I slipped the key card into the door, and there was the green light click signaling that the door had been unlocked. I pushed open the heavy door and walked straight for the bed collapsing on the uncomfortable top, what I would give to be back in Damon's plump bed.

I felt Damon's presence at my feet, and I could feel him take off my shoes. He collapsed beside me puling me close and that's how we fell asleep.

"Mmm, Damon," I breathed as his hands frantically hitched my skirt, his lips delicately touching and caressing my neck. My hands were locked in his hair. I was panting almost exploding in anticipation.

We were in the women's bathroom at the Grill for Caroline's birthday party. An elaborate overdone affair that I didn't want to go to, but Damon and his silver tongue managed to convince me. I was just starting to pay attention to life again.

A couple of weeks had gone by since Florida and Alaric's condition still hadn't improved. He had been airlifted back to Mystic Falls hospital, and I visited him every day hoping that he would improve in some way or another. But at the same time I wanted him to stay in his peaceful coma, at least there he didn't have to know about Jenna.

I wanted to keep Jenna above ground for as long as possible because burying her would be unacceptable, admitting defeat. However, the hospital had informed us along with a compensation cheque that due to an intern error her corpse had been sent to a local funeral home where they had cremated her and spread her ashes in their garden, all under the assumption she was an unclaimed body.

When I heard that news I didn't react well. It ended with Damon pinning me down so I wouldn't hurt anyone. I was still unsure of how I was going to deal with it, all I knew was that making love to Damon at every available opportunity helped.

"Hang on," He growled and hitched me up. His member was already at full attention, even though a lot had changed in the past couple of weeks what didn't change was commando was the only way to dress around Damon. The familiar feel of him inside me was incredible, the angle we were at got him at maximum depth.

"Damon," I gasped enjoying the feel. God left my vocabulary when it came to sex with Damon, he was my sex god. And he did not disappoint.

He had me pinned between his glorious body and the brick wall.

There came a banging on the bathroom door just as I was about to reach my climax. Damon clamped his hand over my mouth to muffle my moan as I came around him. Damon bit my neck to stifle his satisfaction and I felt the familiar warmness of his cum inside me.

I buried my face in his neck thawing like ice around him, glad I had the leverage of him and the wall keeping me up right.

Damon put his thumb under my chin, and through hooded eyes gave me a hot steamy kiss that consisted more of our tongues than our lips. Just as our momentum was picking up for round two the sharp knock came at the door again.

"Damon, you in there?" Stefan asked from the other side of the door. If a cold shower came in human form it was Stefan.

I broke away from Damon appalled and mouthed "I'm going to kill him."

For some infuriating reason Damon smiled.

"What?" I demanded as quietly as I could, but it was useless considering that Stefan would be able to hear us anyways.

Then Damon started laughing, it was uncontrollable and wildly refreshing.

"It's not funny Damon," I exclaimed, but I couldn't entirely keep the scowl on my face.

"It is after everything we just been through were thick as thieves and my brother doesn't get that," he gently caressed my cheek. "How 'bout we get out of here?" he asked.

I sighed "Caroline would be upset if we left,"

"You saw her cut the cake and play tonsil hockey with Tyler. Your friends know you're alive. It's safe to go," He explained.

I pondered that for a minute then nodded my head.

"Do you want to leave first, or should I?" I asked.

"Let's leave together, it's not like anybody watching wouldn't assume what our absence meant anyway."

So that's what we did. When we walked out we saw Stefan sulking and brooding against the wall. His brow furrowed at an angle I've never seen before.

"Jeez Stefan, I know you wanted a mustache when you were younger but you're eyebrows belong above your eyes" Damon said.

Stefan narrowed his eye "How are the wedding plans coming you two?"

Stefan had hit a nerve with me on that one, "oh, you know we decided to call it off because I'm considering falling in love with you again,"

Pathetically he smiled brightly and asked "Really?"

Without missing a beat I snapped "No" and wrapped my arm around Damon's waist.

As we walked out the front door Caroline caught my eye, and did a hand motion that told me she approved of my disappearance. It was also in between the lines that she was just itching to get me alone.

Once outside in and buckled into his Camaro I asked Damon.

"So where are you taking me?"

"That's for me to know and for you to find out." He said cryptically. I groaned knowing that it would be something I would definitely disapprove of but couldn't do anything about.

"If you taking me cliff diving again I swear I'll kick your butt, I don't care how big and strong you are,"

"I'll have you know I consider that verbal abuse," he joked as he started the engine and took off.

"I'll get you the number for the hotline," I teased back.

"How thoughtful of you,"

I didn't get to rebuttal because my phone rang. It was the hospital.

"Hello" I answered, I hardly let the first ring complete.

"Is this Ms. Gilbert?" A caring voice on the other end asked.

"Yes, this is she." I said. My other hand grasped Damon's free hand.

"This is about our patient Mr. Saltzman; you are registered as his next of kin."

"Okay, what about him?" I said tightly.

"Are you okay with receiving information about him, I also have a Mr. Jeremy Gilbert listed." I had never wanted to throttle someone through the phone so badly.

"Yes," I snapped "Now can you just tell me about Ric?"

"Well there is no need to be snarky to me ma'am."

"Is my uncle alive or dead?" I enunciated every syllable

"Uncle?"

"Oh for the love of god, can you just tell me why you called?"

"Not with that attitude I won't,"

I growled into the phone.

"If you can't calm down ma'am I'm going to have to call the next person on the list."

If what she needed to tell me wasn't about Ric I would've thrown my phone out the window.

I over exaggerated a big sigh.

"Better?" She asked.

"much" I said through gritted teeth.

"Well I would like to inform you that, Mr. Saltzman has woken up, He has been asking for you, and he said to also bring Damon, I'm assuming you know who that is?"

I ended the call and turned to Damon who was listening to the conversation. I could see that he was trying to keep the relief from his face. Just because he was up didn't mean he was better. I remembered back to a medical show I watched on TV, where the patient got better before he's significantly worse.

Damon took a sharp turn and we headed in the direction of the hospital.

He offered me his hand. "It's going to be okay" although he didn't seem entirely convinced with his declaration.

I took his hand not wanting to let go.

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