Damon stepped into the cama and crawled towards Elena who was still asleep. He waved a blood bag in front of her nose, knowing the scent would wake her up. And indeed, a few segundos later Elena opened her eyes and snatched the bag out of Damon’s hands. Without thinking she pulled the stopper and drank the blood.
After a minuto or so she stopped drinking and looked at the empty bag in horror. She threw it against the mural and as it dropped on the floor four messy lines of blood were painted on the wall.
“Get that away from me” she said upset and shaking.
“Elena, you had to feed. You were...

Elena was pacing up and down the living room when Damon and Stefan came in. She speeded towards them and slapped Damon in the face.
“If you dare to ask what that was for I swear I’m going to slap you again” Elena threatened trembling and with tears in her eyes. “I told you I wasn’t going to take your blood. But of course, Damon Salvatore only thinks about himself. I hope you’re happy now. My bags are packed”
Elena waited for Damon to say something, anything to defend himself. But he remained quiet. Elena looked up at Stefan. “Can you tell Meredith that I’m sorry? I didn’t...

Sheesh, Jer, how much mais proof do you need that the guy loves you? Seriously though, it’s all well and good to say that Damon only cares about Elena’s happiness and that’s why he’s protecting Jeremy – and the mark. But nobody can pretend there is anything selfish about it anymore. He laid down his life. Three times. First with Kol, who for all he knew wouldn’t have been smart enough to compel him and would simply have offed him to get him out of the way. Let’s face it, it’s Kol. He wanted to kill Matt for shits and giggles. 

Damon thwarted him in this. He would not have been...