Hey everybody! I hope everybody is doing great :) I'm actually on a week long break right now, so I'm doing great! I've also had some time to write, and will try to get a bunch done before I have to go back to school :) oh, and who watched last night's episode? may I say EPIC? I think that was the best episode this entire season :) or maybe I've just missed it so much since...last week. Anyways, because I thought that episode was absolutely amazing, I'm posting a new chapter tonight! Hope you enjoy it, and here it is, chapter 8! :D

Damon didn't know where she'd be, but the first place he thought she'd go was home. He rushed out to his car, and started driving in the direction of Elena's house. He tried to call her phone, but it went straight to voicemail. He automatically thought the worst, and picked up speed hoping he wouldn't get pulled over by Liz, since he wouldn't be able to compel his way out of it.

When he finally turned down Maple Street, he drove down to Elena's house. Turning off the car, he hopped out and sped to the front door. He knocked, and a few minutes later Jenna answered it. She glared at him, and said, "What do you want, Damon?"

"Is Elena home?" Damon asked, quickly getting to the point. Jenna glanced upstairs, and when she turned back around Damon saw more concern for Elena than hatred towards him in her eyes.

"Yes, she came home early because she wasn't feeling good. I don't know what happened, but she's pretty broken up."

"Can I go see her? Stefan was worried about her and wanted me to see if she was okay," Damon asked more for himself than his little brother, expecting a response along the lines of 'Hell no, you pedophile'. But surprisingly enough, Jenna simply nodded her head and moved out of the way to let him through. He walked upstairs at an agonizingly slow pace, and as soon as Jenna was out of view he sped to Elena's room.

She was sitting on her window seat quietly sobbing, but when she felt the breeze from him, she turned around. Sure, she'd had prettier days, but Damon had to admit that she was still stunning even with her mascara running down her face. As soon as she saw Damon, she turned back around and a new set of sobs wracked her chest.

Slowly, he walked over and sat across from her on the bench. She turned to look at him, and simply said, "I swear, I'm not crazy."

"I know."

"I'm not, I'm really….you know? What do you mean you know?" she asked. He looked at her, and realized that she truly believed that they thought she was going insane.

"Elena, I know you've been under a lot of stress lately, but you're strong. It would take a hell of a lot more than a bad feeling to make you crack under pressure. Plus, Stefan told me", Damon said like it was the easiest thing in the world. Elena stopped crying and just stared at him. Then a wave of confusion spread over her.

"What do you mean 'Stefan told you'?"

"He said you thought you knew the new guy, but you didn't. Then he realized you didn't have your necklace on. Please tell me you were not stupid enough to take it off on your own—especially with everything that's happening with werewolves and originals and other people kidnapping you."

"What are you talking about, Damon? I would never take my necklace off. It's right—" she said, looking down. But with a loud gasp, she realized that it was gone. Her necklace was gone. "Oh my god", she whispered, "What...? Who…? Where…where's my necklace?" She started to hyperventilate, and Damon reached over to hold her hand.

Slowly her breathing came back to normal, then she looked down at her and Damon's hands. She slipped hers out and she got up and fell down on her bed. Damon looked over at her, but decided to stay where he was. He was here to comfort her, and that wouldn't work if she kicked him out for making a move.

"So this is why I thought Stefan was crazy when he asked about last night. Damon, what happened?" she whispered, scared to hear the answer. But when Damon began to tell her of the events that had played out that night, she just sat back, amazed that she was even alive after what happened at the grill. But something still confused her.

"Why can't I remember any of this?"

"Last night you had a bit of trouble remembering, so I guess when you went to sleep you just…forgot?" Damon said, unsure of what had actually happened. "You don't remember anything from last night?"

"Nothing."

"Okay. Well that's odd, but I don't think it's anything to worry about", Damon replied. He looked down at his phone and realized the time. He was going to be late to the emergency meeting—Stefan was going to kill him! Well, try. Damon could still throw him across the parking lot probably, a lot like he did the night he came back to Mystic Falls—but still, Stefan would be pissed. "Oh shit! Elena, I have to go!" He sped out the window before she could even ask him anything else.

Well? Did you like it? I hope you did! I figured Damon and Elena should get some time, but like I said—Elena and Stefan will end together :) So don't you worry! Ok, so now that I've ruined the ending for the….fourth time? Something like that… anyways :) remember, feedback is love, people! So read and review!

-kiki :)