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[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

[rjkel;a 8|] Elena.

[descendent.livejournal.com]

Unbelievable.

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

Really? That hard to believe?

[descendent.livejournal.com]

[Argh. Elena pulls over and unbuckles her seat belt. She gets out of the car and closes the door, because she is not having an argument while driving when he is right behind her.]

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

[Damon pulls over along with her before he gets out of the car, well aware of why she would pull over to the side of the road. Doesn't mean he won't be smarmy.] Am I riding with you now? If that's the case, I really think I should be the one behind the wheel.

[descendent.livejournal.com]

Damon. [Elena sighs and she meets him halfway, mindless of the cars that are zooming past them.] You do not have to follow me. You can go back--[And this would be where she tries to turn him around by the shoulders and push him back to his own car.]

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

Elena. [Damon lifts an eyebrow at her.] You do not have to follow Jeremy. You can go back. [He raises both eyebrows and... laughs when she tries pushing him.

He is a vampire. There will be no moving him. >>"] Elena. [He points to her.] Human. [Damon points to himself.] Vampire.

[descendent.livejournal.com]

You're right. I wouldn't have to follow him if he didn't have a car and couldn't go anywhere he wanted at anytime. [With stalkers on the loose and the trouble that's been following him lately.

Elena presses her lips into a thin line when he doesn't budge. Look, Elena's like one of those tea cup sized puppies that'll bark furiously and engage in battle with the bigger dogs because they erroneously think they're the same size.]

Damon. [She points to the road.] I have this under control. I promise.

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

Hey, he didn't have to say yes and you didn't have to say no. If you had, you'd have the car and he wouldn't. [AH SHNAP. dealwithit.gif.

Damon just smirks, oh so charmingly in her direction, keeping his arms folded over his chest as she tries to push him.]

Good. Then we can be there and be back in no time flat. [Damon says as he slides into the passenger's seat of Logan's car.] I feel the need to remind you that while we're standing here, your brother is that much closer to Vegas.

I can lift you and set you inside the car if it's that difficult for you to relent. [Just like she was a little tea cup sized puppy. >>]

[descendent.livejournal.com]

You didn't have to give him anything regardless of my answer. [cannotdealwithit.gif

Elena gives up since she knows she's not going to make him budge unless he wants to move, and stares after him with her mouth half-parted open once he just invites himself into Logan's car. Vampire in a werewolf's car. That'll go well.] You aren't doing anything.

[But she knows... he is totally capable of dragging her to the car so she just marches her way over to it again and slides into the driver's seat. 8|]

You are such a caveman, you know that?

[Elena starts up the car again and on their way they are! Hello, highways.]

[idontgethurt.livejournal.com]

I didn't have to, but I'm just a nice guy like that. [LOL Damon like anyone thinks you're nice.

There is absolutely no budging from his position. He remains a steady stance in the middle of the side of the road, smirking at her. He really could just lift her up and toss her in.] Okay, Elena, so lets go.

Roadtrip, you and me. It'll be just like the time we went to Atlanta.

[And then he laughs at what she asks.]

It's a product of how ancient I am, Elena.

[Damon smirks as he sits beside her. Off to Vegas they go. :x]