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[Soul Of Space]

Damon shifted back, cradling his hand to his chest. He growled as he pulled the bullet out and bit his lip. "Let's go, Anabel." he said, his blue eyes flicking around. The wound was already beginning to heal, so he could continue going.

[...Doll...]

She sat still. "Not until you are okay," she said as Marcus aimed the gun at her. She felt something sharp in her arm and screamed. She looked down and saw blood. She had been hit. She bit her lip as the pain came in waves.

[Soul Of Space]

Damon growled, shifting to his wolf form. "No. We're leaving now." he said. Now that she had been hurt he wasn't going to take orders, he was going to do what would keep her safe. He picked her and Cat up; placing them both on his back before taking off. His paw didn't hurt quite as much now. His sprint was quick and nearly silent, he knew he'd get in trouble for helping a vampire by his Alpha, but he didn't care.

[...Doll...]

She winced as she clung to him with one arm. She was in so much pain. The bullets had been blessed. It would heal like a human would heal because of the holy water and silver.
Marcus chuckled lightly. He would find them...

[Soul Of Space]

Damon sprinted onto a plain, he knew it was stupid to stop here, but he did. He pulling her off his back and set her on the ground, shifting back to human. He was at her side in an instant, "Okay, this is going to hurt.." he said, looking at her. He examined her wound then tried to see if he could find a way to get the bullet out a little less painfully. He brushed his thumb over the wound to clear some of the blood away.

[...Doll...]

She yelled and moved away. "Don't mess with it!" she snapped, obviously in pain. She winced when she moved it. She looked at him sadly. "I-I'm fine," she said her voice shaky from fear he wouldn't listen.

[Soul Of Space]

Damon shook his head, "Anabel, if we don't get it out ..." he trailed off, his mind flooding with what he knew would happen. "Please, let me help." he said with a pleading tone. He didn't want to hurt her anymore than she already does, but he wanted to get the bullet out so something bad wouldn't happen.

[...Doll...]

She was obviously afraid of the pain that would come. She sat there shaking. She felt the pain get worse and spread all over her body. Even her teeth hurt. She bit her bottom lip and gave in sadly. She nodded. Letting him know that it was alright.

[Soul Of Space]

Damon watched her carefully before moving to sit next to her. He knew it was going to hurt, a lot. He'd been shot with a silver bullet and it took his pack six hours to get it out because he kept fighting. He carefully brushed the blood away from the wound. He bit his lip, quickly but carefully easing the bullet out.

[...Doll...]

He tensed when he moved over to her. She winced when he touched the wound. She sat on his lap. When he messed with the bullet pain shot through her and she screamed. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she jumped back. She wouldnt let him touch it again.