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Cecilia POV

I felt the vervain leave my system, leaving me weak and disoriented. I slowly sat up. I was in a small stone room. There was a door with bars. The floor, walls and ceiling were just dusty stone. I heard a creak and turned my head towards the door. The man from the other day, Stefan, was standing outside the bars.

"Stefan? What is going on?" I asked, not quite understanding.

"We have some unfinished business with your siblings. This is a way for us to make them bow to our demands." Stefan said. I started getting a little anxious. Was they going to hurt me.

"Are you going to hurt me?" I asked, hoping that he would just leave me alone.

"No, we're just keeping you here until your siblings deliver some stuff." He said. I looked to the floor. I knew what they were after.

"You won't get them, the white oak stakes." I said. Stefan looked at me suspiciously.

"Why, may i ask." He said.

"Because Klaus burned them. Yesterday. He wanted to keep them from you." I said. Klaus had told me what to do in this kind of situation. We had been around for a long time and of course, people had tried to hurt my siblings through me. I knew that my siblings really didn't care what I told people. I bet I could tell New York that we were vampires, and they would still love me. Klaus had always said, that I should say whatever my captors asked. He always said that the most important thing was me being safe. I was always a little annoyed at my siblings for the overprotectiveness that they had towards me. I had been so caught up in thinking that I hadn't seen that Stefan had left.

Stefan POV

I raced up the stairs. I needed to talk to Damon. If the Mikaelsons didn't have the stakes, we had nothing to trade for their sister. This would leave us vulnerable to an attack from them. Again.

"Damon, we have a problem." I said.

"What, Stefan." Damon said in his slightly annoyed voice.

"Klaus and Elijah burned the stakes. We have nothing to ask for for their sister." I said.

"Then kill her." Damon said, as if he was talking about a bug.

"For one, we don't have anything to kill her with. Two, then we would have real trouble. Why don't we just give her over to the Mikaelsons." I said.

"Then we would show weakness. Let's keep her for a few days. Just to get Klaus sweating a little." Damon said, putting on his usual smirk.