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With a title like this, I'd better have given you guys something good, right...? I may have shot myself in the foot with that one, but even so, been really looking forward to this part of the story, I love a good supernatural rumble! Enjoy, and I'll see you later!

Chapter 26: Werewolves Vs Vampires

While Sarah and Elena had remained at the table with Jenna, everyone else had left. Alaric had gone over to the bar, joining Damon for a bit before deciding he ought to go home and get some actual work done apparently. He bid everyone goodnight and kissed Jenna goodbye before then leaving. Damon had remained at the bar, nursing a new drink every half an hour or so. John had caught Sarah's hints and was staying clear of the ladies, as well as Damon, making conversation with whoever he could recognise inside the restaurant. He seemed to be quite the people person, providing you weren't related to him or were a supernatural.

"So, I've got a question to ask," Jenna spoke up, changing the topic of conversation as she turned to Sarah.

"Shoot," Sarah said, elbows on the table as she leaned forward.

"Is Damon seeing anyone right now?" Jenna asked, glancing over to the blue eyed vampire who had his back to them.

"My God you've finally snapped," Sarah declared without missing a beat.

"Should we start the intervention now, or just take her out back?" Elena asked before the two younger looking women started to laugh.

"Not for me you, idiots," Jenna snapped playfully as she glared at them both. "I have a friend that I think would be good for him."

Understanding what Jenna was now saying, Sarah shared a look with Elena before looking back to Jenna. Happiness no longer as bright as it had been a second ago. "Maybe some other time, Jenna. He just kinda got out of a serious relationship," Sarah explained solemnly.

"Wait, seriously? Sorry, I had no idea. Is he okay?" Jenna said in disbelief, looking to Elena as if wondering why she hadn't mentioned it. The reason she hadn't mentioned it was because she'd only found out about it the same day that Rose had died. There hadn't been time to tell Jenna or anyone else that didn't already know.

"He's Damon. If that answers your question," Sarah said with a shrug before sipping at her drink. Non-alcoholic of course. Once she'd had said sip, Sarah sat her glass back down, looking to Jenna once more. "I don't think he knew how serious it was, at least to him. It only lasted for a couple of days."

"Never imagined him as the type to fall for someone so quickly," Jenna said, glancing over at Damon, as if seeing him in a new light.

"He's an ass most of the time, but he does care. And when he loves someone, he loves them hard," Sarah explained, a knowing look to Elena who knew what he could be like.

The human girl had only experienced it briefly herself, before Sarah had encouraged Damon to move on, but she'd see how far he would go with Katherine before it had been revealed that she'd played him. "Your friend's not looking for a fling, is she?" Sarah asked on the off chance, since that would possibly be good for Damon, help get his mind of things.

"No, she's looking for the real thing," Jenna explained.

"Then probably best you save her for later," Sarah said as she took another sip.

"Yeah…that might be a problem," Jenna said slowly, grimacing a little as Sarah and Elena turned to stare at her. She then directed them with her eyes to an approaching woman, dressed in casual suit like she'd just come from work.

"Hi, Jenna," the woman said before then waving to Sarah and Elena too, both of which lifted their hand in greeting, not quite sure what to make of her. "So, where's this guy you wanted to introduce me to?" Sarah looked her up and down, then turned to Jenna with a thin smile, which only made Jenna grimace all the more.

"Her?" Sarah asked.

"Yeah…" Jenna said, stretching out the word as she finished her grimace. "Andie Star, this is my niece–" Jenna gestured to Elena, who smiled on cue, but didn't have a chance to introduce her as Andie cut in.

"Elena Gilbert, yes, I know," Andie said with a friendly smile. "I don't know who you are though," Andie said, pointing to Sarah with a curious finger.

"This is Sarah Salvatore," Jenna introduced.

"The little sister of the guy you're looking to bang," Sarah said with a straight smile, taking Andie aback. Behind Sarah could hear Jenna facepalming and Elena stifling a laugh. "I'm just kidding, sorry," Sarah said as she look back to Jenna, grinning as her friend who shook her head while also smiling.

"He's over there," Jenna said, waving a hand towards the bar, which didn't really narrow it down, seeing as there were four guys sitting at various points along the bar on their own. "Although we might have to call it off."

"Oh, why?" Andie asked with a disappointed pout.

"He just got out of a relationship," Elena explained, arms folded on the table.

"Ah, okay," Andie said, before pausing as she thought it over. "Still, there couldn't be any harm in meeting him, right?" She looked to three women sat before her, waiting to see if any objected as she raised an intrigued eyebrow. Sarah looked back, finding Jenna's curious gaze on her. She obviously wanted to do it, she apparently thought she'd found the perfect match for Damon.

"Why not," Sarah shrugged, as Jenna and Andie smiled. "Might as well give it a shot. What's the worse that could happen?" Sarah did not miss Elena's pointed look, but she sent her her own look that said she wouldn't let it get out of hand.

"All right, let's go Andie," Jenna said as she stood up, escorting her friend over to Damon.

"You sure that's a good idea?" Elena asked, moving across to Jenna's seat so she was sat next to Sarah, nodding after her aunt and friend as they approached the deadly vampire.

"It's a distraction if anything. He could use that right now. And you never know," Sarah said, sipping her drink after another shrug to Elena.

"You really think he's going to fall in love with her?" Elena asked skeptically.

Another shrug. "It happened with Rose," Sarah pointed out, before finishing her drink and placing down the empty glass.

"So what about you then?" Elena then asked suddenly.

"Excuse me?"

"Is there any romance on the horizon for Sarah Salvatore?" Elena asked with a cheeky grin. Sarah turned away slightly, eyes widening. It wasn't a subject that she often gave much thought to, thus why she'd been caught of guard. She rarely thought about relationships unless she was in one herself. Her brothers' relationships were a different story of course, she'd pry into them no matter what her relationship status. She was their sister after all. But recently, no, there hadn't been anything. Sure she'd made out with a few guys and slept with a couple on that Whitmore trip, but that was just scratching an itch. There was no romance to any of it.

"Doubtful," Sarah said as she looked down into her empty glass, just about able to make out her faint reflection in its surface. "I think I still need time to get over Ronnie."

"Sorry," Elena said sympathetically, before Sarah found Elena's hand on her own. She looked over, finding a soft smile and comforting eyes greeting her. "I'm sure it'll pass soon. You're just too awesome to stay single," Elena explained, smile growing.

It made Sarah smile too. "You're a good friend, Elena Gilbert."

"I know. So are you," Elena said before she let out a chuckle, leaning back in her seat as she pulled back her hand.

It just so happened then, as the two were finishing off their conversation, that Damon had finished blowing off Andie. The two looked over to see Damon walking away, drink in hand as Jenna rolled back her head, sighing as Andie turned to talk to her. "You all right there, Brother?" Sarah asked as he approached the her and Elena.

"Dandy," Damon spat out. "And for future reference, don't encourage Jenna to send her single friends my way."

"Why not?" Elena asked with a frown.

"Because then she won't have many friends left," Damon growled, before taking a swing of his drink. He was still hurting, and being hit on was only reminding him of Rose. Sarah should have seen that coming.

"Sorry," Sarah and Elena both said, realising their mistakes.

"It's fine," Damon said, to both their surprise, as he shook off any lingering thoughts. Then as he finished off his drink, Elena's phone started to ring. She answered it while Sarah kept an eye on her brother.

"Stefan, hey, what is it?" Elena said into the phone, before Sarah and Damon before began to eavesdrop, frowning at what Stefan was telling Elena. As the conversation between Elena and Stefan went on, it became clear they needed to move somewhere privet, so Sarah began to lead Elena towards the bathroom with Damon following. They checked they were alone, by which point the call had ended and Damon was once again annoyed for being kept out of the loop. Though considering his reaction, he really ought to know why he was being kept out.

"Why am I just finding out about this now?" Damon exclaimed, standing before Elena and Sarah with wide, irritated, blue eyes.

"Hey, I'm only find out about all this right now as well," Sarah pointed out, but Damon hardly cared. This was his time to be mad, and he was hardly going to share the spotlight with his little sister.

"Look, Stefan was just worried that you'd–" Elena started to explain before Damon cut in.

"That'll I'd what? That I'd kill him? Of course, it's what needs to happen," Damon growled.

"Oh, so we're back on the werewolf killing train again, because that's worked out so well in the past," Sarah pointed out sarcastically, something which Damon didn't not appreciate.

"I don't know who elected you the Werewolf Preserver, but you've filled your quota with the dog that's living in our house. Every other wolf in this town in fair game," Damon snapped towards his sister who rolled her eyes in response. She knew where he was coming from. A place of anger and hurt. He wanted vengeance, someone to take his grief out on for what had happened to him and Rose, and the werewolves were the ideal targets. But Sarah wasn't going to let him make the same mistake twice, at least not in a row.

"Are you listening to yourself, right now?" Sarah asked rhetorically. "This is exactly how it started last time, before Rose died."

"Yeah, only this time there's no full moon, so I'm the one that gets to do the biting," Damon snarled, blood hot with rage. Sarah could see it wasn't going to be easy calming Damon down now.

"Damon, please, too many people are dead," Elena begged. "Just help Stefan and Sarah save Caroline, then drop it. It's not worth starting a supernatural turf war over."

"You've used up your allotment of favours tonight by asking me not to kill that father of yours," Damon snapped, turning on the brunette.

"He's not my father," Elena growled in warning, surprising Damon for a split second before the door behind him burst open. He looked over, and Sarah and Elena looked past him to see John having entered the bathroom, door now swinging closed behind him.

"Do you mind?" Damon said with a glare to John before turning back to the two women.

"What's going on?" John demanded, as if thinking he was actually going to get an answer.

"Nothing," Elena snapped at him.

"It doesn't look like nothing," John said back.

"Well guess what John, trust works both ways. Get out," Damon snapped, glancing back at John once more before turning back and expecting him to leave. He didn't, but the three continued the conversation as if he had.

"Look, we don't have time for this. We need to get Caroline back," Elena pressed.

"She's right," agreed Sarah, backing up Elena's pressing look.

"Okay, fine, here's the plan. You and I," Damon said with mocking enthusiasm as he pointed to himself and Sarah. "Are gonna go and skin a bunch of mutts, while you," he pointed to Elena. "Stay here and try to go five minutes without doing something stupid that might end up getting you killed. Now come on," Damon said, grabbing his sister's arm and shoving her ahead of him as he left with both women protesting. As he shoved Sarah past John though, Damon stopped, looking to John as he said, "First dad duty; ground your daughter. Keep her here."

"Damon!" Elena shouted as he walked past John. She tried to follow but John held her back while Damon continued to shove his own sister out the bathroom.

"Have I told you yet today that you're an ass?" Sarah growled rhetorically, not liking being pushed around by her brother. It was reminding her far too much of when they were kids and they were out of sight of their parents.

"You usually do before breakfast so I'm going to say, yeah," Damon said as the door closed behind them, which was when Sarah finally shoved her brother off of her.

"You can't seriously leave Elena here with John," she exclaimed, pointing back to the bathroom.

"No, actually, I'm leaving her here with him, and the aunt who'd probably scream bloody murder if he tried to leave with her right now. Trust me, I've thought this all through," Damon explained, plastering on a smile that all but convinced Sarah he hadn't thought anything through. As usual.

"All right, so what are we going to do with the werewolves?" Sarah asked, refusing to move or let Damon past until she got an answer she liked.

"Simple, we're gonna kill them all," Damon said with a smile.

"No," Sarah replied, to which Damon's smile dropped.

"We're not running a damn dog sanctuary, Sis," Damon growled, stepping towards her.

"We're also not going to slaughter any werewolf we come across for the rest of our lives! This is not the way to handle this."

"I am done, with the hippy dippy werewolf peace talks!" Damon snapped angrily, temporarily letting his emotions get the better of him. "They killed Rose. So now I'm going to kill them," Damon explained, as if it were that simple.

"No, you're not," Sarah declared.

"Try and stop me," Damon challenged to which Sarah shoved him back into the wall.

"Don't make me, Damon. Please, don't," Sarah said, firmly, but with enough feeling to let him know that she would if he pushed her. "I've already lost one friend over all this. I'm not going to lose you or anyone else I care about. So we're going to do this my way. And I'm going to do the talking. If you don't like that, then I'll snap your neck, leave you with Elena and if you even try to start something I'll through your ass in that family crypt so fast you'll think you've lost your head."

She paused, catching her breath and letting herself calm down. "I know you're hurting, I know you're upset even though you won't admit it…and that's okay. But I'm not letting you endanger more of our friends and family, just because you want to do something stupid. I think we both did enough of that last night."

He stared into her eyes then, realising that while he'd been out doing bad things, so had she. "So if you're coming, you follow my lead. We talk, get Caroline back through the least violent way possible, and then part ways. The rest I'll deal with later. But you, you are done dealing with werewolf problem until I say so, got it?"

He hesitated before finally bowing his head in understanding. Once he did, Sarah nodded, backing up and releasing Damon. Now she could go back into the bathroom and grab Elena, but Damon was right, they'd be better on their own. So with nothing left to be said, the two walked out and drove to the meeting point which Stefan had told Elena about.

Scarlett had contemplated changing before they went into the forest, but Stefan had advised against it. The werewolves would already be on edge and if they saw Scarlett coming in wolf form, it no doubt make negotiations all the more harder. So the two went in on foot, with Stefan hold Tyler's arm the whole way.

As they'd been told, Jules was waiting in the clearing, a caravan behind her with the door open and another car parked by the front of the RV. She was looking right at them as they approached, having been listening and sniffing for them. Scarlett could smell her now, as well as several other werewolf like scents that were lingering around the area. But the wind was blowing towards Jules and was making it harder for Scarlett to determine whether the scents were fresh or not. In fact, because of that wind, Jules had probably smelt them coming before she heard them.

"Where's Caroline?" Stefan asked, stood in between Tyler and Scarlett, his hand still on Tyler's arm.

"Locked up tight," Jules answered, arms folded as she matched Stefan's gaze with an unblinking stare.

"Let her go, and we'll release Tyler," Stefan explained.

"We'll?" Jules said with a raised brow and a pointed look to Scarlett. "Don't tell me you've sided with the vamps?"

"They're my friends," Scarlett explained, holding her head up as she met Jules gaze. "And Caroline's Tyler's friend too you know."

"You can't be friends with a vampire. None of our kind can," Jules said firmly, eyes moving onto Stefan as a growl slipped into her voice.

"Well, there goes my negotiation strategy," came the voice from Sarah, as she and Damon sauntered onto the scene. Scarlett looked over along with everyone else, smiling a little when she saw the other Salvatores arrive. That said, she had to admit, maybe bringing Damon wasn't the best of ideas, but she trusted Sarah enough to believe in whatever she had planned. "Guess I'll have to come up with something else," Sarah continued with a smile and shrug, as she and Damon stopped at Tyler's other side, sandwiching him between the Salvatore family. "How about we start by talking to each other?" she suggested as non-threateningly as she could.

"Let go of Tyler first," Jules replied sternly, apparently not taking into account the superior numbers she was now facing. Although Scarlett was pretty sure she knew the reason why, as the wind changed direction.

"We'll let go of Tyler, as soon as you agree to talk," Sarah said calmly.

"I'm not talking to a bunch of vampires," Jules spat out.

"Why not?" Sarah asked calmly, trying to figure out how best to approach this discussion.

"None of us are looking for a fight," Stefan added in an equally calm tone, trying to defuse whatever was about to happen.

"Maybe, but I am," snarled Jules.

"Okay, I agreed to let my sister do the talking, but I really feel I ought to point out, that if you came here looking for a fight, you probably should have brought some back up," Damon said, smugness increasing with each word while ignoring the glare Sarah was sending him.

And that was when the scents in the air became a lot clearer to Scarlett, and she realised just how close they all were. "Eh, guys…" she started to warn them, before Jules cut her off.

"I did," Jules said with a smirk, before whistling. She then resumed her folded arm stance as her fellow werewolves proceeded to step out of the shadows, surrounding the Salvatores. Looking around, Scarlett could see they were all armed with stakes, crossbows and a few even had what she guessed were portable flamethrowers. All you needed to kill a vampire, or three.

It was hard for her to tell how many there were without looking like she was counting. She tried to add up the scents but they kept moving and changing, making it impossible to keep track since she didn't know them all that well. That, and the wolf inside was no longer tracking its prey. It had now found itself in a trap, backed into a corner, and was readying itself for a fight.

"I tried to warn you," Scarlett muttered beneath her breath.

"Shut it, Scrappy," Damon bit back, only to receive another glare from Sarah as he rolled his eyes. To no ones surprise, Damon was not very good at keeping his mouth shut, even when he promised to. In fact, this probably was him trying to keep him mouth shut.

"Now, last chance," Jules growled. "Give us Tyler."

"Have you ever considered asking Tyler if he wants to go with you?" Sarah suggested, a tad more aggressively than Scarlett presumed she'd meant to be. "Maybe he's happy here, maybe he doesn't share your hatred of vampires, maybe he's will to talk to us and agree to a mutual understanding?" Jules' look said she very much doubted that. So Sarah ignored her and turned to Tyler, who looked like a deer in headlights. "So, come on, Tyler. Choose, us or them. Your friends, or the werewolves you hardly know. It's your choice."

Tyler just continued to stare, mouth opening and closing but unable to form an answer. His heart was pounding, Scarlett could see that. He didn't want to pick a side, or maybe he though he already had, and that if he made the wrong decision now he'd be stuck with no one. That wasn't true, but Scarlett and Stefan had tried to explain that to him and he just wouldn't listen.

After another minute of Tyler struggling to answer Sarah's question, she let out a tried and frustrated groan. "Oh for God's sake, just go over there," Sarah grumbled, yanking Tyler from Stefan before shoving him over towards Jules. He found his footing, and made it the rest of the way before turning around when he got past Jules. "There, now will you give us Caroline?" Sarah asked.

"Send Scarlett over too," Jules then said to Scarlett's surprise.

"She's got nothing to do with this," Sarah shot out defensively.

"She's a werewolf, so yes, she does have something to do with this and she belongs with us," Jules stated plainly.

"Like hell she does," Sarah snapped angrily, the protective nature in her flaring.

"Now who's upset," Damon mumbled, earning the deadliest glare yet from Sarah. So bad that Scarlett genuinely thought Sarah would snap his neck here and now just to shut him up.

"What happened to, 'it's your choice?'" Jules asked, a smug smile playing at her lips as Sarah turned back to glare at her.

"I'm staying with my friends," Scarlett declared firmly, stepping closer to the Salvatores as they huddled up.

"You can't be friends with vampires," a skinheaded werewolf near Jules said, easily the tallest and most built up of all the werewolves around them.

"Yeah, I already heard that line, thanks," Scarlett said snidely, with a narrow eyed look to the werewolf in question as he glared back angrily at her. Scary thing was, his face didn't even flinch, the increase in anger came solely through his eyes.

"It's the truth," the werewolf stated firmly, an angry growl to his voice. "They're parasites, using you for their own gain."

"They're the closest thing I've currently got to a family," Scarlett snapped back, her eye's transforming into golden spheres across a black canvases. "So if you come at them, you come at me, 'cause I'm staying right here," Scarlett declared with a growl as she firmly planted her feet into the dirt next to Stefan, while all the Salvatores stared at her. The brothers taken aback, and even Sarah a little.

"Then your a traitor, and you'll die with them," the werewolf stated simply, eyes once again showing the increase in rage. With that said, it seemed to be the final straw, as some of the werewolves around them began to move closer, flexing their hands and tightening their grips on their weapons. The Salvatores responded by moving around a little, readying themselves for an attack from any side.

"Before we get started," the near bald headed werewolf spoke again. "Which one of you killed Mason?"

"Nobody answer that," Sarah said to the group, and Scarlett thought she might just kick Damon then, in order to stop him from answering. But then that would have identified him as the one that killed Mason, so it was luckily that for once Damon listened and kept quiet.

"It doesn't matter," the werewolf declared, twirling his stake confidently. "We'll just kill you all anyway," he said, as the werewolves began to close in for the kill.

"We can take them," Damon said confidently, the most relaxed out of the four, while Stefan was on alert and Sarah and Scarlett had adopted subtle fighting stances.

"I don't know about that," Stefan said not so confidently as he looked around at the amount of werewolves they were facing.

"For the last time, we don't want to fight," Sarah said, slowly looking around as if to perpetuate her state meant to all the werewolves, not just their leader.

"We just want Caroline," Stefan added, eyes flicking quickly from wolf to wolf.

"And we just want Tyler and Scarlett," Jules responded, cool as a cucumber while her Pack continued to advance towards the vampires.

"She doesn't want to go with you," Sarah snarled, eyes locking with Julies, who still didn't flinch.

"Which means you'll have to kidnap me," Scarlett said, eyes flashing as she turned to growl at some werewolves who were getting too close for her own comfort. The wolf inside her wasn't too happy about it either. They stopped advancing, but didn't step back. Waiting for another window to close in or pounce.

"Don't think that's too much of a concern for them," Damon pointed out, making light of the situation. "After all, they did already kidnap Blondie."

"Please, just back of, and let's talk–" Sarah tried to reason.

"We're done talking," the strongest werewolf cut in again, conviction in his eyes. The same as every other wolf around them.

"Good, so am I," Damon declared before he ran at Jules. Sarah went to call out his name but by then there was little point. Jules had leapt back, grabbing onto the side of the caravan before flipping off it and landing behind Damon, separating him from the others.

From of to the side, Scarlett caught sight of a flame, her eyes drawn to it like a moth. Hearing growls from all around, she knew this was it, the Pack was about to pounce. But even if they were supernatural, they weren't faster than Scarlett and the vampires. As demonstrated by Stefan who quickly got behind the flamethrower wielder, taking control of him and the flames as he grabbed the man from behind. When the others tried to get close to help him, Stefan turned the flames on them, quickly making them back up for fear of getting burned.

However, Scarlett and Sarah didn't have the protection of the flames, and while three werewolves waited for their window to attack Stefan, another four began to close in around them. "Any idea how many there are?" Sarah asked as she and Scarlett went back to back.

"A lot," Scarlett offers, glancing back before focusing on the two werewolves ahead of her. She could feel Sarah rolling her eyes from behind, but now wasn't the time to start bickering amongst themselves, which was probably why Sarah wasn't complaining aloud.

Then suddenly the werewolves were attacking them, one swiping towards Scarlett's feet while the other threw a stake towards her – despite the fact she wasn't a vampire. Her enhanced reflexes allowed her to catch it though, and her advanced supernatural speed allowed her to move faster than the attacking wolf – so when he went to claw at her leg, she swung down with the stake, piercing his hand and trapping it against the ground.

Unleashing a growl, Scarlett then used the bent over werewolf as a stepping block, leaping off of him as she jump kicked the second wolf. He fell back, and as Scarlett went down, she swung with the force of gravity at her back and knocked the down wolf out.

Behind, she heard Sarah fighting off her own two problems, with fast and precise hand to hand combat moves. Scarlett turned to see if she needed help, and it was a good thing she did, because the wolf she'd stabbed through the hand was back up, stake in hand and ready to stab Sarah in the back. But Scarlett wouldn't let that happen, as she pounced forward, landing behind the unsuspecting werewolf and kicked his feet out from under him. He collapsed, and then Sarah called out Scarlett's name before throwing one of her attackers over her shoulder and towards her ward. Because of the heads up though, Scarlett was ready, and before the werewolf had a chance to recover, Scarlett grabbed both his, and the other werewolf's head, before smashing them together.

The distinct sound of a crossbow firing suddenly caught Scarlett's attention, and she turned to find a stake heading right for her head. But then it stopped midair, as Stefan appeared in front of her, hand outstretched as he caught the wood in mid flight. He then threw it up, catching it again so that the pointy end was now facing the other way and then threw it back at the werewolf who'd fired it, catching him in the thigh as he went down.

When Stefan looked back at her, Scarlett nodded in thanks. He nodded in understanding before then side stepping a werewolf who came at him with another stake. He took another swing, only this time he over stretched and Stefan tripped him up, before then shoving him towards Scarlett. The teenager then ran at him on all fours, before leaping up above him and shoving him down towards the ground, face first as she spring boarded off of him.

It wasn't the most graceful of lands as she stumbled, but Sarah appeared to steady her. "Thanks," Scarlett said as she found her footing.

"Looks like that move could still use some work," Sarah said with a grin, to which Scarlett nodded in agreement, before catching something against the moonlight, as it sailed through the air towards them. Acting quickly, Scarlett stepped around Sarah, catching the vervain grenade, only to throw it back at the two werewolves where it exploded. It wasn't big enough to do any major damage, unless you were a vampire, so they would heal, but for now they were out cold.

Then one of the bigger werewolves charged towards them both. As if it were instinctive, Sarah pushed Scarlett behind her, ready to protect her from the danger, but Scarlett didn't need protecting. So once the werewolf was close enough, she grabbed Sarah's shoulders and hoisted herself up into the air, throwing herself over and slashing at the bigger werewolf's face with her claws. The attack caught him off guard, leaving no room to defend, only stumble back as he clung to his scratched and bleeding face.

Then as Scarlett landed, Sarah ran in and landed a series of punches into the bigger werewolf's chest, until he swung at her blindly with one arm. Sarah sped backwards to avoid it, but even then still had to lean back to dodge the attack. She then ran at him again, grabbing his arm while Scarlett grabbed the other, yanking it from his face as she used her claws to dig in and get a good grip. Holding an arm each, the two women forced the bigger werewolf back against a tree trunk before both uppercutting him in unison and knocking him clean out as blood continued to spit out of his face.

The two shared a moment of united triumph, before a groan caught there attention and they turned to see Stefan going down, another werewolf having stabbed him in the back with a wooden stake. It hadn't touched his heart, so it wasn't fatal, but with two other werewolves closing in around him, the next one would be. Neither Sarah, nor Scarlett, hesitated in running over in a blur to save Stefan.

As she ran, Scarlett jumped on the werewolf before her, digging her claws into his back as she forced him down. Sarah wasn't as kind to the werewolf that separated her from her brother, punching right through the woman's chest, before yanking out her heart. She then saw the werewolf that had stabbed Stefan, about to stab him again, and rushed him, catching his stake wielding arm in mid swing. She then tightened her grip, crushing his arm until he dropped the stake. Then she squeezed some more and broke his arm as he yelled in pain.

That was the last thing Scarlett saw before she was tackled off the wolf she'd pinned. She felt a wooden stake pierce her side and she bite down on her lip to keep herself from screaming, however she must have had to bite pretty hard, as she felt blood fill her mouth. Though that was nothing compared to the pain in her side, which then proceeded to double when the one who tackled her yanked out the stake. He went to stab her again, this time in the heart, but Scarlett caught the stake in her hand, stopping it above her chest. She growled lowly at the werewolf above her, her eyes glowing before she swung with her other fist, knocking the werewolf off her.

Already her side had healed and within a second she was on top of the werewolf who had attacked her, stabbing him with the same stake he'd stabbed her with. Only she stabbed him in the shoulder, instead of the side. Then while he was hollering in pain, Scarlett knocked him out.

She only had a split second to catch her breath though, as the next second gun shots were going off all around her. Instinct and fear for her life made her duck, hands going to shield her head from any passing bullets. She counted maybe five or six shots before the gun fire stopped and the fighting suddenly seemed to slow down. She unwrapped her hands from her head, lifting it up to see what had happened. She saw Stefan, as he was, on the ground struggling to move from the stake he'd taken to his back. It seemed to have done more damage than Scarlett initially thought. Sarah was now on the ground too, breathing heavily as Jules marched towards her, gun in one hand and stake in the other.

It then clicked in Scarlett's head, that they must have been firing wooden bullets. However, Sarah hadn't been the only one hit, as Scarlett could also see a downed Damon by the caravan, where the skinheaded werewolf was getting ready to finish him off. Caroline had somehow escaped, but two werewolves had her shoved up against the side of the caravan, a third ready to run her through with a stake. And all while Tyler stood watching from the door to the RV.

Scarlett was now the only one left standing, despite the fact she was kneeling. All the vampires had either been injured by wooden bullet, stake, or pinned down, leaving Scarlett the only one who could fight. But how could she take on a Pack of werewolves by herself? True she was stronger than them individually, but they had the numbers, and they knew so much more about all of this than she did. Her necklace might give her the powers they didn't have, but they had everything else, including her friends.

She watched Jules, straddle Sarah, stake raised while her guardian struggled to move because of the wooden bullet that had momentarily paralysed her. She was going to die, she was defenceless against Jules, who had a straight shot at the vampire's heart. Scarlett had to act, but there was only so much she could do in the time before Jules killed one of the few people who'd ever given a crap about her. Before she knew what she was doing, she was on her feet, the wolf inside howling at her, until Scarlett roared out, "STOP!"

The whole forest went still. Everyone now looking towards Scarlett. For her friends, it was nothing they hadn't seen before, except for Caroline, but even she'd known Scarlett was capable of this. However, seeing it, and being told about it, were two different things.

As for the werewolves and Tyler, they were all staring at her, frozen in whatever they were doing as they stared on in awe. Before them all, Scarlett had shifted – now half girl, half wolf – and was something more monstrous than anything they'd ever seen before. They all had the ability to turn into wolves, but none had been aware this was an option, the ability to shift into something between the two extremes. Something both human, and wolf. Something like what Scarlett was now.

"Oh, my God," Jules breathed out, still trying to work out just what Scarlett was as she stared at her. She was obviously a werewolf, her scent said so. But this…this thing she was doing right now, it was like nothing Jules or anyone in her Pack had ever heard of. She was literally doing the impossible right now, shifting into a state that consisted of both halves of who they were.

For a second, Scarlett thought she might just have ended the fighting – through seer shock factor alone. But then she saw the werewolf over Damon, lifting his stake once more. "NO!" Scarlett screamed out, though it sounded like more of a roar, though not as strong as her last one. The werewolf ignored her, as all eyes moved to him, and the two other Salvatores began to shout also.

But then suddenly the stake dropped form the werewolf's hand, both of which then grabbed his head as he began to groan in pain. Face screwing up like the other werewolves around him. Then Scarlett saw that it was happening to them all. Every werewolf was groaning in pain, holding their head and falling to the ground. Some began to pass out instantly, others took a bit longer, but the result was the same. Until finally the only ones still awake were Scarlett, Sarah, Stefan, Damon, Caroline and Tyler. Everyone else was collapsed in a heap around them, out cold.

"What just happened?" Caroline asked quietly as she stepped towards her friends. Leaving Tyler alone in the trailer doorway as he took in the sight of the downed pack all around him. Scarlett tried to think of an answer. Had it been something she did? But if so why hadn't it effected everyone else, and if it was only werewolves, then surely Tyler would have been hit by whatever it was too? And if it wasn't her and it was something else, how did they know which wolves to attack and which not too?

It was as she moved over to Sarah and Stefan, that she saw part of her answer. There was a man making his way down the dirt road towards them. His hand extended at his sides, head lowered, eyes closed, and he appeared to be chanting as he walked on to the scene. He seemed to stop however, as Scarlett helped Sarah up. She was still in pain because of the wooden bullets inside of her, but now that she was on her feet, she was able to move again, though she couldn't hide the grimace that came with every little movement.

She too was confused by what was going on, staring at the stranger who'd arrived and apparently saved them all. The man was an adult, but by the way he looked around at them all, he seemed a lot older than his face might suggest. After looking at everyone who was still awake individually, he looked towards Sarah, Stefan and Scarlett, who had grouped up as they walked towards the stranger. Caroline having moved to Damon's side, as he was the closest to her. "Elijah and Amelia made a promise to Elena. I'm here to see it's upheld. You need to go," the man explained.

"You're one of the witches that works for them?" Sarah said, reminding Scarlett of just what Elena's deal with the Originals was. As she'd been told, the deal was that the Originals would protect Elena and all of her friends and family, provided she helped them deal with Klaus. And if this was anything to go on, they took that promise very seriously, consider none of Elena's friends had been hurt by this guy when he took out a good dozen people.

"I work with them, not for them," the witch corrected, staring solely at Sarah now. No one spoke after that. They did move however, once Sarah began to gently move Scarlett. She didn't argue, and let Sarah lead her over towards Damon and Caroline, with Stefan behind them. Once they were all together, the witch said to them all, "Get out of here. Now."

Scarlett had full expected an argument to break out, especially from the ever opinionated Damon. But to her surprise, he merely nodded along as he lead the group away from the caravan site. The rest followed after him, Sarah staying close to Scarlett, partly for comfort and partly for support as her arm hung around Scarlett's shoulders. Caroline remained with Stefan, comforted by his hand on the small of her back. She'd looked terrified when Scarlett first saw her emerge from the trailer, but she seemed better now that she was surrounded by her friends and the fighting was over.

None of them seemed terribly concerned about Tyler. None of them looked back to see if he was even following them either. Metaphorically he was in the process of making his bed, sort of speak, though he still had time to switch sides. For now, that was his problem, and his alone. The rest of them were tired, and ready to call it a night. If he could get through the night without making any stupid decisions, they'd talk to him again tomorrow. Until then, he was on his own, because they had temporarily given up on him. For now, they were only interested in looking after those, who they knew, were on their side.

When they got to the cars, the group split in two. Stefan taking Caroline home in his Porsche, while Scarlett rode in the back with Damon and Sarah as they returned to the Salvatore boarding house. Once home, Damon proceeded to march himself down to the cellar, presumably to get a blood bag. He was pissed off, Sarah could tell. Whether it was because he got his assed saved or because he didn't get to kill as many werewolves as he wanted, she wasn't sure. But he was most definitely mad.

She decided to leave him alone though, figuring he'd burn himself out by morning, when he'd be thinking a bit more rationally. Until then she and Stefan could take turns in making sure he didn't do anything crazy like returning to fight the werewolves on his own. For now, he was occupied with filling his stomach and healing up after the fight. He'd be gearing up for round two, but it'd be a good hour or so before he was back in top shape, even if he was drinking blood by the gallon. And while he was doing that, Sarah and Scarlett made themselves comfy in the living room, grabbing one of the large couches to share after deciding their bedrooms where to far away to be worth visiting.

"Here," Sarah said, holding out a glass to Scarlett as she stood in front of her. The teenager looked up, skeptical at first before taking the glass and staring down at it. "It's bourbon, not poison," Sarah explained with a chuckle to herself as she sat down next to Scarlett. "You seem like you could use it."

"I thought you were my guardian, doesn't that mean you're supposed to stop me from doing things like underage drinking?" Scarlett pointed out with a teasing look towards the vampire beside her.

"After tonight, I'm willing to make an exception," Sarah declared before taking a drink from her own glass. "That said, I'm honestly shocked you haven't turned to drinking yet, considering that amount of the stuff we have around here."

Scarlett made a face that suggested she too was surprised by this. However, then she drank from her glass, and her face contorted in disgust. "You sure about this not being poison?" Scarlett croaked out, staring at her glass while she let the burning liquid uncomfortably slide down her throat.

Sarah smiled at her ward's disgusted face, offering up an explanation, "It's an acquired taste." Scarlett snorted, choosing to disagree with the century old vampire on this. At that Sarah let out another chuckle, before then looking down into her glass, as she swirled the brownish liquid around for a moment. The silence stretched out until she spoke again, more serious now. "Are you happy?"

"What?" Scarlett asked, frowning as if she didn't understand what Sarah was asking.

"Are you happy?" Sarah repeated, turning to look at the blue eyed wolf. "Here, with me, Stefan and Damon?" she clarified, watching as Scarlett looked off into the distance for a moment to ponder the question.

"It's not always easy, I guess," admitted Scarlett as she turned back to Sarah, gazed lowered however as her glass rested on her lap, one leg folded in as it sat on the couch with her while the other dangled off the side. "You guys are vampires after all. That seems to bring a certain amount of death, blood and chaos with it. Plus Damon's just really annoying." At her light hearted joke, Sarah laughed a little, and Scarlett joined in before continuing.

"Thing is, I own you a guys a lot. You especially but your brothers as well. The way things were, I probably would have become a werewolf, even if you hadn't compelled me to kill my uncle. I was close to doing it, even before I met you. I honestly think you just accelerated the process of it all," Scarlett explained before she began to brighten, gloom look turning into a soft opening smile.

"But that's not all you did. You and your family let me stay here. You gave me a chance at something better. You protected me and kept my secret and helped me as best you could, you still are. And now, I have friends. I have Jeremy. I've even got a family, I guess…" Scarlett trailed off as her head lowered again, exposed blue eyes hiding behind her brunette hair that had dropped down like a shield.

Then she felt Sarah's hand on hers, and bravely looked up to find the vampire's kind green eyes there to meet her. "You do have a family. Your last name might not be Salvatore, but we're your family. No matter what anyone, including my brothers says." Scarlett smiled gratefully, which in turn made Sarah's own smile grown. "And I promise, I'll always be here for you…even if you want to go and join the rest of the werewolves." The vampire's smile dipped a little at the spoken idea, but she clearly meant what she was saying.

Even so, Scarlett snorted, rolling her eyes. "They're dicks," Scarlett stated plainly, making Sarah laugh once more before her ward took another sip of bourbon. Only this time when she swallowed it, her grimace was restrained, more in control now that she knew what to expect. After swallowing, she looked back down at her glass once more, tilting it from side to side as she said, "I think this stuff's actually starting to grow on me. Kinda like Damon." Another round of laughs before their phones started vibrating.

As their laughter died down, they looked at the phones, finding it was a message from Stefan. He had a request for them, followed by a list of instructions. After reading through it, Sarah looked to Scarlett with a rise brow. "You wanna do it?"

Scarlett met Sarah's gaze with her mirthful blue eyes, smiling as she said, "Hell, yeah."

So, as per Stefan's instructions, they gathered up what things they'd need for the night and then texted him to come and get them. He pulled up while they were waiting outside before the pair piled into the red sports car. From there Stefan drove them into town, where they found a store that was in the process of closing. The owner was resistant to give them what they were after, until Stefan compelled him to be okay with it. He was fair though, handing over the money for what they took, plus a little extra because he was the nice one.

After that, Stefan sent another text of to party number two before driving them to their destination. Another car was already there when they arrived, and as they got out their car, so did those in the other car. Silently they greeted one another, before watching from a suitable distance as Stefan approached the front door of the house they'd parked outside.

He politely knocked, and then Caroline answered the door, dressed in a bathrobe. "What's going on?" Caroline asked with a frown after the two exchanged a quick greeting.

"I was a bit worried about you, after everything you went through tonight," Stefan explained with a soft and understanding smile.

"I'm fine," Caroline sighed, as if she already had this conversation with him. But Sarah could tell just like her brother, it was a mask she was putting on. She was in fact hurting, she was in fact scared, she just didn't want to be either of those things, especially not in front of her friends.

"Good," Stefan said with an accepting nod, until he started to grin. "But, just in case, I brought some back up." He nodded over his shoulder before stepping aside, as Sarah and the other stepped up onto Caroline's porch.

Elena was at the front, with Bonnie behind her and Scarlett and Sarah after that. "We're gonna slumber it," Elena said softly as she walked into the house, the others filing in after her as Caroline stepped back, moved to tears by her friends actions. The simple act of being there was all she'd needed to break, showing that they cared.

"We haven't done it in ages," Bonnie added with a smile of her own.

"We figured we'd come to," Sarah said, gesturing between herself and Scarlett who were stood at the threshold to the house. They were both able to cross it, but Sarah just wanted to be sure that Caroline wanted them there before she stepped in. Sometimes in states like this, people only wanted their most inner circle of friends with them, and Sarah wasn't quite sure if she and Scarlett were in that group for Caroline. "But we can leave if you prefer."

Before Caroline had a chance to say anything, Scarlett cut in with a firm, "Speak for yourself. I've never had a slumber party before."

"You haven't!" Caroline screeched out, before dragging Scarlett inside and pulling her into a hug. "You poor thing!" Caroline exclaimed, as the tears burst out. Everyone was aware that they weren't for the fact that Scarlett had never had a slumber party, but they were happy to pretend they were if that was what Caroline wanted.

For now, they all just gathered around her, joining in the hug. "And what are you doing out there, Sarah Salvatore? Get in here, now," Caroline said through a haze of tears and blubbering lip. Sarah didn't need to be grabbed like Scarlett though, and stepped in to join in the hug as per Caroline's request. Tonight was going to be about them being there for one another, because they all maybe needed a reminder of that, but none more than Caroline.

"We have so much to do!" Caroline declared as the hug broke, wiping off her tears as she focused on her control freak nature. "We have to set up my bedroom, we have to pick what movies were going to watch, what games we're going to play – obviously we'll do all the traditional stuff for Scarlett. Truth or dare, makeovers–"

"What about food?" Scarlett cut in, to which Caroline gave her a wide eyed glare – which seemed even more magnified than usual, thanks to the tears still lining her eyes.

"After the mess you left my room in last time I gave you food, you'll be lucky if I give you water," Caroline scolded.

"Good thing, I know where the fridge is," Scarlett sang out, as she ducked beneath Caroline's arms and made a dash for the kitchen.

"Wait! Scarlett, don't you dare!" Caroline shouted, tears already forgotten as she chased after Scarlett while the other three girls and Stefan laughed.

"Come on, let's get set up in Caroline's room," Bonnie said, rolling her shoulder as if to say 'follow me' as she made her way into the bedroom. Sarah began to follow, before noticing Elena wasn't. She looked back, and saw that the young doppelgänger was sharing a moment with her brother. Sarah left them alone, going after Bonnie to help set up until Elena then joined them.

Stefan's car then roared, before he drove off back towards the boarding house, and the five girls were left alone for the rest of the night. Staying up into the small hours as the ate, talked, drank and played games. All of which provided the perfect distraction for them all, as they got the first chance in a while, to just be a bunch of normal human friends. Something they'd all almost forgotten how to be as of late.