Elena's meeting had been more than great, and she actually felt proud of herself. It was just a little more than a week since she was in NY but her professor told her that they were already pretty enthusiastic and happy about her work. Well that was something. At least one thing in her life was on the right track.

Now she had to meet Rachel and tell her everything. She needed someone to confide and open up to, and Rachel seemed the right person. Even though all she could think of right now was Damon and their quick conversation, if you can call it a conversation. She literally frozed when she saw him at her door, she couldn't think straight. She was so angry at him for hurting her and telling her those words; but the moment their eyes met she knew that he didn't really mean it. He was just Damon, and he was one hell of an impulsive person. She just wanted to hold him and tell him how much she still loved him – but she didn't. And probably never will. But now his touch, the intense way he looked at her and how firmly he told her that he could never hate her, was all she could think of. Maybe after all she didn't want him back in her life too, if it meant being apart.

Elena thought how stupid she was for running away from him, for didn't give it a chance. After all, it was just a year, she could have easily moved one year ago with him and still wouldn't have made such a difference. Or they could have managed some other way. The difference though was that by now they would have probably builded-up a happy life together, stronger than ever, but instead here she was all alone and still crawling over her ex. What a pathetic life, she thought.

Damon's father words, Giuseppe, still echoed in her mind. When Damon moved, his father told her how this was better for both of them; how much Damon needed to concentrate on his career and how much she still had to grow up and complete her studies. Pratically, he told her to back off with nicer words. At first she thought that he was probably right – even if he was a first class asshole, he still was his father and he probably knew what was best for his son. She still had some doubts, but after Giuseppe told her that Damon was happy in New York and that he met the daugther of an important bussinessman and that they developed a relationship, Elena just gave up.

However, in the last period, she could see how her decision had been a huge mistake. She was miserable. She should have fight for him, and he should have fight for her too. Maybe they didn't love each other enough? Her inner thoughts were interrumpted when she spotted Rachel waving at her and heading towards the Starbacuks table.

"Hey Elena, I'm glad to see that you're okay. I've been worried about you." Rachel said smiling and taking a seat. "Here's your coffee," Elena said heading her the coffee that she'd taken and smiling, a smile that didn't reach her eyes though, and Rachel seemed to notice that.

"Elena is everything okay? Is there a reason why you asked me to meet here?" Rachel asked with slight worry in her voice, sensing how tense Elena was. "I have to tell you something, but you have to promise me that you won't tell anybody. Especially Rose." Elena warned, looking at her firmly. "Can I trust you?" she then asked. "Elena you're making me anxious." Rachel said with a tense laugh, and then continued. "But yeah, of course you can trust me." Elena took a deep breath. "Okay..well..I, uhm..Damon is the guy I've talked you about. You know the one who moved in New York one year ago…" she said. Rachel's mouth dropped open. "No way. As in Rose's Damon?" she asked slightly amused. Elena didn't like how she has referred Damon as "Rose's" though.

"Yes. Him." she then said less tense than before, but still anxious about telling her how messed-up this situation was for her now.. if she still hadn't figured it out. Rachel's expression became more serious. "Damn, Lena. That's one hell of a situation, considering that you still love him." Rachel stated. Duh. Elena just nodded awkwardly. "Look, maybe I shouldn't say this. I care about Rose, she's a nice girl, but Elena..there's no way that you have to bury your feelings for Damon if that's what you're thinking. You still love him, and trust me, even if Damon and Rose act like a couple or seem to be one, they're both fucked-up. She's been through something pretty hard a few months ago with her ex, and Damon obviously likes her, but he isn't into her. I see the way a man looks at a woman Elena, believe me. And as far as I'm concerned you should get your man back if that's what you want." Rachel said firmly yet very simply, leaning back against her chair. Damn, Elena thought. Rachel really didn't hold back what she thought, she was a very confident and honest person and she liked this about her. "Well, maybe you should know that yesterday night he told me that he hated me. That's why I went back home, I was upset. But guess what? This morning he shows up and tell me that he could never hate me. God! I mean, bipolar much?" Elena spat out frustrated, sipping her coffee. Rachel giggled. "Oh well I'm glad that this amuses you." Elena said sarcastically. "It's not that! It's just that you care so much, maybe way too much. I bet that you're going to think about this for the next ten years." she said. "And Elena, just for the record, the fact that he showed up the very next morning telling you how he could never hate you..that speaks volumes to me. He obviously cares and he had probably felt guilty and miserable all night for telling you such a thing. He's upset, give it time." Rachel explained.

Elena was speechless. "Wow, Miss Vanity Fair or whatever the hell mod magazine you work for, never thought about being a therapist?" Elena said laughing. She laughed too. Elena suddenly grew serious again. "You may be right..but how can I get him back? We're definitely both hurt from what happened, but I know him, he reacts in another way, he isn't so crystal clear like me. He can put a facade on. I'm willing to give our relationship another chance..but what about him? What if he's really happy with Rose, or just don't want me anymore? We can't know that." she said biting her bottom lip, clearly exhasperated. Rachel was really listening to her, thing that doesn't happen so often. Elena truly enjoyed her company, he made her feel comfortable even with her brutal honesty. "Well, I still think that Rose and Damon don't work together, and that he's just too proud to make the first move. But we'll make him do it, I can assure you." Rachel said with a devilish grin. "I'm confused." Elena simply stated. "I mean that you shouldn't chase him, but the other way around, at least for a while. Make him jealous, make him realize that you're indeed here now. And that you could actually move on too..I'm sure that he'll be scared as hell once he even considers the idea of losing you for good." she said. "So?" Rachel asked after seeing her perplex face. Elena sighed, but agreed, thinking that maybe after all Rachel knew of what she was talking about. "Okay. I'll do it..but with who?" she asked. "That's easy! You impressed everyone Elena, but Elijah really likes you. He would've asked you out the next time anyway." Rachel said with a grin. "Elijah? As in the one who was flirting with me since the moment he met me?" Elena asked raising her eyebrows. Rachel nodded. "He's perfect for this thing, believe me. Plus he and Damon seem to not like each other so much, so…it will burn even more." she said winking.

After discussing about how they were going to do that, they got back home. They chatted a little and watched some TV ordering some chinese food that they shared with Rose too, and then said their goodnights. Elena had to work about some stuff so she headed for the drawer to take her laptop.

"I'm sorry Mr. Big, but I'm really not in the mood these days." Elena pouted, stupidly talking to her vibrator. After seeing Damon again, even touching herself had become boring and unsatisfying. She wanted him and him only. And a vibrator or some touchy touchy obviously couldn't replace the passion that they used to have. She sighed, but then went to start her work.

Damon went straight to home after work, he really had a bad day and he didn't want to see anyone. All he had in mind was Elena and their quick meeting. For a moment it seemed to be all just like one year ago; the way they looked at each other, how they could easily read into each other's minds..especially the chills that he felt when he touched her, you just can't pretend to feel those, even if just for a second. This wasn't good, he thought. Last night when Rose had come over and they had sex – he had felt so dirty and uncomfortable. Even in that moment all he could think of was Elena, how warm she was in his arms, how their bodies matched perfectly. He was almost going to moan her name. Rose left at 6 am and went home. The last person Damon cuddled up with in bed was Elena, and even though he could see how frustrated Rose was because after two months that they started dating he still found some excuses to gently kick her out of his bed, he couldn't help himself. It just didn't feel right. For so long he had denied that it was because of Elena, because he was still in love with her. He wanted to believe that he just wasn't ready for another relationship or something more than sex, but he was indeed still in love with Elena Gilbert. His body and sould still belonged to her..again, that wasn't good. What now, he thought? Damon didn't know the first thing about Elena right now. Maybe she had a boyfriend, maybe she had started dating someone else or she just didn't love him anymore. If he could put aside his proud, Damon knew that he was willing to give their relationship another chance. He just loved her too much, and he had be in denial for too long. He thought about what his father said after he left, though. Giuseppe said that it had been the best for both of them, that he could have easily forgot a girl, that NY was plenty of opportunities for him and that he had to concentrate on his career. He even added that one month after he moved, he saw Elena making out with some guy. Damon knew that his father was a cold and selsifh person, willing to do everything in his power to reach what he wanted, but he could never lie and hurt his son about such a thing, could he? Maybe he should have fight for her, and she should have fight for him too. Tomorrow was Sunday and they usually went all together to grab something at their usual bar. To be completely honest, Damon didn't like half of that company. Most of them were superficial people; Elijah and Andie especially. Trevor and Rachel were instead very good people as far as he could say. They were all Rose's friends though, so he had to hang out with them sometimes. At least until his best friend Mason came back from his trip. For Damon, Mason was just like another Alaric, he was his New York bud, even if sometimes he still missed Alaric and his broody brother. He actually missed everyone in Mystic Falls.

He got to bed early, secretly hoping to see Elena tomorrow.

"Okay, you're flawless Elena. Elijah is going to pick us up in five minutes." Rachel announced entusiastically. Elena returned the smile, even if of course she really didn't care about Elijah, her goal was something else. Someone else. "Thank you Rachel, you look awesome too. By the way do you think I should let the ponytail up or should I keep the hair down?" she asked. Rachel seemed to think about it for a few seconds. "Keep it up. It shows more your earrings, besides you have a wonderful face Elena, and men find naked necks very attractive." she replied winking. This girl really knew everything, Elena thought. She decided that she had a bit of personality of Caroline, but of Katherine as well. In that moment the interphone rang. "Time to go!" Rachel said.

Elijah had a beautiful and elegant car, Elena noticed. On the way to the bar they chatted a little and he told her that he worked with models and all the that bussiness stuff. Elena truly was amazed to hear all those things, but when he proposed her to work as a model telling her how perfect she would be, she shyly replied that she would have thinked about it, even if she already knew that it wasn't going to happen. Elijah didn't talk much about his brother, but she could hear the bitter in his voice when he talked about Klaus. He definied him as the black sheep and the layabout of the family, only good at drinking and hooking up with women. Well, she couldn't blame Rose for dumping him then. When they walked in, Elijah casually put his arm around her waist and Rachel gave her a look as telling her that she was doing good. It was not a surpise that when she spotted Damon and Rose on the couch waving at them, he almost chocked in his drink. She smirked, satisfied of seeing him having that reaction. Rachel noticed too.

"Hi Rose. Damon." Elena said to them, looking at Damon for a bit too long. She could see that when Damon said hi to her, his smile was so thight and forced. They shared daring looks for a while. "So Elena, Rose told me that you're here since a week or so in New York..what are you studying?" Damon asked politely. What an actor, she thought! "Writing and screenwriting. They've always been my passion." she replied with the same tone. "Good choices, Elena. But remember that my offer is always there if you want." Elijah said to her, giving her a flirty look.

The tension between Damon and Elena was palpable though, you could see it from the looks that they weren't able to control. When after a while Elijah leaned in to whisper something into Elena's ear, and she giggled, she could see Damon going green. Elena seemed to have the same reaction though when Rose and Damon shared a moment and she playfully nipped at his bottom lip. Rachel had gone talking to one of her friends, so that left just the four of them alone. "I'm going one moment to the restroom." Elena said politely after a while, when she felt Elijah's hand stopping her. "Don't disappear like the other time, though." he playfully said, she just nodded and then looked at Damon one more time – that now was fuming. Heading to the bathroom Elena couldn't help a smirk on her face. She was doing great.

She fixed her make-up and her ponytail, and then was ready to go back to the group when opening the door there was Damon with a furious look on his face. "And where do you think you're going?" he said pushing her back inside and locking the door. "Excuse me?" she questioned, when what she really wanted to say was; could you be more beautiful? She loved his smell, his light cologne mixed with the after shave was something intoxicating. Not to mention how handsome he looked, darn it. His piercing blue eyes were glancing deep into hers, and her urge was to pass her hands in his dark reaven hair. God, how could you possibly fantasize about Brad Pitt, Johnny Depp or whoever you want when you had this creature fallen directly from heaven? "I mean with Elijah. What do you think you're doing, he's not stuff for you." he said serious, leaning closer. "Oh, really? And how do you know that?" she retorted sarcastic, her voice going a little high when she tried to step back from him. "He's a superficial asshole, believe me, he just wants one thing from you." he said even more serious, if she didn't know well he was being protective towards her. She couldn't think straight though when he got closer and her back touched the huge pile of sinks behind her. They were now a inch close and Elena could feel her heartbeat fastening every second and goose-bumps on their way. "God Damon.. I will never be able to forgive you." she spat out without even thinking, and he seemed sincerely surprised. "For what?" he asked. "For making me love you." she simply stated, now feeling more vulnerable than ever. She could see the pure shock in his eyes for a few seconds, then replaced by a familiar smirk. "Same here." he confessed, and the next thing she knew his lips were on hers. At first the kiss was unexpectedly slow and sweet, savoring the moment. Then his tongue demanded entrance and she let him, let him kiss her with all the passion he had. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, their mouths fighting for dominance. When they pulled apart to breathe, she was upon the sink, Damon between her legs. He started kissing her face, then placing hot wet kisses down her neck and collarbone. She let out a moan which caused him to groan in response. Elena buried her hands in his hair and his hand slipped under her dress, touching her everywhere until he reached her inner thighs. She began to feel the familiar throb between her thighs and herself getting more and more wet for him. She let out a cry when he teased her bundle of nerves from her wet panties. "I love when you make those noises." he whispered into her ear, nipping at it. He pulled her panties aside so he could slip two fingers into her hot core. Her fingers gripped tightly on his shoulders holding him for dear life while he was working her. "Damon, oh my God." Elena let out a loud cry when he teased her clit with his thumb and worked her more faster. Elena could feel herself closer and closer to her climax, and immediatly buried her face onto his shoulder to cover the scream that came right after she came undone. Words weren't needed. She catched her breath with her head still on his shoulder, still shaking. He wrapped his arms around her and they stayed like that for a few minutes. She then looked at him with her doe eyes, but with a confused look on her face at the same time. He smiled softly at her. "You look beautiful, but your ponytail is a mess now. Can I loose it?" he asked her. She nodded. He fixed her hair and then knew that their little moment was gone when she started talking, he could still feel her heartbeat going quick against his chest. "Damon I-" she started, but he placed his finger on her lips. "Sshh. Don't say anything right now, please." she nodded again, and when he thought that she was going to pull apart from him, she rested her head on his shoulder again and then sighed. "We should go. They're probably wondering where we are." she said, even if the sadness in her voice was pretty evident. All that she wanted right now was holding him like that for the rest of her life..she had no clue of where this was going now. "Okay. You go first." he said, kissing her hair once more. She smiled softly at him and then jumped from the sink. When she'd almost reached the door, she felt his hand taking hers. "I'll call you tomorrow..okay?" he asked hesitantly, and she could see the worry in his face. Maybe, just maybe, he wanted what she wanted too. He still believed in them too. "Sure." she said, and then she was out. The rest of the night went pretty well – when they got back at the table Rachel, Rose and Elijah were talking and laughing so their absence hadn't been too noticed. Elena shared awkward glances with Damon all night, occasionally smiling to each other. She was happy; god if she was happy. Actually, she still couldn't believe that it really happened. Just a few hours ago she was completely sure that he didn't want a future with her, a fresh start. She thought that it was a one-way thing and that their love was not strong enough. She knew as well that he hadn't made promises to her, he didn't tell her that he wanted her back, but she knew that he wanted to. She had seen it from the way he looked at her, how he'd gently touched and kissed her, she had felt his love. She even knew that she should probably search for a new apartment since things with Rose would have definitely been awkward.

They all went home an hour later, and when they were doing their goodbyes, Damon pulled her into a casual hug reminding her that he would have called her tomorrow. Elena was indecided if tell or not Rachel about this – she then decided that she would have slept over it and see how things were going to go tomorrow, and then tell Rachel and even Caroline, for the moment. For the first time in a very long time, Elena fell asleep happy.

Damon couldn't believe this, had it really happened? He was both thrilled and worried about it. Thrilled because the girl that he loved seemed to love him exactly like she loved him one year ago, it was like time had stopped for them. He was happy because he felt genuinely like that, he didn't have to pretend. Now that he had her back, there was no way that he was going to let her go. Elena didn't tell him the exact words, she didn't tell him that she wanted to get back together, but she showed him. Kissing her, feeling her warmth and her voice, was like being in heaven. He had to end things with Rose; now. He felt sorry about it, after all Rose was a great person, an amazing lover and he cared about her..but his heart didn't belong to her. The only reason why he had agreed with her coming over tonight, was because he wanted to talk to her as soon as possible, even for her respect. She seemed tense and absent, and he could only wonder why she was in that mood..did she somehow find out? It seemed improbable, but who knew? "Is everything okay?" he asked her while driving to his place. She nodded lightly and smiled, a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I just have to talk to you. Once we arrive." He gave her a strange look, but let it go and nodded.

Once at his place, Damon was officially confused. Why was she acting like that? She didn't seem mad at him, so why this behavior? He took a sit on the couch and asked her to join him, but she told him that she was better like that. "So? What's going on?" he finally asked when he saw her pacing in the room.

She gave him a somehow apologetic look. "Damon.. I'm pregnant."

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