The next morning
Elena woke up by noises coming from downstairs. She rubbed her eyes and checked the alarm clock. Nine o’ clock. Time to get up. She put on her dressing-gown and her slippers and walked down the stairs. The noise came out of the kitchen. She walked in and saw Damon making breakfast. He was baking pancakes. Elena sniffed the scent and sneaked up behind Damon. She threw her arms around his waist, laying her head on his back. Damon placed the pan off the cooker and turned around. “Did I wake you?” he asked a little concerned. Elena nodded. “But that’s okay. I want to be the first to have a taste” Damon reached out to a plate with a pile of pancakes. He took the upper pancake and held it in front of Elena. “They’re so thin” Elena noted. “Pancakes are supposed to be thick” “No, American pancakes are supposed to be thick” Damon corrected Elena. “It doesn’t hurt to try something else every once in a while” Elena looked suspicious at the pancake. “So, what kind is it then?” she asked careful. Damon smirked. “It’s a recipe from Belgium. They’re supposed to be really good in the food area” “What’s the difference, other than the thickness?” Elena asked. Who knew what those crazy Belgian people put in their food? Just because they liked their food, didn’t mean she would. Look at the British people. They thought their meals were good, and it probably was good, if you’re not used to better. “They use regular milk instead of buttermilk” Damon said. “I thought regular milk makes you fat” Elena said frowning. Damon raised his eyebrows. “Elena, these are pancakes, they make you fat anyway. But one’s not going to hurt” he said and he put the pancake in Elena’s mouth. Because his fingers were in her eyesight she noticed his index finger looked different. She took his hand and had a closer look at it. “What happened?” she asked carefully touching the finger. Damon shivered, because it hurt, but also because Elena touched him so gently. “An accident” he said soft. “You need to take care of it” Elena said worried. “When did this happen?”
“Two days ago” Damon answered and the memory of it made his eyes go wet. Not because he was in pain, but because he was angry. He was never humiliated like that ever before.
“I’ll get the first aid kit, you stay here” Elena said and she left the kitchen.
Elena woke up by noises coming from downstairs. She rubbed her eyes and checked the alarm clock. Nine o’ clock. Time to get up. She put on her dressing-gown and her slippers and walked down the stairs. The noise came out of the kitchen. She walked in and saw Damon making breakfast. He was baking pancakes. Elena sniffed the scent and sneaked up behind Damon. She threw her arms around his waist, laying her head on his back. Damon placed the pan off the cooker and turned around. “Did I wake you?” he asked a little concerned. Elena nodded. “But that’s okay. I want to be the first to have a taste” Damon reached out to a plate with a pile of pancakes. He took the upper pancake and held it in front of Elena. “They’re so thin” Elena noted. “Pancakes are supposed to be thick” “No, American pancakes are supposed to be thick” Damon corrected Elena. “It doesn’t hurt to try something else every once in a while” Elena looked suspicious at the pancake. “So, what kind is it then?” she asked careful. Damon smirked. “It’s a recipe from Belgium. They’re supposed to be really good in the food area” “What’s the difference, other than the thickness?” Elena asked. Who knew what those crazy Belgian people put in their food? Just because they liked their food, didn’t mean she would. Look at the British people. They thought their meals were good, and it probably was good, if you’re not used to better. “They use regular milk instead of buttermilk” Damon said. “I thought regular milk makes you fat” Elena said frowning. Damon raised his eyebrows. “Elena, these are pancakes, they make you fat anyway. But one’s not going to hurt” he said and he put the pancake in Elena’s mouth. Because his fingers were in her eyesight she noticed his index finger looked different. She took his hand and had a closer look at it. “What happened?” she asked carefully touching the finger. Damon shivered, because it hurt, but also because Elena touched him so gently. “An accident” he said soft. “You need to take care of it” Elena said worried. “When did this happen?”
“Two days ago” Damon answered and the memory of it made his eyes go wet. Not because he was in pain, but because he was angry. He was never humiliated like that ever before.
“I’ll get the first aid kit, you stay here” Elena said and she left the kitchen.
Anna materialized in the ICU. The doctors had brought Cas here. There was nothing they could do as long as they didn’t have the donors they needed.
Anna, holding a pair of kidneys in her left hand and a liver in her right hand, quickly walked to the bed. She removed the sheets with her mind and cut open Cas’ belly. While blood streamed alongside Cas’ unconscious body and on the matrass, Anna put the organs in their rightful place.
The monitor started beeping and Anna vanished, when a team of doctor’s came rushing into the intensive care.
“I need to talk to security” the doctor said, when he’d fixed up Cas’ properly. “Someone was here. Someone attempted to kill this man”
“Someone who gave him the organs he needed?” his assistant frowned. “Why would anyone do that?”
“I don’t know” the doctor said. “But I want someone to keep an eye on him, as long as he’s here”
Anna, holding a pair of kidneys in her left hand and a liver in her right hand, quickly walked to the bed. She removed the sheets with her mind and cut open Cas’ belly. While blood streamed alongside Cas’ unconscious body and on the matrass, Anna put the organs in their rightful place.
The monitor started beeping and Anna vanished, when a team of doctor’s came rushing into the intensive care.
“I need to talk to security” the doctor said, when he’d fixed up Cas’ properly. “Someone was here. Someone attempted to kill this man”
“Someone who gave him the organs he needed?” his assistant frowned. “Why would anyone do that?”
“I don’t know” the doctor said. “But I want someone to keep an eye on him, as long as he’s here”