damon&elena; [sing for the lion and lamb}

When Elena finally arrived at the kitchen, all showered and dressed, Stefan was sitting on the sink having a blood bag in his hand, which appeared to be his breakfast. Blood streamed from the corners of his mouth, but he didn’t bother to wipe them away, not even when Elena shot him a yuck glance. She went to sit with her back to him. If she was still going to have breakfast she could not stand the view of a blood drinking boyfriend. She shoved the cereals to her and filled her bowl. Then she poured دودھ in it. She recalled the morning before when Damon had been baking those delicious pancakes....

Damon walked into the living room, finding Bonnie going through her cupboards. “That کتیا, کتيا really got me. Look at my neck” she کہا bitter. Damon grabbed her arm and forced her to turn around. All of the fear he had felt since she jinxed him was gone and now all she could read on his face was fury. “Let go of me, Damon” she کہا with a cold voice, though she couldn’t hide the tremble. Damon brought his face to hers and looked her straight in the eye. He wasn’t going to compel her, he knew he wasn’t strong enough. “What have آپ done to Elena? آپ کہا آپ wouldn’t hurt her”...

The اگلے morning Bonnie felt a lot better and it looked like the weather was copying her mood. She walked outside to get some fresh air and almost stumbled over Jeremy.
“Jeremy?!” she exclaimed. Jeremy startled and looked up. He was completely soaked and wrecked. “Oh my God, آپ sat here all night? Let’s get آپ inside” Bonnie کہا worried. She sounded like herself again, Jeremy noticed. He got up and followed her inside. “Why didn’t آپ go home, Jeremy?” Bonnie asked, while she was putting some tea. “I was worried” Jeremy said, shaking from the cold. “You were acting very...