Damon wasn't sure what was wrong with Elena. Her forehead had felt hot and she had this look in her eye that read something like...hurt and pain but as soon as Avatar was over and he switched to regular TV to changed disks. Buffy the vampire slayer came on. Damon switched the disks as he watched it come on. He left it and got back in the bed. It was about five o' clock give or take the sun setting.

It was the full whole two hour of Buffy the vampire slayer.

That was six minutes ago; he took a quick glance at Elena and saw that her eyes were glued to the TV as Xander dumped Cordelia. She looked as if she never seen this before.

"So this show is about a girl that's a slayer who slays vampires?"

Damon ripped his eyes from the TV to look at Elena. She had her legs crossed at her ankles, sitting against the headboard.

"Yeah, but this is season two, episode sixteen." Elena turned her head at him. Damon bit his lip and shrugged his shoulders. He even knew the name of the episode. Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered. "I love watching Buffy the vampire slayer. It's an exciting show. The vampire turn to dust when she kills them. There are werewolves and all kinds of crazy shit in this. My brother hates the concept of the show. She's a slayer but falls in love with a vampire and the vampire she falls in love with ends up turning into what he used to be..." Elena looked at him confused. The story was interesting to her and it was typical of Stefan to deny things like that. He hated things about love and lost-longing. He just liked the pure thought of just himself. Elena was just the perfect thing to show off while he kept certain things, like other girls hidden. And Elena was glad that she didn't make love with him as she hoped. She could just imagine, him pull down his pants and it's all green and black. Yuck. Or it fell off.

She shivered.

"I have all the seasons if you want them..." Damon coughed and scratched his head. "I can let you borrow them if you want."

Elena smiled and ran her hands through her hair. "I'd love too. It'll be fun. I have nothing else to do."

Damon smiled back at her before he turned his attention back to the TV. He was too involved with the TV too notice Elena's hand move an inch close to him.

;..;

An hour later...

Elena's hand was on his thigh, now and Damon couldn't help but not grow in his pants. Her hand was on his knee and it wasn't like he didn't like the attention. He hadn't had attention or any of that attention in years. Just he barely knew her and didn't want to turn this into a one-night stand. He slept with a girl for a one night stand and it didn't end well. She was a lousy lover in bed and Damon was bored. The girl was boring so it made the sex boring.

"So, Angelus is Angel when he has a soul and Buffy fell in love with Angel but she still feels for him even though he is evil."

Damon nodded his head and looked at Elena. She was staring at the TV with one hand in her lap and the other on his knee. He lost his focus on the TV as he watched as Elena snaked out her tongue to lick it across her lip. Damon swore that she was doing that to tease him. But it could have been involuntarily. She didn't mean it maybe.

"So, how old are you?"

Damon laughed. That was a nice ice breaker.

"I'm twenty five. I'm two years old than my brother. How old are you?"

Elena bit her lip and looked at him. Her brown eyes were shining for a second.

"I'm twenty."

Damon was close. He guessed nineteen.

"So I'm five years younger than you. Makes me feel so old." Damon grabbed onto his heart and squeezed it lightly. Anna was one year younger than him. Damon shook his head and mentally slapped his head. He wasn't going to think about her. She was far gone.

"Oh" Elena giggled and snuggled closer. Her head was feeling heavy and she really wanted to be held right now. Her mind couldn't get over what Vicki told her. Stefan was cheating on her or wasn't. But then why would Damon, tell her that he was fucking someone else on the side. Who the hell was this other person? Did she look better than her? Bigger breast? Wasn't a virgin?

Duh Elena. Duh.

"I'm wondering, why do people cheat?"

It was a random question and Elena hoped that she wasn't getting an answer but she kinda did what it. She wanted to know why.

"Well, most times they want more. They aren't getting enough so feel that they should get what they are looking for from someone else. Me, personally, I never understood it and don't highly like cheating. But sometimes cheating is a good thing; you end up meeting that person your meant to be with sometimes."

Elena felt her heart stop for a second.

What if the person Stefan was cheating on her with was the one for him?

What about her?

Elena felt her heart beat fast in her chest and she grabbed onto chest to grasp her heart. She wanted it to stop beating so fast. She cradled her chest and leaned forward. Breathing heavily before Damon came at her side and pulled her to him. He turned her around in his arms so he could look at her face, knocking off the remotes and movies that were between them from earlier.

"Elena, what's wrong?"

Elena stuttered and grasped and her eyes closed for a spilt second before she opened them wide.

Damon being a OBGYN knew some things about doctoring. If that was a word. He ripped Elena's halter in half and ripped the shards from her body. He wished he had Caroline right next to him. She would know what to do because all he knew was that he had to give her room to breathe. She was having an attack. For what reason he was not sure.

"I...can't...breathe...anxiety...attack...heart...hurts." She tried to roll over and calm her breathing as Vicki always told her to do but she couldn't. She couldn't stop thinking about what she heard from both Vicki and Damon.

Damon regretted doing this but he grabbed a pillow from his side of the bed and lifted her head up. She placed it under her head and straighten her out. Tears were down her eyes and he quickly ran from his room to downstairs. He needed a bowl of hot water and something to calm her down. This was what he did to take care of Anna when she had her anxiety attacks so maybe it worked for Elena as well. He rushed towards his kitchen and pulled out a blue bowl and filled it with hot water. He grabbed a wash rag from the drawer below the cabinet and he rushed back upstairs making sure not to spill a drop. Elena was still crying and clutching her chest. Damon rushed to her side and knocked over his clock off his dresser. He placed the bowl there and dipped a bit of the towel. He ran it over Elena's forehead and she winced at how hot the water was before she stopped crying.

Damon kept repeating the process, dapping at her forehead with the towel. Her hand was still on her chest.

"Does it still hurt?"

Elena nodded her head. She couldn't speak.

Damon un-buttoned his shirt and peeled it off his body. He threw it off to the side and leaned towards Elena. Her eyes were wide staring at his naked ivory chest. He had six abs to die for and if Elena had confidence and wasn't clearly engaged to an asshole. She'd do something about this.

Damon reached forward with his hands and looked down at her pink bra. It was tight and covered her breast. He didn't tell her anything because he knew that she would try and decline but this was the best thing that he could do. She needed to regulate her breathing and how about laying on someone's chest. Someone she trusted. Even though they were complete strangers, Damon wanted to help as best as he could.

He picked Elena up as she continued to ogle his chest, not paying attention. She was still admiring his upper body when she heard and felt his hands go around her back and unclasped her bra. She struggled against him, trying to fight but it was no use. Her heart hurt and she didn't really want to stop Damon from touching her. He had skilled hands as he removed her bra, said his sorries but that this was the best that he could do. As he tossed her bra to the side he straighten himself to lay down and set Elena on top of him. He adjusted the covers which took a bit a time but as soon as the covers were over her back and pooling around her waist. Elena felt better. She remembered Stefan doing this once but it wasn't the same. He was the same height as her so her hair was in her face and after she started to feel better he would push her off and leave. Damon, on the other hand, he was taller so her head rested on his chest and her hands were cuddled to his chest as his arms wrapped around her. It felt nice, but she wasn't going to say anything if she felt better. She didn't want Damon to push her away as Stefan did.

"Are you okay? I feel that your heart isn't thundering against your chest anymore. What happened to make you have the attack?"

Elena wanted to giggled but she also remembered that she was faking it so said nothing but a shrug and a joke. She was trying to change the subject. "You sound like a doctor."

Damon chuckled and his chest vibrated against hers. "I am. Not with the hospitals but I'm a gyno."

Elena was frozen stuck. Her heart was pumping regularly now but she couldn't get past what her ears had heard.

He, Sex God Damon, checked woman's health and things down there. Wow.

"You can go head and laugh. I don't mind if you do. My brother laughed his ass off. Fucking bastard." Elena giggled and then shook her head. Something that they could agree on. He was.

"I'm not going to laugh at you but you can only check down there if the woman has had sex or kids?"

Elena propped her self up on her arms as she looked down at him. At his face, in his blue eyes.

"Yeah. Why you want me to check you?" Her heart must have been working properly. He didn't want to say anything. He kinda liked her on top of him. It was nice.

"No." Elena said all to quickly before she felt her cheeks turn red. She looked down at Damon's chest and tried to hide her blushing cheeks but it was no use. Damon had unwrapped his arms from around her and picked her face up with his hands, staring into her eyes.

"Don't ever feel like this. Your are a beautiful woman. If you weren't on top of me without a top on and I didn't just see my brother today. I would have highly turned on my charm and took you out somewhere. Dinner or such. I don't know why your blushing but don't. Your just too cute for that." Damon looked at Elena, in her brown eyes. She actually believed him for a split second before she remembered Stefan. Her...whatever he was now.

"It's not that. I've never...had sex." She said it. She was blushing again and she couldn't stop her cheeks from turning red.

Damon didn't mind it though. He was sort of glad that his brother had slept with her. One woman that he hadn't touched.

"Well, as soon as you do. Come and see me. I'll take care of it for you. Free of charge. I do home deliveries."

Elena started to chuckled and then lifted herself up slightly as soon as she did Damon closed his eyes. Elena smiled. He was giving her modesty. Giving her some dignity well what she had left from earlier attack. And it wasn't like she had these a lot just when she couldn't stop thinking and her heart was pounding against her chest. She felt like she couldn't breathe, but now that Damon was underneath her. She felt better.

"You really do home deliveries?" Elena had settled back down on his chest and looked at him. He opened his eyes and nodded his head.

"I don't, but I could for you. Like I said free of charge" He winked at her and ran his hands up and down her back. Elena felt like cooing and purring. It was relaxing to her.

"So what are your plans with me now, since I'm topless." Elena looked at him with her hand on her cheek as she waited for his answer. She waited patiently as Damon looked at her, trying to come up with an answer.

He couldn't tell her what he was really thinking, because he wasn't really thinking at all. He was 'thinking' with his other head and that wasn't a good sign.

Elena laid her head on his chest and heard his heart pumping against his chest. It didn't have a steady beat.

So he was aroused?

Elena lazily moved her leg against his pants. And Damon hissed in a breath.

He sat up, pulling Elena with him. He stared into her brown eyes as he tried to re-gain his control over himself. One more move like that and he was bound to lose control.

"Don't do that. We barely know each other and you want too...I can't. It's wrong and I really want to take my time with you."

Elena shrugged her shoulders.

"I'm sorry. I just don't know about the human body, well the guy human body. I read about it but I never really..."

Damon 'hmmmmed' and sucked in his teeth. He looked at her with a smile on his face.

"Do you want to see what a man's penis is?"

Elena was frozen in place. Was he serious or was he playing with her? And didn't he just say that he wanted to take his time with her? But it wasn't like he said, 'Oh yeah, I want to take my time with you let's fuck real slow.'

"Are you serious?"

Elena couldn't get Stefan out of her mind for that second.

What if Damon already knew that she was getting married to his brother and was using her to get back at Stefan for sleeping with Anna. What if he was calling her right now, ready to confess to his cheating ways. What if...

Elena snapped to attention as she heard her phone vibrate loud on Damon's dresser. She excused herself for a second from Damon as she moved to the side to get her phone. She was glancing out of the corner of her eye at Damon. Even though her breast were exposed to the air, he was not looking at them. He was still focused on her face.

Elena reached for her phone and looked at it in her hands. The phone was vibrating loud in her hands as a unknown number slid across the screen. She clicked the answer key and placed the phone to her ear. She said a soft Hello and then waited for the other person to answer.

When they did, all Elena could do was wince.

The person was sobbing into the phone and it hurt her ears.

"Is this...Elena?"

Elena said a soft yeah, her eyebrow rose as she waited for the woman to reply back.

"Well, my name is...it doesn't matter, but I do what to let you know that your fiancee Stefan, is cheating on you with me. He left my house not to long ago and he will be back. He left his phone under my bed. I got your number from his phone."

Elena's eyes opened wide. Was this woman serious?

"So, your the one that's fucking my fiancee?" Elena nearly screamed out loud and she felt like swallowing her words back. Damon was next to her.

"Yes, I am bitch. He'll never love you or marry you. After I graduate college in three months, he's going to leave your ass. Just wanted to give you a heads up." The woman on the otherline was sniffling, not sobbing. "He's waiting till you give it up to him so he can leave you."

Elena felt like a frog was in her throat. She couldn't believe what she heard.

"Fine."

Elena never was the type to curse or yell, like Vicki. So she didn't. She said fine again as the other woman said fine and she hung up the phone, throwing her phone towards the door. It snapped in half and Elena just turned her hands into fist.

She was such a fool.

Damon watched as Elena bit her lip and pinched her nose. He couldn't believe what he had heard.

"So, your the one that's fucking my fiancee?"

She was engaged but why was there no engagement ring on her finger?

Damon then realized something that should have came to him way before this.

Elena, the woman topless in his bed, was Stefan's fiancee.

Small fucking world.

Damon already told her that Stefan was a cheater and maybe that was why she had her attack. But what was he going to do about it now?

He wasn't sure. So he looked at her and really looked at her.

As soon as his blue eyes settled on her brown ones, something rushed through his body and he couldn't place what it was. It felt dark and deep and he never felt this way before. Never.

It was something that he never felt before but he heard about it.

It started with a r.

"Your engaged to my brother, aren't you?"

Elena didn't answer. She just briefly nodded her head.

The thing that was running through his body had reached his lower antamony and he had the stragnest feeling to mount Elena and take her right there, not caring that she was a virgin.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Elena shrugged her shoulders.

"I wanted to get more information out of you, but I kept thinking about what you said and my friend said and I just felt like I couldn't breathe. I'm sorry for lying. I'll just go."

Elena made her way to get out of the bed when Damon grabbed her arm. He turned her around to face him. His blue eyes were looking into her brown eyes and he felt something there between them like a spark.

But he realized what was tumbling and cooking in his belly, it was called revenge.

Damon looked at her, looked at Elena. He didn't want to use her like that. It wasn't like she was using him.

Maybe? Was she?

He didn't know and at the moment as he looked in her eyes. He believed that she hadn't and wouldn't.

She was just hurt and vulnerable.

Like he was still hurt and vulnerable.

"I've been through pain and I have been cheated on. I'm sorry for whatever my brother did. I know how it feels. You feel like everything that you ever told that person was bullshit and you can't stop the feeling of insecurity inside of your self. But I'm here for you Elena. We can do whatever you want. We can talk it out or..." Elena placed her index finger on his lips and she shook her head. His desire for her was pushing back because he didn't want to use her. He didn't want to cause her anymore pain or confusion.

"I've never wanted to be with cheater. I hate everything that they are. I wish apart of me could forgive Stefan but I can't. I know that he'll continue do cheat on me whether I tell him I know or not. I barely know you and I feel rather comfortable around you. I know that you are aroused for me." Damon opened his mouth, to stutter but Elena shushed him once again. She wasn't sure what she was feeling but she wanted to get it out of her system. "I am aroused for you, if that makes sense, because it doesn't for me. Right now, my breast are exposed and yet you aren't looking at them but at me. That counts for something."

Damon nodded his head as he looked at Elena.

He was somewhat confused. What did him not looking at her breast not count for?

"I want to go further with this. I want to…" She wasn't sure how to say it. She wanted to feel someone right now and he was a doctor so couldn't he take it easy with her? Plus she was already feeling something in the pit of her stomach and really finding out that Stefan was cheating on her was an added bonus to make her do what she wasn't sure she was thinking.

It would make her like a cheater but she wanted to see what Stefan gained out of it, but she didn't want to use Damon like that. She didn't want to hurt him, just because she was hurting.

"You want to have sex with me?" Damon asked out of curiosity. He wasn't sure where she was going with this and he kinda hated that she wanted to go all the way with him. Yeah, he was attracted to her but he didn't want to take her while she was vulnerable.

Hell he was still vulnerable.

It was now or never. She could leave this room and borrow a shirt and never look back. Accept that Stefan was a cheater and marry him because she loved him. Or maybe it was never love because he was the first boy that she ever dated. First boy that she ever kissed.

"Damon, kiss me and we'll see where it goes from there." Elena gulped as Damon briefly smiled. He was nervous and she was too. Her heart was kicking up again and it would suck if she passed out while they kissed.

Damon placed his hands onto Elena's cheeks and kissed her. The kiss was meant to be quick and brief from their nerves bouncing all around in their body. But as soon as their lips met, something in them both went off and they came closer together. Trying to get in each other's bodies through their mouths.

Tell me what you think about the chapter. Please I thought about it and wanted Elena to have this over her head you know. I'll explain more further down the world.

I'm also planning The Damons: After the Turn, if you have any ideas, please let me know