Mystic Falls, Virginia

Damon paces throughout his living room. Stefan and Elena are there as well. They're trying to come up with a new plan. Meaning, they need a new witch. Why you ask? Well, because Bonnie refuses to do it, and she not powerful enough. They need a stronger witch.

"Bonnie's moving." Elena says out of nowhere.

Stefan stops in his tracks. "What do you mean she's moving?"

Elena shrugged. "She told me she can't take everything that's going on in this town; that's going on with us. She's moving to New York."

"But we need her!" Stefan implies.

"Not necessarily," Damon mutters.

They both give him a look. "What are you talking about, man?" Stefan asks.

Damon looks at Stefan like he's an idiot. "We'll just find a new witch."

"There aren't any more witches in Mystic Falls. I don't even think there are any in Virginia in general!" Elena says logically.

Damon glares at her. "We'll find her. I know it."

Stefan looks over to Elena when Damon walks out of the room.

She sighs. "He's losing it, Stefan. I'm really worried about him."

Stefan shrugs. "I know, me too."

"Then what should we do?"

"I don't know. Maybe leave the curse the way it is. You and I both know very well that it won't be easy to find another witch." He says.

"I wish there were something I could do to help," Elena says.

Stefan places his hand on her knee, feeling sparks in his palm that travel up his arm and move around his body. Boy, did he love Elena so much. "You can stay alive." He says simply. He caresses Elena' cheek and puts her hair behind her ear. "All I care about is your safety."

Elena touches Stefan's cheek in return. "I'll try. Even though I seem to be a target for vampires."

"But you have me and Damon here to protect you."

She smiles. "I love you, Stefan."

"I love you too, Elena."

He leans in and they kiss, feeling like the only two people in the whole wide world.

From the hall, Damon can hear Stefan and Elena talking. He cringes when they say 'I love you' to each other. Love. Such a stupid work, Damon thinks. Love is just another emotion, that's all.

But even Damon knows that's a total lie. Love can change a person; make him act like a total idiot for that one girl. Damon knows what that feels like because he feels it for Elena. He feels it for that girl in the other room who is currently kissing his little brother. Love sucks.

Love. Does Damon actually know the meaning of it? He doesn't know. He thought he loved Katherine, but that was untrue. Then he met Elena, and it was so much different than Katherine.

But vampires don't love. Damon Salvatore does not love... No. He refuses to get caught up in a girl. He's a vampire. Vampires don't have emotions or consciences. No. No. No. No.

After he can't take the sound of Elena and Stefan kissing, he grabs his keys and leather jacket, and heads out the door to the Mystic Grill. He really needs to clear his head... Think.