Elena smelled a hint of nostalgia, she had smelled this mixture before and then it hit her, Damon was the man in her previous dreams! But how was that even possible when she hadn't met him before last night? She pulled the shirt on over her head and headed out into the kitchen where she found Damon with a towel over one shoulder as he flipped a pancake. "Morning." He spoke without even turning to face her. "Morning." She said, standing at the island. He turned with two plates in hand overflowing with eggs, pancakes, bacon, and sausage. "Please, sit." He placed the plates on the table as he grabbed two champagne glasses off of the counter, "Mimosa?" he asked as he sat down across from her, "Sure." She said as Damon handed her the glass.
She looked to her plate, "There's no way I can eat all of this." "You don't have to eat all of it." He said, dragging out the 'all'. "Thank-you again, really it's very generous of you, bringing me here." He moved his eggs around on his plate with a fork, "It's the least I can do, I mean it was my fault you almost died last night." Elena looked up at him, "Last night was not your fault, Stefan and I were just not right for each other, I had begun to see that awhile back it's just, he wasn't someone who liked being broken up with, he liked to be in charge." Damon nodded, not wanting to prod as she continued, "Sorry, I don't mean to bore you." "No, not at all, I like hearing what you have to say." Elena smiled as she bit into a slice of bacon, "It's just, Stefan and I were having a falling out. After he started drinking human blood again, he wasn't the same person I fell in love with. When we met, he was drinking animal blood and he convinced me that he cared about everyone and everything but then he turned into this self-loathing jackass." Damon watched her as she begun to eat, listening to everything she had to say, being completely and utterly, head over heels for her. Funny how he had just talked to her for the first time the night before and now he just adored her.
"Can I ask you something Damon?" "Yeah, anything." Elena looked down at her plate and then back up at him, "We are basically strangers, so I wanted to know why you were sending me those letters." Damon gulped, he didn't want to tell her exactly how he knew about her, but he didn't want to lie to her either. "Well, I heard about you through my ex-girlfriend Katherine, she said that there was girl that looked just like her, she had a doppelganger. At first I didn't know what that was, so I spent some time in my library until three months after she told me, I finally found out what a doppelganger was." Elena looked at him sideways, "Which is?" "A ghostly double or counterpart of a living person." "So what you're saying is that I look like your ex-girlfriend?" "I know that's what it sounds like, but there's more to me than that, at least now there is." "What do you mean?" "Well, Katherine broke up with me soon after when I found out she was cheating on me with some guy named Mason. I left town, not wanting to ever see her again when I stumbled on your little town. I thought it was a nice change, you see I lived in New Jersey and Virginia sounded like a nice change, but after getting a place and everything I went out to lunch one day at the Grille and I saw you, waitressing. At first I thought you were Katherine, you see Katherine liked to mess with people's minds, compelling anyone and everyone she met basically. So I waited till closing, the bartender came over to me telling me you were closing up and so I left." Damon decided to leave out the part of following her home and stalking her for over two months.
Elena listened as he went on, "I saw you again, jogging down my street and then the next day at the park with some friends." Elena thought for a moment before saying, "That must have been a week ago; I was with Caroline and Bonnie." Damon nodded, "As I watched you, I came to notice that you were nothing like Katherine, that you were the complete polar opposite. Does this creep you out?" Elena chuckled, "A little bit, but its ok, I rather have you stalking me than having an abusive boyfriend." Damon smiled, "Good, I thought that they might've scared you off." "I wanted to tell you something though." She spoke, "I was having some dreams about a man who took care of me, this might sound a little crazy, but I think that man was you." Damon smiled, "That sounds nice." Elena smiled, standing to put her dish in the sink, "That's what I thought too."