Chapter 3 –
Masquerade Part 3
The One Where Charlotte Gets a Call
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I only own Charlotte :D
It wasn't long before the party was in full swing. Caroline and Charlotte both made their way up the massive steps towards massive front doors that opened up the whole entire width of the wall they were built into. A groan escaped her lips as Caroline pulled her through the threshold and straight towards the food table, it was mostly the fact that the music was starting to hurt her ears. Charlotte started to scratch at her ear lobe before she complained.
"Caroline." The young vampire turned her head to give her friend a look before they dropped hands.
"You said you wouldn't complain!" Caroline almost had to yell to be heard over the music. Before her body turned towards the punch bowl, picking up a small cup she grabbed the ladle of the probably already spiked punch and poured herself a drink. She then picked up another and poured orange liquid into the plastic cup.
"I know! But I didn't think it'd be this … annoying." Caroline rolled her eyes before handing Charlotte her punch without even looking at her. "Besides you guys don't need me here. I could be with Ric - watching Elena!" or over with Sam and Dean helping them with whatever they are doing at the moment.
Which truth be told, was nothing interesting unless you count a Supernatural convention interesting.
"You have no choice … you are like our only backup witch and we need you if Katherine has anymore tricks up her sleeve!" Caroline responded before she looked back over to her older friend. Charlie was about to then complain about being backup when she remembered that Bonnie was actually the only one of the two that had managed to practice her magic more. "Besides no one has seen you for like five years! Go mingle." Caroline made 'shooing' motions with her hands and the Nephilim rolled her eyes herself and moved away from the table.
Making her way through the throng of teenagers and older residents, Charlotte finally made it outside. Although it was not much better, considering people were still walking into the house.
It wasn't long until she spotted Stefan and Damon though. Heaving a sigh of relief, she pushed her way past others and stood right beside Damon. "My god - I forgot how annoying parties can be." She spoke up as Damon looked down at her, letting a slow whistle leave his lips. That managed to get a blush from the angel, who in return nudged him in the stomach with her elbow.
"Well - Lottie, I didn't know you could scrub up so lovely!" Damon spoke with a mock surprise. She could see out the corner of her eye, Stefan shaking his head slightly with a small smile gracing his lips.
"Says the vampire who seems to only wear leather on a daily basis." She retorted. Damon all but placed a hand over his heart in a gesture of hurt. "This seems to be an improvement." She had a thing about men in suits.
"Why Charlotte how could you wound me so easily!" a laugh escaped her lips as she nudged him yet again.
"You do look beautiful, Charlotte." Stefan added his two cents in sending a charming smile her way. Charlie then grabbed the bottom of her dress in both her hands, she had managed to cart her drink off to one of the teenagers who were looking for alcohol, and curtsied.
"Why thank you, Mr. Salvatore." She giggled slightly as she stood straighter again, adjusting her mask. Damon looked between his brother and her before scoffing.
"Why does Stefan get the goody two shoes act?" he asked. Charlie placed a hand against his shoulder, turning her body to face him.
"I will tell you when you are older." Was all she said before she spun on her heel, giggling as she headed back indoors.
"Why do we keep her around?" Damon suddenly asked Stefan as he was still staring at the back of Charlie's head. Stefan laughed, he wanted to make a comment that she had only arrived a couple of weeks ago, but he shrugged and said.
"Because she's family."
-x-
After a couple of more shots from the punch bowel, Charlie almost forgot what they were here for
…oh right Katherine. Yes right because Katherine was a - bitch. Yes, that was right. Well no … she wasn't always a bitch.
Considering how long Charlotte has been alive, Katherine and her used to get along…really well. Charlie was brought out of thoughts when she spotted a head of brown hair, her blue eyes narrowed as she pushed off the wall and started to follow the vampire.
That's when a strange feeling erupted in the pit of her stomach. Charlie's head turned to look out one of the many windows that lead to the back patio.
One of those girls was dead.
Her eyes managed to spot Stefan a very dead Aimee. Charlie grimaced, she hated that one of the perks of being related too … Satan himself was that she could tell when someone had died … kinda like a Reaper but she didn't have the job of collecting the souls of the dead.
"It's tragic," the voice startled her. The limbs between her shoulders blades twitched slightly in case she needed her wings, Katherine stepped up next to Charlotte looking out the window. Another strawberry in her hand. "…she was such a pretty little thing."
"Why are you doing this, Katherine?" the angel asked her tone stiff. Katherine looked over at the other brunette and let the smirk grow on her face.
"I heard about your father. How tragic that he's out of his cage now. When do you think Daddy/Daughter bonding time will start?" The question was ignored and it made Charlie's jaw twitch as she watched Katherine eat her strawberry.
"How do you know about that?" she asked her hands were clenched into fists beside her. Katherine smirked and tapped her nose.
"I have my ways, Char. Don't worry I haven't told anyone that you're here in Mystic Falls. Wouldn't want the Devil … well - the real one to know that we are both here." Charlotte had half a mind to blow her up right now, but knowing Katherine her and her witch had a protection spell for the vampire. "I've gotta go, little angel. Make sure you look after yourself, Charlotte." And with that, Katherine was gone, a small grumbled escaped Charlie's lips, but that was interrupted when she felt her phone vibrate against her side. Digging into the pocket of her dress, she praised the dress god for that, and looked at the ID.
A grin then stretched across her face as she answered and pressed the phone against her ear. "Sam!" making her way outside, down the steps and towards the woods hoping that the noise would start to fade so that she could hear what Sam was saying.
"Charlie … where are you?" he asked. Oooh. Yeah. Haven't actually told them about this little stop over. She bit her bottom lip.
"Uh … somewhere safe, don't worry about me. Why are you calling?" she tried to lean down and pull off her heels. Heels plus grass doesn't mix well.
"Just wondering if you know anything about a Leticia Gore?" he asked her. Charlie almost rolled her eyes; gee it would have been nice if you boys checked in on me. And not just for information. "Charlotte?" Sam's voice sounded distant. Shaking her head, shrugging her shoulders, then remembered that he couldn't see her.
"No I don't. Sorry. Why?" obviously they might have been dealing with her ghost.
"Just we might think that this hotel is being possessed by her spirit and the boy she killed." Charlie couldn't help sticking her nose up at the information.
"Yuck. Do you guys need my help?" Charlie asked - anything to get away from this party, which seemed to be dragging on. Katherine hadn't even made her move yet.
"No we seem to be okay. Although I have a feeling you're going hate missing out on this case." Sam responded.
'Sammy?' Charlie heard Dean in the background. 'Is that Lottie?' he asked Sam. She could almost see the scowl set on his brow as he looked up at his baby brother.
"Yes. Dean it is." Sam replied his voice sounded muffled. Having pulled the phone away from his ear and placed his hand over the microphone.
'Well - ask her why the hell she didn't warn us about this?' a brow rose as Charlie crossed her free arm over her waist; she turned on the spot watching the mansion and those who were still inside. 'No never mind hang on.' The phone then sounded like it was being pried out of certain pair of hands, with a grumpy Dean mumbling to Sam. 'Just - give me the … Lottie why the hell didn't you tell us about Chuck?" he sounded pissed but less muffled than he was before.
"What about Chuck?" she asked confused slightly.
"The damn books! They seem to have … spread. There's this … gathering…"
'Convention.' Sam
"Whatever. People are here dressed up like us! Like the demons, we have gangked. Hell there's even one or two girls dressed like you!" she could practically see his hand movements and the huff that escaped his lips.
"Dean. I had no idea about Chuck. I may be related to the archangels but I am not one. I cannot see everything that's - Chuck wrote about me?" she asked distracted by the fact that she was even in the books. To what Sam had told her when she had spotted those books on the shelf one year was that Chuck was a prophet who knew everything about the Winchester boys, but the books seemed to stop when Dean went to Hell. Long before Charlotte even met them. "Forget about that!" Dean seemed worked up but Charlie didn't get the chance to reply when she heard someone scream.
"What was that?" Dean questioned. Charlie shook her head as she pulled the phone away from her ear to look around the edge of the lake before she placed it back.
"I'm sorry Dean I've gotta go!" she then hung up, with a futter of wings Charlie was then kneeling down beside Elena. She looked up at Bonnie and Jeremy. "What happened!" she exclaimed. Bonnie looked over at her a little surprised that she was there all of a sudden but got over her initial shock.
"It's Katherine! She's linked to Katherine. Get them to stop! Tell Damon and Stefan to stop!" Jeremy turned to leave but Charlie placed a hand on Jeremy's shoulder.
"I'll get there much quicker. You stay with your sister." Before Jeremy even had the chance to argue, he heard a flutter of feathers and Charlotte was gone. Jeremy turned back on his heel and leant down next to Elena.
"Charlie's got it." He whispered to Elena who screamed out in pain again. It only took Charlotte five seconds to figure out that who she was looking for was upstairs. Running up the stairs Charlotte came to the open doors of one of the bedrooms in the mansion. Her hands flicked out and one of the bedposts exploded. Not necessarily, the best thing to blow up but it got their attention.
"Stop! You're hurting Elena! Katherine and Elena are linked!" everyone seemed to freeze. Damon let his surprise show on his face before he looked back down at Katherine. Stefan released her and the two of them got up off the floor, Katherine then took the stake from Damon's hand, but the brother's attention was stuck on Charlie.
"Charlie! Go check on Elena. Make sure she's okay?" his tone was stern but held worry. Charlie shook her head.
"Don't worry I would know! Jeremy's down there with her now, as well as Bonnie." Katherine scoffed as she looked at Charlie. "I wanna make sure the two of you are safe." They were the only family she had for the last 100 years.
"Let's all make sure poor Elena is okay. Just a little more pressure…" Katherine's voice faded as she dragged the tip of the stake across the palm of her hand, letting the blood leak.
"No!" the yell came from the Nephilim who was still outside of the barrier. Her hands made the same movement as before making the stake blow up slightly in her hands. Charlie heard Katherine hiss as hard brown eyes met the blue.
"Well that's no fair!" she complained her lips almost pulled out into a pout but then her eyes moved down to the splintered bed post, and sped to pick a long shard up and aimed it towards her stomach. "This is really gonna hurt." She smirked and moved her arm down towards her stomach but Damon stopped her. Her head tilted to the side as she moved back towards the couch and sat down, legs crossing over each other. "Okay. So, how about the moonstone?" she questioned. Charlotte let some of her teeth bare as she tried to step into the room; she was all but bounced backwards. Ugh she hated when only her magic was powerful enough to break barriers. "Oh there's nothing you can do now, little angel. How about you run along and tell your precious friends what has happened." Katherine let her smirk grew as she heard the ruffle of wings and the brunette was gone.
-x-
"Are you alright?" came Charlotte's question as soon as she had made it down the hill. Elena looked up at her friend.
"Are they?" she questioned as Charlie nodded her head.
"They're stuck in the room with Katherine, but I doubt she'll kill them. Considering how much she wants Stefan back," though the look on Elena's face made her pause and give a sheepish grin. "Sorry," her eyes found Bonnie's. "You're right; Katherine had a witch link Elena to her. I would have broken it myself but …" she didn't want to say that she was too out of practise but she didn't have too when Bonnie interrupted her.
"The girl I saw, the one inside! Stay with her, keep pressure on her shoulder, Jeremy!" Bonnie called as she stood up from her position near Elena, she then pointed towards Charlie and leaned forward grabbing the others hand. "Come on, where going to look for that witch." A groan almost left Charlie's throat as she was dragged backwards before righting herself and followed Bonnie up the hill and back into the mansion.
"What does she look like?" Charlie asked finally inside, her hand leaving Bonnie's grip. Bonnie didn't reply just kept on walking through the rooms. A roll of her eyes, Charlie grumbled too herself following after her fellow witch. It was about ten minutes later when Bonnie finally caught the witch wandering into the dining room.
"You looking for me?" the witch asked once the two of them had entered the room with her. A massive mahogany dining table sat in the centre of the room, candle stands surrounding the outside of the room, all lit.
"Who are you?" Bonnie asked cautious to stand any closer to the elder witch.
"Lucy."
"What are you doing here?" the question leaving the younger witch as she shifted slightly closer to Lucy. In turn made Charlie step closer to her friend, suddenly catching the eye of Lucy.
"I should have known I'd run into a Bennett," Lucy commented "… and a half breed. You are most certainly the most interesting topic throughout the witch community, my dear." Charlie didn't say anything only stood closer to Bonnie, trying to ignore the way her wings twitched underneath her skin.
"How do you know me?" Bonnie tried to steer the conversation back towards her…not understanding what Lucy meant by a … a half breed? That was something Bonnie would certainly ask about later.
"You figure it out. Look, I have no interest in fighting you. Both of you."
"Then stop the spell you put on our friend." Lucy gave a slight smile.
"Give Katherine the moonstone," Charlotte shifted on her feet. "…and I will."
"Why are you willingly helping Katherine? She's not a good as she used to be." Charlotte then spoke up, moving to stand bedside Bonnie if not slightly in front.
"Tell your friends to hand over the moonstone and all will be groovy." Charlotte had to stop herself from snorting at the use of 'groovy'. Who uses the word groovy anymore?
"You're not leaving until you stop this spell!" Bonnie demanded, Charlie could feel a sudden surge of power in the room. A small smile crossed her lips; Bonnie would most defiantly become powerful.
"Look I don't want to hurt you."
"I don't want to hurt you."
A loud huff escaped Lucy's lips as she shifted on her feet. "Look, I don't have a choice. The bitch saved my life and now I owe her. I have to pay up!" there was a tense moment before Bonnie shot forward and grabbed Lucy's wrist. Charlie started forward but a short shake of Bonnie's head, made Charlie freeze and step backwards. "You have the moonstone. I can sense it on you." Lucy then grabbed onto Bonnie's forearms, the room suddenly started to shake. The lights and candles flickered slightly before they became bright again. "Do you feel that? You can trust me. Give it to me, it's okay."
Well - tonight just got interesting.
-x-
And the night stayed interesting, the girls were able to trust Lucy considering that she suddenly had a change of heart and placed another spell on the moonstone that would soon knock Katherine out. Damon's plan was then to lock Katherine in the tomb that was underneath the church, 'let her suffer some more before we end her.' Was his exact words, Charlotte was just happy that they managed to have Katherine were they wanted her … the second place they had wanted her. Walking down the massive hill towards the driveway, she spotted Elena with Stefan.
Oh no - it looks like they're having another fight. Should I go down? No I should just stay here…oh don't stare Stefan can probably sense you.
Watching Elena leave Charlotte quickly made her way towards Stefan.
"Stef?" she called out but the vampire didn't look up. She gave a small sigh as she placed a hand against his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Stefan." Gathering that Elena might have just broken up with him…again. He utter a small 'yeah' as his hand came up and rested on top of hers, giving it a slight squeeze before he turned on the spot.
"You need a ride home?" he asked her, his brown eyes meeting her ocean blue. But Charlotte shook her head.
"I'll check on Elena. You never know with that girl." She tried to joke; the small smile though disappeared when Stefan didn't respond they way she had wanted him too. She placed a kiss against the top of his hand before the two of them walked off in separate directions. It was another couple of minutes before Elena came into view near her car.
"Yeah Jeremy, I've got my car. Tell Bonnie that whatever she did, I'm starting to feel better.." The phone gripped tightly in Elena's hands, paused when she spotted something out the corner of her eye, though she relaxed when she noticed it was just Charlie. "Yeah, you can drive her home. Apparently I'll have someone here to make sure I'm safe," Charlie couldn't help the snort that escaped her throat as she reached for Elena's keys. "No…Charlie's with me. We're just gonna go back home and straight to bed?" the question was directed to the slightly shorter of the two, to which Charlie nodded her head more than once. She was beat. Elena then hung up as she looked at Charlie.
"What?" the question made Elena's mock anger turn into a grin. "Oh come on you love me. Besides I've been spending too much time with your boyfriends that I need some girl time." Before Elena could complain that they weren't her boyfriends, she felt pressure around her neck, her vision starting to turn hazy. A sudden curse reached her ears, but was faint, distant sounding as if they were suddenly somewhere very far far away. Then her whole world was black.
The last Elena saw was Charlie's body fallen hard against the asphalt of the ground.
A/N: Well nooo Elijah in this chapter ( oops ) but we did have a Sam and Dean cameo in there heh. Hehe. I hope that's okay - I've been meaning to change the description to say just a bigger cross over with SPN but haven't gotten around to it. Anyway, also sorry about the confusion for the title, I hated Dirty Little Secret y uck so Sweet Hell fits better haha.
Sorry for any grammar, spelling or tense mistakes.
Also thanks for my two reviews and the follows! I don't care how little that reviewer count is as long as people read it haha
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