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Chapter Ten
Alaric sat on the edge of the bed looking at Damon. He noticed that Damon looked a lot younger in sleep, not only that; Damon looked innocent. He looked like a normal twenty-five year old guy who was just sleeping off his hangover. No matter how much Alaric wished their lives could be that simple, he knew it wasn't ever going to be a possibility. He sighed.
As he was observing Damon, he missed the door opening. Caroline had stepped inside and was wearing a small smile. Alaric realized that he had been staring openly at Damon and averted his eyes.
"Oh don't stop the creepy but cute stalking thing you got going on just because I'm here." She said.
"I wasn't stalking- why are you here? Is everything alright with Bonnie and Jeremy?" He asked
"Oh right, Bonnie woke up and wanted to talk with you. She says that she knows where the witch is and wants to talk to you about that."
"Why me specifically?" Alaric asked curiously. Damon groaned something unintelligible in his sleep.
"I don't know, Ric. I'm just the messenger." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Okay, I'll be right out, can you look after Damon?"
"Of course I can look over your boo!" She exclaimed. He grimaced at the nickname she had given Damon. Thank god Damon was asleep.
"He's not my boo- oh forget it." He realized there was no point in arguing with the young woman. He left the room.