Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Vampire Diaries which includes both the book and T.V. series. Only L.J. smith owns the character's and anything affiliated with the Vampire Diaries series. I merely am writing a fanfiction plot I came up with and any made up character's that aren't affiliated with Vampire Diaries.

Summary: Elena left Mystic Fall's out of fear of becoming like Katherine and tearing the Salvatores apart as soon as she notices she is developing more then friendly feelings for the older Salvatore. Time passes and she comes back with new people will both or one Salvatore return. What happens when they do return? How will Elena deal with them now that she's a vampire?

Author's Note: Hope you enjoy this chapter.

As soon as Elena turned around her lips parted slightly and her eyes widened in incredulity.

Asher stood there with his rich coral red mocha tinged hair illuminated by strobe lights that reflected in the colors of his hair and a grin played on his straight, sharp, white teeth that was currently illuminated by lights.

She noticed he had changed into simple blue jeans, his usual black boots and black t-shirt with a splash of intricate green and blue calligraphy on the surface; the shirt was sleeveless therefore his creamy porcelain skin that belonged to his bare arms stood out.

The stud that was presently glinting in his left ear had been changed for a more complex design; it seemed to be in the shape of a dagger. His eyes seemed to glow like twin iced violets.

Asher seemed to sway slightly as he walked and he had a smug expression on his face with his usual childish smirk playing on his lips.

Elena gave him a long look that said. What in god's name are you doing here?

Asher planted himself in between Damon and Elena while he flashed her a bigger grin. "Hello, dearest one." Elena rolled her eyes.

"You must be this beautiful lady's boyfriend or should I say mate." Damon smirked up at Asher who's eyes widened and then he let a huge laugh.

"Her and I mates…boyfriend and girlfriend? Oh…how I wish we were…Ow! Was that necessary what is it national abuse Asher month!" Elena had slapped Asher's arm, not hard mind you, he had just pretended she had hit him really hard.

He clutched his arm and pouted.

"I find that, that was necessary…You'll have to ask Zephyr about that national abuse Asher month stuff." She smirked up at him and he stuck out his tongue.

As he spoke he began wolfishly smiling. "Anyways as I was saying, before the abuse…No we aren't, that would be like dating my little sister or…"Asher scrunched up his face as he trialled off.

He continued after a minute as he scratched his head. " Or best friend…I haven't ever really thought of her that way, to tell you the truth." Asher wolfishly grinned at Damon before sipping his drink.

"Mind you I think I'm starting think of her that way…" Asher turned to Elena and his grin grew as he leaned in closer.

Both of Elena's hands shot out, gripped his shoulders and shoved lightly enough that he got the message and moved away. Asher was much, much older than her and even much older than the Salvatore Brothers, so she knew he had moved away of his own accord, he could have leaned in more and more if he wanted to.

Elena slapped his arm lightly again that would have been taken as something like a love tap. "Stop that! Next time you do that I'll aim somewhere dangerous." She raised a single brow as he shivered.

"Okay, Okay. Though I know your just kidding around." He flashed her a big smile and sipped at his drink again as he ruffled her hair, she just glared at him and he just smiled back innocently.

Suddenly Asher was up in an instant and he darted into the mass of bodies, after a minute he returned and grinned at her.

He looks as if he's committed a heinous deed.

"Ash…that look is making feel uneasy, what did you do?" She looked up at him with narrowed eyes.

"Oh…you'll find out, just finish that drink quick." Asher quickly finished his despite her trying to slow him down; as soon as he finished his drink Elena finished the small remains of her cocktail.

Asher looked as if he was going to bounce up and down in his seat. "Hurry! Hurry!"

"Why are we hurrying?" Her question was answered just as Asher was about to speak and a grin broke out on his face, Elena heard the familiar tune and her lips parted in surprise.

The song that was playing wasn't quite commonly played in nightclubs.

"Shall we dance?" He held out a single hand with a sweet smile on his face as his eyes twinkled with sparks of energy and excitement.

As she gazed into the crowd people seemed to look confused at was playing and some seemed surprised. People danced awkwardly to the song

She took his hand with a laugh and he pulled her into the crowd and began twirling her around. Many people's eyes were on them but she didn't care, she was having fun.

At one point while the two danced, her gaze landed on Damon and she felt something in the pit of her stomach as she saw him sitting there by himself, drinking.

He doesn't recognize you Elena.

It's better this way maybe.

You're the one who made yourself as unrecognizable as you could with those contacts of yours.

You're the one who fled Mystic Falls…he probably is pissed at you and could care less about you.

She had to admit it was true she had left of her own accord and she had probably hurt both brothers in the process so it was really all of her fault.

Damon probably could care less about her, he had other girls he could pick from…how did she really know for sure he had felt the way she did about him. She only thought he had through assumptions, through what she had seen through her eyes…he had never voiced his opinions to her.

Now she wasn't so sure.

He seemed to be functioning fine without her.

The song switched to something slow and she assumed it was something else Asher had compelled whoever was in charge of the music, to play.

She saw a pretty blonde woman approach him and she saw his charm pop in place as he smirked up at the blonde woman who Elena saw was scantily clad.

The woman had a hand gently laid on his shoulder as a flirty sort of secretive smile appeared on her face and she fluttered her lashes and twirled a lock of straight blonde hair.

Damon finished his drink, payed the bartender and held out an arm to the woman with a devilish smile.

The woman took it and she saw them disappear through the crowd in the direction of the exit.

Elena felt a pain in her chest and she closed her eyes as she buried her face in Asher's chest.

She felt Asher bend his head down and his breath tickle her ear as he spoke. "Hey, what's wrong?" He rubbed a hand gently up and down in her back in soothing motions.

Elena just shook her head and Asher pulled back, her gaze landing at their feet. "C'mon let's go." Fingers laced into hers and she was tugged through the mass of bodies writhing again as the music changed.

Just as soon as she was planning to get into the car, Asher stopped her.

"What do you think you're doing?" Elena slowly looked up into the twin pools of amethyst shining in concern.

Her heart tugged at the sight of his concern. "I'm getting in the car…I drove here, I'll drive back."

Asher shook his head and held out a hand, palm faced up. "Oh, no you won't...hand over the keys, I'll drive." She rummaged in her purse for the keys and she pulled them out, as soon as she placed the key's into his palm, his hand closed over hers and squeezed them gently before pulling away with the keys in his hand.

Elena got into the passenger seat slowly, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes as the car came to life and cruised down the road.

The sound of door slamming shut jerked her awake.

With opened eyes she saw the midnight sky, clear and no stars touched its surface. It was smoky in color, blacks mingling with deep, dark midnight blues.

A silvery glow stood out from the dark sky and the luminescence emitted from the crescent moon, the only thing that touched the sky and provided a light source in the empty darkened sky.

The sky began to move as she felt two hands and arms lift her from the beige, soft leather seat. A soft breeze blew gently in the night and chilled the area even further, the drop in temperature didn't faze her though.

She curled into the owner of the body carrying her and then lights hit her eyes.

"Elena! Are you okay? Asher what happened to her!" Zephyr's voice sounded concerned and strangled, she heard footsteps head her way and Asher sighed the gesture rattling through his chest.

"She's fine…physically; she just had a run in with Damon Salvatore." Asher began to move and walk up stairs.

"What did he do to her? Asher for god's sake what happened, she may look fine physically but not emotionally. I swear if he hurt her, I'll go hunt him down and bash his face in." Zephyr's tone sounded slightly frantic now even menacing and slightly hostile.

"Zeph, Calm down…No, don't worry he didn't hurt her, from the bits and pieces I overheard…things seemed fine, he spoke to me a little…he just asked a simple causal question. I went to go get the DJ to change the music, mind you he was a little resistant…"Asher trailed off as he stopped walking and when she twisted around she saw her bedroom door shut closed and Asher's hand reaching for the handle.

The door swung open and Asher slowly moved into the room, Zephyr's footsteps accompanying his own. "I compelled him to play two songs, I came back, told her to finish that drink of hers and as soon as she was and the first song came on, I dragged her onto the dance floor and danced with her. After a minute I sensed something was wrong, as she buried her face in my chest…but I don't know what."

Elena felt the rustle of sheets and then her body being gently and slowly lowered to the soft bed. "Oh, well what did he ask you?"

She glanced up at the two boys; Asher's back was facing her and Zephyr's face darkened by shadow. "He asked if she was my girlfriend or mate, I told him no…"

"Oh…" Then there was silence as soon as they left her room and the door clicked closed.

After laying in silence for awhile she quickly shed her clothes and put on a simple black camisole with matching black, blue polka dotted girl boxers.

Then she finally undrew the curtains and left the window open a crack.

Elena climbed into bed and pulled the covers up to her neck and lay there with open eyes staring up at the ceiling. No thoughts ran through her head for a moment.

She threw a hand across her eyes with a sigh as she freed her thoughts from the wall she had built a few minutes ago.

Why was she acting this way?

So what if he had gone with that girl he was Damon Salvatore and for god's sake and he wasn't going to just sit around sulking, waiting for her to return after so long.

He didn't belong to her, he never did.

So her reaction to him leaving with that…scantily clad blonde shouldn't have affected her the way it had.

They had never been together.

At one point she had thought he had feelings for her, strong feelings and as she realized she was having feelings she fled.

It was just after what happened with Isobel.

She remembered what her birth mother said to her it had haunted her that night and had stayed with her, somewhere in her mind.

One part of the conversation with Isobel had stuck in her mind, had stood out like a shining beacon of light, like headlights that trapped deers in the mesmerizing strange light shining in their doe like eyes. Elena had felt like that deer as soon as Isobel had those words.

She couldn't help but think back at that snippit of their conversation.

Elena took a breath and spoke quickly as a rush of air left her mouth as she spoke. "But you took a risk a risk with Damon." She stated she knew she sounded a little confused.

Elena could only shake her head shortly and slightly as she spoke. Confusion rang in her tone slightly as well. "How did you know, he was gonna give it to me?"

A smile appeared on Isobel's face as she spoke, amusement coloring her tone. "'Cause he's in love with you." Isobel seemed to be amused by the words she had just spoken, the small smile that was gracing her lips showed she was amused.

"As long as you have a Salvatore on each arm, you're doomed" Isobel gave Elena an intense look, Elena couldn't tell what emotion she put behind it but Elena felt unease strike her nevertheless.

"Katherine was smart…she got out." The words Isobel spoke made Elena avert her gaze from her. Those words struck a cord in her that resided deep within her core...mentioning Katherine in general just made her feel uneasy.

An amused tone colored her birth mother's words, as she shook her head. "But we all know you're not Katherine." Isobel gaze downwards for a second and then her eyes flickered to Elena's gaze as the small, slight, secretive smile graced her features.

Isobel leaned in and then stepped back and with that smile on her face and, her lips parted as she walked around Elena's form, two pairs of twin footsteps accompanied Isobel's, but at that point she wasn't even focusing on that anymore.

She was lost in the recesses of her mind, the dark corners of her mind where she was most free.

"'Cause he's in love with you."

No, he isn't Isobel had been wrong about that. He had shown kindness for her, had been friendly towards her but that's where the line ended.

I'm sure you wanted much more than that, Elena. You craved more than friendship from him…that's why you fled wasn't it?

It doesn't matter if I had feelings for him…I couldn't afford to give in, I was with Stefan and I couldn't do that to him…after all we had been through I couldn't do that, it would have been wrong.

"As long as you have a Salvatore on each arm, you're doomed"

No, I'm nothing like that conniving, manipulative…

Why do you keep denying it…you did exactly what she did, Isobel said you were nothing like her…you may not be her exact copy but…you have her qualities and you've put those two through the same thing for a second time.

"But we all know you're not Katherine."

Shut up!

You're weak and pathetic…you're even a huge coward.

"'Cause he's in love with you."

Don't lie to yourself that what Isobel said hadn't sent a thrill through you, hadn't made you happy. That it hadn't sent a stab of hopefulness through you.

"…He's in love with you!"

No he isn't he loves Katherine, I saw how he talked about her…

Maybe so…maybe not. After what she did, after her disappearing act, You saw how Damon acted after the incident in the tomb. She broke him and maybe secretly deep inside that tough exterior of Damon Salvatore's, deep inside maybe you broke something inside of him too.

Elena shut her eyes and buried her face in the pillows in attempt to shut off the voices in her head and Isobel's voice from echoing those words that she admitted had struck something in her.

To her surprise the action had blocked out all the other voices in her head except for Isobel's the one who had practically called out the other voices in her head.

"'Cause he's in love with you."

She grabbed one of the pillows from the mound behind her and threw it across the room in blind frustration. The pillow landed in one of the chairs with a unsatisfying thump.

A strangled sounding sigh passed her lips and she gripped the sheets with tense fingers.

She took a deep shaky breath and when it left her lips it came out sharply.

Elena simply pulled the covers over head in attempt to quell the turmoil inside of her.

She was desperate to block out the rest of the world.

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