Bonnie had been up all night, searching frantically for spells, her small body couldn't take much more, with exhaustion threatening to take over.

"Have a rest Bonnie, me and Damon will look for something to help Meredith" Elena said softly, sitting down next to here on the carpeted floor of the Boarding House, where they had moved Meredith to before Bonnie's parents had time to come home.

The sheets of spells were scattered everywhere, while Meredith lay on the couch, still blissfully unaware of her surroundings.

"I can't" she protested weakly, her voice hoarse and tired, "These need to be translated to understand, so unless you know Greek there's no point, anyway I'm the one who did this, I have to make it right again"

Elena nodded, there was no point in arguing, Bonnie was stubborn but that's one of the things she admired most about her.

"I know Greek" Damon said from his place at the edge of the sofa, he looked distracted, his fists still clenched tightly, itching for a fight with however tried to leave Elena in a magic-induced coma.

"It's fine, honestly… I just want to make it up to Meredith"

"How about I make you some coffee then?" Elena offered, needing to feel a little less useless.

Bonnie's eyes light up at that, even when in a state of anxiety coffee could always make her feel that little bit better, "Please" she smiled, then it dropped suddenly and she started flicking through endless amounts of pages again.

Elena got up from the floor, making her way to the kitchen; she grabbed Damon's hand on the way out, dragging him along with her.

She made sure the door was fully closed before turning back to him, "Whatever you're planning stop it" she demanded.

Damon's head tilted to the side, "What makes you think I'm planning anything, Princess?" his voice was smooth, completely flawless. His hand took hold of hers, taking it to his lips he placed a soft kiss on it, his eyes shone so brightly they were almost hypnotising.

Elena had to mentally shake herself, forcing herself to think past his brilliant dark eyes, "I want to stop whoever did this to Meredith as much as you do but we have to be smart about this, there could be more than one person behind this"

"You have nothing to fear" he promised, his hand held her face, gently caressing her cheek, all train of thought no matter how little stopped in her mind, as she focused on him alone.

His lips descended on hers for a brief second, he pulled back to look at her with a small smile on his face, an image she never wanted to forget, it was on rare occasion that he ever truly smiled with no trace of a smirk in sight.

There lips meet again in passionate tangle of need; their kiss was even hungrier then ever as they had both waited so long to evoke their suppressed feelings. Elena's fingers intertwined with his thick black hair, pulling him closer to her while his hands roamed the length of her back before resting firmly on her hips.

It was in this position that Bonnie had walked in to witness. Her jaw dropped at the same second that her eyes widened.

Both their heads whipped around to see her standing there, dumbfounded.

"Bonnie!" Elena's voice was a tone higher, looking guilty at being caught.

Damon however looked more annoyed than ashamed, in that second he thought of whisking Elena away, to somewhere no one could find them, away from the person trying to harm her, and away from Stefan and away from all the unneeded drama that always seemed to find them. However he kissed Elena's neck instead, a smirk on his lips as he looked up again, to Bonnie's look of utter disbelief.

"I j-just came to check the…coffee" she stuttered, looking one last time at the scene in front of her before stumbling out as quickly as she could.

Elena turned back to Damon with her best angry expression for his adding of fuel to the metaphorical fire.

"I love it when you're mad" he said in an exaggerated voice, "It such a turn on" he winked playfully at her and though she'd never admit it, she smiled.

"I should go explain" she sighed, but he caught her hand before she left.

"I think it might go better if you get her coffee first"

"Good idea" Elena went towards the coffee machine, getting down a mug and preparing her speech on what she would say to justify herself to Bonnie.

"I have to make a few calls, I'll be upstairs if you need me" he came up behind her, moving her long strands of blonde hair away from her neck, then wrapped his arms around her waist. "I can't say I know what exactly is going on between us, but I can't hide the way I feel about you Elena" he whispered against her neck.

She realised it was the closest she was going to get for an apology, but her heart warmed at the thought that Damon, in his own unique way, was actually apologizing.

The pressure of his arms around her disappeared, as the coffee machine spluttered, filling the mug to the brim. She turned back to the empty kitchen, glad he had left before she had to explain what was going on between them, because honestly she didn't know, all she knew was that she loved him, and that was all that mattered.

She was halfway across the kitchen heading towards the doorway when her exit was blocked.

Stefan looked up at her with a beaming smile, his curly brown hair and eyes looked healthier than the last time she had saw him. The hunger behind his leaf-green eyes was faded, but she noticed none of this, she was frozen on the spot in terror.

"Ah my little lovely love, I've missed you so much" he murmured, coming closer to her.

Her hands began to shake, the coffee spilling from the edges and scalding her arms. Stefan took the mug before anymore was spilt, looking at her curiously as he set the mug on the table.

"I'm better now, I know I uh wasn't exactly myself before, but I've fed and I promise I'll never scare you again" he gently tucked her hair behind her ear and his touch made her come out of her unmoving trance. She jerked backwards, scrambling towards the countertop, her fingers slid along the worktop for anything she could use to protect herself. In mere seconds she was holding a frying pan in front of her, her outstretched arm trembling.

"Elena?" Stefan asked, looking around the kitchen in search of a threat that she was defending herself against but it was only him in here with her.

"Stay away from me, or I swear I'll scream" she ordered, her voice not as strong as it use to be, she didn't know why she was so scared, but images kept flickering through her head, Stefan's mouth covered in blood, his eyes burning in outrage, his canines extended and deadly, the predator stance of an animal preparing to fight.

His hand raised institutively into a gesture of control, trying to show her he meant her no harm, the pained look in his eyes sparked something inside her but the feeling was gone faster than it had appeared. "It's me, Stefan" he urged, desperate to remove the look of fear in her eyes.

Not thinking rationally, he took a small step forward.

"Damon!" she cried out. The kitchen door swung open, and even though everything happened too quickly for the human eye to follow, she felt immediate relief when she saw Stefan on the ground with Damon on top of him pinning him down by the shoulders.

Damon looked shocked for a second, glancing up at Elena's trembling form before looking back down at Stefan, "What did you do to her?" he growled through bared teeth.

Stefan used all his force to push forward, throwing Damon off him and slamming him into the kitchen wall, "Me? What did you do to her?"

"Looks like someone's been drinking something a bit stronger than animal blood" Damon said bitterly, noticing the difference in his brother's usual strength.

Stefan couldn't look at Elena, too ashamed, he hadn't been able to find any animals, not one, it was an impossible situation someone had chased them all away so he was left with a choice, starve or feed.

So he chose the latter. Though he still refused to drink straight from humans, opting instead for blood bags, he thought he would have been able to hide this small truth from Elena but he was too angry to make sensible decisions.

"You compelled her, didn't you?" he said making his way towards Damon.

"No" he spat, "Think carefully about what you imply next time you speak because I'm wondering now why I haven't staked you already"

"Well if you didn't compel her, someone did" Stefan turned back to Elena, who had lowered the frying pan, her eyes red with tears, "Look at her aura"

Damon had noticed it before; her pure golden aura that framed her body had a slight red tinge. He just thought it was because she was missing Stefan.

Damon's heart felt like it was being torn apart and stomped on as realization hit him like a ton of bricks. She didn't love him. She was compelled the whole time.

"It must be the same person who tried to curse her" he mumbled almost incoherently, unable to meet Elena's gaze.

"Someone compelled Elena to hate me? Then tried to curse her? Wait, start from the beginning, tell me everything that happened when I was gone" Stefan said with exasperation.

Elena and Damon shared a brief exchange of conflicted looks, not knowing whether to leave out the part about everything that happened between them…

I know I suck, I should have updated ages ago, but I hope you like it, let me know what you think. Byeee!