Jenna continued to stare at the two girls with her mouth opened in shock. Emma looked from Jenna and Isobel to see the vampire focused on Elena, a fake soft smile on her face.
"Hello, girls. It's nice to see you again." Isobel said, causing Jenna to turn her attention to her.
"Again?" Jenna asked when the Gilbert sisters got closer to the door.
Elena opened her mouth as if to explain but she couldn't get one word out.
"So you're the woman who's dating my husband. I need to speak to Elena. May I come in?" Isobel asked.
"No!" Emma shouted, before Jenna even thought to say anything.
"Don't invite her in." Elena said, glaring at the vampire.
"I need to talk to you, Elena." Isobel said.
Elena glared at the woman. "No." she said, closing the door on Isobel's face. Both Gilbert girls looked to their aunt to see her in tears.
"You guys knew she was still alive?" The girls said nothing. Jenna nodded. "Rick? John? Did they know?" she asked, anger laced in her words.
"I can explain everything, Jenna." Elena began, but Jenna turned and ran up the stairs. "No, Jenna. Please wait." Elena called out, chasing after her.
Emma made the move to follow them, but stopped mid step. Even though they were both in the wrong for keeping Isobel a secret from Jenna, Emma felt that it wasn't her place to explain everything to Jenna. She jumped at the sound of Jenna's bedroom door slamming and then she heard Elena's pleas. All Emma could do was sit on the stairs with her head in her hands.
The following morning, Elena had called Alaric over to the house, to sort of corner Jenna to speak with her. Emma was against it, wanting to give Jenna some more time to process everything and not feel ganged up on, but Elena had done it anyways.
Upon hearing the doorbell, Emma rushed over from the kitchen and opened it to let Alaric in.
"Hey, is she up yet?" he asked, stepping inside.
Emma sighed. "She hasn't come out of her room since last night."
"What'd you tell her?"
"I haven't tried talking to her, but she's been ignoring Elena." she explained, shutting the door behind her.
Alaric stuffed his hands in his coat pockets. "We're gonna have to fix this." Emma nodded in agreement.
Just as Elena had joined the two, Jenna made her way downstairs. They greeted her, but she went straight for the front door.
"I don't want you here, Rick. You need to go."
"Okay, listen. I can't begin to imagine what you must be feeling right now." Alaric said.
Jenna set down her bag and turned to face the trio. "Rage and betrayal would pretty much cover it." She went to the closet and pulled out her jacket.
"Where are you going?" Emma asked, her arms crossed in front of her.
"I'm going to stay on campus. I have this thesis to write, and I don't want to be in this house." she said, putting the jacket on and picking up her bags.
"Jenna, please just stop." Alaric pleaded. "Let us explain to you exactly what is going on."
"Elena," Jenna said, ignoring Alaric. "I need you to go to the Lockwood's' today and accept the historical society's check for your mom's foundation."
Elena nodded. "Okay, but, Jenna, please just-"
Jenna threw open the front door. "I don't have it in me to hear any more lies from you." she said, slamming the door shut.
"Jenna!" Emma called out, and they three made to move to follow her.
"Let her go."
They turned around to see John causally enter the hallway from the kitchen.
"It's better that she's not here, what with everything that's going on. But maybe had you been a little more honest with her from the beginning, this-" And before John could finish his unnecessary speech, Alaric had punched him right in the face, leaving Elena and Emma in shock. John staggered back and wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve.
"Sorry." Alaric said, before leaving the Gilbert house.
Elena chuckled and looked over at John. "You know this is your fault, right?"
"Right." John said and he watched as Elena went upstairs.
Emma backed up slowly and went upstairs as well, not wanting to speak to John at all. She had stayed in her room for awhile, seeing Stefan go to Elena's room and then John doing the same. Emma decided to not get into it and let them handle it. She looked around her room and felt her pockets to then realize she left her phone downstairs. As she rounded the banister and headed towards the kitchen, she abruptly stopped when she saw someone blocking her way.
"How the hell did you get in here?" she sneered, her muscles tensing.
"Hello to you too, Emma." Isobel greet, a lazy smile plastered on her face.
"Elena! Stefan!" Emma shouted, stepping away from Isobel.
When Elena and Stefan made it to hall, John with them, Elena immediately became angry.
"I asked John for a do-over." Isobel explained.
Elena turned to John and pointed to the unwanted vampire. "You invited her in?"
John crossed his arms. "She has information about Klaus. Please, just listen to her, okay?"
Emma, Stefan, and Elena looked at each other and Stefan nodded, leading everyone to the dinning table. After everyone was situated, Isobel began.
"Since I was last here, I've been doing everything possible to find Klaus. We knew our best chance was to find him before he could find you." she said.
"Best chance at what?" Stefan questioned.
"To keep Elena alive." John answered.
"You don't get to talk, okay, not after everything you've done." Elena snapped, earning a worried glance from Emma.
"Were you able to find Klaus?" Stefan asked, hands on his hips.
"No. Nobody knows where he is, but there are these rumors that are flying around that a doppelganger exists." Isobel said.
"Which means any vampire that wants to get in favor with Klaus will be lining up to capture you." John finished.
"How do we know you're telling the truth?" Emma asked, narrowing her eyes at John and Isobel.
"Because, Emma, I care about Elena's safety." Isobel clarified.
"Really? The last time you were here, you made it pretty clear that you didn't give a damn about me. Now, I'm supposed to believe that you want to help?" Elena reminded.
"She's been helping all along." John said.
Emma scoffed. "And kidnapping Jeremy and I counts as helping?"
"Is it too late to apologize?" Isobel asked, causing Emma to look at the woman skeptically.
"Klaus has been obsessed with finding Katherine for centuries. All it would take was any one of those 1864 tomb vampires to spread the word around that Katherine was still alive, and it would bring him straight here to mystic falls, where you were bound to be discovered, so we killed them." John stated.
"And almost killed Stefan and Damon in the process." Elena pointed out.
Isobel stood from her seat. "I have a safe house that I can take you to. The deed is in your name. No vampires can get in without your permission, not even me. Let me help you."
It was obvious to Emma that Elena was thrown off from what Isobel said. "You wanna help? Then get the hell out of my house." Elena demanded.
Isobel seemed thrown off and looked over at John had a small smirk on his face. The vampire nodded. "Okay. If that's what you want." she said, clasping her hands behind her back and heading out the door as the rest's eyes followed her retreating figure in silence.
"Do you really thin that Isobel's telling the truth that word;s gotten out about the doppelganger?" Elena asked, sitting on the couch in the library of the boarding house.
Emma shrugged from her spot next to Elena. "Well, if Elijah knows about you, there could be a chance."
"Agreed. I don't trust a word that she says, but I think we'd be stupid to ignore the warning." Stefan commented.
Damon stared up at the ceiling as he lounged on the love seat couch. "You should just stay here." He lazily turned his head towards Elena. "It's better for us to keep an eye on you."
Stefan shook his head. "What, in the house that any vampire can enter? No. Their house is safer."
"Then we'll stay there." Damon suggested.
Emma inhaled sharply. "Yeah, I'd rather you stay over here." she said, earning a glare from Damon.
"So is that the plan? Neither of you will let me out of your sight again?" Elena asked, obviously looking a bit annoyed.
Damon rested and arm behind his head. "Let me know when you come up with a better one."
Elena sighed. "Fine. Then one of you two bodyguards is gonna have to come with me to the Lockwood luncheon."
Stefan smiled at the doppelganger. "That'd be me."
"Not me. I have witch stuff to attend to with Bonnie." Damon announced.
"Correction, with Bonnie and me." Emma said, using her index finger to point at herself.
"And what significance would it be having you come along?" Damon questioned.
"Well, I still have you as my chauffeur and my next destination just so happens to be at the-" She would have finished her sentence if it wasn't for Damon silencing her all of a sudden, leaving the poor girl confused.
"Don't get quiet on my account." A voice said behind the girl.
Emma turned around to see Katherine entering the library.
"If you have a plan to combat the impending vampire doom, please do tell." Katherine insisted, leaning against the table behind the couch. The others rolled their eyes and removed their gazes from the older vampire. "Seriously," she continued, "what is the plan to get us out of this mess, hmm?"
Stefan and Damon glanced at each other.
"I delivered you a moonstone, a werewolf, and the dagger to lure and kill Klaus, and right now all you have is a moonstone. Or so you tell me." she informed.
"Oh, we have it." Emma said, clutching a pillow to her chest.
"Really? Then where is it?"
Damon chuckled. "It's in a very safe place."
Katherine began to become aggravated. "I've been honest with you. Time to return the favor."
"Let me be honest with you." Injected Damon. "Don't mistake the fact that we haven't set you on fire in your sleep for trust."
Katherine crossed her arms. "Fine. Be that way." she said and, with that, she left the room.
Damon whistled, gaining Emma's attention. "Ready for a hike, pipsqueak?"
"This doesn't count, you know. Since we're walking." Emma mentioned, stepping over a bugling tree root.
Damon had driven Emma partially to a secluded area of the woods where they had met up with Bonnie and Jeremy and began their journey to the sight where the old witches were burned.
"I drove you close to here, not my fault that we need to walk for a little bit." Damon said.
Emma rolled her eyes and fell into step with Jeremy. "So, is this the spot Emily Bennett was killed, too?" she asked.
"Founders thought is was poetic burning her where the other witches burned." Damon explained.
"How do you know where the witches were burned?" Bonnie asked.
"Because I tried to save her." Damon said. "Emily was just my key to getting Katherine back before I knew what a nasty little bitch Katherine was." Jeremy let out a chuckle because of Damon's comment.
The quartet continued on in a peaceful silence, the only noise heard was the chirping of the birds above and the crunching of the leaves beneath their feet. It wasn't long before Emma could see an abandoned old fashion house covered with over grown plants and vines in the distance. Damon hummed.
"You're sure it's the right place?" Jeremy asked, hands in his coat pockets.
Damon answered with a slight nod. They continued the short distance that was left to the house and Damon opened the front door. As they entered the house, Emma was over whelmed with the intense feeling of multiple presences around her, not including Jeremy, Bonnie, and Damon. They ventured deeper into the home, but when Damon tried to come back across the room, an invisible wall stopped him, trapping him in the sunlight.
He laughed. "Whatever witchy prank you're playing, don't. It's not funny." he said to Bonnie.
The witch shrugged. "I'm not doing anything."
Damon faked a smile. "I can't move." he said.
Emma reached out, grabbed his arm, and tugged towards her with all her might, but Damon didn't even stumble. When she let go, a sizzling sound came to and Damon's face began to burn.
"Ah!" he cried out, his voice laced with pain as he said, "Oh, my ring's not working."
"What?!" Emma exclaimed. She quickly looked over at Bonnie and Jeremy. "What do we do? How do we stop this?"
Bonnie took a deep breath and closed her eyes in concentration. Damon continued to grunt in pain before he was able to lean forward and out of the ray of sunlight.
"I don't think the witches like you being here." Bonnie said.
"I guess this is the right place." Jeremy commented, setting his gaze on Damon.
Damon pointed towards the door. "I'm going to wait outside." he said, and left.
Emma looked around herself, feeling a tad bit uncomfortable. "You guys don't need me, right?" Without waiting for an answer, she left the two and joined the vampire outside.
"Don't tell me, you got scared." Damon pointed out, quickly glancing at the young Gilbert as she stood beside him.
She scoffed. "I'm not scared, I just don't like the feeling in there. It's like the witches are standing next to me and breathing down my neck." she explained, a shiver running down her back at the thought.
"Yup, scaredy cat."
She punched his arm. "Shut up. It's weird, I feel this weird connection with this place."
Damon's eyebrows rose in curiosity. "Really. Could it be that-" He thought for a second. "Never mind."
"What?" she questioned.
"What if you're about to see what happened here and that's why you feel people around you?"
She's never seen the past before, only the future. She had no idea if it was even possible to do that since seers were known to see the future. Emma shrugged. "I have no idea."
Damon grabbed her wrist and dragged her to one of the pillars in front of the house. "Well, how about we try it?"
Emma tried tugging her arm back. "Damon, I don't think-"
"Come on. It wouldn't hurt to-"
"But I really-"
"-try it out." Damon said, as he pressed her hand down on the wood.
"Da-" Emma let out a loud gasp as the scene around her completely changed.
It was no longer mid afternoon but midnight, with the full moon shining high above. Damon vanished from her side and she took note that the house was brought back to it's former glory, unchipped walls and the vines gone. She heard shouting behind her and turned to see two rows of four women, wearing 19th century outfits, tied to long pieces of wood. She assumed they were the witches. A large crowd of people, mixed with men, women, and children stood circling around those who were tied, many of the men holding torches. The children threw rocks at the poor women, hitting them sometimes in the chest and the head. The men holding the torches stepped forward and lit the ground underneath the witches. Emma yelled "Stop" but no one could hear her, whether it was because this happened in the past or her voice was drowned out by the witches' screams.
Her head began to pound and she squeezed her eyes shut in pain. When she reopened them, the screams were replaced with the chirping birds and the sun shone in her eyes.
"You okay, pipsqueak?" Damon asked, his hand still on her wrist, holding her's to the pillar.
"So, you may have been right." she said, pulling her hand away and stepping back from the pillar.
Damon opened his mouth to make a comment but was interrupted by the sound of his cell phone's ringtone. He pulled it out of his back pocket and flipped it open. "This is Damon." he said into the receiver. His eyebrows furrowed as he listened to the other person. "On my way." he said, pressing end and started walking towards the direction of the car.
"Wait, where are you going?" Emma asked, following behind him.
"There's an emergency at the Lockwood's. You can come if you want. Or do you want to spent some more time with the witches?" Damon suggested, lightly smirking at the end.
"I'm going." she said in a heartbeat. There was no way she was going to stay a minute longer in that house.
Damon and Emma walked up the steps to the Lockwood's mansion's front door, pushing past the guests that were being ushered out by Carol Lockwood. Emma entered the house first and immediately saw John's limp body laying on the floor, in front of the stairs.
"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, rushing to his side.
Carol reached out to pull Emma aside, but was stopped by Damon.
"Don't worry, she's good." he said, kneeling beside Emma. "How is he?" he asked Sheriff Forbes.
"He's dead." she confirmed.
Emma looked at the left side of his body and saw two punctures on the side of his neck with blood seeping out of the wound. Damon lifted John's left hand up to see that he was wearing the Gilbert ring.
He let out a sight. "He'll be fine in a couple hours."
"What are you talking about? Damon, he's dead." Carol said, obviously not knowing what the ring could do.
"The ring he's wearing has a spell on it. It protects you from death from the supernatural." Emma explained, looking up at the two older women behind her.
"But he's not breathing. He has no pulse." she informed, not grasping the idea yet.
"Oh, trust me. He will be." Damon said, moving to stand at John's head. He bent down and hooked his arms under John's armpits and began to drag him to the living room. "We're going to need a cover story- epileptic fit, alcohol binge, banana peel, what ever you want, but right now I just have to get him out of here."
Emma shrugged when Liz and Carol looked at her and she followed after Damon.
"Please be careful with him." she said as they went out to through the back door. They made it to Damon's car, which had been parked away from everyone else's and the vampire opened the trunk.
"Well," Damon grunted has he heaved John's body into the trunk. "we could always just leave him in the middle of the woods and pray the coyotes get to him before he wakes up." he suggested.
Emma gave him the 'really' look as they entered the car and made their way back to the boarding house. Damon parked and once again carried John inside the house, only to dump him on the floor. Emma didn't complain though, afraid that Damon would actually take John to the woods.
"Ugh." Damon said, looking down at the blood on his hands. "I'll be right back." And he vamped upstairs.
That left Emma alone. Well, alone with John but since he was dead, he didn't count. She went into the living room and flopped onto one of the couches. She didn't feel it before but a wave of exhaustion suddenly washed onto her. Her eyes were drooping down when she heard a crash upstairs. She got up to see Damon tugging a shirt on and heading towards the front door.
"Damn it!" he yelled, swinging the door open.
Emma ran to catch up to him. "What happened, Damon?"
"Isobel and Katherine happened." he replied, opening the car door and getting in.
Emma followed suit and buckled up. "What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that Isobel is a lying bitch and Katherine is a bigger bitch than her. They took the moonstone and Elena."
"What?!" Emma shouted as Damon zoomed down the road. "How are we going to find them?"
"Remember when Isobel kidnapped you and Jeremy and you were in that fancy house?" When Emma nodded, he continued. "Well, that house was on the market, meaning no one owned it and she was able to hide out there. I'm betting she's staying in a similar house as her hideout. But before we do that, we need to pick up Stefan."
Emma nodded and moved her way to the back seat, knowing Stefan would sit in the passenger seat. After they picked up Stefan back at the Lockwood's, they drove around the town, trying to find vacant homes. Damon stopped in front of a beautiful two story home and everyone piled out of the car.
"Think this is the one?" Stefan asked, helping Emma out of the back.
"Better be." Damon said, making his way around the car. "It's the nicest foreclosure in town."
Stefan marched his way to the door. "Swear to God, if she's not here-"
"Don't be such a pessimist."
They entered the home and looked around.
"I got upstairs." Stefan said, leaving the two.
Damon walked away too, to the back of the house. "Emma, stay there."
"Okay," she said, crossing her arms as she peered into the den of the house. She noticed two full luggage bags left by the front door. "Hey, I found Isobel's bags."
Damon reentered the foyer. "Then that makes this definitely the right place."
"Where are they?" Stefan asked, stomping down the stairs.
"I don't know, Stefan." Damon countered, obviously pissed.
"Guys, calm down. We'll find her." Emma injected.
They left the house and got back into the car. It wasn't until Emma got a call from Elena that they knew she was safe and at the cemetery in Grove Hill. They had made it back to the boarding house at night fall. Elena and Emma sat in the living room, the fire crackling in the background. Elena held a necklace in her hands that she traced over with her fingers.
"Is that Isobel's?" Stefan asked, sitting on one of the end tables.
Elena nodded. "I never thought I would feel bad about her being dead, and yet. . ." She trailed off, making Emma reach over and rest a comforting hand on her arm.
Stefan shook his head in understanding. "She was you mother."
They sat in a moment of silence before Emma broke it with a question. "Why did they let you go?"
Stefan shrugged. "Well, anything John told Isobel, we have to assume that Klaus knows, right? So he knows that you're not gonna turn yourself into a vampire. He knows that you have us keeping you safe."
"He knows I'm not gonna run." Elena finished.
"Which is why we need to take some precautions," Damon announced, entering the room with a pack of papers in his hands. "'cause we got played, all of us." He set the papers on Elena's lap.
"What's this?" Elena asked, looking down at the stack.
"It's the deed to our house. It's in Zach's name. As soon as you sign it, it'll be in your name." Stefan explained, his arms crossed as he looked down at Elena.
"You're giving me your house?"
"It makes sense." Emma pointed out. "That way, you get to say who can come in."
"Although I'll be super pissed if you lock me out." Damon said.
Emma smiled. "That actually wouldn't be a bad thing." Damon glared at the girl.
Back at the main hall way, they heard a loud gasp and John sitting up. Damon had vamped over to the man and lifted him up, his feet dangling above the floor.
"I swear I had no idea what she was gonna do. I'm sorry." John looked over at Elena. "I'm so sorry."
"Damon, let him go." Elena said, making Damon look at her as if she had three heads. "He and I need to talk."
Emma, Damon, and Stefan took that as the cue to leave, so they went over to the library to give them some privacy. Stefan walked over to the mini bar and poured him and Damon a drink, Emma declining his offer.
"Hey," Damon said, looking down at his phone. "Bonnie said the spell worked. She's locked and loaded."
"Finally, some good news." Emma said, sitting on the armchair of Damon's seat.
Stefan brought his glass to his mouth and took a swig of the drink. "Mmm. Katherine has no idea that Bonnie got her powers back. And Isobel had no idea what you guys took Bonnie to do today. We're the only ones who know."
Damon smirked. "That literally makes Bonnie our secret weapon."
Emma smiled and got up, changing her mind and getting water to drink. Though, as she was in midstep, her head pounded again, like before, making the girl grasp it and cry out in pain. She swayed, Stefan catching her before she fell, and she gasped, seeing flashing images before her eyes. She saw Katherine laying on the floor of some apartment. There was the sound of a man chanting and Katherine voice saying one name echoed loudly in Emma's head so much, that she said it aloud.
"Klaus."
Stefan and Damon glanced at each other quickly and looked at Emma in Stefan's arms. "What about Klaus?" Stefan asked.
Emma let out a shaky breath. "He's here. Klaus is here."
A/N: And here's the next chapter! I apologize for the long wait. Finals killed me this semester. And I failed half of them. Awesome, right?
So how was the chapter? I decided to expand Emma's powers by also letting her see the past. I had read that seers are also known as psychics so I thought it would be cool to incorporate those powers with her seer powers. Let me know what you think. :)
Anyways, there's another update coming your way! I might finish it late today or tomorrow so look out today and/or tomorrow. I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas and Hanukkah and are having an amazing Kwanzaa. 333