Hii!! Sorry for the wait! As I said in my other story, I have a laptop now, so I'll be working on my fanfictions late into the night! YAY!

Chapter Three: Damon's House

Where... the hell did he take me...?

Elena was peering through the somewhat tinted window sheld, staring at the huge house in front of her. Damon was chuckling beside her as he turned off the purring engine. She shot him a sideways glance, then looked back at the house, her mouth only slightly open.

"Jeez, it's like you've never seen a big house before," Damon said, opening his car door and stepping out. He leaned down to peer at her. "You coming or not? Didn't you say that you were looking for me?"

"Uh... yeah...." She got out of the car and slamed the door. Turing to the house, she looked up at his house like a tourist looking at the skyscrapers in New York. But, she was getting over it. There were more important things to be settled. "I have to ask you something," she said, looking around his yard.

Damon was already walking up to his front door, unlocking it and stepping in. He motioned for Elena to hurry up. When she walked in past him, she was even more surprised by the things inside his house. A big screen TV, a pool table, huge speakers, bookcases with books piled in them. And that was only the living-room. "Ask away," he said.

"Well..." she started, walking over to the one of the bookcases and running her finger down the spine of an old looking book. "When I woke up this morning, something didn't feel... right."

He was watching her, still standing at the front door. "What do you mean?"

She sighed, "I don't know. Something just didn't feel right. Because.... I was sleeping with Stephan-"

"Tch."

Elena shot him another glance, her blonde hair fell behind her shoulder in the process. "I woke up next to Stephan, and I realized something."

"And what, pray tell, may that be?" He had gone over to the couch and ploped down on it, still watching her.

"That I..." her fists tightened into a fist, and she looked down, her straight blonde hair covering the side of her face. "That I love you."

Everything seemed to freeze in the awkward silence that followed her words. Even the birds that were outside seemed to stop chirping.

Elena turned her head slightly to look at Damon, his face was stern but his eyes were wide. (A/N: He's thinking "Bitch say what, now?" LOL!)

She took a few steps toward him. "Why..? Why do I love you know? Did you do something?" she asked, althought she sounded more like she was pleading.

He stood up quickly, and was by her in a flash. She made a small sound as he cornered her into the wall, his arms beside her, leaning on the wall so that she couldn't escape. He leaned in close to her face, his lips mear inches away from hers. "So, it's me you love, now, hmm? Well, I sure didn't do anything to make that happen, but whatever did it, I'm thankful." Then he leaned down and kissed her lips deeply.

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"Like I said, Stephen, I haven't seen Elena at all today. It's only 1:48 p.m. anyway." Matt said, scratching his read. He was leaning on the door frame, staring at Stephen who looked like he just metally cussed at himself. "What's wrong...?"

Stephen glanced up at him, his eyes were like daggers. "She's missing. When I woke up this morning, she wasn't there."

Matt's eyes grew wide. "What do you mean 'she's missing'?"

The vampire sighed, and his gaze narrowed. He didn't have time for this. "If you care, you'll help me look for her." With that, he turned around and stalked off Matt's front porch. He was halfway down the street before he heard the running footsteps behind him, the next moment, Matt had caught up to him.

"Where do you think we should start?" He asked.

"Frist, I think we should go tell Bonnie and Meredeth. They'll want to know."

Matt just nodded and followed Stephan toward's Bonnie's house first.

YAY! Now, I know it's another short chapter, but hey... at least I updated, eh?