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Elena's POV

"Here!" I jumped slightly and glanced up, startled, as Damon handed me a glass. His voice was magnified and loud and I shook my head to clear the ringing produced by the sound. I still wasn't used to the perks of being a vampire, and the way everything seemed louder and clearer still surprised me.

I glanced down as Damon nudged me. "A littler early for happy hour, don't you think?"

"Relax Elena. It's just water, drink it." He urged, shoving it into my hands. The glass almost slid out of my grasp, but I managed to catch it before it shattered on the floor. I grinned slightly. Sometimes, vampire instincts were very useful.

Then I studied the glass. The water had swirling patterns and was caved in at the middle, giving the impression it was just stirred. I raised my eyebrow in suspicion, setting the glass back on the table and pushing it away. It certainly didn't look like water, and the further it was away from me the better.

I glared at Damon and surprisingly he shrank back. Putting my hands on my hips, I gave him a leveled stare until he relented. "Fine! You got me. There's a little vervain inside."

I gaped, my hand pausing in the motion of nudging the water even further away. Shrinking back, I cradled my hand protectively even though it never even touched the contents of the glass. "What? Damon!"

Damon looked slightly uncomfortable. "I'm only being considerate. I mean, it's like you want to become Stefan 2.0. You're already a bloodaholic like him. Do you want to be compelled by Klaus as well?"

I paused, thinking over his words, then sighed. Glancing at the glass and slowly picking it up, I narrowed my eyes and tried to convince myself that Damon was right. Then I got the creepy feeling that the contents of the water was going to slosh out and splash my face with the vervain, and quickly tried to put it back down. Before I could, however, a hand closed around mine, effectively stopping it from moving.

"Elena." Damon gave me a slightly exasperated, but pleading look. Deep down, I knew. I had to drink it. I stopped lowering the glass and slowly put it to my lips, taking a deep breath. Then I took a sip.

It was only a small sip, but I almost spat it all over the table as a burning sensation overtook my body. My insides felt like they were being ripped from inside of me, and I can honestly say I've never felt this type of pain before, ever, in my life. My mouth tasted bitter as if I've just ate a dozen pickles.

Then I heard the soft, soothing words and decided to focus on that instead. Damon was slowly murmuring something, and I noticed he had taken the glass out of my hand. As the painful moment passed, I swallowed the taste in my mouth and looked up to see Damon finishing the glass without hesitation. As he swallowed, he winced slightly, but other than that he remained emotionless as he placed the glass on the sink. I stared in awe, wondering how he managed to build up such a tolerance for something as awful as vervain.

"Not the best taste in the world, I know. But it's something we need if we want Stefan back." He said to me. I managed a nod, then sat up from my hunched position as his words registered in my brain.

Right, Stefan. It's my fault he's with Klaus. I spent every waking hour, since I got rescued, thinking of a way to save him. So far, nothing. "Oh my god. Stefan is still there. So, do you have a plan?"

Damon paused. "No."

I had been looking at him expectantly, but now I shrank back and groaned."Great. Neither of us have plans. What are we going to do?"

Damon was silent as he walked to the window, staring at the scenery outside. "The only thing we can do - think of something."

"So what? All you're going to do is just stand there all day thinking?!"

"No. I could also sit down to do it." Damon replied, smiling sarcastically. I glared at him.

"Damon!" I complained, scowling. "We have to do something to save him! And we still haven't done anything other then think of plans that don't work."

Damon moved to the couch. "Yeah. Elena. I'm thinking."

Damon's POV

I kept telling myself to start thinking of a good plan, but my mind was blank as I stared out the window. The only thing that was actually on my mind was what Elena said to me the other night, and it was replaying over and over in my head, taking up all my thinking space.

"Damon, I've made my choice. I know it's probably long overdue, but I want to wait until Stefan is here. I want to tell you guys both together."

She was choosing. Again. So yes, maybe I don't want to rescue him. Rescue Stefan. I never thought I would admit this, but I'm scared. What if Elena chooses Stefan again? All that's in it for me is heartbreak. Katherine chose Stefan over me. What's to say Elena wont do the same?

Love is overrated. And it sucks. Big time.

In the midst of my musings, I almost didn't hear the door open until footsteps came towards the living room where I was standing. Turning around, I snarled, fully prepared to attack however came in. If there was any sign of Klaus or Rebekah, I was ready

The person walked into view. It was Bonnie. I sat back.

Rolling my eyes, I watched as Elena hopped up in excitement. "Bonnie! So glad you came, I really need your help."

Oh. Right. That evil witch. All my anger towards her was building up, and it took every fiber in my body to stop myself from hurting Bonnie. Growling slightly, I dug my nails into the sofa and clenched my teeth, glaring at the glass balanced evenly on the table and half-wishing it would just crash.

"So you told Damon that Klaus wanted his body back. Why is that? Do you have any ideas?" Elena was asking Bonnie in her serious tone.

Bonnie shrugged.

"No. None. I read through tons of spell books, nothing will explain this." Bonnie said. She glanced at me, then quickly glanced away at my murderous expression.

"Yeah. It's just Klaus being Klaus." I added through gritted teeth.

Elena looked at me weirdly, but I ignored her as I continued staring at the glass. "Elena. Did Klaus act weird, while you were there? Or were you just mostly guarded by his hybrids?"

Elena frowned slightly. "He didn't have any hybrids." She muttered after a while.

"What? Klaus without hybrids? That's like penguins without snow!"

"Yeah." Bonnie followed up. "That's weird. Why would Klaus stand there and guard when he could just order the hundreds of hybrids to do the work instead?"

Maybe Klaus realized Hybrids are like his slaves, and that was cruel. I shook my head in horror at my thoughts, shuddering. I was softening way too much. I was almost like Stefan now, and the next thing I knew I would be taking in pet bunnies.

But if being like Stefan could win me Elena...

"Damon? Are you okay?" Elena looked at me with concern etched onto her features. I nodded stiffly, and Bonnie continued the direction of the conversation.

"Maybe it's because he doesn't have the hybrids." she said, nodding. "Yeah, that's it."

"Oh my god!" Elena exclaimed. "That fits. He needs his body back to prove to the Hybrids that he's actually Klaus."

"Smart, Elena." I flashed her a smile, completely ignoring the fact that Bonnie thought of the idea first. In that moment, I could imagine Elena and I together forever. For eternity. We would hold hands, and Elena would look at me like I looked at her and say 'I finally found the love that consumed me.' Then I-

"Uh, guys we still need a plan." The witch interrupted. I glared at her. Buzzkill Bonnie.

I could think of all the ways to torture her. If only she didn't have her witchy powers, I would smash her against the wall. It had been a long time since I smashed anyone into a wall, and I was beginning to miss it.

Then I would bite her. Not for the pleasure of tasting blood, but with the intention of hurting someone. I would tear her throat out-

"Guys." Elena said, cutting off my train of murderous thoughts. I seemed to be spacing out a lot lately.

Elena was saying something else, but I wasn't listening. Bonnie gasped, and I looked at her.

"What?"

She gestured at Elena, putting her hands to her mouth. I looked at Elena.

"I have a plan." She said.

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