Vampire Diaries: Deathly Silence

Escape Route

Her presence wasn't difficult to miss; she'd always had that way about her. Damon's eyes became transfixed on Leena; no matter how much he wanted her gone she had a way of showing up at the wrong time. Leena's bare skin was still lightly tanned from her original life, yet now she seemed paler than she ever could have been, yet her eyes were dark and smouldering. The once light grey eyes she had, had vanished. Only the rage that was consuming her remained.

"What else could you possibly do, act like a coward again and run away, let's face it you don't look half bad from behind," The sour taste formed in Leena's mouth allowed her a moment to calm herself, and for the brief second she closed her eyes, it changed.

"I'm fed up of you showing up when you're not wanted now get the hell out of my house and leave, or I promise you this stake will plunge deep into your heart and I won't even blink," his words filled with demands and pure arrogance, he was typical. Leena's eyes were light as she stared back at Damon who'd grasped her throat tightly in his hand, if she tried to fight him off the stake he had pointing at her chest would instantly enter her flesh, she wouldn't have a chance of fighting him off in time.

"Fine, have it your way but I promise you Damon we aren't finished until I say so," with her final word Damon agreed to release her and the split-second he did Leena swiped the stake and forced the wood straight through Damon's stomach causing it to exit through his back, it only took a blink of an eye but before you knew it Damon was down, blood leaking from his wound. His hands were linked around the stake attempting to pull it, but he wasn't succeeding.

"Well, I guess I've done what I came here to do. I best be leaving, see you around Damon," as she walked to the balcony she prepared herself for the leap down, one glance back at Damon who was rolling in agony was enough to leave her happy and warm through and through.

"I don't think so!" the leap was perfect, Damon's arms locked around her waist forcing her down to the ground faster. They hit the ground quickly, Leena managed to stagger to her feet only to turn around to see Damon staring back at her, his eyes filled with fury.

"Can't you just let me leave and leave me the fuck alone!" lack of blood and all this fighting was beginning to take a toll on Leena; she was barely standing after the impact of hitting the ground. With the final bit of fight that Leena formed together she threw herself at Damon only hoping she'd be able to keep it up.

As she reached him, her arms were extended ready to crush whatever part of him she'd be able to get her hands on, for a moment she was more excited than she'd been in years.

"Fuck!" her hands clasped at her head, the fire burning through each section of her brain was unbearable, her screams were weak yet full of horrific sounds, each one higher pitched and painful.

Damon's eyes followed the side of the house that lead to the front door, Bonnie was walking over with her hand extended and her eyes focused. Her hate for hurtful vampires was burning through Leena's mind and for a second Damon sympathised, he'd been at the end of Bonnie's powers and it wasn't pleasant in any possible way, but now she was more powerful and she had the help of 100 witches.

"Make it stop, please! Make it stop!" her voice losing all urgency she was falling to the floor once more, and Damon took it as his moment to stab Leena with the vervain syringe. Any fight that was left in Leena simmered away quickly, she was out. Bonnie and Damon catch eyes for a split second being extra careful, but once it was known that Leena wouldn't be waking up any time soon Damon grasped her slender figure within his hands and threw her over his shoulder, Bonnie led the way through the maze of doors until finally they were outside the cell. He laid her down and moved swiftly through the door locking it tight behind him, he took one last chance to gaze at her. She lay weak and defenceless.

"Okay fill me in, who was that and what was doing trying to attack you in her undies?" that smile spread across Damon's face quickly once the word undies was mentioned.

"I haven't fought a vampire like that for a while, brings back memories." His thoughts running riot, Bonnie brought him back in.

"Damon, to the point please?" her voice full of urgency and wonder.

"I thought that was the point, anyway, her name's Leena. She turned up at Elena's house the other day and we managed to trap her only for her get free by staking me in the stomach the cow, and she obviously wasn't happy so she came back and you did your little mind thingy on her," his words swift and his normal tone was back.

"What was she doing at Elena's, why would she go there? Does she even know Elena?" the charming smile slipped from Damon's face and his eyes showed how truly curious he was.

"I honestly couldn't tell you, Elena hasn't said anything about her. She obviously hasn't said anything to you before otherwise you wouldn't be asking questions. How could she possibly know this vampire?" his eyebrows frowned, showing how his trail of thoughts were wondering down the wrong paths. A dead end no matter what he tried to wonder.

"Don't you think we should talk to her, I mean…"

"Wait, can you hear that?" Damon's finger was held lightly on Bonnie's lips keeping her quiet, until the shriek echoed through the halls of the cell.

"She's awake, how is she awake?!" his iced eyes were alert and furious, no vampire fought off vervain darts that easily.

"She's awake? But how is that even possible, didn't you have the double dose one in your pocket?" a swift nod from Damon and suddenly their eyes wondered to the door that lead to the cellar.

"Impossible."

"You know you didn't have to take me home, I could have drove myself," Stefan's smouldering green eyes shone when they looked at Elena, she was so stubborn.

"I know, but if I didn't take you I wouldn't be able to get any time alone with you until tomorrow and honestly, that just doesn't seem fair," he leaned towards her gently and pressed his lips carefully to her cheek, she waited until he began to move away when she turned her lips towards him and laid a small and gentle kiss on his cheek.

"Come on then, I should really let Jeremy know what's been going on," they climbed out of Stefan's car and made their way indoors, it was almost too silent, yet the lights were on.

"Jeremy, are you home?" a stab of worry hit Elena almost instantly, every time this house had been quiet there had been a reason behind it that someone didn't want to know about.

"Jeremy?" with Stefan's beckoning voice you'd think Jeremy would have shown himself, yet nothing. They moved quietly up the stairs keeping an eye out for anything unnatural looking or anything that might be out of place from its usual spot.

"I'll check his bedroom, maybe he's got his headphones in." with the way Elena spoke you would have thought you she was praying for Jeremy to have his headphones and for everything to go smoothly for just one evening.

As she pushed the door open it creaked only slightly to reveal Jeremy sat at his desk happily emailing away to his friends, his headphones firmly placed on his head, he had no idea Elena was even there.

"Jeremy, what the hell, will you turn your music down. Anyone could sneak up on you and the door was open," she threw his headphones down onto his laptop and his shocked face from the sudden contact was enough to almost make him scream.

"Jeez, okay I'll do it. Just next time make some noise before you do that," her sigh was the last thing he heard as she left his bedroom, typical boys.

"You should be thankful, at least he's okay. It's nice to see something's gone back to normal." As Stefan slid to Elena's bed she began removing her clothes and searching for her pj's which she was so desperately in need of.

"I know, it's just annoying, you'd think with everything that's happened recently he might keep his volume on the low and not put his headphones in, for once I wouldn't mind hearing his music," her eyes showed the true fear she was feeling.

"This house is just too silent, and with Alaric out of town it's even worse. I know he's taken quite a few of his weapons," her eyes flickered back over to Stefan who held Elena's velvet diary between his hands, he daren't open it. He knew better.

"He'll be back soon and you know it, he's been staying in touch with Damon almost every day, I didn't realise Damon couldn't cope without Alaric around. It's weird it's almost like my brother is showing signs of true humanity."

"I think he needed Alaric and he came at the right time, a friend. Anyway, enough drama about vampires for one night, please Stefan promise me he won't do anything to Leena. I don't think I could bear the thought of him hurting her," a quick nod from Stefan and she knew Leena was safe, at least from Damon, for now.

"Come on you, get your sleep," Elena buried herself in her huge bed sheets and laid her head on Stefan's chest and allowed herself to fall happily into an almost endless slumber, his chest rose slowly and repeatedly allowing Elena to fall asleep to the movement.

As Elena fell deeper into her slumber Stefan took his opportunity to sneak off and head back home, he had to plan what to do about Leena, they couldn't have another vampire wondering around the Gilbert house, there was already too many who had access to it.

"How's Elena?" Bonnie's was the first; Stefan had barely walked in the door before she was bombarding him with questions.

"She's fine; she doesn't seem to think any different. I'm just worried; she wants me to protect Leena. I honestly know nothing of this vampire," his eyes flickered curiously between the two, Damon's hand held firmly onto two glasses one for himself and one for his brother.

"Well don't worry; it's your lucky day. She happens to be downstairs right now, and what's even better is she seems to be immune to the vervain darts, we've shot her 7 times and each one has lasted roughly 3 minutes." It didn't take long for Stefan to realise what was happening, not only was this vampire a stranger, she was strong.

"She's older than us as well, I'm not sure by how many years but she has some power behind her, she just doesn't seem to be able to handle it."

"Basically her creator didn't help her, at all," a swift nod from both Bonnie and Damon proved him right, they'd been talking about this.

"So, would you like to see our guest?" Damon's hand pointed to the door which lead to the cellar, as Stefan took his first steps the shriek flowed from the hall way.

"What's wrong with her?"

"We don't know, she's been screaming every time we leave her. Bonnie stayed down there a while and she was fine, but as soon as she left..." it was almost impossible for Damon to try and process the emotions that Leena could possibly be feeling.

"I think she's lonely," Bonnie's tone was soft, she was sympathising strongly for the vampire, the same one she had to injure mentally to get locked up.

Once they reached the cell door, her eyes glinted upwards. She didn't need to look at the new face, she knew who it was.

"Stefan Salvatore," she laid her back against the wall allowing her body to show the toning she'd spent years perfecting.

As she moved Stefan's face twisted in wonder.

"How do you know my name? I've never met you," he didn't sound sure, he sounded curious. His eyes stayed locked on hers though her eyes only lay on Damon's.

"No, we've never met. I've watched you, only a few times, a vampire's life can get awfully boring at times I had to entertain myself somehow, plus watching that vampire fight for you, well she was so desperate how could I not watch you all?"

"All, who else have you been watching?" she allowed her hair to fall over her face, she felt the power, it tremble, it was flowing faster than before, strong and powerful.

Leena arched her back only for a second and then she leapt forward locking Stefan's throat in her grasp, her nails digging in deep leaking blood.

"I think you'd better let me go, I'm getting awfully hungry." Her eyes focused on Stefan's this time, she needed freedom, and she needed to keep moving.

"Get off my brother!" Leena's shriek of pain was a second too late; Damon had already forced the door open and slammed Leena against the back wall blocking her path to freedom.

"Don't you ever lay your hands on him again." Strength tore through his voice, he was furious but so was she.

"Why on earth should I listen to you, I got away once before don't think I couldn't do it again." Confidence, that was all she needed, she had to get free.

"I don't think so, I'm bored of your little games, and I know what you're playing at." He turned to walk away, as he did Leena twisted his arm around, forcing it behind his back and leaning him backwards so his ear was at her mouth.

"Don't get in my way Damon." Stefan soon forced her off, sending her crashing against the wall once more, one strap of her bra fell, broken.

Then Leena's eyes met with Bonnie's and for a moment she felt safe, she knew.

I don't know if it was due to her ancestors but she seemed so familiar, I remember Emily almost too clearly she was hard to forget.

How does she know, has someone told her about me? I know Elena hasn't said anything she would have told me right away, she'd never hide something like that from me. I knew her too well.

I could feel myself standing up and walking towards her, ignoring the chaotic mess of the Salvatore brother's that lay around me. Bonnie's eyes stayed fixed to mine, I felt safer as I got closer, and she was the one who could set me free.

"Please, stop." She held her hand out and something told me to listen, but she was my safety. I needed her help, I'd force it from her if I needed to.

"I need you to stay here; you'll be safe in this room. No one can get you," she sounded so sure, I knew Damon and Stefan were staring up at me as they got to their feet. I was shocked they weren't attacking again. It took everything in my body to stop me from moving any further, Bonnie's smile was small but reassuring, she knew I'd be fine and that was enough to keep me still. I walked back to the seat and relaxed once more, watching as Damon and Stefan carefully moved towards the door.

"Bonnie, what did you do?" her eyes flickered to Stefan who was the first to leave the room.

"I didn't do anything, she just knows," her smile had vanished and suddenly she seemed a little more troubled as she spoke to Stefan.

"Can we trust her?" Stefan's eyes never moved from Bonnie's face as he waited for an answer, but Bonnie's eyes glanced over at Leena, who sat quietly gazing over at Damon and for a moment Bonnie smiled.

"I think we can trust her, she won't be going anywhere anytime soon," with her last word she left and Stefan followed swiftly after, he didn't bother to glance back at his brother. He knew he'd follow soon enough.

I didn't want to catch his eyes but he was the only one left in the room, his eyes were a smouldering ghostly blue. I daren't move in case he would attack once more and that was something I wasn't physically prepared for.

"I don't want any more trouble from you, you've caused enough damage already." His words firm and immediate, he didn't look back, not once. As the door was bolted shut once more I felt the need to walk towards the door feeling every bone in my body pull me that way, I could feel Bonnie's presence still lingering in the house, and she wasn't going anywhere. Not now.

I didn't know what else there was for me to do, without Elena or Bonnie near me I felt vulnerable, weak and almost impossibly open. I needed to get away from this town, I needed to get out of this room, and no matter how much safety it held I needed space.

I had nothing left in me, I screamed. Its harsh echo sprinted through the halls catching their attention for only a second until they closed the door that led to the cellar.

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