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Unresolved Matters

Lila looked through the steel bars of the gate closing her in the temporary prison, thinking to herself in complete silence.

Seriously? They actually thought a police station could keep her imprisoned. Wow. Now she realized what complete fools she was up against, and how now this was personal. Screw the job - she was just going to finish this for revenge. Oh, and to show the idiotic people truly how stupid they really are.

Now all she needed was a plan to get out. With the witch out of the vicinity, it'll be mildly easier. She was taken by surprise before, that being the only reason the little witch got control over her. But this time, the witch will be the one surprised, not Lila. Though that depended on if the witch even got there in time, which she highly doubted. It was a win/win situation, either way.

She sighed, pulling away from the steel bars and easily liquefying them into a pool of molten steel. Stepping over the mess, she watched with a smirk as the officers didn't even notice that she got out. Tilting her head to the side, she manifested beetles the size of a shoe. Watching them come up from the ground, she gave them giant pinchers, to go along with the terrifying size, of course. They scattered across the station, crawling to each of the police officer's cubicles.

That's when the screaming started.

Passing the men with the shiny black beetles attached to their faces, she smiled as she left the building. Outside, she breathed in some of the beautiful fresh air, loving the cool breeze on her skimpy violet skirt. She looked down at the sheer fabric with a grimace. She bought this skirt especially for him. Ugh. She wanted to just tear the stupid thing off.

About to walk down the block, she turned right into the man himself. Nathan.

Before she could get her insults out, a loud smack resonated through the deserted streets. He slapped her! Whoa, wait a minute… He slapped her? Shouldn't it be the other way around?

"You actually thought I wouldn't know about it? That I wouldn't find out about how you were trying to kill the entire reason for this job. The entire reason I exist today? Especially when you ask me to be a part of the plan? How could you?" Nathan said.

She looked at him as though he were crazy. "Um, excuse me, but didn't you say that I was to get rid of the Elena Gilbert girl?"

"What are you talking about? That wasn't Elena that was Katherine!"

She shook her head. "No… I teach her class. I know that's Elena. She's human."

"Stop playing mind games with me, little missy. I know what you're up to."

'Little missy'? Did he actually just call her that? As she was about to punch the jerk, she noticed something rather surprising.

A few blocks away, that vampire - Stefan - and the other witch were completely making out. Huh, she thought the Elena girl and him were going out. She filed it away for future use then turned back to Nathan. Only to see that he already sped away. Stupid vampires.

Walking back from the police station, Stefan's mind was racing. Even through everything that happened tonight, his mind was still on the Elena and Katherine problem.

"I understand that she's upset, but why would she continually ignore me? I explained to her what happened, but it seems as though she doesn't care." He said to Bonnie, who was walking beside him.

She shook her head. "I don't know. She'd usually listen; she always did for me and her friends. I'll talk to her about it."

He sighed, "Thank you, Bonnie."

"Stefan-"

"I just don't understand why she's putting so much distance between us. I made a mistake, but I'm trying so hard for her repentance."

"Yeah, I get that. But I have to say-"

"And of course she wouldn't tell me, or even you! She's blocking off all of her friends also."

"Really, Stefan, I have to-"

"I'll just have to be patient. But why would-"

Stefan was cut off by the faint pressure of Bonnie's lips forming to his. It started sweet and gentle, but soon he was overwhelmed by the hunger she showed. Hunger for him. Not even Elena showed that with him. Katherine, of course, kissed him like that, but only because she probably wanted to eat him. He was about to break away, anyway; Bonnie was Elena's friend and this was not a way to earn her forgiveness. But then he felt a small tug in his chest, like a pinpoint of pressure he only experienced in the presence of Elena.

He needed comfort. He was feeling so lonely these days and he needed help with the problems that had him confused in his thoughts frequently.

He kissed her back. Hungrily.

A loud noise came from the station then a sound like the scuttling of tiny feet. He was about to pull away, but she wrapped her arms around his neck, tugging at his hair. The noise forgotten, he settled blissfully into his comforting distraction. Even when the screams started.

Flipping through channels on the couch in the living room, Damon took a sip of the scotch that was sitting loosely in his hand. Elena was sitting awkwardly at the kitchen counter, fidgeting. Her back was uncomfortably straight, facing Damon, as she tasted the soda she got herself. Damon ask her, of course, if she'd like to take a seat next to him on the couch, but she declined, saying something about how the last time they were alone on a couch worked out so well.

He laid down fully on the couch, his head resting against the leather arm. "Elena…" He said in a sing-song voice.

She stiffened even more than she already was. "Yes?"

"You're not helping me as I try to be the best host possible. Your comfort is my number one priority. What can I do for you?"

"Cut the crap, Damon."

"I mean it, sincerely."

She turned halfway back to catch a glimpse of him, grimacing. Damon was surprised at how quickly she succumbed though, merely three minutes after he asked. She must be getting either more comfortable around him, or sitting in that chair was really uncomfortable.

Sliding into the matching leather love seat beside him, she started relaxing. A few minutes later, her feet were propped up on one arm and her head was hanging off the other arm. Sneaking up to her, he picked her up in the same position she was in, swiveled her around so that he was on the side of the seat. He sat down, moving into a comfortable position and shifted Elena into her previous position.

"Uh, Damon. Get away from me."

"Just being the best host possible. I'm sure you feel extra comfortable now."

She sighed. "Whatever, if you do anything to me while I'm asleep…"

"Pff, what do you think I am: a perverted psychopath with no redeeming qualities?"

"Seriously, Damon."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're no fun." He pouted.

She rolled her eyes then closed them, relaxing against Damon's chest. After a few minutes of waiting her to fall asleep so he could bring her to his room, he couldn't stand it any longer. She looked so vulnerable, breathing steadily as she slowly fell asleep. Her lips were slightly open, begging him to take advantage of the situation. Slowly, he bent down, longing pushing him to do it. He lightly pressed his lips against hers, savoring her taste and wanting more.

Her eyes flew open as he slipped his tongue between her lips. "Dam-"

He didn't let her finish, but continued kissing her slowly. Desire filled him up, so he started rubbing slow circles across her thigh. Her protests slid into a moan that caught Damon off guard. He pulled back for a second, memorizing her expression, then flipped himself on top of her. She ran her hands across his shoulders, sliding them behind his neck and clutching the hair there. He grabbed her legs and swung them around his waist, reveling in her surprised moan. He was clutching her face as the kiss was quickly becoming more intense, stopping when his fangs slid out and his eyes changed with a different kind of hunger. She barely noticed, trying to bring him back to her lips. Instead, he carefully started kissing the hollow beneath her neck, traveling up to her neck and started sucking on her ear.

Pulling himself back, he smiled when Elena gave a disgruntled groan, and lifted her up, speeding toward his bedroom.

All of the horrid stories Stefan told in his diary was extraordinarily boring. His afterlife must be terrible. Each year was all loneliness and how Damon tortures him and how utterly without purpose his life is. Katherine almost felt remorse for changing him, seeing as though all he did was complain about how lonely he is then he falls in love… Yeah, there was a problem with that. I don't know, maybe because the girl looked exactly like her! Sure, he said repeatedly that she was so much different, so much more caring and compassionate. Then how his love life was in turmoil every five minutes. I mean, can't you at least keep the girl you so in love with? And then, how she was ignoring him and how all his little human friends were mysteriously disappearing or being hospitalized. The only interesting thing about the lousy piece of parchment and leather bounding is the part when it talks about Damon's complete and utter love for her and that he was trying to get her out of the tomb! Also, that he was killing people and deceived his way onto the Council. But, of course, then he has to start being 'friends' with the replacement her. Though it was entertaining to read about how jealous Stefan was becoming, saying that 'history will not repeat itself'. Yeah, right. Of course it will if you have a girl that looks exactly like the one before!

She was getting annoyed and bored with Stefan's room, though the picture of her was fascinating. She sped over to Damon's room to sort through his things, surprised by the noise downstairs. She was checking up on them, making sure they don't come upstairs, but they were extremely boring, pretty much doing nothing. Now, though, it sounded like they were… enjoying each other's company. She bit her lip, trying to stop the laugh that was bubbling inside of her.

She sat down of one of the chairs by the desk, waiting for the show. After a few minutes, she wasn't disappointed.

They barreled through the door, unable to pry themselves off of each other. She felt herself getting slightly nauseous as they fell onto the bed, Damon switching theirs positions into more comfortable ones. He started grinding against the girl and her against him. Uh, Katherine didn't really want to see the entire show. He started tearing his shirt off, the sight stopped Katherine from making her presence known for a second. Wow, he really filled out. Then the sight of Elena taking her shirt off in response made her clear her throat, surprised that Damon didn't notice her already.

He whipped his head around, glaring at Katherine. She rolled her eyes, guys could be so dramatic. He was really making that obvious by how he crouched in front of Elena protectively. She smiled, sped toward Elena, and threw her into the wall opposite them, knocking her out.

Damon started to speed toward her, but she held out a hand, stopping Damon in the process.

"I am older, stronger, and, let's face it, smarter than you, so you better listen. Really, this offer is one of those limited time ones, so listen very closely, Damon. I've seen what you can do and I've read that you have a significant position on the Council. I was thinking…" She started sliding her finger across his chest. "that I could take you back. But only for a couple of decades or so. You playthings get boring and predictable after a while." She looked back to Elena, grimacing. "I'm sure you will make the perfect decision, Damon. And so, I shall leave you while you decide."

She left before he could say a word.

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