Elena sat across from Damon in the bathtub, bubbles almost spilling over the edges of the tub. "You still have mud in your hair." He commented tugging on her hair.

She laughed moving away from him, batting his hand away. "That is one hundred percent your fault."

Damon shook his head. "How is it my fault?"

"Because you jumped to a conclusion and then tried to jump me in the woods."

He nodded knowingly, "In that case, yes it was all my fault." He smiled pulling her towards him, her knees hitting his chest. He cupped water in his hands pouring it over her hair, he massaged the mud out of her hair pulling her head towards his. His lips gently caressed hers, in a soft kiss. "So," He exhaled. "Strippers?"

Elena laughed. "Yeah, and booze."

"You're a top notch woman."

"I try." She winked at him cupping her hands and pouring water on his hair. "You still have mud in your hair too." She told him.

"Get it out." He whined.

Elena laughed and squirted shampoo into her hands rubbing it all through his black hair, which was getting a little long and quickly creeping down his neck. She rinsed the suds out of his hair and pressed her forehead against his closing her eyes. "All better." She murmured.

"That seems to be a trending thing." He mumbled back. "You making me better."

Elena opened her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering, "I don't want to make you anything, Damon… I want you to be who you are."

Damon smiled slightly. "Andie told me…. She told me that love changes people, that it was changing me. Your love."

Elena pulled way slightly, just so he could see her. "Do you miss her?"

"Sometimes." He admitted. "She was one of the only people that I could talk to about you."

Elena nodded. "You seemed to care about her, under all of it. There are… so many things I wish I could do for you, things I wish I could give you. I wish I could bring them back for your birthday Damon because honestly when I kept thinking about what to get you…I just didn't know."

Damon tangled his fingers in her hair. "Baby you don't have to worry about that, I don't need anything."

"But this is your birthday…"

"I know." He laughed. "You're a vampire now so you should know that we stop really counting after awhile… honestly Lexi and Stefan were weird for celebrating it."

She leaned into his hand sighing. "What is the point of eternity if there's no celebration."

"I didn't say we shouldn't celebrate." He said putting his hands up in defense. "I'm just saying I don't need a cake with a hundred and seventy four candles, Elena."

"But cake is so good." She whispered.

He chuckled lightly. "What about a pie instead?" He offered.

"Cupcakes?" She countered.

Damon rubbed his face sighing. "Fine, but absolutely no candles."

"Deal." Elena laughed placing a kiss on his nose.

He looked down raising an eyebrow. "Wow those bubbles disappear fast." He smirked.

"Hey!" She laughed trying to hide behind her knees.

"Hey..." Damon said quietly cupping her cheek. "Don't hide from me, Lena." Elena looked at him scooting back, relaxing her legs, exposing herself to him. "Wow." He murmured.

"What?" She asked him blushing.

"You still blow me away, ya know?" He reached forward pushing her hair behind her ear.

"Ditto." She whispered looking him over, her eyes tracing his pale perfect skin.

He smiled a bit and shifted, hovering over her, his hair dripping onto her face. "Better than hero hair?"

Elena rolled her eyes.

"Fine, sorry. I won't ask."

Elena's eyes met him. "You do know… that if I hadn't have been with him, I wouldn't have met you, or maybe I would have… but I wouldn't have fallen in love with you."

"Yeah, I know." He said quietly.

"But that's the thing Damon, I fell in love with you." Her eyes were welling up with tears. "I fell hard, I fell in love with you like you were going to catch me."

"I will never drop you again, Elena." He said his eyes searching her face for what she was thinking.

"I know you won't." she told him matching his quiet tone, grabbing the back of his neck gently. "Because I'm holding on as tight as possible, I won't let you walk away from me again, and I sure as hell will never walk away from you again."

He leaned down pressing his lips to hers, feeling her legs reaching up touching his. Elena pulled him closer deepening their kiss a bit, her muscles relaxing against his, and their bare chests brushing slightly. She could feel his mouth turning up slightly against hers. "What are you smiling about?"

"I guess I just realized that I got the girl, you know?"

"Yeah I do," She smiled slightly. "And you did, Damon."