Stefan took Elena off his chest and held her face equal to his: "I am sorry. Do you hear me?"

Elena: "Yes and I know you are."

Stefan kissed her forehead and laid her back on her bed: "I'll be back tomorrow. Would you like to go out tomorrow?"

Elena: "Yeah of course."

Stefan walked out the door and Elena got up from her bed to go look in the mirror. Her eye was swelling up and her lip was cut and she had multiple bruises. How could she go out in public looking like this? Maybe that's what she needed. She needs to be seen, seen by someone other than Stefan or Damon.

She heard someone knock at the door, and she knew that Damon would never knock; he would just come right in.

She went to her bedroom door and yelled: "One minute!"

No one said anything back; she didn't really think that they would.

She went to her front door and all of the sudden she saw her dead brother, Jeremy. What the hell was going on? Was someone playing some joke on her? Was this just a dream?

Elena: "Jeremy…what…what's going on? You're…dead…"

Jeremy: "No, I'm not…"

Elena: "Stop it."

Jeremy: "I love you Elena."

Elena was coming to her senses when she found out that this was all a dream. It was Damon standing over her saying "I love you Elena."

She jumped up a little startled: "Damon…you scared me…"

Damon: "Your eyes were fluttering like crazy, what were you dreaming about?"

Elena: "I was….nothing…no one."

Damon: "It's the Jeremy's dreams again, aren't they?"

Elena: "Yeah…I haven't had them in a couple of months. I guess I just miss him again."

Damon: "I can understand that. You know you can't go out in public with Stefan right? Not even a makeup artist can cover those marks up."

Elena: "You cant tell me what I can and cannot do."

Damon: "Fine go out and attract attention to yourself. Stefan will become angry and then he will compel the whole world to just ignore the marks that are on Elena Gilbert."

Elena: "So what? Then maybe we can live a normal life?"

Damon: "Normal? Seriously?! Nothing about this life that you two are living is normal. You should get butterflies in your stomach because you love that person, not because you are afraid of them."

Elena: "You're the reason I get the good butterflies, I love you, Damon."