“Tyler!”

Caroline and Tyler watched Bonnies house collapse to the ground and they ran towards it.
Jeremy was stuck underneath the bricks and Tyler helped him out. “Are te okay? te need to go to the hospital?”
But Jeremy shook his head. “Elena and Damon are still down there”
Damon was still lying on superiore, in alto of Elena. She gently pushed him off of her. “Look, the fuoco stopped” she said. “Jeremy must’ve pulled it off” A whiff of pride was heard in her voice, but Damon didn’t reply.
“Did te hear what I just said?” Elena asked frustrated. “We’re sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza now. Jeremy killed Bonnie, the spell o curse o whatever crap she put te through is lifted and te will heal. You’ll be okay. We’ll be okay”
Her voice broke when Damon lay still, lifeless. She pulled him in her arms again. “Don’t do this to me. Not after everything we’ve been pushed through” she detto both broken and angry.

Her eyes fell on Damon’s arm, the one with the inscription. The blood had dried, but Elena realized something.
She touched her neck, feeling the wound Stefan had made. She scratched and scratched until it started bleeding heavily. She lifted up Damon’s head and let his lips came in contact with the blood.
For a minuto o three she held Damon against her neck. Then she felt how two hands grabbed her shoulders and Damon drank her blood. He didn’t bite her, he didn’t want to injure her più than she already was. It was più like a kiss.
A baciare so nice Elena didn’t want to let go of him. It was Damon who pulled away. He touched his face and felt it was undamaged. He carefully opened his eyes and laughed both relieved and happy the first person he saw now he had his sight back was the woman he loved.