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chapter eleven - "Is Damon Salvatore giving me his leather jacket?"

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"Oh thank god!" Melissa exclaimed collapsing on the porch steps.

"Didn't think she would make the run home," Clem remarked but than saw her dad do the same thing.

That morning Michael and Clementine had gone for their run like normal but Melissa said she would tag along. And Mel was already dying at the first stop sign. And now was dying on the front porch. Clem smiled shaking her head before walking past them and going inside.

"Time?" Prue asked leaning backwards to see them walk in but frowned only seeing her. "Where's you father and Mel?"

"Dying on the porch." She said pointing towards it.

"All these years and your father still can't keep up." She teased before going back to Millie, who was getting pigtails done. "Shower, breakfast, meds, and than school."

"Yes ma'am," She said smiling before running upstairs she went to the bathroom and quickly took her shower. Once out she held the towel around her wet body before making her way into her room not seeing who was there at first.

She blindly walked towards her closet before getting glance of someone behind her in the mirror on her door.

"Damon," She said turning around and hitting his shoulder a couple of times.

"Okay, okay, remind me to never surprise you again." He remarked fixing his sleeve. "Get out," She said crossing her arm's making sure the towel wouldn't fall.

"But I have something for you," He said looking at her face knowing he would get hit again if he even glanced at the towel.

"One) I'm naked, two) I need to get ready for school and three) I'm naked." She said counting on her fingers.

"But I wanted to see--" She quickly put a finger to his lips stopping him, "Before you finish that sentence I should let you know there's two stakes in my closet."

He smirked, "Kinky." He joked as she removed her finger and crossed her arms. "What did you want. I didn't invite you in so you just stare at me."

"I wanted to give you this," He said as she realized he had a hand behind his back this whole time. But her confusion slowly turned into a smile when she saw his leather jacket.

"Is Damon Salvatore giving me his leather jacket?" She asked going for the jacket but he playfully pulled it back. "No....I've noticed that you were complaining about not finding the perfect jacket for your 50's outfit so I figured...."

"You would shut me up by giving me one of your's?" She asked raising a brow.

He smirked nodding slightly, "Exactly. Now, you want it or not?"

"Hand it over," She said holding her hand out as he gave her a 'come and get it' type look. She rolled her eye's before walking up to him and reaching up for the jacket, her other hand holding the towel in place. She explained him to hold it higher but he actually let her have it.

She carefully laid the jacket on her mess bed before looking back at him. "Now get out, I need to get ready."

"What no thank you?" He asked playfully not actually needing for her to thank him.

She than reached up on the tips of her toes and kissed his cheek. And she swore on everything she could see him blush but didn't dwell on it. "Now, bye-bye Damon." She said turning and walking back to her closet.

What she didn't know was the gaint smile that was on his face. The look in his eyes looking at the small girl before decided it would better if he did go. "Goodbye Clementine."

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"I can't believe you're adopted." Bonnie said. Her, Elena and Clem had gone to the Grill after school. "I never saw that coming. And it gets weirder. I looked at my birth certificate. It lists Miranda and Grayson Gilbert as my birthparents. None of it makes any sense." She explained.

"Which is why I suggest you ask Jenna." Clem added seeing her look down. "First off, the Elena I know would always want the real truth, good or bad."

"And second of all?"

"You just found out your boyfriend is a vampire, so unless your birthparents are aliens..." She trailed off seeing her smile lightly making her smile as well. "How bad could it be?"

"Ah, ok, look, I have to go to the store. My outfit for the dance is severely lacking accessories." Elena said looking at the clock while getting up.

"Ok, I'll pay the bill." Bonnie said going for the bill but Clem reached over and hit her hand. "Ow, what was that for?"

"You paid last time, give it." She said as Elena smiled at the two before leaving. Bonnie thought about it but saw the look on Clem's face and slowly handed it to her. "Now how hard was that?" She smiled at her, "Now go off where ever you need to, and don't even try to lie because I can read you." 

"I love you,"

"You say that until you realize I'm gunna order another ice coffee." She muttered looking for her wallet.

"I'ma pretend like I didn't hear that," Bonnie said smirking lightly standing up and grabbing her bag. "Bye,"

"Text me when you get home!" She called her before going back to her bag that was an absolut mess. "Ugh!" She groaned before slamming her bag on the table.

"The Clementine groan that can't be good," Ben said walking over to her.

"I can't find my wallet and my bags a mess and I re-thinking all my life decision!" She said spilled out before huffing and slowly turning towards him. "And now you probably think I am insane."

"Insane? No. A coffee addict...." He said making her smile which calmed her down. Speaking of coffee, the Clementine special?"

"Please, and when you come back I will have my wallet." She said out load before going back to her purse.

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"A-and if he's trying to kill me, then why call first?" Elena asked looking back at Stefan.

Last night a vampire called her and threatened her. And she called Clementine over to help figure out what to do. She was sitting on the couch as Clem laid her head on her shoulder trying to comfort her. "Maybe he just wants to mess with you?" Clem suggested.

"It's because we're predators, Elena. We hunt. We stalk. It's often as exciting as the kill." Stefan explained walking in front of the two girls. "I want you to take this."

"This is Jeremy's pocket watch. How did you get it?" She asked making the Lightwood girl look at it.

"I took it from Damon, who took it from Logan, who must have taken it from you."

"What happened to it?"

"Wait, the Giblet watch?" She asked pointing towards it in her hands. "Yeah, what about it?" She asked as Clem held her hand out. She placed it and the Lightwood girl pointed it behind them and the pointer pointed towards Stefan.

"I knew it!" She exclaimed standing up with a gaint smile. "See this watch is like a vampire compass. It points out any vampire, but I thought it wasn't really. Just something they thought it was when in reality it was just pointing towards some metal." She rambled before seeing that Stefan wasn't as excited. She handed the watch back to her.

"I'm gunna run, but I will carry some stakes so that way if the asshole wants to fight. We will be more than ready." She rambled out before smiling at the two before running off.

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"Hair! Hair! Hair!"

"We wouldn't have this problem if you would stay still!" Pure yelled as she quickly pulled back realizing she sounded extactly like her mother. "I'm getting your sister. Melissa!"

Clementine smiled rubbing her scalp before going back to her make-up. "What'd mom do this time?" Melissa asked walking in.

"Almost took my scalp off,"

The oldest scoffed before motioning for her to climb onto the sink as she grabbed the hairbrush. "And I know the best hairstyle for you."

"Good, because I'm starting to freak out about this dance....I just want to look pretty..good..nice." She said sighing.

Melissa raised a brow, "Why's that? Because the last time you were this kiddy was because of an asshole, rusty motorcycle, crusty fake leather jacket, small dic--"

"Hey! Millie is taking a nap in the next room."

She shook her head glancing at her through the mirror, but than smirked, "This isn't because a certain boy will be there? A Salvatore maybe?" Clem rolled her eyes before finishing off her make-up. "Or maybe it's because a new leather jacket is in the very back in your closet?"

Her eyes widen as she quickly hit her with the sleeve of her hoodie. "You snooped in my closet!"

"Hey!" She laughed dodging the tiny arms. "I was looking for that shirt you borrowed, the cute lacey, short, purple one. Which I still need, btw. And I saw something that looked like it and I took it out and it was black and leather. But than I thought I've seen it before. And than realized a certain Salvatore brother who has eyes for my beautiful sister--"

"Don't think you can hid a complement in that." She said pointing at her through the mirror.

"It's the truth," She called finding the curling iron. She turned it on and set it to the side. "Look, if he thinks you don't look completely drop dead gorgeous than he does not deserve you."

She smiled at her before looking down, "Are you trying to have me cry all my makeup off?"

"No, It's just--I wished I had someone to tell me all these things when I was running after certain boys..." She trailed off but both knew who(s) they were talking about. "I just don't want you to think that because one guy treats you bad that all of them think they can treat you that way." She said softly before starting the small curls.

"And trust me if they do that I'll be burring their bodies in the desert....just gotta find one first."

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Now it was the party, Clem didn't feel like she was sticking out anymore seeing everyone in the same dated clothes. But she felt sum of the weight lift off when she saw the girls.

No, but this took about two hours, so I'm at least staying half of that." Caroline said suggesting towards her outfit.

"But I just got here," Clem said smiling widely.

"Clementine,"

"You've done it again."

"Glad to know I'm not the only one who took it this far." Caroline said before poking her arm that was covered with Damon's jacket from earlier. "That's new,"

"What's Damon doing here?" Bonnie announced as all four looked at the two brothers.

"He wanted to come. I promise, he'll behave." Elena explained as Clem nodded pulling the wrist to her palms.

"So what is this, like, a threesome now, you and the Salvatore brothers?"

Clem scoffed but ended up choking on air which made her cough. "Sorry,"

"No, but if I'm gonna be with Stefan, then I have to learn to tolerate Damon. It's not like I can kill him." She explained.

"There's a thought," Bonnie said as Clem handing her back her drink. "Mmm. I'll help." Caroline added as the small girl's eyes light up. "Can we do a Charlie's Angle thing," She suggested smiling lightly.

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Clementine sat on the particular pulled out bleachers, starting to regret her shoe decision. "Wanna dance?" She looked up and smiled seeing Damon walk over and sit down next to her.

"Unless you want me to step on your toes the whole time than no,"

He smiled seeing the large jacket hanging her her shoulders as her arm's were crossed. "Told you it would look good on you." She felt her cheeks heat up as she quickly looked down. "It doesn't fit to good th--"

"I know what you're doing," She cutting him off and turning towards him.

"And what might that be?" He asked raising a brow.

"Your trying to butter me up to dance with you."

"Come on, just one song and after that I won't bother you about it for the rest of the night." He pleaded as she thought about it. "Please,"

She smiled before holding her hand out, "Let's get this over with." He broke into a grin before jumping up and quicky dragging her onto the dance floor. She laughed smiling as widely as possible, "What?" He asked grabbing both her hands as they started to dance. "I've never seen you that happy about something before." She said loud enough for only him to hear.

"No it isn't,"

"Oh really?" She asked raising a brow as he spinned her so both their arm's were at their lengths with. "How so?"

He thought about for a moment but than spun her again so her back was against his chest and his arm's wrapped around her. "I don't think you need example," He whispered in her ear.

She laughed, looking over up at him, "But I do want to know what or who made the Damon Salvatore happy?"

He was looking straight a head, fighting ever urge telling him to look at her. Knowing she had that damn smile that would melt him in seconds. But he gave in looking down at her and just like that he started melting; the joyful infects smile, her eyes sparkling under the multi-colored lights. Her smiled lighten as she squinted her eyes at him, realized it was a touchy subject.

"Where there actually poodle skirts in the fifty's?"

He chuckled nodding, "Yes and yes it was like Grease...kinda,"

He spun her again so now they could face each other. "And before you ask yes the sixty's were full with hair spray."

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They were both still dancing, will more like swaying from side to side with Clementine laying her head on her chest as her arms wrapped around his neck. While Damon rested his chest on the top of her head as his arm's wrapped around her.

It was like they were the only one's there. And they forgot all about the vampires or that Clementine's family were hunters.

Even though her whole life she was told to be afraid of vampires and all the supernatural things that goes bump in the night. But she felt safe with him, this close to him. She felt like no one could touch her or even try to hurt.

She pulled apart from him watching as Elena quickly ran out one of the back doors. "Find Stefan," She said hitting his chest before going after her.

She lost her, so she started checking each classroom which was only a few. But she found her, a guy had her pinned against the wall.

"Hey!" Clem yelled getting the vampires attention. "Get the hell away from her,"

They meet half-way and she tried punching him but her grabbed her wrist bitting it only to scream and let it go. She than ran in front of Elena, grabbing the mop and breaking it in half.

He turned back to them and started walking closer she tried stabbing him but it grabbed her other wrist. She watched as he threw the broken wood to the side as she soon started regretting all her life choices. As he went to grab her but Stefan took him off of her and threw him over a table.

"Hey, dickhead." Damon called getting his attention but quickly held his hands up. "Nobody wants to kill you. We just wanna talk."

But he didn't take it, he jumped over the table Stefan had just threw him over, going after Elena. Damon quickly threw the broken borm stick to Stefan and he staked him. Not fully, just low enough to hurt.

"I get why you didn't stake him but the dick bit me," Clem remarked as Damon walked over to her. She silently pulling her bloody arm out of the sleeve, not wanting to get blood on it.

"Now you feel like talkin'?" He asked after glancing at her wrist.

"Screw you." That made Stefan dig the stake in deeper and closer.

"Wrong answer. Why are you doing this?" Stefan asked not letting go of the stick. "Because it's fun." Which got the stake deeper.

"Strike two," Clem remarked holding two fingers up. "One more and he's out," Damon added. "Wow, Damon you can count.....sorry not the time."

"What do you want with Elena?" Stefan asked ignoring the brickering.

"She looks like Katherine." He replied making everyone confused.

"You knew Katherine?" Damon asked what they were all thinking. "Oh. You thought you were the only ones." He said gasping, "You don't even remember me."

"Tell me how to get in the tomb. Hmmm?" Damon asked leaning down towards him.

"No,"

And Stefan somehow digged the stick deeper which she couldn't understand how it didn't hit his heart by now.

"The grimoire."

"Where is it?" He didn't answer so Stefan twisted it deeper.

"Check the journal. The journal. Jonathan's journal... Jonathan Gilbert's." He answered as Clem looked over at Elena to see her match her own expression. "Who else is working with you?" Stefan asked but he didn't answer, "Who else is there?" Damon asked growing inpatient.

"No, you're gonna have to kill me." He said and Clem knew exactly where this was going.

Stefan pulled the brom out and quickly staked him. And they watched as he gasped and started choking before falling down and dieing.

"What do we -- how are you gonna find the others now?" Elena strutted out. "He had to die," Damon said making her turn towards him, "But..."

"Elena, he's been invited in." Stefan pointed out.

She noticed how hard she was taking and grabbed her forearm lightly. "Think about it, Jeremy, Jenna and you would be in danger." She tried to reason and she nodded.

But suddenly there was a clunk outside as all of them saw a shadow walking around. Damon looked over at her than at Stefan, "Go. I got this."

"Clem," He said as she followed him.

They walked out seeing no one, "You're wrist okay?" He asked as the two glanced into each room.

"Fine, still bleeding a little, surprisingly doesn't hurt that bad." She said as he turned and grabbed her arm to fully check it out. "Do you want my blood, it'll scar if not." He said as he checked her other wrist.

"I'm fine, besides you'll hate me after the twenty-four hours are up."

"Why would I hate you?" He asked raising brow and a smirk up at her. "I wouldn't leave your side," She said as he stared at her bite marks. "Damon," She said softly making him look at her. "I'm fine,"

They went back to looking and rounded a corner to see Alaric walking quickly down the hall. "Go get him," She whisper throwing him forward as she hid behind the corner.

She watched as Damon appeared in front him, startling him. She saw him stare at Alaric before patting his shoulder and walking back to her.

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"Look just call me if you or even Stefan need anything." Clementine said leaning against her dresser as she was about to put on a record.

"We will, I'll call you tomorrow?" Elena asked over the phone as she smiled. "I'll leave you two love birds alone, goodnight." She said before hanging up.

She than walked over to her nightstand, putting her phone on the charger. She already showered up and in her pj's, and luckily when she got home her parents were already going to bed so they didn't see her bandaid.

She went to turn off her light but turned it back on hearing a small knocking on her window.

Damon was there smiling lightly at her, "What does this late night visit call for?" She asked walking up to him.

"Wanted to check up on you. Mark sure you were okay after today." He replied leaning on the window sill.

"Well it-" She said slightly picking her wrist up. "-hurts like complete hell. And I'm so stressted thag my parents will see it I have a migraine. Oh! And not to mention we don't know if fhe vampire was alone or not." She rambled off as he started rubbing her arm's to calm her down. "I only have solutions for two of the problems, well your type solutions."

She thought about it for a moment, "Only if you stay the night. It's the only way I think I'll sleep. And only a little, I don't want to take a lot."

He smiled before bitting his wrist and holding it out for her. She hesitated but licked the blood, and quickly made a face in disgust. "Ew, I would rather drink vodka than that."

"Gee thanks,"

"No it's not like that -- it's just not everyone likes blood." She said with an hit of humor. "Really? I thought everyone loved blood."

She smiled but than yawned and started stretching. He chuckled lightly, "Alright time for bed," He said before scooping her up and took her to bed. That night was the best night's rest she had ever had in such a long time. It was the warmest too.