A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews so far on the chapters. I am trying to update this story as fast as I can but alas I tend to get very busy J I'm glad to hear that you are enjoying the story so much. Seeing as Damon was heading along his whole 'Noble' route I figured we'd keep him on it as far as Elena is concerned. After all this is a Delena story J So here is the third chapter. I have a feeling this may be a rather short story but I'm still new at writing fan fiction stories. J So please keep the reviews coming and IF there are any ideas you have to add to it please feel free to send them my way.

Chapter Three:

Damon heard every word that was said between Stefan and Elena as they argued downstairs. His brother was being a complete fool but this sudden anger over things that would usually not bother Stefan seemed a little odd to Damon.

Stefan came marching up the stairs and Damon opened his bedroom door just as he past it.

'Stefan, what the hell are you doing, Hm?' Damon asked, leaning against the door way and folding his arms.

'Not now Damon!' Stefan snapped at his brother and began walking away.

Damon watched him as he walked away and then a crazy idea came to mind.

'This is because of Katherine isn't it?'

Stefan faltered in his stride and then turned to face Damon.

'I don't know what you're talking about.'

Damon smirked. 'Oh you are such a bad liar.'

Damon walked over to Stefan with a shocked look on his face.

'Your attitude changed completely when I told you Katherine was back. I should have heard last night in your voice. It wasn't concern or worry over the fact that your girlfriend could possibly be in danger.' Damon shook his head. 'You were…excited. You wanted to know all about her return and you weren't angry because I thought I kissed Elena, although you did a pretty good job covering that up, you were pissed off because I kissed Katherine.'

Stefan growled and lunged for his brother, hitting him into the wall.

'That is not true!'

Damon glared at Stefan, let out a low growl and pushed his brother off of him, pinning him against the wall.

'Really, then if it's not true why the hell are you getting so upset?'

Stefan said nothing and just glared at Damon.

'Silence is an admission of guilt Stefan,' Damon hissed at him and then released him before walking back to his room, slamming the door behind him.

Damon couldn't believe it. He had spent the last century and a half trying to get into the tomb to rescue Katherine because he truly loved her. Stefan had always acted as if he no longer cared about Katherine. But now as Damon looked back to when he had told Stefan he was going to bring her back, he should have seen that flicker of excitement in Stefan's eyes, seen the way he lied through his teeth about not really wanting him to get into that tomb. Damon smiled and shook his head amazed at how things had suddenly seemed to have taken a turn. Damon had been the one hell bent on saving Katherine and when he found out she was alive and apparently didn't care about him his love shattered and was replaced by hurt, anger and a hatred unlike anything he had felt in his entire existence. He told Stefan she was alive and when he did he should have noticed that small smile form on his brother's mouth. Should have seen it for what it really stood for; he was happy to hear she was alive. But Damon was too hurt to really pay much attention to it. And now here he was, pacing his room after the realization that Stefan hadn't broken up with Elena because he felt that Elena loved Damon, he had simply used that as a front. Stefan had broken up with Elena because now Katherine was back and he…Stefan Salvatore, the saintly brother, wanted to be with Katherine.

Damon ran a hand through his hair and let out a sigh. He needed to tell Elena about this because unlike his brother he never lied to Elena and he never kept things from her either so he wasn't about to start now. He looked over at the clock on the bed side table before heading into the bathroom to have a shower. He'd make a stop at the blood bank before going to see Elena; it would give him some time to think about how he was going to tell her all of this.

Elena woke up and looked over at the clock; it was now four in the afternoon. She had been asleep most of the day. She stretched out on her bed and sat up, running a hand through her hair before rubbing her eyes, trying to wake up properly. She suddenly remembered all that had happened and felt sick to her stomach for some reason, felt as though a hole had been punched through her chest.

A soft knock came at her door.

'Yeah, come in.' she said in a groggy voice.

The door opened and Jenna stuck her head into the room.

'Well hello sleepy head,' Jenna said with a smile on her face.

'Hey Jenna,' Elena replied.

'I was going to offer you something to eat earlier but when I came up here you were fast asleep.'

'Yeah….I um…I had trouble sleeping last night.'

'Do you want to talk about it?'

Elena shook her head. She did not want to have her aunt involved in all of this but something seemed to be nagging at her, telling her she should just tell her aunt about it all because somehow, sooner or later, Jenna was going to be dragged into this. But Elena didn't want to tell her all about that now. She had heard Damon compelling Jenna last night, removing her memories of what she had seen last night and for now, Elena just wanted Jenna to be completely oblivious to it all.

'Well I have something I want to talk to you about so come on down and have something to eat.'

Elena frowned at the look on her aunt's face, a look that told Elena she had obviously done something that Jenna didn't approve of. Elena nodded and got off the bed, following Jenna down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Jenna busied herself with making something to eat and Elena took a seat at the counter.

'So what do you want to talk about?'

'I want to talk about what I saw last night Elena.'

Elena's whole body tensed. Had Damon's compulsion not worked? That couldn't be possible. Damon's powers were stronger than Stefan's and she knew that.

'Okay,' Elena said warily, her heart racing and her stomach twisting itself into knots.

Jenna let out a sigh and placed a sandwich down for Elena to eat before taking a seat across from her. Jenna was serious, a frown on her face and her eyes filled with questions.

'I saw you last night, on the porch and I want to know what the hell you were thinking Elena?' Jenna stated, her eyes questioning.

Elena raised her brows in confusion.

'Saw…what exactly Jenna?'

'Oh come on Elena don't play dumb with me. You and Damon on the porch last night,' Jenna replied, irritation apparent in her voice.

Elena simply sat in silence a puzzled look on her face.

Jenna rolled her eyes.' Alright let me refresh your memory then. You and Damon were on the porch and when I opened the door the two of you were locked in a very intense kiss and it looked to me like you were enjoying it just as much as he was. So please, enlighten me as to why you were kissing him and what happened between you and Stefan to make you do something like that? I mean I know Damon is ridiculously good looking but I can sense that he's one of those bad boy types Elena.'

Elena's jaw dropped open slightly and Stefan's words from earlier suddenly seemed to make perfect sense. Jenna had seen Damon kiss Katherine on the porch and thought it was her…Damon had thought it was her too she was sure of it.

'Jenna-'

Jenna's phone began to ring and she let out a sigh.

'We'll carry on with this conversation later Elena. I have to go, its work calling.'

Jenna answered the call and grabbed her bag before walking out of the kitchen. When Elena heard the door close she raced upstairs to her room.

Elena closed the door to her room and grabbed her phone. She found Damon's number and sent him a message:

Damon we need to talk right now. Please come here as soon as you get this message. I have some serious things to discuss with you.

Elena.

Elena tossed her phone onto the bedside table and sat down on her bed, her mind in a complete state of chaos as it battled with different emotions. She needed to clear her mind and so she got out her diary and flipped through until she came to a clean page and began scribbling down all her thoughts:

Dear Diary,

My life is….I am at a loss for words really on how to describe just how chaotic my life has become. So many things have happened and my mind is unable to completely wrap itself around all of it. I found out that the man I have been calling 'Uncle John' for my entire life is in actual fact my biological father. I've hated the man my whole life and then I find this out which only makes me hate him that much more until the point when I came home last night to find him dead on the floor, a knife buried in his chest and Katherine in my kitchen.

She had obviously killed him but I was so shocked to see her standing there. It was like looking into a mirror. She looks just like me. She almost killed me last night and had Damon not done what he had done I would be dead.

Damon. So many thoughts and feelings I have right now have him at the centre of them. Katherine had told me last night of a touching moment her and Damon had shared on the porch and now Jenna told me exactly what that moment had been. But what else had been experienced that night? What had been said to lead to that moment or had Damon simply walked up to, who he thought was me, grabbed her and just kissed her? I don't know how I feel about all of this but maybe, once I've spoken to Damon, I'll know then.

Damon and I…well we've grown closer over the past few months and he's been a great friend…in his own way. Somehow I seem to understand him better than most people do and because of our growing friendship I naturally began to care about him. But Katherine said things to me last night that have me wondering if I simply care for him as a friend or if it is more than that. How could it be more than a friendship? I would have surely noticed it turning into something more…unless of course I was too busy ignoring those feelings because I didn't want them to be true.

Elena let out a sigh and read over her words so far. She could now see just how chaotic her mind was. Her words and thoughts usually flowed more smoothly, she was usually able to get her thoughts into a coherent chain of events, feelings, but now…now it was just a disheveled mess of thoughts scrawled across her page.

I need to talk to him. Right now my stomach is in knots over all of this and my chest feels like a hole has been punched through it thanks to Stefan who simply decided that I was indeed in love with Damon without even giving me the chance I needed to talk to Damon about all of this. It was so…uneasy seeing Stefan glare at me with such cold eyes. I had never seen him look at me like that. I was thinking earlier that he was acting like a typical jealous boyfriend by doing what he has done…but I feel like there's something so much more to it. Stefan in the past would never get so worked up about things like this. Maybe it had all just been building up and he finally snapped.

I wish my thoughts would flow together more clearly and that my mind would stop moving from one emotion to the next but I needed to get most of what I was feeling down in writing. I feel the slightest bit better now…but not much.

Elena closed her diary and put it back in its hiding place. There came a tapping at her window and she turned around to see Damon perched outside it a look of concern on his face. This was it. Now came the time to confront him.