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It had been twenty two hours since Damon had shot the vampire posing to be the pizza guy. Since then, Damon and Elena had quite literally pulled the kids from their beds and drove off into the middle of the night after packing only the most minimal of items. Damon had contacted Marcel who would have one of his guys come torch the house and garage after they'd gone. Fortunately for Damon, his old blue Camaro still resided in Mystic Falls, ensuring its survival. For now he was driving a slightly more child friendly BMW X5.
Damon and Elena had decided to not drive directly to Mystic Falls just in case they were followed, which was why it was taking so long. Damon and Marcel had planned this between only them. Not even Elena nor Rebekah were allowed to know the route. They changed cars at the side of the road just outside Pittsburgh, Washington and Richmond, hoping to evade any CCTV footage. Their final stop before Mystic Falls was Duke University to visit Elena's birth mother's old office.
The current Head of Anthropology, Vanessa Monroe was leaving her post, and when she came to clear out her stuff, she'd discovered a package of Isobel's addressed to Elena, hidden away in a secret cupboard. It must have lain there for almost twenty years as Isobel turned into a vampire in 2007. Vanessa had contacted Ric who had told her he'd ask Elena to pick it up in the next couple of weeks. As they approached Durham, they stopped off at a car rental for Elena to drive to Duke alone. In the meantime, Damon would feed the kids who were excited to be on and adventure, however at the same time were completely exhausted. Fortunately, Mystic Falls was less than a three hour drive from Duke, four with kids, so once Elena was done with Vanessa, they would head straight to Mystic Falls, and hopefully to get some rest.
As Elena pulled up outside of the Anthropology department at Duke, memories came flooding back to a time when she was still with Stefan. She Damon and Ric had gone to search through Isobel's stuff to find out about werewolves. It had been the start of their Mikaelson problems, and even now, returning to Mystic Falls was possibly as a result of helping another Mikaelson. The first time to discover the sun and moon curse, triggering Klaus's werewolf side, but now Elena knew they were genuinely doing right by someone. Rebekah had never wanted to be a vampire, and for this, Elena had discovered a mutual understanding with the Original sister in her quest to become human again.
Elena knocked on the door to Vanessa's office as the former grad student opened it to greet her. Age had been kind to Vanessa, who must have been in her early forties. A few lines around the eyes, which no longer held the wonderment of youth. Her hair was shorter and still the same color, although Elena suspected it was no longer fully natural as she could see the occasional gray hair. Vanessa smiled warmly as Elena entered her office.
"Thank you for stopping by." Vanessa smiled. "It's a long way to come from New York." she said. "I could have posted it."
"It's fine, I'm not living in New York anymore." Elena replied, choosing not to elaborate further.
Vanessa didn't question Elena's evasiveness, knowing sometimes in the world of the supernatural, the less a person knew, the safer they would be. "Is it true both Salvatore brothers died?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Yes." Elena lied pretending to look sad. "I wasn't there when it happened, but they both died in the gas explosion." she said.
"Pity." Vanessa shrugged. "He had a temper, but Damon Salvatore was really hot. But weren't you dating his brother?" she frowned.
"Something like that." Elena nodded with a grimace at Vanessa's comment about Damon. Elena hated being reminded of other women finding her husband insanely attractive, which seemed to have only gotten worse with age. "So, what was it you found for me?" she asked trying to change the subject.
"Oh right." Vanessa laughed as she went to her desk and pulled out a package which looked like it was a large book. "I don't know what's in this package, but clearly she left it for you. There was a hidden cupboard behind one of the wooden panels, in the closet and she hid it in there. When she left it, I don't know. Maybe she thought she'd get it back for you when the time came or by not giving it to you she was protecting you. Who knows?" Vanessa laughed as she handed the package to Elena.
"Thank you Vanessa." Elena smiled as she took the package and held it in her arms, making no move to open it, although she could see Vanessa was itching to find out what was inside almost as much as Elena was herself. However Elena was not going to offer the Professor the satisfaction of finding out what Isobel had left her. "I probably should open it alone." she nodded. "If Isobel was trying to protect me, then it might be better the less people know about this package and its contents."
"Yeah, you're probably right." Vanessa sighed before opening a drawer and pulling out a card. "But if there's anything in there you want help with, then don't hesitate to give me a call." she told her, pressing the card into Elena's hand.
"I will, I promise." Elena lied, knowing there wasn't anything Vanessa could tell Elena, which Ric and Caroline weren't already aware of. "Thank you Vanessa. Good luck in your new job." she smiled.
"Thanks Elena, bye." Vanessa called out after her before Elena rushed out and got back into the rental car.
Although she was desperate to open the package, Elena knew she needed to wait until they reached Mystic Falls and the kids were in a bed. They needed to move as quickly as possible for their own safety. She knew Damon had been up to something recently and he'd been suspicious that the vampires in his bar were following him. By the time they'd realized there was a problem, it was too late for a cloaking spell. Therefore Damon had told her he and Marcel had cooked up a contingency plan for them to escape at a moment's notice, which was why the house in New York needed to be torched. They couldn't have a witch get hold of anything which could be used in a locator spell. So Damon had kept an itinerary of every item in the house which would be needed, yet have to be burned. Anything else of value which was irreplaceable, or able to be bought in duplicate, was kept in storage in Mystic Falls. Mostly these were priceless artifacts or toys for the kids. Every time they bought them a toy, they had to buy a second and have it sent to their storage locker via Ric. They'd also laid aside some duplicate clothes, just in case they didn't have time to pack anything. This was why they'd been able to literally grab the kids, jump in the car and go.
When Elena arrived back at the car rental company, she text Damon who arrived ten minutes later with two happily fed children. They all got out of the car and the kids ran up to Elena shouting mommy with happy voices. Elena bent down and gave them both a hug.
"Guess where dad took us for dinner?" Jess asked as Elena noticing Damon looking to the sky innocently.
"McDonalds!" both kids cried out excitedly in unison.
"Look mommy, we got Happy Meals." Ben added with a huge smile on his face and a bag with a toy in it.
Elena threw daggers at Damon. "You didn't." she growled. Elena never let the children eat fast food.
"I surveyed the options and took a democratic vote." Damon nodded diplomatically. "Plus you only live once." he shrugged as Elena folded her arms. "And I've got you a big Mac and fries, no pickles in the car." he added with a small smile on his face.
Elena stood up, trying unsuccessfully to suppress a smile. "Have I ever told you how much I love you Damon Salvatore?" she asked as Damon walked over to her.
"Once or twice." Damon grinned as Elena stood up and greeted him with a kiss. "Although I am still hungry." he whispered into her ear. "And I'm not talking about for food either."
"Damon!" Elena admonished him, although it was only halfheartedly. "The kids." she said quietly.
"I can wait until we get home." Damon nodded. "But once they are in bed and asleep, I intend for us to get to know every inch of our new place. Very intimately." he growled.
Elena smiled seductively. Although they'd been together for almost sixteen years, with almost a five year hiatus while she was placed in the magical beauty sleep by Kai Parker, Damon and Elena still acted like teenagers in a new relationship, they still couldn't keep their hands off each other. Just as they were about to kiss they heard a coughing noise behind them.
"Mom, dad!" Jess called out as they turned to see their daughter frowning with her arms folded. "Eww, you guys are disgusting." she shook her head as she grabbed Ben's hand and dragged him back to the car. "I think we're the most grown up in this household!" she muttered to her brother, causing Damon and Elena to laugh as they watched their children climb into the car.
"Well that's us told." Damon laughed as he walked around to the drivers seat. "You eat before it gets cold, I'll drive." he told her as Elena got into the passenger seat and tucked into her food.
Four hours and a restroom stop later they passed the Mystic Falls sign.
"Are we there yet?" Jess asked.
Elena turned to the back seat. "Yeah, we're nearly there sweetheart." she said quietly, noticing Ben was asleep. "Just a few more minutes, right Damon?" she asked turning to her husband.
"About ten minutes." he replied as they passed over Wickery Bridge.
Soon the town loomed large as familiar and not so familiar buildings passed by. Neither Damon nor Elena had been back for eight years, however very little had changed. As they got closer, they noticed a new housing estate which wasn't there before, but mostly it was the same. However the biggest surprise for Elena was when they pulled up outside 2104 Maple Street. There the old Gilbert house stood, in its full glory, as if she'd never burned it down. Elena immediately burst into tears.
"Mom, are you okay?" Jess asked.
"Mommy?" Ben yawned, waking up at the sound of his mother sobbing. "Why are you crying?"
"Did you do this?" Elena asked Damon between sobs.
"Would it be a bad thing if I said yes?" Damon replied softly.
Elena removed her seat belt and threw her arms around Damon's neck. "I love you." she sobbed as Damon tried to hug her back, but instead got caught up in his own seat belt.
"Um...Elena, can't breathe here." he choked as Elena let go and started laughing. "Did I do good?" he asked as he untangled himself.
"The best." Elena grinned.
"Is this our new house?" Ben asked.
Elena peered into the back seats. "It is." she replied.
Jess frowned. "Like a forever house?"
"I hope so." Elena replied as she looked at Damon. "What do you think daddy?" she winked. "Do you promise us forever?" she asked.
"For as long as forever can be." Damon corrected her. "Anyway, forever is subjective. Who knows, some long lost relative might leave us a huge mansion in some exotic place. And let me tell you, if that happens, I'm not saying no to a freebie pad in the sunshine over a house in Mystic Falls." he said as he waved his hand at the Gilbert house.
"Damon!" Elena glared at him.
"You know I don't like promising forever." Damon shook his head. "Not after the last time."
Elena turned to the children. "Nothing is truly forever." she told them. "If it were up to me and your dad, you would live with us forever, right Damon?" she glanced over as Damon raised an eyebrow. "But one day you'll grow up and want to move away, go to college, have a home and family of your own. There's no such thing as a forever house. But this will be our new home, as long as it is right for all of us." she told them. "Is that okay?" she asked.
"Does that mean if we can't fit all of our toys in there, we have to live some place else?" Ben frowned.
"I'm sure we'll find a way to make them fit." Elena said. "Shall we go see?" she asked.
"Yay." the kids shouted out in unison.
Damon and Elena got the kids out of the car. They waited outside while Damon parked the SUV in the garage before joining them. Damon and Elena stood, holding hands with the children as they looked up at the porch. They climbed the stairs, Damon unlocked the door and ushered the kids inside.
"Mom and I will be there in a minute." he told them as they ran into the house.
"It looks exactly the same." Elena smiled at him. "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked.
"I wanted it to be a surprise." Damon replied. "Preferably a good one." he added, sounding hopeful.
"The best." Elena whispered.
"Good, so I don't have to feel guilty anymore?" he asked, fluttering his eyelashes.
Elena laughed. "When was the last time you felt guilty?" she asked.
Damon turned around and thought for a moment. "Oh I don't know, but I do remember feeling guilty about this." he said as he turned to face Elena and cupped her face in his hands and kissed her. After a few moments, they broke away. "Remember?" he whispered.
"How can I ever forget?" Elena smiled as Damon opened his mouth, about to say something. "Just don't go there." she shook her head laughing. "So are you going to invite me in and give me a guided tour?" she asked. Damon walked in and stood at the doorway, preventing Elena from entering. "What are we twelve?" she laughed.
"I did make some minor alterations to the original house." Damon warned her. "The rooms are bigger, and there is a downstairs study." he told her. "The kids bedrooms are where Jeremy's and Jenna's bedrooms were. They have a joint bathroom. Your old room has it's own bathroom and so does our bedroom. It doesn't look it, but it's a lot bigger than the original house." he explained. "Above the triple garage, there is an apartment for exclusive visitors. They've already been invited in." he winced.
"So Marcel and Rebekah had something to do with this?" Elena asked, folding her arms.
"It only took three months to build, so what do you think?" Damon asked.
Elena rolled her eyes. "Fine." she sighed. "As long as it's not furnished to Marcel's taste." she complained as she walked through the door.
The sight in front of Elena almost took her breath away. The furniture was different, but practically everything else was almost the same, although a little more modern. Every room brought back memories, and so did the furniture itself. The couches from the Salvatore parlor were now in the living room. The huge mahogany Salvatore dining table replaced the Gilbert one. There was nothing Elena wanted to change.
"Come upstairs." Damon told her as she followed him and the screeching of children's voices.
The first room she entered was what would have been Jeremy's old room and was decorated in a Spiderman theme. Like most little boys his age, Ben had been obsessed for about a year with superheroes, especially Spiderman, which brought a smile to Elena's face. For some reason, superheroes were timeless. And in some respects, when she first met the Salvatore's, and found out they were vampires, her naive seventeen year old self had viewed Stefan as some kind of superhero.
Damon on the other hand had started off as the villain in her story, or so she thought. Over time he'd been a pain in the ass, but as hard as they tried not to, they'd fallen for each other. Damon didn't need powers to be her hero, he just had to be himself. Elena realized this even more when she became a vampire herself. Once she understood vampirism, she understood the Salvatore's and realized her connection was with Damon not Stefan. In the end, Damon had become her husband, the father to her children, and had now rebuilt the very house she burned down. An achievement even beyond the capabilities of Superman.
Ben's room might have been covered in Spiderman, but the screeching was coming from another room, which turned out to belong to Jess. Her daughter was a huge fan of Harry Potter. Damon and Elena had recently noted the irony considering she was a real witch and due to enroll at a real life Hogwarts, although at this point Jess was completely unaware of her future schooling arrangements. Damon had the room decorated with a four poster bed in the Gryffindor colors of red and gold. The screeching was the children cursing each other with the Avada Kedavra spell. For parents of human children, no second thought would have been given to children playing like this. However when said children were powerful witches, Elena wasn't sure whether the idea learning killing curses was a good idea. To her it was like a young child playing a game where they would kill people with guns, and then go on to think it was normal to do it when they got older. For witches, this was something similar. Initially innocent, but had possibilities to lead onto something sinister.
"I hope Ric doesn't teach them about dark magic." Elena whispered.
"Severus Saltzman would never do a thing like that." Damon said sarcastically.
"I thought he was Alaric Dumbledore." Elena whispered back.
"Good point." Damon agreed. "I always suspected Dumbledore kept bourbon in his office." he winked before turning his attention to his children and putting on his sternest fatherly voice. "Okay, today's adventure is over for now. Time for bed. We've got lots to do tomorrow." he told them as Elena led Ben to his room while Damon stayed with Jess to put her to bed.
"Dad." Jess said. "Why did we leave suddenly?" she asked.
"Your mom is setting up a practice here, and we enrolled you into a local school months ago." Damon told her. "We've been planning this move for a long time." he said. "It was always going to be a surprise."
"But you got us up in the middle of the night and we've changed cars lots of times. I'm not an idiot, something is wrong." Jess insisted.
"Nothing is wrong." Damon assured her. "Your mommy didn't know I was building this house for her. You see, I rebuilt the house she grew up in. It is in the same spot and is almost exactly the same. When it was finished, I saw the pictures of the house and your bedrooms, and I got a little excited and couldn't wait to show you all." he lied.
"Okay." Jess replied as she climbed into bed, even though the tone of her voice made it perfectly clear she didn't believe him. "Goodnight daddy. Thank you for my perfect bedroom." she said. "I'm not saying I believe you, but if you've got another reason and you can't tell me, I understand." she sighed. "I know you'll do anything to protect us."
"Goodnight Jess. I love you too." Damon whispered, kissing Jess on the head before heading towards Ben's room.
Once they'd finally gotten the kids to bed, Damon took Elena downstairs and to the kitchen, where he pulled out a bottle of wine for Elena and a beer for himself.
"Are you planning on getting me drunk Mr Salvatore?" Elena raised an eyebrow.
"Not exactly." Damon smiled. "I was thinking maybe a dance first and then we try my room or yours." he smiled.
Elena frowned. "We have a bedroom each?" she asked. "You planning for any potential divorce?"
Damon looked at her thoughtfully. "Do you remember when we first got together?" he asked.
"Of course." Elena smiled. "How can I forget?"
"We spent the night at the boarding house." Damon said. "But we waited over six months before we were together again. And by then, you'd burned this house down."
"And..." Elena narrowed her eyes.
"We never spent the night together in your room. In your bed." Damon said sadly.
"Well, not entirely. You spent enough nights in my bed remember." Elena smirked.
"But they were completely innocent." Damon protested.
"Your thoughts were entirely pure?" Elena raised an eyebrow.
Damon thought for a moment. "Surprisingly more often than you'd think, they were, I only did things to wind you up because it was so much fun." he chuckled. "My focus was to protect you." he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him. "It was this..." Damon pointed to Elena's heart. "Which made me fall in love with you. Not this." he added softly stroking her face before resting his forehead against hers. "So you see, although the dream of making love to you did cross my mind once or twice, I couldn't let it cloud my judgment when it came to your survival." he whispered. "Which meant your room remained pure."
"Maybe in your thoughts." Elena grinned a sly grin. "But mine weren't." she whispered as she crossed her arms behind Damon's neck and kissed him.
"Oh yeah?" Damon raised an eyebrow. "When?" he asked.
"Sometimes it would be as a result of a dream about you, I'd wake up needing...relief." Elena told him as Damon nodded with a knowing smile.
"I've had plenty of those about you." he smirked.
"Then there were a couple of times when my thoughts drifted to you, and things we had done..." Elena continued.
"What things?" Damon frowned.
Elena took a deep breath, not sure whether to share this with Damon, but decided it might be fun to tease him about the time she was in love with him but was pretending to herself it was just a physical attraction.
"There was one time when I'd been working out in Ric's loft. And you decided to show me how to rip out a vampire's heart." she told him.
"Oh yeah, I remember that." Damon smirked.
"Well, later that night, I remember thinking how I wouldn't have protested if you'd have slipped your hand down my panties." Elena said. "So I had to use my own imagination." she added.
"It looks like we're going to have to rectify that." Damon smirked. "You show me what you did when you used your imagination, and I'll show you the way to a vampire's heart again. But this time with your imaginative improvements. How does that sound?" he asked.
"In my old room?" Elena asked.
"Up to you." Damon shrugged. "Maybe you could show me what you did in your room, and I'll let you know what would have happened without the need for imagination in mine." he suggested.
"Are you telling me you've managed to replicate my old room?" Elena asked.
"There were enough pictures and footage from various sleepovers to completely recreate your old room." Damon smiled smugly. "Even down to your diary being behind that painting of a horse, although the replacement picture is somewhat improved." he shrugged.
"So not entirely identical." Elena raised an eyebrow.
"I decided to rebuild the house years ago. As part of the deal for my blood, I asked Klaus for a favor." he told her.
"You asked Klaus to paint a picture as a housewarming gift?" Elena choked.
"His stuff costs a lot to buy these days. He's very sought after as an artist. Think of it as a financial investment." Damon explained. "I think e knew he was going to have to die for quite a long time, and I guess he wanted to do something nice for once." he shrugged. "Anyway, it's a huge improvement on the last one."
"Can I have a look?" Elena asked.
"Don't you think you ought to find out what Isobel left you first?" Damon asked.
Elena rolled her eyes. "Fine." she sighed as she retrieved the package from the dining room. They sat down at the island in the kitchen. Elena opened the package which contained an envelope and a book. Elena first of all opened the envelope, and pulled out the letter from inside before starting to read it out loud.
Dear Elena
I know you don't think much of me, and I don't blame you. If you are reading this, you survived Klaus's ritual. I'm sorry for my deception, however Klaus compelled me and there was nothing I could do about it. He told me I couldn't tell you about his plans, or try and stop them, but he never compelled me not to leave you anything should you live. I know I won't survive whatever Klaus has planned for me, but if you do, what is in this book may become important to you in the future.
When I did research into our family and discovered we were descended from Katherine, I was surprised to find out she should have been a witch, although it appeared she never practiced magic. As I went through the history of our tree, I discovered evidence of potentially four doppelgangers, including yourself. The most recent one prior to yourself was born in 1846, called Sarah Drummond.
"Wasn't that the same year Stefan was born?" Elena frowned.
"Yeah." Damon replied. "Qetsiyah said she'd seen history repeat itself as the doppelgangers got together, which I'm guessing means there should have been a matching doppelganger each time around." he said. "She said she'd seen them get together time and time again."
"So Stefan's doppelganger wasn't me or Katherine." Elena asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Obviously not." Damon nodded. "And Tom Avery must have been your pre-destined love." he winked.
"Pre-destined by magic or not, didn't make him my soulmate." Elena smiled. "I got you instead." she kissed him on the lips.
"A proven upgrade." Damon grinned. "Anyway, back to the letter, it's just getting interesting." he said, as Elena continued to read.
I managed to find a drawing of the father of Katherine's daughter, his name was Matey, and I made an interesting discovery. He looked very much like Stefan Salvatore and was born the same year as Katherine. I thought it was a little odd therefore I did some research into the Salvatore tree and found a distant cousin of theirs called Tom Avery, who is also identical to Stefan, making him a doppelganger. And coincidentally he was also born the same year you were. I suspect there is some coincidence meaning you are destined to be with your doppelganger because there does seem to be an effect on the power of the children born of the doppelgangers, depending upon whether both parents were doppelgangers or only one parent was a doppelganger.
The father of Katherine's child was also descended from a family of witches, although like Katherine, he himself didn't appear to be able to practice magic. Katherine and Matey's daughter however, was able to practice magic although by all accounts she wasn't very powerful.
After Katherine was banished, Matey went onto marry another woman who had more children by him, which is where the current Salvatore line comes from. Those children were all extremely powerful witches.
Sarah was my great, great, great, great grandmother, and a very powerful witch. Her children were not born of the Salvatore line like Katherine's child was because Stefan had become a vampire. It also appears the parents of the doppelgangers have very little in the way of magical abilities. From my research, children of one doppelganger and a non-doppelganger, tend to be powerful witches. This is a warning should you have children with anyone other than Tom Avery, because you and Stefan will never be able to have children. This means your children will probably become very powerful witches. I also noted the siblings of the doppelgangers were almost as powerful as the children produced by one doppelganger and a non-doppelganger. Damon seems to have been an anomaly, however if he was brought up to fear magic, he could have suppressed his powers. Fortunately, because he's a vampire, that should be a non-issue for you, because the way you are together, suggests it is simply a matter of time before something does happen between you. Call it a mother's instinct.
Anyway, I digress.
I have included the witch lineage in the back of the book, grading them on how powerful they are based on historical knowledge. The book itself is the grimoire of Sarah's oldest and most powerful child, Mary, who we are descended from. The kind of spells in this grimoire are extremely potent and most witches wouldn't stand a chance of being able to use them without a lot of help from channeling, and even then the magic would kill them.
It is highly unlikely you will ever be able to perform magic, unless there is some kind of currently unknown trigger. I wouldn't go looking for it, because if you do, your children's magic could possibly become even more powerful and too much for you to cope with. It will be hard enough for you to manage the magic of your children if you don't trigger it, but at least you have a friend in Bonnie who can help. Your children will be far more powerful than any Bennett witch could ever wish to be, but she should be able to help a little.
As your mother, I felt it was my duty to tell you this information for the future. I can't leave you much, and I've probably been the most disappointing mother of all time. But if this goes some way to making your life easier in the future, then I will have succeeded in at least helping my grandchildren.
I'm so sorry for the things I've done to you. Much of it was to protect you.
Isobel.
Damon and Elena stared at each other for a moment in complete shock at the revelations in the letter, although much of it went on to explain their current situation.
"Do you remember being able to do magic as a child?" Elena asked Damon.
"No." Damon shook his head as he thought about the letter. "Although my father used to call me unnatural and evil." he frowned. "An embarrassment to the family."
"I'm guessing you suppressed your magic when you were very young because you were scared of your father." Elena surmised.
"So it appears." Damon sighed. "That goes a long way to explain why he hated me so much." he pressed his lips together and took a deep breath, trying to dial back his anger.
Elena placed a reassuring hand on his. "But you don't have to worry about him now. And it looks like the cure was the magical trigger for my powers to emerge and yours to wake up." she smiled as Damon re-read the letter, his face turning to stone. "What's wrong?" Elena asked.
"According to Isobel, the worst case doomsday scenario is you and I becoming human, triggering our magic and having kids together as our children could end up as super-witches." he frowned.
"They're powerful, but not that powerful." Elena shook her head.
"What was Bonnie like at their age?" Damon asked.
"She couldn't do magic." Elena admitted slowly as she realized the potential implications. "I think we're going to need Ric and Caroline to look into this." she said.
"Now?" Damon looked aghast. "Does that mean..." he started.
"We probably won't be exploring the possibilities of my old room tonight." she said as Damon's face fell. "Depending on what they say, we'll have to make do with yours." she winked.
"Stop trying to give me a heart attack. We don't know if the cure will work if I'm already dead." Damon joked, placing his hand on his heart. "And if it doesn't Rebekah might kill you all for killing me before she got the chance to take it." his voice turned serious.
"I know." Elena replied. "Which is why we need to call the school. We're on the run, powerful witches might draw attention to us and give our location away, putting us all in danger." she said. "Maybe Ben could start school early." she suggested. "If magic is being performed at the school, nobody will look there."
"Vincent is going to do a cloaking spell." Damon frowned. "Won't that be enough?" he asked.
"I don't know." Elena shook her head. "And we don't know him or Freya well enough to call them at this time of night."
"Fine, call in the school cavalry, lets see what they have to say." Damon sighed. "Looks like I'm going to have to increase the alcohol level from beer to bourbon." he said as Elena threw him a look of disdain before calling the Salvatore Boarding School.
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