Hey everybody! I hope you liked the last chapter :) I'm so appreciative of all your reviews, but I had a research paper due in my Lit class, so I didn't have time to answer all of them :( But I love you all sooo much for reviewing! This chapter is mostly action, so tell me how it was after you read it :) this is pretty much the end of the Peter chapter for now, so enjoy it while it lasts! here it is, chapter nineteen! :D

Elena laid on the bed in a daze. She could feel a slight trickle of blood down her neck where Peter had bitten her, and she brought a hand up to stifle the bleeding. After realizing that she needed to clean up the bite, she stumbled off the bed to the bathroom, discovering that the vampire had accidentally cut the ropes binding her hands behind her back during his attack.

She grabbed a plush white towel off the shelf in the bathroom and pressed it against her neck, wincing in pain when it touched the broken skin. After holding it there for a few minutes, she dampened the towel and proceeded to clean the wound. There were no bandages for her to cover it up with, so she just left the bite out in the open, hoping that she would be saved before he could do even more damage.

Turning off the light, she walked back into the room and put her shirt back on, meanwhile looking around for any hint as to where Peter had brought her. There was a notebook on the table that had a symbol that looked like a G with a sun on it. When she opened it, she noticed the name "Gaylord Opryland", and put two and two together. Opryland…the Grand Ole Opry? As in she was still in Nashville?

She gasped, realizing that Stefan and Damon were probably looking for her, and she had no way to contact them without Peter knowing, unless she called them while he was gone. Like, right now. She hobbled over to the phone, still wincing a bit as the bite mark stretched, and picked it up—she just had to get her fingers to dial the number. She typed in a 9, then a 1, then a 9 again. Five, two, one, then four, seven, eight, six. Her hand traveled over to the "Call" button, which would dial as soon as she pressed it, but the phone was tugged out of her hands and smashed into the wall, breaking into a million pieces.

Already knowing that Peter was here by his extreme act, she tried to scream before he bit into her neck, sufficiently silencing her. Pushed up against the wall, there was nothing to grab that could allow her to force him off of her, so she just endured the agony as Peter had his fun. He pulled back covered in her blood, and hissed, "I leave for ten minutes, and you try to break free? I thought I told you not to fight!"

Elena whimpered, but instead of taking pity on her like he had last time, he growled and lunged for the other side of her throat. She screamed, knowing that her secret had obviously been revealed, hoping that somebody would hear her. Suddenly, the door to the room flew open, and there stood Stefan and Damon.

Stefan had heard Elena's screams from all the way across the building, and automatically began running towards them with Damon close on his tail. Sure enough, when he got to the room where the screams were, he threw open the door to see Peter holding Elena up against the wall drinking her blood. The vampire ripped off of her neck and craned his head to see the two brothers headed towards him. But when Stefan and Damon were about to grab him and stake him, he was gone.

Elena was leaning against the wall, looking like she was about to pass out—which was understandable due to the state she was in. She had bite marks all over her torso, which meant she had probably lost a lot of blood in addition to the blood that was dripping down her neck, soaking her shirt in a bright crimson.

Damon turned away quickly, unable to stand looking at how much Peter had hurt her—but Stefan stared at her. Damon was worried that he would hurt her even more, but when he looked at Stefan's face it wasn't a look of hunger, it was a look of anger and hatred directed towards Peter. Finally, Damon turned back to the drooping girl.

"Elena, it's going to be okay. We've got you, and Peter isn't going to get near you again", Stefan was assuring her, when suddenly her eyes grew huge. Her mouth opened and closed, as if she was trying to warn them of something, when suddenly Damon grunted and collapsed to show a very pissed off Peter. Elena scurried to Damon while Peter shoved Stefan into the wall.

Looking over Damon's body to figure out what Peter had done to him, she saw the needle stuck in his back—vervain. She tried to shake him awake, but she was too weak from the blood-loss and he was too far gone. Then she saw the stake next to him, and was reaching for it when Peter grabbed her from behind. He bit down on her arm, and she screamed—finally able to make a sound again.

Stefan shoved into the vampire at full speed, sending Elena whirling back to the floor near Damon. He grabbed Peter in a choke hold, and reached down to grab his stake out of his pocket. He looked down for a second when he couldn't locate it, and suddenly HE was the one being held against the wall by Peter. Stefan struggled to get a hold of Peter, but he was stronger and faster than Stefan.

"You come in here trying to take my toy, and think I won't fight back? That's was pretty damn stupid of you. And now, you and your brother are going to die for it—and Miss Gilbert soon after", Peter threatened, laughing when pure hatred came over Stefan's face.

Stefan continued to struggle, but Peter was so much stronger than him. He glanced down at Damon who was still out cold, and realized that Elena was gone. 'Thank god. At least she might make it out alive', Stefan thought. He looked down as Peter's other hand moved down to his pocket, and began to struggle even harder when he realized that Peter had a stake—Stefan's stake.

"Any last words?" Peter smirked.

"Yeah—go to hell."

Peter grinned and was prepared to shove the stake through Stefan's heart, when he realized that it wasn't Stefan that had said it. But he realized that much too late, when he felt the stake being shoved through his heart. He gasped in pain, and turned slowly to reveal a very weak and angry Elena who was breathing as heavily as Peter.

Peter's face began getting greyer and grayer, and the veins of death began to spread throughout his body. His hold weakened on Stefan's throat, until he fell to the ground—dead.

"Stefan…", Elena breathed. Stefan looked up at Elena, and realized that her moment of semi-strength was clearly over. Elena was covered in blood, bites, and bruises, and her eyes fluttered closed and she collapsed into his arms, knowing that she was finally safe from Peter.

Yep :) Who saw that one coming? Well, you don't need to answer that one :P but that is the official end of Peter...maybe :} I'm NOT finished with the story yet-on the contrary, I'm barely halfway done :D I have so many great ideas, and they're only just beginning to come out in the story :) I really hope you liked the last installment of our psycho-vampire stalker :D I'll try to update soon, and as always, feedback is love, people! So read and review!

-kiki :)

btw: OHMYGOD! WE ARE DOWN TO SINGLE DIGITS, PEOPLE :D AND AS OF TOMORROW, THERE IS ONE WEEK UNTIL THIS HELLATUS IS OVER!