A/N: This story will be told from several different points of view. Bella's/Damon's mostly.

I do not own anything Twilight and/or Vampire Diaries related.

Chapter 1

Damon POV

I'm one who prides himself on being a non-emotional rock. I don't let the weepy and weak effect my, as you say, badass persona. But when Elena and Stefan asked me if it was cool if Bella moved in, I was more than okay with it. Chick's been through some shit. I mean, to lose your man, your bff AND your kid all in one swoop? That shit right there is no cool.

It also makes me glad that I'm not an original. To be dictated by a bunch of self-righteous assholes that hide away in Italy until they get bored and rain down on everyone's parade, just isn't my cup of tea, or scotch if you will.

I've never actually had the privilege of meeting the girl. But Elena's been talking about her for years. I've listened in on some phone calls here and there, probably not the nicest thing to do, but, I am what I am. Listening to Bella talk about how much better sex is once you are a vamp, unbelievabley hot. Especially when she mentions how much she loved throwing Edward down on the bed with enough force to make him jump about five feet in the air, and once landing, finding Bella to be straddling him.

I was in the room when she called Elena the day it happened. Now, I would never tell anyone this, but I felt a sudden urge to run as fast as possible to Washington and hold this small, angelic creature. For some unknown reason, she had a pull on me.

But enough of that mushy crap…

The chick is gorgeous. Like, super knock you on your ass gorgeous. Elena has a picture of herself, Bella and Bella's daughter, Nessie on her laptop. It's sunny outside and Bella's skin is all sparkly and shiny, like diamonds. Her eyes, her eyes…fuck. She's a tiny ass thing, but her body… bangin'.

All that tied to the fact that she is an Original, in turn means she can kick my ass. That is definitely a fact that makes little Damon twitch.

But alas, my instructions from Elena were quite clear. And in her words…

"Damon Salvatore, don't you dare even think about trying to get into her pants! So help me GOD I will stake you myself!"

But, I digress. It will be good to have someone to keep me company. In a friendly non-getting into her panties kind way. Stefan and Elena are sickening and being the third wheel is not my idea of a good time. I know I can't take the chick out during the day though. Not sure sparkling skin would go unnoticed. However, the dumb-fucks in this town have missed plenty of other supernatural shit go down.

Original's don't eat or drink either, so there goes my plan of having a drinking buddy.

And, they don't sleep, EVER! So my, 'let's watch a movie and hope she just happens to fall asleep in my lap'( a personal favorite) plan will definitely not work.

Overall, my plan is to help this girl. I'm gonna help her get back to normal and have fun again.

"Damon! Come help with Bella's bags!"

Well, here we go. Life's about to get pretty interesting, which I am more than willing to welcome with open arms.

Bella's POV

Seeing Elena, I can't help but let out a sob. I haven't seen her since the memorial and it feels so good to be with her again.

"Bella!"

We meet halfway and embrace. The tears that fall are automatic and I can hear the small cries coming from her. I'm so thankful to be with her, I can't let her go.

"Thank you so much," I whisper, still holding her tightly.

We finally break apart, "You look as beautiful as ever," she says through tear-filled eyes.

"Yeah, I know," I joke with a flip of the hair.

She laughs and my eyes fall on Stefan. I jump into his arms and he swings me around as I laugh. He puts me down and cups my face in his hands, "Welcome home," he says and kisses my forehead.

I smile at him and he pulls me in for a hug.

"So this is the famous Bella I've heard so much about."

I raise my eyes over Stefan's shoulder and hold back a moan. This must be Damon. Tall, dark and dangerously handsome. Go figure. He's the exact opposite of Edward. But, something inside of me seems to be drawn to him. As he gets closer, I can see the ice blue of his eyes, and the twinkle shining from the lights of the overhang shining from them.

Okay, so, Damon is…delicious. And the animal within me, the animal that was born the day I became a vampire is purring at the sight of him. I haven't had this feeling for a while now.

"And you must be the infamous Damon," okay, that came out way more sexy than it was supposed to. I really hope no one noticed.

The smirk that forms on his face tells me otherwise…shit.

"Don't listen to all the gossip," he puts his hand out and I take it. He leans in closer, his eyes on mine, "The truth is much more entertaining," he whispers.

I hear Elena groan behind me. I'm pretty sure if I looked at Stefan he would have a glare directed as his brother, but with a hint of a smile. Stefan always tries to be so proper. But he does have a sense of humor.

I laugh nervously and mentally slap myself. I feel like a fucking teenager all over again. A human teenager. I'm totally screwed.

Before I know it, his hands are on my shoulders and the warmth that covers me makes my eyes flutter slightly, "I do want to give you my deepest apologies. I can't imagine…"

I wave my hand dismissively, "Thank you, but you really don't need to apologize. As difficult as it is, it's been two years. Life must go on, right?" he gives me a real honest to God, genuine smile and his face softens.

"Come on Bells," Elena has moved closer to the front door and reaches out to me, "I'll show you your room. The boys will get your things."

I give Damon one last smile and slip away, sliding my hand into Elena's.

As much as I try to resist, I look back over my shoulder to see Damon watching me. If I could blush, it would definitely reach every inch of my body. I give him my best sly smile and turn back, wrapping my arm around Elena's waist squeezing myself to her, resting my head to hers as we make it inside the house.

Damon POV

Life must go on, right?

I don't hear any form of hesitance. The smile that comes to my face seems natural around her. It doesn't come out very often, so when it does, I take notice.

As I watch her walk into the house I do my very best not to watch her ass…fuck I'm an asshole.

"Well," Stefan slaps his hand on my shoulder and squeezes, "Let's get this stuff inside."

I nod at him and look back at the door one last time. Suddenly a bag flies into my chest and I grab it quickly into my arms.

"Stop it," says Stefan, "Elena wants to ease her into this place. She doesn't need you using your charming ways to get her in your bedroom."

"Hey, I told Elena I wouldn't try to get into her pants," I shrug and move the bag into my hand, "What happens when I don't have to try," when I see the anger form on Stefan's face I try to save my ass, "Meaning, what if it just comes naturally?"

I grab one more bag and head inside without another glance at Stefan.

When I make it closer to Bella's room, I can hear her and Elena speaking.

"You don't know how much this means to me. I haven't been this happy since…well, it's been awhile."

"Well, we still have so much to do together, and I promise it will only get better," I take this as my cue and head into the room.

"Where would you like these Bella?"

"Oh, just on the bed, I'll unpack right away," she smiled, "This room is beautiful. Thank you for allowing this."

"Any friend of Elena and Stefan is a friend of mine," I say coyly.

Elena snorts and I narrow my eyes at her, "Try telling that to Bonnie."

"Hey, it's not my fault the little witch is immune to my charms," I wink at Bella and she lets out a smile giggle.

"Or maybe it's because you tried to kill her?" says Elena with a little too much attitude for my liking.

"That happened once, or was it twice, whatever," Elena scoffs as Stefan walks in, "Bags on the bed," I say to him.

"So Miss Bella, unpacking really doesn't sound like a whole lot of fun, do you play pool?"

"Damon I don't tha-"

"Yep, and I bet I could kick your ass."

Fantastic

"Are you sure you don't want to rest Bells?" asks Stefan, "You've had a long drive."

"And I'm ready to stretch my legs," she looks over at me, "Give me half an hour?"

"Roger that," I give her nod and smile over at Elena, "We shall reconvene in the driveway at," I look down at my watch, "8:30pm sharp," I add a pop to the p and head out of the room.

Thirty minutes later I'm heading out the front door when Elena grabs me, "Damon, you need to be careful with Bella. "

"She's a big girl Elena, maybe you should let her make her own decisions," without another word I head out the door to see Bella leaning against her truck. She's dressed in skinny dark jeans and a V-neck t-shirt. Her hair is down in soft curls and I'm pretty sure my pants tighten a little bit.

"I feel like running if anyone cares to join me?"

Elena laughs as she passes by me, "You go ahead, we'll head over in our car."

Bella nods and looks towards me, "How about you? Care to race?"

I can't help the chuckle that comes out, "Sure, but you don't know how to get to the Grill. You can follow me."

"I passed it on the way here," she smiled.

"Oka-"

Before I could finish she was gone. I followed quickly behind and could hear her laughter as we ran through the forest. This girl is fast. I can see her bouncing from tree to tree. These little detours don't seem to slow her down and her laughter gets louder, "Keep up, Salvatore."

Once I made it to the clearing in front of the restaurant, I found her standing with one hand on her hip smiling.

"You are not allowed to brag," I say to her.

She laughs as I throw an arm around her shoulders and guide her into the Grill.

Bella POV

When we walk in to the Grill, it's pretty busy , which I'm thankful for. Damon guides me directly to the bar, "The usual please Mister Donovan."

I could sense the annoyance in the guys face, "What's up Damon?" they do a strange handshake and the bartender turns his eyes on me, "Who's your friend?"

Damon rolls his eyes, "Matt, Bella, remember?"

I see a light bulb go off on Matt's face, "Oh, right, your Bella from Washington. Nice to meet you," he holds out his hand, "I'm Matt."

Bella remembers Elena telling her about Matt. Her ex, turned best friends boyfriend, turned boyfriend of a vampire….there's more but the basic thing I need to know is if Matt is privy to the amount of vampires that live in this town. And I specifically remember Elena telling her that he was the last of her friends to know about it. So, yeah, over the years, he became pretty good friends with the brothers.

"Hello Matt, I've heard a lot about you," I make sure not to sound overly bored by this kid. I'm also ready to start kicking Damon's ass at pool. "I don't need anything, thank you."

Matt seems pretty surprised that I don't order a drink. Obviously when Elena told him Bella was a vampire, she left out some minor details.

Once Damon and I reach the area containing the pool tables, we saw they were all full. Damon approached two kids, no older than sixteen. They were currently in the middle of a game, obviously not planning on leaving anytime soon.

"Hello," said Damon. I watched as he compelled the boys to believe that they had to go home since it was past their bedtime.

I giggle as the boys grab their jackets and leave, "You are good Mr. Salvatore."

At that moment Elena and Stefan show up and I notice the annoyed sound that comes from Damon.

"Hey Guys!" I jump up and immediately grab a pool cue. After testing it for a bit I see that Damon is racking the balls, "Boys vs. Girls?"

Damon chuckles, "You read my mind," I do my best to ignore the slight pain when he says it.

Before we start our game, Elena and I head to the bathroom.

"Flirt with Stefan during the game," I say to her, "Drive him absolutely insane, alright?"

She laughs, "That's your strategy, distraction."

I laugh with her and shrug my shoulders, "It's the best strategy there is."

"So I take it you are going to flirt with Damon?" asks Elena.

"Elena, I know you're worried about me, but, as much I hate what it may look like or that it's too soon, I can't help it. Something about Damon brings back that little spark in me that I lost that day."

She took in a deep breath and lets it out slowly, "Well, I can understand that. I just don't want anyone to get hurt."

"I'll be fine, Elena."

"It's not you I'm worried about." With that she turned and left the bathroom, leaving me staring at the door.

She knew. She knew the main reason that I left Forks, the same reason I have been denying for as long as I can.

One Year Ago

"Bella stop! Please just stop for one minute."

She turned on her heel and he nearly runs into her, "NO! I will not stop, because I don't want to hear you try to explain why this won't work. You took her back, you said that you wouldn't. You promised me. Don't you think I've been through enough? Apparently not, because you made me fall in love with you Emmett and then you left me. You left me the moment she walked back into this house!"

"Bella I love you, you know that, but Rose is my mate."

Her face softens as she thinks of Edward. She gets it, she does. I have to look at Rosalie's point of view. I couldn't make her go through what I had gone through. As much as I hated her for coming back, she was still my sister. And I loved her.

"Okay, but don't expect me to still be around you. I will go back and live at the cottage. I can't be here anymore."

He lifts her chin with his finger and presses his lips lightly on hers, "We can still be together, just, in private."

She's not sure why but she nods her head and kisses him back.