Hello, I wrote about three chapters here, but then I realized I promised you all a longer chapter so I joined them together for you :D I hope you don't get bored. I'm glad you enjoyed the last chapter Audrey and I'm sorry I've been away so long, Kellie xx
Chapter 25
Bonnie's POV
"Eu teño o corpo que, eu teño a alma dela." (Ihaveherbody,Ihavehersoul)
"What you up to Witchy? Talking gibber as usual?" I heard Damon say and turned to see him placing a glass on the table and picking up the grimuar.
"Put it down Damon." I said.
He ignored me. "What the hell is a Xama spell?" He said.
"It's a spell to bring a witch back." I said simply, knowing he wouldn't understand.
"And what witch would that be? Dearest Emily perhaps?" HE said, keeping up the sarcastic humor and trying to disguise his pure interest.
"No actually." I said going along with the game. "Dearest Lily." His eyebrows came together in a frown, then rose slightly.
"Lily's not a witch." He stated.
"No, but she told me to use this spell to get her back." I said, snatching the grimuar off him and repeating the words in my head.
"What and you were just practicing?" He said sarcastically as he unfolded my fingers from around the grimuar and took it back. He looked down to it again.
"Eh-em." I said, pretending to clear my throat. I tried to grab for it but he held it up in the air, smirking as he read it above his head. I tried to reach for it but he went onto his tip toes, full blown grinning now, enjoying the teasing.
Right.
Damon winced and lowered the book allowing me to grab it, a grin spread across my face. "Ow." He said pointedly.
"You deserved it." I said holding the grimuar behind my back.
He grinned back. "No fair." He said.
I was beginning to like Damon a lot more, Lily had changed him. Lily's death had been hard on all of us but on Damon – I shivered – I couldn't even describe the effect it had had on him. But now that he was seeing her again, now that she was back. He was much more cheerful. Slightly – and I mean slightly – less annoying.
"What's going on in here then?" Elena said, walking in, her long brown hair combed into a ponytail and her fringe styled into a quiff. She looked happy as she waltzed into the room.
"Little Witchy here is playing ' Hurt the vampire with an aneurism for no apparent reason'." Damon said.
"No apparent reason?" I asked and raised an eyebrow. "He wouldn't give the grimuar back." I said to Elena, then looked at Damon. "Using our difference in height as a weapon." I said. "Sad move." I added in a whisper and grinned.
"Not that sad." He said, pretending to be defensive. "Would of won if you didn't like bursting brains."
"Look's like you guys have been having fun, then." Elena said. Then her eyes went blank and her face shocked.
"Elena, Elena what is it?" She didn't answer.
Damon walked over to her, his face concerned. He waved a hand in front of her face and there was no response. He placed a hand on the side of her face and closed his eyes, his jaw tense. Then he opened his eyes and relaxed, his eyes showing slight amusement. "She's talking to Lily." He said casually and walked to the table to pick up his drink.
I turned and scoffed. "She's talking to Lily?" I quoted. "Why does that not surprise or at least worry me?" I said guiding Elena to the couch and sitting her down. She continued to stare forward.
Damon snorted. "Why don't you ask Mr. Broody here, I'm sure he has all the answers you need stacked up in his fat concker." He said as he walked toward the arch door that separated the living room from the kitchen. He knocked on Stefan's head.
"Stefan, I didn't notice you there." I said.
He was still watching after Damon with a frown, and then he turned to me. "Only just got here." He smiled. "Elena, you hungry?"
"Um . . . she's a bit – distant at the moment." I said.
Stefan frowned once again and blurred next to Elena, looking worried. He stroked her face gently.
"Don't worry." I said, smiling a little to help him relax. "She's talking to Lily." I added and he sighed in relief, his frown relaxing.
Klaus's POV
I watched her sleep, she had thought I had left, but I hadn't. I didn't know why. And I didn't want to know why I was watching her peaceful face now and listening to her slow breath.
I kneeled down next to the bed and studied her face. She looked like her mother, but she also looked a lot like me. She had her mother's long perfect curls, her pale skin and her baby pink lips. But she had my face structure only a lot more feminine. She had my blue eyes and my dark hair colour. But she looked so much like her mother.
Pia Muratore.
I sighed, shaking myself out of my memories of the one person I had truly loved. The one person who had died in my arms. The one person I had lied about killing to Lily.
I tilted my head slightly and slowly lifted my hand to stroke Lily's face.
That's when her eyes began to move underneath her lids and her breathing hitched. She no longer looked peaceful, but shocked. Her torso lifted from the bed and she gasped as if she had been electrocuted. Then she let her breath out and sank back to the bed.
I took one step forward, looking down on her. What had just happened? Her face looked peaceful again, but I could still see the fast movement of her eyes underneath her eyelids. She was having some sort of dream. I turned to leave.
"Elena." I turned back; she was talking in her sleep. "Elena, is that you?" She murmured. "What are you doing here? Why am I here?" Pause. "Last thing I knew, I was sleeping." Long pause. Then she laughed. "Seriously? Bonnie and Damon hate each other; did they know you were watching them?" Small pause. "Ha ha, good on her." Longer pause. "I don't know. I was dreaming about you and the others, it must have caused some kind of psychic connection." Pause. "Stefan and Damon are what? Tell them to stop, kick them or something. I want to talk to you. Ha ha, okay, bye, I miss you. Tell Damon . . . I love him." She stopped talking and turned onto her side, her eyes still.
Hmm.
I turned to go again and walked slowly from the room.
Damon's POV
I walked back into the living room to find Stefan holding each side of Elena's face and staring into her blank eyes. "Come on, Elena. Snap out of it." She wasn't responding to him at all.
"Oh, for God's sake." I said walking over to them and shoving Stefan out of the way. I took Elena's necklace off and gave it to Stefan. "Fucking idiot." I mumbled. And said to Elena; "Say goodbye to Lily, now." Focusing directly on her eyes willing her to come back – her eyes closed slowly and she inhaled a breath.
She groaned and rubbed her eyes. "Aww." She moaned. Then she looked at me. "Muppet." She said.
I rolled my eyes and stood, "You're welcome." I said to Stefan. I sat down on the other sofa, opposite Elena. I looked at her and waited, but she simply looked back at me. "So . . ." I said, she should get the point.
"So . . ?" She said shaking her head in confusion.
I sighed. "So what did she say?"
"Oh, nothing really, we were just catching up." She said, shrugging. Then added. "And she said to tell you she loves you."
"Oh, that's . . . helpful." I said sarcastically. Secretly smiling at the last part. I stood and began to walk out again.
"Damon."
I stopped but didn't turn. "Yes, Bonnie?" I said.
"Don't you want to know about the spell that is going to bring the girl you love back?"
I turned slowly. She was smirking. I narrowed my eyes and sat back down. "Go on."
Bonnie's POV
I turned to Stefan and Elena since Damon already knew I had found a spell for Lily. "I found a spell in Gram's grimuar. It's called a Xama spell and it's made to bring back witches from the dead. And yes, before you say 'Lily's not a witch' I know. But Lily thinks that if she gathers enough strength it should work."
Stefan leaned forward in interest and Elena's eyes glinted with hope and curiosity. Damon stayed the same, unchanged by my words. "What would you have to do in order for this spell to work?" Stefan asked.
"For it to work we would need –"I cut myself off and glanced at Damon.
"– We would need Lily's body there." I said, looking at Stefan and Elena. Not daring to look at Damon. I heard his breath stutter and regain its pace quicker than before. "She would have to be there in a spirit state, too. Also, Lily said it would have to be on a full moon night, with her being a hybrid and all. Half werewolf."
Stefan nodded his jaw tight. I turned to Damon his eyes were cold and he was looking away to the window.
It had been months since we'd buried Lily. None of knew what Lily's body would look like now after that amount of time under ground. None of us really liked the idea of digging her up.
Especially Damon.
Suddenly, Damon looked to the clock, "When's the next full moon?" He asked.
"Um . . ." I flicked through the grimuar. Grams had listed every full moon for the next fifty years almost. My finger slid down the crumpled page to the next date. "Three days from now." I said. He nodded stiffly, rose and with and almost silent thank you, left the room. His earlier drink once again in his hand.
I sighed and slightly shook my head. "I don't like this."
Elena leaned over and placed her hand on mine. "It'll be okay. Damon's just having a hard time adjusting to the thought of seeing her old body." I noticed how she said 'old' and not any other word that might have upset anyone listening. "Just think about the positives. We're getting Lily back." She smiled. I smiled slightly, still not completely convinced.
Katherine's POV
"Katherine. She's coming back."
"So?" I asked.
He laughed. "Just saying." He said. "I thought you'd be bothered."
"Elijah. There are many things I'm feeling. Bothered, isn't one of them." I said. I was leaning against the tomb wall; the aching of the sharp stones pressing against my back had faded. I was now too thirsty, that I was surprised I could even talk.
Elijah was going on about how Lily was coming back and he thought I wouldn't want it to happen.
I did. I did want it to happen.
I might have hated Lily and she might have hated me.
But she was, after all, Lily Muratore.
I know, it doesn't make sense, but somehow I know that I have to be there when she comes back. And being stuck in here, it wasn't going to happen.
But one thing was for sure.
Lily was coming back.
Because something bigger was coming.
Elijah sighed. "Here."
A bottle hit me and I turned my head slowly but nastily to glare at Elijah. Then I caught scent of the thing I wanted. I looked down and saw the red liquid already pouring out of the bottle onto the floor and I winced when I made a grab for it and it hurt.
I brought the bottle to my lips and hastily drank it. When I brought the bottle away from my mouth I was gasping.
I felt the blood warm my body and restore colour to my skin. I wiped the blood that was making its way down my face and licked it from my fingers, savoring it.
Elijah stood from his place on the floor and brushed down his suit. "You'll be out of here, soon enough, Katherine." He turned and left.
"What does that mean?" I shouted after him. "Elijah!"
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Kelliex