Brave (Damon Salvatore x OC)

Trust

Stefan and Elena are snuggled up in Stefan's bed on a Saturday morning. Elena awakens and Stefan wakes up a few moments later and kisses Elena on the cheek as Elena pulls his arm tighter around her. "Mmm. Good morning." She greets.

"I could get used to this." He admits.

"Rise and shine, sleepyheads." Elena and Stefan both sit up, startled at Damon's presence at the end of Stefan's bed. Both of them pull the sheets up to their chins, covering up any parts they may not want Damon to see.

"Damon! Please!" Elena gasps.

"What are you doing?" Stefan demands.

Damon rolls his eyes. "Oh, stop being smutty."

Stefan pulls the sheets further up on Elena, making sure she's covered up properly. "Seriously, get out of here!" He orders.

"If I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a dollar at it. Now listen, we have some very important business to discuss." Damon declares as he stands up.

"And it has to be right now?" Elena asks in frustration.

"Well, we have lots to do, now that we're all friends and working toward a common goal." Stefan and Elena exchange looks. Damon gets up from the end of the bed and turns around to face them. "So, in order to open the tomb, we need to find the journal to get the grimoire to undo the spells. First things first, since you are Elena Gilbert, you're on journal duty." He declares. "I already talked to Ember and she is very happy about our newfound spirit of cooperation. She's already digging through old boxes of Gilbert heirlooms!"

"Since when are my sister and I helping?" A shocked Elena asks.

"Well, Stefan's helping, and you've taken up residence in Stefan's bed, ergo..." He shrugs. "And Ember, is my friend and wants to help. You're her sister. Take your pick."

Stefan looks at the very annoyed looking Elena. "You don't have to do anything that you don't want to do."

She rolls her eyes. "I'll look for it tonight." Elena lays back down in the bed, pulling the sheets over her face.

"Good." Damon smirks.

Stefan sits up in the bed and asks his brother. "How do we know that this journal will hold the location of the grimoire? We're really going to take the word of this vampire? He seemed like a bit of a dimwit."

"In lieu of any other options." Damon shrugs.

Elena pulls the sheets down and sits up suddenly. "OK, what exactly is a grimoire, anyway?"

"It's a witch's cookbook." Damon clarifies and Stefan adds.

"Every spell that a witch casts is unique unto itself, so every witch would document their work."

"Yeah. Cookbook." Damon quips.

"What about our mystery vampire? Dimwit obviously wasn't working alone, so whoever's out there knows who we are." Stefan reminds him.

"And I don't like that disadvantage, so..." He claps his hands together. "Chop, chop." Damon starts to walk out of the room, turns around, and continues to walk backwards out of the room while talking to Elena and Stefan. "You know, I really like this whole menage a foursome team thing. It's got a bit of a kink to it." He chuckles. "Don't screw it up."

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At the Gilbert residence Elena is combing through boxes of old family memorabilia. Stefan sits at the breakfast bar, watching her. Ember is upstairs digging through more boxes trying to sort out what they need to search through to find the journal. She is heading towards the Dinning room with another box when she hears Elena and Stefan talking.