After getting home at four in the morning from Matt's house, Blair plopped on her bed to snag a little sleep but her little sleep turned into a lot. Blair slept the whole morning away and by the time she finally awoke and got dressed, school was almost over. "Shit, shit, shit!" She exclaimed all the way down the stairs and out the door.
Blair was doing her best to high tail her ass to school, but Damon stopped her in the town square by appearing in her path and saying, "Just the person I was hoping to find." with a smirk.
"Doubtful." Blair replied, clearly not wanting to deal with Damon drama and tried to move around him.
Damon, of course, blocked her path, "True, but it saves me from dealing with Caroline. Unless you'd rather have me give her a call?"
Blair may still hate Caroline, but she didn't want to subject her to Damon's torment. However...was she really willing to subject herself to it? Not really, but at least she knew what she was getting herself into. Unlike Caroline who could be compelled. "What do you want?"
Damon handed over the Gilbert watch compass and said, "Give me a call when that thing goes screwy."
"And why would I do that?" Blair knew what this device was for, but wasn't going to let him in on it.
"Because there's a new vampire in town and we don't know who it is. So unless you know who the newbie vamp is, you can help like this." Damon pointed to the watch in her hand and started walking away backwards. With a smirk on his face he said, "Admit it, you had nothing better to do today."
Blair flipped him off and started walking around town, waiting for the compass to do something. It felt like forever before it finally got a hit and that's when she called Damon. It wasn't long before he appeared. "I'll take it from here." He informed her, taking the watch back. "You can go now."
"You can't compel me, Damon. I'm staying because I want this newbie vamp gone as much as anyone else." Blair crossed her arms, making it clear that she wasn't going anywhere.
"And being around me, someone you hate doesn't bother you?" Damon asked, smirking.
Blair rolled her eyes, "Keep it up and my priorities will change, bumping up staking you to the top of my to do list."
"Ooo...I'm so scared." Damon replied sarcastically, giving Blair one hell of a dejavu moment. A moment that she ignored.
"Can we just get this over with? There are things I'd much rather be doing." Blair waved her hand in front of her, gesturing for him to get a move on.
"You're bossy. I like it." Damon winked at her, causing Blair to practically growl at him.
"Just stop. You're never going to get on my good side after all you've done so don't even bother." Blair would much rather be anywhere else right now, but those odds were not in her favor so she followed Damon to the back door of the building the compass directed to.
"You're an intriguing specimen, Miss Blair, but I have no desire to get on your good side or otherwise. You're not my type." Damon replied, breaking the door's handle before going inside with Blair right behind him.
She wanted to order him to stop calling her Miss Blair. Damon always called Andrea, Miss Andrea, so it was just a constant salt in the wound kind of feeling. One that she'd much rather never feel again.
They walked into the dark building that almost looked like a warehouse or some sort of storage area. The only light came from the scattered bulbs throughout the ceiling. It gave off just enough light to see, but not enough to see what was coming. When Damon turned the corner he was met with several shots coming from the nearby man holding a gun.
Blair let out a scream and felt so stupid for doing so. When the aim was turned to her she held up her hands, "Not a vampire!"
"But you're friends with one." Logan Fell, the man with the gun, replied. "How interesting. I wonder if Jenna knows about this."
"Stay the hell away from Jenna." Blair could feel her blood starting to boil from anger and wanted to rip Logan's throat out.
"You're really not in the position to be making demands, kid." With the gun aimed at Damon again, he cocked his head for Blair to come closer. "Get over here or I aim much closer to his heart. These are wooden bullets, and I have plenty of them, so nothing funky."
Part of her wanted to get the hell out of dodge, but the other part of her demanded for her to stay. She slowly walked over to Logan, her eyes glancing at a groaning Damon on the floor.
"You don't want to do this, trust me." Damon said as he got to a sitting position, digging one of the bullets out of his shoulder.
Logan replied to that by shooting Damon again in the arm.
"OW!" Damon exclaimed, after Blair jumped from the gunfire. There hasn't been one lifetime where she was actually a fan of guns. This lifetime was no different.
"That's what you get." Logan answered simply enough, now aiming the gun at Blair in case she tried anything.
"For what?!" Damon seemed to have no idea what Logan was talking about.
Logan scoffed at the question, "You made me like this."
Blair's eyes went wide as they darted to Damon, "You said you didn't know who the vampire was." The words seethed from her teeth like venom.
"I didn't." Damon answered with a wince as he pulled the bullet from his shoulder then turned to Logan, "I killed you. I didn't turn you."
"See, I know what you and your brother are. I've been watching you." Logan replied, moving the gun in gesture for Blair to sit on one of the crates near a post. When Blair didn't move an inch, he said, "Sit down or I'll shoot you next."
"Hurt her and that will be the last thing you ever do." Damon threatened but that just made Logan laugh.
While Logan was laughing, Blair was trying to figure out why the hell he said that. Nevertheless, she sat down on the crate. Why didn't she just use her skills to try and kick his ass? Well, she wanted to see where this was going. So she sat and waited. She even let Logan take a piece of rope and tie her hands around the post. That guy really knew nothing about knots, because it was as loose as anything. In other words, Blair could get her hands free whenever she wanted to.
After tying Blair's hands to the post, he walked back over to Damon. "You see, I've been watching you and your brother. I knew you'd show up here, but I didn't expect you to bring a guest. I'm gonna have to think on that one. But that will have to wait, because I have some questions."
"Me first." Damon stated, pulling another wooden bullet from his body. "Who turned you?"
"How should I know?" Logan shot back. "Last thing I remember is I'm about to stake your brother and then you grabbed me. That's it." He crouched down in front of Damon and continued to speak, "That is, until I wake up in the ground behind a used car dealership on Highway 4. Somebody buried me."
"It happens. Get over it." Blair couldn't help but interject at that point. Yeah, becoming a vampire sucks, but did he have to be so whiny about it?
Logan pointed the gun at her, "Stay out of this." He then turned to Damon, "You bit me. It had to be you."
"Wow, for someone who was trying to hunt vampires, you really know nothing about them." Blair was definitely not keeping out of it.
Damon picked up where she left off as he continued to pull the bullets from his body, "You have to have vampire blood in your system when you die. I didn't do that. Some other vampire found you, gave you their blood." Damon fell back with a grunt after explaining that.
Logan was not done with his questions, "Who?"
"That's what we want to know." Damon replied, slowly starting to sit back up.
"Dude, it's not like the Welcome Wagon was waiting for me with a bundt cake and a handbook," Logan retorted, clearly unhappy about all of this. "It's been a learn as you go process. You know, one minute I'm a small town on the rise news guy, and the next thing I know, I can't get into my house because my foot won't go through the door!."
"You have to be invited in, dumbass." Blair chimed in again and Logan walked over to her, looking as if he was debating about what he should do.
He didn't do anything, just spoke in an annoyed manner, "I know that. I live alone."
Damon got a kick out of that. Through ironic chuckles he said, "That sucks."
Logan glared at Damon and continued on with his ordeals, "Now I'm at the Ramada watching pay per view all day, eating everything in sight, including housekeeping."
"It could be worse." Was all Damon had to say about that.
Logan looked like he was on his last nerve, "Ohhh, all I can think about is blood and killing people. It's taking everything I have right now not to drain that little friend of yours over there."
"You harm her and..." Damon was cut off by Logan with an unimpressed "You'll kill me. Yeah, yeah, I know. But I want to kill her. I like killing. I'm conflicted."
"Welcome to the club." Damon's tone was beyond sarcastic before he said, "Wait, the cops only found one body."
Logan just about rolled his eyes, "I left one. I was tired. I've been hiding the rest of them. They're right back there." He pointed to the area behind them.
"You've got to be kidding me." Blair and Damon almost said this in unison. A fact that unnerved her to no end.
"They're just piling up!" Logan exclaimed, throwing his arms up in the air. With a sigh, he looked at Blair. "Just a sip."
"Take a step closer to me and I'll kill you." Blair was more than ready to pull her hand out if necessary. In case her threat didn't work, she tried, "And Jenna would hate you forever for it."
Logan got all dramatic when she sat that and sat on the floor, "Now why did you have to go and bring her up like that? God, why am I so emotional? All I keep thinking about now is Jenna. I want to be with her and bite her and stuff."
"Well, you probably love her," Damon replied. "Anything you felt before will be magnified now. You're gonna have to learn to control that."
"What about walking in the sun?" Logan then asked and added, "I'm a morning person. You can walk in the sun, which, by the way, is pretty cool. The Council would never suspect you. That's not in the journals."
Blair literally hate to bit her tongue to keep herself from chiming in more. She finally came to terms that she'd learn far more by listening than butting in. When there was mention of the journals, Blair's attention peaked. If Andrea's journal made it in the mix...oh man that could be bad. She wanted to know more, but stayed quiet. Luckily Damon asked the question for her.
"Journals?" Damon inquired, unsure of what Logan was speaking of.
"Yeah, the Founding Fathers passed them down to their kids," Logan replied. "Come on, man, you gotta tell me. How do you walk in the sun?"
Blair was slightly relieved to hear that it was just the journals from the Founding Fathers and then it clicked. Did Jeremy have one now since Jenna told him about his father's stuff?
"Who turned you?" Damon asked, instead of answering the question.
Logan was starting to get angry. "How do you walk in the sun?" he demanded to know.
"Who turned you?" Damon smirked a little after asking his repeated question.
Logan was definitely on his last nerve now. "You know, I've been pretty nice so far, but I will kill you. And I will kill your little friend. Maybe I'll kill her first, just to make you watch."
"You kill either of us, then you'll never know." Damon was able to stand to his feet now. "Answer the question."
"You first." Logan demanded, once more.
Damon almost chuckled, "Seems we're at a bit of an impasse then, doesn't it?"
"I have things to do. People to kill." Logan pointed the gun at Blair at the last part. "Guess I'll be needing a little head start." He turned the gun to Damon and shot him several times again.
Blair took that moment to take away her hands and tried to get away, but Logan caught up with her and drove his fangs into her neck. He didn't kill her, but drank enough to weaken her. After throwing her to the ground, Logan wiped his mouth and went on his way.
"Blair?" Damon painfully dragged himself over to her. "Blair?"
Blair wanted to say something in reply but she was fading in and out of consciousness. She was jolted awake when she felt Damon's wrist pressed against her mouth and his blood make its way into her system. She pushed him away when her wound started to heal. "You didn't have to do that." Blair took a moment before getting to her feet.
"Stefan would kill me if I let you die." Damon replied then started to remove the wooden bullets from his body all over again.
Blair rolled her eyes and went over to Damon, kneeling next to him. "You're going to take forever." Without warning she started prying the bullets out of Damon's leg as he worked on the ones in his chest.
"Your priorities still keeping you from killing me, huh?" Damon chuckled then groaned from the pain.
"Something like that." Blair flicked away the bullet she pulled out and worked on getting another. Even being riddled with bullets, Damon still managed to put a smirk on his face. "Don't look at me in that tone of voice."
The expression didn't falter a bit from his face, "Can't help it. You remind me of someone that I used to know."
"If you say I remind you of Katherine I will drive these bullets into your skull. I've heard enough horror stories from Stefan about her." Blair had to cover her tracks where knowing about Katherine was concerned, somehow.
"No, not Katherine. Her sister, Andrea Pierce. She was a little spitfire like you. Granted she was sweeter, but the same attitude." Damon pulled another bullet from his flesh and was about to continue but Blair got to her feet.
"I should go." Blair left him with the remainder of the bullets and grabbed her bag that was dropped upon entrance and went out into the night, heading straight home to change then right to the school to find Elena.
When Blair finally made it to the high school, Stefan was outside and from the sounds of it he was talking to Damon. Seeing Elena exit the school made Blair sigh in relief. She was there and she was safe.
Stefan turned around to face her before she even had a chance to say a word. "What happened?" he asked.
"I'm sure Damon has filled you in by now," Blair replied, not seeing the point of a repeat.
"I meant to you. You have blood on your cheek." Stefan smelled it before he saw it.
"Shit." Blair whispered to herself. She licked her thumb and did her best to wipe off the blood she missed. "Logan bit me, Damon gave me some of his blood, and now I have to be careful not to die...again."
Elena came over, looking really worried at Blair. "Where have you been all day?"
"Would you believe me if I said I was asleep until a few hours ago and have been with Damon since then?" Blair asked, smiling.
"Do I want to know?" Elena asked in reply and Stefan was the one that answered.
"You may not want to, but you need to." Stefan walked with the girls back inside the school to find Logan as they shared the gists of what happened.
They were walking down the hall when Matt approached, "Blair, hey. Were you in a sugar coma all day or something? I've been trying to call you."
"Pretty much, and my phone died. We can talk later, but have you seen Logan Fell? The News Guy?" Blair felt bad about lying to Matt and pretty much brushing him off, but there were other things she had to deal with right then.
Matt just nodded in regards to what Blair said then answered her question, "Yeah, he just gave Caroline a ride home. See you around, Blair."
When Matt walked away, Stefan looked at the girls, "Stay here."
Blair looked at Elena and repeated his words, "Stay here." and took off after Stefan.
"What? Blair? Where are you going?" Elena looked at her friend like she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"To settle a score." Was all Blair had to say about that and continued after the younger Salvatore.
When they got outside, Damon was there and the brothers were about to take off. "You're not coming." Stefan was firm with his words.
"Yes, she is." Damon answered before turning to Blair, "Gonna hitch a ride or what?"
Blair narrowed her eyes but went over to Damon and let him scoop her up in his arms. "Hold tight," he warned then sped off to track down Logan Fell.
It didn't take long to do so and when Logan's car came to a stop, Damon set Blair down before joining Stefan in the attack on Logan.
Stefan pulled Logan from the car and threw him down the road while Damon got his payback and filled him with wooden bullets. "Payback's a bitch, isn't it?" Damon got a lot of enjoyment out of that.
Blair ran over to check on Caroline who was knocked out and said to Stefan, "Get her out of here." Stefan did as he was told and picked up the unconscious Caroline before getting the hell out of there.
The Sheriff's voice came from the radio and Damon answered, giving their location. He went to the back of Logan's car and Blair went to see what he was doing. "Damon?"
"Interrogation time. Want a swing?" Damon made a swinging motion with the tire iron he pulled out from the back of the car.
Blair could just feel Brenna, one of the more...violent of her past lives, bubbling to the surface. At least that's what she thought it was and before she knew it, she was reaching out and taking it from him. With a dark gleam to her eyes, she walked over to Logan.
"Now," Damon began, "you're going to answer my question or I will unleash her wrath upon you. Who turned you?"
"I don't know." Logan was sounding like a broken record.
"You see that tire iron in her hands? I bet she could take your head right off with one swift swing. She looks pissed enough to do it. You really want to test the theory?" Damon smirked as he looked at Blair. She had a look to kill on her face, and he liked it.
Logan looked from Blair to Damon, "How could you side with them?"
"I don't side with anyone," Damon retorted in reply. "You pissed me off. You tried to kill Miss Blair. I want you dead."
"Can I hit him now?" Blair asked but Damon waved his finger in a 'not now' manner.
His attention turned to Logan who was still lying on the ground from being shot, "Who turned you?"
"I don't know!" Logan shouted, really tired of repeating it.
"Oh well, you're screwed." Damon replied, and waved Blair to take her swing.
She was just about to do just that when Logan put his hands over his head and exclaimed, "No, no, no! Wait! I do know!" That stopped her mid swing so she could say, "He's lying."
"No, I'm not." Logan got to his knees and looked at Damon. "You think you're the only one that wants to get into that tomb beneath Fell's Church? There's another way to break the spell."
Damon forcefully took the tire iron from Blair and pointed it at Logan, "If you are lying to me, I will end you."
Logan shook his head, "I'm not lying. I swear. There is another way to break the spell. We can help you, meet me at the old church."
"Damon, don't listen to him." Blair moved to Damon but he wasn't listening.
"Take me down, make it look real." Damon said to Logan quickly, since the sirens and lights from the police cruiser were getting closer. Damon took a swing at Logan, who dodged and threw Damon back into the vehicle before running off. Blair was left standing there thinking 'shit, shit, shit'.
The Sheriff rushed over to them and asked, "Blair, are you okay?"
Knowing she couldn't say what Damon was, she said, "Yeah, I'm fine. I don't know what's going on, but I'm fine." That was pretty damn close to the truth though.
The Sheriff, Liz, said, "Go home." then went over to Damon, "Where's Caroline?"
"She's okay," Damon answered, catching his breath. "My brother is taking her home." Sounding so convincing, he said, "I'm sorry, Sheriff. I just wasn't strong enough."
Blair started walking away at that point, but she wasn't going home. She was going to the church to find out what the hell was really going on.
When Blair arrived at the church remains, there was no one there so she sat and she waited. Waiting was driving her a bit stir crazy so she got up and started to pace. She didn't know how long that had gone on before she turned around and saw Damon standing right there. "Jeeze. You're making a habit out of doing that."
"Your face is amusing when I do." Damon tilted his head to the side as he looked at her, "What are you doing here?"
"I want to know what's going on and based off what I do know, I'm here to talk you out of trying to open the tomb." Blair was probably going to regret saying that, but too late to do anything about it now. The words had been spoken.
"And what do you know? Other than the overheard facts from the other night." Damon walked around her in intrigue.
"I know a lot more than you think I do." Blair answered and before anyone could speak again, his cell phone rang. She watched and listened to his side of the conversation and when his expression fell, she asked, "What was that about?"
Damon slowly turned to face Blair, "Did you happen to stake Logan before coming here?"
Blair scoffed, "I wish. Why?"
He still looked like he was processing the information, "Because he's dead."
Blair did everything she could to keep herself from looking pleased about that. Luckily her cell phone rang to turn the attention to something else. "Elena? What's going on?...Yeah, okay...I'm in the woods so I'll meet you...okay." She ended the call and pointed behind her, "I...I have to go. Elena needs me." And without another word, she took off through the woods to wait and be picked up by Elena.
When Elena did pull up, Blair could see she was in tears. She rushed into the car and looked at her friend. "Ellie? Oh my god, what happened?"
Elena sniffled and pulled onto the road before she started speaking. "Did you know? Did you remember?"
Blair was so confused, "Ellie...you're going to have to be a bit more specific. I'm trying to hop onto your thought train but we're at completely different stations."
"Did you know that I looked like Katherine!" Elena screamed out at her.
Blair's eyes went wide, not expecting that question. "What? Why?..."
"I saw her picture, Blair! And you don't forget anything so don't sit there and lie to me. You knew I looked like Katherine and you never said a word! What else are you keeping from me, Blair?!" Elena was beyond upset about this whole ordeal.
"Elena...please, I'll explain everything. Please, Ellie, just calm down..." Blair really didn't think Elena should be driving like this.
Elena turned to Blair and shouted, "Don't Ellie me!"
Blair's eyes turned to the road and she saw someone standing in the middle of it. "Look out!" she screamed, pointing out in front of them.
By the time Elena realized what was happening, it was too late. They had run into whoever was in the road and the car had flipped over several times before landing on the roof.
Blair coughed and tried to move, but she was pinned. "Ellie? Elena!" Blair cried out, but her friend was unconscious. She looked out and saw the figure they hit had started cracking its bones back in place before standing. "Elena, wake up!" Blair cried out as she tried to get free, but was failing and the figure just kept getting closer...
End Episode 10
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