Connections

Damon/Elena/Isobel (Vamp/Human/Vamp)

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I hope L.J. Smith or the CW doesn't pull an "Anne Rice" because I LOVE writing FanFiction about it! I don't own it, if I did, Ian Somerhalder would probably NEVER have clothes on! :D

…you laugh like I'm kidding…

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Chapter 1 is "Can't Pick Your Family."

Chapter 2 is "Ties Aren't How We Are Bound…"

Chapter 3 is "Family is Forever…Literally."

Chapter 3 is "Family is Forever…Literally."

"Bye bye, Elena," Isobel smirked as she stood in the doorway.

"It was um…nice to see you again," Elena blushed and the two vampires began to laugh.

"That was a bit of an understatement." Damon wiggled his eyebrows at Elena.

"Think about what I said, Elena." Isobel said seriously, and with that, she was gone.

Damon closed the door behind her and looked at Elena, who seemed to be thinking hard.

Isobel was right. Elena suddenly thought. Damon (with the help of her mother) was able to bring out the real her. The Elena that existed before her parents died. The party-drugs-drinking-risks-determined-FUN Elena that she'd locked away in herself.

In fact, now that she thought about it, Damon was the only one that had ever been able to bring that spark of life in her the whole time. She'd slapped him, thrown witty comments, spitefully insulted him, tossed the occasionally innuendo back at him-everything that she'd used to do when she was still her.

Stefan was a security blanket. A guy she'd met when she was vulnerable and in mourning. Damon brought her back.

"Elena?" Damon's voice brought her back.

"Hmm?"

"You alright?"

Elena grinned. "Of course." She started walking up the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to take a shower to wash the vampire scent off," She grinned sarcastically.

For some reason, since the last 15 minutes, she felt free. Like she was floating and had nothing weighing her down. Even the fact that Stefan was going to be here in few minutes didn't faze her.

"Wanna join me?"

Damon raised an eyebrow, then smirked, flitting over to her at vampire speed and picking her up. He practically flew into his bathroom and started the shower. They'd just gotten their clothes off when they heard the front door downstairs open and shut.

"Elena?" Stefan called.

Damon shot a look at Elena, wondering how she was going to get out of this, prepared to leave if necessary.

But the words that came out of Elena's mouth shocked him more than anything he'd ever heard her say before.

"Hey, Stefan, come here. I have an idea…" She wiggled her eyebrows at Damon, who grinned and shook his head in disbelief.

That's more like it, Elena.

THE END