A/N
I don't own any TVD character, we all know that.
So, here is THE chapter. This is the chapter in which you learn HOW Jenna is still alive in this fanfiction. It took me 5 hours to figure it all out. When I started this fanfic, I knew what I wanted, but I hadn't thought it all through. It took me a while, but it was definitely worth it. This is the chapter that should make sense.. And I hope it does! Enjoy reading. J
~ If I tell you
Will you listen?
Will you stay?
Will you be here forever?
Never go away?
Never thought things would change, only time,
please don't say again that you have to go ~
Jenna woke up when the door bell rang. Confused where she was, she looked around. Boarding house living room, she thought. Jenna then remembered what had happened. I must have fallen asleep, Jenna thought. "Damon," she heard a familiar voice say. She didn't think she could ever forget the sound of it, nor the person it belonged to. An excited feeling fluttered in her stomach and Jenna felt suddenly awake. "Alaric," Damon greeted and closed the door behind him. His friend looked awful, he realized. He hoped that'd change soon. This was strange though, how did you tell someone that someone who was supposed to be dead and buried was sitting wide awake -he had hear Jenna woke up and her heartbeat increase at the sound of Ric's voice, on the couch? "I don't know how to say this," Damon admitted. Alaric raised his eyebrow at him. "Just spit it out?" he suggested but Damon shook his head. "I don't think that'd do in this situation. I guess you will have to.. see for yourself," he replied and walked back towards the living room, with Alaric following his every step.
Alaric had a strange feeling about this. Damon's call earlier hadn't made any sense and he was too far from being sober to be able to help with whatever. So why did Damon need him over at the boarding house? He didn't want to go. His world seemed to have shattered in the last few days. At first, he hadn't realized what exactly had happened. When he did, it had felt like someone had turned out all of the lights in the world. As if the sun never would rise again. He took another sip of his bourbon. It was as if no matter what would happen in the world, he couldn't care. Alaric knew he had to, though. He had to take care of Jeremy and Elena. He owed that to Jenna, for all the hurt he'd done to her in the last couple of days and for everything that had happened to her.
Alaric didn't know what number of glass of pure alcohol this was for him. All he knew was that even the drinks didn't buzz his head enough to make him forget what had happened. It wasn't strong enough to numb the feelings inside of him, not one single second. He had never felt so lost. His -god knows how many, glass was empty and he decided to go and see what Damon needed him for. He probably shouldn't drive right now, he should be an example to all of his history students, but he couldn't care less and got into his car.
~ A bitter thought,
I had it all,
but I just let it go
Hold your silence,
it's a violence since you're gone
All my thoughts are with you forever,
until the day we'll be back together
I will be waiting for you ~
I rang the bell of the Salvatore's boarding house and waited for Damon to answer the door. When he did, I nodded, "Damon." He greeted back and closed the door behind me. "I don't know how to say this," Damon admitted and I raised an eyebrow at him. Since when did Damon not know what to say? I had a weird feeling about this. "Just spit it out?" I suggested but Damon shook his head. "I don't think that'd do in this situation. I guess you will have to.. see for yourself," he replied and walked towards the living room. I stood in the hallway, still thinking about what I had to think of all of this, but decided to follow him and 'see for myself.'
When I turned around the corner and saw the back of her head, I froze. This couldn't be. I recognized that hair better than anything else in the world. It belonged to someone who had died two nights ago. I couldn't move and I felt my heart stop for a moment. I didn't know what to do, or what to feel. I was too shocked by what was right in front of me. At first I thought I was more drunk than I thought I was, but when she turned around something told me that this was true. This was real. Her green eyes confirmed it and her shy smile was what convinced me. "Ric," Jenna said. All of the world seemed to be in that word, my name. I walked towards her fast, tears wetting every single place on my face. I didn't care. "Jenna," I said, when I reached the couch, getting down on my knees so we were on eye level. "Jenna," I repeated, my eyes taking in the woman in front of me. I couldn't believe this. Even aliens and ufo's were more realistic than this. "It's okay, I'm here," she comforted me and placed her hand on my wet cheek. I'd never expect to see her again, let alone feel her touch. My hand raised to take her hand and I laced my fingers through hers.
I didn't notice a knock on the door, neither Damon walking away to answer it. All I could see was the woman I loved in front of me. A waterfall of emotions rushed through my body, and I couldn't sort them out. I didn't know how to feel, except that I was relieved and confused. Jenna seemed to enjoy it, because she was smiling widely. I didn't know what had happened, what was happening right now or what would happen, but I smiled back before leaning in to kiss her.
~ If I had told you
you would've listened,
you had stayed
You would be here forever,
never went away ~
If someone had told him this would happen a few hours ago, Alaric would have laughed humourless at the very thought of it. He'd have exclaimed that they were crazy and he'd have shook his head and laughed it off. When he pulled back from the kiss that had mean more than any word ever said, he saw Elena entering the room, shock was all over her face.
When she drove to the driveway of the boarding house, Elena saw that she wasn't the only person who seemed to be invited. She walked to the door and knocked twice, before Damon answered it. "This better be good," she warned him. He grinned. "Oh, believe me, it is," he said and winked, opening the door. "If it turns out you made something up to get me here, I'll.." she warned, but didn't know what to finish her sentence with. "You'll what?" Damon smirked and narrowed his eyes. Elena pointed her finger at him, "I don't know yet but I'll make sure you'll regret it."
Damon took a step closer, it was what she liked to call 'uncomfortably close'. Elena felt her heart skip a beat and inhaled his scent. She suddenly had a déjà-vu feeling, the way he cocked his head to the right side, his eyes flashing over her face. It had exactly been like this when they first met.
"Hmhm," Damon replied and turned away from her. She walked after him, but stopped when she was halfway and saw her aunt on the couch, with Alaric beside her. This couldn't be.
I smiled at Elena when she walked in. Damon had told me that she was okay, but I had been anxious to see for myself. "It's hard to tell whose face is the most priceless," I said and looked from Elena to Damon and to Ric. Elena looked at Damon, who nodded. She walked towards the couch with Damon right behind her. "Jenna," Elena breathed and I saw a tear appear in both her eyes. "The one and only," I grinned, which caused her to roll her eyes. She hugged me and I made room for her on the couch. "How?" she asked, folding her feet under her. "That's what we all want to know," Damon said and took a chair to sit at Elena's side of the couch. The two of them shared a look and I wondered what it was about. "I have a theory," I told them and all three of them turned their attention to me, when I started to tell what I remembered.
~ It would never have been the same,
our time would have been in vain,
because you had to go
the sweetest thought,
I had it all
Because I did let you go
Our moments keep me warm
when you're gone ~
"It's okay Elena, I know what I have to do," I heard myself say. I lunged for the witches throat with unbelievable high speed. I had to try, to fight once more. I knew I wouldn't survive this, but Elena could. Without the witch, Klaus was nothing. And she'd live. I sunk my teeth in Greta's neck, sucking the life out of her. I felt a stake piercing my right side and gasped. Before I knew what had happened, I was a few feet away on the ground. I searched for Elena and found her eyes. My heart broke when I saw her face. I knew what would happen now, Klaus only a few inches away from me, watching us. I didn't have words to define how afraid I was and the saying 'scared to death' was all I could think of. "Just turn it off," Elena cried, "Jenna, turn it of you won't be scared anymore," she told me. His hand grabbed my shoulder, rolling me over. I tried not to think of what I saw above me, but instead thought of Ric, Elena and Jeremy. Then I let go off all the humanity inside of me and gasped when something pierced my heart. It made me want to scream, to yell out in pain, and before I knew, it was over. A light that seemed to come from inside of me exploded, too bright for my eyes. My skin was on fire, my head felt like drowning while the earth beneath me seemed to shatter. A breeze of wind was the last thing I felt, before my soul seemed to heal. "NO, Jenna, NO," was the last thing I heard.
~ All my thoughts are with you forever
Until the day we'll be back together
I will be waiting for you ~
"I still don't understand," Elena whispered. I sighed, I had thought about this for a while now. If it was true, I would probably never know. Nobody was here to prove it. "You know that I told you Klaus made me drink his blood?" I asked her and she nodded. "From all of this, I understood that he is both a vampire, an Original, and a werewolf," I started and looked from one to another. "He killed me, but his blood was still in my system. I was in transition and had to complete it. I drank blood.. But not just blood, I drank from a witch." Damon leaned back, "interesting." Elena seemed silent and Ric was thinking very hard about this too. I could tell.
"You see, my blood contained all three kind of supernatural blood. I think I might have had extra powers, because of this. But I'm not sure. I didn't really have time to find out," I smiled weakly. "When Klaus.." I paused, talking about this made me reliving that night. I cringed, but told myself to get it out. It would be easier if I had. "When Klaus staked me, I should have been dead, everything should have faded to black. But all I saw was a white light, so.. alive that it hurted my eyes. It blinded me. It felt like something in my whole body had exploded. My skin was on fire, but my head seemed to be as cool as water. I could feel the grass tickling my back through my jacket and cold, fresh air seemed to gather around me like a blanket."
All three of them were lost in their own thoughts, but they were still listening very closely. "It felt like life was rushing through me," I paused, trying to explain this well. It sounded crazy, but yet, every word was true. "Klaus was pure evil, so was Greta, they were both supernatural, unreal. They shouldn't exist in the human world. When I died, the opposite happened because of the blood running through me. I was brought back to life. It made me exactly the opposite of supernatural; human."
I looked at my hands. "I know it sounds crazy, it is crazy, but it's the only thing that could explain it. And the feeling that rushed through me, as soon as the stake pierced my heart, is indescribable. But I never felt so alive, it was like I was one with nature," I raised one eyebrow at myself. I sounded like I was drunk and high at the same time. Elena was quiet. "It does make sense," Damon said and gave me an encouraging smile. "We are dead, you might have been a vampire too short to notice, but we are. We don't need air to breath, or food to live. All we need is blood. All we need is to be everyone's worst nightmare; death. It's the same with werewolves. The curse of the sun and the moon explained that," he told me. "A werewolf bite kills a vampire," Elena stated. Damon looked at her and smirked, "exactly. Werewolves are made to kill vampires. Whenever werewolves are near vampires, no matter how much they like each other when the wolf is in its human shape, it will always feel the urge to kill the vampire." Damon looked at Elena, "that's why I told Blondie not to be friends with Tyler, but she only listens to herself," he smirked. I could see Elena roll her eyes.
"What about witches? They don't have to kill," Elena asked him. He thought about it. "True, but in Greta's case, she abused her power. When Bonnie and I were at the place the spirits of the dead, ancient, witches linger, they told her something. It is what witches learn; their power is to balance wrong and right. Evil and good, nature and supernatural. Greta didn't. She supported evil."
"So you think I'm right? That because the fact their supernatural blood, connected with death, ran through my veins and the fact I died, was what brought me back?" I asked him. He nodded, "death can't go with death."
"But you just said that vampires are practically dead, so how can vampires die if death can't go with death?" Ric asked. It had been the loophole in my theory. "The blood inside of a vampire, isn't only vampire blood. He needs human -or animal, blood to live. With this blood, a vampire isn't as dead as it seems to be."
"But I drank from Greta to complete the transition and I turned. That means her blood is human." Damon shook his head, "it's part human, but it is part witch blood too. It's the bloodline that makes a witch a witch. Not every human happens to be a witch."
"That doesn't change that I had human blood inside of me, so I wasn't as dead as I should have been either. My blood wasn't only dead, there was human's blood in it," I said. I wasn't so sure about my theory anymore about three kind of supernatural in my system saving my life. But there had to be an explanation. "That's right," Damon admitted. "Didn't you just say that Elena had told you to turn your humanity off? And that you had?" he asked. I wondered where this was going. I had turned an invisible switch in my head, but that didn't change the fact the human blood still had been in my body. "Yes," I said, "yes I did."
"I did that for a long time. Turning my humanity off. We all knew what that made me," Damon said grimly. He looked at Elena, and she rested her hand on his shoulder. Had I missed something? I returned by look to Damon when he spoke. "When I lived like this, I didn't care who it was I killed. How many humans I killed at one night. Turning your humanity off stimulates the vampire inside of you. When you turn it off, and embrace what you are -the cause of dead of others, you will keep on killing."
That made sense, I thought. The less human you were as a vampire, the more you needed human blood. The more you killed, the more you were the death itself. "So turning my humanity off probably tuned out the fact that I had human blood in my system? Why couldn't you turn your humanity off when someone is about to stake you? It doesn't make sense," I wondered out loud. If turning your humanity off before getting killed was the explanation, then why couldn't every vampire do that right before they were killed. "Oh, it does," Damon said. "You forgot about the werewolf blood inside of you. You see, we just found out that Klaus' blood cures a werewolf bite." I raised my eyebrow at him, werewolf bite? "Tyler bit me," he said. Shock was all over my face. When had this happened. "You were under the ground when it happened," Damon grinned. "Damon!" Ric snapped. I picked up his hand. "It's okay, I'm here now," I told him and looked into his eyes. Damon cleared his throat, and I turned my attention back to him. I blushed. "Klaus' blood?" I asked. "Yes, normal werewolf blood won't do. Klaus is both vampire and werewolf. His blood cures a vampire from a werewolf bite."
"I don't understand, what does that have to do with Jenna," Elena asked him. "If it had been normal werewolf blood in Jenna's system, it would have weakened her, because she was a vampire. But the blood in her was part human, part witch, part Jenna's vampire blood, part Klaus' vampire blood and part werewolf. You can say that her own blood tuned out the human part of the mixture, when she turned her humanity off. When you erase those from the equation, you keep three very different kind of bloods, but all similar in a way; Klaus' vampire blood, witch blood and werewolf blood."
"So the fact that I drank from Klaus, who is half werewolf and half vampire and the fact that they made me drink from a witch, who's human part of blood I tuned out with my own blood, saved me?" I asked. I thought my story about how I had felt the elements of the world rush through me had been crazy. But it had been nothing compared to this. "That's what I think, yes," Damon answered smiling. "Werewolf bites kill a vampire, it is not the blood of the wolf that does this, but I am quite sure that a vampire drinking from a wolf would end badly. Even if it wouldn't, to be saved like you, a vampire would have to drink from a witch, a werewolf and another vampire at the same time," he said, still thinking. "And I don't think it would work that way. But I'm not willing to find out," he grinned. Elena chuckled beside me and I could see Alaric was smiling as well.
Something occurred to me then, the reason why Elena and Ric were here, besides the obvious. Damon had told me I'd get the whole story of Stefan when they were here. I looked at Elena, who was smiling at Damon. "Where is Stefan?" I wondered out loud and wished I hadn't. Elena's smile disappeared and a dark look crossed her face. She looked at her hands. "He agreed with Klaus to do everything he'd say. Including leaving Mystic Falls," Elena whispered and met my eyes. "Why?" was all I could say. I couldn't believe this. "To save me," Damon answered. Elena looked at him and Damon looked back. He reached for her hand at the same time she reached for his. "Klaus' blood was the only cure for the bite Tyler had given Damon. Stefan gave up everything to save his brother," Ric told me and took me in his arms when I didn't respond. I felt like I was frozen in place and time.
I'm sorry if there are any (spelling) mistakes. I read it a few times but sometimes you just read past them. The song I used for this chapter is "Bittersweet" by Within Temptation. I thought it did make sense at both Alaric's and Jenna's part. You should listen to it, it's beautiful!
I haven't written chapter 4 yet, so I don't know when the next update will be. I'm still not sure what this fanfic will end like, but I'm planning on a Jenna/Elena scene and probably more Damon/Elena and Jenna/Alaric. I love different kind of POVs, I hope it's not too confusing. This started as a Jenna fanfic, but I have no idea where it will lead to yet.
Reviews are very welcome, for some reason this chapter weights more than the others because it explained the how-question. I'm curious about what my readers thought of this!