"I'll get you some tea." Damon said, covering Elena in a blanket on the couch. "Damon really I'm fine." She said, curling up into the blanket. "Are you sure?" "Yeah, just hold me." Damon knew he was getting mixed signals from her but he would do anything and everything for her, no matter what. "Sure." He said as he sat down beside her as she leaned into his side. An hour or so later, Elena was breathing deep breaths as Damon picked her newlywed style, carrying her to his bed. She had a long day; it would take a while for her to get over Stefan. He was a big part of her life, if anyone understood that it was Damon. As Damon lied her down, pulling the blankets up and over her he leaned down, placing a chaste kiss to her forehead when he heard a knock at the door. Damon looked to his watch, who would be knocking on his door at 10pm on a Sunday? He opened the door to find that last person on the earth he's want to see on the other side, leaning against the door frame. "Katherine." "Hello Damon." She said sweetly, leaning in to hug him, "What no kiss?" "How did you find me here?" he asked, ignoring her question as she walked past him and into the apartment. "Nice place you have here." Damon turned, shutting the door, "Answer the question Katherine." She looked up at him through her lashes, "I know people." Damon rolled his eyes, "You need to leave." She cocked her head to the side, "Why? You have some lady friend over?" Damon sighed, "What do you want?" Katherine smirked, "Who is she?" she headed off into the direction of the bedroom and stopped short when she reached the doorway, letting out a slight gasp.
"You naughty boy, my doppelganger?" she turned to face him, "How's you find her?" she asked, sounding interested. "She lives here in Mystic Falls and I didn't exactly find her. It was more like stumbled upon her." Katherine rolled her eyes, "Whatever, so you were really that desperate? You couldn't have me so you went after my doppelganger?" Damon growled, "I'm not desperate and I don't need or want you, not anymore." Katherine walked up to him, "Does she know about you? Hell, does she know about me?" "Yes." Katherine nodded, as she inched closer. "You should go." Damon said breathily as she dragged a nail down his thin white t-shirt. "Why, you don't like me anymore?" Damon gulped slightly, attempting to ignore her beauty, "No." "Is that so?" she asked, standing up straight, "That's a shame, you got even hotter, if that's even possible." She said under her breath and begun heading out the door. "Goodbye Katherine." Damon said, watching her go. Katherine poked her head back through the door way, "Oh I'm not going anywhere honey. I kinda like it here, it's so southern chic." She grinned, "I'll be seeing you." Then she was gone.