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Elena woke up feeling relaxed and happy. She hadn't slept like this in a very long time. She hadn't slept like this ever since she and Damon didn't share the same bed anymore. Not feeling his warm body against hers, his protective and soothing hold...that was something that she had missed for almost four months. She would wake up in the middle of the night instintively searching for him, her heart aching when the other side of the bed was cold and empty.

But now here she was tightly wrapped in his arms, the other side of her soul lying just beside her. She smiled a smile full of love and softly stroked his hair out of his forehead. Her touch gentle, careful not to wake his sleeping form. Damon was always handsome and perfect, but when he was sleeping he just looked beautiful. He had such a boyish look.

She studied every inch of his face, of his body, knowing that every moment could be their last. Who would tell that this young and strong man who was peacefully sleeping right beside her, had his days counted? That his life was going to end soon?

She held his body tightly against hers for a few seconds, taking in his warmth and all the love he radiated. She slowly kissed his chest, his shoulders, his neck and then showered his face with gentle little kisses. She pressed a light-feather kiss on his parted lips and chuckled lightly when he purred a 'Lena'.

She didn't care what anyone would tell her, what anyone would push her into doing, this very man was the man of her life. What you would call your soulmate, your true love, your great love. He was the time of her life. And she knew that when the inevitabile would come and he would have to leave her, a part of her would die with him. She wouldn't see his unbelievable deep ocean blue eyes anymore, his annoying and yet irresistible smirk, his beautiful hair and his flawless body. She cursed herself for not meeting him first, for not having the chance to spend more time with him. What would she do with her life, once he was gone?

Her eyes started filling up with tears but she quickly held them back, not wanting to start her morning like this. She glanced over to the clock and noticed that it was just 8 am. She snuggled into Damon's body again and as his arms unconsciously wrapped tighter against her and he sighed in contentment, she couldn't hold back those hot tears that started streaming down her face thinking about the fact that there would come a day when she would no longer go to sleep and wake up like this.

"Stefan? Oh god, Stefan, I can't believe you're still up. I told you to try again in the morning. Stop it please." Caroline said, her voice still sleepy and her eyes half closed.

She woke up in the middle of the night, finding Stefan sitting at the side of his bed. His phone in his hand as he tried to call Damon for the hundred time. Lydia left right after her conversation with Stefan, and although he tried to reach Damon multiple times he always had his phone off. He thought about calling his hotel but he didn't know in which one he was.

After some hours Caroline convinced him to go to bed, clearing his mind and then dealing with everything in the morning. But here he was at 4 am, still trying.

"You don't understand, Caroline. I need to talk to him." He said firmly.

She sighed defeatedly. "I understand. I know you're worrying and you have every right to. But seriously Stefan this can't go on anymore. It is not healthy. You sleep three hours at night, you even drink! You think I didn't notice? I know that the whole situation is destroying you. But you need to open up to me, you need to let me in and help you through it. One or two hours won't change anything. He will still be in New York and he will still be taking those pills. Right now though I want you to get under those damn covers and sleep. Really sleep. You know, there is still 8 am so he's probably sleeping. Like we should be doing." She spat.

All the rant that she wanted to tell him for moths finally out of her system.

He turned to look at her, his face guilty and tired.

"I know." He smiled weakly. "You're right. And I'm sorry if I've been ignoring you, or shutting you out. I'm just…sad. Confused. I'll stop now though. I'm going go try again in the morning, and if that stubborn brother of mine won't answer me again you know what I have to do." He sighed.

"Yeah. I know. I know you would travel all the way to New York just to save your big bro's life." Caroline chuckled softly.

He nodded smiling in understanding and got under the covers, hoping with all he had that Damon didn't take those pills.

As she woke up this time, an immediate feeling of anxiety took her in when she didn't find Damon beside her. For just a second she thought that everything that had happened yesterday had been just a dream. It all felt surreal. Her heart skipped a beat for a long moment. But as she looked around and saw that she was indeed in New York and with Damon, she calmed down immediatly.

She quickly got up and headed for the bathroom, freshing up and putting a pair of pajama shorts on. She then headed towards the kitchen and she almost drooled as she smelled bacon and all kind of delicious food.

"Goodmorning Sexy." She said.

He turned around and flashed her one of his most beautiful smiles, his face happy and his blue eyes sparkling. He was wearing a black t-shirt with some jeans and his hair was still damp from a recent shower.

"Goodmorning to you, Gorgeous." He winked.

"This smells so good." She said contently walking around the kitchen.

"You can say so. This is how a french toast should be like. You still can't compare with my cooking skills babe, deal with it." He said cockily, his usual smirk that she secretly loved exactly in place.

She walked over towards him, her eyes narrowing and her hands on her hips.

"You know it's not my fault if you didn't have anything to cook. You cheated. You ordered in." She said pointedly.

He chuckled lightly and when he saw that she was starting to get frustrated he pulled her into his arms, still chuckling when he saw her pout.

"You played dirty." She said with the pout still in place, her fingers tracing light circles on his chest.

"Actually I just ordered the food. I made this all by myself." He said as he pointed to the rich french toast and some other things he'd prepared.

She smiled up at him, kissing his lips gently. "Thank you." She said quietly. "How long have you been awake?"

"An hour or so." He shrugged. "Why?"

"You could have waited me for the shower..." She said seductively.

He smiled mischeviously and whispered in her ear, making her shiver a little. "I pretended you were there with me."

She moaned when he started nibbling on her earlobe, her fingers doing their best to grip at his shoulders so she wouldn't buckle on the ground.

As she felt his arousal pressing into her she pulled away, biting at her bottom lip. She heard him growling and she chuckled amused.

"Later." She winked as she playfully slapped his cheek.

There was a positive vibe in the air and she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Maybe it was because it all was so perfect. Or at least, it seemed to be.

They fed each other and they spent more than thirty minutes eating as Damon kept stealing her kisses and teasing her everywhere.

"Oh, crap." Elena mumbled still chewing her strawberry filled with whipped-cream, while Damon kept showering her neck with kisses sending shivers down her spine.

"What?" He murmured.

"I forgot to put my phone in charge. I heard Caroline last night but it's probably dead by now." She said kind of worried.

"You're not a kid Lena. Besides people know where you are, right?" He said.

"Well.." She said biting her bottom lip. "Not really. I live with Bonnie now and I just left in the morning. I left her a note but that's it."

"Then you have nothing to worry about. But if you want to talk to her now you can use mine." He shrugged.

She thought about it for a moment but then decided that she didn't have to give any explanation. She was with the man she loved and that was all that mattered.

"No, you know what? Today is our day and I want to enjoy it. No concerns." She said kissing his lips and adjusting herself in his lap.

"Okay." He said smiling. "What do you want to do?" He asked.

"I don't know. I thought you could show me the city or something?" She asked with a smile.

"Sure. Go get dressed then." He said as she got up and started gathering through her stuff.

As he watched her doing normal things as getting dressed and simply brushing her hair he realized how much he loved all of it, how he would never be able to let go of what they had and how it pained him to know that sooner or later it would have happened. He nervously swallowed the lump in his throat as he thought about it.

He changed himself in a black shirt and smiled amused when he caught Elena staring at him with a mischevious look.

She was ready in ten minutes and as he put his leather jacket on they were ready to leave. He thought about getting his phone but Mason probably would have harassed him, and he wasn't really sure that he was ready to share Elena with someone else just yet. He wanted to be alone with her and her only as much as possible.

He put his arm around her shoulder as they started walking down the hallway. She took his hand in hers and entwined their fingers.

Their room was on the last floor of the building, and as he pressed the button to go down he turned around to look at Elena with a look of lust. She looked at him questiongly but as soon as his lips pressed on hers she lost herself in him, kissing him back with all the passion she had.

He pressed her roughly against the wall, holding her leg up to his hip.

"You have a thing for the walls, don't you?" She asked teasingly.

He just smirked as he kept kissing down her neck and collarbone, making her moan loud when he buried his face in her breasts.

"Damon. Not here...it's not safe here." She managed to say, slightly breathless.

"Don't care." He said calmly.

His fingers kept teasing her belly, making goose-bumps appear down her body. She rolled her eyes in pleasure when he unbottoned her jeans and started stroaking her through her wet panties.

"You are…ugh –" She cried out as he pressed one finger deeper inside her core.

He started massagging her clit and she knew she was lost. His fingers worked magic on her. Her orgasm hit her hard and it all happened with her panties still on.

She looked at him in awe as she breathed heavily.

"You were saying?" He said raising an eyebrow.

"You are unbelievable." She said shaking her head.

"I know. But you love it." He said cockily.

"Yeah." She admitted.

The doors opened all of a sudden and she immediatly buttoned her jeans. She took Damon's hand as they kept walking through the hotel. It was glorious and surely the best hotel she'd ever been in.

"Shit." Damon said as he noticed that it was raining. "Wait me here. I'm gonna ask if they have an umbrella."

She nodded and sat in one of the couches of the hall. Her eyes widened in surprise as she noticed who walked in. Her heart immediatly started beating faster, thinking that something was wrong. What was Stefan doing here? He was all soaked and he was holding a paper over his head.

He looked around sort of lost. He then spotted her and his eyes were holding a mix of relieve and surprise.

He immediatly approached her. "Elena. Hi." He said.

"Stefan. What are you doing here? Did something happen?" She asked worriedly.

"I...yes. Something happened." He nodded. "Where is Damon?" He asked.

His gaze was holding hope. It wasn't sorrow, or sadness, as she thought she would see in his eyes. After all his brother was dying. But why did she have this impression? As she was about to reply she saw Damon coming towards them. He seemed distracted but as he saw Stefan in front of her, he stiffened.

Stefan turned around and immediatly walked over to him. Elena gasped as he punched Damon in the face.

"What the hell Stefan?" He said harshly.

"This is for not answering your phone, you irresponsible ass." Stefan said, his anger seemed diminishing when he helped Damon standing up.

"Oh sorry, mom." He said sarcastically, touching his bloody lip.

Elena hurried towards him and took a hanky from her bag, holding it up to his lips.

"Stefan? What is wrong with you, what happened?" She asked.

He sat on the couch as they sat on the opposite one.

"It's more than ten hours that I'm trying to reach you, Damon." He sighed taking his head in his hands. "And you too Elena."

"I have to tell you something." He said serious, but she could see he was holding back a smile.

"Shoot." Damon said rolling his eyes.

Elena elbowed him and he groaned softly.

"I'm just going to say it because I'm not good at making speeches. Damon…you're fine. You're not dying." He said, a content smile on his face.

He looked from Damon to Elena a couple of times. They were both speechless and numb.

He could see that Damon was surprised and upset too, but not as much as Elena seemed to be. He could almost sense her heart beating like a drum. She took Damon's hand and held it tight.

"Wha-what do you mean?" She asked shaking her head.

"He's perfectly healthy. Dr. Hunt mixed his file with Zach's one. He was the one...Zach was the one who was dying." He said quietly, his eyes holding sadness at his last words.

Elena couldn't help the wide smile appearing on her face and the content laugh escaping her mouth. She kept saying 'oh my god' and shaking Damon, who was still speechless and unmoving as a statue.

He then looked at her in the eyes, his ocean blue eyes full of vulnerability and mixed emotions.

"I'm fine. I'm fine Elena." He kept whispering to himself, almost in disbelief.

"Yes baby. You're okay!" She said as she throwed herself against him, holding him tight as if he was the most precious thing in the world.

He hugged her back, buring his face in the crook of her neck. She felt her skin getting wet and realized that he was crying. She couldn't hold back the tears too as she started crying in happiness, holding his face in her hands and whispering soothing non sense.

"I can't believe this. This is a miracle, Damon." She said. "I love you. I love you. I love you." She kept saying as she kissed him.

Someone else's life was gone. She knew that it wasn't a miracle, that something awful happened to someone else, but for her it was. She didn't care about anything or anyone but the healthy man in front of her. Maybe it was selfish, but she didn't care.

She wiped his tears away and looked at him in the eyes. They were more blue than ever and she found herself losing into them.

"I love you too Elena. So fucking much." He said.

She then looked at the other couch and noticed that Stefan wasn't there. He was talking ot the phone across the hall and she realized that he probably gave them a moment. She thanked god that the place was almost empty, otherwise people would have thought they were lunatics.

They got up and she wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him tight against her body as she snuggled into him. No one was going to take him away from her. Now nothing could keep them from being together. It was all she wanted, it was all she needed.

He kissed the top of her head and wrapped his arm around her waist, walking towards Stefan.

"I don't know how to thank you Stefan. And I'm sorry if we didn't reply to you. We were..you know..caught up in the moment." She said, blushing slightly.

"You can stop there." He said making a face.

She giggled and wiped the remained tears away from her face. "I better go fix my make-up." She said as she noticed that it was all messed up on her face.

She squeezed Damon's hand and then headed towards the restroom of the hall.

He looked at Stefan then, sighing softly. He still couldn't believe this was actually happening.

"Thank you Stef. I'm sorry I had to make you come over here to tell me this." He said in an apologetic tone. "But then again why couldn't you wait? I would have turned on that phone sooner or later, you know."

He saw Stefan's expression grew serious again and he frowned.

"Damon…tell me you're not taking those pills. The pills Dr. Hunt gave to you." He said softly. "You're not sick, but those drugs can make you and I just…tell me you didn't take them. Please."

He thought about it for a moment and realized that the doctor indeed gave him some pills that day. He even remembered of never using them, though. He had told him to take them only when in pain and in almost four months he'd never felt any kind of pain or sickness. He thanked god for not being one of those people who took medicines just for the sake of it.

"No. I didn't take them." He said serious.

He saw all the worries fade away from Stefan's face and he then realized just how much his brother had been through, and how he suffered.

"You're a great brother Stefan. I'm sorry I don't tell you often." He said.

"You actually never told me in twenty five years, brother. This is the first time." Stefan smirked.

"Well then treasure the moment because I'm not going to say it again." He smirked back.

He patted him on the shoulder as they chuckled softly.

"You're going to come back home, right? Jamie misses you. We all do." Stefan said.

"Of course I will." He nodded serious. "And I miss that kiddo too." He said smiling.

Elena came back a few minutes later, looking much more relaxed and freshed up.
"So? Of what are you two talking about?" She asked.

"That we're going home, love." He said, kissing her on the lips.

"Lena? Have you seen my John Varvatos black shirt?" He called from the bathroom.

"Here." She handed it to him softly, buttoning the last buttons of her silky white shirt.

"Thank you baby girl." He said kissing her.

He started deepening the kiss and she immediatly pulled off, chuckling lightly.

"No more Damon. They're all going to be here in fifteen minutes." She said, pointing a finger at him.

"Fine." He moaned.

She shook her head in amusement as she finished putting some make-up on. It had been a month since they came back and today Elena had decided to organize a party to celebrate Damon's healthiness and return.

When they first came back they were all happy and ecstatic for the both of them, surprised for the change of events. Damon had been mesmerized to see how much people cared about him. Jenna had started crying in happiness, hugging him for five consecutive minutes. Alaric was glad that his buddy was back and they hanged out even more now, if not at the Grill then at Jenna's or at the Boarding House.

Even Jeremy couldn't be more happy, joking about the fact that he was the only boyfriend Elena ever had who he really liked.

She even introduced him to Bonnie one night, who seemed doubtful at first. She had told her that Damon sure was a handsome guy and that she didn't like him just because of it. She considered him cocky, a womanizer and all the worst stuff. She was exaggerating and both Elena and Caroline knew it. Typical Bonnie and her judginess.

Elena was surprised to find Caroline so okay with the idea of her and Damon though. She said that she'd judged him too fast and that he was after all a good guy. Elena couldn't be more glad of it. Damon wasn't someone who opened up easily and she knew it.

He didn't hear from his father and she didn't dare to ask. Talking about it always put Damon in a bad mood or pissed him off.

As far as she was concerned, Damon asked her to move in with him almost immediatly. Being away from her and going through so much suffering taught him not to waste any minute, he told her. He wanted to wake up with her beside him and going to sleep doing the same thing.

She had of course accepted it and it felt already so normal and natural living with him. Maybe it was because she had already lived three months at the Boarding House when she worked as a nanny, but still it all seemed right. She had started studing again, occasionally working with Caroline for her events planning organization. Bonnie decided to move back to Mystic Falls too and work with them.

Damon agreed on working with Stefan, no involvments with their father. At first he was hesitant but Elena could see that he was enjoying doing something again and spending more time with his baby bro.

Jamie on the other hand didn't seem so happy to see him. He wasn't being forgiven. He was angry and disappointed, asking him over and over again why did he have to leave without saying goodbye. Why 'Uncle D' had to leave for so long. Damon had felt so bad about it that she had to sooth him everyday, reminding him that Jamie was just a kid and that he would have forgiven him eventually. Damon feared that it was about the Katherine thing. Jamie knew how her mother abandoned him and his father, and he probably felt like Damon did the same.

"I'm proud of you. You're finally showing your cooking skills to the rest of the people." She giggled wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Just because you asked me to do it. I'm pefectly fine with showing my skills just to you, if you know what I mean…" He said winking.

"Pig." She slapped his shoulder playfully.

"You didn't seem to think so one hour ago when you had your –" He was saying when the doorbell rang.

"Say no more!" She gave him a pointed look.

He rolled his eyes amused and slapped her ass before heading down to open the door.

Thirty minutes later people were all arrived and they were all ecstatic to finally try Damon's oh-so famous cooking skills.

They were all enjoying the appetizers as Elena showed to Bonnie the house for the first time.

"Wow. It looks amazing. How many rooms does it actually have?" She asked as she looked around.

"Ten bedrooms and nine bathrooms. Oh and of course there's the masterbedroom which is our room." She said smiling.

"Holy crap." Bonnie said, her eyes widening.

She was glad Bonnie decided to come, but also sad because of the fact that she only came just because she knew that Jeremy wouldn't be here. She still wasn't over him and the fact that he was now with Anna only made it worse.

"Do you mind if we sit down for a second? I think I've already drank too much alcohol." Elena said as they entered one of the rooms.

It was now a week that she felt dizziness from time to time and she blamed it on the fact that she was studying and working a little bit more. But she also knew better. The fact was that if she was indeed pregnant, she didn't know how Damon would take it. If he would be pissed that she kept it a secret from him, or the fact that she actually wanted a baby from him even when she thought he was doing to die. What if he didn't want this baby at all? What if he wasn't ready or he didn't want it with her? It was a huge step and Elena knew that she was in the shit. Even though she was still young and maybe not ready, she knew that a baby from Damon would complete her life and that it would make her the happiest woman alive. She knew it because there wouldn't be a thing that she would love more. She would accept everything that life would bring her. But she was scared. She was freaking scared that Damon would leave her, that things between them would change drastically and broke the dream they were living.

She chose to ignore it for the past week but she just couldn't anymore.

"Elena?" Bonnie said softly.

She realized that she had been staring blankly somewhere in the room for the past few minutes and immediatly recomposed herself.

"Yeah, sorry, let's go." She said getting up.

Bonnie took her hand and made her sit down on the bed again.

"What's wrong Elena?" She asked serious.

Bonnie could read her like a book sometimes.

"I feel a little bit tired, that's it." She said casually, shrugging.

"Are you pregnant?" She asked all of a sudden.

Her head snapped to look at her friend, a guilty expression on her face. She knew she couldn't lie to Bonnie. She never had.

"It's possible." She sighed.

"I figured." Her friend smiled soflty. "And I think Caroline is figuring too. This week you always felt nauseous, or tired. Yesterday afternoon you almost fainted and now you say you're feeling dizzy."

"I'm scared, Bonnie. I know you'll think I'm crazy but…when we were in New York and we still thought Damon was going to die, I wanted to get pregnant. I wanted to have his child to keep a part of him." She said, her eyes tearing up.

"Oh sweetie. I don't think you're crazy at all. I just think you're a woman who's deeply in love, I think I would have done the same you know." Bonnie said, holding her hands.

"Thank you Bon." Elena smiled softly. "But the point is that I don't know if he wants it too. A baby is a huge deal. He's probably not ready, or he doesn't want it. And I'm worried that he's going to leave me or stay with me just because he feels like he has to. I'm scared I will lose him again Bonnie." She said taking her face in her hands.

"Shh. Calm down Elena. I'm sure he would be happy. He loves you so much. There's no way that he wouldn't want this as much as you do."

"But I lied to him. I told him I were on the pill and I wasn't. I wanted to carry his child even if he wasn't here with me anymore." She said.

"But he is. He is Elena and what you did just prove how devoted you are to him and how much you love him. I'm sure he will understand, if that's the case, that is. Because there's always a chance that you're not actually pregnant…you know that right?" Bonnie said tentatively.

"I know." Elena said smiling weakly. "I actually bought a pregnancy test. Can you please bring it to me?"

"Sure. Where is it?" Bonnie replied.

"In the drawer under the sink. It's hidden on the left." She said.

Bonnie nodded and got up, coming back a few moments later with the little box and an amused smile on her lips.

"There were like seven of this in there." She said.

"I know. Just to be sure, you know." She said chuckling.

"Now we just have to open it and see how it works, I guess." Bonnie sighed.

She was tense Elena noticed and it actually made her smile. It felt like yesterday that they were just kids or teenagers at their first crushes. And now here they were, a pregnancy test in their hands.

Just then the door flew open and the box fell from her hands.

"Here you are." Damon said with a smile, his gaze lovingly falling on her.

He noticed how upset and tense they both were and then noticed Elena's wet face from recent tears.

He immediatly grew worried and didn't think twice before going and kneeling in front of her.

"Hey. Lena." He said quietly, trying to make her look at him. "Baby look at me." He said taking her chin in his hand and caressing it softly.

"I guess I'm just gonna...go." Bonnie said awkwardly, leaving the room.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" His voice was serious and yet soothing.

She shook her head softly, holding his hands and making him seat next to her. "I need to tell you something." She said shyly.

"You know you can tell me everything."

"I…I might be pregnant Damon." She said holding his gaze.

His eyes widened and she saw his face going pale for a moment.

"How...I mean…are you sure? I thought you were on the pill?" He asked, confusion and anxiety written all over his face.

She gave him a guilty look and she knew that that was it. He would be pissed.

"I lied to you in New York. I told you I was on the pill but it wasn't true. I was desperate, Damon. I was losing you and having your child was all I thought I could keep. I wanted a part of you with me. I'm sorry I know I should have told you." She said as she started crying again.

He opened his mouth a few times to say something but nothing came out. He stood up in front of her.

"You wanted to have my child even though you knew I was going to die? How did you even think about something like that? How you thought you were going to raise him? Alone? Not letting that baby have a father? That was…that was irresponsible of you, Elena. You know I wouldn't have let you do it. You knew what I thought. You should have moved on, not having a child of someone who couldn't be there with you." He said harshly.

She stood up too, her face hardening.

"And I thought I told you how you are it for me Damon. You and no one else. I don't think I would have been able to move on. I love you too much to do something like that." She said firmly. "So no, I'm not going to apologize because I wanted a baby from you. Because I wanted to keep a part of you for the rest of my life."

His face softened and he walked towards her, his face studying her slowly.

He kneeled down and took the box with the pregnancy test in his hands, sitting on the edge of the bed and taking her with him.

He sighed softly and took her hands in his, softly caressing them with his thumbs.

"Now we're going to see how this stuff works, because thank god I've never done this before," He said smiling a little, making her chuckle. "I want you to know that no matter what happens, I'm going to love you either way. I love you Elena and you're the woman of my life. If you're actually pregnant…then bring it. I want everything with you. I can't promise you to be the best dad in this world because honestly mine taught me everything but being a good one. But I'm gonna try. I'll do everything to make you happy and support you. I love you so much, Elena. I'm sorry I got mad at you." He said pulling her into his arms.

He held her tightly against his body, his chin resting on top of her head.

"I love you too Damon." She said. "But do you really want this? Are you ready?" She said looking up at him with her doe eyes.

"Yes." He said kissing her gently. "I know it's a huge step and I can't assure you that I'm not going to screw something up, but I'm ready…I think. I'd be honored if you are indeed carrying my child." He said softly.

He rubbed her arms soothingly and pulled her head to his chest, the warmth of it and his drumming heart comforting her.

"We have guests to go back though so I say let's do this later, okay?" He said with a tentative smile.

"Okay." She said nodding.

He took her hand in his as they stepped out of the door.

6 months later:

Today had been a tough day and he'd even fought with Stefan on some things. All he wanted to do was crawl into bed and spend all tomorrow in it.

He parked his car into the driveway and sighed as he got out, the cold air almost freezing him. He quickly opened the door and stepped inside taking his leather jacket off.

"Babe? I'm home." He said.

"In the kitchen." She called.

He smiled already and headed towards the kitchen, finding his beautiful girlfriend cooking for him.

"Welcome back." She said softly.

"Mmhmm." He purred as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Ow! Your hands are cold!" She squealed.

He chuckled and kissed her neck. "And you're all warm." He said, nuzzling his face into her neck.

"Damon..." She said.

"Yeah?"

"I need to talk to you." She said, taking a seat on one of the stools.

She sighed, knowing full well that it would upset him. "She called."

His face immediatly grew hard and his fits clentched together. He didn't want to talk about her. Not tonight. It was a touchy argument and he just wasn't ready.

"Again?" He asked annoyed.

"Yes, again." She said.

"What did she want." He said as he started pacing around the room.

"She wants to talk to you and -" She explained.

"Then you can tell her she can go to hell." He said before furiously heading upstairs.