Damon sat at the bar of Mystic Grill, downing a shot of bourbon and grunting as he felt Stefan take a seat next to him.

"Here to gloat?" He asked his brother.

"Kind of." Stefan admitted, ordering a drink.

"Well, go on then."

"What were you thinking?" Stefan chuckled. "Rebekkah? Really?" He shook his head, amused. "Even I wouldn't go so far, brother."

Damon sneered at him. "Why is this MY fault? I'm single, Elena and I aren't together, and she was the one who started it."

"What are you, 7?" Stefan laughed. " 'She started it'." He mocked. "Come on, Damon, you were this close." He held up his hand, his thumb and his first finger inches apart. "This close."

"I don't need a lesson about the Elena do's and don'ts, especially from you!" Damon snapped, swallowing another gulp of bourbon before shoving himself away from the bar and storming out.

"Trouble in paradise before it even starts?" Rebekkah teased, sitting next to Stefan.

"This is your fault." Stefan stated. "If you didn't go whoring around town, none of this would have happened."

Rebekkah rolled her eyes, unwilling to show him how truly hurt she was by his comment. "Please. If Elena just outright admitted that she was attracted to Damon, he wouldn't have chosen to sleep with me."

"Oh, no, no, no." Stefan chuckled. "He didn't SLEEP with you, Rebekkah. He FUCKED you, as in, he didn't really care if you were there when he woke up."

She bit back a growl and opened her mouth to say something, but Stefan got up from his seat and took hold of her chin.

"Remember this." He stared into her eyes. "Damon could have taken any girl home last night, but you were the only one desperate and lonely enough to jump into bed with him." He shoved her chin away roughly and walked out of Mystic Grill.

Rebekkah swallowed the lump in her throat and blinked back her tears, stomping out of the Grill, and catching up to Stefan.

"You mean to tell me that you're okay with your brother moving in on Elena?" She tried getting him angry. "You're absolutely fine with your brother and your ex-girlfriend?"

"It's not my problem anymore, Rebekkah." He fished his keys out of his pocket. "How do you think Klaus will react when he finds out you decided to spend a night with Damon Salvatore?" He smirked at her.

"Nik won't have a problem with it." She snapped at him, raising her chin to show that she was confident in her response.

Stefan grinned, teasing her. "Are you sure about that, princess?" With that, he opened his car door, got in, and sped off, leaving and angry original behind.

Had she been able to find a rock, she would have picked it up and chucked it at his car.

Elena had been obsessively cleaning, hoping to take her mind off of the scene she had made at the Salvatore house earlier that morning. She truly felt embarrassed that she had let Damon see her lose control over something so stupid.

"Was it stupid?" She asked herself. "Was I really completely in the wrong?"

"Yes, you were." She heard behind her, making her jump and turn towards it.

"Caroline!" She gasped. "What are you doing sneaking up on me like that?"

"Sorry." Her friend giggled and explained what she was doing there. "Stefan called me after you left the boarding house this morning. Tell me what's going on." She sat on Elena's couch and patted the seat next to her.

Elena sighed and sat down. "What's wrong with me, Caroline?"

"What do you mean?"

"Damon and I aren't together. Why am I freaking out about this?"

"Because it's Rebekkah." Caroline stated as if it were obvious. "She's evil, twisted, and manipulative. She obviously compelled Damon, that's the only way to get someone to sleep with her."

Caroline's voice held much distain for Rebekkah for trying to compel her boyfriend, Tyler and trying to compel her ex-boyfriend Matt.

"Damon seemed like he knew exactly what he was doing." Elena looked down at her hands then let out a frustrated sigh. "I need to get out. I can't stay here all day and think about Damon Salvatore of all people."

Caroline beamed. "Then let's go." She grabbed Elena's arm and rushed her out of the house.

Elena stumbled and nearly tripped as she ran for Caroline's car.

Stefan had been waiting for Klaus to show up so he could relay the message that Rebekkah had herself a little of Damon. Not that Klaus would normally care about what Rebekkah did, but the situation deeply upset Elena and she practically threatened to leave town and Klaus couldn't risk that happening.

"Well, well, well." Klaus sauntered over to Stefan. "This is…unusual, even for you, Salvatore."

Stefan rolled his eyes. "Rebekkah and Damon slept together."

Klaus grimaced, but shook it off. "Rebekkah's free to do…whatever Rebekkah does. How is that my problem?"

"Well, it's not." Stefan nodded. "But Elena's pretty upset about it."

A wicked smile danced across Klaus' features. "How interesting."

"It won't be when she does something drastic."

Klaus snorted. "Elena's human, there's not much she can do."

"Maybe not to a vampire." Stefan raised his eyebrows. "But she can very lethal…to herself."

Klaus' smile dropped. "And what do you supposed I do about the situation?"

"You keep Rebekkah away from Damon." Stefan warned. "Or else we'll have a huge problem."

Klaus huffed and dug into his pocket, pulling out his phone and dialing Rebekkah's number. Once she answered, he told her to meet him at the Mystic Grill.

As Klaus hung up his phone, he narrowed his eyes at Stefan. "You seem pretty intent on keeping Rebekkah away so your brother and the love of your life can be together."

"This isn't about me, Klaus." Stefan snapped. "It's about keeping Elena safe. That can't happen when your sister's out, offering herself to any man she passes."

Klaus hissed at him. "Never insult my family, Stefan Salvatore, or you will regret it."

"I'm sure I will." He smirked. "Aren't you supposed to be somewhere?" He turned and made his way back to his car, but called over his shoulder. "Remember, the second Rebekkah even sets foot around Damon, Elena won't hold back."

Klaus grit his teeth and clenched his hands before turning and leaving the woods.