Chapter 20 - Leave Monty alone.

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THE NEXT DAY

SALVATORE BOARDING HOUSE

Aella stood over Damon that next morning, watching as he smirked in his sleep; even when he was asleep he looked like he was maiming some animal or human.

Looking down at her right hand smugly, Aella stepped back to the foot of his bed and suddenly threw her right hand to the left. Damon flew from the bed onto the cold hard floor; he didn't even take the time to see who had attacked him and only had one thing on his mind; kill.

Aella quickly built up the air in the room and forced a shield in front of her just as Damon approached her, sending him back onto the cold hard floor with a loud smack!

Aella smirked down at the glaring Damon, "You're not going to catch me out like at the football game."

"But that was oh so entertaining," Damon chuckled darkly, still on the floor. He pointed at the witch, "I'm really starting to like you, Pixie."

"Too bad the feeling isn't reciprocated," She shrugged, walking over to Damon and showing him her phone, particularly the news article of the mountain lion caught. "This you?"

Just as Damon was about to answer, Stefan stepped into the room slightly, smirking at the twosome, "Nice wake-up, Damon?"

Damon laughed out loud, still on the floor, "Thought I'd step into Saint Stefan's shoes and slum it for the night."

Stefan smiled sarcastically back at Damon before looking to Aella, "Your toast is ready downstairs."

"Thanks," she smiled at him before looking down at Damon with a glare, "You can explain downstairs."

With that, she left Damon, kissing Stefan on the cheek and making her way to the kitchen.

Damon looked over at Stefan, motioning to his floor predicament, "A little help?"

"Sure," Stefan snorted, leaving the room and Damon.

Damon glared at his brother back, standing up and brushing the dust off his black jeans, muttering to himself as he made his way to the kitchen. "Now, I remember why I hated Saint Stefan: smugness, chuckling, and now cuteness !"

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"Ugh! That is too much PDA for the morning people!" Damon groaned as he walked into the kitchen to see Aella kissing Stefan in thanks for her breakfast. "That's Public Display of Affection for you, brother."

"He knows that acronym, Damon," Aella smirked, taking a bite of her toast.

"Lovely," he sat down and saw the TV was on mute, but the news banner at the bottom displayed 'ANIMAL TERRORISING MYSTIC FALLS CAUGHT.' "I see you're both admiring my work."

"Ha!" Aella choked on her water, "Admiring? More like hoping that Lion would have ripped you apart with it."

"Hey!" Damon looked to Aella, offended. "It was a mountain lion. A really big one. It attacked a hunter this morning, and now it's all over the news. ' Deadly beast captured. All's well in Mystic Falls .' You should be thanking me."

Stefan scoffed, "Thanking you? You started this whole mess!"

Damon slyly smiled at him, "That doesn't sound like a thank you, Stefan."

Stefan and Aella shared a look as she finished her toast; they had discussed Damon last night and wondered one thing... "Why would you cover your tracks, Damon?" Stefan asked, taking a seat next to his girlfriend.

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