Part 10
So Elena was really...real. Jane wasn't sure she wanted to be walking around with someone who was supposed to be dead and buried, considering all the grief she had for looking like this girl.
What was so special about her, anyway? Jane thought moodily as she followed Elena to Bonnie's house. So she was blonde and had blue eyes, was that the ultimate calling for popularity - and on top of it two vampires attracted to you?
~Let's not forget what you were like before you came here,~ Jane's inner voice pointed out. Jane ignored it, deciding this was probably a bad route to go down and she'd come to some simple conclusion about it after all. ~i.e. jealousy?~ The head voice wouldn't let this one go.
She was briefly distracted by the sound of sirens and the flashing red and blue lights of police cars somewhere near by. She frowned, a sinking feeling opening up inside her.
"That doesn't sound good," she said.
Elena barely glanced up. "I can't be seen around any sort of authority figures. It's probably nothing, come on."
It didn't feel like nothing to Jane. "I want to go and see...I was supposed to be meeting a friend..." Jane was almost running in the direction of the flashing lights. They should have gone after school, like they had planned instead of waiting till that evening. Sarah had forgotten she had a newspaper meet or something. So they had changed plans.
Jane came up short behind some uniformed police offers, staring at the body. Her long brown hair covered her face, but Jane recognised the short cream skirt and purple camisole, Sarah had been wearing them earlier. Her skin, she noticed, was almost unnaturally pale.
The police officers finally became of Jane standing behind them. "You shouldn't be here, Miss, this is a crime scene. Run along now." The voice was firm, and Jane knew she couldn't hang around, it wasn't worth arguing.
Her insides turning numb, she walked back the way they'd come, finding Elena watching in the shadows, an annoyed expression on her face. "Who was it?"
"Sarah. The friend I was supposed to be meeting." Jane shook her head, not understanding how it could be possible that Sarah was dead, when they had only been talking on the phone about ten minutes ago.
A piece of darkness beside her was becoming solid, and now revealed himself to be Damon. "Allegra strikes," he said dryly, nodding in the direction of the crime scene.
Jane frowned. "Who's Allegra?"
"The vampire Stefan thinks is responsible for all this crap," Elena said angrily. "Damon, what are you doing here?"
Damon smiled. "Making sure nothing happens to you."
"I can take care of myself," Elena snapped.
Jane wondered what the problem was. No one in Elena's life was dead at the moment, so why was she being a bitch? She remembered the other woman she had seen outside the library after her first encounter with Damon. The one she had thought of the reincarnation of Katherine. Her eyes rolled, deciding not to comment. This was starting to seem a little silly to her.
Stefan had loved Katherine, Katherine had done something stupid resulting as him and Damon being vampires and hating them. Damon had run off to make the most of his powers and immortality. Stefan had spent five hundred years wallowing in self pity. Somewhere along the lines, he had found himself a new girlfriend. Obviously something had gone wrong. Katherine's revenge plan had screwed up, so now Allegra, whoever she was, was having her hand at it.
"What's this Allegra girl's problem, anyway?" she asked, finally. She was having trouble concentrating. She was certain Elena and Damon had been there a minute ago. Now where...oh, they...they'd moved, but she couldn't see them clearly. A grey haze was starting to cloud her vision, making her feel a little sick.
She heard yelling, and Damon saying something cutting she would have probably admired if her head wasn't spinning. ~Come on, focus~ the inner voice, actually trying to help her. ~It's important.~
But Jane couldn't hold on. The darkness took her.
* * *
So Elena was really...real. Jane wasn't sure she wanted to be walking around with someone who was supposed to be dead and buried, considering all the grief she had for looking like this girl.
What was so special about her, anyway? Jane thought moodily as she followed Elena to Bonnie's house. So she was blonde and had blue eyes, was that the ultimate calling for popularity - and on top of it two vampires attracted to you?
~Let's not forget what you were like before you came here,~ Jane's inner voice pointed out. Jane ignored it, deciding this was probably a bad route to go down and she'd come to some simple conclusion about it after all. ~i.e. jealousy?~ The head voice wouldn't let this one go.
She was briefly distracted by the sound of sirens and the flashing red and blue lights of police cars somewhere near by. She frowned, a sinking feeling opening up inside her.
"That doesn't sound good," she said.
Elena barely glanced up. "I can't be seen around any sort of authority figures. It's probably nothing, come on."
It didn't feel like nothing to Jane. "I want to go and see...I was supposed to be meeting a friend..." Jane was almost running in the direction of the flashing lights. They should have gone after school, like they had planned instead of waiting till that evening. Sarah had forgotten she had a newspaper meet or something. So they had changed plans.
Jane came up short behind some uniformed police offers, staring at the body. Her long brown hair covered her face, but Jane recognised the short cream skirt and purple camisole, Sarah had been wearing them earlier. Her skin, she noticed, was almost unnaturally pale.
The police officers finally became of Jane standing behind them. "You shouldn't be here, Miss, this is a crime scene. Run along now." The voice was firm, and Jane knew she couldn't hang around, it wasn't worth arguing.
Her insides turning numb, she walked back the way they'd come, finding Elena watching in the shadows, an annoyed expression on her face. "Who was it?"
"Sarah. The friend I was supposed to be meeting." Jane shook her head, not understanding how it could be possible that Sarah was dead, when they had only been talking on the phone about ten minutes ago.
A piece of darkness beside her was becoming solid, and now revealed himself to be Damon. "Allegra strikes," he said dryly, nodding in the direction of the crime scene.
Jane frowned. "Who's Allegra?"
"The vampire Stefan thinks is responsible for all this crap," Elena said angrily. "Damon, what are you doing here?"
Damon smiled. "Making sure nothing happens to you."
"I can take care of myself," Elena snapped.
Jane wondered what the problem was. No one in Elena's life was dead at the moment, so why was she being a bitch? She remembered the other woman she had seen outside the library after her first encounter with Damon. The one she had thought of the reincarnation of Katherine. Her eyes rolled, deciding not to comment. This was starting to seem a little silly to her.
Stefan had loved Katherine, Katherine had done something stupid resulting as him and Damon being vampires and hating them. Damon had run off to make the most of his powers and immortality. Stefan had spent five hundred years wallowing in self pity. Somewhere along the lines, he had found himself a new girlfriend. Obviously something had gone wrong. Katherine's revenge plan had screwed up, so now Allegra, whoever she was, was having her hand at it.
"What's this Allegra girl's problem, anyway?" she asked, finally. She was having trouble concentrating. She was certain Elena and Damon had been there a minute ago. Now where...oh, they...they'd moved, but she couldn't see them clearly. A grey haze was starting to cloud her vision, making her feel a little sick.
She heard yelling, and Damon saying something cutting she would have probably admired if her head wasn't spinning. ~Come on, focus~ the inner voice, actually trying to help her. ~It's important.~
But Jane couldn't hold on. The darkness took her.
* * *