Bella's POV

All my ears were willing to listen to was the whisper of his voice. It was deep, yet soft and gentle. It was the only thing that I would jump through fire to hear. He was standing in front of me. His features bright and well; bearable.

Compared to how he had been. Something was out of place though. Damon had lain his rough hands on the side of my blushed cheeks. He gave me a peck on the lips, smiled, and then he began fade, and disappear. My eyes widened in fear as I knew he was leaving me.

"Damon, stay with me." I begged over and over. "Don't go." I cried, the tears running hastily down my cheeks.

"Bella, I love you." His voice was but a whisper. Then the exact moment I blinked, he was gone. I could do nothing more, but let myself fall to the ground, for any strength I had left was from him, and he was gone.

"Damon." I sobbed on the floor, watching the carpet soak up my tears. "I love you too." I spoke too late, and cringed at the fact that I was all alone.

Then I awoke. My body jolted up and my breathing became heavy. As I looked down, I hadn't realized that Damon's arm's that were once wrapped around my arms, were now at my waist. He seemed weak still, but better than before. I took my fingers and pinched myself quickly, making sure I was not asleep still. Having a dream within a dream was always the worst, especially if all of the dreams were surrounding the one I loved dying over and over again.

Another thing I also realized was that my arm was still hooked up to the i.v. that was taking blood from body, and filling up a blood-bag for Damon to drink. I wasn't sure how long this was going on for. I know that Stefan would let me rest and give me a break long enough for my blood to recirculate itself in my body, but I could only keep this charade up for so long until it started messing with my own physical health. I was already losing weight because of the blood loss, but I knew I shouldn't have been complaining. The good thing is that I was helping Damon have a better chance of surviving.

"mm, Love," Damon whispered softly in my ear, "rest. You need it."

"The only one who should be getting rest right now is you, Damon." I whispered back, laying my head gently against his. I began to rub him softly, only to help him drift off better that way. It worked. He went back to sleep not too shortly after, and I tried resting him with him, but way too much was on my mind for me to even consider sleep.

"Good he's finally asleep." Stefan smiled relaxed.

"He has been for a while now, Stef." I admitted, continuing to rub Damon's arms softly. "How's he doing?"

"Good, your blood is helping sustain him for a while."

"Is he going to be okay?"

"Yeah, he's going to be okay."

"Thank God." I sighed out relieved.

"You really love him, don't you?" Stefan smirked.

"What's not to love." I smiled back in return. "I thought I was going to lose him the other day. It scared me like nothing else had before."

"Well, you saved him, Bella. I seriously owe you."

"You don't owe me anything, Stefan." I smiled gently. "The only important thing right now is that Damon's going to be okay." I looked down at Damon's fragile, sleeping face and planted a kiss on his forehead softly.

"Well on my brother's behalf… Thank you."

"Don't mention it, Stef. How's Elena doing by the way?" I asked curiously.

"She's doing alright."

"She covered for me right?"

"Yeah she did. Technically you're in Georgia right now visiting an old friend. You won't be back till later tonight."

"Sneaky." I laughed, watching as Damon changed his sleep position, holding me tighter to him.

"You know my brother has never showed this much 'real' affection to anyone he's just met before. You're special to him, Bella."

" I guess so." I whispered softly.

"So, is there anything I can get you?"

"A glass of water would be nice." I admitted politely.

"Alright I'll be back soon." He went into the kitchen to fetch me a glass of water. While I waited, I noticed a women standing outside the house. My eyes widened in terror, and the bite forever planted on my wrist began to ache greatly. I screamed out in slightly pain and apparently it was so loud I managed to wake up Damon and have Stefan scatter back into the room the glass of water.

" Jules is here." I whispered frightened and my fright grew as I heard both Damon and Stefan let out a low growl. Damon began to get up, and it made me quickly grab his arm. He was not going anywhere. Whether he wanted to or not. "Damon, stay." I whispered.

He turned his blue eyes away from me, focusing himself on the blonde haired lady in a plaid shirt and jeans, standing outside of the house. "Is that women insane?" Damon growled lowly.

"Damon, just stay out of this. Once was enough alright?"

"Well you can't go out there either, brother." Damon mused.

"Of course I can." Stefan smirked and went outside to face Jules. Whatever it was about that girl I did not like the looks of her.