Hi,

I am reposting the story, the plot stays the same, I am just correcting mistakes.

Enjoy :)

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Chapter 3: Dinner Party

The next day was the historical event, where Elijah 'smith' was the guest of honor. Cassie knew that her father will be there, as the compelled reporter he was dating with.

Cassie decided to go with him, or more rightly to show up in there after her father will go. She chose a simple white sun dress that got to her knee and it straps tied up on the back of her neck, leaving half of her back exposed, and her arms and legs too. She looked at the mirror and wonder what to wear on her feet.

Eventually she chose her black sneakers.

Curling her hair, a bit, putting some makeup and she was ready to go.

She knew that her father already left, so she took a taxi. She already had her driving license but she didn't have her own car yet.

Cassie looked around until she spotted Elijah talking with Carole Lockwood.

She touched his back while stepping in to the conversation and could feel him shivers.

"Cassandra! What a surprise!" called Carole. "Hello Mrs. Lockwood, nice to meet you Mr. Smith," said Cassie. "Elijah, this is Cassandra Salvatore, Damon Salvatore's adopted daughter," said Carole. "Nice to meet you," said Elijah kissing her hand.

Elijah's eyes sparkled when he looked at her.

A moment later Damon joined them.

"Damon! You are here too? Two Salvatores that interested in history," said Carole. "Of course Carole, we love history," said Damon shaking Elijah's hand while glaring at his daughter. She glared back at him and Elijah hid a smile.

"If you excuse me, I think I saw someone I would like to talk to. Mrs. Lockwood, Mr. Smith, father." She nodded to them and walked away. She could feel Elijah's eyes staring at her back.

Cassie was exhausted from all the history talking. She liked history but she preferred the real one, the one that included the supernatural world.

Elijah touched her back when she was talking with some historian. "A word my dear, when you are free," he whispered and disappeared. The man in front of her didn't notice a thing.

When Cassie finally got away from the babbling man she looked for Elijah. She fined him leaning on the wall, his hands in his pants pockets. She stared at him. He looked stunning. He signaled her with his head to the garden and she went after him from a distance.

"Sorry," said Elijah when she got to him. He was still with his hands in the pockets staring forward on the view.

"What for?" asked Cassie looking up at him. "I stuck a pencil in your father's neck," said Elijah. "Oh," said Cassie. He looked down at her, frowning a bit.

"You are not angry with me?" asked Elijah. "It depends, was it for fun or was it because he said something he shouldn't say?" asked Cassie. "The second one. It was fun though," answered Elijah. She giggled.

"My dad is impulsive, he always acts before thinking of the results of his actions," said Cassie. "Yes, I have notice this," said Elijah.

She looked at his hands and decided to have some fun. "You know, hands in the pants' pockets means you are thinking of sex," said Cassie. Elijah pulled his hands out at once.

Cassie couldn't stop laughing.

"That was mean," complained Elijah. She chuckled. "You are cute when you are embarrassed," said Cassie. "Is it even true?" asked Elijah. "I don't know," said Cassie. He made a face and she chuckled.

"Did I mention how lovely you look?" asked Elijah. "I don't think so…" said Cassie. Standing right in front of him. "Well, you look very, very lovely," said Elijah. "Thank you," said Cassie, smiling.

She looked straight at him, he leaned closer to her. Cassie could feel his breath on her face.

'I have died every day, waiting for you
Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years
I'll love you for a thousand more…'

They both jumped when her phone rang. "Sorry," she mumbled and answered her phone. "Yes dad?" said Cassie. "Where are you? I am leaving," said Damon. "I will catch a ride later," said Cassie. "No," said Damon. "A taxi then?" suggested Cassie.

"Go with him, I have to go too," said Elijah. "Who was that?" asked Damon. "Someone; I will meet you at the parking lot," said Cassie. "Five minutes," said Damon and hang up.

"Sorry, I got to go and apparently you too," said Cassie. "Yes. It was really nice to see you again," said Elijah. "Yeah…" she mumbled. Elijah kissed her forehead and disappeared.

"Why did you drag me with you to the 'Grille'?" asked Cassie, frustrated. "Because you become unpredictable to me and I prefer to keep you close," said Damon. "Fine," she mumbled and went to sit next to Alaric.

Cassie made a face when her father kissed the news girl.

They talked but it's looked to Cassie like they are speaking in codes. She played with the small bags of sugar. "Stop it," said Damon. "I am bored," said Cassie. "Order something or play with your phone, that what's kids do those days," said Damon. "Can I order bourbon?" asked Cassie. Alaric chuckled. "No, you can't." said Damon, glaring at chuckling Alaric. "Beer? Wine?" asked Cassie. "Don't push me kiddo," said Damon. She rolled her eyes at him.

Cassie called Matt and order some strawberry milkshake. Damon went back to speak with Alaric when Jenna and Elijah came in. Alaric stood up and Cassie chocked on her milkshake.

"Are you o.k.?" asked Damon. "Yeah, fine," she mumbled and wiped her mouth with a paper napkin. She looked at Elijah.

That was what he needed to do? Hang out with Jenna?

Elijah smiled at her and she didn't return the smile. "Dad can I take the car?" she asked, standing up. "Where?" he asked suspicious. "Home, I am not feeling well," said Cassie.

Damon stood up and put his hand on her forehead. "It's not fever dad, can I take the car and go home?" asked Cassie. "Sure baby, drive safely." Said Damon and gave her the keys. "Thanks," said Cassie.

She passed by Elijah without looking at him, he wondered what got wrong since the time he saw her this morning.

Cassie came down the stairs when she heard people talking.

"What's going on?" she asked. "Dinner party, Elijah will be here soon," said Andy, the news girl. "Great, I am going to change," sighed Cassie. "You don't have to if you're not feeling well," said Damon. "I am fine," said Cassie and went to change.

Cassie was getting down the stairs when the doorbell rang. "I got it!" she called and opened the door.

Elijah was standing there, stunning as usual in one of his suits. He couldn't take his eyes off her.

Cassie was wearing a short purple straps dress with a wavy skirt and tight top part. She had high heel shoes at the same color.

"Hello," said Elijah. "Hello, Mr. Smith," said Cassie. He frowned. "What with the coldness?" asked Elijah. "What with the stealing people's girlfriends?" asked Cassie mimicking his tone. "Ho, that's explains a lot; I stole no one, my dear. I was trying to find out if Jenna knows something I need," said Elijah. "Oh," said Cassie. "But your jealousy is flattering," he said in a smile. "Shut up, smug bastard," said Cassie.

"You look gorgeous by the way," he said. "Shut up," she repeated and he chuckled, following her in. "Good evening Elijah," said Andy. "Good evening," said Elijah with a smile.

"What the hell are you wearing?" asked Damon staring at his daughter. "It call a dress," said Cassie, rolling her eyes at him. "Who bought you this?" asked Damon. "Your credit card," she replied. "Go change and burn this one," said Damon. "No," said Cassie. "Now," said Damon. "No," she repeated and went to the dining room.

Elijah hid a smile. Damon sighed. "Come on in," said Damon, closing the door. "Thank you, just a little warning; if you planed something other than dinner for tonight, reconsider it," said Elijah. "Nope. Just a friendly dinner," said Damon, grinning.

Elijah nodded and passed him in his way to the dining room. "Oh and Elijah?" called Damon. "Yes Damon?" asked Elijah without turning. "Stop flirting with my daughter," said Damon. Elijah smiled but said nothing.

Elijah took his place just next to Cassie. "I got the father warning," he whispered to her. She smiled. "You deserve it for being such a smug bastard," she replied and he chuckled.

The dinner went well, more or less except that John Gilbert popped in. Elijah stayed at the table with Cassie while Damon went to the living room with Andy for some unknown reason.

"Your father's up to something," said Elijah. She half turned to him in her seat and grabbed his hand under the table. "He always do; but don't worry, I can protect you," she said in a smile. He chuckled and leaned closer to her.

Cassie almost didn't notice the people around her. She could hear Andy asking something and Elijah replying, and then Jenna with the dessert and Andy to Alaric about a notebook.

She just stared at him from the side, her hand still in his under the table.

When Elijah gasped in pain she jumped from her seat. "What did you do?" she asked Alaric, shocked. "I killed him. Now get him out of here before Jenna comes back," he said, turning to Damon, still holding the dagger.

No, no, no, no.

He can't be killed. He said it once right? He will be fine. He will be fine.

Cassie kept telling to herself.