EPOV

I awoke suddenly as a loud blast shook the house. Thunder. I shook violently as the rain pelted the house and a flash of lightening light up the night sky. I got out of Stefan's red silk bed and padded over to Damon's room.

Inside, Damon was tossing and turning in his sleep. He was sweating muttering inn Italian so I couldn't understand what he was dreaming about. I was surprised, however, that it was possible for vampires to have nightmares.

"Damon!" I screeched as another course of thunder shook the house. "Please! Wake up!"

I clutched my dressing gown to me as I shook Damon.

"Whaaa? Whaz the madder?" Damon mumbled and stared at my shaking form.

Thunder roared outside and I jumped. "Please make it stop..." I whispered.

"Oh. Sorry." The rain seemed to slow down and the thunder ceased. "Better now?"

"Yeah. Sorry to wake you... What were you dreaming about? It looked like you were having a nightmare."

"Did it? I can't remember what it was now." Damon said. Now that the clouds had disappeared I could see that the sun was rising.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"For those that the sun doesn't harm, yes, it is beautiful."

"I hope Stefan is okay..." I worried. "I'm going downstairs to get some cereal. See you later."

"I'll make you breakfast," Damon said and virtually jumped out of bed. He had on only boxer shorts, but in under a second he zipped around the room and stopped back where he started fully dressed and clean.

"I wish I could do that." I muttered and headed towards the door.

All Damon said was "That can be arranged." Then he picked me up and dashed downstairs. I was in my seat at the table before I could register what was happening.

"So what'll it be? Eggs? Bacon? The whole shebang?"

"I'm happy with cereal." I replied.

"Such a disappointment." Damon sighed but before I knew it the cereal was in front of me in a flash.

"Thanks." I yawned and ate a spoonful.

"So what should I have?" Damon grinned. I nearly choked on my Cornflakes.

"Relax! Just because I'm a vampire it means I can't eat a normal breakfast?" Damon whined.

"Yes."

"Ingrate." He said. I just rolled my eyes.

"If you want my blood, all you have to do is ask."

"Can I have your blood?"

"A little..."

I pricked my finger with the end of my earring and let him lick it.

"Happy now?"

"No"

"Now who's the ingrate?"

Damon sighed dramatically, then went back up to his room.