"I wonder if this is a saying. The couple that buries bodies together, stays together ? If so, I think we are good" Amelia muses randomly, as her and Damon walk back to the Boarding House holding hands, having just disposed of Katherine's body.

Damon chuckled, taking his hand from hers, and instead wrapping his arm around her shoulders "You come out with the most random things"

She shrugs, resting her head against his shoulder "It's early, deal with it"

He lets out another chuckle, before they make their way back inside the house, where Stefan is stood waiting for them in the parlor doorway. His arms folded over his chest, he raises a eyebrow at the couple "Where have you two been ?"

"Just out" The Eldest Salvatore answers simply.

"Define out" Stefan fires back.

"One who hovers and sticks his nose in other peoples business" Damon smirks, before fake gasping and placing a hand over his mouth "Oh. I'm sorry. I was defining annoying"

Stefan just glares at him, rolling his eyes unhappily "That's funny"

"I thought so too" Amelia grins back at him, slipping her jacket off of her shoulders, and hanging it up on the side.

Seeing Stefan no lightening up, Damon finally decides to tell him "Katherine's rotting corpse was stinking up the house. We got rid of it" He explains, and Amelia gives a small nod, just so Stefan knows that is the truth.

"Could be a bit of a problem" The Youngest admits, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, clearly still keeping something from the couple.

Damon and Amelia exchange looks, before they both narrow their eyes at Stefan, very curious as to what is going on "Oh ? And why is that ?"

Before Stefan can answer, Nadia steps out from the Parlor, a sour look on her face and her arms crossed firmly over her chest. Amelia grimaces, rolling her eyes, trying to ignore the horrid resemblance to Katherine that she has. The more Nadia appears, the more the phrase 'Like mother, like daughter' comes to mind. In looks, and pure revolting evil ways

"Because I'm here for Katherine's body"

The Evans Vampire gives her a smirk "Sorry, doll, your a bit too late"

"And, you're out of luck. You ain't getting it" Damon adds on, without a lick of sympathy towards her.

"My Mother asked to be buried with her family in Bulgaria" The Devil's spawn insists, not giving up.

Damon just shrugs, walking over to the table filled with alcohol, and pouring himself a drink "And nothing gives me greater joy than to deny her dying wish"

"Damon, who cares ?"Stefan sighs, rubbing the clear frown lines on his forehead "Katherine's dead. Just give her the damn body"

Amelia scoffed "Erm, no"

"Bitch ruined our lives" Damon argues firmly "Nadia's know her, what, five minuets ?"

"Tell me where she is" Nadia grinds out angrily, rushing behind and grabbing Amelia by the neck, holding her hand above the girls chest in a threatening manner.

Not wasting a moment, Damon rushed and flung Nadia off of Amelia, before pinning her against the nearest wall by her throat. Coughing and spluttering, Stefan held onto the Evans girl as she composed herself, getting her breath back.

"The nicest thing that Katherine Pierce will ever do is feeding the maggots that feast on her flesh. Give it up. You're not getting her back" Damon spat, before dropping his hold on Nadia and walking away, Amelia glaring narrowly at the women as she followed him.

*********

After the run in with Nadia, the couple retreated to the Grill, still stuck in their stubborn frame of mind. Hell would freeze over, before they handed over Katherine's body. Luckily, Stefan had decided to give them some space, so the pair were taking full advantage of their alone time.

"You shoot like this" Damon instructed, as they stood together at the pool table, him trying to get Amelia to grasp how to hold the cue stick.

Purposely playing dumb, she turned the cue so it was upside down "Like this ?" She asked clueless, before going to try and shoot.

But, Damon wasn't stupid, and knew exactly what she was doing. So, he grabbed the cue from her hand and stood behind her, slowly slipping hands around her waist. Her skin tingled at the touch, but she bit down on her lip to stay quiet, watching as he took her hands in his. Gently, he placed her hands on the cue stick correctly, smirking at the clear flustered look on her face.

"Now lean forward" He instructed, and she did as so, teasingly trailing her foot up his leg as she did.

She took her shot, before removing herself from Damon's hold "Your turn" She grinned, pecking him on the cheek before walking over to their table, and leaning against it innocently as she got a drink.

Instead of taking his go, he just stared at her in admiration for a moment, before raising a eyebrow "You know, there is another fun thing we could go do" He suggested, hoping she took the hint.

"As tempting as that sounds..." She began, placing her glass down on the table "I'm currently beating your ass, so we're staying"

Damon let out a low growl, and she laughed at him, noticing a pout appearing on his lips. Moving on, the couple continued on happily with their game, getting frustrated with each for obvious reasons. Though, their fun and alone time  soon came to end, as Stefan decided to interrupt them.

Amelia contemplated pouring her drink over his head, but that would result in getting kicked out of the Grill, so she deemed the thought not worth going through with. Instead, she just sat on the edge of the pool table, leaning against her cue.

"Oh, come on" Damon groaned, eyeing Stefan "Katherine is exactly where she's always belonged. We're not giving the body back. Quit giving me the damn pouty face"

Stefan rolled his eyes "I'm not giving you the pouty face. This is my "You two are being dicks" face"

"It looks so much like your regular face. Why am I not surprised ?" Amelia muttered, putting a smirking on the Eldest brothers face.

"Look, I get you two had a fight the other day" Stefan began, earning him glares for even bringing it up "And you had problems, and it made you miserable"

Amelia simply picked up the pool cue, and poked Stefan on the chest with it "I'll have you know, me and Damon made up in our own way, and are completely fine now. So, do us both a favor, and bugger off"

Damon grinned "What the pretty lady said"

"Awe, you think I'm pretty" She gushed with grin, and Stefan once again, the frown lines on his forehead getting bigger.

When Caroline appeared next to Stefan, that was the couple gave up. They weren't going to be left alone, so they just left, smirking at the annoyed looks on Stefan and Caroline's faces as they went.

**********

"Enzo"

When Damon said that, Amelia froze as she hung up her jacket, having only just walked into the Boarding House after leaving the Grill. Turning, she sees the mentioned Vampire, sat back comfortably on the couch. A glass of bourbon in hand, and a large black bag dumped on the table, it zipped up as to not reveal the contents.

She raises a eyebrow at Enzo "Is that a body bag ?" She questions, slightly fearful of the answer she'll receive.

He just winks at her, getting to his feet with a smirk on his lips "Hello, Damon. Amelia. Aah, we have a bit of business to attend to"

"Missed a spot" Damon says, pointing to a the corner of Enzo's lip, where a blood stain sat "Any business you have, Enzo, has nothing to do with Amelia. Leave her out of it"

Enzo ignored him, and walked over toward the fireplace, rubbing his hands together in front of it. Damon gave Amelia a look to leave, not wanting her caught up in whatever this was, but she stayed firmly by his side. She was too intrigued to leave, plus, she didn't trust Enzo alone with Damon. He seemed off to her.

"Ooh. I love a good fire" The British Vampire muses, ignoring Damon's previous statement "Oh. That's ironic, isn't it, you know, since you left me to burn alive in one ?"

Damon gives him a exasperated look "Didn't we already do this ? You tried to make me feel guilty, I saved your life, we're even" He then looks at the black bag "What's in the bag"

"More like who" He corrected.

Amelia groaned "So it is a body bag. What the hell have you done ?"

Enzo smirks at her once again, frustrating her slightly, before he looks back at Damon "Ah. Since you and I last spoke, I've done a bit of soul-searching, had a trip to the barber, and did a little research, which revealed to me that you killed almost every member of the Whitmore family in the years since your escape, leaving just one alive each time to carry on the family name, producing a whole new generation of victims for you to slaughter exactly as you said you'd do back when you and I were cellmates"

"Well, you know me, I like to keep my promises" Damon fakes smiles at him, sarcasm laced through his tone.

"And, it's occurred to me that I perhaps wrote you off too quickly, that, in fact, the Damon Salvatore I remember is alive and well, and I have a present for him" Enzo then unzips the bag, to reveal a body with a blood stained neck inside.

The face is easy to recognize, though they hadn't seen the boy since Wes kidnapped them "You brought me Aaron Whitmore...." He trials off, listening for a moment and hearing a heartbeat come from the body "Alive ?"

The British Vampire nods, before holding up Aaron's wrist, nodding a brown leather watch "He's the last of the Whitmore clan. You remember this Vervain wristwatch? Dr. Whitmore never took it off, even when he was rooting around in our chest cavities. Fitting Aaron should die wearing it, too. So...Do you want to kill him, or shall I?"

Damon just stared in pure disbelief, unsure of what to say. Instantly, his eyes fell onto Amelia, whom looked just as baffled as he did. Enzo glanced at the girl too "This offer is open to you too, sweetheart. Help kill the last of the family, who spent five years tormenting your beloved. Who nearly made you into a Vampire hungry ripper"

She blinked at him "You're insane" She said, looking at Damon "Tell him he's insane" But the Salvatore just continued to stare, not sure exactly what to say.

Enzo finished  off his drink, raising a eye at the couple "As much as I've enjoyed your quality bourbon, I feel confident our next drink will taste better with the sound of young Aaron's dying screams ringing in our ears and the knowledge that your final act of revenge will have brought us both closure and a new beginning"

"I'm just curious. Do you ask all of your friends to prove their loyalty by killing someone over drinks?" Damon finally asked, clearly also in the mindset Enzo was insane, but wasn't saying it directly.

Enzo frowned "His grandfather slit our eyes open with a scalpel. You've taken out everyone else in the Whitmore family. I thought you'd want this"

"Would you believe he's a friend of a friend?" Amelia said, mentally cringing about calling Elena her friend, as Damon gave a small in agreement.

Hell would freeze over before that happened, Elena had caused too much drama, for them ever to become friends.

"No, because that would force me to believe that you've gone soft when you and I both know that your very first impulse when I presented him to you was to rip out his throat. Surely my old friend's still in there someplace. End this for both of us" The Vampire tried to convince,  the sound of annoyance in his tone, looking directly at Damon.

He didn't care if Amelia helped or not, it was Damon he wanted to do it.

Suddenly, Amelia's phone began to buzz inside her pocket, and she pulled it out to see Caroline on the caller ID. She glanced at Damon, who gave her nod to go, knowing the blonde was about to berate the girl for not going to Tyler's party. Sighing, she looked at Enzo uncertainly, before turning on her heel and left.

She trusted Damon to make the right choice. She just didn't trust Enzo, she didn't trust him not to cloud his judgement. But, she had to believe Damon was smart, and wouldn't let that happen.

**********

When she arrived at the Lockwood place, she saw Caroline about to leave, looking rather upset. Frowning, she ran over to the girl, grabbing her arm to stop her leaving "No way. You don't get to force me here, then leave the minuet I arrive" She joked, but Caroline looked ready to cry.

"Care ? What's wrong ?" She asks gently, a softer look on her face.

"I did something, with Klaus when he was in town, and now Tyler knows. I'm such a bad person, after everything her did... I just couldn't... it" The Blonde rambled out, until Amelia pressed her hand over her mouth, stopping her.

She knew exactly what Caroline did with Klaus. She knew the minuet she saw her that same evening, she just kept her mouth shut about it.

"Caroline, I know you slept with Klaus, that leaf in your hair gave it away to me the other night" She tells her friend "But, how did Tyler even find out ? It's clear you didn't want him to know"

"He overheard me and Elena talking about it" She sniffs, bowing her head to look at the ground, shuffling on her feet.

Sighing, the Evans girl pulled the Forbes girl into a hug, then gave her a reassuring look "You are not a horrible person, Caroline, I assure you. We've all slept with our fair share of wrong choices, as Jeremy put it the other day. You and Klaus, just file it under that and move on. If Tyler cares about maintaining a friendship with you, he'll get over it eventually"

Nodding, Caroline gave Amelia one last hug before leaving, knowing she wasn't welcome here anymore. Going inside, Amelia met up with Stefan, who had left a drunk Tyler in his fathers old office. The Lockwood needed to calm down, and Matt was in there helping him.

"You decided to come" Stefan comments, and she nods, pouring herself a drink.

"Caroline wasn't going to leave me alone till I did" She answered "But, I didn't think I'd arrive to that drama. You're gonna talk to her, right ? As I tried, and it had some effect, but not much"

He nodded "Yeah. I'm gonna go look for her in a bit"

Drinking and talking, they wandered outside to get away from the loud music, and saw a sight that they didn't expect. A sight that angered Amelia slightly. Elena had just ran into Damon's arms, hugging him close to her, and he hugged her back. She gritted her teeth, and Stefan hot her a worried look.

Little did she know, that wasn't Elena. Katherine, inside of Elena's body, spotted Amelia watching from over Damon's shoulder and smirked. The spell was complete, she now had permanent control of her Doppelgangers body. Her doppelganger, that she knew full well still had feelings for the eldest Salvatore.

Pulling away from Damon, keeping the 'Elena innocence' act up, she cupped his cheeks and smashed her lips against his. Damon froze in pure shock, and let it happen for a moment, before quickly separating them. He came he to find Amelia, having done the right thing and saved Aaron Whitmore, compelling him to leave college and never look back. All he wanted to do, was enjoy some more time with his girlfriend, just like the time they shared earlier that day at the Grill.

Not this. Not this kiss with Elena. He never wanted that.

Inside, Amelia felt her heart break, her soul completely crushed. Silent tears fell down her cheeks, her eyes unable to leave the pair, which only caused her more pain. Letting out a fake gasp, 'Elena' alerted Damon to who was stood behind them, and the look on Amelia's face pained him.

"Amy-" But she cut him off by storming over, and slapping her hand across his face.

She then glared at Elena, her voice breaking when she spoke "I hope your happy, you got what you wanted" She hissed lowly, before rushing at Vampire speed away from the scene.

*******

Amelia fled the Boarding house that night, needing to be as far away from Damon as possible. Of course, when she fled from the Lockwood's, Damon followed her back to the Boarding House. But it only made matters worse. The words she said to him, still echoed through her head.

"I don't care, Damon, I really don't care. After everything, I thought I finally had something good. I thought nothing could tear of apart again, but I was wrong. So, if Elena is what you want, go be with her. You don't have me to stop you anymore. We're done"

She ended up in the town square, sat on a bench in the pitch black, drowning her sorrows in Bourbon she stole from the Grill. Every time she drank, the more tears spilled down her cheeks, as each drink was to drown out the memory of what happened. As the memory refused to leave her mind, rage filled inside of her.

"ARGH" She screeched, before throwing the bottle, and watching it smash upon hitting the ground.

Then, she just collapsed on the bench in a puddle of tears, unable to stop her heart from hurting. Damon and Elena had officially broken her down, and there was nothing left.

So... yeah

I'm gonna go hide, as I know you all want to kill me now. I have story line planned, and this became necessary for it to work. SORRY !

I hope you all enjoyed, and I'll update again soon :)