In Session

by Erin Salvatore

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries. I'm just borrowing.

Note: This is second idea I said was in my head (the first being the new Vampire Diaries/True Blood crossover I just posted). This weird little idea came as a result of my evil imagination constantly nagging me. No spoilers, just read along.

Chapter 1 – An Unusual Consultation

Office of Dr. Elena Gilbert – Monday Morning

Elena checked her make-up as she got off the elevator. She had had a rough weekend, mostly because she spent a majority of it at the hospital. Her seven-year-old daughter, Kaylee, the older of a pair of twins by five minutes, had leukemia and she had been in and out of the hospital the last six months for treatment. It was a stressful situation for anyone to be in. Thankfully, Elena had the help of her aunt, Jenna Sommers, whenever she needed. Of course, Elena's asshole ex-husband, Tyler Lockwood, was no help at all. The two had gotten divorced when Kaylee and her twin sister, Amanda, were three, and had since then, Tyler preferred to be partying with his new girlfriend, Caroline, than pay child support of any kind. Hell, he couldn't bothered when Kaylee was first diagnosed.

"Men," she growled. "The only thing you can count on is they're always assholes."

Elena tried to smile as she walked into her office. Her secretary, Bonnie Bennett, quickly got her a cup of coffee – French Vanilla, black, and three Splendas, just like she wanted. Bonnie could see from the forced smile that Elena was tired.

"Kaylee again?"

Elena nodded. "Yeah, she had an allergic reaction to the new chemo they tried on her, so they took her off it and are trying something else." She sighed. "I never thought that having a sick kid could be so much work." She looked at Bonnie's pregnant belly. "Just promise me that if my niece or nephew ever gets a terrible disease, you'll take him or her to the best doctor, okay?"

Bonnie was married to Elena's brother, Jeremy, and aside from Jenna, she had been there for her when the divorce from Tyler was finalized.

"I guess I shouldn't tell you about the new patient that's waiting for you in your office, huh?" she said. "I tried to tell him that you'd be in shortly, but he insisted that he wait in your office until you got here. Apparently, he's the kind of man who likes to give orders."

Elena cocked her head. "Who is it?"

"I think you'll recognize the name, since he's pretty famous," said Bonnie. "His name is Damon Salvatore."

Hearing that name made Elena's heart skip several beats. Damon Salvatore was the head of the Salvatore crime family and the man Elena had been lusting after while she was finalizing her divorce from Tyler. Of course, she was probably one of perhaps a million women to find him tantalizing.

Bonnie saw that Elena had zoned out and waved her hand in front of her boss's face. "Hello? Earth to Elena, are you with me?"

Elena shook her head furiously. "Uh, yeah, I'm here. It's just...I've had a thing for that man and hearing his name now is kind of surprising." She fixed her hair and smoothed out any imperfections in her clothes. She only hoped she was presentable enough for Damon. She exhaled and took her coffee and the file from Bonnie, walking into the office.

The second she entered, she was greeted by the hypnotic blue eyes of Damon Salvatore, who was sitting in the chair across from her desk. He was undeniably sexy. His gray shirt and black pants ensemble practically hugged that perfect body of his. Elena had a hard time keeping her professional composure. She felt her breasts get heavy and a moisture between her legs. Good God, this man was sex on a stick, that was for sure.

She cleared her throat. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Salvatore."

Damon smiled at her. "There's no need to be formal. Just call me Damon. Mr. Salvatore was my father and I hate that bastard's guts."

Elena nodded. "Okay, Damon it is, then." She cleared her throat again. "You'll have to excuse me if I seem a little rattled today. I had a family emergency that took up my entire weekend."

"Could it have anything to do with your daughter?"

Elena blinked. "How...How did you know that?"

Damon smiled again. "Come on, did you think your conversations with your secretary/sister-in-law are private? I have my ways. You should learn that if we're going to be working together." He got up from the chair and Elena bit her lip as she watched him walk, no glide, across the floor. He then whispered in her ear, "I know about your fascination with me, Doctor, and I'd be happy to fulfill whatever fantasy you have in that head of yours."

Elena couldn't breath or speak as he whispered in her ear. It made her want to throw herself into his arms and kiss him savagely as she tore his clothes off.

"What...What brings you to my office, Damon?"

Elena wanted to smack herself. Here she was, in the presence of the man she wanted to have wild, passionate sex with, and that was the best thing she could say?

Damon, of course, didn't seem put off as he walked around her, undressing her with his eyes. "I'm in need of your help, Dr. Gilbert."

Elena panted as she said, "I think you can just call me Elena. You told me not to be formal, so I think you can do the same."

Damon nodded, taking note of his error. "Very well...Elena. I came to you because as I said, I'm in need of your services." He took her hand and twirled her around before pulling her closer to him. "On both a professional and personal level. I'm willing to pay for one, but the can provide for free." He kissed her neck. "And you won't have to worry about the hospital expenses for your daughter. I am willing to pay for that too."

"Will I have to do anything illegal?" Again, another stupid question.

Damon chuckled against her neck. "No, nothing illegal. I've just been depressed lately and in need of someone to talk to. My brother, Stefan, is on his honeymoon with his new wife, Lexi, and I think you already know how I feel about my father."

"Yeah, you told me after you didn't want me to formal with you," said Elena. "Well, if you want, we can arrange for a session here at the office and..."

"No, I prefer it to be at my mansion," said Damon. "If we meet here at your office, we won't have privacy for the more...personal things we'll be doing."

Elena nodded. She almost forgot about that. "When should I come by? What's good for you?"

"It doesn't really matter," said Damon. "Though, I suppose you could come by during the evening, say 7:00?"

"Okay," said Elena. "I'll just have to arrange for my aunt to baby-sit. I have another daughter who's not in the hospital, so she's going to have to have someone there for her. And what days work for you?"

"Let's start tomorrow night, and see where it goes from there." He stepped back and looked at the white blouse, black skirt that reached to her thighs and heels, licking his lips. "And definitely come like that. It'll make things easy for me."

Elena nodded, unable to say anything intelligent. "All right. I'll see you tomorrow night at your mansion."

Damon smirked and captured her lips in a scorching kiss as he ran his hands up and down her body. He reluctantly pulled back, breaking the kiss, and walked out.

Note: Whew! Is it hot in here or is it just me? Well, here goes another AU/AH story by yours truly. Like I said, my imagination is evil.