There's a Damon's thoughts at the bottom. WARNING: FULL OF DELLA

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Perfect girls are found at every corner of the earth... unfortunately the earth is round

-unknown

I'm secretly happy I'm here...

I warm. So very, very warm.

There's a pressure around my stomach, and something hard yet soft is behind me. I should be freaking out. It's what a normal people would do when you feel something suspicious. Either that or open your eyes and see what the fuck is actually going on.

Of course I'm not normal.

So I don't do either of those things.

Besides. I feel so very, very warm and so very, very safe.

"You're awake." Yeah, random voice is enough to get me to open my eyes. And when I do, I realize something else that should freak me out. I'm not in my room; and—someone's arm is wrapped securely around my waist.

Not cool.

"Isabella, stop struggling and stay still." The voice sounds familiar, but my brain is still clouded with sleep making it hard to remember where I've heard it before. "I saved your ass yesterday. The least you could do is let me sleep."

Click. Everything falls into place.

My untimely abduction. Pearl torching me for information. Vampires—there are vampires here in Mystic Falls. But they're different than the Cullen's. Stronger, faster, smarter. And Damon; Damon is one of them. Damon rescued me. Damon kept me safe. Damon—holy shit I'm in bed with Damon!

"Bella." He groans into my neck. Again, I should be freaking out. Vampires and necks aren't really a good match, "Stop squirming."

I stop.

For now.

"Damon where am I?" I ask

"Here." Smartass

"And that is?"

"In my bed."

"Why?"

"Because I like you here."

Sighing I turn around—with much struggle—so I'm facing Damon. His eyes are closed, black hair messed up to perfection. He looks so peaceful that I can't help but bring my hand up and cup his cheek.

His eyes flash open.

Piercing, blue penetrating dull, brown.

"Bella." He sighs, pushing his head against my hand. "I'm so fucking happy you're ok."

"Hmm…me too."

"Don't be a smartass Just-a-Girl. We're having a moment. I don't have many of those."

I laugh. Long and hard. Then I realize—it doesn't hurt. It should hurt. I should be in a hospital from all the injuries I sustained. But at the moment, I feel like I could run ten miles.

"Damon…" My voice trails off. I don't know how to ask the question.

"That sounds like a we-have-a-problem voice. Please tell me it isn't."

"Damon…" I say again, "How the hell am I healed?"

He grins.

Damon's Thoughts

She fits so perfectly in my arms. All her soft, round edges fitting flawlessly with my strong, ridged ones. We're complete opposites, but we fit so perfectly together it scares me. All I know is that I never want to let her go.

Ever.

After Bella had passed out in my arms, I had booked it back to the boarding house. Her limp body hadn't put up a protest, making me anxious to see her pretty brown eyes again. When we finally made it to my house I had rushed her up the stairs and into my room. Luckily Saint Stefan wasn't home. He was probably too busy screwing Elena to care.

When Bella was finally lying on my bed I had looked over all of her injuries. And there were a lot. Her shoulder was completely dislocated, both wrist shattered, her left leg was hanging at odd angels, and her neck had a hole in it from where Pearl had bitten her. I was so happy that bitch was dead. But that wasn't the point. The point was that Bella needed medical attention, and since I've never been one for hospitals—

One bite to my wrist.

Drink baby, drink.

I gave her a lot of my blood. Enough to where I became too weak to even stand. So I crawled into bed with Bella, curling my body around her and letting her body take what it needed from mine. Sooner or later she stopped, and sooner or later I fell asleep. Clutching Bella to my body and refusing to let go.

Which brings us to here.

Bella's up—finally—and now she's freaking out about every little detail. She hasn't even realized that before I put her to sleep, I changed her out of her bloody clothes and into one of my shirts. I can't wait to see her face when that happens.

But no matter how angry she might be at me. I will never regret what I did.

She's safe now.

And that's all that matter.

So Bella's in Damon's bed, wonder what's going to happen? lol;)

Promise the next chapter will be posted tomorrow, or tonight. Depends on how my evening goes. Keep up your beautiful reviews and lovely comments. I like to hear your guy's ideas about what's going to happen, makes me think I'm doing my job right.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Della will be present in a lot of them coming up...actually almost all of them. Damon's not going to let Bella go anytime soon...willingly

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