This missing scene begins after the end of Season 4 Episode 22, The Walking Dead …

Elena was with Jeremy when she saw Damon again. Alaric was with him this time. She had been so engrossed in being with her brother that she hadn't even thought about the time that had passed since Bonnie left them – not until she saw Damon's expression.

She gave it only a brief glance before going to Alaric and giving him hug.

"Rick," she said. "It's so good to see you."

He returned the hug, though only briefly, releasing her as he put the bottle down.

"One last binge?" Elena asked, looking at the bottle as she backed up and let Jeremy take her place.

"Damon's idea," he said as he hugged Jeremy.

Elena turned her attention to Damon and saw him rolling his eyes. Then he looked at her and asked, "Does it seem to you like too much time has passed since the witch said she would raise the veil?"

As she looked into Damon's eyes, Elena realized he was right. She had expected this all to end much sooner.

Damon pushed himself off of the trunk of his car. "We need to see what the delay is."

"I'll go," Jeremy said. "If Bonnie's having a problem, it's probably a vampire, and since I'm a Hunter…"

Damon scowled a little as Elena's brother started to leave. Then Alaric spoke.

"I'll go too," he said, and moved to catch up with Jeremy.

"Do you even know where?" Damon asked as they left.

"We'll start with where I pulled the stake out you," Alaric said. "I'm sure we'll find her."

Elena cringed at the mention of the stake. She turned to face Damon as he moved to lean against his car again.

"I'm really am sorry about that, about staking you." Elena said.

"Don't apologize," Damon said. "You meant to do it, you did it. I should have seen it coming."

"I wasn't myself," she said.

"Of course you were yourself – your vengeful self."

Elena closed her eyes and nodded her head. "Yeah."

"Before that you were your emotionless self. It wasn't my favorite version of you, but it was still you."

"The things I said, Damon…"

"Like telling me you only said you loved me because you were sired to me?"

She cringed again, and nodded. "I didn't …"

"You meant it," he interrupted. "It was your unfeeling logic, but you're back now. I don't want your apology."

Elena laughed a little. "Caroline wants me to apologize to her."

Damon smirked. "But you told her the truth?"

"Yeah," Elena admitted. "But I wouldn't say it now. I'll have to apologize eventually."

She was next to him, leaning against the car with him now.

"Apologize for the truth," he muttered

Elena shook her head. "For saying it, I would never had said it if my emotions were intact."

She was looking at him, though he had been staring ahead. Now he turned his head to look at her.

"It should be enough that your emotions are back. No one should demand that you explain or deny what you said when they were off, or while you were in revenge mode."

Elena sighed. "But they do. Caroline wants an apology, Stefan wants to lecture me about all of the stages he went through, what he thinks I need to go through."

Damon shrugged and looked away. "You picked these people to be close to you."

Elena looked at him, a little amazed that he was so different from the others. "You saved me – again. You brought me back, no matter what I said or did to you."

"I wasn't alone," he said softly, their eyes locked. "Stefan and the others did everything they could for you."

"It was the same with Stefan," she said, speaking just as softly. "You did everything you could to help him, to help me save him and bring him back when he was gone. You save him and me, but who helps you. Who saves you?"

Damon looked forward again. "He's saved me before." He turned back to her, "Hell, Elena, you've saved me before. More than once."

"Those were incidents," she said. "But if you were lost, like he was. Like I was."

"Then you and Stefan would come for me," he said.

"The point is, we haven't had to," she said, shaking her head. "You've got something neither of us has."

Damon shrugged, still looking away from her.

Elena hesitated. "Why are you the only one I can talk to, the only one I really want to apologize to?"

He didn't respond, but he looked at her as she added, "The only one I really want to be around right now. The only one who has made no demands of me."

He had looked like he was thinking, but he snapped out of it. "I have what I want. You're back to being the Elena I …"

She thought he might have said 'love', but wasn't sure.

"Nothing else, Damon?" She asked, "No questions?"

He looked away again. "Now that you're back, you'll tell me whatever you want me to know, you'll tell me when you're ready."

She hesitated, while he continued to stare in front of himself, apparently thinking again. She reached for his hand hesitantly, but he stood before her hand touched his.

"So you're yourself – before you 'turned it off'?" Damon asked her, turning to face her.

Elena nodded, though she couldn't read his expression.

"And do you still want what you wanted then?" he asked.

Elena was confused. She had an idea of what he meant, but he said he would let her tell him things in her own time. "What do you mean?" she finally asked.

"Do you still want the cure?"

Elena was stunned, but he looked like he was serious. "It's gone, isn't it?"

He started to say something, but was interrupted by his phone. She watched him as he pulled it out and looked at the screen.

He turned suddenly, saying, "Come on. Your former love needs help."

She rose and quickly followed him. "Stefan?"

Than brought a snort from Damon. "Donovan," he said, though she could easily see he was smirking.

Happy Mother's Day to all current and future mothers who read this.

Actually, if you missed it, Chapter 21 of this story is a Mother's Day story, though it was a different time then - and a different Elena.

For the first time in weeks, I am really looking forward to the next episode of TVD. I had to wait for awhile, but my Elena is back (though who knows what the TVD writers will turn her into…)