Title: A New Start
Pairing: Damon/Elena
Rating: T (possible M for future Chapters)
Summary: Katherine's dead, Elena's a vampire. She comes back after 45 years. What will Damon and Stefan do? Stefan/Caroline, Damon/Elena .
Words: 1,600+

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EPOV

"Uhmm… hey…" I greeted awkwardly.

"Elena?" The other voice from the other line asked. I could hear a tone of surprise from him.

"Uh- Yeah." I answered, not knowing what to say.

"Is something wrong? Did something happen?" he asked, getting worried from the other line. This person never changed.

"Uh-Yeah-Sort-No-Yeah- Yes!" I stuttered.

"Okay… Calm down and tell me what happened." He ordered me quietly.

Just from the tone of his voice, I've already calmed down.

"They… know… and they want to know everything. But… I can't…" I explained, almost in the brink of panic.

It was 2 am in the morning, I couldn't sleep and this entire situation is getting to me. I needed help and asking him is the best solution. When I got home awhile ago, I quickly stripped off my Katherine imitation, feeling disgusted that I acted that way. But I had to, it's to protect them and to make it easier for me to let go. If I tell them all of the things that happened to me, I might kill myself from all of the pain.

"You want me to come there to help you?" he asked hesitantly.

"Can you?" I asked hopefully.

"Yeah uhm… I'm just booking my flight right now." He said as I heard distinct noises from the other line, it sounded like typing, "Okay, I have a flight. And it's tonight, so that I could be there tomorrow as soon as possible." He informed me.

"Thank you." I said to him, sincerely.

I would seriously kiss him in the morning; he is such a life saver. I would die without him, I swear.

I know that I ignored him for almost a decade, but it was for his safety. I didn't want him to be involved and get killed because of me, I'm not worth it. I know what my intention is, but I wish… I wish I could just turn back time when I was born and change my face, and all. I didn't want to be the doppelganger; I never wanted to be one. If only I could do that, and change everything.

"Who were you talking to?" Jenna asked from the door frame of the kitchen.

"An old friend." I replied as I turned to face her.

"Really?" she asked sceptically.

I chuckled at Aunt Jenna; I knew she was still all for the gossips and love lives, but seriously… I have none.

"Yes, Aunt Jenna. He's just a close friend, nothing else." I answered.

"If that's what you say." She teased.

"He helped me out for all those years… and he's kind of… like me…" I warned her.

"Oh." She said, as her face went blank.

"Don't worry, he doesn't hurt people. He drinks from blood bags like me." I informed her.

"Is he just a close friend?" she asked again.

"Yes. Only a friend." I said.

"And oh… He might be coming here and you guys might meet him…" I told her. "If you want to…" I quickly added.

Her face literally lit up like Christmas lights, I knew what she was thinking. I could just see the light bulb turning in her head. She was planning a party, a big one. God, please don't let her cook the food – no offence, but Jenna is really not that good in that department… yet – help me.

"Oh, okay." She replied, "Goodnight then Elena." She continued. I swear I saw her skipping on the way up. God, I'm kind of scared now… I could feel the chills run down my spine knowing that something was bound to happen. It's seriously creeping me out, and now I'm regretting mentioning him to Jenna, even regretting talking to him at all. Oh my.

I gripped my phone tighter and frowned, I was getting agitated and agitated by the moment. I decided to go up and sleep, while my head still worried about Jenna. That woman will never change, no matter what age she is; mom always told me that… then a pang of sadness suddenly appeared, but I quickly recovered and shook my head. I would not open those feelings again. I will not be sad; I will be guilty, but not sad or hurt. Guilty is the only emotion that I will summon from all the locked away feelings I have.

DPOV

Fuck. The. World. Seriously, please. I have been drowning myself with countless bottles of alcohol and nothing seems to work. One word. One thing. One name. This one name is the only thing on my mind, and it's driving me insane! Elena. The source of all that is bad in my world – and yet here I am disagreeing at that statement. It's true, she made me happy before… but that was short-lived. Then her face – beautiful face, chocolate doe eyes, and perfect smile – flashed through my mind and all I could do is think about the past, and dwell on it. Jesus Christ! I was turning into Stefan! Fuck! Then my mind drifted to Stefan… he was not here, which is a good thing since no Stefan means no Caroline that equals to my perfect world. No annoying antics from Caroline and no annoying sickening love-filled air.

I was about to go and get another bottle to drink but my phone beat me to it. Damn phone. I was irritated but managed to answer the phone, "Hello?"

"Uh… hey…" Alaric started from the other line, I groaned. What do they want?

"What?" I asked, irritated.

"Jenna wanted to invite you to dinner, tonight." He started awkwardly.

"Huh?" I asked dumbly.

"She wants you to meet someone." He said awkwardly, again.

I rolled my eyes; Alaric probably anticipated it already, "You mean, she wants me to hook up with one of her friends?"

""… yeah. Sorry." Alaric said pathetically.

"Look man, I can get whatever woman I can." I said smugly. It's true though.

"Except, Elena." Alaric muttered quietly.

"I heard that." I all but growled to the line.

"Can you please come? She's threatening to cut our alone time together, and I feel so neglected without he-"Alaric tried to beg.

"Okay, okay. No more info about your horrible sex life! Okay… I'll go."

I said as I hung up the phone, not waiting for any word from him. I just hope that Jenna has one of her best liquor because I might lash out in their house. Then I could… Elena, oh… Elena will be there; maybe I could make her miserable or something. I could make her confess – I totally doubt that will happen knowing her stubborn strike.

I quickly went to my room and changed into something nice… something that doesn't reek with liquor, Jenna will butcher me with her infamous long lectures. I do not need that today.

When I arrived there, I distinctively heard the voice of the lady I hear from my TV everyday. A news reporter? Seriously? Jenna can do better than that; I could do better than that. I knocked to the door – I don't really want to wake up hearing news about ill-mannered bachelors from Mystic Falls now right? – Alaric was the one to open the door. I glared at him. He just muttered his pathetic apology – which did nothing to improve my mood at all.

"Our friendship or alliance – whatever you call this – might end tonight." I whispered to him. "And if you're wondering… I know about Elena." I continued.

I saw his eyes widen for a moment, not expecting me to know about Elena being here at all. Was he going to tell me about Elena at all? When I was inside the house, he quickly directed me to the kitchen (where I could hear quiet giggles). I didn't see Elena, I momentarily panicked. Did she run off? Fucking hell. I shouldn't have trusted her! Alaric saw my panicked eyes as he gently grabbed my shoulders trying to tell me something through his eyes. Then I quickly caught on, he was telling me that Elena just went somewhere and that she'll be back for dinner… I think?

Then he whispered, "She went to pick up a friend."

I just raised an eyebrow to him and wiggled it curiously. He just shrugged. Elena was probably picking up Sabrina the witch or something; so I let the topic go and focused on the people around me trying to keep my head as far away from Elena.

"Hey, Damon! I would like you to meet Andie." Jenna said as she saw me and quickly grabbed her friend's hands and placed herself and the chick in front of me. I quickly shot them my trademark smirk and held out my hand.

"It's so nice to meet you." I greeted her charmingly.

I saw Carl standing near the counter of the kitchen, silently snickering at me. He knows that I'm in a bad mood, and he knows my deal right now, he's practically enjoying this a little bit too much. I quickly shot him a death defying glare. Me and Andie quickly shook hands.

"It's so nice to meet you too!" she said; trying to flirt, "I heard so many nice things about you." She continued.

"Really?" I asked questioningly, "'cause I'm a dick." I said.

She laughed freely, and asked, "Would you like a drink?" flirtatiously. I just shrugged and went with the flow.

"So… Jenna? Where is Elena?" I asked suddenly – completely out of the blue, crap.

EPOV

I hugged him really hard, squishing the life outta him. He called me this morning telling me that he's on his way here in Mystic Falls, I quickly breathe out a sigh of relief when I heard him say that. I was so giddy all morning, unable to contain my excitement upon his arrival. I hate him sometimes but I love him most of the times. I just wish that I brought him here earlier – that would've helped – so that he could protect me from explaining myself to my past. I asked Jenna if this friend of mine could stay in our house and use the guestroom, she said yes.

I can't wait to see him! I told Jenna, Carl and Alaric about him being a vampire too, and that they could trust him. Let's face it, he's the only person I've trusted throughout all those years that I've gone MIA. He's a bastard but a sweet one.

And here he is standing right in front of me, with his goofy smile and ridiculous haircut! He's grinning like an idiot right now, which is not surprising, knowing that he hasn't seen me in… like forever?

"God! I missed you so much!" I exclaimed happily as I threw myself in his arms.

"As if you could live without me." He snickered.

"Welcome to Mystic Falls, Noah!" I said warmly.

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