Chapter 23

Damon waits until he's sure she has had enough before pulling away and allowing it to close.

"Are you sure this is what she wants? She would be okay with changing."

"Didn't she just tell you, the ring had lapis lazuli for the specific reason so it could be charmed once she changed. It was supposed to be at the end of our Honeymoon, but the date had to be moved up. So yeah, I'd say it would be fine with her to change. Especially if it meant saving her life." He turns around. "I've had a hell of a day, so if you wouldn't mind: May Elena and I have some time alone?"

"And I said Jenna was blunt." Elena smiles, just catching the end of his statement. In the blink of an eye, Damon has spun around and is sitting beside her on the bed.

"How are you feeling, Love?"

"You mean Kitten. And I'm okay… Just like… really thirsty." She looks slightly confused, suddenly gasping when the veins around her eyes pop out, and her fangs drop. "What the hell?"

"BONNIE! WE NEED THE BAG OF BLOOD!" Damon hollers over his shoulder, putting his hand on Elena's waist protectively. "Deep breaths Kitten. Just breath. I know it's painful. Just try any not to think about it." Looking over his shoulder again, he states "All humans that are not bringing in a bag of blood need to leave the room. Unless you want to… Never mind. Just go."

"I got the bag!" Bonnie bursting in, seeing a vamped out Elena. "What did you do!" She turns to Damon, preparing to give him an aneurysm.

"Judgey. Chill. I saved her life. We need the blood before anyone else gets hurt to night." He reaches out and grabs the bag, opening it and offering it to Elena, who stares at it wide-eyed with fascination.

"I'm in transition?" She cries, before grabbing the bag and drinking it dry. "Okay explain. I remember making you drink but that doesn't explain why I'm a vampire."

"You refused to let me stop, so you almost ran out of blood, I gave you some, and so that plus us exchanging twice… It changed you. I'm so sorry Kitten." He caresses her cheek, pulling her into his arms, hugging her close.

"Don't. I love you. Don't apologize. It was going to happen one of these times." She smiles lightly, looking around, shocked that everything looks so different. "Is this normal? Everything looks so different. It's like it's a brand new room!"

"Yeah… It'll take a bit of getting used to. And everything is going to be brighter, sound sharper, and you will be much, much stronger… If you stay on a healthy died of human blood. Animal, blood will keep you sated but not very strong. Just look at where is got Stefan."

"So… you killed him?"

"Not exactly…"

"What do you mean not exactly?" She slowly sits up, biting her lip at the case of vertigo that hits her.

"Me and Alaric got him in to tomb to detox and hopefully we will have our bunny eater back soon. If not… we will take care of it." Damon says gently, pushing the hair off of her face.

"Fine. Just keep him away from me… for now anyways."

"Of course. He won't be anywhere near any of us for a very long time, Kitten."

"Okay." She smiles up at him. "Can we take a nap?"

"Of course." He smiles, getting up to close the now empty door way, and crawls into bed with her. She moves to lay her head on his chest, and wraps an arm around his waist.

"I love you Damon." She smiles up at him, kissing him quickly and gently.

"I love you too Elena. Get some sleep." He smiles wrapping both of his arms around her, before drifting to sleep.

~~the next morning~~

Elena wakes up in the arms of the man she loves. She smiles, an idea popping into her head. Slowly, careful not to wake him, she pulls out of his arms and studies him closely. Holding back a giggle, she slowly unbuttons his jeans, and pulling them down. She looks at him, in just his shirt and boxers, and wonders: How did I get such a catch? She smiles, hoping he'll enjoy her plan. Carefully, she pulls down his boxers.

"You better not be doing what it seems like Elena Gilbert." She hears a voice behind her, spinning around and is once again, face to face with Isobel.

"Shit." She sighs, pulling his boxers back into place. "What do you want now, Isobel?"

"You weren't supposed to change. This changes things."

"It wasn't by choice. Believe me… the way it was planned seemed so much better." She sighs again.

"You know… Sighing that much is not attractive." Isobel crosses her arms.

"Yes. I know. I've spent way too much time with Jeremy." She states with a sneer, almost matching the tone Damon uses when he's unhappy.

"And Damon. You're turning into a mini-Damon. That isn't part of the plan either."

"What fucking plan are you talking about, Isobel?"

"That's for me to know and you to-"

"Say dot, dot, dot and I'll rip your god damned head off."

"Don't let the switch flip Elena. It's a whole lot harder than it seems to turn it back on."

"Trust me. It's just that I don't care for you. I will always have my feelings." She rests a hand on Damon's cheek. "When you love someone as much as I loved him… I wouldn't be able to survive without him knowing just how much I love him."

"Elena. It's time for the next part of the plan. I'm sorry… But you need to come with me. We need to go see Elijah."

"I thought Klaus killed him?"

"Well… I recently brought them all back, and destroyed the stakes. And he will want to know that you have changed."

"No. That is none of his business. My life is none of his business. I've been sacrificed. I'm done."

"I will not take no for an answer." Isobel glares.

"Damon. Wake up love." Elena smirks, giving Damon a light shake. He jumps up, throwing Isobel against the wall.

"Leave. Before Alaric and I kill you."

"Fine. But I'll be back." She turns, and runs out.