Chapter Thirteen:

(Elena's POV)

Damon took me home; I shoved the door open and marched upstairs to Jordan's room. Maybe she was home already? Opening her bedroom door, her bed still empty.

"Where is she?" I turned to see Jeremy standing in the hallway.

"Jer…"

"WHERE IS SHE ELENA?" He screamed at me. I flinched. Jeremy rarely lost his temper. I walked up and wrapped him in a hug.

"We will find her. I promise."

He pushed me away, anger on his face.

"You should have woken me up." He walked into his room, grabbing a hoodie before walking past me.

"Jeremy."

He didn't stop, I watched Damon go to grab him.

"Don't." I warned.

Damon let Jeremy walk past. I sighed and looked at Damon.

"He needs to feel distracted."

Damon nodded and I narrowed my eyes and pointed a finger his way.

"And you need to stop getting involved. I already told you."

"Elena…" I cut him off.

"No, Damon! They are my family and I can handle them."

"Ok." Damon responded with. He started to walk back to the stairs.

"I mean it Damon!" I shouted at his back.

"I know…I was going to make coffee…..it's going to be a loooong day."

I nodded before walking into my room and sitting on my bed.

Hours later, I had Caroline and Bonnie in the living room with me. Damon had gone out in search of Jeremy.

"How is Jeremy handling this?" Bonnie asked.

"How do you think?"

"That bad?" Caroline winced at seeing my face. She shot to her feet and started pacing, Bonnie was on the floor, doing a locator spell.

"I should have come over last night. I'm so sorry."

"It's ok Care, you're here now and that's all that matters."

"Do you think Klaus…" she trailed off.

I shook my head.

"We were over there last night. She wasn't there. Kol and Rebekah are out searching for her too."

"Kol?" Caroline asked. I shrugged.

"He broke her hand, didn't he?" Bonnie asked.

"Yeah and then came and apologized the next day."

We stayed silent for a minute before Caroline made a frustrated sound.

"I am going to personally rip the limbs off whoever has taken her."

"I think you need to get in line." I laughed. I think Jeremy was going to be at whoever first, followed strongly by myself next. With the serial killer at large, my eyes widened, and I felt hands on my arms rubbing gently.

"It's ok Elena. We will find her." Caroline soothed. I looked into her warm blue eyes and then nodded.

The door opened and I was on my feet, a hopefully expression on my face until Ric looked at me.

"Still no luck?" he asked.

I dropped my face down and shook my head. I felt him come over and hug me to him.

"We will find her." He promised. I nodded against him and sighed.

"Where were you last night?" I asked.

"My old apartment. I was doing some research and must have fallen asleep." He sounded a little confused and I nodded. At least I know he was safe. I grabbed my phone and tried to call Jeremy he answered on second ring.

"Is she home?" he asked.

"No..but…" the line went dead. I sighed. I looked at Ric and he offered me a smile.

"They get crazy when you go missing too." he laughed.

I smiled a little. Yes, Jordan and Jeremy were just as bad if I went missing. I looked at Bonnie who looked happy.

"The spell is working…..it's working!" she cheered.

I rushed over to her, watching at the map burn, leaving Mystic Falls untouched.

"Bonnie, that's just saying she is in Mystic Falls." Caroline complained. I went to say something, and Bonnie was smiling.

"Yes, it does. It means the person still has her here and we have a better chance of finding her."

Night was falling and still nothing. Klaus had now joined in the search party as had Matt and Sheriff Forbes.

"I am sorry Elena. You should have told me sooner. I could have gotten the guys at the station involved."

"I thought maybe she would have been found by now."

"I guess between you, Jeremy, Alaric, the Salvatore's, Bonnie, my daughter and even the original family, she had a better chance of being found." Liz mused.

"I hope she is ok." I fidgeted with my hands.

"We will find her." Liz promised.

I was starting to get worried about all these promises. I don't know what would happen if we didn't find her.

(Jordan's POV)

I felt exhausted and sore. I had tried to loosen my ropes all day but failed. I made a frustrated sound, feeling anger beating at me. Elena would be sick with worry by now and probably had half the town out searching for me. Jeremy would be out of his mind. He wouldn't be leaving my side for weeks now. I heard a noise, my head shooting to the door in hopes I had been found. I even hoped Klaus would walk through that door, on second thoughts, maybe not Klaus. Anyone but Klaus. Alaric walked through. and Maybe Alaric. I groaned when he smirked at me. I had already discovered that this wasn't Alaric. He never responded when I called him Alaric.

"What do you want from me?" I asked.

"I told you already. I will cleanse this town of the filth."

I had worked out he meant vampires when he said filth.

"But I am not a vampire." I argued.

"You sympathise with them. Makes you as disgusting as they are."

I rolled my eyes, clearly this whack job was on some personal mission from hell. Then a thought occurred to me when I turned to look at him. Was this Ester's grand plan? I mean her husband; the original vampire hunter was dead. Did she shove him inside another body?

"Can I please be let up to go to the bathroom?" I asked.

I had only woken up an hour ago after he had drugged me. He walked over, a knife in hand as he tapped my cheek with it. I gasped, trying to pull away from the blade. He cut the ropes, dragging me to the bathroom.

Once I shut the door, I looked around and scowled, there was no window. I was stuck. I heard a chuckle on the other side of the door. I narrowed my eyes.

"No window."

Rolling my eyes, I used the bathroom, also searching for anything I could use that would help me. I came up empty and sighed before unlocking the door and opening the door. Fake Alaric grabbed my arm and I cried out with the bruising I could feel. He dragged me back to the chair and forcing me to sit down. He didn't bother with the ropes just yet. He smirked at me, his eyes flickering to the door. I flicked my eyes to the door and back and bolted. I felt him slam me against the door, my head spinning.

I narrowed my eyes through the blurry wave in my head. I groaned.

He picked me up, dragging me on my feet and back to the chair. I tried to shake my head, but it made the blurriness worse.

"Please…" I begged and winced as I could feel blood running down the side on my face.

I reached out and grabbed his arm. This fire and need burning inside me. suddenly I felt the fire being smothered inside my body.

"What are you doing?" Fake Alaric asked.

I shook my head; the blurriness and pain were no longer clogging it.

I looked to see a red glow under my hand. Fake Alaric cried out in pain before I snatched my hand away and watched him fall to his knees in front of me.

Suddenly he was lying on the ground, the pain in my head vanished and I felt a million times better. I stretched out my broken hand and found that it had been healed completely. I starred in fascination for a few minuets before remembering that I had been taken by Fake Alaric against my will and bolted to the door.