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Chapter 10

Up until then, the plan was working perfectly. The girls, Matt and Jeremy set up their camp at the Salvatore's boarding house while Klaus, Damon and Stefan went looking for Connor. They all didn't think twice about what they were about to do, but Elena felt guilty. They were about to end someone's life! Even if Connor had tried to kill all of them, he was still a human being and Elena felt guilty just deciding he didn't deserve to live any more.

But besides that guilt, she felt something else, something so wrong; she wouldn't even admit it to herself: she was looking forward to the murder; a murder in cold blood, the victim without any chance to survive.

She felt pleasant anticipation and that frightened her more than anything else.

"We know where he lives, but we also know that he has many mean little weapons stacked in there, so we need to keep our eyes open." Damon explained, after describing the layout of the small property with its trailer and every weapon he'd seen while he was stuck in there, during their walk trough the woods.

The original and his little brother behind him, Damon thought about the last night.

After all of 'the gang' had left, Elena started to clean the room while he poured himself bourbon. They didn't talk; all their worries were obvious to the other. He gulped his drink and went in the little kitchen to prepare dinner. Centuries ago he would've never even thought about making dinner; the servants always – well, served it. But now he wanted to cook. He wanted to take care of Elena, wanted to be able to grant her fancy food, a fancy life.

He found Elena sitting at the dining table, trying to solve a crossword. She got extremely frustrated when she didn't know the answers, so the brunette was delighted when she smelled the crispy chicken and backed potatoes which Damon carried towards her.

"Hhhm, that smells delicious!"

"You had a rough day, love. I thought you deserved something as delicious as you are yourself", he smirked while placing small, soft bites and kisses along the line of her neck, slowly travelling towards her ear. "I will enjoy this dinner just as much as I will enjoy you later", his whispering sent chills running down her spine.

The dinner was filled with laughter and light conversation, both of them didn't want to think about the next day and the way they were able to loose themselves in their stories was just perfect. The light atmosphere was sometimes disturbed, when she remembered his lustful announcement earlier.

The second she took her last bite he got up, his eyes dark with desire, grabbing Elena's waste while clearing the table with one movement of his arm.

She responded promptly and elicited a moan out of Damon with one particular perfect grind against his hips. He laid her back on the table, making sure nothing on the table could hurt her. Their kisses grew more inpatient and now it was Damon who made Elena moan with grinding against her core. "Bed! Now!" Elena's voice was quiet and hoarse but very demanding. Damon reacted immediately and vampire sped them into his bedroom.

They didn't clean up the mess they made in the dining room until the next morning.

Stefan and Klaus discussing the further plan forced him back to the present.

"Alright, Damon and I will distract him; let him think it's only us so he'll get unwary. Then Klaus, you will speed up from behind and chloroform him."

Klaus nodded in agreement but with a look at Damon, Stefan could tell that the former wasn't listening.

"Damon! You need to focus!" The harsh tone of the younger brother evoked a heated discussion between the siblings.

"Of course I'm focused! I promised Elena I would keep her and Jeremy save and that will only happen when we do everything right! What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? I can tell you what's wrong! Elena was my girlfriend. I was the one to protect her; I was the one she would trust with her brother's life! But you took her from me! The only reason she's with you and not with me is that fucking sire bond. She would never choose you over me, if she could think by herself."

"Wow. That's low Stefan, even for you. When I think about it… she talked to me about your relationship, you know. She complained that you were too protective and that she never really was allowed to have fun." Stefan opened his mouth to remind him, her word came from the bond, but Damon wasn't ready yet. "Oh no, did I forget to mention when she and I had that conversation? Oh, well. I was when she was human. She wasn't even sired to me yet and still didn't want you anymore Stefan. Accept it."

They reached the property of Connor Jordan and Klaus hushed the two younger vampires. They couldn't allow themselves to do anything wrong.

"This is where our ways part. Good luck fellows."

Damon stormed off, followed by Stefan, loud enough for a deaf man to hear them. The moment they wanted to open the door to Connor's trailer, the hunter ran out, holding two guns to the faces of the intruders: "Well, well. What a surprise, I don't remember inviting you and as you must know, I really don't appreciate unexpected visitors." His voice was menacing and full of disgust for the 'creatures' standing in front of him.

"Oh dear Connor, I fear you are not very friendly towards townspeople who simply want to welcome you in our beloved Mystic Falls." Damon smirked his famous smirk and tried everything to appear as arrogant as possible. The plan was to fuel Connor's anger.

The hunter pulled the trigger on both of his guns but Damon was able to push himself and with him his brother out of the ballistic curve.

"Now, now. This is really no way to treat a friend." Damon was now pouting and succeeded to give Connor the feeling of being made fun of.

Slowly the vampires grew impatient; where was Klaus? They exchanged looks and in just that second Klaus appeared behind Connor, covering the hunter's mouth with his chloroform filled cloth.

"Hello, Connor. It's so good to finally meet you. I've heard so many bad things about you." It almost sounded approving.

The hunter's eyes went shut and his body relaxed after unsuccessfully trying to escape the originals firm hold.

Back at the boarding house, Bonnie prepared herself for any possible situation in which she would have to protect her friends. She looked around and felt the responsibility heavy on her shoulders. If she did one thing wrong in a bad case scenario, it could easily develop into a worst case scenario, endangering all of her loved ones lives. But she had to protect the townspeople from all evil, including the evil living among them.

"Bonnie, are you ready? Damon just called, they will be here soon." Even from across the entire room, Bonnie could see the nervousness on her best friend's face; in fact on all her friend's faces – well, except Jeremy. He almost seemed ... exited.

"Yeah, I'm ready." She pulled herself out of her thoughts and focused on the present.

The door opened with a loud bang and the three men entered dragging a lifeless forth one with them.

Elena gasped loud at the sight of the hunter seemingly dead; Caroline and Bonnie shifted uncomfortably in their seats. The plan just became a million times more real.

"Ok so how will we do it? We never really talked about the actual 'killing-part'. What do you think Jeremy?" Stefan turned to look at the brother of his former love. But Klaus interfered: "Oh yes dear Jeremy, what way of murder do you prefer? Beheading? A gunshot through to the head? Or would you rather shoot through the heart? Or maybe you want to stake him, like he wanted to stake your sister?" Every question came out more provoking, sounded more violent, crueller.

Elena went pale, imagining all the possible ways her little brother could murder a living person. With every new imagination, the kill appeared bloodier and rowdier.

The only person, who seemed completely normal, was Jeremy himself. He couldn't understand why his friends seemed so worried. He was only going to end a horrible, horrible man's life who already looked dead. There was no way anything could go wrong. Ok well, technically it was a murder, but he only wanted his family, his friends to be save; he couldn't lose any more people he cared about. He wouldn't survive that.

He was just brooding over what Klaus had said, when Connor moaned.

The hunter opened his eyes and took in the view: the gigantic living room of the boarding house with all these people. He saw that blond vampire, the brunette - Elena Gilbert, the vampire brothers who bested him, the witch, the little Gilbert and a tall dark blonde man standing far back in the corner of the room.

His mouth was dry but with their increased hearing, these creatures could understand him no matter what: "You think... you're clever. Hah! You can't kill me... or else you'll die with me." His eyes gloomed in triumph, so sure no person - no creature - could harm him.

He was surprised when the little Gilbert closed the distance and came to a halt directly in front of him. "Well ... I'm human." He even had the guts to smirk.

These three words made the hunter widen his eyes in shock. But only seconds later he laughed raspy: "You're a little boy. No way you'll be the one to end my life." When the hunter realised his words made it worse, he hurried to add: "Think about what you are about to do, son. I have a family, I have friends. Do you really want to rip me away from my loved ones? Leave them with nothing but grief?" He accomplished to make the boy remember the death of his parents. Connor was sure that would stop the kid.

Jeremy got the hint, but opposite to Connor's expectation, this only made it worse - for him.

"How dare you drag my parents into this?" Jeremy's head was turning red. "My parents were good people, they never harmed anyone. You however are the scum of society. You kill for a living - oh well no; you kill because you like it!"

Jeremy got more furious with every word and Elena could read resignation in Connor's eyes. He'd accepted he would die.

Jeremy grabbed the nearest weapon he could register during his anger and raised his hand above his head and pushed the stake into Connor's chest.

The weapon seemed appropriate to Jeremy; a stake for a vampire hunter.