We had just arrived on a deserted island. Everything seemed beautiful, no signs of humanity, all mother nature. That alone made me feel at home, but there was a dark presence here. In the heart of the island was a large amount of energy that seemed to draw people in. I was able to physically feel the pull, but I doubt others could.
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They probably just found themselves in the heart of this great evil without any knowledge of how they got there. I was standing with Stefan and Rebekah, who welcomed my new 'Zero Tolerance' with open arms. In total, it was Stefan, Damon, Elena, Dr. Shane, Bonnie, Jeremy, Rebekah and I, and we were all unloading our things from a boat we rode here.

Once everything was done we all separated into small groups. Damon and Elena, Bonnie and Jeremy with Dr. Shane, then Rebekah, Stefan and I. Damon was sitting on a log that had been washed up from the ocean while he whittled a piece of wood. He was carving a stake when Shane approached him. "Couldn't they have hidden this cure in Hawaii?" Damon groaned. "Where the hell did you take us?" "Two hundred miles off the Nova Scotia mainland," I said without turning around. I was standing next to Stefan with my head on his shoulder while he talked to Rebekah. "Yes," Dr. Shane agreed, "If you recall, the whole point was to hide the cure on the world's most obscure, desolate island." "Oh yeah? I thought the whole point was that no one found Silas, the oldest deadliest freak in the world." 'The world's first vampire,q' I thought. "Yeah, that too," Shane added as he dug through his bag and grabbed some sunscreen. "Sunscreen?" he asked Damon who gave a look that said 'really?' "Is that a joke?" "Right."

While I stood lazily with my head on Stefan's shoulder, he tied a knot in some rope, while Rebekah glared daggers at Elena. I was staring numbly at the beach when Stefan said, "You know, you're not really helping." Rebekah and I both looked at him with a look of confusion. "You're perfectly capable of tying a knot." "Mmhm," Rebekah and I both said. He let out a sigh then shook his head, "You giving Elena the evil eyes. It's not really helping." "She killed my brother, tried to get you to put a dagger in my back. She's lucky all she's getting is the evil eye," Rebekah argued. Stefan shrugged his shoulders then continued tying the rope when we heard Elena say, "You know I can hear you, right?" I let out a grunt then turned my head around to glare at her. "Does it look like we care?"

Elena's eyes filled with hurt, but she quickly turned around. Damon glared at me, Bonnie and Jeremy both seemed conflicted, Shane didn't care, Rebekah was smirking like 'yeah, that's my best friend', and Stefan gave me a frustrated look. "Can you try to control yourself? You're just making things even more awkward." I shrugged my shoulders then went back to staring at the ocean.

There was a small grunt, then Elena came vamping in front of us. She had the white oak stake in her hands, and had went to aim it at Rebekah's chest. But before she could lower it I sent various aneurysms popping in her head. Elena crumbled to the ground, hands on her head, screaming in sheer pain. But even as everyone yelled at me to stop, I stared numbly at the crying vampire that was at my feet. 'Stop,' someone said to me.

A haze filled my mind as I blindly obeyed the command. Elena stopped screaming, and everyone rushed to her side. Suddenly, I felt light-headed and my legs weakened. When Stefan was going to get up to check on Elena my body felt heavy, and I clutched onto his arm. His worried gaze fell on me instead as I shook my head and blinked my eyes to clear my mind. "Gene?" he asked me with a concerned voice. I couldn't answer at first, but eventually looked at him with a forced, reassuring smile. Rebekah had came to my side and had wrapped an arm around my waist, then put my arm around her shoulder. "Go ahead, try and kill me. But then you'd have to face your real problems. Like the fact that Stefan invited me here, himself. I guess he likes me again," she smirked at Elena then helped me to start walking into the forest.

Everyone was behind us, having idle chat, when I heard Jeremy ask, "Does it say anything about the hunter's purpose in all this?" That set Dr. Shane's nerdiness off. "I was wondering when you'd ask. Qetsiyah created a cure for immortality, and then she buried it with Silas, hoping that he'd take it and die, and end up on the other side with her for all eternity. But he wouldn't give her the satisfaction. So, many centuries later, her descendants created the hunters to find him, cure him and kill him. You know what? I'll explain as we go."

I was pacing in the living room of the Gilbert House. Every cell in my body was filled with a deep rage, and the fact that they left the charred remains of Kol's body lying in front of me did not help. It took every ounce of my will to keep from destroying everything in this room. I had stopped my pace to let out an angry sigh when Tyler Lockwood entered. "Morning, sunshine. You look pathetic." "Only until Bonnie's spell locking me in here wears off." I smirked, "Then I'll look different. Angrier, perhaps. Or I won't look like anything because I'll have gouged your eyeballs from their sockets." Tyler Lockwood's misplaced confidence did not waver, but instead I saw an evil twinkling in his eyes. "You and I both know you can't touch me. Gene will never forgive you."

My anger was magnified by the mention of my comatose little vie. The idea that I was not by her side at this very moment, when she could be awakening, caused my chest to tighten. I had tried to keep a neutral face, but the amount of pain that her situation caused me made it very hard. When Tyler saw the worried look on my face his eyes widened. "Wait, you don't know?" My eyes shot to him with a burning rage and a deep curiosity. "Gene's awake. She went off to find the cure with my friends."

My heart stopped. Everything in my body was screaming at me for being so caught up in my own worries that I hadn't noticed it before. I felt her. She was awake. I could feel the deep determination that was driving her to look for that cure. As I continued to reach through our bond I slowly began to realize everything that she was aware of. 'Yet another weight you try to carry alone,' I thought sadly then let out a sigh. "Oh, Genevieve."

We were still hiking when Shane informed us that the satellite phone lost all signal. "It's the magic," I whispered to myself, although Stefan and Bekah both heard me. In front of us Damon spoke in a sarcastic voice, "Well, that's a good sign." "Is anyone else a little creeped out?" Elena said worriedly, but no one really paid her much attention. I was grabbing a water bottle from my pack when Rebekah said, "So then leave. Out of everyone, your presence is the least necessary." "Mhm," I agreed. Beside us Stefan groaned. "Please don't start."

"I'm merely stating the facts. Jeremy has the spell on his body. Bonnie is the witch that unseals the cure. Shane is the human compass. Gene is probably the only person that could destroy this Silas. You and I have the tombstone, which does God knows what. And Elena has no point." "What about me?" Damon asked with a curious glance. "You have a nice behind," Bekah said matter-of-factly. Stefan and I both looked at each other with disgusted faces, but Damon smirked in happiness from the compliment.

Night had fallen on the island and we were still hiking. Someone had said something that re-triggered Shane's nerdiness, and now he was telling us more about the history of the cure. "Centuries after Qetsiyah died, there were these miners who were excavating a well on the island. Suddenly went mad. They bled themselves dry. No apparent reason. So, the legend spread that these miners, in exchange for a drop of their blood, saw visions of their lost loved ones in the well they were digging. The word traveled and explorers sought out the well to see if the legend was true."

Everyone seemed skeptical, but Bonnie seemed to be confused. "So, the well was magic?" 'Maybe the person inside the well,' I thought. Shane shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you know, some people believe the voices of lost souls were just a wind vortex whipping through the caves, and visions were caused by inhaling the island's poisonous plant life." "And what do you believe?" Elena asked. "I believe in magic," Shane said then glanced over at me. His eyes were glued and I wasn't sure what to say or do. Then he began another story and broke eye contact. "My wife and my son died within months of each other. And so… I decided to try the well out for myself. I offered up my blood and I waited. I saw my wife. I saw her eyes, her smile. My blood let me see her again." The look in Shane's eyes was of pure belief and happiness. Just knowing that he hadn't actually seen his wife made me feel bad for him.

"Yeah, got it. Don't eat the poisonous flowers," Damon said with a face that screamed disbelief. He had turned forward to continue, but before he could, Shane stopped him. "Wait. Stop. Stop! Stop." Damon turned around with a frustrated face, but Shane ignored him and turned to us instead. "Is everybody paying attention?" he shouted and all eyes were on him. He bent down and picked up a large rock. "Our first lesson in survival," he said throwing it. When it hit the floor there was a snapping sound and all of a sudden a net went flying up into the tree. "Stay together. Keep your eyes open."

Everyone continued hiking, but Jeremy fell back. I stopped walking and waited with him as he looked through his bag. "Ugh, I'm out of water." "Here, take mine," I mumbled as I pulled my bottle out of my bag and gave it to him. He gave me a small, thankful smile. "A magic well, huh?" I let out an airy chuckle and nodded my head. "I don't know. I mean… anyone that's ever lost someone. The chance to see them again? I understand." Jeremy gave me a sad smile then took a sip of water.

We were just about to continue hiking when we heard the sound of branches snapping. Jeremy and I looked at each other with worried eyes. When we turned to look where the sound came from a man with tribal face paint was aiming an arrow at Jeremy. Jeremy gasped, but the second the man released the arrow I raised my hand and stopped it. The arrow fell to the floor as the man began to reload his bow. He was raising it when he let out a loud grunt then collapsed to the floor. My eyes widened, and Jeremy walked over to me and grabbed my hand. The tribal man was lying with a hatchet in his back. "What just happened?" Jeremy asked me with a confused face. I shrugged my shoulders. "Someone just saved your life." Jeremy pursed his lips then led us towards the group.

We had been hiking for five more minutes when we reached a large clearing. "What is this place?" Stefan asked as he looked around. "According to island lore, a group of college kids came here for spring break. A few weeks later, they were all found dead, completely drained of blood," Shane said with a happy smirk on his face. "Well, tragic for them, brilliant for us. Who sleeps where?" Bekah asked as she threw her bag down on the floor. Everyone else began to place their bags down as well, but Damon was looking at us with a skeptical face. "Well, that's lovely. There's a mystery man with a hatchet lurking in the woods, and we're just gonna camp?" "We're safer here than we are hiking in the dark," Shane said as he nodded his head, and I nodded my head as well. "Let's just keep going. You know? Get the cure. Get in, get out. Where is it?"

Shane and everyone else looked at Damon with confused faces. "How stupid do you think I am?" Shane asked. "Stupid enough to raise an immortal witch, so I'd say… incredibly." "You know, I'm shocked you even want the cure, considering you've got the most to lose once Elena's human," he said then walked away. My eyes hardened as I watched Elena walk up to Damon. She started spouting nonsense about always loving him, and when she went in to kiss him I looked away. Next to me I saw Stefan watching them as well. Without saying a word, I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. He didn't say anything, but he wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me back.

I was sitting on the couch when I heard Caroline enter. She was shocked and somewhat frustrated by her tone as she asked, "You're still here? What are you doing?" "Gloating," Tyler replied shortly. I smirked at the tone he took with her then slowly walked toward the doorway where the living room met with the kitchen. "Hello, Caroline," I said as Tyler poured himself a drink. Caroline glared at me then turned back to Tyler. "Come home. Don't stoop to his level." Tyler looked at her with an unwavering determination, "He destroyed my life. I plan on being present for every second of his misery until I can kill him myself."

Caroline let out a sigh then nodded her head. "Fine. You can gloat and multitask," she said as she walked around the kitchen with a look of disgust. "This place is a disaster. Starting with a horrific burnt corpse." As soon as the words left her mouth my eyes shot to the burnt body. Tears had threatened to spill, but I would not let them see me cry. She walked towards a cupboard where she grabbed a tablecloth. Tyler begrudgingly got up from his seat then helped her open it out and spread it over the corpse of my little brother.
"Tyler's mother is dead. So is my brother. We're even," I said to Caroline. She immediately turned to me with a look of shock and disgust. "Call Bonnie. Get her to let me out of here." "I will never, ever help you." I smirked at her words then let out a forced chuckle.

"How quickly you forget the part where I saved Tyler from the misery of being a werewolf. Or the night your mother invited me into her home to save the life of her precious daughter." She opened and shut her mouth for a moment then scoffed. "How delusional are you? You killed his mother. And let's not forget that we're standing in a house where Elena's aunt Jenna used to live. Or did you think that your charm would make us forget how you killed her, too? You know what? No. I am not going to engage in this. You are not even worth the calories I burn talking to you."

Caroline had began to stand, but I quickly vamped over to a lamp in the living room with me. Before either Caroline or Tyler could realize, I stabbed it through Caroline's stomach. Tyler screamed out, "No!" but I quickly swung it and threw her into the living room with me. Before she could stand I rushed over to her and bit her on the neck. "Now, that was definitely worth the calories."

Stefan and I were sitting in front of a campfire. He was holding the headstone and I was sitting with my head on his shoulder, staring into the fire. "Well, eight of us and no one thought to bring s'mores. What are you doing with that?" Bekah asked as she took a seat on his other side. "We're a day away from finding the cure. I'm not letting it out of my sight." Rebekah was smiling and about to say something when we heard the sound of an animal screaming in the distance. My eyes shot to the sky, full of bright stars and the moon. Beside me, Bekah gasped. When I turned my head she was grasping onto Stefan's arm for dear life.

"Did you hear that? I swear this place is haunted." Stefan was groaning in pain as he put his hand over Bekah's. "Um… you're crushing my arm." Rebekah let out a nervous laugh then nodded her head. "Okay. You got me. I'm a scaredy cat." "You do realize you're an Original vampire, right?" "Which is precisely why you should stop teasing me. I'm very powerful," she chuckled as she gave his arm a slight nudge. He let out a few chuckles as well, and then they both went silent. "What are you gonna do when Elena becomes human and comes running back to you?" Rebekah rushed out. Stefan looked at her with a sad expression, and my arms instantly wrapped around Stefan's to comfort him. "You said that you'd take the cure to be with her. You'd have children and grow old. Is that still true?" "Well, why do you want to take it? Aren't you the perfect vampire?" Rebekah chuckled, "Isn't it obvious? It's all an act, Stefan. Being a vampire is miserable. I would give anything to be human. Normal." Stefan nodded his head. "If I take the cure… it wouldn't be for her. It'd be for me."

I watched silently as Shane entered a shed and turned on a light. Bonnie quickly entered behind him with a perplexed look. "I've been staring at pictures of Jeremy's tattoo and there's no spell." "Expression doesn't require a written spell. Just think of it as a way of accessing magic that already exists inside you. You just have to want it bad enough." Bonnie scoffed then shook her head. "And I'm just supposed to trust you?" "Bonnie, listen, I taught you Expression so that you could access the cure. I'll be right there with you the whole time, I promise." Then Damon entered with a look of mistrust. "You didn't answer the trust part. "Alright. Let me put it this way. You need me to help you through it, Bonnie. Because as you've demonstrated, Expression can get messy. Believe me when I say I've seen it get a lot worse." "How much worse?" Damon asked.

"As bad as it can get," I said from the corner of the shed. Everyone turned to me with surprised expressions. "There is a reason your mother warned you about Expression, Bonnie." At the mention of her mother, Bonnie's confused eyes fell and filled with regret. "Expression is an untamed magic. Any little thing can overwhelm and kill you." Bonnie's eyes filled with rage that she immediately pointed towards Shane. "You knew this and still taught it to me?" "Yeah, but look, the upside is I've learned the warning signs, alright? I can keep Expression from consuming you." "Downside is, you turned her into a bomb that only you can dismantle," Damon sighed. "Don't you think I know how this ends? I came here to raise Silas so that he could bring back the dead, but you're never gonna let that happen. The second I point to a cure, you're gonna kill me. Now Bonnie has to keep me alive so I can keep her alive."

I smirked as I crossed my arms and slowly walked towards Shane. "Unfortunately for you, Shane, that's not true. You see, I am very familiar with the effects and dangers of Expression, and I know exactly where the cure is. So, I mean really, you're useless." The smirk of victory immediately fell from his face as realization set in. And without another word, Bonnie ran up to Shane and punched him in the face. Then, Damon let out all his anger.

Caroline was panicking in Tyler's arms as he carried her to a couch. "Oh my god, oh my god, " she shouted. "Hey, hey. Look at me. Look at me. I can fix this," Tyler told her. Her eyes were filled with tears, and Tyler's eyes were filled with reassurance and determination. She whimpered slightly then kept her tears in. "How? The only thing that can heal me is his blood!" she shouted towards the living room where the smirking Original Hybrid sat. "Oh my God," she groaned again. "I know. I'll fix it," he reassured her then walked toward the entrance of the living room.

"She'll die if you don't heal her," he said with a hard glare. The smirking hybrid nodded his head, then bit into his wrist. "Okay. Beg me to save her life." Tyler growled slightly then rolled his eyes. "Is this what you want? To remind me that I'm powerless against you?" Klaus raised his eyebrows, then nodded his head. "Fine. You win. I'm nothing. Now save her. Please." Klaus stood from his seat on the couch and walked to the edge of his barrier. "I'm sorry, mate. I didn't quite catch that." "Please." "Please…" "Please save her life."

Klaus pursed his lips and nodded his head as if thinking it all over. "See, now I think you're just telling me what I want to hear. I mean, you did call me pathetic earlier. And wouldn't it be more pathetic of me to help now, knowing that hours ago, you announced your plan to kill me in a manner in which you're debating because you want it to have a certain amount of flair? I'm just asking." With a heavy sigh, Tyler said, "I'll be your slave again. I'll do whatever you want. Just help her." Klaus nodded his head again then let out a sigh. "No."

Tyler's eyes fell, and all hope he had for saving the girl he loved vanished. "Get me out of here," Caroline struggled to say. Tyler and Klaus both looked at her as she continued, "I can't even look at him." Tyler nodded his head then walked over to Caroline. She weakly raised her arms and wrapped them around his shoulders as he lifted her up and into his arms. Klaus watched with a frown on his face as they left.

"Jeremy!" My mind was swimming as I tried to locate Jeremy. "Did you find anything?" Elena asked Bonnie. She let out a sigh then shook her head. "Hes not on the trail." "His gear's still here," Damon added as he threw Jeremy's pack on the ground. Stefan and Rebekah had arrived together without Jeremy, and I let out a sigh. "He's not at the quarry, either." I clumsily stumbled over to Stefan, and practically collapsed into his arms. Rebekah and Stefan both seemed worried, but no one else noticed. "Let's split up," Damon suggested.

Bonnie nodded her head in agreement, "I'm gonna stay and try a locator spell." "Fat chance that'll work," I mumbled to myself as I rested my head on Stefan's shoulder. Yet again, no one noticed. "I'll stay here and make sure she's safe." Elena looked at Stefan, Rebekah and I, then groaned. "Fine. We'll keep searching the island." Damon nodded his head, and Rebekah, Stefan and I turned to start walking.

We had been walking for a good ten minutes, no traces of Jeremy, and I was feeling worse. I was slowly trudging behind everyone, my body feeling extremely fatigued, while Elena screamed her lungs out. "Jeremy! Jeremy!" "Why don't you yell louder? Maybe we haven't drawn enough attention to ourselves already," Rebekah shushed her. Stefan ignored the two and turned to look at me. "How ya doin, baby girl?" He asked as he rested a hand on my forehead. I shrugged, "The farther away from the cure we get the sicker I feel. I don't know how much more I can take." Stefan nodded his head, as I leaned against a tree for support, and broke up the two bickering vampires. "Jeremy's obviously not here. Lets go back." "Fine," Elena said in a snooty voice.

She immediately turned in the direction she thought we came from and began walking. But before she could take two steps she set off a trap. In the blink of an eye Bekah had vamped Elena out of the way, and Stefan had pulled me back a couple of inches. "Nice catch," Stefan said to her. She was smirking, and Elena stood frozen and breathing heavily, as if she did anything. "Thank you," Bekah replied, but Elena interrupted her. "No, actually, thank you. This thing would've killed me."

Rebekah's smirk immediately fell to a controlled glare. She let out a sigh, then walked so that she was inches from being nose-to-nose with Elena. "I don't care what happens to you either way. But if you're gonna die, it might as well be epic." Elena didn't say anything, but then again, no one expected her to. We all walked back to the camp in silence.

"It's getting worse," Caroline cried in her bedroom. Tyler was sitting at her feet, eyes glistening with unshed tears, as he watched her slowly die. "I'm sorry," she cried out. Tyler's eyes immediately widened in shock and confusion as he scooted closer to her. "No. It's my fault. I'm sorry." "No. You didn't do any of this." "I unsired the hybrids and turned them on Klaus. I should've just left it alone." Caroline let out a small chuckle as small tears rolled down her cheeks. She sniffled and let out a shaky breath, "You freed them, Tyler. People put their faith in you because you're a leader. Don't forget that." He smiled softly. And then all at once, the sadness left his eyes, and they no longer glistened from unshed tears, but from an idea. "Then you trust me?"

Tyler and Caroline entered the Gilbert House. CarolIne was clutching onto his shoulders while he carried her. Without saying a word, Tyler walked to the edge of the living room and set her down at the edge of the magical barrier. "You want to be in control, Klaus? Here," Tyler gestured towards Caroline. She was deathly pale, her skin covered in a layer of sweat, and she looked up at Klaus with a helpless, hate filled gaze. His eyes were emotionless, but the bones in his jaw were repeatedly protruding while he clenched and unclenched it. "Now you get to be in control of her life. If you want her to die, fine. But then you can sit here and watch her die yourself."

With one last glance towards Caroline Tyler let out a sigh and left the house. Klaus was sitting on the couch in a relaxed position. But as he stared down at her he leaned forward, placing his hands on his knees. "Nothing personal, love. If I cure you, that means victory for him. Don't worry. It won't be long now." Caroline didn't say a word, but the room was filled with the sounds of her strained breathing.

We had just arrived at the camp to find that no one was here. Elena's eyes filled with panic as she ran around in search for either Damon or Bonnie. "Bonnie?" She ran from tent to tent in search, then went to the shed. Nothing. "Where is everyone?" Rebekah asked, but Stefan and I were as clueless as her. "Well, Bonnie's not here and her stuff is all gone," Elena sighed out. Stefan and I had sat down where the campfire once was, and Rebekah gasped. "Oh my God," she whispered to herself, then camped towards our tent. She messily searched through her bags then gasped again when she didn't find what she was looking for. "The tombstone's gone."

I stood staring out one of the Windows in the Gilbert living room as Caroline's raspy breaths echoed through the room. My eyes were squeezed shut, trying to push away the sounds of Caroline dying. "If you don't feed me your blood, I'll die," she sneezed out weekly. I didn't turn to look at her. And after a minute of insuring my voice would sound emotionless, I answered, "Then you'll die, and Tyler will have learned his lesson the hard way." She continued her raspy breathing for a moment then slowly replied, "How could you do this to him? To his mom? To me?" Her voice was full of hurt and shock, but it didn't affect me. With a slight chuckle I spoke in a light-hearted voice. "I'm a thousand years old. Call it boredom."

"I don't believe you." Hearing that, I turned around and nearly gasped at the state she was in. Her skin was white as paper and shiny from sweat. My mind immediately went to Genevieve, and how she looked so close to death. It made my heart throb. "Fine," I whispered, slightly choked up. I cleared my throat and then continued, "Then maybe it's because I'm pure evil, and I can't help myself." Caroline shook her head, "It's because you were hurt. Because you were scared that Gene wouldn't never wake up." I froze as the controlled smirk on my face slowly fell. I felt like a deer caught in the head lights. No one, besides Genevieve, was able to understand my actions as of now. I said nothing, and waited for Caroline to continue as she took in a few breaths. "Which means that there is a part of you that is human."

I slowly walked over to Caroline, and sat myself down on the coffee table in front of her. "How could you possibly think that?" "Because I've seen how you are when you're with her. Because... I've caught myself wishing that I could take her place." My eyes widened as I looked down at the dying young woman in front of me. Thousands of things racing through my mind, but only one thing I needed to ask. "Why would you want to be loved by a monster, like me?" "I know that you're in love with her. And anybody capable of love is capable of being saved."

My heart ached as I felt tears threaten to fall from my eyes. With a small sigh, I turned away from her to stare out the window, "You're hallucinating." Caroline smiled softly then let out a weak chuckle, "I guess I'll never know." Immediately after, her breathing began getting caught in her throat as her lungs started to give out. My eyes shot to her, "Caroline?" She didn't respond, and her breathing began to sound weak. As her breathing slowly faded I watched with a helpless face. "What do I do?" I whispered. 'Genevieve, what do I do?' I thought through our mate bond. She didn't respond immediately, but after a few seconds I heard her voice. 'Save her.'

I jumped up and lifted Caroline's weak body, then sat down and leaned her against me. I quickly bit into my wrist then put it to her pale lips. Nothing happened at first, but slowly I felt her fangs extend and sink into my wrist.

Rebekah had continued to rifle through her bags. The longer she searched the harder she breathed, and the more panicked she got. After a while, she had began to search other people's tents. And when she went into Elena's Elena followed. "What are you doing in my tent?" Elena asked as I slowly walked up behind them. When I entered Bekah had vamped in front of Elena and grabbed her by the throat. "Where's the tombstone? What have you done with it?" "Bekah, come on," I said in an exasperated tone. "What are you talking about?" Elena choked out. "Like it's not bloody obvious? All they ever do is betray us, Genevieve, and here they go again!" I let out a sigh as Stefan entered the tent with us. "Let her go. She didn't take it."

Rebekah groaned and let go of Elena, who started choking and gasping for air. "Was any of this real? Or was it just a ploy to distract me while Bonnie and Damon ran off with the tombstone?" she asked Stefan. He seemed genuinely hurt by her question then shook his head at her. "You think I would do that? You think I would let Bonnie Bennett run off with the cure? Every single moment of my last 146 years has been ruled by the pain of being a vampire," he said as he finally came clean about how he was feeling. "This cure ends that. It ends the guilt and it ends the suffering. And you really think I would jeopardize that?" Rebekah sighed and nodded her head, "Fine. You didn't take it. But that doesn't mean I trust her."

Elena didn't say a word, just stared back at Rebekah. But letting out a sigh, she walked to a corner of her tent, bent over, and grabbed something. When she turned around she had the white oak stake in her hands. "I didn't take it, but here," she said holding it out to Rebekah. "Consider this a peace offering." Rebekah stared down at it and then rolled her eyes as she shook her head. "Don't you get it, Elena? There is no peace. We're all screwed." "Exactly, Rebekah. We're screwed. Bonnie and Damon are gone. Someone took the tombstone. Jeremy's missing. So, us four, right here, this is all we've got. So we're either in this together... or it's over. For all of us." When Elena finished her speech she held the stake out again. Rebekah stared at her for a second then grabbed it and walked out of the tent.