"What are you guys doing here?" I asked chirpily. Cringing as I heard myself, I ran a hand through the curls that were hanging in my eyes.
"We wanted to surprise you..." Elena said as we walked toward a table. I was leading Julian as he still as he still held onto my waist walking behind Elena and I. Stefan and Damon were bringing up the rear. I didn't even want to know what was being said between those two.
"We missed our little witch." Damon announced mockingly. Julian's fingers tightened slightly on my skin, and I turned to look at him. He just stared grimly back. I looked forward wondering what was going on with him. He seemed.... jealous would probably be the best word for it. But that wasn't right, he didn't think of me in that light. He cared only for Jenny.
"Really? Wow." I turned to Elena. "How have you been?"
She sat and glanced at Julian before answering. "Good. We've been living in Barcelona. Beautiful city...."
"Sounds great." I sat beside her and pulled Julian into the chair on the other side of me before Damon could get in it. He shot me a dirty look as Julian smiled slightly.
"So, who's your friend Bonnie?" Damon basically sneered as he sat in another chair.
"Julian." He answered for himself.
"Wow, and he can talk." Damon mocked. I sucked in a breath. I could never imagine baiting Julian while he was in this kind of mood. It seemed like a dangerous pastime.
Julian said a few words that I didn't understand, but recognized the language as Italian. Damon pushed himself away from the table and grabbed Julian holding him against a nearby wall with one hand to the neck.
"What strength. Damon, you're kind of turning me on here." Julian laughed in Damon's face, which just made his grip tighten.
"Damon! Let go!" Elena shrieked as I jumped up and ran to them. A crowd was starting to form as the other clubbers realized there was something going on. Elena was right behind me, but Stefan was calmly sipping a drink and looking amused at the whole situation.
I grabbed Damon's hands and started pulling, but in his rage, and you know, the whole vampire strength thing, I didn't get very far. I went very far as he pulled a hand away to shove me away from him though. I landed on my back at someone's feet. As hands reached down for me, I looked up dazedly to see Julian helping me up and into his arms.
"What....?" I could vaguely hear Elena speaking, and people shouting for an ambulance. I almost laughed at the thought of Damon, of all people needing medical attention. Suddenly, my mind was telling me, in a distinctly Julian voice, that I needed sleep. I wanted to sleep. So I slept, still bundled in his arms.
