(This is the same story as the one I listed under the book section. It's just a little different. I want a large range of opinions. But it's the SAME STORY, same idea, just small changes :D)

Damon's POV

"Elena you should get into bed. It's really late and a princess like you needs her beauty sleep," flashing her one of my heart-melting grins.

"But what about Stefan. Damon, I'm worried about him..." She gave me a sad puppy-dog look and my heart melted a little. But then I thought about having to tell her "the news" and could not handle the look of pure heartbreak. I comforted myself with the knowledge that she'd soon be mine.

"Don't worry about him, he'll be home soon. Let's get you to bed;" I took her hand and gently pulled her to her feet.

"Damon, can I, uhmm, sleep in your room tonight? I'm scared to be sleeping in his room without him home." She asked, looking intently at the crack in the floor. I dropped her hand and gently caressed her cheek.

I took her face in my hands, tilting it up so she'd have to look at me. Her lapis lazuli eyes searched mine, they seemed like she was looking into my (possible) soul. Her mouth turned into a sexy little pout, her eyes sparkled with a odd bit of love and lust. I had the urge to kiss her, it overwhelmed my entire body; it took all my strength to hold back. I was not going to ruin the trust I spent so long gaining. I've been trying to be the good brother for a few weeks, never hinting at my "saint brother's" dirty little secret.

"Of course you can, I'll keep you safe from the monsters," I kissed her forehead, breathing in her sweet scent. I scooped her up into my arms and carried her up to my bedroom. She giggled and slapped my shoulder playfully, giving me a beautiful smile.

When we got to my bedroom, I carefully set her on my king-sized bed. She wriggled around, getting comfortable I presume. I draped one of my blankets over her, tucking the edges underneath her. "Goodnight princess. Don't worry about Stefan, he's just hunting. Sweet dreams love, hope I appear." I winked and she gave a content and tired sigh. I kissed her cheek, letting my lips linger for a few extra seconds.

"Thank you Damon. I'm liking the sweeter, less of a jackass you." Elena said sleepily, her eyes fluttering closed. After a few seconds, this beautiful human was fast asleep in my bed. I went downstairs, waiting to spring of Stefan.

I walked up to our bar, and poured a blood bag into a glass. I sat on the large chair that faced the door. I sipped my 'dinner', my fangs extending ever so slightly. I imagined drinking Elena's blood, the ecstasy that went along with taking blood from a loved one was just indescribable.

Just as my dick twinged with the thought, the front door flew open. Stefan and Katherine barged threw, their lips locked. I watched intently as their hands roamed each others bodies as he pressed her against the wall. Katherine's leg wrapped around Stefan's waist, his hands unclasping her bra. My 'taken' and my slutty ex-love were doing it right in front of me and they had no idea. I made a loud, obnoxious throat clearing noise, so at least the fuck buddies would recognize my presence.

Stefan broke the sexy makeout session and turned towards me. He gave me a rude ass glare then a guilty grin. "How much do you know?" my pesky little brother asked.

"That every night after your GIRLFRIEND goes to bed, you sneak off with this slut"-giving a pointed glare to Caroline-"to do who knows what. While you get your sexytime on, Elena is worrying like crazy. You sick bastard!" I shoot back, letting the pure anger out.

"You won't tell her, right?" Stefan's voice suddenly getting high pitched with fear. "Elena would fuck me up..."

"Damn right! I'll tell her. She's an angel, and does not deserve your bullshit any longer." I stood up, my whole body rigid with rage. My hands involuntary closed into tight fists.

"You wouldn't dare!" Stefan shrieked, his face contorting in anger. "I love her!"

I snickered, hatefully. "If you loved her, you wouldn't be fucking her doppelganger. Now isn't that right?"

Stefan glared at the ground, a stupid scowl on his face. He mumbled something so quietly not even my vampire hearing could pick up. "Tell her. I can't bear the agony of seeing her face now."

"Agony my ass..." I leered, walking towards the staircase. Once I got up the stairs, I took a deep breath, got in touch with my more human side, and braced myself for the outcome of this...