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Olivia sat at the end of Stefan's bed, unsure about how to break Elena and Stefan out of their embrace.
"Um, I need to talk to you guys." Elena and Stefan both sat up, shocked at her presence. They pulled the sheet up to their chins and shouted.
"Olivia! What are you doing?"
"Since Damon is out the house, I wanted to talk about the grimoire."
"Does it have to be right now?" Elena groaned and pulled the sheets up further.
"Well, we have lots to do, and since Damon is back soon we need to do it now." Olivia stood up from the bed and looked down at them. "So, in order to open the tomb, we need to find the journal to get the grimoire to undo the spells. As Elena is the only Gilbert present, you are on not finding journal duty."
"Since when did I say I would help?"
"Well, Stefan is helping, and you've taken up residence in Stefan's bed-" Olivia chuckled.
"I'll find out where it is and hide it." Elena lay back down and pulled the sheets over her face.
"We can't let Damon have it." Yes, Olivia was being the most selfish she had ever been in her whole life but she couldn't let Damon have Katherine and they leave her to live with Matt. Olivia wouldn't let Damon abandon her, never. She went to walk out the room while continuing to talk. "You know, I really like how we're working together. Just don't screw it up." Olivia exited the room but after second went back again. "I'm serious though, Damon can't see Katherine ever again. " Olivia then left, happy with herself. Nobody else could have Damon; nobody was going to take him away from her.
Olivia sat in the Gilbert living room playing a video game with Elena's brother, Jeremy. Damon had been in the kitchen cooking dinner, but he had left some time ago. He must have been targeting Elena.
"You're good, for a girl." Jeremy commented without even turning his attention away from the game.
"I'm hoping that's a compliment." Olivia replied, Jeremy's phone went off and he paused the game, he ignored the phone call though. They then started playing again. "Who are you dodging?"
"Just this girl, Anna. She can be, uh, persistent."
"Is she pretty?"
"Yeah, but she can be weird."
"Weird in what way?"
"In every way." Olivia smiled and laughed. The doorbell rang and she got up from the couch and walked over to the door. "Olivia?" Jeremy said agitated. Elena reached the door before her and she opened it to reveal Stefan.
"Did you get it?" Elena asked but a ringtone interrupted Stefan's answer, it was Olivia's phone. She saw the caller ID and it was Damon, she quickly walked up stairs into Elena's room so Elena and Stefan could talk downstairs.
"Hi, Damon. What are you up to?"
"I'm just at the grill, waiting for this girl." He sounded bored. "She knows something about the grimoire and she might know where it is."
"Good luck with that." Olivia tried to make her cheeriness real.
"What are you doing then?"
"I'm just with Elena, nothing special." She lied; if she told Damon she was with Stefan too he would guess they were up to something.
"Okay, text me if you find anything."
"Of course, bye." Olivia hung up quickly and Stefan and Elena walked into the bedroom.
"Where is he then?" Stefan asked while sitting on Elena's bed, Elena did the same.
"He went to track down a girl, see if she knew anything." Stefan smiled at pulled out a stack of papers out of his pocket.
"I got a copy of the journal."
"How did you get it?" Elena asked while taking the papers and spreading them out on the bed.
"Well, Mr Saltzman made a copy and was kind enough to loan it to me."
"Really?" Olivia asked unconvinced.
"Not exactly, but I got it." Elena and Olivia both chuckled, and then all three of them got to work. They read though the copied pages of the journal till Olivia found something.
"There's a reference that he wrote about Emily." Olivia started to read aloud. "'The Fell family believed it should be I, not them, who protected the witch's spell book. But I feared she would haunt me from the hereafter. They mocked my fear, but it was Giuseppe Salvatore who-'" Olivia paused. "Is that your father?" Stefan walked towards her.
"Yeah." He took the pages and continued to read aloud. "'It was Giuseppe Salvatore who removed my fear. He told me he would protect the spell book. He said he would carry it to his grave." Stefan sighed. "I know where it is."
"So, are we going grave digging?" Olivia asked, holding back a smile.
Olivia shivered in the night's coldness. The three of them stood there awkwardly, deciding what to do first. They had set the torches up and looked down at the gravestone; Giuseppe Salvatore was craved onto the grey stone.
"Why isn't your father buried in your family's tomb?" Elena asked, filling in the silence.
"It wasn't built until well after he died." Stefan said simply.
"Are you sure the grimorie's in there with him?" Olivia asked. If this was a lost cause it would be a terrible waste of time.
"As sure as I could be." Stefan handed the girls shovels and picked one up himself.
"I'm sorry that you have to do this, Stefan." Olivia said kindly.
"Thank you." He smiled and they started to dig.
Olivia stood above the grave, beaming a flashlight down so Stefan could see what he was doing. Elena laughed next to her.
"What?" She and Stefan asked.
"Not many girls can say they've done this." Stefan continued to dig and stopped when his shovel hit something solid and made a loud thud. He started to move the dirt of the coffin with his hands and opened the lid slowly. "Is that it?" Elena asked. When the coffin opened a smell erupted and Olivia coughed. A skeleton wearing old style clothing held a brown book in his arms; Stefan took it out gently and closed the lid. He began to turn the pages of the grimoire, looking for the spell.
"Well, what do you know?" Damon voice sounded and they all turned to him, Damon's lip was curled in a snarl. "This is an interesting turn of events."
"I can't let you bring her back, I'm sorry." Stefan jumped out the grave and faced his brother.
"So am I, for thinking for even a second that I could trust you."
"Oh, you're not capable of trust, the fact that you're here means that you read the journal and you were planning on doing this yourself."
"Of course I was going to do it by myself, because the only one I can count on IS ME! You made sure of that many years ago, Stefan. But you..." Damon looked past Stefan straight at Olivia. "You had me fooled." Olivia looked down ashamed. "So what are you going to do now? Because if you try and destroy that, I'll rip Olivia's heart out."
"You won't hurt her." Damon's eyebrows raised and he sped to Olivia and grabbed her in a chokehold.
"I can do one better." Damon bit his wrist and forced her to drink his blood, Olivia struggled but it was no use. "Give me the book, Stefan. Or I'm snapping her neck and we will have a 13 year old vampire on our hands."
"Let her go first." Damon pulled his wrist away.
"THE BOOK!"
"I'm not going to give this to you until she is standing next to me."
"The problem is I no longer trust that you'll give it back!" Damon said through gritted teeth.
"I ensure you that I will." Stefan and Damon nod to each other while he still held Olivia in a chokehold. Stefan reached out for Olivia but Damon placed his face against Olivia's hair. Stefan threw the book down on the floor and Damon pulled his arm away from Olivia's neck. Olivia walked slowly and tripped over a loose stone; Stefan picked her up quickly and placed her in his arms. She turned to face Damon.
"All of this just for Katherine...And I thought you really cared about me." When Olivia finished Stefan turned her around and they walked out the woods, Elena following closely behind.
Olivia knocked on Matt's door, holding an overnight bag over her shoulder. Damon's blood was still in her system, if she were to die now she would turn into a vampire.
"Olivia? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" Matt asked while allowing her in.
"I need to stay here tonight; he hasn't been invited in..." Olivia never finished as she burst out in tears. Damon had tried to kill her tonight, he has the grimoire meaning he would have Katherine, he would leave her.
"What happened?"
"Too much, you wouldn't understand."
"I'm older than you, I'm sure I will." Matt smiled.
"I'll tell you someday, Matt. I promise." She smiled and walked into the kitchen. "Have you got anything to eat?"
"I just made some grilled cheese."
"Sounds good." Olivia smiled again; it was good to be with family.