Bloodlust
Timeline: Know Thy Enemy
Parings: Bonnie/Damon, Stefan/Elena, Caroline/?
A/N: Thanks to all those who reviewed (HannahlovinCM, Vilandra, Meye, starinthem, kaykay, Maverick37, Jacal Ste. Worme, kiki-anthony, Jacqueline B, David Fishwick, Cynner, kisha96, Tracy, evadney, aprilf00l, whitestripes123, ebonyeyez1, FemmeFatale, and Moonlight16). sorry about the delay in updating. I finished my projects on time but forgot about final exams that came right after it. A month was too long not to update Bloodlust and so much has happened between then. I PROMISE that I will never let such a big gap happen between updates. To make up for it, here's a long chapter to satisfy any addiction withdrawal symptoms anyone may have. Oh and thanks to everyone who gave me the name for the story I was looking for. It is Until We Bleed by Ellechillin. Freaking awesome read!
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Caroline woke up next to very warm body and all thoughts of last night came rushing back to her. She remembered Matt and how he acted when she revealed to him she was a vampire. That led her to come to Tyler for comfort and they ended up sleeping with each other. Hearing that Tyler was still asleep, Caroline tried to get out of the bed without waking the werewolf up.
After she had finished dressing, she stealthy tiptoed out of the room. Once she had managed to quietly close the bedroom door, the blond vampire sighed. She was very relieved that there was no awkward morning scene. She felt so bad about cheating on Matt with Tyler. Both of them didn't deserve what she was doing to either one of them. She had to find Matt and tell him the truth. Patting her blonde mane down, she sped out of the house and hoped Matt would hear her out.
Damon and Bonne were sleeping soundly when he heard footsteps. He ignored them until they were moving closer to his room. The blue-eyed vampire silently groaned and quietly got out his bed. Bonnie moaned in protest but didn't fully awaken. Damon hastily put on a shirt as Stefan knocked on his door.
Damon walked over to the door and opened it, fully intending to yell at his younger brother. He thought better of it when he saw the look on Stefan's face. "What's up?"
"Elena just called me. It's Isobel. She arrived and told Jenna about being Elena's birth mother."
Damon silently cursed at the new drama unfolding in their lives. He looked at Bonnie's sleeping form and motioned to Stefan that they were continuing their conversation downstairs. Stefan nodded and moved to the side, giving Damon space to exit his room. He closed the door quietly and followed the brown haired vampire downstairs.
Walking down the stairs, Damon, impatiently, continued their earlier conversation. "Now tell me the whole thing little brother, and don't leave anything out."
"She just showed up at the front doorstep and blurted it to Jenna. Elena is really upset."
"Elena is always upset about something. What does she want?" Damon asked as they reached the bottom step.
"Don't know, but I'm going to find out." Stefan headed towards the front door, grabbing his car keys in his wake.
Stefan continued to walk towards the front door when he was stopped by his sire. "Steffi poo, I don't think you should tell her that I'm here." Katherine said, putting on her best puppy dog face.
"What? Why?" Stefan asked, confused.
"I don't want her to know that I stayed in town after I was released from the tomb."
Damon rolled his icy blue orbs at her. "Why should we help you in your cover up? You're the one in cahoots with them which almost got me killed."
"Damon, I did what I had to do in order to get out. You two would've done the same thing if it was Bonnie or Elena. Now I'm reconsidering my alliance."
Damon didn't trust her for a minute. He knew Katherine; she always had a plan up her sleeves. "What do you know?"
The brunette twirled a lock of her curls and smiled. "I know I want Klaus dead which puts me squarely on your team. Plus if you ever need me to swap places with Elena, the less people know I'm here, the better."
She moved towards Stefan and innocently put her hand on his chest. "Think about it Stefan, be smart about this."
Her fingers danced across his chest, going higher and higher with each word. He glanced towards his brother who just smirked. Stefan smiled and forcefully removed her hand, "How about you and Damon call Alaric and let him know his wife just arrived on his girlfriend's doorstep."
Stefan brushed aside Katherine and walked out the front door, leaving Katherine and Damon together. Katherine started to speak but Damon swiftly cut her off, "How about you go ruin someone else's life while I go upstairs."
Katherine huffed and walked in the other direction. He quickly called the vampire hunter to let him know about Isobel and Jenna and then sped back to his room. He opened the door to find Bonnie already dressed and sitting on the window sill looking out of the open window.
"Morning, B."
She turned to look at him, a smile plastered on her face, "Morning Damon. You look worried, what happened?"
Damon ran a hand through his dark locks, "Isobel showed up at Elena's."
Bonnie's green eyes widen with surprise. "What does she want?"
"Don't know, Stefan's gone to find out but that's not our worry right now. Come, I want to take you somewhere?"
Nonverbally, Damon pointed to his ears and then to the floor. Bonnie quickly caught on; Damon didn't want Katherine to know where they were really going.
"Okay but can't we get something to eat first, I'm starving."
"Anything you want, little witch."
He put on his favorite leather jacket and held out his hand to the witch. She took it, smiling at the father of her child. Together, they walked down the stairs; ignoring the stare they received form Katherine. He opened the passenger door for her, one of the traits he held on to even after he turned. Once she was in, he quickly hopped in the driver's seat and drove off.
Bonnie and Damon walked up the stairs to the Martin's apartment. She had insistent on coming here because of what she had found out last night. They walked towards the apartment when Damon suddenly stopped, he sensed someone else already there. He quickly moved Bonnie behind him, shielding her with his form.
The vampire stealthy moved around the corner and caught a better scent of the other person. He mentally gagged at the familiar scent. "Gilbert, what the hell are you doing here?" Damon yelled, annoyed.
Jeremy was startled at the sudden appearance of Damon and jumped. "Damon, what the hell?"
The vampire rolled his eyes, "I asked you first Gilbert. What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to help Bonnie."
Damon growled and felt a hand on his shoulder. He relaxed into and turned around to face Bonnie who looked towards Jeremy. "Jeremy, what are you doing here?"
The teen awkwardly ran a hand through his brown locks. "I thought I could see what Luka and his father were up to."
"Well since you're here, I guess you could help us."
Damon looked unhappy with her suggestion but he wasn't worried about her having ulterior motives. It was the pubescent Boy Wonder he was concerned about. Damon planted a kiss on Bonnie's pouty lips and smiled at the teen while Bonnie wasn't looking. He was a man and a vampire; it was his duty to stake his claim.
Jeremy merely rolled his eyes while Bonnie playfully pushed Damon away. She knew what he was doing. The vampire smirked at her, and then turned around to open the door. He cautiously walked in, testing the barrier. When he could walk in, he sighed. "Yep, everyone's dead."
Bonnie rolled her eyes, and stepped in, feeling a little uneasy, followed by Jeremy. "Damon, I think we should pack up the grimoires. They spent years collecting them; I want to make sure they're safe."
Jeremy started to rifle around in the packed boxes while she stopped at Luka's burnt body. She wanted to look away but she knew facing her problems were better in the long run. She looked at Damon who was beside her. "Damon, can you make sure he's buried?"
"Why not get a match and finish the job?"
"Damon…" Bonnie warned.
He put his hands up defensively, "Fine, it was just a suggestion." He grabbed a blanket and covered the corpse. He watched Bonnie rifle through the grimoires. "What are you looking for, B?"
"Before Jonas died, he showed me a grimoire that contained a spell. It would let me harness the energy that is given off when a witch dies violently."
Jeremy's interest piqued. "So if you can harness enough power, you can defeat Klaus?"
"Yes, but I need the place where they were massacred."
Damon smirked. "That's was the place I wanted to show you. I know where it is but I didn't want Katherine to overhear. She may think she's fooling us but I know damn sure she's on a different agenda."
"So do we have to go through all of these books?" Jeremy asked. There were a lot of books here; it would've taken them forever.
"Not quite." Jeremy and Damon both watched as Bonnie opened her palms, facing them towards the bookshelf. The bookcase rattled as she concentrated. Bonnie opened her eyes and held out her hand, watching as the book flew into her awaiting hand.
Damon and Jeremy were impressed by her display of magic. "Found it."
Damon grabbed an empty box and sped around the room, picking up the rest of the books. Finishing, he looked at Bonnie and motioned to the door. "After you, little witch."
She smiled and led the way out of the apartment, grimoire in hand. Jeremy followed but was stopped by Damon. "I'd be careful if I were you, Gilbert. I could accidently trip you on the stairs. You of all people should know how painful dying is."
Damon left Jeremy standing there by the doorframe as he whistled a merry tune going down the stairs. Jeremy made sure Damon was a good feet down the stairs before he followed. Damon had a glint in his eyes that meant business. He knew the ring would protect him from death by stairwell but the dying part was something he'd rather not experience again.
Caroline arrived to an empty home. She hardly blinked an eye to it because she had gotten used to it years ago. Tiredly, she grabbed her cell phone and called Matt. She needed to explain to Matt what happened. When she got his voice mail on the first ring, she started to worry.
Speeding upstairs, she quickly took a shower and changed. She tried Matt's phone again but received no answer. She groaned in frustration. Something was up and she needed to tell someone. She automatically dialed Bonnie's number but hesitated when she was about to call her. Damon would be with Bonnie and she did not Damon to kill her over the mistake she made.
Gradually, she called Stefan, knowing he would see reason. She dialed his number and waited for him to answer. It rang three times before someone picked up.
"Caroline, what's up?" Elena asked.
"Hey, Lena, can you put Stefan on? It's important."
"Sure."
Caroline heard the phone being shuffled before Stefan's voice filled the speaker. "Caroline, is everything okay?"
"No, Stefan, it's not. Last night I told Matt about me being a vampire and he freaked."
The blonde could hear Stefan groan on the other line. She knew she messed up big time. "Where is he?"
"I've have no idea. I've tried calling him but he won't answer his phone. You won't tell Damon, right?"
Stefan ran a hand through his hair trying to calm himself down. "No Caroline I won't. But you need to find him and calm him down. If you need to, compel him. Is he on vervain?"
"Sometimes, when I have the chance, I slip it into his food or drinks, but I didn't get to last night."
"Do you have any idea where he might be?"
Caroline thought about it for a while before she gave Stefan an answer. "Oh, he's working the catering shift at the Lockwood's today, I'll try there and hopefully he's calm enough to talk to me."
"Good, call me when you find him."
"Thanks, Stefan." Caroline said as he pushed the end button on her phone. Heading downstairs, she locked the front door and got into her parked car. Driving, she called Matt's number and groaned when she received the voice mail again. She really did not want to go to the Lockwood's again and face Tyler. She did not regret last night with him but she really did need to find Matt. He could expose her to the whole town and worse, to her mother. She still remembered the look he mother gave her when she found out. It was something she did not want to go through again.
Damon led Bonnie and Jeremy to the place where he hadn't visited in over a century and a half. If it was under different circumstances, he wouldn't even come ten feet near this place. It held a lot of painful memories. But Bonnie was the only reason he led them here. She was the key to ending Klaus and this place would accomplish that.
"Was Emily Bennett killed here as well?" Jeremy asked, breaking the silence.
Damon scoffed at the question. "My old man and the town thought it was poetic to have her burned where the other witches were burned."
"Damon, how did you know where this was?" Bonnie asked. She knew only a little about the deal that was forged between Damon and Emily.
He glanced at Bonnie, fully intending to tell her the truth. "I tried to say her. Emily was my key to saving Katherine. I should've known that would bite me in the ass. Emily and I had our differences but no one could deny the raw power she could wield."
Bonnie gave him a pondering look. Damon had tried to save Emily? Granted it was for Katherine but Damon's tone suggested he had respected Emily even though such a thing was unheard of during the Civil War era.
They continued walking towards a decrepit and abandoned plantation house. The house looked desolated. Even from the distance, Bonnie could sense the humming of great power. She closed her eyes and felt a slight wave of magic washing over her, silently calling her to the house.
Jeremy looked at the house and it was not quite what he had in mind. "Are you sure it's the right place?"
"It is. I can feel the power calling to me, inviting me in." Bonnie said, causing the two males to look at her. Absentmindedly, she led the way to the house, following the strand of magic. Once she arrived at the front door, Damon hurried and opened it, a true southern gentleman.
Bonnie stepped in, fully aware of the atrocities committed in this house against her kind. She stopped, mildly feeling the anguish of her ancestors.
"Something's wrong." She said in a worried tone.
Jeremy laid a confronting hand on her shoulder, indifferent to the murderous glare he was getting from Damon. "What do you mean?"
"I'm not sure. I can't put my finger on it."
The impulsive vampire walked through the rest of the bottom floor trying to spot out what was disturbing Bonnie. He turned back to face the two but found himself unable to move. "Bonnie?"
The witch quickly turned towards the pale vampire. "Yeah?"
"I can't move."
To their horror, a ray of sunlight shined through the cracks, illuminating Damon. The usually pale skin started to turn a sickly patchily red. Damon's skin started to burn, painfully. "Bonnie, my ring's not working."
Bonnie closed her eyes and concentrated on removing whatever was nullifying the magic of his day walking ring. For some reason, someone was blocking her counter magic. "Damon, I can't remove it." Bonnie cried, unable to release him.
Loud whispers echoed around Bonnie. She focused on what they were trying to say to her. "Damon, they want to know why a vampire dares to set foot inside this house."
"I'm the protector of the Bennett lineage!" Damon yelled in agony, the burning becoming more painful. There was nothing to protect him from the onslaught of the sunlight.
After a moment, the spell that had been keeping him in place had been lifted and the enchantment on his ring had been reinstated, protecting him once more from the deadly sunlight. Bonnie sighed in relief as he stared to rapidly heal.
"Screw you too Emily." The vampire shouted into the uninhabited house, cursing the deceased witch for interrogating him with tortuous means.
Bonnie ran up to Damon, making sure that he was really okay. "How do you feel?"
"Like I nearly became a burnt, shish kabob. A little blood play with you and I'll be good as new."
Damon smirked and Bonnie rolled her eyes at his innuendo. Jeremy felt really uncomfortable at the thought of Bonnie and Damon actually sleeping together. He cleared his throat, gaining the couple's attention. "I'm just going to go. Bonnie, will I see you later?" The teen asked, hoping he'd get a yes.
The witch sadly smiled. It was hard seeing the pained look on his face. "Yeah, sure."
The blue-eyed vampire growled in response but was happy to see Boy Wonder leave. He was a useless addition and had to be watched out for at all times. A dog could do a better job than him.
Bonnie watched the teen leave. She knew Damon did his little displays on purpose to get the teen to leave. As soon as Jeremy was out of earshot, she was going to reprimand Damon when she sensed overwhelming power. She hugged the grimoire tightly and tried to pinpoint the exact location.
"Damon, it's coming from upstairs."
The young witch followed the stream of magic upstairs until it led her to a room. When she stepped in, her stomach tumbled at the agony she felt here. "Damon, this is it."
Standing in the middle of the room, Bonnie closed her eyes and held the grimoire open. The pages flipped open and landed on the page she needed. She opened her eyes and looked at the vampire next to her who was wearing a concerned look.
"Little witch, are you up for this?" Damon asked in all seriousness. He had faith in Bonnie and her powers but he wanted to, above all else, make sure she was going to be safe.
"Are you worried about me?" She asked, emerald eyes twinkling.
"Bonnie, I worry about you all the time. If you haven't noticed, you tend to take risks."
Bonnie smiled at him. It was such a relief to hear him say that. She turned towards his chiseled pale face and lightly kissed him on the lips. Damon entwined his hands in her chocolate curls and kissed her passionately back, mildly afraid that he was going to lose her.
Bonnie slowly broke the kiss, with a smile on her face. She stepped back in the center of the room and Damon, all the while, kept a close eye on her, ready to react in a moment's notice. The sound of her voice in chant stated off normal but the pitch grew in volume. He felt the power coming off of the witch in waves.
The monster in him was warning him about this. It sought to take her away from this place but he didn't act on it. Bonnie was okay for the moment. It was until Damon heard Bonnie stop chanting that he became bothered. Her eyes had closed and she was quietly sobbing. The vampire grabbed her arm, shaking her.
"Bonnie?" Damon called out to her but she didn't respond. He grabbed the book out of her hands and tossed it away from them, thinking it would break the connection. He gripped her face with both hands trying to turn her focus towards him. Her green eyes gazed into his icy blues but it seemed that she wasn't actually looking at him.
Tears started to run down her copper cheeks and she screamed. Damon tried to move her but was met by a strong force. It pushed him back into the wall, effectively pinning him there. "Bonnie!" Damon screamed bloody murder but the vampire was unable to do anything.
Bonnie felt the pain the witches felt as they were being burned alive for their 'evil' sins. She experienced the licking of the flames as they engulfed her and the agony of slowly but surely dying. She suffered the same death until the connection broke between them and her.
Damon felt the restraining power give way and quickly sped over to Bonnie. He caught the exhausted witch before she collapsed to the ground. "Bonnie, look at me." He said caressing her skin.
The witch was breathing heavily as she slowly opened her eyes. Damon, with his heightened vision, saw that her eye color had changed to that dark, midnight green he saw when she had first awakened after releasing the tomb spell.
"Damon?" She asked shakily.
He embraced her fiercely, fearing that if he let go, he would lose her. The coolness of his skin against hers was gratefully welcomed. After experience intense heat, his own cooler temperature calmed her down, temporarily making her forget.
After what seemed like forever, Damon kissed her forehead hoping that whatever the witches had forced her to experience had gone away. "You always make me scared." He said, with softness to his voice.
"I'm sorry Damon." She reached up to kiss him on the cheek, trying to show him that she appreciated his concern for her. A smile appeared on his face, Bonnie was safe and that was all that mattered to him. He grabbed her legs and picked her up, not bothered by the squeal of protest Bonnie gave him. He headed towards the Boarding House, determined to get as far away from the house with all of its history he had with it.
Elena and Stefan were on the couch when Damon arrived carrying Bonnie. Both Elena and Stefan got up only to be dismissed by Damon.
He carefully laid the pregnant witch on the sofa, determined to make her relaxed. He sped from the room and not two seconds had gone by before Damon returned with a blood bag for Bonnie. She smiled at him before ripping the bag open, craving the thick, red liquid.
Elena waited until the brunette was finished before she encased her in a bear hug. "Bonnie, what happened." The tall brunette asked.
"I channeled the power of all those witches. I felt them die, over and over again."
Stefan watched the two and smelt the air. Bonnie's scent was so much potent and powerful than it was before. He glanced at his brother, wondering if he smelt the change in her scent. Damon saw Stefan casually sniff the air around them and nodded slightly at his nonverbal question when he glanced at him. It took everything in him not to sink his fangs into the sweet skin that was unique to her.
The two girls, unaware of the brothers' quiet conversation, were conversing with themselves. Elena wanted to know everything that had happened. "What do you mean you felt them die?"
"In order to channel their energy, I had to relieve their suffering."
The room was quiet at the witch's words. Elena's face fell at the pain her best friend went through in order to keep them all safe. She hated being a cursed supernatural occurrence. "Bonnie, is there any side effects or warnings about having so much power?"
Everyone turned towards the witch at this question. She didn't want to tell them, most of all Damon, that the witches warned her about the dangers of harnessing so much power. "Just the residual emotions of the massacred witches. Nothing that I can't handle."
Damon's eyebrows rose at Bonnie's response. She was hiding something and he knew it was something to worry about. His thoughts were interrupted by the approaching figure of his sire. Katherine walked into the room with an air of confidence. She knew something was up when the group got quiet at her arrival.
"Don't stop talking on my account. Weren't you taught better manners than that?" She said to the group.
Damon, the eternal asshole, smirked at her comment. "Weren't you?"
Katherine glared at Damon, letting him know his comments didn't mean a thing to her. "You know after I delivered you the dagger, a moonstone, and a werewolf to kill Klaus, I still don't get why you won't let me in on everything."
Bonnie, Elena, and Stefan stayed quiet while Damon just stared at the heartless bitch. "Let me clear something with you. Just because we haven't set you on fire in your sleep doesn't equal mutual trust. You played Stefan and I against each other and tried to kill me and my witch. The list goes on and on. So don't think you're absolved from your sins with some pathetic attempt at trust and honesty."
The brunette vampire felt her fangs itch at his statement. "Don't think you're the pious person yourself Damon. Let's not forget how the witch became pregnant in the first place."
Damon's facial features shift instantaneously to reveal his monstrous side. In a split second, he sped from the resting area to where Katherine was. He roared at his maker but was pushed back into the wall by Bonnie.
Katherine smirked at his useless efforts and turned away. She grabbed her leather jacket where it was hanging from a chair, slipping it on. She turned towards the group. "Fine, be that way."
The group watched her walk out the front door, releasing a breath they didn't even know they were holding. Bonnie got up from the sofa and walked to where Damon was currently being held in place.
"Bonnie, what the hell?" Damon roared at the witch for immobilizing him.
"Damon, pissing Katherine off is one thing but making her mad is another. Who knows what she's up to and what's she may do now."
The vampire thought she had a point. He did have a tendency to piss people off to the point where his actions bit him in the ass later. He could automatically recall five people who pissing off had serious consequences. Bonnie released the vampire and watched him fall to the floor, recovering immediately. She held out a hand to him, smiling. "Will you escort me to my house? I need to pick up a few things."
He scoffed at her question but grabbed her outstretched hand. "Like you have to ask. Little brother and doppelgänger don't wait up."
Bonnie waved at the couple as Damon led her impatiently out the room and out the house. Stefan and Elena looked at each other and for some reason burst out laughing. They both saw how whipped Damon had become towards Bonnie and neither of them ever thought of such a thing happening. Elena recovered first and leaned over to Stefan. "Stefan, would you like to escort me to the Lockwood luncheon?"
The quiet, reserved vampire kissed her temple, smiling as he did. "I would be honored."
The vampire got up and grabbed her hand, pulling the brunette from the sofa. As the couple walked out of the house, they both hoped that Katherine wouldn't do anything in retaliation to Damon's actions. The last thing they needed was Katherine to deceive them.
Caroline had pulled up to the Lockwood Mansion. She looked around hoping to see the familiar red truck but sighed when she didn't. Hurrying out her car, she ran up the pristine, decorated steps when she bumped to a hard chest. She was about to apologize when she looked up to see she bumped into Tyler.
The young werewolf had smelt Caroline's scent when he was talking to his mom. He had hurried to catch her in an effort to talk to her about last night and her abrupt absence this morning. When she bumped into him, the images of last night clouded his thoughts.
"Caroline, hey where's the fire?" He asked, trying to ease the tension between them.
The blonde vampire stiffened. Shit! She thought as she stared into Tyler's coffee colored eyes. She knew there was a good possibility she'd run into him here but she didn't think it would be so sudden. "Hey, Tyler. You didn't happen to see Matt anywhere did you?"
Tyler's face fell at the mention of his friend's name. He knew Caroline was vulnerable last night and he shouldn't had acted on his feelings. But seeing her deflect from the subject made him feel shitty. Caroline saw the way he looked at the mention of Matt's name and she had to mentally slap herself. "Tyler, I know we have to talk about last night but I need to find Matt. He knows about me being a vampire and I'm afraid that he'll tell my mom. I promise you we'll talk later."
The werewolf's face lit up at her explanation. "Okay. No I haven't seen him but Elena and Stefan just arrived. They're in the reception area."
Tyler moved out of the doorway to let Caroline enter. She whisked past him and her unique scent filled his nostrils. It overloaded his already heightened senses and he felt the animal in him awake. He knew it was wrong to covet something that already belonged to someone, especially if the someone was his best friend but Matt didn't understand Caroline anymore. Now they were two completely different species.
Granted they were too but to him, it didn't seem like they were. They were… special. With his enhanced hearing, he heard his mother calling for him for his help. He grudgingly went to help her but a part of him wanted to go up to Caroline and kiss her senseless.
Caroline walked through the grand, decorated hallway determined to find Stefan and Elena. She felt like things just escalated in a matter of hours. She walked into the reception area and sure enough Stefan and Elena were holding hands, a simple affection that said so much. Caroline walked up to them, determined not to let anyone overhear their conversation.
"Hey guys."
"Hey. You have any luck finding Matt?" Stefan asked.
"None. I'm worried. What if he tells someone? What if he tells everybody?" Caroline panicked, fearing the worse.
Stefan, being the calm headed brother, tried to calm the young vampire down. "Caroline, calm down. Don't worry, we'll find him and make sure that doesn't happen." He turned towards Elena, hoping she would know something. "Can you think of anywhere he might be?"
The brunette shook her head. "I'm sorry, Care. I have no idea. Matt wasn't the type to run."
Caroline whined at the situation before her. "This was not the way things were supposed to go! Matt was supposed to be okay with me being honest with him and we were going to be the next cute vampire/human couple."
Stefan and Elena passed a look towards each other. Elena was going to respond but she noticed Tyler kept glancing at Caroline. She smiled and turned towards her friend. "Um, Care. I don't know what happened between you and Tyler, but he's been checking you out on the sly."
Caroline's blue orbs widen and Elena was sure that if Caroline was still human, she'd be blushing furiously. "What happened between you two?" The brunette asked.
"We, we, slept together last night! I felt so bad after Matt stormed out and I needed comfort. One thing led to another and you know." Caroline blurted. It was so hard to face the couple after telling them that bit of information.
Stefan rubbed the back of his neck, signaling that he was sort of uncomfortable with the girl gossip in front of him. He cleared his throat subtlety, hoping that they could get back on a subject he felt at home with. The two girls rolled their eyes at his 'subtle' move. Elena looked at the people that were already gathered in the dining room and she turned to the blonde. "We'll help you look for him. I just got to do this first."
The blonde sighed and nodded. "Call me when you're done. I'll be out looking for him."
The two nodded and watched the blonde leave. It was hard seeing Caroline suffer because of Matt's rejection of what she was.
"Do you think he'll come around?" Elena asked.
Stefan intertwined both of his hands in her own, and then kissed her temple. "I hope so. You did."
Elena smiled at his statement. She did come around. To this day, she swears that it was the best decision she would ever make. Now if only Matt could see it too.
Damon stood with Bonnie out on her porch. He'd been dragged here with her for some purpose she still hadn't mentioned to him. "Tell me why are we here again?" Damon said impatiently.
Bonnie smiled at the irritability that was evident in his voice. "Damon, as much as I adore the Boarding House, nothing there is mine. I just want to bring some of my stuff to call my own."
Damon sighed at her comment. He guessed that some of her words held some truth. Besides he knew women liked to claim their territory. "You women and your obsession with marking your claim."
Bonnie raised an eyebrow at his statement. "Really? You want to go there?" She asked.
The vampire thought about it before he responded. "With guys it's different. When we say it, it's a form of chivalry. When women say it, its borderline obsessed and creepy".
The young witch just laughed at his statement and Damon took the opportunity to kiss her full on the lips. She melted into his kiss, savoring the lust and passion Damon seemed to pour into every kiss they'd share. Bonnie felt cool hands up and down her body pausing only to caress her protruding stomach and her enlarging breasts.
The witch pushed Damon back slightly and smiled when the vampire groaned. "Why must you stop me when we were getting to the best part?"
"Because Damon, you'll end up spoiled." The witch said placing a chaste kiss on his lips. She turned to unlock the home that had never felt like home. She opened the door and stepped inside. The house had looked exactly like it did when she left, meaning her dad hadn't come home yet. Bonnie shrugged her shoulders. There was nothing she could do to fix what had been broken for a long time.
She was about to go upstairs when she heard Damon clear his lips. "Little witch, I think you're forgetting something."
She turned and found Damon still waiting on the porch. She had forgotten that he had to be invited in. "I'm so sorry Damon. You may come in."
With those words, Damon felt the barrier give way. He stepped in, cautiously at first. He looked around and followed the witch upstairs. When she entered her former room, he watched as she glanced at her things, sadly remembering that this wasn't her home anymore.
He wrapped his leather clad arms around her waist and kissed her neck, nipping the skin faintly. "Hey cheer up. You have me and I think that counts for a lot."
A faint smile appeared on her face. Damon was right, she did have him and she had her friends. That was all that really mattered. "I think you're right. Now help me pack."
She wiggled out of his embrace and left to find an empty box. The blue-eyed vampire watched as she left the room. He took the time to look at her many mementos that were scattered around the room. Her mirror consisted of numerous pictures that included her, Blondie and Elena. He saw pictures of Bonnie with her father when she was younger but none of them were past the age of ten. It made him think of his own family life before he 'died'.
His father was an asshole but his mother was a true southern belle, a true lady. Even though he never blamed Stefan for her death, he couldn't help think if she never got pregnant, he wouldn't have lost her. He had to shake away the thoughts from his mind. It was a long time ago and he was glad he had a brother like Stefan. He always managed to clean up his messes and never killed him over them, though he tried.
His phone rang disrupting him from his thoughts. Fishing it out of his pockets, he looked at the caller id wondering what was wrong in the dramatic life that was called Mystic Falls. "Hello?"
"Damon, I need you to come to the Lockwood Mansion as soon as you can. We have another vampire attack. It's John Gilbert." Sheriff Forbes said, panic evident in her voice.
"I'll be there in a few minutes." Damon said hanging up the phone. He hated the everyday supernatural bull that always came with this town. He watched as Bonnie came in the room with an empty box. She saw the look he gave her and she realized something came up.
"What is it this time?" She asked setting the box down.
"Liz and Carol found John Gilbert's body. He was attacked by a vampire. I'm guessing either Isobel or someone else."
Bonnie sat down on her bed, her feet starting to hurt from being on them for a while. "Promise you'll come back."
He strode over to her and kissed her temple. "I'll always come back for you."
With that, she felt a breeze and realized that Damon had sped away from her. The pregnant witch exhaled deeply and lay back on her bed. She believed, with her entire being, that Damon really cared about her. She closed her eyes, fatigue quickly catching up to her. As she drifted off to sleep, she thought about the impulsive vampire with the icy orbs that had claimed her heart and her soul.
Dejectedly, Caroline walked up the steps to her porch. She had spent hours looking for Matt to no avail. She simply could not find him. Calling it a night, she opened the door to her house knowing her mother wasn't at home, she never was. Standing in the middle of the living room was none other than Matt.
Cautiously, she walked up to him but paused when he stepped back. He was still afraid and terrified of her. "Matt….," she started but he shook his head.
"Your mom let me in. I found out about how they covered up Vicki's death."
"You didn't tell her anything else, did you?" Caroline asked, hoping and praying that his answer would be no.
"No I didn't. But I need to know more about Vicki and about you."
"Matt, I'll tell you anything you want to know."
The blonde teen ran a shaking hand through his locks and sat down on the sofa. "Have you ever tried to attack me?" He asked her bluntly.
"Yes, but only in the beginning. It was hard being around you because I couldn't control my hunger. I attacked you in the woods and I made you forget. I promised myself that I would stay away from you but I couldn't."
"How did you become a vampire?" he asked bluntly.
The blonde sighed and thought of the best way to tell him. "I was suffocated but I had vampire blood in my system. When I died, it helped me transition into a vampire."
"Is that how Vicki became a….." Matt struggled with the words.
"I really don't know the whole details about that. Elena didn't tell me everything about what happened."
Matt's eyes shot up at his ex-girlfriend's name. "Elena knows about this? Is she a vampire?"
"No, Elena isn't a vampire. Damon, Stefan, and I are vampires. That's it. Elena and Bonnie are human but Bon's in a different category."
"I don't understand. What do you mean 'different category'?"
Caroline bit her bottom lip. It was hard to explain this to someone who was not a supernatural. "Bonnie's a real life witch."
"And you're going to tell me Tyler is, I don't know, a werewolf." Matt said, scoffing.
Caroline tucked a stand of her hair behind her ear, clearly nervous. "Actually, that is exactly what Tyler is."
Matt put his head in his hands. It was unbelievable. His 'friends' were nothing but freaks. They were the reason that his only sister was dead. Caroline saw how he was conflicted with himself. She tried to put a comforting hand on his arm but he shrugged her off of him.
The teen got up, unable to accept the new information. "I'm all alone."
"Matt, you are not alone."
"YES I AM!" The teen shouted, scaring Caroline a little. "My mom doesn't care, my sister's dead, all my friends are liars, and you… you're..."
"Matt, I'm still me. I'm still the same Caroline you knew since we were little. I love you Matt, so much. I am really sorry about Vicki."
"This is too much. I can't even stand to look at you right now. I don't want to know this
Caroline felt herself on the verge of crying. This is not what she thought it would be. "Tell me what I can do to make this right between us. Tell me Matt!"
"Make me forget everything. You've done it to me before, do it again."
"No, Matt. I won't do it, I can't."
The golden haired teen shook his head. He needed her to do this. "Caroline, please. I don't want to look at you and see what I'm seeing right now."
"Matt, we can work…"
"CAROLINE, MAKE ME FORGET!" He shouted.
"Ok" she whispered. She slowly walked up to him, and looked him straight in the eyes, compelling him. "You will not remember anything about vampires or about me being a vampire. You will also not remember anything about Bonnie being a witch or Tyler being a werewolf."
Caroline cried as he repeated everything back in a hypnotized voice. She watched as the compulsion worked. "Caroline what am I doing here?"
"Matt, you were just here to talk. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"
"Sure." Matt smiled and kissed her cheek. He turned and left out of the house. The blonde watched him leave and waited until he was a good distance away before she broke down in tears. She wasn't meant to have Matt accept her as she was and that hurt even more. It nearly shattered her already dead heart.
Matt walked down to the end of the block where a parked car was perched on the corner. He got in and closed the door behind him. "I did what you asked. I drunk that vervain stuff and I went over there and got her to tell me everything."
Sheriff Forbes looked at the teen and patted his shoulder. "You did good Matt. I know this wasn't easy but I'm glad you told me what happened last night. I want you to tell me everything she said."
Matt ran a hand through his hair. "It feels like she died."
Sheriff Forbes couldn't contain her harsh demeanor. The pure thought that her only daughter, her only child had become something so evil, the creatures she had sworn to kill had led her to tears. "She did die."
With that, the two drove away, both thoughts reeling. Matt, who had loved Caroline with all of her faults, now saw her as a monster, a creature capable of killing. Liz, who had loved Caroline even though she was always busy with work, now, saw her as an unfeeling, unflinching monster of evil, capable of only death and destruction.
Damon sat in the study sipping a well-aged glass of bourbon. The day's events left him drained. First Isobel and that sneaky, manipulating bitch Katherine kidnapped Elena and took off with the moonstone. Second, he had to carry John's sorry carcass home with him to find out answers only to find out that Isobel double crossed him too.
When they found the only foreclosed house in Mystic Falls, Isobel was already long gone. The only thing that had remained was Isobel's stuff. The only good thing that came out of today was that Bonnie was successfully able to channel enough power needed to stop Klaus and Isobel is forever out of his life.
He heard footsteps and turned around to find Bonnie walking towards him. "Lost in thought?" she hesistanatly asked.
He gulped back the bourbon, felling warmth as it burned its way down is throat. "You could say that."
Bonnie sighed at his negative behavior. She made her way to the sofa and sat down next to him. Copper hands tugged on his shirt making him look at her. "Hey, it's no one fault. How could we know Isobel and Katherine were working together?"
The vampire stared into the intense midnight green eyes that held so much emotion. He stroked the smooth skin of her cheeks. "Still….."
Bonnie hushed him by putting a finger to his cool lips. "Remember Elena and I are still needed for the ritual. With this power boost, I doubt Klaus would try anything."
"Speaking of newly channeled power, how do you feel?"
"I feel like regular old Bonnie but different at the same time. Instead of a humming, I feel it throbbing beneath my skin. Everything's a bit brighter."
She didn't want to tell him the other thing that came with the power boost she received. It would only worry him further and he had enough problems to deal with. Damon bent down to kiss her when the door opened and Stelena came to interrupt his fun.
Stefan and Elena came by the couple and found them in an awkward position. "Um, are we interrupting something here?" Elena asked.
"When are you not?" Damon sneered which earned him a glare from Stefan and Elena and a punch in the arm from Bonnie. It didn't hurt but the message behind it was crystal clear.
"Anyway since you both are here, there is something we need to discuss." Damon said, directing his gaze to the brunettes. The girls looked at each other, unsure about to what the 'discussion' entailed.
"What is this about?" Bonnie asked the two, concerned.
Stefan looked to both of them before he spoke. "Elena, your house is not safe for you. Stefan and I have discussed it and we are going to keep you both safe."
Damon disappeared and reappeared holding a stack of documents. He handing it to the girls, watching their eyes widen as they read the title. "Damon, Stefan, this is the deed to the Boarding House." Elena said, shocked.
"Yes, as soon as either one of you sign it, it becomes yours." Stefan said.
"Isobel had the right idea about a safe house. We need a place where vampires can't waltz in." Damon said rubbing Bonnie's arm.
"Elena, you should be the one to sign it. It would be better if it was in your name." Bonnie said, causing everyone to stare at her.
"Bonnie, you actually live here. You should be the one to sign it." The tall brunette said. True she was always here but Bonnie literally lived here, it would be wrong for her to sign it in her name.
"Please, just trust me on this, Lena. Just sign it, okay." The witch pleaded. Damon looked at her warily but didn't voice his opinion. He would corner her later.
The witch got up, avoiding everyone's stares. She had her own reasons why she didn't want to sign it and they should leave it at that. She got up a flight of stairs before she felt a flutter travel through her stomach. She gripped it and let out a small cry of surprise. She looked up to see Damon with concern etched on his face.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"It's not hunger pains, I can tell you that. I-I think the baby just kicked." Bonnie said, at a loss for words at what she just described. It was an odd sensation but it was conformable at the same time.
The normally talkative vampire was rendered speechless. She moved his hand to where the fluttering was most prominent. He felt the small jab under his hand and a smile graced his frozen features. The little kid was making himself known to him. It made the pregnancy even more real to him and made him feel a little scared. This was something new to him, something out of his expertise. He was accustomed to blood, gore, and death. But he would be damned if he turned out like his father.
Katherine woke up to an unfamiliar room. The last thing she remembered was being in horrific pain and then, darkness. The centuries old vampire was angry at being double crossed, especially by one she trusted. She should've known better.
She heard chanting and looked at the warlock who attacked her doing something to a man. While he was distracted, she quickly ran to the front door only to have it sealed from her being. A powerful barrier was erected around it, preventing her escape. The brunette turned to face Alaric, who looked someone different, somewhat sinister.
"Alaric, what the hell?" She asked confused.
Alaric smiled at her and grabbed her head with his hands. "Hello, Katerina. I've missed you."
Katherine's eyes widen in shock. Realization dawned upon the five hundred year old vampire. "Klaus." She whispered.
"Yes, my lovely, in the flesh."
A/N: Omg everybody, I loved the season finale! I was blown away when Sheriff Forbes shot and killed Jeremy. Oh and the whole Stefan/Elena/ Damon drama? One, Elena knew she was wrong for kissing Damon. Damon will find out what Stefan did to save him and he is gonna feel majorly guilty. I wonder what the consequences Emily spoke of. I just can't wait until the third season starts! I always want to hear what your thoughts on this chapter. I was a little disappointed with myself writing this but I just had to get it posted. I've let yall waiting far too long. I would love to know what you think of this chapter. Reviews are like ice cream in summer. You crave it and once you get it, you want more. It's just that good!
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