Elena lay in her bed, but it had taken Stefan an hour to assure her Damon was alright.
“I brought him to Ric’s loft” he had said. “If I would’ve brought him here Bonnie would’ve found him in no time. You can go see him tomorrow. I promise”
“Where’s my phone?” she asked shaking. “I want to call him. I want to hear him say he’s okay"
Stefan gave Elena’s phone and she dialed Damon’s number. It went straight to voicemail. “He’s not picking up” Elena said scared. “Something happened”
Stefan took her by her shoulders. “Elena, his phone is probably dead and all...
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