"Thank you Bonnie for meeting me." Stefan said with appreciation. She nodded in response and they began to walk side by side towards the mansion of where all the witches had been massacred a couple centuries ago.
"How's Elena doing?" Bonnie asked, trying to remove the tension and awkward silence. Stefan glanced at Bonnie for a split second before looking towards the house.
"She's still grieving."Stefan replied with a sigh before continuing. "I just don't know what else to do to help her. Everyone she has loved, and grown to care about is gone." Bonnie looked at the solemn look on Stefan's face. She could see the guilt on his face and pain in his voice. He blamed himself, which he shouldn't.
"It's not your fault…Stefan."Bonnie said in attempt to ease his guilty conscious. "What happened to Jenna and John… no one could have seen that coming." Stefan gave her a thank you look. "All we can do now is continue to be there for her… you, me Jeremy, Alaric and sadly Damon." She rolled her eyes at mentioning Damon's name and a small smile surfaced on Stefan's grim face. "We're all she has now." Bonnie added softly.
"Thank you." Stefan said with a nod and appreciative smile. He needed to hear it, to be reminded that Elena wasn't alone, that there was but only so much you could do in this situation. He opened the door but had trouble stepping into the home, his vampire instinct and also the spell that was cast on the house was restricting him from entering.
"Hold on." He stepped aside so Bonnie could enter the house first. She mumbled a few words of a spell and did a few hand movements. When she was done she turned to look at Stefan and nodded her head. Stefan placed a cautious foot through the threshold before turning to look over his shoulder and closing the door behind him.
"Well, thanks Caroline for dropping me off." Elena said quickly before reaching for the door.
"Um excuse me I'm not going to leave you." A loud exasperated sigh escaped Elena's mouth as she crossed her arms over her chest. She didn't feel like being babysat. The danger was over, she just wanted to get past this and move forward.
"This is something that I want to do alone." Elena replied as she opened the door and started to climb out of the car. Caroline stopped her by grabbing her wrist firmly but gently pulling Elena back into the passenger seat.
"You're not alone Elena…you don't have to do this by yourself." Caroline stated softly while watching Elena's expressionless face stare straight ahead.
"I know… I just…want to."Elena said before turning her gaze to Caroline, she gave her an apologetic smile.
"Fine…" Caroline said with defeated sigh. "I don't want to hover." She said as she raised her hands as if she was surrendering. "I understand everyone grieves in their own way." Caroline said more to herself than to Elena. "But… you know that I'm here for you… right." She added as she turned to look at Elena who nodded her head in response.
"Yea I do." Elena said with an appreciative smile before pulling Caroline into a hug.
"This better not be your way of bailing on me." Caroline said as she pulled away to look at her. Elena let out a chuckle before replying.
"No, it's not. I'm staying true to my word. Plus after this, I may need a distraction." Caroline squeezed Elena's hand before letting go. Elena climbed out of the car and headed towards the house. She opened the door to the house she had once called home and began to take the steps towards Jenna's room.
Sheriff Forbes had impatiently waited an hour after Stefan's departure. She wanted to make sure that there was no one left in the house. Adrenaline, anxiousness and a hint of fear stirred in her belly as she climbed out of her car and began creeping towards the house next door to the Salvatore's. The sheriff stood before the bush that divided both houses, and scanned her surroundings. There was no sign of anyone, and the only noise she heard was her own nervous breathing. Just as she pulled back a few branches and was about to trespass on the Salvatore's lawn, a black Mercedes pulled into the driveway. Her body was frozen, like a statue as she peaked through the bushes to see who the visitor was. Mrs. Forbes was beyond shock to see news reporter Andie Starr at the house. Curiosity caused a surge of questions to fill her mind as she watched Andie, bend down to retrieve a key from under the welcome mat, and enter the Salvatore house. What was the news reporter doing there for one? Was she aware that the Salvatore brothers were not only vampires but killers? Was she a vampire herself?
Damon opened his weary eyes at the sound of slurping and the smell of fresh blood. His fangs immediately exposed themselves and hunger began to rise within him. He turned his head to locate the sound that was behind him, and was surprised to see a figure crouched down, draining a blood bag of all its contents. Long chestnut hair covered the mysterious figure's face.
"Kathrine?" Damon asked the crouched figure that was in the far away corner. The figure did not look up from the blood bag. Damon gulped down the knot that had begun to form in his throat. It's couldn't be. "Elena?" Damon asked with a shaky voice. Slowly the woman's head rose at the sound of her name. Her blood shot eyes glared at him. It couldn't be. Damon said to himself. John had sacrificed his life for hers. She came back a human not a vampire. But it was then that his eyes caught sight of the shining silver vervain necklace. Damon felt his heart sulk at what the truth that sat in front of him. It was her. His eyes darted from the blood that trickled down from her mouth to her chin, and the veins that pulsed underneath her crimson eyes and the blood that was dripping from her hands.
"Hello, Damon." Elena said before tossing the empty blood bag beside her.
"Wha-what happened?" Damon asked confusion etched in the creased between his eye brows. "John sacrificed his life, he stopped the transition…" Damon whispered refusing to believe that this was real. Elena slowly got up from the ground and wiped her mouth with her wrist.
"Well, obviously it didn't work." Elena said in a low growl. "Yet another failed attempt at saving my life and protecting those around me." Damon stared at the ground unable to look at her, still refusing to believe that Elena's' a vampire. And he had something to do with it.
"I'm so sorry Elena." Damon said his voice full of empathy as he finally turned his head and glanced up at her.
"You made the wrong choice." Elena said as she leaned against the wall her arms folded across her chest protectively.
"I know… I wasn't thinking." Damon said guilt evident in his voice, before adding. "I just couldn't risk losing you, like I lost Kathrine." He added breathlessly. Elena rolled her eyes, and shook her head with disbelief.
"Your selfish Damon, you'd risk everyone's lives to hold onto the thing you about what I wanted?" Elena asked, anger and pain etched in her voice on her beautiful face. "Did you ever consider the life that I would want?" Damon looked up at her, pain in guilt evident in his eyes. There was nothing he could say to make it right. And there was no point in defending himself because he knew he was wrong.
"You knew how I felt about people making choices for me, and people putting their lives in jeopardy for me. And yet you managed to not only kill Jenna but my father that last existence of my biological family." Elena shook her head angrily, hot tears now streaming down her face. "How could you expect me to forgive you or even accept your apology?"
"I don't…" Damon said a tear slowly trickling down his sweat drenched face. "I'm so sorry." He whispered breathlessly. The tears were blurring his vision, making it difficult for him to see Elena.
"Damon?" a familiar voice, that wasn't Elena's called out to him. Damon began to rub his eyes before looking in the corner that he expected to see Elena in, but she was gone. It was just a dream, more like his worst nightmare…Or maybe it was his guilt. Damon was snapped from his thoughts when he heard his name being called again and looked towards the door.
"Who were you talking to?" Andie asked suspicion etched in her voice.
"No one, open the door." He ordered breathlessly.
"No, not until you apologize for not calling me and ignoring my calls." Andie raised an expectant eyebrow, as a sly smile rose to her lips. With quick speed Damon got up from the floor and was in front of the door glaring at her.
"Open the door." Damon growled. His eyes penetrating Andie's as he compelled her. With a dazed look Andie did as she was told, and removed the chains from the handle before unlocking the three bolts on the door. He roughly pushed the door open causing her to stumble back, when she regained her balance she looked up into Damon's deadly stare. He didn't say anything just let out a huff before stalked past her. Andie followed quickly behind him trying to keep up.
"Well…." Andie said in anticipation. Damon didn't pay attention to her as he took the stairs two at a time to his room, with Andie quick on his heel. "Aren't you going to thank me…?" Damon ignored her as he entered his room and headed towards his end table for his phone. She watched impatiently as he continued to ignore her and began busying himself with his phone. Damon noticed the, 50 unread texts and 100 missed calls from Andie. But what caught his eye was the miss call from Caroline. He clicked on his voice mail and listen to the brand new message.
"Hey Damon, I tried to reach Stefan but his phone is off, which is weird. And I wasn't sure if you went with him to go look for Klaus's whereabouts." Damon was going to hang up, but waited patiently for Caroline to get to the point. "But, anyway Elena's back at her parent's house packing up Jenna's things. She told me she wanted to do it alone but I don't want her handling everything by herself. I would have told Jeremy but Elena would have told him to not worry about it. So just go… check up on her for me please." He exited his voice mail and shoved his phone back into his pockets.
"Are we going to at least talk about us?" Andie asked. Damon rolled his eyes, his patience was diminishing with each seconded that this woman inhaled and exhaled. He didn't have time for this, he had somewhere else to be.
"There isn't any us… Andie… there never was." Damon groaned with annoyance. He would have thought that after the night that he had bitten her, and put the fear of death in her eyes, she would have gotten enough common sense to leave him alone. But apparently she lacked a brain. Andie slowly shook her head refusing to believe that what they had shared was more than sex, he trusted her, and he confided her. How could he not see that she was willing to look past his flaws and be with him, even though he was in love with someone else. Damon let out an exasperated sigh as he watched tears slowly glide down the news reporter's face. He walked towards her and placed his hand on her cheek. "You were just a distraction, Andie…" Damon said as he caressed her cheek, before peering into her eyes. "When you leave here, you're going to forget we ever happened. You'll leave Mystic Falls and find another job in Canada. Fall in love with a guy that isn't damaged, and live a happy life." He said compelling her. Andie's eyes closed shut and when they opened she found herself in her car. She gazed up at the familiar eccentric house, and then examined her surroundings. She wasn't sure how she had gotten here, or who lived here. All Andie seemed to be aware of was this new found inspiration and direction that coursed through her. She felt the sudden desire to leave Mystic Falls, which she never thought she would ever do. But somehow she had confidence and a gut feeling that a better life awaited her and it was somewhere far away from Mystic Falls.
A/N: Thank you for taking the time to read my fan-fic. I have more chapters coming up and I'm almost done just need to add more scenes and to edit and add more details. I hope to finish this tonight or before the season finale.