Sunday 13th September 2009
Angelina watches amused as Bonnie paces back and forth in the kitchen
"So you, me and grams are witches?" Bonnie checks.
"Yes."
"The Salvatores are vampires?"
"Mhm."
"And there are more vampires and witches out there? Vampires cannot walk in the sun without a daylight ring, they feed off of blood, there face gets covered in veins and their eyes go black when they feed and their super fast and strong the older they are the stronger. And witches tend to think that vampires are abominations of nature and all of them are evil, but their are good and bad vampires just like humans." Bonnie rambles in disbelief, her hands pulling on her thick natural hair.
"Yes."
"Okay, this is crazy." Bonnie says faintly, flopping onto the bar stool.
"Welcome to my world." Angelina comments dryly, placing a plate of bacon and waffles in front of her.
"Mummy?" A voice shouts as little footsteps thunder down the stairs.
"In the kitchen Oscar!" Angelina calls back, scooping up the little boy as he flew into her arms.
"Mornin' mummy!" Oscar chirps, clinging to her tightly.
"I see how it is, I just get ignored." Bonnie scoffs, crossing her arms with a mock pout.
Oscar turns to look at her with a gasp only to start giggling hysterically.
"Yeah, yeah, my morning hair is hilarious." Bonnie drones dryly, rolling her eyes.
"Sowwy Bunny! You sweep overd?" Oscar giggles, wiggling out of Angelina's arms and running around the kitchen island.
"Yep!" Bonnie pops, scooping Oscar onto her lap as Angelina fills another plate with food.
"I'm not towd nothin'!" Oscar scowls cutely, his bottom lip sticking out.
"It's 'I'm not told anything' Oscar, and I didn't know that Bunny was sleeping over, it was a surprise." Angelina explains calmly, plopping him onto a seat and placing his cut up food in front of him.
"Ooh! Waffle!" Oscar cheers, his earlier grump forgotten and he starts stuffing food into his mouth.
"Slowly Oscar." Angelina warns, starting to clean up the mess.
"Sowwy." Oscar apologises, his mouth full of food.
"I've called your grams, she says you're to go home, she wants to talk to you." Angelina tells Bonnie, turning away from Oscar with a roll of her eyes.
"What should I expect?" Bonnie asks warily feeling cautious, she's not mentally prepared after the massive bombshell dropped on her to deal with any lecture.
"A more judgmental explanation." Angelina smirks lightly, remembering how Shelia used to explain things to her.
Saturday 19th September 2009
Stefan shoots up in bed, drenched in sweat and gasping.
"Bad dream?" Damon drawls from where he sits at the desk flipping through a journal.
"Do you know how easy it was to get into your head just now? You really need human blood. It might even the playing field." Glancing over his shoulder, Damon sees Stefan glaring at him hatefully.
"Football reference. Too soon?" He questions innocently, the smirk on his face betraying him.
Stefan jumps up and speeds across the room, grabbing a knife and throwing it at Damon's shoulder within two seconds.
Damon glances down at the knife casually and rises out of the chair.
"Alright, I deserve that." He says as he nonchalantly pulls the knife out.
"But I just wanted to let you know, they caught the culprit. The animal responsible for attacking coach Tanner and killing all of those people." Damon explains, twirling the knife in his hand.
"What are you talking about?" Stefan questions sullenly, narrowing his eyes.
"A mountain lion. A really big one. It attacked a hunter this morning. It's all over the news. 'Deadly beast captured. All's well in Mystic Falls.'" Damon tells him flaring his arms dramatically.
"Why would you cover your tracks?" Stefan asks warily, a feeling of dread settling in his stomach when he sees Damon's smirk.
"I've decided to stay for a while. I have to get to know sexy red better" Damon explains giving Stefan a pointed look as though it should have been obvious. "... and I'm just having way too much fun here with you and Elena." He adds mockingly.
"You can't touch her, Angelina will kill you." Stefan says with an amused smile, relaxing slightly
"I never said I was gonna hurt anyone. Believe it or not Stefan some girls just can't resist my good looks, my style, my-." Damon smirks, walking towards Stefan slowly.
"Angelina can." Stefan interrupts, raising an eyebrow and smiling at him sarcastically.
Damon rolls his eyes, and within a second buries the knife into Stefan, who lets out a chocked grunt of pain.
"This is John Vaervatos dude, dick move." Damon informs Stefan, who's kneeled on the ground. "I'm gonna have to change before finding sexy red now." He complains leaving Stefan on the floor.
"You are a hard one to find Sexy Red." Damon complains sauntering towards Angelina, he's been searching for her all day. He's tried compelling her address from people but nobody knows where she lives and she's been nowhere to be seen all day!
"Are you stalking me now?" Angelina questions with a quirk of her eyebrow.
"I prefer to call it admiring." Damon smirks, watching amused as she rolls her eyes.
"So the animal responsible for the attacks has been captured." She states, turning back around to watch Oscar messing in the dirt.
"Yep, I've decided to stay around for awhile." Damon answers her silent question, not taking his eyes of her, she really is beautiful.
"My warning still stands." Angelina says mildly, seemingly ignoring the weight of his gaze.
Damon goes to answer only to be interrupted.
"Mummy! Mummy! Wook I found a biwdy!" Oscar shouts jogging over, carefully holding his hands to his chest.
"Let's see then." Angelina says, giving Oscar a warm smile, that makes Damon's breath catch and his heart stutter, as she crouches down.
"I cawed it tweety!" Oscar chirps, showing his mummy the bird and carefully handing it over.
"Well I think tweety has a broken wing." Angelina observing the small bird in her hand.
"Can you fix it?" Oscar asks worriedly peering at the bird.
Damon and Oscar watch intently as Angelina smiles and encases the bird in her hands. She closes her eyes for a moment.
"Mummy?" Oscar asks, hopping impatiently in place.
Angelina opens her eyes and giving Oscar a teasing smile opens her hands slowly.
"Oh! It's fixed!" Oscar cheers as the bird launches itself out of her hand and flies away.
"Bye bye tweety!" Oscar giggles waving goodbye to the bird.
"Impressive." Damon comments, chuckling as Oscar yelps and quickly hides behind Angelina.
"Who that?" Oscar whispers, peering out from behind her and up at the tall man.
"Why don't you ask him?" Angelina suggests, encouraging him out from behind her.
"Who are you?" Oscar repeats, addressing the man.
"I'm Damon." He says crouching down and shaking Oscars small hand.
"Are you a fwend of mummy's?" Oscar asks, narrowing his eyes at him.
"Yeah, I am." Damon confirms, not missing the way Oscar looked at Angelina and the nod he received.
"Oh hi, I'm Oscar! And that Mowwy and puppy!" Oscar chirps, more relaxed now that his mummy approved. "Wanna pway footbaw wi' me?".
Damon freezes momentarily, it's been so long since he's been asked such an innocent question. He doesn't know how he's supposed to say no when Oscars looking at him with those blue puppy eyes.
"Okay, but you better go easy on me!" Damon says, looking startled when Oscar grabs his hand and tries to drag him. As he's 'dragged' away Damon glances back, warmth burning brighter in his chest when he sees Angelina watching them with a small smile.
What is this woman doing to him?
"Mummy!" Oscar shouts, running towards her and ploughing into her legs.
"What's up little deer?" Angelina asks, scooping him up into her arms.
"Damon said he'w take us for wunch!" Oscar exclaims, beaming. He likes mummy's friend, he's really cool!
"Did he?" She questions, turning to look at Damon as he approaches, having followed Oscar at a slower pace.
"If that's alright with you?" Damon asks, his eyes alight with an almost boyish look. It has been an age since he's enjoyed himself in such a childish way, he doesn't wish for it to end quite yet.
"Pwease mummy!" Oscar pleads, looking between his mummy and Damon.
"Why not." Angelina smiles down at him, refusing to dwell on way her heart wanted to race.
"Wet's go!" Oscar giggles, squirming in his mummy's arms until she put him down, getting ready to run to the car.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Angelina reminds him, Damon watching amused from where he stands next to her.
"Oh! Mowwy! Puppy! Wet's go!" Oscar shouts, turning to see the dogs racing towards him.
Angelina and Damon chuckle as they watch Oscar race to the car, dogs in tow.
"He sure has a lot of energy." Damon says, his arm brushing against Angelina's as they walk side by side to her truck.
"You have no idea." She smirks, ignoring the tingles that the brief contact of their arms sends down her arm.
"After you my lady" Damon bows, opening the grill door and giving Angelina a smirk.
Angelina walks past him rolling her eyes whilst Oscar giggles by her side.
"You' funny!" Oscar declares, flashing Damon a cute grin.
"Why thank you Oscar, at least one of you has taste." Damon mock pouts, pointedly looking at Angelina.
"You do not need a bigger ego." Angelina scoffs lightly, a small teasing smirk decorating her face.
Damon gasps putting a hand to his chest.
"What's a e...go?" Oscar asks testing the word out as he clambers onto their usual booth bench.
Angelina slides onto the bench next to him as Damon takes the seat opposite her.
"It's..." Angelina trails off trying to think of a way to explain it that he'll understand.
"It means someone's self-importance" Damon offers, watching amused.
"What's sewvinpowance?" Oscar asks pouting adorably.
Damon gives Angelina a wide eyed look, only to see her trying not to laugh at his predicament.
"Self-importance is where someone thinks they're more important than they are" Angelina simplifies, she's never going to admit she thought Damon's pout was slightly cute.
"Okay!" Oscar chirps, before grabbing the menu and looking at all the pages.
"He's very curious." Damon says, watching amused as Oscar intently 'reads' the menu.
"This is a daily thing." Angelina confesses with a small smile, carding her hand through Oscars hair.
Damon goes to reply only to pause at the wicked smirk that appears on Angelina's face as she locks eyes on something past his shoulder.
"Who is it?" Damon says turning around, only to match her smirk at the sight of the Lockwood boy pale and staring their way, more specifically at Angelina.
"What did you do to him?" Damon wonders, turning back to Angelina to see her mockingly wiggle her fingers at the boy across the room.
"I have no idea what your talking about." Angelina states, a slight smirk on her face as she watches the lust and curiosity battle along Damon's face.
"Oh, come on your killing me!" Damon groans, in more ways than one he thinks to himself watching the amusement, that he's rapidly becoming obsessed with, flash across his Angels face.
Angelina laughs lightly, causing Damon's heart to pound, she goes to reply with something taunting by the look on her face, when someone clears their throat pointedly.
"Hey Jeremy." Angelina reply's, turning to look at him.
Damon looks over only to see a young boy glaring down at him.
"Hey AJ." Jeremy flashes her a smile before going back to glaring at Damon.
Damon raises his eyebrow, slightly amused at this boys attempt to intimidate him.
"Jeremy." Angelina says, giving him a look.
Jeremy looks away with a slight pout, he has to make sure this guy has good intentions god dammit!
"Wemy!" Oscar cheers, finally looking up from his intense 'reading'.
"Hey Oscar Bear." Jeremy smiles, waving at the little boy.
Angelina's hand quickly flashes forward catching the bottle of vinegar just as Oscar, frantically waving back, knocks it off the table.
"Oops." Oscar offers, catching the look his mummy is giving him.
Angelina rolls her eyes with a fond smile.
"Jeremy, this is Damon Salvatore." Angelina finally introduces them, "Damon, this is my brother Jeremy Gilbert"
Jeremy as always puffs up proudly at Angelina's introduction, he loves it when she refers to him as her brother.
"It's nice to meet you Jeremy" Damon greets, holding his hand out. He grumbles internally knowing he's going to have to play nice if he doesn't want get on his Angles bad side.
"Likewise." Jeremy smiles stiffly, shacking his hand and trying to crush it, only to start scowling lightly when Damon smirks in amusement.
"Play nice boys." Angelina sighs, catching sight of Vicki making her way over.
"Are you still alright to watch Oscar tonight Jeremy?" Angelina asks, watching Oscar perk up at the words.
"Of course! I always want to spend time with my favourite nephew!" Jeremy gasps dramatically, watching as Oscar lights up.
"I'm your onwy ne'pew, Wemy!" Oscar giggles, Remy is so silly.
Damon groans internally, he just wanted to spend lunch with His sexy red and Oscar.
"Hi Guys, what can I get you." Vicki smiles as she approaches the table.
"Hi Vicki." Angelina greets, before placing her order and watching her rush off, obviously busy.
"I'll see you later AJ." Jeremy says, catching the look Angelina sends him, "Bye Oscar"
"Bye Wemy!"
"Are you always this popular?" Damon questions wryly.
"Jeremy is just protective." Angelina states, thanking Vicki as she drops off their drinks.
"No kidding, he was trying to crush my hand." Damon rolls his eyes exasperated.
"Oh, is the poor big bad vampire hurt?" Angelina asks low enough that only a vampire could hear.
"Yes." Damon nods, "I think you should kiss it better as compensation." He adds with a smirk.
Angelina smirks as Oscar looks between the two adults confused.
"What?" Oscar asks, his face adorably confused.
"Is that Angelina and Damon?" Caroline exclaims, her eyes wide.
Bonnie whips around in her seat, only to gasp. There sitting together at a table where Angelina and Damon.
"They look like their arguing." Caroline smiles, delighted. "It looks like their date isn't going very well." She adds with a smug smirk.
"I doubt they're on a date Caroline, they've got Oscar with them." Bonnie points out, seeing the little head of blond colouring on some paper.
"I feel like we're being watched." Damon says, abruptly changing the subject hoping to distract her.
Angelina rolls her eyes, seeing the change in subject for what it is but allowing it.
"They've been watching us since they sat down." Angelina agrees, silently ending their 'argument'.
Damon smirks, very pleased with himself. He'd managed to pay the bill whilst Angelina had taken Oscar to the toilet, so it was too late for her to argue about who's paying the bill anyway.
Angelina sighs and gives him a small smile, "thank you Damon for treating us to lunch."
"Your very welcome Angel." Damon grins cheekily, enjoying the huff of laughter she lets out.
"Nooooo." Caroline moans, watching depressed as Damon and Angelina smile at each other.
"Caroline, stop staring." Bonnie hisses, she has done nothing but stare and talk about them since they sat down.
"But-" Caroline objects.
"No buts!" Bonnie exclaims.
"There leaving together!" Caroline gasps, freezing in her sneaky glance at them
"What?!" Bonnie gasps, spinning in her seat only to watch Angelina and Damon leave, Angelina with a sleepy Oscar on her hip and Damon opening the door for them.
Caroline and Bonnie stare through the window as Damon helps Angelina get Oscar in the truck.
"Oh my god! He's kissing her hand!" Caroline screeches, wide eyed as Damon bends over Angelina's hand and kisses it lingeringly.
"What!" Jeremy exclaims, quickly striding over from the nearby pool table.
They all watch as Angelina rolls her eyes with a smile and slides into the truck.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Caroline whispers harshly, unimpressed with the new development.
"It better not be flirting!" Jeremy objects, turning to storm out and interrupt only for Bonnie to swing an arm around him, stopping him in his tracks.
"By the smirks on their faces I would say they are" Bonnies smirks.
"Bonnie!"
"What?!"
Oh I am so going to be grilling her about this later! Bonnie thinks to herself, grinning as Damon watches the truck drive off.
Sunday 20th September 2009
"Nothing happened Jeremy, we just had lunch." Angelina repeats for what feels like the hundredth time.
"Oh yeah, then what did you talk about in the car?" Jeremy challenges, sitting on Jenna's bed as he watches Angelina finish her make up.
"We didn't, it was a five minute drive and Oscar talked the entire time." Angelina explains, it's a good job she loves them else there is no way she would put up with all the interrogations.
"What's going on?" Jenna asks, coming out of the bathroom freshly changed into her floral dress.
"AJ had a date yesterday." Jeremy complains quickly, knowing Jenna will take his side.
"What?! And you didn't tell me!" Jenna exclaims, looking at Angelina with accusing eyes.
"It wasn't a date." Angelina rolls her eyes, honestly they're like dogs with a bloody bone.
"Was it with that Damon?" Jenna questions, looking between Jeremy and Angelina.
"Yeah, I saw it all. They were flirting." Jeremy reports, before Angelina can get a word in.
"Give me all the details, lord knows she's not going to tell me." Jenna demands Jeremy eagerly, giving Angelina a mock stink eye.
Angelina rolls her eyes and exits Jenna's bedroom, leaving the two to gossip, hopefully it will get it all out of Jenna's system so she doesn't have to endure 20 questions at the party.
Angelina pauses as she goes past Elena's bedroom, seeing her sitting on her bed fiddling with a watch.
"You know" Angelina starts, causing Elena to jump in fright, "they don't plan on giving that back."
"What?" Elena questions confused, a hand at her still pounding chest.
"The council. Once you give that to them you'll never get it back."
"How do you know that?" Elena frowns slightly, they promised they would give it back, why would they lie?
"Because they tried to convince me to either convince you to give it to them or steal it. I said no of course, but just thought I would warn you. I know how much it means to Jeremy." Angelina tells her nonchalantly, walking away as silently as she came, her dress swishing around her legs.
"How are the nails going?" Angelina asks, ruffling Oscars hair as she walks past the sofa and into the kitchen.
"Not good." Bonnie answers distractedly, concentrating intently on doing the nails on her right hand.
"Here let me." Angelina says sitting in the seat next to her and gently grabbing her right hand.
"Thanks AJ, I'm hopeless at doing my right hand it always looks a mess." Bonnie complains, passing Angelina the nail polish.
Angelina hums in agreement, quickly removing the messed up nail polish and starting again.
"And... done." Angelina states, pulling away and putting the lid on the nail polish.
"Thanks AJ" Bonnie smiles, lightly blowing on her nails.
"How are you Bunny? We haven't talked much since our... revealing talk last Sunday." Angelina asks, hesitating over what word to use with others in the house.
"I'm... I'm okay." Bonnie says hesitantly, not quite sure what to say.
"Liar. I bet your heads about to explode with all Grams has been shoving in you're head the last week." Angelina smirks, remembering her lessons although Bonnies's felt nothing until she goes through her Grandmas lessons. They were a little bit... life threatening.
"Oh my god" Bonnie groans, "I never though I would say this but I cant wait to get back to school. I know she thought taking the week off was necessary but my head is gonna explode."
"I feel your pain. Grams lessons are brutal." Angelina laughs in agreement, grabbing some pizzas out the freezer and throwing them in the oven.
A few moments later, Jenna enters the kitchen making her way to Angelina's side.
"You alright?"
"Yeah."
"You're distracted. Somethings bothering you." Jenna states, watching her best friend intently. It's only because she knows Angelina so well that she can tell.
"I've got a case coming up where I'm going to have to go out of town on for a few days." Angelina says lowly.
"You know I can watch Oscar AJ." Jenna smiles, rolling her eyes. It's not like it's too bad, Oscars a good kid and he goes to nursery during the days that Angelina is gone.
"Thanks Jenna." Angelina pastes a smile on her face, not showing how reluctant she is to leave Oscar for more than the few hours he spends at nursery. She hates being far away from him, all the worst case scenarios running through her head and the fear she wouldn't be there if something happened.
"Alright ladies! Let's get this show on the road!" Jenna calls, seeing Elena and Jeremy finally emerge downstairs both with small smiles on their faces.
"Wet's row' out!" Oscar shouts, jumping up from the sofa and running to Remy, giggling as he scoops him up into his arms.
"We're not going little dude." Jeremy reminds him.
"Oh yeah." Oscar blinks owlishly, he turns in Jeremy's arms to see the everybody.
"Bye! Have fun! Imma wa'ch Bob de Buiwder wid Wemy." Oscar informs them, waving cheerfully as they all start heading to the door calling out various goodbyes.
"Have fun little dear." Angelina smiles, kissing his cheek lightly and absently rubbing of the lipstick she left behind.
"There's pizza in the oven, it'll be done in ten minutes. No leaving the house with him Jeremy." Angelina reminds him, "not even-"
"The garden." Jeremy finishes, "I know AJ. Now go, have a good time." She tells him this every time he looks after Oscar. If they're not at her house, he can't take him outside.
"Okay, thank you Remy." Leaning up Angelina gives Jeremy a quick kiss on the cheek, who screws his nose up in mock disgust. He can't fool her, she knows he loves it... as long as she doesn't do it in public.
"Yeah, yeah! Shoo!" Jeremy rolls his eyes, urging her out the door.
Angelina rolls her eyes in return and grabs her bag, exiting the house and making her way to her truck.
"And no talking to Damon!" Jeremy shouts after her. Hopefully he won't be there.
"Ah Angelina!" Carol Lockwood exclaims, a smile on her face as she greets them at the door.
"Carol." Angelina greets cordially, she's not going to put effort into this woman, she knows it's all an act.
"Please come in." Carol says addressing Angelina and the group behind her.
"Thank you Mrs Lockwood." Elena smiles, her arm looped through Stefan's, Bonnie and Jenna behind them.
The group disperse into the party, whilst Angelina hangs back having spotted Elizabeth.
"Couldn't even dress up for the party." Angelina teases lightly, coming to stand beside her causing Elizabeth to jump.
"I hate it when you do that." Elizabeth sighs, her heart racing from the scare.
Angelina smiles slightly, sipping on her champagne.
"I'm on duty." Elizabeth deflects feebly, both knowing she would be in her sheriffs uniform regardless. "I'm surprised you are dressed up." Elizabeth counters.
"I think I would have had a riot on my hands if I had dared to suggest otherwise." Angelina says dryly, her face going impassive as Richard makes his way over.
"Do you have it?" The mayor demands his tone a sharp contrast to his smiling face.
"No."
"What?" Richard asks, his composure slipping.
"No."
"Why not? You had one job!" Richard spits, seemingly forgetting where he is.
"Watch your tone." Angelina warns coldly, her eyes like chips of ice.
Richard splutters, he hates her guts for her constant defiance, he is the Mayor she should do as he says. They both know if he could have his way she would be kicked of the council. Unfortunately, to his further ire, they would sooner kick the Mayor off than Angelina.
"If you'll excuse me Elizabeth." Angelina says, walking away from the amused sherif and furious mayor.
"You were not invited and I don't see you as a plus one." Carol says, watching the dark haired man condescendingly.
"He's with me." Angelina speaks up, still making her way towards them.
Damon head snaps towards her at the sound of her voice and he feels his worth go dry. Whilst she looks very sexy in her usual leather and tight jeans, she looks breathtakingly beautiful in the green slightly floral dress that she's wearing, it doesn't hurt that it shows over her drool worthy legs.
Damon's eyes lock onto hers and he sees the amusement in her eyes.
"Oh please, come in then." Carol smiles, gesturing into the mansion.
"Thank you Mrs Lockwood." Damon says smoothly, flashing her a sexy smile.
"My lady." Damon murmurs, holding his arm out to Angelina.
Angelina loops her arm through his as they both ignore a discreetly ogling Carol and saunter into the party.
"You look stunning." Damon tells her, having trouble keeping his eyes off her, not knowing that his searing look is causing Angelina all kinds of problems.
"You don't look too bad yourself." Angelina teases, having trouble keeping the blush of her face. Forcing herself to think of disgusting things as she feels Damon's heated gaze on her.
"Is that all you have to say" Damon scoffs leading them to the bar ignoring the eyes on them, "I'll have you know I'm an eternal stud." He adds, loving the way her amusement makes her eyes light up.
"Well I have to say you're the sexiest 169 year old I've ever met." Angelina smirks, watching as Damon preens before her words hit him.
"Hey!" Damon protests, "I'm the sexiest man you've ever met period."
"At least you admit you could never beat the sexiness of a woman." Angelina quips, a grin on her face.
"Well you get to look in the mirror everyday so I can't say 'Sexiest person'." Damon smirk widens at the sight of a light blush coating Angelina's cheeks.
"You blushed!"
"No I didn't"
"Yes you did, it was brief but it was there."
"I have no idea what your talking about."
"Come on Angel, don't take the achievement away from me!"
"I can't take away what you didn't have in the first place."
"You definitely-" Damon pauses at the sound of muffled laughter.
Angelina and Damon both turn to see Jenna standing there looking very amused.
"Oh please, don't stop on my behalf." Jenna says, waving a hand at them as she leans against the bar and amused grin on her face.
"Damon, this is Jenna. Jenna, this is Damon." Angelina introduces, resigning herself to the teasing she's going to get later.
"It's a pleasure." Damon smirks, shaking her hand.
"Definitely, it's not often I get this much free entertainment." Jenna agrees, "You've been fuelling quite a lot of gossip, trying to sweep Angie of her feet." She adds mischievously, watching as Damon's smirk grows and Angelina rolls her eyes exasperated.
"She isn't being very cooperative." Damon complains, "Luckily I have plenty of time and patience." He adds with a smirk, almost pouting in disappointment at the lack of blush on Angelina's cheeks.
Angelina goes to answer only to be cut of by Jenna diving behind them with a startled squeak.
"Logan 'Scum' Fell incoming." Jenna whispers, " I'll see you later." She says quickly sneaking off.
"Scum Fell?" Damon questions, raising an eyebrow as he watches the woman practically run off.
"Her ex." Angelina explains, watching as Logan looks around obviously searching for someone.
Damon follows her gaze and sees a man heading towards them.
"May I have this dance?" Damon asks grasping her hand gently and bending over it to place a lingering kiss.
"You may." Angelina mock curtsies, letting Damon lead her to the dance floor.
Damon pulls them to a stop on the dance floor and turns to face Angelina, lightly placing a hand on her hip and keeping a hold of her hand in the other. Angelina places a hand on his shoulder, trying to think about the muscle she can feel underneath.
Damon pulls her closer, marvelling at the feel if having her so close, and they start swaying on the dance floor
"You know." Damon starts after a significant silence where they both try reign control of themselves, " we never did finish that conversation."
"What conversation?" Angelina asks, welcoming the distraction for her racing mind. It's probably inappropriate to be thinking about what he must look like underneath his clothes, although she knows he's been thinking the exact same thing.
"Well there was two, there was one about you blushing and the other about you kissing it better." Damon smirks, "although I'm more interested in the kissing it better conversation" he adds cheekily, giving her a spin.
His mouth goes dry and he swears if he wasn't dead he would have dropped on the spot when Angelina looked at him with a mischievous smirk and brought their joint hands to her face laying a lingering kiss on his hand as she keeps eye contact with him.
"Are you trying to kill me woman." Damon rasps, his hand tightening on her hip, having trouble controlling the urge to drag her to the nearest room and have his way with her.
"Your blushing." Angelina smirks, moving their hands away from her face.
"You sneaky minx." Damon accuses, narrowing his lust darkened eyes at her.
"Oh look, there's Stefan and Elena." Angelina comments, pulling away from him and walking off towards the two.
"That little..." Damon shakes his head and follows her, what is she doing to him?
"Hello brother." Damon smirks, joining Stefan and Elena at the display cases, Angelina by his side.
"Hi Angelina." Stefan greets with a smile, ignoring his brother.
"Hello again Stefan." Angelina nods, Damon stepping unconsciously closer to her.
"Elena, lovely to see you again." Damon smirks, watching as Stefan practically flares up with protectiveness.
"I just wanted to apologise for scaring you at the game, I was being a jerk." Damon apologies, he doesn't mean it of course it was just a bit of harmless fun but she doesn't need to know that. Although by the look on Stefan and Angelina's faces they don't believe him anyway.
"It's alright, don't worry about it." Elena says, shaking her head with a small smile.
"You two looked very cosy on the dance floor." Stefan smirks, watching Damon glare at him.
"Stefan!" Caroline calls, making her way towards the group, her chest roaring with jealously at the sight of Damon so close to Angelina.
"Hello Caroline." Stefan says, wrapping an arm around Elena.
"Elena, you wouldn't mind if I stole Stefan of a dance would you? I want to dance and I have no one to dance with." Caroline complains turning to Elena with wide pleading eyes. They don't need to know that she wants to dance with someone to make Damon jealous and who better than his brother, it doesn't hurt that Stefan was the one she wanted originally.
"I don't really dance." Stefan interrupts.
"Don't be modest Stefan." Damon mock scolds, seeing the perfect opportunity to annoy him.
"You should see him." Damon says turning to the girls, seeing Angelina look amused in the corner of his eyes. "Waltz, jitterbug, the moon walk, he does it all." He adds, smirking at the irritated look Stefan send him.
"You wouldn't mind would you Elena." Caroline states, looking at Elena with a fake smile.
Elena opens and closes her mouth for a moment lost for words, looking at Angelina pleadingly only for her to raise an eyebrow amused.
"It's up to Stefan." Elena finally says, turning to look at him.
"Well sorry, but I'm not going to take no as an answer." Carolina shrugs, grabbing Stefan's hand and dragging him off.
"Why did you do that?" Elena demands, glaring at Stefan.
"Calm down Elena, I'm his older brother it's my job to embarrass him. Especially in front of the girl he's smitten with." Damon rolls his eyes, annoyed with her attitude already.
Damon finds himself startled to realise that despite her being a dead ringer of Katherine, seeing her brings him no joy. In fact it's started to make him resent seeing her as it reminds him why he's here in the first place. Is it bad he doesn't want to remember why he was here. That he just wanted to enjoy his time with His sexy red. And isn't that startling, over a hundred years he's spent dedicated to getting Katherine out and he gets this close only to find his reason not to.
As he looks at Angelina, he realises he's already decided. He'll get her out. But he won't be leaving with her. He'll be staying right where he is. With Angel.
Elena rolls her eyes and practically storms off, quickly getting annoyed with Damon's attitude.
"Now why did you really want to attend the ball?" Angelina turns to Damon as soon as Elena is out of sight.
"Other than to see you dressed up and get a dance?" Damon smirks, looking her up and down, lingering on her legs and slight cleavage.
"Yes." Angelina rolls her eyes as Damon gives her a unrepentant grin.
"I needed to collect something." Damon grabs Angelina's hand gently, quickly becoming addicted to the feeling of her hand in his and leads her to another room.
He reluctantly lets go of her hand and makes his way to a display case, taking out a wooden box and placing it on the table.
Damon takes a breath and opens it only to curse upon seeing it empty.
"You're looking for the crystal?" Angelina asks, eyebrow raised and leaning against the doorframe.
"What did you do with it?!" Damon demands, spinning to look at her.
"What do you want with it?" Angelina counters, although she already has a pretty good idea.
"I asked first." Damon narrows his eyes at her, he needs to get Katherine out so that he can move on, but his Sexy Red is making it very difficult to concentrate on anything with her leaning against the door like that.
"Let's talk outside." Angelina sighs walking off, leaving Damon with no choice but to follow.
"Don't make me ask again." Damon demands once they get outside.
"It's safe, I sensed it's powers years ago whilst helping set up a ball. Figured it needed to be kept safe." Angelina shrugs lightly, sipping on the champagne she grabbed on their way out.
"I need it." Damon states, getting frustrated.
"Why?"
"Angel."
"Tell me what you need it for."
"Katherine didn't die in a fire that night." Damon sighs relenting, he'll soon discover he's unable to deny her anything. "Shes sealed in a tomb under the church."
"And you want to use the crystal, to open the tomb." Angelina finishes, her suspicions confirmed.
"Yes, I need a witch to use the crystal in a spell to unseal the tomb." Damon explains before freezing in fear, what if she thinks that's why he got close to her. What if she thinks he's using her.
"Damon, Katherine is not in the tomb." Angelina says gently, completely ignoring the implications of his words.
"What? Of course she is." Damon exclaims, looking at her confused.
"No she isn't Damon, she blackmailed George Lockwood into helping her escape ." Angelina explains, watching as Damon's eyes widen,
"No!" Damon snarls, "You're Lying!" He lashes out.
"My ancestor wrote that she had escaped, I did a body count spell on the tomb to confirm it."
Damon just keeps shaking his head in denial.
"If you still want to open the tomb I won't stop you." Angelina sighs, twisting her hand.
Damon watches numbly as Angelina grasps his hand gently and places the crystal in his hand, curling his fingers around it.
"But I won't help you either."
"Angelina?"
Damon, hearing Bonnies call, snaps to his senses and speeds away overwhelmed.
"Angelina? What are you doing out here?" Bonnie questions, watching her curiously.
"Just getting a breath of fresh air." Angelina muses, looping their arms together as they make their way back to the ball.
"Is it... vampire related?" Bonnie whispers leaning in close and glancing around nervously.
"You have much to learn." Angelina laughs lightly.
"I managed to light all the candles in a room!." Bonnie announces proudly.
"You're a powerful Bennet witch bunny. In time you'll do much more." Angelina smiles, watching Bonnie beam.
"You'll teach me?"
"I can help but I'm sure Grams will want to teach you for the majority."
"I'd rather you teach me as well, when Grams was explaining everything but she was, like you said, rather... prejudice?" Bonnie explains hesitatingly,
"I think Grams will surprise you, and if you want a second opinion you can always ask me. Neither of us are going to enforce our opinions on you" Angelina assures her.
"So you'll teach me?"
Angelina looks at her considering for a moment.
"I'll talk to grams and organise something."
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