Elena was startled by Damon's silent and sudden appearance in Stefan's room. She thought that they had been quiet by leaving the hallway.

"Stefan, don't jump to any wrong conclusions here," Elena began, but Stefan cut her off.

"What? Unlike you with the sheriff?" Stefan countered.

"Why so defensive, Stefan?" Damon said, his brows rising. He shot a glance to Elena before looking back to Stefan.

"I don't need to stand here and explain anything to either of you," Stefan yelled out, getting in Damon's face. "What I want is an explanation of what happened with Damon, Elena," he said, turning from Damon and walking to Elena. "And I want the truth. It's tiring enough to have to think of Damon going after you than to think of you possibly going after him."

"I'd say murdering someone takes a bit more precedence over a harmless spooning session in my bed, Stef," Damon said with narrowed eyes.

Stefan took the opportunity to lunge at Damon, but Damon quickly sidestepped him. Stefan looked like he was going to go at it again, but Elena stepped between them.

"Enough," she said forcefully. "This is not the time to fight with your brother."

"Oh when would be the ideal time? I'd love to hear of one, Elena," Stefan said sarcastically.

"Stop being a dick," Damon said, shaking his head. "She's right. We're on the same side here, little brother. We're fighting against the baddies. We can't think of you as heading to the dark side right now. So what's the harm in asking the simple question without you wanting to throw punches?"

Stefan glared at him and looked to Elena, who placed a hand gently on his arm. "I just want to hear from you what happened whether you were involved or not… I'll answer your question first."

Damon looked at her in surprise. He didn't know if she was really going to tell him yet and it surprised him. But if he knew anything it was that now was probably not the best time to tell Stefan that he was being dumped.

"Elena, I already answered that question for him, but I guess the answer of spooning won't suffice... I bandaged up your bleeding neck and you happened to pass out," Damon said with a pointed look at her. "You were in my bed and I was not sleeping on that couch downstairs. So I will admit I took advantage of the situation and cuddled up with you while you were asleep."

Stefan peered at him, trying to gauge whether he was lying or not and then looked over at Elena. She on the other hand looked a bit confused, but then she shook her head and sat on Stefan's bed.

"Why were you bleeding anyway?" Stefan asked, still deciding if it was as innocent as Damon was implying.

"That's a really long story that can wait until you tell us what happened at Caroline's," Elena said quietly.

Stefan took a deep breath. "After I left your house, I headed to Caroline's. I was going to check on her and then run by Bonnie's to ask her a question. But as soon as I got to Caroline's I knew something was really wrong."

Elena stared at him anxiously, her stomach in knots. Part of her didn't really want to hear about anything that happened there since Matt was killed. But she needed the truth.

"I smelled the blood from the doorway and called out. Soon the sheriff came to the door and she eventually invited me inside. When I walked in the doorway, I saw both Matt and Caroline unconscious on the floor," Stefan said in a flat voice. "Matt was already dead by that point. The sheriff must have walked in on Caroline and was able to subdue her with vervain. She was going to kill her with wooden bullets. I barely had time to react so I threw myself in front of Caroline so she wouldn't die."

"How heroic of you," Damon said sarcastically. "You couldn't just quickly knock the gun out of your hands with your new super charged breakfast of champions diet?"

"I was still trying to prevent her from thinking I was a vampire," Stefan said testily. "I was hoping I could dissuade her and feign the injury, but unfortunately the bullet was laced in vervain as well and she figured out that I wasn't human."

"What did she do when she figured it out," Elena asked, her voice almost a whisper.

Stefan paused, but he knew he was already this far in the back down now. "I….I killed her before she could kill me. But…."

Before the next words were out of his mouth, his door was open with a slam and someone flew into the room and rammed right into him.

"No offense, but that was a dumb plan," James said as he sat in the kitchen across from Rick and Jenna. "Thinking you could just stake her right then and there without consequence."

Rick glared at him and was about to say something when Jenna spoke up.

"I'm not denying now that it was really, really stupid, even with John as back up, but I couldn't take it knowing that she was out there and she was responsible for my sister's death," Jenna said somberly. "I'm only grateful no one was killed."

"It would have been a good plan if everyone was in on it….but even so, Klaus was around so it wouldn't have mattered either way," Rick said quickly as he got a dirty look from Jenna.

"Alright so I told you my story and you told me your little history. So why are you here?" Jenna said to James, getting down to business.

"I was kinda wondering the same thing since he said he wouldn't get involved in the affairs of vampires," Rick said with a pointed look at him.

"Since Saltzman here got in way over his head," he replied with an easy smile. "And I didn't say I was necessarily going to get involved. I'm just going to make sure that you don't get yourself killed. That and make sure the witch of yours doesn't mess up royally."

"And what does that mean?" Rick asked.

"I mean that if your witch messes up, she could bring something pretty evil back or she could die from the sheer force of the spell. I guess I'm helping a fellow witch out," he said with a shrug.

"What's Bonnie supposed to be doing exactly?" Jenna asked in confusion.

Rick and James exchanged glances, but Rick shook his head. "It's a long story, but short version: she's raising her dead relative for Katherine and if she doesn't fulfill the promise, she dies."

"And when is said rising supposed to take place?" Jenna said anxiously, shivering as the images of a zombie came flooding into her mind.

"Tonight," James replied almost cheerfully. "When the full moon arises; it's a powerful time."

"Crap," Jenna said, slumping in her seat. "Please say Elena and Jeremy weren't planning on being anywhere around there."

"Never mind," Jenna said, noticing Rick's hesitance. "I know I can't stop them from going, but it doesn't mean I won't be there too."

"Jenna, what do you expect to do?" Rick said in consternation.

"Whatever Elena and Jeremy think they are going to accomplish…whatever you're going to accomplish," she said testily. "Whether it's taking that bitch down or supporting Bonnie, or whatever. I want to make sure my family is safe. My sister left me that job and I plan on seeing it through."

"What is the plan anyway?" James asked, interrupting Jenna and Rick's staring session.

"Bonnie does the spell. Once her contract is up, we attack. Bonnie can hopefully do the mind thing on Katherine to distract her, maybe even Klaus," Rick speculated. "Stefan suggested that Bonnie could possibly enable the Gilbert device to work again, but omitting certain vampires out."

"What's the Gilbert device?" Jenna and James asked at the same time.

"It sends this high pitch only they can hear and basically incapacitates them with pain for around 5 minutes or so," Rick explained

"So it's a dog whistle, but for vamps," James said, nodding his head.

"Yeah, but it's probably not going to be of use because she would have to specify which vampires not to affect, and if anything is messed up, the wrong side could end up on the ground," Rick said, dismissively.

"Which leads to you guys hiding in the woods with what? Stakes and vervain? You hoping to take her and the zombie out and call it a day?" James asked. "Not to mention the line of wolfsbane you'll need to have out for when the werewolves come out to play."

"Why would we be worried about that?" Jenna asked Rick. "I thought Tyler was the only problem…"

"About that…"Rick said with a sigh.

"I hate this town," Jenna said, chugging the last of her coffee.

"Were you born an asshole?" Katherine muttered to Klaus as she glared at him angrily.

"No. Like any talent, it took practice, love," he replied with a grin.

They were both sitting in the remains of Fell's church. After the fight, Klaus tracked Katherine down instantly and persuaded her to join him for a little talk.

"You know, one of these century's you are going to get bored with me….maybe you should find someone else to torture with your company," she complained as she paced around the floor.

He merely let out a small laugh and watched her closely, sensing her impatience.

She was itching to leave, but he was proving to be difficult to evade. By now he knew something was up tonight and wasn't going to let her go until he knew her plans. For now, she would let him play with her a bit before she made a run for it.

"If you have nothing important to say, I'm leaving. I already explained to you I was bored at the cemetery…not to mention I have some work to be getting to," she said eyeing the door.

"And what work would that be?" he asked with a wicked gleam in his eye.

"It's my business. When it's yours, I'll let you know," she said scathingly.

A second later, Klaus was in her face looking at her with glowing eyes. "I made it my business a long time ago to know what you are up to, Katherine. I'm always going to be around, like the conscience you never had. So why not fess up, it'll be less painful," he said, stroking her cheek.

She slapped his hand away and moved back in defiance. "Someday you're going to be sorry for what you've done."

"What I've done," he said with a laugh. "I wasn't the one to start the problem in the first place…Do I need to go over your little family history all over again?"

She snarled at him and this time pushed him back angrily. "That was centuries ago, eons, Klaus. Why do you insist I pay for something my great great nobodies did? What kind of pleasure can you possibly find in it anymore?"

Klaus narrowed his eyes, searching hers in the process. "Oh you'd be surprised at how pleasurable it is…Now what is up your sleeve for tonight?"

Katherine let out a disgusted sigh and began her pacing again. "If I tell you can I leave?"

"You're going to tell me either way," he said smugly, taking a seat on one of the decrepit pews.

"I captured a werewolf and tonight happens to be a full moon," Katherine said impatiently. "I plan to release her in all her glory onto the unsuspecting citizens of Mystic Falls."

"Making a wolf pack is your idea of fun?" Klaus said, rolling his eyes. "Please. Why would you bother with that?"

"I want some unsavory characters to suffer. What better than for their town to falter…its people murdered and families torn apart, maybe even literally," Katherine said wistfully.

"And you're not worried about them coming after you? They are pretty deadly on full moons, Katherine….but you know that," he said. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were looking to make a little wolf army…against me."

Katherine turned around, making sure her face was composed. "I'd have to turn more than this little town to take you down, Klaus. But if you're so scared of a few wolves, you can leave."

"I never leave a party when it's just begun. In fact, when that moon decided to peek it's little head, I'll be so close by it will be like I'm actually there," he said with a wink.

"See you tonight, love," he said wickedly as he left her alone in the church.

"I'm counting on it," she said under her breath.

Before she decided to leave, she made a quick sweep of the place, her eyes resting on a little alcove not too far from where the altar would be.

She nodded her head in approval and smiled. "It ends tonight, Klaus."

Sorry I took so long to update. I guess I jinxed myself by being on a roll with the other chapters. In all honesty, it was easy to write those because it was Delena centric, haha. But we are moving right along to where we need to be. Review and enjoy. Title is by Say Anything. Cheers.