Chapter 5 – Unstable

I used some lines off of the Season Finale – you better enjoy it! I had to keep rewinding and pausing the episode to write all of this crap down! LOL

P.S. Did you all miss the lemons? Well then, I hope you enjoy this chapter! =)

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Angel's Blue-eyed Girl: Your comment had me laughing all night. "Purty please with a naked Damon on top?" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I am SO going to start saying that now!

"I needed the chance to stitch up my scars. I'm closer to you then I was in the start. Come dive right in and tear me apart… I'm trapped and we can't get along. I thought that I was strong. We are so unstable. In bed, I'm strung out from your touch but I won't give you up. We are so unstable."

Elena spends the next few hours talking mindlessly to Stefan at the Grill. Every time her thoughts went to Damon, she had to look around her to see if he was there. At 6:00 she looked at Stefan.

"Hey, I'm gonna run to my house for a minute. To get ready for the fair thing tonight, okay?"
Stefan smiled. "Sure."

She leaned over and kissed him.

She grabbed her bag and coat. She started to walk away when Stefan called, "Elena?" She turned.

"Have you seen Damon lately?"
She shook her head. "No."

"Hm. I haven't seen him since the parade."

Elena shrugged, trying to keep her face composed.

Stefan smiled. "Alright. I'll meet you in the park."

"Okay." She smiled and walked out.

Damon had just sent Emma or Emily or whatever her name was away and he sat on the couch in his black jeans, his black button-up shirt open. (A/N: Beautiful picture, isn't it? *Drool*)

He had taken more than enough of her blood and her virtue (presuming she'd any left), ultimately satisfying his thirst and his (A/N…uh…you know. xD)

He glanced at the grandfather clock and sighed. It was time for the festival in the park. The only thing that actually gave him the excuse for not going – The Gilbert Invention – was deactivated. Dammit.

He stood up when he heard a car pull into his driveway – Elena's.

Damon smirked and flitted to the door, opening it before Elena could even knock.

"Hello, Elena." He drug out the words.

"Why did you call me Katherine?" She said angrily.

He rose an eyebrow. "Did I now? Hm."

She was tempted to slap him – that much he could tell already.

"I'm not Katherine."

"Apparently not," Damon replied cockily. "Katherine actually knew how to-"

"Damon!"

"Elena!" He said in the same tone, mocking her.

She glared, but he could sense that he had hurt her feelings by calling her Katherine – pretty much what he was aiming for. To his surprise, he almost felt bad for it – no way he'd ever admit to it, though.

"Look, I was just messing with your head, Elena." He shook his head, smirking at her. He turned from the door, motioning her to follow. She closed the door behind her and followed him into the Parlor.

"Look, Damon," She said in that "serious tone" that seemed to work oh-so-well on Stefan. "I love Stefan. What we did-"

"Ah, ah, ah." Damon said, pouring himself a drink. "What ever happened to forgetting and moving on, hm Elena?"

"Damon, you can't really expect me to do that, can you?"

He turned towards her and sipped whatever he was drinking. "Yes, Miss Elena, I can. Now," He said setting the glass on the table. "I need to get ready for the party. You know, like a normal person would be doing right about now."

He started to lead her out when she said, "Fine Damon. I will forget all about it."

"Good." He opened the door for her and she walked outside.

She looked at him. "The day you forget about Katherine." She turned to walk away when Damon appeared in front of her.

She gasped and stepped back. He took a predatory step towards her, making her take one back.

"Now, now, Elena." He said, taking another step towards her, her still backing up. "There's no need to be rude." Another step. They were now on the other side of the door. As soon as Damon's foot hit the carpet, he looked Elena over before leaning towards her until their lips were almost touching.

"Now, I'll have to teach you a lesson." He smirked and before Elena could protest, she was flown up the stairs with Damon, landing on his bed.

Where's Anna? Jeremy thought as he walked into the Gilbert house. He walked up to his room where he found Anna sitting on his bed.

"Hey." Jeremy said. "How are you? I've been worried. I feel awful."

"Why?" Anna replied. "You didn't kill my mother. Your uncle did."

"Are you sure it was him?"

"Who else would have done it?"

"He just doesn't understand, Anna. It's who he is. He hates all Vampires."

"Are you defending him?" Anna asked in disbelief.

"No! It's just…I understand where he's coming from. He's convinced that all of the Tomb Vampires want revenge on the town. He's just…trying to protect it."

"They do," Anna said. "Or at least they did. That's why we separated from them. My mom just wanted her life back." She took a deep breath. "I have to get out of this town, Jeremy."

Jeremy looked at her. "You're leaving?" He didn't think he could handle losing one more person in his life at this point.

"I've been thinking," Anna said, taking his hands. "You could come with me. I could turn you. I know what it's like for you. Alone. Always feeling empty inside. No one to understand."

Jeremy stared at her. That was exactly how he felt. But could she be serious about turning him? Was that what he really wanted right now?

"But when you're a Vampire you don't have to feel that way!" Anna smiled up at him. "You can shut it off. I can show you how. We'll be together." She put a vial of red liquid into his hand.

"I…Anna, I don't think I can."

She looked at him with obvious disappointment and sorrow. "Okay."

"Anna, just…just give me time, okay?" Jeremy said, staring down at Anna's blood.

"Okay."

When he looked up, she was gone.

Elena gasped as her head hit a pillow.

Wow, He's fast.

Damon's lips crashed onto hers as his hands trailed down her sides, reaching for her jeans. He all but ripped them off of her before throwing them across his room.

Elena, completely lost in the moment, started to push his already unbuttoned shirt off of his shoulders. She unbuckled his belt and Damon threw it in the same direction of her pants. He sat Elena up, pulled her jacket off hastily and pulled her shirt over her head.

He let his tongue explore her mouth as she slid his pants off of him. Elena moaned in his mouth and ran her fingers through his soft dark hair. Somehow he had managed to get his black boxers off and he reached behind her and unclipped her bra, not detaching their mouths.

Damon smirked and nudged her with his erection – teasing her. That's when Elena snapped into reality.

"Damon!"

He looked at her, his beautiful blue eyes full of lust and need – the wall, his emotional barrier was down. She couldn't help it. She smiled and kissed him. She felt Damon smile – really smile – against her lips. Damon nudged her again.

"Damon," She whined.

"Elena," He mocked.

She opened her eyes and he smiled playfully. When she caught sight of the clock on the wall, she saw she had 15 minutes to meet Stefan in the park. She immediately thought of Stefan. He could walk in at any moment, seeing her underneath his brother.

Stefan…

Boom! Wall back up. Damon seemed to sense the direction her thoughts had taken and growled before entering her in one delicious movement. Elena smiled as he began to thrust in and out of her, filling her completely each time.

All thoughts of Stefan were demolished when Damon hit the miracle spot within her. She opened her eyes to look at him, but she saw he wasn't done yet. He grabbed her right leg and hitched it around his waist, causing his manhood to bury deeper inside of her.

Elena moaned. He felt so amazing inside of her, like he belonged, like she belonged to him, and only him.

Damon's thrusts became more and more urgent until at last he released himself inside of her. As Elena came down from the high of her second orgasm, Damon slid out of her. He leaned down, looked her in the eyes – wall still up – and said, "Now remember that next time you're with your boyfriend."

In the blink of an eye, Elena was alone.

Damon got showered and dressed into new clothes before walking to the park. He'd heard Elena leave – very quickly – during his shower and couldn't help but laugh.

He was walking through the crowd when he spotted The Witch.

Bonnie saw him and started to walk the other way.

"Hey. Where are you going?"

"Away from you." She replied. She definitely didn't want to have to deal with Damon Salvatore at the moment.

"I want to say something to you."

She stopped to glare at Damon, ready to use her grandma's old spell to hurt him if necessary. "Just leave me-"

"Thank you."

Whoa, what?

"The Device could have killed me. I don't take what you did lightly. So, thank you."

"I did it for Elena." She reminded him.

"I know, but I'm still very grateful. And…I owe you."

Bonnie really didn't have anything to say to that.

"Enjoy the party." Damon said and left.

Damon walked around for a little while before he spotted Jeremy talking to Anna. As soon as they saw him Jeremy left and Damon smirked at Anna.

"You're still here?" He said to her.

"There's something you need to know. The Vampires from the Tomb are planning an attack."

Dammit. "How do you know this?"

"I went to them." She replied. "They think I'm with them, but I'm not. They want the founding families dead."

That includes Elena. "When is this supposed to happen?"

"When the fireworks start."

Okay, good mood killed. "John Gilbert wants to use that invention on them."

Anna grabbed his arm. "Then we shouldn't be here."

"It doesn't work, it's been deactivated."

She looked at him sternly. "Then a lot of people are going to die."

Oh, Hell. "Where are they right now?"

"They're already here, Damon."

Mayor Lockwood was on stage as the applause from the citizens of Mystic Falls died down.

"For 150 years, Mystic Falls has been the kind of town that everybody wants to call home." (Yeah, no kidding) "It's safe, prosperous, welcoming. And we have the Founders to thank for that. That's why I'd like to dedicate this evening's fireworks display to their legacy."

Citizens applauded at his speech.

"Enjoy the show!"

All at once, as John locked in the final component of the Gilbert device, One by one, Vampires hit the ground.

Stefan and Elena sat down on the steps in hiding as the police injected Vampires with Vervain.

"Are you okay?" She asked him.

"It was like needles piercing my skull, and then it just stopped."

Alaric walked up behind them. "I saw at least 5 Vampires go down. " He turned to Elena. "They took them into your family's old building."

"It's the Gilbert device." Stefan said suddenly. "It has to be."

"How did he get it to work? Bonnie unspelled it." She didn't know if "Unspelled" was a word, but right now she didn't give a damn.

Alaric looked at her and said, "Maybe she didn't."

Elena shook her head. "She did. We saw her do it."

Stefan looked up at her. "No, he's right. Think about it. We asked Bonnie to deactivate a device that could protect people against Vampires."

"So we could protect you."

"And Damon." Stefan replied. His name made Elena's body freeze. "Where's Damon?"

"I don't know." Alaric told him. "I haven't seen him since the fireworks."

No, no, no! "Can you go get my brother? Take him home?"

"Of course." Alaric said.

"Let's go Stefan."

Matt and Caroline stood by the ambulance as the EMTs checked Tyler out after the accident.

"You okay?" Matt asked Caroline.

"I'm fine." She assured him.

"No, they need to check you out."

"I'm fine, I'm fine. They're helping Tyler."

"Pulse is Steady." Someone announced and Matt walked over to them.

Caroline suddenly felt very dizzy.

The EMT put a flashlight to Tyler's eye and suddenly jumped back. "What the Hell?"

"What's wrong?" Matt asked.

"The eyes."

Tyler suddenly opened his eyes, looked around. There was nothing wrong with his eyes. "What happened?"

Matt exhaled. "Don't scare me like that."

"She needs help over here!" Someone called. Matt looked over to see that Caroline was on the ground.

Elena and Stefan ran up to John in front of the building.

"Where's Damon?" She asked, almost afraid John might say something to Stefan about them.

"With the rest of them. Where he should be. It's over for Damon."

"You're crazy." Father or not, John was a nutcase.

"Why?" He responded. "Because I'm doing what should have been done 145 years ago? This is the right thing, Elena."

Stefan started to run towards the building.

"Go ahead," John said and Stefan turned to look at him. "You won't make it out. It would save me the trouble of killing you myself."

Stefan ignores him and runs into the building.

When Elena tries to follow, John grabs her. "You take one more step and I'll alert the deputies they missed a Vampire."

"I'm asking you not to."

"That doesn't mean anything to me."

Elena tried a different approach. "As my father it should."

John dropped her arm and stared at her. "You know."

She shook her head. "I wasn't sure. But now I am."

John stepped back, letting her go in.

She ran towards the building when Bonnie grabbed her.

"Bonnie, what are you doing?" She cried.

"I'm sorry I lied to you." She began to chant something in Latin.

"Bonnie, I've got to get in there." Bonnie's grip tightened on Elena's arms.

She suddenly stopped chanting.

"Bonnie? What is it? Are they going to be okay?"

At the moment, Stefan and Damon burst out the door.

Elena sighed in relief. They were both okay.

Jeremy sat on his bed, hoping that they hadn't killed Anna. Why didn't he just leave with her when he had the chance? He could have prevented this. He heard a noise and looked up. Damon stood in his doorway.

"What are you doing here?"

"Anna's dead."

"I figured that once they took her away." Damon saw small tears form in Jeremy's eyes.

"I know you cared about her." He said.

"Yeah, I did."

"I saw her killed." Damon told him. "I was watching them and all I could think about…was….I wanted to help her. But I couldn't." There was a part of him and was saying not to let the wall down, don't let your humanity show, but there was something about tonight that changed. Something about tonight that changed him.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"I took away your suffering once before." Jeremy shook his head. "I can do it again. But it's your choice."

"Look," He said, sitting down. "I know you think you took it away, but it's still there. Even if I can't remember why I fell empty, alone. Then making me forget won't fix it. It won't fix what's really wrong."

Damon took a couple of steps towards Jeremy. "What I did to Vicki…was wrong." He couldn't stop the emotion in his voice. "I'm sorry for my part." And he meant it.

Jeremy looked confused for a moment, obviously surprised by the apology and he nodded. As Damon started to walk out, Jeremy said, "Anna said that Vampires don't have to feel pain. That they could turn it off. If they shut out their humanity."

Damon turned and nodded. "That's very true."

"Is it easier that way?"

Now it was Damon who was confused. "Is what easier?"

"Life."

"Life sucks either way Jeremy." He replied bluntly. "But at least if you're a vampire you don't have to feel bad about it if you don't want to."

"Is that what you did?"

"I did it for a very long time." Until I found your sister. "And life was a lot easier." He could tell that Jeremy had nothing else to say, and in fear his new found emotions would get the better of him, he turned and walked away.

As Damon walked out the front door of the Gilbert house he saw Elena walking up the sidewalk.

"What are you doing here?"

"Failed at a feeble attempt at doing the right thing."

"Which was…?"

"It's not important." He took her stuff from her and set it on the porch. "Let me take these from you."

"Thank you." Elena said to him.

"I came to this town wanting to destroy it…and tonight…I find myself wanting to protect it. How does that happen?"

There was something on Elena's face Damon couldn't quite recognize.

"I'm not a hero, Elena. I don't do good. It's not in me."

"Maybe it is." She countered.

He shook his head. "That's reserved for my brother, Bonnie, and you. Even though she had enough reason to hate me, she still…helped Stefan save me."

"Why do you sound so surprised?"

"Because she did it for you. Which means that somewhere along the way, you decided I was worth saving. And I want to thank you for that."

She nodded, her expression still the same. "You're welcome."

Damon leaned down and politely kissed her on the cheek.

He looked into her eyes and kissed her lightly on the lips. He couldn't quite explain it. It was different. Like she was confident and sure that if anyone were to catch them, it wouldn't matter, she would deal with it.

It wasn't until the front door opened that Damon realized he had heard Jenna's footsteps on the other side.

They pulled away quickly, obviously caught as Jenna looked at them in disbelief.

"It's late," She said to Elena. "You should probably come inside."

Elena nodded, grabbed her stuff and walked in.

"What are you doing?" He heard Jenna say inside.

"I don't want to talk about it." Elena replied.

Damon put his fingers to his lips. That kiss…

It was different, like Elena suddenly gained confidence in who she was. Maybe she was ready to tell Stefan. Tell him Damon was the right one for her. Damon took one last look at the house and flitted away.

Elena walked up the porch talking to Stefan on the phone. "I looked everywhere. Someone definitely took my stuff."

"Alright." Stefan said. "I'll look for it tomorrow."

"I'm just gonna check on Jeremy before I go to the hospital." Elena unlocked the door. "Can you meet me there?"

"Of course."

She smiled. "I love you, Stefan."

"I love you, too."

That's it. No more. I'm going to forget it now. Really forget everything that Damon and I did.

She hung up and closed the door behind her.

"Jeremy?" She called up the stairs. She heard a noise in the kitchen and walked down the hall. "Jeremy?"

Elena walked into the kitchen and froze. There was blood everywhere. Her Dad's. John was gasping, bleeding to death on the floor, staring in horror at the person standing over him.

The person turned and Elena saw her own face twisted in an animalistic expression.

She couldn't speak.

Katherine merely smiled. "Hello, Elena."