*Damon POV*
It was dark. Darker than usual on the Virginia Pike. The music was blasting, to the beat of The Beatles 1965. Katherine sighed, tapping her perfect manicured fingernails on the window glass, "We have to stop, you know.'' I looked at her, my facial expression blank. She bit her lip making a load groan, slapping her hand on the wheel, taking it to a full jerk. I yelled, pushing her back against her seat. "Damn, it!" She smirked, giving me a rebellious look in her dark gleaming eyes. "Now, can we stop?'' I rolled my eyes, taking the car to a complete stop, "Okay, whatever. Anyways, what the hell is your plan?'' She got out of the car, her heels planting into muddy grass. I got out, also. She smiled tapping her hand on the trunk, "Well, since you asked, Mr. 'Oh I'm just going to ignore her, so she can't bitch me around', well Mr. Salvatore the rules have been broken.'' She opened the car trunk, revealing a body. I gasped, looking at the male figure, turn and face my way. It was Jeremy. "What the hell, Katherine! Why do we have Elena's brother?'' She pouted her tiny lips together coming close to me, her small finger onto my chest. "We can't just leave Mystic Falls, and you know it. Klaus is back. He knows about Elena." My head started shaking in disgust, "Why didn't you tell me, this?" She laughed, her dark curls pushing in front of her face, "Do you honestly think I would tell you that your ripper brother, and mega hybrid killing machine was back to get Elena? Think again." I was curious, going towards her, looking back at Jeremy. He was sound asleep, unaware of what was about to happen. "Tell me why we have Jeremy.'' She looked at him, putting her hands on his back turning to face her, "This morning, I met that little witch. Pretending to be Elena, I heard a mad story about Jeremy seeing his dead girlfriends. Interesting, hum?'' I nodded my head, wanting to hear more. "And, now that we have ghost boy, supposedly he can scare off Klaus, because if you didn't know already Damon, he is weak around spirits. That's why I brought Jeremy, passed out.'' She said the last part, a little too fast, wanting me too not hear it, "I don't want Jeremy to get hurt. Plus, if he does, Elena-" She mimicked me, rolling her eyes, "Elena this. Elena that. Damon, trust me just this once. I might seem cruel and unfair. But-" She was thinking for words to say, "I actually want the little bitch to live. Surprising?'' I nodded, words getting back to the car, "I think we should put him in the backseat. I think the trunk is a little mellow dramatic don't cha think?" She nodded her head smiling, putting on the seatbelt, "He's been back there for thirty minutes, I think he can stand another." And then we took off, heading straight for Hell. Let me rephrase the last bit. HELL.