Chapter 2: Oh Damn

Elena stared at him, her gaze moving over him. Still the same guy from all those years ago. The green eyes, spiked hair, same style. It was the same old Stefan alright, no change whatsoever.

"Well, look at you." Stefan spoke with a smile that she was all too familiar with.
"Uh, I'm looking." She looked at herself, ushering, a laugh slipping from her lips.
"You're looking...good Lena." He told her, stepping closer.

"Thanks Stefan." The brunette answered with a smile.
"It's good to see you." He hugged her as she inhaled, biting her lip.
"Oi oi, mittens off ma girl!"

They both pulled back and looked around to see Bonnie, standing beside Klaus and Caroline with a grin on her face. Elena laughed and ran over, hugging her tightly. They both smiled, jumping up and down.

"I didn't know she was yours." Stefan commented dryly, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, she isn't yours. You screwed that up MANY of years ago."

Bonnie smirked at Stefan who gave her a look and then looked to Elena, who was standing wide-eyed, her jaw hitting the floor. After a few seconds, Elena was being led inside by Bonnie.

"You didn't have to do that." Elena told her.
"Uh, why be worried about Mr Old News, when you have hottie la bottie over there!"

Elena looked over to where she was staring to see Damon crowded by her mom and her mom's friends. Licking her lips, she tilted her head, watching how he interacted with all of them.

"What does he do?" Bonnie questioned, looking at her.
"Uhhh a lawyer?" She answered quickly as Damon looked over at Elena, catching her gaze as he gave her a wink.
"Oh god, I think I just come."
"Bonnie!"

The brunette watched her parents climb the stairs with her and Damon's cases. They had offered, Damon refused, Elena let them get on with it. A little payback for her mother's speech earlier, she thought it was funny.

"So, this was your childhood home, huh?" Damon questioned as he looked around with a smile.
"Yup. The one and only." She looked at the pictures, biting her lip.
"Elena!" Looking up, she smiled big, gasping.

"Oh my god, Jer!" Running over, she hugged him tightly.
"Nice to see ya too stranger."
"You too. Oh Jer, this is...my boyfriend Damon Salvatore. Damon, this is my brother, Jeremy."
"Nice to meet you." Damon greeted with a grin, shaking Jeremy's hand.
"The same to you man."

Elena looked up as she heard her name being called from upstairs. Smiling at Jeremy, she kissed his cheek as he disappeared back into the kitchen. Heading up the stairs, she bit her lip as Damon was close behind her.

"All of your luggage is in your room honey." Miranda told her with a smile.
"Thank you ma."
"Dinner will be ready at 5." Grayson told them, heading downstairs.
"Be good now." She told them, following her husband downstairs.

The brunette rolled her eyes, ignoring the blush that was rising to her cheeks and walked into her room, the familiar environment causing her to grin. The old high school memories. Those were the days.

"The famous Elena Gilbert's room." Damon smirked, falling onto the bed.
"Well, I wouldn't say famous." She replied with a laugh.
"Hmm." He lifted the bear on the bed, playing with it, "Did you see Stefan?"
"Uh, yeah." She let out a breath, "Yeah, I seen him."
"And?" He quirked an eyebrow, "How did you feel?"

"I, I don't know."
"You don't know?" Damon frowned, sitting up as he looked at her.
"I mean...maybe it's just the distance, ya know? Been so long. I just need to remember." She told him nervous as she played with her fingers.
"Elena, you shouldn't HAVE to remember how to love. That isn't how it works." His blue eyes shined with confusion as he patted the bed in front of him.

Letting out a breath, she closed her bedroom door over and slowly crawled onto the bed, kneeling in front of Damon as she looked into his eyes nervously. Uh, soooo blue. Why were they blue?

"Elena, do YOU love Stefan?" He asked, watching her reaction.
"Pffft of course I do." She told him, licking her lips.
"Pffft, doesn't do it for me unfortunately, I wish my job were that easy." He told her, looking at her, "I got an idea."
"I'm listening." Elena watched him nervously.

"Right. I want you to close your eyes, alright?"
"Okay, okay. Closing the eyes." Looking at him one last time, she closed her eyes.
"Relax. Right, I am going...to do, let's say stuff. Don't panic alright? I just want you to imagine it's Stefan and tell me what you feel."
"How is THAT going to help?" She questioned, frowning.
"Just trust me. Stop the pretty head thinking for a second and do as I say."
"Yes sir."

Letting out a breath, she felt him move his hand to the back of her neck gently as he rested his hand there, his fingertips kneading into her neck, butterflies bouncing all over her stomach. It was sooo good. Wait, thinking of Stefan. Thinking of Stefan.

"How would it feel to you? If he did this?" He questioned softly, watching her face.
"Mmhmm." She whispered in response, trying to concentrate.
"What about this?" He leaned forward, brushing his lips against her cheeks as sparks flew through her.
"Nice."
"And this?" He pressed a soft kiss to the corner of her lips as she opened her eyes, staring at him. Looking down to his lips, she leaned forward to close the gap until the door flew open.

"Sorry to interrupt people, Damon man, wanna give me a hand, I need some strong people?" Jeremy grinned at them.
"Yeah, sure." Getting up, he looked at Elena, "I'll be back."

Elena's heart fluttered as she watched them walk out together. Oh she was screwed and the worst part was, she didn't imagine Stefan the whole time, she just felt Damon. Oh damn.

A/N: Hey everyone, let me know what you think :)

Shauna
xxx