While storming through the hallways of the hospital, Damon attempted to call Stefan, but once again he failed. He was in such a hurry he didn’t see Meredith and bumped right into her.
“Sorry” he mumbled distracted.
“Where are Du heading so fast?” Meredith asked surprised. Damon didn’t answer that question. Instead he leaned vorwärts-, nach vorn and mumbled: “Make sure no one enters Elena’s room”
Meredith frowned at that somewhat strange request, but promised Damon she’d tried to keep an eye on his girl.
Damon ran outside where he smelled the scent of blood. He looked down. A young woman was lying on the pavers. Damon walked towards her and noticed the blood on her belly. The woman opened her eyes and saw Damon staring down at her.
“Help me” she groaned.
Damon bent through his knees. “Who did this to you?” The woman threatened to lose conscience again and so Damon bit his wrist and fed her his blood. He could’ve brought her into the hospital, but he didn’t want to waste too much time. However, as he was healing the woman, someone fired a stake at him which landed in his back.
Damon had no time to recover, because the woman on the pavers stabbed him in his chest with a silver knife.
“Derek, get your cowardly arsch here!” the woman screamed.
“Yes, Derek, then I can kill you!” Damon snarled threatening. He couldn’t reach the stake in his back and so he removed the messer in his heart. He stood and turned around to face Derek. “Nice shot, Von the way”
“I learned from the best” Derek replied. “You should surrender to us, Damon. Du can’t kill us both”
“Let’s see about that” Damon muttered and he turned to the woman, who was now aiming a shotgun at him. “Damn it. Didn’t see that coming” She fired her entire munitions, even when Damon was already lying down.
“That’s enough!” Derek shouted. “Go start the car” he commanded while he picked Damon and dragged him along.
“Sorry” he mumbled distracted.
“Where are Du heading so fast?” Meredith asked surprised. Damon didn’t answer that question. Instead he leaned vorwärts-, nach vorn and mumbled: “Make sure no one enters Elena’s room”
Meredith frowned at that somewhat strange request, but promised Damon she’d tried to keep an eye on his girl.
Damon ran outside where he smelled the scent of blood. He looked down. A young woman was lying on the pavers. Damon walked towards her and noticed the blood on her belly. The woman opened her eyes and saw Damon staring down at her.
“Help me” she groaned.
Damon bent through his knees. “Who did this to you?” The woman threatened to lose conscience again and so Damon bit his wrist and fed her his blood. He could’ve brought her into the hospital, but he didn’t want to waste too much time. However, as he was healing the woman, someone fired a stake at him which landed in his back.
Damon had no time to recover, because the woman on the pavers stabbed him in his chest with a silver knife.
“Derek, get your cowardly arsch here!” the woman screamed.
“Yes, Derek, then I can kill you!” Damon snarled threatening. He couldn’t reach the stake in his back and so he removed the messer in his heart. He stood and turned around to face Derek. “Nice shot, Von the way”
“I learned from the best” Derek replied. “You should surrender to us, Damon. Du can’t kill us both”
“Let’s see about that” Damon muttered and he turned to the woman, who was now aiming a shotgun at him. “Damn it. Didn’t see that coming” She fired her entire munitions, even when Damon was already lying down.
“That’s enough!” Derek shouted. “Go start the car” he commanded while he picked Damon and dragged him along.
Liz was standing in her office, her deputy’s surrounding her. She was briefing them about the murder last night. Caroline was standing outside, making sure her mother couldn’t see her, and kept her ears wide open.
“The boy’s name’s Derek Janders. He was Amber Lindy’s boyfriend. Amber’s the girl that lived there. According to Mrs. Lindy Amber had been Schauspielen off earlier that day. She came home, wrecked, like she was sexually assaulted. Mrs. Lindy insisted Amber to Berichten this, but Amber became aggressive and violent. She threw Mrs. Lindy on the ground and then basically robbed...
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“The boy’s name’s Derek Janders. He was Amber Lindy’s boyfriend. Amber’s the girl that lived there. According to Mrs. Lindy Amber had been Schauspielen off earlier that day. She came home, wrecked, like she was sexually assaulted. Mrs. Lindy insisted Amber to Berichten this, but Amber became aggressive and violent. She threw Mrs. Lindy on the ground and then basically robbed...
“Damon, I feel sick” Elena moaned. The racing had made her feel nauseous. And her neck beat painful. Damon braked, but kept Elena in his arms.
He examined Elena’s wound. “That looks awful”
“It hurts” she complained. Her face was withdrawn and she gagged, but didn’t throw up. Damon pulled her up and held her with one arm. His other arm he brought to his mouth and bit. He held the wound against Elena’s lips. “No” Elena groaned. “I don’t want that. It’s disgusting”
“You have no choice. I’m not letting Du die” Damon said. “Come on, drink”
Elena averted...
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“It hurts” she complained. Her face was withdrawn and she gagged, but didn’t throw up. Damon pulled her up and held her with one arm. His other arm he brought to his mouth and bit. He held the wound against Elena’s lips. “No” Elena groaned. “I don’t want that. It’s disgusting”
“You have no choice. I’m not letting Du die” Damon said. “Come on, drink”
Elena averted...
A few hours later.
Jeremy lied in his bed, his eyes squeezed. He would force himself to sleep. He had been running for hours, helped Alaric with some chores, cleaned up his room, and now he was really tired. Sleeping shouldn’t be a problem. He would give in to the night.
The windows swung open, the glass shattered and rained down on the floor. Jeremy raised up and crawled backwards against the head of his bed. He saw a pencil floating in the air, but knew either Vicky oder Anna was holding it. “What, you’re going to write ‘Don’t sleep’ on my wall? I have to sleep, I can’t...
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Jeremy lied in his bed, his eyes squeezed. He would force himself to sleep. He had been running for hours, helped Alaric with some chores, cleaned up his room, and now he was really tired. Sleeping shouldn’t be a problem. He would give in to the night.
The windows swung open, the glass shattered and rained down on the floor. Jeremy raised up and crawled backwards against the head of his bed. He saw a pencil floating in the air, but knew either Vicky oder Anna was holding it. “What, you’re going to write ‘Don’t sleep’ on my wall? I have to sleep, I can’t...
