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Chapter 5: It Feels Like Yesterday

Walking into the Salvatore Boarding House at dawn Elena was greeted by Stefan looking frazzled. "Where have you been all night?" Stefan snapped running a hand through his hair which looked as if he had repeated the same gesture for the past ten hours. His hair stuck out at all sides (more so than usual) and his eyes were bloodshot.

Elena rolled her eyes. "Who are you, my mother?" Pushing past her brother, Elena sauntered into the living room. "I was out." Picking up a bottle of bourbon she poured herself a drink.

"Did you kill him?" Stefan shouted, causing Elena to spit part of her drink out. She began to laugh wiping drops of liquor from her lips with the back of her hand.

"No, Stef. I gave him the ride of his life." Stefan's jaw dropped and Elena continued to laugh. There was nothing that amused her more than shocking her little brother. He just had no sense of humor. It was as if one of them had been adopted. Probably Stefan because it couldn't have been Elena.

"You were supposed to find out what he knew not have sex with him. Damn it, Elena." Stefan sat down on one of couches holding his head.

Smirking, Elena leaned over placing her chin on his shoulder. "It was good, too."

"God damn it, Lena, you can't just go around doing whatever you want whenever you want." Staring at his sister Stefan looked like he was about to cry.

"Oh, come on, Stefan. Lighten up. Loosen up. There's got to be a girl out there who will give you a spin. When's the last time you got laid?" Easing around the couch Elena sat down next her brother and put her head on his shoulder. "Damon had a very pretty girlfriend. Maybe you should give her a shoulder to cry on when they break up."

Sighing, Stefan put an arm around his sister's shoulders. "Elena, what am I going to do with you?"

"You could sell me on the vampire black market but I'm not sure you'd get your asking price. You've never been estimating the value of things." Elena was teasing Stefan and he looked mock insulted.

"Remember when you were five and you tried to sell one of father's vases for a chicken." Giddy, Elena jumped off the couch to imitate their father. "Now, Stefan, you must learn the value of things. This vase was imported. The chicken was not and we do not give things away in the Salvatore home."

Stefan began to laugh, too. "But I ended up giving his friend the vase anyway because I really wanted that chicken."

"Yeah, you named it Gordy and tried to keep it in your bedroom." Elena giggled.

"And Gordy laid her eggs in your favorite dress." Stefan was bent over laughing.

Elena sobered. "That was a very nice dress. Although corsets sucked. Remember the time that you wanted to know why I told you that they were dreadfully painful. You didn't get it so I put you in one and you tried to get through dinner in the thing. You kept fidgeting and father thought you were ill and had the doctor come. Then they discovered the corset. Father was horrified and began to ask you all kinds of questions about how many times you had tried on a corset and whether you were trying on my other pieces of apparel."

"Okay. Enough, Elena. Why are you trying to distract me?" Stefan eyed his sister warily.

Elena placed her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side. "Now, Stefan you know me better than that. I don't have a reason in the world to distract you."

Shaking his head, Stefan got off the couch. "I don't believe you, Elena. "I have been around you for far too long and I know when you're up to something. I'm going to compel Damon to remember who he thinks he is long enough to figure what the hell is going on. Are you coming with me?"

Nodding, Elena followed Stefan out the front door. She really did not know what Stefan thought he was doing compelling and uncompelling this boy. In time she might have to turn him in order to stop this. Then they would be on fairly equal footing. Seeing him in his weak human state bothered her. It just didn't seem like Damon to her.

Thinking back on the night she had first met Damon Elena began to smile. He had been drunk and was talking to a friend of his about whether he should break up with Caroline. That was last year and they were still together. Frowning at the thought, she remembered how Damon had been walking along the road away from a party and had fallen over a tree branch.

Elena had been laying in the road staring at the sky when she heard a faint cry. Ordinarily she would have ignored it but the sound was familiar. She could get dinner later. After hopping to her feet she had sped to the person who had made the noise. It was Dominic. But it was not Dominic. The body was lying face down in the road but there was the slightest movement of breath going into and leaving his chest and she could hear his heartbeat.

Without another thought Elena rolled the boy over and looked at him. He looked exactly like Dominic. "Who are you?" She had whispered looking at him in awe.

"Ise D-a-mo-n G-il-ber-t. I th-ink I had a lil too much too drink." Damon stated looking up at the brown haired girl. "Youse vey petty."

Smirking Elena sat down beside the boy. "You're not so bad yourself. Now, Damon Gilbert, do you want to tell me how you found yourself in the middle of the road?"

Damon stared up at the sky. "Ca-re wans to mary me. I thik that wes a lil too ummm…" Looking confused Damon tried to find words to explain the situation but his brain wouldn't work.

"Your girlfriend wants to get married but you think that you're too young." Elena finished for him.

"Yup. Yos smart." Damon slurred. "And hot."

Laughing Elena looked up at the sky. "Yeah. Probably. I wasn't always this smart. I was once in love with a guy who looked a lot like you but he wasn't any good for me. Now, he's gone but here's the thing. I'm going to get him back."

"Yeah?" Damon questioned from the ground.

"Yeah." Elena said, smiling down at him. "Now, I'm going to get you out of this road." She pulled him to his feet. "Damon, I want you to have everything you want in life - love, adventure, a little bit of danger. You deserve it all my friend and it will happen. You just wait and see. But right now I want you to stop acting drunk, sober up and go home. Okay?" Damon nodded and walked very steadily back to the party.

Now, Stefan wanted to compel Damon to remember being "Damon Salvatore." Elena needed to have a little chat with the Bennett witch and see if she knew anything about this. Of course, there were other witches who had traveled through Mystic Falls but Bonnie was one of their own and it would be easier to talk to her first. They stopped in front of the school and Stefan got out of the passenger seat of the Camaro and then Elena got out of the driver's seat. She spotted Damon immediately weaving through the crowd purposefully.

There was something about the way that Damon moved that always made Elena feel energized. It was this feeling that being around him made her ready to do anything. It was odd since she set very few limitations for herself. But Damon made her want more of life.

When Elena spotted the person that Damon was headed toward jealousy consumed her and it took everything in her to not streak across the quad and sink her teeth into the blonde's throat. Stefan turned to Elena hearing her growl. "I'll get him." Stefan said quickly moving into the flow of students.

Turning her back Elena muttered. "You had better." She strode off toward the back of the school and ran into Jeremy Gilbert. "Hello there, Jer." Jeremy nodded looking her over and then inhaling from the joint he was holding.

Elena rolled her eyes. "Really. I think you're a bit young to be doing this." She took the joint and flung it on the ground. Watching the boy's shocked look she stomped the smoking substance out. "Now, run along back to school before someone eats you."

Jeremy frowned. "There is something seriously wrong with you. You do know that, right?"

Watching the boy run off Elena was satisfied with her work. Now, she just had to deal with this Damon problem and maybe she would be paying the Forbes girl a little visit if she didn't find someone new to cling to. Not to mention her need to free Dominic from that stupid church. There were so many problems that Elena had to take care of. But that was okay because Elena had always thought of herself as a great problem solver.

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Now, I want to clear some confusion because I know sometimes what I write is hard to follow. Sometimes I forget something really important like in one my stories Rebekah's not in a coffin and then she's back in one. So, if I forget something I've written in a previous chapter write me a review or a PM and say huh?

Anyway, in the first chapter Damon remembers being the Damon from season 2. Then Stefan compels to believe that he's other world Damon Gilbert. Ergo confusion. Because Damon Gilbert is not a completely different person that Damon Salvatore but he has a different history. For one thing he's seventeen rather like a hundred and something. The way he sees the world is lot more naïve than Damon S. would see it. Damon G. still has a thing for Elena Salvatore. There is more to his history with the Salvatores which happens before we enter the story. Things I have to piece together and make sense of for you, the reader. Then there is his relationship with Caroline. Damon G. has a past with Caroline much like Elena G.'s relationship with Matt. Damon G. and Caroline have known each other forever. They're best friends and have been dating for couple of years. Why he hasn't broken up with her. Well, that is complicated. Thank you for the lovely questions. If you would like to know more send me a PM or a review and I will try to make my answers even more confusing.

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LL