A/N: So because you guys are awesome here I give you: Bloodlines – our first proper foray into the epic journey that is Delena. Had a lot of fun writing this one so I hope you all enjoy it. It's the longest one so far I think – and now I am going to relish in the unusual sunshine here in the UK!
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Bloodlines

"You could be my unintended choice to live my life extended
You could be the one I'll always love
She could never be as good as you
You should be the one I'll always love"

All I can think as I'm running is please, please god don't let me be too late. And then I'm there. I don't know who the vampire is that caused her to crash her car but I'm not even considering going after him and finding out because all that matters is Elena and making sure she is okay.

"Damon" I don't think I've ever heard my name sound sweeter.

I get her out of the car and then she's in my arms and even in this horrible moment I feel that fire between us. Seriously does she feel that? Or is there just something wrong with me? But really I'm too worried about her to fixate on that as I set her upright and try to get her to focus. My hand on her face, my thumb grazes her lips and there is so much heat there. So much...desire. This is getting absurd.

And then she says 4 little words "I look like her" before passing out in my arms.

Well.

I guess that cats out of the bag then. It doesn't really explain what she's doing out here in the middle of the night but she smells like my brother – yuk – and he does have that picture in his room – but I guess we can get to that sure to be sorry story later. I check her over briefly for broken bones before collecting her in my arms and then I'm carrying her to safety.

Once I've made sure she's safely deposited in my car I go back and move hers off of the road and then I decide I may as well take her with me on my impromptu visit to see a witch I used to know in Georgia.

Elena sleeps most of the night and she's so silent I'd be worried she was dead most of the time were it not for her very alive human heartbeat reassuring me. She's exceptionally demanding when she finally wakes up but I do as she asks and pull over, rushing around the car when she appears to be in pain.

"We have to go back" she says, but we're practically there and I'm not driving all the way back when we're this close so I tease her about not having her necklace, not that I'd ever actually compel her anyway.

"What are you trying to prove?" she demands. Nothing. I...don't know. Luckily I'm saved having to come up with an answer by the cell phone; Stefan being overly dramatic as usual. She doesn't want to talk to him – seriously what happened there?

Eventually I convince her to take a time out, "problems are still gonna be there when you get home" I tell her. "Step away from your life for 5 minutes. 5 minutes." Seems as good a plan as any if you ask me.

There's a little bit of back and forth

"Am I gonna be safe with you" – yes
"you promise not to do that...mind control thing with me?" – yes
"Can I trust you" – just...get in the car already. Did I not just tell her to trust me two minutes ago?

Well anyway it worked; she got back in the car. I wonder if it was my charm, my good looks, my puppy dog eyes or my sound logic that changed her mind in the end.

We arrive at Bree's where I'm rewarded with a kiss and shots, I drink Elena's for her which earns me one of those magnificent smiles and this day is already turning into one of the best I've had in the last...well, a really fucking long time anyway.

They chatter about me for a while "he's good in the sack isn't he?" Bree questions Elena. What I wouldn't give to be able to read Elena's mind right about now. Unfortunately I'm not one of those weird Twilight vampires who sparkle but that's beside the point.

I am not 'good' in the sack. I am the best you've ever had. Or never had in Elena's case. But that's a depressing road I don't really want to go down today and Bree breaks my thought process by asking what it is I want.

And isn't that the million dollar question? What do I want? Elena goes outside to make a call so I take the opportunity to talk to Bree alone because this is probably not the best time for an existential crisis so we'll stick with the plan. Katherine. Tomb. Spell.

"After all these years, it's still only Katherine?" Yes. Maybe. I don't know. But I do know that she's all I've got, or could have and it's infinitely better than nothing. Bree tells me that Emily's spell is absolute and I can't get in the tomb but there must be a fucking way. There has to be.

In the meantime I'll spend some time with Elena; if nothing else it sure will piss off Stefan which is always fun. I overhear her on the phone with him and go outside to see if she's okay.

"Don't pretend to care...I know you're gloating inside" Ouch. Apparently my skills at making sure she's okay need to be worked on. Okay I'm gloating a little. How does she know that?

And I do care. Sort of. About her anyway. Anything else...not so much. We could leave now, I've probably got as much out of Bree as I'm going to but I don't want to waste this opportunity to spend some quality time with Elena – I'll probably never get another chance as good as this.

We eat burgers and her questions about Katherine both intrigue me and baffle me. If they were related, which they clearly are then Katherine must have had a child. But when? Whose? How did I not know this? Why didn't she tell me?

I give Elena a little vampire101 and she asks me if this "nice act...is any of it real?" but I don't even bother responding to that one. Let her work that out on her own.

She decides to start drinking and man is this girl fun when she finally lets loose. Seriously she is wasted on my brother. Is this the girl she was before her parents died? Before she became sad girl? Normal Elena is...well I'm not sure yet but fun Elena is even better.

Everything was going great, we drank some, played some pool, I went to the bathroom, everything was great and then...it wasn't.

"Where's your girl?" Elena. Gone. Doors open and I can smell her and I follow and find her phone discarded on the ground but not her so I walk around back and then I hear;

"Damon, no" and I'm on the ground being attacked with something by someone and I can hear Elena panicking and Stefan's going to FUCKING KILL me if something happens to her.

Then the guy pours gas all over me and yep. I'm gonna die. So not how I wanted to go and if my bones would just heal I could kill this man. Still at least I got to spend my last day with Elena.

But then Elena's talking and Elena's pleading for my life...

"Don't. Please. Don't hurt him." She sounds like she's going to cry. Why? Why is she trying to save me? Not that I'm complaining but why?

"Don't do this. I'm begging you. Please" Yep.Begging. Begging – for me. This is...odd.

He throws me into the wall and I think most of my body is broken but I'm not dead-dead and thank Elena for that. I swear I hear her whisper "thank you" but then he's gone and she's there beside me and I'm still...undead..and she saved me.

When I finally get my body back together again I send Elena back to the car and return to Bree to clear up a little unfinished business.

"The tomb can be opened" Lying. She's lying. But then she goes on and what she says makes a lot of sense, but it doesn't make a difference. Bree has served her purpose. And she nearly had me killed in the process so I rip her heart out and I am almost sorry. Just not enough to not do it.

Elena asks me why I took her with me and I figure she's done enough for me to deserve my honesty, plus I'm not big on lying...unlike my brother apparently.

"You were there in the road all damsel-in-distress like. And I knew it would piss of Stefan...and you're not the worst company in the world, Elena" I tell her.

"I used to be more fun" – "you did okay" – "I saved your life" – I know.

"And don't you forget it"

Oh I won't. I will NEVER forget it. Trust me.

Dear Diary,
So much has happened that I'm not even sure where to start.

Okay let's see...I think something is going on with Caroline and Matt. Logan Fell is a vampire. Or was. I'm not sure which, I think Damon took care of it but I forgot to ask him in all the...confusion.

I told Stefan that I love him...I know it seems really fast and everything but it just made sense. It felt right. At the time. We slept together and afterwards he left to get me a drink and I found a picture of Katherine. Who could be my identical twin. When I found it I was so angry and hurt, I thought that he was just using me, trying to replace her so I took off my necklace and left it on top of the picture before fleeing the house.

And then I crashed my car...there was a man, a vampire...in the middle of the road. Really my luck with cars is not proving all that great. Maybe I should consider just walking everywhere.

Damon saved me. I have never been so relieved to see him since...well since I met him. He got me out of the car and then I passed out. And then I woke up in Georgia of all places. I was kinda pissed at first but then he kept telling me to take a 'time out' from my life and just forget about my problems and everything he said just made a whole lot of sense and I was so angry at Stefan that I wanted to get away from it all and Damon just looked so...enthusiastic about it that I ended up going along with it.

We met his friend Bree who is also a witch. Or was. I mean...Damon went back in after everything happened and I think she tried to have him killed and I don't think he would have let her live after that...but I'm getting ahead of myself.

I called Stefan and he wanted me to tell him where I was so he could come get me but I didn't because I didn't really want him to come get me. I was angry at him and I was having a nice time with Damon (yeah – weird I know!) and I wanted to spend some time with him and try to get to know him a bit better so I didn't tell Stefan.

I ended up getting a little drunk and having a lot of fun...I felt like the old me for a while there, the fun girl that I used to be. Being with Damon...I felt, free, for just a little while. Then aunt Jenna called and I went outside to talk to her and a vampire grabbed me...I was so worried about Damon because I knew he would come looking for me and when he did I called out to him but it was too late.

The man started attacking Damon and from then I was just working on pure fear...I had to get to him. Keep the vampire talking – turns out he was Lexi's boyfriend...or...mate or whatever you call a vampires significant other. I just knew that I needed to save Damon all I could think in my mind was 'not him. Please not him'.

Apparently my incessant talking worked because he left and Damon is okay now thank God. But that's why I think he probably killed Bree, even if he didn't say anything about it. I don't really know how I feel about that.

When we got back to Mystic Falls Damon brought me back to see Stefan. He told me everything, I think. I mean I can't be sure that he's not still keeping things from me because he seems to be pretty good at that but he told me that he is the one who saved my life the night my parents car went off the bridge, he said that I am not Katherine, that I am the opposite of everything that she was and that he's not trying to use me to replace her. And then he told me I'm adopted.

Adopted. You go your whole life believing something. Never questioning it and then it all comes crashing down around you. How did I not know this? How could they not tell me?

I think I really need to take some time and process everything, it feels like my life has been turned upside down and inside out in the last few weeks and it's just SO much.
Elena