Xander De Rycke - Buurtkampioenen (uit: Houdt Het Voor Bekeken 2017-2018)

Sam was sitting at Dean’s death bed, when the door opened and Ellen walked in. Sam was lost in grief, so he didn’t hear her. It wasn’t until she lay her hand on his shoulder that he looked up.
“Ellen?” he said confused. He hadn’t thought about calling anyone, so why was she here? “Did Cas call you?” he asked, though he knew that couldn’t be the case.
“No” Ellen said numb. “I had to be here” Then, with a little more strength in her voice, she said: “That bitch shot my daughter”
“What?” Sam exclaimed while getting up. “Well, where is she? Is she going to be okay?”...

“We’re home, Damon” Elena said. She and Stefan were helping Damon reach the porch, something he’d rather do alone, thinking he’d recovered enough.

“I’m going to open the door” Stefan said. He let go of Damon and ran to the door and opened it. Then he walked back at Damon and Elena. When he wanted to help Damon enter Damon pushed his arm away.
“I don’t need your help” he said pissed, avoiding to look at him.
Stefan looked helplessly at his ex, but she gave him a ‘what did you expect’ kind of look back. She helped Damon enter the house and Stefan walked behind them...

“I think we should go” Damon said, looking at the clock. It was eleven p.m. “Okay, I’ll just go refresh myself and then we can leave” Elena said. She got up and walked to a red door next to the desk. To get there she had to pass the table were tattoo-guy and companions were still sitting. She felt her heart beating faster and she got sweaty palms. But they didn’t look up and she reached the bathroom without a problem. When she closed the door behind her she dared to breathe again. There were two doors opposite of each other. One said men, the other women. She opened the women’s...

Damon and Elena were in the kitchen, while Jeremy was playing some videogame and Alaric was out.
“Okay, what kind of flavor do you want? We have chocolate, vanilla, strawberry. Make your pick” Damon said, when he showed the three boxes of pudding powder. He was making dessert for after dinner.
“Ehm… strawberry” Elena said. She moved on her chair and felt something pushing against her leg. She stuck her hand in her pocket and took out her cell phone. She suspiciously looked at it. “What’s this?” she asked carefully. Damon turned his head and looked at the black, rectangle that...