Looks like we're taking a roadtrip [For nota_rolemodel and the_realsavior]

[prodigalsavior]

Damon stared at the phone in his hand for a long few moments, feeling more than a little conflicted. Werewolves in woods, a conversation, and Damon knew that it was right to give up. Knew he'd been right to tell Elena it was done, Stefan was gone. Klaus couldn't know she was alive, and Damon had to put that first, above Stefan, even

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[the_realsavior]

Elena was tired as she dragged herself out of bed with a soft sigh. She could smell the coffee and the bacon cooking which meant Ric was probably cooking and that she should probably put in an appearance but it was getting harder to care these days. There were times when she didn't want to even get out of bed anymore but she couldn't do that to Jeremy or Ric....or even Damon

[prodigalsavior]

He heard her before she came in, of course, his own breath holding, waiting for her to steady. When she moved in he heard the surprise, the concern underneath, and cast her a smile of his shoulder.

"That depends entirely on how you like your bacon. If you want if extra crispy, you may have to take over."

Nothing new was wrong, after all?

[the_realsavior]

"No, however you cook it is fine." She probably wouldn't eat all that much anyways. Turning to look at him as she finished fixing her coffee, she cradled the cup between her hands, taking a small sip as she watched him for a moment.

Then she had to ask. "What's going on?"

[prodigalsavior]

He shrugged a little, gave her a half smile as he got the bacon out, setting it on a paper towel covered plate to drain.

"In a minute." He didn't want to necessarily have this discussion, and it probably showed. "Eggs in bacon grease or butter?" Some people had strong preferences about such things.