As my fingers flowed through Tyler's gorgeous head of hair, and my tongue explored the inside of his mouth, I couldn't help but notice that the young hot blooded werewolf who by this point usually already have both our clothes off didn't seem to be all there. "Ok, what the hell is going on with you?" I asked sounding a bit annoyed after having pull away from what was supposed to be a hot make out session.
"What!? What are you talking about? Nothing's wrong." replied a taken back and highly defensive Tyler
"Bullshit." I spat out, "Now I know when something's off with you and something is obviously wrong with you Tyler."
"Sammy." started Tyler, with a somewhat sympathetic look on his face.
"Tyler, unless the next words out of your mouth is you telling me what has you so distracted, don't waste your breathe." I interrupted, before then pushing myself off the bed, and angrily walking over to my full length mirror. As I worked on fixing my hair, now that it was painfully obvious that Tyler and I were not going to have sex at this morning.
Now on his feet, the young wolf glances down at his watch and then quickly peers back up at me. "Sam I'm sorry but I gotta go." said Tyler
With a very sudden and sharp turn of my entire body in the direction of the now standing football player I snapped, "Are you kidding me!?"
"Sam." started Tyler, but before he could continue my bedroom door abruptly swings open, and there standing in the entry way was none other than the older Salvatore.
"Damon?! Haven't you ever heard of knocking!?" I yelled
"Knocking would imply that I need your permission to enter a room in my house. Is that what you're trying to imply?" taunted Damon, as the name on the lease was still registered in Elena's name.
Biting my lip, all I could do in response to Damon's latest comment was shoot him a menacing and royally pissed off look.
"Is that supposed to scare me?" asked Damon, just prior to setting his gaze on Tyler. "So are you going to leave or am I going to have kick you out?"
"Damon!?" I blurted out
"Don't worry about it Sam, I really need to be going anyways." said Tyler as he started heading towards the door. But just before crossing over the threshold, Tyler looks back at me, "See you later?" asked Tyler, but when he realized I had no intention of answering him he then turned to leave. "Damon" said Tyler on his way out
"Wolf." replied back Damon. With Tyler now gone Damon enters further into me room, and with a somewhat confused but all knowing look on his face he asks me, "We're you two just fighting?"
"What do you care?" I asked, before then turning back to face the mirror
"I don't." answered Damon
"Then what do you want, Damon? Cause heaven knows you're not here for some much needed family bonding." I responded, as I began combing my hair.
"I'm here to tell you to start packing, I got a lead on Stefan's where a bouts." said Damon
"Really, where?" I asked, now sounding a bit intrigued by what Damon actually had to say
"Our little martyr of a Salvatore is in the windy city."
"Chicago? Stefan's in Chicago, who told you that?"
"Let's just say a little birdie told me." smirked Damon
"A little bird, really? Please, who do you know that it be able to track Stefan and Klau..." I started to ask, but before I could fully get the question out I already knew the answer to my own question. "Katherine." I said in a judgmental tone.
"You just get ready, and be done by the time I swing back to come get you." said Damon before then taking his leave of my room
Upon running over to my door I quickly yelled out, "Where are you going?"
"Gotta pick up some essentials for trip, just be outside & ready when I get back." yelled back Damon, just seconds before he went out the front door.
0~o~0
As I sat in the back seat of Damon's car, all I could do was contemplate just how dumb Damon was, just for the simple fact that he was brining Elena along on our try to save Stefan adventure, which involves a certain hybrid that believes this particular Petrova doppelgänger is in fact dead. The only bright side for me having to spend a long car ride with these two was the fact that they hadn't said a word to each other since they picked me up out in front the boarding house.
"I sure hope we find him, 'cause it would suck if the last memento of Stefan was that crappy old necklace." said Damon, after inadvertently glancing down at the necklace Stefan had given to Elena
"It's an antique, Damon. Like you." rebutted Elena, after gently running her hand over her vervain laced necklace.
With that Damon stretched over to the passenger side of the car, opens the glove box, and then pulls out a dairy. "Here, read this. It paints a pretty little picture of Stefan's first experience in Chicago." said Damon, as he threw the diary on Elena's lap.
"It's Stefan's diary. I'm not going to invade his private thoughts." said Elena in a somewhat self righteous tone.
"You need to be prepared for what you're about to see." insisted Damon
"I've seen Stefan in his darkest periods. I can handle it." said Elena, just as she had finished closing the diary and was now handing it back to Damon.
With a slight roll of his eyes, the older Salvatore takes the diary from out of Elena's hands and then offers the diary to me, "What about you Sam? The things in here are pretty juicy." baited Damon as he wiggled the diary in front of me
"Naw, I think after seeing what he did to those two girls in Tennessee. I've got more than a clear enough picture of Stefan." I answered
"Cowards." stated Damon, just prior to opening the diary and reading a passage from within it. "Here's one. March 12, 1922. I've blacked out days. I wake up in strangers' blood, in places I don't recognize with women I don't remember." Read Damon, in a highly mocking tone. Just then Damon suddenly turns and looks over to Elena, "Ahh! I'm shocked! Stefan's not a virgin?" joked Damon
I personally couldn't help but let out a light chuckle
"Eyes on the road, grandma." said Elena, as she then snatched the diary from out of Damon's hand.
"Fine. Back to my game. Tell me if you see a Florida plate." said Damon, but Elena didn't seem to be interested in playing his game, seeing as she had opened back up the dairy and was now reading from it.
0~o~0
After a being in a car for hours with just Elena and Damon, I personally was ready to shoot myself. Mainly because I kept catching Damon just randomly peering at Elena with lust and longing in his eyes, and then when Elena wasn't reading Stefan's diary, she and Damon would do that thing where they'd pick a fight about the most mundane of things. And throughout their little exchange of banters the underlying sexual tension between these two was just unbearable
But luckily for me that was all over now, seeing as we were finally in Chicago and our first stop was none other than Stefan's old apartment building. Which personally to me was somewhat depressing.
"So Stefan could live anywhere in Chicago and he chose this?" asked Elena
"There used to be an all-girl high school around the corner, but it shut down for attendance issues. Weird." teased Damon
"Why am I not surprise." I said with a disgusted tone
"If you guys are trying to scare me into giving up and going back, it's not going to work." said a determined Elena
"Yea, that's what we want to do. We decided to bring you all the way up here just so we can scare you into giving up, and drive you all the way back to Mystic Falls, get over yourself." I said with slight sound of annoyance in my voice.
Turning to face both me and Elena, Damon then tells us to Shh, before then breaking the lock on a door and opening it. "Here we are. Stefan's second personality home."
After entering Elena wipes her finger across a table, "He obviously hasn't been here." said the Katherine look alike with a hint of sass in her voice, as she then wiped the dust she picked up from off of her fingers.
"Tours is not over yet." baited Damon as he headed towards a wall and opens what turned out to be a hidden door.
"Stefan hid his alcohol. What a monster." mocked Elena
"I have to agree with Elena here. It's a liquor cabinet, so what?" I asked with a confused look on my face
"You two need to look harder." said Damon, as he motioned for both me and Elena to come closer.
As me and the Petrova doppelgänger drew nearer and looked around the corner, there on the wall, clear as day was a list of names.
"It's a list of names." I pointed out
"Mm-hmm" replied Damon
"These are all of his victims? Asked what sounded to be a horrified Elena
"Still handling it?" asked Damon, before then exiting the secret room
"Wow, I did not see that coming." I got out, as I followed after the older Salvatore
"And what were you doing in the 1920s? Paving the way for women's liberation?" argued a defensive Elena
Me, unable to contain myself, I begin to laugh, before then quickly putting a hand over my mouth as I attempted to regain my composure.
"I was around. Chicago's a big city. Stefan was a cocky ripper douche. But I could avoid him and still indulge in a few Daisy Buchanan's of my own." flaunted Damon, before then motioning for me to follow him.
Following a disgusted scoff, Elena than asks, "Where are you going?"
"His old stomping ground." answered Damon
"I'm coming with you." insisted Elena
"No. You stay here and whip up an actual plan. Me and the slayer over here will be back after we find him." appeased Damon, just before we took our leave of the apartment.
0~o~0
After leaving Elena back at the apartment, Damon & I wound up at a bar named Gloria's
"Thanks for compelling the bouncer to let me in. I thought I was going to have to fight my way in." I stated, as me and Damon entered into the establishment
"Yea well if I left it to you, you'd go around fighting everyone in Chicago just to find Stefan."
"You bet your ass I would and you better not forget it." I said, hinting to Damon that I'd even fight him, should he get in my way.
Just then I saw Damon's eyes lock on to the woman manning the bar. She was an African American woman with blonde hair and who seemed to be in her forty's.
The moment the woman spotted Damon she called out, "Well, look what the wind blew in. Last I heard, you hated this place."
"Gloria. Damn! If I knew you were going to age like this, I would have stuck around." flirted Damon, as we approached the bar
"I always did like you better. But I see your brother is still running in the wrong crowd." said Gloria, before her gaze then turned to me. "Speaking of crowds, who's your friend?"
"This is Sam, she's nobody. So you've seen Stefan?" asked Damon, as he glazed over the fact that Gloria had asked about me. As he was more interested in Stefan sighting.
Ignoring Damon's blatant lack of manners, Gloria smiled at me, and then extended out her right hand for a hand shake. "Hi dear, I'm Gloria."
"Hi. I'm Samantha." I responded, as I shook Gloria's hand
The moment me and Gloria's hands made contact, I felt a sudden rush of energy flow from within me into Gloria, and so with that I instinctually pulled my hand out of Gloria's.
As I looked at Gloria, I saw that her facial expression matched mine. Both me and the Chicago witch were taken back and somewhat astonished by what had just taken place, but neither of us would further get to explore this, seeing as a now impatient Damon abruptly chimed in, "Hey Gloria, you were saying about Stefan."
Still in a bit of awe about what had just happened, Gloria slowly begins to turn her attention back to Damon, "Yea…your brother. He was with Klaus. Bad Combo."
"You know where they went?" asked Damon
"They'll be back here later tonight. They're out running a little errand for Me." answered Gloria
"Gloria." said Damon, before then placing his hands on top of Gloria's."Don't be a tease. What kind of errand?
"I don't think so. You may be cute, but you're still a vampire." taunted Gloria before then snatching her hands from under Damon's
After downing his drink, Damon then turned to me with a somewhat annoyed look on his face, "Come on, let's get out of here."
With a head nod I followed Damon's lead, but just before exiting the bar I found myself looking back at Gloria, and much to my surprise she was staring right back at me, with an almost borderline creepy look of intrigue, that seriously rubbed me the wrong way.
Now outside the bar Damon's phones ring and on the other line was a scared and frantic Elena.
Upon ending the call with Elena, Damon's mood quickly changed as he now seemed full of guilt and anger.
"What's wrong?" I asked
"Klaus and Stefan were just at the apartment, Klaus almost discovered Elena." answered Damon
"Oh shit, ok well what's our next move?" I asked
"We're going to go shopping." said Damon, before then walking away.
"Shopping?!" I asked in shock, before then running after the now emotionally disoriented vampire.
After little retail therapy Damon and I had finally made it back to the apartment, and seeing as I didn't want to witness the Damon, Elena drama I decided to wait down stairs for the two. Luckily for me there little back and forth didn't last very long and then just like that we were on our way over to Gloria's Bar.
0~o~0
It had been a few minutes since Damon had entered into Gloria's, and now both Elena and I were just waiting around outside like groupies. Hoping that the Salvatore Brothers would just hurry up and come out so we could get this over with.
Just then I heard a loud ruckus, peering from around the corner I finally spotted Damon and the guest of honor.
Turning to face Elena, I then asked "You ready for this?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." answered the somewhat nervous doppelgänger
"Hey, I know I give you shit some times, but I do believe you can do this." I assured Elena
"Thanks Samantha." smiled Elena
"No problem." I smiled back, and then just like Damon signaled for us.
"Tell her yourself." said Damon, rather loudly, and so with that both me and Elena entered into view and my what a moment it was.
0~o~0
While Elena outside trying to get through to Stefan, Damon was inside the bar providing distraction for the two love birds. I was also in the bar, but I was somewhat watching from a distance, as my job was to provide support for Damon, should things go awry.
So from a safe distance, I watched as Damon mixed words with a man that looked to be five eleven, and had curled light-brown/ borderline blonde hair. I couldn't get a look at his face, but so far this Klaus character matched the man I saw in those painful visions I had received on the night of the sacrifice. The only difference was that the man that night was on the ground riving in pain, not sitting smugly at a bar feeling on top of the world.
My train of thought was quickly interrupted by Damon's grunt, focusing back on the two vampires I immediately noticed that Klaus now had Damon suspended clear of the ground with on hand on his throat, as his free hand continued to stab Damon over and over with a tooth pick.
"You want a partner in crime? Forget Stefan. I'm so much more fun" said Damon
"You won't be any fun after you're dead." I heard Klaus get out
Klaus's Pov
"You want a partner in crime? Forget Stefan. I'm so much more fun." squirmed the older Salvatore
"You won't be any fun after you're dead." I rebutted, and then just as I was going to throw Damon, I heard the cock of two guns, before then feeling one of the barrels pressed against the back of my skull, and then the other against back , directly behind where my heart.
"Go ahead, I dare you." I heard a strong and very defiant female voice say from behind me. "Please make my day Klaus, and give me one more reason to pump you full of wood.
"Ahhh, the human Salvatore, Samantha." I said with an apparent smile on my face, after recognizing the voice of the feisty new comer "You Salvatore's really do stick together don't you?" I taunted
"You bet your ass we do, now put my uncle down." ordered the little Salvatore
"Well you see love that isn't going to be possible. For I intend on killing him, unless of course you're willing to take his place." I baited
"Both these guns are filled with wooden bullets, though ones laced vervain and the other with wolfs bane laced. Wanna guess which ones which?" asked Samantha in a most domineering tone
With an angered look now present on my face, I peered up at Damon, "She seems like quite the handful mate."
"You have no idea." answered the suspended Salvatore.
Upon Damon's last comment, I used my speed and my free hands to redirect both Samantha's hands just seconds before she was able pull the triggers.
With Damon in one hand and both of Samantha's hands in the other, I gazed tauntingly into the young Salvatore's eyes "You should have stayed in Mystic Falls, love."
Then just like that the unruly Salvatore head butted me square in the face. Now pissed, I violently slammed Samantha's hands into the bar, causing her to scream out in pain and thus loosening her grip on both her guns.
"Sam!" called out Damon in such concern, after seeing his dear Samantha scream out in agony
Following that I used my super speed and strength to then toss Samantha clear across the room, before then aggressively pushing Damon on to the ground. I then broke the leg off a nearby chair and proceeded towards the older and impulsive Salvatore. As I prepared to plunged the chair leg deep within Damon's heart. When out of now where, Gloria appears and lights the wood on fire, before then propelling clear out of my hand.
"Really?" I asked with an annoyed tone clearly present in my tone
"Not in my bar. You take it outside." demanded Gloria
As much as I wanted nothing more than to now go and rip Gloria's head off, I know I couldn't seeing as I still needed the witch to help me find out why I couldn't make any of my bloody hybrids.
Deciding to let the older Salvatore live for now, I turned to him and said, "You don't have to negotiate your brother's freedom. When I'm done with him, he won't want to go back."
Sam's Pov
After me and Damon got into his car, there was an awkwardly long moment of silence before any one finally opened there mouth to speak.
Peering over at Elena with a sympathetic look on his face, Damon asks, "You Ok?"
"Just drive." responded a tear filled Elena, as she continuously fidgeted with her vervain laced necklace.
It was pretty clear, that all of us felt bad, I mean once again we failed to bring Stefan back, but I personally think Elena was feeling it the worst out of the three of us. And so with that we began our long and quiet care ride back to Mystic Falls.
3rd Pov
After everything that had gone down today involving Caroline and her dad, the blonde vampire was now finally safe at home lying in bed, nestled up with Tyler.
"Are you ok?" asked the sympathetic werewolf
"He hates me. My dad hates me." cried Caroline, as she was referring to father, Bill Forbes.
Not knowing what to say, Tyler kisses Caroline on the head, before then squeezing her just a little bit tighter, as to somewhat hint to Caroline that she was now safe, and that he'd protect her. And not once did his mind wonder back on his girlfriend, Samantha.