AN: Thanks to a guest user for the review! Glad you're liking it. And Raphs No. 1 Girl again. And no worries, I like it when people are demanding. And I did sleep. Haha. A lot. Anyways, disclaimer: No. I don't own this. I own crap. Haha. Please don't sue me. I should be doing homework, but I'm writing this instead. I don't think I have anything else to say, so here's the next chapter. Stefan's Point of View (I mixed it up a little! You see that?)
"You've done this thing before, right? Contacted Emily Bennett. Maybe one of the witches knows how to help Damon," Stefan said
Let's just hope they want to," Bonnie said standing up and Stefan rose with her." He watched as she closed her eyes and whispered the spell chants softly, but quickly. The candles around them magically lit and Stefan looked around. Suddenly, Bonnie fell silent.
"Bonnie?" Stefan whispered her name. She wasn't whispering, but echoes of voices boomed off the walls and surrounded him. "Bonnie?" he asked again, a little louder this time.
Bonnie's eyes opened quickly. "Emily" was the one word she whispered. Stefan understood. "Why have you come here, Stefan?" Bonnie-now Emily asked.
"I need your help," Stefan admitted. He didn't want to have to ask the old witch. "I need to know if there's a spell that can heal a werewolf bite."
Emily just looked straight at him. "No," she said without hesitation. "Nature ensures the balance of everything."
"Is that true?" Stefan's voice shook with sadness and anger. "Or are you just saying no because it's Damon?"
"Perhaps it is his time to die," she whispered.
"No." Stefan shook his head. "That's not balance that's punishment."
"Hmm. I will not give you want you want."
"So you're saying that there is an answer to give?" Emily just looked at him. "Please," he said softly. "If you know something, just tell me. Help me save my brother."
Emily still looked at Damon. Suddenly, the whispers in the room got louder. "AH!" Emily screamed. She grabbed her head and bent over in pain. Stefan helped as Emily fell to the floor.
"Bonnie," he whispered, knowing that it was no longer the old witch in the teenagers body.
"They don't want us here," Bonnie said, holding her head. "They think I'm abusing my powers."
"They know something. There's an answer. They just don't want to tell me."
Bonnie was breathing heavily through the pain. "I heard them say a name."
"What was it?"
Bonnie swallowed. "Klaus."
Alaric's Point of View."RIC!"
Alaric woke to Elena screaming his name. He looked up and saw Elena standing over him.
"What happened?" Alaric asked.
"Damon thinks I'm Katherine!" she yelled. "He's going crazy."
Alaric shook his head. "I'm pretty sure we have a lot less than forty-eight hours. I'm guessing that we have just a little under twenty-four."
Elena swallowed. "We have to go find him!"
"I know," he muttered. He sat up straight and rubbed the back of his head. "We'll have to split up. If you were a dying vampire that was literally going crazy, where would you go?"
"We have to remember that this dying, crazy vampire is Damon," Elena pointed out.
Alaric nodded. "I'll check the bar."
Alaric was driving through the streets slowly, on his way to Mystic Grill. He was about there when he saw Caroline and Jeremy.
"Jeremy!" Alaric rolled down his windows and called out. He pulled over to the side of the street and parked next to where the teenagers were standing.
"Oh, hey, Alaric," Jeremy greeted, coming up toward the car.
Alaric got out of his car and leaned against the driver's door. "Hey, Jeremy. How have you been?"
Jeremy shrugged. "'Bout as good as I can be."
Alaric nodded. "Hey, have you seen Damon around?"
Jeremy shook his head. "Uh, no. The last time I saw him was when he came over to talk to Elena. Why?"
"He's missing."
Jeremy gave Alaric a confused look. "What?"
Alaric nodded. "Look, Jeremy. I know you and Damon definitely don't have a good past, but I also know that you're not one to hold a grudge. If we don't find him soon, he's going to die. Can you let me know straight away when you find him?"
Jeremy nodded. "Yeah, I was just on my way to the Grill. Want me to see if he's there?"
Alaric nodded. "That would be great. I'm going to continue to search around town."
Jeremy nodded. "Okay, I'll keep you posted.
Jeremy's Point of ViewJeremy walked back to Caroline after he watched Alaric get back into his car and drive off.
"We need to check the Grill," he told her.
"Are you actually worried about Damon?" Caroline asked in disbelief.
"Well, I don't want him to die," he said defensively. "Why would you ask me that?"
"I didn't mean it like that," she said. "I just meant that you and he seem to have a bad history together."
Jeremy scoffed. "You're starting to sound like Alaric."
Caroline laughed. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"
Jeremy smiled. "Maybe a little of both."
"Guys!"
Jeremy turned around and saw Bonnie come toward them. "Oh, hey." He looked at Bonnie and noticed that something was off. "Are you okay? You look like you got hit by a bus."
"Thanks," she said rudely and defensively.
"I didn't mean it literally, Bonnie," Jeremy said. "I'm sorry."
Bonnie shook her head. "It's fine. I'm just tired. Stefan had me contact my ancestor Emily. It must have taken a lot out of me." She ran a hand through her messy hair.
"Are you okay?" Caroline asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," Bonnie assured her.
Jeremy nodded. "We were just headed over to the Grill to find Damon," he explained. "Alaric told me he doesn't have a lot of time left. Apparently he and Stefan are going crazy. Elena too."
Bonnie nodded. "I already know Stefan's going crazy. He was actually desperate enough to go to Klaus-" she stopped abruptly and looked at Jeremy and Caroline.
"WHAT?" Caroline screamed. "He's going to Klaus?"
Bonnie bit her lip. "Caroline, don't freak out. I wasn't even suppose to tell anyone."
"Why is he going to Klaus?" Caroline asked.
Bonnie took a deep breath. "When I contacted Emily, she told Stefan that there was nothing that could be done. That there wasn't a cure. However; the more Stefan talked to her, the more she talked about not wanting to save Damon's, giving away that there was an answer, but she was unwilling to provide one. Amongst all this, I heard a name: Klaus. Telling me that he knew something." She looked at Caroline and Jeremy. "So that's why Stefan's there. He wants to know what Klaus knows."
Caroline shook her head. "Elena's going to be devastated."
Bonnie nodded sadly. "I know. That's why I'm not going to tell her."
Caroline rolled her eyes. "Not you, too! Why does everyone think it's a good idea to keep this kind of thing from Elena?"
"No, Bonnie's right," Jeremy said. "Elena just found out that Damon is dying. There's only so much she can handle at a time. It hasn't been that long since Jenna died. If Stefan comes back fine, then that's great."
"You don't know Klaus like we do, Jeremy," Caroline pointed out. "There's no way he's just going to let Stefan walk it, get the cure, have a cup of tea, then leave. He's going to ask for something."
"Yeah," Bonnie agreed. "Question is, what."
Jeremy walked beside Caroline and Bonnie. They were almost to the Grill when they heard someone scream.
Caroline looked up in the air and inhaled. "Blood. I smell blood. Lots of it."
"Damon?" Jeremy asked.
"Wouldn't surprise me," Bonnie said.
They ran to the sound of the screaming and stopped when they came close to tripping over a body. The body was female. She looked about twenty. A pool of blood surrounded her long, red hair. Caroline bent down and examined the body. Jeremy couldn't see well from where he was standing. Plus, it was getting dark outside. "What happened?" Jeremy asked.
Caroline stood up. "Definitely a vampire bite," she explained.
"Is she dead?" Bonnie asked solemnly.
Caroline nodded. "Yeah, she's dead."
"Well then, let's go. I'll bet you anything that we'll find Damon around here somewhere. Sitting proudly and thinking about what he did." She continued to walk, without waiting for Jeremy and Caroline.
Caroline sped up after her. "You can't really get mad at him, Bonnie. He doesn't have any control. He's delusional and crazy."
"Are you actually standing up for him?" Bonnie asked.
"Yes. But not because I like him. It's because I'm the reason he's in this mess."
Jeremy jogged up to them. "Let's just forget about this and find him, alright?" Caroline and Bonnie nodded. "Good, now let's-" he stopped as he looked ahead and saw Damon standing there, leaning against the side of a building. "Hey, man are you alright?" he stayed there, not wanting to get too close to a crazy vampire.
"Did I do this?" Damon panted, looking at the body. "I-I don't remember-"
"Hey, it's okay, man. We're just going to get you out of here." Jeremy walked over to Damon with Caroline and Bonnie behind him.
"Let's take him to the Grill," Caroline suggested. "It's closed now, but I can get us in. There won't be any people there, so we'll be alone. We'll worry about the trouble we could get into later."
Jeremy nodded. He looked back at Damon. "We're going to help you, okay? Just remember where you are, and who you're with, okay?"
Damon nodded. "Okay," he whispered.
Jeremy nodded. He took Damon's arm and put it around his shoulder. He helped support Damon as they walked over to the Grill. Thankfully, it was a short trip.
When they were at the front door, Jeremy waited for Caroline to do whatever she was planning on doing.
"I'm going to have to break in," she said. "No one will know that it was us."
"What if there's an alarm?" Jeremy asked.
"Then we'll deal with that," Caroline said. She backed up and then ran and kicked the window. It shattered easily with her vampire strength. Jeremy waiting for an alarm to go off, but it didn't thankfully.
"Okay, let's go," Caroline said, stepping inside. Bonnie followed her, and then Jeremy headed in last. They walked over to a table, and Jeremy sat Damon down in one of the chairs. "I'm calling Alaric," he said to Damon.
Damon nodded and put his arms on the table and laid his head down on top of his arms.
Jeremy pulled out his cell-phone and dialed Alaric's number.
"Hey, Jeremy!" Alaric picked up right away.
"Alaric, I'm with Damon at the Grill."
"I'll be there in five minutes," Alaric said, before he hung up.
Jeremy put his phone in his pocket and went over to where Damon was sitting.
"Where's Stefan?" Damon asked, raising his head.
Jeremy looked at Bonnie and Caroline who both shrugged sadly. "Uh, he's not here right now. But Alaric's on his way."
"I need to talk to my brother," Damon said. He started to get out of his chair when Jeremy stopped him.
"Easy, there. You're not going anywhere," he said gently. "Alaric will be here soon and then we'll take you home, okay?"
Damon nodded.
They all sat there, silently and awkwardly, not knowing what to say next, when Alaric came through the shattered glass.
Alaric's Point of View"Wow, guys. I didn't know you were all going to commit crimes in the process of this," he said stepping into the room. "Let me guess, Caroline's work?"
"Guilty," she said, sounding pleased with herself.
Alaric laughed and headed over to Damon. "How you doing, buddy?"
"I need to see Stefan," he muttered.
"Okay, well let's get you to the house then-"
"Alaric," he heard Jeremy call his name. Alaric looked over his shoulder and saw him motioning to come toward him.
"Hang on," Alaric whispered to Damon. He walked over to Jeremy. "What?" he whispered.
"Stefan's gone," Jeremy said sadly.
Alaric's eyes widened. "What do you mean he's gone? Like dead gone?"
Jeremy shrugged. "Possibly."
Alaric gave him a confused look. "What do you mean by possibly?"
Bonnie stepped forward. "I can't believe I'm explaining this again. Long story short: Stefan asked me to contact my ancestor Emily and I did, he asked her about a cure, she didn't tell him. I came back, heard Klaus's name, so he went to Klaus."
"And Damon doesn't know?" Alaric asked.
"No, neither does Elena," Caroline said.
Alaric shook his head. "Alright, I'll handle it."
"You can tell Damon, but you can't tell Elena," Bonnie said. "She has enough to worry about."
Alaric looked back at Damon who was breathing heavily with his eyes closed tight in pain. "Unfortunately, so does Damon. But he's been asking for him, so I guess we'll have to tell him."
Alaric walked back over to the table Damon was sitting at. He placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Can you move?"
Damon weakly shrugged. "I don't know."
"Okay, well I'm going to help you back to your house okay?"
Damon nodded. "Okay."
Alaric wrapped his arms around Damon's waist and helped him out of the chair. As soon as Damon was out of the chair, he fell onto the floor."
"Woah, Damon," he bent over to help him out, but the vampire was completely unresponsive. "Damon?" He gently nudged his friend.
"Hey, what's going on?" Jeremy asked, rushing over with Caroline and Bonnie behind him.
"I don't know," Alaric admitted. "Something's definitely wrong."
"Is our time up already?" Caroline asked.
Alaric looked down at Damon's unmoving body. "I don't know."
