Chapter 10: Far Behind

From the song "Far Behind" by Candlebox

"Some would say your life was sad, but you lived it anyway. And so maybe your friends, they stand around they watch you crumble as you falter down to the ground… But then someday people look at you for what they call their own. They watch you suffer, yeah they hear you calling home. Couldn't share the pain, they watch you suffer."

"Stefan," Bonnie said. "I found him."

Stefan stepped towards her. "Where is he? Is he alright?"

Bonnie's dark eyes were frightened. "He just killed two people. He's headed to see Jenna."

"Come on," He grabbed her arm and towed her out of the woods. "We have to find him. Where's your car?"

"Over there." She pointed.

Jeremy stopped in front of their house. He'd gotten there more so by instinct than by memory, which was strange to him. He stepped on the porch and opened the door, but when he tried to go through the doorway, he couldn't.

"What the-"

"Jeremy? Is that you?" He heard footsteps on the stairs. Jenna.

"Yeah, Jenna. It's me."

Jenna appeared, looking more worried than ever. "Come here."

Then it clicked. He remembered what Anna said about Vampires. They had to be invited in if a living human lived in the house.

He smiled a little and put his foot through the doorway. Jenna pulled him into a hug.

"I thought you were with Stefan and Damon."

"Wha- oh, yeah. I just wanted to come back early."

"Oh. Well, okay."

They started walking into the kitchen, which was completely spotless. No blood, no dead "uncles/dads." (A/N: haha)

"Hey, Jenna?"

She poured herself a glass of water. "Hm?"

"What do you think of Stefan…and Damon?" Jeremy asked, sitting at the island.

(A/N: I could SO turn this into a slash story if I wanted to! HA!)

She took a drink, pondering for a moment. "Well, Stefan is nice."

"You're not just saying that because he's Elena's boyfriend, right?" He remembered Jenna didn't know about Damon and Elena. Even he didn't understand a lot of it; he was still pretty disoriented.

She laughed. "Okay," She leaned across the table to Jeremy. "You wanna know the truth?"

Jeremy faintly smelled the watermelon shampoo that Jenna used. His eyes trailed down his aunt's neck until he saw the small vein there. He licked his lips.

"Stefan's a good guy. Nice, smart…but I don't think Elena should be with him. She needs someone who brings out the old Elena."

"Someone like…Damon?" He mused.

She laughed nervously and brushed invisible crumbs off of the counter. "Well, not specifically, but-"

"Jenna…" Jeremy grinned.

"Okay, yes. But for good reasons." She demanded firmly. "He's a good cook. He's funny, intelligent, a people person, he knows how to have fun, and-"

"And he's good-looking?"

"Oh my gosh, he's gorgeous!" Jenna laughed, and then her face turned red.

Jeremy swallowed compulsively, but laughed with her.

There was a knock on the door and Jenna jumped up to answer it. Jeremy's mind told him that it was Stefan and he growled.

"Oh, hi Stefan," Jenna said nervously.

Knowing that he'd probably heard the last part of the conversation, Jeremy laughed.

"Hello, Jenna." Stefan said. "Is Jeremy here?"

"Yes. Come on in."

"Thank you." Stefan held up a finger to someone in a car and entered the room.

Jeremy hissed at him.

Jenna followed and gave Jeremy a look that said, 'speak of the devil.'

"Come on, Jeremy. Elena needs your help." Jeremy knew that Stefan was lying for Jenna's benefit.

"Nah, I'm good."

"Jeremy, please."

"Is everything okay? What does Elena need?" Jenna asked, concerned.

"She doesn't need anything." Jeremy said harshly. "And if she does, Damon will get it for her." He smiled tauntingly at him.

Stefan glared at him, but Jenna didn't notice.

"So her and Damon are actually together?"

"Yes." Stefan said begrudgingly.

"Oh." She raised her eyebrows. "Well, then."

"Please, Jeremy," Stefan whispered to him. "We need you to come with me. You need to know how to survive."

"Alright." He glared. "Jenna. Could I-"

"Oh, sure, sure." She smiled. "Tell Elena I said hi."

"Will do." He and Stefan walked out the door. "Is that Bonnie?"

"Yes. She's the one that knew where you were."

"How?"

"She's a witch."

"Oh." Witches and Vampires. He thought. What else is there?

Matt and Tyler waited for a minute with Sheriff Forbes. Finally, the doctor walked out and Sheriff Forbes, still in uniform, jumped up to talk to him.

"Look, man," Tyler said to Matt. "I'm really sorry about this. I don't know what happened back there."

"Don't worry about it." He replied. "I just want to know how Caroline's doing."

"What?" Sheriff Forbes yelled. "No! You have to try-"

"I'm sorry." The doctor murmured and left.

Tyler and Matt stood and ran over to the now sobbing woman.

"She'ssss….gone."

Damon and Elena lay on beneath black sheets, each of their clothes strewn across the room. His bare back muscles tensing as he thrust himself into the human girl beneath him, the sheets pooled around his hips.

He groaned as she ran her hands through his silky hair and then down to his chest. He lifted her hips and Elena moaned softly as she wrapped her legs around him.

He kissed her neck and shoulders, his thrusts never stopping or slowing.

"Oh, Elena," He groaned into her neck.

Elena moaned and sighed softly as Damon kissed every inch of her skin he could get his lips on. They were cool against her overheated skin. Suddenly, Damon grabbed the small of her back and they simultaneously sat up, him still inside her.

Practically on his lap, Elena began rocking her hips against Damon, who grit his teeth and moaned again. Elena wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned against him as they made love. Damon's fingertips gripped her hips as she came. He laid back, her on top of him and Elena, breathing heavily, leaned down to kiss Damon's lips as they began move again.

His talented tongue slid into her mouth as she let out another moan.

"Damon…" She whispered against his mouth. She began moving faster and harder, now determined to make him come with her.

Finding this amusing, Damon smirked at her before gripping her hips tightly and helping her get what she wanted. The world began to tilt as the two came together, each one moaning the other's name as they did so.

Damon rolled on top of her and began kissing her again. Trying to catch her breath, Elena ran her fingers through his hair again. Damon slowly slid out of her and Elena noticed she managed to soak both the bed and him in the process of their lovemaking.

Damon laid his head on her chest and breathed the scent of her in. She took a deep breath, enjoying the feeling of Damon cuddling up to her after sex. He closed his stunning blue eyes.

"I love you Damon." Elena whispered.

A faint smile appeared on his lips, and without opening his eyes, said. "I love you, too, Elena."

She smiled and they slept.

The Next Day

Elena set the phone down and swallowed back tears. Although Caroline could be snobby, she was her best friend since the 2nd grade.

Damon walked in the room. "What's with the tears?" He smirked and sat down in a chair next to Elena.

"Caroline died last night."

Damon's smirk faltered. "Caroline's dead? How?"

"Tyler freaked out last night and crashed the car with Matt and Caroline in it."

"Freaked out." Damon echoed.

"Yeah."

Damon brushed the tears from Elena's cheek. "That's the Mayor's son, right?" He narrowed his blue eyes.

Elena nodded.

"Hm."

In the blink of an eye, Damon was out of his chair and in front of one of the bookcases.

"Damon, Wha-"

"Shh." He silenced her. He picked out a book and flitted back to the chair. He opened the book.

"What is that?"

"My father's journal."

"Your-why do you have it?"

He ignored her and flipped through the pages. His eyes lit up when he read something, and a smirk formed on his beautiful face.

He looked up at Elena. "Tyler Lockwood."

Though it wasn't a question, she nodded.

"Descendants…Werewolves."

Elena's eyes grew big. "What?"

Damon closed the book with a quiet "thump."

He set it on the table and stood up.

Of course, being Damon, he tried to make light of the situation. "Well, there's one good thing about going to this funeral."

Elena looked at him curiously. "What?"

He grinned. "You get to help me pick out a new tux."

She raised an eyebrow. "You're going to drag me to the mall so I can watch you model tuxes?"

"Oh yeah." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"And then maybe we might share in something rare, but won't you look at where we've grown. Won't you look at where we've gone but then someday comes? Tomorrow holds a sense of what I feel for you in my mind as you trip the final line, and that cold day when you lost control…you should have told me."

A/N: Okay, as you may see, my imagination is kind of low on fuel, so if anyone has any suggestions, they would be much appreciated. =) Thank you to everyone who reads this story! I'm sorry it's taken so long to update. Real life sucks sometimes. (Haha. Vampire humor.) I can promise you the next chapter won't take that long because I've already started on it! =) YAY!

Okay, I need opinions here! LOL Do you guys think that Stefan and Bonnie should develop into a relationship, or should they just be close friends?

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