A/N: Yay! It's my b-day todayyy! Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthdayyy! Thankyou everyone for all of your reviews and I promise I will try and update as soon as I can, also that there will be plenty of Delena on the way! Just seen the TVD preview for the first time on channel itv2 and season three is set to air on October 11th in the UK. I have written what I would love Bex to be like, so if I got her wrong, sorry! Love you guys soo much you are so supportive xx (: - Leahlovessalvatore124 – P.S Reviews would be the best B-Day present ever and would totally make my day – thanks again!

Chapter Twenty Five – What Game Are You Playing

"Lockwoof I need you."

Damon was standing on the porch watching Tyler's mouth flop open and Barbie looking equally shocked.

Caroline opened her mouth to make a funny remark, but then Damon gave her a look and she shut it. She could tell he was trying to be serious.

Caroline nodded once, dragged a stunned Tyler into the car and waited for Damon to slide it into gear. They were on the road in seconds. He'd already called Alaric. She hadn't gone to his like he'd predicted. So maybe this was something else..maybe something had happened when she'd been on her way..

Just as Damon was thinking this, Caroline gave him a sharp tug on the shoulder.

"Hey, Damon, what make is Elena's bag?"

Damon rolled his eyes gripping the wheel and trying to remain calm.

"Blondie, as soon as we get Elena back I swear I will gladly talk girly fashion tips with you while we paint our nails, but right now can you please just focus? For one second?"

Caroline huffed, giving him a death glare as she leant back into the seat. It was only a couple of minutes later when she cleared her throat.

Damon sighed.

"What now?"

"Fine, fine, it's not like you would believe me if I just said I saw Elena's bag on the last turn, silly little Caroline, she doesn't know ANYTHING." Caroline snapped.

Damon kicked in the breaks faster than she could finish.

"Well why didn't you just say so in the first place?"

"I..You said..oh, forget it." She grumbled, pointing to it as Damon reversed and drove back up the long winding road where it was laying abandoned on the pavement, its contents sprawled out everywhere.

Caroline and Damon blurred towards it with Tyler close behind them, fishing through the pile of things. Yep. It was definitely Elena's.

"Hey, where's her phone?" Tyler said, frowning. Damon frowned too. He was right. Who ever had taken her – he felt his hands ball into fists at the thought – had obviously needed it. But he ignored the thought. She was smart, she'd probably slipped it into her pocket when no one was looking. He hoped.

"Where now?" Caroline cut in, breaking the silence.

"Hell, I don't know Caroline. You got any bright ideas?"

The blonde vampire rolled her eyes.

"You mean you haven't thought about actually calling the phone?"

Damon snorted, pulling out his phone, pausing when he saw the picture of Elena smiling and looking down, her hair around her face, laughing as she tried to hide from the camera, his phone wallpaper, before hesitantly dialling her number that he knew by heart. Someone picked up on the first ring.

There was random bashes of noise in the background, but no one answered. Damon answered first, impatience and anger ringing in his voice, knowing in every corner of his mind that it would be Elena who would answer.

"I swear to God if you even so much as touch her I will hunt you down and I will kill you." He growled. A childish giggle erupted from the other end of the line, and he recognised it instantly, and nearly dropped the phone. He swallowed. If this person had Elena..it might already be too late.

"What game are you playing Becky?" Damon snarled, keeping the surprise out of his voice.

The answer was practically a purr.

"Game? Who said I was playing anything?" She chuckled, then sighed. "Okay, I'll give you a clue. I'm hungry, I'm thirsty, and if you don't go along with my fun I will grab her by the throat, and when I hear the bells, I will eat her."

Damon thought for a moment. What the heck did she mean by 'the bells'?

"Or how about you give me back my girl, and then I will kill you quickly, instead of slowly and painfully." He replied threateningly. There was no sound from the other end of the line.

"You don't want to get on my bad side Damon Salvatore. Because do you know what happens to those people who do?" She questioned, her voice low and menacing.

"Oh, please, do tell." Damon quipped, gritting his teeth.

"They die." She snarled, before cutting him off.

Damon cursed out loud.

"What's going on?" Tyler asked and Damon stalked angrily back to the car.

"First I'm going to find Bex, and then I swear I am going to rip the bitch apart."

He said, as everyone but him clicked in their seatbelts and the car jolted forward, launching onto the highway.

"I think the part about the bells was a kinda hint." Tyler wondered out loud, after Caroline had quietly explained to him everything she'd heard with her vamp-hearing.

"Wait, how many places are there in and around Mystic Falls with bells?" Caroline said to no one in particular.

Tyler snorted.

"About three, not many. Just some old Churches and stuff. My Dad dragged me and my Mom to them for some crappy Mayor get togethers."

Caroline squinted her eyes.

"Hey, has anyone got the time?"

She asked, and Tyler showed her his watch.

"Thanks Hon." She said. "It's, what, three past two, and don't Churches ring, like, every hour or something?"

Damon nodded.

"I think you might be on to something."

Caroline grinned.

"I'm not girly little Caroline anymore."

"I think the nearest one is about a couple miles or so from here." Tyler said, tilting his head at the road sign on the left side of the road that had a picture of a cross and read 'Abery Road Church'. Damon narrowed his eyes for a second.

"Hang on a minute. I think I know where they are."

He said with a grin, then drove as fast as he could towards Abery Ranch warehouse.