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On to season 2! Also, I just want to warn you, things with Katherine are going to go a lot differently than you thought.
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- GENERAL POV -
John Gilbert entered the Gilbert house not many moments ago. He felt elated that his plan was a success, and that he got the tomb vampires lives to end. He only wished that Elena and Isabella hadn't have put their noses into the situation, if they hadn't, Stefan and Damon would be dead as well.
He didn't know how he felt about Elena knowing that she is his daughter, but by the looks of it she was disgusted by the fact. Isabella, his niece by paper though he cared about her in his own way, didn't seem to enjoy the information much either. He was only trying to do what he had to do to keep them safe, to keep them out of the supernatural world. He didn't want this life for them, he most defiantly didn't want Elena do be with a vampire.
Now, I just have to figure out how to end the Salvatore's a different way. John thought as he went into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water.
John closed the fridge and turned around startled. Elena was standing there.
"You scared me." He said as his voice wavered a bit.
Elena looked at him with her brows raised.
"Sorry." She muttered walking around the kitchen to leave.
"Is Jenna home?" He asked her.
"She had to meet with the Fire Chief about the building, she doesn't know the truth." Elena told him as she picked up a plate. "Since you covered it up," She finished as she walked to the sink.
"Yeah I know. How's Jeremy?" John asked his daughter.
"Holed up in his room," She answered turning around walking to the kitchen island.
What they didn't know is that Jeremy wasn't just held up in his room. He was asleep after taking some of Elena's prescription pain medication from after the accident, and drank a vile of Anna's blood.
Also, the real Elena was walking up the front steps on the phone with Stefan. The person in the kitchen wasn't Elena, but indeed the first doppelganger Katherine.
"Are you sure?" Stefan asks Elena on the phone.
She rolls her eyes, finishing walking up the remaining steps to the front door.
"Yes, I'm sure. Somebody defiantly took Bella's stuff." Elena replied.
From inside the house Katherine could hear her. She knew she only had a little time before Elena would see her. And Katherine's plan to revile herself to the human girl wasn't ready, it wasn't the time.
From the island, John noticed the look on 'Elena's' face. He wonders what's wrong, and to get on her good graces and be on better terms decided to try to pull the worried and generous father type.
"Can I help?" He asks her.
He doesn't notice as Katherine's eyes dart down to this left hand, the very hand where his Gilbert Ring set on his ring finger. The very ring that would keep him alive if he died, making him come back to life.
"Sure." Katherine mutters.
From outside Elena is still talking to Stefan on the phone. She's waiting for the conversation to end before she enters. She never saw John leave, and she's not sure if Jeremy is in his room or the living room.
"Do you want me to pick you up?" Stefan asks her trying to be helpful.
"No it's okay. I need to check on Jeremy before I go to the hospital." She tells him.
"Alright," He sighs to her.
"Okay. I love you Stefan." She tells him with a smile on her face. Hoping he can hear the love from her voice.
"I love you too." He tells her back.
Right before Elena walks inside, Katherine takes a kitchen knife - much like a butcher knife, and chops John's fingers off as fast as she could.
John screams from the pain and from the action. His blood is spilling out of his fingers fast. Katherine shoves him against the counter, and he finally got it.
"Katherine." He says in fear.
She tilts her head, and her veins pop out from the smell of his blood.
"Hello, John." She says with a smirk on her face, "Goodbye John." She says then stabs him with the very same knife that she used to cut his fingers off.
Elena enters the house and closes the door behind her. She walks towards the steps and looks up to the landing.
"Jeremy." She shouts, hoping to get an answer from him. "Are you up?" She calls up again.
She takes her attention away from the upstairs after she hears some banging from the kitchen, something like a pot or a pan falling clashing to the ground.
She walks slowly making her way to the kitchen, to where the noise came from. Once she gets there she's surprised and shocked by what she sees.
John lying back down on the floor holding his fingerless hand, blood coming from them, she also notices the stab wound in his abdomen as well.
She grabs a kitchen towel and applies pressure. She doesn't want to hurt him but she knows she has to, in order to stop the bleeding. She may not be some medical student but she has common sense.
She reached to the counter and gets the phone, dialing 911. She may not like John but he needs medical attention, and quickly.
Behind her is Katherine, looking on with amusement and morbid fascination. John sees Katherine, and keeps trying to warn her as she's on the phone to the ambulance.
"Behind you," John chokes out from the pain.
Elena stops giving the address, and gasps turning around as fast as she could.
Elena gets up, gripping the bloodied knife in her hand, and her other hand clenched almost ready to punch and slice anybody who's there, anybody who she sees.
She walks out of the kitchen slowly, and as silently as she could not realizing that her breathing and heartbeat could be heard by Katherine.
She makes her way into the living room, seeing nothing at all. She feels the wind whip past her and she turns quickly in that direction seeing nothing. Her back is turned from turning around; Katherine is looking on with amusement. Once again Katherine whips around her and out the door causing Elena to gasp before the door slams shut.
She stands there for a moment breathing harshly and then remembers her brother is still in the house, or at least hoping he is, unharmed.
"Jeremy." She whispered to herself.
She runs up the stairs screaming his name, hoping he answers her. As fast as her legs can take her she sprints to his room. Once inside the room she sees him lying on his bed, almost lifeless.
She shakes him crying, telling him he needs to wake up.
He wakes up gasping for breath.
The ambulance finally comes not too long after that. The medics file in checking on John and getting him, properly covering his wound on his stomach, and wrapping his hand as tightly as they could to stop the bleeding. They get John on the stretcher and prepare to take him out of there.
All the while Elena is watching from the stairs and Stefan from outside of the front door.
Stefan comes in when John is wheeled out of the house, but a police officer stops him.
"He's okay." Elena tells him from her spot on the stairs.
The man let's Stefan pass and Stefan goes to Elena. Once they are next to each other they head up the rest of the stairs and into Jeremy's room. Elena called Stefan because she was scared and to let him know what happened, and to tell him about Jeremy, hoping there was something he could do.
"What happened?" Stefan questions her as they reach his bedroom door.
"He said that Anna gave him a vile of her blood, and then he took these pills. And- and now I mean he looks fine but then again so did you but I don't know." She babbled to him frantically.
Stefan looks at the bottle in which the pills were in. He then grabs Jeremy by the face trying to get his attention.
"Come here, look at me." Stefan tells him.
Jeremy struggles to get his face out of his hands.
"I'm fine okay, I'm exactly the same." Jeremy tells him annoyed and pissed off that he wasn't a vampire that it didn't work.
"Should I call a paramedic up here? What should I do?" Elena asks from her stop as she watches.
She was worried for her brother, she wasn't sure if he would die from the pills he took.
"No," Stefan tells her as he looks into each one of Jeremy's eyes. "He's fine." Stefan says getting up from his place on the ground.
"You mean I'm not a vampire?" Jeremy questions him "Damn it." He sighs in disappointment.
"Don't say that, Jeremy. Jer, why would you want that?" She asks him.
Jeremy gets off his bed and stand in front of her.
"Did you hear about Anna? Did you hear what happened to her tonight?" He questions her getting closer to her face. "She's dead." He tells her with a sad look upon his face.
"Jeremy, Jeremy. Come here." Stefan says taking Jeremy's face in his hands again. "Sit down." He commands him and forces him to sit. "I am very sorry about Anna, but it's very important that you listen to me right now. With every passing moment Anna's blood is leaving your system, you tried to kill yourself right now, you could really die." He tells the younger boy fiercely.
Jeremy just looks at him, so Stefan smacks him to get an answer.
"Hey, do you understand me?" Stefan asks him louder.
"Stefan." Elena calls his name gently.
Stefan was only trying to get Jeremy to realize how bad the situation really was. Elena would be devastated and blame herself. Isabella would be devastated and who knows what she would do.
"Yeah, I understand." Jeremy responds with a look of hate in his eyes.
Stefan lets him go and stands up, backing away from Jeremy.
"What about the pills he took?" Elena asks him
"He didn't take many; the blood healed him of that." He informs her.
A police officer knocks on Jeremy's bedroom door, and gains her attention. Stefan tells her she needs to be at the hospital but she was reluctant to leave Jeremy, but Stefan offers to stay with him to watch over him.
- AT THE HOSPITAL -
Bonnie finally arrived after hearing word from Matt that Caroline was admitted into the hospital. She asked for her room number and raced as fast as she could to get to her. Once she rounded the corner, she spotted Matt sitting in a chair right outside.
"Matt, how is she?" She questions.
"She's not good Bon." He tells her with grief in his voice.
"What happened?" She asks sitting down next to him, putting her hand on his leg for comfort.
"Tyler was driving, and he heard this noise." He started.
"Noise?" She intrudes confused.
"Tyler heard this noise, and his head started hurting, like a migraine and lost control of the car." He told her and it dawns on her, the Gilbert device somehow affected him. "I thought she was fine, but she wasn't." He finishes.
Isabella and Damon finally arrive; he didn't catch the phone call because he was too busy informing Isabella what happened at her house.
They didn't fight or argue, she just told him he was retarded if he thought Elena would even try kissing him. He reminded her how she reacted at the Square and he relaxed. She also told him that he smelt like another vampire, that he should have sensed it, if he wasn't so caught up in his mind and emotions, what happened sooner.
Then it dawned on them, that the only person that looked like Elena was Katherine. His phone went off moments later telling him he got a missed call and a voicemail, after hearing it they decided to go to the hospital to get some answers.
"Hey, Liz, we just heard your message and got here as fast as we could." Damon said walking quickly with Bella's hand in his.
"Is she okay?" Isabella asks the Sherriff.
Liz looks at them and their joined hands. If she wasn't so upset she would have smiled at them.
"She's in surgery. It's - their doing everything they can." She tells the two with tears in her eyes. "I need your help, Damon, Isabella." She said.
"Sure, anything," Damon tells her as Isabella nods her head in agreement.
Both of them glad that she didn't suspect a thing about them.
The three of them walk away and move to where nobody could hear them if they whisper.
"Mayor Lockwood is dead." Liz whispers to the both of them, nearly on the verge of tears again. "They thought he was a vampire. They put him in the basement." She said as her eyes flicker to both Damon and Isabella's.
Though, Damon and Isabella both know about the Mayor's death, she briefly saw his dead body before she grabbed Damon. She didn't have time to bring him, but she knew he was dead before she got there; the way his neck was facing was clear enough information.
Damon crosses his arms over his chest and his eyes go wide in surprise. Isabella gasps and puts her hand over her lips.
"Mayor Lockwood is a vampire?" Damon asks Liz in a confused voice.
"No! No, no. A mistake was made! They say he dropped like the others, when John's device went off, but he," She says but stops as a woman passes by them, "He couldn't have been a vampire. I've known the man my whole life! And Carol Lockwood is going to want answers but all I can think about right now is Caroline." She says as she starts to cry all over.
Isabella steps forward and embraces the woman. Placing her arms around her and hugging her trying to comfort her.
"It's okay." She whispers to her as she rubs her back.
Isabella shoots Damon a look of irritation and rolls her eyes. She never knew the woman very well, but she knew she disliked her daughter with a passion. And the fact that she was holding the woman, who was currently crying on her shoulder, made her want to smack herself. She almost felt sort of sorry for her.
Elena finally made it to the hospital and spots Bonnie.
"Bonnie, how's Caroline?" She asks her.
"She's weak." Bonnie says to Elena nodding her head. "They don't know if she's going to make it." Bonnie finishes.
As she finishes Isabella and Damon round the corner after hearing her voice. Isabella is pissed off at the sound of Bonnie's voice and wants to throttle her, but Damon squeezes her hand, knowing already what she was thinking and feeling.
"What!" Elena whispers out and Bonnie reaches in to her hugging her.
"Is there something that you can do? Like a spell?" Elena asks her
"She doesn't know how." Damon says making their presents known. "Do you?" He asks Bonnie with a smirk on his face.
"No," she says avoiding Bella's eyes only looking towards Damon. "I don't." She mutters quietly looking at Elena.
"No, you don't." Damon rubs it in. "Because it took Emily years to learn a spell like that." He says with a cocky look on his face.
"Yeah well I can take down a vampire. That spell was easy to learn." She sneers at him.
Bella steps closer to her in anger as Damon turns to Elena.
"I could give Caroline some blood." He offers her.
"No." Isabella spat out.
"No, no way." Elena agrees.
"Just enough to heal her," Damon says looking back at Isabella. "She will be safe in the hospital, and it will be out of her system in a day. She'll be better Elena." He speaks towards Isabella, but directs it to Elena.
"It's too risky, I can't agree to that." Elena tells her.
"Do it." Bonnie demands.
"Your input isn't valid. If it hadn't been for you, then she wouldn't even be in the hospital." Bella spat at Bonnie, getting into her face. "If you would have un-spelled the damn device, then Caroline wouldn't be hurt, Mayor Lockwood wouldn't be dead, and Tyler wouldn't have almost died when he crashed his father's car. So shut the fuck up, I'm so close to losing patience with you little girl." She growls nearly head butting Bonnie.
Bonnie takes a step back, even though she's afraid, her eyes shoe defiance.
"This is Caroline," Bonnie whispers looking at Elena. "We can't let her die." She tells her more strongly.
"We?" Bella spits, "You're the one that caused her to be nearly dead in the first place you bitch. Don't you put Elena in this, like it's her fault! If you would have done your job instead of lying to our faces, then she wouldn't be here!" She practically screeches out.
Damon steps over to Isabella, and places his arms around her, trying to settle her down. This isn't the best place to kill Bonnie, thought, it would be the best place to do bodily harm since they could snap right to it, to fix whatever bones Bella snaps.
Elena looks between the two, and doesn't know whose side to take. She knows Isabella is right, that Bonnie did lie to them. But she also agreed with Bonnie, they couldn't just let Caroline die. She was torn.
Bonnie looks at Damon seeing his arms tight around Bella.
"Do it." She tells her.
"If I do this, you and me, the whole truce?" He said wiggling his finger in the negative motion, telling her it's over.
"No, but you'll do it anyway, for Elena." She smirks at him.
Bella scoffs at her, rolling her eyes and starts laughing like she heard the funniest thing ever.
"Please, for Elena? Do you really think that's why he's going to do it? He didn't want her when he came into town." She laughed looking Bonnie in the eye, seeing Bonnie's shock that she knew such a thing. "Oh yeah I know the story. Damon comes into town, fixates on his little brother's girlfriend, yada, yada, yada. He didn't want her like that; he was trying to make his brother's life hell, though it did work. Hunny, if you think you saying that he's going to do it for Elena just to get to me. You're wrong. He will do it for Elena because she's like his little sister, you ignorant twat." Bella giggles out causing Bonnie to look taken back.
Damon can't help but chuckle out loud, at both the faces of Bonnie and Elena. Elena looked at her sister with shock and awe as if she was surprised she spoke that way towards their long time friend, Bonnie looked shocked because Isabella knew she was trying to get to her, and it didn't work.
Bonnie walks away without another word, and Damon and Isabella turn towards Elena.
"I know this is probably the last thing you want to hear right now, but you should know that Katherine pretended to be you, and she- she..." He said but couldn't get it out.
"For God sakes, she kissed him okay! Jesus, she pretended to be you and kissed Damon, but Damon thought it was you and freaked out and shoved her away." Bella said losing all patience she had left.
Elena looked disgusted at the fact that Damon thought it was her, and then shook her head.
"She must have been the one in the house then." Elena mutters.
"What?" Isabella hisses out.
"Yeah, I came home and found John lying on the kitchen floor, with his fingers cut off. I looked around with the knife and couldn't see anybody, but whoever it was, had been a vampire because a second later the front door closed with me standing a few feet away from it." She rushed out.
"So Katherine has been invited in?" Damon asks stupidly.
Isabella turns her body, slaps him in the back of the head, and sighs nodding her head yes.
"Don't worry; I'm not going to let that bitch play with me." She hisses and walks away.
- GILBERT HOUSE -
Stefan stayed in Jeremy's room ever since Elena left. He didn't want to leave his side just in case something happened, also just in case he tried to do anything to himself. It was clear Jeremy was messed up in the head at the moment, so leaving him alone even for a second was out of the question.
He heard the front door open and he turned his attention to look out Jeremy's bedroom door.
Katherine walks in the door, and closes it as Stefan jogs down the stairs.
"How's Caroline?" He asks her.
She sighs and shakes her head.
"Not good," Katherine tells him as she brings him in for a tight hug. He hugs her back. "Just what I needed," She says quietly.
Stefan knows the difference though. He knows what Elena wore before she left, and he also can smell the difference between the two girls, it was subtle but the difference was there.
Just as she was about to try to kiss him, his fangs come out and he tugs her down about to bite her, instead he throws her to the side, into the living room. Her vampire reflexes were quick and not even a second later she stood in front of the couch.
"Katherine." Stefan says her name with distaste as his face never goes back to normal.
"At least I fooled one of you." She says before Stefan attacks her.
Stefan slams her body to a wall and pins her there.
"Feel better?" She asks in a breathy voice.
Before he can answer Isabella swoops into the house and has her arm across Katherine's throat holding her there, as Stefan turns away.
You see, once Isabella knew it was Katherine at the house, she left as fast as she could, taking the shortcut through the woods so nobody would see her. She wasn't about to have Stefan be fooled like Damon was. She also wasn't very pleased that Katherine had been invited in, to have free access to the home where her family sleeps at night.
"I'm sure he does." Bella says in a sweet voice, her veins popped out and her eyes gold and orange in anger.
Katherine glares at her and gasps seeing her eyes, and struggles to get free but she realizes she can't move what so ever, the girl is simply way to strong.
Isabella grips Katherine and slams her to the wall on the other side of the room, and hears the front door open, knowing its Elena and Damon.
"Ah, we have company!" Isabella sings out, her face never changing.
Katherine tries to kick this unknown girl away from her, but she isn't budging, she's freakishly strong and its scaring Katherine. She wasn't expecting this, this wasn't part of the plan, and it wasn't part of the game!
Elena and Damon walk into the living room seeing Isabella pinning Katherine to the wall, and Elena gasps seeing a reflection of herself looking right back at her trying to breathe. Damon just stops where he stands and flickers his eyes from Bella, to Katherine, then to Stefan who has a lazy smirk on his face.
"Somebody get this bitch off of me!" Katherine shouts out.
"You see, that girl over there, that's my sister. I can hear some of your thoughts, and I got enough information. Isobel didn't tell you about me, did she? About her vampire born daughter?" Isabella asks with malice, "You see, I'm stronger, faster, and just plain better than you." She finishes off.
The look on Katherine's face makes Stefan chuckle out, getting Katherine's attention, as she narrows her eyes at him.
Isabella smacks her very hard across her face, causing Katherine's eyes to widen and gasp in pain.
"Don't look at him; he's no longer one of your little toys." She growls out. "You're going to go sit in the Black Dodge Charger outside, with your hands under your ass and not move until I tell you to." Isabella compelled her.
Katherine repeated the words and Isabella let her go watching closely as Katherine does as she was told to do.
She turns to the three people standing in the living room with shock and awe on their faces.
"It's clear that you two can't handle this. Stefan was smart enough not to be fooled by her. Damon, you know I care about you, but if you chose her, then that's it. Don't play games with me, you won't get me back. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to get my new play toy to your cellar!" She chirps with a grin and runs vampire speed to her car.
Katherine was sitting in the seat next to the driver side seat, sitting on her hands like she was told.
"You compelled me." Katherine calmly states.
Isabella clicks her tongue and grins at her.
"Of course I did." She simply says.
"You said you were born a vampire, which shouldn't be possible. Also, only Original's can compel vampires. You're no original." Katherine says bitterly.
Bella giggles at her.
"Thanks for the information." Bella giggles without worry, "Guess I'm an Original!" She chirps.
Katherine shuts up, annoyed by the girl. She didn't know what to think, so she just settled for staring at her. She sees how much she looks like Isobel, and it's slightly creepy to her. Besides how beautiful the girl is, everything about her made her want to run away. She wasn't expecting this, now she would have to figure out another plan.
"Whatever plan you're thinking of re-thinking, won't work!" Isabella sing songs, and giggles as she see's Damon's car following hers.
Isabella wasn't worried about Damon choosing Katherine. She just wanted to let him know that he had the choice. But she wasn't going to cry over it, or cry about it. She knew she cared about him, and had feelings for him even if she wasn't sure what they were as of yet, but she wasn't going to sulk over a man. Not even a man as hot as Damon, who gave her great sex and made her feel safe and comfortable in his arms and bed. She wasn't that type of girl, and she wouldn't be, not over him, not over anybody.
"I wasn't thinking anything!" Katherine said defensively, and added a huff.
"Liar, I'm a verrry special person, trust me, I know." Bella said taunting the girl. "Though, I have to say right now, what you did to John, it was wonderful. Cutting his fingers off, I had the same idea." She tells Katherine in a mock whisper.
Katherine smirks at the girl, thinking she may just be alright, despite the situation. She could see herself in this girl sitting next to her, driving the car.
"What's your name?" Katherine asks.
"Isabella." She responds.
"You sure do have that Petrova charm." Katherine says wistfully. "You're a lot like me." She smiles thinking it would make Isabella smile and agree.
Isabella didn't do anything but laugh hysterically.
"Oh, sweetie! You're delusional if you think I'm a thing like you. I may be a crazy bitch, not afraid to kill anybody who messes with my family, but a thing like you, is what I'm not! You see, I don't have to compel somebody to love me, and I don't have to play with somebody to love me. Your pathetic, I'm very secure with myself and could care less." Bella says as she shuts her car off, as Damon pulls in next to her.
Stefan and Elena must be staying at home tonight. Bella thinks to herself.
Damon comes around and opens her door for her, and pulls Isabella into his arms. He pulls back putting his hands on each side of her face, kissing her hard and long. It wasn't sweet; it was one to tell her that she had him, that he wasn't going anywhere.
Isabella pulls back, smiles at him showing her dimples, and laughs loudly.
"Not in front of the child, Damon." She says flicking him.
"I'm no child." Katherine sneers from inside the car, still sitting on her hands because she couldn't move.
"Your under the age of 18 years old, and have been for like, ever. You're a child by other people's eyes, but an old hag to us who know just how old you really are." Bella tells her leaning down to see inside the car; Katherine was frowning and pouting at the same time. "Don't frown or pout, it looks ugly on you, plus it causes ages lines." She tells her in a serious voice.
Katherine glares and Damon laughs.
"Now, this is what you're going to do." Isabella says opening up Katherine's door, and looks into her eyes. "You're going to walk slowly behind me, and follow me. Don't think about trying anything either. Keep your hands around your neck at all times." Isabella compels Katherine.
Katherine gets out and slowly walks next to Isabella, with her hands around her own neck.
"Squeeze your neck as tight as you can." Isabella giggles out.
Katherine squeezes her neck as tight as she could and starts to choke and can't breathe.
"Alright, stop squeezing and keep your hands there." She says to Katherine.
Isabella and Damon walk hand in hand as Katherine follows them into the house.
Bitch. Katherine thinks to herself.
Katherine follows quietly behind the two, glaring. Isabella and Damon walk down to the basement and in front of the cellar door. Isabella opens the door and Damon goes in taking everything out of it besides a chair that's bolted tightly to the ground.
"Walk over to the chair and sit down, don't remove your hands from your neck." Isabella tells her with a wide smile on her face.
Katherine has no choice but to do as she is told.
"Now place your arms on the arm rests, and don't move a muscle." Isabella tells her.
Once Katherine does that, glaring the entire time, Damon locks her arms down tightly, tight enough to pinch some skin and make it bleed. He didn't care, she deserved it.
"You're going to sit here all by your lonesome until you're ready to talk about why your back here. If you're not ready, then I guess you're just going to die, all alone!" Isabella tells her.
Damon walks out of the cellar, and Isabella was about to follow him. She sees a sharp object lying on the floor and picks it up. She's in front of Katherine not even a second later, and stabs her twice with it. Once near her heart, and once in her stomach.
"That's for going into my house when my sister was home and the other one, well that's just because. Have fun!" She says and leaves the cellar closing the door and locking it.
Damon and her walk up the stairs and he has her pinned to the basement door in seconds. Their clothes are gone from being torn from their bodies, and he carries her into the living room and slams her to the floor.
"Don't ever for a second think I want her." He glares at Isabella as he hovers over her.
She smirks and flips them over, her straddling his thighs, with his arms above his head.
"I never thought you wanted her, I was giving you the choice." She hisses out before claiming his lips.
Words weren't spoken after that, only their bodies spoke for them. They didn't care what could be heard down stairs, they were in their own world. The vampire in the basement, who had no choice but to sit where she was, fuming, didn't matter to them.
Things weren't going how she wanted or expected them to go. She had no knowledge of Isabella, nor did she know how powerful she was. Katherine knew that things weren't going to go her way, not with Isabella in the picture.
- NEXT MORNING AT THE HOSPITAL -
Bonnie came back to the hospital to check on Caroline, she knew Damon gave her the blood to heal her, she was just worried if it worked or not. Worried that it didn't work, thinking maybe the blood would have no effect if it was too late. She had to see, and find out.
She also didn't stay last night because Isabella scared her. She knew Isabella was being honest about her patience wearing thin for Bonnie. Bonnie also knew that Isabella wasn't a very forgiving person unlike her sister. That's where the two sisters were polar opposites, Elena could see the good in a person and offered chances, and Isabella didn't offer a thing.
Bonnie knew that, and hopped that this time would be different. That once the secret of her not un-spelling the device was out, that Isabella would cut her some slack. That she would see her reasoning for not doing it. But she was wrong, as usual. Isabella was even angrier at Bonnie, and she knew she lost Isabella as a friend that moment in the alley way.
But Bonnie stuck to what she believed in, even if it meant losing a friend, losing Isabella. Bonnie knew that she would have Elena, Isabella may hate her, but Elena wouldn't.
"Hey Matt," Bonnie greeted him.
"Hey," He said his voice in a better tone than last night.
"Have you been here all night?" She asked.
"Yeah, with the Sheriff," He answered.
"No one else?" She asked with her eye brows raised.
"Stefan's brother Damon stopped by last night." He told her, his mind wondering why it was so important to know who stopped by.
Bonnie looked somewhat relieved and nervous. She looked towards Caroline's room and then back at Matt.
"How is Caroline?" She asked nervous to know the answer.
He smiled a small smile.
"See for yourself." He answered ushering her to the room.
They walked to the room and she saw her, Caroline in her bed awake watching TV with her head on the pillow. As soon as Caroline seen Bonnie, she smiled a happy smile and sits up.
"Jersey Shore is on." Caroline tells her.
Bonnie walks to her and hugs her tightly to her causing Caroline to gasp in surprise.
"Oh! Careful, I'm still a little sore." She tells Bonnie wincing in pain.
Bonnie leans back with tears running down her cheeks.
"Sorry" She says softly.
"It's okay." Caroline giggles out, "But they say I'm healing really well." She assures Bonnie.
Matt goes forward and kisses Caroline, claiming it was his turn to greet her.
"Isn't he cute?" Caroline asks and looks at Bonnie who's nodding with tears running down her face. "Why are you crying?" She asks.
"I'm just happy your okay." Bonnie tells her as Matt gives her a side way hug.
"Awe, I love you guys." Caroline practically coos.
- LOCKWOOD MANOR -
Carol Lockwood opened up her house to have a wake for her husband. She was furious about what happened at the Founder's Square that her husband was dragged down to the basement like a disgusting vampire.
She, in her mind, blamed Liz Forbes the Sheriff because it was his deputies that put her husband there.
Isabella and Damon walked around together, with her hand in the crook of Damon's elbow, Liz next to them as they walked with Carol Lockwood, who had been demanding answers.
"I want to know who is exactly responsible for my husband's death." She whispered fiercely to them.
"I'm looking into it but you have to be straight with me." Liz told her as nicely as she could. "Is there any reason Richard was affected by the vampire device?" She asked Carol.
Carol looked at her with a distasteful look, almost in disgust.
"What are you implying?" She asked Liz. "That he was one of them?" She questioned right back at her.
Isabella rolled her eyes and squeezed Damon's arm.
"No, no, no one is implying anything." He started to tell Carol.
"Your deputies screwed up, plain and simple, which makes you responsible." Carol replies, her eyes directly looking at Liz.
"Carol." Damon tried to say.
"Your husband is the one that helped John Gilbert execute his idiotic plan in the first place." She retorted but was stopped by Damon.
"Liz." He said almost sternly.
Isabella found it amusing that they were both arguing about it. She didn't like Richard in the slightest, she didn't really like these two women very much either. She almost hoped it affected them as well, but she won't say that out loud.
"Someone got my husband killed!" Carol said as she started to cry, but held a sob in.
"We're all on edge here." Isabella said speaking for the first time. "You suffered a great loss." She said looking to Carol, "The whole town has we have to stick together, okay? Trust each other. We'll get through this." She told them softly placing her hand on Carol's shoulder.
The two women nodded at her and gave her soft smiles. To them she was growing up beautifully, somebody for all little girls to admire. They were proud at the way she matured and held herself.
At the front door, Tyler Lockwood stood greeting people and shaking their hands listening to their words of sympathy. He just wanted to get away; he didn't want to be here.
A black Ford truck with two flood lights came up the drive way, stopping in front of the house.
Tyler steps out onto the porch and crosses his arms over his chest and stands looking at him.
"So the black sheep returns." He asks.
The man comes up the steps and stand in front of him.
"Tyler?" He asks with a smile on his face, getting a small one back from Tyler.
"Yeah," Tyler tells him while nodding.
"What happened to you?" The guys questions Tyler, looking at him, as Tyler gives him a confused look. "In my mind, your 12 years old," He tells Tyler.
"Well, that's 2 years older than the last time you saw me, Mason." Tyler tells him.
Mason nods at Tyler, still not believing how big and muscular Tyler got.
"Come here." He tells Tyler as they hug "Good to see you man."
"It's good to see you too." Tyler tells him "Come on inside." He gestures to the house.
The two of them walk into the house together.
- BACK AT THE HOSPITAL -
After having a long night of talking, and freaking out on Elena's part about Katherine being back. Stefan tried to reassure her that Isabella wasn't going to allow anything to happen to her, and he also informed her of what Isabella told him the next morning.
That Katherine was in the cellar locked, with no permission to move a muscle in the chair they strapped her in. Elena felt slightly better, but she was still scared none the less. She was just happy that for some reason, her sister was different and was able to do different things.
Both Stefan and Elena walked to the hospital; they were going to visit John.
"Are you ready for this?" Stefan asks her as the reach the outside of John's room.
Elena just nodded slightly and just walked in with Stefan walking behind her. They both walked up to the side of his bed, with Stefan closer to him, just in case.
"John?" Elena asked seeing if he was awake.
John's eyes slowly opened but went wide at the sight of Elena, thinking she was Katherine. Before he could push his emergency nurse button, Stefan stopped him and took it from him.
"I'm Elena, I'm not Katherine." Elena told him.
John looked from Elena to Stefan.
"We know she did this to you." Stefan told John.
"We need to know why." Elena didn't ask, she stated it.
"Where is she?" John asked them, his eyes on the blanket covering his body.
"You tell us." Stefan said with is arms crossed over his chest.
Stefan wasn't about to tell John that she was locked away with no way to get out; John would just refuse to answer anything. They couldn't have that.
"I don't know." John muttered trying to sit up but Stefan pushed him down.
"You're a little too weak to play tough guy. So why don't you just sit back, and answer a few questions." Stefan recommended as he shoved him to make sure he understood to stay lying down.
John looked over to his hand as he felt something touch is fingers. He looked down and saw Elena placing his Gilbert Ring to the palm of his hand.
"Please." She told him looking him in the eye. "Tell us why she's here. What does she want? " She asked John.
John didn't answer and Stefan sighed.
"She will try again." He told John. "We can't help you if you don't confide in us." He tried to explain.
"In you?" John asked looking up at Stefan.
"In your daughter then," Stefan tried to reason with him.
"My daughter should have driven a stake through your heart by now." He said looking at Stefan then to Elena. "I never spoke to Katherine directly, she never trusted me. So either kill me, or get out because I can't stand the sight of you and my daughter." John told them with no emotion on his face.
Elena shook her head at him, she was disappointed.
"You see the world with such hatred. It's going to get you killed." She told him, and then left the room as quickly as she could.
Stefan stayed in his spot, he wanted to follow her, but he knew he needed to follow his orders from Isabella since she couldn't be there at the moment; he also wanted to do this for himself, for Elena.
John had his eyes closed, and Stefan started walking to the door, knowing that John was listening to this footsteps. He saw the tension in John's body start to go away, but he wasn't really going to leave.
At vampire speed Stefan went to his side leaned over and pressed his weight down on John as he held his head firmly in place, and his other hand around this neck.
"You'd be okay with dying but I have a better plan for you." Stefan told him.
Stefan then bit into his wrist and ripped it open. He placed his wrist to John's mouth forcing him to drink it.
"You now I have my blood in your system, all I have to do is kill you. Now take my advice, leave town, Elena doesn't want you here. You have about 24 hours before the blood leaves your system, that's enough time to disappear. Or so help me God, I will turn you into a vampire. And I will watch you hate yourself, more than you already do." Stefan spat at him as he shoved John's head into his pillow harshly and let go walking away.
John gasped bring his head up touching his lips where blood remained from Stefan's wrist.
"Clock starts now." Stefan said getting closer to the door.
With that Stefan walked out of the room and hospital all together, meeting Elena in the parking lot.
- LOCKWOOD MANOR -
Damon and Isabella walked around together after their little heart-to-heart with Carol and Liz.
Isabella could sense the newcomer during her conversation with Liz, but couldn't say anything out right. It would cause people to look at her, and draw more attention to herself then intended.
Once the conversation was over Isabella whispered into Damon's ear as quietly as she could without alerting anybody.
"I can sense somebody, and they aren't normal." She muttered to Damon.
He looked at her, and she nodded her head towards the door. Not even a few seconds later, Tyler came in with a man older than him, with the same dark hair and skin tone. They were obviously related in some way, and now that Isabella was looking, she could feel a small difference from Tyler.
She never noticed it before, but he was different. But she wasn't completely sure, and wasn't going to say anything to Damon about it, not yet.
They watched as the man walked around with Tyler for a little bit until they spotted Carol.
Liz started to pass them but Damon got her attention.
"Who's the guy with Carol?" Damon asked her.
Liz looked over towards Carol.
"That's the Mayor's younger brother, Mason Lockwood." Liz told him.
"Is he on the council?" Isabella questioned "Like John Gilbert was when he rolled in." Isabella questioned again.
Liz didn't miss the sound of distaste for John from his very own niece; then again she never really hid how she felt about him. Council meetings, she would glare at him so harshly, she was sure John would drop dead from them.
"He's nothing like John. For one he's not an ass, and he's not a believer. His main concern is finding the perfect wave." She answered.
Once she was finished, both Damon and Isabella let her go on to whatever it was that she was doing in the first place.
Mason heard the whole conversation and couldn't help but wonder about Isabella. He knew what Damon was; he could smell him and sense him. Isabella is what threw him off. She smelt slightly different. To him she smelt like a mixture, a werewolf and a vampire. He wasn't sure why, but he knew she was different, just looking at her from the corner of his eye he could see the supernatural radiating off of her.
Her skin tan, her body extremely fit and toned, her hair long and wavy, her face was almost perfection, but her lips were uneven, her bottom one slightly smaller than her top. But her eyes were what got him; even from the corner of his eye he could see the difference in them, one a light sea green and one a blue color. Not the pale-silver blue color of the vampire male next to her, but darker, more violet almost.
Either way he knew he needed to figure out what she was, and who she was exactly. He knew it wouldn't be too hard, he heard her last name was Gilbert, and that she was the niece of Jenna Somers, a high school classmate of his. If he got back in good with Jenna, he could have a lot of information given to him.
He was also slightly worried, the look of alertness in her eyes and her movements made him question anything he planned on doing. Once he looked at her fully she glared at him, her eyes flashing a familiar mixture of gold, yellow, and orange.
He wasn't sure if she did it on purpose, but it happened. And as quickly as it happened, it stopped.
He sent her a wink, wanting to see the reaction he could get from her and he got one.
She hissed lowly, to low for a human to hear it, and the vampire male, looked at her and noticed where her attention was.
All too soon the sound of glass breaking and him getting a severe pain in his head caused him to double over gasping for air so he wouldn't scream out. The lights flickered all over the house quickly, and a small force pushed him over.
He heard Isabella gasp and muttered something to the man standing next to her about getting some air.
Isabella walked quickly out of the house to the front steps and sat down. She didn't know what came over her, but she just felt angry and annoyed that he winked at her. She could see him staring at her from the corner of his eye as well and it wasn't helping her anger, but the wink is what set her off.
Without even trying, she caused people's glasses to break and a few vases and lamps around the house to break as well. She wanted him to stop looking at her and that's when he bent over with his hands on his knees quietly but she knew he was in pain. The lights started to flicker and he fell over not long after that.
She knew it was her power, she had been practicing all night and any other time she got time to. She was starting to understand them, and learn them. But she wasn't perfect at it yet, but she promised herself she would get there.
Damon came out not long after she did, and sat beside her. He was worried about her, he knew she didn't mean to do whatever the hell it was that she did, but it happened. And it worried him. He sat quietly next to her to see if she would talk to him about it, but he wasn't holding his breath.
One thing he knew about Isabella, was that she would talk or open up about something when she was ready. She wasn't for being pressured; it only annoyed her and made her lash out. And right now lashing out isn't something that could cause anything good, for them, and for anyone around them.
Isabella reassured him that she was fine and that it will probably happen again. He sat there for a few more minutes and told her he was going to get something to drink for the both of them. He knew she needed something strong, to get the edge off, and he spotted whiskey so who was he to deny himself that?
Once inside, Tyler pounced.
"So you and Damon huh?" Tyler asked standing behind her. "I should have seen that one coming." He muttered to himself but she heard him.
Isabella stood up so she could just get this whole thing over with.
"Yes, Damon and I. Tyler, you made out with Matt's mom! I know people make mistakes but I'm not going to forgive you for that. Not only was it disgusting, but it made me look bad as well. Not to mention it was even more disrespectful of you to do it when you knew it was wrong, and I was at the same party!" She hissed quietly.
Both of them not knowing Mason could hear everything.
"Look, I'll always have a place for you in my heart, you were my first boyfriend, my first everything. But after everything, I can't be with you again. Maybe we could become friends one day, but I'm not in love with you anymore, Tyler. I'm letting you go; you should do the same thing." She whispered and kissed the side of his mouth softly.
She looked at him in the eye and tried to give him a small smile, but he wasn't giving one back. His eye's held tears that were about to fall, but they held determination.
"I won't give up that easily, B. I know I'm a jerk and a jackass and on occasion even a dick. But you know me; you know I won't let you go that easy. I've been quiet and watching. Don't doubt my love for you, because it's still very much there and real." He whispered tugging her hand into his. "I'm not going to let the best thing I had go so easily." He whispered his voice promising.
She didn't say anything; she just took her hand out of his slowly, and walked back into the house to find Damon.
Back in the dining room where Damon walked in by himself, well he was suppose to be by himself but Bonnie followed him since Isabella wasn't with him, like she had been all day.
"Did you know that the Gilbert Device affected Tyler Lockwood?" She asked Damon.
"Well, I know it took the Mayor down." Damon said as he popped a grape in his mouth.
"Don't you want to know why?" Bonnie asked
"Yes Bonnie. I would love to know why a non-vampire was tortured by the vampire torture device that you let John Gilbert use." He sarcastically told her, picking up another piece of fruit.
Bonnie just stood there, looking at him.
"Speaking of your guilt how's Caroline?" He asked her with a smirk.
"She's much better." She said quickly following him around.
"You're Welcome." He told her.
"No, you're welcome." Bonnie said back.
"Why am I welcome?" He turned around to face her as he asked.
"You get to live to see another day." She said bitterly.
"No good deed goes unpunished with you does it? But then again, you're not the one who got me out of the burning basement. Isabella did, not you. And for holding her back in the hospital, where she would have put you in, you're welcome." He told her as he poked her nose.
"That doesn't undo the bad you've done. I know what you are Damon. You might have Bells, you might have Elena, even your brother, the sheriff, and everybody else fooled but not me." She told him crossing her arms over her chest, leaning closer to him. "One way or another I'm going to take you out." She told him.
Damon placed a smirk on his face.
"You need to stop with the witches brew." He told her waggling his finger in her face. "You don't even believe your own press." He said.
She turned away from him smirking to herself, then turned back to face him looking into his eyes. A second later his head started to hurt, the pain similar to the one he felt just the other day.
Damon placed his left hand to his head trying not to yell in pain.
"What's wrong? I'm sorry you were saying?" She said looking at him.
All too soon she was in a similar position, as she let out a silent scream. Isabella walked into the room hearing the conversation since she told him you're welcome.
Damon looked up at her then back down to Bonnie. Bonnie's mouth was wide open but no sound was coming from her.
"You know Bonnie," Isabella said coming around to Damon's side, in which he put his arm around her. "Look at me when I talk to you." She hissed as she made Bonnie's head snap up to look at her. "You really should learn not to mess around with other people. I told you, I'm stronger than you. Fuck with Damon again, and you will really be sorry. Unfortunately for me, there are people around." Bella said in a sad voice. "So I can't kill you or hurt you like I want to. I bet your head hurts doesn't it? You can't stop the pain like your trying to? Let that be a warning, the last warning. I won't give another one." Bella whispered patting her head, it looked like she did it softly, but she didn't.
Soon she stopped silently torturing Bonnie, and let her grip on Bonnie go. Bonnie gasped loudly and started to pant harshly, the pain she felt in her head made her concentrate solely on stopping the pain but she couldn't. Isabella's hold on her was too strong.
Bonnie stood up with tears in eyes, her ears ringing, and her head still throbbing. She looked at Isabella, and Isabella looked at her, and then smiled a cheeky smile at her.
"Well, that was a nice conversation. We should do it again sometime!" She chirped and walked away with Damon, who smirked at her as well.
Bonnie just stood there. She knew then and there that there would no longer be a friendship between the two, and it was her own fault. She blamed Damon as well. Bella hadn't been so cruel until she got involved with Damon, and now look at her.
- SALVATORE CELLAR -
Stefan was supposed to mean Elena at the Lockwood Manor, but he needed to try something first. He wanted to try to get some answers out of Katherine, hopefully if he did, then the quicker they could find out why she was back in Mystic Falls to begin with.
He knew Isabella would probably set his ass on fire for doing this, but he had to at least try. It wasn't like he was letting her go; he honestly didn't think that she could leave unless Isabella told her, herself that she was allowed to go.
He reached the cellar door and looked inside through the rectangular peeping part. Katherine's head snapped up to meet his eyes and she grimaced. Stefan isn't going to lie; Katherine looked like she had seen better days, even if she hadn't been down there that long.
Her hair was starting to look duller, and her skin was getting paler.
"Have you come to let me out?" She asked in a haughty voice.
He chuckled and slide the cover of the peeping part closed. He unlocked the cellar door and walked inside.
"What are you doing in Mystic Falls Katherine?" He asked her.
She pouted at him.
"You're hurting my feelings Stefan." She sighed out.
Stefan shrugged and leaned against the wall farthest from Katherine.
"I thought you would be much happier to see me. Damon surprised me by having a girlfriend." She said.
"She's something else isn't she?" Stefan asked taunting her.
He knew Katherine wouldn't like his approval of Isabella. She was after all the reason why she was a prisoner in the basement.
"I'm not going to do this with you." He told her, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Okay, how about we don't have a couples fight in a dirty basement, while I'm shackled to a chair." She said sarcastically.
"Just tell me what you're doing here." He sighed.
"Maybe I missed you." She whispered. "Is that an acceptable reason?" She asked.
He smirked and nodded disbelievingly.
"What game are you playing, or rather, what game were you planning on playing." Stefan questioned her.
"Why do you want to play with me?" She smiled at him.
"I don't know how can I play if I don't know the rules?" He asked her.
She looked down to her lap then back up at him through her lashes, much like she had done in 1864.
"No rules Stefan. Don't you remember?" She asked. "No rules," She stated.
"You're forgetting a few things." He told her, taking himself off the wall as Katherine looked up eyebrows raised. "One, your compelled to a chair, two this is Isabella's game now." He told her as he stood outside the cellar door. "And Isabella's games don't compare to yours. They're better," He smirked as he closed the door and locked it listening to her scream in rage.
- LOCKWOOD MANNOR -
Elena, Jeremy, and Jenna arrived at the Lockwood's, and they didn't come empty handed. Jenna brought the pies that Isabella baked that morning, so Jenna could show up with something that she knew Carol would love.
Isabella was a great cook and an even better baker. Something she didn't do too often, but when she did everybody benefited from it. Unfortunately, she only made enough for the Lockwood's after funeral/Wake thing.
"Looks like the whole towns turned out." Jenna says as she looks around at the massive amount of people.
"Yeah," Elena said digging into her shoulder bag. "Well he was the Mayor." She exclaimed.
"Why do they always have one of these things after the funeral?" Jeremy asked, not really wanting to be there, but he was going to endure it.
Jenna let out a small laugh.
"It's what people do. The Lockwood's were here for us when we went through this. You know we'll make it really quick, we'll drop off the food, pay our respects, and go." She said shrugging holding the heavy basket of pies.
"In and out?" Jeremy asked with a smile in his voice, "sounds like a plan!" He agrees.
Jeremy walks off as Jenna and Elena spot Damon and Isabella. Jenna looked between Elena and Damon wondering what was going on. She saw the kiss, and also saw that he pushed her away quickly, it was awkward for her, especially with Isabella standing next to him.
"Uh, you guys go ahead and I'll catch up." Elena offered.
Jenna nodded and cast another glace at Isabella. Isabella crossed her eyes and blew her cheeks out and stuck her tongue out as well. Jenna walked away giggling, completely distracted.
"So, how are you guys doing?" Elena asked her sister and Damon.
Damon had been acting weird ever since Katherine pretended to be her, and kissed him.
"Great Elena, walking on sunshine, thanks for asking." Damon answered before Isabella could get a word out. She jabbed him in the ribs and took his drink from his hands, sipping it.
"Damon." Elena said softly
"Elena" He mocked her.
"We should be able to talk about this. I mean we're close enough now!" She exclaimed. "My sister has practically moved into your house, which makes you my semi- brother in-law. Not to mention I'm dating your brother." She said putting her hands on her hips.
When she said brother in-law, Isabella spat out the sip of whiskey she had in her mouth, hitting some people in the grass. Damon looked like he didn't really mind the term, but then he thought of her kissing him.
"Look, you kissed me and I freaked out, then I find out doppelganger hi-jinx ensued, that sort of does a number on a guy Elena, even a strong dashing man like myself." He told her with a very serious look on his face.
Elena looked from him to Isabella, silently asking her if he was serious.
Of course he's serious. Bella's voice came through Elena's mind.
Elena looked wide eyed at her and took a step forward, nearly shoving Damon out of the way.
"Was that you? How did you do it? What's going on?" Elena fired off questions. "It was like those walkie-talkies we played with when we were little, only...not hand held!" She whisper shouted.
Damon looked between the two sisters confused and slightly disturbed. Then he remembered when Isabella did it to him that morning while he was driving. Totally fucked up his mind, nearly making him swerve and hit another car. It's safe to say, or unsafe to say, that it surprised him, just a little.
Before anybody could answer or say anything. Bonnie rushed over.
"Elena!" She rushed out, having been looking for her to tell her what happened with her and Bella.
"Bonnie, what happened?" Elena looked concerned.
Before she could get an answer, Bonnie's face contorted into pain and she held her head and let out a silent scream. People who passed looked at Bonnie like she was a nutcase.
"Bella! Stop it!" Elena whispered harshly.
She knew it was Isabella, after the whole hearing her sister in her mind, she knew it was her.
Isabella stopped it and huffed in anger.
"You know, you should really try to learn what loyalty means, sister." Bella hissed before walking away.
Damon stood there for a moment smirking at Bonnie again, and then wiggled his fingers in a wave before walking off in Bella's direction.
Jeremy had been walking around, looking for Tyler, and a bathroom. Things between them hadn't been so bad lately, especially with Bella being around Damon a lot more. Jeremy didn't really like Damon, not since he found out it was him that helped Elena take away his memories.
Jeremy walked into Mayor Lockwood's study and saw Jeremy sitting on his father's brown leather couch drinking from a flask.
"Oh sorry, I was just looking for the -" He started to apologize.
"Bathroom is down the hall." Tyler said before he could finish.
"Hey look, I'm sorry about your dad." Jeremy told him.
Tyler looked up at him and gave him a fake smile.
"Today has been a whole bunch of sorries, from people who really don't give a crap." He told Jeremy.
"I remember when my dad died. I had a house full of strangers, telling me what a great guy he was. Anyway, I know how all this is." Jeremy told him, trying to level with him an understanding.
"Difference in your case is, what people said was true." Tyler said looking down, and then looked up, "My dad was a dick." He stated and took a pull of liquor from the flask.
Jeremy looked at him for a moment, not knowing whether or not to lie or to agree with Tyler. He knew Tyler's dad was a dick, he saw him in action a few times.
"Yeah, yeah he was." Jeremy said nodding.
Tyler looked up at him in almost surprise or disbelief he didn't now. For the first time somebody besides Isabella even if it was her brother, agreed and knew the truth.
"Found this in his desk." Tyler told him Jeremy, handing Jeremy the flask. Jeremy looked doubtful. "He won't mind, he's dead." He finished letting Jeremy know it was alright to take a drink.
"Yeah you know what, sure." Jeremy said taking the flask from Tyler.
Jeremy was about to take a drink from the flask but somebody came into the room.
"Hey, what's going on in here Tyler?" Mason asked.
Jeremy stood up from his position on the arm rest of a chair.
"Nothing," Tyler quickly responded.
Mason looked over at Jeremy and held his hand out.
"You got somewhere else to be?" He asked Jeremy, scaring him to leave the room.
Mason took Jeremy's position on the arm chair, and looked at Tyler, who was looking where Jeremy walked off. Once Tyler looked back over at Mason, Mason took a drink from the flask and then handed it slowly back to Tyler.
Tyler took it back and took a drink from it smiling a small smile.
"So," Mason said casually.
Tyler looked at him with a brow raised, waiting.
"Yeah?" He let an airy laugh out.
"The girl you were on the front porch with…" Mason trailed off.
Tyler's face fell and he looked sad. Mason knew why, he heard it. But he wanted to hear more about her.
"Isabella, Isabella Gilbert, my ex-girlfriend." Tyler muttered looking up at Mason.
Mason nodded and sat in the chair all the way.
"She's a very pretty girl. Looks like your type." Mason joked to his nephew.
Tyler's smile was back on his face.
"Yeah, I was with her for a long time. She's the prettiest girl in school, sort of surprised me when she agreed to go out with me after I had been a dick to her the year before." He chuckled.
Mason's eye brow rose this time.
"Bells or Isabella, she gives it just as harshly as she gets it. She punched me in the face; split my lip, for grabbing her ass and calling her juicy." Tyler chuckled as he shook his head. "After that I think I was in love with her. Nobody ever put me in my place like she did." He told his uncle seriously.
Mason pictured it and laughed. She was almost tiny compared to Tyler, but seeing it play out in his mind, amused him. Not to mention she did a hurting on him earlier, he believed it.
"She sounds like a real feisty one." Mason barked out a laugh.
Tyler nodded his head.
"So, why aren't you two still together? It's clear you still love her." He nodded to his nephew.
Tyler shook his head.
"When her parents died, she took it badly. She left town for a few months and came back. Before she left I told her she was running away and was a sellout. She told me I didn't understand because even though Dad was a dick, I still had my parents. I told her if she left she would be a failure to them. She hit me and left the next day. I thought telling her that stuff, would keep her here with me you know? But it was a week after they died, and she wasn't here at all, not mentally at least. When she was gone I needed a distraction and got with Vicki Donavan on the low. Word got to Bells and I panicked and started ignoring Vicki, afraid. Vicki ended up running away or so everybody thought. Anyways, Bells came back awhile ago, and we started working on our relationship." Tyler said his eyes all misty and his head hanging low. "I fucked up; I got drunk at the Founder's party and made out with Matt Donovan's mom. Bells walked outside witnessing it, and Matt and I got into a fight. Dad was trying to see if I was alright and to calm me down, but Bells shoved him out the way and ended us and punched me in my face." He muttered looking down at the floor then back up to his uncle.
"Don't give up, dude. Not yet." Mason said encouraging him, "If you love her, and don't let her go. Or you could let her go, and see if she comes back to you." He suggested.
He knew his nephew enough, not to mention he already declared he wasn't going to give up on her, he knew his nephew wasn't going to take the last part of advice.
Tyler nodded and though about it.
"So tell me the basics, about your girl I mean." Mason asked.
"She's 18, a senior, a major bitch to most people, but not too bad with the people who are close to her. Shit dude, I don't know. She has a younger sister named Elena, and her younger brother, is Jeremy, the dude you scared away." Tyler said nodding in the direction Jeremy went off to.
- LATER AT THE GILBERT HOUSE -
John got back to his brother's house fully intending on following through with what Stefan told him. He wasn't going to allow himself be turned into a vampire, living with what he's done in his life so far, he could do. But be a vampire, he couldn't do, never. He'd rather die than to be something he hated so badly, and dying couldn't happen because that's what would cause him to be a vampire. So leaving was the best option, not that he really had a choice.
He packed all his clothes that he brought with him, using his good hand. Once he was finished he took his suit case, with the handle and wheels, and took it down stairs. He turned around once he heard somebody in the living room and spotted his nephew.
"Jeremy." He called to him.
"What are you doing here?" Jeremy asked his uncle crossing his arms over his chest.
"Packing," He told him, "Leaving." telling him bluntly.
"So you figured you kill all your evil little vampires, and leave town?" Jeremy asked him.
"Not all, but enough." John said, and Jeremy wondered if he knew about Isabella. "For now, could you tell Elena and Isabella I said goodbye?" John asked.
"Why don't you tell her yourself?" Jeremy said and started to walk away.
"Jeremy, I was taught to hate them, the vampires. It's what I know." John said and Jeremy turned back around. "It was what your father knew." John told him.
"No my father would have seen things differently." Jeremy argued.
"He may have done things differently, but there is no other way to see it." John told him, and that's where Jeremy knew his uncle was wrong.
If his father had seen it the same way or gone about it the same way, he wouldn't have taken in Isabella, he wouldn't have loved her like his very own. He would have killed her if he saw it the same way and not differently.
Jeremy looked down and saw the ring on John's finger. He remembered it from the journal.
"That ring on your finger, the one that's supposed to protect you. It belonged to my father." Jeremy told him.
"Yes." He confirmed.
"Then what happened to him, why didn't it protect him? Why is he still dead?" He demanded to know.
"What happened to your parents wasn't something supernatural." John told him, "It was an accident." he said it simpler, hoping Jeremy understood, "There isn't anything that can save us from that." He gently said.
"I wonder what he would think of all of this." Jeremy said, "Me," He muttered.
"He'd think you were still young, still learning about yourself. But you are a Gilbert, and you've been exposed to this town's darkest secret and with that comes responsibility." John explained.
"I don't believe in that family legacy stuff." Jeremy told him.
"Sooner or later you'll have to." John told him.
Jeremy went upstairs to his room, and John was standing in the living room thinking about the conversation he had with his nephew.
"See you haven't left yet." Isabella said from behind him.
John jumped and turned around, frightened; he hadn't heard her come in the house. She was so quiet; she had always been quiet even when she was little.
"Jesus, Isabella!" He panted out catching his breath.
"Did you not get my warning from Stefan?" She asked him tilting her head to the side, waiting for the answer.
He looked at her confused.
"Stefan warned me yes, but I didn't know it came from you." He said straightening his stance, his whole superior voice coming out.
"There are a lot of things you don't know, Uncle John." She sneered at him.
He looked taken back for a moment.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Did Isobel, ever mention something about me besides the fact that I'm her daughter?" She questioned stepping closer to him.
He shook his head no, and she smiled a predatory like smile.
"Good." She said sweetly, the look in her eyes scaring the man. "I've been very upset with you, Uncle John." she sing-songed out. "First you come back here, acting like you own the town, bringing that bitch with you. Then you try killing Damon, who is important to me. Then threatened Stefan, you act like an ass to your birth daughter, whom you hid her entire life from her, and not to mention last but not least, being alive." She said in his face now.
Before he could say anything or take a step back, she snaps his neck leaving the ring on. She knew he would come back to life, but that was all part of her plan. She needed him to come back alive so she could compel him, not to mention she felt like he would be needed later on, for what, she wasn't sure yet.
An hour later outside in the backyard, John gasped out a breath waking up from his death.
"Bout time you woke up." She said with an annoyed tone.
He jumped up and turned towards her.
"You killed me!" He gasped out in shock.
She rolled her eyes at him.
"You had it coming, admit it. And it's not like you've had it happen to you just once. Your very much use to this whole rodeo," She muttered stepping closer to him.
"You're going to leave town, and not come back until you're useful. Don't call or bother anybody from the house, and also, if Isobel just so happens to get in contact with you, tell her I said that the plan that she and Katherine cooked, is over." She compelled him.
He repeated the words and she sent him on his merry way.
"Oh and John," She called out to him, and he turned around. She walked up to him and took the ring off his finger. "Thank you, you may leave now." She told him walking away in her own direction.
She went back inside and walked up stairs to her brother's room. She knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for a reply.
"What's up?" Jeremy asked her.
Bella smiled softly at him and held out her hand for him to take. Which he did, and she turned his hand over, palm up and placed the ring in his hand.
"He told me to give it to you. That since it belonged to dad, that it belonged to you." She lied smoothly
He looked at the ring in awe, and put it on, it fit his finger perfectly. He looked up to her and smiled.
"You stole it didn't you?" He laughed.
She smiled and just kissed his cheek and left the room.
Bella walked into her room and lay down on her bed where Damon already was.
"So you killed Uncle John huh?" He whispered.
She nodded and placed her head on his chest, his arm reaching up to play with her hair.
Bella lay there, with her head resting on his chest thinking of Katherine. Won't be too long now, few more days and she will be desperate for blood. She may just beg for blood if she gave answers, not that Isabella cared.
She wasn't worried about anybody going down there, she already knew Stefan had, she could tell when he wouldn't meet her eyes earlier. She didn't mind, it's not like Katherine would have gotten up, she was compelled to sit on the chair with her arms on the arm rests, not moving a muscle.
Isabella fell asleep to Damon playing with her hair, and he fell asleep after her, both comfortable in the silence and non-sexual activity.
- HOSPTIAL -
Caroline fell asleep hours ago, after having a few visitors, and watching re-runs on the TV in her room. She started to wake up from the dream she was having and the sound from the TV being slightly too loud.
She turned over and started to push her body to sit up, but a figure in her room stopped her. She went to say something but she was shoved down on her back on her bed with a pillow covering her face.
Caroline struggled to get her attacker off of her, she couldn't breathe. Her screams were muffled by the pillow and were barely even heard by the person doing the suffocating. Soon her body started to lose its fight, and it was becoming even harder to breathe and whatever air she did have in her body, soon left.
Her body lay motionless, and the pillow was removed slowly from her face. Her attacker looked down at her with a smile and placed the pillow back behind her head.
Nobody will ever suspect a thing.
- A/N;
So, as you can see I added and changed a few things. Probably not small things, but changed them nonetheless! Some of you won't like it, some of you will, and some of you will probably be confused as to why Katherine isn't roaming around Mystic Falls.
Some of you will probably be mad that Bonnie isn't dead, but she has her part to play as well. She won't die; it's not her time yet.
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