N: A longer chapter, just for you. I am hoping it would make you review.

Thank you Dez2sweet for proofreading this.

Don't get too comfortable

"You lost a lot of weight," Giuseppe observed. "Was the hospital food that horrible? You should've said something; we would have had Emily prepare something for you."

"No. As far as hospital food goes, it was pretty good," Elena answered.

"We should get you back in shape. I don't tolerate puniness in my family," he answered and Elena smiled taking a small sip from her glass of wine. She didn't really like wine, especially the red one, but Katherine must've liked it because even before dinner was served, Emily poured her a glass. The fact that it was a very high-quality wine, helped a little. It was good and a bit sweet.

"Your boobs got smaller," Rebekah commented all of a sudden. Before Elena got the chance to say anything; Giuseppe put its fork down and shot the girl an ice-cold glance.

"No rude comments at the table. I thought we talked about this," he said and the young woman rolled her eyes.

"I'm not being rude, just honest. She's practically a walking corpse and everybody keeps telling her how great she looks!"

"Enough!" Giuseppe yelled and that was enough to get Rebekah to shut up. "I'll have some coffee, Emily," he said and Elena added a 'me too' in her head. Once the coffee was in front of Giuseppe, the smell made Elena's mouth water. Since Katherine was taking tea instead of coffee, she had to give it up.

Elena's eyes flew from Giuseppe's cup of coffee To Rebekah and then stopped on the girl's mother. Emily just filled her wine glass and she seemed very happy about that. It didn't take Elena long to realize what was Caroline's mysterious disease. She always had a drink in hand, no matter how much or how often someone from the family was trying to keep the alcohol away from her.

She was a very attractive woman: natural blonde hair, like her daughter's. Her eyes were deep blue, with a hint of green and it made her irises look like the clear water of the ocean. Her skin was so white, like the porcelain, but her cheeks were always flushed. Elena noticed that she was looking at her husband with certain desperation in her eyes.

"For God's sake, could someone just…" Rebekah started, pointing at Anna. Elena immediately turned her attention towards the child who was seated between her and Damon. Her experience with children was limited, but she remembered them being neurotic, talkative and sometimes annoyingly active. Not this child though. Anna was abnormally subdued. After Elena caught her meat into little pieces, she ate them one by one in silence.

Now, Anna's face was covered in chocolate and there were tiny pieces falling on her pale pink dress.

"This is too disgusting to watch. May I be excused?" Rebekah asked and without waiting for permission, she stood up. "I'm going to the movies, anybody want to go?" There was a short silence. "Guess not," and with that she stormed out of the house without another word.

"Your girl's out-of-control, Stefan," Giuseppe said.

"He's spoiling her. He would let her get away with murder, "Caroline mumbled after emptying her glass.

"I'm trying," Stefan protested.

"She's acting out. She should be in school at her age. Discipline and education are things the young lady learns in school."

Elena agreed that Rebekah was entirely out-of-control. Of course, it wasn't her place to say anything. She chose to ignore what was happening around her and concentrate on Anna. She took a wet napkin and tried cleaning up the little girl's face.

"The cake is so good. That's why we got it all over the place. Is that right sweetie?" The child ignored Elena completely. "Damon I think she needs a bath. Do you mind if I…"

"Sure, go ahead, I'll come later on to kiss her good night," Damon said and Elena picked up Anna from her chair.

"You need help, Katherine?" Antonella asked.

"No, it's okay."

***Lucky 13***

"I see nothing has changed," Caroline said as she took a seat by the edge of the bed.

"What are you talking about?" Stefan asked.

"You. You're still all over your brother's girl. Aren't you ashamed? She is his wife. How can you live with yourself knowing that you desire your own brother's wife?"

"Shut up, Caroline! You have no idea what you are talking about."

"Don't I? You think I'm stupid but I'm not. You think I don't see the way you look at her? You were practically drooling."

"It's the alcohol, you're imagining things," Stefan mumbled. He turned off the TV and got in bed beside her.

"Are you in love with Katherine, Stefan?" She asked in a soft, weak voice.

"I'm not in love with her," he protested and Caroline scoffed.

Caroline Angela Forbes had been a golden queen growing up. Someone who has known her back then would've never guessed she would turn out the way she did.

She graduated top of her class from Mystic Fall High. In her first year of college she met Stefan Salvatore. She fell madly in love with him from the first second she laid eyes on him. She loved him ever since. No one has ever denied her anything so it didn't take long for her to get his attention. Even if marriage and commitment were the last things on Stefan's mind, when Caroline told him she was pregnant, after only six months of dating, he chose to do the right thing. He married her in the next two weeks. Caroline gave birth to Rebekah, 10 months after the wedding. Now, either she had experienced the longest pregnancy in history or she tricked Stefan. Of course, he never accused her of anything, but the guilt, the two miscarriages and her father's death had been enough to take down the Queen of Mystic Falls. It started off with a glass of wine every evening, then it turned into two, and soon she was asking for a bottle of her own. The doctors forbid her to have any more children. Caroline has always wanted a little boy, knowing that her dream would never come true devastated her.

"Have you noticed the changes?" Caroline asked.

"What changes? She already explained why she is writing with her right hand."

"No, I'm not talking about that. The way she's sucking up to Damon and her extra care for Anna. She's actually acting like a wife and a mother. It's not just that, she is just… Different."

"Almost dying changes people Caroline," Stefan said absent.

"I don't believe that. She is up to something; don't ask me how I know, I just do. I think she wants to be a senator's wife. She realized that if she continues to act the way she used to, Damon would ask for a divorce."

"You're drunk, just go to sleep Caroline."

"I know you don't love me, you never did…" Caroline murmured. Stefan didn't say anything and a few minutes later Caroline fell asleep. Stefan let out a deep sigh; he picked up a blanket and covered Caroline with it, then he turned around and tried falling asleep himself.

***Lucky 13***

When Damon entered Anna's room, he found her and Elena still in the bathroom.

"I thought you would be in bed by now," he said and the child just shrugged.

"We got distracted by the bubble bath, didn't we Anna?" Elena explained. The little girl smiled. She seemed to be having a great time. Damon couldn't help the warm feeling he got seeing his daughter happy.

"I see," he said smiling.

"Show daddy your new trick," Elena encouraged the little girl.

The child took a hand full of suds and blew as hard as she could, sending clumps of white foam in all directions. Several have landed on Elena's nose which caused her to sneeze and Anna started giggling.

"We better take her before she manages to do some real damage," Elena said grabbing the child.

"I'll take her," Damon said preparing Anna's bath-robe.

He carried the child into the room and placed her by the edge of the bed. After drying her using a towel, Damon asked Elena for pajamas.

Elena turned around and watched the three drawers confused.

"The third," Damon said.

She handed him the pajamas and helped get Anna dressed. While Damon was cleaning up the room she took a brush and took a seat beside the child to brush her hair.

After they both kissed Anna good night, they turned off the lights and got out of the room. Elena didn't get the chance to say anything or do anything as Damon grabbed her arm and pulled her inside the room, pressing her against the wall.

"What do you think you're doing?" Damon asked in an angry voice.

"What are you talking about?"

"I don't know what game you are playing, but Anna doesn't deserve this."

"Why are you so sure it's a game? You're not giving me a chance…" She exclaimed.

"You don't deserve a chance, Katherine. You forget, I know you, I know your games. You're all nice and sweet just before you go for the kill. You can't fool me, but Anna, she's just a kid, she doesn't know it's not real. It's only natural she will respond to this act you're pulling off. If you hurt her again, I swear I'll make you pay. What I told you before the accident still stands. After the elections I wanted a divorce. I don't care what you do after that, but as long as you're still my wife I expect you to act like it."

"I changed, why won't you see it."

"Because I know you…"

"Are you sure… Are you sure you know me?" Elena asked in a whisper. Her voice was now low and seductive. She knew that she was practically prostituting herself, but she thought that her feminine weapons might help her.

Elena managed to release herself from his grasp. She took advantage of her free hand and curled her hand around his neck, burying her fingers in his hair to pull him down, into a kiss. At first she got no reaction, he stood completely still as if he was afraid of something. Ten seconds later he regained control. His right hand cupped her face as his body was pressing against hers, pushing her painfully against the cold wall. She didn't mind, he was kissing her that was all that mattered. At this point she would take anything he was giving her.

Even if Damon's words were meant for Katherine, Elena took them as if they were meant for her. She didn't mean to, she didn't want to, but every time he would look at her in that disappointed way and told her all those horrible things, he was hurting her.

A soft moan escaped her lips when Damon pushed his hips forward and she was able to feel h erection pressed against her pubic bone.

In less than ten seconds, Damon stepped away from her and a disgusted expression was painted on his face. In times like this she would feel cheap and dirty. She would remember that she desires another woman's husband, a man who doesn't belong to her.

"You almost had me."

Elena's eyes left Damon's and traveled down south on his package.

"Yes, I'm hard, but I rather die from it than ever sleep with you again," Damon said before leaving the room.

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