AN: Hey guys, I found this fic on my laptop, I wrote it about a year ago and completely forgot about it so I've decided to finally upload it :)

Summary: What if Damon met Elena first? It would be an epic romance, right? There's only one problem, Elena's only five. While Damon's there, something goes wrong which causes Elena to accidently turn into a half vampire. What will happen when Klaus hears of this?

Ok, to be clear, Elena's parents are already dead and she's an only child. Also, Katherine is dead; she died like she was supposed to in 1864.

Also, sorry if there are any grammar mistakes that I didn't catch, I don't have a Beta yet.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries. No copyright infringement intended.


I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Tell the World I'm coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes
I'm coming home, I'm coming home
Tell the World that I'm coming

Coming Home-Diddy


He was finally doing it. Damon was finally returning to Mystic Falls-his home town that he hasn't been back to since he was turned in 1864.

Sure, he had tried multiple times over the years to come back, but each time he was struck with an overwhelming feeling of betrayal and pain. Pain over losing Katherine and betrayal for his brother telling his Father that Katherine was a vampire. How Stefan had repeatedly been with Katherine behind his back.

Damon scowled bitterly. He hadn't seen Stefan in over a hundred years, yet he still plagued his mind.

Now, as he drove to the old Salvatore boarding house, he couldn't help but to let all of the pain and sadness revolving around Katherine's death to consume him.

Memories from was seemed like a lifetime ago washed over him, successfully clearing his thoughts of anything but.

He sat in the boarding house driveway for a few moments, wallowing in his self-pity before finally pulling himself together and marching into the house.

The house still belonged to him so he didn't have to worry about needing an invite to get in. As Damon walked into what he assumed was the living room, his vampire senses immediately picked up the soft tone of whispering.

Two humans sat on one of the sofas, quietly conversing with each other in front of the roaring fireplace. He automatically could tell that the male was Zach, his great-times something- nephew.

The young woman that Zach was talking to had strawberry blonde hair that fell past her shoulders in loose waves. Her grayish-green eyes where wide with concern as she conversed with Zach. He heard his nephew call her Jenna. Jenna Sommers.

He had already called Zach in advance, announcing to him his arrival in Mystic Falls and his plan to stay at his family's boarding house. But, as he watched the two, it was obviously apparent that he had forgotten.

They were completely ignorant to the fact that he stood just a few feet in front of them.

As Zach and Jenna took a small break in their conversation and Damon took the opportunity to waltz into the room. The human's heads whipped around to ace him at his sudden intrusion into the room.

"Hello….Uncle." Damon scrutinized him with a smug expression as a frown etched itself onto Zach's face. Jenna sat quietly; her eyes alight with curiosity as she stared at him with something close to an acute interest.

"Damon…you've made it." Zach replied warily, forcing a smile and sparing a quick glance at the strawberry blonde.

"I hope I haven't interrupted anything important, but who might this lovely lady be?" He shot a seductive smile in her direction and smirked slightly as she flushed crimson.

Zach fidgeted, feeling slightly uncomfortable in the vampire's presence. "This is Jenna, an old friend of mine. She just came to sort some stuff out with me before she goes on a business trip."

Jenna smiled and gave Damon a small nod of hello.

"Yes, Zach has agreed to watch my niece while I go to Los Angeles on business for a few weeks." She tucked a fly away piece of hair behind her ear before abruptly standing up. Damon turned and glared at his nephew as she said this and Zach flinched.

"Well, I best be going or else I'll miss my flight," Jenna said, checking her watch and picking up her purse. "Elena!" She called. "Come say goodbye!"

Damon stiffened as he heard the soft pitter patter of tiny feet and turned around only to see a small dark-haired girl hurl herself into Jenna's awaiting arms.

The child looked to be about four or five, with her dark chocolate hair pulled up into pigtails with little pink bows. She was very tiny and was the picture of innocence, with her big brown doe eyes and a teddy bear clutched tightly in her small hands.

"Bye, bye Aunty Jenna!" She exclaimed in little girl talk, planting a sloppy kiss on Jenna's cheek. The elder of the two girls smiled and then placed the little girl on the sofa.

"Now, you be good, Elena, and listen to Mr. Zach and Damon, ok?" Jenna said her goodbyes and Damon, being the charming gentleman that he was, helped her with her suitcases while Elena ran off.

But as he went back inside the parlor of the boarding house, he something sensed something was wrong. Something was moving out of the corner of his eye.

In a flash, he had Zach's neck snapped and the stake that he had been holding was now halfway across the room.

"You just couldn't resist, could you?" Damon murmured to himself as he quickly disposed of Zach's body before speeding back to the boarding house.

He was just settling onto the couch with a glass of bourbon when a small voice interrupted him.

"Hello?"

Damon mentally cursed. He had forgotten about the child! He couldn't kill her; no matter how heartless he was he would never hurt a child. So now he was stuck taking care of her until Jenna got back. He really hadn't thought the whole 'killing Zach' thing through.

He turned around and saw the small brown-eyed girl peering at him from behind the entry way. Her bear was clutched tightly to her chest with one hand and she was sucking on her thumb with the other.

"Where's Mr. Zach?" She inquired quietly in her high-pitched baby voice, before stumbling her way over to the couch where Damon sat.

Damon stared at the bashful child with wide-eyes before answering her. "Zach, um, had to go away for a while, ok?" He lied. A long while, he added mentally.

"Kay!" Elena said, bobbing her head. She stared at him for a few seconds, biting her lips, before she spoke again.

"Can I sit next to you?" She asked, her eyes growing wide as her lower lip jutted out in a small pout. Damon sighed, all he wanted to do was relax and have nice drink to congratulate himself for finally coming back to Mystic Falls.

But, before he knew what he was doing, he heard himself say yes.

He watched Elena's eyes light up and a big smile spread across her face. He turned away for a moment to scoot over and when he looked back at Elena he almost grinned.

She was trying to heave herself up onto the couch but it was too tall for her. Amused, he reached over and picked her up, placing her next to him on the couch.

"Where are your parents?" He asked the girl, maybe they could look after her until Jenna got back. Damon watched as Elena squirmed her way onto his lap.

"Aunty Jenna says that Mommy and Daddy went away to heaven. Daddy and Mommy left when I was only this big!" She threw out her short arms to indicate how small she had been.

Damon, on the other hand, was looking at her with something close to sympathy. He knew what it was like to lose a parent young, his Mother had died when he was only five. At least he remembered his parents.

From what Elena said, it seemed as if she was only a baby when her parents passed.

He looked back down to the little girl on his lap, who was now staring up at him with wide eyes.

"Where are your Mommy and Daddy?" She inquired innocently, reaching out to grab her teddy bear.

"They went away to heaven, too." He answered softly, and surprised himself by pulling Elena in closer, hugging her to his chest.

"Maybe they know each other there!" She exclaimed, pulling away from him only to start jumping around on the couch.

Her childish giggles filled the room, and he felt himself smiling at the sight of the small girl laughing.

That's what scared him; Damon hadn't genuinely smiled since Katherine had died. And the worst part was that he had only known Elena for a short while and she was already bringing out the human side in him.


After spending one more hour with Elena down in the parlor, she finally fell asleep. She was curled up on the couch, her teddy bear nestled to her chest and her thumb stuck in her mouth.

Damon gently lifted her up, placing her on his hip before blurring up the stairs and into the guest bedroom that he assumed she was staying in. He deposited Elena on the bed, tucking her under the covers.

He stared at her for a few minutes, trying to figure out how in just a few short hours, she had already wormed her way into his heart. He was Damon fucking Salvatore, bad-ass vampire extraordinaire who cared for nothing and no one, especially not petulant children.

But, as he gazed at Elena with her soft brown ringlets splayed out on the pillow like a halo, he couldn't help but to be somewhat thankful.

Because of her, he could feel himself finally getting over Katherine's death and his baby brother's betrayal.

Damon glanced at her one last time before turning around to leave so she could sleep in peace.

He was almost out the door when a small voice interrupted him.

"Damon?" He looked back to see Elena staring up at him sleepily.

"Yes, Elena?"

The little girl let out a yawn before continuing. "Nighty night." She said, smiling at him softly.

A tentative grin worked its way onto his face. Damon watched as her eyelids grew heavy and started drooping.

"Good night, Elena." He crept out of the room and closed the door softly. As he walked down the hall, Damon knew that if the whole 'feeling-human' thing kept up, then it would be a very long month. A very long month, indeed.


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