Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).

I apologize about the delay. Blame Christmas.

I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas, and I wish you all a Happy New Year.

Kol opened the door to leave, then changed his mind, seemingly having an idea.

"Why don't you get Bonnie to incapacitate me. She can set up a spell and it would give me a headache the minute I walk in, young Jeremy can stab me. It would all be very believable." Kol suggested.

"You think Bonnie's capable of that?" Elena asked him.

"With what she did with the Professor the other day, she's extremely powerful and can do anything she wants." Kol explained. "Here!" he said holding his hand out and offering them a handkerchief.

"What's this for?" Damon asked, confused as he took it from Kol's hand.

"She'll need something of mine to perform the spell. Tell her I threatened you, put some of your blood on it." Kol explained as Damon nodded and bit his hand and dabbed blood on the handkerchief. "I must be going, I need to practice my photography skills." Kol smiled as he closed the door behind him whilst Damon and Elena waited for him to disappear before Elena turned to Damon.

"Do you trust him?" Elena asked.

"Do we have a choice?" Damon shrugged. "In the meantime however, I think I know what can take our minds off the worry of Kol." he grinned.

"What do you have planned?" she asked eyeing Damon suspiciously.

"Well, you know when we shared blood this morning and we were both able to be in the same place, almost like a dream?" Damon suggested.

"Yeah." Elena replied.

"Well, I think we should repeat the blood sharing and take ourselves back to Denver." he said. "Let's find out what would have happened without Jeremy." he winked.

"You think it'll work?" Elena asked.

"We won't know unless we try." Damon said walking over to Elena and wrapping his arms around her waist. "It'll be an easier way to relive memories that we wish could have been different."

"Will we still be dreaming it or will we be acting it out?" Elena asked as she wrapped her arms around Damon's neck.

"Shh." he said as he lowered his head and kissed her chastely before pulling her to the bed.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Trust me." was all he said as lay down on the bed and pulled Elena on top so she straddled him. "I want you to bite my neck." he instructed her. "Try and forget everything that has happened since Denver. Just remember to be honest with your thoughts and feelings about what you wanted that night." he added, as Elena bent down a licked a line up Damon's jugular, which he also did to her. Elena felt her face tingle and her fangs elongate, she buried them into Damon's neck, as his sweet nectar filled her mouth, whilst at the same time she felt a tiny prick on her own and then the sense of pulling, until everything went dark.

Elena was lying on the bed, trying to sleep. Suddenly she heard a noise as someone picked the bottle from the night stand next to her. Opening her eyes she saw Damon walking over to the table near the window, without his shirt. Hoping that he wouldn't notice in the dark, Elena did something she'd never allowed herself to do before, she watched Damon, not as her vampire friend, but the half naked sexy as hell man in front of her. She'd tried her hardest to avoid looking at him in that way, but as he stood, putting a shirt on, without buttoning it up, and then looking out of the window, checking for Kol, it was impossible to not stare and appreciate his beauty. She felt her heart rate spike, she just hoped Damon hadn't heard, because if he came too close, she wasn't sure how much control she would have over herself because all she wanted to do right there and then was run her hands all over his delectable body.

Damon poured himself a drink and sat down, before draining the glass of whiskey, he then looked over towards Elena, she quickly closed her eyes and tried to feign sleep, but she knew it was futile, he'd know she was pretending. Giving up, Elena opened her eyes again and saw Damon was still watching her. They continued to stare at each other for a while, until Damon got up and walked over to the bed, before lying down next to her and placing his hand behind his head.

"You never told me about that. What you did for Rose." Elena smiled as they stared at each other, trying to make conversation, although she was intrigued by his actions.

"It wasn't about you." Damon sighed, turning to stare at the ceiling.

"Why don't you let people see the good in you?" Elena asked. It was something she'd never understood, deep down, Damon was a good man, he just wouldn't let people in.

"Because when people see good, they expect good." Damon said as he turned his head and faced Elena. "And I don't want to have to live up to anyone's expectations." he added, looking at her in a way that made her heart leap and heat pool in her stomach. The look on his face told her that Damon realized the effect he was having on her. She turned onto her back, and dropped her arm to the side, breathing heavily, she couldn't look at him when he looked at her like that. Suddenly Elena felt Damon's fingers gently caressing her hand. Elena hitched her breath, confused. A war was being waged inside her, her heart and body wanted him so badly, to lose herself in him, be one with him, she suspected being with him would be the most amazing feeling ever. On the other hand her mind was arguing back, she loved Stefan, it had always been Stefan, it would always be Stefan because he was safe and easy. Scared about not knowing what to do, she needed a minute to herself, Elena quickly got out of the bed, grabbed her sweater and left the motel room. Putting her sweater on, she leaned up against the ice machine, trying to catch her breath and process what was going on in her mind. She just hoped Damon would give her a moment to recover, however hope was short lived as she heard Damon came out and followed her into the hallway.

"Don't." Elena said, not turning around to look at him, knowing he wouldn't listen, knowing that if he uttered one more word, her body and heart would ignore her mind.

"Why not?" Damon asked, but she didn't reply. "Elena..." Damon called softly in a deep seductive voice that she'd never heard him use on her before. The effect on her was instantaneous, her mind lost the battle, her need for him was building up in her core and she felt as though she was going to explode if she wasn't in his arms.

Elena turned around and rushed towards Damon, grabbing his face in her hands she pressed her lips to his. Damon responded immediately by wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her in close as they began to devour each other. Elena could taste the bourbon he'd just been drinking, mixed with something that was uniquely Damon, his smell overtook her senses. One of the things she'd always noticed about Damon was how good he smelled, it was a masculine mix of spices, bourbon and leather, although she couldn't smell the leather right now as he'd just had a shower. Nobody smelled, and now she learned, tasted as good as Damon, it was as if some divine being had taken every taste and smell she desired, and mixed them into Damon. Stefan certainly never had this effect on her.

The sexual tension had been building up for so long and their kisses were based upon instinct alone. Their tongues fought for dominance as Damon walked Elena backwards until she felt something cold and solid behind her. Elena's mind was a blank, nobody had ever kissed her with such passion and ferocity before, however there was a certain gentleness to it. Damon was extremely powerful, and she knew he was holding back for fear of hurting her. She could also feel his erection through his jeans as their hips pressed together, sending heat straight to her core. Almost as if he sensed Elena's growing arousal, Damon began to kiss her neck and chest, however she hated the feeling of his lips not being on hers. She lifted his head and began kissing him once more as their hands began to explore each other.

"I want you Damon." Elena whispered between kisses.

"Not here." Damon mumbled.

"What about Jeremy." Elena asked.

"The room next door is empty. If anyone comes I'll hear them." Damon looked at her, tucking her hair behind her ear. "Are you sure you want this Elena?" he asked hesitantly. "I don't want to rush things."

"Why are you unsure." Elena began kissing him again.

"I just don't want any regrets tomorrow." Damon said taking her hands in his. "Would you regret it tomorrow?" he asked, leaning his forehead against hers..

Elena cupped Damon's face in her hands and looked him straight in the eye. "No." she said.

Damon didn't need to be told twice. He lifted Elena up so she could wrap her legs around his waist as he kept kissing her, gently grabbing fistfuls of her hair as he walked her to the nearby empty room. Elena wrapped her arms around his neck, running her fingers through his soft raven locks, whilst he managed to open the door and let them inside. He placed her down on the dresser near the doorway, skimming his arm along it to make sure nothing was in her way, destroying a lamp in the process, but neither of them cared. They were too far gone and only aware of each other.

Elena pushed Damon's shirt from his shoulders as he pushed away her sweater. She began to stoke his chest up and down, something she'd been desperate to do from the moment she began watching him as he left the bathroom only a few minutes earlier. Damon's kisses made their way down her neck and along her collar bone, a sensation that was increasingly turning her on. He lifted her top over her head, exposing her naked breasts.

"God you're perfect." he whispered as his mouth made its way down to explore them fully. Normally Elena would have been embarrassed about her nakedness, but not with Damon. His words and the way his mouth and hands explored her breasts, causing her nipples to pebble, made her feel sexy, feminine and desirable.

Damon pulled Elena in closer to him so she could feel the bulge in his low slung jeans rubbing against her. Heat pooled in her stomach and she became wetter between her legs, Damon was turning her on so much. She tried grinding her hips against his, desperate for friction to relieve some of the longing she had for him. Her finger latched onto the loops around the waist of his jeans to pull him in closer, but it wasn't enough.

Suddenly Elena was no longer on the dresser, she was laying down on one of the beds, Damon hovering above her. A year ago that sight would have terrified her, now it was the most welcome sight in the world. He was worshiping her and it made her feel safe, loved and seriously turned on. Damon began kissing her, once more, his lips trailed down her neck, along her collar bone and left a trail as he made his way down her stomach. He hooked his fingers around the waistband of her slacks, Elena lifted her hips to allow him to pull them off. He quickly removed the pink cotton panties underneath. Elena wasn't sure whether to be embarrassed by her juvenile underwear, but he didn't seem to care. His prize lay underneath the wrapping of the pink panties.

Damon looked up at Elena, as if asking permission for what he was going to do next, she didn't care what he was going to do, as long as it would relieve the growing ache between her legs, and she trusted him. Oh the irony of that statement, she thought, to the outside world, Damon was a soulless, ruthless killer vampire, who was also an arrogant ass. Elena however, saw the human side of Damon, he let her in, he was insecure, loving and sensitive, and for tonight, he was hers.

Damon's mouth made it's way down to Elena's core, she breathed nervously, she'd only let Stefan do this once, as she wasn't sure whether he'd liked doing it or not. There was no question in Damon's eyes as to whether he wanted to do it, or whether he liked it, he looked as if he were a man dying of thirst and she was the only thing that would quench it.

The minute his mouth touched her core, she realized her assessment had been right. He was dying to taste her. He licked up her slit before pulling her folds apart and blowing into her entrance, before his tongue entered her. Elena nearly screamed with pleasure at his ministrations. Damon's hands slid up the side of her body until he found her hands and laced his fingers in hers, however all Elena could do was dig her fingers down as her core was getting hotter every time his tongue touched her, this act earned her a smile, or knowing Damon more likely a smirk, she could feel it, although she couldn't see it as she was thrashing around so much.

Damon unlaced his hands and put one flat on her stomach to stop her from bucking and the other he used to slowly insert two fingers inside her as his mouth made it's way up to her nub. Elena felt the build up of an impending orgasm, and it was coming fast and she suspected it would be powerful.

"Come for me Elena." she heard Damon's voice say huskily, it was all the encouragement she needed, as he back arched and she went rigid, her core became white hot as Damon worked her clit, whilst pumping his fingers inside her, causing the hot spasms of her orgasm.

"Oh my god...Damon..." she cried, the orgasm ravaging her body, as Damon initially encouraged it, however he slowed down what he was doing to allow her to come down from her high. She remembered back to their time in Georgia and when Bree had mentioned he was good in the sack, never in her wildest dreams did she imagine he was this good, she didn't know 'this good' even existed until a few minutes ago, and this was only foreplay.

Damon climbed back up the bed until he was hovering above her once more.

"You okay?" he asked as he lovingly tucked a stray hair behind her ear. Elena looked down at Damon, who was still partially clothed.

"No." she complained. "You're wearing too much." she grinned as she reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, desperate to seek out his hidden treasure. Damon helped her remove the jeans and his boxer briefs, his manhood springing free. Unsurprisingly Damon had every reason to be smug, compared to Stefan and Matt, he was huge. Elena reached down and wrapped her hand around his girth, earning her a hiss of pleasure from him.

Elena closed her eyes and guided him into her entrance, a sense of bliss as she began to feel him fill her completely, however when she opened her eyes, she was no longer in the motel in Denver, Damon was looking down at her in wonder, they were in the motel in Mystic Falls. But Elena didn't care, as long as she was with Damon, that's all that mattered. Damon began thrusting slowly at first, gradually increasing the pace as he cupped her backside, stroking his hand down her thigh and pulling her leg up so she could wrap it around his waist. Elena knew what he wanted as she moved her hips in unison with his, whilst her hands massaged his ass.

They kissed before Damon picked up the pace, placing one hand on the headboard as he began thrusting at almost inhuman speed. The dream had been about when Elena was human, now the contrast came as she was a vampire, and this is what she could handle. As desire filled them both, their faces began to vamp out once more. Damon moved his hand between them and began circling Elena's nub, as the pressure inside her was building once more. She needed her teeth inside him as she felt her fangs elongate.

Suddenly Elena bit down on Damon's neck once more, and she felt Damon doing the same, taking them back to the motel in Denver. Damon's pace was now more human, but he was still circling her nub, and Elena could feel an orgasm building up inside her.

"Don't stop." she panted, she'd never known sex to be this good before. However Damon didn't listen, he moved at vamp-speed until they were both sat, her straddling him, so she could look down at him, who was looking back at her adoringly. His hands on her hips, guiding her movement so she didn't tire out. Elena cupped his face, pulled it to hers and kissed him, trying to express her desire as her core was getting ever hotter. She threw her head back and began to moan, as Damon lathered kisses along her collar bone, before his lips and tongue moved south towards her breast, whilst his hand moved towards her clit.

"Oh my god...Damon!" Elena cried.

"That's it Elena." Damon whispered. "Come for me." Elena's body happily complied as she felt white hot spasms convulsing through her core. Looking down she saw Damon responding to her own orgasm as his face scrunched up.

"Ah...Elena...Fuck!" were all he could manage to say as Elena felt him spill his seed into her womb. Elena felt a need to grab him tight and pull his head close to her chest whilst she ran her fingers through his hair as they both came down from their high. Elena closed her eyes as she rubbed her cheek on the top of Damon's head. When she opened them once more, they were both back in the motel in Mystic Falls in exactly the same position as they were in their shared dream.

Damon moved them so he was lying on top of Elena, still inside her as he stroked her face and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"I love you Damon Salvatore." Elena grinned as she lifted her head and kissed him.

"I love you too Elena Gilbert." Damon smiled through the kiss as his hand moved down her body and cupped Elena's behind.

"You ready to go again?" Elena whispered in surprise as she felt Damon harden inside of her.

"I'm always ready for you." he whispered back, kissing her nose as he gently thrust inside her, causing Elena to moan with pleasure.

Bonnie had had enough of blowing up balloons, there were times and places where she wished she could flaunt her magic and use it for something useful and fun, like blowing up the ninety nine red balloons Caroline had insisted they needed for the eighties decade dance, however life wasn't that fair. After her earlier call with Elena she'd tried to get hold of her dad, but he'd obviously been busy as he hadn't answered his phone. As she walked down one of the hallways in the school, she tried one more time, finally after the fourth ring, he answered.

"Finally dad. I've been trying to get hold of you all day." Bonnie said. "Have You dumped vervain into the water supply? And if so, where did you even get it?" she asked.

"I have my sources." her dad replied. "I'm also reinstating the curfew and canceling all town events."

"Dad, there's a dance tonight." Bonnie insisted.

"Not anymore." he told her.

"Are you serious?" she asked.

"Honey, I'm trying to protect you, not punish you." her dad explained. "The well-being of this town is my job now."

"No! Dad, it's mine and I've been doing fine without you getting involved!" Bonnie cried,

"You've been doing fine? Would you like me to read you all the names of the people who have gone missing or died in tragic accidents, in your senior year alone?" he asked. "Head straight home please, we're having a family meeting." he said using his parental authority voice.

Bonnie hung up, she was angry, her father had only been around as Mayor for what seemed like five minutes and he'd started interfering. She knew she need to stop him otherwise he'd get himself killed. She set off walking down the hallway, when suddenly Kol arrived out of nowhere and pushed her against the wall, restraining her with his hand around her neck.

"No one can find the cure if you're too dead to find it." Kol sneered as he vamped out poised to attack Bonnie when she began to use her magic to break the bones in his hand and then the rest of his body. Suddenly she began to lose control. Her power was so strong it caused balloons in the hallway to pop and the lockers to open, papers flying out of them. Bonnie, becoming scared of what she might do, so she ran away, leaving Kol in agony on the hallway floor.

Elena rested her head in the crook of Damon's neck as they looked up at the ceiling in the dingy motel, whilst Damon traced circles around her shoulder.

"Do you think it will always be like this?" Elena sighed.

"Nope." Damon replied. "It'll just keep getting better." he smiled, turning to look her in the eyes. "The more we know each other, the more we'll understand each other instinctively." he said. "And the more we'll know how adventurous we can go." he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"Adventurous?" Elena asked in surprise.

"When we re-enacted the pageant, the thought of getting caught turned you on didn't it?" he asked, prompting Elena to blush. "Maybe we could make the chance of getting caught even more real." he suggested just as they were interrupted by Elena's phone ringing.

"I better get that." she said leaning over and taking her phone from her purse, seeing Bonnie's name as the caller ID.

"Bonnie." Elena said as she sat up and answered the phone.

"Oh my god...Elena." Bonnie said sounding terrified.

"What's wrong?" Elena asked, her eyes flashing to Damon in fear.

"Kol." Bonnie told her. "He came to the school Elena. He tried to kill me." Bonnie cried.

"He did what?" Elena's eyes flared with anger as she suspected Damon might have known about this. "Are you okay Bonnie?"

"Pass me the phone Elena!" Damon demanded before Bonnie had chance to respond as Elena reluctantly handed the phone over to him, confused.

"Get over to Elena's as soon as possible." he told her. "I've got a plan to take out Kol." he explained before handing the phone back to Elena.

"Did you get that?" Elena asked. "Are you okay?" she asked again.

"Yeah, I'll meet you there." Bonnie replied. "I can take care of myself." she said with a feigned confidence in her voice. "See you later." she added hanging up.

Elena turned to Damon. "Is there anything you'd like to tell me?" she asked angrily.

"Kol didn't really want to kill her." Damon explained. "We need Bonnie to believe we're on her side, even though we are, she just needs additional motivation. The only person at risk was Kol. He knew she'd give him a headache, but we need Bonnie's trust over Professor Creepy, and right now, she only trusts him."

"If she ever finds out about this Damon..." Elena started.

"She won't!" Damon interrupted. "And even if she does, this is on me. Sometimes we have to make decisions which people don't like for the greater good. Bonnie of all people knows that." He added to a confused looking Elena.

"So what's the next part of your genius master plan that you neglected to tell me about?" Elena asked sarcastically.

"Call Stefan and ask him to get the dagger from Rebekah and bring it round to yours." Damon instructed. "Tell him that Bonnie will help us get Kol and Klaus, suggest Rebekah too. See? Easy peasy." he smirked. "I'd do it, but we're not on good terms right now. He trusts you more than me."

"Fine I'll do it." Elena complained as she dialed Stefan's phone.

"Elena?" Stefan answered. "What's the matter?"

"Kol just tried to kill Bonnie." Elena told him.

"What? Is she okay?" Stefan asked.

"Yeah, she's just shaken up. She managed to hold him off, but Kol seems pretty intent on murdering everyone who's looking for that cure." Elena warned Stefan. "He threatened Damon too." as Damon looked at her giving her the thumbs up. "I thought I ought to call you and warn you." she added.

"Yeah, Klaus has me trying to convince Rebekah to give up her dagger so he can take care of Kol." Stefan told her.

"Yeah, about that, I was thinking and I want Jeremy to dagger Kol." Elena stated.

"What did you just say?" Stefan asked, sounding shocked.

"Bonnie has all this crazy new power. Hopefully she can hold him long enough for Jeremy to get a clean shot." Elena told him.

"And then what, huh?" Stefan probed.

"Bonnie should be able to get Klaus out of the picture, too, at least temporarily, she can do the same with Rebekah. Once we get this cure, none of this will matter because we can use it against them." Elena explained.

"All right, fine, but how do you plan to lure Kol in?" Stefan asked.

"We call a truce. Pretend to side with him." Elena suggested.

"What do you need me to do?" Stefan asked.

"Get the dagger from Rebekah." Elena told him. "Exactly as Klaus asked, just give it to Jeremy instead."

"Fine." Stefan told her. "I'm on my way to her place now." he told Elena, hanging up as he opened the door to Rebekah's and leaned up against the door frame watching her as she was looking through a rack of clothing.

"Still not knocking are we?" she asked, not bothering to turn around.

"I didn't want to interrupt." Stefan offered, which seemed to pacify Rebekah.

"The colors, the fabrics...The eighties were just...tragic. You know, I think shoulder pads rival 17th-century puritan smocks for crimes against fashion." Rebekah complained.

"Looking for something to wear to the dance?" Stefan asked.

"Aye. Rebekah replied. "Are you asking me to a date?"

"Actually, it was canceled." Stefan told her as he walked into Rebekah's room and closed the door behind him.

"So why are you here? Back for more dagger talk?" Rebekah said clearly upset.

"Somebody has some trust issues." Stefan laughed.

"It's called a healthy skepticism. I know you were trying to sneak out this morning. I'm not stupid." Rebekah sneered.

"Sorry, I'm...I'm still trying to get used to this." Stefan replied sheepishly.

"Do you regret it?" Rebekah asked, frowning.

"No." Stefan said honestly.

"Do you want it to happen again?" Rebekah questioned him.

"Maybe." he admitted.

"Even if I don't give you the dagger?" Rebekah asked.

"You think that I would sleep with you just to get the dagger?" Stefan replied, insulted by her claim.

"Don't give me that innocent look." Rebekah eyed Stefan suspiciously. "You've done plenty to me in the name of getting what you want. Well, I guess I should pack up these racks. Just another failed attempt at getting to a high school dance." she sighed.

"Why do you care so much about a high school dance?" Stefan asked.

"I don't. I was just bored." Rebekah protested.

"Right. Well, we can still go, if you want." Stefan suggested.

"Not if it's canceled, we can't." Rebekah grumbled.

"Since when do you care about the rules?" Stefan smiled.

"Good point." Rebekah smiled back as she went back to looking for something appropriate to wear.

Elena and Damon returned to the her house after they'd made the necessary calls from the motel and were sat at the dining room table whilst they waited for Bonnie and Jeremy. Kol was going to wait until Bonnie left before he arrived to watch Jeremy to be compelled for his own peace of mind.

"You still mad at me?" Damon asked sheepishly.

"Yes Damon." Elena snapped. "You asked Kol to threaten Bonnie. Of course I'm still mad." Elena glared at him.

"But you know why I did it don't you?" he asked. "It's for her own protection. We have to make it believable." he pleaded.

"I get it Damon, I do." Elena rolled her eyes. "I just wish you'd have told me." she sighed.

"But your surprise sold it." Damon started. "She had to..." he stopped as he heard a noise. "They're here." he whispered as Bonnie and Jeremy walked in through the front door.

"Bonnie..." Elena walked over to her best friend, who hugged her back.

"Elena." she smiled, her eyes glanced over to Damon. "Damon!" she said coolly acknowledging his presence. "So what's this all about?" she asked as they all sat down around the table. Elena turned to Damon and raised her eyebrows expectantly for him to explain the plan.

"We have a plan where Stefan is going to get the dagger from Rebekah, and we're going to lure Kol here under false pretenses of a truce." Damon explained. "Then Jeremy sticks the dagger in his chest, and we call Klaus to come and get Kol's body." Damon turned to Bonnie. "And this is where you come in Sabrina." Bonnie glared at his nickname for her. "We need you give Kol a headache and to hocus pocus a spell on the house to trap Klaus inside for a few days. We kill two Original problems with one dagger." Damon said smugly.

"I could spell the house so that the moment Kol steps inside he gets a headache." Bonnie suggested.

"Don't you need to be here for that?" Elena asked.

"I do unless you have something that belongs to Kol." Bonnie told them.

"Well it's a good job I like keeping Original momentos." Damon winked. "Kol attacked me the other day as a warning to stop trying to find the cure, he gave me this..." Damon showed Bonnie the handkerchief, who took it from him. "You need anything else?" he smiled.

"Just candles and water." Bonnie said as Elena got up and filled a glass full of water and brought some candles over to Bonnie, who lit them with one glance, before she began chanting her spell as she grabbed hold of the talisman around her neck. Both Damon and Elena notice how high the flames were burning on the candles, it must have been nearly a foot high, far more than Bonnie had ever been able to do before. They looked at each other in concern, both realizing how much power Bonnie now had. Suddenly Bonnie got up with the glass of water and went to the front door and splashed droplets of water over the entrance. Bonnie then walked to the back door and repeated the process, whilst still chanting. She came back to the table and suddenly cried "Incendia!" as flames momentarily poured out from the drops of water she'd placed at the entrances to the house. However as quickly as the flames appeared, they died away. "It's done." she smiled as the flames of the candles also disappeared. "So what do we do now?" she asked.

"We wait for Stefan to get the dagger from Rebekah, then we call Kol and Jeremy daggers him." Elena smiled. "That will be your cue to trap Klaus." she added.

"And then what?" Bonnie asked.

"We rescue Professor Creepy and the Hunter." Damon grinned.

"Nobody knows where the Hunter is." Bonnie said.

"I do!" Damon admitted.

"And what about me?" Jeremy asked.

"You're staying with Matt, Jer." Elena turned to her brother. "We don't know what we're up against in the search for the cure, and if this Silas guy is real, then I don't want you near him when we find the cure."

"Supernaturals only." Damon piped up.

"And who's going to look after Klaus?" Jeremy asked.

"Let's just say Klaus won't be too disappointed with his captor." Damon smirked.

"Caroline?" Bonnie asked.

"And Tyler." Elena added.

"So both of you need to get your stuff together as everything is going to go down tonight." Damon told Bonnie and Jeremy.

"Is that enough time for you to pack and prepare for the spell?" Elena asked Bonnie.

"It will if I get going now." Bonnie said standing up and heading towards the door.

Stefan and Rebekah arrived at the still-decorated gym which was dark and empty.

"I think I saw a horror movie that started just like this. Did you know they play movies on TV all night long now?" Rebekah asked. "Hundreds of them. So much better than those silly black-and-white picture shows we used to go to." she added as Stefan turned on the lights and music, prompting Rebekah to smiles.

"I dunno. I kinda miss the old ones. You got any requests for the DJ?" Stefan asked as he looked down at his phone and saw a text message from Matt saying: "Still looking".

"I'll let you pick. Nothing cheesy." Rebekah told him.

"Oh, that leaves out about half the decade." Stefan said as he plugged his phone into the speakers. "Hope you like The Cure." he joked.

"Funny. So is everything about the eighties so...excessive?" Rebekah asked.

"It had its charm. 'Say Anything' – Lloyd Dobler standing outside of a bedroom window with a boombox over his head, desperately trying to get back the girl of his dreams; 'Princess Bride' – Wesley slays giant rats for love; 'The Breakfast Club' – one detention turns a bunch of outcasts into allies." Stefan explained.

"So it was a decade of sentimental drivel, as well?" Rebekah said.

"Well, I was going to say love, friendship, the possibility of anything happening. You would've loved it." Stefan smiled.

"And why is that?" Rebekah asked, smiling back.

"Because as much as we both hate to admit it, we care about those things." Stefan said as he pulled out a small box.

"That better not be a corsage. I loathe corsages." Rebekah grumbled as Stefan opened the box, inside was a clip on koala corsage.

"These were all the rage in the eighties." Stefan explained causing Rebekah to laughs, as Stefan clipped it to her dress. "Let's dance." he said as Rebekah took Stefan's hand, and they began to dance.

Kol arrived at the Gilbert's a little after five to meet with Elena, Jeremy and Damon. Instead of inviting him in they stood on the porch to discuss the matters at hand.

"Okay Jeremy, Kol won't hurt you, he's here to make sure we compel you." Elena explained.

"Why are you compelling me?" Jeremy asked. "I don't need compelling to dagger Kol." he said glaring at the Original.

"No hard feelings buds." Kol smiled sarcastically. "But Nik might want to kill you for daggering me, so I'm doing you the favor." he smirked as Elena took a needle from her pocket.

"Can I have your finger Jer?" Elena asked. "We need to be certain you don't have vervain in your system." she explained as he held his hand out and she pricked his finger, causing him to wince. Kol took hold of his finger and tasted the blood.

"He's clean!" Kol stated. "Let's get this over with." he said as Damon stood in front of Jeremy and looked him in the eyes.

"When Kol comes around later, I want you to invite him in the house and dagger him." Damon told him. "After we've all left to search for the cure, I want you to go to the boarding house basement and remove the dagger from Kol, then go back to Matt's and stay there until we return. You will now go inside and not remember this conversation or that Kol was even here." he added.

"I'll invite Kol in and then dagger him, then undagger him at the boarding house when you've gone, go to Matt's and stay there." Jeremy said blankly. "I'll go back in the house now and forget this conversation happened or that Kol was here." he said as he turned around and walked back into the house.

In the gym, Rebekah was alone kicking a balloon, twirling around to Bon Jovi's 'Wanted Dead or Alive' as Stefan came back with a bottle of alcohol.

"It's amazing what you can find stashed away in the teachers' lounge." Stefan grinned as he shook the bottle.

"This song is not as terrible as the other ones." Rebekah sighed.

"This song is the godfather of rock anthems, okay" Stefan proclaimed fiercely.

"What's going on with you? You're...fun tonight." Rebekah asked suspiciously.

"I can't listen to this music without thinking of my best friend, Lexi." Stefan explained. "We spent most of the eighties together. I remember this one time she snuck us backstage and compelled half the band to do tequila shots with us before the show. She was fearless, kinda like you." he added, smiling ruefully.

"So, you slept with her, too?" Rebekah asked.

"No, it wasn't like that. I was just a better person when I was with her. I didn't think I'd ever feel that way again." Stefan said sadly.

"Until Elena?" Rebekah offered.

"Until Elena. And now, that's over." Stefan shrugged.

"That look right there? That is why I don't let myself care." Rebekah told him triumphantly.

"Well, you can say that, but we both know it's not true." Stefan insisted as a balloon suddenly popped causing Stefan to flinch.

"Don't worry. I'll protect you if Kol tracks his way to this abandoned dance." Rebekah said as she pulled down a leg warmer and showed him the dagger. "I think I'll choose the next song." she said as she noticed the music had stopped, however Stefan stopped her and took her drink.

"No, you know what? I have a better idea." he said as he set their cups down. "That way." he said pointing towards the hallway and unplugging his phone as they left the gym.

"Well, are you coming?" Rebekah asked. "And what are we doing?"

"This is called the 'Breakfast Club Slide'." Stefan told her as he ran down the hallway and slid, mimicking the slide from the movie 'The Breakfast Club'. "Like that." he said proudly prompting Rebekah to laughs.

"This is ridiculous." Rebekah complained.

"Well, that's the whole point of The Breakfast Club slide. It's supposed to be ridiculous." Stefan frowned, as Rebekah made her attempt but used vamp-speed and didn't quite manage to pull it off.

"No, that's...that's cheating." Stefan scolded her.

"What is fun about hurtling down a hallway like a teenage imbecile?" Rebekah complained.

"You're just gonna have to do it to find out." Stefan insisted as Rebekah smiled and sighed, before turning around and having another go. However her shoes just squeaked against the floor, completely impractical shoes for sliding.

"All right, it's the shoes. Take off the shoes, you'll be fine, okay?" Stefan suggested.

"This is what you want, right?" Rebekah said, realizing what he was after as she gave the dagger to him.

"Go ahead, take it. You're right. I do care. I want stupid koala corsages and a prom. I want to have kids with someone who loves me enough to stand outside my window with a stupid boombox. I want to be human. So let Klaus put down my brother. Let's go find the cure." Rebekah said sadly.

"Come on. Let's go home." Stefan told her as he pocketed the dagger.

Currently this story is due to finish at the end of season 4. Should anyone wish for me to continue it into season 5 and re-write that season, I will need to know if there is enough of a demand for it. Let me know either by PM or in a review if you wish for me to carry on.

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Mandz