A/N: Hello, there...I was re-watching VD and Damon's "This could have gone a completely different way." in Friday Night Bites (1x03) made me wonder...
how would have he treated her differently...so here's my take on it, starting from her waking up at the start of the eppi.
Disclaimer: I do not own vampire diaries, or any of its characters...sadly.

Italic = Inner thoughts (mostly Caroline's, but I have some of Damon's and Stefan's in there)

Bold Italic = Flashbacks and third-person thoughts

I hope you enjoy. And please review!

Friday Night Bites (1x03)

Caroline's eyes opened slowly, the bright light beaming from the window, almost blinding her in the attempt. She was disoriented for a moment, trying to recall what happened the night before. The sexily, mysterious guy was planting kisses down her stomach. Pleasuring her in a way that she never had been before. She couldn't very well say it was her first time, but it was pretty amazing. Then something happened...what happened? She remembered looking up to meet his gaze.
Like those couples in the romantic movies she'd seen do when they were doing a love scene. It had been a sappy idea...but, she thought...for a second, that if she could connect with this guy...on some kind of emotional level, then maybe he wouldn't choose Elena over her...when she introduced him as her...boyfriend...to her friends. Because that was going to happen. But, what happened after that? His face...It was different...
and not an 'I'm about to come' face. His eyes...they were rimmed with red...it was like...blood red...and his teeth...
She jolted up, catching her reflection in the mirror that was planted across from the bed. She caught a glimpse of a hand in the reflection as well,
belonging to the guy sleeping beside her. She felt her breathing increase as her hand instinctively went to her neck.
He bit me...his face...his eyes...his teeth...vampire...this is so not what happened in Twilight...oh, shit! Am I going to become a vampire?
Caroline ran a hand through her golden locks before turning her attention to the gorgeous sex god who looked like he was sound asleep. Even with his face turned away from her, there was no denying how amazingly good looking he was.
I need to get out of here...the sheriffs probably got every road blocked off at every exit out of town looking for me...
Letting herself calm down, she touched her toes to the ground, hoping she didn't somehow wake up her bed mate.
Creak.
Why do floorboards like to be a pain in the ass at the wrong times?
Looking over her shoulder to make sure the sex god was still asleep she made her way across the room, forgetting about picking up her discarded clothes along the way.
There is no way I'm making this a walk of shame moment. Not Caroline fucking Forbes!
Hand on the doorknob she slowly turned, cringing at how rusty it sounded. Checking to see if he was still asleep she felt her heart sink to the pit of her stomach and her blood run cold. The bed was empty.
Where the hell is he...please, tell me he is not standing right next to me...
"Good Morning."
Caroline's head snapped to her other side, coming face-to-naked chest with the man who'd rocked her world the other night. In more ways than one. Wow...for a non-Twilight Sega realm vampire...he's lite on his toes...and seriously good-looking...it can't be legal...wow! I almost forgot about the fact that my neck is seriously punctured...and possibly dripping blood.
He tilted his head, a mischievous smirk forming on his face. Caroline subconsciously took a few steps back shaking her head, trying to gather what she wanted to say. I get the feeling I really don't want to get him upset...
"I-I have to get home," Caroline managed to say, picking up the dress she'd been wearing yesterday, which was surprisingly located beneath her feet.
He took a few steps toward her to fill the space, taking the dress out of her shaking hands.
"You're afraid."
What the hell! Of course I am he's a fucking vampire...a blood sucking vampire...but obviously not the Twilight kind...cause he's way too sexy for a PG-13 movie.
"Yeah." A pause. "If I'm late for school my mom will kill me."
She yanked the dress out of his hands and began pulling it over her head. Until she got stuck.
"Um, could you like...help me?" The blond struggled with it, until she heard a chuckle escape her companion's lips.
"Hey! This is in no way a laughing matter." Caroline said, either annoyed or overjoyed that a possibly dangerous vampire found her amusing. She was guessing it was the first, because she did not like being the amusing for anyone. "Will you just help...please?"
She felt his hands swat hers away as he took a hold of the dress, gracefully pulling it down to where is needed to be. A flush crept up on her face when she realized when in doing so, he had unintentionally pulled her closer to him.
Or maybe that was intentional?
"You are scared of your mother, but not me?" He looked reluctant to believe that was anywhere close to being truthful.
Caroline looked him up and down, a small grin twitching at her lips.
"I'm going to have to say yes Mr...My god! I had sex with you and I don't even know your name." The blond noted letting her eyes wander arond the room,
trying to locate her gray sweater. It has to be around here somewhere...
"Damon," He offered, his voice full of amusement. She wasn't even paying attention to him. Her mother must really scare her...or ride her hard.
Ride her hard...now there's an idea."Damon Salvatore."
"Salvatore?" Caroline croaked out, snapping to attention, even after having located her sweater almost hanging out the window frame.
As in Stefan Salvatore? As is the new guy? The one who had his eye on Elena? Well, She's in for a surprise.
"As in Stefan Salvatore?" She inquired, unsure if she'd actually heard a growl come from Damon's throat.
Calloused hands wound their way around Caroline's waist, pulling her flush against the dangerous Salvatore.
"You've met my brother?" Voice filled with impatience.
"Loosely. He's really into my friend Elena."
And here is the beginning of the end. Even just mentioning her name will probably make him want her...
"Elena..." Damon paused, and Caroline watched his eyes dance with icy calculations that made her narrow her eyes in suspicion.
Please tell me that mind isn't thinking devious thoughts.
"We've met briefly." He continues, ignoring Caroline's change in expression, letting his hands travel up and down the blond's body. For a mortal she does have a pretty good body. But, she doesn't compare to my Katherine."I can't wait for our first double date."
Well, this is going downhill fast. Next thing you know he's going to want me to plan their wedding!
"Just so that she's aware of who Stefan grew up with." He nodded as if it were only logical. "He doesn't like to talk about me much. Apparently I'm the black sheep of the family."
I know the feeling.
"I know the feeling." Caroline murmured her understanding. She could never get used to playing second banana to Elena Gilbert. Everything about her drew people in. It even drew her in. That's why they were friends. You just wanted to be friends with her, no matter how much you resented she was first pick.
She was Bonnie's first pick. She was obviously Stefan's. He couldn't wait to get close to her...and now she's going to be Damon's. She'll have two vampires viving for her affections. This is just like Twilight...except there aren't any werewolves...unless you counted Tyler, but he was just a dick...
"So, where am I dropping you off?" the eternal stud asked pulling on a black t-shirt.
Inhuman speed...gotta remember that one...
"I need to change for practice." She informed him running a hand through her unkempt hair. The icky feeling of her neck wound far from her memory.
"Practice?" Tugging on a leather jacket.
Now that's hot!
"I'm head captain." Was all she said as she swept passed him to retrieve her sweater, not bothering to pull it on.
"Oh, you're apart of the pom-pom brigade!" Damon exclaimed in realization a smirk forming on his face. A smirk that Caroline really wanted to wipe clean off his face. Turning on her heel she marched right up to him and punched him in the arm.
"The term is Spirited Yellers!" Who the hell does he think he is calling us the say pom-pom brigade?
"Ow, you punched me." He feigned pain, rubbing the arm she hit with a pained expression. Obviously a facade, "That really hurt."
"You're a fucking vampire!" the blond exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air for exaggeration. "There is no way that hurt."
What she said seemed to catch up to Damon in his mind, proving to Caroline that maybe he was a slow in taker of information.
I can only hope.
His eyes stared deeply into hers, possibly searching within her soul to see if he had heard wrong.
"What did you say?" He quipped a hand extending out to pull her toward him.
Caroline growled, his hand was at the point of almost cutting the blood flow off of her arm.
"I said you are a fucking vampire." Clenched teeth. "And there is no way that hurt. Now, can you loosen up the anaconda squeeze on my arm, please!"
He looked reluctant to let his grip on her falter, but he obliged, fingers still ghosting over her warm flesh.
"Now, are you going to give me a lift home or what?"
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"Seriously where is Caroline?" Bonnie inquired from where she and Elena sat. At practice. Without their captain.
Recapping her bottle of water Elena replied. "I don't know. It's not like her."
"I'll try her again." Bonnie decided picking up her cell, ready to press the number two to her speed dial.
"Ugh.." the brunette pointed over her friend's shoulder. Noting the blue, top down convertible headed their way.
"My god," Bonnie pipped in turning her attention behind her where she could clearly see Caroline planting a big kiss on the guy behind the wheel. "That must be the mystery guy from the grill."
"That's not a mystery guy." Elena informed her, watching as Caroline pulled away from him, a small smile creeping on her face. "That's Damon Salvatore."
"Salvatore? As is Stefan?" Bonnie inquired with shock, as the two rose to their feet.
They watched on as Caroline whispered something into the ear of the elder Salvatore, grin forming on his face, before she exited the vehicle, not bothering to look back at him as she approached her them.
"I got the other brother." She directed toward Elena as she made her way past them, making her way to the front of the group. "Hope you don't mind."
"Sorry I'm late girls...I-ay was busy." She tossed her glasses into the small pile of things Bonnie and Elena regularly reserved for putting their accessories in when they were at practice. She tossed a smile Damon's way, watching as he gave her one more cocky smirk before driving away. Caroline tugged on the scarf Damon had carefully tied around her neck, making sure to secure its knot before continuing. "Alright let's start with a double pike herkie hurdler, what do you say?"
Obviously he didn't see Elena or he'd be drooling over her...
============================================================================================================================================================= "Surprise." Caroline exclaimed with a wide smile. "Bonnie said you were doing dinner, so we brought dessert."
"Oh," Elena was shocked. Caroline and her boyfriend's older brother were at her doorstep. Uninvited, with a delicious looking cake.
"Hope you don't mind." Damon put in from where he hovered behind the blond. A hand on the small of her back.
Oh! What if this is like Buffy...where he has to be invited in before he can actually come inside.
"Are you going to invite us in?" Caroline inquired from where she stood, shifting the weight of her cake onto her other arm. Trying not to seem impatient.
"What are you doing here?" Stefan's voiced before Elena could usher them inside.
"Waiting for Elena to invite us in." Caroline informed him with a knowing look. Handing him the cake through the open doorway.
"H-he can't stay...we're just finishing up." He argued.
Oh, he's good. But, I'm better.
"Seriously, Elena. Should we just go?" Caroline began to turn around, a look of disappointment forming on her face.
1...2...3...
"It's fine." she sighed. Turning around, the blond caught Damon's confused expression, a triumphant grin forming on her face. "Just come on in."
"And that's how its done." Caroline whispered in Damon's ear as she made her entrance, making sure to take Damon's hand as she lead him inside.
"You have a beautiful home, Elena." Damon commented once Caroline let go of him and made her way into the living room to get comfortable.
"Thank you."
============================================================================================================================================================= "Matt tries, but he's just having a really hard time." Caroline began, "you have to understand that, they were each others firsts, you know? Like from the sandbox."
A smile. A shrug. Caroline takes a sip from her mug, looking over the rim at the younger Salvatore.
Why does it seem like anyone with Salvatore as their last name automatically have to be supernaturally gorgeous? Duh, Care! They're vampires! Of course they're supernaturally gorgeous.
"That's a really nice scarf."
Well, damn. Isn't he being all conspicuous and shit. Next thing you know he's going to want to see it.
"Thank you. It's new."
"Can I see it?" He scooted closer so that he could get a better look.
Well what do you know Care...strike one for the win column.
She craned her head, looking at him with what she hoped looked like a mixture of confusion and expectancy.
This is totally retarded.
"Would you mind taking it off?"
"Oh, I can't." Caroline informed him, knowing very well why she couldn't.
Sure, he's a vampire, but who wants to see a serious gash in another person's neck? It's kinda gross.
"Why not?" He inquired, head tilting just a little in a completely adorable way. "You okay?"
Aww...he's worried I'm in danger.
"Yeah. It's just kind of gross, showing off Damon's bite to his brother. You know?" "What are you two kid's talking about?" Damon's voice captured his brother's attention, who watched him as he claimed a seat on the arm rest of Caroline's chair.
And here is my own Vampire love...he is completely sexy in that anti-suave debonair way...
"I was just commenting on her scarf." Stefan informed him with a confused expression. Did I hear her right?
"Mmm, tk. Hey, you know, Elena and Bonnie are finishing up the dishes. Why don't you go see if you can help?" Damon suggested, though Caroline was pretty sure it was more of a command. Which she was about to test out.
"Does it look like I do dishes?" She laughed, feeling his hand running along her back.
A smile from Stefan.
"For me?" Damon continued in a sugary-sweet voice.
Caroline turned her attention to him.
"Hmm. I don't think so." Caroline pushed on, seeing what he would do.
A slightly disappointed and annoyed expression flickered quickly over his face. But, before he could say anything further Caroline continued.
"Oh, fine then!" She got up, planting a kiss on his un-clenching jaw. "I'll do it for you. But only for you. I don't want you trying to turn me into some Stepford wife or something along those lines." Picking up her mug she made her way to the kitchen.
"They are people, Damon." Stefan began, slightly confused and glad that Damon didn't have to compel Caroline to leave, like he thought he would have. "She's not a puppet. She doesn't exist for your amusement, for you to feed on whenever you want to."
"Sure she does." Damon contoured. "They all do. They're whatever I want them to be. They're mine for the taking."
A sigh.
"You've had your fun." Serious face. "You used Caroline-"
"I haven't compelled her to do anything she doesn't want to." the older Salvatore cut him off with a sneer. "I've been invited in. And I will come back tomorrow night and the following night, and I'll do...with your little cheerleader and my cheerleader...whatever I want to do. Because that is what is normal, to me."
A pat on the back.
============================================================================================================================================================= Caroline stood at Elena's car, trying to help out one of the girls by retrieving the extra set of pom-poms Elena kept stashed in her trunk for emergency purposes. In the process of turning around she came face-to-chest with none other than Stefan Salvatore.
What is it with me turning around and meeting the god-like chest of a Salvatore brother?
"Stefan!" Caroline exclaimed, trying her best to keep the pom-poms hidden behind her. It was a reflexive move. Contrary to popular belief, not many football players actually like talking to cheerleaders. Well, at least they didn't like talking to her much. "Shouldn't you be with Matt and Tyler?"
"I hope this doesn't seem too strange to you, seeing as how I'm with Elena," he began, looking more nervous than she'd ever seen him look before. Which was kind of unusual seeing as how he seemed like a pretty chill kind of guy. "And you're with Damon..."
Hey, I've been known to judge people before I've even gotten to know them, so I could be wrong about his aloofness. I mean he does wear a jersey better than I've ever seen a guy on our team wear it...I wonder how Damon would look in a jersey?...I bet he'd look smoken...
"...but anyway, I wanted you to have this." He presented her a small wooden box, that was pretty adorable. Taking it out of his hands, she examined it closely. What the hell am I supposed to do with this?
"Um...thanks, Stefan." A pause. "I've always wanted one of...okay what is this?"
A chuckle.
"It's what's in the box that's the gift." He informed her, dimples showing.
I can't really tell if that's a genuine smile or if its one he's perfected over the years of being a vampire. However long its been.
"Oh." Tipping the lid open, she saw a heart shaped necklace inside on a delicate-looking silver chain. "It's not weird at all that you want to give your brother's girlfriend a heart shaped necklace. Not weird at all."
Another chuckle.
She pulled it out and caught a whiff of a floral-like smell. Putting it up to her nose she sniffed.
"Is that rose?" Caroline inquired, fingering the thin chain.
"No," A smile. "It's an herb...It's nice, huh?" 'This is freakishly how it went with Elena when I gave her her necklace...But, I have to protect her against Damon in someway.
"I love it!" She exclaimed, eagerly attempting to put it on.
"Do you need some help?" He asked, taking the ends of the chain before she could voice a response. She pulled her hair to the side, attempting to make his work at hooking the two ends together less difficult. His surprisingly warm fingers grazed the nape of her neck as he clasped the chain together.
"So our we like, secret lovers or something?" Caroline joked as she fiddled with the heart, a wide smirk on her face. "Cause I would have never guessed you were freaky like that."
Stefan looked at her for a second, wondering if he had made a mistake by giving her the necklace. Cause now there was noway he could compel her to forget he had given it to her in the first place.
"But, you know what." Caroline continued, retrieving the pom-poms she'd let fall to the ground when she'd reached for the box. "I kinda like it. Gives you more depth than the whole vampire thing...you being all old-school and stuff."
A wink and she was off, back to what Damon called her brigade of mindless pom-pom ponies.
Hope Damon isn't the jealous type, cause there is no way I'm taking this off. Especially since it came for Stefan. That would be rude...and I'm all for getting pretty jewelery from by boyfriend's younger brother. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside...
============================================================================================================================================================= ...I thought there was hope. That somewhere deep inside...something in Damon was still human. Normal...But I was wrong. There's nothing human left in Damon.
No good. No kindness. No love. Only a monster. Who must be stopped.
Damon didn't know why he was at Caroline's instead of Elena's. Watching her sleep. So peaceful. A smile on her face. He ran a finger along her cheek, pushing back a lock of blond hair. He usually never went for blonds. They always seemed too high-maintenance. And he just didn't do high maintenance. He also thought he'd have to compel her at Elena's house the other night. But he didn't. She took one look at him, knew what he wanted, and obliged. She said she would only do it for him. Usually he had to compel a girl for that kind of devotion, after he bit into her at least.
He was tempted to take a bit out of her that moment, but when his eyes drifted down to her neck he saw it. He'd never noticed her wearing that necklace before. It was heart shaped and was elegantly designed. It would go with anything she wore. His finger trailed down her neck to wear the scarf he bought covered the bite mark he'd made. Suddenly her eyes fluttered open and she was looking right at him. A small smile forming on her face.
"Hey." She whispered, voice coated with sleep.
"Hey." Was all he said in reply.
Well, didn't I get the ever eloquent vampire boyfriend. Putting most of her strength into her hand, she managed to pull the Salvatore down into bed with her, snuggling close to his warm body. She was slightly surprised he let her. He didn't seem like the snuggling type. Which is what they were doing.
"You're warm." She commented as she nestled her head into the curve of his neck.
"And you have bed breath, but you don't see me complaining." He sounded only a little annoyed.
"I don't mean it in a bad way." A sigh. "I kind of like the fact my vampire boyfriend is warm. Makes it easier to do things like this."
He remained silent the rest of the night. Not bothering to make a snappy remark at not being into the whole 'boyfriend' thing. Then he heard it. Her slowing heart rate, breaths evening out as she fell into a deep, calm sleep.
"You talk way more than I can listen." Damon mumbled to himself, pulling a loose curl behind her ear as she slept on."I don't see this going anywhere in the bigger picture. I think you'd drive me crazy."
"Yes, I would." The blond murmured in her sleep turning on her side so that she was closer to the older Salvatore, wrapping an arm around him.
============================================================================================================================================================= A/N 2: Well, there you go...there first Actual dialogue together on the show...rewritten, with alternate as well as added scenes [lets call them deleted scenes]
If you would like me to continue, please say so in a review. Oh! and if you have any questions about this mini-series of rewritten eppis, please message me and I will do my best to explain any plot-holes you may find...unless I can't figure it out myself...but hey, a lot of writers love using plot-holes...just look at the writers of Supernatural [yes, I love that show!]
XOXOXOX

-Marie...