Ok guys! Season 2! Very exciting stuff here! This season is about the progression of Damon and Alex's relationship, Alex and Elena's friendship/sisterhood growing, as well as a new character being brought into the midst! I hope you all enjoy and don't forget to review!
Also, I was asked if I would ever up the rating. I thought about it, but I'm not sure if I would be comfortable writing a mature chapter. What do you all think? Do you want to see some of that as the story progresses? Or would you prefer for me to keep it PG? Tell me your thoughts please!
Season 2 Episode 1 The Return
"Stop it!" I giggled as Damon ticked my sides. He was grinning down at me, and I could not stop laughing. I was probably waking up my neighbors, but at that moment causing a ruckus was the last thing on my mind. His soft lips, his body pressed against mine, and the way my heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest were the only things running through my head at the time. I was on cloud nine, and I wasn't sure if I could get down. I didn't really want to. We had moved from standing in the middle of my bedroom to my bed and were now commencing in a heavy make out session. He was positioned on top of me, moving his hands up and down my sides. I had never done this, and it showed by my blushing cheeks that would not stop burning. Every time he would nibble on my lip or sweep his tongue into my mouth I would squeak. How had I ever gone without this?
"Make me." He challenged with a smirk, continuing his assault on my skin. With all the confidence I could muster I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down to meet my lips. The kiss was hot and passionate, something I had never experienced before. Damon was good with hot and passionate, granted I guess he was good at anything. He was a very good teacher I might add.
I released his lips when I needed to breathe and he moved down to my neck. I was panting as he pressed kisses to my neck, leaving a fire in their wake. I was sure I would have a hickey in the morning, but it felt so good, and so right, I couldn't make myself stop him. I couldn't believe that we had waited this long if this was the outcome. If this is what I had been waiting for, then I should go back in time and make me fight for him sooner.
Suddenly, Damon pulled away, taking me by surprise. I felt my body cry out at the loss of contact, and I suddenly felt cold. He turned his head to the side hiding his face from me. His chest was heaving as he tried to even out his breathing. I stared at him, urging him with my hands to look at me. I couldn't move his face, because he was much stronger than I was.
"Damon." I whispered, so quiet I wasn't sure if he would even hear it. "Damon look at me."
He didn't do as I said right away. He continued to hide, and I forced myself not to pressure him. After a few tense seconds he finally obeyed by slowly turning his head back to me. I then understood why he was hiding from me. His vampire form had come out. There was red around his eyes where the white should have been, veins popping out of his face under his skin, and then there were the white fangs menacing and deadly as they were. He was staring at me, with such intensity it was hard not to shy away. He was hungry… hungry for me. And even after that terrifying realization that he was craving my blood, I didn't fear him, not like before.
I carefully traced the veins on his face with my fingertips. They were protruding and twitched when I touched them. He was watching me carefully, calculating my reaction. I swallowed, drinking in this face. This was Damon, this was part of him. I would have to love this part just like I loved the other. I couldn't love him fully until I accepted that he was a vampire, and that wasn't going to change. But that didn't bother me.
I then pushed myself up and kissed him full on the lips, feeling his fangs scratching at my bottom lip. He didn't pull back, he just held tightly onto my waist and kissed me back. Our lips didn't move, they just stayed where they were, completely still. It was a romantic kiss, very sweet and tender. I could feel his sharp canines recede and when I pulled back his handsome face returned.
"I'm not afraid of you Damon." I told him, running my fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes, breathing in deeply.
"I wish you were." Damon said. "It would keep you safe if you were."
"You can keep me safe." I urged. He opened his eyes and met my gaze. His blue eyes were intense and it made me squirm underneath him.
"I will always protect you." He said to me. "My pretty girl."
"I could get used to that." I admitted. He smirked and leaned down to kiss me once more. We stayed like that for a long time, just kissing. There was no removal of clothes or inappropriate touching. Damon didn't push me further than my own limits, something I appreciated.
He had teased me for a long time about my obvious virginity, and honestly the concept scared me to my core. It wasn't that I couldn't do it, or that I didn't know how. I had been through a sex education class, I knew the ropes. However, the idea of being that vulnerable and giving that person access to your weakness scared me. And also, Damon knew what he was doing. Sex was something he prided himself in. How could I ever measure up?
But before anything could get too heated, my phone began to ring. I pulled back and looked at the source of the ringing. It was sitting on my bedside table, ringing and buzzing frantically. I began to reach for it when Damon grabbed my hand. He linked his fingers through mine and pushed my arm above my head, trapping it there.
I let him do it and smirked when he bent down to capture my lips once more. My own mouth moved on its own accord, matching his movements. I was surprised at how easy this was with him, and how good it felt to finally be kissing him. The ringing soon stopped and for a while we were in peaceful silence again. However, the ringing began again and I tried to reach for it.
"Don't answer it." Damon growled in my ear. I was very tempted not to answer, but if someone was trying to get in contact with me I needed to answer it.
"It could be important." I mumbled to him. Damon pulled back and gave me a playful glare. I pouted, seeing as I couldn't move. I shimmied under him, trying to be able to move. That must have set him off, because he leaned down onto me even more, making it about impossible to move at all. My arms were still being held above my head, making it hard to reach for my phone. The ringing stopped once again and we missed the call.
"Oh, no." Damon said sarcastically. "Missed it again."
"This is all your fault." I said to him. He wiggled his eyebrows and was about to attack my neck with his mouth when the phone rang again. He let out a loud, angry noise before he grabbed the phone.
"I'm nowhere near done with you." He told me and flipped open the phone. I felt myself blush at his comment. "Alex's phone."
He went from smirking and flirty to very serious in a matter of seconds. His sudden change in emotion changed my own. It must have been serious. He let go of my hand and sat up quickly. I followed his lead and sat up myself. I couldn't hear the other end of the conversation, but whatever it was it didn't sound good.
"I'm coming." Damon said and hung up the phone. He then sped around my room, making random drawings fly around as he breezed by. He then tossed me my jacket.
"What's going on?" I asked him, the jacket hitting me in the face.
"We're going to the hospital." He replied. I was suddenly up and he was putting my jacket on me. His hands felt frantic on me, not gentle like they were before.
"Wait." I said. "What happened?"
Once he had put my jacket on me, he had taken my hand, pulling me out of the room and down the hall. He pulled his keys from his pocket and I was barely able to close the door at the speed he was pulling me. I thought he might pull my shoulder out of its socket.
"Damon." I said, trying to get his attention. He shoved me into the passenger seat and before I knew it he was in the driver's side. "What the hell is going on?"
"Caroline's in the hospital." He said, starting the car. I felt my stomach drop. Caroline in the hospital? What for?
"What happened?" I asked frantically. The idea of my blonde friend lying in a hospital bed made me cringe.
"Car accident." Damon explained, pushing down the accelerator. "Tyler Lockwood crashed his car after he got a splitting head ache."
"A head ache?" I repeated why was that pertinent information? But then I remembered the invention. "Did the device affect him?"
"Him and his dad." Damon said, looking through the window. My eyebrows furrowed. The device wasn't supposed to affect humans, only vampires.
"But I thought-"
"Yeah we all thought." Damon said. The hospital wasn't far now.
"But they're human Damon." I said. "The Lockwoods can't be vampires."
"I know." He said. "The vervain didn't affect the mayor."
"So what are they?" I asked. Damon didn't answer. I slumped in my seat. I did not like the way this night was turning out. I couldn't help but blame John for this. He had to go and try to wipe out all the vampires in Mystic Falls. But then I remembered that he had been taught all vampires were evil. A lot of them were, but there were a select few who knew how to live a relatively normal life. John couldn't understand that.
We got into the hospital and I frantically looked for anyone who could give me some information. Nurses and doctors ignored us, which made me very angry. I finally found the sheriff.
"Sherriff Forbes!" I called to her. She turned. "How is she? Is she ok?"
"She's not well." The Sherriff answered tearfully. "She's in surgery. They are doing all they can."
"Oh God Liz." Damon said. "I'm so sorry."
The fake concern in Damon's voice was enough to make me wince. I knew he didn't like Caroline or think highly of her. But she was my friend and I didn't like Damon playing on the sheriffs emotions just to get information.
"Damon." The sheriff said and got our attention. "I need to speak to you in private."
"Of course." Damon said. He went to follow her but gave an encouraging squeeze to my shoulders. I watched from afar as the two talked. I strained to hear their conversation, but it was no use. I waited there, with my arms crossed as Damon consoled the sheriff. He looked at me over his shoulder and gave me a look of sympathy. I wasn't buying it.
He said something to the sheriff and came back over to me. He grabbed my arm and led me down a corridor.
"What did she say?" I asked him.
"The mayor dropped down like all the others." Damon said. "Tyler must have had the same reaction."
"I was talking about Caroline, Damon." I replied.
"Oh yeah…" Damon said. "We're going to go find her. I'll make sure she's ok."
"When did you start caring about Caroline?" I asked him, pulling my arm out of his grasp. He turned back to me with an irritated expression. I was sure mine was similar to his.
"I don't." Damon said. "I'm only here because you care about Caroline."
I immediately felt back. I gulped and looked down ashamed at my jump to conclusions. He seemed to notice my change in demeanor and pulled me to him. I buried my face in his chest to hide my embarrassment. He then pulled me back and caressed my face with his thumbs.
"Is she going to die?" I asked him. I could hear the tears in my voice. He looked down at me seriously and gave me a determined look.
"I won't let that happen." He vowed to me. I nodded and let him wipe a tear off my cheek that had escaped from my eye. It was nice, to be comforted by him. I felt safe with Damon, like nothing could hurt me. I let him pull me down a few hallways and then I saw Bonnie and Elena. They were discussing Caroline from what I could see.
"Guys." I said getting their attention. The two girls looked up. Elena looked relieved to see us, but Bonnie made a face when she saw Damon.
"She's in surgery." Elena said. "They don't know if she's going to make it."
I swallowed hard. I couldn't imagine life without Caroline Forbes. Even though we started this year where she was still making jokes about my clothes and the fact that I had been abandoned by my father, I had come to find Caroline as a good friend. Sure she was whiny and annoying sometimes, but other times she was sweet and caring. She listened to what you had to say and she would give good advice, even if it wasn't what you wanted to hear. The world without Caroline Forbes would be a much sadder place.
"Is there something that you can do?" Elena asked Bonnie. "Like a spell or something?"
"She doesn't know how, do you?" Damon turned to Bonnie. The witch glared at him. I fought back the urge to elbow him in the gut.
"No, I don't." Bonnie replied ruefully.
"No, you don't because it took Emily years to learn a spell like that." Damon mocked. Bonnie's glare deepened.
"Well, I can take down a vampire." Bonnie threatened. "That spell was easy to learn."
"Alright." I said holding up my hands. "Both of you stop it."
Now was not the time to be fighting. Now was the time to find something that would keep Caroline alive. The clock was ticking, and I wasn't sure how much time she had left.
"I can give Caroline some blood." Damon offered after a beat of silence. I turned to him with furrowed brows.
"No." Elena said. "No way."
"No, just enough to heal her." Damon explained. "She will be safe in the hospital and it will be out of her system in a day, she will be better Elena."
"It's not a bad idea." I added. Elena looked between the two of us with wide eyes. The only thing that could help Caroline now was a miracle or vampire blood. I was more partial to the blood.
"Are you kidding?" She asked. "It's too risky."
"Elena, we don't have another choice." I said. She narrowed her eyes at me.
"When did you start siding with him?" Elena asked gesturing to Damon angrily. I closed my mouth. I couldn't very well tell her what I had been doing while she was here with Caroline. Although I didn't care what Elena thought of Damon, I also didn't think now was the time to break the news that we were…. Well… I didn't know what we were. Regardless, now wasn't the time.
"This is Caroline. We can't let her die." Bonnie said and then looked at Damon. "Do it."
Elena looked like she was ready to protest, but she stopped. She sighed, her shoulders slumping like she had been defeated. This was risky, she was right. But it was the only sure fire way that Caroline was going to survive. If Damon was willing, I thought it was the best solution.
"If I do this, you and me," He pointed to him and Bonnie. "Call a truce?"
"No. But you'll do it anyway." Bonnie said and then looked at me. "Right Alex?"
I felt my gut twist. Elena looked between us and got a grave expression. They knew. I licked my lips awkwardly and then looked back up to Damon. He gave me an encouraging smile. Bonnie nodded and then walked past us. I wanted to stop her, try to explain, but she was already gone.
"Elena, I came as soon as I got your message." Jenna said behind Elena. "How is John?"
"What happened to John?" I asked, unable to fight down the spark of concern that raged through my body. Elena looked back over to me.
"He was attacked." Elena said, giving us a look. I glanced back up to Damon. This wasn't just any attack, this sounded like a vampire attack. But who would attack John? They had killed all the vampires, excluding Stefan and Damon. Who was left?
"Where have you been?" Elena asked Jenna. Jenna gave Elena a strange look.
"At the fire department, I had to fill out a report." Jenna explained. "I told you earlier."
"No you didn't." Elena said.
"Yes I did." Jenna replied. I furrowed my brow. There was some kind of miscommunication thing going on apparently.
"No Jenna." Elena said. "You didn't."
"Yes I did." Jenna repeated. Elena and Jenna stared at one another for a long while. I then heard a noise behind me. One that I didn't like. I looked to Damon and he had an expression of realization. I looked up at him confused.
"You've got to be kidding me." Damon muttered. All three of us looked at him equally confused. He looked around and then turned to go. I turned back to the girls.
"I'll be right back." I said and then went to follow Damon. He was walking down the hallway at a quick pace, but not enough to get anyone's attention. I had to practically sprint just to catch up with him.
"What's going on?" I asked him, catching his jacket sleeve. I heard footsteps behind me and realized that Elena was right behind us.
"Damon what's happening?" Elena asked. Damon swallowed. He looked like he had seen a ghost. I squeezed his arm not liking how concerned he looked.
"I don't think you're going to like this."
We rushed to the Gilbert house, Elena opening the door quickly. We came in to find Stefan on the ground and things scattered all around the room. I widened my eyes.
"Stefan?" Elena asked when we got inside. He looked up at her and narrowed his eyes, as if he was trying to figure out who she was. After a second he relaxed.
"Elena." He finally said, moving to hug her.
"What happened?" Elena asked.
"Katherine happened." Damon said cryptically. The name sent chills down my spine. Elena didn't look much better. The idea of the Salvatore's ex along with Elena's doppelganger being anywhere near this house was not a good thing. If she was inside that meant she had been invited in. It also meant that John being attacked was not just random. Katherine had attacked John. We moved to the kitchen, while Elena went upstairs to check on Jeremy.
"Did she say what she wanted?" Damon asked Stefan.
"No." Stefan replied.
"Woman certainly knows how to make an entrance." Damon mused. I tried not to let it bother me that he was reliving the past with his ex. When Elena was going through all this stuff with Stefan, I told her not to worry. But Katherine was back now. What would stop Damon from going after her and leaving me in the dust?
"I told Jeremy, I can't lie to him anymore." Elena explained when she entered the kitchen. I was starting to feel like everyone knew about this secret. That was dangerous, because you never know who else could find out.
"Are you alright?" Stefan asked her.
"No, I'm not alright." Elena admitted. "I thought that with all the tomb vampires gone things would get better."
"I know." Stefan said. "We all did."
"Guys, Katherine had been in this house." I pointed out. "That means she's been invited in."
"What should we do?" Elena asked looking very scared about all of this. I would be scared if Katherine was invited into my house too.
"Move." Damon answered. Elena turned to him and glared.
"Very helpful, thank you." Elena said. She slipped down into a chair and she held her head like she was getting a migraine. I reached forward and took her hand. She looked up at me and smiled, although I could tell it was forced.
"Katherine wants you dead; there's zero you can do about it; you would be dead but you're not." Damon explained. "So clearly she has other plans."
"Right and we need to find out what those other plans are and not provoke her in the process." Stefan said.
I nodded. I didn't know what I would do if I ever encountered Katherine. She looked just like Elena, and apparently she was using that to her advantage. How was I supposed to tell the difference between the two?
"John must know something." Elena said. "There has to be a reason why Katherine tried to kill him."
"She's Katherine." Damon said simply. "She loves to play games and you're fooling yourself if you think you're going to find out what she's been up to before she wants you to know."
"No, actually Elena's right, John could know something through Isobel." Stefan said and looked down at Elena. "Your mother, she was in touch with Katherine so maybe we can go to the hospital and get him to talk."
"I've got a better idea." Damon said. All three of us looked up at him. Damon seemed… very hostile. I guess when your ex who broke your heart comes back in town, you wouldn't be the happiest person to be around. However, there was something in Damon's eye that made me wince. It was that murderous look that he would get when he was upset. I hated that look because bad things always followed after.
"What's that?" Elena asked. Damon smirked.
"I'm just gonna ignore the bitch." Damon said. I furrowed my brow. That wasn't the answer I had been expecting. I expected something more gruesome and angry.
"Is that smart?" Elena asked.
"If Katherine thinks she's been ignored it will lure her out, she'll make a move." Damon explained.
"Yeah?" Stefan said. "And then what?"
"Stake her; rip her head off, something poetic." Damon said. "We'll see. Come on Alex."
I got up obediently, sending a wave to Stefan and Elena. They both shot me concerned looked before I headed out of the kitchen without a second thought. I followed Damon outside of the house and wordlessly got into the car. We didn't speak the whole way back to my house, but I noticed his mean glare out the windshield and his white knuckles as he grabbed hold of the steering wheel. I knew that Katherine's return would affect him, as it should have. He spent over 100 years trying to find her and now she just shows up? That would mess with anyone's head. But I couldn't help but think about what she could do to him. She had gotten into his head a long time ago, what made now any different?
"Are you ok?" I asked Damon as he pulled up to my house. My mom's car was parked in the driveway and the light in the living room was on.
"Fine." Damon replied. I knew he was lying though. I could tell by his tone and the way he wouldn't look at me. I didn't want to pry though, so I just went for the door handle. I pulled it open.
"I'll see you tomorrow?" I asked him. He grunted his response. I tried not to let his behavior get to me. He was struggling with the idea that his ex-girlfriend was in town and was already stabbing people, what did I expect? So, I stepped out of the car and walked up to my front door without barely another glance at him. I wasn't mad, I just wanted to give him time to think. I opened the front door and stepped inside.
"Hey baby." Mom said from her seat. "Did you have fun today?"
"Not really." I told her honestly. "I'm actually pretty tired so I'm going to head to bed."
"Night sweet heart." She said. I waved to her and then walked down the hallway. I walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I was actually pretty tired. Getting kidnapped by my father and then kissing a vampire really took the energy out of a person. Once that was done I went back to my room so I could get clothes for a shower. When I got into my room I realized I was not alone.
"What the hell Damon?" I hissed when I saw him in my room. He looked less stressed now than he did in the car. I closed my door so my mother couldn't hear us.
"You forgot something." He said to me, stepping forward. I looked to his hands but I didn't see anything. I then met his eyes.
"What?" I asked him expectantly. He then sped all the way over to me. He didn't answer, he just bent down and captured my lips with his. I felt my back arch and I curved into him. His hand went to my back and the other to my hair. I smiled as he kissed me.
I was going to have to forget stuff more often.
The next morning, Elena and Stefan went to the hospital so they could talk to John. This would be the first time Elena and John talked since she found out he was her biological father. She didn't know how to talk to him, or how to even address him. He had always been her uncle, not her father. He had always been Alex's father, not hers. Now, things were different. He wasn't her dad by any means. Grayson was her dad, but Elena had to acknowledge that John had a hand in her being born.
"Ready for this?" Stefan asked her. Elena nodded, although she wasn't sure if that was the truth or not. They walked into John's hospital room. He was asleep, hooked up to monitors and a breathing machine. His hand was bandaged where Katherine had cut his fingers off along with his Gilbert ring. Elena shivered.
"John." Elena said to wake him up. His eyes slowly fluttered open, and upon seeing her he started to panic. He grabbed for his button to call the nurse, but Stefan took it. Elena could see the pure terror in his eyes and her heart reached out to him.
"I'm Elena." She assured. "I'm not - I'm not Katherine."
John seemed to visibly relax as he realized that she was telling the truth. Katherine could play a good game, but she could not pretend to be as kind as Elena. Elena had a gentle disposition that Katherine could never copy. That was how John knew that it was his daughter and not her look alike.
"We know she did this to you." Stefan said, referring to Katherine.
"We need to know why." Elena finished.
"Where is she?" John asked nervously.
"You tell us." Stefan challenged. John looked between the two at his bedside.
"I don't know." He replied. He pushed himself up, trying to sit up, but Stefan pushed him back down.
"You're a little too weak to play tough guy." Stefan advised. "Why don't you just sit back and answer a few questions?"
Elena grabbed his good hand and placed his ring in his palm. He looked up at her and met her kind, doe brown eyes.
"Please, tell us why she's here. What does she want?" Elena asked. She received no response.
"She'll try again; we can't help you if you don't confide in us." Stefan said. John scoffed.
"In you?" John retorted. Stefan let out a breath before looking at Elena.
"In your daughter then." Stefan said. John looked at Elena fondly. She was silently begging him to give her any kind of information. They needed to know Katherine's plan before she acted upon it. They couldn't let any more people die in this town.
"Both of my daughters should have driven a stake through your and Damon's hearts by now." John spat at Stefan. "I never spoke with Katherine directly, she never trusted me."
Elena nodded, even though she didn't appreciate John threatening Stefan's life the way he did.
"So either kill me or get out because I can't stand the sight of you with my daughter." John spat. Elena narrowed her eyes at him and then it turned into a glare.
"You see the world with such hatred." Elena said. "It's gonna get you killed."
She then stormed out of the room angrily, leaving Stefan alone with John. After he glared at John, Stefan moved to follow after her but then he hesitated. In a quick second, he sped over to John and grabbed ahold of his throat.
"You may be okay with dying but I have a better plan for you." Stefan said. He then bit into his wrist and shoved it into John's mouth. The older man's eyes widened as the blood trickled down his throat.
"You now have my blood in your system, all I have to do is kill you. Now take my advice. Leave town. Elena and Alex doesn't want you here." Stefan said. "You've got about 24 hours before the blood leaves your system, that's enough time to disappear or so help me God, I will turn you into a vampire and I will watch you hate yourself more than you already do."
He then released John and he got air into his lungs. Stefan was about to leave, storming from the room.
"Wait! Stefan!" John yelled in a strangled voice. Stefan stopped at the door. "Is he going to hurt her?"
"Who?" Stefan asked with furrowed brows. John, still gasping for breath was wiping Stefan's blood from his lips. He caught his breath before speaking again.
"Is Damon going to hurt Alex?" John asked, his eyes filled with concern. Stefan's face softened. As crazy and misguided as John was, he still cared about both of his daughters. Stefan had to respect that.
"No." Stefan replied. "He won't."
John nodded in understanding and watched as Stefan went out the door.
I pulled on my jacket, flipping my hair out of it. The whole town was going to the Lockwoods to pay their respects for the newly dead mayor. The story was that the faulty wiring in Grayson's building caused the fire. The Mayor was an unlucky few to get caught in said fire. I hated knowing that I knew the truth and no one else did. Tyler didn't know as far as I was concerned. Carol might now, considering she was on the council. But why were the mayor and Tyler affected anyway? They were humans, which meant that they shouldn't have been affected, but they were. They reacted the same way the vampires did when the device went off.
It led me to believe that they weren't human at all.
Mom had been slaving in the kitchen, making lasagna, although the first one she burned. This wasn't the funeral, which I probably wouldn't be going to. However, it was kind of a rule that when you lose the mayor of the town you go to his big mansion and bring his family a whole lot of food that they will never finish. I guess that was what happened when you lost someone. I hadn't had that happen, but I remember mom debating on sending something to the Gilberts after Miranda and Grayson died. She ended up not doing it upon my request.
"Mom!" I called out when I smelled something burning. "When's the last time you checked on the lasagna?"
Her answer was clear when I heard her heels clicking down the hall and then on the linoleum in the kitchen. I laughed and rolled my eyes. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I opted for a nice blouse instead of a t shirt today. I figured it was more appropriate. My hair was down, falling long and straight down my back. I didn't bother with makeup, although mom had tried to put it on me. I even wore some black combat boots instead of my converse today. Once I had deemed myself as presentable, I walked out into the kitchen. Mom had pulled the lasagna out and put it on the counter.
"A little brown don't you think?" I asked looking at the dish. I had to admit, it looked a lot better than the first one. It was still just a little over done.
"It's just a little… crispy." She replied. I laughed a bit and watched as she covered the top of the dish with some plastic wrap. She wore her hair up in an elegant bun and her eyes were done up a bit. Although this wasn't a formal function, she still looked beautiful, even in her simple top and jeans.
I hadn't told her who Elena's biological father was. I knew that I should, but I didn't want to hurt her. Telling her who Elena's father was would give clear indication that John had cheated on her even after they had been together for years. I thought that would hurt more than him just leaving her. It meant that everything they had been through wasn't good enough for him. He couldn't just be happy with my mom, he had to chase after Isobel, and continue to string mom along. It made me sick.
I also hadn't told her about Damon either, because frankly I didn't know what was going on. We never defined the relationship, so I didn't know if I should call him my boyfriend or what. I definitely would not be calling him that any time soon. I didn't want to freak him out or scare him off. This was all new, and I didn't want to mess anything up.
"Alex? Yoo hoo."
I looked up and mom had the pan in her hands. I blinked a few times, trying to get my bearings. She gave me an expectant look. I must have blanked out.
"Sorry." I said. "What were you saying?"
"I said let's go." She replied and nodded her head toward the door. She then walked past me and we loaded up in the car. I locked the door behind me, making sure that it was in fact locked. I didn't know why I bothered. A vampire could get in with no problem at all if they had been invited in. Damon made that very clear every night he showed up in my bedroom. My fingers went to my lips, reminiscing of how Damon's lips felt on mine. It made me all the happier to see him at the Lockwoods, even under the circumstances. Mom started the car and off we went to the Lockwood's mansion.