A/N I am so sorry I haven't updated lately! Things have been hectic in my life with school and moving and teachers being evil;) So here's a new chapter! Review! Sorry it's kind of short!

Chapter 12: Hunting

Elena looked at the clock on the wall, panicing. She knew it had never taken Stefan this long to come back from hunting. It was 2:21AM. Where is he? Oh, please God, don't let him be hurt or dead! She looked over to a sleeping Bonnie and tapped her shoulder. Bonnie startled awake and grabbed Elena's hand when she saw she was shaking.

"Elena? What is it," she asked and looked around for Damon.

"I'm scared something happened to Damon. Can you come outside and help me look for him," she asked her, voice shaking a lot.

Bonnie nodded, wrapping her arm around Elena's waist to steady her friend. They trugged out into the sleeting rain, calling Damon's name. Elena let out a heartbreaking sob when she saw Damon's jacket on the ground, ripped in various places. She dove for it, not caring that she got covered in mud. Something was wrong, something bad. Damon would NEVER leave Elena. Never. He loved her too much. Bonnie had seen into his soul. And, yes, he did have a soul. It was mostly dark but there was pink and blue and red lightd to it and all his thoughts were about Elena and how he would kill anyone that hurt her and who much he loved the way she was compassionate or how much he loved her in general.

Bonnie wrapped her arms around Elena, using Elena's love for Damon to try and locate him. She caught his essence near by and latched onto it. He was in the old church, chained up, being tortured by Katherine and...Stefan! That fucking bastard! He was going to kill his own brother just to get laid! That...URG! She'd kill him for a fricken Klondike bar! She made Elena look at her.

"Ssshhh, Elena honey. I know where Damon is," she cooed to her best friend.

Elena's face lit up with love and hope. "Is he okay? Where is he?"

Bonnie bit her lip. "Katherine and...Stefan have him, Elena. Their toturing him in the church."

Her face dropped and she sprung to her feet. "We need to get him. We need to call Alaric."

Alaric sat on is couch, sharpening a stake. There was too much vampires around lately. And...then there was Isobel. She had come back to town and threaten Elena and said crap to Damon and him. God he wanted to kill her. His phone started to sing "Asshole calling! Asshole calling! Better pick up quick so you can talk to the big asshole!" Ahh, fuck, why was Damon calling him?

He grabbed his phone, saying as he flipped it open, "What do you need, jackass?"

A female voice sounded apalled from the end. "God, Mr. Saltzman! Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

"Elena," he asked, voice shocked.

She sighed. "We need your help Rick. Katherine and Stefan took Damon."

He jumped out of his seat, grabbing his jacket. "I'll be right there."

SORRY I haven't updated lately! Chaos in my house right now! And the stupid writer's block likes to bite me in the arse! I will try to update sometime this week or this weekend! Please REVIEW!~Bree