This chapter could be triggering for some readers.
1X07 Haunted part two.
Dawn Ellis played by Dianna Agron
"Coffee is our friend. It's the caffeine. It circulates through our veins, and it warms our body so we're not so cold to the touch." Stefan informed Vicki, his voice calm and collected as she rolled her eyes. Beside Stefan, Elena sat, her stupid doe orbs sympathetic as she glanced at Vicki. Now she felt bad for her? Vicki snorted at the thought. How ironic, perfect Elena Gilbert now cared because she was dead.
Vicki Donovan was bored. All she wanted to do was go and see Matty or Jeremy. She hated being cooped up in the boarding house, she hated animal blood, she hated being sat opposite Elena Gilbert, but most of all, she hated being a vampire.
"Well, what if I wanna drink human blood?" Vicki replied boredly, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
Feeling Elena shift uncomfortably, Stefan leaned forward, sighing as he did so. Granted, he was a patient man, but it seemed that Vicki wasn't a patient woman. "You're gonna have to learn to live with that urge and fight it on a daily basis one day at time." He replied simply.
Tossing her head back, Vicki groaned, clutching a pillow to her chest. "Oh god! Don't start with that whole 12 steps thing. School counselor has been down that road, and it doesn't work for me."
"It can work. It's your choice, Vicki." Stefan replied, glancing at Elena from the corner of his eye.
Raising a brow, Vicki sat up straight as she leaned forward, meeting Stefan's eyes. "So you've never tasted human blood?"
Stefan shook his head. "Not in a long time."
"How long?"
Seeing that Vicki wasn't going to give up, Stefan sighed, tensing up as Elena looked at him curiously. "Years and years. I'm not proud of my past behavior."
Standing up, Vicki walked around the room, her hands trailing over multiple items as she frowned. "Does this sketchy feeling ever go away? It's like I have a massive hangover. This daylight thing is a bitch. I need more blood. Where's your bathroom? I have to pee. Why do I have to pee? I thought I was dead."
Before Stefan could protest, Vicki left the room. Glancing at Elena, Stefan frowned. "I'm going to, uh... I'm gonna get her some more. All right. I'll be quick."
As Stefan left the room, Elena drummed her nails on the desk as she patiently waited for Stefan and Vicki to come back. Glancing at her phone, Elena frowned. She had been told by Caroline that Dawn had a threatened miscarriage and was resting up in hospital for a couple of days. The blonde was off work for a week and was relaxing.
Apparently the doctors had come to the conclusion that the threatened miscarriage was triggered by high blood pressure. They weren't sure if it was genetic or simply stress.
But even if it was genetic, the whole vampire situation probably wasn't helping Dawn's stress. At least the baby was okay. The baby boy. Caroline had also said Dawn had an ultrasound and found it was a boy.
And as happy as Elena was for Dawn, she now owned Shelia Bennett fifty dollars. Elena cursed her former self, why hadn't she bet a boy?! Bonnie had text Elena saying Caroline was going to copy her own picture of the ultrasound for her and Elena. The doppelgänger was touched by Caroline's gesture.
After all, neither Elena or Bonnie were dumb. Caroline was clearly jealous that Bonnie and Elena were becoming close friends of Dawn's, but Elena couldn't blame her. For eleven years, Caroline was used to having Dawn all to herself.
Elena was cut out of her daydreams as Vicki strolled in. "False alarm. My body's feeling really funky. It's a good funk, but it's weird." The brunette announced, pulling her phone out of her pocket.
Flicking through her contacts, Vicki finally landed on Jeremy and pressed the call button. As she held the phone to her ear, Elena's voice was slightly worried.
"Hmm, who are you calling?"
Vicki restrained rolling her eyes. "Jeremy." She replied simply.
Standing, Elena took a step towards Vicki, her eyes hard yet sympathetic as Vicki raised a brow and hung up. Now that she was a vampire, Vicki was dangerous. She was a newborn vampire who would be battling with bloodlust. It wasn't safe for Jeremy to be around Vicki nor was it safe for Vicki's conscience to be around Jeremy.
"Vicki, you can't see Jeremy anymore." Elena proclaimed firmly.
Grinding her teeth together, Vicki span to face Elena, her eyes dark as her gums began to itch. Elena was really annoying her. "Oh come on, don't you start. I'm gonna see whoever I wanna see."
Elena's brows furrowed together. "Even though you could hurt him?"
The brunette's eyes darkened at the implication as Vicki took another step towards Elena. "I would never hurt Jeremy."
"I know you think that, but I can't take that risk. You're gonna have to let Jeremy go now." Elena replied softly.
Letting out a bitter laugh, Vicki shook her head. "Oh really? And how long have you been preparing the 'you're not good enough' speech? I'm assuming it predates the whole vampire thing."
Once again, Elena frowned. "All I am saying is Jeremy is not getting involved in any of this. I mean it, Vicki."
"Or what?"
Before Elena knew it, she was pushed against the wall with Vicki's hand wrapped tightly around her throat. As her air pipes began to dry up, Elena kicked her feet in the air as she struggled to breath. Leaning close, Vicki's grip tightened around Elena's fragile, human throat. "Let's get one thing straight, you perky little bitch. You had my brother whipped for fifteen years. Fifteen years and then you dumped him. When I look at you that is all I see, just so you know. And I'm gonna see Jeremy whenever I wanna see Jeremy, because I have some fun new toys to play with, and I won't think twice about ripping your little head off. You got it?"
Elena was swiftly dropped to the ground as Vicki walked away, leaving Elena coughing on the floor.
…
"She threatened me." Elena mumbled, her eyes wide as she rubbed her sore throat.
All Elena had done was protect her brother and ultimately protect Vicki. Not only from the vampire hunting council, but from herself. Vicki wasn't a bad person and if she hurt someone, the brunette would have felt awful, especially if she hurt someone close to her like Matt or Jeremy.
Although Stefan understood Vicki was on edge, Stefan couldn't deny the anger when he looked at Elena's throat. Vicki had held Elena so tight, her hands were imprinted into Elena's soft flesh. The marks were white, red and green, bruising slightly.
"She's on edge. Imagine every sense in your body operating at super speed. I mean, she's uncomfortable in her own skin. And then when you throw in her other issues..."
Nodding, Elena continued to rub her bruised neck as she tried not to act irritated at the brunette. "How long before it settles? Hours? Days? Weeks?"
Stefan stiffened. "There's no rule book."
Letting out a shaky sigh, Elena frowned. "Well, how long before you learned to control it?"
"Awhile, But I didn't have anybody helping me. I had to do it on my own. The thing is, it's hard to resist certain people, especially when you're new, it's difficult to separate your feelings. Love, lust, anger, desire...it can all blur into one urge, hunger."
Perplexed, Elena furrowed her brows together. "What does that mean?"
"It means that Jeremy can't see her, not now. She might not be able to resist him, and she could hurt him." Stefan replied, his apple green eyes meeting her own.
Elena gulped. "Or worse."
Gently grabbing her trembling hand, Stefan frowned. "I'm not gonna let anybody get hurt." Stefan promised.
Pulling her hand from his grip, Elena shifted uncomfortably. "I need to get going."
"Elena..."
"Please Stefan. There's only so much I can take."
…
Clutching the ultrasound picture in his hand, Damon shoved it in his leather jacket pocket as he made a virtual reminder to place it with the other picture of Dawn he had. After leaving the room, he had compelled a doctor to print another copy out for him. Ignoring the feelings that radiated around his body, Damon entered Stefan's room, only to find Vicki.
The presence of the brunette was beginning to really annoy Damon. When he had turned her, he hadn't thought he'd have to listen to her constant whining. Humans… Well, newborn vampires…
As she sprawled out across Stefan's bed, Damon rolled his eyes as tasteless music flooded from the speakers. Must have been Stefan's music. Damon made another virtual reminder to show his brother some real music.
"What are you doing?"
Looking up lazily, Vicki sighed. "Just contemplating the next hundred years. Why did you do it?"
Damon blinked. "I was... Bored."
The newly turned vampire frowned. "You did this to me out of boredom?"
Damon shrugged. "It's one of the pitfalls of eternity."
Vicki sighed, turning over as she pouted. "Now I'm bored. And all I can think about is blood. I just want some blood. I can't think about anything else. What is that about?"
"That'll ease up. You've just been cooped up all day. Let's go." Damon replied.
"Where?" Vicki asked, raising a brow.
Letting out a scoff, Damon lead the newly turned vampire down the stairs. "Your life was pathetic. Your afterlife doesn't have to be."
Before they could leave, Stefan's voice cut them off. "What are you doing?"
Damon carelessly rolled his eyes. "She's been cooped up in your room all day. She's not Anne Frank."
Stefan stood in Damon's way. "No, no. Hey hey... Now's not the time for this."
"If you're gonna teach her. Teach her. Show her what it's all about."
"She could hurt someone." Stefan replied firmly as Vicki glanced between the two brothers anxiously.
Damon scoffed. "I'm not takin' her to Disneyland. We're going in the front yard. Come on."
"Bad idea Damon."
Once again, Damon rolled his eyes at his little brother. Stefan was really starting to annoy him now. "She's a vampire Stefan, she should know the perks."
Vicki raised a brow. "Like what?"
"Like..." Damon used his super speed to zoom behind her, making her gasp in amusement.
"Whoa. How did you do that?"
Damon showed the brunette who squealed in surprise. "Come on Vicki, live a little. No pun intended."
In a sheer moment, Vicki super sped away, leaving Damon and Stefan. "Uh... My bad."
…
Flashback
Running her fingers over the corners of the brittle Bible, Dawn's big hazel eyes widened in awe as she stood on her tiptoes. The church was quiet and her father was in the back, sorting out paperwork or something. Despite the fact Dawn knew he'd not be happy, she continued to stand on the podium, reaching for the Bible as the church candles flickered due to the small breeze that was coming in through the windows.
At the age of seven, Dawn was a curious child. Back then, she had been a normal child. Well, losing the word 'normal' loosely. Her father still had been strictly religious back then and had often forced her to hand out preaching leaflets and knock on doors with other members of the church.
Pushing a random page open with the tips of her fingers, Dawn peered at the book. Immediately, one quote caught her eye. "Exodus 20:12; -Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be long in the land that the LORD your God is giving you."
Dawn had studied the versus before in Sunday school. The reserve told us we are to honor our mothers, whatever our age, whatever our place in life, our mothers always deserve our honor.
At the mention of the 'M' word, Dawn furrowed her fair brows together. Caroline had a mommy, all the kids in Sunday school had mommies, even the kids in her class had mommies. Why didn't she? Her father had told her that her mommy had a place in heaven, that she had to be there.
But Dawn didn't understand why. Why did her mommy have to help God while everyone else's got to be with their children? It wasn't fair. But her dad had always told her that life wasn't fair. But he had told her that if people didn't get justice in this world, then they'd receive it in the next. And that was something Dawn clung onto.
End of flashback.
…
Faintly smiling, Vicki looked up at the home that practically belonged to her and Matty. Heading up the porch, Vicki began to call out or her brother. Opening the front door, Vicki frowned when she couldn't get past the front door… What the hell? Vicki continued to try and push through the door, but with no luck, she was stopped by an invisible wall. What?
"Matt?"
The blond bolted up at the sound of the voice, rubbing his eyes tiredly. It seemed Matty had been asleep. "Vicki? Is that you?"
"Hey." Vicki replied simply.
A grin rose on Matt's lips as he stood by the door, embracing his sister. "Get in here." He claimed playfully. As his strong arms wrapped around her waist, Vicki sighed as she smelt the blood that pumped through his veins. He smelt so good…
Pulling away quickly, Matt missed the hungry expression on her face as she nervously glanced at the barrier. "In a minute. I..."
"Please come inside. I've been worried. Thank God you're okay. Where were you, Vic?" Matt said.
Hesitantly, Vicki took another step forward, waiting for herself to be blocked by the barrier, but this time, she was let in. Blinking in surprise, Vicki walked in the kitchen and sat on the chair.
"It's no big deal. Drop it already."
Matt frowned. People had died, it was a big deal. "Three people were murdered in the woods. The cops were lookin' for you. They wanna question you."
"They know where I live." Vicki replied simply.
Noticing his sisters strange behaviour, Matt didn't make a comment. After all, he was just glad she was back. "Everyone was worried about you."
Vicki snorted at the thought. By everyone, it meant Matt, Jeremy and the cops. Unlike Matt and Jeremy, the cops were only worried that she'd died and they had to do more paperwork. "I'm back now. Just let it go."
Furrowing his brows together, Matt tried to keep his temper in check. "Are you kidding? I had a freakin' search party out lookin' for you while you were off on your crazy drug trip, and you want me to let it go?"
Before she could reply, Vicki moaned when her head began to sting. There was too much noise… "My head hurts." Vicki moaned.
Matt scoffed, thinking her headache had something to do with drugs. "You think?"
Just as Matt was about to lecture Vicki, the doorbell went. Raising a brow, Matt went past Vicki and opened the front door, only to reveal Stefan. The vampire looked worried, his eyes scanning over Matt, almost as if he was checking for a wound or something.
"Stefan, what are you doing here?" Matt didn't hide his surprise.
Cutting to the chase, Stefan glanced behind Matt, only to find his view was blocked by the kitchen door. "Is Vicki home?"
Nodding in confusion, Matt frowned. "Yeah."
Sighing in relief, Stefan nodded. At least he knew where she was. "Can I see her, please?"
Before Matt could invite Stefan in, Vicki frowned, coming up from behind Stefan. Placing a hand on her brother's arm, Vicki sent her brother the puppy eyes she had used to give their babysitter in order to get extra candy. "Don't let him in. I don't want him in here."
Narrowing his eyes, Matt glared at Stefan. Had he done something to Stefan? Had he been the who murdered all the drug addicts at the old part of the cemetery? Had he kidnapped his sister? Okay, maybe he was jumping to conclusions, but Vicki's 'fear' towards Stefan sparked his overprotective brother attitude, despite the fact Vicki was a year older than him.
"Did he do something to you?" Matt question.
Shaking her head frantically, Vicki placed a hand on Matt's arm. "No, I just don't want him in here."
"Just let me come in so I can explain myself." Stefan begged. He couldn't get inside the house without Matt's invite, and it seemed harder to get with Vicki's input on the situation.
Matt shook his head, his nostrils flaring as he tried to keep his temper in check. "Look, I don't know what's going on but I think you should leave now."
"Matt..."
Shaking his head, the blond teen frowned. "Please, now, Stefan."
With those words, Matt slammed the door shut, leaving Stefan on the porch.
…
Frowning at the missed call, Jeremy called back Vicki for the millionth time. Okay, maybe he was exaggerating a tad, after all, a million calls would run up a rather large phone bill. Jeremy had been in the bathroom for one minute and next thing he knew, he had missed a call from Vicki.
It was rather ironic. Jeremy had organized search parties, kept glancing at his phone and when he went to the bathroom for a moment, she called.
Frowning when it came to voicemail, Vicki sighed. "You gotta call me, Vic. I don't get it. What's going on with you? Just...just call me please."
As the voicemail ended, Jeremy shoved his phone in his pocket when his sister sat beside him. Giving him a smile, Elena awkwardly cleared her throat. "Hey. So, um, do you wanna hang out tonight? We could go to the, uh, Halloween thing at school. Could be fun!" Elena smiled.
Jeremy hesitated for a moment. "Cool. Sure. Sounds uh...sounds fun. Can't wait."
Pleased by his answer, Elena smiled and placed a hand on her his arm. "I know you're upset about Vicki. I heard she called Matt. But you can't be with her. She needs to get better. The best thing you can do for her is let her go."
Hastily pushing Elena's hand of his arms, Jeremy narrowed his eyes, his brows furrowed as he scowled. "What does that even mean, 'let her go'? Oh, okay, sure. Since we're such experts on letting people go, right?"
Hurt washed across Elena's features as she tried to mask the emotion. Maybe she wasn't the best example of letting people go, but she was trying. Jeremy needed to let Vicki go, she could hurt him or worse. "I know you may not see it, but trust me Jer. It's for the best." Elena mumbled.
Jeremy wasn't fazed by Elena's watery eyes as he scoffed. "Look, for months after mom and dad died, I felt like crap, like 'nothing really even mattered' crap. Now all of a sudden, I get these moments and things started to feel just a little bit better, and Vicki was in every single of 'em. So you may not see it, but trust me. Keeping me away from her is not for the best." Elena's eyes softened as she frowned.
Before Elena could speak, Jeremy walked off and began texting Vicki. He was relieved when she texted back. It was official, they would meet at the carnival or whatever it was.
…
Flashback
Muffled whimpers, trembling limbs, fists clenching the sheets and the regular feeling of hopelessness, it was the usual night for fourteen-year-old Dawn Ellis. As a sheet of darkness covered the crescent moon, Dawn's curtains swayed from the light breeze.
The sound of approaching footsteps caused her to tense. Her fists turned white from the pressure as she smothered her loudening whimpers. He was coming.
Time slowed down as the light sound of footsteps got closer and closer. The footsteps were barely audible to most, but they sounded like thunder to Dawn.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five
Si- the door creaked open, halting Dawn's counting as she trembled.
His heavy breathing was evident as he slowly closed behind him. Dawn trembled furthermore, holding back her sobs as she closed her eyes and pressed her hands together. Like every time he came into her bedroom, Dawn prayed. She prayed to God for justice, for redemption, for him to stop, but it never did any good. It didn't stop him.
Slowly the covers slithered off her legs as Dawn stayed completely still, smothering her almost silent sobs.
End of flashback
...
As the Halloween themed carnival went at full speed, Caroline Forbes and Bonnie Bennett approached Tyler, grins on their faces as Tyler held out two glass cups that were filled with an amber liquid. Both girls looked amazing. Caroline was wearing a deep purple and black lace corset styled dress with a matching witch hat to Bonnie. The dress suited Caroline's beautiful figure and showed off her favourite asset, her legs. Bonnie's mustard yellow and black dress landed on her mid-thigh, revealing her own, long tanned legs.
While Bonnie was wearing a blonde wig, Caroline's hair hung over her shoulders, simply waved. Strangely enough, Caroline wasn't wearing any makeup. The blonde had spent all her day with Dawn before going home and changing into her costume. Caroline honestly didn't really want to go to the stupid Halloween carnival, she wanted to be with Dawn. But a deal was a deal.
Opposite the two girls, Tyler was wearing a male toga outfit, red fabric hung over his prominent six pack. It seemed he was using the party as an excuse to show off his body. But then again, who wasn't?
"Cider for the ladies. It's a Lockwood special." Tyler grinned, holding out the amber liquid.
As Caroline grabbed a glass out his hand, Bonnie shook her head, a playful smile on her features. "No way. Last year I was hung over until Thanksgiving."
Tyler snorted at this and downed the cider himself.
"Lightweight. I am going to drink until someone is hot enough to make out with." Caroline grinned as Tyler snorted.
Nodding in agreement, he sent a smirk to Caroline. "Sounds like a plan."
"Caroline! Caroline!"
The three juniors turned round to see a flustered, out of breath Abraham sprinting towards them. As he reached Caroline, he took a moment to catch his breath before speaking.
"… Hi."
Caroline giggled as both Bonnie and Tyler exchanged glances. Who was he?
Noticing Bonnie and Tyler's gaze, Caroline turned to face the two. "Guys this is Abraham, Dawn's step-brother: Abraham. Abraham this is Bonnie and Tyler."
"Nice to meet you." Bonnie smiled politely as Tyler gave Abraham a welcoming nod.
Glancing don at his costume, Caroline raised a brow. "Nice… Costume."
Blushing, he ran a hand across his neck. "I, uh, came last minute. All we had was some bandages…" Abraham mumbled, looking down at his costume in embarrassment.
The brown eyed man was wearing a white shirt with a pair of cream jeans, he had a strip of bandage around his head, a couple of strips round his waist and some up his arm. His dirty blonde hair was ruffled as he glanced at Caroline. "You look beautiful."
Caroline just smiled as she nodded. "Thanks. So what made you come last minute?"
The boy in the mummy costume shrugged. "I wanted to speak to Dawn. My dad wants to meet her in the Grill tomorrow at 1:00." Abraham replied before looking around for Dawn.
When he didn't see the pregnant, short blonde, Abraham frowned. "Where is she?"
Caroline's brows furrowed together. "You… You don't know, do you?"
"Know what?"
"Dawn's in hospital. She had a threatened miscarriage."
Abraham's eyes bulged out of his head as he frowned. "What?! Is she okay?!"
The blonde nodded. "Yeah, she's fine now. Just resting up. The baby's fine too. I can give you her room number if you want?"
Abraham nodded, "Yes please… I hope she's okay."
…
Flashback.
Clutching the fork in her hand, fourteen-year-old Dawn stared at her full plate. She didn't look healthy. Her features were sunken in, her skin was pale and thick bags outlined her beautiful hazel eyes. Her posture was tense as she leaned against the chair. Opposite her, Gabriel and Shelia sat, chatting quietly as they ate their dinner.
Beside her, Abraham sat, calmly eating his dinner as he tapped his foot on the floor. Glancing over to his younger half-sister, Abraham frowned in concern. She didn't look well nor had she been eating… Not only that, her chair was shuffled away from his as far as possible. Furrowing his brows together, Abraham frowned in concern. Was something wrong with her? Had he upset her?
The thought of upsetting the girl who was like a sister to him, caused a surge of guilt to flood through him. Poor Dawn. Maybe it was Caroline? The blonde was rather sharp-tongued, perhaps she said something to upset Dawn? He couldn't be sure, but he'd find out. No one upset his little sister and got away with it.
Looking up from her plate, Shelia arched a thin brow. "Why aren't you eating, young lady?"
Jumping at the sound of her voice, Dawn gulped. "I-,uh, I…" She stuttered.
Casting his wife a glance, Gabriel frowned. "Leave her alone, Shelia. I'll deal with this." He promised softly. Shelia scowled, but said nothing as her husband leaned forward.
"Is something wrong Dawn?"
The blonde looked around frantically, her eyes clouding with tears as she looked between Abraham, Gabriel and Shelia. All of them were looking at her expectantly.
"I…"
Abraham frowned. "Is something wrong? If something is bothering you, I'm sure it can be resolved." He added, a soft smile on his lips as his brown eyes met Dawn's.
Shaking her head, Dawn bolted out the seat and ran up to her room. Shelia rolled her eyes at this. As Gabriel went to get up, Shelia held a hand out. "Don't dear. I'm sure she's being dramatic. You know what teenage girls are like."
With that, the three went back to eating their dinner.
End of flashback.
…
Eyeing his wife, Richard frowned as he noticed his wife's clumsy nature. It seemed that someone had a little too much to drink… Eyeing the empty glasses on the table, Richard cocked a brow. The waiter had taken away some of the glasses and yet there was at least a dozen on the table.
"How many martinis have you had?" Richard asked curiously.
The Mayor was met with his wife's glare as she rolled her eyes and placed down her half-full glass on the table. "Oh. Don't start with me." She grumbled.
Although many thought the Lockwood's were perfect, they were far from that. Both Carol's husband and son had raging anger issues that were way to easy to set off, her husband had a wandering eye for pretty young women and barely even looked at her and she was drinking more.
"Can we go now? We're late for the Halloween party. Let's go." The Mayor sighed, looking at his watch as Carol continued to drink the martini.
Rolling her eyes at her husband, Carol waved him off. "So go ahead. I'd like to finish my drink." She spat. Her husband took a moment to glance at the nearly empty drink, shaking his head, Richard walked off, leaving Carol to wallow in her self-pity.
"Let me guess. Daisy Buchanan. I love a good 'Gatsby' look." Carol looked up, meeting Damon Salvatore's crystal orbs. Carol could practically feel herself flush as she glanced down at her costume.
The costume was golden, figure hugging and very expensive. But it was clearly made for someone younger…
Smiling coyly, Carol downed the remains of her drink, meeting his eyes. "I've met you before. Aren't you Caroline Forbes' boyfriend?" Carol asked.
"Ah, she had a schoolgirl crush on me, but... It was cute, but I had to let her down easy." Damon winked as Carol grinned.
Eyeing Damon like a piece of meat, Carol grinned. "It's Damon, right?"
If Richard was allowed to eye eighteen-year-old, why couldn't Carol eye a young man of her own? "Ah, you remember?"
Carol was snapped out of her thoughts by Damon's silky voice. "Well, you have a face that's hard to forget. What's your last name Damon?" She giggled.
"Salvatore." Damon replied.
Raising her brows, Carol didn't hide her surprise. "Salvatore."
"Mm hmm."
"Are you any relation to Zach?" Carol asked as Damon nodded.
As his eyes dilated, Damon leaned in, attempting to compel the woman. "Zach's my uncle. How do you know Zach?"
Seeing his eyes, Carol raised a brow. "Are you okay?"
Vervain… Damon quickly hid his surprise as he rubbed his eyes. "Yeah. I think there's something in my eye."
Nodding, Carol smiled. "Well, I know Zach from the Founder's Council. You know the Salvatore's were one of this town's original settlers."
"Yes, they were. I wasn't aware that Zach was a member. I just recently moved back home and haven't really had a chance to meet many of his friends."
Carol nodded before frowning as her thoughts wandered to Zach. "Well, will you tell him to return my calls? I've left several messages."
Leaning in, Damon lowered his voice. "Zach went out of town for a bit. But if it's about the vervain..."
Failing to hide her surprise, Carol raised a brow. "You know about the vervain?"
Damon smirked. "Well, I'm a Salvatore. Of course I do."
"Of course." Carol mumbled as the waiter came and placed two drinks on the table. One that contained bourbon and one that contained a martini.
Grabbing the glass of bourbon, Damon raised it and chinked it against Carol's. "Hmm. Cheers."
…
Self-consciously tugging on her nurse costume, Elena frowned as she followed Jeremy into the entrance. While Elena was dressed up, Jeremy was wearing a black hoodie matched with black jeans. Elena rolled her eyes as she approached Matt, leaving Jeremy behind as he continued to jump out on small kids.
As she met up with Matt, Elena couldn't help but admire the set-up around her. The place was practically glow in the dark and clearly someone had put a lot of effort into it.
"You went with last year's costume too, huh?" Matt smiled, glancing down at Elena's costume as she smiled.
Her ex-boyfriend was wearing his own doctor costume with his small medical box. Elena smiled faintly as she bumped her own medical box against his.
"Yeah. I didn't know that I was coming till an hour ago." Elena admitted.
Matt chuckled, nodding. "Me neither"
Before Elena could reply, Jeremy walked up to them, standing beside Elena as Matt smiled. "And you're going as...you?"
The blond teen was met with an eye roll before Jeremy walked away, leaving a frowning Elena. Raising a brow, Matt turned to Elena, who sighed. "He's not talking to me right now. We got into fight."
"Yeah, I got into it with Vic too, when she got home. I'm trying not to smother her tonight, but part of me didn't wanna let her out of my sight." Matt replied.
Elena's eyes widened in surprise. Vicki was here… That was why Jeremy agreed to go… "She's here?"
"Yeah, you can't miss her. She's a vampire."
The doppelgänger didn't know if to cry or laugh at the ironicness. Turning around, Elena frowned when she noticed Jeremy was no longer in her vision. He had been talking to someone in his class a moment ago… "Where did Jeremy go?"
Concerned, Matt took a step forward. "Elena what's the matter?"
"I..I've gotta find him."
…
As her skirt swished around her legs, Vicki prowled the halls, her eyes looking for Jeremy as she winced at the volume of the music. It seemed the heart beats and every single sound was synchronizing into one massive rumble. Before she knew it, Vicki was pulled into an empty classroom.
Looking up, Vicki frowned when she noticed Stefan. "What, you're following me now?" She snapped.
Stefan sighed. He was trying to help her. If she didn't get control, he'd have to kill her… And Stefan didn't want to kill Vicki, she was innocent in all this. She was a ploy in Damon's game. "You didn't really give me a much of choice." Stefan replied.
"Let me out of here." Vicki snapped.
He was trying to help; why couldn't she see that? "You shouldn't be here Vicki. Crowds like this, it make it even harder for you to keep yourself under control."
"I'm fine." She insisted.
Stefan cocked a suspicious brow. "Really?"
"Mmm hmm."
"No headache? Your stomach's not screaming at you? You're not feeling lightheaded or anxious or cranky like if someone looks at you the wrong way you could just rip their head off? Do you wanna know what that's called? It's called hunger and it's only gonna get worse and worse every minute that you pretend like it's not controlling you." Stefan snapped.
…
Leaning purposely across the table, Carol attempted and failed to direct Damon's attention to her generous cleavage as Damon sipped his drink. Arching a brow, Damon smirked. "So you need vervain?"
Carol nodded, leaning back in her seat while picking up her drink and taking a small sip. "Yes. My husband and I only have left what his parents left him, and Zach had promised that he could supply us with more.
"Well, I talk to him all the time. So why don't I just ask him?" Damon smirked as Carol grinned and took another sip of her martini.
"Hmm."
"Mmm. How much do you need? I mean, how many people, you think?"
Carol mentally counted the people in her mind. "Well, there's our children, of course."
The vampire nodded. "Of course."
"And, um, friends, family, and everyone on the council." Damon nodded and arched a brow.
Playing coy, Damon acted confused. "The council?"
Carol nodded. "Zach knows how many. But I am so late. My husband is not going to be happy with me."
As Damon sent Carol a smothering smile, he could practically smell her arousal. Wow… She was pretty desperate. "Well, are you happy with your husband?"
"You're flirting with me." Carol grinned.
"You flirted with me first." Damon retorted.
Carol let out a school girl giggle. "True."
"Let me escort you to the school. It's not safe out there alone. I mean, I've seen 10 vampires tonight." Damon winked as Carol flushed.
Standing up, the older woman straightened her dress out. "Heh. Well, if only the real ones were as easy to find."
"How's that search goin'?" Damon asked, trying not to sound too curious.
Carol didn't catch on, instead she smiled. "Oh, we had the founder's party, and anyone who arrived during the day was eliminated as a suspect."
"Oh."
"And all the rest were just dead ends, so mmm mmm, I gotta go."
"Okay."
…
Scanning corridors, Elena frowned when she had no luck finding her younger brother. All Elena knew was Vicki was somewhere at the carnival and so was her brother… Although she couldn't see Jer, Elena sighed in relief when she opened a classroom door to find Stefan and Vicki.
"Thank God." Elena breathed out as Stefan turned to her.
Furrowing his brows in confusion and concern, Stefan frowned. "What's the matter?"
Flushing, Elena fidgeted on the spot, playing with the ends of her costume sheepishly. "I lost track of Jeremy. I was worried." She admitted.
Before Stefan could reply, Matt came from behind, his eyes narrowed suspiciously when he noticed Stefan's hold on his sister's shoulders. Squaring forward, Matt's stance was defensive. "What's goin' on?"
Vicki tried to move out of Stefan's grip as the fellow vampire frowned. "Hey. uh, everything's fine." Stefan told Matt.
The older Donovan sibling's eyes flickered between Matt's defensive stance and Stefan. An idea came to mind as Vicki dragged her voice out. "I told you to quit bothering me." Vicki informed Stefan, knowing it would cause Matt to take action and be the perfect distraction for her to get away.
Frowning, Elena shook her head. "No. Vicki, don't do this."
Ignoring Elena, Vicki frowned, pushing Stefan's hands off her shoulders as she turned to Matt. "Matt, he won't leave me alone."
Stefan was momentarily distracted as Matt pushed his shoulders, squaring up at him. "You need to back off, man."
Glancing between the two, Elena frowned. "Matt, it's...it's okay."
Seeing the commotion between the two, Vicki took this as a chance to run away. "No, it's not okay. What the hell is your problem?"
Just as Stefan was about to reply, Elena cut in. Glancing around, her eyes widened when she saw Vicki was gone. "Stefan. She's gone."
Stefan looked around, frowning as Matt pushed him. As his irritation grew, Stefan pushed Matt back, his eyes flashing dark for a moment, reminding himself of his ripper days.
"I'm trying to help her." Stefan snapped.
…
With his phone in his hand, Jeremy walked down the halls, looking out for the brunette he loved. Yes, Jeremy Gilbert loved Vicki Donovan. Jeremy's parents had always told him he'd know what true love was when he was older, but at the age of sixteen, Jeremy knew what true love was. He loved everything about Vicki Donovan. From her long, brown wavy hair to her big green eyes, Jeremy even found her short height adorable.
In his mind, it was almost as if they were Romeo and Juliet, if Romeo and Juliet were drug users. Jeremy was cut out of his thoughts when a hand grabbed him.
Jumping, Jeremy grinned in relief when he met eyes with Vicki. "Whoa. Vic, you scared the hell out of me."
The girl grinned, sticking out her tongue. "Sorry. I'm sorry."
Instead of replying, Jeremy leaned in and placed a passionate kiss to her plump lips, playfully nibbling her lower lip in the process. Pulling away, Vicki grabbed his wrist before the two ran down the halls, heading towards the parking lot.
…
With his eyes trained on the Bennett witch, Damon frowned when he noticed Caroline wasn't near her. He needed that crystal… At first, Damon had thought Caroline would be in the hospital with Dawnie, but when he had spotted the blonde, he knew that wasn't the case. Some friend Caroline was.
Growing more irritated by the second, Damon walked over to the witch.
"So where... Where'd Caroline run off to?" Damon asked.
The witch looked up, her eyes widening slightly in fear which soon seeped away. She was a witch, grams had shown her how to do some minor some spells, if need be, she could take him down. She could start fires with her mind, she wasn't scared of him.
"Do yourself a favor, Damon, and don't ask me about Caroline." Bonnie snapped, clutching the paper cup in her hand as Damon snorted.
Taking an intimidating step forward, Damon's blue irises glared down at Bonnie. "Oh, Bonnie. So loyal."
Bonnie stood her ground, narrowing her eyes threateningly. "Just stay away from her and from Dawn." Bonnie snapped firmly.
Chuckling, Damon was about to let out sarcastic, snarky comment when he noticed the glowing jewel around the witch's neck. No, she didn't… "Where'd you get that?"
"From a friend." Bonnie reported.
Clenching his jaw, Damon glared at the jewel around the Bennett witch's neck. Stupid Caroline… "Caroline. You know that's mine, don't you?"
Bonnie shrugged. "Not anymore."
Snorting, Damon's eyes glared into Bonnie's, sending chills down her spine. His eyes were beautiful yet terrifying at the same time. "Funny. I'd like it back, please."
"I'm not giving it to you. I'll give it to Caroline, and she can give it to you if she feels like it." Bonnie replied.
As much as Damon wanted to wrap his hands around the pretty little witch's neck and strangle the life out of her, something reminded him that Emily Bennett wouldn't be happy, after all, he had promised to protect her blood line. Dead or alive, witches were a pain in the ass.
Nodding mockingly, Damon smirked. "Or I could just take it right now-" Damon grabbed the jewel that hung around her neck, pulling his hand away in shock when it burnt him. Bonnie took this opportunity to run away.
…
As Stefan attempted to pick up on Vicki's scent, Elena scanned the halls, calling out her brother's name as she passed multiple people wearing similar clothing to Jeremy. Both Stefan and Elena were unaware Vicki and Jeremy were outside, kissing…
Pulling away, Jeremy ran his fingers across her cheekbones. "I was so worried about you."
Smiling at his concern, Vicki nodded. "I'm fine now, but... I gotta leave."
Furrowing his brows together, Jeremy let his hands drop to his sides. "Wh... What? Where?"
"I gotta get out of here, Jer. I just... I can't live at home with Matt. He just doesn't get it." Vicki replied, frowning at Jeremy's expression. He looked like a lost puppy.
Shaking his head, Jeremy frowned. He couldn't lose her, not again. He'd just got her back. "No, you can't. You can't just leave."
"Come with me. If you come with me, we can be together forever." Vicki urged.
She could turn him into a vampire, they travel all over the world for entirety… They'd have all the time in the world, just them two. There wouldn't be Elena or Matt trying to keep them apart.
Nodding, Jeremy leaned in, kissing Vicki. Playfully nibbling on her lower lip, Jeremy ran his hands down her back. Moaning, Vicki bit his lower lip, a little too hard as blood began to drip from the wound.
Unable to resist, Vicki began to suck the blood from the wound, enjoying the taste as Jeremy tried to pull away. "Okay. Yeah. Ow. You're taking that costume a little too far. What? What is it? Vicki! Vicki, what the hell?! Oh, my god. No! stop! Vicki! No! Ah!" Vicki began to furiously suck the blood from his lip as Jeremy tried to push him away.
Hearing the commotion from outside, Elena sprinted outside. Her eyes widened when she saw Vicki attacking Jeremy. Looking around for a weapon, Elena clumsily picked up a wooden plank.
"Vicki, no!"
The brunette spun round in annoyance as Elena hit her with a wooden plank. Growling in annoyance, Vicki kicked Elena back and threw her into a large pile of garbage nearby. Reaching up, Elena whimpered when she noticed her head was bleeding.
As she climbed out the garbage pile, Stefan grabbed Vicki and held her against the bus. "Vicki!" Jeremy cried as Vicki disappeared.
Glancing around warily, Stefan frowned. "Go. Get inside. Go!" He called out as he searched for Vicki.
Elena didn't hesitate to grab Jeremy and run for the entrance to the party. But before she could, Vicki appeared in front of them. Elena screamed as Vicki pushed Jeremy away and grabbed Elena. Clearly the brunette was attracted to Elena's bleeding as she plunged her fangs into the doe eyed girls neck.
All Stefan could focus on was Elena's painful screams as he stabbed Vicki in the heart with a wooden stake. Vicki immediately dropped to the ground, her face turning gray as Elena held her bleeding wound.
Jeremy pushed past Elena, grabbing Vicki's graying body as he cried out. "Vicki! Vicki! Vicki! Vicki!"
Stefan held the teen back as the gray veins of death sprouted across her previously tanned skin. All Elena could hear was Jeremy's heartbreaking screams as he watched the girl he loved pass.
"Get him out of here." Elena mumbled, tears streaming down her cheeks as her brother cried.
As Stefan glanced at Jeremy, he pulled out his phone and called Damon.
His brother's annoyance was clear through the phone. "What?"
"I need your help." Stefan replied, glancing at Elena as she sat down beside the girl's body.
…
Seeing her granddaughters trembling hands, Shelia Bennett frowned, taking notice of the tears that brewed within Bonnie's beautiful brown eyes. "What happened to you?"
Bonnie sniffed, glancing down at the crystal. "I did something. I don't know. It came from my necklace."
Glancing down at the necklace, Shelia's eyes widened in surprise. That was the necklace that belonged to Emily Bennett; Bonnie's great-great-great-great-grandmother.
"Where'd you get that?"
Shrugging, Bonnie let out another sniff. "It's part of my costume. It's a piece of junk."
Shelia shook her head, grabbing one of Emily's grimoires where a photo was. The photo was of Emily with the crystal necklace. Passing the book to Bonnie, Shelia watched as the girl's eyes widened.
The picture was of a young, attractive caramel toned girl. Her hair was scraped into an up-do, and the crystal that was hung around Bonnie's neck, was on the woman in the picture.
"That piece of junk belonged to one of the most powerful witches of our family. Let me show you. There she is. Emily Bennett. Your great-great-great-great-grandmother. And there's your necklace."
…
As Elena sobbed by Vicki's body, Damon arrived, a shovel in his arms as he made his way towards Elena's side. Vicki's body was now dark gray and the veins of death were prominent all over her body.
"You should go. I got this."
The doppelgängers head snapped up, her eyes puffy as she glared at him. Shaking her head, Elena got up, anger pulsing through her veins as she thought back to her brother and Matt. All of them had lost so much and both boys loved and needed Vicki. Although she had wanted Vicki to stay away from Jeremy, it was only for his safety… Elena had realized how much her brother loved the girl…
Meeting his eyes, Elena glowered at the vampire. "You did this. This is your fault." She spat.
Damon scoffed. "You confuse me for someone with remorse."
"And Dawn? What is she going to think?"
"You confuse me for someone who cares for her." Damon replied.
Elena shook her head. "Then why did you take her to the hospital, huh? Why did you help her? If you didn't care for her or her baby, why didn't you let her bleed out? Why didn't you let her baby die? Huh?!" Elena snapped.
"As I've said many times, I don't care about her. It's all a game." Damon lied.
The doppelgängers flashed with fire as she tried to hit Damon. Grabbing her wrist, Damon squeezed it roughly, keeping it in the air. "None of this matters to me. None of it."
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she shook her head. Damon let go of her hand as she cried. "People die around you. How could it not matter? It matters, and you know it."
Before Damon knew it, Elena had hit him round the face. Damon was surprised by the impact as his head turned. Ouch… Looks like Katherine's doppelgänger was used to getting in cat-fights.
With his eyes flashing dangerously, Damon eyed her wound. "You need to leave. Your wounds are bleeding and you need to leave."
Without another word, Elena stormed off.
…
As Elena headed back to her car, blood dripped down her neck as tears clouded her vision. "Elena! Hey, have you seen... Whoa. Wh... What happened?"
Blinking her tears away, Elena plastered a smile on her face. "Nothing. Some idiot with some fake blood got me. I'm gonna go home and shower."
Matt nodded and looked around worriedly. "I... I can't find Vicki. She totally bailed on me."
Elena's breath hitched. His sister was dead and he didn't even know. "I don't know where she is." Elena mumbled, wincing at the words as Matt nodded.
"Is this what I'm in for, a lifetime of worrying about her?" Matt grumbled bitterly as Elena smiled sadly.
"You're a good brother, Matt."
Matt smiled and nodded. "Yeah, maybe she went home."
"Maybe."
"Okay."
Elena hurried off to her car as she failed to prevent her tears. Getting in the front seat, Elena let out loud sobs as she pressed her head against the steering wheel.
…
Getting out her car, Elena sighed in relief when she noticed Stefan waiting on her porch for her. He had taken Jeremy home while Damon sorted Vicki's body out. Elena wasn't sure what Damon was going to do about the body and she didn't want to know…
"Where is he?" Elena asked, wiping her eyes.
Motioning to the house, Stefan replied. "Inside."
Nodding, Elena hurried up the stairs and towards Jeremy's room. Without knocking, she entered to find Jeremy sobbing on his bed. Sitting beside him, Elena grabbed his hand. "Do you understand what happened tonight?"
Shaking his head, Jeremy frowned. "No. I don't understand. I mean, I know what I saw, but... I don't understand."
"She was going to kill me." Elena explained sadly.
Jeremy nodded. "Now she's dead. Vicki's dead."
"I'm so sorry, Jer." Elena mumbled.
Burying his head in his sister's lap, Jeremy sobbed as Elena hugged him back, running her fingers through his hair. "Make it stop. It hurts."
"Shh, shh, shh, shh. It's okay. It's okay." Elena cooed, continuously running her fingers through his locks.
Looking up at Elena, Jeremy frowned. "Why does everybody have to die on me?"
Elena's eyes watered. "Oh, my god. come here." She pulled him into a tight hug.
…
As Elena exited the house, she was relieved to find Stefan was still sitting on the porch. Seeing Stefan himself was upset, Elena sat beside him, placing her hand in his as she frowned.
"Are you okay?"
Stefan had wanted to help her. He wanted her to survive and live a normal-ish life… "I, uh... I wanted to help her. But instead, uh...How's he doin'?" Stefan replied, glancing at Elena who frowned, her fingers still enter winded with his.
"He's a mess. I don't want him going through this again. He's just a kid." Elena admitted.
He had just turned sixteen, he shouldn't have to deal with these situations. Neither should Elena, she was seventeen, she'd soon be eighteen… It wasn't fair. But then again, life wasn't fair. Jeremy and Elena had lost their parents and now Jeremy had lost the girl he loved. The girl who had got him through the loss of their parents…
"Elena, what can I do? I... What can I do to help? I'll do anything." Stefan asked.
The doppelgänger couldn't help but smile at his sweetness. "Can you make him forget?"
Stefan was clearly surprised by her request. "Elena..."
"Stefan, please. I don't know how he'll ever get past this. I just want him to forget everything that happened." Elena begged as Stefan frowned. His compulsion wasn't strong, if he did compel Jeremy, chances were he'd remember… Which would have been a rather sticky situation.
"If I did it, there's no guarantee that it would work... Because of who I am. Because of how I live. I don't have the ability to do it right."
"I can do it. If this is what you want... I'll do it." The two jumped to see Damon stood on the porch, his hands in his pocket, one absent-mindedly touching Dawn's ultrasound picture. Elena stood up as Damon arched a brow.
Elena nodded. "It's what I want."
"What do you want him to know?"
The brunette thought for a moment. "I want you to tell him that Vicki left town and she's not coming back. That he shouldn't look for her or worry about her. He's gonna miss her, but he knows it's for the best."
Damon nodded and headed inside. As Damon made his way up the stairs, Elena sat back down next to Stefan. "Part of me wishes that I could forget, too... Forget meeting you, finding out what you are and everything that's happened since."
"Is that what you want?"
"Yes, it is. Because I don't want it to be like this. I don't wanna feel like this. But I can't. With everything that's happened... I can't lose the way I feel about you."
Before Stefan could reply, Damon came back out. "It's done."
Elena then walked back inside the house as Stefan and Damon exchanged glances.
…
With his eyes scanning the hospital doors, Abraham walked along the halls, concentrating as he tried to find Dawn's room number. Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four! Finally! Knocking on the door, Abraham shifted on his feet as doctors walked past him, eyeing his rather bad mummy costume. Flushing, Abraham entered the room.
He sighed in relief when he noticed Dawn sitting up in the bed, her legs crossed as she watched the TV opposite her.
"Dawn!"
The blonde turned in his direction, her eyes wide as Abraham smiled and sat beside her.
"When Caroline told me you were in here I was so worried! I hope you're okay, I mean you seem okay, but you could not be okay emotionally, if you know what I mean. Great, now I'm babbling… is something wrong?"
The blonde darted up from the bed, her heart rate going at ten to a dozen as she held a warning hand out. "Get out."
Abraham furrowed his brows together. "Dawnie."
Her voice was a low whisper. "Get out."
When he made no move to leave, Dawn closed her eyes. Suddenly sparrows, crows, finches, mockingbirds and blackbirds flew through the window. Glass smashed everywhere but Dawn as Abraham groaned, falling to the floor and shielding his face from the shards. The birds swerved around Dawn and flew at Abraham. Opening her eyes, Dawn watched as they pecked him, him screaming as nurses and doctors ran in and began ushering her out…
What… Did she… Was that her? She needed Bonnie…
First of all, I'd like to apologize for the mere amount of Dawn in this chapter… The only reason Dawn is pretty much only in flashbacks is because of the amount of scenes she has in the next chapter. So please don't hate me D:
Plus, whats everyones opinion on Abraham ;D? Sorry for any mistakes.
Also, I won't be updating next week as it is my birthday and it gives me time to catch up on chapters (I'm currently writing chapter 13). It also gives me time to work on my other stories. I have 2 Dean Winchester fanfiction's coming out soon.
One has a similar plot to 'We might fall' in a way. The OC is dealing with the loss of hers and Dean's 6-month baby while trying to get the bottom of why she can absorb pain and see ghosts. I'll put a note out when it's published in case any of you guys want to check it out.
Thanks again!
In response to:
Somebodywhocares: Thanks for the review.
Brittstarr1199: Aw that's so sweet! I love Katherine too but you know what Katherine's like. Although Katherine will hold a soft spot for Dawn and her baby due to the similarities between Katherine and herself. Both of them were abandoned by their families due to their pregnancies and both were innocent (Human Katherine). I don't think Katherine will threaten the baby unless she has to as Katherine Pierce looks after herself. They do need to kiss. I think we should all just grab their faces and smush them together, lol. Thanks for reviewing!
Gracfully: Glad you're enjoying it so far! Thanks for the review.
PirateWizardThief: Thanks, that's so sweet. And haha, was my Riley threat coming through then;D. I thought a boy would be a little different, I find in stories that people either have twins (a boy and a girl) or a girl. Thanks for the review!
Guest (chapter 10, Jul 26): He is a sweetie! Thanks for reviewing.
Adhara Snow: I messaged you but I'm not sure if you got it. I'll repost the message here. So a pregnancy should last 9 months and is commonly two weeks overdue or underdue. In season 3 episode 6, it is Stefan and Elena's one-year anniversary. As 12 months are in a year, mid-season 2 should roughly be when Dawn should give birth. Hope that clears things up a bit. The timeline is honestly what I struggled with as I wanted Dawn to give birth in season 3, but even if she is a supernatural being, she isn't going to pregnant for a year.
123456789: I never get tired of your kind comments! Thanks for reviewing regularlyJ
Flowerchild23: Aw thanks). Im glad your liking it. Thanks for reviewing!
Ghostlysights: Damon was all valiant! Does he, why lol? Thanks for reviewing.
CWTV-TeenWolf-Lover: Aw, im glad your enjoying it! Thanks for reviewing.
Sbritt264: I'm glad you're enjoying it. Thanks for reviewing.
Audrey: Aw , merci pour l'examen !
Klandgraf2007: Aw that's so sweet! Feel free to comment your baby-father theoryJ. Thanks for the lovely review!
Natalie: I completely agree. Although Damon still feels for Katherine (After all, he has spent 146 years mourning her and trying to get from the tomb), but he also feels for Dawn in a way he had never felt for Katherine. I can't say exactly as it is revealed in the next chapter, but I can say you are red hot (in the cold and hot game). Dawn's mother isn't directly relevant to Dawn's powers, but she does have something to do with it. Great theory, you're almost right, but I can't say yet! Thanks for the review.