Elena's POV

I feel like I'm getting punked. But there's something about this guy. I just can't put my finger on it. Something is telling me to go with him.

"Damon...I'll go. But I have to tell Kol."

"Then you have to lie. You'll have to make up an excuse but you can't tell him the truth. Or we will all be at risk."

"What?" I'm completely confused now. Why do I have to lie?

"Elena, please just trust me."

"Okay. Bruce, hand me my phone." I see Damon looking questionably at him. "Don't worry, he's good at keeping secrets. Right Bruce?"

"Indeed madam. I'm not a rat."

I kiss his cheek. "You've always had my back and that is why you will accompany me."

I dial Kol's number. After the first ring he answers.

"How's the beach?" He asks.

"It's gorgeous." I replied looking out towards the clear blue ocean. "I'm calling to let you know that I'm going to check out an upcoming fashion designer. I heard she's very good at what she does. And I've seen some of her sketches and they are amazing. I need to get her onboard asap before someone beats me to it. She would be a great asset to my company."

"Do you think it's wise to go yourself?" He asked me, his voice thick with concern.

"I won't be going by myself. Besides I'm pregnant not disabled. Plus it would show the designer that I'm serious about recruiting her if I show up in person." I couldn't believe how well I was able to lie. It just came so easy which is sort of frightening. It's like I've done things like this alot. I mean. Damon did say I was undercover so that kind of explains it.

"If it's what you really want than you have my blessing. Just please be careful and call me when you land."

"Of course."

"I love you Elena."

"You too." I hang up the phone and look at Damon. "Let's go then." Damon nods his head and leads the way.

"Don't you need a change of clothes Miss?"

"Oh," I look down at my swimsuit. " I guess I do. Well...I have been meaning to get maternity clothes."

"You don't mind do you?" I turn and look at Damon.

"Not at all." He smiles. There's something so familar about him and that smile. It made me weak in the knees. This is so strange. I've never felt like this before, I mean I just met him.

DAMON'S POV

I couldn't believe that Elena was right there...not even two feet in front of me. I couldn't help but feel upset that she doesn't remember anything about me. It was utterly heartbreaking. But I have to look at it this way, she and our child weren't injured and they are both healthy. I had to remind myself of this over and over again so that I wouldn't break down into tears. Many years of being undercover helped me with this, hiding my true feelings that is.

"Have you called the Bureau?" I asked Stefan quietly as we entered Envy Me which is a weird name for a store if you ask me.

"Yes, they are relieved and will be waiting for us at the airport when we arrive."

"Did you let them know about her memory loss?" I asked. "I will be highly pissed off if they start asking questions about the shooting. Heads will roll if they try to interrogate her. I won't have it. We need to work on getting her memory back, especially sonce she's involved with the Michaelsons. I don't even want to think about them finding out that she was undercover. She's been through enough."

"I know brother, I made it very clear already." Stefan grabs my shoulder and pulls me toward him. "I won't allow it either, I have your back no matter what."

After our conversation, I look around really taking in how big this store was. For a clothing store it was rather large. It had two floors, three elevators and two sets of escalators. One on each side of the store. I look around trying to find Elena and Bruce. After about ten minutes we find them in the middle of the store where there were several dressing rooms with mirrors mounted on the walls.

"Is there something I can help you with?" I look over and see a sales woman.

Elena comes out of one of the dressing rooms. I couldn't help but stare. She looked sexy as hell. The was top was mostly white with a black over shirt which had thick black straps that turned into lace near the bottom of her breasts. It had the same black material as the straps and wrapped around the top of her waist. The white top hugged her chest exposing her delicious cleavage and flowed down to mid thigh over black leggings.

I could feel my heart race. I wanted her so bad and I knew that I couldn't. It wouldn't be fair to her. Not now. God I hope she gets her memory back soon.

Elena's POV

I come out of the dressing room and see several associates fawning over Damon. Like a flock of sheep to the shepard. I could feel anger build up inside of me. It took everything I had not to say something to them.

"Elena. You look incredible." Damon's eyes lit up when he sees me. I felt the anger wash away instantly. I could tell the associates were angry that his eyes were on me instead of them. I simply smile and reply.

"I'll take it." I knew they worked on commission. So I wandered the store and found the only guy associate and had gotten him to help me with the rest. Before I left I made sure to buy everything else he brought me. He had very good taste too. I watched the looks on the faces of the other associates as my total went well over $10,000. It was priceless.

"Thank you, miss. I really appreciate it."

I knew that it must be hard for him to compete with those girls for customers. Most shoppers are women and went other women's opinions.

"You've earned it. Thank you for your expertise. You're great at what you do."

I slipped on my sunglasses and smiled towards the girls. "Toodles."

I couldn't help but laugh seeing their faces as we left for the airport. They looked pissed.

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So what did you think of this chapter? I had decided to add a little fun in this one, considering everything else. It took me over 3 hours to write this chapter and I'm quite proud of it. I hope everyone enjoyed reading it like I did writing it. Thanks again for all the reviews, I hope to see more. : )