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Kat finally did as she said, taking off in a sprint a lot faster than the one she'd just ran. Elena sighed, relieved, and jogged up to the driveway.
Silas stood there, a sly smile on his face. "Well, well, so it is true."
"What do you want, Silas?"
He lifted a brow, "Well, It was rumored that you left Salvatore, I guess I had to see for myself."
She sized him up. "And then there's the real reason. What aren't you saying?"
Silas chuckled, "I always knew you were smarter than Damon gave you credit for. Yes, sweetheart, I am here for a reason. You see, your boyfriend pissed off the wrong person."
"What has he done to you?" She demanded.
"Oh, not me...but I'm sure you know who," Silas taunted and Elena's eyes widened.
"Giuseppe sent you?" She asked.
"You're real quick, aren't you? Yes, he did. You see, Damon seems to think his father has no hold over him. He took the money, refusing to sign it over, then started making threats of his own. Giuseppe wants to remind him of his place."
Elena's eyes narrowed, "Why would you help Giuseppe?"
Silas shrugged, "The man is well endowed, and he's promised me half of what he gets from Damon?"
"And you would just believe him?" She seemed suspicious.
"Of course not, he's already given me a healthy sum, the rest is just the icing. Besides, the sweetest part is getting to watch Damon fall to his knees."
"Why? And what does this have to do with me?"
Silas laughed, "Oh, Elena. You can be so naieve. Salvatore, for all his faults, would do anrything for you. You're Giuseppe's insurance."
As he spoke, two more men stepped from the truck.
"Now, you can get in, and this will all go smoothy, or you can try and run, in which I promise, there will be pain."
She closed her eyes. There was no way she could get away from them. Not all of them, she'd heard too many rumors of those who'd tried. Her hand fell to her stomach, for she had recently discovered another reason that she couldn't let harm come to herself.
"Okay, I'll go." She gave in and Silas grinned.
"Good girl."
A week before, Elena had been sitting in the kitchen with Jenna, her head on the table.
"Are you okay?" Jenna had asked.
Elena shook her head, "I don't know, Jenna, I just feel groggy. My stomache hurts, my head hurts...I think I'm coming down with something."
"Have you taken anything?" Jenna asked.
"Some painkillers, but I threw them up earlier, I've felt kinda weird these past few days but it's getting worse. Is there some kind of a bug going around?"
Jenna thought, "Hmm, not that I know of, but I'll ask. Probably wont hurt to dose Jeremy and Kat, just in case. I'm just glad Michael took off, or we would have the extra money for anything...will you hand me that onion?"
Elena did as she asked. "Yeah, maybe. Hopefully it'll pass soon. You want me to help?"
Jenna shrugged, "If you feel up to it. Can u add a little vinagar over the salad?"
Elena nodded, then moved to do so. Unfortunately the minute the lid came off the vinagar, the smell hit her nose, landing straight in her gut.
"Excuse me," She called, barely making it to the sink in time.
Jenna held her hair as she threw up, a perplexed look on her face.
"Sorry," Elena muttered.
"It's fine, hun. Wait, were you feeling sick last night?"
Elena shook her head, "No, it goes away sometimes, I think. I felt like vomiting yesterday morning."
Jenna closed her eyes. "Elena, sweetheart, when's the last time you had your period?"
Elena seemed confused, then thought, "I...I don't- No, I know what your thinking, it's not- I can't be..."
Jenna moved to stand in front of her, "Where you and Damon safe everytime?"
Elena shrugged, "I"m on the pill."
Jenna sighed, "Well, if you want, I can get you a home test?"
Elena seemed hesitant. "I don't know, I...I don't want to be pregnant, Jenna."
Jenna hugged the girl, "I know hun, but if you are, it'll be better to know."
Elena nodded, "Yeah, you're right..."
They had gotten the test, and tears filled Elena's eyes as she read the results. She wasn't ready. God, she really wasn't.
"I'm scared, Jenna," she'd admitted as the two sat on the couch in the livingroom.
"I know, Elena, but it's going to be okay."
Elena put her head in her hands. "How did you know?" She asked after a moment.
"The vinagar. When Miranda was pregnant with Katherine, she reacted the same way to it. Not to mention the symtoms. It just made sense."
"What am I going to do?" She asked, another teardrop rolling down her cheek.
"What do you want to do?" Jenna asked, rubbing her back.
"I don't know...I need to talk to Damon, I know that. It's not right to keep something like this from him."
Jenna nodded, "You going back?"
Elena shrugged, "I don't know that either. I mean, I like it here, I miss home, but this place is great. But I love him, Jenna. I always have, and I have to fight myself to stay away from him. Now, with this...is there a point? But I want a better life than that. And it's more than just about me now."
Her hand fell to her stomach. "And I'm worried, so much, because I know the kind of things I was doing a few months ago, and I have no idea when Damon first got me pregnant. What if something is wrong with my baby because of it? I mean, that stuff, it wasn't just weed, and there was a lot of alcohol...I just, It would be my fault, Jenna...and I can't-"she began to sob and Jenna took her into her arms.
"Hey, it's okay. I can make you an apointment. Dr. Fell has been our family doctor since she came into town, and she's really good. Don't worry, Elena. We'll figure this out, okay?"
The girl nodded, but continued to cry onto her shoulder.
Elena thought of how ironic that was now, as she climbed into Silas' van. The appointment had been yesterday, and the doctor had declared all was fine. She'd gotten pregnant after she'd stopped using and the baby was healthy. She sent Elena home with some vitamins and advice to stay exercised. But now she was in more danger than ever.
"Where are we going?" She asked Silas who was in the front passengers seat, after they'd been driving for what felt like hours.
"Back to Chicago, Elena." He answered simply.
"Yes, but I'm not stupid enough to believe you're going to waltz me on home, or to your place, or even Giuseppe's. No. You know Damon will be smart enough to look there. So where are we going?"
"Clever, Elena, but do you really think I'd tell you? Now, hand me your phone."
She groaned, having hoped he wouldn't notice it, held securely in her sports bra.
"Give it, Elena, or I'll get it myself," Silas warned, and she rolled her eyes, pulling it out, and handed it to him.
"Good, now Marcel," he turned to the man sitting next to Elena, "Text Giuseppe, let him know everything is going as planned, I'll handle Salvatore."
Silas used her phone to look up Damon's number and hit the call button.
Elena could make out Damon's hopeful voice as he answered the phone.
"Elena?"
Silas smirked, "Guess again.
"Silas. Where is Elena, why do you have her phone?!"
"Oh, she's right here. Your father thought it would be a good idea for us to spend some quality time together."
"What the hell did you do, Silas? What did he say to you?" Damon demanded.
"Oh well I would love to answer you, but that isn't part of the plan, Salvatore."
Damon's voice grew hard, "I swear to God, Silas, if you hurt her, I will kill you myself. Now let me talk to her."
Silas shrugged, then turned back to Elena. "It's for you sweetheart."
She grabbed the phone.
"Damon?"
"Elena, are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine, Damon. I need you to listen, Don't let him-" She was cut off when Silas ripped the phone away again.
"Hey!" She yelled.
"There, you talked to her, satisfied?" Silas asked.
Damon was yelling on the other end, to fast for her to make out.
"She's fine, for now," Silas answered, "But if you want her to stay that way, you'll listen to your father. He'll be in touch soon. Bye, now."
He ended the call and Elena's teeth gritted.
It wasn't right to do this to him. Was his father really that heartless?
"Your boyfriend wasn't too happy," Silas smiled back at her.
"You're an ass," she shot back and he just smirked.
Damon threw the phone against the wall.
"Damn it!" He yelled, and turned out of the room to storm down the stairs.
"Stefan! We have a problem!" He called out as his brother came into the parlor.
"What's wrong?" He asked, as Klaus, Mason, Caroline, and Tyler followed.
"You were right, Stefan. I pissed him off and he's getting even!"
Stefan's eyes widened, "What happened? What did he do?"
"He envolved Silas, and they have Elena!"
"What?!"
"We have to do something, Stefan, the money, anything, I can't...we have to save her. I need to speak to father, get him to-"
"Damon! We will," Stefan interupted, grabbing his shoulder, "We will."
The two looked at each other, then Damon sighed, "Okay, fine, but we need to get on it, now."
Stefan nodded, and Damon moved to retreive his phone, thanking God that it didn't break.
He dialed Giuseppe's number.
"Ah, Damon, I had a feeling I'd be hearing from you," His father gloated on answering.
"You made the wrong move, father...going after Elena was a big mistake."
He heard Giuseppe chuckle, "Oh, son, No. You made the mistake, in denying me what I want. So, here's what's going to happen, you are going to bring the money...cash, check, anything...all of it. And i'll make sure Elena is returned to you, safe and sound."
Damon was silent for a moment, "Where?" he finally asked.
"Hmm, seems your love for this girl is the only thing stronger than your hatred of me...," Giuseppe mauled.
"Where?" Damon asked, more forcefully.
"I'll text you the address," he said, then hung up.
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