A/N Well, at about seven this morning, Ddluzelle reviewed asking me to update as soon as I could, so here it is! Thanks for the review Ddluzelle!

I woke up in Caroline's bed, sandwiched between Bonnie and Caroline. Elena's phone was ringing, which explained why I'd woken up so suddenly. Caroline groaned and shoved Elena out of the bed so she landed on the floor.

"Go away!" Caroline mumbled. Bonnie, Caroline and I moved so we each had a little bit more space now that Elena was off the bed.

"Hello?" Elena asked into her phone, too loudly.

"Elena!" We all complained. Elena huffed and I heard her crawl into the hallway instead. We lied in bed for a minute before we all groaned.

"I can't get back to sleep." Bonnie murmured into my back.

"I know. Do we have to get up?" I asked.

"I guess so… Or we can stay here for like five more minutes." Caroline suggested.

"Ten tops." Bonnie agreed. I smiled.

"Fifteen wouldn't kill us."

I went back to the boarding house an hour later. Alaric was on the porch with Damon and a woman was just leaving. I looked at them for an explanation.

"I got a new girlfriend!" Damon said with a smirk.

"Awesome." I said sarcastically. The three of us walked into the house and Damon led Alaric and me into the parlor. He grabbed something from a table.

"So John Gilbert gave me this to kill Elijah." He unrolled a red cloth to reveal a silver dagger.

"Said you have to dip the dagger in the remains of an old white ash tree that dates backs to the originals, if there's any truth in that…" Damon handed the dagger to Alaric, who took it and examined.

"So you think it's a setup?" Alaric asked.

"It could be. Guy's a weasel. Wouldn't put anything past him." Damon muttered.

"What are you two doing today?" Damon asked, smirking in his 'I have an evil plan' way.

"Well, Jenna and I were supposed to go to her family's lake house, but somehow, we both got roped into doing this historical society thing at the Lockwood's." Alaric explained.

"Where Elijah's the guest of honor." Damon added.

"Tell me you aren't going to kill him at the party!" I cried.

"No that would be stupid." He admitted. I raised an eyebrow.

"I want to know his endgame before I kill him, but I do think it's time Elijah and I officially met. Beth, get in something… less pajama-like. We're going to a party!"

I walked into the Lockwood house later that day in between Alaric and Damon. I tugged at the hem of my blouse uncomfortably.

"I don't like this idea." I hissed at Damon. He rolled his eyes.

"Have a little faith, Beth. And he seems to like you. Try to find him, okay?" He and Alaric walked off. I sighed, brushed aside a strand of my hair. I saw Elijah with Carol Lockwood and hurried over.

"Beth!"

"Mrs. Lockwood!" We greeted each other. She hugged me.

"Elijah, I want you to meet Miss Elisabeth Salvatore. Her family is one of the founding families. She was a contestant in the Miss Mystic Falls and was awarded third place. Her brother is part of the Founder's Council." Carol told Elijah, smiling over at him.

"A pleasure to meet you, Elijah." I told him, shaking his hand and playing dumb, like I hadn't already met him before.

"No, the pleasure is mine." He said, kissing my hand.

"If you excuse me, I have to go talk to someone else." Carol said before hurrying off. I looked back at Elijah, taking my hand back.

"Elijah."

"Elisabeth, darling."

"Don't call me 'darling'; it's annoying. And my brother wants to talk to you." I said, motioning towards Damon, who was standing by the door to the study. Elijah narrowed his eyes at him and followed him into the study. I followed too, to supervise in case things got violent.

"What can I do for you Damon?" Elijah asked calmly in the study.

"I was hoping we could have a word."

"Where's Elena?"

"Safe with Stefan. They're laying low, you know, bit of a werewolf problem."

"Oh, yes, I heard about that."

"It was your witch that saved the day, right?" I asked, interrupting their exchange. Elijah nodded.

"You are welcome." Elijah said. Damon sat down on the desk.

"Which adds to my confusion on why you're here." Damon said.

"Why don't you stay focused on keeping Elena safe and leave the rest to me. I believe that you have another Gilbert to keep safe, dear Elisabeth?" He looked at me once but didn't expect an answer because he turned back to Damon again.

"Stay focused on keeping her safe." He added. He headed for the door, but Damon vamp-sped in front of him, blocking his path.

"Not good enough." Damon said. Elijah grabbed Damon by the throat, vamp-speeding against a wall.

"Elijah, don't!" I cried. Damon grabbed Elijah's throat, but Elijah easily pried it off, making sure to crush it to cause Damon more pain.

"Elijah!" I cried again, darting over. I stood shoulder to shoulder with Damon, knowing I was no match for Elijah.

"You young vampires… So arrogant… How dare you come here and challenge me?" Elijah dropped Damon's hand, but kept him against the wall.

"You can't kill him! It's part of the deal!" I reminded Elijah.

"Silence." He snapped. He grabbed a pencil from the desk and, before I could react to try and stop him, stabbed Damon in the neck with it. Damon gave a yell of pain. Elijah dropped him, letting him crumple to the floor. I yanked the pencil out of Damon's neck and he clutched at the bleeding wound. Elijah pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood of his hands.

"I am an Original… Show me a little respect." Elijah said. He dangled the handkerchief in front of Damon, who grabbed it and placed it over his wound.

"The moment you cease to be of use to me, you're dead. So you should do what I say. Keep Elena safe." Elijah walked out of the room. I ran after him, catching him outside. I stood in between him and his car door.

"You won't kill Damon!"

"Why won't I?" He asked, folding his arms against his chest.

"Because you won't kill me. And if you try to kill Damon, you will have to kill me!" I growled. He cocked his head at me curiously.

"You have immense family loyalty… I forgot about that…" He murmured.

"Enough riddles! How the heck do you know me?!"

"I will not tell you with Klaus coming… I fear for you. Now, may I kindly ask you to move?" I hesitated but then moved. He got in his car and drove off. Alaric and Damon came over to me. Damon was still holding his neck.

"We're going home little sis."

When we got home, I went up to my bathroom and scrubbed my hands to get Damon's blood off them. Once my hands were clean, I went down into the library to join Damon and Alaric. Alaric was just getting up, his phone in his hands as he read a text.

"I'll show myself out." Alaric shot at Damon.

"I'll show you out." I offered.

"It's okay. I was teasing." He said. He patted me on the shoulder and walked out. I sat down on the arm of the chair next to Damon.

"Let me see your neck." I told him. He took his hand off his neck. The wound had almost completely healed, leaving a red mark the size of a pencil. There was a loud crashing noise. We both jumped. Damon got up and walked into the hallway. I followed close behind. Out in the hallway, I saw Alaric with a large knife plunged into his stomach.

"Alaric!" He fell to the ground with a groan. I started to go towards him when someone dropped down in front of me. Before I could stop him, a needle was stabbed into my neck, injecting Vervain into me. I dropped to the floor as the man went after Damon. I groaned, trying to stay awake, but I passed out.

I woke up in a chair; chained to it might I add. I looked around. Alaric's body was on the floor in front of me, but I saw the Gilbert ring on his finger. I noticed pain in my neck and realized I was wearing a loose collar of some sort with something sharp against my neck.

"Morning sunshine!" The guy that had Vervained me greeted me, walking into view. I kicked out at him weakly, hoping to connect. I missed and he grabbed to chains attached to my collar. With one sharp tug, the sharp objects jammed into my neck. I screamed; blood running down my neck and onto my shirt. He smiled at me evilly and then walked over to the side. I looked over. Damon was in a similar set up, gritting his teeth angrily. The guy grabbed those two chains in another hand, keeping mine in the first. He sat down on the coffee table and yanked on Damon's. Damon groaned in pain. Jules walked into the room.

"So I hear you vampires have the moonstone." She said, walking over to stand by the coffee table. Some other werewolves followed her. Damon laughed.

"Oh, if you only knew the irony of this moment right now. Let me tell you how this is going to go: you're going to torture me, I don't talk, someone loses a heart. Last time, it was your boy Mason." Jules walked over to Damon.

"This time, it'll be you." She whispered. She looked over at me, cocking her head and smiling.

"And I bet you'll talk if it was poor little Beth in pain, wouldn't you? Stevie." The guy holding the chains yanked on mine. I screamed again. Jules grinned at my pain.

"Where's the moonstone?" She asked, this time leaning over me.

"Get over it. You're not gonna get it." I spit out. She just shook her head at me.

"Really?" Stevie yanked on both chains at once. Damon groaned and I screamed again.

"You looking for this?" Everyone looked towards the stairs. Elijah stood there, leaning against the banister, holding up the moonstone for Jules to see it. Elijah walked over to the end table by the couch and put it down.

"Go ahead. Take it." Elijah offered. One of the werewolves raced towards it but Elijah shoved his hand into the wolves' chest, yanking out his heart. He fell onto the couch, dead. Two other wolves raced forward, but Elijah killed them without any effort. Jules saw all that and wolf-sped out of the house before she was killed. Elijah went over to Stevie, who dropped the chains and cowered on the ground, pulling his jacket over his head to try and hide. Elijah sighed and pulled him to his feet again.

"You want to take a shot? Yes? No? Where's the girl?" Elijah directed the last question at Damon and me.

"She left." I coughed. Elijah sighed again.

"Doesn't really matter…" He muttered. Elijah punched Stevie in the face and he went down for the count. Elijah hurried over to me. He pulled the chains off me and then broke the collar, tossing the two halves of it aside. I coughed again, holding my neck painfully. Elijah went over to Damon and pulled the chains off him.

"You realize this is the third time I've saved your life?" He asked. Damon didn't answer as he took the collar off himself. Elijah grabbed the moonstone and walked out of the house.

Damon was setting the chairs back in their original positions as I kneeled over Alaric, waiting for him to wake up. Damon was on the phone with Bonnie.

"So he planned to kill her all along?" Damon asked into the phone. I tuned in to hear what Bonnie was saying on the other end of the phone.

"Yeah. The sacrifice is part of Elijah's plan."

"Got it loud and clear." Damon hung up.

"Your boyfriend is probably going to call you soon, or storm in here like a hero to save his princess. He might earn points for the second one." Damon told me. I was about to respond when Alaric gasped, coming back to life. Damon walked over as Alaric sat up.

"Finally. You missed all the fun." Alaric looked at me for an explanation. My phone went off in my pocket. I saw it was Jeremy, as expected.

"Sorry. I have to talk to Jeremy." I stood up and hurried out of the room as I answered the phone.

"Hey, Jeremy…" I said into the phone as I walked up the stairs towards my bedroom.

"Beth! Are you okay? Bonnie said that Damon and you were captured by werewolves. Tell me you didn't get hurt!" I sighed as I walked into my bedroom.

"I'm a little worse for wear, but I'll be fine. Thanks for the concern. Damon said you might have earned points if you'd come charging in here to save me." I looked around my bedroom. I wasn't sure if the werewolves had rummaged through my room for the moonstone or if was always this messy.

"I would have if I actually knew what was going on." I sat down on my bed, pushing aside an old outfit. Looking around again, I realized that my room was just this messy.

"Jeremy, what did I say about getting involved with werewolves? They'd have killed you before you could even blink." I reminded him.

"I'm already involved with a vampire. Besides, I have the ring!" He reminded me. I got up and walked over to my desk, sitting down on the chair instead.

"You'd have been lying dead on the floor while there werewolves tortured me."

"You were tortured?" I spun the chair around, keeping it moving with my foot on the edge of the desk.

"Yes. Ironically, I was the one in the collar, not the wolves."

"Beth…"

"What? The fact that my sense of humor is back is a good sign!"

"You're right… I love you."

"I love you too."

A/N Hope you liked the chapter! Please, please, please, review! I love hearing from all my readers! And I can take some constructive criticism for the record, so feel free to give me some. And any questions you have about the story, feel free to ask and I'll answer them if I can! Thanks for reading!