Here is a scene that I think most of us wanted at the end of 3x18. It takes place after Stefan and Elena have their little chat but before Damon and Alaric find out the stake is missing. Everything that happened on the show has happened! ENJOY!

I left Stefan's room and headed towards the staircase. Before my foot hit the first step I looked to the left and saw light coming from Damon's room. I let out a small breath and made my way towards Damon's room.

The door was about halfway open, I lifted my right hand and knocked lightly as I pushed open the door just enough so I could walk in. Damon had just sat down at the edge of the bed; he looked up at me as soon as I walked in.

"What do you want Elena?" He asked. There was a slightly annoyed tone in his voice but I couldn't blame him after a day like he had who could blame him.

"I wanted to make sure you were OK." I said. I slowly walked towards him but stopped a few feet away.

"I'm alive." He said simply.

"I am happy to see that." I said trying to lighten the mood. I paused and looked away from him. "I was really worried about you today."

"Well…no need to worry. Like I said…I'm alive." He started to lie down on his bed but he was in so much pain that I felt like I was watching it in slow motion.

"Damon you are still covered in blood. You should take a shower."

"Elena." The aggravation in his tone was growing. "I can barely lie down; I am not going to be able to shower right now." I sighed and walked into Damon's bathroom. I grabbed a few small towels and soaked them in hot water. "What are you doing?" he called to me.

I walked out with the towels and sat down at the edge of the bed beside him. I gently picked up his left hand and started to wipe off the dried blood. The sight of all the blood was making me sick, but it wasn't the actual blood it was the fact that Rebeka came incredibly close to taking one of the most important people in my life away from me. "Are you still in a lot of pain?" I asked trying to keep my mind from thinking about how I almost lost him.

"You don't have to do this. I am fine. You can go home." He said keeping his eyes closed.

I hated how cold he was being towards me. But I only had myself to blame. I regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth that night but for some reason I never actually apologized to him for it. His love for me was obviously not a problem; the fact that he was willing to be the bad guy all the time just to save me was incredibly selfless.

"Do you honestly not want me here, or are you just saying that because you are mad at me?" I said. I placed his hand down by his side and reached over for his other.

"Elena I really don't have the energy for this."

I didn't say anything; I just continued to clean the blood from his body. I finished with his hand and moved to his chest. He was still wearing the same clothes. His shirt was ripped down the middle with blood all over the inside. The thoughts of losing him swept over me again and my eyes began to water. I tried my best to hold back but a few tears escaped my eyes and my nose started to get stuffy.

Damon opened his eyes when he heard the tiny sniffle. "I'm sorry." I said as I moved to get up so I could wash my face in his bathroom.

He grabbed my arm so gently that if I were moving faster I wouldn't have noticed. "What's wrong?" he asked. The aggravation was gone from his voice, all that was there was love, worry and concern.

"I'm sorry, I just…I just keep thinking about how close I was to loosing you today." I wiped a few more tears off my cheek.

"Hey." He said as he sat himself up a bit. He made a small noise that indicated that he was in pain.

"Damon lay down." I said. I hated that I couldn't control how upset I was, he didn't need this.

He brought his hand up to my cheek and wiped away one of the tears that was left on my cheek. "I'm OK." He said softly. "Don't get yourself all worked up for nothing." He said with the smallest smirk on his face.

"This time." I whisper back. "There is nothing stopping Rebeka from coming after you again. And we can't kill her because we have no idea if you are from her bloodline." I felt the tears start to build up in my eyes again. I came in here to comfort Damon after his awful day and here he was trying to make me feel better.

"I have an idea about that. But maybe I could tell you about it in the morning?" He asked.

"Yea of course." I grabbed the last clean towel and wiped off what was left of the blood on his neck. "I will head home. I will come by sometime tomorrow." I started to get up but he lightly grabbed my wrist again.

"It's late. Sleep here." He said simply as he started to sit up more. He took off what was left of his shirt and threw it on the floor.

"I don't live that far. It's fine."

"Elena…I would feel better knowing you were safe. Please?"

His voice was serious. I sighed and grabbed the towels that I was using and dropped them in the hamper in the bathroom. "Fine, I will stay." I said. I slid off my shoes and laid down on his bed beside him. It was quiet for a few seconds. "I am sorry about Sage; I know she was your friend."

He laughed, but the laughing motion hurt, I could tell by the small moan. "Sage wasn't my friend. Alaric is my only real friend." He said sadly probably thinking about the awful things Ric is going through.

"I am your friend Damon." I said with a little bit of hurt in my voice. I know we were fighting a lot but that didn't mean that I didn't consider him a friend anymore.

He took my hand in his and rubbed the top of it with his thumb. He turned his head so he was looking at me. "You are my soul mate, the love of my life."

I hope you enjoyed the story. I may continue with the Damon/Elena road trip that was in the 3x19 promo…We will see!

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