Mary brought out a cover from the closet for Matt. She wasn't too surprised when she saw he was already asleep. She looked up as the phone rang. 'Maybe it's mom and dad. wonder where
they are anyway...' She picked up the phone, "Hello?"
Mary hadn't realized that Bonnie was still up until she heard her sister's voice on the phone. Shrugging she hung up the phone. She walked to the back porch. She wrapped her arms around her chest and stared up at the sky. The velty night sky was melting away into the morning sun. HSe hadn't realized just how late it was until that moment. The sky was a canvas of watercolor. It seemed to make all the worries of the previous night fade. How odd things looked in the light. Memories came back to her of when she was a small child ,huddled beneath the covers, hiding from creatures only she could see. Were they in her imagination? Were they real?
She was begining to question everything she knew, possibly even her sanity. Perhaps grounding and meditation would help her to think clearer. Slipping off her socks, she stepped off the porch onto the cool earth. The dewy grass tickled between her toes. She raised her arms to the
sky and closed her eyes. Slowly she drifted into a meditative state. becoming oblivious to the world around her.
Her voice echoed to Matt. "Matt!" She was inside his head. "Matt! They're there! They're watching you! Matt! Wake up! You must wake up!" Somehow her meditation had turned into a state of dream time. She could see them. The eyes were watching them...plotting.
Her eyes snapped open and she was back in her back yard. "Bonnie!" She shouted to her sister as she ran up into the house and up the stairs. "Bonnie! It's not over!"
Alaric heard two female voices answer the phone at the same time. "Uh, Bonnie? How are you? Look, I was wondering if Matt was there and if so, can I talk to him?" He waited for her to answer, as
he fiddled with the phone cord. He looked over at Meredith, who was still out cold. 'God, I wish she would wake up', he thought to himself.
Bonnie raised a shapely brow as she heard her sister pick up, say hello, then hang up. Bonnie smiled as she heard Alaric's voice. "Yeah I'm fine, a little fuzzy but I'll be ok. Uh, Matt's down stairs let me go see if he's up." Taking the cordless phone with her she opened her bedroom door and walked down stairs. When she arrived into the living room she saw Matt lying on the couch with a blanket on top of him. She had to smile at the image of Matt sleeping like a baby on the couch. "Alaric he's asleep, do you want me to wake him up? Is there something wrong with Meredith? Is she awake?" Bonnie grimaced, 'Good going Bon, everyone's had a weird night and you're playing 20 questions with your old history teacher.' She looked around the room and wondered where her sister had gone off to.
"No Bonnie, Meredith is not awake yet. In fact, that is why I am calling. I don't want to leave her but; I just had a thought, we left Stefan alone in the crypt with Katherine. How do we know that she isn't going to wake up and kill the first person she sees?" His breathing quickened as he spoke. "Bonnie, I think someone should go and check on him. Maybe you and Matt can go. I would go myself but, like I said I don't want to leave Mer alone." He held the receiver away from his face so he wasn't breathing in Bonnie's ear and waited for her reply.
Bonnie listened as Alaric voiced his concern for Stefan and nodded. "Yeah you're right, that girl's very unpredictible." Kneeling down in front of Matt she nudged him gently until his eyes opened and he smiled groggily at her. "Hey Bonnie, something wrong?" his voice was sleepy and she had to smile at his rumpled look. "Alaric's on the phone, he thinks somebody should check on Stefan at the crypt. He says he'd go but there hasn't been any change with Meredith. Would you mind going?" She stood up as Matt swung his feet off the couch and on to the floor. He shook his head to clear his mind, "Yeah sure. No problem." He looked up and gave her a small smile. The nap had been enough, it would have been nice to be able to have a couple more hours but duty called.
Bonnie stepped away from the couch as he stood up. "He's going to go check on Stefan and I'm going to go through one of my spell books to see if there's something in there about Meredith's condition. I have no idea where Mary went off to but I'm going to go find out before going back up stairs. Call me if there's any change. Bye Alaric." Clicking the phone off she placed it on the coffee table and handed Matt his shoes. "Here sleepy head, you might need these." She grinned as she heard him chuckle softly and nod in agreement. "You're right I might." he said as he balanced on one foot then the other pulling his shoes on.
When his shoes were laced and his hair smoothed back in place he shrugged. "Well I'll see you later today okay?" Impulsively his gave her a quick reassuring hug. "Everything will be ok Bon, we'll find out what's wrong with Meredith I'm sure." He released her after the breif embrace and left the house. Bonnie ran to the door and watched his truck drive off in the direction of the cemetary. Closing and locking the door she walked the house over and not finding her sister in her room or in the kitchen chanced looking out the back door. She found her sister in a state of meditation and decided not to bother her. Closing the door softly she grabbed the phone from the table, went back up to her room, and picked the book back up, sitting once more in the window seat.
Her gaze traveled from the pages to the world outside her window. The sky was brightening and she wondered if Elena had went to her Aunt's before the people of the town started to move around. Shrugging she looked back down at the book. Elena was a big girl and could take care of herself but Bonnie still worried about the way her friend had been acting since being back 'in the flesh'. Suddenly Bonnie felt the need to change cloths. 'If I'm going to be reading a while I want to be comfortable.' She thought as she stood up and walked away from the window to her closet. She pulled the top off and shimmied out of her jeans. The sound of metal clinking on her floor brought her attention down to her feet.
There lay the ring she had bought the previous night as a saftey net. Snatching it up before it rolled under the bed she slipped it on her finger so she wouldn't misplace it or lose it. Tossing her cloths in the hamper she went to her dresser and pulled out a green silk night gown. After pulling the gown over her head she pulled her hair free of the pony tail and allowed her hair to hang loose around her shoulder. Tossing the hair tie on to her vanity she walked back to the window seat and sat back down pulling the book back into her lap. "Ok, out of body experiences." She thought out loud once more skimming through the book as the sun rose in the sky.
Damon sooned tired of following Elena. She was okay as long as Katherine was tied up. He was sure his snivling brother would send out a panic wave if Katherine got loose. He stopped and watched as she walked on, a touchof longin banging away in his heart. Should he just give up, let Stefan win. He chuckled to himself as he turned and began walking the other way. Bonnie's blood was still burning through his body, lucky for the group of girls giggling on the other side of the street.
He wasn't a bit tired. Katherine hadn't posed nearly the threat he had thought. He thought of heading back to the crypt, helping Stefan take a pint or two from Katherine, but being near his brother was the last thing onhis mind. Then his thoughts turned to the firey little red head. He did owe her a walk. He had after all brought Mary back in one piece, whether by his own choice or not..
He jogged lightly to her house, enjoying the way the light wind felt in his face, blowing through his hair. He stopped as he reacehd the side of Bonnie's house, sensing Mary before he saw her. He shrank back into the shadows and smiled. Looking up he saw that her bedroom window was open. Guess Bonnie will never learn of the dangers that lurk right outside in the darkness. Well, semi darkness, he corrected himself as the sun began to break the horizon.
He ran his fingers though his hair at a half attempt of straigthening it. Instead of helping it, it gave him even more of a dishevled wild appearance. He popped the lock on the front door with a flick of his wrist, and made his way up the stairs. He opened the door silently.
Like a cat with a mouse. He thought as Bonnie never moved.
"I can think of a couple in body ecperiences I woulnd't mind trying..." He let the seduction spread across his face in a smile, and knew that when Bonnie reached his eyes, she would see it there as well.
The sound of Damon's voice caused Bonnie to stand up suddenly and the book fell out of her lap, landing on the window seat with a soft thud. "Damon." she said softly as she walked forward and ushered him in. After glancing quickly out into the hall way she closed the door and leaned back against it. He had taken her by suprise and had made her pulse quicken at the meer sight of him. She had figured he'd be out watching over Elena. "To what do I owe this honor?" She said as she looked up into his eyes. His comment as he entered her room hadn't gone unheard and she blushed slightly as she envisioned the 'in body experiences' he had in mind.
There was no denying his appeal, even though his hair looked a bit mussed. 'God he looks like he just got out of bed after...' She let her thoughts trail off as she looked away towards the window where she had been previously sitting. "Matt went to check on Stefan and Alaric's with Meredith. She's a floating spirit right now, don't ask me how it happened but that's why I fainted earlier. She contacted me at the well and told me that she was out of her body." After a brief pause she looked back up at him. "How's Elena?" While she talked she had began to unconsciously rub her thumb against her collar bone with one hand as the other rested on the door knob. Her thoughts were a bit jumbled. First a vampire chick thought turned to dust pops up and now Meredith was probably off floating somewhere in town. It was all too much for her in 24 hours time.
Damon shrugged. "Don't know. Off somewhere doing who knows what." He shrugged his jacket off and tossed it on the window seat next to where Bonnie's book had fell. "Don't think she's a bit pleased with how her knight in shining armor is acting. He seems to be acting a bit like...me."
Damon sat down on the edge of her bed, and leaned back against the pillows. He patted the bed beside him. "Don't look so nervous Bonnie, come sit." he cocked one eyebrow at her daringly. "You already know I bite so we don't have to pretend otherwise." His eyes drew to where her fingers touched her neck. "You promised me something if I brought your sister back unharmed. Which you noticed that I did. But I thought that since it was so late, that I'd just come for a little visit."
He looked towards the closed door, Mary's words reaching his ears slightly before Bonnie's. "Speaking of which, she does like to interupt at the most inopportune times doesn't she?"
She heard her sister call her name and she knew she should have answered her like a good little girl but her sister could wait. 'Probably just wants to talk about her date with prince charming here.' she thought with a smirk as she locked her door knob and walked over to Damon. "She can wait." she said nonchalantly and sat beside him on the bed. "I'm sure Stefan could never act like you." she said silkily and was suprised at herself. She was being so daring and so unlike herself. 'If the world is going to hell in a hand basket I might as well enjoy myself.' She thought to herself as she gave him an inviting smile. "I seem to remember a promise you made me not to long ago." She was thinking back to the blood she had willingly shared with him.
She wasn't necessarly throwing herself at him, she was just for some reason up for new experiences. She couldn't get the memory of his lips on hers and the way it had felt to have him so close. 'Oooh I'm playing with fire.' A little glimer of conscience flared up in her mind but she quickly doused it. 'Why should Elena have all the fun?' She asked herself as she placed a hand on his.
Tripping, Mary fell down the stairs on her rump. Other than a badly twisted ankle, the only thing harmed was her pride. That's when she saw them...the eyes...watching her from the shadows. They had no body, just a pair of colorless and glaring eyes watching her. She tried to cry out, but her voice caught in her throat. It's a horrible game she was now caught up in; a horrible, maddening game! They were all chess pawns being moved about a game board. It was all beginning
to dawn on her. Katherine was mearly a marionette in this, just as they all were. A deadly one, but a marionette all the same. The eyes began to draw closer. They were stalking her like injured prey.
Although she hadn't the slightest clue as to how to end their game, she knew far too much. Fear paralyzed Mary like a helpless fawn at the claws of a veracious cougar. Not knowing how she accomplished it, she sent out a surge of energy. Like a beacon she shouted one name with her mind ~BONNIE!~. As if triggered by whatever it was she did, the entire hall was shrouded in a cold darkness....so cold.
She couldn't ignore the mental shout from her sister. Cursing under her breath she stood up and gave Damon a determined look. "Don't go anywhere." she commanded gruffly before stalking toward her door, unlocking it she flung it open to reveal Mary, a heeping mass on the floor. The dimness in the hallway went away as she looked down at her sister. 'Oh for crying out loud Mary.. one more stunt like this and there's going to be a house vote.. to commit or not to commit.' She thought nastily and felt guilty the moment the thought came into mind.
Looking around the hallway all she saw was her sister and her own breath. 'Self control wouldn't be such a bad idea Mar.' She thought as she walked to her sister's side, helped her up and into her room, which was only a few steps away. Figuring her sister was having one of the spells she'd been having recently she settled her in bed and covered her up. After she retrieved the little protection pouch Mary had made she placed it around her sister's kneck and walked back to her room, leaving her sister's light on. Giving Damon an apologetic smile she nodded toward her sister's room. "She had a little tumble." She said after closing the door again and sitting back on the bed. "Where were we?" She had to control her heart beat that had been bumped up a notch from the mental shout. 'One more interuption and I'll friggin scream.' She thought to herself closing her eyes and taking a few deep breaths in an attemp to calm herself.
Damon watched Bonnie with a slightly amused smile on his face. "Appears that your family may be just as messed up as mine." He reached up and pushed Bonnie's hair away from her neck. "We were right about..." He let his fingers trail down to the edge of her nightgown, "right about here." He leaned closer to her, his breath hot on her skin. Bonnie the brave. Little kitten wasn't scared any more. Damon didn't know whether that made the game more fun or not. He pulled her down beside him, leaning over her. Only one way to find out...
Bonnie shuddered as she felt his touch and his breath on her skin. She allowed the master of seduction to pull her down beside him and drew in a small breath as she looked up into his eyes, their obisidean depths enveloped her and her pulse quickened. 'People write poetry about guys like him.' She thought as she reached up and touched his cheek with her finger tips. 'Sonnets even.' She had to admit that this was way better than in the back seat of some highschool boy's car and so much more comfortable.
She trailed her fingertips from his cheek to his lips, brushing them softly. For some reason at that moment she couldn't figure out why Elena had picked Stefan but a huge part of Bonnie was glad that she had. She had felt a huge loss when he had walked out of the clearing. She thought he had left for good, fed up with the small little town and it's inhabitants. She briefly wondered what had made him stay. 'Don't question it Bonnie.' she scolded herself as she moved her fingers from his lips to his kneck.
Damon kissed Bonnie's neck softly, nipping at it gently. Then without hesitation, he sank his teeth into her flesh. He didn't want to kill Bonnie, heavens know, he was sort of fond of the human. He knew not too drink too much, having fed off her less that a few hours ago. He drank slowly, rythimaclly, letting her heart pump the blood into his mouth rather than forcing it out.
Pulling back from her neck moments later, he watched as the wounds closed themselves, leaving only slight pink marks. "Think you can handle it?" He teased her in a whisper. He drew his fingernail across the base of his throat, cutting it slightly. He leaned back agains tthe pillows, pulling Bonnie up slightly. He guided her towards the cut, willing her to drink.
Pulling back from her neck moments later, he watched as the wounds closed themselves, leaving only slight pink marks. "Think you can handle it?" He teased her in a whisper. He drew his fingernail across the base of his throat, cutting it slightly. He leaned back agains tthe pillows, pulling Bonnie up slightly. He guided her towards the cut, willing her to drink.
Bonnie quirked a shapely brow when he asked her if she could handle what was about to happen. As he pulled her close her eyes became entranced by the blood. Once upon a time Bonnie would have turn two shades of pale and passed out from the sight of blood but times had changed and so had she. She knew what he wanted her to do and she desired it also. Ignoring the fact that he had shared with her best friend and probably countless other girls she touched her lips to the cut.
Closing her eyes she began to drink from him. The taste was both coppery and exotic. She could feel his pulse against her lips as she drank from him. Sliding her hand from his kneck she moved it down to his own, taking it gently as his blood flowed into her. She didn't know how long she stayed like that, time seemed to have no meaning.
Damon absently rubbed Bonnie's fingers with his own, and let his other hand stroke her head back from her face. Her thoughts were mingling with his own, sometimes becoming difficult to distinguish one from another. Over the many years since Katherine had 'created' him, he hadn't shared blood with many. There had been a few, but that was it. To share blood with a human, let them inside you, a part of you. And Damon wasn't one to do that. That and there was also the possiblilty that sharing too much blood could change someone. Elena was a prime example of that.
Then you have a silly ex-human falling all over you, following you like a lost little puppy dog. Damon had made a couple vampire's over the years, but most of the time chose to dart around, without the tag-a-longs. "That's enough, quello piccolo ." He said leaning away from her. He reached out with his powers, and the curtains fell shut at the window, and the bulb went out with a flash. Bonnie's radio began playing an enchanting italian song softly, and the candles sitting on Bonnie's dresser lit up with small flames.
He leaned back over Bonnie, his ends of his bangs brushing against her forehead. "Addicting isn't it?" He whispered before pressing his lips to hers. While he kissed her, his hands reached for the edge of her nightgown, wondering just how far Bonnie was willing to go...
Bonnie smiled as the music floated through the air and the candles illuminated the room. She closed her eyes as she felt his hand touch her gown and his lips brush hers. The world outside her room could go to hell for all she cared, at that moment it was just them. His blood flowing through her veins was intoxicating, the feeling was all together new. 'So this is how it feels to be desired.' She thought as she kissed him back, catching his bottom lip she playfully nibbled it.
She could see the flickering of the candle flames from underneath her lashes and as she tilted her head up she deepened the kiss. Freeing her hand from his she slid it down to meet her other one at his waist. Gentally she tugged at his shirt as the music played through out the room, entering her soul. There were so many reason to stop but it felt right so she ignored them. Pulling back slightly she trailed her kisses along his jaw line as her hands continued to tug at his shirt.
Damon rose up slightly, pulling his shirt over his head in one fluid movement. He tossed it to the side of the bed, leaning back down, his mouth finding Bonnie's hungrily. His skin was pale and cold. Bonnie's touch was like fire on his skin. He pulled Bonnie's gown over her head, and it slowly drifted to the floor beside Damon's shirt. He stopped kissing her for only seconds, and he took in the sight of her body glowing in the candlelight.
He looked deep into her eyes, the blackness in his own smoldering. As he leaned back down, pressing his cold body against her burning one, he could feel her thoughts as if they were in his own head. It seemed that Bonnie was glad that the flickering flames were the only things that could see what happened next...
Meredith floated up the Elena. "Elena, Elena...can you hear me?" 'Well, fine then...be that way. If she doesn't answer me in 5 seconds...I'm going to Bonnie's house. Maybe I can talk to her again. Maybe she's discovered some sort of reason for my ghost-like appearance. Okay, 5...4...'
Katherine looked at him sadly and grimaced with the pain in her midsection. "Yes, I do," she replied. "You've always been the nice one. I always loved that about you." Stefan looked into her blue eyes and almost found himself feeling sorry for her. He shook his head and snapped himself out that sort of thinking. He knew she was using her charm on him and it wasn't going
to work.
"Nice eh?" Stefan gave a short laugh and quickly turned it off. "You really want to know why I brought you down here? To kill you that's why. To torture you and send you back where you belong. Does that sound like a thing that a "nice person" does, Katherine?". He walked away from her and turned back.
"My patience for you is not what it used to be. I loved you once, that is true. But, what you did to Elena and my brother in this very place was unforgivable in my eyes. In fact I should let you
experience the same torture that you put us through that night". Stefan flicked a tongue against his canine tooth and smiled at her. It felt good to be nasty to her, to let her know how he really truly felt.
On the road to the crypt Matt determindly kept from nodding off and rolled down the window to get some fresh air blowing in his face. He pulled up to the cemetary and shut off the engine. After jumping out of the car he rolled the window up and locked the doors. Taking a moment to stretch he hurriedly walked to the old church and climbed down into the crypt. He wasn't really shocked to find Katherine tied up and Stefan talking to her.
"You tell her buddy." he said gruffly as he came up to Stefan's side tossing Katherine a disapproving look. This girl had destroyed so many lives and had completely ruined what was supposed to be the best year in his and his friend's high school experience. He felt no sympathy for her as she talked sweetly to Stefan. 'I pity the fool who falls for her tricks.' He thought bitterly as he kicked at a piece of broken cement.
Katherine looked at Stefan, tears still streaming down her cheeks. "I know that what I did was horrible..." She looked down and was silent for a few moments. When she looked back up, a fire flared in her eyes and traces of the old Katherine flashed through them. "But, I don't think you could do it, Stefan. You couldn't stomach what I did to you...You're weak..." She flashed her own already longer and sharper canines. "Go ahead...You can follow through with a threat can't you?"
Stefan ignored Katherine's snide remarks and turned to Matt. He put an arm over Matt's shoulders and led him away from Katherine. "Where did you guys go? I came down here to tie her up and everyone had left. Is everything alright?"
Stefan smiled and looked to Katherine and then back to Matt. "Well, things seem to be going uh...well...she's still alive. I almost wish Damon had done the job himself but, it looks like it's up to me now. I am not sure what the hell to do with her." He looked back at Katherine tied to the gate. She looked pitiful to him, like a helpless kitten. He knew better though.
Stefan sighed and turned back to Matt. "You know Matt, you don't have to stay here. I will think of something to keep our little Katherine from killing again. It sounds like you are needed with the others anyway". He walked away from Matt to stand directly in front of Katherine.
"Okay Sweetheart, you and I need to have a serious talk with one another about something".
Katherine chuckled and looked up at him. "Oh, really? Well, sure, let's talk. It's not like I can do anything else at the moment anyways." She shifted, still attempting to pull herself up
straighter. Her stomach reminded her, once again, that it was still injured. "Ow..."
Matt watched as the two vampires converesed and leaned back up against the crypt wall. He love to go home and go to sleep but Katherine was awake. A year ago he would have never contemplated napping in a crypt but the thought was was starting to seem like a good idea. He looked at Stefan and cleared his throat to get his attention. "I'm going to sit here and take a little nap." he said with a grin. "Wake me if you need me." Sitting down on the floor he wasn't in the least bit worried about the dirt of the skeletons that were lying around. Leaning once more against the wall he nodded off to sleep.
Matt stirred slightly in his sleep and thought he briefly heard Mary's voice. When it didn't come again he decended further into sleep. In the back of his mind he wondered if he had truly heard Mary or if it had been part of some dream.
A moment or two after Bonnie left the room Mary sat up in bed. A smile played about her features. Climbing out of bed, she went down stairs. The smile never left her face as she picked up Bonnie's keys and headed for the door. Her eyes were vacant, like the glassy eyes of a doll.
She walked out the door and walked straight for Bonnie's jeep. Climbing in, she turned the key in the ignition. The jeep roared to life and she pulled out of the driveway. Still smiling she pulled the protection pouch from about her neck and tossed it out the window.
Driving almost blindly she drove to the old cemetary. She drove right past the open gate and would have kept going had the sentinal-like tombstone not brought the jeep to a smashing hault. The sudden stop caused Mary to bash her head on the steering wheel. She climbed from the jeep, still smiling, and walked towards the crypt. Her feet were caked in grime as she walked silently past the sleeping Matt. Her vacant eyes seemed to watch Stefan, with his back to her, and
stare right through him all at once. The smile never faded.......
'...three...two...one...' Meredith got so frustrated she decided to go for a walk. She first headed out towards Bonnie's house. She waited outside for a few minutes and then Mary opened the door. Slipping inside the house, she walked to the window and saw Mary get into Bon's jeep and throw something out the window. 'Hmm...I wonder what that was. Where's Bonnie?'
Creeping up the stairs, Meredith walked to Bonnie's room, hoping to have a conversation with her. Slipping through the door, 'Wow, that had to be the weirdest experience I've ever had...That had to be how Patrick Swayze felt in Ghost!', she stopped in shock at seeing Bonnie and Damon laying down on Bon's bed. Damon's head was very close to her neck, and, Mer noticed wryly, Bon didn't seem to have any inclination of moving...or even fighting him off. Mer let out a little gasp of embarrassment. "That's something I didn't need to know....EVER!"
Walking back downstairs, she remembered Stefan saying something about taking the Kitten to the crypt. So, she walked through the door again, wondered if she turned the color of the door, and jogged to the crypt. Noticing the jeep there, she wondered if she'd get to talk to Mary.
She meandered into the crypt, spotted Matt sleeping, and fondly "ruffled" his hair. In all actuality, her hand went through his hair, but still, it's the thought that counts, right? Katherine and Stefan were talking, and Mary was just standing there with a silly/stupid grin on her face. Walking over to Mary, she put her hands up to her head, and started talking. "Mar, what's wrong?? Is someone...or something...in there with you??"
Katherine looked up at Mary. "Stefan, look, we have company. Although, she looks like that Vicki girl when I was controlling her. Wait, is she drunk?" She laughed at this and then grimaced at the pain in her side.
Stefan turned quickly to find that Mary was standing directly behind him. She had an eerie look about her, staring as if she were looking through him rather than right at him. "Mary, what are you doing here? Are you okay?"
He looked at Matt who was still on the ground, asleep. 'God, what is with these humans?', he thought to himself. He looked back to Mary and searched her eyes for any sort of acknowledgement. "Mary, look at me...what's wrong?" Turning to the ground, "Matt, wake up. I think I will be in need of your assistance soon."
Mary's smile remained painted on her face as she lifted her hands. Suddenly a great gust of wind threw it's fury at Stefan. It became rather evident to Stefan and Meridith that Mary wasn't in control of her actions. The blood that ran down into her eyes did not phase her. The fact
she was attacking one of her friends did not phase her. ~Help her,~ the voice hissed in her mind. ~set her free. Destroy them or they will destroy you!~ The voice could have been lickened to the hiss of water thrown into a roaring fire. This voice wrapped her mind in it's firey tentacles and squeezed it tight. She surged forward like a maelstrom, making her way to Katherine.
Matt woke with a start and looked up from where he sat on the crypt floor. "Mary?" He asked as he stood up and noticed the girl. "Mary what are you doing here? Where's Bonnie?" He paled when he saw her go after Stefan the lung toward Katherine. Running at her he tackled her to the floor and held her there. "What are you doing?!" He asked as he glanced from her to Stefan then back to Mary.
"Mary, what are you doing??" Quickly grabbing her hands away from Mary's head, Meredith yelled, "Stop, Mary. Stop! You don't know what you're doing!! You don't know...!" Racing over to Katherine, she placed her hands on her arm and started talking, "Are you doing this?!? I know you're strong enough to hear me, regardless of your wounds. So, are you doing this?? Haven't you hurt enough people??" When she was done, she drew back one of her arms and threw a useless punch towards Katherine's face...hitting her square in the nose.
they are anyway...' She picked up the phone, "Hello?"
Mary hadn't realized that Bonnie was still up until she heard her sister's voice on the phone. Shrugging she hung up the phone. She walked to the back porch. She wrapped her arms around her chest and stared up at the sky. The velty night sky was melting away into the morning sun. HSe hadn't realized just how late it was until that moment. The sky was a canvas of watercolor. It seemed to make all the worries of the previous night fade. How odd things looked in the light. Memories came back to her of when she was a small child ,huddled beneath the covers, hiding from creatures only she could see. Were they in her imagination? Were they real?
She was begining to question everything she knew, possibly even her sanity. Perhaps grounding and meditation would help her to think clearer. Slipping off her socks, she stepped off the porch onto the cool earth. The dewy grass tickled between her toes. She raised her arms to the
sky and closed her eyes. Slowly she drifted into a meditative state. becoming oblivious to the world around her.
Her voice echoed to Matt. "Matt!" She was inside his head. "Matt! They're there! They're watching you! Matt! Wake up! You must wake up!" Somehow her meditation had turned into a state of dream time. She could see them. The eyes were watching them...plotting.
Her eyes snapped open and she was back in her back yard. "Bonnie!" She shouted to her sister as she ran up into the house and up the stairs. "Bonnie! It's not over!"
Alaric heard two female voices answer the phone at the same time. "Uh, Bonnie? How are you? Look, I was wondering if Matt was there and if so, can I talk to him?" He waited for her to answer, as
he fiddled with the phone cord. He looked over at Meredith, who was still out cold. 'God, I wish she would wake up', he thought to himself.
Bonnie raised a shapely brow as she heard her sister pick up, say hello, then hang up. Bonnie smiled as she heard Alaric's voice. "Yeah I'm fine, a little fuzzy but I'll be ok. Uh, Matt's down stairs let me go see if he's up." Taking the cordless phone with her she opened her bedroom door and walked down stairs. When she arrived into the living room she saw Matt lying on the couch with a blanket on top of him. She had to smile at the image of Matt sleeping like a baby on the couch. "Alaric he's asleep, do you want me to wake him up? Is there something wrong with Meredith? Is she awake?" Bonnie grimaced, 'Good going Bon, everyone's had a weird night and you're playing 20 questions with your old history teacher.' She looked around the room and wondered where her sister had gone off to.
"No Bonnie, Meredith is not awake yet. In fact, that is why I am calling. I don't want to leave her but; I just had a thought, we left Stefan alone in the crypt with Katherine. How do we know that she isn't going to wake up and kill the first person she sees?" His breathing quickened as he spoke. "Bonnie, I think someone should go and check on him. Maybe you and Matt can go. I would go myself but, like I said I don't want to leave Mer alone." He held the receiver away from his face so he wasn't breathing in Bonnie's ear and waited for her reply.
Bonnie listened as Alaric voiced his concern for Stefan and nodded. "Yeah you're right, that girl's very unpredictible." Kneeling down in front of Matt she nudged him gently until his eyes opened and he smiled groggily at her. "Hey Bonnie, something wrong?" his voice was sleepy and she had to smile at his rumpled look. "Alaric's on the phone, he thinks somebody should check on Stefan at the crypt. He says he'd go but there hasn't been any change with Meredith. Would you mind going?" She stood up as Matt swung his feet off the couch and on to the floor. He shook his head to clear his mind, "Yeah sure. No problem." He looked up and gave her a small smile. The nap had been enough, it would have been nice to be able to have a couple more hours but duty called.
Bonnie stepped away from the couch as he stood up. "He's going to go check on Stefan and I'm going to go through one of my spell books to see if there's something in there about Meredith's condition. I have no idea where Mary went off to but I'm going to go find out before going back up stairs. Call me if there's any change. Bye Alaric." Clicking the phone off she placed it on the coffee table and handed Matt his shoes. "Here sleepy head, you might need these." She grinned as she heard him chuckle softly and nod in agreement. "You're right I might." he said as he balanced on one foot then the other pulling his shoes on.
When his shoes were laced and his hair smoothed back in place he shrugged. "Well I'll see you later today okay?" Impulsively his gave her a quick reassuring hug. "Everything will be ok Bon, we'll find out what's wrong with Meredith I'm sure." He released her after the breif embrace and left the house. Bonnie ran to the door and watched his truck drive off in the direction of the cemetary. Closing and locking the door she walked the house over and not finding her sister in her room or in the kitchen chanced looking out the back door. She found her sister in a state of meditation and decided not to bother her. Closing the door softly she grabbed the phone from the table, went back up to her room, and picked the book back up, sitting once more in the window seat.
Her gaze traveled from the pages to the world outside her window. The sky was brightening and she wondered if Elena had went to her Aunt's before the people of the town started to move around. Shrugging she looked back down at the book. Elena was a big girl and could take care of herself but Bonnie still worried about the way her friend had been acting since being back 'in the flesh'. Suddenly Bonnie felt the need to change cloths. 'If I'm going to be reading a while I want to be comfortable.' She thought as she stood up and walked away from the window to her closet. She pulled the top off and shimmied out of her jeans. The sound of metal clinking on her floor brought her attention down to her feet.
There lay the ring she had bought the previous night as a saftey net. Snatching it up before it rolled under the bed she slipped it on her finger so she wouldn't misplace it or lose it. Tossing her cloths in the hamper she went to her dresser and pulled out a green silk night gown. After pulling the gown over her head she pulled her hair free of the pony tail and allowed her hair to hang loose around her shoulder. Tossing the hair tie on to her vanity she walked back to the window seat and sat back down pulling the book back into her lap. "Ok, out of body experiences." She thought out loud once more skimming through the book as the sun rose in the sky.
Damon sooned tired of following Elena. She was okay as long as Katherine was tied up. He was sure his snivling brother would send out a panic wave if Katherine got loose. He stopped and watched as she walked on, a touchof longin banging away in his heart. Should he just give up, let Stefan win. He chuckled to himself as he turned and began walking the other way. Bonnie's blood was still burning through his body, lucky for the group of girls giggling on the other side of the street.
He wasn't a bit tired. Katherine hadn't posed nearly the threat he had thought. He thought of heading back to the crypt, helping Stefan take a pint or two from Katherine, but being near his brother was the last thing onhis mind. Then his thoughts turned to the firey little red head. He did owe her a walk. He had after all brought Mary back in one piece, whether by his own choice or not..
He jogged lightly to her house, enjoying the way the light wind felt in his face, blowing through his hair. He stopped as he reacehd the side of Bonnie's house, sensing Mary before he saw her. He shrank back into the shadows and smiled. Looking up he saw that her bedroom window was open. Guess Bonnie will never learn of the dangers that lurk right outside in the darkness. Well, semi darkness, he corrected himself as the sun began to break the horizon.
He ran his fingers though his hair at a half attempt of straigthening it. Instead of helping it, it gave him even more of a dishevled wild appearance. He popped the lock on the front door with a flick of his wrist, and made his way up the stairs. He opened the door silently.
Like a cat with a mouse. He thought as Bonnie never moved.
"I can think of a couple in body ecperiences I woulnd't mind trying..." He let the seduction spread across his face in a smile, and knew that when Bonnie reached his eyes, she would see it there as well.
The sound of Damon's voice caused Bonnie to stand up suddenly and the book fell out of her lap, landing on the window seat with a soft thud. "Damon." she said softly as she walked forward and ushered him in. After glancing quickly out into the hall way she closed the door and leaned back against it. He had taken her by suprise and had made her pulse quicken at the meer sight of him. She had figured he'd be out watching over Elena. "To what do I owe this honor?" She said as she looked up into his eyes. His comment as he entered her room hadn't gone unheard and she blushed slightly as she envisioned the 'in body experiences' he had in mind.
There was no denying his appeal, even though his hair looked a bit mussed. 'God he looks like he just got out of bed after...' She let her thoughts trail off as she looked away towards the window where she had been previously sitting. "Matt went to check on Stefan and Alaric's with Meredith. She's a floating spirit right now, don't ask me how it happened but that's why I fainted earlier. She contacted me at the well and told me that she was out of her body." After a brief pause she looked back up at him. "How's Elena?" While she talked she had began to unconsciously rub her thumb against her collar bone with one hand as the other rested on the door knob. Her thoughts were a bit jumbled. First a vampire chick thought turned to dust pops up and now Meredith was probably off floating somewhere in town. It was all too much for her in 24 hours time.
Damon shrugged. "Don't know. Off somewhere doing who knows what." He shrugged his jacket off and tossed it on the window seat next to where Bonnie's book had fell. "Don't think she's a bit pleased with how her knight in shining armor is acting. He seems to be acting a bit like...me."
Damon sat down on the edge of her bed, and leaned back against the pillows. He patted the bed beside him. "Don't look so nervous Bonnie, come sit." he cocked one eyebrow at her daringly. "You already know I bite so we don't have to pretend otherwise." His eyes drew to where her fingers touched her neck. "You promised me something if I brought your sister back unharmed. Which you noticed that I did. But I thought that since it was so late, that I'd just come for a little visit."
He looked towards the closed door, Mary's words reaching his ears slightly before Bonnie's. "Speaking of which, she does like to interupt at the most inopportune times doesn't she?"
She heard her sister call her name and she knew she should have answered her like a good little girl but her sister could wait. 'Probably just wants to talk about her date with prince charming here.' she thought with a smirk as she locked her door knob and walked over to Damon. "She can wait." she said nonchalantly and sat beside him on the bed. "I'm sure Stefan could never act like you." she said silkily and was suprised at herself. She was being so daring and so unlike herself. 'If the world is going to hell in a hand basket I might as well enjoy myself.' She thought to herself as she gave him an inviting smile. "I seem to remember a promise you made me not to long ago." She was thinking back to the blood she had willingly shared with him.
She wasn't necessarly throwing herself at him, she was just for some reason up for new experiences. She couldn't get the memory of his lips on hers and the way it had felt to have him so close. 'Oooh I'm playing with fire.' A little glimer of conscience flared up in her mind but she quickly doused it. 'Why should Elena have all the fun?' She asked herself as she placed a hand on his.
Tripping, Mary fell down the stairs on her rump. Other than a badly twisted ankle, the only thing harmed was her pride. That's when she saw them...the eyes...watching her from the shadows. They had no body, just a pair of colorless and glaring eyes watching her. She tried to cry out, but her voice caught in her throat. It's a horrible game she was now caught up in; a horrible, maddening game! They were all chess pawns being moved about a game board. It was all beginning
to dawn on her. Katherine was mearly a marionette in this, just as they all were. A deadly one, but a marionette all the same. The eyes began to draw closer. They were stalking her like injured prey.
Although she hadn't the slightest clue as to how to end their game, she knew far too much. Fear paralyzed Mary like a helpless fawn at the claws of a veracious cougar. Not knowing how she accomplished it, she sent out a surge of energy. Like a beacon she shouted one name with her mind ~BONNIE!~. As if triggered by whatever it was she did, the entire hall was shrouded in a cold darkness....so cold.
She couldn't ignore the mental shout from her sister. Cursing under her breath she stood up and gave Damon a determined look. "Don't go anywhere." she commanded gruffly before stalking toward her door, unlocking it she flung it open to reveal Mary, a heeping mass on the floor. The dimness in the hallway went away as she looked down at her sister. 'Oh for crying out loud Mary.. one more stunt like this and there's going to be a house vote.. to commit or not to commit.' She thought nastily and felt guilty the moment the thought came into mind.
Looking around the hallway all she saw was her sister and her own breath. 'Self control wouldn't be such a bad idea Mar.' She thought as she walked to her sister's side, helped her up and into her room, which was only a few steps away. Figuring her sister was having one of the spells she'd been having recently she settled her in bed and covered her up. After she retrieved the little protection pouch Mary had made she placed it around her sister's kneck and walked back to her room, leaving her sister's light on. Giving Damon an apologetic smile she nodded toward her sister's room. "She had a little tumble." She said after closing the door again and sitting back on the bed. "Where were we?" She had to control her heart beat that had been bumped up a notch from the mental shout. 'One more interuption and I'll friggin scream.' She thought to herself closing her eyes and taking a few deep breaths in an attemp to calm herself.
Damon watched Bonnie with a slightly amused smile on his face. "Appears that your family may be just as messed up as mine." He reached up and pushed Bonnie's hair away from her neck. "We were right about..." He let his fingers trail down to the edge of her nightgown, "right about here." He leaned closer to her, his breath hot on her skin. Bonnie the brave. Little kitten wasn't scared any more. Damon didn't know whether that made the game more fun or not. He pulled her down beside him, leaning over her. Only one way to find out...
Bonnie shuddered as she felt his touch and his breath on her skin. She allowed the master of seduction to pull her down beside him and drew in a small breath as she looked up into his eyes, their obisidean depths enveloped her and her pulse quickened. 'People write poetry about guys like him.' She thought as she reached up and touched his cheek with her finger tips. 'Sonnets even.' She had to admit that this was way better than in the back seat of some highschool boy's car and so much more comfortable.
She trailed her fingertips from his cheek to his lips, brushing them softly. For some reason at that moment she couldn't figure out why Elena had picked Stefan but a huge part of Bonnie was glad that she had. She had felt a huge loss when he had walked out of the clearing. She thought he had left for good, fed up with the small little town and it's inhabitants. She briefly wondered what had made him stay. 'Don't question it Bonnie.' she scolded herself as she moved her fingers from his lips to his kneck.
Damon kissed Bonnie's neck softly, nipping at it gently. Then without hesitation, he sank his teeth into her flesh. He didn't want to kill Bonnie, heavens know, he was sort of fond of the human. He knew not too drink too much, having fed off her less that a few hours ago. He drank slowly, rythimaclly, letting her heart pump the blood into his mouth rather than forcing it out.
Pulling back from her neck moments later, he watched as the wounds closed themselves, leaving only slight pink marks. "Think you can handle it?" He teased her in a whisper. He drew his fingernail across the base of his throat, cutting it slightly. He leaned back agains tthe pillows, pulling Bonnie up slightly. He guided her towards the cut, willing her to drink.
Pulling back from her neck moments later, he watched as the wounds closed themselves, leaving only slight pink marks. "Think you can handle it?" He teased her in a whisper. He drew his fingernail across the base of his throat, cutting it slightly. He leaned back agains tthe pillows, pulling Bonnie up slightly. He guided her towards the cut, willing her to drink.
Bonnie quirked a shapely brow when he asked her if she could handle what was about to happen. As he pulled her close her eyes became entranced by the blood. Once upon a time Bonnie would have turn two shades of pale and passed out from the sight of blood but times had changed and so had she. She knew what he wanted her to do and she desired it also. Ignoring the fact that he had shared with her best friend and probably countless other girls she touched her lips to the cut.
Closing her eyes she began to drink from him. The taste was both coppery and exotic. She could feel his pulse against her lips as she drank from him. Sliding her hand from his kneck she moved it down to his own, taking it gently as his blood flowed into her. She didn't know how long she stayed like that, time seemed to have no meaning.
Damon absently rubbed Bonnie's fingers with his own, and let his other hand stroke her head back from her face. Her thoughts were mingling with his own, sometimes becoming difficult to distinguish one from another. Over the many years since Katherine had 'created' him, he hadn't shared blood with many. There had been a few, but that was it. To share blood with a human, let them inside you, a part of you. And Damon wasn't one to do that. That and there was also the possiblilty that sharing too much blood could change someone. Elena was a prime example of that.
Then you have a silly ex-human falling all over you, following you like a lost little puppy dog. Damon had made a couple vampire's over the years, but most of the time chose to dart around, without the tag-a-longs. "That's enough, quello piccolo ." He said leaning away from her. He reached out with his powers, and the curtains fell shut at the window, and the bulb went out with a flash. Bonnie's radio began playing an enchanting italian song softly, and the candles sitting on Bonnie's dresser lit up with small flames.
He leaned back over Bonnie, his ends of his bangs brushing against her forehead. "Addicting isn't it?" He whispered before pressing his lips to hers. While he kissed her, his hands reached for the edge of her nightgown, wondering just how far Bonnie was willing to go...
Bonnie smiled as the music floated through the air and the candles illuminated the room. She closed her eyes as she felt his hand touch her gown and his lips brush hers. The world outside her room could go to hell for all she cared, at that moment it was just them. His blood flowing through her veins was intoxicating, the feeling was all together new. 'So this is how it feels to be desired.' She thought as she kissed him back, catching his bottom lip she playfully nibbled it.
She could see the flickering of the candle flames from underneath her lashes and as she tilted her head up she deepened the kiss. Freeing her hand from his she slid it down to meet her other one at his waist. Gentally she tugged at his shirt as the music played through out the room, entering her soul. There were so many reason to stop but it felt right so she ignored them. Pulling back slightly she trailed her kisses along his jaw line as her hands continued to tug at his shirt.
Damon rose up slightly, pulling his shirt over his head in one fluid movement. He tossed it to the side of the bed, leaning back down, his mouth finding Bonnie's hungrily. His skin was pale and cold. Bonnie's touch was like fire on his skin. He pulled Bonnie's gown over her head, and it slowly drifted to the floor beside Damon's shirt. He stopped kissing her for only seconds, and he took in the sight of her body glowing in the candlelight.
He looked deep into her eyes, the blackness in his own smoldering. As he leaned back down, pressing his cold body against her burning one, he could feel her thoughts as if they were in his own head. It seemed that Bonnie was glad that the flickering flames were the only things that could see what happened next...
Meredith floated up the Elena. "Elena, Elena...can you hear me?" 'Well, fine then...be that way. If she doesn't answer me in 5 seconds...I'm going to Bonnie's house. Maybe I can talk to her again. Maybe she's discovered some sort of reason for my ghost-like appearance. Okay, 5...4...'
Katherine looked at him sadly and grimaced with the pain in her midsection. "Yes, I do," she replied. "You've always been the nice one. I always loved that about you." Stefan looked into her blue eyes and almost found himself feeling sorry for her. He shook his head and snapped himself out that sort of thinking. He knew she was using her charm on him and it wasn't going
to work.
"Nice eh?" Stefan gave a short laugh and quickly turned it off. "You really want to know why I brought you down here? To kill you that's why. To torture you and send you back where you belong. Does that sound like a thing that a "nice person" does, Katherine?". He walked away from her and turned back.
"My patience for you is not what it used to be. I loved you once, that is true. But, what you did to Elena and my brother in this very place was unforgivable in my eyes. In fact I should let you
experience the same torture that you put us through that night". Stefan flicked a tongue against his canine tooth and smiled at her. It felt good to be nasty to her, to let her know how he really truly felt.
On the road to the crypt Matt determindly kept from nodding off and rolled down the window to get some fresh air blowing in his face. He pulled up to the cemetary and shut off the engine. After jumping out of the car he rolled the window up and locked the doors. Taking a moment to stretch he hurriedly walked to the old church and climbed down into the crypt. He wasn't really shocked to find Katherine tied up and Stefan talking to her.
"You tell her buddy." he said gruffly as he came up to Stefan's side tossing Katherine a disapproving look. This girl had destroyed so many lives and had completely ruined what was supposed to be the best year in his and his friend's high school experience. He felt no sympathy for her as she talked sweetly to Stefan. 'I pity the fool who falls for her tricks.' He thought bitterly as he kicked at a piece of broken cement.
Katherine looked at Stefan, tears still streaming down her cheeks. "I know that what I did was horrible..." She looked down and was silent for a few moments. When she looked back up, a fire flared in her eyes and traces of the old Katherine flashed through them. "But, I don't think you could do it, Stefan. You couldn't stomach what I did to you...You're weak..." She flashed her own already longer and sharper canines. "Go ahead...You can follow through with a threat can't you?"
Stefan ignored Katherine's snide remarks and turned to Matt. He put an arm over Matt's shoulders and led him away from Katherine. "Where did you guys go? I came down here to tie her up and everyone had left. Is everything alright?"
Stefan smiled and looked to Katherine and then back to Matt. "Well, things seem to be going uh...well...she's still alive. I almost wish Damon had done the job himself but, it looks like it's up to me now. I am not sure what the hell to do with her." He looked back at Katherine tied to the gate. She looked pitiful to him, like a helpless kitten. He knew better though.
Stefan sighed and turned back to Matt. "You know Matt, you don't have to stay here. I will think of something to keep our little Katherine from killing again. It sounds like you are needed with the others anyway". He walked away from Matt to stand directly in front of Katherine.
"Okay Sweetheart, you and I need to have a serious talk with one another about something".
Katherine chuckled and looked up at him. "Oh, really? Well, sure, let's talk. It's not like I can do anything else at the moment anyways." She shifted, still attempting to pull herself up
straighter. Her stomach reminded her, once again, that it was still injured. "Ow..."
Matt watched as the two vampires converesed and leaned back up against the crypt wall. He love to go home and go to sleep but Katherine was awake. A year ago he would have never contemplated napping in a crypt but the thought was was starting to seem like a good idea. He looked at Stefan and cleared his throat to get his attention. "I'm going to sit here and take a little nap." he said with a grin. "Wake me if you need me." Sitting down on the floor he wasn't in the least bit worried about the dirt of the skeletons that were lying around. Leaning once more against the wall he nodded off to sleep.
Matt stirred slightly in his sleep and thought he briefly heard Mary's voice. When it didn't come again he decended further into sleep. In the back of his mind he wondered if he had truly heard Mary or if it had been part of some dream.
A moment or two after Bonnie left the room Mary sat up in bed. A smile played about her features. Climbing out of bed, she went down stairs. The smile never left her face as she picked up Bonnie's keys and headed for the door. Her eyes were vacant, like the glassy eyes of a doll.
She walked out the door and walked straight for Bonnie's jeep. Climbing in, she turned the key in the ignition. The jeep roared to life and she pulled out of the driveway. Still smiling she pulled the protection pouch from about her neck and tossed it out the window.
Driving almost blindly she drove to the old cemetary. She drove right past the open gate and would have kept going had the sentinal-like tombstone not brought the jeep to a smashing hault. The sudden stop caused Mary to bash her head on the steering wheel. She climbed from the jeep, still smiling, and walked towards the crypt. Her feet were caked in grime as she walked silently past the sleeping Matt. Her vacant eyes seemed to watch Stefan, with his back to her, and
stare right through him all at once. The smile never faded.......
'...three...two...one...' Meredith got so frustrated she decided to go for a walk. She first headed out towards Bonnie's house. She waited outside for a few minutes and then Mary opened the door. Slipping inside the house, she walked to the window and saw Mary get into Bon's jeep and throw something out the window. 'Hmm...I wonder what that was. Where's Bonnie?'
Creeping up the stairs, Meredith walked to Bonnie's room, hoping to have a conversation with her. Slipping through the door, 'Wow, that had to be the weirdest experience I've ever had...That had to be how Patrick Swayze felt in Ghost!', she stopped in shock at seeing Bonnie and Damon laying down on Bon's bed. Damon's head was very close to her neck, and, Mer noticed wryly, Bon didn't seem to have any inclination of moving...or even fighting him off. Mer let out a little gasp of embarrassment. "That's something I didn't need to know....EVER!"
Walking back downstairs, she remembered Stefan saying something about taking the Kitten to the crypt. So, she walked through the door again, wondered if she turned the color of the door, and jogged to the crypt. Noticing the jeep there, she wondered if she'd get to talk to Mary.
She meandered into the crypt, spotted Matt sleeping, and fondly "ruffled" his hair. In all actuality, her hand went through his hair, but still, it's the thought that counts, right? Katherine and Stefan were talking, and Mary was just standing there with a silly/stupid grin on her face. Walking over to Mary, she put her hands up to her head, and started talking. "Mar, what's wrong?? Is someone...or something...in there with you??"
Katherine looked up at Mary. "Stefan, look, we have company. Although, she looks like that Vicki girl when I was controlling her. Wait, is she drunk?" She laughed at this and then grimaced at the pain in her side.
Stefan turned quickly to find that Mary was standing directly behind him. She had an eerie look about her, staring as if she were looking through him rather than right at him. "Mary, what are you doing here? Are you okay?"
He looked at Matt who was still on the ground, asleep. 'God, what is with these humans?', he thought to himself. He looked back to Mary and searched her eyes for any sort of acknowledgement. "Mary, look at me...what's wrong?" Turning to the ground, "Matt, wake up. I think I will be in need of your assistance soon."
Mary's smile remained painted on her face as she lifted her hands. Suddenly a great gust of wind threw it's fury at Stefan. It became rather evident to Stefan and Meridith that Mary wasn't in control of her actions. The blood that ran down into her eyes did not phase her. The fact
she was attacking one of her friends did not phase her. ~Help her,~ the voice hissed in her mind. ~set her free. Destroy them or they will destroy you!~ The voice could have been lickened to the hiss of water thrown into a roaring fire. This voice wrapped her mind in it's firey tentacles and squeezed it tight. She surged forward like a maelstrom, making her way to Katherine.
Matt woke with a start and looked up from where he sat on the crypt floor. "Mary?" He asked as he stood up and noticed the girl. "Mary what are you doing here? Where's Bonnie?" He paled when he saw her go after Stefan the lung toward Katherine. Running at her he tackled her to the floor and held her there. "What are you doing?!" He asked as he glanced from her to Stefan then back to Mary.
"Mary, what are you doing??" Quickly grabbing her hands away from Mary's head, Meredith yelled, "Stop, Mary. Stop! You don't know what you're doing!! You don't know...!" Racing over to Katherine, she placed her hands on her arm and started talking, "Are you doing this?!? I know you're strong enough to hear me, regardless of your wounds. So, are you doing this?? Haven't you hurt enough people??" When she was done, she drew back one of her arms and threw a useless punch towards Katherine's face...hitting her square in the nose.
