xRachealxBrowniex: I love Alison too she's just got so much sas
CWTV-Teenwolf-Lover: Well read to find out ;)
Guest: Literally same. I wasn't originally going for a relationship like that but it kind of developed on its own. And as I re watch the series so I have a fresh look for when I write it shows more and more with each flash back. Like when I wrote this chapter, this episode had the flash backs to when Damon and Stefan's father found out Katherine was a vampire. And the one specific scene when Damon caressed Katherine's cheeks when she had her vampire face on reminded me of the scene when Alison did that to Damon.
AngelicReaper13: I glad you like Alison, she's pretty awesome. Here's your update X3
Alison entered the grill seeing as it was the weekend and she had nothing better to do, she was supposed to be meeting up with Caroline and Bonnie, but they seemed to be running late. She sighed taking a seat at the bar and compelling the bar tender to bring her some drinks.
"Bourbon? And it's not even noon." Tyler teased sliding into the seat next to her. She sighed, taking the glass from the bar tender with a small smile.
"Never stopped me before," She shook her head, taking a large gulp of the amber liquid. "Listen, sorry about the other night I kind of just… bailed on you and it wasn't cool."
"It's fine." Tyler tried to wave it off but Alison wasn't having it.
"No, it's not. It's just there was this thing with my sister and Damon and just everything-" She was cut off by a pair of lips on her own. Her eyes fluttered shut as she allowed him to kiss her. It was short and sweet nothing to heated. As Tyler pulled away Alison let out a sigh.
"Tyler…"
"I'll see you later." Tyler quickly cut her off causing Alison to arch an eyebrow at the boy as he got up and walked away. Alison bit her lip slightly tracing the rim of her cup lightly with her finger.
'Ooh, what's got you all smiley?" Caroline asked in a sing song voice as each girl slide into a seat on either side of Alison.
"Nothing," Alison let out a deep breath and turned to Bonnie. "But I heard about you and Ben." She wiggled an eyebrow at the Benet witch with a small smirk. A huge smile over took Bonnie's face, causing her to groan and drop her head in her hands.
"They have a karaoke date for the night." Caroline put in, leaning on her arms so she could see around Alison and grin at Bonnie. Alison frowned slightly.
"Karaoke? Really?" Bonnie groaned again.
"It was the only thing I could think of, and he was more than happy to go." Bonnie quickly defended herself causing both Alison and Caroline to laugh.
"So what about you?" Alison asked Caroline once her laughter calmed down. Caroline sighed and bit her lip a light pink tint across her cheekbones appeared. "Caroline." Alison pushed.
"Matt and I kissed."
"What?" Bonnie and Alison both exclaimed in shock.
"How? When? Where?" Alison listed off quickly shaking Caroline slightly. "I need details."
"Okay, okay," Caroline chuckled and pulled Alison's hands off of her. "It was after the dance, and I was mad so I stormed away. He followed me in his truck and when I refused to get in her got out and just kissed me."
"Aw, she's blushing." Alison teased poking the pink cheeks of the blonde beside her. Caroline smacked her hand away with a half-hearted glare.
"Excuse me," The three turned around to see Stefan there with a polite smile. "Can I borrow you for a moment?" He questioned taking Alison's arm gently. Alison arched an eyebrow confused but got up and followed him off to the side.
"What's up Stef?"
"I'm going to the school tonight. Jeremy gave the journal to the history teacher." Stefan explained simply, his hands in his back pants pockets.
"Okay, so what time do we leave?" Alison questioned, shrugging her shoulders slightly.
"We?" Alison nodded. "No, Alison, I'm going by myself I was just keeping you updated. Like I said I would."
"Well, now I'm coming. I can help without directly helping," Before Stefan could argue any further on the matter Alison smiled and patted his arm. "Meet you there Stef." She winked before turning and heading back over to Caroline and Bonnie.
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At the Mystic Falls high school Alaric is in the schools teacher lounge making copies of the journal. Once done, he takes the printed pictures and tucks them away into his locker. When the locker is shut securely he heads back over to his classroom, where he starts reading over some homework. A person walks by the door drawing his attention.
"Hello?" when no one responded her got up and peeked out the door into the hallway. "Hello? Someone there?" Once again no one responds so Alaric dashes back to the teacher's lounge and pulls a duffle bag out of his locker. Out of the duffle bag he pulls out an air compressed gun and loads it with a wooden stake.
Alaric hid against the wall by his open classroom door before ducking in and shooting the stake. Stefan, how was standing at the teachers desk catches it with ease. Alaric's eyes widen as he tried to reload it, but someone pulls it from his hands. He turns to see Alison with the air compressed gun, flipping it around in her hand with an arched eyebrow.
"You shouldn't have one that." Stefan says menacingly and shoves Alaric into the desk. Alison rolled her eyes at Stefan's showy manner.
"Cut it out, Stef."
"Have a seat." Stefan gestured to one of the many desks. Alaric hesitated but took a seat anyway as Alison examined the gun.
"Is this compressed air, impressive," Alaric didn't respond just looked between the two with wide eyes. "Did you make it yourself." Once again he didn't respond.
"Who are you?" Stefan instead asked, sitting down on one of the desks. "I'm not gonna hurt you, unless you try that again." Alison scowled sitting down in the chair to the desk Stefan was sitting at.
"He won't hurt you at all," Alison spoke sweetly. "We just need you to answer some questions." Alison handed Alaric the gun as a sign of peace.
"Now… who are you?" Stefan repeated his question.
"I'm a teacher."
"Are we gonna have to do this the hard way?" Stefan threatened, causing Alison to sigh as she face palmed silently.
"I'm also a historian," Alison peeked up from her hand as he spoke. "And while researching Virginia, I- made a few discoveries about your town."
"So you show up like Van Helsing?" Alison arched an eyebrow in disbelief.
"Come on, tell the truth." Stefan added.
"My wife was a parapsychologist. She spent her life researching paranormal activity in this area. It was her work that led me here." Alaric explained. Stefan leant forward, his elbows on his knees as he rubbed at his chin.
"What are you leaving out?"
"Nothing." Alaric defended himself quickly.
"Yes you are. What is it?" Stefan said in a more demanding tone. Alaric sighed, fiddling with his fingers.
"My daughter's here. She was given up at birth and I came to find her." Alaric explained his eyes not leaving Stefan's, feeling the intense gaze from Alison.
"Who's your daughter?" Stefan asked confused. Alaric didn't respond only glanced over at Alison briefly. Stefan's face grew more confused as he looked between the emotionless face of Alaric and over emotional face of Alison. Then everything clicked. He cleared his throat at the sudden awkwardness of the situation.
"What about your wife?" Stefan asked changing the topic.
"Dead. A vampire killed her." Alaric answered, all too eager to get off that topic.
"Where's the gilbert journal?" Stefan asked changing the topic once again.
"What do you want with it?" Alaric answered his question with a question of his own.
"Where is it?" Stefan repeated with more force.
"It's on my desk." Alaric finally answered.
"No it's not." Both Stefan and Alison answered not even looking over at the desk. Alaric looked over at his desk confused, only to see that it wasn't in fact on his desk.
"It was on my desk." He shrugged.
"How long have you been aware of me? Of Alison?" Stefan asked, aware that the teacher had known they were vampires prior to this little exchange.
"I learned just recently. What about your brother?" Alaric asked.
"You met Damon?" Alison asked perking up in her seat slightly, her eyebrows knitted together in confusion.
"Who do you think killed my wife?" A frown etched it's was on Alison's face at that.
"Are you certain it was Damon?" Stefan double checked, seeing the way Alison had reacted.
"I witnessed it."
"If you're here for revenge, this is going to end very badly for you." Stefan explained, not in a threatening way but almost as in a warning.
"I thought you just said that Damon…" Stefan started but Alaric quickly cut him off.
"Yeah. I saw him draining the life out of her. He must have heard me coming. He just… disappeared. So did her body. They never found her." Alaric explained with a grim look on his face.
"Damon can never know why you're here. He'll kill you without blinking." Stefan told him seriously.
"I can take care of myself."
"No you can't." Alison scoffed looking away, a slight shake of her head. Stefan sighed and stood up.
"I'll be right back." Stefan looked between Alison and Alaric almost hesitant to leave, but with a small nod from Alison he flashed away.
It was silent, and awkward. Alaric shifted around in his seat not knowing what to say. Alison soon got fed up with the silence and stood up making her way over to the desk.
"If you waiting for some teary reunion you're not gonna get one," She glanced over her shoulder at her teacher/father whatever. "It's not exactly my thing."
"I wasn't," Another silence fell over the two. Alaric sighed as he wiped his hands on his pants and stood, walking over so he stood beside Alison. The brunette looked away not wanting to meet his gaze. "But I do want to talk. So you just let me know when you're ready."
"Okay." Alison whispered nodding her head slightly. Stefan than chose that moment to walk in. Both snapped their attention to the Salvatore.
"You ready to go?" He asked, leaning up against the doorframe. Alison glanced back at Alaric once before nodding and following Stefan.
"Did you find anything?" She asked following him down the hallway, heading for the parking lot. Stefan touched the papers that were tucked away into his jacket and shook his head.
"No. No I didn't."
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At the Gilbert house Elena and her Aunt Jenna were searching through a box looking at old Gilbert relics while Damon and Jeremy sat at the couch paying a video game. They heard the clicking of a key in the doorknob and both Damon and Elena shot up.
"That's Stefan and Alison." She muttered under her breath and both of them went over to the door just in time for it to open. All four teenagers exchanged looks before Damon couldn't bear it anymore.
"Well?" Alison and Stefan shared a look before glancing at Jenna and Jeremy who were peeking over at the four. Elena sighed motioning for everyone to go out on the porch and closed the door behind them.
"He didn't have it. It was gone when we got there." Stefan explained as soon as the door was sealed shut.
"Who took it?" Damon asked.
"I don't know." Stefan shrugged, crossing his arms.
"You know what, it's that teacher. There's something really off about him." Damon accused causing Alison to scowl slightly.
"No, he doesn't know anything." Alison quickly defended. Damon peered over at her curiously causing her to shift uncomfortably.
"Somebody got to it right before us." Stefan quickly drew the attention away from the brunette which she was grateful for.
"Who else knows about it?" Damon asked, running a hand down his face. Everyone then turned and peered through the window at Jeremy who went back to playing his video games.
"No. Damon, leave him out of it!" Elena ordered, but Damon didn't listen and began walking into the house.
"Why what's the big deal?" Damon glanced back at Elena over his shoulder before heading into the house.
"Damon!" Elena shouted following him inside the two were followed by Alison and Stefan.
"So…" Damon sat on the arm of the couch next to Jeremy. "I heard you found a really cool journal from back in the day. Who else did you show it to?" Alison sighed sitting on the other side of Jeremy while Stefan and Elena stood behind him.
"Huh?"
"Don't ask questions, just spill." Damon ordered causing Jeremy to chuckle lightly.
"You're kidding me right?" Jeremy looked around at the four surrounding him.
"Oh, I wish we were." Alison muttered leaning back into the couch.
"Jer, did you tell anyone other than Mr. Saltzman about Johnathan Gilbert's journal?" Elena questioned gently from behind him.
"Why is everybody so obsessed with that thing?" Jeremy muttered to himself confused.
"Who else did you tell?" Alison asked her little brother with an arched eyebrow.
"Just that girl Anna." Jeremy answered confusing everyone except Damon.
"The hot, weird one?"
"Yeah." Jeremy chuckled, nodding his head.
"Wait, who's Anna?" Stefan asked confused.
"That's what I want to find out," Damon replied. Elena's phone rang, she gave everyone an apologetic look before ducking upstairs to answer it. "How do you know her?"
"I just know her. She wants me to meet her at the grill tonight." He added.
"Perfect," Damon clapped his hands and stood up. "I'll drive. Come on."
"O-okay." Jeremy replied uneasily and followed Damon out of the house. Alison sighed, flopping backwards onto the couch, peering upside down at Stefan.
"I'm gonna go check on Elena I'll be right back." He told her before bounding up the stairs. He entered just in time as Elena hung up the phone.
"Where's Damon and Alison?" Elena questioned upon seeing her boyfriend.
"Damon left to track down Jeremy's friend Anna, see if anything's there and Alison's downstairs.' Stefan replied going over to the radio and turning it on and up.
"Aren't you going to go with him? If he gets to the journal before we do, then…" Elena trailed off and Stefan pulled out a stack of papers.
"Doesn't matter." He spoke lowly so Alison couldn't hear them. Elena flipped through the pages curiously.
"It's a copy of it." Stefan explained sitting down on the window seat next to Elena.
"How did you get it?" Elena peered up at him confused.
"Well, Mr. Saltzman made a copy and was kind enough to loan it to me." Stefan shrugged with a small smile.
"He did?" Elena asked unconvinced.
"Not exactly, but I got it." Stefan admitted causing Elena to chuckle softly. Both start quickly flipping through the pages trying to find where the grimoire is.
"Here's a reference he wrote about Emily," Elena tapped Stefan arm before reading aloud. "The Fell family believe it should be I, not them, who protected the witch's spell book. Bit I feared she would haunt me from hereafter. They mock my fear but it was Giuseppe Salvatore who-" She cut herself off and peered up at her boyfriend
"IS that your father?"
"Yeah," He muttered taking the paper from her and continued where she left off.
"It was Giuseppe Salvatore who removed my fear. He told me he would protect the secret of the spell book. He said he would carry it to his grave…" Stefan trailed off his brow furrowing in confusion.
"I know where it is." HE muttered. Suddenly the door was opened and a laughing Alison came walking in.
"So Aunt Jenna totally just wiped out…" She trailed off, a frown replacing her smile as she saw the two hurriedly hiding some papers. "What's that?"
"Nothing, Ali, just some project I was working on." Elena quickly lied. Alison, not buying it, flashed over to them and snatched a couple of loose papers and read over them.
"This is a copy of the journal, does Damon know you have it," Neither of them spoke, refusing to meet Alison's eyes. "You lied to me, to Damon. He trusted you, both of you." Alison threw the papers back at them, backing away slowly, disappointment in her eyes.
"Alison you don't understand, I can't let him release her." Stefan took a step forward grabbing her arm. She quickly yanked her arm away from him.
"I have to go tell him." She muttered running a hand through her hair.
"Alison-" Stefan tried to call her name, but it was too late she already flashed out of the house before their eyes.
…
Having searched for at least an hour, high and low for the older Salvatore she finally gave up and stopped at the Grill pulling out her phone and dialing the all too familiar number.
"I'm kinda busy here." Damon answered his phone.
"You're right, you just continue whatever it is your doing. It's obviously not as important as the fact that Stefan and Elena are planning to double cross you." Alison replied sarcastically, crossing her arms even though he couldn't see her.
"What?" He spoke after a long silence.
"They had a copy of the journal all along, they were going to go get the grimoire without you." She explained somewhat sad for the man.
"Where are you?" he finally asked.
"The Grill." There was rustling of paper on the other side and a sigh.
"I'll be there in a few minutes." Alison nodded even though he couldn't see her and hung up.
When he finally arrived the two headed for the cemetery, Damon having informed the brunette that it was in his father's grave. When they arrived Elena and Stefan were standing by the open grave with a very older book that appeared to be the grimoire.
"Well, what do you know?" Damon announce his presence causing the two at the grave to jump slightly. Damon's lip curled up in a snarl as Alison looked away biting her lip. "This is an interesting turn of events."
"I can't let you bring her back. I'm sorry." Stefan apologized but it didn't seem like he meant it.
"So am I. For thinking for even a second that I could trust you!" Damon nearly shouted, jabbing a finger at his brother.
"Oh. You're not capable of trust. The fact that you're here means that you read the journal and you were planning on doing this yourself." Stefan accused.
"Of course I was going to do it by myself, because the only one I can ever count on is myself! You made sure of that many years ago Stefan. But you…" Damon's voice got softer as he looked over at Elena.
"You had me fooled." He said, his voice full of hurt. Alison placed a hand on his arm but he quickly jerked away causing her to snap her hand back to herself and look away.
"So what are you going to do now? Because if you try and destroy that, I'll rip her heart out." Damon said, pointing a finger at Elena. Alison looked up at him shocked.
"You won't kill her." Stefan said in a knowing voice. Damon nodded but then vamp sped over to Elena pulling her into a choke hold.
"I can do one better." Damon bit into his wrist and force fed it to Elena.
"Damon!" Alison shouted taking a step forward, her eyes wide in panic.
"Give me the book, Stefan, or I'm snapping her neck. Then you and I will each have our own vampire girlfriend." Damon looked between Alison and Stefan
"Let her go first."
"The book!" Damon shouted, pulling his wrist away from Elena's mouth.
"I'm not going to give this to you until she's is standing next to me." Stefan spoke in a way that let no room for arguments.
"Problem is, I no longer trust that you'll give it back!" Damon shouted not budging. Alison looked at her teary eyed sister then to the grimoire. She flashed over to Stefan's side and snatched the book form him.
"Give me my sister Damon." Alison demanded holding up the book.
Damon locks his gaze with Alison's fierce one and slowly let's go of Elena who jumps into Stefan's arms, staring at Damon terrified. Stefan holds onto Elena as the two walk away. As soon as they're gone Alison flashes over to Damon's side.
"Are you okay?" She asks gently.
"No, I'm not okay!" Damon snapped, causing Alison to flinch slightly. "Quit acting like you had no idea about this little plan of theirs." Damon whispered fiercely, and accusingly. Alison took a step back hurt.
"I'm not acting? I honestly thought they were helping you, and when I realized they weren't I came a told you, that's all I've ever done," Alison poked his chest roughly. "All I've ever done was be on your side Damon!" She shouted.
"I never asked you to be on my side!" Damon retorted, gesturing to himself.
"I'm so pathetic," Alison whispered, running a hand though her hair. "All this time I've been beating myself up because I thought it was me who ruined everything for you. But it's not me. It's you," She gradually got louder, taking menacing steps forward.
"But I'm done. I'm done putting my happiness before yours. Good luck in finding Katherine and getting the hell away from me." She spat shoving the grimoire into his arms and stalking off.
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Alison found herself in front of the Lockwood mansion, with a deep breaths he flashed to the familiar window and knocked lightly. It took a second but soon a light was flicked on and the window was opened. Tyler peered out at her confused.
"Alison, are you okay? Come in." She stepped inside quietly looking around. She looked over at Tyler and before she could stop herself she smashed her lips to his.
"Alison?" He looked at her confused as he pulled away.
"Don't talk." She shook her head and pulled him back in for a steamy kiss, letting out all her frustration and anger.
Oh no…. I'm horrible. Making Damon and Alison fight even more. I've driven her to Tyler. XD Anyway I hope you liked this chapter and don't worry there's a good reason for everything.