Ch 14
The three of them walked quickly to the car, all knowing of Rebekah's temper and none wanting to be her punching bag. Helen quickly grabbed the driving seat, cutting both the boys off before they had a chance to speak. 'Kol, you have been daggered for 100 years, there is no way that I will trust you with a car and Niklaus, if you don't let me drive then you aren't getting any tonight and that will be two days.' Kol let a chuckle escape him at Klaus' despondent expression as he was forced to sit in the back.
They drove to the Grill in record time, partly from Helen's reckless driving which had caused both men to look slightly sick. They placed their orders and turned to look at the rest of the Grill as rulers may look over their kingdoms.
'Hi there, you're the new girl aren't you?' Helen turned towards the voice, finding an acne ridden teenager leering at her, and sneered.
'Yes, may I ask what business it is of yours?' She looked at the youth, who showed no repentance for his actions and even increased his leering, keeping his eyes fixed firmly on her cleavage.
'I just thought I could show you the place. I even bought you a drink, see?' He pushed forward a drink beside him and she narrowed her eyes menacingly at him,
'The same drink that I saw you tip a clear liquid in a few minutes ago? Sorry but I don't particularly feel like being drugged by someone who couldn't get any. And anyway, what would my British boyfriend and his family which consist of mostly males say to that, what would they do?' Her gaze hardened and she took the boys arm sharply, pulling him around so as to look up at the imposing presence of Niklaus. 'Niklaus, I'd like you to meet… well actually you never told me your name did you? You were too busy trying to drug me.' Niklaus crossed his arms over his chest, glaring down at the boy.
'What is your name?' The boy gulped audibly, whispering with fear.
'Brad Fell.'
Kol felt the need to butt in at that moment, 'Oh, looks like you got yourself one from the founding families Helen. Shame about the acne, kid or I'm sure she would have done you.'
'Kol stop being to crass. Brad, come with me.' With a tight grip Helen and Klaus lead the boy out of the Grill and into the alley behind where she turned to Klaus.
'I'm hungry, can I?'
'Of course.' With that Helen sank her teeth into his neck and finished him. After a moment she almost doubled over in pain and quickly turned to Niklaus, seeing the same happen to him.
'What- Kol.' She turned to run back inside only to see the door to the Grill open and the very daggered body of Kol held in the grip of Alaric and Damon. She snarled, jumping towards them just as Damon ran at her, shoving her hard against a wall and plunging his hand into her chest, about to rip her heart out, just as he was about to Elijah's voice rang out.
'Stop!' She turned, aggravated to glare at him, Damon's hand staying firmly in her chest.
'A little help please!'
'Did Elijah not tell you what your mommy's up to?' Damon grinned at Helen, taking his hand and not-so-gently removing it from her chest cavity. 'What Klaus, didn't know I was such good friends with your mom?' her eyes widened in realisation, she knew Esther was up to something and so did Klaus apparently.
'What did she do Elijah? What did mother do?' Klaus was angry and Helen quickly strode to him, placing a hand on his shoulder which he quickly shrugged off.
'I'll tell you on the way.' With that he turned away, heading off for a second before turning back to the two Salvatores 'Oh, and Damon, Stefan? You don't have much time left if you want to save Elena. If I were you I'd hurry up. Remember Rebekah wouldn't mind to start her work early.'