The Salvatore House~Nearly Complete~ Time Still Evasive
Carefully, though without the anxiety and fear from before, Abigail descended the stairs to the first floor. She walked slowly, but with a purpose. As far as she knew, the downstairs were complete. She hoped there wouldn't be anything to stop her, not putting her nightmare into words. Fear, she'd learned would do nothing, but hold her progress at a standstill.
As her feet touched the carpet lining the first floor, she felt her body still on its own, waiting for anything to stop her. Nothing came. Smiling she walked confidently through the rooms she knew like the back of her hand. She ignored the office. The garden called to her, a different sort of beckoning. To the sun, flowers, and as she crossed the door into the open, she realized the darkness of those shadows.
Mystic Falls, VA Halloween 2009
Everything came to a fever pitch on Halloween. Vickie Donavan fought against all of Stefan's attempts at an animal diet. Damon could have warned him, but the truth is is amused him to watch the brother that couldn't handle human blood dealing with another addictive personality.
He knew she'd die. Why would he care? She'd been a temporary distraction. A plaything during his boredom. A way to make Stefan and Elena's world a little more uncomfortable.
So why the Hell did he clean up the mess? Burying in the corpse, compelling Elena's baby brother's pain away, what the Hell was all that?
And to top it all off the Bennett witch had his crystal. Somehow his mostly useless ex-Caroline had passed it to her and now it was hidden away in Grandma Bennett's house. Bonnie was probably learning all about it's history from the old coot. Would this freakishly hellacious day never end?
Stefan felt terrible. Not only had he been forced to kill Vickie, but he'd been unable to give Elena the one thing she'd asked of him as a vampire. Instead Damon had done it. Giving Jeremy the peace that she was so certain he'd need to keep on the straight and narrow.
He hadn't needed an excuse to miss Devil's Night. Begging off for family obligations, he'd spent it trying to get through to Vickie, but her personality-addictive, had overwhelmed her.
Abigail would again take a back seat. Fixing Damon's messes and running interference with Elena and the human facade he was utilizing took all his time it seemed. When would Abigail be freed?
And now as his human birthday approached, he felt certain he had nothing to celebrate.
