A/N: Hey guys so I posted a chapter of "forget me not" and I didn't get any enthusiasm from readers who were bashing May for it lol , I don't care about it though I had super busy exams still going till Friday – I am addicted to writing and new ideas keep popping in my head , The "Bonnie and Clyde" DE story is coming right after I finish "FORGET ME NOT" btw but deep down I really wish my life would hit me with exciting events (obvi good ones) so I can get hold of my addiction of writing Fanfiction and reading. Thank you for the reviews, and Jennagilbert7 asked me for my socials, believe it or not, I shut my socials long ago but if you want a specific Delena twitter for story updates and shit just tell me and its done, would love to share that

Now to the story:

Chapter 5

Elena was standing in the same steady position, her body stiff and her hand still placed over her chest to steady her heartbeat , for a second there she had thought that Damon was shot but coming here, she sees two men, two dead men- and the man she called her husband reading a piece of paper with God knows what information. When she let out a breath and looked at the fallen men in the feeble light of Damon's phone's flash. The blood that was pooling around the bodies made her sick, in fact her husband was standing in that circle of blood around one man's body, bile rose to her throat, her breathing became erratic, so much blood. Damon shifted his attention from the paper to her, "What's wrong?" he asked narrowing his icy blue eyes, his aura so dangerous and sick and yet calm. Elena felt her body hit with cold sweat, "Damon." She said his name like holding on to consciousness. Her body felt limp and she knew she was falling to the ground, immediately he moved forward and held her in his arms before she fell on the ground. Damon saw her eyes roll back before they closed and her body limp in his arms, he patted her cheek, "Elena, hey!"

She didn't respond, did she seriously pass out?

He picked her up and moved out of the thick trees never sparing the dead bodies a second look, he was more worried about her at the moment, of course! He suddenly realized, she watched her husband murder two men , she must be paranoid, he thought. But then a thought struck in , Maybe she never saw a murder before? How can he be so stupid? But what was the choice at the moment- if he didn't kill them, they would have taken her, like the check points highlighted by the note, a small plan they had mapped out. If he hadn't looked in her glimmering eyes earlier, he wouldn't have spotted that red dot – indication of a gun with that red beam- laser. He had moved her out of the way and moved out of the way, because he knew Kol wouldn't kill Elena, he wanted to kill him and take her, well it wasn't that easy.

He put her in the car seat and adjusted the seatbelt around her, when he was sure she was good in a position, he leaned away to look at her, her head was falling to her side, strands of her hair falling over her cheek, he sighed as he tucked them away , stroking the soft skin of her cheek, if he hadn't been careful she would be in danger in this moment, did it really affect him? Why did it? The question began to gnaw at his mind. It itched and irritated him as he got back in his seat and drove mindlessly to home, when he parked the car in and turned to look at her, the feeling grew tenfold, and he felt guilty because he shouldn't be feeling this way, they should just remain like a typical couple- where everything is going to be an obligation. Because he knew, he didn't want to be in the situation he had seen multiple times, where you have a weakness and every other person is going to use it against you, he already had one and it was Stefan, he would give up everything to save Stefan if it came down to that, but Stefan was strong enough to watch his back, Elena- wasn't. He couldn't add more inconvenience that came along with feeling for her.

He picked her up and walked towards the front doors, the guards were surprised at the sight of him carrying his unconscious wife, but of course they weren't in enough authority to ask questions, when he went inside and the door shut after him, he heard footsteps and though he knew who it would be, "Stefan." Damon said looking at his brother who was standing surprised as well, he was probably here to say something because he wasn't the one greeting at the door type. However he shook his head and ignored Elena speaking to him, "Damon I got some bad news, Kol Michaelson's men were trailing four of our cars and-"

Damon interrupted, "This is an aftermath." He gestured to Elena. "What?" Stefan asked worried, "Is she okay? What happened?"

"They followed us , and they were going to attack but I handled the situation. Elena however is a fifone. Stefan pursed his lips, "Did you talk to Grayson?"

"Nope, I will soon. Now will you mind." He said in a snappy tone, Stefan moved out of the way and Damon took the stairs up the first floor to his room, he opened the door and got inside, walked to the bed and let out an exhausted sigh, placing her on the bed. He shifted the covers over her and turned around to leave the bedroom. He needed to be away for a few minutes, he just went to the house-office and turned on the lights there. He unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and sat back in the seat back from the table, he decided he wanted to get married and he got married, he always took decisions on impulse and it had nothing to do with the fact that he wanted to know her the day he saw her- no correction, he wanted to have her the day he saw her, just like he saw that Camaro and had wanted that and this house when he first came to this country, but there was no love – that was possession, not care, and if anyone would take away those things-yes he would be pissed, but would he be hurt? Because he felt like he would be hurt if someone took the girl away- and that he couldn't understand, if he just now told Stefan about this irritation he had, he would probably laugh in his face and say that of course he is suppose to feel for her, it's his damn wife, it's about time.

But then he wouldn't understand ,Damon wasn't that man, his rule in life was to not care- that's what got him this far. He reached for the glass bourbon bottle and poured it into a glass.

He didn't want to worry about Elena, or the fact that she would be in danger or even the fact that she could end up dead. What if?- so what? he shrugged, Elena wasn't the first girl he found attractive, she definitely wasn't the first "special" in his life. So what if she is his first wife, Partners come and go, he told himself. If their marriage stood the test of time then it's okay but if something happened- he shouldn't let that worry him, gnaw at his head.

Right now he should be angry over two things.

Kol Michaelson's audacity to challenge him and Grayson Gilbert's backstabbing. He wouldn't have any of that.

He put his glass back on the table and reached for his phone , dialing a number, "Hello Klaus, I need to speak with you."

"If you're referring to your survival from by brother's trap earlier-" the smooth voice said. Damon interrupted, "You might have seen what the result is and honestly I really don't mind rolling a few heads every now and then, but let me tell you how stupid it is for you to think, you can kill me with two very newbie contract killers." He said just picturing how easy he sneaked up on them and killed them.

"That's just a small demonstration of us ending ties with you Damon, I honestly don't give two fucks what my brother does with Grayson's daughter, that's his business , not mine- but if you think killing my men and taking over our area is easy with your little Gilbert collaboration, I will prove you wrong." He said in a grave voice, "No one fucks with my business Damon."

"There there little girl." Damon taunted, "Why don't you man up and do something about it Klaus, I remember when Stefan and I were under Padrino Vito, you had this huge empire and so much pride. You didn't want to join hands with us because you thought I'd never make it out of that fucking country but guess what? I did, you begged for a deal and I gave it to you, but now, you are no use to me, the forty percent that you bring in is nothing for the base I have in Russia, you occupied my bases and I let you, you had those brothels set up, drugs coming in, organs going out- but you know even after using every trick in the book- you couldn't make much, you couldn't expand and that's why you are a national loser- an American mafioso disgrace." He spat.

"Damon I'll destroy you."

"I'd love to see you try and while you're at it, save up for a little funeral party because your brother is fucking dead after what he did." He said and shut the phone. He was angry right now- Good he liked It, he liked being angry. He needs this anger to destroy Klaus and his entire family.

He shut the office door and went towards the stairs, even when his mind told him not to, he gave a quick look to his room as he passed but he stopped as he saw her shifting uncomfortably in bed, he stood there seeing if it went on and when it did, he went inside the room, given the events from the night, Elena must not be mentally stable.

He walked over to the bed side, her hands were clutching the comforter tightly and she was slowly kicking her feet, when he touched the top of her head, her eyes snapped open, she looked at him for a good minute as her breathing struggled to get normal, her small body was slightly trembling, all her reactions showing how different Elena was from him, he didn't flinch after such events and here she was. She sat up swallowing thick, "Damon." She whispered. Her hands suddenly held his arm, not too harshly, "Please sit with me." she requested with almost watery eyes, when he complied to her wish, she wrapped her arms around him , resting her head on his shoulder, "I-had a very- very bad dream."

"Hmm." He stroked the back of her head, she parted to see his face, then rested her head against his chest as if searching for warmth, "Just don't go anywhere." She said in a low voice, "I am scared."

"Elena it's okay, they are dead."

Elena flinched at his words but didn't move away entirely, "I know- but , but they were back in my dream and they-" she looked up at him, "Killed you." Her body trembled with saying the words as if she pictured it and she once again pressed her head to his chest, her hands clutching his shirt, "Please just stay at home."

"Oh Elena." he said in a chuckle, "They cant hurt me, no one can." He cupped her face, parting it from his chest to look at her, "You don't have to worry about me."

She bit her lower lip, her breathing getting evened as he stroked her cheeks in a relaxing manner, "Damon I heard that shot and you were unarmed, you scared the hell out of me, I thought you were-"

"Dead." He interrupted her with a roll of his eyes, "Elena I was unarmed but my mind was still working, I went up behind them, before they'd know, it was over. If it's me that you're worried about, it's useless because I can defend myself in any situation."

"You shouldn't be this careless- you're acting like you didn't almost died." She got up the bed and looked down at her wrinkled red dress, "I know you think I hate you or something- but I don't hate you okay- it would upset me to see you hurt." She brushed the wrinkles away from her dress, he got up and turned her around to face him, "You care about me?" he asked raising a brow. She swallowed thick moving away from his hold, "Of course I care about you, at least enough to not see you dead Damon. You think I am some horrible human being? I married you last month- you are my husband, you respect me , take care of me, talk to me, of course I care about you." She stepped forward holding both his hands in hers, "I trust you with my safety, I trust whatever you say to me, even though the idea of trusting a Don is ridiculous, I feel like I have an understanding with you."

Understanding? That sounded about right, he thought- maybe he felt what she felt, an understanding with her, she cared if he was dead or not, that's an understanding. He had an understanding with Elena. He told himself.

He pulled her forward to an embrace and she sighed pressed against him, he stroked her silky hair, she was happy that he lived, all though that was obvious- no one can harm him, he thought with a smug smile.

(-HMHMHMHM-)

"It was crazy Bon- I don't know how Damon knew, but he just did- he said he saw the red beam and he knew it was from a gun."

"God Mrs. Salvatore, that's one hell of a party last night." Bonnie said as she was setting the marked makeup in her vanity with her, Elena groaned, "God don't call me that, please call me Elena- I told you we are friends, I don't want you to call me Mrs. Salvatore, it sounds like a woman married to some fat old man smoking cigars eww."

"That's going to be your husband in fifteen years Elena." Bonnie stressed on her name. Elena blushed and looked at her, "One if we make it to fifteen years and two if gets out of shape and gets addicted to cigars, he would have to sign on some divorce papers first- I just don't like the taste of smoke."

"Especially now that you'll have your tongue down his throat all the time." Bonnie teased her, Elena gasped throwing a cushion her way, "Now I regret telling you all that."

"Oh come on Elena! don't be shy now, we're all friends here." She laughed at Elena's red face.

"Bon but seriously, last night I just slipped, I don't think I am ready yet." She shifted from foot to foot nervously, "What if he thinks we're good, like good – good, shit Bon, what will I do?"

"Elena just tell him like you did , easy." She shrugged, "Besides I don't think that'll be a problem, Mr. Salvatore is going to Moscow for like a month or so."

"What? how did you know?" she asked Bonnie in surprise feeling a sudden feeling of loss of content and peace. Was he taking her along with or was he going alone? He didn't care to tell her and Bonnie knows.

"Yeah Trevor told me."

"Oh." She felt at a loss of words, "Well good for him I guess."

"So wont you go and confront him about this?' she asked feeling Elena was not happy over him not telling her. Suddenly she got on her defense mode, if Damon was being 'The man' she could be that wife, she shrugged, "Why would I care?"

Her phone buzzed on the table and she raised her brows picking it up, "Caroline."

"Hey." She said picking up the phone, "What's up?"

"Elena I have to tell you something."

"Hmm." Elena said compiling a few boxes Bonnie left.

"I am pregnant." She choked out.

"What?" her phone fell from her hand and she had to pick it up, "What? Caroline! Shit."

"Elena calm down!" she squealed, "I don't need another freaked out person Elena, because I am fucking freaked out!"

"Who knocked you up?" Elena almost screamed into the phone and she knew the answer but she wished she didn't heard it, "Stefan that's who! You really think of me as the biggest whore, don't you!"

"You stupid stupid girl. Did you tell Stefan?" she asked her in an angry tone.

"No, I don't have his number, I didn't see him after you told me not too, figured you might be right, he wanted to give me his number but-"

"Okay okay, look you need to come here, can you? Are you okay?" she asked with motherly affection.

"Yes I am fine- but I don't think coming there is a good idea."

"Yes Care and for the daughter of a Judge to get knocked up by a criminal was a good idea, if your dad finds out he'll breathe down your neck till you make a decision."

"But my Dad works with your Dad. Doesn't that make him-"

She snapped, "No Care, he maybe associated but that doesn't mean he approves, I know your father, just get on a plane, and I'll get Stefan ready for the 'talk'."

"Just don't pressure him Elena." she pleaded, "I don't want to force myself onto him." Her voice broke and she started crying in a low voice, Elena groaned, "God Caroline, why are you being so sensitive sweetie- we are going to fix this just don't panic."

"Hmm." Her voice sounded as if she was sucking up her tears, "I am just a little scared."

"You don't need to be, I am sure we'll find out a way and help you think clear."

"Elena I don't want to lose the baby." She cried again, "I've known for a week, I've thought enough, I want my baby."

"Honey relax, please stop crying, if you don't want to lose it, no one is going to make you." She assured her.

(-HMHMHMHM-)

Damon came home at about nine , surprised to find the room empty, he waited a good twenty minutes before checking the bathroom, then going downstairs, "Sage." He called one of the servants, the red heard showed up from the kitchen, "Yes Mr. Salvatore."

"Where is Mrs. Salvatore?"

"She's on the third floor with Miss Bennet." She said with a smile. Damon gave out a tired sigh, this Bonnie-Elena friendship was definitely taking the two to three hours he had with his wife every day, not that it was entirely bad, he couldn't let her outside too much. She was occupied at home. He went upstairs to the third floor, "Elena." he called for her.

"In here." She answered from the room at the end, Damon wondered what she was doing now? making a ramp for Bonnie to walk on and try all Elena's clothes? Or something because he could hear the voice of some work going on. When he walked in the room it was carpeted with papers, Elena and Bonnie were painting the wall, purple- his wife dressed in a denim overall with a pink crop top underneath, hair In a loose bun ,Bonnie wearing the same attire but with a yellow top underneath.

"What is going on?"

"We're making a nursery." She turned to look at him, "We just got the news and Bonnie and I were having so much impatience over it so we decided we could, you know paint a room for the nursery."

He looked even more puzzled than before, "I think you've lost it."

"What?"

He shook his head stepping inside, dodging all the paint drops, "Elena, honey look at me. " he turned her towards him, and cupped her face, the sides of cheeks and her forehead tinted with paint, he pulled back his hand that stained from it, "Ehm hmm-" then turned his attention towards her, " Nothing like that-" he looked at Bonnie, Then her, "Last night – but we." He was out of words, "Even if- huh-I think it's a false alarm."

"No it isn't , it's confirmed." She was about to turn back to paint but he held her in place, "Well then you might have some questions to answer."

"About what?"

"About how this happened?" he looked down at her flat belly, she gasped pushing him away, "You would know if you read my text Damon."

"What is that have to do with-"

"I am not pregnant." She said blushing , "I told you to talk to Stefan in my text."

"I didn't read the texts yet , what are you talking about?" he asked confused.

The heard a car honk in the parking, and they both knew it was Stefan's , Elena huffed, "Your brother knocked my friend up." She said cringing.

"What? Bonnie?" he looked at the dark skinned girl who suddenly blushed. Elena cupped his face turning it to her, "No you Idiot I am talking about Caroline."

His jaw dropped, she called him an idiot and Stefan knocked up Judge Bill's daughter? Before he could say anything she walked out of the room, probably to talk to Stefan and he and Bonnie followed her out, She quickly went downstairs and Stefan was just on the stairs going up to is room when they both saw eachother, he looked at her attire and bit back his laugh, "Oh hey Elena."

"Hey yourself Stefan, I assume you didn't read my texts either." She stopped three stairs above him and he frowned, taking out his phone reading the messages

You have all this money and you couldn't afford a bloody condom? Seriously? Well guess what Caroline is pregnant and you filthy-" he looked up , "Wait what Caroline is pregnant?"

"Yes."

He saw his brother too coming downstairs and Bonnie following him, "Oh my God." He sounded shocked. "I have to talk to her."

"Yes you do, I called her here, as you know if her father found out about you, he will go against me , my dad, you and Damon, everyone! But you know what Stefan, Caroline would be damaged the most, because her father wouldn't allow her the baby, or maybe he miraculously does let her have the baby, there will be consequences." she bit her lower lip, "I know what happened was a mistake or maybe fun, I don't know, but I request you to support her."

Like Damon, Stefan too had a rich love life when it came to girls- even after returning from the wedding Elena saw him with a few other girls and it did make her sick, she didn't dislike Stefan , she still didn't like him for her soft hearted friend.

He didn't say anything, Damon came forward and touched Elena's shoulder, "Come on, let him process this."

She nodded and held Damon's hand , going back upstairs with him, "I still have to finish the room before Care gets here. I've told her to stay with me a few days, is that okay with you?" She asked him, he nodded, "Of course, she's your friend and now the mother of Stefan's child, I guess that makes us something." His confused shrug made her chuckle and she leaned in to kiss his cheek, "Okay I am upstairs if you need anything honey." she moved away from him towards Bonnie who was already on the staircase, and he just stood there, She called him honey. Did she know how bad he was? How many people had died due to him? How many people he had killed without a second thought? She called him honey? Did Elena like him? He shook his head, he sounded like a fourteen year old boy- no a twelve year old.

(-HMHMHMHM-)

"It's going to be okay Care, don't worry." Elena said hugging her Blonde friend as she left Stefan's room crying earlier, "He says he's confused, he doesn't know if he wants kids yet."

"Caroline it's okay you needed a week before you could accept the baby, didn't you?" she parted cupping her face, Bonnie too sat on the couch in the living room near Caroline and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Stefan's not an asshole Caroline, he is a responsible man believe it or not , he's just a little confused right now."

"I don't want him to marry me or anything , but Dad would never let me have the baby, I just need a place and protection in case something happens." She said to dark-skinned girl, Elena huffed, "So? Stefan isn't the only one who can help, you can stay here with me, as my friend, I'll tell dad and we'll convince your father, until then you can stay here, Damon and I are happy to help, he even said that he accepts you as his nephew's mother."

"What if it's a niece?" she asked looking at her lap, chuckling between the tears.

"He still accepts you as his 'whatever's mother."

Caroline laughed at her robotic tone and Elena sighed of relief , wiping the tears away from her cheeks, "Yeah chin up now. I want to show you something." She grasped her wrist. Bonnie nodded, "Yes we worked all day."

"Really? Guys that's so sweet." Her eyes welled up in tears again. Elena groaned, "God Caroline you're two weeks pregnant get over your hormones." Bonnie snickered, "We have to invest in a lot of tissue papers- pregnancy edition."

They took her upstairs and Elena put her hands over Caroline's still wet lids, "You cant see yet."

"Seriously Elena." Caroline tried to move her hands away but she resisted.

Bonnie turned the lights in the room, and Elena moved her hands away from Caroline's eyes, "TADA."

"Oh my gosh!" Caroline gasped as she looked around the huge purple room, a large window at one end, near which lied a Crib beautifully decorated , the room had huge teddy bears and stuffed toys scattered around it away from the freshly painted walls, white bean bags to a side, some boxes lied on the side, "This is so beautiful. This room- is just." She broke into sobs, Elena and Bonnie huffed and wrapped her in a hug, "Guys this is so beautiful- seriously no more hormones crying." She was out of words, Elena smiled, "We just want you to feel at home."

"Yeah I do."

"You know we didn't yet make the library." Elena said gesturing to the boxes, "We can make it soon- together , we left out a few things so we'd do it together, and I know how much you like decorating."

"Yes I cant believe you did this." She looked at the room again, "You took away my thing you know- the designing thing."

"You cant repaint the room Care." She said strictly.

"Can we at least lighten it a bit." She asked jokingly.

"Seriously care, don't push it."

(-HMHMHM-)

She went back to the room and it was empty, she sighed, guess she missed Damon's rare appearance again, and it didn't felt good, she was going to close the door of the room when she heard his voice from the office, feeling sudden excitedness over it she made her way to the home office but stopped outside hearing his harsh tone.

"No you listen to me Grayson! I've had enough of you hiding around, don't think I forgot about it, you gather your men and get the hell out, I did my end of the deal, married your daughter and now you're turning on your word, killing my men? How dare you think I'd let this go un-noticed, You shouldn't be worried about Kol at this point, fear me because your daughter is right here Gray , she's right here, you either be a heartless father and kill the men in your custody or be a wise caring dad and let them go and tell your men to clear the damn fucking area, do you understand Gray!" he shouted and shut the phone. When he walked across to sit on his chair , his eyes fell on Elena, standing at the door, shocked.

He didn't know why but fear hit him, fear that she was upset, that she wont let this go, fear that he hurt her but most of all fear that she was going to leave him- now. She shook her head as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Elena." he said getting up his chair, she didn't listen to his soft voice and turned around to go as fast as she could. She needed to get out of here, now.

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