"Caroline, please- don't." Elena insisted taking the picture frame from her, "I let you come for verbal instructions." She was moving her things in this place- things she had purchased and her father had sent a few of her old paintings for her to keep their, she loved her room, an attached studio for art which had big windows to let the light in, most of the house was in white themes, including the furniture which gave the place a neat look, but she added a few warm aesthetics to it, like velvet covers here and there, beautiful rugs and some paintings to tone down the extreme minimalist look there. Caroline pouted when she was sat down my her, "This is what I do best."

"Certainly not agreeing." Stefan interrupted which made Elena roll her eyes and turn around, "can you please shut off your flirting buttons today."

"Not like I can help it." He said as if it was a big task to do, "She isn't supposed to be glowing this much." He raised his brows in suggestion to her, she sighed, "Oh it's the sweat."

Elena felt uncomfortable watching them back and forth and just grabbed the frame she took from Caroline to hang it, "Being corny isn't going to win you any points, Stefan." She heard a huff from Caroline followed by her complaining, "No problems there, all my standards have lowered and the libido is way up."

"Caroline." She gasped and looked over her shoulder, Stefan now way comfortable on the sofa with her, his arm around her, "You were saying?" Caroline slapped his arm off her side, "Oww don't poke your knuckles into my side."

"I literally didn't, my hand is bony." He reasoned. Elena sighed seeing them switch between arguments and flirting. She turned back to her work. Though workers were moving the furniture, Elena wanted to work with the decoration herself, she felt nostalgic about it, her Mom use to love doing all the decorations every season, and when she would insist on helping- she would give Elena some light work, that team work was always her best cherished memory with her.

Soon she was done with most of her room and decided to take a little break, she picked out her phone from her purse- anticipating a text from Damon, though there had been no talk of texting each other, she bit the inside of her cheek seeing no new notifications, not the special ones at least. She had promised herself she wouldn't check her phone, it was stupid. Just when she was about to keep her phone back, her phone buzzed and when she checked, her heart skipped a beat, 'Damon'

She looked around for no reason, before opening the text message,

What do you want to talk about?

She frowned looking at the text, but the remembered their conversation, she sighed taking a seat next to her window, "Is this your way of warning me to prepare a case?" she added a 'wink' emoticon to give it a playful touch, after a few moments of just without purpose sightseeing out her studio, she received another text, "Call it whatever, time management, let's not talk about things that are non-negotiable."

She pulled up her feet up and sat back against the window when she received a second test, "Why am I not allowed to protect you? Why can't you trust me?"

she sighed and kept the phone down, just then Caroline came dragging her bag into the room, Elena hopped down the window and walked over to her, "Caroline , I'll have you leave if you keep doing this."

She moved her blonde hair to the side and stood up straight, pressing her back, "Why are you upset?" Caroline walked to the window and sat against it, letting her head fall back and sighed, caressing her belly, "You need to admit this Elena."

"Admit what?" she raised a brow, zipping her bag open, "That you are in love with him, ever since you came here, you've been miserable." Elena sighed and took out her palettes and colors, "I know I do, but what can I do with it, He isn't the way I am, he's always going to be in love with being a Capo, how am I going to deal with this, deal with all this crime, all these girls, everything I won't be able to give him and even if I do, Kol is out there ready to kill me and whoever is in the way, obviously Damon." She bit her lip, "I had this dream, about him hurting Damon, and it was too realistic, I've already lost Mom right in front of me, I don't think I can handle losing him."

"You won't, when you were gone, Stef says he was going crazy, he had never seen his brother want as something as bad as his wife, it inspired him to be protective of me and our baby." She smiled, "And if he loves you, he isn't going to want to find it elsewhere."

She just kept quiet and started arranging her art racks, putting up a few paintings on the walls with no windows, just the mini ones while Caroline watched her do it, soon when Stefan called her for 'lunch' she left the room, giving Elena a pat on her back. She just smiled at her friend when she left, slowly she moved towards her phone and picked it up, "I've always trusted you, I wanted to protect you too, even though you made it clear you didn't need it, but how can that stop me for wanting to prevent you from danger? I love you."

She sat her phone down near the window and got back to decorating, checking in between sessions for messages, but there were none, she didn't panic today, just kept on doing her work even skipping lunch, soon she found herself tracing the very familiar face structure on her newly set canvas, she already had made a sample of this in the plane to her honeymoon, she was focused today, trying to remember every beautiful detail of his face, small flaws like a few un plucked eye brow hair on the top of his eye lid, which gave him a sharp eye, his icy blue iris had such a summer effect to them, reminding her of the ocean. She tried to fill in the sketch with some base colors when a noise ruined her rhythm. She kept the brush down and walked to the door, moving her stray hairs away from her cheeks- she looked out the door and called, "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah! Stefan broke the mahogany lamp." Caroline's voice echoed. Elena palmed her face and walked to the corridor, standing near the white railing, looking down, "where are you guys?" she asked, but with a sudden pressure, as if being pushed forward, she screamed as her hands hit the railing for support and it instead of stabling her, broke off, ruining her balance in the quick moment, her scream echoed and she couldn't control her feet, unbalanced on the edge, when she felt being pulled back, it all happened in a quick moment and when she looked back, Stefan was holding her arm, "What are you doing?" his teeth clenched as he pulled her back, she crashed against his chest and clung to his shirt, "Someone pushed me! Stefan!"

"Calm down." He pulled away slightly, cupping her face, "No one's here, you're just imagining it Elena."

"Stefan- I , I can swear something-" he shook his head, "I've double checked all security, you're fine Elena, it's just a thought, Calm down." She didn't realize that she was crying hysterically, Caroline had brought her water in a glass and Stefan made her drink some, after that, took her to her room, making her sit on the bed, Caroline kept commenting, "It's because she's been working all day.'

"Elena no one's on the floor, trust me, this house is safe, he can't hurt you." Stefan avoided using Kol's name, because she was a mess, her eyes red and swollen from crying, while she was shivering, all of her memories from those days came back, when she would cry for help all day, where he would scare her using different things, she never know how, but she was hugging Caroline so tightly, she might be having issues breathing, while Stefan was running his hands up and down her back to calm her down.

Soon she was tired of shaking and crying and stopped eventually, lying like a zombie against Caroline, her body still shivering after some moments, 'Here." She looked back and saw Stefan holding a tablet in his hand and some water, "It's going to calm you down."

She nodded and took it lazily, feeling like a mess when she lied back against Caroline's chest. "It's going to be okay Elena, it was just a panic attack." And soon she started feeling the same too, she had been thinking between Damon and Kol all day, her mind clearly couldn't take a lot. Her mind was starting to calm down, maybe due to the medicine. However, she was alerted the second she heard some 'walking' loud steps, she sat up and exchanged looks with Caroline and Stefan, looking at the door now. Her heart started beating when she looked over Caroline's shoulder towards the door. "Damon." She mouthed looking at her husband standing at the door, "What's going on here." He said looking at the environment of the room. Wearing an all-black suit with no tie, which he could have taken off after the flight. She moved down from the bed and walked to him, "You're here." She said with a sigh of relief and wrapped her arms around him, letting her head fall against his shoulder, the scent from his neck calmed her down and she instantly felt safe, when his arms wrapped around her, her eyes almost filled up in tears- she didn't know until now that she had missed him so much, how was she going to spend a life without him. When she finally pulled back, he took a step ahead and raised his brows at Stefan, "Should I repeat myself?"

"Nothing, she just had a panic attack." He said keeping the glass on the side table. "She felt like someone was trying to push her off the railing."

"and why is it broken?" he said in a strong investigative tone, Elena swallowed thick, Stefan shrugged, "It must have already been broken, Damon, look I don't know, I've made sure of the security here, you don't need to worry."

"Stefan don't give me excuses check the railing, see if there's any previous damage to it, we both know what a purposely done damage looks like, Take Caroline to her room." He ordered swiftly and turned back to her when Caroline and Stefan left the room. Elena was just staring at him, he walked back to her closing the door behind her, she didn't realize she had tears on her cheeks, until he wiped them away with his thumb, "Why do you look scared?"

She looked up at him and shook her head, "It just felt real. I don't want to die. I didn't want to- at least without saying good bye."

"You aren't going to die." He said with confidence in his voice, as he cupped the side of her face, "I am not letting you die this easy." He moved the hair away from her face, her face stained with some paint. He rubbed his thumb over it, "Come." He looked around for the bathroom and once he noticed the huge door on one end, he held her hand and took her there, she stood quiet as he made her stand in front of the sink and slowly cleaned her cheek from the paint, she kept looking at the diluted paint drops trickling down his palm to his sleeve, yet she didn't say anything, once they were done, he brought her back to the room and made her sit down on the bed, she felt like her eyes were heavy with sleep, when he turned the lights down low and set her quilt on top her, he walked across the bed, he took off his coat and tossed it on the foot of the bed, opening a few of his buttons and sitting in the chair near the window, reaching into his jeans for a cigar, Elena sighed when she turned in bed seeing him sitting so distant from her, blinked a lot as she felt sleepy, watching her husband near by. When their eyes met, her heartbeat sped up again, her cheeks warmed up and she gave a small smile patting the space next to her, "It isn't too bad."

He cocked his head to a side at the invitation and got ahead, burning his cigar into the clear glass desk, he got up and out of his shoes, getting in bed next to her, she smiled reaching for his hand and held it, "I'll give you a house tour tomorrow, are you staying?"

"If the purpose of your question was luring me into staying, maybe I am interested." He joked, she huffed, "Are you staying Mr. Salvatore?"

"Well I suppose, a house tour given to me by you is pretty much once in a lifetime opportunity." He said with a slightly crooked smile and rested back on the pillows on his side, she moved towards him ever so slowly and rested her head on his chest, letting her one arm coil around his upper body, looking at his face time and time again for any changes of expression but he had closed his eyes now, patting the top of her head ever so slowly.

"Damon." Her voice merely above a whisper. "Hmmm." He responded without moving or opening his eyes. Her hands moved over his chest slowly as she spoke, "Are you mad at me?"

"Oh yeah." He said in a half enthusiastic voice, she was sure that he was honest when he said that, "I know the choices I make-" he interrupted, "Not now."

She clamped her mouth shut and sighed, resting her head down again, her hand moved to cup the side of his face, stroking his cheek slightly, "I love you." He breathed out and held her hand, pressing a small kiss to her palm and holding it against his chest.

When the morning lights hit him, he cursed the lack of curtains in this room, but hey- she had just moved here. He opened his eyes to search for a pillow to block the light from his eyes, just now realizing that she wasn't in bed with him. He rubbed his eyes and looked around the empty room from the bed, there were still unopened boxes and the door was locked, he raised a brow- getting out of bed and searched for her, the bathroom door wasn't locked either, that's when he saw her in the mirror view of the room, an extension by the wardrobe that he had completely missed seeing last night, she was behind a glass door, sitting on a heighted wooden stool, her hair in a messy braid, wearing the most bright red socks, an over sized black sweat shirt with some bleached shorts, her palms were stained with color again and a spot or two on her head were stained a pastel pink, when he opened the door, she looked side-ways from the canvas checking on who's there, "Is the music too loud?" she asked. That's when he realized there was soft piano- music playing in the back, he walked in, "No, I was looking for you."

"oh." She said and sat down her brush, "Yeah this kinda looks like a mini hide out." She climbed down the stool and stood in front of him, "well I have to do some contrast touch-ups, why don't you get changed while I am done with that, and then we can get some breakfast."

"I'll wait, no problem." He said with a shrug walking across the stool behind her as she sat back down, "I started this portrait yesterday, tell me you recognize who this is." She said with a proud voice, he stood back a little, squinting his eyes and narrowing them as if trying to recognize. Of course, he knew it was a portrait of him- he already had the sample of this with him, she kept looking at him for approval and now he realized how he missed messing with her, "Well." She asked after a few minutes of waiting.

He cocked his head to the side and raised his hand, to cover the structure of the nose in the portrait, "Oh look it's me."

She gasped in dis-belief at this wide grin and hit his shoulder, "You're ungrateful. I am not even charging you for this."

"Well I am not paying for this either. You completely butchered my jaw line, my left cheek bone definitely looks higher than the other one and look who has the lumpiest nose now, ME." he said with a smirk, she rolled her eyes and turned back to the canvas, "Well- let's just say- It's realistic."

She heard a laugh from him, from the back of her shoulder, shaking her head now, she sat forward and started doing some shadows, "If anything you should be paying me, my whole being is so therapeutic for you, you can't get me off your mind." He said with a chuckle. She huffed, "Yeah right." When all of a sudden, the strong pair of arms wrapped around her waist, she could have sworn her heart skipped a beat, and hand shivered to the point where she had to force her brush to stay stable, "Okay you don't need to give me wrinkles on that, I like it." He said against her ear

"You do?" her voice serious now, as she looked at him sideways, he nodded, "Of course." He pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose, "Get cleaned up, I am hungry." He said with a light smile and turned to go, she held his arm, pulling him back to her, her arm immediately coiled around his neck as she moved up a little, crashing her lips against him, though hesitant at first, he kissed her back in a few seconds, cupping her face with one hand and holding her body up with the other, she opened her mouth for him, letting her tongue lick at his, she moaned on his responses, he pulled back slightly to take her lower lip between his, licking at her lip before wrapping it between his again. When breath became a necessity- she moved back slightly, beaming at him like a mischievous kid, she rubbed her pointer finger against his nose, and he realized, she had a black-blue color on it, she giggled at his face and climbed down the stool, "Art imitates life."

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The day went on, her anxiety would subside from time to time but she felt a certain way, like this feeling of being in constant danger right now was stuck with her and she didn't know what to do with it. Everything felt like it was on a timer, a negative feeling was eating her up, she would think of dark, being kept in smelly congested closets, she would think of that smell from a dead body that she would never forget, she would remember his lips on her, cold, demanding lips that would make her shudder.

"Lena?" Caroline pat her back and she jumped, "Care, oh God I am so sorry." She had been watering the plants, the pot had over-filled when she stepped back and looked at it, "I was just thinking about something."

"It's okay, have you had lunch?"

"No- umm do you know when Damon and Stefan are coming back?"

She shook her head, "I didn't want to ask him, he was so annoyed because of Damon." She walked to the swing and sat down on it, widening her legs a bit and catching up her breath, "I kinda miss him."

"Miss Stefan?" she asked with a grin and raised a brow at her, Caroline nodded, "Yeah, I don't know what to do." she coiled a strand of her hair around her finger, "We kissed."

"What?" Elena gasped throwing the garden hose and walked to her, "When?"

"A few days ago." She blushed talking about it and Elena sat down next to her, "so? What did he say?"

"He says he's excited for the baby." She sighed and sat back, "I mean, he says he's starting to want us being together, but he doesn't want – pressure, like he doesn't want us to call it something, yet."

Elena frowned, "Really? I mean, that's kind of commitment phobic behavior. If you're happy-"

"I am not okay with it, but I want to give it time, I like being with him, if I am okay after giving birth to the baby, maybe I'll ask him out." She said in a low voice, Elena seemed impressed with her confidence about the asking out thing, "And what if he doesn't want to-"

"Then there are plenty other out there." She shrugged it off and flipped her hair back, "besides it's not the end of the world- you know I am a pro at the game." She winked, Elena giggled at her easy going attitude, "Of course it's going to be hard, I have a baby- well I'll be occupied half my time with the baby, which is the text message break I'd need – but I don't care about anything as much as the baby Elena, like I couldn't careless about never finding the 'one'."

"Ladies."

They both turned around to see Stefan at the gallery door frame, "We're having a meeting with some of our guests on this floor, would you both mind moving upstairs for now?" Elena got up and helped Caroline up, the last thing she wanted would be to stay on the same floor with a bunch of criminals are discussing some more immoral activities. Caroline had left the balcony and when she had just picked up her phone along with, Stefan blocked her way, "Was she talking about me?" he truly looked intimidating right now, she shook her head, "No, just talking about the baby and dating again."

"You're encouraging her to date other guys?" he asked as if he was highly offended, "No, it's none of my business, why do you care anyway?"

"Isn't it obvious Elena, don't act so naïve." He rolled his eyes, "You know I don't like this, she isn't going to be dating or whatever." He said in a authoritative tone, Elena raised a brow, "Oh and you can do whatever, you don't own her Stefan, figure yourself out and get out of my way."

He gritted his teeth but moved back after an angry look at her, she quickly went upstairs after the slight encounter, however while she was taking the stairs she saw Damon guiding a man inside and as if he knew she was there as their eyes locked for a moment, she gave a slight smile and then ran upstairs quickly.

All these thoughts were exhausting her, Damon and her relationship, Kol and his plans. Just thinking about it made her upset, can't things go the way she wanted, peaceful and happy, where she will pretend like Damon wasn't in the mafia and that they both were completely safe.

Elena was deciding on finding Caroline on the floor when she ran into Bonnie, who was clearly in a rush herself, "Elena there you are."

"Oh Bonnie, have you been looking for me?" She asked considerately, Bonnie had been working way too hard to decorate and set the house with her, she had been giving her self-defense lessons too- which though Elena enjoyed was also very tough on her- Her muscles were always sore after it, everyday Bonnie would add a little more to her regime. "do you not want to train? I made a little gym at the end of the corridor; don't worry I don't have big weights today."

"Oh I can use some big weights." She said following Bonnie down the corridor, Bonnie was noticing how Elena was trying to increase the intensity of her every exercise, by adding resistance bands and weights more than necessary.

"you wanna take a quick break sweetie?"

"No." she shook her head, squatting with a single leg as she supported the weight in her right hand, the intensity of the exercise made her forget anything she was going to think about. She had also recently started some kick boxing practice with Bonnie and though it was still difficult for her, she was seeing a difference already.
"Elena, Goodness I am tired, you might want to stop now." Bonnie said holding the punching bag by both of her hands. Her breathing was erratic as she shook her head , "I am not tired yet Bon."

Bonnie stayed for five more minutes before giving up on her, after all Elena being the princess was rather firm on her decisions most of the time. Just after a few moments she heard the door open again, but when she looked in the mirror in front of her, it wasn't Bonnie asking her to come, but Damon. She kicked the punching bag and moved back, before she could punch the bag again, he held it with a single hand as if motioning her to stop, "Is this necessary?"

She nodded, "Yes."

He grinned and let the bag go, getting ahead and holding her wrist, removing the glove from her, "You aren't fighting anyone."

"I am just working out." She said removing her other glove.

"Are you?" he raised a brow, "Because that menacing look in your eyes says otherwise, you look dangerous, not your best look." He let her hand go and stood in front of her, she mouth clenched and she swallowed thick, "I think my best look is being alive."

"Well I am here to do that, everyone is- don't for a second think you're a part of this whole eliminate Kol mission." He said in warn, "So if you're getting any ideas-"

"Yes I am getting ideas Damon, I am tired of living my life on this timer, Shouldn't I be my saving?"

"You don't need to Elena." he pursed his lips and got ahead holding both her hands, "I am not going to let you anywhere near them, It is my responsibility as someone who loves you." He sighed, "I've never known how to care for another person, I didn't have any parents, Stefan didn't need me after a certain age- but I am going to do right by you, You don't realize how dangerous it is for you to be in the same room as him, anything can happen and I don't think I'll take chances with you."

"But someday-"

"Not today." He said in a firm voice holding her chin up, "Not any other day." he cupped her face, stroking the side of her hair, "it's not because of you anymore, maybe you're not scared but I am, i am scared to lose the one person who brings me joy. Is it wrong of me to want to protect you? To be dreaming about a life I never had and wanted the most." She was taken aback from his words

"I am scared as well, scared about the fact that you have to save me over and over or put your life at risk-"

He interrupted, "I've done that before and I don't regret it. Do you think I enjoy this? I know telling you 'no' only makes you repel me further and I freaking hate that, I hate living away from you, I hate the fact that you have so much control over me where if I don't see you around , it drives me nuts. I hate that I don't care about anything anymore as much as you and as much I was terrified of it at first, I accept it, yes I do, it's the choice I made of doing everything in my power to protect you even if it kills me in the process, if I didn't there's going to be no meaning to me, because …you are my life" Her eyes sparkled with his every word, she was beaming at him now, his honesty was melting her to the core, looking into his glassy blue eyes, she knew it was all true- even if this turned out to be the worst decision of her life, she wouldn't ever regret it, the love of her life was right in front of her, just asking for her to hand her heart over with that look in his eyes and she knew she would. She didn't realize you initiated it, but she was kissing him back with all her passion, holding on to his neck tightly, as his tongue entered into her mouth, making love to hers, she moaned at the soft movements, his hands slowly supporting all her weight on himself till he slowly picked her up, coiling her legs around his torso. He had been craving her for months which felt like long years now, he never knew love and sex would make such an incredible combination, though having had all types of women in his life, her body was a temple for him and he was going to make sure she knows how special being with her is for him, his mouth had moved from on top of her lips, down her chin to her soft neck, when he moved towards the exit in hopes to find a more 'comfortable' place but she protested by pulling her weight down on the floor, "I want you." She whispered , stroking his cheek, the longing in her eyes the same as her words, he nodded and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, she smiled against his mouth as she slowly unbuttoned his shirt and moved it over his shoulders, loving the feel of his firm skin under her hands, she moaned when he sucked on the skin of her neck, his hand stroking her thigh which was still coiled around him, she rose up her hands as he pulled over the beige tank top from her body, leaving her blushing in her baby pink sports bra, exactly the color he would associate with her. She slapped his chest when he pretended to give her a judgy look for it, "You always have something to say about my wardrobe choices."

"Just that you look so perfect without it." He said crashing his lips against her once more while helping her out of her clothes, while she un-did his pants, the ache between her legs was rising, he hadn't even touched her and she was sure she was more than ready for him to a point where she was embarrassed. "Damon, please-" she moved further down to lay back on the mat under them, "I need you."

His heart was pounding at the sight in front of him, the most beautiful woman he ever laid eyes on, lying under him- begging him to take her, her rose colored nipples had hardened, her chest heaving with every breath she took, her body shaking with need. He kissed down her neck to her breasts and stroked them in his hands, enjoying the moans from her mouth as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, her body arching up to him as she called his name out between pants, finding some courage, she held one of his hand and pressed it against her wet heat, he grinned not moving his hand and placing it on her thigh as he kept on playing her soft breasts, she let out a cry in protest , she couldn't take this sweet torture longer now, swallowing thick she stroked his length before gripping it, feeling how his body tensed when she did that- he was getting hard with every passing second and it gave her a feeling of victory when she felt him parting her legs, moving her back to lie down, he removed her hand from his length reluctantly and gripped both her wrists pinning them to either side of her head, "So you really want me?"

"is that a question?" she asked arching herself up, "Just touch me and you'll know, love." She said softly, gasping when she felt him at her entrance, she held a breath and tried to ease herself as he entered her in one quick move, her mouth fell open and dug her nails into her palms, "Ah yes." He slowed down, helping her adjust to his length before resuming his movements from slow to deep hard strokes, his lips nipping at the skin of her neck, he loved how her long legs coiled around his back, pulling him closer and deeper, he couldn't get enough of her, being inside her was like a beautiful dream, wrapped by her warm body, her small movements against him, building up the fire inside him to go deeper in her, never let go of this body which fit him like a glove, he peppered kisses all over her exposed skin, letting her wrists go and kissing her marked palms, "uh I love you." He whispered against her mouth, moving faster with her, she nodded biting her lower lip and letting her arms grip his strong back, "I love Ah- I love you too." she moaned and bit softly into his shoulder, her release was here already, she didn't want this to end yet, leave his arms ever and think about all the crazy situations going on, if only they could stay this much in love forever, if only she can have him all to herself now. She moved her head back slightly, her eyes meeting his and he let his forehead fall against her, with a forceful thrust he pushed her over the edge, he let himself follow her release, getting the release together was an amazing experience which had them both out of breath, she was still gripping his shoulders for support as she was panting, he whispered, "You okay?"

She nodded, cupping the side of his face and planted a kiss on his lower lip, pulling back with a small smile on her face, which he felt so proud that was because of him, she chuckled and fell back on the mat pulling him with herself, he pulled out of her and settled on her side, letting his arm around her so she would rest on his arm, but she rested her head on his chest instead. Planting small kisses against his chest, "Your phone didn't ring once." She giggled.

"Well it's in the other room." He patted her head, "Happy now?"

She rolled her eyes, "That's the bare minimum, Damon- giving yourself way too much credit for trivial gestures that are manners." She huffed looking up at him, "Well tell me what you want? What can I do for you princess?" he kissed the tip of her nose and then her lips, she smiled when he pulled away, "Well a little less critique on my wardrobe would be nice."

"Umm nope." He faked a frown and sat up slightly, "What I can do is re-design that overly blingy pink stuff for you."

"What do you know about women's fashion?" she arched a brow at him, he looked up as if thinking, "I think I know about Elegance more than you."

"Ughh you mean- being old?" she mocked him, he grabbed her and turned her around holding her, "Oh top tier comedy, Mrs. Salvatore, you know I was messing with you right?" he held both her arms and pressed a kiss under her ear, "I mean I kind of like the nauseatingly pink wardrobe of yours, makes me want to tear it all off." He nuzzled her neck and placed wet kisses against her color bone, she sighed, "Oh- let's grab our stuff and go to our room already."

"You want to-"

"Yes!" she said with urgency and grabbed his wrist, she quickly put on her shorts and slipped her tank top of her head, messing up her hair in the process, she grabbed her shoes and her bra, eh chuckled zipping his pants and moved forward to move her hair away from her face, "What's the rush?" he said trying to get a rise out of her, she held his wrist and snapped, "Stop it already-" with a kiss to his grinning mouth, she pulled him out of the room with her and just headed up back towards the other side when a scream startled her, "What was that?" he asked when she turned around to look at him.

"Bonnie." Elena identified the voice, it sounded like someone was hurt, was it Bonnie? "Let's check." She said and without waiting for his answer followed the voice down the stairs, the screams now fading into cries. Her heart was pounding as she saw a crowd around the small reading room she had made, some of the servants and Damon's guest were all standing at the door, she swallowed thick as she saw Bonnie sitting on the floor on her knees. A few people gave her way and a scream escaped her mouth when she saw Caroline on the floor with a big hole in her forehead, a bullet hole, she couldn't believe this, this was a nightmare, "CARE! NO!" she tried to move towards her and picking her off the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks, "NOOOOO!" she was being pulled back and when she looked back, she saw Damon trying to move her back, she was shaking and pulling away from him, "Damon! It's Caroline! Why – who did this, she was just with me-Let me go!"

She looked back at her friend, covering her mouth with her hand as she broke down. In a sudden flash Stefan entered the room and held Caroline up, Damon assumed he had already seen her as he was just picking her up from there quickly, what was going on, this place wasn't suppose to be this way. Who did this and when? He thought as he hugged a completely shattered Elena close to himself.

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Hey guys hope you like the chapter, it's super long, I took about a week to write it, see I am updating stories, did you like it? What was your favorite part? I even slipped in a little dex for you guys 😉 and who's sad about Caroline, (I had preplanned that for a while now so had to go through with It) hope you enjoy my angels. And please, REVIEW.