O.K., what had made it back with him. Pipe, flashlight, toolbox? All present and accounted for. The kit had a few new dents in it, courtesy of one exploding lab bench, but the hinges still open and shut. He didn't need it tonight. A bottle of mixed pharmaceuticals extracted from it was enough in case something tried to eat them or Scarecrow's
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Elena had changed that. By instinct, Stefan looked for her beside him in the bed, but wherever he was, it wasn't home. And this sluggishness, he realized, wasn't just in his half-asleep thoughts (how did he get here?), but also his body. He'd experienced weakening by vervain just a couple of weeks ago, and weakening by hunger, or just... being able to compare the paucity of his usual diet against the high that came with imbibing human blood. He was far too familiar with the sensation of suddenly feeling slower, weaker... but even on the animal diet, he ( ... )
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But then, the reason he'd let himself go out into the Founders' Day crowds was because he trusted himself to be able to control his hunger. Because Elena believed he could. Elena. It was at her behest that he'd left her with John Gilbert, and at the time, he hadn't been thinking far beyond the unexpected fear of losing his brother. One nod from her was all the encouragement he'd needed to run after Damon - if he'd been a little more careful, if he'd taken the time to wonder what John had ( ... )
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