That night Damon rented the two of them a hotel room and while Elena slept, he snuck off to a bar he knew was just down the road. He left a letter on his side of the bed that wrote:
My Princess of Darkness, Elena,
If you wake up to my absence, don't worry. I will return to you soon...quite possibly with a surprise.
-Damon
When he entered the bar he looked around for anyone who may have had a connection to his ex lover Bree, whom he had killed last time he took Elena to Georgia. He snooped around for a while, surprised that even after almost a year, all Bree's things were still as they were the night she died. He was sifting through some of the things behind her counter when he heard a high pitched female voice demand to know what he was doing.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" He asked the teenage girl standing before him. She looked around Elena's age and had an annoyingly strong resemblance to Bonnie...it was almost Doppleganger like.
"Bonnie?" The girl rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"My name is Adriana." Damon smirked.
"Good, if you'd been who I thought you were I just might have killed you...she's the last person I want to see right now." He mumbled.
"Who are you and what do you want?" She huffed impatiently. Finding nothing useful in the things he was pillaging through he decided to humor her.
"I'm Damon...I used to know the owner of this bar...do you happen to know if she has any living relatives?" She looked surprised.
"You knew my mother?" Damon stared at her like she was crazy.
"Bree didn't have any children..."
"I'm adopted...a good friend of hers gave birth to twins seventeen years ago, she and her husband could only afford to keep one, Bree offered to take me off my real mothers hands. Bree always told me that I was the lucky twin, because as it turns out her friend ended up abandoning the other one and fleeing town." She said with a shrug. Damon's eyes widened as he realized he had just found the possible answer to his prayers.
"What's your last name?" He inquired intently.
"Bennett, why?" He took a deep breath.
"I think I know your sister."
Back at the hotel, Elena was panic stricken when she awoke alone. She read Damon's letter and grew awfully confused, she couldn't think of any reason why Damon would go on a mysterious errand in the middle of the night without even telling her. She worriedly dialed his number.
"Damon where the hell are you?"
"Don't worry Elena, I have business to take care of...I promise I'll be back soon."
"Don't keep secrets from me, Damon. What's going on?"
"I'm not keeping secrets, calm down. You'll find out soon enough. Go back to bed babe, I'll be back before you know it." He promised, hanging up before she had the chance to argue.
"Was that my sister?" Adriana asked eagerly. Damon shook his head.
"No, that was my girlfriend."
"The one you want to have a child with?" Damon nodded.
"And if you want to see your sister you will help me do this, understood?" Adriana nodded, smiling widely at him. Damon was shocked that she was so much more naive than Bonnie. Adriana pulled out her grimoire and flipped through several of the pages, seemingly in very deep thought. Damon was getting restless, worrying that if he was out much later then Elena would come looking for him.
"Hurry up witch, I don't have all damn night." She glared at him, but it wasn't too much longer after that she found what they were looking for.
"Ahhh here it is. However...you aren't going to like it."
"Spit it out." She sighed.
"It is indeed possible for vampires to procreate, although it has never been accomplished. But vampire procreation is a rare act of nature...there is no spell that can force that." Damon got up angrily.
"Isn't that perfect! Thanks for wasting my time." He spat, stalking for the doorway.
"Wait! But there is more information here that may help you." Damon waited for her to continue.
"Vampire procreation is so rare because the only vampires with that ability are born of the Patrova bloodline...they have to be Dopplegangers. And on top of that, the Doppleganger has to mate with her one true soulmate for it to work." Damon's heart nearly leapt out of his chest...Elena was a Patrova Doppleganger.
"How can you tell if you're her one true soulmate?" The excitement in Damon's voice was evident, and it made Adriana smile.
"The same way any vampire knows who their soulmate is...you have to blood share." Damon pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled Bonnie's number on it.
"Thank you. Here, go give your sister a call." He said with a genuine smile. She smiled back, but before she could reply he was gone.
When he made I back to the hotel he found Elena pacing. He laughed.
"I told you to go to bed...you look like an angry old married woman." She glared daggers at him and he put his hands up in surrender, still chuckling to himself.
"Okay, I'm sorry."
"Where were you, Damon?" He melted under her worried expression.
"I was out getting you this." He said gently, handing her a single rose that he had picked up quickly for her on his way back. She gave him a sweet smile as a thank you, but was obviously still suspicious.
"That's all you were going?" He decided to let her in on half of the truth.
"It took me so long because I ran into a girl that looked exactly like Bonnie. We talked for a while and figured out that she's Bonnie's twin sister."
"What?! Oh my god, I have to call Bonnie."
"No, no, no. I gave her Bonnie's number, I think they need to talk about it themselves, she needs to hear it from her." She beamed at him.
"That was sweet of you." He shrugged.
"Sometimes I do things I don't have to do." She raised an eyebrow at him and he just smirked, laying down on the bed and putting an arm behind his head. She climbed up on the bed and straddled his waist. His eyes glazed over in a lust filled haze as he imagined the things he could do while she was sitting so provocatively. She noticed that he seemed to be pondering something, so she leaned in a little closer and whispered "What are you thinking about?"
He did the eye thing again, simply to drive her mad and then shot her a Cheshire Cat grin.
"I'm wondering what it would be like to blood share with you." She tilted her head to the side in confusion.
"What's that?" He stroked the side of her face gently.
"Blood sharing is the most intimate experience two vampires could possibly share. It's more personal than sex...ten times more personal, and about twenty times more pleasurable. It's how most vampires find out who their soulmate is...they taste it in their blood." Elena was hanging on Damon's every word, the want plastered clearly on her face.
"Can we do that?" She whispered.
"Would you like to?" He asked, biting his wrist and offering it in front of her. She gulped in a large amount of air as if she were nervous, and shakily bit her wrist for him as well. Damon took that as a yes and quickly shoved her wrist to his lips. Elena slowly pulled his wrist to her lips too and they both bit down at the exact same time.
The only word Damon could think of to describe what was now happening was 'mind-fuck'. He moaned and pulled back on her hair, enjoying the sensation of her blood pouring down his throat and coursing through his own veins. His pants suddenly got tighter as he watched her eyes roll back and she let out a wild growl. The two of them saw a bright light behind their eyelids and suddenly they were seeing a vision of the two them, a vision of him on one knee and looking deeply into her eyes. "You're my soul mate...my eternal love." He whispered. Damon smirked at the vision, sucking harder at her wrist. He almost whimpered, feeling his need to be inside her intensify. Now that he knew they were soulmates there was surely nothing stopping him.
Elena was in heaven, she'd never felt more close to Damon. All of his emotions were pouring into her soul as she took in mouthfuls of his blood...and it tasted better than anything she'd ever eaten. Damon could smell her arousal, which only made him get hotter. Vampires couldn't normally smell things like that, but Damon knew that when you bonded your souls together by a blood share, things changed. He was tied to her forever now, there was nothing that could ever change it. Knowing he couldn't take anymore if her blood without hurting her, he pulled back and watched adoringly as she let out a whimper of protest and pulled back as well. He chuckled at her expression.
"Don't look at me like that, if we'd gone any farther we'd have both passed out. How do you feel?" There were no words that Elena could use to properly articulate how that had felt, but she simply whispered "Take me Damon." Damon felt his cock twitch at her words, but he knew he shouldn't.
"Elena, I want you so bad, you know that. But not tonight, as many things that I have screwed up in m life, I want to do this right. Let me take you on a date first." She smiled at him.
"That's very...1864 of you." He grinned widely and pulled her close to his chest, holding his breath as she licked the left over blood from his neck. He wanted to do things different with Elena... But god, she was so not making it easy. He sighed.
"Just so you know, Miss Elena, my old world manners can only last so long...eventually I'll claim you in every room of my house, can you handle that?" His voice was dripping with lust, but his stunning blue eyes told a story of irrevocable love. Elena's face tuned dark red and her mouth was suddenly very dry. Unable to find her voice, she just nodded timidly. He burst into laughter at that, mumbling "You're so cute." Forgetting she could hear him.
"Am not!" She giggled,grabbing the pillow from her side of the bed and smacking him with it.
"You'll regret that little girl." He said, pushing her on her back and holding her down by her wrists.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Salvatore, what's my punishment?" She asked coyly. He groaned, suddenly wishing he hadn't set that date rule. He ran his fangs down her neck to her collar, taking just one little nibble, allowing his fangs to just barely pierce the skin. Her moan was cut short with her yelling "Stefan!". Damon quickly looked behind him and saw Stefan lurking in the doorway.
"Way to kill the mood Stefan..." He almost whined.
"What are you doing?!" Stefan exclaimed.
"Well baby brother...when a man loves a woman very much-" Damon said with a sarcastic smirk.
"Don't go there Damon." He spat. Elena was a little disturbed that Stefan had followed them there.
"What the hell Stefan? How long have you been here?!" Stefan gave an almost evil grimace.
"Long enough...I was passing through and when I heard your familiar little mewling noises I thought I'd come make sure my brother wasn't killing you...Even the vampires he loves all seem to croak. Despite your betrayal, I'd like to make sure I don't have to clean another one of Damon's messes off the walls...have fun." He said with a harsh smile. A deep growl erupted from Damon's chest and he hissed at the spot where Stefan had been standing. Elena sighed and rubbed his back.
"Just ignore the bunny worshiping freak." Elena said to him in comfort. Damon's eyes widened in pure shock before he doubled over in laughter, leaning over to kiss her forehead.
"I think eternity with you is going to be one hell of a beautiful ride."