2.9 - The Beginning

Spencer could hardly get herself out of bed this morning, so it was a good thing it was a Saturday, or she'd be sleeping in the back of Mr. Fitz's class again for the third time this week. After seeing Hanna in her new state, going through that awkward confrontation, learning about supernatural beings existing in Rosewood Falls, and that some of her friends were vampires was a little too much information to process all at once. Spencer being her usual, obsessively informed self, had spent the majority of her free time over the last few days reading endless articles, books, and journals on the subject. It was partially a way of coping, and partially a way of digging deeper into the new information on the cure.

It seemed as though A had taken a little break since the dramatic school fire, and the technical death of Hanna. Spencer hoped that maybe their actions had gone further than they'd expected, and they had just given up the chase, though the greater part of her knew that wasn't true. In a bizarrely coincidental moment, her phone lit up, buzzing with a text next to her bed. Spencer swallowed hard; afraid of what she knew was coming.

"Did you miss me, Spencer? Don't want you to get too comfortable, especially since your boyfriend's got a secret, just as big as the last one you heard. It's your turn for a confrontation. Oh, don't forget to bring garlic. - A"


After her surge of bizarre empowerment the other day in front of everyone, Damon knew he had to start vampire training with Hanna, and he had to do it now. If she wanted to remain like this, which honestly, he wasn't going to argue with her staying alive with him forever, then she'd have to know how to handle her new state of being. Hanna's emotions began to flip flop to an even more extreme level, and he was worried without new guidance, she might just shut off her humanity without thinking, or fully knowing what exactly she was doing.

Hanna was suddenly excited about the idea of learning how to use her new powers. Now that her passage of extreme depression had passed, it was replaced with an almost frantic, erratic energy of over confidence. This, however, was not the training she had in mind.

"No, Damon, that is not the best way to compel someone, you don't want to be Captain Obvious! But clearly, that is not your strong suit." Caroline rolled her eyes at Damon with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

"Oh, well I'm sorry my way wasn't good enough for you, Barbie. Next time, should I just announce it to the room instead? Obvious enough for you?" Damon bit back with an aggravated toss of his hands.

Hanna had been listening to the two of them bicker back and forth for what seemed like hours now. At least the sarcastic exchanges she had with Damon were flirty and laced with sexual tension. These arguments were just plain old tense, and she had just about enough of it.

"Seriously guys? Can we just focus here? How am I ever going to be able to learn if you both won't quit arguing?" Hanna yelled at the two to get their attention. They both stood awkwardly mumbling an apology before exchanging bitter glances.

"Fine." Carloline stepped towards her sister, putting her hand on her shoulder. "You're right, let's just do this. Damon, just shut up and stop contradicting me, and everything will be great."

"Fine." Damon glared at Caroline, speaking through visibly gritted teeth. He wanted to move forward just as much as anyone.

"Alright well, next topic. Animal blood. Damon bit a rabbit a while ago and hid it, so if you just focus, you should be able to smell the blood, okay? Now let's try it." Caroline reassured her sister as she watched her close her eyes in concentration. "Can you smell it?"

But Hanna's new heightened senses were not triggering. She shut her eyes even harder, trying her best to find the smell. She could smell every aspect of the trees around them in the woods, the musky bark, the light changing leaves, the mossy dirt below their feet, but definitely no blood. "I can't smell it." Hanna whispered, unwilling to say the words.

"That's okay, just concentrate, I'm sure it just takes a minute." Caroline encouraged her, keeping her hand lightly on her sister's shoulder.

"I can't smell it, Care!" Hanna yelled suddenly, her frustration blowing through the roof in a seconds notice. She shoved her sister's hand off her, and stomped a few feet away.

Caroline and Damon exchanged glances again, but this time ones of complete concern. Hanna's outbursts and heightened emotions were getting more and more extreme by the second.

Damon nodded at Caroline before approaching Hanna hesitantly. "Hey, it's okay, you're doing great! I mean when I was at your stage I probably would have torn up this entire forest by now, and you've clearly got that under control right?" He laughed, trying to cheer her up. "Hey, look at me. You've got this."

Hanna glanced up into his glassy blue eyes, and took a deep breath, closing her eyes once more. She concentrated on the smells around her, the trees, the moss, the leaves...but nothing came. "I can't smell it! I can't do this, I just can't! I'm never going to be able to do this, any of it!" Hanna screamed at the top of her lungs, and in the blink of an eye, had disappeared at super speed into the distance.

"Well, at least she's got that down." Damon chuckled nervously, trying to ignore his panicked concern. Caroline rolled her eyes and responded with a shove to his shoulder. This was going to be a whole lot harder than either of them had thought.


"Is it true?" Spencer practically had tears in her eyes after she took the walk to the Mikaelson mansion, thinking obsessively over the text she had received from A earlier that day.

"Is what true?" Elijah looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of him, unsure what exactly could be troubling her this much. "Spencer, are you alright?" He questioned with a puzzled expression.

"Are you..." Spencer began, but was practically unable to get out the words. "Are you a...a.." She shook her head before continuing. "Elijah, are you a vampire?" She whispered the words, unable to comprehend the fact that she was actually speaking them out loud to another human being, let alone the man she had come to have serious feelings for.

Elijah stood stunned in front of her, now he was unsure of what to say. "So you know." He sighed simply, not needing to know the details of how she had found out his darkest secret he wished he could hide from her forever.

Spencer let out a distressed, choked laugh. "It's true then. What is happening in this town? I mean, how insane is it that I'm actually seriously saying these words to you right now." She continued as she paced around his living room, letting out some of her nervous energy.

"Spencer, I wanted to keep you from this life. You should not have to be burdened with these things. However, I don't wish to hide anything from you, I was waiting to tell you at the opportune moment." Elijah stared at her, keeping his calm composure.

"The opportune moment? Oh, when was that going to be, Elijah? Hey Spencer, just thought I should mention that I drink people's blood to stay alive, thought this would be a good time to let you know!" Spencer's nervous laughter continued, as she flailed her arms in frustration. How was this actually happening?

"Spencer, please. Now that you know, I can tell you everything you wish to know, I swear to you I would never hurt you."

"I know, I know." Spencer muttered, barely able to look at him. "You are one of the kindest, strongest men I've ever met, Elijah. I mean that." Spencer shook her head as she continued. "But I can't have this in my life, this supernatural stuff. First there's Hanna, then Stefan and Damon, and now you, who's next? Me? I just, I can't do this Elijah. I'm sorry."