Hey guys! I know that Jace was being a meanie head last chapter. They are going to work things out, as well as Alex and Rebekah! Things are going to get good between them! Let me know what you think!

Season 3 Episode 9 Homecoming

Mikel was in Mystic Falls. And to be honest, I was scared out of my mind. He claimed that his only reason for returning would be to kill Klaus, but I wasn't so sure. Maria warned me that even though I was human, Mikel wouldn't leave me alive. It didn't matter that I looked like the girl that he raised as his own. He would kill me. He would kill all of us.

Which was why I was sitting in my living room, my knee bouncing out of nervousness, instead of being at the boarding house where Damon and Stefan were putting their plan in motion. Mikel was to be daggered, by Elena, so that when Stefan called Klaus he would be able to tell Klaus that Mikel was dead without alerting him because of Klaus' compulsion. Klaus would be lured back to Mystic Falls and Mikel would finish the job.

At first, I had protested, but Damon didn't want me anywhere near Mikel, and for that I was secretly happy. I wanted to put off any sort of meeting with the Original father as much as I could. Even if that meant I was locked up inside my house.

Mom was currently on a date, with Alaric. It was still a bit weird, but I knew that she was safe with him. I had to keep her safe. I wouldn't let Klaus, Rebekah, Mikel, or anyone hurt her. I wouldn't be able to live with myself.

My head jerked up when I saw the door open. I gripped my stake tightly, slowly standing up. However, I relaxed when I saw the familiar dark head pop in.

"Damon." I breathed. He stepped inside, closing to door behind him. I rushed up to him, pulling him into a hug. "Did it work?"

"Yes." He replied, pulling back to look at me. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "Klaus didn't suspect a thing. He's on his way."

I nodded. I thought that after everything I had been through, this would be the biggest most epic battle I had ever come to see. Klaus was deemed unkillable, but Mikel had a stake that was sure to do the job. I just hoped he was right.

"You look awful." He said, cupping my face in his hand. I grunted, but I knew he wasn't wrong. I had dark circles under my eyes, because I hadn't slept. I had stayed with Rebekah, letting her cry until she kicked me out. She would never admit it, but she was glad I had been there for her.

"You didn't have to stay with her you know?" Damon said. I looked up to meet his gaze. "It's not like she deserved it."

"She just found out her brother, a brother she loves…" I said, stepping back from Damon. "Killed her mother. I had to be there."

"But you aren't responsible for her." Damon replied. "You're not really her sister."

I stared at him for a second. He was right, and yet… he wasn't. I could have left, let Rebekah handle this on her own. But something inside me, this pull in my chest, made me want to help her. It made me want to comfort her, and tell her everything was going to be ok.

"It's weird." I said in a low voice. "I… I feel like there is this bond…"

Damon furrowed his brows at me. Obviously, I wasn't making any sense.

"I feel it, every time I am around one of them." I said, my hand clutching at my chest. "And… it's getting worse…"

Damon stepped forward, taking my shoulders in his hands. Every single member of the Original family that I had met, seemed so familiar to me, and yet I didn't know them. For Elijah, I trusted him, when everyone else didn't I trusted him. And Klaus, although we definitely had our differences, I couldn't deny that I held some kind of loyalty toward him. And Rebekah… when I saw her begin to cry… I couldn't help myself. Their hold on me was growing ever stronger. I feared soon it would take over.

"Hey, Alex, look at me." Damon ordered. I did as he said. "It's going to be ok. Once Klaus is gone, he won't have this hold over you."

I swallowed, but nodded, encouraging Damon to pull me in a tight embrace. Once Klaus was gone this would all be over. Everything could go back to normal. But… there was this nagging in my chest, that told me that I would never be normal again.

"What's this?"

I looked up from my bed, where I laid underneath the covers. Damon was doing what he did best, critiquing my wardrobe and going through my stuff. My mother never returned home last night, and a cryptic text told me that she had been with Alaric. I shivered at bit at the thought.

"It's called a dress." I said to Damon, earning a small glare. The garment he held in his hands was a knee length silk dress. It was light pink, almost a champagne color, and had thin straps at the top. The neckline was straight across, and the skirt was shaped like an A.

"And whatever could this be for?" Damon asked with a smirk. He knew exactly what I had purchased the dress for. "Could it be for Homecoming?"

"Hell no." I lied, rolling over in my bed. I bit my bottom lip. I had been with Caroline while she looked for a dress. It was much harder finding a dress than I thought. All the dresses she tried on looked great, but she didn't like any of them. I wasn't even planning on going, until I laid eyes on the dress. Of course, it had been my size, and Caroline had loved it. If I didn't use it for homecoming I would use it for something else.

"Alex." Damon said, but I didn't face him. He sped over to the other side of the bed, laying beside me in a mere second. I gasped a little but I didn't turn away. "I thought you didn't want to go."

"I didn't." I admitted, then chewed on my bottom lip. "But… I don't know I saw it and just… it's pretty."

"It is." He chuckled, caressing my cheek. We were silent, and I stared into his perfect blue orbs. Even after all this time, I still could get lost in those eyes. "Do you want to go to Homecoming?"

"No." I said again. He gave me an unbelieving look. "It's just a silly high school dance-"

"That you want to go to." Damon quipped.

"You and Mikel have a plan." I said with a shrug. "I don't want to mess this up."

Damon stared at me, deep into my eyes. Did I want him to dance with me at my senior home coming? Yes. Did I want to have a little normalcy in my life and kiss my boyfriend on the dance floor? Yes. But was it worth getting in the way or getting myself in danger, to the point where Damon would save me and not kill Klaus? No. I could stay home, in safety, and as far away from Mikel as possible.

But that's not what I wanted.

"Pretty girl." Damon whispered, making me meet his gaze. His face was soft, and so were his eyes. "I'm not going to stop you from going."

"But what if something goes wrong?" I asked. "I know you well enough that if I'm in danger, you will drop the plan and come for me."

"You aren't wrong." Damon admitted. "But you're tough. I'm sure you could talk your way out of something… Or stake your way out of it."

I furrowed my brows. Damon was never one for me getting in on the action. So what changed now?

"Who are you and what have you done with my over protective vampire boyfriend?" I asked, earning a chuckle, and a small peck to my lips.

"I'm trying to give you credit." Damon said with a smile. "My girl's a bad ass."

I scoffed, but still smiled at him. He pressed his lips to mine in a small, yet tender kiss. He began to pull back, but I threw my arms around his neck and kept him to me. He smiled into the kiss, his hands tightening around my hips. I started to walk backward, bringing him with me, toward my bed. I felt my knees hit the edge and the two of us toppled over.

I giggled as his hands began to roam. If I had known how good sex would be, I would have done it ages ago. But I doubted it would be the same with anyone other than Damon. It was like we were made for each other, as cheesy as it sounded. Our shapes melded together effortlessly, like two pieces of a puzzle. It felt good, it felt right. It only increased my love and adoration for him.

"Ugh." Damon groaned, pulling back from me. I didn't stop, peppering kisses on his face and down his neck. He shuddered. "I have to go."

"Mmmm." I hummed, continuing to kiss down to the top button of his shirt. He groaned again.

"I have to get ready for tonight." Damon said, pushing himself so he hovered over me. "As much as I would love to continue-"

"You could." I said, biting my bottom lip in an attempt to be alluring. He smirked down at me, and I could see in his eyes that I wasn't winning this fight. I started to pout.

"Don't do that." He said. "You know it kills me."

"Which is exactly why I do it." I replied still pouting. He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to my lips before he jumped from the bed and sped out of the room. I blinked a few times, disoriented. "Stupid vampire speed."

I heard his chuckle on his way out the door.

After I showered and was ready, I grabbed my dress and headed over to the boarding house. I wanted to help as much as I could, but also wanted to avoid Mikel. However, it was easier said than done, considering he was in town and had taken up residence in the boarding house. I had to see him at some point, even if he scared me.

I took a deep breath before I entered the house. Damon was home, so I would be safe. And after everything that had happened with Rebekah… I think she was on my side too. I didn't have to stay behind and comfort her, but there was something that made me want to. And even if she wouldn't admit it, she appreciated it.

"Hey you." Jace said as I entered. I gave him a big smile. "Is that your dress?"

I looked down at the garment bag draped over my arm and then back to his gaze. I then nodded slowly with a smile. I was a bit giddy. Although I knew what would be happening tonight, it was still a good feeling. I was going to homecoming, with my boyfriend, and Klaus would die tonight. I wouldn't have to deal with this anymore after tonight. I was excited.

"Can I see?" Jace asked, putting down his vervain grenade and walking toward me. I pulled the bag back, so he couldn't reach for it. "Come on."

"Nope." I replied, shielding it away from his hands. "It's a surprise."

"You're no fun." He said, making me grin. Then he turned somber. "Listen, about the last couple days…"

"It's ok." I said immediately. "You're under a lot of stress."

"Well yeah." He agreed, rubbing the back of his neck. "But I've been a real jack ass and I'm sorry."

I stared at him for a second. His behavior had been very unlike himself. He was irritable and protective, much more than usual. I tried to write it down to stress, but Damon's words were starting to get to me. Did Jace have feelings for me? I already established that I couldn't handle losing him. But the way he was acting know, it looked like the dark cloud over us was gone. I was glad to have him back.

"Don't worry about it." I said, stepping toward him and giving him a hug. "You're still my best friend."

"Right…" He said, putting his arms around me. We stayed like that for a few seconds before I pulled back. There was something in his face, something he quickly covered up with a smile. I tried to ignore it.

"Where's the others?" I asked, trying to change the subject. He shrugged.

"I saw Damon and Elena upstairs." Jace said. I felt my stomach lurch. "Don't worry, they were fully clothed."

I grumbled an obscenity to myself, making him laugh. I still didn't like Damon being alone with Elena, even when he insisted they were just friends. I wanted to trust Elena, but there was this feeling in my gut that told me I couldn't do that. It made my heart ache, because there was a time when we were friends, when we were sisters. And it was all gone now.

"You still upset about this?" Jace asked. I glared at him. "I'll take that as a yes."

"I don't want to tell Damon not to be around her." I admitted. "But… they are so close, and I just don't trust her."

"I don't think Damon would listen to you anyway." Jace replied. "But she's pining after Stefan anyway. I wouldn't worry about it."

I sighed. Nothing had happened since then, to my knowledge. Maybe I should try to trust her again. We all make mistakes right? If she was truly sorry, why couldn't I give her another chance?

"Alex?"

I looked up to the stairs, surprised at the sound of my name. At the top of them was Rebekah, clothed in a red dress, the one Elena picked.

"Can you come here?" She asked. I was a bit surprised by her request, but shrugged it off. Rebekah and I had an understanding. She wouldn't hurt me. I turned to Jace and gave him a smile before I followed Rebekah up the stairs. She led me to Stefan's room, closing the door behind us.

"Is everything ok?" I asked her. She nodded, picking up two pairs of shoes off the floor. She held them up to me. "Shoes."

"Pick one." She said simply. They were both tall, ones I would probably fall over in and break my ankle. One pair were silver and strappy, the other were black and simple. I liked simple.

"The black ones." I replied. She smiled, putting the silver ones down. "Isn't it a little early to be getting ready?"

"A girl can never be too prepared." She said, slipping on the shoes. She stared at herself in the mirror. "Truth be told, I'm a little nervous."

"Really?" I asked, carefully sitting on Stefan's bed. This room was so foreign to me. "You ooze confidence."

"Ha!" She scoffed, fluffing her hair. "It's all an act."

I furrowed my brows. Rebekah always seemed tough, a little extreme, but tough none the less. Except when her family was brought up. All the loss she had been through, there was no doubt that it was a tragic topic. But Rebekah was stunning, she knew how to work with what she had.

"You had me fooled." I said. She turned to me slowly, a nervous look in her eye.

"Even after what you witnessed yesterday?" She asked. I furrowed my brows. Everyone deserved to have a break down. I had done it myself, several times. But the way Rebekah was looking at me now, it was like she was afraid of my judgement. It was like my opinion mattered.

"I don't think any less of you for that." I told her honestly. She seemed surprised. "After everything you have been through… I'm surprised you hold it together."

"It's hard." She admitted. "Especially after I just learned my brother lied to me."

I could see the beginnings of tears in her eyes. She loved her brother, even after everything he had done. I could relate, because Damon had been the same. He had done some really bad things, and yet I still loved him. I still saw the good in him, and that was what Rebekah was doing with Klaus.

"I know this has to be hard for you." I said. "This whole plan."

She didn't say a word, but I could tell she was struggling with this. Her love for her brother was strong, but her anger at him for killing her mother and lying about it were stronger.

"Have you seen Mikel yet?" She asked. I shook my head. "Good. He's not a good person."

I swallowed. The idea of Mikel being anywhere near my frightened me to my core.

"Is he…" I began. She looked up at me. "Will he hurt me?"

She hesitated, moving to sit next to me on Stefan's bed. I was trying to hide my fear, but the all knowing gaze she was giving me told me I wasn't being very convincing.

"I don't know." She answered honestly. "He lost it when he found her dead."

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. Alissa didn't want to be forced into vampirism, so she ran. Mikel must not have liked that, and when she died… he must have felt like he failed.

"She was the glue that held the family together." Rebekah said fondly. "And when she was gone… everything went awry."

Seeing me, it must have been painful for all of them. It was like they had their sister back, but yet they didn't. I had no recollection of any time spent with them, and I think that is what hurt them the most; Was that they could never fully get her back.

"I'm so sorry." I said, almost in a whisper. Rebekah forced a smile, blinking away her tears. She then stood up, walking over to where she had her curling iron. She held it in her hand before she turned back to me.

"Do you want me to do your hair?" She asked. There was a shy smile on her lips, one that was contagious. I smiled as well, nodding as my answer. She grinned even wider, pulling up a chair for me to sit in.

"I think we are bonding." I told her humorously. She met my gaze in the mirror.

"Don't get too comfortable, guardian." She replied, but the smile remained on her face.

"Sit still!"

I flinched again when Rebekah brought the eyeliner to my eye. She was trying her best, but I was still not used to applying make up to my face.

"You are impossible." Rebekah said, giving up. I gave her an apologetic smile. "It's a good thing you are pretty without it."

I rolled my eyes. My hair was curled, falling down my back. She tried to put it up, but I insisted that it looked better down. I looked at the dress that laid on the bed.

"It really is a gorgeous gown." Rebekah said, looking it over. "Seems very you."

"Very Alissa?" I asked. Rebekah paused before she nodded sadly. "Klaus said I remind him of her."

"You two are strikingly similar." She said. "Looks aside. She was just as brave as you."

"Brave?" I asked. She nodded. "I'm not brave."

"On the contrary." She replied. "You risk your life for everyone else's happiness. You would do anything for the people you care about. Even if that means you get hurt."

I shifted uncomfortably. I didn't believe I was brave. In fact, I thought I was far from it. I could barely protect myself, let alone the one person I was created to protect. But I did try.

"You are brave, Alexandra."

I met her gaze and she smiled at me again. Just then, the door opened, revealing Elena. We both stared at her as she entered.

"Sorry to bother you." She said. "But I have something for you."

Elena opened her palm and revealed her necklace. Rebekah's necklace, the one her mother wore. Rebekah's face fell and I could see the tears brimming in her eyes. Elena waited patiently for her to speak.

"My mothers necklace." Rebekah said and then met Elena's gaze. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Elena said, motioning for her to turn around. Rebekah did so, meeting my gaze with tear filled, yet excited eyes. Elena put the necklace around Rebekah's neck and clasped it. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror.

Suddenly, something I never expected happened. Rebekah's mouth fell open, and a muffled, pain filled sound came out. She met my gaze, and I assumed that it showed the same shock. I jumped from my chair, rushing to her aide.

"Elena!" I shrieked, seeing that she held the silver dagger that was now plunged into Rebekah's back. "What the hell?"

"Sorry." Elena said. "But I can't leave anything to chance."

Rebekah choked once more, her skin greying before she fell forward. I caught her limp body, slowly letting her fall to the floor. I stared at her dead corpse before I stared up at Elena.

"Was that really necessary?" I barked at her. Elena winced. "She could have helped!"

"Or she could have hurt the whole plan." Elena said. "She loved Klaus too much."

I shook my head, looking down at the lifeless vampire before me. I was just starting to get to know her, the real her. I was just starting to like her. And Elena took that away.

"Is everyone ok?" Jace asked, popping in the room. He was followed by Damon, who's eyes landed on me in a second. I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat, and blinked the tears away. I then stood up and walked past all of them. I made sure to glare at Elena and bump her shoulder for good measure before I exited.

She just had to ruin everything.

I paced Damon's bedroom, trying my best not to go back into that room and tear Elena's head off. Rebekah would have been fine. She and I… we were connecting. But it seemed like as soon as I get some kind of happiness, Elena just had to ruin it.

I let out a shout of anger and kicked the wall. I jumped back, holding my foot at the pain of the impact. That probably wasn't the best idea.

"What did that wall ever do to you?" The amused and familiar cocky voice asked me. I dropped my foot and turned to him with a glare. "I'm assuming you are still upset."

"What gave you that idea?" I asked sarcastically. Damon stepped into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. I wasn't in the mood to hear his excuses for Elena's behavior. I was tired of hearing them and I didn't believe she deserved any kind of forgiveness.

"You know that Rebekah couldn't be trusted." Damon said gently. I scoffed. "There was a chance that she could tell Klaus and the whole plan would be ruined."

I opened my mouth but then closed it. I knew he was right. Rebekah loved her brother, and she could ruin all of this. She was better off out of the way.

"It still doesn't make me feel any better." I told him, sitting on his bed. He followed, sitting next to me. He took my hand, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on the back of my skin.

"I know that you can't help it." Damon said. I furrowed my brows. "This connection you have with them. I know that you can't control it."

I looked back down to the floor. Was my bonding session with Rebekah just because of my connection to the Originals? Or was it just that Rebekah and I had something in common? I shook my head.

"She's not a bad person." I told Damon. "I think she's just too tough on herself."

"Or she's psychotic." Damon commented. I hit him playfully. "I'm sorry it had to go down this way."

"It's ok." I shrugged. "You didn't do it. Elena did."

"Another thing you can use to fuel that hate fire." Damon said. "Are you ever going to forgive her?"

I stared at him. That morning, I thought I could. Maybe I could give her another chance. But then she went and, literally, stabbed Rebekah in the back. Just when I was getting to know her. Elena had to take that away.

"I don't know if I can." I replied. "I want to… it's just… she makes it so hard."

Damon swallowed, but didn't push the issue. He knew that he couldn't make me forgive Elena. He could push me in that direction, but the rest was up to me. And I wasn't ready.

"Oh… so I have to stay here." Damon said carefully. I looked up to meet his eyes. "I don't trust Mikel. I need to be here to watch him."

"I'll stay then." I offered. "I can help."

"No." Damon shook his head. "I need you to watch someone else."

I furrowed my brows, watching him make his way to the door. He opened it revealing Elena, but it wasn't Elena. I could tell by the curly hair and the smirk.

"Katherine." I mumbled, earning a smile from her. "What is she doing here?"

"I'm helping." She said. "I'm the decoy. If something happens, Elena won't be hurt. That's what you want right?"

I set my jaw, forcing a nod while she just smirked.

"So, put on that pretty dress and let's go."

"You two are so cute!"

Another blinding flash and I was done with pictures. Mom was getting a little camera happy, taking picture after picture of Jace and I. She was a little confused and concerned about why Jace was taking me to homecoming and not Damon. I simply explained that Damon was busy and Jace didn't have a date. We were going as friends.

"Lauren, I think that's enough pictures." Alaric said, trying to take the camera away. Mom jerked it away, giving him a glare. "You have enough to cover the house with."

"This is my baby's first, and last, homecoming." Mom said, turning back to me. "I have to document this."

She snapped another picture and I groaned. Jace laughed, encouraging my mother's crazy antics. We had to go, or we would be late. I was supposed to help keep the plan in motion, as was Jace. We had to make sure Katherine didn't mess anything up. Or Stefan for that matter. Alaric was to keep my mom busy. I didn't want her anywhere near this dance, especially not with Mikel and Klaus around.

"We're going to be late." I complained. Mom huffed, snapping one more picture before she enveloped me in a hug. I hugged her back, tightly. Every time I left this house, I wondered if it would be the last time I saw her.

"I love you baby." She said quietly in my ear. "Always."

"I love you too." I replied. She kissed my temple and then we were off. I had weapons of all kinds strapped to me. I was going to be prepared for anything. I felt around for the stake strapped to my thigh. It wasn't the stake John gave me, but it would do the job.

"You ready for this?" Jace asked. I nodded and we pulled up to the Lockwood mansion. "You look great by the way."

"Thank you." I said with a blush. Jace opened up my door and held me onto my feet. I was a bit wobbly, because of the heels. But Jace's hold on me ensured that I would stay upright and not fall on my face.

It wasn't really a dance, in fact it looked like the exact opposite. It looked more like a rave or a party. And how Tyler threw this all together at last minute I didn't understand. I was a bit disappointed, not that the party had to be moved to the Lockwoods, but more because I wouldn't really be able to enjoy it. Damon wasn't here, and I was supposed to watch Katherine. I couldn't really get the full experience.

"I don't know half the people here." Jace whispered in my ear. I furrowed my brows. There were people from the high school, but also people I had never seen in my life. This all felt like a set up to me.

"There you are." Elena/Katherine said when we approached. "Klaus is here."

"What?" I asked. Katherine nodded. "Great. Just what we needed."

"Oh, Jace." Katherine said eyeing him up and down. "Don't you look handsome."

"Thanks…" Jace trailed off and I felt my stomach jerk. I held tighter onto Jace's are and pulled him away from Katherine. I knew she was just playing games, but I didn't want her around Jace. And I couldn't think of a good reason why.

Jace and I continued through the house toward the back where the band was playing. There were so many people here, it was a bit claustrophobic.

"I'm going this way." Jace said, pointing to the right. "You ok?"

"I'm fine." I said. "Meet back here in ten."

He nodded and disappeared into the crowd. My eyes searched everywhere. Klaus was here, and Klaus thought Mikel was dead. I had to make sure I didn't alert him to anything that had to do with our plan. My fingers brushed the stake on my thigh.

"There she is."

I turned, recognizing the accent.

"Here I am." I said to Klaus. He smirked, walking toward me with two beers in hand. He handed me one. "Nice party."

"More of a wake really." He replied. "So, dear old dad is dead?"

"Yes." I replied. "Too bad I didn't get to meet him."

"That's ok." Klaus said, taking a sip. "He's not much of a people person."

"Neither am I." I replied, taking a huge gulp from the bottle. Klaus chuckled, and I could see him watching me. "So, what's the plan now?"

"Hm?" He asked, eyebrows raised.

"What are you going to do now that he's gone?" I asked. I was fishing, and it was obvious. To anyone else it could have just looked like I was curious or having simple conversation. But to Klaus, he knew everything I was going to do before I even thought of it.

"Simple really." He said, swallowing another sip. "I'm going to reunite my family."

I furrowed my brows. That was not something I had been expecting.

"Wait, like the family you daggered and keep in caskets?" I asked. Klaus chuckled. "What makes you think they want to be reunited with you?"

"Only one way to be sure hm?" He challenged. "I'm sure they will all like to meet you."

I swallowed hard.

"When you say your family…" I trailed off. My heart beat was so loud I could hear it in my ears.

"I'm going to get my happy ending." Klaus said, leaning in toward me. "Whether you remember who you really are or not."

He turned and in a second he was gone. I couldn't breathe, I could barely even speak. Klaus wanted Alissa back, and he was going to do everything he could to do so. Even if that meant hurting me.

I ran in the opposite direction. I had to find Jace. I couldn't stay here. I searched frantically through the crowd but came up empty.

"Dammit." I cursed to myself. I then grabbed my phone, dialing Damon's number. It went to voicemail. "Dammit!"

I went around to the front of the house. Maybe Jace was there.

"Hiding from someone?"

I jumped, not recognizing the voice and came face to face with someone I knew, and yet I didn't.

"Mikel." I said, almost in a whisper. He had bright blue eyes, similar to Rebekah's. He smiled at me, and I could see a little twinkle in his eye as he looked me over.

"My wife wasn't wrong." He said, looking me up and down. "You look exactly like my dear Alissa ."

I took a deep breath. Seeing him, it ignited a fear inside me. I wondered if it was Leah's fear of him. I took a step back, away from him.

"I assume that my son is inside." He said, pointing toward the house. I nodded. "This ends tonight. I will be seeing you."

He walked past me, not even sparing another glance. He walked up to the front door, and spoke to someone that I never recognized. The further he was away, the safer I felt. Maria's warning rang in my head. Just because I was human, meant nothing. I had to get out of here.

"Alex!"

I turned and saw Jace running for me. He didn't stop his speed, he just grabbed my arm and led me toward his truck. I didn't stop him. I wanted to leave just as much as he did. I jumped into the passenger seat and Jace jumped into the drivers. He drove away quickly.

"What's going on?" I asked him. He didn't answer right away, never slowing down until we were a good distance away from the house.

"Damon told me to get you out of there." Jace said. "They are probably killing Klaus as we speak."

I swallowed. There was a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. I wanted this hold that Klaus held over me to be gone, and yet the idea of killing him didn't sit well with me. I guessed that it was the part of me that was Leah. I couldn't deny that part anymore.

"Klaus wanted his family back." I said, looking down at my hands. "All of them."

"Wait like…" Jace said, looking over to me. "All of them."

I nodded. He cussed, hitting the wheel. Klaus would stop at nothing to feel like he had a family again. Even if that meant keeping me against my will. But I wouldn't have to worry about that anymore. Klaus was going to die.

"What do you mean Klaus is alive?"

Elena, Jace, and I were watching Damon pace all over the foyer. He was throwing back glasses of bourbon like they were nothing. My stomach had fallen. He was alive. He would be coming after me.

"Stefan stopped me!" Damon yelled. "Bastard."

"And he used the dagger on Mikel?" Elena asked. Damon nodded. Our only chance to kill Klaus, and it was gone. I swallowed hard, letting my head fall into my hands.

"Where's Katherine?" Jace asked.

"She ran for the hills!" Damon yelled. "As soon as things got bad she was gone."

"Can't say I blame her." I said, standing up. I could feel their eyes on me as I poured myself a drink. "But we have a bigger problem on our hands."

They all stared at me expectantly, and I knocked back the dark liquor. It was bitter and burned as it went down, but soon my body became very warm.

"Klaus is alive, and pissed." I said, pouring more of the alcohol in my glass. "And now that Mikel's gone, he will stop at nothing to get his family back."

They all shared a look.

"Even the dead ones." I said, putting the glass to my lips. In a second, Damon was in front of me, his hands on my upper arms. I lowered the glass from my mouth and stared at him.

"I'm not going to let anything happen to you." He said. I had heard him make this promise before. But as hard as Damon fought to keep me safe, he couldn't kill Klaus. There was no stopping him, and Klaus wanted what he wanted.

"Time for the guardian to be protected." Elena said, giving me a smile. "We aren't going to let him take you, Alex."

I swallowed and nodded at her. Jace gave one curt nod, and I could see that determination on his face. I felt a weight be lifted from my shoulders. I was going to be ok. Or at least I would be.

I wasn't going down without a fight.