Chapter eight

Defending "Damy"

Hey there, I'm back with the next chapter I know it has taken a while, but I'm in the middle of the examination period, so…I hope you forgive me. First of all I would love to thank cdaye8184! She has corrected my mistakes in this chapter and it helped me a lot Btw, her stories are amazing, make sure you check them out
Second I would want to thank all of you for reading this story. You guys are awesome.
Have fun reading!

Moonwolflove

Previous

She yawned, snuggled her head into his chest again and closed her eyes.

"Good night, Damy," she whispered softly.

He smiled, kissed the top of her head and whispered back: "Good night, sweetheart."

Damon had watched Ally sleep for a while, but after some time he had been too tired to keep his eyes open. His mind was somewhere on the edge between consciousness and sleep; aware of the sounds around him, but he dozed off to much to know where they came from.

The only sound that was able to reach his dark dream world was the sound of Ally's heartbeat, gently pounding in his ears.

He wandered through the darkness that his subconscious had made for him and he came across some bad memories that were flashing around him. He tried to ignore them in the best possible way. This was a ritual he had to undergo almost every night. Things he had tried to forget, haunted him in his sleep. Almost every night…except when he dreamed of Elena. In his eyes, she seemed like an angel who was able to scare all those evil things away. Those were the only nights where he found peace. This time Damon knew that he was dreaming, perhaps because one side of him was still quite aware. After all. he had to take care of Ally. What if she fell out of the bed? Or if she started sleepwalking? He had once seen that on TV…and according to him, sleepwalkers were a danger to themselves. They really had no idea what they were doing in their sleep.

The darkness of his mind was replaced by the semi-darkness of Elena's room, when he noticed another noise that didn't sound like Ally's heartbeat. It was completely different. He woke up, looked around the room, but didn't see anything special…the moon fell in a circle on the floor; white and so bright that it was almost unrealistic.

The noise had vanished and the silence hung around him like some kind of thick cloud.

Must have been the house, he thought. Houses did make noise too.

But they didn't walk…and they certainly didn't make a noise that sounded like footsteps. There was somebody downstairs.

He decided to take a quick look…you never knew…

He wanted to get up, but realized that Ally was still lying with her head on his chest. If he didn't pay attention, he would have waked her. He grabbed one of the thousand pillows that were lying on Elena's bed, gently lifted Ally's head and put it down again on the velvet pillow. She sniffed and for one moment he thought she was awake…but then she turned, still in a slumber.

She was in a beautiful land now…in a land with unicorns and pixies and all the other fairytale creatures kids were so amazed with.

He sneaked out of the room, went down stairs, and followed the direction of the noise. The footsteps were coming out of the living room…

"Ouch, damn it," he heard the familiar voice say. He would recognize it everywhere.

Elena…it was just Elena…nothing life-threatening…well…not in his opinion. She probably had run into something. Poor humans, they were really blind in the darkness.
The light flipped on and Elena started to scream, deafeningly. He realized after a millisecond that she must have been scared by his presence. She couldn't have impossibly heard him…there was no way she could have known that he was in the same room as she was.He quickly put a hand to her mouth and held a finger to her lips.

"Sshhtt," he hissed as silently as possible, after which he removed his hand.

"Damon! You scared the hell out of me!"

"Oh, sure I did. You had to see your face. It was all….aaggh," he grinned while mimicking a scared person's expression.

"It's not funny," she said angrily as she hit him against his arm. "Where's Ally? I swear that if something happened to her because of you then…" She didn't finish that sentence, but he knew more or less what she had intended to say. She would never forgive him…or want to see him again…or she would personally drive a stake through his heart.

"Relax," he said, but it had only made her angrier.

"Relax? Seriously? Ric called half an hour ago to tell me that Ally ran off and I'm supposed to relax?"

Ric…he couldn't have known. The traitor…You couldn't trust anyone anymore these days. He frowned. When had he ever trusted someone before?

"She didn't exactly run off," he said, putting quotation marks around the words as he spoke. "She only went out for an hour."

Elena folded her arms across her chest and stared at him angrily. God, her eyes radiated an attractive energy…She was so beautiful when she was angry…not that she wasn't every other second of the day. She seemed like a nemesis who was about to torment him. It made him feel guilty. But why would he feel that way? Ally was fine, safe and sound in her bed, dreaming about fairies and princesses. It couldn't be better than that, right?

"So she did run away? Oh, God, this is the last time I'm letting you take care of her."

Six hours ago he would have been very happy with those words, but now they felt like a threat. He wouldn't mind to take care of Ally again. On the contrary, he would love it. Because he had to admit he had started to like the little girl. She had found a way to his heart, that thing in his chest he had thought to be of stone and nonexistent.

"Where is she? You've brought her back home, right? Or not? Oh, no, Ally…", her voice changed into muttering and Damon felt a bit offended by the fact that she immediately thought the worst. For God sake, he wasn't the worst thing that could happen to Ally.

"Elena, she's fine," he spat through her murmurs. "She's sleeping."

Elena abruptly stopped and sighed in relief while putting a hand to her heart.

"Thank god".

"Oh…I think we'll have to make a little adjustment," he said when he heard the familiar noise pounding in his head.

He turned to Ally, who stood around the corner of the hall. She seemed a bit startled, afraid that she would be punished because she had been eavesdropping.

Damon motioned to her with a reassuring smile. She came closer, cautiously, and then stopped next to him while looking at Elena with a guilty look in her brown, doe eyes. She wobbled back and forth on her feet, her arms folded on her back. Jeez, she was so cute.

"Lena…I ran off myself…it's not Damy's fault," she said softly while taking Damon's hand in hers.

Elena watched her with a glance that could be described the best as confused- probably because of Damon's nickname- but it soon changed in compassion.

"Why, Ally?"

"I wanted to visit my daddy," she answered and Damon felt how her little fingers tightened their grip on his. She didn't like the "daddy" subject…it caused her too much pain.

"Oh, honey…why didn't you wait till I was back? We could have gone together…tomorrow perhaps. You are staying for a while, so we certainly would have found some time…Besides…why did you go alone? Why didn't you go with her?" Those last words were directed to Damon.

"Oh, is it already that late? I guess I had better go home," he said, ignoring her question.

Elena shook her head, bent down her knees and said "Come on, Ally. You should be in bed already."

Now it was Ally's turn to shake her head. Her long, brown curls jumped around her little face.

"I want Damy to tuck me in," she said softly, as if she was afraid to hurt Elena.

"Oh, okay," she said a bit crestfallen, but it disappeared as fast as it had come. "I think you've conquered someone's heart…Damy."

Damon rolled his eyes in exaggeration. She would keep calling him like that for the next six weeks…then she would become tired of it and eventually she would drop it. Six weeks…he could handle that.

"Come on, sweetheart. You've got to go back to dreamland," he said with a grin as he scooped Ally in his arms. She giggled and swung an arm around his neck.

Elena could hardly contain her laughter. She probably wondered how it could be that he and Ally got along so well.

Not weird, Damon thought. After all, he still didn't know it himself.

Back in the room he put Ally down on the bed for the second time that evening…and silently he hoped that she would stay there this time…he didn't mind to tuck her in, but even he had his limits.

He pulled the sheet over her and she threw her arms over it, while her big eyes were searching for his.

"Damy?"

"Yes?"

"Do you want to stay with me," she asked silently. "Please?"

He sighed…how could he resist so much cuteness? Besides, Stefan wouldn't miss him if he didn't come home tonight, so it wouldn't be much of a problem. The only thing he had yet to do was to kick Rics ass. But he could always do that later. Cause right now this little darling needed him …and he was inclined to do her bidding.

He took his place on the bed, allowed Ally to lay her head on his chest again and gave her a kiss on her head, after which she fell asleep…just like a little angel.

He was wide awake, listening to her breathing as it began to slow down.

Ally was already in a deep sleep when the door opened with a creaking sound. Elena looked up, surprised that he was still in the house and then he smirked "Sorry, Elena, but I guess you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight".

So…how did you like it? I hope it wasn't too boring.
Anyway, I'm still planning how this story will continue…but I already have a few ideas in my mind.
Stay tuned if you want to know what will happen next
Oh and I would love it if you guys took some time to review. It helps me a lot.
Thanks