There was a line up until Tokyo, but Damon and Elena waited patiently for their turn. They were in a hamburger place. While they slowly moved phía trước, chuyển tiếp Damon examined the menu’s on the wall. They had numbers to pick from. “You know what you’re going to pick?” he asked Elena. “Hmm, am I supposed to pick something veggie and healthy?” Elena asked. “Elena” Damon said. “It’s a hamburger place. Not even the air in here is healthy. Pick whatever bạn want”
“Yay!” Elena said. “Then I’m going for number 7 and a coke”
“Diet hoặc regular?” Damon asked.
“Regular, duh” Elena đã đưa ý kiến a little cocky. “Diet’s for losers”
“You’re right” Damon said.
“Yeah?” the woman behind the bàn đã đưa ý kiến a little rude.
“Can we have a number seven, a number two, a cô ca and a beer. And, Elena, do bạn want ketchup with your fries?”
Elena nodded.
“And ketchup” Damon added to his order.
The woman đã đưa ý kiến the price, Damon paid it.
“Someone will bring your order to your bàn in a minute” the woman said. Damon led Elena to a bàn in a corner where they had a perfect view of the whole place. On a bàn not so far from theirs there were three rough-looking guys looking their way. One of them threw a Kiss at Elena. He was rather skinny, had black hair up until his shoulders and a row of piercings in his left ear. He wore a skinny jeans, boots with heels and a tight T-shirt, sleeves up so everyone could view his tattoo of…
“Is that the graveyard?” Elena asked, squeezing her eyes.
“I think it is” Damon said. “What a loser”
A waitress brought their order and Elena attacked.
“Good stuff?” Damon asked nodding at her hamburger.
“Mm-hm” Elena nodded with a mouth full of meat, vegetables, sandwich, bánh sandwich and mayonnaise and onions and pickles. She put her finger in her mouth and picked out the pickles. She shivered and swallowed. “You know what?” she đã đưa ý kiến and she took her plastic knife. “You get half of mine” she đã đưa ý kiến while she cut her hamburger in two. “and I’ll get half of yours” She put the half on Damon’s plate and already halved Damon’s burger before he could say anything.
“Suit yourself” he said. “Be careful, it’s a little spicy”
They looked up when they heard a cough. The loser was standing tiếp theo to their table. Damon and Elena shared a glance and then Damon looked at the guy. “What? bạn want the salt? Take it, it’s yours” he đã đưa ý kiến and he shoved the salt to the guy, hoping he now would get lost.
However, the guy had only eyes for Elena. “I saw bạn staring at my tattoo and I thought I should give bạn a closer look. I took pictures of them and told the tattoo man to make them exactly the same. bạn recognize this one?” he asked and pointed at a grave. Elena read the tiny letters and gasped. Damon noticed how tears filled her eyes. He gripped the guy’s arm and looked at it. He soon noted the image of Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert’s grave. “You sick fuck” Damon đã đưa ý kiến breathing fast. He wanted to get up, but the guy raised his hands. “Okay, I get the message” he said. “I thought bạn were curious, but no hard feelings”
He walked back to his friends.
“Are bạn alright?” Damon asked. Elena nodded, a little shaky.
“Yay!” Elena said. “Then I’m going for number 7 and a coke”
“Diet hoặc regular?” Damon asked.
“Regular, duh” Elena đã đưa ý kiến a little cocky. “Diet’s for losers”
“You’re right” Damon said.
“Yeah?” the woman behind the bàn đã đưa ý kiến a little rude.
“Can we have a number seven, a number two, a cô ca and a beer. And, Elena, do bạn want ketchup with your fries?”
Elena nodded.
“And ketchup” Damon added to his order.
The woman đã đưa ý kiến the price, Damon paid it.
“Someone will bring your order to your bàn in a minute” the woman said. Damon led Elena to a bàn in a corner where they had a perfect view of the whole place. On a bàn not so far from theirs there were three rough-looking guys looking their way. One of them threw a Kiss at Elena. He was rather skinny, had black hair up until his shoulders and a row of piercings in his left ear. He wore a skinny jeans, boots with heels and a tight T-shirt, sleeves up so everyone could view his tattoo of…
“Is that the graveyard?” Elena asked, squeezing her eyes.
“I think it is” Damon said. “What a loser”
A waitress brought their order and Elena attacked.
“Good stuff?” Damon asked nodding at her hamburger.
“Mm-hm” Elena nodded with a mouth full of meat, vegetables, sandwich, bánh sandwich and mayonnaise and onions and pickles. She put her finger in her mouth and picked out the pickles. She shivered and swallowed. “You know what?” she đã đưa ý kiến and she took her plastic knife. “You get half of mine” she đã đưa ý kiến while she cut her hamburger in two. “and I’ll get half of yours” She put the half on Damon’s plate and already halved Damon’s burger before he could say anything.
“Suit yourself” he said. “Be careful, it’s a little spicy”
They looked up when they heard a cough. The loser was standing tiếp theo to their table. Damon and Elena shared a glance and then Damon looked at the guy. “What? bạn want the salt? Take it, it’s yours” he đã đưa ý kiến and he shoved the salt to the guy, hoping he now would get lost.
However, the guy had only eyes for Elena. “I saw bạn staring at my tattoo and I thought I should give bạn a closer look. I took pictures of them and told the tattoo man to make them exactly the same. bạn recognize this one?” he asked and pointed at a grave. Elena read the tiny letters and gasped. Damon noticed how tears filled her eyes. He gripped the guy’s arm and looked at it. He soon noted the image of Mr. and Mrs. Gilbert’s grave. “You sick fuck” Damon đã đưa ý kiến breathing fast. He wanted to get up, but the guy raised his hands. “Okay, I get the message” he said. “I thought bạn were curious, but no hard feelings”
He walked back to his friends.
“Are bạn alright?” Damon asked. Elena nodded, a little shaky.
The sun fell on Amber’s face and she woke up bởi the heat of it. She rubbed her eyes, trying to orientate, as she saw a man sitting tiếp theo to her. He looked familiar. As she tried to recall she felt an insistent pain in her neck. She lay her hand on it, to see what it was. “I bit you, that’s why you’re in pain” Stefan explained. Amber looked at him. “Who are you?” she asked, crawling backwards. Stefan reached out his hand. “I’m here to help you” he đã đưa ý kiến softly. Amber shook her head. “No, stay away from me!” she đã đưa ý kiến terrified. Stefan didn’t di chuyển an inch. “You need help. You’re in transition, it’s not a nice feeling if bạn don’t feed anytime soon. I bet you’re starving” he said. Amber shook her head heavily as her stomach rattled. “I’m going home” she đã đưa ý kiến with a breaking voice. “Leave me alone!” She scribbled up and staggered away from Stefan.
Zoey woke up in a hospital bed. She wasn’t happy to be there. Crowley had taken away her Angel powers and she was completely human again.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are bạn going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few các câu hỏi for you”
“Then I guess bạn should call him” Zoey đã đưa ý kiến and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed bởi her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are bạn going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few các câu hỏi for you”
“Then I guess bạn should call him” Zoey đã đưa ý kiến and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed bởi her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
Meg was browsing through the pages of Daphne’s book, hoping to find something that could prove Cas’ innocence. While she read she listened carefully to hear if Zoey was on her back yet.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. hoặc maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. hoặc maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.