Stefan and Delena: Origin

{20} Starting to get there

It had been over half an hour and Damon hadn't woken up yet. I knew he would wake up, I was just getting impatient. I had so much to tell him. I sat down on my bedside table next to Damon, stroking his hair. Stefan walked in my room and sat down set to me, smiling.

"He not up yet then?" He asked.

"Not yet, any minute now though." I smiled back.

"Listen Elena, we need to talk..." Stefan started to say. Before he could continue his sentence, Damon's eyes flung open and he gasped for air. He started to cough, I patted his back.

"What happened? Why am I here? I was in a car... Elijah..." Damon trailed off, trying to make sense of himself.

"Damon, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean any of the things I said. I was too harsh, I really don't know what got into me." Stefan told him.

"It's fine... I don't know what got into me either..." He replied.

"Elijah said you were compelled." I explained.

"What? No I wasn't." 

"Then why did you not have any idea how you got to the woods?" I asked. 

"Well. I guess I... I... I don't know. I can't remember." 

"Do you remember us arguing?" Stefan asked.

"Yeah, I remember storming off. After a few hours I was ready to come back home, and the next thing I knew I was in the woods."

"Oh... Well I got you a few blood bags." I said sweetly, handing him one.

"Stefan, can I talk to Damon alone?" I asked.

"Sure, but Elena I still need to talk to you..." Stefan replied.

"OK but later." I told him, giving him a friendly shove out the door. I closed it behind me and walked over to Damon.

"I'm so glad you're okay." I smiled.

"Elena, why wouldn't I be?" Damon asked, setting down an empty blood bag next to him.

"I don't know. But when someone you love just... Disappears, you can't help but worry..." I trailed off.

"That's sweet." Damon smiled. He moved on my bed so I could lie next to him. So I joined him, I lied on his arm and we both fell asleep like that.

And it couldn't have gone better.