A/N: Annnd I'm back for an update! Thank you for all of your patient waiting. Ah, the almighty questions; 'how could Elena be so oblivious? Or maybe she knew and didn't want to admit it?' Hmm, well, we all know how Elena can be 'a few fries short of a Happy Meal' at times, especially when it comes to a subject that she has never approached before. We may never know if she knew, but didn't want to admit it, but who knows…

Pretty please R&R!

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries nor any of the characters associated with the show. I do not own 'Top of the World' by Carpenters.

Chapter 8:

Top of the World

The ocean of dazzling blue appeared from beneath fluttering eyelids as the rays of the sun peaked in through the cracks in the shades drawn over the window. His muscles flexed as he wrapped his arm tighter around the figure next to him, just to reassure himself that this hadn't been a dream.

"Dude." A hoarse voice whispered.

Carefully pushing up onto his elbows as not to awaken the sleeping beauty, he saw a head poking in through the hotel room door. The head belonged to Armand, a sly smirk was playing on his lips as he tilted his head, eyes darting back and forth between Damon and the other person in the bed.

"What?" Damon hissed quietly, glancing down warily towards Elena.

"You get lucky?" Armand waggled his eyebrows.

Frustrated, Damon grabbed the circular pillow at the foot of the bed and threw it towards Armand, only to be reflected by the door. The giddy man standing at the door jumped back before poking his head through once again to mutter out a few words.

"Quit mumbling, El Toro. Normal people like me cannot understand your babble-talk." Damon carefully slid off of the bed, running his hand through his mess-of-hair as he walked towards the door in nothing, but his silk boxers.

Armand rolled his eyes, frowning, "Did you know that we had to sleep in the piece of crap camper last night cause you had the decency to lock the," His voice dropped down to a whisper, "fucking door. The receptionist was being a douche; I had to sneak the key from the board."

Damon shrugged his shoulders with a sly grin, resting his shoulder against the door, "Is there a reason you're here?"

Armand scoffed, "Dude, you and Markus just abandoned us at the most important dinner for your 'Mystery Girls'. Do ya know how hard it was to explain to-" He was cut off by Damon shoving him out of the doorway and shutting the door clear in his face. Shock was evident as he turned on his heel and stormed back to the camper waiting outside in the hotel parking lot.

"You ran out of time." Damon muttered beneath his breath before turning back towards the bed. His mouth fell open a bit to see Elena wide awake, sitting up in the bed with a genuine smile on her finely-curved lips.

"You didn't have to kick him out, you know." She purred, wrapping the sheets tighter around her as she tried to find her clothing once she made it out of the bed.

He shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "He gets annoying after a while, anyways." She let out a heart-warming giggle at that, almost making him melt at her feet.

Caroline purred as she snuggled in closer to the warmth next to her. She hadn't been this comfortable in months. Markus folded his arms behind his head, savoring the moment. Reality smacked her in the face as she pushed away momentarily before the memories of the day before came crashing down upon her.

Not realizing that she was awake, he began pouring his heart out, "I hope you know that you're stuck with me now," He smirked inwardly, "cause I am not ever going to let you slip away from me. I love you like the blades of grass love the sun's rays in the summer. I love you more than I love my mother, which, believe me, is a big deal."

Caroline bit her lip from breaking out into a fit of laughter. She had never met a man more honest that the one lying beside her.

Breaking out of the act of sleeping, she slid up to plant a small kiss on his cheek, nibbling on his ear before whispering, "I love you too."

Her breath against his skin sent shivers down his spine, making the blood rush south. Gripping her arms, he gently pushed her into the mattress as so he was on top, eyes burning with passion.

"I'm so glad I found you." He whispered. Before he could push another word through his lips, she darted forward, capturing his lips with hers.

When both needed to catch their breath, Caroline smiled, "Are you sure you're not a poet? That was quite a confession before." She waggled her eyebrows.

He sighed playfully, "You heard that?" She nodded before he pressed his erection into her center, making her feel how she was affecting him, and he huskily whispered, "Good."

Such a feelin's comin' over me

There is wonder in most everything I see

Elena's eyes were slightly widened in amazement, for every, single object, building, person she saw was uniquely different than the first time she laid her eyes on them. The effects of love was so foreign to her, she never experienced this with any other man she had dated.

Compared to Damon, they didn't even put up a competition. She shook her head at the thought before Damon grasped her hand with his, smiling down to her as they continued walking down the sidewalk. Where they were going, neither knew.

Not a cloud in the sky

Got the sun in my eyes

And I won't be surprised if it's a dream

It was almost as if Mother Nature knew that they were perfect, the golden couple, fit together like a puzzle. The sun shone down on the pair, Elena's hair glistening in the light as she smiled for some unknown reason. It was as if the two were high on each other's love. Her hand left a numbing feeling in his palm; he couldn't comprehend whether this was all a dream. Was the woman of his dreams really beside him?

Everything I want the world to be

Is now coming true especially for me

Bonnie smiled down to the phone in her hand in the hotel room she was forced to temporarily take residence in after Caroline came back with some guy. Reading the constant text messages from Jeremy, she frowned. God, how she missed him. A knock on the door drew her from her thoughts.

Walking towards the door, her phone still in hand, she opened it, receiving the shock of her life. Her entire body froze, dark eyes wide.

Jeremy smiled before eying her phone. Understanding, she brought the phone to in front of her to read the latest text she received from him:

Surprise!

Smiling gleefully, she leapt into his arms, showering his face in kisses as he walked inside the hotel room, kicking the door shut with his boot.

And the reason is clear

It's because you are here

You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen

Sighing in contentment, Bonnie hugged Jeremy closer to her body, wanting to savor this exact moment, file it away in her brain so she could forever remember. He placed his finger beneath her chin, lifting her face up to capture her lips with his.

Yup, she thought, this trip just got better.

I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation

And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around
Your love's put me at the top of the world

Caroline ground her hips up against his, driving him absolutely nuts. The guttural groans from his throat were soft, his eyes shut as he enjoyed her actions.

Once her hand slipped beneath them, he gasped, eyes snapping open. Licking his lips, he grabbed her hand, clicking his tongue. "No time for that, my little minx." Caroline's giggles were cut short when he pushed her legs apart, gently placing the head of his erection against her folds.

She gasped before digging her fingers into his chestnut hair. Taking this as the green light, Markus thrust in, her head thrown back into the pillow from sheer delight. Both of their breaths became short and heavy as he picked up pace, her hips crashing to meet his.

"Ungh," He groaned as her inner walls began to tighten around him. Her lips parted to give a scream of pleasure as she climaxed. Not being able to hold out any longer, Markus came inside her, kissing her with passion.

Something in the wind has learned my name

And it's tellin' me that things are not the same

In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze

There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me

The wind swept through her hair as they reached the park. She felt so…in love.

Damon could clearly hear her stomach growling, "You hungry?" She nodded, biting her bottom lip. He searched the perimeters of the park before he spotted a hotdog vendor. Gripping her hand tighter, he dashed towards the stand, only stopping when he reached the cherry-cheeked man.

"Good mornin', sir. Ma'am." He tipped his fedora towards the two.

Catching his breath, Damon kindly asked, "May we have two franks, please?" The man nodded before setting to work.

Elena glanced up to see Damon smiling down to her, eyes shimmering. Blushing slightly, she directed her gaze back to the man who was handing them their hotdogs.

"There you are. That'll be six dollars." The man smirked towards her.

A little bit freaked out, Elena watched as Damon pulled out his leather wallet to hand the man exact change before thanking him. She breathed out a sigh of relief once they headed in the other direction, able to enjoy their food.

"How's yours?" He asked after he threw away the unwanted bits of his hotdog.

She shrugged her shoulders, tossing away the remnants, "Fine."

Damon gestured towards a bench, "Could we sit for a while? I need to talk to you." She nodded, slightly wary of what this conversation has to do with before sitting down on the bench.

He settled in next to her, slinging his arm around her shoulders. This was going to be a hard thing for him to talk about. He could feel her tensing as he tightened his grips on her shoulders, "Relax, Elena. It's nothing catastrophic." She hesitated before relaxing.

"We never got too far into the subject of our future," he paused, looking down to her to see she was watching the small children running around on the playground, "Elena."

She glanced up to him, "Yeah?"

He sighed, "I'm trying to talk to you about something serious."

She nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

"As I was saying, we never got too far into the subject of our future. This kid is going to be here in a few months, and we aren't even together." He flinched, wishing he could rewind the last few words.

Elena tensed once again, eyebrows furrowing, "What do you mean 'we aren't even together'?" She pushed away from him, "What, was I just another one night stand, again?"

Damon shook his head, taking her hands in his, "No, that's not what I was trying to say. What I meant was that we aren't even married."

The anger flared down, her face softening, "And?"

He forced a cough before glancing around, "You know, maybe we should get hitched."

Elena frowned, taking his face in her hands to direct his eyes to hers, "Is that really your proposal?"

His eyes burned with passion, "Hell, Elena, you're the one. I wouldn't want to get married to anyone else." His hands snaked into hers, "So, what do you say?"

She playfully thought for a mere second before pulling away, "I'm not sure. I mean, I just met you. How am I supposed to-"

He cut her off, seemingly over confident, wrapping his arm around his shoulder to gaze with her at the small children on the playground, "I take that as a yes."

She couldn't help but wonder if she did get to answer, what she would have said.