Chapter 15: Going to be Okay

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A/N: Hey everyone, look I understand I haven't wrote in a while and I am terribly sorry! Everything's been catching up on me and I've been spending time with my family, but let me tell you now, I will NEVER stop writing without you guys knowing or stop any stories, which means:

1: Bared to You has NOT ended. It won't until the story is done which fingers crossed, will be for a long time yet.

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The roaring horns filled one of the normal mornings of New York city. The endless amounts of cars waited in the never-ending traffic. Horns blasted through the air, hoping that they would soon enough get moving and off to work, without their job being on the line and the boss wanting to rip their head off, even before their day has begun.

One person afraid for their job today was no other than Elena Gilbert. She sat in the back of the cab, waiting anxiously for the moment she arrived outside the humongous skyscraper she called her work. Licking her lips, she let out a breath, the butterflies banging against the rim of her stomach. Caroline had forced her out of bed and into a shower, telling her that she needed to return to work sooner or later if she wanted to have a life and be able to pay her half of the rent. Closing her eyes, she inhaled, her mind casting back to the day where she had returned from the spa and walked into the apartment to face Stefan's ex-lover, Katherine Pierce.

"Boy, when I heard I'd been replaced by someone who could be a potential twin, I was curious, but now that you stand in front of me, I couldn't be more thrilled. How did the bastard drive you away then?" She questioned with a tilt of her head.

Elena swallowed, not knowing how to respond as she thought back to the time that Stefan had first mentioned her in a conversation. Dropping her bag down, she looked at Caroline as the blonde was for once in her life speechless and had no idea what to say or do.

"I know he's back again, trying to make your life a misery as you're involved with his brother Damon, correct?"
"How did you-"
"Know? PU-lease...who do you think saved your life from the elevator? The voice? That was me."
"You? You saved my life, but...I don't understand, why?"
"I know what Stefan is capable of. He's a monster, he just wants to be loved and have no one walk away from him. I learnt my lesson and I don't want you to have to go through it again. He tried looking for me, he didn't succeed I kept myself well hidden and away from his radar."

"So, what are you doing here? What do you want?" Caroline questioned, crossing her arms once she got over the shock.
"I'm here to help Elena. She wants Stefan off of her back and I'd be glad to help her."
"Why is that?" The brunette asked, her voice soft.
"Because he killed someone I love and I want him dead."

Shaking her head, she opened her eyes as the car came to a halt. Looking out the window, she seen the building as she felt her heart leap up into her chest. This was it, it was now or never. Smiling at the cab driver, she paid him and climbed out of the cab, making her way inside as her heels clicked against the marble floors. She could do this. If he was going to fire her, let him be. As Caroline said, 'why are you scared of him? He tried calling you, which means he thinks you're ignoring him.'

Stepping into the elevator after flashing her ID, she pressed the button for the top floor and leaned back against the wall, taking a deep breath. What she said to Caroline that day in the spa came to mind. Was she starting to fall for Damon? Like really fall? More than just...what they were? Even thinking about it made her laugh. Could she admit it in her head? No. Could she say it out loud? Of course, that is the troubles of life.

As the elevator reached the floor, she stepped out, staring down the hall, remembering the walk she had done so many times to get to his office. Clearing her throat, she went in the opposite direction to her office and pushed open the door and let out a huff as she seen the papers piled up on her desk. Oh perfect. Closing the door over, she threw her bag and coat on the couch as she sat in her chair, reading through the work. She had a hell of a lot to catch up on and she better get started now.

The brunette stared at the computer screen, her eyes enlarging with every piece of work she done. How many hours was it before you had to take a break? Two or three? It had been like five hours and she thought her eyes were actually going to climb out of her sockets and roll away down the hall. Pushing herself back, she rolled the chair and stretched her arms above her head, looking over at the clock on the wall. 12:00pm. Lunchtime.

What could she get to eat? Something big and tasty? Something that wouldn't leave her starving for more later on? Hearing her phone ring, she stared at it, her heart leaping as she swallowed. Did she answer it or not? It's probably just a client, who else could it be? WHO DO YOU THINK.? Shaking her head, she rolled closer, lifting the phone off of the hook as she prepared for the worse.

"Elena Gilbert, Personal Assistant to Damon Salvatore." If she still was that is.
"Hello Elena." A sweet voice called down the phone.
"Katherine, I thought you were someone else."
"Lover boy still not talking to you?"
"Would you talk to me if you were him?"
"No, but I'm not him. If he found out the real story, I'm sure he'd forgive and forget, you know the whole routine, ANYWAY, onto important things."

"My life isn't important? I thought you were suppose to be helping me out here?"
"I'm not you're cupid, I deal with real issues. Not puppy love triangles."
"Right sorry, what did you need?" Elena asked, getting up from the desk as she stretched her legs.
"Stefan, when did you last hear from him?"
"A week ago, the day I came back from the spa."
"Ah, when you met me, I made perfect timing. Did he say anything...that might have caught your attention?"
"Uhm, no...no, not that I can think of."
"Hmmm, disappointing. Anyway, I have to go. I'll call you later, bye Gilbert."

The line went dead as Elena sighed, putting the phone back on the hook and made her way over to the window, looking out upon the city as she felt a rush of a chill moving its way down her spine, causing her to shiver. Closing her eyes, she swallowed and opened her eyes, wide-eyed, something Stefan had said to her that had got her attention.

"His life hadn't been ruined yet. Or yours for that matter. But they will be, but that's the endgame."

What? What did that mean? Shit! Rushing back over to the phone, she went to lift it, but it began ringing again. Lifting it, she pressed it to her ear.

"Hello?" She asked, trying to keep the panic from her voice.
"My office, now." Damon's voice was stern as the line went dead again.
"Seriously?" She whined. Did it have to be right now?

Hurrying out into the corridor, she moved down the hall towards his office, the nerves moving up again as Nancy's desk then came into the view.

"Elena, hey, I haven't seen you in a while." She smiled, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, Yeah I know. Hey, do you think you can do a favor for me?" Grabbing a pen from her desk, she began writing on a notepad.
"Uhm, yeah of course."
"Give this girl a call and tell her I need to talk with her immediately. It's Katherine Pierce." She passed over the note with the number.
"I will get right on it."
"OH, and friendly advice, if you have earphones on you, wear them until I get out."

She banged her hand against the desk lightly, giving her a friendly smile as she moved over to the door, pushing it open as she moved inside, closing it behind her. Looking up, she seen Damon over at the window, arms crossed as he looked over the city. Clearing her throat, she watched as he turned around, snapping out of his day-dream. Boy, did he look like utter shit. His eyes were a lightly mint blue, his hair tousled. He looked like he hadn't slept in weeks. His tie was loose and hanging halfway down his chest.

"Where have you been?" He questioned, running his fingers through his hair, the tousled look only growing messier.
"Well if I haven't been at work, I'm guessing I have been at home." She told him, giving him a look.
"Don't get snippy with me." He snapped at her, his eyes growing a few shades darker.
"Then don't try to question everything! What? Where you expecting me to turn around and say? I've been fucking your brother!?"

"No I wasn't!"
"Then stop with the stare!" She yelled, glaring at him.
"I called and called! You ever heard of picking up you're phone when you hear that shrilling noise?"
"Oh I've heard of it, just thought the rule was don't pick up to people you don't know!"
"OH, you don't know...ME? That's hilarious considering the earlier events!"
"Fuck you Damon!" Elena replied.
"No, fuck you. I gave you everything!"

"Wheeeey. Thanks for giving me a night in some cheap hotel to be your fucking WHORE. Yeah, you gave me 'everything' Damon!"
"Don't go there with me Elena! I never once made you feel like a whore! I've been nothing but fucking honest and loyal to you!"
"Jeez, one mistake and it goes against you for the rest of your life! You really think I'd come and try you out after it failing with Stefan?"
"What do you want me to believe? It's a bit of a coincidence isn't it!?"
"No it's not."
"I think I made a mistake hiring you." He hissed through his teeth, moving his gaze from her.
"No," She swallowed as he looked back at her, "The mistake was me ever meeting you and letting you into my heart."

The door opened as Nancy walked in and she stopped dead, looking between the two. Elena blinked tears back, clearing her throat and turned to look at Nancy as she seen the hurt in Damon's eyes. Nancy looked at Damon as he nodded at her and she turned back to Elena.

"I called for you. She said she would swing by your place later Elena." Nancy told her.
"Thank you Nancy." She nodded, smiling weakly as she left the room again. Turning around again, she looked at him, "I'm giving my notice."
"Elena-"
"No, I'm done. I'm done with you and your brother. You deserve each other. You're just as bad as him."

She watched as anger flared in his eyes and walked out, slamming the door behind her. Nancy gave her a sympathetic smile. She heard everything then. Walking down the hall, she kept her tears at bay, just wanting to get home into the comforts of her bed. Closing her eyes, she inhaled. If she didn't feel like shit earlier, now she felt worse. How did she feel like she'd been hit by a train? Was this what it felt like to be depressed?

"Elena!" Turning on her heel, she seen Damon walking down the hall after her.
"I said all that I had to sa-"

She was cut off as he grabbed her, smashing his lips against hers as she moaned in surprise and her hands went to hold his face in her hands. Holding her close, he fisted her hair into his hand as he held her closer as if he didn't want to let her go. Breathless, she pulled back, staring up at him.

"You can't leave." He told her, his voice in hushed tones.
"Why not?" She swallowed, wanting to say as little as possible as she was on the urge of crying.
"I need you," He brushed his thumb down her cheek, staring into her eyes, "You've stolen my heart too."
"Oh Damon." The first tear freed itself as she leaned up, pressing her lips against his again and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

After this, she was certain they were going to be okay, no matter what else was thrown at them.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed and NO, not an ending :D

Shauna

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