✾Chapter Twenty-four✾

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                 Damon and Daniella were lying on her bed. Her head was on his chest while his arm was wrapped around her frame. They were not sure how long they had been lying there, but neither really wanted to move. 

"How are you feeling now?" Damon asked in a whisper, letting his fingertips trace the side of her face.

She pushed herself up to stare at his face and have him a small smile, "I'm better, that shower helped a lot". She propped her head on her hand and asked, "Shouldn't you be checking on them?"

"If anything happens they'd call"

They were engulfed in silence once more, and Damon moved closer pulling her to his body once more. "Who'd have thought that Damon Salvatore was into cuddling?" She teased him with a grin spread wide on her face. 

He wasn't.

Damon Salvatore didn't like to hug much nor was he into cuddling. But it was her, only Daniella aroused that feeling in him; she was the one who made him need this.

He pulled her face up slightly and in a mock threatening tone he said, "Tell anyone and I'd kill you"

She laughed loudly and whole heartedly. Daniella was happy, elated, over the moon even. Her heart was soaring in her chest, then it started beating faster when Damon leaned down and captures her lips in a soft and very tinder kiss.

Her hand caressed his cheek softly, while his traveled down her body, pulling her closer. He pulled away and looked at her in the eye, "Not many things can scare me you know?" He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, and she tilted her head in confusion.

She wasn't sure what he was talking about. They were kissing and everything was fine, so she didn't understand what brought that question.

He pecked her lips the continued, "What happened all those years ago? How did you make the deal with Elijah?"

Her heart was racing in her chest. She knew he would ask that. She knew that it wasn't over. However, she had hoped to have more time. 

She pulled from him, turning away to look out of the window. In that moment of silence she drew in a long breath then said, "Do we have to talk about this now?"

"We don't. But I'm worried... Scared even. After what I saw today when you were doing that spell" he got off the bed, and stood in front of her, "I just want to understand"

"Did I scare you?" She wanted it to sound like a joke, but in all honesty, the possibility of that notion broke her heart.

Somehow Damon took the words for what they were, rather than the joke she had attempted to make of them. So, he held her hands in his and pulled her up. Holding her eyes in a sincere gaze he said, "You could be a green alien who feeds on the flesh of the living and I still wouldn't fear you"

She felt a lump forming in her throat and she tried the best she could to swallow it. Then she stood on her tip toes and gave Damon a small kiss of the lips.

"I promise I will tell you everything, but for now, can you hold me until I fall asleep?" She asked sweetly and he couldn't help but nod his agreement.

Damon was many things, being patient wasn't one of them. Of course, he could no longer wait. 

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"Finding me in the middle of the night, what could you possibly want, Damon Salvatore?"

Damon stared at the Original with stubborn eyes. He knew he shouldn't have done that, calling Elijah so he could answer his endless questions wasn't right.

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