Damon took a step into the area. He swung the flat of his hand, stopping it just at the last second before it could impact Bonnieās face.
Bonnie, eyes shut, took absolutely no notice.
Damon tried again, raising his hand, swinging, only stop dead exactly at the moment when his fingers touched Bonnieās cheek.
Elena lost her cool.
āLADY ULMAāS BABY IS GOING TO DIE BECAUSE OF YOU!ā she screamed, at the same time sending the words with all the Power she could summon. āTHIS HAS TO STOP! SHEāS GOING TO MISCARRY AND IT WILL BE ALL YOUR FAULT BECAUSE YOU COULDNāT STOP ITāā
And then Damon stopped it.
Damon kissed Bonnie.
Elena, from her perch, could see it all. She saw how Damon, who was not so very tall himself, had to bend down to her, and how, ignoring her tear-smeared face, he kissed her just as she was opening her mouth for a fresh scream. Elena could see Bonnieās eyes open and widen and then blink as if she were coming out of some fugue state. Then she slowly shut her eyes as she cooperated with the kissāand then she went limp. Her hands, which had been raised in defensive claws, relaxed and went around Damonās neck and then slowly, she brought them down to her sides. She swayed.
Silence spread out from them like ripples in a pool.
Meredith and Elena looked at each other, each slightly ashamed. There, they had been advocating violence toward a sister, and had entirely missed Damonās better solution. And Elena told herself that it was not in the least because she was jealous of Bonnieāafter all, Meredith hadnāt thought of it either, and Meredith didnāt want Damon to kiss her.
And since when do I want Damon to kiss me? Elena asked herself, feeling something now like fear.
Damon loves Bonnie so much, he couldnāt bring himself to slap her, at least he tried twice, but instead he kissed her, and how jealous Elena got because of that kiss...