Dalex is official! I love that they finally made it a real relationship and that Katherine is no longer interfering with Damon's heart. But it looks like she's using Jace to get to Alex's. We will see where it goes!
Season 2 Episode 6 Plan B
You never know how amazing it is to wake up next to a person you really care about until you wake up the next morning. My eyes opened when the sun travelled into the windows and hit my eyes. When they were opened and adjusted to the light I laid eyes on Damon.
My boyfriend.
I shivered slightly, a smile spreading across my face. He was asleep, making him look peaceful and innocent. I never thought I would ever say that Damon looks innocent. I reached forward, gently pushing a lock of hair out of his closed eyes. He twitched but didn't wake up. I don't know how long I laid there, just watching him, memorizing everything about this sight before me.
"Stop staring at me." Damon said, eyes still closed. I was slightly shocked that he knew what I had been doing, I then wondered how long he had actually been awake. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks when his blue eyes open and landed on me. He was the one to touch me now, taking his fingers along my warm cheeks, resting until they were clasped around my chin.
"Sorry." I mumbled. "I didn't mean to wake you up."
"I'd rather watch you than my eyelids anyway." He commented. I blushed even harder. I never imagined that sleeping in the same bed as a boy would be like this. I imagined it to be much different, much more awkward. However, there was nothing but pure bliss. He hadn't pushed me further than I was ready for, which I appreciated. He never once touched me in a way I wasn't prepared for. There was nothing sexual about this, and yet it was the best night of my life.
"Did you sleep well?" He asked. I nodded, not trusting my voice to speak. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes, remembering everything about how I felt in that moment.
"I have to help set up for the masquerade party at the Lockwoods." I told him quietly. He groaned grabbing my waist tightly as if to hold me there forever. Frankly, I didn't ever want to leave this bed, or his embrace. However, I had obligations and according to Elena I needed to be there.
"You need to stop agreeing to do these charity things." Damon muttered. I rolled my eyes and pulled back to look at him.
"I have to go." I said. "Some of us need extracurriculars to get into college."
I rolled out of the bed, making sure to pull down the t-shirt I was wearing to cover my rear end. I then went over to where my clothes from the day before were laying and picked them up. I could feel Damon's eyes watching me.
"I could always compel the admissions office to take you. " He offered. I turned and made a face. "Not that you couldn't get in yourself. I didn't know you wanted to go to college."
"I didn't." I replied. "For a while at least. I just figured its better than working at the Grill my entire life."
"What would you study?" He asked.
"Art." I replied without having to think about it at all. "Hey can I use your shower?"
"Of course." He said, perking up. "Although, I cannot be responsible for my actions once you are inside."
I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room. I then went into the bathroom I realized then that there was no door which meant no privacy. I turned back to Damon and gave him a look. He huffed and turned around so I could strip. Happily I pulled the shirt over my head. His back was still to me. I folded it neatly on the sink and then hopped into the shower.
To both my happiness and despair, he didn't join me in the warm shower. I toweled myself off, doing my best to take the moisture out of my hair before I got dressed. I knew that showing up to another event in the same outfit as before was a bad idea, but I didn't have much of a choice.
I walked out of the shower and back into Damon's bedroom where he was also getting dressed. I bit my lip, holding back the groan when he pulled on his shirt, covering his developed back muscles.
"Enjoying the show?" He asked me when he turned to look at me. I swallowed hard and walked further into the room. I placed his t-shirt on the bed and turned back to him. He approached me, taking the shirt into his hands. He stared at it for a few seconds before he handed it back to me.
"You keep it." He said. "You look better in it anyway."
I smiled at him, going up on my tip toes to kiss his cheek. His hands found their way to my hips and stopped me from pulling back. He then placed his lips upon mine in a sweet, long kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, not wanting to ever let go. But the need to breathe prevented me from this dream, so I eventually had to pull away from him.
We stayed like that for a long time, just looking and holding one another. A small smile crept onto his face as his eyes flurried over my face. I found myself smiling as well, his grin infectious.
"What?" I asked him, amused. He shook his head, still looking at me.
"Nothing." He replied. His fingers then caressed my face, so light and gentle that his touch reminded me of a feather. He then leaned forward and placed a small kiss on my nose. Before I could say anything he turned and left the room, leaving me dumbfounded.
I debated on following him but instead just stayed in his room. I looked at myself in the mirror and made a face at the wet tangles in my hair. I ran my fingers through it a couple times, wishing for a hair brush. For once, there were no bags under my eyes or any sight of darkness beneath them. It was a welcome change.
I eventually got bored of staring at my reflection and walked down the stairs. When I reached the bottom, three sets of eyes landed on me and I felt my stomach drop. In the room was Damon, which wasn't surprising, but the other two had shocked me. Jeremy and Alaric stood in the living room with Damon, staring at me.
"Hi." I said with an awkward wave. Alaric nodded to me, not really surprised by my presence, but Jeremy, well he seemed a little shocked.
"What are you doing here?" He asked me. I shrugged, trying to keep it cool.
"I could ask you the same question." I replied. "Does your sister know you are here?"
"Does your mother know you're here?" He countered. I rolled my eyes and entered the room. Damon was already drinking, which shouldn't have been a shock to me. He was always drinking way before 5 o'clock.
"Seriously Jeremy." I said. "What are you doing here?"
"Helping Damon." Jeremy replied. "I'm the one who found out about the moonstone."
"What is a moonstone?" I asked, looking at Damon. He shrugged and then looked at Rick. I followed his gaze where Alaric had a box in his hands.
"This is Isobel research's from Duke." Alaric said, explaining the box. "Her assistant sent it to me."
"Mmm, Vanessa. The hottie." Damon mused. Angrily I grabbed a shot glass from Damon's prized cart full of alcohol and tossed it at him. He caught it effortlessly and chuckled at my reaction.
"Alright you two." Alaric warned. "Now, do you remember the old Aztec curse she told us about?"
"The one about the sun and the moon?" I asked. He nodded.
"An Aztec curse?" Jeremy repeated.
"Yeah, supposedly vampires and werewolves used to roam freely until a shaman put a curse on them to limit their power." Alaric explained. "Since then, werewolves can only turn on a full moon and vampires are weakened by the sun."
"Most of them anyway." Damon said wiggling the finger that held his daylight ring.
"According to the legend, the werewolf part of the curse is sealed with the moonstone." Alaric said.
"So that's why Mason wants the moonstone." Jeremy said. "He wants to break the curse."
It made sense. If Mason could somehow break the spell on the moonstone then he would no longer be cursed with turning into a werewolf on full moons.
"Who has the stone now?" Damon asked.
"Tyler." Jeremy responded.
"Can you get it?" Damon asked.
"Yeah." Jeremy nodded. Damon grinned.
"See, now your life has purpose." Damon said. I threw another shot glass at him.
We arrived at the Lockwoods, the decorating already underway. I grimaced at the décor. It was very lavish and there were plenty of masquerade masks all over the place. I didn't understand masquerades. People could always tell who you were, the TV shows and movies that had a masquerade always acted like they couldn't tell who the person was. If you really knew the person you could always tell.
We walked inside, Damon's eyes looking around for Mason or Tyler. I stayed close to him, Jeremy not too far behind me. He continued to look between Damon and me, making faces.
"Are you two like… together?" Jeremy asked, slightly disgusted. I nodded and Jeremy made a grunting noise. I didn't let it bother me. I knew not that many people liked Damon, but I did and that was all that mattered.
We continued through the house until we saw Elena. Damon approached her, scaring her when she turned around to see him. I stood close to his side, smiling at Elena who looked less than happy.
"What are you doing here?" Elena asked Damon.
"Looking for my baby bro." Damon answered. "Speaking of, would you tell yours to stop following me around?"
"What's going on?" She asked looking between me and Damon.
"Why don't you ask eager beaver?" Damon asked, taking my hand and pulling me along. I saw Elena's eyebrows furrowed as she watched us walk away. I ignored her reaction and followed behind Damon.
The two of us eventually found Stefan and he explained to us that Bonnie had seen a vision when she touched Mason. Apparently he was kissing on Katherine.
"Mason's with Katherine?" Damon asked. Stefan shrugged.
"We missed it." Stefan said. "He got into town right after she did. It makes perfect sense."
"I know, but Mason Lockwood?" Damon said. "Werewolf thing aside, the guy is a surfer. She's got to be using him. She has to be."
"Using him for what?" I asked. I knew that Katherine had a habit of using people for her own gain, but why would she need Mason?
"Mason Lockwood's looking for a moonstone that allegedly can break the full moon werewolf curse." Damon explained. "Maybe Katherine wants it as well."
"Why?" Stefan asked. Damon opened his mouth and then shut it. Why would Katherine want a stone that would lift a curse on werewolves? What would she benefit from it?
"Or maybe she really likes him." I said. Damon turned to me and made a face.
"Katherine doesn't care about anyone but herself." Damon said. "That's the beauty of Katherine; she's always up to something that will benefit her and her alone."
"So, how are we gonna find this moonstone?" Stefan asked.
"Jeremy is getting it from Tyler." Damon replied. Stefan made a face. The two brothers continued to bicker and I looked around. Elena was still inside and she was watching us through a window intently. I had the urge to fill her in on everything, even tell her about me and Damon making things official. But I couldn't break away, otherwise I would be the one out of the loop and all confused. At least one of us had to be on the inside.
"Come on." Damon said, pulling my arm in the opposite direction.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"I'm going to listen to Jeremy's conversation with Tyler." He said pulling us to a stop. "You are going to find Bonnie and convince her to help us."
"Help us with what?" I asked. His mouth was pressed in a straight line. "I am not going to help you kill him."
"I'm not going to kill him." Damon said, but I knew he was lying. "I just want to talk to him."
"Then why do you need Bonnie?" I asked, hands on my hips. Damon huffed and I realized now how much we looked like an old married couple.
"She has the power to make him immobile." Damon said. "He won't go with me willingly."
I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest. I knew he was right, but I didn't like it. Damon's version of talking was not the same as mine. But Mason had information and he already tried to kill Damon. He was definitely not a friend, he was an enemy. But I still cringed at the idea of how Damon was going to get information out of Mason.
"Fine." I replied. He grinned, leaning forward to kiss my forehead.
"That's my girl." He said then turned me around and smacked my back side. "Now go."
I blushed but said nothing as I walked away to go and find Bonnie. I searched the entire property, catching sight of her over by the masks. I grabbed her hand, pulling her away and out the door. She didn't question me, although by the look on her face she was curious as to why I was whisking her away. Once we were far enough away for any wandering ears to hear I stopped and turned to her.
"Is everything ok?" She asked me immediately. I began to nod, but then I voted against it.
"Well… we have a slight problem." I replied. "Damon and Stefan need you to use your witchy powers on Mason."
"Why?" She asked cautiously. I licked my suddenly dry lips. I knew Bonnie wasn't interested in all of this vampire business. But I believed talking to Mason would stop from a lot of slaughter.
"Damon needs to talk to him about Katherine." I said cautiously.
"And by talk you mean…" Bonnie trailed off, but by the look on her face she knew what I was talking about. "I don't know…"
"I know that you aren't interested in all of this mess." I said. "But the more information we get on Katherine the better chance we have at saving the people in this town."
She seemed to deliberate on that, battling inside of herself. I stood back, just waiting for her to say something, anything. I would rather I convince her than Damon try. With him and Bonnie, it was just a fight waiting to happen. I could convince her with just the idea that she could save the town, while Damon would take a more threatening approach.
"Ok." Bonnie said. "I'll do it."
"Thank you." I breathed. We stood there for a while, silent and unmoving. It felt like ages since we had really spoken. The last time I really talked to her was the carnival and that was a day I wanted to forget. It just seemed like we were on two different sides here, and I wish it hadn't had to be this way. Bonnie was the first to really get me, or at least try. I missed back when we were closer, when none of this supernatural stuff messed around with our lives.
"So are you and Damon official now?" She asked me. I widened my eyes. "I saw you two holding hands earlier. PDA is a sure sign of a relationship."
I blushed, biting my bottom lip. I wasn't embarrassed of being with Damon, in fact I enjoyed it. I liked the idea of being his and him being mine. However, I knew that the subject was touchy especially with Bonnie. No one trusted Damon to be with me, they were all afraid he would hurt me. But there was that side of Damon that no one else could see. That was the Damon that I was with, not the Damon they all knew.
"Congratulations." She said. I looked up, surprised at her answer. "Oh, come on. I don't like the guy, but if he makes you happy then… I'm happy."
"Thank you Bonnie." I said sincerely. "That means a lot to me."
"Just know that if he hurts you…" She said wiggling her fingers. "I'll kill him."
"I wouldn't expect anything else." I said with a laugh. She laughed along with me until Damon and Stefan approached us. Damon's hand went instinctively to my lower back. My lips twitched up slightly into a smile.
"So, do we have the witch on board?" Damon asked, eyeing Bonnie. She narrowed her eyes, giving him a bone chilling glare. Damon returned it.
"She said she would do it." I replied then turned to Damon. "Be nice."
"I'm always nice." He mused down at me. I rolled my eyes and had a feeling Bonnie had to.
We then talked game strategy. Bonnie was to use her powers to give him a headache, making him go down. Then Damon and Stefan would get him into the truck and drive him to the house where Damon would commence his… talking.
"What if this doesn't work?" I said from our hiding space. Damon and I were hidden away, close enough to see but not for me to hear. Damon gave my shoulder an encouraging squeeze.
"It's going to work." He said. "Stop worrying so much."
He tapped the frown lines on my forehead and I huffed, slipping back into silence. Bonnie was pretending to struggle with loading a table into a big truck. Like we imagined, Mason walked over to her, attempting to help her. Bonnie's fake smile was quite convincing, so when it faded and her serious face replaced it I was shocked myself. I could see in the intensity in her eyes that she was using her powers, and like clockwork, Mason grabbed his head and fell to his knees.
Damon and Stefan took off then, I followed behind. Damon raced up to Mason and kneed him in the face. He fell to the ground unconscious. I opened up the passenger door to Mason's truck and made a face.
"Was that necessary?" I asked Damon.
"Kinda." Damon replied, helping Stefan load Mason into the back. I hopped into the passenger seat, closing the door behind me. Bonnie hopped into the back while Damon slid into the front. In a second the car was started and we were off.
We arrived at the house and Damon unloaded Mason while I grabbed Mason's bag. Damon carried the werewolf effortlessly into the house over his shoulder. He then dropped him into a chair. I dropped the bag nearby.
"What's the tarp for?" I asked, but when Damon looked up at me I knew that I didn't want to know the answer. I took a deep breath and looked away. I knew that Mason wouldn't talk at least not without motivation. I just didn't want to know what Damon had in store.
"He's not going to be out much longer." Bonnie advised. Damon started looking through Mason's bag, revealing chains.
"Looks like this guy is used to being tied up." Damon commented and then looked up at me. "Hey maybe after I'm done here-"
"Don't finish that sentence." I warned. He chuckled and started chaining Mason to the chair, his torso, arms and legs left immobile. I debated on asking if there was anything I could do to help, but the two supernatural creatures in front of me seemed to have it covered. I wondered if I was actually in the way.
"What are you doing?" Damon asked Bonnie, who's hands were on an unconscious Mason's head.
"You're looking for the moonstone." Bonnie said. "I'm trying to help."
Damon nodded and continued wrapping chains around his prisoner. Bonnie closed her eyes, concentrating hard on what she was envisioning. I watched from a good distance away, hoping those chains would actually hold a pissed off werewolf.
"Somewhere small, dark." Bonnie said. "There's water."
"Like a sewer?" Damon asked. I shivered.
"No. Like a well? That can't be right." Bonnie said, pausing for a beat. "Yeah. It's a well."
"Why would it be in a well?" Damon asked. Bonnie pulled back looking at Damon and shrugged.
"I told you." Bonnie said. "I get what I get."
Just then Mason's hand shot out and grabbed Bonnie. Damon countered by ripping the hand off and pushing Bonnie away. She walked over to me, gripping my arm as she started to lead the way to the door.
"Alright we are gone." Bonnie said, pulling me. I wiggled my arm out of her grasp and walked back up to Damon. I made sure to stay away from Mason's grabby hands. I gripped Damon's forearms and stared him in the eye.
"Be careful." I ordered. He smirked, but nodded anyway. "And be as patient as possible."
"I'll do my best." He said, but I knew that in the end Mason would meet his end. I held back the wince as the thought crossed my mind. I stood up on my tip toes and gave his lips a small peck. He gave me a longing look as I walked back over to Bonnie. I gave one last look to Damon before I followed Bonnie out of the room.
We didn't get very far before I saw a flash of blonde hair standing in the hallway. Bonnie tensed next to me upon seeing her. Bonnie hadn't spoken to Caroline since she made her daylight ring. I knew that this whole thing was tough for Bonnie, I mean her friend was a vampire, but I knew that Caroline also needed her best friend by her side in this process.
"Hey." Caroline said hopefully.
"Hi." Bonnie replied. I looked between the two, the awkward silence and the grunt from the living room made me make my way for the door.
"I'll be in the car." I offered, leaving the two girls to work it out. I stepped out onto the front step and made my way toward the vehicle. I sat in the passenger seat, waiting ever so patiently for my friends. It was a few minutes before both Bonnie and Caroline emerged.
Bonnie slipped into the driver seat, while Caroline sat in the back. When Bonnie wasn't looking, I turned to catch Caroline's gaze. The conversation between the two must have been a good one, because Caroline was grinning and gave me a thumbs up. I turned back to the wind shield and smiled.
Arriving at the Lockwood's, Bonnie sent a text to Stefan telling him the location of the moonstone. The three of us headed in that direction, the well-being on the edge of the old Lockwood property.
We didn't get far before Caroline ran out in front of us in a blur. Bonnie and I looked at one another and started running as well. I could feel my lungs burn for oxygen the harder I pushed myself to go faster. My calves clenched and I tripped a few times on random roots.
"What's going on?" Bonnie asked breathlessly once we arrived. Elena had a chain wrapped around her and the other edge of the chain was tossed over the bar above the well.
"I heard Elena screaming." Caroline replied. "Help her, now!"
Both Bonnie and I grabbed Elena's hands and helped her so she was positioned over the well, Caroline holding the other end of the chain. Upon looking down into the well I could see someone lying face down in the water. I couldn't see a face, but I assumed that it was Stefan considering Elena's distress.
"Are you ready?" Caroline asked.
"Yeah." Elena nodded. Slowly Caroline started to lower Elena into the well. Only one did she lose her grip and sent Elena falling a short distance. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears and my hands were sweating with nervousness.
"Pull him up!" We heard and Caroline obeyed, pulling up Stefan. When he was close enough to the top both Bonnie and I grabbed him and gently set him down. I gasped at the sight of him. His skin was burnt and bloody and now I understood that the water was actually vervain. Mason had set them up.
"Elena?" Caroline called "Ready for you!"
"Hold on!" She returned. "I have to find the stone!"
Although it was only a few minutes, it felt like a lifetime that she was down there. I was starting to get nervous and then the pacing started. I tried not to look at Stefan, knowing I would cringe if I set my gaze on his face.
"Hurry up!" Caroline called.
"Hold on!" Elena called again. "I think I found it!"
After a few more seconds we heard her scream. I ran over to the edge of the well looking down into the water. All three of us were calling to her, telling her to grab the chain.
"Pull me up!" Elena yelled. Caroline then started pulling and Elena soon emerged. She reached out for us and me and Bonnie caught her. Once she was safely on the ground she launched herself at Stefan. I noticed the box she had brought up and picked it up. I examined the box, rolling it around before I popped it open.
Inside sat an almost opaque looking stone. I picked it up cautiously, rolling it between my fingers. This must have been the moon stone. I carefully placed it back into the box, closing it securely.
Damon wanted so bad to tear Mason Lockwood's throat out. But he still hadn't gotten the information he so desperately wanted. He knew that killing Mason would upset Alex, but what other choice did he have? If he spared his life, and the legend was true, a werewolf bite could kill Damon. And Damon wasn't ready to die just yet.
"Why do you want the moonstone?" Damon asked, placing the iron poker into the fire. It was turning red with how hot it was becoming.
"Screw you!" Mason spat back at him. Damon rolled his eyes, pulling the poker out of the fire again.
"Wrong answer." Damon said, about to plunge the poker into Mason once more.
"If he was gonna say anything, he would have already!" Jeremy said, watching from the couch. Damon ignored him.
"I'm taking your eyes now." Damon said about to plunge the red hot poker into Mason's eye. The werewolf's eyes widened and Damon could practically smell the fear radiating off of him.
"The well!" Mason wailed. "You can find it in the well."
"I know where it is." Damon said with an eye roll. "I want to know what it does and why you want it."
"I'm getting it for Katherine." Mason answered.
"Why?" Damon asked, eyebrows furrowed.
"She's going to lift the curse." Mason replied. Damon scoffed.
"Of the moon? Now, why would a vampire help a werewolf break a curse that keeps them from turning whenever they want?" Damon asked.
"So I wouldn't have to turn anymore." Mason replied.
"Why?" Damon asked.
"Because she loves me." Mason said. Damon let out a laugh.
"Now - now I get it. You're just stupid." Damon said. "Katherine doesn't love you. She's using you, you moron."
Mason looked away and Damon shook his head. He put the poker back into the fire and the room went silent. Mason sat there, awaiting his fate, while Jeremy sat in the back giving him a pleading look not to do it. Damon imagined Alex doing the same face and his face softened. But he had to do this. Mason was a danger to himself and everyone else. Besides, if Katherine was using him for something than Damon didn't want her to have the upper hand. For once, he wanted to have the upper hand.
"You need to go Jeremy." Damon ordered. Jeremy shook his head.
"I'm not leaving." He replied. Damon set his jaw, this stubborn family was going to get the best of him.
"You really should go." Damon said to Jeremy.
"Damon, he's had enough." Jeremy said. "Alex won't like this..."
Damon flashed over to Jeremy in a second, his hand around his throat.
"You wanted to be a part of this? Well, here it is! Kill or be killed!" Damon said. "The guy is a werewolf; he'd kill me the first chance he got! And Alex knows that. She will get over it so you should too. So, you suck it up or leave."
He then released Jeremy's throat and the boy glared at Damon. He looked to Mason and then back to Damon before he started walking away. Damon waited until he was gone before he stalked back to Mason.
"What are you going to do?" Mason asked.
"Well, I'm probably going to kill you slowly and painfully-"
"No, I mean when Alex gets old." Mason asked. "What will you do then?"
Damon narrowed his eyes, pausing at the question. He hadn't thought about it much, although the question hung before him every time he was around her. What would he do? Would he just be with her until she was too old? Or would he stay? Would he turn her?
"You know Katherine is just using you." Damon said. "I've been there."
"She loves me." Mason retorted.
"I've been there too." Damon said bitterly.
"She isn't going to live forever." Mason said. "And once she dies then you are just going to be a hollow shell."
Damon balled his hands into fists and turned to Mason. The poor guy looked so prepared for his death, it made Damon hesitate. But he still leaned forward, looking right into his eyes.
"Looks like both of our women are going to rip our hearts out." Damon said. "Let me do yours a favor."
Damon's hand plunged into Mason's chest and clutched around his heart. Mason's eyes widened and then Damon pulled the organ out, faintly beating in his hand. Mason fell forward, blood pouring from the new found hole in his chest. Damon then threw the heart on the ground and went to go clean himself off.
Elena drove me home, a worried look on her face. She looked sad and when I asked her what was wrong she lied and told me nothing. But Elena wasn't a very good liar and I could see on her face that she was upset.
I told her goodbye before I hopped out of the car and went up to my front door. She gave me a small wave before I entered the house and she drove away. Mom was in the kitchen, but she wasn't alone. I could hear her laughing with another person. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
When I entered the kitchen I saw mom sitting at the table and sitting across from her was…
"Honey!" Mom said. "Elena stopped by. Said she needed to get homework for history."
I locked eyes with the girl sitting across from my mother. She gave me a sinister smile, turning it into a pleasant one when my mom turned back around. I felt my palms start to get sweaty and my mouth became dry.
"Your mom is such a sweetheart." Katherine said, eyeing me. I glared at her, thinking of a way to get her away from my mom. All the while my mother didn't have a clue that this was not Elena and she had invited a murderous vampire into our home.
"Thank you Elena." My mom said. "Well, I've got an early shift tomorrow. I'll see you in the morning."
She stood up and walked past me, giving me a kiss on the temple. Neither of us spoke until we heard the soft click of my mother's bedroom door. Once it was shut, I bolted down the hall knowing my stake was sitting on my bedside table. Katherine must have expected this, because she caught me before I was even halfway down the hall.
"Where are you going pretty girl." She asked me. I felt my stomach lurch and I tried to pull away but she was much too strong.
"What do you want?" I asked her, making sure to keep my voice low so as to not alert my mother. I needed her safe and in her bedroom. I would deal with Katherine.
"I just want to talk." Katherine replied. "Come outside with me."
"No." I replied. She smirked.
"You're feisty." Katherine commented. "No wonder Damon fancies you."
I glared at her, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of knowing that I was absolutely terrified of her right now. Katherine then grabbed my arm and dragged me down the hallway, through the living room and out the door. She released her bruising grip once the door was shut.
"Now that I have you all to myself…" Katherine said. "We need to talk."
"About what?" I asked.
"I want that moonstone." Katherine replied, her pleasant smile fading and her manipulative smirk returning. I crossed my arms over my chest, in an attempt to look tough and also stop the violent shaking of my arms.
"I don't have it." I told her. She scoffed.
"Why would you have it? You can't even protect yourself." She almost laughed. "No, you don't have it. But Damon does."
I gritted my teeth, feeling like a damsel in my distress was not my style. I wished I had my stake, although I had never properly used it, I would enjoy driving a stake through her heart at that moment.
"I want that moonstone." Katherine repeated. "And you're going to get it for me."
"What makes you think Damon would even give it to me?" I asked. "You said it yourself, I'm not a threat."
"No, you aren't." Katherine mused. "But Damon would do just about anything for you."
I swallowed.
"No, he wouldn't." I replied. "He doesn't listen to anything I say."
Her smile turned into a glare real quick. She then grabbed my right arm, holding it enough to cause a bruise.
"Don't lie." Katherine said. "Now, listen to me. You are going to get me that moonstone or I am going to go back inside this house and snap your mother's pretty little neck."
"No!" I almost screamed. "No, Katherine please."
"I won't harm her if you get me what I want." She said, still holding my arm. I took a deep breath. I knew that Katherine wasn't bluffing. She could kill both me and my mother with just a flick of her wrist. But I couldn't let that moonstone fall into her hands.
"I can't." I told her. "I won't."
Katherine's eyes twitched. She wasn't used to not getting her way. I started to sweat, waiting for her to do or say something. I knew then that I could die, my mother as well. But in this way, maybe I could save the town.
"Fine." Katherine said. She then twisted my arm until I heard it snap. Then came the pain, and when I let out a scream I realized that she had covered my mouth to mute me. I felt the angry, painful tears prick my eyes and heard her evil laughter.
"Tell Damon that I want that moonstone." Katherine said. "And if I don't get it, I will be breaking more than arms here."
She then dropped me and I fell down limp. I was crying now, clutching my arm and fighting back a scream. Katherine smirked down at me and in a second she was gone.
Katherine sped over to Jace who was hidden behind a nearby tree. He had seen and heard everything. The sound of Alex's cracking bone almost made him throw up his lunch. Katherine stood in front of him dusting herself off and acting like she had not just broken and innocent girls arm.
"What was that?" Jace asked, eyes wide and frantic. Alex still lay on the front step, clutching her injured arm. Katherine shrugged, as if it was nothing.
"I'm sending a message." Katherine replied.
"This isn't right Katherine." Jace said. "She's innocent."
"She is not innocent!" Katherine barked. "She's fraternizing with the enemy!"
"You didn't have to break her arm!" Jace replied. Katherine narrowed her eyes and in a second her hand was around his throat, squeezing.
"Don't question me." Katherine said, then her face softened a bit. "Don't tell me you like her or something."
"No!" Jace wheezed. "Of course not. I love you!"
"Good." Katherine said and released his throat. "I have other business to take care of. You stay out of the way."
Jace nodded and then Katherine took off. He stood there for a while, hearing Alex's moans of pain. He swallowed hard. He knew that Katherine would not like it if he helped her, but he couldn't just leave her out there. He sighed and ran over to her, crouching down.
"Hey, hey, Alex look at me." Jace said. The girl looked up at him, eyes red and puffy. She looked like a child and he felt his heart go out to her as she lay there in pain.
"On a scale of one to ten what is your pain level?" He asked. Alex mumbled something that sounded like a ten. He licked his lips.
"I'm going to go get your mom." He said, but she stopped him with her good arm.
"Damon." She said hoarsely. "Call Damon."
Jace looked over her face. She looked so broken and although he had no desire to call the eldest Salvatore, he knew that that was what she wanted. He pulled her phone out of her pants pocket and looked through her contacts for Damon. Once he found the name he clicked send and held the phone up to his ear. It rang twice before someone answered.
"Hey pretty girl." Damon's voice said fondly into the phone. Jace held back a gag.
"Damon? This is Jace." Jace said into the phone.
"Where is she?" Damon asked immediately. "I swear to God if you hurt her-"
"Calm down dick." Jace retorted. Alex looked up at him and weakly glared. "You need to get over here."
"What happened?" Damon asked. Jace could hear him shuffling around and assumed that he was already moving to leave.
"She broke her arm." Jace answered.
"How?" Damon asked. Jace rolled his eyes.
"I don't know." Jace lied, imagining Katherine twisting the bone. "Just get over to her house."
"Give the phone to her." Damon ordered. Jace complied, putting the phone into Alex's left hand. She lifted it to her ear and sniffled.
"Damon?" She whimpered. "It hurts."
Jace didn't know what Damon said to her but it must have made her feel better. She smiled a bit and then handed the phone back to Jace. He put the phone back to his ear.
"Do not leave her side." Damon ordered. "You got that?"
"I got it." Jace replied. Then the phone call died and Jace closed it. He helped Alex sit up, since her dominant hand was now useless. They didn't have to wait long before Damon's blue Camaro pulled up. Damon ran over, but not at vampire speed. When he crouched down he pushed Jace out of the way.
"Be nice." Alex softly ordered. Damon ignored her, looking over the break in her arm. She winced and whimpered even as he just gently touched her. The image of a hand print was on her skin and Jace licked his suddenly dry lips.
"What happened?" Damon asked. Alex didn't respond, her eyes flickering to Jace for a second. Damon must have gotten the message because he didn't push the issue further.
"She needs to go to the hospital." Jace said. Damon slowly turned his head, glaring at the boy.
"I can handle it." Damon said through his teeth. "Why are you still here?"
"She's my friend." Jace said, catching Alex's gaze. She smiled up at him. "She really needs a doctor."
"He's right." Alex said. Damon looked back at her.
"But I can-"
"It's too risky." She replied. It was funny to Jace that both of them thought he had no clue about the existence of vampires, so they were jumping around the subject. Under different circumstances, he probably would have laughed.
"Alright." Damon said. "Come on."
He then gently lifted her bridal style. She clutched her right arm to her chest, making sure not to move it, while her left arm was placed around his shoulders. Jace watched from his spot on the top step as she curled into him, like it was second nature. He was prepared to leave when Damon turned back around.
"Hey kid." Damon said, eyes soft. "Thank you."
Jace said nothing, but gave him a curt nod. Damon then wordlessly took her over to his car, gently shutting her in. Jace watched them drive away with a sinking feeling in his heart. Katherine had hurt someone. Although he knew that Katherine hurt people, he never expected her to hurt Alex. He was ok with her hurting the Salvatores, but not Alex.
Jace was just starting to see who Katherine really was.