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Happy Halloween!

"Elena?" Damon was making breakfast for her, naked. Caroline had spent the night at Vickie's, leaving the house to Damon and Elena. They had fun, not the dirty kind of fun, they just walked around the house naked, enjoying the view of each others bodies. Which was a pretty nice sight for them both.

"Yeah?." Elena walked into the kitchen. Her hair was a wet mess around her head and she had a black towel wrapped around her tight body. The water from her shower was sliding down her body and seeping into the towel. She walked towards the island in the middle of the kitchen and sat down while watching as Damon moved around the kitchen, flipping pancakes and whistling once again as he had this morning. He was turning the switch to the french toast so the bread would be heated. The syrup was out and Elena was looking at it as she watched Damon cook. She peeped at his bum, his sexy muscular bum.

"What would you like to eat? I'm making pancakes, french toast, scrambled eggs, and fresh squeezed oranges. He turned around and went across the kitchen to get some plates. He pulled them out of the cabinets and placed them in front of Elena. Two black plates. The forks were already on the island.

"I want french toast, please." She opened her eyes and smiled. Damon chuckled and turned around. Preparing Elena's meal when he heard his phone rung.

Since it was next to Elena. She picked it up and answered it. It was a common thing for them. They had been only dating for three days but if one of their phones ringed and they were in the room. They answered not really caring. They trusted each other completely.

"Damon?" Elena looked at Damon as he placed the french toast on her plate. She looked at them and licked her lips as the person on the line began to speak. "Dude, I just got back from Canada. I think it's time to chill."

"Who's that?"

Elena shrugged her shoulders and didn't say a word.

"Damon, are you still pissed over what Stefan did. Shit man, you need to let that go. I have this mate of mine with a twin. If you want her I can hook you up." The voice was purely male but sounded sweet.

"Excuse me, this is his girlfriend. May I ask who's calling?"

It brought a smile to Damon's face as Elena called herself his girlfriend. He was smiling all over. His cock grew in length and Damon was glad that the island was tall enough to hide his erection.

"Oh, sorry. Excuse that last comment about the twin thing. I'm Jeremy. Is Damon around?"

"Yes, he's cooking us breakfast. I'll put him on the phone." Elena handed the phone to Damon and he took it, placing it to his ear as he made his plate. He was filling it up with two pancakes, one slice of french toast, a lot of scrambled eggs. He turned it around and placed it on the island and Elena looked at it hungrily.

"What's up, Jeremy? How was Canada?"

Elena waited till Damon turned around before she reached for his plate. She switched her plate with his and picked up her fork. She quickly dug in, her hand grabbing for the syrup that was next to her. She poured vast amounts on her plate before she took a bite.

It was delicious.

"I'm good. Just still shocked. You have a girlfriend? Is she someone I know." Jeremy's voice was low and Damon was laughing. Jeremy was a pure idiot sometimes.

"Ummmm, she's Stefan's ex." Damon waited for Jeremy's up-coming outburst but it never came.

Meanwhile, Elena was wolfing down his plate. Not caring that Damon's back was too her and he could turn around and catch her.

She was hungry damn it.

"Stefan has had a lot of exs. How about I just meet her when I visit."

"Sure, if you don't mind Caroline."

Jeremy laughed. He nearly forgot about the blonde lesbian.

"It'll be nice to see her. I miss my wing-woman. Well I'm head off to work and than come by later. Later Dude."

Damon said later and hung up the phone. He turned around and placed it on the island. Elena was on the scrambled eggs when he noticed that his plate didn't have just french toast.

He looked up at her and began to smile. Something told him to make more food.

"You know, Elena." She looked up at him and secretly smiled as she chewed on the last bits of scrambled egg. "If you're not pregnant. I'm putting you on birth control. Big time."

She swallowed the last of the eggs and smirked at him. Her tongue licking over her teeth.

"Dr. Salvatore, I'll tell you this. I'll say no now and no later." She paused and danced in her seat. Her hair was half dry from her just sitting there. "More please."

Damon shook his head and smiled. He was glad that Elena was with him. He loved her so much.

He just couldn't wait to show her.

~ ;..; ~

Elena danced around the house with her mini-skirt and white tank top as she singed a long to P!nk. She was singing runaway. She was alone in the house. Damon went out to go help Stefan with something. Stefan had called while they were talking their morning bath together and asked Damon if he could help him build something. Damon said sure and kissed Elena on the head. He told her that he was going to rush so he could come back home and hang with her. He didn't want to be away from her for so long.

But it was fine with Elena. She got to sing out loud, with no one stopping her.

"I've got my things packed. My favorite pillow. Got my sleeping bag. Climb out the window. All the pictures and pain. I left behind. All the freedom and fame. I've got to find."

Elena sung her heart out, twirling as she did so, her hair was still drying. She had got it wet again when she had took her bath with Damon. They had a bubble bath and her and Damon were splashing each other. There was at least five towels on the floor to prove it.

"Well I'm to young to be. Taken seriously. But I'm too old to believe. All this hypocrisy." Elena continued to sing her heart out. She was so bored and felt that singing would passed the time till Damon came back. She had something planned for his birthday next week and couldn't wait. He was turning twenty six and Elena was planning on having him receive twenty six birthday presents but he was a little to old for birthday presents.

Elena's initial plan was to dress up in something sexy and lacy and see-through with a bow on her. Damon would love that but then she wanted to try something different. She didn't want everything to be the same for them. She wanted the sex to always be different so he wouldn't get bored. She was still a virgin at it and even though he loved what she did to him, she wanted him to unleash the inner animal inside of him. That would be fun.

Elena continued to sing. Using her fist as a microphone as she slid around the house in her socks. Her skirt kicking up as she did the can-can and all sorts of dances that she saw cheerleaders do.

She shook her head back and fourth, her hair swinging all around as she sung her heart out.

"I've got to runaway. This life makes no sense to me. It don't make any sense to me. It don't make any sense to me. Life don't make any sense to me."'

The song ended and Elena cut the music from her ipod and bowed to everything and no one. Her heart was racing and blood was pumping through her body. She sat down on the couch and calmed down her heavy breathing heart, glad that she got that out of her system.

She kicked her legs up on the couch and thought about everything in her life.

Damon and her. The could be baby inside of her. Stefan and his pregnancy. She had already forgiven but deep down she wanted to see how he was doing. She knew that after he told her why he cheated on her, that he assumed that they were going to start over everything. Well all Elena had to say to that was she was taken and was not planning on cheating on Damon. Heck to the no.

Her phone rung in her skirt pocket. She pulled it out and looked at her phone. It was an unknown number. She rose her eyebrow and answered the call. She hoped it wasn't that Bonnie bitch. She felt so confident that she was going to curse her out this time.

mmmmHmmmmm...

"Hello?"

She heard a sorts of coughs before the person spoke. A loud wind like noise was heard in the background.

"Elena, my dear. Is this you? Vickie said this was your new number."

Elena froze. Her entire body froze.

It was her mother.

The person who was speaking to her right now was her mother.

"Mom?"

It was quiet before anything was said.

"Yes. I'm on my way towards the airport. I'm coming down to visit. Do you still stay with Stefan?"

Did Vickie not tell her mother where she lived now or Vickie thought it was best for Elena to tell her own mother.

Vickie was a meanie.

"No. I'm with my new boyfriend."

What would her mother think of her? If she knew that she slept with Stefan' brother and could be pregnant by him? She'd probably throw a fit, but her mother wasn't like most mothers.

This was Isobel Gilbert, Elena was talking about here. She of the negative.

She was just going to be like.

'About time. I knew you were going to fuck around on someone with someone else.'

"New boyfriend? What's his name?"

She was actually calm about the whole thing.

This was weird.

"Damon Salvatore. He's Stefan's brother." Elena gulped. How was her mother going to react now?

"Oh, what happened. Do you want to talk about this?"

Elena was shocked. This was her mother but her mother was never so calm about things. She was a drama queen ever since her father left.

"Why are you liked this mother? What happened to you?"

"Nothing. I've changed my life around. I met a wonderful man and let all that bad stuff go. I don't think about the past. Only the future."

Elena heard the smile in her voice and now she was wondering how this 'wonderful man' that her mother was talking about changed her life around.

"Mom, who is this man? How long have you known him?"

Her mom was silent for a long time that Elena had to ask if she was there to get her attention again.

"I've known him all your life, Elena. We talked about everything and now I've changed. I'm a new woman." She paused again and Elena hoped that her mother was being honest. "Elena, I'm going to come visit with him and I'll explain everything on the phone. Not like this. Not over the phone."

Elena stood up off the couch. She wanted to know now, right this instant.

"Mom, you're going to tell me now! No more games. You've turned me into a negative monster. All I think about is Damon leaving me. I might be pregnant and I just think that he'll back out and kick me to the curb. I'm mentally messed up because everything that you told me when I was a little kid. You were right about Stefan. He cheated on him because I wasn't enough for him. Is this what you wanted, mom? Is this what you wanted. For you're daughter to be afraid. Is that what you wanted?"

Elena could hear the sadness in her voice. Her cheeks were wet from the tears that were sliding down her face.

"No. I didn't want that for you. I was hurt because you're father cheated on me, but all is forgiven. I've let it all go. The man that I'm with is your..."

Elena's heart stopped. She heard footsteps against the wooden floor but she stood frozen on the floor. She was waiting.

"Father. I found him and we're coming to see you."

Elena fell to the floor on her knees. She couldn't believe this.

"Don't even bother coming down. Both of you ruined my life." Elena hung up the phone and threw it on the other sofa. She wrapped her arms around herself and rocked herself as she thought of her mother's words.

Her father? Her fucking father?

Hell no!

She continued to rock herself as Damon's warm arms wrapped around Elena. He had heard everything that Elena said. He was heart-broken that Elena would say that but than he realized that her mother brain-washed her into believing that. He held her close to his chest and she cried on his shirt.

His friend, Jeremy was standing behind him and he stood there stunned. He wasn't sure what to think but be silent. Damon had promised him not to say anything but she could be pregnant. He even told him the full story.

And Jeremy; watched the entire thing. He lightly and quietly dropped his bags on the floor. He said nothing.

He let the couple in front of him hold each other. He disappeared into the kitchen and went digging for a beer.

He grabbed a beer and stayed in the kitchen.

He'd let them have their time.

He knew how difficult it could get.

His parents were the same to him as well.

So he stayed quiet when he walked into the living room and sat on the couch where Elena's phone was.

He said nothing. Nothing at all.