Damon usually held it together pretty well during a fight. He’d had several brushes with death over the years, so much that it had become no big deal to him. It was at that moment, when he felt so certain that things were going right, that he heard a gunshot very close to him. It took a moment to realize that he had not been shot, but rather a witch behind him who had meant to kill him and then it dawned on him that Elena had fired the shot. He wanted to show his gratitude, but the fight wasn’t about to slow down for pleasantries.
Without a word, Damon nodded and moved to lift Bonnie. He was uncharacteristically gentle in his efforts, but at the same time he tried to move quickly. He imagined that Bonnie wouldn’t want to spend another moment in that awful place.
Damon gave a small nod to Bonnie’s severely beaten up body and looked back up to Elena.