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Chapter 21: The Looming Moon

"You trapped her in the house?" exclaimed Stefan. From her position next to Damon, Sarah slowly nodded her head, confirming that what Stefan had repeated was in fact true. Damon and Bonnie had indeed trapped Elena inside her house, as part of their ingenious plan to stop her from handing herself over to Klaus, as Damon had explained to Stefan down in the tomb.

"I told you he wasn't going to like it," Sarah said to Damon, loudly enough for Stefan to hear.

"You also said it was a bad idea, and yet, I can see no down side," Damon said with a smug victorious smile.

"I would say Elena's pissed off mood is a down side," Sarah pointed out with a raised eye brow to her blue eyed brother.

"Yeah, surprisingly though, that's not on my list of concerns," Damon pointed out as Sarah rolled her eyes. "And before you begin any further objections, might I remind you, it was a two to one vote." The two being him and Bonnie over Sarah who didn't agree with it. She'd argued Elena and Stefan both deserved votes but Damon dismissed Stefan, as he was trapped in the tomb. And both he and Bonnie said no to Elena, as then she'd run off again before they could lock her in.

"That's only because Bonnie's as idiotic as you," Sarah muttered as she looked away from eldest brother.

"Maybe, but at least this, idiot, is making an attempt to work with the witch," Damon said, smugness growing as he pointed to himself. God, it was getting hard for Sarah not to punch him. Sometimes he just really had it coming, like now.

"Come on guys, you promised you weren't going to fight," Stefan said, leaning against the wall from within the tomb.

Both his siblings swiftly turned to him with frowns along their brows as they declared in unison, "No we didn't."

"Finally, you two agree about something." Once more, Sarah and Damon united, leaning over to glare past Stefan at the Elena lookalike down the stone walled passageway that lead further into the tomb.

"I see she's still not dead," Sarah stated, looking back to her matching eyed brother, a displeased look on her face. Stefan just made a face of 'what can you do' before lowering his gaze.

"Feel free to come in here and kill me yourself, Sarah," Katherine purred out, leaning against the wall as she smirked over to Sarah. The youngest Salvatore took a single step, only for Damon's arm to shoot out and grab her. Her gaze turned to his, his blue eyes shaking until she took a step back away from the tomb entrance.

"Here, care package," Damon spoke up, picking up the duffle bag at his feet before throwing it into the tomb beside Stefan. "Candles, lanterns and…" He paused, reaching behind him before pulling out a large thermos filled with blood. "Lunch," Damon said with a grin as he shook the thermos back and forth before offering for Stefan to take.

"Give that to me and I'm just gonna have to share it with her," Stefan pointed out, nodding back towards Katherine, who was enjoying the day's entertainment with an ever present smirk.

It was driving Sarah crazy, catching her in her peripheral vision every now and then. Seeing that God damn face.

"You're all surprisingly calm," Katherine said as Damon took back the blood, seeing as Stefan didn't want it. "Considering Klaus will hunt you all down and kill you all if you mess with his little plan."

"Been dead before. I got over it," Damon snapped back before he looked back to his trapped brother once more. Face switching from triumphant grin at the sight of a trapped Katherine, to solemn stare at the sight of his trapped brother. "Once we deal with this moonstone, we'll figure a way to get you out," Damon promised.

"I'm still prioritising getting you out over the moonstone," Sarah stated, arms remaining folded as bother her bothers looked to her.

"As you can see, our baby sister here can't survive long with out her second favourite brother around," Damon said, keeping up the smug attitude as Sarah shot him a glare out the corner of her eye.

"Don't tell lies, Damon," Katherine spoke up from further into the tomb. "We all know what Sarah's really missing," said Katherine as she struck a deliberately exposing and flirtatious pose, aimed directly for Sarah.

"That does it," growled Sarah before she lunged towards the tomb, watching as Katherine's smile grew. Then suddenly she was snatched out the air, face and body impacting with the cold stone wall before the tomb entrance.

"Calm, down," Damon ordered, holding Sarah against the wall with her arms pinned behind her back until finally she stopped struggling. When she did, he let her go and she swiftly shoved him of her. "Last thing I need is you trapped in there with him," Damon said, pointing too Stefan. "Go wait outside. I'll be done in a minute." Sarah didn't move. She stood her ground, turning to glare into the tomb at the smug Katherine, who was wiggling her finger inwards, once again baiting Sarah. "Now!" Damon said, snapping Sarah from Katherine's trance.

He was right. It was still far too easy for Katherine to manipulate her. Truth was she probably shouldn't even have come down, but she just wanted to see Stefan, to know he was okay and that Katherine hadn't gotten to him yet. She hadn't thankfully, and he seemed fine, but Sarah wasn't. And the longer she was down there, the more chance there was of her ending up in there with him. So she bid her goodbyes and then left, doing her best to ignore Katherine's calls after her.

Sat in the Grill, Scarlett did her best to ignore Caroline's disapproving glare as she shoved yet another hamburger into her mouth, making it her fourth in under fifteen minutes. Obviously her hands on eating style wasn't something that the reigning Miss Mystic Falls appreciated seeing. At least she was keeping her mouth shut, but then again, considering how hard Scarlett had hit her when she first objected, trying to take her food away like she was some kind of child, it was hardly surprising. She had apologised for hitting her, in between bites, but did point out she was an idiot for getting between her and her food. A fact she doubted Caroline would soon forget.

They were currently both waiting for Tyler, who was meant to meet them at the Grill nice and early so they'd have as much time as possible to set up before the full moon. He apparently had everything he needed to chain himself up, and since both Scarlett and Caroline had insisted on helping, he was meeting them before so they could help in whatever way they could. Unfortunately, he was now officially running late. Scarlett didn't have too much of a problem with this, but she could tell that control freak Caroline did, considering the constant tapping of her foot, her folded arms and the pout on her face. She didn't say anything though, and besides, it gave Scarlett more time to stock up on food, something she had a feeling she was going to be needing for tonight.

Across at another table, she spotted Alaric and Jenna having a miniature date. Or at least that was what she assumed, judging by the cups of coffee and the shared plate of sandwiches and chips, most of which was already eaten. Her hearing honed in automatically as she continued munching on her hamburger, catching what seemed to be the end of their miniature date.

"So now I'm playing historical society hostess to a couple of writers who are doing this book on small towns in Virginia," Jenna explained.

"Well that sounds…" Alaric began slowly, unsure of where to go next.

"Lame," Jenna offered up, to which he quickly agreed. "Yeah, but Carol Lockwood played the 'dead husband' card, said she was too busy to deal." With a smile that was tired before it had even begun, Jenna stood up, clearing wishing she could stay instead. She placed some dollar bills down on the table and continued with, "Plus, my sister kept most of the archives, so there you have it." She then leaned in, giving Alaric a kiss before they parted, Jenna grabbing her bag as she turned to leave.

She caught both Scarlett and Caroline's eye as she did, waving to them as they waved back. Her eyes did linger on Scarlett for a moment, probably because of the smeared food on her face, to which the blue eyed teenager only smiled wider, now showing the bits of food between her teeth. Jenna just shook her head, smile still present as she made her way out the door.

"You're disgusting," Caroline groaned out.

"And you're too high class," Scarlett shot back with a grin before finishing off her hamburger. She had just been about to order another when Tyler walked in, heading straight for their table.

"Hey…" he said in greeting, word stretching out once he got a better look at Scarlett. He frowned a little but managed to keep the rest of his body going as he placed the duffle bag he had with him on the table. The sound of metal clicking duly noted, by both Scarlett and Caroline. "You need to clean yourself up before we…?" Tyler began to ask, to which Scarlett quickly wiped the remains of her food on her t-shirt's long sleeve. Her face was now more or less clean, but the left arm of her t-shirt had a smeared stain on it that made Caroline groan as she shook her head.

She then threw down some bills, having made the mistake of offering to pay when they first sat down, and was about to get up when she noticed Tyler's face. "What's wrong?" she asked, concern thick which then made Scarlett realise the look of worry on her fellow werewolf's face.

"This girl Mason knows stopped by the house. She said he never made it back to Florida," Tyler explained. Instantly Scarlett had to fight her eyes, forcing them not to widen in shock. They did, but to a suitable degree. Rather than what could have happened, which would have possibly resulted in her eyes jumping out of her skull.

She'd thought they'd dealt with everything Mason related, that the only thing linger was the skeleton in her closet about him. One she was still intending to tell Jeremy about, once everything calmed down. She wouldn't deny she'd considered just never telling him, but since Katherine apparently knew, she couldn't risk keeping him in the dark forever. She was just waiting for the right moment. An excuse that made her hate herself a little more every time she thought of it.

Her gaze shot towards Alaric, while Tyler's was on Caroline. She caught his eye and he subtly nodded to show he was listening in. Good, he could deal with mystery woman. She and Caroline had their hands full tonight, as did Tyler.

"My mom is freaking out and she was on the phone with your mom when I left," Tyler continued to explain before nodding towards the door. He was eager to get going, and considering the news, Scarlett wasn't surprised. This wasn't what he needed before his first full moon, but it was too late now and telling him the truth wasn't going to help him one bit. He was tense enough and this had just made him doubly so, thus why he wanted to get a move on. Keep his mind active so he didn't have to think about what Scarlett was, Mason's rotting corpse and the memory of her betrayal linger over her head.

"We should get going," he said.

"Yeah," agreed Caroline as she stood, subtly kicking Scarlett when she didn't move. It brought the girl back to reality, where she quickly stood up, grabbing the duffle bag she and Caroline had packed, having everything Tyler had asked for them to bring as well as some extra things Scarlett felt were good to have. Like food.

Tyler grabbed his own duffle then lead the way out, Caroline following with Scarlett at the rear. She briefly paused however, looking to Alaric as she subtly made a phone sign with her hand, mouthing, "Sarah," along with it. He nodded, getting the message as he pulled out his phone. With that dealt with, Scarlett continued on after her friends, a mixture of emotions in her stomach, at the thought of the looming full moon.

After Damon finished dealing with Stefan and Katherine, he came out the tomb to find Sarah scowling. She did not appreciated being sent out like a child, especially in front of Katherine. Damon argued he was right to do so, until Sarah twisted his arm to breaking point, reminding him that she was just as old as he was. He apologised then but argued that Sarah shouldn't care what Katherine thinks. She claimed she didn't, but it was obvious to both of them that she did. She hated giving Katherine more ammunition to use against her, failing to show her the badass vampire she now was, as opposed to the weak little girl she'd pushed around.

Then headed over to the Gilbert's, deciding it was probably a good idea to check in on Elena. Sarah was going to talk to her, to try and communicate with her. She'd thought Damon was doing the same until he walked through the front door. Then she'd realised he was just going to be the same old Damon.

Great.

"You should really lock your door," Damon announced as he strode from the front hallway and into the living room where Elena was sat with an angry pout on the couch. Not like a child, more like an infuriated person who could do little more than pout at her problem, now manifesting in human form thanks to Damon's presence. "Oh, come on, pouty. At least give me two points for ingenuity," Damon said before getting whacked in the shoulder by his younger sister.

"Ow," Damon groaned dramatically, gaze swinging to the sister at his side, with a glare that only a little sister could ever have.

"Quit it you idiot," Sarah warned. "That's not helping."

"And locking me in my house is?" Elena snapped, her pity glare switching over to Sarah now.

"Hey, don't go throwing that attitude my way," Sarah snapped back, finger pointing back to Elena as she advanced. "Not only did I vote against this jailhouse idea, but I was there with you in Richmond, trying to help you open up a dialogue with Klaus. So how about you think twice before snapping at the one person who's been helping you get your own way."

Elena backed down at that, even going as far as to slide a little further along the couch, needing to get some distance between her and Sarah's furious eyes. It went quiet for a moment after that, Elena now truly acting like a child as she folded her arms, looking away from her cross mom and dad. Or in this case Sarah and Damon. "What does Stefan say about this?" Elena grumbled out.

"We had a good laugh," Damon chimed in smugly.

"Shut it," Sarah snapped once more, glaring at her brother over her shoulder. He was still stood happily in the archway between the living room and the sitting room, grinning away as he got his jabs in where he could. He was determined to piss as many people off as he could in life, Elena specifically today, for whatever reason.

"Did you tell him about Elijah, or his sister for that matter?" Elena then asked, the two vampires' attention going back to her. They shared a look before Sarah sat down next to Elena, Damon more than happy to stay where he was.

"No, we didn't tell him about either of them," Sarah explained gently to Elena as she sat down next to her, hands coming together on her lap.

"Why not?" Elena asked, a little more calmly now.

"Because he's having a bad enough…" Sarah stopped herself, seeing the look of panic over Elena's face that formed at the first sign of trouble. "What I mean is, he's got Katherine to deal with at the moment. He's trapped and can't get out. So there's no point in telling him about Elijah, or his sister, when he can't do anything about it. Right now his world is confined to that tomb. What's in it, is his problem, everything outside can wait until he gets out," Sarah explained, meeting Elena's eye to make sure she understood where she and Damon were coming from about this.

She did understand. She didn't like it, and would rather tell Stefan everything, but it wasn't like she could do that either. Limiting Stefan's knowledge for the time being was the right decision. If anything it'd help him get through this. Plus anything they told him, Katherine knew too, and Sarah was glad that for once she knew something Katherine didn't. Call it petty, but she wanted to keep that tiny bit of leverage for as long as she could.

"So how much longer till we can get him out then?" Elena asked, a worry line appearing along her forehead at the thought of the answer.

"As soon as Bonnie's done with the moon stone…or until I convince her to reprioritise?" Sarah said allusively as her eyes left Elena's.

"No, Sarah. Don't mess with Bonnie, please," Elena begged, not wanting to deepen the rift that already existed between her two friends. Sarah however, made a non-committal noise, not really caring what Bonnie felt about her. All she wanted to do was get her brother away from Katherine, and if that involved strong arming Bonnie, then so be it. Not even Elena could sway her from that goal.

"Speaking of which, where is the wicked witch of Mystic Falls?" Damon asked aloud, making a show of looking around as Jeremy walked into the room from the kitchen.

"I thought she was meeting you two," Jeremy said as he approached the couch, Elena and Sarah were sat on, resting his hands on the back of it as he came to a stop.

"No, she's on moonstone duty, which puts me and my sister on Elena patrol," Damon explained with a click and a nod towards Elena who rolled eyes at the gesture.

"So Scarlett's dealing with Tyler and the full moon alone?" Jeremy asked, not sounding too fond of the idea. In fact if anything he sounded worried, but he should know better by now. Sarah did after all. Scarlett was a girl who was more than capable of handling Tyler. And in any case, she had back up.

"No, Caroline's with her," Sarah spoke up, prompting a frown from Elena, who apparently didn't know about this.

"And if she happens to get bit, then that's one less headache for me," Damon said with a happy shrug, to which Sarah shot him a glare. Not finding his joke funny in the slightest.

"Hold on a second. Tonight's the full moon?" Elena exclaimed.

"Yep, but you were to absorbed with all your suicidal tendencies to notice," Damon said snidely as he pulled out his ringing phone, answering it as he walked off into the sitting room. "What?" he said into the phone, having glanced at the caller id before answering.

"What's going–?" Elena began to ask Sarah before the vampire shushed her, focusing her hearing on Damon's phone.

"Sheriff Forbes has officially declared Mason Lockwood a missing person," Alaric said from the other end of the phone.

"What? Why?" asked Damon, saying what Sarah was also thinking.

"Some girl from Florida showed up on the Lockwood's door step looking for Mason," Alaric explained, causing both Damon and Sarah to frown. Seeing this, Elena asked once more what was going on but Sarah waved her off, trying to maintain her focus so that Damon couldn't cut her out the loop like they had with Stefan. She couldn't well have him holding all the cards and acting like the all knowing big brother she knew he wasn't.

"What girl?"

"I don't know but she sure got everyone in a tizzy," Alaric answered.

"That's not good. Where are you?"

"I'm at the Grill."

"I'm on my way," Damon said, before hanging up and looking over to his sister. When their eyes met, he knew she'd heard everything. It didn't bother him, it just spoiled his fun for a bit. But he could stay here and have more 'fun' with Elena while she went to talk to the mystery girl.

Standing up, Sarah walked over to meet her brother as he walked back into the living room. "Change of plans. You and Scrappy's chew toy are babysitting the drama queen," Damon shot out, pointing to both Sarah and Jeremy before then pointing to Elena. Jeremy was fine with this, happily flopping down on his sister's lap as she glared up at Damon. Annoyed at being treated even more like an infant child than she already was.

Sarah however, started to frown in a mixture of protest, and confusion. "Hold on a second, don't you think I'd be better of talking to the new possible wolf in town?"

"There's another werewolf in town?" Jeremy spoke up, he and Elena staring at the two vampires who were now completely ignoring them, focused on each other and their own conversation.

"Why's that?" Damon asked, playing dumb.

"Well, let's see," Sarah began sarcastically. "I'm the one who helped Scarlett through her initial phase as a werewolf. I'm the one who gave her guidance, a home, and support which continues to this day. And you're the one who kicked her out the house and continues to piss her off, to this day."

"Except I'm the one who let her back into the house," Damon argued with a matter-of-fact face.

"Yeah, which was a few days after you kicked her out. You get pissed off and then it takes you days to calm down. Face it, I'm better equipped to handle this," Sarah explained pointedly as she lifted her knowing brow at Damon.

"Those are all excellent points, my little sister. Except you missed one very important point," Damon said, smug smile forming.

"What?"

"I'm not planning on talking to her," Damon said, smug smile solidifying before he turned to walk out the house, leaving a stunned Sarah in the archway. "Stay with her," Damon said over his shoulder, motioning between Sarah and Elena, before then honeying in on Elena. "And you, maybe get out, enjoy the sun… Oh wait, you can't," Damon finished smugly as he reached for the door.

With a scowl, Elena threw a couch cushion towards Damon, but it fell short by quite a bit. Both Damon and Jeremy laughed before Elena then shoved Jeremy off her and onto the floor. He groaned in mild pain before then sitting up. Only to get pushed back down as Elena placed her feet on Jeremy's chest, keeping him down. "Brothers are so annoying," Elena muttered towards Sarah.

"Preaching, sister," Sarah said with an agreeing look as she turned back around to Elena.

"So what do you guys want to do?" Jeremy spoke up from the floor.

"Well," Elena said, pushing down on Jeremy's chest with her feet, causing him to cough a little. "Me and Sarah are going up to my room." Elena then stood up, leaving one foot on her brother. Once she was up, she pushed down one last time, hard, before then storming off into the sitting room.

"Great I'll come with you," Jeremy said, deliberately playing dumb as he jumped up to his feet.

Sarah wasn't a fool, she could see the prearranged plan at play here. There was obviously a reason Damon had decided to come here and bring her along. And he'd been so sly about it, making her think she wanted this too. Craft bastard. As Sarah could now see, the plan wasn't just to keep Elena trapped and watch her, it was to watch her too. To make sure she wasn't helping Elena while she was trapped inside. But Damon was gone now, and that left Jeremy against her and Elena. Which made him very outmatched for a number of reasons.

"No," Sarah said, hand pushing him back when he tried to follow. "We're going to have some 'girl' time. So you go to your room, or head outside, basically do whatever you want."

"I want to hang out with you guys," Jeremy said, voice betraying him as insistence seeped in.

"I really don't know what Scarlett sees in you," Sarah murmured before meeting Jeremy's eye once more, plastering on a smile as she let her inner devil crawl out for some fun. "Let me make this clear. Me and Elena, are going up stairs to chat. You, aren't coming. You are going to leave us alone. Otherwise you won't be seeing Scarlett for…let's say a week, since she'll be grounded."

"You can't–" Jeremy began, finding amusement in her threats.

"I'm the closest thing that girl has to a parent right now. I am the authority she answers too. So, yeah, I can ground her. I can ban her form seeing you. And believe me, I can make it a whole lot worse than that if you really piss me off, Jeremy. So what's it going to be?" Sarah asked with a pleasant smile.

For a moment all Jeremy could do was stare back, mouth opening slowly before he finally got out, "I think I'll just hang out down here for a while."

"Good choice," Sarah said with a mocking smile before turning to follow Elena up to her room. "Remind me to pass that one onto Jenna, in case she ever needs to use it on those two," Sarah whispered to Elena who chuckled as they climbed the stairs together.

As Caroline drove along, the road switched from small town buildings, to open roads and then onto forests as she took them all towards the tomb. Scarlett was in the backseat, sat happily with her arm propped against the window, holding up her head as her eyes watched her small little world go by. And yet she had so many problems. She was still trying to figure out how to tell Jeremy about Mason, she was lying to Tyler about half her life – the vampire part – and she was still feeling immensely guilty over Stefan being trapped in the tomb.

Somehow though, she managed to sit peacefully and enjoy the ride. One little piece of quiet in the storm that was her life. And with the full moon set to rise in a few hours, it was about to get a whole lot crazier.

When the car jolted to a stop, Scarlett lifted her head, seeing that Caroline had stopped the car. Nobody said anything though, another reason the journey had been peaceful. With Tyler worrying about his uncle, and Caroline and Scarlett feeling guilty for knowing, no one had been in much of a talking mood, which made Scarlett even more amazed at the fact she'd been able to zone out and just be.

Tyler climbed out first, Scarlett following before they both made their way around to the back were Caroline popped open the trunk. "You know, maybe he just stopped to go surf somewhere. Isn't that Mason's whole thing?" Caroline asked, looking back through the car as Tyler leaned into the trunk with Scarlett stood beside him.

"Maybe," Tyler mumbled, grabbing his duffle before handing Scarlett hers as Caroline climbed out the car. "This girl just seemed to think he would have called," Tyler explained, uncertainty in his voice as he closed the trunk and Caroline locked the car.

"I'm sure he's okay," Caroline offered.

"Besides, we should be focusing on you right now. Wherever Mason is, he's probably already ready for this," Scarlett said as she placed her hand on Tyler's shoulder, offering him a smile that made her stomach turn. Some friend she was.

"Yeah, you're probably right," Tyler sighed before taking a heavy breath. "All right…let's do this," Tyler said before leading the way towards his family cellar. Scarlett and Caroline sharing another awkward look before following, both hoisting their respective bags over their shoulders.

Once inside, Scarlett and Tyler quickly got to work setting up. Tyler had already shown the video of Mason's first full moon and the diary he kept to Scarlett, containing notes on the ideal set up to restrain a werewolf on the night they turn. Scarlett had objected to many of the ideas in the book, but when she failed to come up with anything better, Tyler decided he was going to follow his Uncle's method. In Scarlett's opinion though, it looked like it would just make things a whole lot worse.

"Give it a pull will you?" Tyler asked, handing Scarlett a long chain that he'd just finished hooking up to the wall. With a nod, Scarlett took a tight grip and pulled. It remained tethered to the wall. She tapped into a bit of her supernatural strength and still nothing. Then she yanked with all her force only to find her body sudden jerk to a halt, unable to pull any further.

"That should do it," Scarlett groaned out, letting the tension leave her body as she let the chain fall loose in her grip. She then looked around at all the other chains that were hanging from the walls and trailing across the floors like silver snakes. It seemed a little overkill, the amount of chains being used to hold Tyler in place, or rather the wolf he'd become.

"You brought the wolfsbane, right?" Tyler asked, looking over to Caroline who was stood in the entrance, watching while the other two finished setting up the series of chains.

"Yes," Caroline answered. Snapping from her thoughts now that she'd been asked a question. "Not an easy herb to find," she added as she made her way over to her bag. Tyler and Scarlett crowding around her, watching as she pulled out a small ziplock bag. Inside was the werewolf equivalent of vervain. Wolfsbane. It had no effect on Caroline however, so she easily pulled it out, lifting it up by the stem to show them. "This is it."

Tyler then reached forward to grab it only for Scarlett to slap his hand away. "Ow!" Tyler snapped, shaking his hand to fight of the sting of pain, glaring at Scarlett as she glared back at him like he was an idiot. Because he was one.

"Trust me, the wolfsbane would have hurt worse," Scarlett grumbled.

"So this is definitely it?" Caroline asked, needing to be sured.

"Yes, that's wolfsbane," Scarlett confirmed.

"My water bottle's in my bag, we can mix it in there," Tyler said with a nod to his bag.

"Hold on, you're not seriously going to drink that?" Scarlett exclaimed, eyes following Tyler as he walked back over to check the chains once more.

"It's the only way to keep my strength down," Tyler said with a shrug as if that was it. "I don't want to risk breaking free of these chains," Tyler explained, holding up one of the chains as he said so. "Guy at the hardware store said they should hold up to five thousand pounds."

"Is that more than a werewolf can pull?" Caroline asked, shaking Tyler's water bottle as she placed the wolfsbane inside. She was looking at Scarlett when she asked the question, as was Tyler now that he wanted to hear the answer.

"I don't know," Scarlett answered after a moment, meeting Tyler's eye. "But from what I can tell normal werewolves are stronger and faster as wolves. It's different for me though so I guess we'll find out tonight."

"Yeah, well… I'm not taking any chances," Tyler said as he gave the chains a few more tugs, before heading over to tightened the bolts that held the chains in place. After that there was a silence. Scarlett could have argued some more with Tyler about how stupid he was for taking wolfsbane and basically poisoning himself but things were already hard enough for him as it was. She had to let him do what he felt was best, and truthfully, she didn't know all that much about turning on a full moon herself. She'd only done it once and it had been sudden. She'd had no idea it was coming. Tyler did, and he done what he could to prepare. Scarlett never needed to do that. From now on, it was a case of trail and error. Finding the method that was right for him so that he could get through each full moon for the rest of his life.

"Hey, Tyler, how are you doing?" Caroline asked quietly.

"Still human," Tyler said flippantly before making his way past Scarlett and Caroline to the other side of the cellar. From there he started to strip and Scarlett respectfully looked away, like anyone would for her. Caroline though, had been unaware of what Tyler was doing and turned around, only to gasp when she saw Tyler pulling his shirt off.

"Oh my god, you're not gonna get naked, are you?" Caroline exclaimed in a very girlish manor.

"It's elastic," Tyler spoke up. Both girls turned, looking down at Tyler's lower half to see him wearing sports styled shorts. He pulled at the waist band and then let it bounce back against his waist, the shorts remaining in place. It was smart, Scarlett had to admit, especially when he couldn't change on command like her. Definitely preferable to standing around, chained up and naked all night.

"I don't think it's like the Hulk, where I get to keep my pants," Tyler joked, even managing to grin a little as he continued to remove his unnecessary cloths, folding them as he placed them off to the side.

"What about you?" Caroline asked looking to Scarlett. "What are you going to do? I mean are you going to turn or…?"

"No," Scarlett said with a firm shake of the head. "I'm in complete control. I won't feel a need to change like Tyler." She left out the explanation about how she was able to stay in control, thanks to her necklace. She still didn't want to give that secret away, not unless she absolutely had too. But looking at Tyler now, and how tense he was, she couldn't help but wish she could help him. To show him it wasn't as bad as he thought, that being a wolf could be a magical experience. That's what she thought of when she thought of the transformation. It was just a small part of another wise life changing experiencing. For Tyler though, it was just a torture process he was going to have to endure every month. Scarlett could only hope that after tonight he'd at least feel better about it all.

During Sarah's time in Elena's bedroom, they got up to very little. They talked about ideas of escape, starting of serious before going into full on insanity. One idea had even included digging through the foundations of the house to see if they could tunnel under Bonnie's barrier spell. Another had been for Sarah to develop flight and just fly them up into the sky, allowing them to both escape and get Klaus' attention.

When they caught Jeremy listening in, they both proceeded to tease him, thinking aloud of ways to make his and Scarlett's lives even more miserable. Eventually he caught on and after some shouting, Jenna arrived on the scene. She'd ordered them all to knock it off as she had people coming over and then the door bell had rang. Sarah almost laughed when Jenna then sent both Elena and Jeremy to their rooms, declaring she didn't want to hear another peep out of them. What was surprising was they actually went along with her orders. Both shooting each other a glare before heading into their respective bedrooms. Jenna asked Sarah to keep and eye on them and she promised she would before heading back into Elena's room.

They locked the bathroom door to Jeremy's room, making it so he could go in there to listen in on them while they were in Elena's room. Not that they spoke about anything he'd be interested in. It was mostly just catching up on school work and killing time, with the occasional moan about Damon, whether it was about him locking Elena up, or how he was about to confirm every teen drama book that said vampires and werewolves were mortal enemies.

Eventually though, Elena got hungry, and said they needed to go down and get something to eat. In truth, Sarah was a little hungry herself, but for blood more than food. But food would subside her bloodlust for now, at least until later tonight, when she could grab herself a human sized blood bag.

Following Elena down stairs, the two found Jenna knelt down in front of the cupboard beneath the stairs, sorting through several boxes that had been cramped inside. "Hey, what are you doing?" Elena asked as she and Sarah came to a stop, looking down at the older woman.

"Hiding away evidence of your various murders?" Sarah suggested with a smirk.

"Ha, ha," Jenna said sarcastically as she glanced up at the two grinning teenagers. "Since you're both here though," Jenna said before grabbing a box and shoving into Sarah's hands. "You can help," Jenna said, grinning now that the tables had turned before she handed another box full of paper to Elena.

"Seriously though, what is this stuff, Jenna?" Elena asked, frowning down at the box in her hands along with Sarah.

"Your mom's files from the Historical Society. I got roped into helping Mrs. Lockwood," Jenna explained as she bent down to pick up one last box. However, she then continued, voice raising as she said, "And by roped, I mean very excited to participate." As Jenna finished her proclamation, she kicked the cupboard door closed and the door swung aside to reveal Elijah and Amelia stood in the kitchen.

Sarah's box slid from her hands, landing with a 'thud' against the floor, jaw dropping as Elena jumped in shock from next to her, almost dropping her own box in the process but somehow managing to hold onto it despite what she was seeing. Both the Original vampires smiled back in greeting, Elijah stood along side his sister who was stood by the island in the kitchen, cup of coffee in hand.

"Hello, I'm Amelia, and this is my brother," Amelia said, gesturing to her brother as if the two had never met Sarah or Elena before.

"Elijah, it's a pleasure to meet you both," Elijah added. Sarah and Elena just continued to stare, waiting for either to make their move. They were so focused on the Originals – and what had to be an act they were putting on – that they didn't notice Jenna coming right towards them.

"Jeeze, Sarah. This stuff is delicate you know," Jenna grumbled, annoyed at Sarah for dropping the box so carelessly. Still all Sarah could do was stare at the Originals, until she caught movement and her eyes moved down to find Jenna picking up the box.

"I'm…sorry," Sarah said, still recovering from the sight of the Originals. Her gaze moved back to them as Jenna stood back up, and yet the two were still smiling as if this were their first encounter.

"What…What are they doing here?" Elena asked, voice shaking as Jenna walked into the kitchen, placing the box she'd taken from Sarah down before walking back out into the hallway to collect the other box from her niece.

"Elijah and Amelia are in town doing research on Mystic Falls," Jenna explained, sounding genuinely interested as she took the box from Elena. Sarah would have given her prompts on her acting, had it not been for the fact she was referring to two of the oldest vampires in history.

"Jenna's told us a lot about you, Elena," Amelia said, stepping in to the hallway, her brother behind her. "It's nice to finally meet you," she said, holding out her hand for Elena to shake. Elena stared at it, and Amelia stared at her, waiting. All while Sarah and Elijah had a staring match of their own, Sarah's foot sliding forward an inch, ready to defend herself and her friends should he or his sister try to hurt them. He seemed unthreatened, though clearly noticed the movement. Simply smiling and waiting like his sister.

Eventually Elena did take Amelia's hand, shaking it lightly as she met the blue eyed vampire's gaze. They quickly broke apart though, when Jenna walked back in, standing along side Elena as she turned to face the two Original vampires. "So you're both more then welcome to stay here and rummage through this stuff, or Elena, Sarah and I could help you load it into your car?" Jenna suggested.

"That's very kind," Amelia began in that polite voice of hers, meeting Jenna's eye. "But it's late and we've already bothered you all enough as it is. Would it be all right if we sent someone to collect it tomorrow?" It was hard to believe the same woman saying all this had literally ripped out another man's heart not that long ago.

"Yeah, sure, whatever works best for you," Jenna said with a nod as she smiled back.

"Excellent," Amelia said said happily as she followed Jenna towards the door with Elijah right behind her.

"And thank you so much for inviting us into your home, Jenna," Elijah added. Sarah eyes closed at that remark, cringing as she realised what had been right in front of her the whole time. She should have realised it when she first saw them inside the house, but she'd been so thrown of by them even being there, she hadn't realised what it truly meant. Now that they'd been invited in. They could come and go as they pleased and Elena's home was no longer safe for her.

"And Elena," Elijah then added, turning around with his sister to face Elena and Sarah one last time. "We hope to see you again sometime soon."

"And you too of course, Sarah," Amelia then added when her brother didn't.

"Yes, of course," Elijah agreed, a pointed look Sarah's way before they both then turned and bid goodnight to Jenna, heading out before she shut the door behind them.

"Get Jeremy, now," Sarah hissed to Elena who quickly nodded before they both set of in determined, and truthfully frightened, strides. Sarah headed for the door where Jenna was still stood, while Elena turned and raced up the stairs at an appropriate speed for Jenna. "I'm just gonna head, so I'll catch you later, all right," Sarah said as she forced on a friendly face for the confused Jenna who was a little surprised by Sarah's sudden departure.

"Oh, all right. See ya then," Jenna said as Sarah opened the door, flashing her one last smile before pulling the door shut behind her. She then turned, scanning the street for the Originals only to find them gone. She went to march off the porch, ready to try and follow them, when suddenly she was hoisted up off her feet, a steel like hand around her throat.

Then she saw who was holding her, the man in the sharp suit, with a dark eyed glare that looked up into her shocked green eyes. Elijah. Before she could make a noise, he placed his firm finger to his lips, indicating for her to be quiet. With a croak of pain, Sarah nodded her head, showing she understood. Elijah smiled slightly, corners turning up just enough for Sarah to see. Then the world passed by in a blur and Sarah found herself back in Elena's bedroom, still held up by Elijah's powerful hand around her throat.

A gasp from across the room caught her attention and Sarah looked through the corner of her eye, spotting Elena by the door, Amelia stood beside her. "Please, don't hurt her," Elena begged loudly, but not so loud as to catch the attention of her brother or aunt.

"Elijah," was all Amelia said, with a not so persuading look to her brother. He smiled back before not so forcefully throwing Sarah towards Elena's bed were she landed, sinking into the mattress before it pushed her back out.

Whipping her hair form her face, Sarah growled at the smug looking Elijah before she vamp speeded back up to her feet, ready to lung at him until suddenly Amelia was between them both. "Think very carefully before you cross us, Miss Salvatore," Amelia warned. The polite and friendly look in her eyes now glossed over by a hard steel like glare. "I should rip out your heart right now for what you did to my brother back in that grungy, rundown, excuse of a building." The darkness to her words made Sarah back up as Amelia advanced on her. "But, I'm no stranger to misunderstandings, and so me and my brother are here to have a little chat with Elena. And we've both decided it would be best to include you in that discussion."

"However," Elijah cut in as he stepped up to Amelia's side. "Should you try anything along the lines off, say…idiotic violence, then we shall be forced to remove you. Permanently."

"She won't," Elena answered as she stepped over to join Sarah by her bed. Looking over to her as she asked, "Right?"

Sarah stared at her for a moment, before then looking over to Amelia, and then Elijah. She nodded. "But we're just talking. She's not going anywhere with you two, and no one's making any decisions right now," Sarah said firmly as she met the two Original's eyes.

"As I'm sure it will become quite clear, that's all we want too," Elijah explained in a very diplomatic manor, hand gestures and all.

"All right then," Elena said after a pause. "Let's talk."

"Excellent," Amelia said, smiling alongside her brother as they faced of against confused and curious, Sarah and Elena.

After Scarlett helped Tyler chain himself up, they could do nothing more than wait. Tyler said they could go if they wanted to, but he already knew what Scarlett and Caroline would choose. They'd made it perfectly clear by now. So they sat together by the exit to the cellar, while Tyler sat, stood, and paced around the cellar for the next few hours. Or at least he did those things in the restricted area that his chains kept him confided too. When he'd first been hooked up, he gave a few experimental tugs. Even tried running out with all his strength which ended up with him choking himself until he stepped back.

The chains were solid. But even so Tyler was obviously still concerned about breaking them. Scarlett was confident they'd hold. She'd tested them herself and they'd been fine. It might be different once he changes, but odds are he'd still be trapped in the cellar. If not, she'd hold him down herself. She wasn't afraid of another werewolf, and his bite wouldn't be fatal to her. Just people like Caroline.

It was a long wait. Little conversation occurring other than small talk, as it felt like tension was being pumped into the cellar like toxic gas. It really was just a waiting game, doing what they could to distract themselves from what could happen at any moment. Caroline was playing with her fingers, Scarlett with her necklace, and Tyler was pacing around the cellar, every now and then glancing up at the roof as if to see how high the moon was.

"What time is it?" he abruptly asked.

Scarlett had no idea, but Caroline quickly retrieved her phone, glancing at the screen before answering. "Almost eight." A pause as she put her phone away. "What time does the moon…crest, or what ever?" Caroline asked, shaking her head as she lowered it, feeling silly for how she worded her question.

"Not for a while," Tyler answered, and yet again Scarlett was hit with a wave of guilt. He'd obviously been looking all this up. Everything to do with a full moon, all while she'd been skating through this werewolf thing because she didn't have to deal with any full moon drama. She should know all this stuff about the moon. Heck Jeremy probably did. It's just that it never effected her. Until now that is, watching Tyler go through it all. It was almost like she was going through it for the first time herself, properly.

"Mason's journal said the first transformation can happen before the moon hits its apex," Tyler then added, still pacing around the room with the loose chains dragging across the stone floor behind him. Rattling all the while. A nerves swallow told Scarlett he was still terrified. Nothing had changed on that front. He was doing well though, keeping himself together. Even so, Scarlett could still see the tears in the corner of his eyes, and the lower lip that trembled every now and then. God this was hard to watch.

"Does it say how long you'll actually be a wolf?" Caroline asked.

"Probably for a few hours," Scarlett answered before Tyler could. Her eyes glazed over as she stared off into a corner of the cellar. She still couldn't remember much of her first transformation, but from what Sarah had told her it had been a good few hours she was a wolf. At least that was her theory after spending most of the night running from her, until she found her in the woods the next morning. She could hardly say all that out loud at the moment but she figured it was helpful to both Tyler and Caroline if she just left her answer at that. To go into more detail, might just scare them both.

They went back to silence then, until Tyler began to make his way over, going to sit down beside them. Scarlett slid over to give him space before he suddenly collapsed to all fours. He hadn't collapsed though, it was his chains, stopping him from going any further. Gritting his teeth, Tyler gave a pull, before remembering how strong the chains were and quickly giving up.

"Do you want me to undo those?" Scarlett suggested. Tyler shook his head though, before his eyes moved over to the wolfsbane water bottle. He grabbed it before Scarlett could object, and then let the chains pull him back before walking back across the cellar's stone floor.

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Caroline spoke up, a nervous whine to her voice.

"Yeah," Tyler said in a certain, but shaky voice. "Like I said, it'll diminish my strength. Make it harder for me to break free." He glanced over at them both. Neither looked confident or in fact comfortable with this idea. Truth was he wasn't confident either, Scarlett could tell by his racing heart. Despite that though, he still unscrewed the top and held the bottle to his lips. It was another few seconds though before he finally took a drink.

It was only when he lifted the bottle up, and the poisons liquid began to slid down his throat that Scarlett realised how utterly insane this all was. She stood up, along with Caroline, both watching in horror as he tried to force down the contents of the bottle, only for him to then throw it all back up as he dropped down onto his knees.

The sizzling of his scorched mouth began to fill the air as the two women quickly rushed to his side. Caroline trying to sooth him, rubbing his back, while Scarlett went to snatch the water bottle from his clutches. "No," he groaned out, tears of pain flying from his eyes as he tightened his grasp on the bottle.

"Give me the damn bottle, Tyler," Scarlett ordered, still trying to pry it from his grasp.

"No!" Tyler shouted, lifting his head as he pushed back Caroline, meeting Scarlett's gaze. She felt sorry for him, she truly did. And she wanted to help however she could, but she wasn't going to let him do this, it was too hard to watch.

"I'm not going to let you poison yourself! I'd don't care if it's what Mason says is best, because he's not here. I am. And I'm telling you, this isn't helping!" Scarlett roared in emotion as she yanked the bottle from his grasp. He stared up at her, still in pain from the wolfsbane, but seemed to back down at her orders. Accepting them.

"I'm going to get rid of this," Scarlett said, holding up the bottle before looking over to Caroline. "Keep him comfortable and calm until I get back." Caroline nodded, before Scarlett marched out, leaving the vampire to comfort the werewolf, who was still crying in pain. There's an image Scarlett hadn't expected to see again in her life, her mind flashing back to when she first turned, and how Sarah was there for her. Guess lightning really can strike twice, Scarlett thought as she left the cellar, disposing of the poisonous wolfsbane.