Disclaimer: I own nothing. The Vampire Diaries exclusively belong to the author. I have merely borrowed the characters- especially Damon, to have a little fun with them. No money will be made and no harm intended.

Chapter 2:

It was two weeks before Camryn found the time to explore her new home. She had been meeting with contractors and started the work on bringing the monstrous house back from the ravages of not having residents for 150 years. The house wasn't anywhere close to being finished but she found herself pulling into a parking space in front of Mystic Grill. Judging by the amount of cars in the lot this seemed to be the place where the locals all got together and met to socialize after a hard week.

She checked her makeup one last time in the vanity mirror and killed the purring engine of her truck. Camryn climbed out of the cab and made her way into the Mystic Grill. Camryn spotted Stefan and Elena by the pool tables almost immediately. Stefan must have known the moment she walked in because he raised his eyes directly to hers and smiled. She returned his smile with a bright one of her own.

"Want to join us?" he asked without having to raise his voice.

Camryn looked between him and Elena, who was leaning over the table lining up her shot. It was obvious that they were there as a couple on a date and Camryn wasn't sure that she wanted to intrude on that just yet.

"Maybe in a bit. I'm going for a drink at the bar first," she answered in a low voice, knowing that Stefan would hear her as well. He nodded his agreement and turned his attention back to Elena. Camryn made a straight shot to the bar. She groaned when she noticed that the only available stool at the bar was next to Damon. She didn't know him enough to determine if she liked him or not, but he was gorgeous and that was enough to make her wary of him. Camryn contemplated leaving but it was too late to leave, Stefan had seen her and most likely even Damon knew she was here. He struck her as the kind of predator to know who walked in or out of Mystic Grill. Like a true hunter knowing where his prey was at all times. Besides, she had done her make up and gotten all dressed up to go out on the town. If you could call a pair of jeans, heels and a black halter top dressed up.

If Mystic Falls was going to be her home for a long while then she wanted to get to know the people. She wasn't a solitary person by nature, she enjoyed being around a crowd from time to time.

'Besides I deserve a good time and a good drink after the last couple of weeks.'

Camryn straightened her shoulders and walked confidently to the bar and sat down on the empty stool, being sure to draw his attention to her as she did. Damon glanced at her briefly before turning away only to look immediately back for a longer look. He smiled flirtatiously.

"Well don't you look delicious tonight. Did you get all dolled up just for me?"

Camryn laughed at Damon before she turned her attention to the bartender, who had just walked over to take her order. She looked the blonde man over; he was nice on the eyes. 'Of course he's hot. It's gotta be a law or something,' she thought.

"I'll take a Makers and Coke, please," she told him with a friendly smile. Camryn was trying to ignore Damon and his flirtatious looks.

The bartender looked her over for a moment. "I'll need to see your ID."

Camryn only smiled before she reached into the back pocket of her jeans and pulled out her license. The ID would say that she was 23. She wasn't surprised that she was being carded, it was the nature of looking 19. The bartender took the card from her hand and looked it over for a moment before handing it back to her with a smile.

"So, you're the long lost McCrea? Welcome to Mystic Falls." He turned and began making her drink. Liam had warned Camryn that it would be a big deal that a founding family member had returned to Mystic Falls.

She watched him make her drink while she studiously continued to ignore Damon. Within moments he walked back to her and set her drink on a napkin in front of her.

"Thanks. Could you start me a tab please?"

"Sure," he winked and moved down the bar to serve other customers.

"How come you haven't been back over to play with your little friend Stefan? Need me to set up a play-date with your daddy?" Damon quipped when he got tired of being ignored.

"Cute." Camryn looked over at Damon finally. She had hoped that he really wasn't as cute as she had initially thought but once her full attention was on him she found that he was indeed just as handsome. 'Crap,' she thought. She sipped her drink. "I have been busy, in answer to your sarcastically asked question of my whereabouts. There have been contractors working on making the kitchen, one bathroom, and a bedroom habitable. Of course most everything is being redone from the studs up. The last time the house was lived in there wasn't even electricity or plumbing, yet. I've been roughing it."

"Well, I've got spare room in my bed if you find it all too much." He smirked as he took a drink of his own drink.

Camryn looked him over, taking in everything from his looks to his roguish charm. "I'm guessing you don't get shot down all that often by women." She laughed lightly and gestured to the bartender for another round for them both.

"Never. And if it ever happened I'd just compel her."

"Let me save you the effort. The answer is no and will remain no. I can't be compelled. I'm guessing Stefan told you about me?"

"Some. Of course I think most of it is bull."

"I doubt it. If anything Stefan understated it. He has always looked out for me." Camryn tossed the second drink back immediately. She caught the eye of the bartender again and ordered another drink for herself and Damon as well as a round of shots. Once the drinks were brought to them she continued. "My father had always hoped to make a match of us, well since it was obvious that I had quit aging. It has broken his heart that neither of us have even the slightest feeling towards each other." She paused and considered him for a moment. "He's livid that you are in town too. I've never heard him talk about anyone the way he talks about you. He really doesn't like you Damon. I've had to promise him to stay clear of you."

"I see you are doing a great job of that one," Damon quipped as he handed Camryn her shot glass and took up his own. They tossed back the clear liquid and he felt the burning sensation as he watched her lick her lips of any remnants.

"He just doesn't understand that he has nothing to worry about. You and me won't ever happen." She smiled at him and Damon felt the incredible satisfaction of feeling the beginning of a chase. She had all but dared him into pursuing her and she didn't even know it- yet.

"Why do you say that? Don't you think I'm cute, Camryn?"

The bartender chose that moment to bring another drink to Camryn and she smiled her appreciation at him. She noticed him checking her out and it felt nice to be admired. She turned her attention back to Damon.

"Oh, Damon, you know you are more than cute. Therein lies my certainty of there never being an us. Gorgeous men can never be trusted and after 100 some odd years of being that gorgeous there is an entire headboard full of notches and I don't ever intend on being just another notch on any mans headboard, much less one more notch for an arrogant vampire."

"Damn, you sound like some man screwed you over." He threw the verbal barb out not expecting a reaction

Her green eyes flashed jade fire before she blinked and stood up. She turned back to him with a smile on her lips.

"You have no idea." She grabbed her drink in her hand and turned back to Damon. "Next time you buy the drinks." She walked off in the direction of Elena and Stefan. Damon watched her go. Now he was even more intrigued to find out about her. She was going to relieve his boredom- at least for a while.