Elena: Does this one have more Stefan in it?

Me: [stares at Damon…again.]

Elena: Helloooo?

Me: huh? Oh, yeah. It does.

Damon: [rolls eyes] wonderful.

Stefan: [smiles triumphantly at Damon]

Me: But it gets better, Damon. [Pats him on the shoulder.] Trust me. [Grins]

Damon: Do Elena and I have sex?

Me: Not in this one.

Damon: [pouts] Can we in the next one?

Me: uh…I wasn't going to…

Damon: [Compulsion/Mind-control thingy.]

Me: Okay! You will next chapter!

Stefan: [angry] Damon!

Elena: Wait! Nykki, you're wearing Vervain!

Me: [shifty eyes] yeah…and…?

Stefan and Elena: [roll eyes]

Damon: [smirks]

Song- Behind Blue Eyes – Limp Bizkit (cover) – Once again, how Damon is feeling in this Chapter.

"And no one knows what it's like to be hated. To be fated to telling only lies. But my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscious seems to be. I have hours, only lonely… No one knows what it's like to feel these feelings like I do, and I blame you."

This takes place in the "Founder's Day" Episode. I did change a few little things though. =)

"What…Stefan…?" She couldn't get a coherent word out. Elena took a deep breath. "What are you doing here?"

"I was coming to pick you up for the Founder's Day parade." He said without taking his eyes off of Damon. "What are you doing here?" He asked his brother.

"I was just about to tell Elena the little secret," Damon lied smoothly. "But as long as you're here…" Damon walked out without another glance behind him.

"What secret?" Elena asked Stefan, trying to hide the aching she felt in her chest.

"Listen," Stefan said pulling her into a hug. "We just need to get to the Founder's Day parade. I'll tell you about it then okay?" he pulled back and looked at her reassuringly.

Elena nodded. She hoped the only reason Stefan could think of as to why he smelled Damon was because he was just in the room.

John took in the sigh of Stefan and Elena staring longingly at each other and walked out of the room, pulling his phone out to call Mayor Lockwood.

Damon was walking around, watching the human's little celebration when he spotted Stefan in an outfit that caused him some serious déjà vu.

He walked up behind his brother.

"Look at you, all retro." He taunted. Stefan turned to him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Why wouldn't I be here? Bonnie deactivated the Gilbert invention, Isobel's gone, and It's Founder's Day. I'm here to eat cotton candy and steal your girl." If he only knew…

"Don't start with me, Damon."

"Oh, you started it Stefan with that whole, 'I'm insecure leave Elena alone' Speech. I'm just enjoying that."

"As long as you heard it."

"Huh? What?" Damon smirked as Stefan got more and more annoyed. "You have no sense of humor, Stefan."

"Actually, I have no sense of Damon Humor."

"Damon humor? Hey look, I get it. I'm the better, hotter, superior choice, and you're scared now that Katherine's out of the picture I'm gonna turn all my attention to Elena. Don't worry; Elena is not Katherine."

"You're right." Stefan agreed. "She's not."

Stefan and Damon turned to see Elena, hair curled in and 1800s dress. It was astounding. For just a split second, Damon almost believed she was Katherine.

As Elena and Stefan we waving to bystanders watching the parade, Elena couldn't help but to think that somewhere deep in Stefan's mind that maybe, just maybe, he was in 1864, standing with Katherine.

She saw Bonnie and smiled. She knew no matter what – even with Damon and Stefan being a Vampire at her side, Bonnie would be there for her.

She waved at her and was happy when Bonnie waved back enthusiastically – that is until Damon stepped into view, waving mockingly at her.

The heat rose to Elena's face, but she rolled her eyes to Stefan.

She tried to ignore the new fact she'd just learned, though she knew she couldn't. "Uncle" John was actually her dad – Isobel being her mom. Honestly, she didn't know how to handle it.

Elena got dressed back into her "present day" clothes and straightened her hair. No need to look like Katherine anymore. She thought. She headed to Mystic Grill and sat down at a table, waiting for Stefan to meet her.

She spotted Jeremy at a nearby table and started to walk up to him – at least try to talk to him again. As soon as Jeremy spotted her, the look of hatred told her not to come any farther.

She ordered some water and took a drink. She heard Jeremy say something like, "What are you doing here?"

Anna. She thought.

"Go easy on your sister." It was Damon's voice.

"Please." Jeremy responded. "I have enough to think about than to-"

She heard Damon sigh dramatically. "Oh, I have so many emotions and no way to express them, being a teenager is so hard."

"You're a dick."

"You do not talk to me that way; I am not your sister. And from now on," Damon's voice turned threatening. "Don't talk to your sister that way either."

"She erased my memory."

Elena sighed. She wanted to go out there to talk to Jeremy, but she really didn't want to face Damon right now.

"No, I did. She was protecting you."

"It wasn't her call to make."

Elena turned to see Damon grab Jeremy's arm.

Jeremy looked frightened, but tried to keep his voice intimidating. "Let go of me before I cause a scene."

"You'd be unconscious before you even got a word out."

Elena was just about to go over to help Jeremy when Stefan appeared beside Jeremy. "Let him go." He said to Damon.

Damon obeyed, but glared at the both of them.

Stefan turned to Jeremy. "What my brother is trying to say is, don't blame Elena. Damon turned Vicki. I killed her."

Elena walked up behind the three of them, but didn't say anything. Damon stiffened and turned to look at her. Jeremy walked away, still ignoring her and Stefan put an arm around her. Damon stared at Elena for a second, taking her in.

Elena wanted to prove – whether it be to him or herself – that she was only Stefan's. She looked Damon in the eyes before kissing Stefan in the middle of the restaurant.

Damon narrowed his eyes at her when they pulled apart and gave her a smirk as the wall he put up was thicker than ever. He started to walk past them when he leaned down deliberately and whispered, "Bye, Katherine."

Elena gasped, but when she turned, no one was there.

Damon walked through the crowd of people, his canines aching. He knew it was wrong to call Elena Katherine like that, but what did he care? He sure as hell didn't care about her feelings, no matter what happened.

Yet there was still a part of him –

No. He growled as he walked out the back entrance.

He spotted a young woman, a little older than Elena. She had brown eyes and brown hair – only a few shades lighter than Elena's.

She turned when he approached and smiled.

"Hey." She said.

Her face wasn't quite as pretty as Elena's, but it'll do. "Hello." Damon said seductively.

He looked her over before looking into her eyes and compelling her. "You want to come to my house, have wild sex with me, then let me drank from you."

The girl smiled. "Okay."

"All the clouds, oh they're gray. I'll stay if you go away…and the blush, what a rush. Reminisce, Cold crush. Next door, ear to the wall, all the tension, wait for the call. I wish it was all that easy…"

Stefan and Damon have taken a "hunting" break.

Elena: [fidgets]

Me: [stares at picture of Damon. Shirtless.]

Elena: um…this chapter was good.

Me: [stops staring at picture.] Oh thanks. [Resumes staring. Wipes drool]

Elena: Oh, gosh. [Rolls eyes.]

A/N: What do you think of what Damon did at the end? (Calling Elena Katherine, compelling a girl who looked like her…okay, I'll admit it, I stole that idea from the book LOL)