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I never did hear back from Bonnie about her date I realised once I was settled in bed that night. I grabbed my phone from the bedside table to check to see if I'd missed anything from her. Nope. Just that message I didn't bother to read about how Elena and Stefan were digging up that damn grave.

Sighing, I let the phone drop beside me. If I'd just read that text when it first came through then maybe, just maybe, none of that would have happened, Damon and I wouldn't be pissed off at each other.

But then again, they probably would have gotten rid of the grimoire...and that would have been Damon's last chance at getting Katherine back for like another century. Maybe forever.

God, this sucks, this whole situation sucks.

Rolling over, I opt to try and sleep this whole thing off.

"Marriage?" a girl perhaps only a year younger than I asked.

"You are of age now," what appeared to be her mother told her, brushing a hand through her hair as she removed the braids in her hair. "Plus, we have had a few offers already. One from a certain family you seem to like spending a lot of time with..."

The girl turned her head away, clearly trying to hide a blush. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Don't play coy," her mother teased, "I know you walk the long route back just so you can spend a few more minutes with them."

The girl bit her lip, realising she may not have been as discrete as she once thought.

"Your father and I will take into consideration the other offers, of course, we don't want to play favourites," her mother continued, "But it would be nice for you to be accepted into such a well off family."

"Yes...of course."

"Anyway, let's tidy up a bit before the boys come back."

Waking up calm and well-rested is always nice, a lovely change from other nights. These dreams always make me want to go back to sleep though, to simpler times where I seem to have no troubles. Well, I'm sure it's not true, but at least the troubles are different from the ones I have to deal with now.

Rolling over in bed, I see the tuff of head and the sound of button smashing.

Confused, I pull off the covers and see Kieron playing away on the Gameboy, Mario I think.

"Morning," he said, not taking his eyes off the screen.

I blinked, taking a breath to reply something along the lines of get out, what are you doing in here, but end up just sighing and yanking the covers back over us. "Morning."

"Your phone ran out of charge, by the way."

Narrowing my eyes, I asked, "And how would you know that?"

"I was texting Tyler."

"You were what?!"

"He wants to meet at the Grill later to wait for Matt to get off work," Kieron continues as if it's perfectly normal and appropriate. "Some guy Duke has a party tonight, can I come?"

"What?" I say, shocked. "No, it's not for kids, what time did Tyler want to meet at?"

"Why not?" he pouts, finally turning to look at me.

I rolled my eyes, "What time?"

He shrugged, "One, I think. Said he would come to pick up."

Leaning back to check the clock on the bedside table, I gape at it before jumping out of bed and rushing to my closet to grab clothes. "Get out! I'm late!"

"Not my fault you didn't set an alarm..."

"Kieron! Out!"

"Fine, I'm going, I'm going. Jeez, woman."

I take a deep breath as he closes the door behind him, only slightly stressed. Tyler is used to me being late, so this isn't going to be much difference I guess.

Thankfully, by the time I hear the door knocking downstairs, I've managed to brush my teeth, get changed and put on the minimalist amount of make-up. If Caroline catches me before tonight, she might help me put more on but that'll do for now.

As it's getting colder, I grab my bomber style jacket and shove my bobble hat in the pocket for later. I grab some money, and my phone only to curse that it's out of charge. Do I bother bringing a charger with me?

"Skye?" I hear my mom call from downstairs. "That's Tyler here!"

"Just a second!" I call back, thinking I might as well try and charge it while I'm at the Grill, even if it's so I can let my mom know I'm okay later.

I quickly tie my hair up in a ponytail, noting how long it'll take to make it look semi-presentable with how messy it is. Should have blowdried it, shouldn't have slept with wet hair, again.

Rushing down the stairs, I grin at Tyler as he desperately tries to keep up with three conversations at once. Dad always likes talking to him about the football, not quite having gotten Kieron addicted to it, Mom is her usual trying to play matchmaker self, and Kieron is well. Kieron.

"Okay, we're off," I say, giving my mom a kiss on the cheek.

"Can I come?" Kieron asks Tyler, hanging onto his leg. "Please? Skye says no but you're in charge!"

"Hey!"

"Sorry, bud, not this time," Tyler replies, ruffling Kieron's hair in an attempt to stop him pouting.

"Will you be back late?" Mom asks me.

"Probably," I reply, still unsure of the plan. "I'll let you know if I'm staying over at Caroline's or Tyler's or...wherever."

"You better," she says, squeezing my arm gently. Yup, better keep in touch this time. Or else I'm really in trouble.

We say a few goodbyes before finally escaping to the car with a sigh.

Tyler turns to me with a grin. "So, did Kieron - "

"He told me you two were texting," I said, rolling my eyes. "I've got to be careful with what I keep on that phone, man. He keeps managing to guess my passwords!"

"Don't make them so obvious then, simple."

"They're not obvious!"

"2 5 8 0."

"...whatever."

Tyler and I make it to the Grill just after the rush hour it seems, however it is still a little busy. We sit up beside the pool tables, next to the wall where I'm able to charge my phone and we'll easily be able to grab a pool table once it becomes free.

Matt comes over to chat for a bit and takes our order for food straight in, laughing at the shenanigans we tell him of this morning. Our food comes back with a different server, and we eat in comfortable silence for a while. Both of us, very hungry and not caring to keep up a conversation.

Once we're done, and my phone has sufficient enough charge on it, we move over to the pool tables to set up a game where Tyler, of course, is trying to sell Duke's party.

"Dude, it's ten kegs, you know how much damage we could do with ten kegs?" Tyler says, clearly excited. "Duke's got it all hooked up."

"Duke's a douche," Matt says, not amused.

"A douche with ten kegs," Tyler replies. "AKA, my new best friend."

I smack his arm with the cue stick, making him yelp and one Jeremy Gilbert snort from the sidelines, looking over notes and books. He's really cracked down on his studies since...everything.

"What's the problem, Gilbert?" asks Tyler, ever so friendly.

"Don't have one, Lockwood."

"The problem is don't let Kieron hear you ditching his best friend status for some douche," I interrupt, not wanting these two to have another tiff in the middle of the Grill of all places. If we get barred from here then where the hell will we ever go again?

"You ever get bored of it?" Matt then asks him.

"Bored of what?" says Tyler as he's chalking up.

"Yourself."

"Oh!" I laugh as Matt walks off, gently punching Tyler on the back.

"Keep laughing, I'm kicking your ass in this."

"That's not an achievement and you know it."

From the corner of my eye, I see the one and only Caroline Forbes come in, looking as lovely as ever. She heads straight for Jeremy however, a woman on a mission indeed it seems

And because it's Caroline, we can hear her well enough from our short distance away.

"Where is Elena? I have been texting her, Bonnie and Skye all day about Duke's party," I hear her say, "I swear, I'm not going to be one of those girls who just ditches her friends because of some guy."

"Um, Elena's somewhere with Stefan I think, and Skye is right behind you," Jeremy says.

Caroline turns around and I wave, only feeling slightly in danger.

Tyler leans down slightly and whispers, "Do you need to run?"

"Not yet," I whisper back, grabbing the cue from him to take my shot. "But let's monitor the situation for now."

"Roger that."

Over the course of the next approximately 5 to 10 minutes, Tyler and I not very discreetly watched our dear friends interact, unfortunately not able to hear them from the distance now. Matt occasionally kept glancing over Caroline's shoulder as they spoke though, which of course made her turn to see what was going on and may have caught Tyler and I staring.

After their conversation though, which I hope was a good one, Matt goes back to work and Caroline makes her way over to us.

"Get ready," Tyler warns me, handing me the cue stick. "Use this, I'll fend her off for as long as I can!"

"I'm gonna need longer than 10 seconds, Ty!"

"Hey!" Caroline said, now beside us.

Jokingly, Tyler and I held onto each other for dear life, terrified. "She's here!"

Not amused, she crossed her arms over her chest. "What are you two doing?"

"Nothing," we lied in unison.

She then turned to me and raised an expectant eyebrow. "Why haven't you been answering your phone? Have you guys been ignoring me?"

I hold my phone up to show that it's only got a small amount of charge in it. "It died last night, I woke up late and didn't have time to charge it before leaving the house. I'm sorry... If it makes you feel any better, I haven't heard from Bonnie or Elena since last night either."

"Where are they?" she sighs, clearly frustrated. "You know, they always try to exclude me! If it weren't for you, I don't know if we'd still be friends."

"I'm uh...gonna go get a drink," Tyler said, promptly excusing himself.

Sighing at his quick exit, I wrap my arms around Caroline and give her a good hug. "I'm sure that's not true. Caroline Forbes, you are the most amazing person I know, and once you realise that the world is not going to be able to contain handle your greatness! Now, can you help me with my make-up later?"

"Of course," she says, pulling away with a smile. "And thanks, Skye."

"Do you want a game of pool?"

"Calm down, I don't need that much of a confidence boost."

Caroline, Tyler and I hung out at the Grill until Matt was finished work where we then headed towards Matt's house, mainly so he could shower and change before we went to the party.

Finally able to check my phone properly after charging it on and off for the past couple of hours, I see a flurry of texts from none other than Stefan.

Ignoring Caroline and Tyler's bickering from Matt's kitchen, I listen to some of the voice messages he sent me only a few hours ago.

"Skye, please pick up, have you seen Elena? Anna's taken her and I'm worried. Call me, please."
"Hey, me again, I know you and Damon had a bit of a fight last night but is there any chance you can convince him to tell me where Anna is keeping Elena? Please. I've not been able to contact Bonnie either and I'm getting worried."
"Hey Skye, let me know you're alright. I managed to find Elena and Bonnie, they're alright. We're heading to Bonnie's Grams' house now."

And just as I'm finishing the last voice message, my phone rings.

"Popular today, are we?" Tyler calls, interrupting his own argument with Caroline, meaning he's probably losing with whatever it is they're talking about.

"Pipe down and let me see what Stefan wants," I replied before putting the phone to my ear. "Hey, Stefan, I just listened to your voicemails the now."

"So you're alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. My phone has been dead most of the day. What the hell did you mean by you managed to find Elena and Bonnie though? Where were they?" I asked, trying to be quiet so the other two wouldn't try and eavesdrop. They may have their differences, but being nosey wasn't one of them.

"Anna had taken them for the ritual, she knew that Bonnie would open the tomb to protect Elena," he explained.

"Wow, wow, wow, who the hell is Anna?" I asked, unable to remember if I've met this one before.

"She's the other vampire in town that was after the journal. She's been spending a lot of time with Jeremy too."

I realised though that a lot of this still didn't make sense. "Wait, but why does she want Katherine out of the tomb? Were they friends?"

I hear him scoff from the other end of the phone, answering that question quite easily. "Hardly. There were other vampires that were trapped in the tomb that night. Anna's mother was one of them."

That revelation made me stop. Her mom is in the tomb, she's been separated from her mom for so long... I guess I can understand why she went to such extremes.

"Well," I say, forcing myself back to the present. "Honestly, despite everything I'm still on the side of getting that damn tomb open. When is the comet again? Tomorrow right?"

"Tonight."

"Tonight?!" I accidentally yell, quickly turning to see both Tyler and Caroline's shocked expressions. I awkwardly wave and walk further through Matt's house, further away from where they can eavesdrop. "Stefan, Duke's party is tonight. In the woods. Near the cemetery bit. Where everything is going to be kicking off."

"You're kidding..." I hear him sigh.

"I wish," I reply, rubbing the back of my neck gently. "So, are you guys still gonna try and stop a girl from having her mother, a man saving the woman he loves? The sides are both quite morally grey at this point."

"No," Stefan says, surprising me, to be honest. "However," oh no... "despite us wanting to help, there's no way Damon trusts either of us now, and to stop him from doing anything irrational, we were hoping maybe you could speak to him..."

Sighing, I look up to hopefully have some deity give me strength. "I haven't heard from Damon since last night, and I don't really want to speak to him right now."

"Skye - "

"You know, maybe it's for the best we leave it on bad terms," I continue, not sure I fully believe what I'm saying. "Maybe it'll be easier for me to see him go... Is it ever easier, Stefan?"

The silence on the other line makes me wonder whether my phone has ran out of battery again, but then I finally hear him say, "No, it doesn't... So, you won't talk to him then?"

"Sorry..."

"Don't worry about it, we'll make it work. If you're going to this party tonight be careful, yeah?"

"Will do. If anything drastic changes let me know, I also don't want a bunch of Voldemorts crashing Duke's party."

"Voldemorts?"

"I'll talk to you later, bye!" I say, shutting the call off with a sigh.

It's then I notice Caroline peaking from around the corner. Arms folded over her chest, she raises an eyebrow at me. "Voldemorts?"

"Yeah," I say, walking back towards her. "I know you invited Jeremy to this party, but I don't want there to be just children showing up to this."

"He is hardly a child now!"

"He's a big baby," Tyler agrees, not turning around from watching some football rerun on TV.

"Whatever," Caroline said, turning back to face me. "Was that Stefan? What happened with Bonnie and Elena?"

"Um," I say, strong start, "Bonnie's gram was a little ill last night I think, and Elena was helping out. That's why they haven't been on their phones all day."

Caroline gasps and actually looks really concerned. God, of course, she would be, Sheila is always lovely to us and Bonnie loves her and why did I lie about something so awful! "Oh my gosh, is she okay?"

I nod my head quickly to reassure her. "Yeah, yeah, I think so. Stefan was telling me he was just taking them home from the hospital now. Don't worry too much, come on, let's see if Matt's finished doing his hair, I swear, he spends longer on it than you do."

We have a quick couple of drinks at Matt's house, some snacks too, once he finally comes down the stairs ready. Caroline helped me put on a little more makeup too while we waited, thankfully before the drinks came out.

The four of us mainly walked to our destination, quite easily able to find where the party was from the music, the noise, the fire, and the mass of people already here. People's cars were parked left right and centre, no order to it anywhere. Everyone was bundled up to keep warm from the cold, truly making me realise that summer was gone.

Shivering, I shove my hat on my head, glad I brought it with me. Looking up at the sky, I do my best to try and ignore what will be happening soon, maybe even happening right now...

Tyler claps his hands together. "Right," he says, smirking knowingly, "Drinks?"

"You know it," I grin, eagerly following him into the crowd of people, ready to forget the night away.

I end up bumping into a bunch of people from my drama class, and of course, Tyler unable to remove himself from his jock stereotype continues on towards the drink section. Wow, can't believe he ditched me for Duke the douche.

Either way, I ended up having fun for what felt like the first time in a while without anything supernatural happening. Well, nothing I was involving myself in, anyway.

Everything was going fine until Caroline appeared beside me, grabbing my arm. Perhaps a little tipsy on my part, I turn to her with a look, and she just groans, dragging me up and away to a more secluded part of the forest. Thankfully still plenty of folk around. I do not want to get munched on while drunk.

Wait, if a vampire drinks a human with alcohol in their system will that get them drunk? This is something I'm gonna need to ask Damon next time I...never mind.

"Care, what's up?" I ask, leaning back against the tree behind me. I smile at her. "You're so pretty."

"Get your head in the game, Skye, I messed up, big time," she stresses, making me try and be a bit more serious. Oh god, what has she done? "I was super lame, you're not gonna believe!"

And despite her troubles, I'm just glad I'm dealing with teenage drama rather than supernatural drama right about now.

"I just had to try and shove Matt and I's brand new, still kind of rocky relationship in front of Elena! Uh! And worse of, Damon saw it too, god he was such a dick."

I perked up, "You seen them here? Together?"

She nodded her head. "Yeah, he dragged her off somewhere. I haven't seen them since, nor Stefan and Bonnie I might add. But well, I guess Bonnie might not want to come tonight, that's fair..." Caroline said, trailing off a bit into a mumble at the end. "Just...I've thought of a speech, can you listen to it before I say it to Matt?"

I smile, "Of course."

"...do you think he'll forgive me?" she asks after, biting her lip nervously.

"Yeah," I say, honestly. "I think he will. Come on, let's go find him."

We link arms and go forth with our mission.

"So..." she starts, and I know I'm in trouble in some way shape or form. "How are things going between you and...you know, Damon?"

I sighed, definitely not wanting to be having this conversation right now. "Things aren't going anywhere in fact...we had a fight..."

"About what?"

"About...trust, I guess," I shrugged, not sure how to remove the vampire part of this discussion. "He and Stefan have a really rocky relationship, and I think that really affects his relationships with other people. He thought I had in some way betrayed him, when I hadn't and just...we yelled at each other, it wasn't nice."

Caroline gently rubs my arm in a comforting manner. "When was this?"

"Last night...and I only really realised that day that maybe you were right...maybe I do kind of...maybe, just maybe...like him..."

"I knew it!"

"No need to sound so happy about it..."

"It's okay, Skye," Caroline says, gently, "You are amazing, and if he can't realise that then he wouldn't deserve you. You'll find someone who will love you and care for you the way you deserve, and they will be worth the wait."

I sighed. "I didn't have my heart broken, Care."

"Not yet, anyway."

"Anyway! Let's find Matt!"

And for the next maybe fifteen minutes we walked about, giggling any time either one of us stumbled into the other, occasionally saying hi to folk we knew from school but not sticking around much longer to talk. We eventually see Matt in the distance, falling asleep against a tree, and then Tyler swooping in and stealing his drink.

I try to stifle my laughter as we approach, to spare him the embarrassment.

"Well," I announce, grabbing onto Tyler now, "We are clearly not drunk enough, let's get more drinks."

"Hey-"

And so Tyler and I went to get more drinks.

We sit down on a log, a makeshift bench, and I lean my head on his shoulder, not really wanting this new drink.

"Alright, what's up with you?" he asks suddenly.

I blink slowly, trying to focus back in. "What?"

"Why are you all mopey?"

"I'm not mopey," I pout.

Tyler picks the drink out of my hands easily, saying, "You're mopey" before finishing it off in one go. "Stop being mopey."

"I'm not mopey."

"Only mopey people say it in that tone of voice. Now what's up, or else I'm gonna go make out with Louise right now."

"Ty, no, you're drunk, don't do it!" I say quickly, sitting up. "Fine! I'm a little mopey, I don't mean to be, but it's all Damon's fault! Okay, maybe mine too but mostly his."

Tyler sighed, "What happened?"

"We had a fight, things were said, not very nice things...and now he might be leaving...and I'm gonna still miss him..."

"Then go tell him," he says, standing up. I look up at Tyler who grabs my hands and lifts me to my feet. "Matt said he saw him earlier, so let's go find him. Apologise, kiss and makeup. Either things can go back to normal between you two, or your conscious will be cleared and you can come back to party properly without the mopey attitude."

Even though I think we may have overkilled our use of the word 'mopey' tonight, I guess I agreed with drunk Tyler, which is a terrifying thought in itself.

Damon is my friend, friends sometimes fight, it's fine, so long as you apologise after and mean it, and also learn from it. Plus, after some thought, I don't want potentially our last interaction to be bad, not after all the good times we have had.

Yeah, I'm gonna go find him and try and say sorry before all this is over.

Let's go.

Along the way to the church where the tomb is, I end up losing Tyler, which is probably a good thing considering that I come across Stefan burning some poor guy alive.

As he collapses and his screams quieten, the flames fading not long after, I can't help but stare at Stefan who then seems to realise I'm here.

"Skye."

"Dude, what the fuck."

And then I throw up, believe it or not. Being drunk and the smell of rotten flesh will do that to you.

Stefan leads me down to the tomb where Bonnie and Sheila stand worryingly looking at the entrance of the eerie-looking tomb. He hands me a bottle of water which I graciously take and chug quickly.

"Where's Elena?" Stefan asks them.

"Damon took her inside," Bonnie replied, coming over and giving me an over the shoulder hug.

"Dude, what the fuck."

"What?" Stefan said, clearly about to rush in if Sheila hadn't grabbed him.

"Stefan!" she called, "If you go in there, you won't come out."

Both Stefan and I look at her confused.

"What did you do?" he asked.

"Opening the door didn't remove the seal, it just opened the door," Sheila explained. "Some seals come vampires from entering, some seals keep them from leaving."

"I wonder what one this is," I groan.

"Elena's human, she can leave," Stefan said, hopefully thinking out loud and not just saying the obvious. "Katherine and Anna can't..."

"Damon can't either," I said, not exactly happy about that fact. He's been betrayed, again. No wonder he can't trust anybody.

We spend the next few minutes waiting for Elena to come out, hoping that she was alright in there. I continued to sip on the bottle of water I was handed earlier, holding onto Bonnie's hand for comfort.

I'm fiddling with one of the mini torches they had brought along, thinking it isn't too bad sitting out here until we hear Elena scream bloody murder.

And then I'm up and rushing in, following right behind Stefan before I can stop him and before Bonnie or Sheila can stop me.

I click the little torch on, grateful I've sobered up a bit, and begin making my way through the tomb.

It is definitely spooky in here, dark and a little claustrophobic in general, and I'm beginning to question my decision when I come to a set of crossroads. I didn't expect there to be a maze down here!

Well, in a situation like this, let's stick with the wall on our left, don't wanna get completely lost...

The journey through these caves is quite ominous already, I can practically hear the spooky music playing in the back of my head. However, it only sank in that this is a real tomb filled with real people, real vampires, when I start seeing the bodies lying against the walls, laying on the floor. All of them wearing the clothes from their time, all of them looking like living skeletons, barely clinging onto their life.

I gingerly stepped around and over them, doing my best to keep my distance, not wanting to be grabbed by any of them and made a meal of.

Eventually, I see light coming from one of the tunnels.

Thinking it's Elena, I speed up, slowing down as I see it's instead Damon, alone.

He kicks the torch on the floor against the wall in fury, mumbling to himself angrily.

"Damon?" I say, making him turn to me.

"She's not here..." he mumbles, I'm barely able to hear him.

"What?"

He turns to me, the veins in his eyes prominent, showing his more vampire face filled with anguish. "She's not here!" he screams and flings a blood bag against the wall. I flinch as it makes contact, watching as the contents of the bag drip slowly down the wall.

It's then I hear the whispers all around us.

But I do my best to ignore them, focusing instead on the panic Damon is going through right now.

"It doesn't make any sense," he says, shaking his head, tears in his eyes, "They locked her inside, she should be here, where is she?"

"Hey," I say, approaching him slowly. "It's gonna be okay, but we've got to get you out of here first, yeah?"

"How could she not be in here?" he asks, voice cracking.

I place a hand on his arm to stop his pacing and try calm him down, bring him back to earth. "Damon, please, we'll figure something out. We need to get you and Stefan out of here though, okay?"

"Skye," Damon says suddenly, looking down at me with such pain and confusion in his eyes, "Why isn't she here?"

Shaking my head and trying to hold back tears of my own I reply, "I don't know...and I'm so sorry, Damon. I'm so, so sorry."

And then rushing from around the corner Stefan appears. "We need to get out, now! Bonnie and her gram are able to hold down the seal but we have to leave, now!"

"She's not here," Damon repeats sadly.

Stefan grabs his brother's arm, "She isn't worth spending all of eternity down here for, let's go!"

"No!" Damon yells, snatching his arm back.

"Damon!" I yell back, snatching his attention off Stefan for a moment. "Please, we have to go. We have to."

With a huff, Damon roughly fixes his jacket back on properly, and we're on the move.

Halfway along the corridor, we bump into Elena who Stefan promptly turns back around and we continue moving out of the tomb quickly. As soon as we exit, the door slams shut behind us with a bang.

My heart racing in my chest, I take a moment to realise I could have been trapped in there if we were only a few seconds late.

As Bonnie and her gram take a minute to recover, Elena and Stefan share an embrace, I turn to Damon who currently faces the wall, his shoulders shaking slightly.

Still aware of the fact that the last time we properly spoke we had a major fight, and what he went through is probably the worst-case scenario, I cautiously approach him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder to turn him around.

The sheer and utter brokenness in his eyes breaks my heart, and it takes everything in me not to cry from just that.

I gently place a hand on his cheek, watching as he closes his eyes for a moment. "I'm sorry," I say, hating my voice for breaking at the last moment. I wrap my arms around him tightly after that, hiding any tears that may escape.

Feeling his arms wrapping around my waist firmly brings me some comfort, and I hope he feels it too. We stand like that for a few moments, and thankfully the others excuse themselves accordingly. Bonnie taking her gram who was quite tired up, and Elena rushing to check on Jeremy who was apparently knocked out up the stairs.

Slowly I feel Damon pulling away, but still standing his ground. "We're good, right, Skye?" he says quietly, looking completely drained.

"Yeah," I say, holding back tears and smiling the best I can, "We're good, Damon."

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