"The past cannot be changed. The future is yet in your power."

– Mary Pickford

"You have to be the most beautiful creature I've ever seen." The blond haired boy flirted, casually leaning against the bar beside her. The Grill had been quiet but Elena could still hear the consistent buzzing of people talking around her. She'd been waiting for Caroline to meet up for coffee and discuss their dates from a few nights ago since Bonnie was out of town for the day with her Grams.

"You must be new to town." Elena commented, sipping her cranberry juice and soda water. The fairly good looking man gave a short smile of confusion. He was probably buzzed from the scotch he was sipping, that's why he was being so forward. Caroline strolled in then, taking the seat on the opposite side of the man who was talking to Elena. She raised an eyebrow and ordered a glass of water, giving the man an annoyed look.

"And how do you know that?" He asked, leaning towards her suggestively.

"Because everyone who lives in town knows not to be stupid enough to hit on Damon Salvatore's girlfriend." Caroline said, drinking in the water and giving the blond man a dark smirk. She made it sound so dangerous. And maybe it was, Damon would beat anyone who touched his girl to a pulp.

"I don't scare easily, blondie. Sorry to disappoint." He shrugged leaning in the slightest bit. Elena gave a smile, as did Caroline as they looked behind the man.

"Hello ladies." Damon said, moving to stand between the two girls, his arm wrapping around Elena's waist, his lips pressing a kiss to Elena's bare shoulder. Damon looked up at the man possessively, feeling Elena lean back onto his chest. Caroline gave a short laugh and the man's smile faltered.

"I'm guessing you're Damon." He gave a half shrug and Damon smiled.

"Hey, I'm famous." He said excitedly with sarcasm, nuzzling his nose into Elena's neck, to which she giggled.

"Leave." Elena said, looking back to the man, who looked reluctant, but rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

"Now that is the fourth time I've had to ward off some perverted guy from hitting on you." Damon said, turning Elena's barstool to face him.

"Third, Sam wasn't hitting on me."

"Yeah, okay." Damon said, rolling his eyes.

"Alright Damon, you've had your fun intimidating the human race, now, if you'll be so kind we have girl things to talk about." Caroline said, nodding towards the door.

"Actually Barbie, I'm meeting Alaric here." Damon turned to look at Caroline who smirked.

"Well meet him elsewhere." She shooed him away, and Damon moved to stand between Elena's legs.

"As you wish." He threw back, leaning in to give Elena a sweet kiss. "Are you coming over tonight?" He asked, watching her doe eyes blink a couple times.

"No, come to my place. We're having couples movie night." She smiled insistently. Damon had an annoyed look on his face but he shrugged after she gave him a scolding look. He kissed her once more before turning and moving towards the back of the Grill to wait for Alaric.

"So I take it you're back together and as strong as ever." Caroline winked, rhyming off words. Elena shrugged and smiled at her friend.

"Yes, we're together. And I didn't have sex with him." She added, and Caroline clapped happily.

"Yay! Okay, so I totally have the best idea ever." Caroline started.

"So what movies are you making us watch?" Jeremy looked down at Caroline who was sitting on the floor next to Stefan. Her relationship with Stefan had progressed tremendously over the past week. They were casually dating now, and Caroline really liked Stefan and their new cute relationship.

"Please tell me it's not Gone with the Wind." Damon complained, sitting on the couch with his arm placed around Elena tiredly. Caroline had always made him and Elena watch Gone with the Wind with her every other week.

"No, it's not. The first one is The Departed, and then the second one is The Bucket List." Caroline read the covers of the movies as Bonnie sat down next to Jeremy and Stefan next to Caroline with bowls of popcorn. Elena snuggled into Damon's side and he pressed a kiss to her hair.

"Great, thank God she's out of her chick flick faze." Damon whispered into his girlfriend's ear and she giggled, her eyes looking to the TV screen which now had Matt Damon on it. Then Leonardo DiCaprio and Mark Wahlberg. So that's why she picked this movie.

"Caroline, you little snake." Bonnie laughed; kicking Caroline's back playfully, listening to her friend laugh.

"Hey, if we're going to watch an action movie, there might as well be hot guys in it…" she got carried away, and Elena felt Damon's hand swirl around on her shoulder and tease the entire right side of her body. She almost giggled and looked at him, but his eyes were focused on the screen, a small smirk playing on his lips. Every time his fingers wandered away from her shoulder and edged to a more inappropriate for 'movie night' area.

"Hey." Elena warned quietly, shifting her body to whisper in his ear. Luckily, everyone was so absorbed in the movie to notice anything. "If you keep doing that you won't get any." Elena whispered, her fingers moving to draw his chin to look at her.

"I'm not getting any either way." Damon whispered back and she gave him a death stare. When he saw her serious face he groaned, moving his hands away from her body but keeping his arm around her shoulder as she re-adjusted herself into his side, turning her attention back to the movie. She flinched when someone got shot straight through the skull. Then another, and another. Caroline gasped, leaning closer to Stefan in surprise and Elena actually heard Damon laugh. At the most gory, bloody part of the movie, he laughs. She shook her head and watched as the last few minutes played and the credits began to roll.

Caroline stood proudly and made her way to change it to the next movie. Jeremy and Bonnie groaned, complaining about being tired and went upstairs to bed, so Caroline and Stefan upgraded to the couch.

"Caroline, I'm still questioning your taste in movies…" Damon said, as The Bucket List began.

"Oh shut up, Salvatore. It's a good movie." She spat, giving him a playful yet irritated look. Elena giggled quietly and he looked over at her with an eyebrow raised.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked, tickling her stomach so that she giggled even more.

"Shut up Salvatore." She laughed even harder when he tickled under her neck.

"Enough with the lovey dovey crap." Stefan looked over at them with that Stefan look. "Take it upstairs if you're not going to watch the movie."

"Fine." Damon pulled Elena off the couch and tugged her towards the stairs. "We will." He chased her up the stairs like she was a little kid again and she screamed and laughed until they finally reached her room and he tackled her onto the bed. He began to tickle her again and she could hear Jeremy throwing things against the wall to tell her to be quiet.

"Shhhh." She hushed Damon, rolling over so that she was straddling his waist, her straight hair tumbling down in front of her. She pushed it down and leaned down to press her lips to his. He lost it immediately, pulling her down more forcefully to close the distance between their bodies. His tongue swirled inside her mouth, causing her hands to knot in the material of his black v-neck.

"Baby, expensive shirt." He scolded, moving her hands away from the wrinkling fabric. Elena shook her head but raised an eyebrow.

"Then take it off." She said, helping him pull his shirt off, pressing sweet kisses across his chest.

"Gosh you're such a tease." He said when her lips whispered across his neck. "We're not having sex tonight, are we?" Damon asked, his blue eyes staring up at the ceiling as she harassed his neck.

"Nope. I was just thinking hard core make out." He raised his eyebrow at her and pulled her lips back to his, where they settled perfectly, moving against his in harmony.

"Okay, so I don't know what to get him." Stefan said, pacing in front of Elena at the Gilbert house. She sat on the couch, legs crossed, watching him walk back and forth debating on ideas. "I mean, I would get him a water gun but I'm pretty sure I got him one last year."

"You got your 25 year old brother a water gun?" Elena questioned, looking at the boy in front of her.

"He was turning 24." Stefan stated, as if it made such a difference.

"Okay, look. His birthday is today; maybe Caroline can take you out shopping at like Wal-Mart or something." Elena offered, but Stefan squinted his eyes at her.

"You think Damon would want something from Wal-Mart?" He asked, knowing his brother all too well.

"Then get him a leather jacket or something." Elena suggested, flipping through one of Jenna's home magazines on the tabl.e

"You know how Damon is. His leather jacket is his baby, he won't want a new one."

"How about Bourbon?"

"Great, the only problem is I'm seventeen. Can't really buy alcohol yet."

"How about I get Jenna to buy you some, give me the money and I'll get you the bourbon. Deal?" she asked.

"Elena, you are the greatest." He leaned over to hug her excitedly then drew back. "So what are you getting him?" He asked.

"Uh, you don't want to know." Elena said, getting up and leaving the room, Stefan trailing after her.

"Damon!" Alaric greeted. "Happy birthday, man." He said loudly. No one ever understood the strange bromance between Damon and Alaric but they kept each other sane, so why bother questioning it.

"Shh." Damon whispered. "They do those weird birthday cake things here." He said, sitting down at the bar next to him.

"You know, one day or another, people are going to notice that we come here and get drunk like, every day. We'll be called the town drunks for the rest of our lives."

"Gah, who gives a shit? We are the town drunks." Damon clinked his glass against Ric's with a mischievous smile.

"So, where's your girl?" Ric asked.

"Um, making a diabolical plan with my brother, I think. I heard him talking to her on the phone this morning so, God knows what they're doing." Damon shrugged and turned to watch Caroline bounce over to them. "Hey blondie." Damon greeted and Caroline gave a smirk.

"Hey, Damon." She turned her head sideways to grin. "Happy birthday. I totally have a surprise for you." She said, turning to watch a cake come out of the kitchen with sparklers and singing Mystic Grill workers.

Damon threw Caroline an evil glare. "Oh it's on, Barbie doll." He said, looking down at the cake placed in front of him in horror.

"Stefan?" He called, entering the Salvatore boarding house late that night. He hadn't seen Stefan or Elena the entire day and he was starting to worry that something was wrong. Then he started to worry they were having an affair, before he realized Elena only loved him. Then Damon was proud. Alaric and Caroline had kept him occupied long enough, now he was going to look for them. "Elena?" He asked.

He made his way up the stairs to his room. There was a box outside of his door, and he looked down at it, picking it up in his hands and shaking it. When he heard the liquid he gave a smile. The card said Stefan on it, and he opened his door, setting it down on the dresser. Then he realized something was weird. Candles illuminated the room, scattered everywhere. He turned around slowly to meet Elena's gaze then stopped and his mouth fell open. The keys he was holding hit the ground with a jingling sound and he had to blink a couple times to see if this was real.

Elena sat on the edge of his bed, her hair curly and perfectly bouncy, her brown eyes hazed over with lust. She was wearing leather. Leather booty shorts and a leather bra that showed exactly how beautiful her body is. Elena had found the courage to wear Caroline's birthday gift.

"You'll catch flies." She said, nodding at his open mouth.

"You look…" Damon trailed off staring at her as she got up from the bed. Her long legs immediately caught his eyes, and then they trailed easily up to her chest, then lips, then eyes. She moved towards him slowly. "You look… so hot." Those words didn't even begin to describe Elena Gilbert. She gave a smirk when she was finally in reach of him. His hands came out to touch her leather bra, then trail down to her panties.

"Happy birthday." She whispered, her hand reaching out to touch him as he touched her. It trailed over his leather jacket to stop on his chest just above his heart. "I hope this isn't some corny, cheap, predictable girlfriend present. At least you can't re-gift me." She raised an eyebrow and smiled, looking down at the ground. He put two of his fingers under her chin and lifted her face back to him. Just her gaze was making his need for her more and more painful. His hands roughly pulled her body against his and she flinched into his chest, then settled against him easily.

"Don't tell Stefan, but this is better than the water gun he got me last year. This is better than anything anyone's ever got me." He said, and she smiled, leaning forward to press kisses against his neck. He immediately tensed up at her lips on his body, but he relaxed when she began unbuttoning his shirt. "You know you're the most beautiful thing in the world, right?" He asked, moving his hands to rest on her bottom, which he squeezed playfully.

She laughed, pushing him back up against the wall so she could kiss him forcefully. Her lips stung his in a passionate kiss. She'd managed to pull off his jacket and his shirt, but now, she had one knee against the wall, trapping him there. But it's not like he'd wanted to move. She was kissing him hard biting his bottom lip. Her tongue was fighting for dominance with his and her hands were gripping the back of his neck and playing with the fine hairs there.

"I love you." She whispered against his lips, then gathered his lower lip into her mouth to suck on. He had his eyes closed but the image of her in that lingerie felt like it was burned into his mind. Thank God he'd see her later, when she wasn't around. He ground his hips against hers and changed positions with her so now she was pressed up against the wall and he was devouring her neck and chest. He lifted her easily so that her legs were wrapped around his waist and she was looking down at him with those beautiful doe eyes. She ground against him eagerly, kissing every inch of his face. He moved backwards slowly so that the back of his knees touched the edge of his bed. Then, with a little push, he fell backwards and she landed on top of him, pressing her lips against his muscled chest. He was pretty sure he had touched every inch of her body, and now she was working her hands towards his jeans. She undid the zipper and he kicked his pants off his legs, eager for more skin on skin contact. He flipped them over again so that e could lie on top of her. She was basically trapped under his body.

"You're perfect." He whispered against her stomach as he licked, kissed and bit her flat abs. Soon, his boxers had joined the pile of his clothing on the floor, and the only think standing in between him and what he wanted were the leather panties and bra she was wearing. He wanted her to wear this all the time. She looked so sexy that he couldn't think properly. But when he wouldn't make the move to remove the rest of her clothing, she did it herself, removing her bra first, then panties. He stared at her beautiful body before attacking her lips with his once again.

She rolled off of him panting and laughing.

"That. Was amazing." She said, turning to look at him, her face flushed with that after-sex glow.

"Which time?" He asked, nibbling on her fingertips with a smirk on his face. She laughed and cuddled into him so that he was spooning her. He nibbled on her shoulder and she kissed the hands that came around her. "Yep," He commented, sighing into her skin. "Definitely better than the water gun."

"Mr. Salvatore," She said in a playfully worrisome tone, moving out of his arms. "I refuse to be compared to a water gun." She murmured, pushing against his chest so that he was lying on his back and she was straddling his hips.

"You're right." Damon shrugged against the bed. "You're better than the action figure he got me when I was eleven." He said, moving his hands to tickle her, and soon, she fell off of him and he was hovering over her kissing and biting her neck. She giggled childishly trying to get away from his hands.

"What are you doing?" She laughed. "Stop it." Elena struggled against him trying to escape the tickling. Te only reason Damon loved tickling her was to hear the beautiful chiming of her laughs and watch her smile.

"Make me." He smiled, nipping her again, only to hear her scream. He kept tickling and she kept screaming until he silenced her with a kiss. They were both so absorbed in it that he forgot about the tickling and his hands grazed her sides.

"Oh my god, not again." She smiled, closing her eyes and leaning her head up so that he had better access to her neck. He no longer bit, but sucked and kissed the sensitive flesh there. "Baby, I want to be able to walk." She said, her nails digging into his muscled back.

"I'll carry you." He begged. "Come on, we haven't had sex in two weeks and you want to stop now?"

"We already did it like, four times." She argued, though her body was moving to accommodate his.

"Five." He corrected. "But that's still a million times not enough."

"You are very needy. I hope we're not going to be those couples who have sex everywhere all the time."

Damon laughed and she figured he was thinking of a fond memory.

"Do you remember that time we did it in the bathroom at Bonnie's house?"

"Yes, that was painful. I had tile marks on my back for like, a week."

"But don't you remember how fun it was? You have to admit, sneaking around made it even hotter than it already was." Damon moaned against her skin when her nails raked against his back.

"Yes, it was… incredibly hot."

"Then let's do it again. Minus the, me having a girlfriend and you having a boyfriend thing."

"You want to have sex in Bonnie's bathroom again?" She asked as he disappeared under the blanket to kiss her belly button. She pulled the sheet off his head so she could look at him.

"Not particularly her bathroom."

"Oh, this is going to be bad." She said when he moved back up her body.

"Not at all," He contradicted. "This is going to be so fun."

Hello again. Sorry about being MIA for the past two weeks, school has been so busy this past month. I've had all these assignments due and I've been running around trying to find things for graduation. It's just a mess. After I finish my grad assignment due next week, and school's nearly over, I'll have chapters up more quickly. Don't expect many more chapters after this one; I'm getting kind of bored of the story. Do not fear, I have maaaaaaaany ideas for my next couple of stories so keep a watch for any new stories of mine.

Okay, this was a sort of filler chapter again I guess. Next chapter we'll get a little Katherine again I hope, and Damon and Elena take a couple more steps in their relationship. AND CAROL LOCKWOOD HAS ANOTHER FREAKING PARTY. I love how she has like, parties every chapter. Best. Character. Ever. Seriously, if they kill Carol off of the show I'll be severely pissed. (I'm joking, she's a bitch.) Anyways, read and review and I'll love you forever.