was her kid after all – but it wasn't at all fair, Jeremy and Elena were grieving and so it was bound to be uncomfortable able/odd moments. Amelia had been her rock during the summer. She made the meals and helped her around the house. She was always cheering on her when she put the parental mantle – something that she had rarely done with Amelia and that sometimes she regretted. Amelia was a great kid but since that there hadn't been much discipline on her life sometimes it was difficult to make her do the things she didn't want to.

Amelia and Jenna were rather similar, both physically and personality-wise. Amelia was a bit more grounded than her mother but as scattered brained. She was every bit as weird and random like her. But there were differences, for one she held onto grudges twice as long and she absolutely hated when people told her how to act or how to feel. Her mom had raised her to be a free spirit, or so Amelia assumed, to be a woman that could make her own decisions. And she was.

Elena was worried for her cousin and she had tried to speak several times with her about it, only to have a door – literally – closed on her face. Nobody really understood why she was friends with Damon. He had almost killed her on three different occasions and everyone knew he couldn't exactly be trusted. And they certainly didn't get when she told them that, like everyone else, Damon also needed a friend. So, since she couldn't speak with her neither could Jenna – since on her last home, Amelia was always hanging with a 60 years old that owned a Music Shop and Amelia kept on saying that she had always trusted her judgment– she turned to Stefan. Everyone liked Stefan, everyone listened to Stefan so… Elena assumed that maybe he'd get to her and make her realize the peril of having Damon – a crazed vampire – as a BFF or whatever it was that was going on between them.

Stefan felt a bit guilty about it. He figured that if he had spent a little more time with her that maybe she wouldn't hang with Damon so much. However, he could see that his brother treated her differently. Sometimes, late at night on the house, he could hear her and Damon chatting and laughing. And in the morning they'd be on the kitchen cooking and listening to music – some of the times it ended with the food getting either burned or cold because they would dance and forget about it. And he was rather protective of her. That was definitely a first – Damon protecting someone was rather odd… Even more odd since Stefan was almost sure that they weren't a thing.

They were currently at the woods, on the spot where Damon had killed Vicki's friends. Stefan didn't question about it since he was sure he wasn't going to like the answer. Amelia was on the ground with her legs up the wall that Damon was using as a makeshift pillow. They were speaking about something that he didn't understand, barely paying him any attention. For once, Stefan understood how Damon usually felt. People weren't usually nice to him unless he was compelling them… He started wondering if Damon had compelled the girl just to piss him off and Elena. It was improbable, the girl had vervain on her necklace and he knew she never took it off.

She glances to Stefan, who was observing them taking sips of the drink that she had gotten. "We drove your brother to alcohol."

They had. He was feeling so out of place that he had accepted a drink. Amelia's hand was in the air and Damon high fived her. "It will be good for him."

"End the brooding?"

"I'm right here," Stefan comments taking another sip.

She raises an eyebrow. "Clearly." She turns to Damon and shakes her head with a silly expression on her face that made the latter laugh. "Does he think I'm forgetful or blind?"

"Who can tell what goes on his head?"

She laughed and so did Damon. Stefan sighs wondering if they were usually like this or if they were trying to annoy him. If it was the latter, they were succeeding. "Are you usually like this?"

"Yeah, we're usually awesome," Amelia says with a smirk. She looks to Damon. "My legs are cramping. Gonna lie down." He nods and she moves her position.

"I was going with odd."

Amelia rolls her eyes when Damon nestles his head on her stomach. "We are charming."

Damon smirks looking to her. "You're oddly charming… I'm sex on legs." She laughs flicking his ear. "You know it's true, Ames."

She smiles. "I know. I've seen the looks that women give you."

He had a smug smile. "What can I say? I'm irresistible."

"Wanna put your money where your mouth is?"

"This is ridiculous," Stefan says finishing his drink and reaching for the bottle that Damon took out of his grasp.

"Amy-bear got it for me," he stressed. "You are hogging it."

Said girl was playing with his hair. "I went trough an elaborate scheme that involved two Chihuahuas, a fake snake and a previously stolen shoe." Damon looks to her with amusement. "What? I can't compel people, I gotta be crafty."

Stefan sighs. "Did you really stole it?"

She smiles cheekily looking to Stefan. "Don't worry broody, nobody is gonna miss it." She then sighs. "Stop rubbing your head."

He ignores her. "Your stomach is making noises. You hungry?"

"Kind of."

Damon gets up and offers her his hand. "What do you want?"

Her eyes start twinkling. Stefan shakes his head and grabs the bottle now that nobody was paying him any attention. "Remember when you took me to Grove Hills and we got-"

"Burgers?" He interrupts her smiling, she places her hand in his and smiles. "Okay. We need to get the car."

They both looks to Stefan. "Is he tagging along too?"

Damon shrugs. "Don't know, don't care."

"Could you please stop speaking like I don't hear you?"

She smirks. "Can we?"

"We can," Damon says as a smirk forms. "We won't though."

She nods. "We won't."

Stefan sighs and finishes his drink. "What did I do to deserve it?"

"You're butting in our alone time," Damon states slightly narrowing his eyes. Stefan was partially surprised. "Want me to butt on your alone time with Elena?"

Amelia had a raised eyebrow and gently smacked Damon's chest. Stefan felt a bit better, at least she felt that his brother was being ridiculous. "This is so much worse than butting in our alone time Damon. 6 fucking months… celebration." Or not, he thinks with a frown.

"You're right Amy-bear," he says smiling. "Revenge?"

Amelia nods with a smirk. "I already have an elaborate plan and everything!"

"For fucking sake." They both gasp dramatically as they look to Stefan.

"He can curse?" Damon nods. She dramatically grips his arm. "I'm scared Damon. I think we broke him."

Stefan snorts and grabs the bottle. "You're certainly driving me to madness."

"Ouch, and they say he's the nice one?"

"I am!"

She gives him an unimpressed glanced as Damon smirks. "What did I tell you? Appearances are deceiving."

"I thought that we were getting food," Stefan mutters.

The ride wasn't better. They resumed their conversation – this time about a game, he thought – and to ignoring him. By now he had finished the bottle and was seriously regretting not having brought another. He didn't understand how the girl that was next to his brother was all smiles and giggles.

"So." Stefan suddenly says interrupting them. "Doesn't really bother you that he almost killed you?"

Damon growls, glaring. "Shut up Stefan," he mutters in a sing song voice.

Amelia nods. "That's why I made him grovel."

She looks to Damon smiling as he frowned. Last time it took him a month to convince her to speak with him and it only worked because of Katherine, which was strange on its own right. "I really don't want to speak about it."

"But seriously?" Stefan continues as if his brother had never spoken. "He almost drained you three times."

"I must taste good," she says narrowing her eyes. Stefan's insistence was starting to annoy her.

Damon smirks at his brother. "She definitely does."

"And you're fine with it?"

Amelia groans and pinches her nose, closing her eyes briefly. "Oh, oh brother. I think you annoyed her."

"Me?"

"You," she confirms. "Look, we all do shitty things." She gaze was unsympathetic. "And I'm not your friend nor your girl… I don't appreciate what you're doing. Worry about Elena, I'm good."

Stefan snorts. "You're good? He almost killed you two months ago!"

Damon stops the car. "It's time for you to go," he tells Stefan. "You're annoying me and her."

"I just want to understand," he mutters without making mention to leave the car.

Amelia was now glaring. "You don't have to," she states harshly. "What I do and who I do it with is none of your concern…"

Damon nods. "You worry about Gilbert and I worry about little Sommers."

"Everyone is worried," he states raising his voice. "Even your mother and she doesn't even know what he did!"

Amelia groans loudly. "Go away Stefan! You are not my dad!"

"You heard her," Damon mutters. "Go or I make you."

Stefan groans. "This isn't over." He then opens the door and leaves.

"Are you okay?"

Amelia looks to Damon and nods. "Are you?"

"Yeah… Thanks," he says quietly.

"You know I love you to death," she states lightly. "That said, bite me again and I'll bite you back," she jokingly adds.

"I'm sorry." His tone voice was serious.

"You told me that a million of times. It's not okay and it was a serious dick move but I forgave you. I'm okay and so are you. We're okay and we're BFF's and we have a burger to get." He laughs and drives away.

They didn't know that Stefan had heard them, nor did they care.

When they returned to the Boarding House they were laughing loudly, clearly drunk. Damon was giving her a piggy back ride and she was making all sort of noises. Stefan was sitting in the couch with Elena that immediately jolted. Both of them had been waiting for them to return for a couple of hours and as the time had progressed their worries had increased. Last time they disappeared they only returned two days later.

"Where have you been?"

Amelia squints her eyes. "Is she speaking to me?" Her speech was slurred.

"I think so. The judgy eyes are out," he mumbles making her fake gasp.

"Anything but the judgy eyes," she says in a forced pleading voice, as if she was scared. "Protect me Leather King!"

He straightens his back, in mocked seriousness. "Nothing will harm you milady."

She hugs his neck tighter. "My hero," she mumbles rubbing her head on his. They laugh further annoying Elena and Stefan.

"Can you two stop?" Elena was glaring and Stefan was sighing.

"Where have you two been?"

"I don't see how it's any of your business," Damon states looking first to his brother then to Elena.

Elena groans exasperated. "You took off with my cousin, it's my business."

"We took off together. We're celebratin' and I don't get why of all fucking days both of you have to been on our case."

"It's two in the morning," Elena says. "I was worried sick."

"Mom knows where I am… Sort of, I was vague on the details… But she was aware that I was going to spend the night here," Amelia says. "Can we move on? Damon still didn't gave me my gift. And I'm curious!"

"We have to speak about this," Elena insists with a frown.

"No, we don't."

"We do!"

Damon groans. "You're seriously killing our buzz. Leave it alone Elena." He glances at his brother. "You too. Ames and I are gonna go to my room… You two are not invited."

He starts to walk and Amelia starts tapping his shoulder madly. "No, no… Kitchen. We need food!"

"They are going to annoy us," Damon states ignoring the glares.

She pouts. "Food."

"Don't tell me I didn't warn you." He lets her slide of his back and she almost falls. Stefan was next to her in a second, but Damon had already caught her. "You can let go, brother," he mutters. "It's not the first time I give her a drunken piggyback ride."

Elena frowns. "You're drinking again?"

"Again?" Amelia crosses her arms over her chest and narrows her eyes. "Look, I'm not an alcoholic… There's no issue so don't speak like I'm always boozing it up."

"I'm just worried."

Damon forces a smile and glances at Elena. "You sound jealous. I can always take you out next time…"

"Damon," Stefan mutters.

Amelia sighs. Stefan and Elena notice that Damon still had his arm around her waist. "Are they usually like this or is the alcohol making them sound worse?"

"Both," he tells her without amusement.

"Okay, room it is," she says looking to him and ignoring the pair. "We sneak when they're away to get food."

"Amelia!"

Damon smirks as he swoops her to his arms. "Bye bye."

Elena looks to Stefan and sighs as Damon runs away. They could hear Amelia's giggles. Elena shakes her head as she walks to him.

"She wasn't like this," she comments as his fingers intertwine with hers. "I used to see her twice, maybe three times a year," she adds.

Stefan smiles as he tugs her hair behind her hear. "Want to speak about it?"

She nods. "Could you tell me what are they doing?"

"She's jumping on the bed laughing."

Elena nods and sighs again. "Do you think he'll hurt her again?"

Stefan sighs. Damon seemed to like her… but he never knew with his brother. "I don't know," he tells her honestly. He didn't want to give her false hope in case Damon fucked it up again.

"She was always strange," Elena says lightly. "To be honest I don't know her too well. She and Jer always spoke more… Maybe if I-"

"It's not your fault Elena."

"I still should have done something," she insists.

Stefan was going to take Elena home, so he dropped by his brother room to ask if Amelia wanted to tag along. He and Elena wanted to speak with her without Damon around hopping that maybe she'd hear them then. By what he could hear they were both still asleep.

When he opens the door he's partially surprised. They were in a rather odd position. Amelia's legs were draped over Damon's and her head was resting on his chest. Damon, who had one arm tugged bellow his head and the other around the girl, seemed peaceful. The girl was mumbling something about goblins and her hands were gripping to the sheet that was barely covering the pair. Also, she was wearing one of Damon's favorite t-shirts.

Stefan was silently walking to them when Damon opens one eye and smirks. "Spying? Thought that Saint Stefan didn't spy."

"Elena is going home… I came to ask if she wanted to tag along."

Damon gives him a dubious look. "She's sleeping well here. I'll drop her off later." He gently tugs her waist making her press her body closer to his.

"Damon I don't know what game you're playing, but you need to stop…"

Stefan was expecting him to smirk. He didn't, when he spoke he was looking to the girl. "I'm not playing. I'm her friend and she's mine's. No games," he states looking at his brother. "I actually like her."

"Damon you only care for women for two reasons: sex and blood, often both at the same time." Damon doesn't say anything making Stefan sigh loudly. "Just end this before she gets hurt again."

His brother groans making the girl jolt on the bed. She had grabbed the lamp and had one eye closed and one eye open. "Damon?" her eyes trail on him, who automatically laughed at her silliness. She smiles and jumps back to bed. "Scared the hell out of me."

"Good morning Amelia," Stefan says with a small amused smile. "I'm dropping Elena-"

She narrows her eyes. "Don't care. We are going back to sleep," she states nestling against Damon. "Your brother is an ass. Doesn't respect hangovers," she adds as she further pushes her head against his neck.

"See brother?" Damon was smirking now. "Told you she wouldn't be interested."

Stefan sighs. He was usually a patient person but the pair was seriously making it run thin. "You should really go home. Your mom must be worried," he insists.

She abruptly sits on the bed throwing her hands on the air. "Oh god, you are so damn annoying! Stop it, my mom knows where I am. I texted her before going to bed… I told her that I'd see her later!"

Damon runs his hand on her back, without taking his eyes off her he says, "You should go."

"But-"

"Enough Stefan," Damon mutters. "She doesn't want to go."

He sighs. "Fine. I'll be back soon."

"Nobody here cares," she mutters. Stefan was slightly surprised, he forces himself to nod and leaves the room.

Damon knew that his brother was probably still listening. "You okay?" She merely nods. "Wanna sleep?" She shakes her head with a smirk. "Shower?" She nods plants a kiss on his cheek and rushes to the bathroom. "She's fine Stefan, you can leave," Damon mutters as he gets up.

Stefan groans and this time walks to the parlor where Elena was waiting. She gave him an apologetic smile and they left the house holding hands. Truth was that Stefan and Amelia were never friends, sure, he had spoken a few times before she befriended Damon and that had been about it. Apart from Bonnie, Elena and she didn't have common friends. Well, if he was honest, he had rarely seen her speak with many people… it wasn't like they shut her out. Most of the times it was the opposite. She was always doodling, humming or taking photographs. It was like she lived on her own bubble… but then there was Damon.

He really didn't know the pair had met, but suddenly one day, when he dropped Elena he saw Damon there. He was sitting in the Gilberts living room next to Jeremy, with her at his feet, playing Mario Kart. His brother did not play Mario Kart with teenagers and his brother would never let said teenagers win. But he did. Then she didn't have the good sense of staying away. After the football game he had played, right after Damon killed Tanner, the girl appeared and asked what the hell was going on. Damon smirked and bit her, but he didn't stop… he took it too far… Stefan was full expecting her to be dead, she wasn't. Damon had given her his blood and disappeared. He had thought it meant that whatever he had planned with Amelia Sommers had come to an end. After Elena found out, she freaked out – completely natural. She asked him to give Amelia a vervain necklace – which he would have given even without her request – and the girl accepted it giving them no other words but a quiet 'thank you' and a 'can you please leave my room now?'.

Next day Damon was at school. At their fucking school with a blue teddy bear and chocolate bars. The girl had flip him off, Stefan was close trying to stop his brother from doing something rash. Something that didn't exactly happened. Damon instead chased her. His brother fucking chased her all day, something that Stefan and Elena later found out – they would have certainly put a stop to it if they had known… And, for some reason, she forgave him. They never knew the details but the fact was that that two days later she was in the kitchen and when asked she said she was waiting for Damon… And when you speak off the Devil he appears. Damon grabbed the girl and they left ignoring the angry words of Elena.

They had been seriously worried, but then Damon resumed playing with Caroline and for a while they didn't saw them together. Or so they thought.

Then there was the founder's party, spiking Caroline, stealing Damon's ring only to find out that he had somehow kidnaped Amelia to be bit and leave her to bleed out if Stefan didn't return the item. That was also the day when he turned Vicky – which had been a complete disaster on his own right. This time, both Stefan and Elena were sure that the girl wouldn't go near Damon again. And for a while she didn't… till Stefan's birthday, that is.

Stefan had been fully aware that Damon was planning something. But Lexi convinced him to go to the party, where she met Elena and Amelia. The latter and his best friend had bonded tequila shots and dart games and when Damon approached them – while he was speaking with Elena – something must have happened because soon they both disappeared. Damon kills a random vampire that apparently attacked Amelia – he was fully aware that this was some sort of twisted plan – in front of Caroline's mom. However, the girl was happy and didn't let go of Damon – much to his, Elena's and Lexi's dismay.

Then they disappear – like vanish – only to discover that Damon had taken her to a road trip. When they return the girl was well and, dare he say, happy? When Elena presses – she later told Stefan – that Amelia rather calmly had told her that it was none of her business.

Damon's devious plans, Stefan was sure, resulted in him not spending time with the girl – to his and Elena's knowledge at the time, the truth was that he in fact spent a lot of time with her – and that was when strike three occurred. The necklace that Damon was so furiously trying to get his hands on led to Bonnie being possessed. Now, when Bonnie suddenly bolts from the house Amelia follows her friend, franticly, not really understanding what was going on. It seemed that she and Damon where in such a good spot that when he threatened to kill Bonnie, she was the only one that didn't believe he actually would and when he actually bit Bonnie… Well, let's just say that it didn't end well. She slapped him and in the midst of his rage he bit back. When he realized what he had done, he tried to give her his blood and she refused till he had no other choice but to pry open her mouth and force her. This time, she didn't spoke with him no matter what Damon did.

A month, it took her a full month to forgive him. It was the day they opened the tomb. He had taken her and Elena for leverage and she did argue every bit of the way… but then, there was no Katherine and she immediately jumped to Damon's arms. Since then they seemed to sort of be glued together. The only times that weren't seen together was when she was at school.

When Stefan returned home the pair was running around the kitchen. She was holding something and he figured that Damon didn't really wanted since he was running behind her at human speed.

"I won fair and square!" She says with clear amusement as she continues running.

Damon groans at this. "No, I made it I should get the last piece."

"You did not," she counters. She then stops when she notices that Stefan was there observing them, allowing Damon to grab the plate. "Not fair! Broody distracted me."

He gently bumps her nose making her pout. "I won. I could have stolen it any time I wanted… I gave you a fighting chance," he says with a mocking smile.

"But I need food way more than you," she says pleadingly. "Please Damon."

"Nah." He takes a bite making pout again. "That won't work."

She sighs. "Fine be an ass, see if I care." She crosses her arms over her chest.

"That won't work either." He was smirking making the girl groan in annoyance.

Stefan sighs. This was childish but maybe he could turn it into an opportunity to speak with the girl. Maybe if he befriended her he could keep an eye on his brother antics. "We can always make more."

She raises an eyebrow and shakes her head. "Tried that. Damon says that I was lucky he did it in the first place."

Stefan smiles. "I was speaking about you and me," he explains.

"You and I?" She looks to Damon. "I'm confused."

Damon shrugs and gives her the plate making her grin and blow him a kiss. He turns his attention to Stefan. "Shouldn't you be with Elena?"

"She's with Caroline and Bonnie." He then smiles, knowing full well that his next words were going to annoy his brother. "It's us three today."

Amelia furrows her eyebrows. "Okay, I'm seriously creeped out." She turns to Damon. "Why does he want to spend time with us?"

Damon forces a smile. "He's trying to annoy me and convince you I'm bad."

She rolls her eyes. "I know he's bad, you can resume your existence," she tells Stefan dismissively.

He was starting to think that the girl didn't like him one bit. "I feel rather unwelcomed."

"You are," Damon simply says. In the meantime, Amelia had finished the waffle and was liking the syrup out of her fingers. "You're a pig."

"I'm a growing girl," she counters. "Plus, this was fucking delicious. Now if you made me another coffee I'll sacrifice virgin kittens anytime you need it."

Damon laughs, Stefan furrows his eyebrows half wondering if she really meant her words. "I'll keep that in mind."

The pair returns to the kitchen being followed by Stefan. "So what are we doing today?"

"We." Amelia points to her and Damon. "Are having a lazy day. Mom went out on a date."

Damon glances at his brother over his shoulder. There was a full blown smirk on his lips. "You are not invited."

"Why not?"

Amelia raises her eyebrow wondering what the hell his problem was. "Where should I start… we don't really get along? And by we I mean us three. You and Damon have this weird relationship and you and I barely speak. In fact today and yesterday were the most we ever spoke."

Damon nods his head, his smirk still present. "She has a point."

"Well, we can fix it if we spend time together… bonding," Stefan counters.

"Or we could let things stay as they are," she states.

Stefan sighs. "You dislike me?"

She seemed surprised with his question. She looks to Damon who shook his head and started making coffee. "Uh, can't say I do… I'm like… neutral to your existence. I know about you, I don't know you. Plus, you're my cousin brooding boyfriend." Damon laughed at that.

"Neutral to my existence… and… brooding…" Stefan trails.

"Yeah, you're like constantly brooding." She looks to Damon and smirks. "One time I caught them after doing it. He was brooding, to my knowledge sex makes people happy. Unless they were doing it wrong…" Stefan almost fell of the stool and Damon burst on laughter. "It seriously creeped me off."

"What?"

Damon smirks looking to his brother. "Changed my mind. You can totally hang with us today if this is a preview… I want to watch the rest."

Amelia continued, apparently unfazed. "You take brooding to a completely new level. It's scary."

"I rather not… not," he mumbles uncomfortable.

She sigh. "See, don't get why you want to hang with us. I'm like this, always spouting things people don't want to hear. I'm sure it's going to get me killed."

"At the very least you are very entertaining," Damon says laughing.

Amelia laughs. "Yeah, not all the time. Remember that time I was speaking about that other time when I slept here… That thing we promised not to speak about and then you were mocking me about Dracul the Third, so I spoke about it and Alaric was so uncomfortable!" She burst on laughter as Damon rapidly shook his head.

"No, we are not going to speak about it ever again!"

"It was hilarious!"

Stefan smiles. Now that the heat was off him he was actually amused. "Oh, what thing?"

"Nothing," Damon says narrowing his eyes. He looks to Amelia that was still laughing. "I will seriously rip Dracul the Third to pieces."

She slaps his arm with a smile. "I wasn't going to tell him. Trust me, once was more than enough. You forget that it was also embarrassing to me," she adds giving him a meaningful glance to which Damon responded with a smirk.

"I remember it perfectly."

"Who is Dracul the Third?"

Amelia looks to him as if she just remembered that he was still there. "Oh, one of the teddies that Damon got me. Has a cape and everything."

"And fangs," Damon adds.

"I see," Stefan comments. He had figured that it was something of the sort. "Why would Damon mock you about something he gave you?"

"'Cause I sleep with it."

"Because she sleeps with it," they both say at the same time.

Amelia sighs. "He should be flattered that I replaced Broccoli with Dracul… I had Broccoli with me for five years."

Stefan laughs. "You sleep with teddy-bears?"

Damon smirks. "Only when I don't sleep with her." His words make Stefan sober up.

Amelia snorts. "I think he's threatened by their cuteness."

Damon shrugs. "I don't like to share."

"You don't."

Stefan didn't like were this was going. "So, why did you replace Broccoli?"

She shrugs. "It's all about the size. Dracul was bigger."

Damon smirks and wiggles his eyebrows. "Yeah, girls like it big."

She nods ignoring his innuendo. "True, I can nestle better. Plus, he's so cute," she gushes. "And Broccoli was a bit chewed."

"See, we are all getting along," Stefan comments with a smile.

Amelia looks briefly to him before turning her attention to Damon. "Where's my coffee?"

"Bossy little girl," Damon mumbles as he returns to his task.

"How did you two actually meet?" Stefan was honestly curious about this one.

Amelia narrows her eyes. "Is this going to turn into a lecture?" He shakes his head. "Should we tell him D?"

Damon hands her the coffee. "Only if you tell him how you were out of breath when you saw me."

Amelia snorts in an un-ladylike manner. "'Course I was. You scared the piss out of me. Literally." Damon laughs making her hit his chest.

"I really don't like how that sounds," Stefan comments looking to his brother.

"Don't worry… It wasn't too bad."

She rolls her eyes. "He made his stupid bird trick, flew right into my bathroom window."

"What?" He looks to Damon that seemed deeply amused.

"Don't look at me." He looks to Amelia. "She ran out of her house in wearing nothing but t-shirt looking frantic."

"I was trying to find the bird. I seriously thought it had broken its neck!" She huffs sinking into the stool. "Then he appears and pretends to be scandalized by my clothes only to flirt three seconds later." She scoffs.

Damon laughs. "You were bitchy. I liked it."

"I was looking for a bird," she counters. "I was on a mission… Besides I thought it was somehow my fault… The window was so clean that he probably thought that there was nothing there."

He pats her head. "The bird was fine." She scoffs again.

"That's…" Stefan tries to think of something to describe how he felt. "Something."

Amelia narrows her eyes. "You are forgetting how we met."

Damon smiles when he sees Stefan stiffening. "Do tell!"

He was opening his mouth to protest when Amelia started. "He was spying on Elena. I sort of dropped my water on him and called him a creep… Uh… I might have also threatened him." Damon laughs Stefan narrows his eyes to his brother. "To be honest I didn't know that they had met. I thought he was a stalker."

Stefan sighs. "You didn't let me explain."

"Elena also told me off…" She closes her eyes briefly scrunching her nose. "It was not a good day."

"Why?" Both of the brothers ask at the same time.

Amelia forces a laugh. "I woke up at four a.m. with Jeremy and Vicki's passionate love making, then at six when they entered my room and sort of begged me to help her escape undetected. I was later cornered at school by Jer that didn't want me to tell on him, to have Matt chase me around to ask if Vicki had been at my house… and to help him with Elena… Then Bonnie wanted to enlist me to avoid Elena's dinner party that in turn wanted me to convince Bonnie to go." She makes a pause. "Then I go to the Grill, hopping for food… Only to find Broody looking at Elena like a creep, then to be scolded." She tilts her head. "Oh, yeah. Then you two to bitch at each other over my cousin. Later in the evening I'm pulled into this weird ass argument between Jer and Vicki. She wanted to sleep with me 'cause she was high and didn't want to go home and Jer wanted to return to passionate love making." She laughs. "We ended up sleeping all together. It was really weird." She sighs and frowns. "I miss Vicki."

"Eventful," Stefan says with an apologetic smile.

"Kinky and sort of gross," Damon says with a smirk.

She rolls her eyes. "There was no passionate love making. Or love making of any kind. Though at one point Jer was spooning with Broccoli rather enthusiastically. I took a picture."

Stefan smiles. "You miss her, don't you?"

"She was my first friend here," Amelia says quietly. "I don't get why Elena never liked her… Vicki was a good person, she had a hard life and maybe she did stupid things but… she was definitely a good person and didn't deserved what she got."

Damon rolls his eyes. "One day it's going to bit you." He smirks. "Wait it already did, like three times."

She slaps him in the chest. "I'll remember that next time you try to apologize to me."

"You don't mean it."

"I totally do!"

Stefan then stood quietly as he observed them bicker. That was when he realized… Damon had found out about Katherine but he hadn't done anything rash or even Damon like. There had been no blood benders, no killing and no house filled with woman. That was probably all due to Amelia, she was distracting Damon. Maybe, maybe their friendship wasn't as bad as he had first assumed. That however, didn't mean he wouldn't keep an eye on them, with his brother… one could never tell.