Damon opened the door when Elena knocked and instantly found her in his arms. "Hi. Looks like dream me did something right for a change." She felt so familiar and warm. It wasn't unwelcome - a bit like coming home really.
He set her down to look at her. He didn't know where she was in the dreams, but she was due to see the best of them. They had a great summer, and that summer was his favorite memory of all. Of course, there was darkness. What would the dreams be if there wasn't a little blood loss. Stefan drowning wasn't pleasant either, and yes, he was guilty somewhat. He wasn't as guilty after the last of the dreams, but still he was guilty. So what did this mean?
"Come on in. Want a drink, or want to tell me about it?"