Written 2012 by VeGirl

Hello my beautiful readers,

This is a story that starts with "Living my Dream", where Emma travels to Atlanta because of her obsession with the Vampire Diaries. I recommend you read that first... and then; Enjoy! / VeGirl

Disclaimer: It's quite obvious that I don't own The Vampire Diaries, credits goes to Lisa, but more even to Julie, Kevin and their writers, crew and cast of the show who really makes the story come alive. I just had some fun with their characters and invented Emma to play with them for a while. Enjoy!

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"Sweetie pie, where did you go? I've been looking for you all day! Don't ever run off from me again!"

My friend Anna and I were sitting in our hotel restaurant when Damon came in and lifted me off my chair and into his arms. My eyes started to just pour again; Damon was back!

I was back!

I wrapped both arms and legs around him and we kissed while tears were streaming down my cheeks., both of us ecstatic that we had found each other again. I put my hand on his face hungrily scrutinizing it as if we hadn't seen each other for months.

It took me a really long time before I shot a single thought on my friend Anna. I turned my head, actually a little afraid that she wouldn't be there when I looked, but there she sat, with her mouth open and eyes just bulging out.

"This is Anna; my friend from Sweden," I introduced her to Damon.

"Mr. Somerhalder?" she stuttered when she finally could get some kind of sound out of her mouth.

He sat down on the chair next to mine with one hand on my leg, unwilling to let me go and stretched his right hand to her. "Hi I'm Damon."

She just kept staring, almost bewildered at him.

Damon laughed. "Another one like you?" he asked me, referring my weird knowledge about the vampire's secret society in Mystic Falls, but then he turned to face her. "My name is Damon and not 'Smalderhalder'..." He smiled at her and she just kept staring. "Damon Salvatore, the vampire!" he added under his breath.

We saw Anna's eyes rolling back in her head, and then she fainted.

Damon looked surprised at me. "My God, she's even worse than you!"

"Lucky she was sitting in a booth instead of on a chair," I murmured when Damon picked her up from the couch where she had slumped down and carried her to our room. A couple of people was a bit startled and offered to help, but we explained that we would take care of it. "She has a bit of a problem with her blood-sugar level," I lied with a big smile and they bought it.

We got to our room and Damon laid Anna carefully on her bed, before he put his hands to the sides of my face and kissed me fiercely. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer.

My God how much I had missed him. How could you really miss someone that much for only one day?

"We never tried out your bed," he mumbled wickedly against my lips, lifted me up and we ended on the bed with him on top, where we continued kissing.

I really didn't want to break the kiss off, but felt I had to object. "Damon, what if Anna wakes up?"

"I'll just show her my fangs, and then she'll pass out again." He had a plan ready, unwilling to let anything disturb us.

I giggled, thinking that he'd be right about that.

I slid my fingers into his raven black hair, grabbed handfuls of it and held his face an arm's length away.

"This has been the worst day of my life!" My eyes were about to well up again. "I missed you like crazy."

"I was going out of my mind." His blue eyes were dark and almost deep blue with longing. "You can't leave me in the middle of the night like that."

"I didn't do it on purpose!" I whined. "I just woke up in this bed and you were gone."

He looked questioningly at me. "What do you mean?"

"I was just lost..." We looked at each other, unable to say anything.

"But I found you," Damon said and kissed me again.

"Thank you!"

Movement and moaning in the other bed made Damon slide down on the bed beside me and we both looked at Anna.

"Oh, what happened?" she asked, but in Swedish of course. She rubbed her face and turned to look at me. She was totally startled when she saw Damon behind my back, with his face next to mine.

"You're not going to pass out again, are you?" he asked.

She just stared at him.

"Anna?" I said soft to her. "This is Damon."

She kept glaring at us, and then she sat up on the bed. "Yeah right!" she said sarcastic.

Damon started to laugh. "What is it about you girls? Am I not trustworthy as a vampire?" He laid back on my pillow with his hands behind the head.

I laughed at him and sat up on the bed. "Are you okay Anna?"

"I would be fine without these pranks." She glared at us. "How did I get up here?" she then asked, looking puzzled.

"Damon carried you."

"Stop calling him that!" she snarled.

Damon was on his feet and glared back at her. "Why?!" He flung his arms out.

She put her hand up in an obvious gesture, with her palm blocking him out and just looked at me. "Could you tell this look-a-like to get out of here?"

I turned to look at Damon's expression. I could feel him seething and saw how he pressed his lips tight together. I got up and put my hands on his chest. "Baby calm down or you'll be popping a vein." I couldn't help but to smile at them both and turned to my friend. "Anna, I will do no such thing, you're being rude!" I reprimanded.

"Come on, it's so obvious he is not Ian Somerhalder." She gestured toward Damon with her eyes locked on mine, but glared at him when she was finished.

He squinted his eyes tight and started to laugh. "I told you I don't look like that guy," he stated to me while snickering.

Anna kept glaring at him.

"Have I said I'm an actor?" he smirked at her. "Did I say my name is Smalderhalder?"

Anna started to look confused. I had to work hard not to laugh at the two of them. I turned and held a warning finger up at him. "Don't convince her like you did with me!" I said hard.

"But why?!" He laughed and flung his arms out again. "It's so much fun!"

"Let's get out of here! I'm going home and I'm taking you with me," he stated. "Are you coming or are you staying here?" he added to Anna.

She just glared at him. "You are not taking her anywhere! That's kidnapping!"

Damon laughed. "A little melodramatic, don't you think..." He gave his crocked smile, that always made me tingle inside. "We're just going home."

"You're taking her to your house? And where might that be?" I never realised what an attitude she had going.

Damon rolled his eyes at her and instead turned to me. "You still have all your stuff at the Boarding house, sweetie." He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in for a hug.

Anna just stared defiantly at him. "Who are you?"

Damon sighed. "I'm Damon Salvatore; you have seen me on TV, just like Emma, right?"

She stared at him for a while and then she shrugged and rolled her eyes, as to say she didn't believe anything he said, but she'd tag along.

It felt amazing to have him near again and I couldn't keep my hands off him. As we got out to the car, the sun started to set and the town felt almost magical. I smiled when I looked at Damon in his Ray Ban sunshades, but he only took my hand and kissed it.

Anna snorted.

"You okay back there?" Damon asked Anna.

She snorted again. "How would Emma know you, and why?"

He glanced at me and started summary to tell our story to my friend. "We met at a bar, and I knew I wanted her." I was watching him with furrowed eyebrows and he turned and smiled at me. "She smelled delicious!" he said and I laughed at the memory. I had thought it was a prank, just like Anna did.

"And when was this?" Anna's voice was cold and cynical and it was so obvious she didn't believe a word he said.

"Two weeks ago." I answered.

"You were in Sweden, two weeks ago!"

"I was not, that's what I have been trying to tell you all day! I went alone on the flight and met Damon by coincidence.

"That was a dream, Emma!" she yelled irritable.

"No, she really has been with me for the last two weeks." Damon assured her.

"You have both lost your mind," she snorted and crossed her arms over her chest. "So how far is your Boarding house?"

We had just reached it and he made a sharp turn into the driveway. She almost fell just because she had her arms crossed over her chest, and Damon snickered.

When we stopped in front of the house I turned and looked at her. She was pale as she realised which house it was.

"But... but..."

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