Claire headed out the Grill and got into her car. Something told her that Elena would definitely be at her boyfriend's, but she needed to find out where that was in the first place, so she made her way to Elena's home. When she got out of the car, she thought to herself how much the house still looked exactly the same as it did in her childhood. She slowly walked onto the porch and rang the bell. After hearing muffled voices inside, a woman in her thirties opened the door. She had light brown hair and a big smile on her face. Behind her stood a very tall and handsome man with dark blonde hair and very dreamy eyes. That must be Elena's aunt, Jenna.
"Hi, you must be Jenna, I'm Claire, a friend of Elena's. You probably won't remember, but I used to spent a few summers in Mystic Falls when I was little?" she introduced herself.
"Oh, no, sure I remember! From England, right? You're the daughter of Henry and Florence?" Jenna eagerly asked while shaking her hand.
"Yeah, right. I was planning a surprise visit to Elena, is she home?" Claire asked, being very grateful to the Jenna's friendliness.
"Aw, that's so sweet of you, but she actually spent the night at Stefan's, her boyfriend. I honestly don't know when she will be back, do you wanna come in and wait?" Jenna offered.
"That's very kind of you, but I can't wait to finally see her, so if you could just tell me where he lives, maybe I could stop by?" Claire suggested.
"Yeah, sure! Let me just get a map so I can show you. Oh, and this is Alaric, by the way", Jenna introduced them as she hurried off to the living room.
Alaric's expression had changed a bit when Claire suggested to drive to Stefan's house. "You know what, I do need to talk to someone at Stefan's house, how about I drive you?" he asked her.
"Again, very nice of you, but I do not want to cause you any trouble, you should probably stay. I'm pretty sure, I'll find it myself", Claire responded and winked at him.
His forehead started to scrunch. "I don't think that's such a good idea. I would really like to go there with you", he insisted. Just then Jenna came back with a map.
"Okay, so you go up that lane, and then turn right. After a few minutes, an old house will appear. That's the one. Even though it looks a bit creepy from the outside, the inside is quite spectacular", she said while handing the map to Claire.
"Thanks a lot!" Claire said. And, looking at Alaric, "I will be fine on my own. Trust me, I can handle it", she said while winking again. Alaric looked startled.
Claire said goodbye and got to her car. She studied the map for a moment and then took off. Alaric definitely knew, she thought. Not like Jenna, who apparently didn't have any clue at all what was going on.
She followed Jenna's description and found the house in only 5 minutes. Well, she was sort of a fast driver. Claire admired the architecture while getting out of the car. It was bit colder then before, so she quickly got a black cardicool out her suitcase and over her shoulders before stepping up to an enormous wooden front door. She considered knocking, but the door was open, so she just stepped in. She heard music coming from the right, so she decided to follow it. As the music grew louder and she could make out Wolfmother's 'Woman', she stepped into a huge living room. Antiques decorated the room, which had a high ceiling and dark wooden carvings everywhere. In the middle of the room she could see a gorgeous man, looking like a fallen angel while holding a bottle in one hand and an antique gun in the other. He was dancing around, his shirt open. Claire could see some spectacular abs, but his other features caught her attention as well. He had dark, short hair, a sarcastic grin on his face, and wore a magnificent ancient ring on one of his fingers. His eyes were closed, he was sucking the music right in. Claire totally enjoyed the scene. He was exactly the kind of man she was interested in at the moment. Her last lover was a very sweet nerd, very clumsy in life, but damn, he was so good in bed. But now she was more interested in a challenge. With the nerd, she didn't have to put much effort in, it was almost too easy. Now she graved for something more challenging. Like this guy. Everything about him was pure arrogance. That must be the brother. She stepped to a nearby table and pushed an empty glass off its edge to get his attention. When the glass hit the wooden floor and burst into a thousand sharp pieces, he stopped dancing and whirled around to face her. Now she could see his eyes, ice blue and hard. Within the blink of an eye, he had her pushed violently against the wall. She let him because she was interested.
"Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?" he asked between gritted teeth.
Claire locked eyes with him for a few moments before answering. "Relax, I'm a friend of Elena's. Jenna told me she'd be here, so I came to see for myself", she answered calmly while pushing her hips harder against his. He smelled like alcohol and danger and that aroused her like hell. She was not gonna let him have all the fun, so she also pressed her chest tighter against his.
His grip didn't soften, but she could tell he wanted her. "Why should I believe you?" he questioned.
"I guess that's up to you. But here's a warning: I wouldn't mess with me if I were you. That is, unless you're into pain", she teasingly said while flashing him a very seductive smile. She was starting to enjoy herself.
A cocky grin now spread across his face, and he brought his face closer to hers. His nose was already touching hers and her whole body was now pressed tightly against his. She could almost feel his abs at her belly. "Try me", he whispered at her lips and started to lean in for a passionate kiss.
Claire only moved her hand a bit and he was catapulted against the opposite wall. His eyes were widened with shock, when she started strolling towards him. She did that in a very slow, very lazy sort of way. Thank god she chose the blue dress and the heels. They looked spectacular with her long legs. She would enjoy this little game. He was stilled pinned against the wall, unable to move, when he found his speech again.
"What the hell? What are you?" he almost shouted.
"No need to be upset, darling. I won't hurt you, I'm just playing around a bit. I'm a witch, and you're a vampire, and we're all in a lot of trouble right now, are we? I know about the situation with Klaus you're in at the moment. I'm here to help. Now, tell me, where's Elena?" she calmly said.
"Let me down and I'll tell you", he snarled at her.
"Okay, but no pressing against walls anymore unless I ask you to", she replied while making another lazy flick of her hand. The vampire landed on the floor with a soft thud. She nestled herself on the huge couch. He slowly walked towards her, obviously a bit afraid.
"I'm Damon. How do you know Elena?" he questioned.
"Nice to meet you, Damon, I'm Claire. Our parents were good friends. Got anything to drink in this house?" she said while letting her gaze rest on his still naked chest.
He followed her gaze and grinned. Then he moved over to a small table filled with bottles and glasses and poured her a brown liquid. He brought it over and after handing it to her, leaned against a table opposite the couch. He was pure decadence and she got more attracted to him every second.
"Elena's not in right now. We had a bit of a situation yesterday with Elijah, so she and Stefan went for a long walk", he explained.
"Great. I keep missing her. With happened to Elijah?" she curiously asked.
"Well, he's sort of dead. He became dangerous", he replied while studying her body.
"What? Are you mental? He was crucial for killing Klaus!" Claire felt anger coming up in her. If she came here only a few days earlier, she could have prevented this. She rose up from the couch and walked towards Damon.
"Easy, girl. We know how to kill an Original. We did not need Elijah anymore. Oh, and just in case you knew them, we also had to kill the two warlocks working with him", he replied while studying her angry face. He admired her green eyes, now glistening with rage.
"You tosser, don't you think I know how to kill an Original? Elijah was important because he could have led us to Klaus. No one knows where he is or what he looks like. Elijah at least knew something. Damn it!" she hit the table next to him with her fist. She instantly felt the pain hitting, but she needed an outlet for her rage. She turned and started to pace the room. The warlocks... well, they had been causing her family a few problems lately, cooperating with vampires, but nevertheless, all witches and warlocks should stick together. It was bad news.
"Hey, we're gonna find him anyway. That is, we suppose he will show up at Mystic Falls one day, and then we're gonna strike!" he explained his master plan.
"Yeah, but he will not come here disguised as a tourist, ask Elena's address at the Mystic Grill and show up at her house all civil and polite. When he comes, he will follow a bloody path of destruction and revenge, and no one will be save in this town. This is why we have to find him first!" Claire undermined the importance of her words with angry hand gestures.
Damon started to crinkle his forehead. Clearly, he hadn't thought of that possibility before. She took a sip from the whisky he brought her. She desperately needed that right now. This was more difficult than she thought it would be. But she would manage. She always did since Björn came after her when she was 12. The memory of that horrible day darkened her eyes a bit, but she got used to not thinking about it, so she quickly distracted herself. She had to relax.
"Okay, there's nothing we can do for now. I'm gonna wait here until Elena comes back. In the meantime, why don't we do something fun?" she suggested to Damon, who was still looking very broody. But when she said 'fun', it was like he woke up, and another one of his evil grins appeared.
"Yeah, sure, that's exactly what I had in mind. Should we head up to my room immediately or do you want to have some more whisky?" he said while strolling arrogantly towards her.
Claire had to smile. He was so full of himself. She let him come close and put his arm around her waist to pull her hard against him while she started stroking his very fine chest.
"I have a better idea", she whispered while leaning in closer to him. "Let's play a game..."
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