Disclaimer: Not mine, as much as I wish it. A/N: The Salvatores go undercover, Sarah discovers the truth about Enzo, and Tyler falls in love! R&R x
Salvatores Undercover
4.
Sarah, Damon and Stefan went to see Uncle Zach in gaol. Tyler frowned, trying to look threatening, and told them they only had five minutes. He glared at Stefan, who glared back, and left, patting his puppy Flash beneath his arm. Damon was glad to be rid of him, and sat down on the visitor's chair to talk. "Never should have left you!" he growled. Uncle Zach looked over the three teens and sighed, strumming his old guitar as he spoke. "These guys have no business here, they've got farms and children at home..." Sarah looked at the forlorn farmers and wished she could think of a way to release them.
Damon scratched his thick black hair. "What if I blow a hole in the wall?" Stefan seemed interested, but Sarah shook her head, saying it was too dangerous. Uncle Zach nodded, telling them to catch a bus out of town, he didn't want them in any more trouble than they already were. Sarah put her hands on the gaol bars adamant. "You need to lean on us, like we lean on you." Uncle Zach smiled, pressing his hand against his daughter's in a kind manner. Stefan gave Damon a look, and they both nodded in support. "Once a 'shiner, always a 'shiner..." Uncle Zach muttered, coming up with a plan.
Stefan and Damon dropped Sarah off to work and saw Enzo carrying some deliveries from the courier, Cargo express. Sarah went to greet Enzo, annoyed, when he blew her off, too busy to greet her with a kiss. Stefan retrieved a wig from the back seat of the car and smirked. The Salvatore brothers saw their wanted posters on the Grill's noticeboard, luckily they came prepared - borrowing clothes from Sarah and pretending to be cousins from Alabama.
"Sarah's coming..." Damon said, adjusting his wig while Stefan hid a fake-ice-cream proposal beneath his menu. Damon wore a red dress with matching red heels. Stefan's dress had yellow sunflowers on it, with a matching bag. Sarah walked passed holding a tray of drinks. She left a key in Damon's hand, the key to 'Boss' Lockwood's office out the back. "Enzo has nothing to do with this," she hissed, holding Damon's depressed glare, then Damon grinned.
"Innocent until proven guilty..." Damon said. "Hey Alaric!" He waved his pal over to their table, adjusting his voice when Alaric seemed confused. Stefan shuffled down in his seat, letting Alaric sit, and the latter recognised his two friends. "What do you know about this?" Damon asked, pointing to Stefan's menu. Alaric's eyes lit up, thinking he meant the menu. "Oh, those burgers are to die for..."
Damon dropped his head in his hands. "I've tasted the salad - it's magnifique..." Alaric's eyes glazed over in thought, mouth ajar and a string of drool on the verge of dripping. Stefan pointed inside his menu, waiting for Alaric to connect the dots. "Oh," Alaric's nodded. "That's new," his eyes widened. Damon continued with his conversation.
"'Boss' Lockwood's campaign will be outside here in a few hours, so, we've got until then to discover what he, Enzo and Tyler are really up to. We need your tow truck, because we're going win that reward money, and use it to free Uncle Zach," Damon said, giving Stefan a sideways look to check he was still focussed. Stefan saw Caroline and Bonnie sitting on bar stools, chatting and drinking colourful cocktails. Damon kicked Stefan beneath the table, glaring at him to concentrate.
"You ladies ready to order?" Sarah asked, tapping her pencil on her notepad, and eyeing Enzo who carried more deliveries from his car. Sarah leaned into the table. "Ok boys, now's your chance," she hissed, flicking her hair over her shoulder with a frown. Her cousins gave an appreciative smile. Damon was first to enter the empty office. Stefan heard murmurs coming from a human sized painting of the mayor and Damon looked for the deliveries, stumped when they'd disappeared.
A line of light along the carpet beneath the painting, revealed to Stefan, a secret door, still ajar. Inside, Enzo and the mayor unpacked deliveries, jubilant about their plan to arrest moonshiners and win in the polls. "How did you discover the benefit?" the mayor asked Enzo, pouring himself a drink.
"Heard it from Sarah Salvatore. That girl is so naive, all I had to do was pretend to like her and her secrets spilled out." Both men laughed. Stefan clenched his teeth, trying to keep his anger at bay.
"He lied?" Sarah startled them, coming into the room. "He never cared about me at all?" Damon comforted her, ushering her outside. "Don't confront Enzo just yet," he warned. "We need him to lead us to where I think they're producing the moonshine: the ice-cream factory on the other side of the falls. I need you to get to the station and persuade Matt to borrow their call-out radios. We're going to show the citizens of Mystic Falls who they can trust. Come on Stefan," Damon said, looking up to see Tyler Lockwood giving Stefan, or Stephanie, Damon grinned, 'bambi' eyes.
Of course to Tyler, Stefan was exactly the sheriff's type. "Haven't seen you two in these parts?" Stefan shoved Tyler's hands from his waist but being direct only deepened Tyler's attraction. "Care for a dance?" he whispered against Stefan's ear, making him flinch. Damon's eyes lit up with excitement. Now was the opportunity to return the favour and help Stefan with Tyler- "Stephanie loves to dance!" Stefan glared at Damon, spinning across the dance floor. Sarah watched the shenanigans, and undid her apron, angered by Enzo's lies but relieved to see Matt in the crowd.
Damon knew Matt's weakness was Sarah, and so he could sort of relax knowing part of the plan was in good hands. Stefan noticed Liz Forbes asking questions around The Grill and pulled himself from Tyler's grip, stamping on Tyler's foot in a desperate attempt to escape his wandering hands. Damon smirked, and kept walking, while Bonnie and Caroline gave them double takes. Tyler groaned, but even his smarting toe was not enough to keep away. Stefan adjusted his bag, hitting Tyler in the face and avoiding a kiss goodbye.
"What do you mean there's an audit in place?" 'Boss' Lockwood had asked when he'd followed Enzo to the bar. Liz clipped her pen to her clipboard. "This is my nephew's bar, and nothing is wrong with the way he runs it!" Damon and Stefan reached their table, keeping their heads down. Tyler slinked back to his own table and Alaric finished his last bite of burger. Damon saw Bonnie and Caroline studying again. "It's just procedure, mayor," Liz replied, looking at everything in the room and taking notes. "Annual health and safety check. I'll need to look over your office too, Enzo." Liz said.
Enzo hesitated, swaying a little from the after affects of the moonshine. Liz followed Enzo to his office. 'Boss' Lockwood marched over to Tyler, and shoved him outside to have 'words.' Sarah walked straight over to Matt, pulling his pen from his uniform pocket. "Matt, I need a favour," she smiled. "I need you to show me around the station, it's very important." The other male patrons looked jealous. "Now?" Matt stuttered, envious of the way she licked his pen lid before sliding it behind her ear. Sarah draped her arm around her friend's neck, aware of Enzo's presence. While Enzo stared, Sarah placed a kiss against Matt's cheek, leading him outside.
"So how much of a share of this reward money are we talking about?" Alaric said, licking his fingers. When neither Salvatore boy answered, because they were entranced by their other halves, Alaric glimpsed a wink between Liz and Caroline Forbes, as if Caroline had initiated the Health check. "Well, how about that," Alaric grinned, impressed. Damon and Stefan had also seen, and were now in awe.
"How the hell does Sarah do this each day?" Damon murmured, rubbing his feet. "I've so many blisters!" Stefan groaned. "No idea!" He began the engine, seeing Enzo running to his car. "Here we go..." Damon gave Stefan a nod, and they followed, eager to see for themselves whether their hunch was right. Damon saw Alaric, Caroline and Bonnie attaching a rope from the mayor's stage to Alaric's tow truck -phase two of the plan was set into motion.
"I can't see with all this dirt!" Stefan grumbled, spinning The General Lee down the country road. Damon leaned over and flicked on the windscreen wipers, but all it did was make the dust storm worse." He knows we're on his tail," Damon said, holding onto the hand-grip. "Faster!" Stefan accelerated, sending the car further down the road, and into a ditch.
"You okay?" Damon asked, taking off his seat belt and climbing from the car. Stefan had bumped his head on the steering well, but the worse of the three, was definitely The General Lee, its hood bowed, and with smoke pouring out its engine. "You should have let me drive!" Damon yelled. Stefan ran his hand through his hair, annoyed. "Why? Because I'm so incompetent?" he said.
Damon gritted his teeth together. "Your instincts are incompetent!" He looked down the empty stretch of road, trying to see which way would be the quickest to Alaric's shop.
"Plan all you want but somebody had to do something!" Stefan shouted, rubbing his head wound onto his jeans. Damon frowned. "Well, your plan got us stuck in a ditch!" Damon started walking.
"That's what you're good at, leaving people behind!" Stefan yelled after him. Damon walked ten minutes without seeing anyone, and thought of the his life since moving to town: it had been better, he was sure. Damon tried to hitch a lift out of town with one of 'Boss' Lockwood's ice-cream trucks. The truck slowed but didn't stop, and Damon slapped his hand against the side, realizing soon after, it wasn't cold. His theory had been right and now all he and Stefan had to do was prove it.
A sick engine crawled up the road behind Damon. Stefan parked the car, pulled himself from the crumpled door and walked up to him, pointing at the town line which Damon had pondered whether or not to cross or not. "I can't follow you, brother. I can't cross that line. I love Mystic Falls, I love my hair in the sun, I love Uncle Zach and Sarah..." Damon smiled, taking a step forward and hugging Stefan. "Heat of the moment, it'll never happen again. One of Lockwood's ice-cream trucks just went by and it wasn't cold! It's a cover, so I reckon we've been right all along! Lockwood's still a shiner, and he's hiding his business on the other side of the falls!"
Sarah leaned against The General Lee as Alaric, dressed in overalls fixed what he could of the car in such short notice. "I can't believe I'm going to let you drive it without having fixed the upholstery!" Damon grinned, shaking Alaric's shoulder and thanking him for what he managed to do. "I can't believe Enzo was such a jerk! I'm so stupid to have fallen for him." Stefan poured over a map of the falls, as a few last minute logistics. "You're not stupid, Sarah!" Stefan said. "He made me feel pretty!"
she sighed. "You don't need some big city jerk to tell you you're pretty!" Damon replied.
Sarah returned from the bathroom where she had left Matt pouring over his notebook in the middle of the corridor, concentrating hard on stocktaking the stationery. She smiled, needing first, to tamper with the radios so her cousins could claim a confession from the mayor and second, to mend their friendship. "Hi Deputy, anything exciting happening?" she said, placing her hands on her hips and unintentionally thrusting her chest upwards. Matt's blue eyes widened in surprise, and his cheeks turned the colour of radishes. "I-I don't really get to leave the station, so..." he sounded disappointed. Sarah smiled, taking the pencil from his shaking hands and returned it inside the spiral of his notebook. "Well, I bet there's a lot of important business here..." she whispered, draping her arms around his neck and feeling his nervous heart beats against her chest.
"Want to show me around, some more?" Sarah asked, giving him another friendly kiss. "Oh yes, please..." Matt returned his notepad to his back pocket and put his hat on. He was just showing her the call-out room, explaining how sometimes Tyler let him use the radios, when Sarah listened, resting one elbow on the desk, and began to play with the cords.
"Oh, I-I don't think you're meant to be touching those Miss Sarah..." he began. Sarah gave him a seductive smile and pointed to something on the desk. "Matt, pass me that screwdriver, please?" Matt sighed. "Yes, ma'am," he said, giving it to her and Sarah thanked him with another kiss.
A/N: Apologies for the wait, guys. Reviews are more than welcome, and any typos, please point out. x