Katherine stared at him like it was the first time she saw him. Damon walked passed her and entered the Boarding House. “Nice to see Du too, Von the way” he sagte to a speechless Katherine. “I heard Bonnie brought my stuff back here” Katherine nodded, then realized Damon didn’t see her since he was standing with his back to her and mumbled: “Yeah, she did” She gathered herself together and walked towards Damon and stopped right in front of him. “Why are Du here?” she asked suspicious. “I mean, not that Du can’t, this is your house, but are Du allowed to be here? Does Bonnie let you?” Damon frowned his eyebrows. Katherine knew much Mehr about what was going on than he nor Bonnie thought. She knew oder at least had a high suspicion that Bonnie decided where Damon could go and what he could do. “I can talk to you, she doesn’t have a problem with that” Damon decided. “Katherine, I need to ask Du something” Katherine made a step backwards and braced herself. “What?” she asked careful. “There was a man murdered last night. Would Du have anything to do with that?” “Bonnie sent Du to interrogate me? She uses Du now to do her dirty work? I’m going to kill that bitch!” Katherine exclaimed and she raced to the front door. She opened it and saw Elena on the porch. “Hi, get in, I’m gone” Katherine sagte and she ran off. Elena entered the house. “Damon? Are Du in here? It’s me, Elena”
As soon as Damon heard her name his face went pale and his hands got sweaty. “Elena, go home! I’m sick!” What a lame excuse, Damon thought, Vampire don’t get sick. He could slap himself right now. He heard footsteps coming closer to the living room and ten Sekunden later Elena entered the living room. At first he thought she was walking to him, but she just passed him and headed for the wall. She leaned her back against it and went up and down, like Baloo in Jungle Book. “God, this itch is driving me nuts!” As she sagte that Damon felt his own back burning and stinging like Bonnie was in scripting her vervain message all over again. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Elena asked when she noticed Damon’s pained face. Damon turned around and Elena left her wall. She walked towards Damon and lay her hands on his back. “What’s wrong?” she repeated. She felt Damon’s button down was kind of wet. “Nothing” Damon sagte sharp. “There’s something on your back” Elena insisted. “Let me see” She started to pull his shirt, but Damon turned and gripped her hands. “Don’t” he said. “Everything’s okay. Du need to go home” Elena shook her head. “I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to see Stefan right now. Can’t I just stay here for a while?” she asked with a welpe look in her eyes. Damon looked sadly at the girl he fancied. He should send her away, and make her stay away. But one Stunde couldn’t hurt. “All right” Damon sighed. “Why not” “Yay!” Elena exclaimed and she threw her arms tightly around his neck. Damon, who tried to ignore the sharp, burning pain, helplessly patted her back.
As soon as Damon heard her name his face went pale and his hands got sweaty. “Elena, go home! I’m sick!” What a lame excuse, Damon thought, Vampire don’t get sick. He could slap himself right now. He heard footsteps coming closer to the living room and ten Sekunden later Elena entered the living room. At first he thought she was walking to him, but she just passed him and headed for the wall. She leaned her back against it and went up and down, like Baloo in Jungle Book. “God, this itch is driving me nuts!” As she sagte that Damon felt his own back burning and stinging like Bonnie was in scripting her vervain message all over again. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Elena asked when she noticed Damon’s pained face. Damon turned around and Elena left her wall. She walked towards Damon and lay her hands on his back. “What’s wrong?” she repeated. She felt Damon’s button down was kind of wet. “Nothing” Damon sagte sharp. “There’s something on your back” Elena insisted. “Let me see” She started to pull his shirt, but Damon turned and gripped her hands. “Don’t” he said. “Everything’s okay. Du need to go home” Elena shook her head. “I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to see Stefan right now. Can’t I just stay here for a while?” she asked with a welpe look in her eyes. Damon looked sadly at the girl he fancied. He should send her away, and make her stay away. But one Stunde couldn’t hurt. “All right” Damon sighed. “Why not” “Yay!” Elena exclaimed and she threw her arms tightly around his neck. Damon, who tried to ignore the sharp, burning pain, helplessly patted her back.
Just to show you not everybody is a demented satanic pervert, :D
“What do Du mean, she’s gone?”
Cas and Zoey had been told that Daphne was gone.
“She’s not in her room. But we’re searching the entire building and the neighborhood. She can’t get far” the head doctor said.
“How could this happen?” Zoey asked mad. “Don’t Du have some kind of security system here?”
“She stahl, stola a badge. She didn’t have to break into the system. She could just open the door” the doctor explained.
“And who’s the idiot who let her steal his badge?” Zoey asked demeaning.
“He’s waiting in my office” the doctor answered. “He already told me what happened. Listen, Mrs. Moore, Daphne can’t get far. We’ll find her Von the end of the night”
He walked away from them; he had to go feuer the nurse.
Zoey looked at Cas. “We need to find her” she said, slightly panicking.
Cas and Zoey had been told that Daphne was gone.
“She’s not in her room. But we’re searching the entire building and the neighborhood. She can’t get far” the head doctor said.
“How could this happen?” Zoey asked mad. “Don’t Du have some kind of security system here?”
“She stahl, stola a badge. She didn’t have to break into the system. She could just open the door” the doctor explained.
“And who’s the idiot who let her steal his badge?” Zoey asked demeaning.
“He’s waiting in my office” the doctor answered. “He already told me what happened. Listen, Mrs. Moore, Daphne can’t get far. We’ll find her Von the end of the night”
He walked away from them; he had to go feuer the nurse.
Zoey looked at Cas. “We need to find her” she said, slightly panicking.
