Chapter 9
November, 16th 2009
"Ugh, Bon. It's too early for hocus pocus." Evie complained and looked at her best friend. She tried to wake up a little more at the distress the other girl was emitting. "Hey." Bonnie looked at her. "We'll figure this out, okay? It has to mean something."
"Yeah. Thanks for finding me and not telling my Grams." Bonnie stated and touched her necklace. "It's just spooky. This whole Emily and 1864 thing."
"Tell me about it..." The blonde stated. "I don't know why that time is so important. Or why my freaking skin has to be involved in it!" She still wore a bandage around her wrist, since the day her book had flown her through the graveyard, it had never gone away. Evie chewed her lip. "I've been having weird dreams too." She admitted, glancing at the necklace around Bonnie's neck. More than once, she had woken to find herself thinking about that amber crystal. She had, briefly, though to ask Damon about it, but had opted to keep it to herself.
"I don't know either...Caroline still hasn't spoken to me."
Evie sighed. "She called me last week, moaning about something or another. You know...I tune her out a lot more than I used too." Bonnie snorted and elbowed her. "Anyway...She'll get over it like she always does."
"I don't think she will. And I'm still mad about it too. It all boils down to Damon."
Evie froze. It had been two weeks and two days since she had woken up in Damon's bed. Or technically his arms. He had been holding her like a lover would and she had been cuddling against him, her legs tangled with his. Since then, neither had spoken about it. In fact, they never brought it up or even talked about that very strange night. Instead, they opted to ignore it. It was nothing.
But in a far corner of her brain, she had to admit to herself that had been the best sleep she had had since all the magic stuff had started. No nightmares, no strange magical dreams. Just peace. Evie would never tell Damon. Ever.
"Damon?" She repeated, playing dumb. She hadn't seen the vampire in over three days. Damon came over almost every day since the "waking up in the same bed" incident, randomly, to hang out. Or so he said. She had sneaking suspicion that he tolerated her company because he had no one to speak too. Since he had alienated Stefan by killing Lexi. Why else would he show up just to listen to her gripe about her fellow photographers? How bored would he have to be to sit through that?
"Yeah. He wanted this stupid necklace. He shouldn't have been so rude to Care. He's dangerous."
"Right. Yeah." Evie murmured and pulled into the school parking lot. She glanced at Bonnie. "Talked to your Grams?"
"No, way. She'd tell me to embrace it and I don't want too."
"Look, I know its scary, but magic can be...liberating." She held her palm flat out a small ball of blue light glowed atop it. Bonnie gaped and then shook her head, though still in awe.
"That's all fine for you, Evie. But I don't want to be a witch."
Evie shut her locker and then they both panicked, not having realized how late they actually were. The last morning bell was ringing!
"Shit, we're going to be late!"
They scrambled down the hallway and into the classroom just in time, the bell still ringing.
"Good morning, everyone." Said a new voice. Evie looked up after sitting her books down on the desk and gaped. A gorgeous man with light brown hair and beautiful eyes was speaking to them.
"Alrighty." He turned his back to them and started writing on the board. Evie turned so see if Bonnie noticed Mr. Hot-Stuff but she was shaking her head at Elena. The brunette frowned with worry and met her eyes.
"Tell you later," She mouthed to Elena who nodded.
Evie turned back to the board and the teacher. She watched as he wrote his name out on the board and came to the conclusion that his name was just as beautiful as he was.
"Alaric Saltzman. I know it's a mouthful. Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue." The man chuckled. "Saltzman is of German origins. My family emigrated here in 1755 to Texas. I, however, was born and raised in Boston. Now the name-Alaric-belongs to a very dead great-grandfather. I will never be able to thank enough." Evie smiled. Sexy and funny. Awesome.
"You'll probably want to pronounce it Ala-ric but it's A-lar-ic, okay? But you can call me Rick. I'm you're new History teacher."
"Fine with me." Evie muttered lowly and Bonnie looked at her.
The rest of the class went by too fast for Evie. She could admire and listen to Alaric at the same time, but her mind wandered an awful lot too. If he asked her repeat anything he said she would only be able to tell him his own name.
"Is there an Evelyn Harper in today?" Alaric called out suddenly and Evie's heart leapt.
She raised her hand, a dazed expression on her face. "Here." The man looked over at her and smiled. Evie's face heated.
"Great. Can you stay after class for a sec?" Mr. Saltzman asked and Evie almost smiled goofily.
"Sure, yeah."
Bonnie snickered and dodged the kick that was aimed at her as the bell rang.
Taking her time in getting her things, she waited until everyone had filed out of the room and stood by his desk.
"So...Mr. Tanner has-had," He corrected quickly. "A list of students who...underperform. Your name is on the list. I checked into. You're not a bad student, Evelyn."
"Evie." She told him automatically.
Alaric smiled. "Evie." He amended and she smiled goofily again. "He didn't like your dad much, huh?"
"Uh, that would be a no."
He laughed and she thought it was the most beautiful sound in the world. "Well, don't worry about it. I'm not going to give you bad grades because I don't like your parentage or something like that. I've been going through your graded stuff and I've fixed most of it. You're passing, don't worry."
Evelyn beamed. "Thanks, Mr. Saltzman!"
"Anytime." He smiled back.
"Okay, what happened? I've never seen you look like that before. You were practically skipping through the doors."
"History is my new favorite subject." Evie sighed and Bonnie rolled her eyes and laughed.
"Oh my god! You have a crush on the teacher?"
"Can you blame me? Mr. Saltzman is hot. Like Indiana Jones hot."
Elena giggled.
Evie looked at Bonnie who was still shaking her head at her. "Did you tell her?"
"Yeah." The girl sighed. "And you know what? You can take the necklace." She held out the jewelry.
The blonde frowned, looking at the necklace cautiously.
"I thought I couldn't touch it."
"Caroline couldn't." She shrugged. "Maybe it was because of Damon. But I know you won't give it to him."
Guilt racked through her stomach. No one knew of her strange new "acquaintanceship" with Damon. If Bonnie ever found out...The other girl hated him and with good reason. Evie was sure that Bonnie would never forgive her for associating with Damon Salvatore.
"Nah, I don't want it." She shook her head. "I'd rather not have your ancestor haunting me."
Bonnie sighed. "I just don't know what to do."
"What was she warning you about?"
"I'm not sure. But she won't leave me alone."
Evie frowned and rubbed at her wrist.
Elena noticed. "Are the numbers back?"
"Yeah and I'm pretty sure it's warning me too."
Bonnie grimaced at her.
Evelyn grabbed a towel from her bag and started to dry off.
"Missed a spot."
Scoffing, she turned around to see Damon smirking at her, shamelessly admiring her school swimwear. She snapped her towel at him and then wrapped it around her body tightly, hiding herself from view.
"What are you doing in here?"
He shrugged. "Haven't seen you in a few days. All good?"
Evie shrugged and grabbed her bag. "Yeah."
Damon moved closer. "So...There's something I need you to do for me."
"Oh, god..." She mumbled and turned to face him. "All right, out with it. What do you want?"
"A necklace."
Evie froze, the hand on her bag strap tightening. "What necklace?"
"The one on Bonnie's neck." He stated and moved ever closer. "You know the one."
"What about it? I'm not about to take it from her. It shocked Care. Imagine what it'd do to me."
Damon shrugged. "And what if it does nothing to you? You're a witch."
"Not the same...I've been having nightmares about it anyway. It's not good."
He took her arm to keep her from leaving and he frowned at her. "What dreams? Why haven't you said anything?"
"What do you want to me tell you for? You didn't even tell me you wanted the damn thing. Bonnie did. So much for being partners. If you can't be honest with me how do you expect me too?"
He held his hands up. "All right I deserved that." He admitted with a nod of his head. "Well, now I'm telling you. So tell me."
Evie eyed him for another moment and then slung her bag on the bench and plopping down next to it. She told him about her nightmares and how the dreams were always the same. Terrifying and confusing and all about that necklace.
"...So I know that it's stupid, but the thing scares me a bit. Now Bonnie is seeing some ancestor named Emily and I don't want to see that. Vampires I can handle, but ghosts and spirits are different." She slung her now braided hair over her shoulder. "So now what?"
Damon pursed his lips. "I need that necklace to free Katherine. Either you get it or I will."
"Don't threaten her, Damon, unless you want to take a swim." She told him, narrowing her eyes and he felt a tug on his body, like someone was pulling him backwards. He became more aware of the pool behind him. "I'll get the stupid thing, but...I'm not going to steal it."
"However you get it and when you get it, text me." He stated and she nodded absently, biting at her thumbnail in thought. "By the way...Nice swimsuit."
Evie's head lifted and she scowled half-heartedly. "Oh, shut up, Salvatore." He winked and she snorted. Their "interactions" (she would not label it as anything else) were strange. They had been teasing and pushing each other's buttons for the past two weeks. It was slightly fun to be around Damon. That was something she kept way, way deep inside and she was never telling anyone that.
Damon watched her turn to gather her things and tilted his head in thought. Things were...calm between them. The past two weeks had been odd for him. He could almost say it was like spending time with a friend, but he quickly dismissed the thought. Who needs friends? He only wanted Katherine. He had to keep thinking of his end game. He knew way deep down that it was wrong of him to use Evie like this. To use her to not only to gain Katherine, but to unleash hell on the town.
A tiny, miniscule even, amount of guilt made him shift slightly. The vampires trapped with Katherine would destroy the town...and possibly Evie. She'd never be able to hold them all off, she was still learning. He almost told her. Almost warned her of his two-part mission. She only knew about the one part. But she wouldn't help him then. She'd try to stop him or even attempt to kill. And she might succeed the attempt, he had to admit.
A newbie she may be still, but she was stronger and quicker.
They still had their "sparring" lessons. She'd gotten good at detecting his movements and even tried some new things that had him puzzling how to outwit her. Damon would never tell her, but he was proud of her progress.
"You still here?"
He smirked at her. "Didn't want to miss the peep show."
Evie rolled her eyes.
"As if." She stated and he chuckled. "Go on before I really do make you swim." She shook her head and walked towards the locker room to get changed.
"Bye, my Eves." He called and Damon's smirk widened when she eyed him over her shoulder.
"Shut up and leave already!"
He laughed and did as she bid.
Evie's phone rang as she got into her truck and she put it to her ear.
"Yeah?"
"Hey, Evie...Elena is having a get together thing-" Began Bonnie before the phone was taken over by Elena.
"Actually, it's a complicated plot to get Caroline and Bonnie back to being friends." The girl told her. "You in?"
It was on the tip of her tongue to say no, but...Something told her to go. She felt the need to go.
"Sure." Evie stated after a moment. "I'll bring the food."
The girls cheered in the background.
Evie set the bags of takeout on the counter of the Gilbert's kitchen and rubbed at her wrist. It was hurting her again, stinging badly. She stopped when Bonnie came into the kitchen to help her get the food out.
"So...You threw it into a field?" Evie questioned quietly, trying not to look like she cared. How was she going to get it now? And would it be really weird to ask which field? She decided she better not.
"Yep." Bonnie nodded. "It's gone for good."
They stopped talking when Caroline and Elena came into the kitchen next. Evie looked from the tall blonde to her best friend and rolled her eyes.
"Look, the awkwardness is really starting to bug me." She stated, startling them. "Somebody besides me needs to start speaking." Elena made eye contact with Caroline.
"I'm sorry." The taller girl blurted. "There. I said it. If you want the ugly-ass necklace, keep it. It's yours."
Evie facepalmed. "Oh, god." She groaned and Elena snorted at her dramatics.
Bonnie hesitated. "Will you hate me if I tell you I threw it away?" She asked, wincing slightly in preparation. She didn't have to wait long for the explosion.
"You threw it away!?" The cheerleader snapped.
"I know it sounds crazy. But the necklace was giving me nightmares. I had to get rid of it."
"You could have just given it back to me."
"Why?" Elena questioned. "So you could give it back to Damon?"
Evie busied herself with opening some of the takeout containers. What was she going to tell him? Bonnie had thrown it away. A freaking cow could be chewing on! There was no way she was climbing into a field of cows. She thought they were creepy.
"Screw Damon." Caroline stated. "Are we doing manicures or what? Who has their kit?" The girl whipped around and pointed at Evie. "I don't want to hear excuses. I got you a kit."
Evie groaned and Bonnie snickered. Elena smiled.
"You know I'll just chew them off."
"No, you won't." She warned her. "I won't let you."
"Mine's in my bag." Bonnie told her and the blond went to get it.
"So...Elena. how long do you think this fight with Stefan will last? Is it like a permanent thing?"
Evelyn turned to her. "You're not speaking to Stefan?" She asked her lowly.
"I don't know, Caroline." The brunette told her before turning back. "He said he's putting space between us. He won't be back to school."
"Sorry." She told her and the other girl smiled sadly.
"Why are you such a little liar, Bonnie?!" The head cheerleader demanded suddenly.
"What?" The newbie witch frowned.
"Caroline!" Elena reprimanded before they saw the necklace dangling from her fingers.
Evie's eyes widened as she watched the amber crystal go back and forth.
Evelyn...
A voice whispered and the girl looked around wildly. None of the others seemed to have heard it.
She jumped when it was slapped down on the tabletop.
"I'm not lying to you, Caroline. I swear." Bonnie stated, looking just as freaked out as Evie, but not for the same reason.
"It's true. I watched her throw it into a field." Elena added.
Caroline remained unconvinced. "Well, then explain it!"
"Emily." The dark skinned girl turned to Evie and Elena.
"Who's Emily?"
"The ghost."
Evie could practically hear the girl's eyes rolling.
"Oh, the ghost has a name now?" Caroline mocked.
Elena held up a hand. "Caroline, please."
"I wonder why she won't leave me alone."
Evelyn...
Evelyn...
The voice called again and she rubbed at her wrist as it burned. Something about 1864 and the voice...Evie's eyes locked on the necklace again. The whispers of her name grew louder, more insistent. Was it Emily trying to tell her something? But why would she be trying to communicate with her and not just Bonnie? She wasn't her ancestor. But they were both magical. Could witches communicate with other witches? She had to ask her Gran, but be as vague as possible.
"Okay, what is going on?!" Caroline yelled. "Why am I not a part of this conversation? You guys do this to me all the time."
Elena shook her head. "That's not true."
"Yes, it is." Bonnie corrected.
"And now you're doing it to Evie...Or do you know about the ghost?" She rounded on the other girl who had been silently contemplating things in herself. "See? Even she's confused."
Bonnie noticed Evie's odd look, but decided not to address it right then. She ignored the last remarks about Evie.
"I can't talk to you. You don't listen."
"Yes, I do."
Bonnie took a breath. "I'm a witch."
"And don't we all know it?" She mocked.
"See?! That's what I'm talking about. I'm trying to tell you something. You don't even hear it." Upset the girl walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.
Evie turned to Elena. "I'm going to take a breather outside for a second."
"Oh, yes, very possible."
"Well, how can I stop it? I mean...it's freaking me out."
Othella chuckled. "Then listen to what it is trying to tell you, dear. Obviously, it's something important."
"Could it hurt me?"
"Most benevolent spirits take a much stronger force to gain attention besides calling your name. Powerful beings usually come to aid or to warn you of something. Take heed of it, Evelyn. It could very well save your life or someone else's."
"Okay."
"Don't be scared, dear. You'll be all right."
"So...who was Emily Bennett?"
There was a pause. "Is she trying to communicate with you?"
"I don't know. I just heard the name from somewhere."
"Hm...She was a friend of one of your ancestors. Mary Boleyn. Emily kept Mary's secret of being a wiccan. She had healing powers, but hid them well enough so no one became suspicious."
"Oh..."
"So if she's trying to tell you something, I'd listen."
"Right. Bye Gran."
"We're having a séance." Caroline announced when Evie stepped back inside.
The girl blinked and then smiled. She had always wanted to try that. "Seriously?"
"Yep." Bonnie stated, but didn't look too happy. Elena rounded the corner with candles in her arms and up the stairs they went. Shutting off lights to make it darker. Elena lit the candles and they sat in a circle around them in the middle of her bedroom floor.
Evie felt a chill of foreboding go down her spine and felt anxious. What if Emily really was the voice she had heard?
They took hands and Evie took a deep breath.
"What are we doing?" Bonnie asked and Elena snorted.
"I have no idea."
Caroline sat up straighter. "Shh. Be quiet and concentrate. Okay, close your eyes."
They did.
"Okay, now take a deep breath."
Everyone inhaled. Evie stiffened as she felt a sensation of shudder go up her spine. She felt as if someone was trying to get her to pay attention, to focus.
Evelyn...
"Bonnie, call to her."
"Emily, you there?"
Caroline opened her eyes. "Really?! Emily, you there?" She mocked. "Is that all you got?"
"Come on, Evie!"
"Okay!" Bonnie shrieked. "Fine. Jeez."
Evelyn snickered and Elena giggled. They grew silent again and Bonnie spoke.
"Emily. I call on you."
Evie felt a cool sensation on her skin.
"I know you have a message. I'm here to listen."
All of the sudden, the candles flared. Immediately, they released hands. Everyone but Evie looked panicked.
"Did that just-" Elena began.
Caroline nodded rapidly. "Yeah. That just happened."
Evie kept her eyes closed. There was a connection, she could feel it.
Bonnie watched the candles flare again and then turned to Evie. "Evie, is it you?" She whispered.
"No." The girl said, shaking her head.
Caroline felt a chill and Bonnie panicked.
"It's just the air conditioning!"
"Ask her to show you a sign. Ask her." The head cheerleader demanded. "Well somebody do it!"
"Emily," Evie began and there was an almost electric hum in the room. "Send us another sign that you're here." Nothing happened at first.
"See? It didn't work." Bonnie murmured.
"Wait." Evie frowned. There was a feeling of electricity in the air. "She's trying."
"Evie, stop it." The girl whispered, fearfully. "It's not funny."
Elena's window burst open and the girls, except Evie, screamed.
"No, I'm done! I'm done!" Bonnie ripped the necklace from her neck and tossed it in the floor.
The candles went out and Evie suddenly gasped. She could feel another presence in the room.
"Get the lights! Please, get the lights on!" Bonnie wailed.
"I got it!" Elena called and the light flooded in the room.
Evie blinked at the sudden light.
"You guys, the necklace, it's gone."
She looked over to see Bonnie staring at floor. The amber crystal was gone.
Evie washed her face in the sink and took a deep breath. Something had happened in there. Emily must have been trying to communicate with them.
"What? Well, I didn't take it." Caroline said indignantly from outside the bathroom. There was a brief pause. "What? What happened?" She demanded.
"I don't know." Elena said, sounding spooked. "Nothing. Jeremy, are you home?"
Evie opened the bathroom door and poked her head out. "What happened?"
Caroline shrugged. "I don't know. She just jumped like she saw something." Bonnie was pacing nervously.
Evelyn turned back to turn the water off in the sink and Bonnie went into the bathroom.
"Uh, guys?" She said nervously and Evie turned back around. Elena and Caroline turned too. She lifted the necklace off the ground.
Without warning the bathroom door slammed shut and Bonnie screamed.
"Oh my god!" She tried to open the door and so did the girls on the other side.
"Try the other door!" Elena called to her and ran to check it herself.
Evie could feel something powerful, Emily was in there with Bonnie. She had to be.
Suddenly the trapped girl screamed. The lights began flickering and Evie felt afraid.
"No, Bon!"
Then everything fell silent. The door clicked open and Elena pushed it open.
"Bonnie?" She whispered. The girl was standing in the middle of the floor hands over her face. "Are you okay?"
She looked up after a moment, a blank expression on her face.
"I'm fine."
Evie and Elena exchanged looks. Bonnie never sounded so monotone. Something was wrong.
Caroline scowled. "Unbelievable. You were totally faking it."
"Care-" Evelyn began, but was cut off.
"No, you scared the hell out me!" She snapped and stomped off.
Elena stepped closer. "Bonnie?"
"I'm fine." She said again and walked out of the bathroom. "Everything's fine."
Evie, on an impulse, took her arm. Bonnie paused, looking at her with narrowed eyes.
"Emily." She said and Bonnie tilted her head at her. "What's going on?" Elena gasped as she realized what was going on.
"I must go. Thank you for having me." She started to leave, moving towards the stairs.
"Well if she's going so am I." Caroline said pettily and Evie rolled her eyes, brushing past her to follow after Bonnie/Emily.
"Where are you going?"
The girl turned back to them. "I must go back to where it all began."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"I won't let him have it. It must be destroyed." She said and at Evie directly. "You have a right to fear it." Evelyn felt a chill and took a step back in shock, stumbling a bit. Emily paused and then took her wrist.
Evie yelped and tried to get out of the tight grip, Emily's hand was squeezing her injured wrist. The one with the numbers. Evie whimpered in pain. She felt like someone was scorching her wrist.
"Emily, stop!" Elena shouted, but was paid no mind.
Emily let her go and Evie clutched at her wrist, breathing heavily.
"Wait!" Elena yelled, but the door was slammed shut and magically locked again. She and Caroline pounded on it and then it swung open to reveal Jeremy.
"What the hell?" He exclaimed and looked from one girl to the other before shaking his head. He saw Evie. "You okay, Evie?"
She looked up, looking pale. "Fine." She croaked out and he frowned before going to the kitchen.
"I'm out of here." Caroline stated and practically ran from the house when the coast was clear. Elena turned to Evie.
"We've got to help Bonnie. I'm calling Stefan." She ran upstairs in search of her phone.
Evie took a deep breath before getting her phone out, pressing his number in with shaking fingers. Emily had been trying to warn her. It had to do with 1864 and now she understood where Emily was going with the crystal. Where it all started...Fell's Church. The story about the firing on the church making her wrist tingle, the branded numbers were a sign of the fire, the nightmares about the crystal and the church. And finally Damon's plan to release Katherine. It was where it all started.
She didn't wait for Elena or even say a word. It was better to not let her know she was calling the enemy. Evie jumped in her truck and sped out of the driveway. Then she hit call.
"Hello, my Eves. I'm sensing good news?" He said in her ear after one ring and she swallowed.
"Not exactly. Did you know it was possible that a witch can spirit themselves into people's bodies?" She said instead and he growled.
"What happened?"
"Uh, well...Emily is not happy."
Damon muttered something under his breath. "Where'd she go?"
"Fell's Church." She said. "I'm about to go find her. You better hurry."
Evie hopped over a log, running through the trees. She saw Emily at the ruins, drawing something in the dirt with a long stick, and skidded to a stop. Damon was hanging from a tree, a branch through his middle.
"You got violent." She tsked and he rolled his eyes.
"Get me down." He grunted in pain.
Evie raised her hand and made a slow motion. Damon cried out as he was pulled off the tree branch and once off it, he hit the ground with a thud. She ran over to him and took his arm.
"Couldn't be gentle?"
"You're heavy." She shrugged and he rolled his eyes, using her to get up and almost knocked her over in the process. "Jerk."
They turned as Stefan entered the clearing, obviously having heard the story from Elena. He glanced at injured Damon and Evie before looking back at Emily.
"Stefan." She greeted.
"Hello, Emily."
"These people don't deserve this. They should never have to know such evil."
Stefan and Evie frowned. "What do you mean evil?" He asked.
"Emily," Damon called, pain in his voice. "I swear to God, I'll make you pay for this."
Emily frowned. "I won't let you unleash them into this world."
Evie glared at Damon. "Them? What does she mean them?"
"What part of the story did you leave out, Damon?" His brother asked him.
"What does it matter?"
"Because you lied." Evie snapped. "You didn't tell me the truth."
Stefan turned back around. "Emily, tell me what you did."
"To save her, I had to save them."
"You saved everyone in the church?"
"With one comes all."
"I don't care about that." Damon grunted. "I just want Katherine."
"I knew I shouldn't believe a single word that comes out of your mouth." Stefan snapped. "This isn't about love, is it? It's about revenge."
"The two aren't mutually exclusive."
"Damon, you can't do this."
"Why not!?" He snarled. "They killed twenty seven people and they called it a war battle. They deserve what they get."
Evie frowned.
"Twenty-seven vampires, Damon. They were vampires. You can't just bring them back." Stefan scowled.
"This town deserves this."
"You're blaming innocent people for something that happened 145 years ago."
"There is nothing innocent about these people, and don't think for a second it won't happen again. They already know too much, and they'll burn you're little grandwich right next to us when they find out. Trust me." He shouted the last bit at Emily. He pointed at Evelyn next. "Even you, Eves." She felt sick at the thought.
"Times are different now."
"Don't do this." Damon turned to Evie. "Stop her."
"She can't. Until I'm finished, she can't."
Evie frowned and tried to do magic. Nothing happened. She looked at Damon who glared angrily at Emily.
"I can't free them." She continued. "I won't." She tossed down her stick.
"Incendia!" She cried, lifting her hands and fire flared up from the ground in the symbol she had drawn earlier. Evie could feel the power coming from that spell.
"No!" Damon yelled. "No!"
Emily jerked the necklace off and held it out.
"No! no. please." Damon begged helplessly. Evie bit her nails.
"Bonnie!" Elena came running into the ruins. Stefan held her back.
Emily tossed the necklace into the air.
"No!" Damon cried in anguish. The necklace burst in a loud explosion, sparks flying here and there. Evie shielded her face.
The flames extinguished and Bonnie's head bobbled down. Emily's magic had taken a toll on her she was hardly moving.
Damon growled and zoomed forward, fangs breaking into her skin. Bonnie screamed. Evie threw him backwards, her magic restored.
"She's not Emily!" The girl told him, holding him back with her magic when he moved again. "Damon, Emily's gone." The vampire calmed down somewhat, glaring at the ground. She released him slowly, but he never moved. She pushed him with her hands and he stumbled back. She healed his stomach the rest of the way and he felt the pain lessen. This time she didn't faint from helping him.
He looked upset so she didn't speak to him.
Stefan knelt near Bonnie. "She's still alive." He bit his wrist and held it to her mouth. Evie swallowed and looked at Damon. He was walking away. After seeing Bonnie sit up, she followed after Damon.
Evie stepped over the log and sat next to him.
"I'm sorry about the necklace." She said quietly. "I know how much it meant to you to get her out." Damon didn't say anything. "Look, if there is another way, I'll find it. I'm sure my book will have some kind of answer." She elbowed him lightly. "You in there?"
He turned to her, half glaring in the dim light of the moon. "You do know that opening that tomb won't be for just getting Katherine out. I know you heard all that earlier."
"Yeah, I know...And of course I'm pissed that was your plan all along and said nothing to me." She frowned, poking at the ground with a stick. "But I get it. The town's ancestors took her from you. Turned against you. I'm condoning your attack on my best friend mind you." She warned him and he felt the air crackle with power for a moment before it faded. "I hope you don't try that again."
He shook his head. "I don't get you."
"Hey, I never claimed to be normal."
He scoffed lightly.
"Katherine never compelled me." He said and Evie frowned in confusion before seeing Stefan step out of the trees. He was speaking to his brother. "I knew everything, every step of the way." The raw emotion on his face, made her turn away. It was too real to look at it. "I'll leave now."
There was silence for a moment.
"Goodbye, my Eves." He stood up and looked down at her. "You're getting me out of your life. Don't get into any trouble until after I leave." He stuck his hands into his jacket pockets and walked off, disappearing into the trees. Evie couldn't explain why she felt lonely all the sudden.
Stefan took his place on the log. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just minor bumps and bruises. Nothing that needs a lot of explanation." She told him and he nodded. He searched her face for a moment and then sighed.
"He told you about his plan to free Katherine."
"Not all of it. Just that he wanted my help." She admitted and turned to him. "Once less vampire to worry about." He smiled faintly. "Aren't you going to miss him?"
"I've been dodging him for 145 years, I'll be glad to see him move on."
They walked back over to Elena and Bonnie who were near the car.
The witch looked at him in fright.
Evie sighed. That was going to be a very long conversation. Bonnie was probably not going to like it.
Evie felt the bed move and then smelt the familiar cologne.
"Figured you'd be at home packing up." She said and then rolled over to see him staring at the ceiling. His boots and jacket were still on, so he wasn't staying.
He shrugged, still not looking at her.
"It was weird...and kind of scary." She spoke, knowing he was in one of his non-talking moods. "The...whole witch thing." Damon glanced at her. "When we were in the kitchen at Elena's, Bonnie told me she threw the necklace into a field. Then it ended up in her purse. That freaked me out...and then there was a voice calling my name. No one else could hear it. So I called my Gran and she told me I had to listen to the voice and stuff that basically freaked me out even more. Then the whole Emily jumping into Bonnie thing."
Evie grew quiet. They had been doing this for the past two weeks. Ever since waking up in the same bed. Every night they would lie there and sometimes talking and sometimes not, then fall asleep. That was all it was. No sex, no anything but talking and sleeping. Both would never admit how much they liked it. Damon stayed on his side of the bed and never tried anything.
She then said with a smirk: "You know oddly enough I won't miss your idiocy."
Damon chuckled then and turned his head. "Mmhm."
"I won't. Honest."
He sat up and turned to her. "Goodbye, my Eves. Keep practicing."
"Who needs practice? I can toss you anytime."
Smirking he went to the window. "Keep telling yourself that, my little witch." She shoved him with her magic and he almost toppled out the window. She smirked at him innocently and he shook his head. "Be careful who you invite in."
"Still won't help keep you out." She retorted and then he was gone.
She shook her head and got up to close her window, staring out as if she could still see him. Slowly, she closed the window and pulled the curtains to block out the moonlight.
"Oh, well. Guess that's the end of that weirdness." She muttered to herself and went back to bed. She barely slept the rest of the night.
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