Wendi stood there, her fingers knotted. "Wendi?" Damon said, surprised by her sudden knock. She gave a forced smile and looked past him, into his room. "Is Elena with you?" Damon eyed her curiously and then nodded, "Um, yeah. She's in here." He opened the door wider for her to step in. Elena sat at the end of the bed, her eyes on the TV. "Elena?" Wendi asked, as she walked into Damon's room, Damon stood behind her with cautious eyes. Elena whipped her head round, her eyes meeting Wendi's. "Oh, hey Wendi." She smiled. "What's up?" She added in question. Wendi smiled at her and walked over to her, "I just wanted to thank you for helping. It was very brave what you did."

"Oh, that's ok."

"No, it's not." Wendi replied stubbornly, "It's really not. What we asked you to do was very hard. You should be proud of yourself; it's not really the easiest thing to do."

Elena's lips parted, unknown of a reply, "Oh, thank you."

"No, thank YOU. Thanks to you, Caroline is alive." Wendi stated as she managed to hide a sniffle as if she was about to release a tear. "I'll leave you two alone now." She murmured, turning her back on them both and quickly dashing out of the room, slamming the door from behind her. Damon looked at Elena with a freaked out expression. "Is she ok?" Elena asked. Damon shrugged, "God knows, I've never seen her open up like that before. She normally keeps herself and thoughts maintained."

"I hope she's ok." Elena hoped, looking down at her legs that dangled over the edge of the mattress. Damon walked over and sat beside her, "Nah, she won't be ok. She'll be fucking bouncing in no time!" Elena laughed at his joke and before she could reply Damon grabbed her waist and pushed her back onto the bed, his big frame hovering her small one. His lips came down to hers, feeding her passionate kisses until she was breathless. He eventually pulled away after a moment, letting Elena catch her breath. "Thank you, though." He whispered, nuzzling her neck. She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "For what?"

"For giving up your blood. Wendi is right, you are brave."

"Mmmm..." Is all Elena could manage as Damon began grazing his teeth along her neck again as before. "Although, you did seem to be enjoying yourself." He whispered, his lips at her ear, his voice husky. "You was right, it does kinda feel good. Weird but good." Damon chuckled down her ear, making her breath escalate. "I could've made it hurt." He whispered. She breathed and a soft laugh escaped her lips, "Just shows you like me, eh?" He laughed as Elena began sliding her hand gently down his chest and his laughter immediately died down into a low moan of arousal. Damon bit down on his bottom lip hard, trying to contain his control. Before Elena's hand could glide further along his abs his hand quickly gripped her wrist, stopping her motion. "Don't." He growled into her ear, his breath on his neck. "Why not?" She asked innocently as her other hand began playing with his hair. "I haven't got the best control."

"I don't want you to have control."

"You don't know what you're saying." He muttered, pulling away and standing up from the bed, turning his back to her. Elena sat up, looking up at him in confusion. "Did I do something wrong?" She asked and with that Damon smirked. How much more adorable can she get?, he thought.

"No, you did nothing wrong." He smiled, shaking his head as he slowly turned back to face her. Their eyes met and Elena refused to return his smile, holding her confused expression. "Damon, I was only...you know, nothing..."

"I know, i know." He replied, holding his hands up and walking back over to the bed, sitting beside here. "I know, it's just...you have to remember I'm not the same as you...I can lose control just like that." He snapped his fingers, glancing at her through hooded eyes. "I understand but are you saying you wouldn't...want to?"

He immediately shook his head, "No! I would, but it's a little soon ya'know...and I...I don't feel like you're ready for that yet."

"I wouldn't say I am." She admitted, averting her gaze. He took her face in his hands, looking her deep in the eyes. "I accept that. Don't worry. I love you."

"I love you more." She grinned, her cheeks flushing a pink blushing colour. He chuckled and crashed his lips down to hers, bringing them both into another passionate kiss. "Impossible." He growled against her lips, wrapping his arms tightly around her. A giggle escape her lips in between their passionate kiss.

Meanwhile Wendi was in the kitchen, cleaning up and putting the dishes away. Stefan came in and leaned against the doorframe, "Hey, look..." He began and Wendi looked up at the ceiling, her back to him. She let out an annoyed sigh and turned round to face him, her hand leaning upon the kitchen counter and her other hand on her hip. "I'm sorry about how I acted earlier...it's just, Caroline being ill and using Elena's blood...it's just been a nightmare."

"What, and you think you're the only one who's feeling this way? You think I don't feel like I'm losing insanity right now?"

"Oh, Wendi! Please...let's just cool it?"

"Cool it!?" She exclaimed hysterically. "Cool it!?"

"I've been cooling it for my last 356 years and tonight I am being told to cool my heels? Go look in the mirror!"

"Wendi, I'm sorry ok? I just wanted to apologise. We're al stressed out here after everything that's happened! Please!" He begged, stepping closer to her.

Wendi scowled up at him and turned away, continuing to spray the kitchen counter and wiping it down with a kitchen cloth. She tried her best to block him out, Wendi had always been so close to Stefan, they were like best mates but when Stefan would treat her like nothing her heart would immediately break. They weren't lovers or anything intimate like that, they just had a very strong bond that not many other vampires fulfilled had it was a privilege to have such a friendship between the two of them. Stefan could never stand it when Wendi would turn her back on him. Stefan placed his hand upon her should, drawing his face into her hair, sighing tiredly. "Please." He begged and Wendi looked up at the ceiling, letting out a gust of breath. She was just as stressed and tired about everything as he was and when she took time to reconsider the whole situation she came to terms with it and gave in, turning around to face him. "Sorry." She mumbled grumpily as he wrapped his arms around her, letting her bury her face into his chest. "It's ok. We're both stressed out by everything right now." Wendi scoffed into his chest as she hid her face, her eyes beginning to fill with upcoming tears. "Tell me about it." Stefan stroked her head comfortingly, trying to make her feel better. After a long moment Wendi smield into his chest, letting out a tired sigh. She soon enough pulled away, rubbing her eyes, "Sorry but if I stay wrapped in another one of your cosy hugs all night I think I may just fall asleep."

"Are my hugs really that comforting?" He asked, a little surprised. She nodded, "Shamefully, yes."

"Shamefully!?" He exclaimed with laughter as he raised an eyebrow.

She laughed and turned away to finish off the cleaning, "Shamefully they do make me realise how tired I really am, especially at the best of times when I don't notice."

Stefan nodded and turned to exit the kitchen, "Well then, you and I should both head up for some decent kip then." Wendi shook her head, "No, I must finish down here." Stefan groaned and took the spray and cloth out of her hand. "Let me do that, you go up and get some kip." Wendi looked up at him in unreasurrance. "You sure?"

"Yes. Now go!" He commanded and Wendi took his face into her hands, leaving a tender kiss on his forehead, "Thank you."

Elena and Damon remained laid sprawled out flatly on his bed together, their arms wrapped around each other. "Oh, shit..." She mumbled, pulling away from his embrace. "What's wrong?" Damon asked, watching her scramble off the bed to reach out for her jacket that was on the floor by his bedroom door.

"I'm late! I told my mum I'd be back by 6."

Damon chuckled, his head falling back into the pillow! "Oh, Elena I really was hoping you wouldn't notice and just fall asleep right into my arms."

Elena glanced across to him in shock, her mouth falling open. "What!?"

He shot her a crooked smile, "A first nice moment together...ruined." He muttered, rolling his eyes and looking back towards the TV. Elena sighed. "I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you?"

"How?" He questioned his eyes meeting hers. Elena thought for a moment, "Dunno, you tell me."

"Let me drive you back." He replied, smiling softly.

Elena nodded in agreement. "Ok."