Hey guys! So just to clarify, Meredith didn't mean like a friends with benefits thing with Alaric. She likes him, but Alaric is with Lauren now so he wouldn't do that to her. Besides, if you break Lauren's heart Alex will break your face lol so I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Season 3 Episode 13 Bringing Out the Dead
"So, you mean to tell me that your big move was to bring Elijah back?" I asked, pacing the length of the parlor. Damon was sitting on the couch, nonchalantly having a drink. He had just dropped the bomb on me that before he gave Klaus the coffins, he decided to wake up one of Klaus' brothers, the one who betrayed us in the first place.
"Elijah wanted to destroy Klaus before." Damon explained. "Now he has his family, all in one place. Who's to say he would help me destroy Klaus now?"
"Because they are family!" I replied, still pacing. "Elijah betrayed us, for family. Klaus is doing all of this, for his family. These people are crazy loyal to their family."
Damon scoffed, taking another drink. I grabbed the glass and took it away from him. He glared at me.
"This is serious, Damon." I said. "Elijah can't be trusted."
"Well, that sucks." He said, standing. He towered over me. "Because I'm meeting with him today."
"What!?"
Damon shrugged, taking his glass back from me and drained its contents. He walked past me so he could pour himself another one. Out of all the allies Damon could have chosen, he picked the one who had already betrayed us. The one who loved his family dearly, who I wouldn't dream of actually killing his brother.
"You're not going." I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Damon looked up at me, his eyebrows cocked. "I'm serious."
"I know." Damon replied. "It's a cute look on you."
"Damon, stop." I groaned. He was being irrational. Elijah was not the answer. The back-stabbing Original was never the answer. And what hurt even more was that Damon hadn't told me…
"I'm meeting him, Alex." He said and then shrugged. "Whether you like it or not."
I watched him take his seat on the couch. I knew that he was going to do whatever the hell he wanted, regardless of what I said. If Damon believed this was our best option, then I knew that he would ignore every protest I had. I sighed, letting my arms fall to the side.
"I'm coming with you then." I said. Damon practically choked on his drink. "If you are hell-bent on going. You're going to need back-up."
"And you think that you can fight off an Original?" He asked. I nodded.
"That's what I was made for." I told him. "Besides, two against one is better odds. And I don't know what Elijah is feeling right now. It's best you don't go alone."
Damon stared at me for a long time, and I was prepared to hear him tell me all the reasons why I couldn't go. I stood firm, just waiting for him to say something. He stood up, looking me dead in the eye. We had done this before. I would tell him not to do something, he would do it anyway. He would tell me to stay put, and I wouldn't listen. While this should have made us incompatible, it really only strengthened our love. The one person we were always worried about, were each other. The one person's safety that we valued more than our own, was each other's. That's what made our love so strong.
"Fine." He muttered. I broke out into a grin. "But, you let me do the talking alright?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, because you are such a people person." I mumbled. He chuckled, taking my face in his hands. He leaned in to kiss me, a swift yet passionate kiss that left my knees weak. He pulled back, but I stopped him, bringing his lips back to mine for one more peck.
"I love you." I said, almost in a whisper. He smiled, kissing me again.
"As I love you." He replied. I took in a shaky breath, pushing him away, because I knew that if he kept talking like that we would never leave this house.
"Let's go." I said, taking his hand. He grinned, grabbing our jackets and closing the door behind us.
I would be lying if I said that I was not nervous about seeing Elijah again. I had held so much anger toward him, for messing up the whole plan we had and allowing Klaus to live. If he had done as he planned, none of this would have happened and maybe my life wouldn't be as messed up.
But then again… Alaric and my mom wouldn't be dating… he would still be with Jenna. Jenna would still be alive. Tyler would still be a werewolf. The Original family would still be trapped in coffins. Mikel wouldn't be dead.
Damon would have died… because there wouldn't have been a cure…
A lot had happened since then.
"What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?" Damon asked, pulling me from my thoughts. I shrugged. "Come on."
"I was just thinking about… what if Elijah had killed Klaus…" I said. "Everything would be different…"
"Not everything." Damon replied. I shook my head.
"You were bitten that night." I said. "If Klaus had died… you would have too."
Damon set his jaw. The idea of losing Damon… it was something I couldn't bear. I loved him, with every fiber of my being, I loved him. And if he would have died… I wasn't so sure that I would still be around.
"Hey." Damon said, catching my gaze. "You're not going to lose me."
I nodded, trying to pull myself together. Now was not the time to show weakness. Now was the time to be tough, because Elijah was on his way, and I had to be strong.
Ring
Damon looked down at his phone, answering the incoming call.
"Talk to me." He said, putting the phone on speaker. I could see Elena's name on the screen. I grimaced a bit.
"The sheriff stopped by this morning." Elena said. "They ran finger prints on the murder weapon of Brian Walters."
"Let me guess." Damon said with a smirk. "Pretty doctor ladies fingers were all over it."
I smacked Damon for good measure, even though I knew he probably barely felt it.
"No." Rick said. "It was Elena's."
Both Damon and I froze. I knew for certain that Elena wasn't a murderer. She kissed friend's boyfriends behind their backs sure, but she was no murderer.
"So you're the prime suspect, huh?" Damon asked.
"She doesn't think that I did it." Elena said. "She's just trying to find out why somebody used one of my family weapons to kill a council member."
Framing Elena was probably something that the last person should do. No one pegged her for something so heinous. Why frame Elena when the whole town loved her?
"Why don't we ask Meredith Fell if she has any idea how it got there?" Damon asked. I could see that he was not a big fan of this woman. I hadn't met her yet, but she didn't seem as psychotic as Damon claimed her to be.
"It wasn't Meredith." Elena stated sternly.
"But Brian Walters was her ex-boyfriend and Rick saw them fighting that night." Damon said.
"Just because they had a fight, doesn't mean she killed him." I spoke up finally. Damon scoffed. "Rick, who else knows about your stash of weapons?"
"Who doesn't?" Alaric asked. "Got weapons everywhere, here, the school, my loft, Damon's car. I've even got some stashed at your house."
"You're hiding weapons in my house?" I asked. I had never seen them. He was doing well at hiding them.
"Well, you told me to keep your mom safe…" Alaric replied.
"Enough with the awkward step family talk." Damon urged. "This has Klaus written all over it. He's just trying to screw with us."
When I hear murder, I usually thought of Klaus. He was very capable, and he had proved it many times. Maybe he was just trying to mess with us. Maybe it was a distraction for something much bigger.
"What if it was Stefan? He was crazy that night." Elena said. "And you know he was trying to get underneath Klaus's skin, he was capable of pretty much anything."
"What would Stefan get out of murdering the medical examiner?" I asked. I could practically feel Elena make a sad face through the phone. "I don't think Stefan would do that for no reason."
"Ahh, makes me nostalgic for the time when Stefan was a bunny snacking pacifist." Damon mused. "Anyway got to go, you'll know more later."
"Hey where are you?" Rick asked. Just then I turned, seeing that we were now not alone in the field where Damon planned to meet Elijah in. Elijah looked between Damon and me, his eyes lingering on me for a second before shifting back to Damon.
"Tea with an old friend." Damon said, shutting his phone. He slipped the device into his pocket, staring at Elijah carefully. I forced myself to calm down, but my palms were sweaty as I looked him over. He was unchanged, not that I expected much of a change. He had been daggered for so long. And he was the ultimate immortal.
"Damon." Elijah said with a nod. "Alexandra."
I shivered a bit as he said my name. I didn't even acknowledge his nod.
"Elijah. My favorite Original, back from the dead." Damon said. "Clean up nice."
"You left something in my jacket pocket." Elijah said, pulling the note from his lapel. Damon smirked.
"Oh, yeah. "Dear Elijah, let's get together, plot the destruction of your brother, XOXO."" Damon said.
"Damon." Elijah finished. I forced myself not to roll my eyes at the very Damon like note he left. There was a short pause, where the vampires just eyed one another. I didn't trust Elijah, and telling him any plan to kill Klaus was bad in my book. But this is what Damon wanted to do, and I would support him on it. Even if that meant messing up any plan of success.
"Was I right to undagger you or are we gonna have a problem?" Damon asked. Elijah held out his hands.
"I'm here." Elijah said. "Let's talk."
"I'll start with an easy question." Damon said. "Any idea what kind of Klaus-killing weapon could be magically sealed in a mystery coffin?"
Elijah cocked an eyebrow.
"A Klaus-killing weapon." Elijah repeated. "Well, I'm afraid I am unaware of such a thing."
I scoffed, earning a look from Damon, telling me to keep my mouth shut. Elijah eyed me, seeming to be inviting me to speak. I crossed my arms over my chest, and refused to do so.
"I think you do." Damon said. Elijah said nothing. "Come on. He betrayed you. Don't you want revenge?"
Elijah shrugged.
"I find that revenge does nothing but cause grief." Elijah said. "I do not want to kill my brother."
"I find that hard to believe." Damon continued. "You know he killed your mother right?"
Elijah's face twitched, but he did not respond. I narrowed my eyes. He knew something. Something he wasn't telling us.
"He told me." Elijah replied. "But that is in the past."
Damon let out a grunt. I could see him losing his confidence that he could convince Elijah onto our side. I knew that I told him that I would let him do all the talking, but that was getting us nowhere.
"I don't believe you." I said. Damon's head whipped to the side, giving me a wide eyed look. Elijah smirked.
"Oh you don't?" He asked, slightly amused. I stepped forward, and I knew that Damon wanted to pull me back, a safe distance behind Elijah. But Elijah didn't scare me. Not in the least bit.
"No." I said, shaking my head. "I think revenge is exactly what you want."
He narrowed his eyes as I stepped closer. Elijah and I… we understood one another. Without words, we could still understand the body language of the other. I wondered if that was something Alissa and him had.
"And I think that that coffin…" I said. "Has exactly what you need to get that revenge."
Elijah stared at me for a long time, his eyes so dark they were almost black. He had a strong exterior, much like Klaus. But so did I. And I wasn't backing down, not anymore. Not ever again.
"You've seen right through my wall of defense." Elijah said with a smile. "I will help you."
I smiled. I knew that he would come around. Klaus was the enemy, not us. Elijah would be rid of him, and he would get his family back. Then we could finally live in peace.
"What's in the coffin?" Damon asked.
"Nothing of your concern." Elijah replied. "What's important is that what is inside, can kill Klaus."
"Wait." I said, holding up a hand. "You don't get to get by withholding information. You betrayed us last time. What makes you think we can trust you this time?"
Elijah leaned forward, close to my face. He smelled of peppermint and lavender, an odd combination, but yet it felt so familiar.
"Because this time, I have everything to lose." He said. "Let's make a pact. Me and you."
I furrowed my brows.
"What kind of pact?" I asked. I could practically feel Damon glaring at me. Making deals with Originals was never a good idea. They were men of their word, but they always found a loophole or a way around the deal.
"You and I." Elijah said, gesturing between us. "Will be honest with one another. No lies. No deceit. Only truth."
I stared at him, with narrowed eyes, for a good couple minutes. I didn't say anything, and neither did Elijah. He just stood, with his palm outstretched, waiting for me to shake on it. I didn't trust Elijah, but if I had him on our side, where he thought I was always being truthful, maybe, I could actually be of some use.
"Deal." I said, taking his hand in mine. I shook it firmly, making Elijah smile. "So, how do we get Klaus?"
"Well, he trusts me." Elijah said. "If we arrange a meeting with him and Stefan, that would give us the time to undagger my family and we will take care of Klaus."
"Wait, you want to undagger your family?" Damon asked. "How will that help?"
"They are all angry at Klaus, as am I." Elijah said. "We will take him down. You have my word."
He said the last part when looking at me. I nodded, the silent understanding between us ever strong.
"Great." I said. "Damon and Stefan will meet with you tonight."
Elijah nodded, giving me one last smile before he turned and walked back the way he came. I took Damon's hand, pulling him toward where he left the car. Neither of us spoke, but I could see he desperately wanted to. We got to the car, where Damon released my hand and opened the door for me. I slid inside, waiting for him to get in the driver's seat.
"What the hell was that?" He asked once inside. I shrugged. "Stop doing that."
"I made a deal." I said. "I got Elijah on our side."
"I thought we agreed that I would do the talking." He said, his voice hinting that his pride was hurt. Damon arranged the meeting, and I completely took over. I wasn't even supposed to be there.
"You agreed." I reminded him. He scoffed. "Damon, I have pull with them. Whether you or I like it or not."
He set his jaw. I took his hand, making him look at me. As always, his blue eyes were icy and intense. He didn't want me wrapped up in all of this, for my safety. But I was part of this, much more than I wanted to be. I couldn't sit by if I had the chance to change things.
"Elijah will end Klaus." I told him. "And all of this… can end."
He watched me for a few seconds, his eyes covering my whole face. I kissed his fingers.
"And then… we can go to that island you talked about." I said, kissing another fingertip. "Just me… and you."
He didn't speak, but I could see his eyes glaze over. His hand threaded into my hair, pulling my face to his in a heated kiss. I responded almost instantly, moving my lips in rhythm with his. This would all be over, and he and I… we could be happy. We wouldn't have to worry about Stefan, or Elena, my mom, Rick, or anyone. We would be safe… and we would be together.
"I love you." He said, his voice husky. I smiled, kissing him again.
"As I love you." I said, repeating his words from earlier that day. He smirked, kissing the tip of my nose before he pulled back and began driving back toward town. But, he never released my hand whilst we drove.
The only thing that broke this perfect silence, was the sound of my annoying ringtone. I groaned loudly, making Damon laugh. Reluctantly, I pulled out my phone and answered it.
"Hello?" I said, more begrudgingly than I had meant to. I heard a sob come from the other line. "Caroline?"
"Can you please come to my house?" She asked, her voice sounding so raw and devastated. "It's… my dad."
"What happened?" I asked, all annoyance gone and concern took it's place. Damon was looking at me, his own concern on his face. I didn't think he was that concerned over Caroline or Bill, but obviously something was going on.
"He was killed." She said, another sob bubbling to her throat. "And he had vampire blood in his system and I don't know what to do and-"
"Care." I said, cutting her off before she went completely manic. "I'll be right there."
"Ok." She replied with a sniffle. I closed my phone and turned to Damon. He didn't say a word, he just pushed his foot on the accelerator so that he could get me to Caroline's faster. I took his hand again, squeezing it tightly to say thank you. He let out a breath, silently saying you're welcome.
Jace was trying to help Alaric take inventory of his weapons. Really, he was getting more in the way then actually helping. Bill Forbes had been stabbed that morning. They had killed him the same way that someone had killed the medical examiner. And from what Elena had said, the knife looked suspiciously like one of Alaric's.
"So, who do you think took it?" Jace asked, finally giving up and letting Alaric do his thing. The older man was looking over every weapon with scrutiny. It was like he was hoping he would find it and that it wouldn't be true.
"Well, I hate to say this…" Rick said, leaning against the table. "But I'm betting on Meredith."
"I thought we put that to rest." Jace replied. Rick shook his head.
"We never confirmed or denied." He said. "I think Elena just hopes that it's not her."
Jace nodded, looking over a stake. It was carved much like Alex's was, the one that Klaus broke in half. Jace picked it up, observing it.
"Any particular interest in that one?" Alaric asked. Jace looked up, seeing that he was smiling. Jace shrugged. "Come on kid. You can talk to me."
Jace swallowed.
"Well… Alex's stake… the one John gave her…" Jace said. "Klaus broke it… and I know that she wishes she could have it back."
Alaric furrowed his brows, and Jace felt stupid for even bringing it up. Even if he could fix it, which he tried but Klaus had splintered it to no repair, it wouldn't be the same. If he made a whole new one, it wouldn't be from her dad. It would just be a copy. But it was better than nothing.
"You want me to teach you how to make one?" Alaric asked. Jace blinked a couple times. "Sure. I'll teach you."
"Really?" Jace asked with a smile. Alaric grinned, that all knowing grin he always gave him. "Thanks Rick."
"No problem kid." He said, clapping Jace on the back.
There was a small pause of silence, where both of them just stared at the table full of weapons. The conversation wasn't done, there was still something hanging in the air. It was just a question of who would speak first.
"You still haven't told her huh?" Alaric asked, breaking the silence. Jace knew immediately who he was talking about, because they had had this conversation before. Jace swallowed hard, picking dirt at his finger nails.
"I tried." Jace replied. "But it wasn't even her."
"Right." Alaric replied. "Maria."
Jace grunted. Ever since that conversation, where he admitted his feelings for Alex, he hadn't been able to regain that confidence. It took a long while to get it in the first place, so he was having trouble trying to find it again.
"I can't lose her Rick." Jace finally said. He could feel Rick staring at him. "She means too much."
"But by not telling her…" Alaric said. "You're tearing yourself apart."
Jace simply nodded. Alaric sighed, slipping into a seat next to Jace. Jace hadn't had a father figure in so long, but Alaric seemed to be the next best thing. He was like everyone's father, always lending a listening ear and good advice. Sometimes… it made Jace miss his own father. The way his shirts always smelled like the building he worked in. The way his hair was so dark, it was hard for him to claim Jace as his own. But his eyes, those were Jace. He missed everything about his parents.
"I don't think you could ever lose her." Alaric said, pulling him from his thoughts. "You're too important to her."
"If I say anything, Damon will kill me anyway." Jace replied. Alaric chuckled. "I just want her to be happy, and have a good, normal life."
"And you don't think Damon can provide that?" Alaric asked. He wasn't attacking Jace, he was more just curious to see what he would say.
"I know she's happy." Jace said. "Damon would do anything for her."
Alaric nodded. It was no secret that both Damon and Jace would die for Alex. She knew it too, whether she wanted to admit it or not. But there was something that Jace could give Alex that Damon never could.
"What if she wants to grow old?" Jace asked. "Have kids? A vampire can't do that."
"But you can." Alaric finished for him. Jace nodded. "I don't think Alex has thought that far ahead."
Jace nodded. He didn't really want to think about it either, getting older, getting married, having kids… but he knew that's what he wanted. He wanted to leave behind this crazy life, one with vampires, witches, werewolves, and hybrids. He wanted a normal life, a house on the country side, with a beautiful wife by his side. When he imagined it, he always saw Alex standing next to him. Little blonde children running around the front yard, with her eyes, big and green. He wanted that. He wanted her.
"I can do so much better for her." Jace said, almost in a whisper. Alaric stared at him for a long time and then he sighed.
"I know." He replied. The two just sat there, in complete silence, stewing over what had just occurred. Telling Alex was one of the worst things Jace could do. But he couldn't hide those feelings anymore. It was getting too hard. And Damon couldn't give Alex what Jace could. She would never have a normal life, because if she were to be with Damon for the rest of her life, she would have to turn.
Jace shuddered at the thought.
"Hey Rick." It was Elena's voice. "I brought that knife you… oh hey Jace."
"Hi." Jace replied, but he didn't hide his disappointment very well. Elena's big eyes narrowed before she looked at Rick suspiciously.
"Is everything ok?" She asked. Much like Alex, she always knew when something wasn't right. Also like Alex, she always wanted to get to the root of that problem.
"Yup." Alaric said, taking the knife that was wrapped in a cloth. "So, this was used to kill Bill?"
"Yeah…" Elena replied, still not looking convinced that everything was right. But she let it go. "I took it from the sheriff's office."
Alaric pulled back the bloodied cloth and his eyes widened in surprise. Jace could see also the flash of disappointment before he covered the knife once more.
"This is from a crawl space in the foyer." Alaric explained. "Which means Meredith knew where it was."
All signs were pointing to Meredith being guilty. She knew Alaric had weapons stashed all over the place. She could have snuck in and found some to use for her sick plan, whatever that was.
"Caroline?" I called out when I entered her house. My heart was pounding, and I was beyond worried about her. "Caroline!"
I turned toward the foyer and found her standing there. Her eyes were red and puffy, from her crying. I felt my heart break at the sight of her. She let out a sob, running to me and I put my arms around her. She cried into my shoulder.
"Caroline…" I said, patting her hair down. "Hey, it's ok."
"No it's not." She cried. "He doesn't want to feed."
I pulled her back, furrowing my brows.
"He wants to die." She said, more tears forming in her blue eyes. I felt my mouth open, but no sound came out. No words of encouragement or a solution. Just nothing.
I pulled her back to me and let her cry. If Bill didn't feed, he would die. I wasn't sure how long that would take, days? Weeks? Hours? Either way, if we didn't find out a way to convince him to feed, Caroline's dad would die.
"Care…" I said, pulling her back. I pushed hair out of her face. "We will figure this out."
She didn't speak, she just nodded. I put my arm around her and we sat down on her couch. There was a long time when both of us were silent. She wiped away a few tears now and then, but neither of us spoke. She was holding my hand in a death grip, as if she let go, she may fall to pieces again. The lack of blood flow to my hand was causing discomfort, but I didn't tell her.
"What was it like?" Caroline asked, making me furrow my brows. "When John died?"
My eyes widened a bit at the question. I didn't exactly know how to answer it… Bill and Caroline's relationship was different from mine and John's. But still, I had lost my father… He died to save me.
"At first… it hadn't really sunk in." I said. "I mean… he wasn't there for me for a long time…"
Caroline nodded.
"But, after I processed it…" I continued. "I felt… angry… sad… confused…"
She squeezed my hand, I guess in a way of comfort. I swallowed at a lump forming in my throat.
"Sometimes, I would think he was just going to show up." I said, a bit of laughter in my voice. "Start lecturing me about how vampires are bad."
Caroline smiled, and so did I. But mine soon faded.
"But… then it sank in that… he's never coming back." I said, swallowing again. "And now… I'm just numb."
Caroline nodded again, looking down at her lap. I put my arm around her, squeezing her shoulder reassuringly. She leaned her head down on my shoulder, but she didn't cry. She just sat there in silence, staring at the wall.
"You're going to get through this." I whispered. "I'll be right here."
She didn't say anything, but I knew she was smiling. Caroline had been dealt some tough cards, with becoming a vampire against her will, her boyfriend being sired to our worst enemy, and now her dad… I wondered how she hadn't lost her mind.
But then I remembered that Caroline was strong. She didn't think she was, and sometimes it was hard to believe. But this Forbes girl was one of the strongest willed people I knew, and I wished I could have that strength. If it were my mom in this situation… I wasn't sure what I would do. I would probably go off the deep end.
So, I would be here for Caroline. I would want someone to be there for me.
Damon sat at a large table, sitting across from Elijah and Klaus. Stefan was to his left, and he could see his little brother was not happy about being there. He had to force himself not to look at Elijah. There was no telling if Elijah would go through with this plan or not, but Damon had faith. Klaus had screwed him over, so Elijah was entitled to the same.
"Damon." Klaus said, catching his attention. "Where is our lovely Alexandra tonight?"
Damon swallowed his bite of food, hating the way that Klaus said our Alexandra.
"She is with a friend for the night." Damon said as pleasantly as possible. "She's having a hard time."
"Ah, yes." Klaus said, taking a sip of wine. "She is very loyal when it comes to her friends."
Damon didn't reply. He hated the connection that Alex had with the Originals. It was something he could never understand, and he knew that she barely understood it herself. But there was something else. He was afraid that the past would dictate her future. She had a connection with all of them, and he feared what that would do to her.
"A very charming young woman." Klaus said with a wink. "Much like her predecessor."
"Niklaus." Elijah warned. Klaus acted innocent, but he knew what he was doing. He was toying with Damon. "Why don't we shift this conversation to the terms of this proposal?"
Elijah sent Damon a look, one that signaled that he should speak.
"That's very simple. Klaus gets his coffin back." Damon said. "In exchange, he and the Original extended family leave Mystic Falls forever."
Klaus narrowed his eyes a bit, but continued to keep that amused smirk of his on his face.
"Me, Stefan, Alex, and Elena live happily ever after." Damon finished. "No grudges."
"The deal sounds fair, brother." Elijah said. Klaus simply ignored him.
"I don't think you understand." Klaus said. "Elena's doppelgänger blood insures that I will always have more hybrids to fight those that oppose me."
Stefan was glaring from his seat, and Damon was silently begging him not to speak.
"And well, you know the whole situation with Alexandra." Klaus said with a smirk. "I will never leave either behind."
Damon ground his teeth together. Klaus had threatened to take Alex before, and he was just waiting until the psycho hybrid tried anything. Damon wouldn't let him take her, or Elena for that matter.
"I need some air." Damon said, moving toward the front door. He could see Elijah eyeing him before he disappeared down the long hallway. Now was time to put their plan in motion. Damon silently went to where Elijah instructed him to go once he had a chance to get away.
In the large room, were the coffins that Damon had stolen. He quickly popped one open, seeing a long haired man in time period clothing. He pulled the dagger from him. The next coffin was another man, younger and had shorter hair. He removed that dagger as well. Then the third held Rebekah, in her homecoming dress that no one ever got to see. Damon pulled the dagger from her chest.
"They should be awake in a few minutes."
Damon turned to see Elijah walking into the room. Damon handed him the special daggers. The older vampire took them, weighing them in his hands.
"Are you sure this will work?" Damon asked. Elijah nodded.
"My siblings are quite cross with Klaus." He said. "They won't need much convincing."
Damon nodded and the two fell silent. He could see the one with the longer hair's finger twitch. It wouldn't be long now.
"You know I won't let him take Alex." Damon said, continuing to look at the Original siblings. "I'd die before I let that happen."
"I know." Elijah replied. Rebekah's hand moved. "I will not force Alexandra to join my family."
Damon looked over at Elijah, slightly surprised. Elijah seemed to be less hell bent on getting Alex on their side, not like Klaus was.
"But if she comes to me…" Elijah said. "You won't stop her."
Damon opened his mouth to say something, but the vampires were rising from their caskets. The two men looked around confused, Damon guessed that they had been asleep for a long time. Rebekah, her eyes were filled with anger and vengeance. Damon was beginning to think this would work.
"Brothers. And sister." Elijah said, getting their attention. "We don't have much time."
"Where is Niklaus?" The one with longer hair growled. "I will tear him apart slowly and painfully."
"Now, now, Finn." Elijah said. "Niklaus is downstairs. He has been patiently waiting our arrival."
"What are we waiting for then?" Rebekah asked. "Let's go!"
Elijah stood in front of his sister, holding his hands up to stop him. Damon awkwardly stood there, wanting nothing else than to flee the room. He wouldn't though. He wouldn't show weakness or fear in front of people who could kill him.
"Wait for my signal." Elijah said. The three siblings nodded. "Come, Damon. Tonight this ends."
Damon nodded slowly, walking with Elijah back down the steps and toward the dining room. Klaus was standing in the middle of the room, one of the human servants he compelled, dead lying on the floor.
"What do you say, Klaus? It's time for you to put something on the table." Damon said. "We've made our offer, now you counter."
Klaus chuckled.
"Okay. I offer Elena's future happiness. You see, what she needs right now is to be rid of you lot." Klaus said. "And to fall in love with a human, maybe that nice football player, you know the blond one?"
"Matt Donovan?" Stefan asked. Klaus grinned.
"Yeah, why not?" Klaus said. "They'll marry, live a long and fruitful life, and pop out a perfect family."
"And continue the Petrova bloodline." Stefan said. "Every few hundred years, you'll have a new doppelgänger to drain and never run out of hybrids, right Klaus?"
"And a new guardian…" Damon said, his voice almost in a whisper. Klaus' smile turned wicked, at the sight of Damon's discomfort.
"Then you will understand what it's like." Klaus said. "To have someone you love not remember you."
Damon swallowed, fighting to urge to take one of these forks and stab it through Klaus' eye. Alex would eventually die, she would have to. But continuing would be the guardian reincarnated. What if he came across one? Could he handle it? Seeing the love of his life there, but not really there?
"So, what do you say Stefan, hmm?" Klaus asked. "Do we have a deal?"
He had his hand extended out, waiting for a shake. Stefan stood there for a long moment, looking Klaus over. Klaus had that signature smirk on his face, just waiting. Stefan made his own smirk and started walking over to Klaus.
"What are you doing?" Damon asked. He was wondering when the hell Elijah would give his signal. His stupid little brother was about to agree to have Elena compelled to forget all of this. Stefan grabs Klaus' hand and then leaned in really close.
"Nice try, Klaus." Stefan said with a grin. "But no deal."
Klaus' own smirk faded and it was replaced with a face of anger. He swiftly, broke Stefan's arm as if it was a twig, and then his leg. Stefan let out a sharp wail as Klaus pushed Stefan's hand in the fire.
Damon jumped, about to rush over and save his brother, but Elijah stopped him. The older vampire had him pushed against the wall, his forearm on his throat, preventing him from moving.
"What are you doing?" Damon asked Elijah. He should have known. Alex was right. Elijah couldn't be trusted. He was too loyal to his family to betray Klaus. He had been tricked again.
"Ahhh!" Stefan let out a yell, the fire burning his hand badly. Damon struggled against Elijah's hold on him.
"Stop!" Damon yelled. Klaus looked up at him.
"Now, bring me my coffin before I burn him alive." Klaus threatened. Damon glared at Klaus and then at Elijah. His face was blank of emotion.
"I'll get it." Damon muttered, and Elijah let him go. He turned toward the door. What else was he supposed to do? He couldn't let Stefan die. His little brother had saved him way too many times, so Damon owed him.
"Go with him, brother. You keep him honest." Klaus told Elijah. "And when you return, I will make good on my promise to you and I will hand over our family."
Elijah nodded, taking Damon's arm roughly and leading him toward the front door. Damon jerked his arm away from Elijah.
"I should have known." Damon barked. "I knew you couldn't be trusted."
"Now, now Damon." Elijah said, pulling the silver daggers out from his pocket. "There is no need for a fuss."
"You just let him hurt my baby brother." Damon said. Elijah shrugged. "You're a bastard."
"There is no need for harsh words." Elijah replied. He snapped his fingers and in a second, his two brothers and Rebekah stood behind him. "I will keep my word."
Damon looked around at the family. It was all an act. Elijah needed to have an escape so that he could give the signal. Damon smirked.
"I told Alexandra that I would no longer lie to her." Elijah said. "And I will do just that."
Damon smiled wickedly as Elijah and him walked back into the room. Klaus still had hold of Stefan, but when they entered the room, he looked up in surprise.
"Elijah...why haven't you left?" Klaus asked. Elijah smirked.
"Where are you manners, brother?" Elijah toyed with him. "We forgot dessert."
He pulled out the silver daggers then, making Klaus' eyes widen.
"What have you done?" Klaus asked. Elijah chuckled.
"What have you done? You see, I've learned not to trust your vulgar promises, Klaus." Elijah explained. "We're doing this on my terms now."
He snapped his fingers and in ran in the shorter haired brother. He stood right in front of Klaus, a mean glare on his face.
"Kol." Klaus said.
"Long time, brother." Kol replied with narrowed eyes. Klaus began to back away from Kol and ran right into the longer haired Original. He had a silver dagger in his hand, and grabbed Klaus and stabbed the dagger through Klaus' own hand.
"Finn don't!" Klaus yelled, running away and coming face to face with Rebekah. "Rebekah!"
She stabs him in the gut with a dagger.
"This is for our mother." Rebekah said. She pulled the dagger from Klaus and he fell backward into Kol's arms. He restrains him.
"You're free to go." Elijah said to the brothers. "This is family business."
Damon nodded, grabbing Stefan and running away from the house. He had a wicked grin on his face, and once he and his brother were a safe distance from the house, he pulled out his phone.
Pretty girl, we got him.
"I like what you've done with the new place, Nik." Rebekah said, grabbing a vase and throwing it to a nearby wall with a painting. Klaus was panting, leaning against a table.
"I wanted it to be for all of us. A place we could all call home." Klaus explained. "A place we could all be a family. None of us would ever have to be alone again."
"Well you're right, none of us will be." Elijah said.
"You're staying behind." Finn continued. Klaus furrowed his brows.
"We're leaving you, Nik. Right after I kill that doppelgänger wench, then you will be alone." Rebekah said. "Always and forever."
His siblings turned toward the door, and a flash of anger went through him. He stood up straight.
"If you run, I will hunt all of you down" Klaus threatened. Elijah turned around, looking his younger brother in the eye.
"Then you'll become everything you hate." Elijah said. "Our father."
Klaus balled his hands into fists. He was the one with the power. He was the hybrid. He wouldn't let them tear him down. They were supposed to listen to him. To fear him.
"I'm the hybrid! I can't be killed!" Klaus shouted. "I have nothing to fear from any of you."
Elijah chuckled.
"You will when we have that coffin." He said.
Suddenly, the front door opened with a loud bang. The siblings turned toward the door to see who was the intruder. In walked in a beautiful blonde woman, who had a long dress on that was so familiar to them. They stopped, no one made a sound. Klaus was the only one who tore his gaze away.
She looked them all over critically, her eyes large and brown.
"Mother?" Rebekah was the first to speak. Esther smiled at her before she set her sights on Klaus. She walked forward until she was right in front of him.
"Look at me." She ordered. Klaus obeyed. "Do you know why I'm here?"
Klaus had tears in his eyes as he stared at his mother. His siblings still seemed to be in shock about seeing her. They all thought she was dead.
"You're here to kill me." Klaus said, almost in a whisper. Esther stared at him for a long time, her eyes cool and calculating. She then took a deep breath.
"Niklaus, you are my son and I am here to forgive you." She said. "I want us to be a family again."
Everyone stared at her in shock, even Klaus. She took his face in her hands and she smiled.
"All of us." She said, emphasizing the word. It took Klaus a second to realize what she meant. Then he grinned wickedly as he finally understood.
"But mother…" Rebekah said, understanding what her mother meant. "The guardian does not remember who she is…"
Esther turned to her daughter.
"Then we will make her."