AN: I'm taking liberties with the affects of blood sharing between vampires. Creative license!
Oh and just so everyone knows – I have NO idea where this is going. I'm basically just winging it so bear with me please, updates may take a bit.
I OWN NOTHING! ;)
He wakes up in his bed, wearing nothing but a pair of jogging pants. His head hurts and he can't seem to grasp his memories from last night. He remembers being on the couch, Alaric, and ... Stefan? The thought barely registers and he's already certain his brother had been here.
Damon groans and sinks further into his pillows. What the hell happened yesterday?
He closes his eyes and is immediately assaulted with a vision of Klaus standing, smirking in front of him with a stake in his hand. He feels the edge of panic creeping in around him as the stake comes closer toward - His eyes shoot open and the vision fades.
What. The. Hell?
"Hey, you're up."
Damon's head jerks around to his bedroom door where Alaric is leaning against the door. His face is a mask of concern but Damon is more focused on the cup in his hand, or more importantly, what he smells inside the cup.
"Aw, Ric, you brought me breakfast in bed. How domestic of you," Damon taunts, trademark smirk in place.
Alaric rolls his eyes as he moves toward the bed. "Well I see you're feeling better." He says as he hands the cup over.
Damon doesn't answer but his eyes shine with amusement over the rim of the glass. Alaric can't help the amused chuckle.
Damon finishes off the glass quickly, too quickly really, and sets it down on his bedside table. He turns to Alaric who has now perched on the side of Damon's bed, concern evident on his face.
"Seriously man, how you feeling?"
Damon frowns. "Fine, I think. My head hurts."
Alaric nods. "Stefan said that would probably happen."
So Stefan had been here as Damon expected. "So Stefan was here then?" He asks out loud
Alaric frowns and the concern on his face becomes more prominent. His eyes move over Damon's face, assessing him for... something. Damon's not sure what.
"You don't remember Stefan being here?"
Damon rolls his eyes. "Of course I remember him being here. I was just double checking," he continues at Ric's sceptical look. "Okay, so it's a little blurry, but I know he was here!"
"What else don't you remember?"
Xx
Alaric spends the next hour filling Damon in on what happened the last couple of days, at least the parts he knows anyway. They don't really know what Klaus wanted, or what he did to Damon, although it's not hard to piece together considering how they found him.
Damon listens silently as Alaric explains the past two days. So the dick hybrid had captured him and from the sounds of it tortured him; Damon was glad his memory was foggy on that part. Klaus had been alive for thousands of years; he'd probably picked up some creative torture techniques.
"So Stefan saved my ass huh? What'd he do that you as an expert vampire hunter couldn't figure out?"
Alaric glared without any heat. "I get the feeling your mocking me." Damon made a dramatic display of being shocked at the accusation and Alaric just rolled his eyes. "He gave you blood."
"You couldn't figure that one out yourself? Geeze Ric, I may have to consider looking for a new partner in crime."
"If you'd shut up long enough for me to finish... He gave you his blood."
Damon's eyes widened noticeably. "Great..."
Xx
Stefan was at the abandoned house, once again trying to open the locked coffin. He couldn't shake the feeling that whatever was inside was important. He had to get it open or this would never end. He'd never be safe; Damon would never be safe...
He shook his head in an effort to clear the images of Damon's still body. Contrary to what Elena and Alaric believe, he hadn't ignored his brother being in danger; he'd simply ignored the messages that would have told him his brother was in danger. He'd assumed it wasn't important...
"Still saving me huh?"
Stefan sighs and clenches his eyes shut. He's not sure what kind of mood he's going to find Damon in when he turns around. He's sure by now that Alaric has told him what happened.
"Can't really ignore me now, can you brother?"
Stefan turns around abruptly and fixes Damon with a steely glare. "Don't do that," he grounds out between clenched teeth.
Damon shrugs innocently. "You did it, not me."
"I'm sorry, Damon. Next time I'll let you die." He responds sarcastically.
"Yeah, right, I'm fairly certain we can trace everything that has happened throughout the last 145 years to the fact that you can't let me die."
He doesn't sound angry. Not like before when Stefan revealed that he'd stopped Damon from killing Klaus to protect him from the sired hybrids. Stefan can't place the tone, or Damon's mood. It makes him uneasy.
"Are you alright?"
Damon nods in place of answering. Stefan accepts it with a slight nod of his own. He's not sure why Damon's here or what he's supposed to say.
"He wanted the coffins, Klaus." After talking to Alaric a lot of the past two days has come back to him, although it's all still a little foggy.
Stefan nodded again. "I figured as much." He pauses to study his brother. He looks normal, but still Stefan can see flashes of his still, bleeding body. Last night brought him back to when Damon was bitten by Tyler, back to 1864 when he watched Damon get shot and fall down, dead. He'd looked the same all three times. Stefan can't handle it again.
"I think you should leave."
Damon looks confused. "What are you-"
"Mystic Falls, Damon. I think you, and Elena, Alaric, Caroline, Bonnie... all of you! You need to pack up and get the hell out of here. It's not safe."
Damon laughs. He actually laughs.
"Are you kidding me? Do you actually think I'm going to leave town because of Klaus?"
"Yes, Damon! Look what happened! You almost died; I sat there holding your dying body!"
Damon rolls his eyes. "Nobody seems to understand what a vampire is ... I'm already dead Stefan!"
"It's not the same thing and you know it! I'm talking dead as in no longer existing. Just gone!"
Damon looks annoyed and it pisses Stefan off. He can feel his brother's nonchalant attitude and it makes him angry to know that it isn't just an act, Damon truly doesn't care that he almost died, that he almost left Stefan!
"You really don't care." It's not a question.
"You'd know now wouldn't you? After all, you can feel it." His tone has turned slightly bitter.
"Yeah, Damon I can feel it! I can feel you. Which means that when you inevitably get yourself killed because of your stubborn pride, I'm going to feel that to, and it's going to kill me!"
Damon's face softens completely. He can't even bring himself to be angry with Stefan for creating a mind link between them. Not when his brother looks and sounds the way he does now – broken. If there was ever any question about whether Stefan's emotions were on or not, it was just answered. But it doesn't mean he's going to pack up and leave.
"And how do you think I'm going to feel when one day you get killed because of your Klaus vendetta and I feel it half way across the world?"
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