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Time slowly passed in Mystic Falls from November to December. I finally bought a laptop; it was second hand but cheap and worked brilliantly. My visits to principal Croydon's office have subsided from every two days to every Monday and Friday. Bonnie still keeps on blushing in our history lessons but she pays attention to the lesson now. Klaus keeps on sending me invitations to his stupid ball counting down the days when I'll see him again. Tyler let it slip to me that Klaus also has a crush on Caroline when he was drunk. I didn't find that surprising at all.
Caroline is great. She's evil but she's great! I found it interesting how she actually encouraged me to be in her circle of friends now. I suspected it was because they wanted something but I actually had fun with them. Even Elena.
Me and Rebekah also got close. Close enough for her to reveal to me that she knew who I was and I knew who she was. We laughed over how good of actresses we were. And then we had a tone of ice cream when she started crying about Klaus being a complete dickhead to her. I started crying about my parents. And we then hugged, ate more ice cream and watched 'How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days'.
Caroline's gang was cautious around her but if we were sitting at a booth at The Grill and they'd come round and sit, they'd have to be polite. It really was me and Rebekah vs. them sometimes. One thing that has happened making me very glad, Matt and Rebekah have started throwing those little playful smiles at each other. We were actually sitting in a booth when he came over flashing us a quick grin.
"Can I get you two pretty ladies anything?" He asked and winked at Rebekah. I smirked.
"I think maybe you two should get a room first." Rebekah turned her head sharply at me. Matt looked alarmed.
"What? Why?" He asked me and sat down next to her.
"So you can make out in peace."
"We're not dating." He denied.
"Absolutely not. I am too busy to date." Rebekah said.
"If you're not dating, why are you holding hands underneath the table right now?" Matt stood up quickly.
"I gotta go." He walked away to another table.
"Hey! I didn't place my orde—He's ignoring me. Your boyfriend is mean." Rebekah glared.
"He's not my boyfriend, Lily." She hissed.
"What? Haven't had the talk yet?" She blushed, crossed her arms and looked away. I gasped. "You had! You lying bitch, what happened?" She sighed.
"Sex happened." I looked at her puzzled. "We were having the talk and then we were having sex. I like him; I like him a lot, Lils. But what if he is just...using me again?" I glanced at Matt who was delivering another order to a table. Of course Rebekah was worrying about that. He hurt her once, he could easily do it again. I looked back at her.
"Then I will destroy him, in the most painful way possible." She stared at me bewildered. "By making him a eunuch." I smiled sweetly at her. Rebekah's eyes widened and she laughed nervously. Just then Damon walked in; he spotted us and pushed me further into the booth so he could sit.
"Hello Blondes." He welcomed us with a smug look on his face.
"First of all OW. You bloody pompous arse! That hurt. And no, I do not pay attention to your arse." I cut him off before he could speak. "And second of all, can't you come up with something better than Blondes? Honestly, I'm getting a bit tired of that." He looked thoughtful for a moment before pointing to Rebekah.
"British dead girl." He pointed to me. "British alive girl."
"You do realise that technically neither I nor Lily is British, right?" Rebekah asked him. "We were both born in America." Damon looked confused.
"Then why do you have British accents?" I rolled my eyes.
"You're a fucking tool, you know that?" I said to him. "Not only can't you think with your fucking brain but you fall for your brother's girlfriend."
"Gotta admit, that's pretty pathetic." Rebekah smirked.
"Well you are definitely just a ray of sunshine today, aren't you?" He said to me.
"What do you want tool? Your box is at the plumbers." I muttered.
"Oh, I get it. 'Cause I'm a tool. Very original. Speaking of which. Original Barbie, does your brother have a fetish for balls or something?" Rebekah sat up straight.
"Why? Are you planning on joining his little club of psychopathic party planners?" He smirked at her; I discreetly tried to move his jacket as far away from me as possible without touching it.
"No, just wandering if I should waste my precious time on this one as well. What are you doing?" He asked me baffled. I looked up into his eyes, what I noticed about them for the past month is that they were really intense. I love intense eyes, more than abs. I turned to Rebekah ignoring his question and trying to push him off the seat now with my whole arm.
"I'm going."I said to her.
"To Klaus' ball? That has got to be the dumbest idea you've ever had. Dumber than hiring that college nimrod to take care of the store." She said to me.
"I can't believe I have come to this point in my life but I agree with Vampire Blondie here. You're not going anywhere near Klaus." Damon intersected.
"Why do you care?"
"Maybe because of the fact that he sent you a human head. And the fact that Liz asked me to look after you since then." He explained counting on his fingers. "You're not going anywhere near Klaus."
"Who's gonna stop me? You?" He nodded, I laughed bitterly. "Damon, if it came down to you versus me, I'd win faster than you could move." My eyes lingered on his mouth for a second. "And bite." I sat back. "Besides, I have a pretty dress I will never have a chance to wear again so I might as well go."
"That's a lie. This school has a lot of dances." Rebekah told me.
"Oh come off it already, I've made my mind up. What's the worst that can happen?"
"People usually get killed off when they say that." Damon muttered and went to grab a drink from the bar.
"Dumbest idea ever." Rebekah repeated. "Hey..." She leaned forward. "...is there something going on between you and..." She cocked her head to the bar. I frowned.
"Why would there be something going on between me and him? He's in love with Elena. I don't go for guys who are in love with someone else. Especially if I know the person they're in love with."
"Then why were you staring at him the entire time he sat there?"
"I was trying to push him off the seat."
"Sure, you were."
"I was! Eugh, can we talk about something else than the opposite sex for a while?" We sat there in silence thinking about subjects not including men. "Did those candles I ordered come in?" She nodded.
"Why do you need them anyways?"
"I thought maybe I'd create some basic protection goodie bags, you know, candles, herbs, gemstones, crystals, necklaces, maybe even some scents. I'd do 10 at first and see how they sell." Rebekah nodded.
"That sounds pretty good actually; we could do that during the winter sale. I mean, you could make 10 as a sample now and if they sell out, we could do more in a few weeks." We high fived on the brilliant idea. "Do they actually work?"
"For me it works because it makes my magic stronger, I often rely on earth's natural magic for strength so yeah. But for non-magics, it's like power of will. If it does work, they believe it does, if it doesn't, they call it rubbish and hoax. I think it does to some extent for them but I don't know. I could be completely wrong." Rebekah smiled and glanced at Matt who passed us by.
"I'm gonna be right back." She said to me and followed him into the wash room.
"Take your time." I was sitting alone for 2 whole seconds before Damon occupied Rebekah's seat. He smiled at me crinkling his eyes. "That seat is taken."
"By whom? Your invisible dog?" I leaned forward over the table.
"Do you want me to sick Farrah on you again?" His face darkened at the memory and he took a sip of his drink. "Why are you hanging around me, Damon? What's in it for you?" He stared past me absently.
"Maybe I just like the company?"
"Bull. Shit." His line of vision moved on to me. My fucking hormones were jumping around in my body because of his eyes.
"What? You don't believe I could actually like you?"
"Someone who insults you every few seconds and is too young to drink? Hmm...not really your type now is it. Or who knows, maybe it is. After all, Elena is barely eighteen."
"God, why are you hanging up on that? You don't even like her." I felt fury run through my veins.
"Because it is not okay. It is not okay to make a girl that young choose. It is NOT okay for her to throw away a relationship she is happy in, on a man who would clearly do everything in his power to make sure she stays safe whilst others die. You do not understand that your selfishness would destroy so many people so many fucking times. God, you're so blinded you don't even see how pathetic it is, she may be attracted to you in every single way that is possible but she is still in love with Stefan. Your blood runs through her veins and she is still choosing Stefan over you. She was fifteen when you first told her what she wanted, a love that consumes her. You said that to a fifteen year old girl that Damon. She's still doesn't understand how to open fucking biscuits from the packaging and you expected her to understand what she wanted at the age of fif-fucking-teen." I took a deep breath. "It is not okay for her to choose between two brothers. She neverwanted to get in between you and Stefan but you put her there. Every time that she sees either him or you she feels guilty for being in that position. Why the hell can't you just see for one fucking second of your life at what you are doing to her?" He stared at me with a hard expression on his face. "Yes, Elena told me everything. She didn't have to though, every time you two are in a room together it's like your eyes are practically glued to her." I grabbed my bag and stood up. "And by the way, I may not like her for what she did to me in the past but I understand her too well not to care."
I walked outside before he could say anything. 'God, why is he so damn...ARGH?!' I was screaming in my head as I walked furiously home. Farrah waggled her tail when she saw me. "Don't ask me about it. I don't want to...Rebekah and Matt are hooking up. Good for them right?" She licked her teeth. I filled up her bowls and went on my laptop. "Why are men so fucking clueless?" I typed into Google. The results that came up were so ridiculous I had to close my browser. "I should join a gym." I said to Farrah, she ignored me so I googled a gym in Mystic Falls. There was none. "You have got to be kidding me. There's a fucking athlete's shop but not a gym?" I read an article where it said that they were building one currently and it would be ready in two years. "FUCK. EVERYTHING."
**Centralia, Pennsylvania**
Elijah dropped the lifeless body from his mouth. Kol grinned as his brother's vampire face changed back to human.
"Didn't that feel good brother?"
"That was a necessity, not an enjoyment." Kol rolled his eyes as Elijah stalked forward to a blue glass cabinet. He opened its transparent door carefully. "Without his blood I would not be able to get the key."
"This really is a pointless game of cat and mouse. We've spent weeks on trying to find a key that opens something we don't even know about yet." Elijah grabbed the amber key quickly afraid it would burn him. However, it only felt warm in his palm.
"That is for Miss Jenkins to discover, not us."
"Right, the witch." Kol strolled over to the couch and dropped himself leisurely on it, propping his feet upon the dead body.
"Sorceress, Kol." Elijah corrected still staring intently at the key in his hand. "She's much more powerful than a witch." Kol threw his head back in boredom.
"And pray tell brother, when will I get to meet this very powerful being of yours?" Elijah finally looked up from the key at him.
"At the ball of course. Klaus cannot possibly think that we wouldn't attend after he went through all this trouble to send us an invitation." Kol smirked.
"I like how you think, brother."
**The Forbes House**
"I really don't like Klaus' interest in my cousin. I mean yeah, we hate each other but I wouldn't wish Klaus on my worst enemy." Caroline said as she threw away the empty pizza boxes. "And EW! This one is so moulded even rats wouldn't get near it." She sighed and looked at Bonnie. "Let's just order a new one." The chocolate-eyed girl nodded and grabbed the phone receiver. She put in the number every pizza lover in Mystic Falls knew off by heart. Caroline sat at the table next to her friend. "I mean, when he was interested in me, I at least could handle myself. She's just human."
"Okay, thanks." Bonnie hung up the phone and looked at the blonde. "She's not though. Care, she's more powerful than me and I'm pretty powerful. Wouldn't you agree?" Caroline nodded. "I wonder why she's so powerful." Caroline bit her lip to keep herself from spilling her cousin's secret. "Maybe it's because she's been at it longer. I mean, that's why you and Elena bullied her when we were just kids." Caroline closed her eyes and took a deep breath to control her emotional conflict.
"She's a-." Bonnie looked at her friend puzzled. "Yeah, she's been at it since she was little so that's why." Bonnie narrowed her eyes in suspicion.
"But how? My powers didn't come in until I was a teenager. Why did hers come in so early? And how come neither you or your mom never showed any signs of them? I mean, it's in the bloodline." Caroline thought quickly.
"It probably came from her father's side." Bonnie nodded slowly accepting justification.
"That would explain it."
"Yeah." They sat in silence for a while but when Bonnie was about to ask another question, Caroline cut in. "What pizza did you order?"
"Spicy veg. I've been craving it for ages."
**LILY!**
The stupid college nimrod forgot to lock up the shop on Tuesday. Thank God it was me who found out and not Rebekah otherwise he'd be in shreds. She was spending time at Matt's house quite a bit. They were in the honeymoon stage where they would just do each other like bunnies but not tell anyone or each other that they were in a relationship. They just called it a thing. No wonder we're doomed. I was walking home from The Grill when I saw that idiot laughing with his pals about something. I wanted to kill him when I asked for the keys from him and he stared flabbergasted. Bekah was right. Hiring him was the dumbest decision I ever made. I was making sure that everything was in the right place and nothing was stolen when I heard it. A soft whisper. I turned around but there was nothing behind me. Another whisper.
"Whoever you are, you should know, I do NOT scare easily!" A light wind blew into my ear. I grabbed the closest thing to me which was a crystal wand, and swung it around me. If there was a solid body next to me, they would have been badly bruised but there was nothing, just oxygen and nitrogen particles. The lights flickered before blacking out altogether. The temperature lowered, my breath visible to me. The whispers stopped. I stood there in the dark, cold silence for a minute with my heart threatening to leap out of my chest. And then the shrieking happened. It was so loud in my head. It was like a drill working on my brain. I fell to my knees shocked to discover the shrieking was escaping from my own mouth.
Suddenly everything stopped. The lights came back on and my shrieks became soundless. I stood up and looked around me. Nothing seemed out of place except for the fact that there was a witch standing in front of me. A dead witch, to be precise. Bonnie's grandmother.
"Hello Lillian." I glared.
"It's Lily. Mind telling me what the BLOODY HELL was that?"
"That?" She raised an eyebrow at me. "That was a warning Lillian, you're in grave danger."
"Aren't I always?" She slapped me across the face. I looked at her shocked and slowly brought up my hand to my cheek to caress it. It felt sore. 'Damn, grams can hit.'
"You will show me respect. I may not be a sorceress but I am still your elder." I just nodded numbly. "The original's ball. You need to go to it. There is an amber chest in his study hidden behind a dagger cabinet. You need to steal it. That chest can never be opened Lillian."
"Why not?"
"Because the content of it will help Klaus control every supernatural being on earth. We suspect he plans on converting the entire non magic community to have an army of billion." I pretended not to care but my heart started to thump against my chest again.
"So? What does that have to do with me?" Her eyes nearly bulged out of her skull.
"You insolent girl! To achieve this he will create a massacre! You're a sorceress! You draw your power from the earth! Protect it!" I gave her a hard stare.
"Okay. Fine. I'll steal the damn chest." She looked pleased with herself. "Now is this..." I pointed to the lights. "...going to happen EVERY TIME one of you visits?"
"What will?"
"The head pain and then just orders? You know I'm not one of your soldiers, right?" She smiled. Actually it looked more like a grimace and she disappeared. "THANKS! Real nice of you!" I yelled at the ceiling. 'So I guess now no one can stop me from going to the ball. But I'll definitely need help. I wonder what it looks like. Stupid witches not giving me all the information.' I closed up the shop and walked home as fast as possible.
Farrah already found out about mission impossible. The moment I stepped through the threshold she started barking at me that it was too dangerous. I patted her head sadly. "I know already. A witch appeared to me when I was closing up at work. That stupid Mike didn't and he even forgot the keys inside. Why did I suggest we even hire him?" She just blinked at me. "Thanks, silence is tremendously helpful." She whined. "A walk? Seriously? You wanna go for a walk together? We haven't done that in ages." She put her head on my shoulder. "Okay, okay. You don't have to guilt trip me." I grabbed the keys and opened the door for her to walk past me outside. She waited patiently as I locked up.
It was strangely warm for a December night. Farrah peed in someone's garden, clearly having a score to settle with them. Luckily, whoever they were, they weren't home. We walked to the Wickery Bridge. It was fully reconstructed by now. The difference was clearly visible in the wood from where Elena and Matt crashed and the rest of the bridge.
"Beautiful." I whispered as my shoes made no noise on it. Farrah attempted to chew on it but it hurt her teeth so she just abandoned it and looked out at the river. I leaned over the bridge and did the same.
Farrah thumped her tail twice. "I know but who's life am I willing to risk by asking them to help me?" She sneezed. "Bless you." She thumped her tail again. "Now that's a good idea. But there is only one problem." She looked at me curiously but I kept looking on. "I kind of went off on him about Elena. HE ASKED ME TO BUT...but...I probably hurt his feelings." Farrah laid down on the ground. "What do you mean speak of the devil?"
"She means me." A voice came from behind me and Damon leaned over the bridge next to me. We haven't seen or spoken to each other in a week so since I chewed him out so to say that I was uncomfortable right now would be an understatement. Plus it didn't help that my body was attracted to him. "Whatcha doin'?"
"Chillin'. You too?"
"Yup. Felt like going for a fresh snack but saw you instead and here I am." I glanced at him, my eyes lingering a bit too long on his crystal blue irises before running down to his mouth. When he turned to look at me, I turned back to the river.
"Look, about what I said at The Grill-." He cut me off.
"You were a bitch. I get it. I'm around bitchy women all the time." A moment of silence passed.
"Doesn't mean I was wrong." He took a deep breath.
"No. No, it doesn't." He looked past me at Farrah before turning to me. "Now, tell me more about risking someone's life to help you?" I sighed and crossed my arms seeing no point in not telling him if he already heard half the story.
"I need something. I plan to get it during Klaus' ball and I will need at least two people to help me get it. One for a distraction and one for a lookout." He raised an eyebrow at me.
"So, you're definitely going?" I nodded. 'Well, the damn witches aren't really giving me a choice in this matter.' "What do you plan on stealing?"
"Stealing is such a harsh word, I prefer acquire. I need one of his daggers."
"Why?"
"To help put him back in his box, of course." I smirked. "Plus he did steal it off me, I want it back."
"Seems like a lot of trouble for just one silly, little dagger."
"That's because it's not. It belonged to someone I cared about. Someone who passed away." He stepped closer to me and stared into my eyes.
"You know, for a seventeen year old girl, you sure have a mysterious past." I smiled at him coyly and stepped closer to him.
"That's why people like me Damon. Because I'm mysterious." We were close. If I moved my head a couple more millimetres forward, our faces would collide. I had to jab my nails into my palm just to restrain myself from doing so. I've never kissed a vampire, always wanted to find out what it felt like though. And Damon would be such a good test subject. He smirked at me and looked away.
"Alright, I'm in. Anything that helps to get Klaus off our backs and keep me alive is good enough for me. You should get your bff vampire Barbie on this as well. She's good at making dramatic scenes that include her brother. Plus she can't be killed." I frowned. Farrah yawned behind me clearly bored out of her wits.
"But I like Rebekah, I don't want her to get hurt."
"She's already dead, Blondie." I glared up at him.
"Seriously? What did I say about that nickname?" I took a deep breath. "Fine. You're in. Give me your phone number so I can call you later on with a plan."
"Sure." He smirked. "But you know, any other time will be fine too. Like when you feel certain urges between your thighs or when your panties are dripping wet because you're lusting after me. Call and I'm there."
"Just give me the number." I gritted through my teeth. He dictated while I typed it into my phone and saved him as a new contact. "I'll call you up when I'm ready."
"Can't wait." He was gone in a blink. Behind me, I could hear my dog judging me. I turned to face her and started walking back the way I came from.
"Hey. You suggested him. And just because I am attracted to him that does not mean I'll lose my virginity to him. He's a vampire! Losing my V card will probably be painful and bloody." Farrah just stayed in her place staring at me. "Stop it. I will not stand to be disparaged. Now come on. I need to call Caroline." She wouldn't budge so I just continued walking by myself. "Klaus fancies her. Therefore she's a much better distraction than Rebekah. After all, he saved her life over his sister's once upon a time. All I have to do is just convince my sweet and amazing cousin why she'll be perfect." Finally Farrah started catching up to me and we walked home together thinking of strategies.
**Mystic Falls High**
"No, abso-fucking-lutely not." Was what came out of my cousin's mouth the next day at school when I presented my request.
"Come on, Care. You know that if it came down to you or Rebekah, he'd choose you in a heartbeat. Not yours of course. And heck he already ha-." She cut me off.
"Do you not understand that no means no?"
"Caroline, I am not asking you to snog him or anything. Just distract him." I tried to make puppy dog eyes at her. "Please Caroline? Pwease? Pwetty pwease? Damon's in on it." Suddenly Elena appeared next to me.
"Damon's in on what?" She asked curiously. I threw a 'don't-you-dare-tell-anyone-about-this.-Family-solidarity,-woman!' look at Caroline before answering.
"On going to Klaus' ball. I'm just trying to convince Caroline to come as well." Elena frowned clearly not believing me.
"Why?"
"Because she has such pretty dresses in her wardrobe. It'd be a waste not to use them." Caroline threw Elena a nervous look before glancing back at me.
"Fine. I'll come to the stupid ball and I'll wear the stupid dress." I jumped to hug her squealing in happiness.
"Yay! This is gonna be so much fun." I grinned at her broadly whilst she just rolled her eyes at me. Elena stood there awkwardly. "Are you coming to the ball, Elena?" I asked her.
"I don't know. It's Klaus. I constantly worry he'll kill me." I really wanted to sigh in irritation.
"You know, he's had plenty of opportunities. If he hasn't done it by now, he's probably not going to do it at a ball where the whole town will be." She rolled her eyes at me. "Why hasn't he killed you yet by the way?"
"Why don't you ask him since you're such an expert on the subject?" She snapped at me nastily. 'There's the Elena we all know and hate! Welcome back.' I immediately thought in my head.
"Yeah, right. I've gotta go or I'll be late for French. See ya later." I said to them and immediately walked away as fast as possible so they could start bitching about me behind my back. I sat down and threw Matt a small smile as a hello. But before the lesson started I sent both Caroline and Damon the same text message; 'My house. 10 o'clock tonight. Don't be late.'
**The Boarding House**
Damon smirked at the message. 'Booty call, much?' he thought instantly but then he threw himself down on his couch remembering about the girl's mission impossible and his mood soured. He quickly received another text just making him more annoyed.
'Damon, what is going on? Why are you going to Klaus' ball? Don't do anything stupid.'
He rolled his eyes and didn't bother answering back. Why would Elena ever think he'd do anything stupid? She said she wouldn't be there so all he wanted was just to have a good time.
**Lily's house**
Caroline laid out in front of me the map of Klaus' house or palace as she calls it. Actually the map was like a really lazy kid's drawing of a bat cave. There were only two blobs out of 15 labelled. I pointed to a blank blob.
"What's this one called?" She shrugged. I pointed to another blob. "That one?"
"I don't know."
"This one?"
"They're not labelled for a reason, Lily." She sighed frustrated. "Look, I was only in that house once and only in a few rooms. He didn't exactly give me a tour of the palace, you know. And I didn't look around! I was busy hating him and looking hot. Damon should be more helpful at the house plan than me. After all, Rebekah did torture him inside." I smiled at how 'head-bitch-in-charge' my friend was. "What are you stealing anyway?" Damon burst in through my door. He saw Caroline and groaned.
"You involved Barbie junior in this? I told you to get Rebekah!" I ignored him.
"I need a dagger. He stole it off me. I'm just...returning it to myself." Caroline nodded. Damon scoffed at Caroline's drawing of Klaus' house.
"This looks like something a dog would draw." Farrah barked offended from the living room couch. "Who drew it?" Caroline didn't respond, just pressed her lips into a thin line and stole my hot chocolate.
"It had to be me, of course, seeing as I am the only one in this room that has never been inside. Very intelligent, you fucking twat." I shook my head in disappointment and looked at the ceiling. "This is what I have to work with." Caroline sat down at my kitchen table, still drinking my hot chocolate. Damon placed himself next to her and they both looked at me expectedly. "What?"
"You're the brain of the operation. What's the plan? Astound us." My cousin said to me.
"Gee, real teamwork there Caroline."
"Oh, come on Elphaba. Clearly Barbie Junior has a sex date with the werewolf so we shouldn't keep her waiting." Damon inserted with a smug look.
"Don't talk to about my cousin that way. In fact, don't talk at all." I sat down across from them. "So here's how this is going to go down." I chanted a spell in my head and a large folder landed in front of me making them jump. I opened to the first page. "We have precisely 5 minutes to get the wanted object, hide it and then still mingle at that ridiculous ball for an hour or so looking inconspicuous. As I am the only one who knows what the dagger looks like, I will need to go to Klaus' study and retrieve it but I'll need one of you to come with me to be on the lookout or if anything goes wrong, to get me the hell out of there. That'll be Damon. He is faster, stronger and his compulsion has a lower chance of breaking. Plus, I'm willing to get him killed in case Klaus does catch us. Caroline..." I turned to her. "...you will be the distraction. I want you to hold him for actually 6 minutes just to give us an extra 60 seconds. I'd suggest you go for the ol' 'Why are you destroying my life?' bit. You know, talk about him being in Tyler's body, his interest in you, him not killing Elena, his scheme. You have to be really aggressive and angry about it as well, and loud so he takes you outside through the front door to calm you down. Will you be able to do it?" Caroline nodded looking determined.
"I think I can manage."
"Good." I ripped two sheets from the folder, it had the outline of the plan on one side and the timeline on the other. I passed the sheets to the two. "The ball starts at twenty hundred hours. I'll arrive at 2030, get the scope of the land and attempt to not let Klaus notice me, this plan has to be executed by twenty one hundred and finished precisely by 2105. Do you two understand?" They just nodded whilst looking at the paper. "Guys, seriously. Can I count on you two not to fuck this up?" Caroline looked at me surprised.
"Would I be here if I wanted to fuck this up?" Damon asked not looking away from the sheet.
"Damon." I said softly. He glanced at my worried face and returned back to the sheet.
"Where do you plan to put it?" He asked. "The dagger. You get it out of the study and then what?"
"Natalie Ritter's car." Caroline looked alarmed.
"What? No. That's Amber Ritter's mom."
"Exactly. She's the most non magic mum in the universe, no one would ever suspect her if Klaus suddenly ordered a search. I mean, she isn't even on the council is she Damon?" He shook his head not speaking. "Caroline, where would you put it?" She thought about it.
"I'd take it. After all, he likes me. He wouldn't suspe—"
"WRONG." Damon cut her off. "That's EXACTLY why he'd suspect you first. You cause a scene and then something goes missing? We can't take any chances on this. The cheerleader's mother it is." He turned back to me. "You pass me the dagger and I'll put it in her car. Easy as pie." I nodded, hearing this just gave me the opportunity to get the chest out of the study by myself without any witnesses. 'Thank you Wicca!'
"Then we've got this sorted out. Who want chocolate waffles?" I grinned at them broadly.
"That's my cue to leave." Damon got up and folded the sheet in his pocket before turning into stone and sitting back again. He leaned over the table and whispered. "Do you realize that there is a vampire outside?" I nodded.
"Don't worry, he can't hear anything." I got up, walked over to the couch, Farrah completely sleeping, and grabbed a box from underneath it. Inside I found two rings, I grabbed them and went back to the table. The two looked at me curiously. "I cast an enchantment, there is a sound barrier. Only non magics can hear things if a non magic thing happens in this house. Like an axe murder stabbing me and me screaming out for help. But these..." I put the two rings on the table. "...these will work up to 6 hours." Damon picked one up.
"They're ugly." I narrowed my eyes at him.
"They're useful." Caroline grabbed the other ring.
"What exactly do they do?" She asked me.
"Inside I fitted a grey opal stone. It doesn't make you invisible, just a bit unnoticeable, but it wasn't enough for me because we're supernatural creatures. So I magnified the features of the stone but it shortened its life span. Down to six hours."
"Wait, stones have life spans?" Damon asked disbelievingly.
"Oh yeah, and they are very long, they can last up to a billion years. But magic is not supposed to play with the sources of life and death. There are always consequences. In this case, the rings only last six hours. They activate within milliseconds of putting them on and deactivate when taken off instantly. They will help you walk past that vamp. He'll know in the back of his mind he can see you but it'll be like something in the corner of your eye, you know. You think you see something but in the end you just forget about it." Caroline stared at the ring in awe.
"Cool. Bonnie could never do this?"
"Well, no but I have limitations as well Caroline."
"Like what?" I pondered for a second.
"I can't think of any right now because my mind is on waffles but there is some things. Who wants waffles?" Damon put his ring on. A tiny spark came off it, I nodded to him and he left. Caroline stayed for waffles.
"Umm...Lils, is there anything going on between you and Damon?" I just rolled my eyes at her and stole back my hot chocolate that was cold now.
**Saturday**
My heart was thumping against my chest when I woke up. I was anxious and feeling sick. When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I saw my pale face. Today was the day of the ball. Today was the day I'd steal something that could save creation. Today was the day I'd face Klaus once again. I took a deep breath, sat down on my toilet and peed. I felt much better, straight away.
A/N: Thank you for the review! 3 OH. MY. GOD. THIS IS THE LONGEST CHAPTER YOU WILL EVER SEE OF ME AND I'VE WRITTEN THIS OVER THE COURSE OF THREE DAYS BEFORE I WANTED TO GET EVERYTHING PERFECT. OH. MY. GOD. I do apologise for the time skip in case you don't like it or you think it makes no sense. I make no sense. But I try to use facts as much as possible. Seriously, I go into full research mode for this. I also apologise if you think that Damon & Lily are progressing too quickly. In my head she just thinks he's hot and Damon is just annoyed because he is still in love with Elena so yeah. I love you all and thank you for still reading this. Next chapter when I get at least 10 more reviews!