Eleanor Gilbert: Season Two
The Return
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I jumped again when I heard another noise. I looked at Elena alarmed as we made our way into the kitchen slowly.
Elena walked through the doorway first, and let out a shocked gasp when she saw what was making the noise. I followed soon after her.
"Oh, my god." I muttered as I saw John. He was laying down on the floor, blood pooling on the ground underneath him. Elena immediately rushed to his aid, but I snapped out of my shock and headed toward the phone to call an ambulance. I quickly picked up the phone and typed 911 into the touchpad, all the while I watched Elena trying to stop the blood flowing from John's wound.
"Emergency services, how can we be of assistance?" I sighed when I heard the woman on the other end of the receiver.
"Hi, I need an ambulance to 2104 Maple Street." I spoke into the phone. I quickly ended the phone call without saying another word to the woman. I rushed to Elena's side, as she tried to stop the flow of blood with a dish towel.
"Behind you." John gasped.
"What?" Elena asked, her eyebrows furrowed.
"Behind you!" John gasped again, louder than the first time. Elena and I immediately understood what John was implying. We whirled around to see nothing. Just our dining room, nothing else.
Seeing that there was no danger, I turned back and crouched beside John, taking a clean towel from the draw and holding it over his wound. I looked up to my sister when I heard the blade of a knife scrape over a countertop. The knife in her hand was dripping with blood, and I realised it to be the weapon that had been used to injure John.
"Where are you going?" I asked when she took a step towards the door.
"If Katherine is in this house, she's not going to hurt you." Elena replied, her fist tightening on the knife handle.
"She's not going…" I started, but I gasped before finishing my sentence.
"What?" Elena cringed, probably not wanting to know why I was so terrified.
"Jeremy. Where is he?" I muttered. Elena gasped and ran for the stairs, I followed. I ran into the back of her when she came to a sudden stop at the bottom of the stairs. I was about to ask why when I saw them. They were speeding around the hallway, trying to scare us. And we were scared. I let out a small scream when they ran out of the door, slamming it behind them.
"Ellie, we have to get to Jeremy." Elena murmured, reminding me to move my feet up the stairs.
"Jeremy! Jeremy! Jeremy!" Elena shouted as she ran up the stairs behind me.
"Jeremy." I gasped when we forcefully pushed open his bedroom door. He was laying on his bed, completely unconscious and unresponsive.
"Please, Jeremy, wake up!" Elena shook Jeremy frantically until he shot up in his bed, his eyes wide open.
"Damn it, Jer. Why didn't you wake up when we called you? We were worried." I scolded him. He shrugged and continued to sit on his bed, not saying a word to me, or Elena.
I jumped again when a heavy knock on the front door startled me. I wasn't aware of how long I had been daydreaming, but Jeremy was still sitting in the exact same position.
"That will be the ambulance for John. Let them in?" Elena asked. I nodded and took off down the stairs.
I swung the door open to reveal several EMT's. I directed them towards the kitchen before rushing back upstairs to see if Jeremy was any more responsive. He wasn't.
"Damn it, Jeremy. Talk to us." I demanded as I walked into his bedroom.
I sighed and walked into the bathroom. I walked to the sink and stopped in my tracks. There, in the sink was a bottle of pills prescribed after the crash. I hesitantly reached into the sink and picked up the empty medication bottle.
"What did you do, Jeremy?" I demanded from the doorway between his bedroom and the bathroom.
He ducked his head and ignored me. Then I knew I had my answer.
"Did you seriously try to kill yourself with these." I threw the bottle at a nearly wall, smashing the bottle to pieces.
"No! I had blood in my system!" Jeremy yelled. I took a step back, shocked at the words that had left my brothers mouth.
"Blood?" Elena murmured, although I'm sure she knew exactly what he meant.
"You had vampire blood in your system?" I cried incredulously.
"Wait, is he…?" Elena trailed off, unable to finish her sentence.
I shook my head and raised my hands to my face, covering my eyes.
"I don't know." I sighed.
"I'll call Stefan." Elena suggested, pulling her phone out of her pocket.
"I'll check what's going on downstairs." I said, although I'm sure nobody heard me.
"What's happening. Is he going to be okay?" I asked, panicked, as I walked into the kitchen.
"The wound was deep, but we were able to patch it well before it got any worse. You called us at the right time, if we had got here any later, we could have lost him." One of the EMT's explained to me. I nodded, turning to where john was being treated on the ground. He had thick wraps of gauze and bandages wrapped around his torso. John opened his eyes for a moment and looked at me, but my face remained impassive. What was I supposed to say to the man who tried to kill Stefan and Damon not two hours ago?
"Sir, you can't go in there." I turned again when I heard a police officer speak. I didn't even realise anyone had called them.
"No, he's okay." I called when I noticed it was Stefan. I walked towards him and we walked back up the stairs as John was carted out of the house on a stretcher.
"What happened?" Stefan asked as we walked into Jeremy's bedroom.
"He said that he had vampire blood in his system and then he took these pills and now. I mean he looks fine but then again so do you. So, we don't really know." Elena said quickly, I walked to her side and put my arm around her shoulder. It was obvious she was shaken from the night's events.
Stefan nodded and leant down to Jeremy's level, examining his eyes.
"Look at me." Stefan asked when Jeremy tried to get out of his grasp.
"I'm fine, okay? I feel exactly the same." Jeremy tried to say.
"Should I call a paramedic up here? What should I do?" Elena asked panicked.
"No, don't do that. We wouldn't be able to explain it, it would probably make things worse. He's okay, right?" I looked up at Stefan hopefully.
"No, he's fine." I sighed thankfully.
"You mean I'm not a vampire? Damn it!" Jeremy cursed. I looked at him in surprise. Whereas, a look of anger crossed Elena's features.
"Don't say that Jeremy! Jer, why would you want that?"
"Did you hear about Anna, what happened to her tonight? She's dead." Jeremy spat. I looked down when I realised I hadn't known.
"Jeremy, Jeremy. Come here, sit down." Stefan pushed Jeremy backwards and he stumbled onto the bed. He grabbed Jeremy's face and forced Jeremy to look up at him.
"I am very sorry about Anna but it's very important that you listen to me right now. With every passing moment, Anna's blood is leaving your system. If you try to kill yourself right now, you could really die." Stefan said forcefully, Jeremy looked away.
"Hey! Do you understand me?!" Stefan slapped the side of Jeremy's face to get his attention.
"Stefan..." Elena started. I touched her arm and she turned to face me.
"Jeremy needs to understand this." I whispered. She nodded.
"Yeah, I understand." Jeremy eventually muttered.
"Good." Stefan sighed and stood up, walking towards Elena and me.
"What about the pills that he took?" Elena asked, the concern laced her voice.
"He didn't take enough to die so Anna's blood actually healed him of that." Stefan put his hands on his hips and turned his head to look at Jeremy.
I was startled when I heard someone knock on the doorframe.
"Miss Gilbert?"
"I'll be right there." The cop nodded and turned to walk back down the stairs.
"You need to be at the hospital. Both of you should go." Stefan looked between me and my sister.
"But..." Elena started to argue.
"No, no, I'll stay here with Jeremy." Stefan reasoned.
"No, I don't need a babysitter." Jeremy also began to argue with us.
"Yes, Jeremy, you do. Thanks Stefan." He smiled in response and I left the room and walked down the stairs, closely followed by Elena.
It took us a matter of minutes to get to the hospital, thanks to the clear roads. When we did, we rushed up to the fifth floor and found Bonnie hovering in a corridor.
"Bonnie. How's Caroline?" Elena asked as soon as we approached her.
"She's weak. They don't know if she's going to make it." Bonnie said, her voice caked in guild.
"What?" Elena gasped. Bonnie stepped forward and hugged Elena. I walked to Damon's side when he approached us.
"Is there something that you can do? Like a spell or something?" Elena spoke hurriedly.
"She doesn't know how, do you?" Damon accused. Bonnie looked down.
"No, I don't." Bonnie replied quietly.
"No, you don't because it took Emily years to learn a spell like that."
"Well, I can take down a vampire, that spell was easy to learn." Bonnie glared at Damon.
"I can give Caroline some blood." Damon offered. I took his hand and squeezed it.
"No, no way." Elena shook her head adamantly.
"No, just enough to heal her. She will be safe in the hospital and it will be out of her system in a day, she will be better Elena." Damon stated his case.
"It's too risky, I can't agree to that." Elena argued.
"Do it." Bonnie completely ignored Elena's argument. Elena's expression changed and she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Bonnie's right." I agreed, Bonnie smiled hesitantly in my direction.
"This is Caroline. We can't let her die. Do it." Bonnie reasoned with Elena.
"If I do this, you and me, call a truce?" Damon pointed towards himself and Bonnie.
"No. But you'll do it anyway." Bonnie stated before she walked away.
"I know this is probably the last thing you want to do right now but we should talk about what happened tonight." Damon started.
"Yeah, one of the tomb vampires got into the house and almost killed John." Elena said, looking around to make sure nobody was listening.
"What? When? What are you talking about? After I left?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"When were you at the house?" I crossed my arms.
Come on, Elena, you know I was. Come on, you tried to kiss me, Elena." Damon's voice soon became irritated, I turned to my sister in anger.
"You what?"
"Okay, I don't have time for this Damon." Elena brushed it off and moved to walk away.
"No. Hold on, Elena. What does he mean?" I plead with her.
"I have no idea." Elena crossed her arms. I was about to speak again, but I was interrupted by Jenna.
"Girls, I came as soon as I got your message. How is John?" Jenna crossed her arms across her chest.
"Where have you been?" I asked her. Jenna furrowed her eyebrows.
"At the fire department, I had to fill out a report. I told you earlier."
"No, you didn't." I said, confused.
"Yes, I did." Jenna called out.
"No, Ellie's right, Jenna, you didn't."
"Yes, I did." Jenna replied, frustrated.
"Oh!" I turned to Damon when I heard him.
"Oh, you got to be kidding me." Damon looked startled when he realised that he had just spoken out loud. He cleared his throat and walked away. Elena and I exchanged looks before following.
"Damon!" I called after him. He stopped and turned to face us.
"Why did you rush off? What's going on?" I asked quickly.
"How does one solve this problematic situation in one word? Katherine." Damon ran a hand through his hair, an obvious sign of his frustration.
"What?" I gasped out. One of Alexandria's flashbacks of being killed came to mind, I shivered involuntary.
"She's back? I thought she was gone?" Elena accused Damon mildly.
"I thought she was. Wait. Where's Stefan?" Damon's eyes flashed with a fear that I had never seen before.
"He's at home with Jeremy. Why would…" Elena trailed off, realising why Damon was worried.
"Let's go." Damon ushered Elena and I out of the hospital and to his car.
He sped through the empty streets and came to a screeching halt outside of the house. We all clambered out of the car and ran into the house to find Stefan on the floor. He stood immediately when we walked in.
"Stefan?" Elena took a step towards him.
"Elena." Stefan sighed.
"What happened?" Elena looked around the living room. She winced when she saw the cracked wall and the broken side table.
"Katherine happened." Damon answered, Stefan nodded in confirmation.
"You're okay?" Elena made sure, stepping closer to Stefan and hugging him.
"I'm okay." He affirmed and she relaxed slightly.
"How's Jeremy?" I asked when Elena pulled away.
"He's okay. He went to sleep shortly after you left." He answered. I nodded.
"What do we say to him?" I asked.
"We can't hold back. I don't know what he does and doesn't know. It's obvious he knows you two are vampires." I nodded towards Stefan and Damon. They nodded.
"So, what do I tell him?" Elena ran her hand through her brunette hair.
"Everything. You tell him everything." Stefan answered.
"Hold on, everything?" Damon interrupted.
"Yes, everything. Like Ellie said, we don't know what he does and doesn't know, so he may as well know everything." Stefan reasoned with his brother. Damon nodded and we moved so that Elena could walk by to get to the stairs. She took a breath before she climbed the stairs to Jeremy's bedroom.
"So now that we've cleared up the reasoning for this whole… situation." I looked between Stefan and Damon as they waited for me to continue to speak.
"You didn't actually kiss her, did you?" I turned to face Damon. I was one hundred percent sure I had never looked so insecure in my life.
"Wait, what?" Stefan asked, confused.
"Katherine tried to kiss me earlier. I thought it was Elena." I continued to speak before Stefan said what he was thinking.
"Damon?" Damon looked down before speaking.
"No, I didn't, princess. I promise." I smiled and leant up to kiss him.
"So that's what she meant when she said she fooled one of us, at least."
"I guess so. Did she say what she wanted?" Damon asked.
"No."
"Woman certainly knows how to make an entrance." Damon said, picking up a piece of the broken side table from the table.
Stefan walked over to Elena and put his arm around her waist when she walked into the kitchen.
"He okay?" I asked. She nodded slowly.
"Are you alright?" Stefan asked her, he ran his hand over her waist and she immediately relaxed.
"No, I'm not alright. I thought that with all the tomb vampires gone things would get better."
"I know. We all did." Stefan sighed and leant down to kiss Elena's forehead.
"Katherine was in this house, that means she's been invited in, what are we gonna do?" Elena looked around the group alarmed.
"Move." Damon suggested.
"Not helping." I chastised, he looked down at me and smirked.
"Katherine wants you dead, there's zero you can do about it, you would be dead but you're not. So clearly she has other plans." Damon summarised. Stefan nodded, agreeing with him.
"Right and we need to find out what those other plans are and not provoke her in the process." Stefan gave Damon a pointed took. Damon responded by rolling his eyes.
"John must know something. There has to be a reason why Katherine tried to kill him." Elena suggested.
"She's Katherine. She loves to play games and you're fooling yourself if you think you're going to find out what she's been up to before she wants you to know." Damon responded, closing down Elena's theory.
"No, actually Elena's right, John could know something through Isobel. Your mother, she was in touch with Katherine so maybe we can go to the hospital and get him to talk." Stefan seemed to like Elena's theory. She smiled at him.
"I've got a better idea." Damon smirked.
"What's that?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"I'm just gonna ignore the bitch. See you."
"Is that smart?" Elena grimaced at the possibilities that could happen if we did ignore her.
"If Katherine thinks she's been ignored it will lure her out, she'll make a move." Damon reasoned with us.
"Yeah? And then what?" Stefan questioned.
"Stake her, rip her head off, something poetic. We'll see. You coming, princess?" Damon asked me as he walked towards the front door. I smiled at Stefan and Elena before following him out of the door.
"Let me know how it goes at the hospital, please?" I called before I left the house.
"I will!" Elena called after me.
…
Damon and I walked into the wake for Mayor Lockwood quietly as the mood in the house was solemn, as expected. We stood in the large doorway, the room full of crowded guests in front of us. Damon took my hand and made a beeline for the sheriff.
"Sheriff." He greeted.
"Damon, Ellie." She nodded, a small smile crossing her face.
"Who's the guy with Carol?" Damon nodded in the direction of the burly looking man he didn't recognise.
"Mason Lockwood." I answered. Damon's eyebrows rose as he looked the man up and down.
"He's a Lockwood?"
"He's the mayor's younger brother." The sheriff elaborated.
"Is he on the council? Like John Gilbert was when he rolled in?" Damon's eyes flashed to me for a moment as he spoke.
"He's nothing like John. For one, he's not an ass. He's not a believer either. He wants nothing to do with the council. He's too preoccupied finding the perfect wave." Damon nodded, but continued to observe the new Lockwood studiously.
The sheriff smiled and nodded at Damon and I as she walked away.
"Let's see if there's anything to drink around here." Damon said, leading me into the adjoining room.
"You're on the Lockwood estate. There's something to drink on almost every horizontal surface." I quipped.
I smiled when I walked into the room and Bonnie was standing there. She looked around to see who could hear before speaking.
"Did you know the Gilbert device affected Tyler Lockwood?" She asked, dipping her hand into a bowl for a chip.
"Well, I know it took the mayor down." He answered.
"Don't you want to know why?" Bonnie looked away from the buffet and to Damon, her arms crossed.
"Yes Bonnie, I would love to know why a non-vampire was tortured by the vampire torture device that you let John Gilbert use against us. Speaking of your guilt, how's Caroline?" I looked up at him and hit his arm. Bonnie's face remained stoic. It had reminded me that I needed to go and see Caroline, I hadn't had the chance the day before as we rushed home in an attempt to intercept Katherine.
"She's much better." She answered.
"You're welcome." A smirk crossed Damon's face.
"No, you're welcome."
"Why am I welcome?" Damon's eyebrows narrowed as he turned to look at Bonnie.
"You live to see another day." Damon's eyebrows narrowed further as Bonnie spoke.
"No good deal goes unpunished with you, does it?"
"Doesn't undo the bad. I know what you are Damon, you might have Elena, Ellie and the sheriff and everybody else fooled but not me. One wrong move and I'm gonna take you out." Bonnie answered confidently. I turned to face her, my arms crossed against my chest.
"Now you need to stop with the witches' brew. You're starting to believe your own press." Bonnie smiled at Damon's comment for a moment. I was confused until Damon held his head in pain.
"Bonnie!" I gasped, moving to Damon's side.
She stopped and continued to glare at Damon, not bothering to look in my direction.
"Oh, I'm sorry, you were saying?" She smiled before walking away.
"You okay?" I asked as he moved his hands away from his head. He nodded.
"I'm fine, princess, but that Bennett witch is going to get what's coming to her one of these days." Damon glared in the direction Bonnie walked off in.
"The party is outside. Come on." I directed us outside. Jenna, Jeremy and Elena were standing on the porch.
"Hey, how are you doing?" She asked us. I smiled, letting her know I was fine.
"Great Elena. Walking on the sunshine, thanks for asking."
"What's wrong with him?" She asked me.
"Bonnie did some spell that gave him a headache. He's royally pissed off about it." I answered, she nodded in understanding.
Damon rolled his eyes and turned to leave, until he was interrupted by Bonnie running up to us.
"Elena! Ellie!" She called, gasping for breath.
"Bonnie, what happened?" Elena asked, her hand on her friend's shoulder.
"Katherine." She gasped.
I froze, as did Elena. I turned to Damon, he looked more alarmed than Elena and me.
"Where's Stefan?" He directed his question at Elena.
"I don't know. We didn't come here together." She answered. Understanding the meaning to Damon's question, she took out her phone and called Stefan.
"He's not answering." She panicked.
"Elena, calm down. Just because he's gone to voicemail, it doesn't mean something has happened." I looked at Damon to back me up, he shrugged unhelpfully, the arm still present on his face.
…
Eventually we found Stefan. He was sitting on one of the benches on the far reaches of the Lockwood estate.
"What are you doing this far out?" I asked as we approached him. He gestured to his bloody hoodie and I nodded.
"She was here?" Elena asked, Stefan nodded.
"Let me help you." Stefan nodded and went to sit on the bench. Elena followed, taking a cloth and a bottle of water from her bag.
"You gonna be okay?" I asked.
"Yeah, it will heal." He answered, looking down at the blood stained cloth Elena was using to clean the wound.
"That's not what she meant." Elena murmured.
"I was trying to figure her out. I was playing along and I let her get to me." Damon arrived as Stefan finished speaking.
"I tried to track her but she's gone. Oooh, cover up, Fabio." Stefan rolled his eyes and pulled his shirt down. "We got a crazy ex on the loose." Damon looked behind him as he spoke.
"You better watch out, looks like Katherine is trying to steal your guy." I turned to glare at Damon when Elena's face faltered.
"That's not what's happening." Stefan argued.
"Isn't it?" Elena asked quietly, looking between Stefan, Damon and I.
"I'm gonna go check on Jenna and Jeremy. Let me know when you guys are done here." Elena got up and walked towards the house without saying another word.
"You alright?" I asked Stefan as I moved to sit beside him on the bench. He nodded.
"Come on. Elena's falling apart at the seams. Besides, it's not safe for her to be alone at the moment, especially with that bitch lurking." I got up from the bench and followed Elena into the house, Damon and Stefan behind me.
…
It was soon late evening and all of the guests were leaving. Damon had gone back to the boarding house, Elena had also gone home, Stefan and I had gone to the Mystic Grill.
I sat down in one of the booths further away from the bar. Stefan joined me, sitting on the adjoining side.
"Why didn't you go home?" He asked me. I sighed before answering his question.
"I don't know. I guess it just worries me that Katherine can get in. It's horrible, every time someone says her name or she causes some form of accident, the same memory flashes through my mind. The majority of the time, Katherine isn't even in the memories or flashbacks, it's all you and Damon. But then I have a really bad one and she's there, always, reminding me that she's always there trying to hurt us." Stefan nodded sadly, putting his hand on top of mine in comfort.
"What is the recurring memory? The one that comes to mind when she's near?" He asked quietly.
"I'm sure you remember what happened when Alexandria was killed. It's like that, but first person. It's like I am Alexandria in the memory. It's so strange, but it's the only memory that I've had that has caused me actual pain." I answered quietly, looking around to make sure nobody was listening.
"So how…" Stefan was interrupted when his phone started to ring. He took it from his pocket.
"It's Elena." He answered the call and put the phone to his ear.
"Hold on. What do you mean?" Stefan's eyes flashed to me as he stood quickly, gesturing for me to follow him out to the car that was parked outside. Realising the urgency in his voice as he spoke to Elena, I put my foot on the accelerator and sped home.
"Shh, Elena, everything's going to be fine, I promise." Stefan comforted Elena the best he could. I pushed my foot down on the accelerator harder, scared at what had Elena and Stefan so worried.
"We're outside. We'll be there in a second." Stefan waited for Elena to speak before ending the call and putting the phone back into his pocket.
"What's happened?" I asked as I quickly got out of the car, slamming the door and running into the house, Stefan on my heels.
"Jeremy." Stefan took my hand and sped both of us up the stairs. I stood in the doorway of Elena's bedroom, frozen. Jeremy was on the ground, his head in Elena's lap as she cradled his body.
"He's… no he…" I stuttered as tears started to stream down my face.
"No, Ellie, he's going to be fine." Stefan picked up Jeremy's hand and showed he the ring on his finger. I took a deep breath and put my hand on my forehead, thanking god that John that he had given the ring to Jeremy.
"What happened?" Stefan asked, moving closer to Elena and kissing her forehead.
"Damon." She stuttered, the tears still streaming down her face. I turned my head in her direction slowly.
"What do you mean?" I asked quietly.
"Ellie…" Stefan started, I interrupted him by shouting.
"What do you mean?" I yelled.
"He came over here earlier. It was like he was losing his mind. He kept on talking about Katherine and Alexandria. Katherine was there, at the boarding house, when he got home. From the sounds of what he was saying, she was gloating." Elena spoke quietly as she stroked Jeremy's hair.
"Damon killed Jeremy?" Elena nodded. My breath shook as I took a deep breath.
"He saw the ring, that's why he did it. He knew." Stefan tried to defend his brother. I prayed that Damon had seen the ring.
"He didn't see the ring."
"It's Katherine. She got under his skin. She undid everything that was good about him." Stefan stood up and started to pace.
"There's nothing good about him. Stefan, not anymore. He's decided what he wants. He doesn't want to feel, he wants to be hated, it's just easier that way. He got his wish." I freely let my tears fall as Elena spoke. I moved to her side, kneeling opposite her and putting my hand on hers.
"I hate him, Stefan." Elena cried. Stefan quietly moved to kneel beside her, putting his ark on her shoulder and pulling her to him.
"I know. I know." He kissed her shoulder.
I moved backwards when Jeremy awoke, gasping for air. Stefan moved forward and looked into Jeremy's eyes.
"Is he okay? Stefan, is he okay?" Elena urged.
"He's okay. Shhh, you're okay." Stefan put his hand on Jeremy's shoulder.
"He killed me! Damon killed me!" Jeremy cried, looking around the room.
As I was closest to him, I embraced Jeremy first, closing my eyes for a moment and relishing the fact that my brother was safe. Elena embraced him once I had let him go.
"It's okay. Oh God." Elena gasped out as she held our brother tightly to her.
I looked at Stefan, who looked as relieved as I was.
"Now what?" I mouthed, looking down at Elena and Jeremy.
Stefan shook his head, realising that he didn't have an answer to my question.
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