A/N: Alright guys, there isn't much change here, just some housekeeping. Previous disclaimers apply.
~enjoy

Rebekah Mikealson

I pushed open the door of The Grill just as my phone rang. My spirits lifted immediately when I saw it was Bella.

"Hey I was just about to text you." I quickly glanced around the place, looking for a quiet place to sit and quickly spotted a stool by the bar. A drink would be a welcome distraction while I waited on my brother.

"Is it anything like Forks?"

"A bit. There are lots of clouds, but not as much rain. I definitely don't miss the rain." I plopped down on the closest bar stool and dropped my bag unceremoniously on the ground.

"Heard from your brother yet?"

"No, I texted him when I landed and I still haven't heard back. I expect to hear from him soon, though. He said he only needed me for a few days, maybe a week at max."
In the background of the phone, I heard a door shut.

"I've got to run. Jake just got here."

I relaxed a little. It was good to know that the shifters were keeping to our agreement.

"Let him know that my extra set of P. J's are in your bottom drawer if he decides to stay over." She was laughing hysterically into the phone. I guess the image of Jake in my tiny shorts and tank top were a bit to much for her. I faintly heard Jake ask what was so funny, which only caused her to laugh harder.

"Be safe Bell. I'll text you later." I put my phone down on the bar and grabbed the bartender's attention away from two customers at the other end of the bar.

"Martini, dirty." Hopefully this bartender could mix a good one.
Ironically, I hate planes. I love flying, just not locked up in a tin can. I glanced down the bar at the other two customers that chose to drink so early in the day. One had dirty blonde hair and was seated on a stool facing the bar, staring intently at his glass. The other had dark hair and stood, leaning up against the bar, while he talked. I took me a second to realize what was different about him. He was a vampire, the first one I'd seen in this small town.

As I took a sip of my drink, my phone buzzed. It was a text message from my brother.

Glad you had a safe trip. Stay away from the locals. They don't like me very much. I'll be in touch.

This was just like my brother. Drag me across the continent because he needs me, then make me wait on the sidelines till he's ready. I'd been on my own for a while now and I wasn't used to following anybody else's lead. I quickly pounded out a reply: We need to talk. Then I dropped my phone loudly on the bar and downed what was left of my drink. My phone buzzed again.

Later.

One word, that was all he could spare. I had half a mind to try and ruin whatever he had planned. For now, I would settle for making him mad. I looked up, hoping to catch the eye of the handsome vampire down the bar, only to find him halfway over.

"So, what has you drinking like a fish?" He leaned up against the bar beside me.

"Older brother." I glanced at his glass, which he promptly downed. "You?"

A smirk spread across his face. "Younger brother."

I chuckled. "Know where a girl might find a little trouble?" I had only been here for a couple of hours and I was already bored. There was no way I was going to sit at this bar and wait on my brother.

"Definitely." He signaled the bartender for a refill and stared at me.

"Great. I haven't done anything dangerous in a while." Maybe I'll just jump ship and handle this myself. It would serve my brother right, to be cut out of the fun.

"You might get hurt." He downed his new drink. I just smiled.

"That just makes it more exciting." I grabbed my purse and headed for the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" He tossed some cash on the bar and came after me.

"You are going to take me somewhere I can have a real drink." He was studying me again, trying to figure out if he could trust me. If he was on my brother's bad side, then he didn't have much of a choice. He was going to need all the help he could get.

"I'm guessing you're in the '67 Camero out front?"

He introduced himself as Damon and by the time that we had pulled up at the house, I had successfully avoided answering any important questions about myself. Damon was practically boiling with rage as he slammed the car door shut.

He had successfully found out that I enjoyed listening to alternative rock, was currently single, hated animal blood, and preferred brunettes to blondes. It was hilarious watching his anger rise with each evasive answer. I could tell he was used to being told what he wanted to know. I glanced at the sign by the door: Salvatore Boarding House. I should have guessed.

"Damon Salvatore?" Damon and Stefan Salvatore, Katerina's lovers. I should have known they would be in a town with a Doppelgänger.

"At your service." He swept past me though the door and held it. I walked in and tossed my bag on the couch in front of a huge fireplace. I took a quick glance around. Thick drapes hung in front of the windows, dark wood encased the room, and burgundy accents were thrown here and there. It was very masculine, very broody, not really my taste at all.

Damon came back into the room with two glasses of blood and offered one to me.

"Are you going to tell me anything useful about yourself?" He really liked to lean against things. I didn't mind. I took my glass, sat on the couch with my bag, and admired the view.

"Nope." I made sure to pop the end before I took a sip of the blood. "I hope you left them alive, they taste delicious." I watched as he rethought his approach.

"What do you-" At that moment, his question was cut off because the front door was opened and slammed shut and a very angry vampire flew into the room.

"Damon! Why aren't you answering your phone? Elena took off with Elijah this morning."

I snapped to the new vampire at the mention of my brother. He had the Doppelgänger. I shook my head. It must be part of his master plan he didn't want to tell me about. I looked at the new vampire again. It must be Stefan. I can totally appreciate Katerina's obsession with the two of them now. Granted, she took it way to far, but still understandable. Stefan hadn't looked at me yet, but Damon hadn't taken his eyes off me once. At least one of them appeared to have some sense.

"Don't be silly Stefan. She's not stupid enough to do that. She staked him for crying out loud." I almost spit blood across the room. Elijah had been staked! What kind of plan was this? Damon took another swig from his glass. "And I wasn't answering my phone because I'm entertaining." He waved over at me with the hand holding his glass the other secured in his pocket, giving the perfect picture of indifference.

"Well, Elijah was gone this morning and I can't get Elena to answer her phone." Damon paused, put his glass down on the table behind him, then addressed me.

"Don't move." Then he was gone. In less than a minute he was back and in his brother's face.

"What did you tell her?" Wow, I really needed some popcorn.

The verbal spat that ensued reminded me a lot of NiKlaus and Elijah before this whole mess began, before we became vampires. Her name was Tatiana and both of my brothers were madly in love with her. She'd had a child with another man, but that didn't matter to either of them. They fought over her till the bitter end. I think that was why father chose her for the ritual. He hoped that her death would bring my brothers back together. That was his biggest mistake. My brothers never forgave him. Elijah told me he was daggered somewhere at the bottom of the Atlantic. That had made my century.

"Can you guys just pause this for just one second?" They both turned to look at me, having momentarily forgotten that I was in the room, their hands around each others' throat. I never got to ask my question though, because the door opened yet again.

"What're you guys doing?" Elena was obviously distressed to see them fight each other. They immediately dropped their hands.

The look on my brother's face when he saw me was perfect. This was the last place he expected to see me. The subtle shake of his head meant that he didn't want me to acknowledge our relationship. It was to bad he'd ticked me off earlier.
The tension was already high in the room. I couldn't help but add to it. I stood slowly, catching Elena's attention, and through her, the Salvatores'. Elijah's eyes begged me to keep my mouth shut, but I just couldn't resist.

"Let me make sure I have this right." I made my way over to Elijah and indicated Elena with my blood toting hand. "That tiny little doppelgänger," I watched Damon's eyebrows furrow at my knowledge, then I faced Elijah,"managed to dagger my favorite big brother." I punctuated my remark by poking him in the chest.

If I had been anyone but his baby sister, my head would have been across the room, but because I am, I just got an eye roll.

Elijah nudged his way past me and stood protectively between the Salvatores and myself. I rolled my eyes. Just because they got the drop on him, didn't mean they would get it on me.

"Tell them what you decided, Elena." Elijah clasped his hands at his waist trying to regain some of his threatening persona.

"I...um..." Elena looked at Stefan, but she was still trying to process my comment. Damon's mouth opened and closed a few times, his voice failing to function, while I shoved my way past my brother.

"Rebekah..." Elijah's voice was full warning. I scoffed at him. They were not a danger to me, at least, not yet. They were still recoiling from the news. Damon found his voice first. He slanted his eyes at me as I grabbed the decanter.

"Older brother?" he eyes were moving back and forth between us.

"Yup." I popped the end, causing my brother to wince, as the decanter clinked against my glass. Damon chuckled.

"Rebekah..." Elijah's voice was attempting to command my attention, but he was interrupted by Elena.

"Klaus is your brother too?"

"What?" Damon and Stefan spoke at the same time, equally surprised at this revelation.

"Half-brother." I plopped down on the couch. "Maybe you should explain, Elijah. It's no wonder they don't like you." Elijah began to make his way over to the fireplace.

"Only if you can keep your mouth closed, Rebekah."

Elena and Stefan sat down on the couch opposite me, while Damon stood behind me. I stifled a laugh at his oblivious attempt to block my brother and I from the door. He didn't have a snowball's chance in hell if we actually wanted out.

"Klaus, Rebekah, and I are siblings, members of the Original family. As I told Elena earlier today, the curse of the Sun and the Moon is fake. Klaus spread the myth as a way to find both the moonstone and the Doppelgänger..."

"But why.." Elijah silenced Damon with a raise of his hand.

"Please do not interrupt. There is a curse that requires the moonstone and the doppelgänger to break it, but it belongs to Klaus and Klaus alone. As my dear sister said a moment ago, NiKlaus is only our half brother. Our mother's lover was a member of a neighboring clan. A clan whose men turned into wolves during the full moon." Elijah paused waiting for the others to connect the dots.

"Klaus is a hybrid, both vampire and werewolf. The curse he seeks to break is one that was placed on him by the servants of Nature to suppress his werewolf side. If he succeeds in breaking the curse, not only will he be truly immortal, but he will seek to sire his own race of immortals."

"So, let's just dagger him and be done with it." Damon tossed his hands up in the air. Elijah rolled his eyes and put his hands in his pockets.

"When a werewolf is wounded by silver, it heals. An Original can not be killed by anything but white oak ash on a silver dagger. Do you see the conundrum the dagger presents?"

"Why don't we just turn her? It worked for Katherine." Damon was looking directly at Stefan, and ignoring Elena's look of outrage.

"Klaus killed her entire family, Damon. I'm not risking the lives of mine." Elena crossed her arms and looked to Stefan for support.

"It's her choice Damon. I won't make it for her."

"I'm sure that Klaus only killed her family because she openly defied him. We could make your death a very public accident, nobody's fault, everybody wins. Well, except for Klaus." Damon shrugged and took another sip of his drink.

"It's not like he can just find another one, Damon." Stefan was trying to reason with his brother.

"Why not?" I had to pipe in. Curiosity danced in Elijah's eyes as he searched my face. I looked directly at Elijah as I repeated the words he'd told me so many years ago."I mean, it is highly unlikely that the Doppelgänger bloodline consists entirely of only children. I'm sure there are more." I was momentarily distracted by my buzzing cell phone. I started digging through my bag attempting to locate the stupid thing. I'll never understand why the silent feature is so loud.

"I'll just take this, over there." I picked up my bag and walked into the kitchen. After dumping my bag out onto the counter, I finally found the phone. I picked it up and it buzzed again.

"Hey, Bell. Everything alright."

"They're coming back." Great. Just great.

"How do you know? Did he call?" There was no way that she could handle this alone.

"It was Alice. She called." O. K. That might be a little better. "Bek, what exactly are you helping your brother with over there?" She was trying unsuccessfully to hide the tremor in her voice.

"It's nothing important, Bell. I'll be home before you know it." Klaus needed to die quickly, so I could get back to Forks and deal with her ex.

"Hold on a second, Bek. She's calling back."

I walked back to the doorframe and attempted to figure out what plan my brother concocted.

"What if I told you I knew a witch that could channel that much power?" Elena knew a witch. That would be very useful. Hopefully my delightful brother wouldn't alienate her as well.

"Bek, you there?" Now, to find out what her old friend wanted. I ducked back into the kitchen.

"What did she want?"

"T...To warn me. I know I told you that they were vampires, but I didn't mention they were gifted. Alice can see the future. She was calling to warn me about a vision she'd just had that showed a vampire k...killing me." I felt my stomach drop. "She sketched him for Carlisle, and he recognized him. He called him Klaus. Does that mean anything to you?" Well, at least my two worlds now had a common problem.

"Yes, it does. Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

"It's just so weird. She said an hour ago everything was fine." I guess someone was planning to jump ship.

"I have to go Bell." Apparently, I had some ass to kick.

"I didn't tell her about you being a vampire. She didn't seem to know."

"Thanks, Bell." I hung up and rounded the doorframe, brandishing my phone at each person in the room.

"Now, which one of you decided to kill Elena?" I expected to see shock cross every face but one. I definitely did not expect that one to be Elena.

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