Damon sat perched on a high tree looking around, his thoughts on Elena as always. He felt his heart break yet again, why did he come back? Oh yes then he remembered he came back to check on his lovely princess, expect that she wasn't his…seeing them together briefly had torn him in ways that he didn't think he would ever forget. What did Stefan have that he didn't? In many ways he had always thought himself the most attractive brother, other girls had seemed to swoon even at the slightest look he gave them. His thoughts were interrupted when he sensed someone nearby he had already known who it was in an instant his strong vampire senses tingled as soon as he sniffed the air, it was Elena and she was approaching fast.
"Damon?" Elena asked in a low voice knowing he was somewhere around because she knew he had a habit of lurking around trees. Her eyes tried to adjust in the dark when she suddenly tripped over a stick that she evidently didn't see. Her leg hurt. She adjusted herself to a sitting position and examined her leg noticing the small cut that drops of blood were now pouring slowly out.
He heard her calling his name but made no response. His vampiric hearing heard a twig snap, a thump to the ground and he immediately smelt her blood. His canines automatically elongated. A low groan escaped his mouth at her scent and his dark eyes closed for a moment breathing it in. His bloodlust was strong but he controlled himself, his eyes opening. He knew Elena was hurt and she needed his help. He landed gracefully down from the tree, starting towards her.
She frowned, Damon hadn't answered her and now her leg was bleeding. She sat motionless tears filling up her blue eyes. Her eyes widened when she felt a finger tilting her chin up and a small gasp escaped her lips at the exact time that she met black-on-black eyes. "Damon…" Her voice was low and hesitant.
He had bent down to her level and gently tilted her face to his. "You should apply some first aid to your cut princess." He looked into her eyes. "You shouldn't be around here. It might not be safe."
She continued to look into his eyes almost forgetting the pain in her leg. Her heart skipped a beat when he called her princess, even though he had said it differently – almost coldly she found herself feeling a thrill when he said it. "I wanted to see you." She noticed he made no movement to take his finger away from under her chin.