Elena, Jeremy and Ric were sitting at the cucina tavolo having dinner. Well, Jeremy was eating. Elena was stirring in her Cibo and Alaric was looking at her.
“If te wanted mashed potatoes te could’ve asked” he said. Elena looked up distracted. “What? No, it’s good. It’s really nice” she said.
“How would te know?” Alaric asked. “You didn’t eat yet”
“It looks really nice” Elena detto shrugging.
“If you’re not hungry, that’s fine” Alaric said. “You don’t have to eat. But if there’s something else, I want te to tell me”
Elena looked down at her plate, not sure how she’d express herself. “Is there any possibility that he didn’t mean to?”
Ric sighed. Of course.
“Derek detto he stopped drinking blood” Elena detto careful.
“You can always try to call him” Alaric suggested.
“I don’t know. He might think everything’s okay again and it’s not” Elena detto a little reluctant.
“I can call him” Alaric said. Elena frowned, but then nodded. “Yeah, alright”
Alaric conjured his phone and dialed Damon’s number.
“What?” Damon mumbled.
“Damon, how te doing?” Ric asked.
“Peeeerrrrfect” Damon detto unclear.
“Have te been drinking?” Ric frowned.
“Nope” Damon said. “Well, I had one drink, but I didn’t really want to. Katherine forced me to drink”
“I could come over tonight” Alaric said. “Hang on…Elena, are te okay?”
Elena grabbed the table. She had gotten up and Lost her balance.
“What’s going on?” Damon asked worried. “Something with Elena?”
“Eh, yeah, she got a little dizzy” Alaric said.
“She should go to bed” Damon said. “And she has to eat properly”
“I’ll tell her” Alaric said.
Elena rocked back and forth.
“Elena, sit down” Alaric said. Elena wanted to take his advice, but missed the chair and dropped on the ground. “Elena!”
“Ric! What’s happening?” Damon detto sharp.
Alaric ran to Elena and bent on his knees. “Elena? Wake up, sweetie”
“Elena, wake up!” Jeremy said.
“Ric?” Damon asked scared.
“Damon, I have to go”
“What’s wrong with Elena?” Damon insisted.
“She…she fainted” Alaric said. “I’m bringing her to the hospital”
“I’ll meet te there” Damon said.
Alaric remembered what Elena had detto a few minuti fa and though he couldn’t make sure he didn’t want to take any chance.
“No, stay there” he detto sharp. “There’s nothing te can do. If anything te could upset her and make things worse.”
But Damon had already hung up.
Alaric lifted Elena in his arms and Jeremy opened the door and helped him lay Elena in the backseat. Ric placed himself behind the wheel and Jeremy successivo to him and he pushed the accelerator.
“If te wanted mashed potatoes te could’ve asked” he said. Elena looked up distracted. “What? No, it’s good. It’s really nice” she said.
“How would te know?” Alaric asked. “You didn’t eat yet”
“It looks really nice” Elena detto shrugging.
“If you’re not hungry, that’s fine” Alaric said. “You don’t have to eat. But if there’s something else, I want te to tell me”
Elena looked down at her plate, not sure how she’d express herself. “Is there any possibility that he didn’t mean to?”
Ric sighed. Of course.
“Derek detto he stopped drinking blood” Elena detto careful.
“You can always try to call him” Alaric suggested.
“I don’t know. He might think everything’s okay again and it’s not” Elena detto a little reluctant.
“I can call him” Alaric said. Elena frowned, but then nodded. “Yeah, alright”
Alaric conjured his phone and dialed Damon’s number.
“What?” Damon mumbled.
“Damon, how te doing?” Ric asked.
“Peeeerrrrfect” Damon detto unclear.
“Have te been drinking?” Ric frowned.
“Nope” Damon said. “Well, I had one drink, but I didn’t really want to. Katherine forced me to drink”
“I could come over tonight” Alaric said. “Hang on…Elena, are te okay?”
Elena grabbed the table. She had gotten up and Lost her balance.
“What’s going on?” Damon asked worried. “Something with Elena?”
“Eh, yeah, she got a little dizzy” Alaric said.
“She should go to bed” Damon said. “And she has to eat properly”
“I’ll tell her” Alaric said.
Elena rocked back and forth.
“Elena, sit down” Alaric said. Elena wanted to take his advice, but missed the chair and dropped on the ground. “Elena!”
“Ric! What’s happening?” Damon detto sharp.
Alaric ran to Elena and bent on his knees. “Elena? Wake up, sweetie”
“Elena, wake up!” Jeremy said.
“Ric?” Damon asked scared.
“Damon, I have to go”
“What’s wrong with Elena?” Damon insisted.
“She…she fainted” Alaric said. “I’m bringing her to the hospital”
“I’ll meet te there” Damon said.
Alaric remembered what Elena had detto a few minuti fa and though he couldn’t make sure he didn’t want to take any chance.
“No, stay there” he detto sharp. “There’s nothing te can do. If anything te could upset her and make things worse.”
But Damon had already hung up.
Alaric lifted Elena in his arms and Jeremy opened the door and helped him lay Elena in the backseat. Ric placed himself behind the wheel and Jeremy successivo to him and he pushed the accelerator.
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one da one.
He leaned against the cold, marble bacheca and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one da one.
He leaned against the cold, marble bacheca and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
