A Reason for Standing Still [Tag TVD pups, but OTA]

Jan 11, 2011 14:51

There was some sort of running cliché that ran around in vampire fiction and movies where at least one vampire had to sit around brooding, raging against whatever fate had made of him. For all his admiration of Anne Rice, Damon had often wished someone would just stake Louis and put him out of his misery ( Read more... )

elena gilbert, adults only, faith lehane, cedric diggory, p3

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returningtiger January 11 2011, 23:42:07 UTC
Elena had come in looking for Damon, because she hadn't seen him and she wasn't sure why she hadn't seen him. Didn't he know by now how important he was to her?

She saw him at a table with a bottle and the worry increased. Not knowing what to do, she finally took a seat across from him.

"If I get my own glass, will you share?"

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:05:56 UTC
Damon had smelled her the moment she walked through the door, over the people in the room, and the whiskey and the blood, and tensed anyway, though it was imperceptible in his posture. She sat down, and he still didn't look up for a moment, not until she spoke, and then he favored her with a look that didn't give much away, all of those walls back up in place.

For all his bravado to Stefan, the implication that his baby brother would just have to learn to share, he really wasn't sure how things stood, actually, no. Especially given all of his...extracurricular activities. He'd kept it that way for just that reason.

"Technically, I could lose my job for that," he pointed out. "But if you're willing to risk it, why not?" Anyone who wanted to see her ID, he'd just compel into leaving them alone.

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returningtiger January 12 2011, 00:12:54 UTC
Elena shook her head. "No, I'm not risking your job, Damon," she said softly. "I'll order something else."

She flagged down the waitress and was glad to see that it was someone that she didn't know well and ordered a soda. When the waitress left, she looked at Damon.

"Why do you think I would risk your job?"

That wasn't what she wanted to ask.

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:32:30 UTC
Damon arched an eyebrow at the question. "I just meant you're underage," he said. He hadn't really been worried Phoebe would fire him for something like that. Somehow he thought girls who came back from the dead were probably outside the normal drinking rules anyway.

He leaned over and poured a healthy dose of whiskey in her soda, just to be contrary.

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returningtiger January 12 2011, 00:41:26 UTC
That caused her to laugh softly. "I sure don't feel like that. I mean I've died twice, and ended up here and now I'm going to be learning to shoot guns." She took a drink from her glass. "And I have three people that I love here with me."

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:47:37 UTC
"...You're what?" Of course she had people here she loved. Saint Stefan was here now, and Bonnie and what the hell did she mean about guns?

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returningtiger January 12 2011, 00:49:31 UTC
Leave it to Damon to make her repeat things.

"I said, I have three people that I love here with me," she said, rolling her eyes. "Bonnie, you and now Stefan." She took another drink and shifted slightly. "I'm going to learn to shoot a gun."

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 00:54:50 UTC
"Why?" Damon asked, though only after a very long pause in which he almost asked about the part where she included him on that list. Of course she'd say that. She was always trying to take care of him, and she'd want to let him down easy, or whatever.

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returningtiger January 12 2011, 01:04:36 UTC
She sighed. "Because I want to be able to do something to protect myself and the people I love. It's not fair that you should always be concerned with me getting hurt. When those zombie things attacked, I realized how useless I am in something like that. You have powers and can doe things. Bonnie has powers. What can I do? Look cute and die." She shook her head. "I'm tired of being a liability to you and Bonnie, Damon."

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 01:11:21 UTC
Possibly the whiskey was actually getting to him, vampire metabolism or not, because he laughed.

"Have you forgotten that we have so far managed to save you from...nothing?" he asked, though the words that followed the laugh were dark and bitter. "Who killed Katherine? You. What did I do against Klaus to save Vicki? To save Stefan? I was useless. Who saved him, saved all of us? You. I hardly think you're a liability, Elena."

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returningtiger January 12 2011, 01:14:33 UTC
"Katherine was hurting you," she said fiercely. "I had to do something to make her stop! I remember what she did to you and I wasn't about to let it happen any more. You have saved me many times, Damon, from things I didn't even realize I needed!" She eyed him. "You came back to help Bonnie when she summoned Stefan, Damon. You helped keep my best friend alive! That was more important to me than anything else you did. And those were special circumstances. Do you know what I did when those things attacked the village? I hid Damon."

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 01:19:51 UTC
Damon eyed her in return. "I wasn't out fighting them either, you know. Before you go getting any notions about my altruism. I had a drink and watched from my window, once I knew you weren't out in the streets."

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returningtiger January 12 2011, 01:23:33 UTC
"No, but if I had been out there and it had looked like I was in trouble, you would have been there in an instant, Damon. That much I am sure of."

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 01:30:53 UTC
He took a drink, looking at her over the edge of the glass. "Are you?"

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returningtiger January 12 2011, 01:32:32 UTC
She nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Yes, I am."

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prodigalsavior January 12 2011, 01:33:59 UTC
Damon smirked slightly. "Well. At least one of us is sure of something."

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