*I own nothing [sad face], but if I did I'd make all your wildest dreams come true lol.*

A/N: Words cannot express how pissed I was at CW for cancelling TSC. Luckily I'll get my Chris Zylka fix from this somewhat crossover. Still pissed at CW though and I'm pissed at Julie Plec and her sucky writing why cant we vote her off the Mystic Falls island? Anywho here's the latest.

There Will Be Blood…

"Nick?" Jake gasped going to his brother. "What are you doing out of your room?"

"I needed some air." he choked out leaning his weight onto his brother's shoulders.

Jake noted his brother's sickly pale skin and gray lips. He was getting worse and worse by the day, and there was still so much to do before the means for the "cure" would even be in place.

"You're not strong enough to be moving around on your own." he reprimanded sitting the other blonde on the couch.

When he killed the witch back in Chance Harbor he made sure the witch's essence flowed into his ailing brother; but that was over 2 months ago. Nick was do for another recharge but Jake wasn't sure if anything like that would work again his brother would need something stronger; he needed that cure.

"What happened to you tonight?" Nick groaned weakly. "Whose blood is that?"

The older witch blinked finally remembering his gruesome night. After stabbing Mark he had a mini debate about either leaving the body there or dumping it into the woods. He heard someone earlier mentioning a Mystic Falls serial killer on the loose and how bodies were popping up in the forests and surrounding woods area so he went with the latter. Digging a shallow grave with his hands and laying his former friend inside.

"It doesn't matter. All that matters now is that we get you back to your normal self." Jake assured him getting off the couch. "I'm going to take a shower."

Nick grabbed his brother's hand seriousness laced in his dull blue eyes. "I don't want anyone else to die because of me."

Jake twisted his hand so that he gripped his brother's in a firm handshake. "I'm not going to let you die again. I don't care who I have to kill to assure you live."

The younger Armstrong pursed his lips releasing a curt nod. His brother was headstrong so there was no need to push the situation further. Jake would not give up until he was a healthy, thriving, witch as before.


Bonnie brushed her hair into a messy bun going over the days event. Damon was his usual arsenic self but Jake; he'd surprised her. He was much stronger than he initially let on and it wasn't because he could go toe-to-toe with Damon; it was because her magic barely even dampened his step. Exhaling she laid back into her bed pulling the covers around her body.

This was one of the moments where she really contemplated dropping off the face of the Earth. Couldn't she find at least one guy who had her best interest at heart? Was she forever doomed to be used? Maybe she was jumping the gun Jake seemed like a good guy so she wouldn't count him out yet.


Jake dried his hair slipping on a pair of boxers. The dried blood and dirt under his nails being the hardest thing to get rid of. If there was ever a time he was magically drained it would be now. Between the dual with Damon and erasing the Amanda girl's memory he felt as if he could sleep for days.

"Jake."

The blonde arched an eyebrow nearly jumping from the king-sized bed.

"Jake." the voice said again only this time it seemed closer.

"Cassie?" he asked back in disbelief. After the way they parted he figured he'd never hear from her again.

"I need you, Jake. I need you to come back." Cassie's voice said again in his head.

Jake bit his lip. "What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"It's beginning. I can feel the magic corrupting me."

she said softly.

"Why me? Why not Adam." he ticked off.

"Adam doesn't understand. He doesn't know what you know. I need you Jake, I want you."

He ran a hand through his hair already knowing he was going to help her. He had to, it was Cassie. Bonnie. Her name rang in his head like fog horn, he couldn't leave without making things right with her first. She was afraid of him, he could see it her eyes. He'd fix things with Bonnie first then go tend to Cassie.

"I'll come as soon as I can." he replied back.

"Hurry Jake, please."

her voice pleaded before dying out.


The next morning Bonnie trudged down the stairs of the big, empty house. Sometimes she'd forget the fact that she even had a father he was rarely home. When he was home is was if he was visiting, not like he resided there. She often wondered if he had a family and home elsewhere and never bothered to tell her. The weird thing was she wasn't quite sure if she'd care. Shrugging she continued on her path to the bottom level of the house staring at all the pictures on the wall.

"Crazy how everything could change in a year." she said to herself.

Once she reached the end of the stairs the doorbell rang. The haunting sound of chimes startled her at first. It wasn't very often she had visitors especially since distancing herself from the group of doom. Okay that was kind of harsh, Caroline and Tyler were okay. Emerald eyes rolled as she snatched the door open, she'd expected Jake but was greeted by an amused pair of piercing baby blues.

"Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Damon quipped eyeing her Betty Boop pajama shorts and tank top. The messy bun all but gone as wild curls encased her heart shaped face.

He'd never admit, but he thought she was most beautiful with the untamed mane and no make-up. Not that he seen her like that often, just on the off occasions where he happened to fly past her house, or happened to peep in her window while she would get ready for school. Of course, he didn't do that often.

"Why do you keep bothering me?" she drawled clutching the door knob tightly. "You're a vampire, you have supernatural hearing so I'm sure you heard me saying the words 'I hate you' and 'I want you dead' last night…and the night before that, and the night before that!" she hissed ready to slam the door in his face.

"But you always say that Judgey, its like foreplay for us." he smirking wriggling his brows. "And I think its about time we move on to the intercourse."

Bonnie twisted her mouth in disgust. "Go to hell!" she snapped before trying to close the door.

"Uh, uh, un." he tsked. "I'm pretty sure you'd like to hear what I have to say."

She stared up at him in defiance hating that he was so much taller than her. "The only thing I wanna hear from you is your screams when I'm lighting your ass on fire." she hissed beginning to close the door again.

"Elena's dead." he blurted watching as Bonnie halted her movements. "Well un-dead."

"Not falling for it." Bonnie spoke again. "I don't know why you would say such a thing, but seriously Damon this is even low for you." she sneered.

Damon lifted his hands in surrender. "Don't believe me come to the boardinghouse and see for yourself."

She closed the front door only to open it back up twenty minutes later to allow Damon to take her to the manor. Part of her wondered if this was another one of Damon's elaborate schemes to try to gain her forgiveness; or if he was trying to kill her again. The ride was oddly silent and when she did look at Damon his eyes were focused on the road. A light tick in his jaw.

The ride was shorter than she remembered and when he slid the gear into park she found herself afraid to get out of the car. Elena couldn't be a vampire; she couldn't. Not after everything everyone sacrificed to keep her alive. Not after everything she sacrificed to keep her alive.

"Cold feet?" she heard Damon's voice asked amusingly.

She flicked him off slamming his precious car door in the process. She smiled as he scowled at her tailing her inside the boardinghouse. It was odd being back here after so many months she thought taking the familiar path to the study. They had cleaned up well because when she left last the house was barely together.

"Upstairs Judgey." he voiced from behind her.

Bonnie turned on her heel now following Damon up the long stairwell. When they got to the third door on the hall Damon motioned for her to go in. Taking a deep breath she turned the knob finding Stefan, Caroline, and Jeremy around her bedside. Her and Jeremy locked eyes and at the anguish present in his she knew it was true. Elena as she known her was gone.

"How did this happen?" she questioned the group as she moved slowly to the bed.

Elena lay Bella Swan-ish on the queen-sized bed her hair slightly damp and curling. God she looked like Katherine right now as her olive skin paled. She didn't look dead; she looked as if she was sleeping. She looked peaceful.

"There's a new vampire hunter in town." The dark-haired vampire supplied. "That's the one who's "murders" me and Liz have been covering up.

"But why would he go after Elena?" Bonnie asked then felt stupid. Did anybody even need an excuse to go after Elena anymore? She was "the doppelganger" that was reason enough.

"Her blood is needed for hybrids and to stop the population of hybrids-"

"He killed her." Bonnie finished, interrupting Stefan.

"When did this happen?"

"Last night after your girls' night I dropped her off at home, but good ole Mutt needed a ride home from work and Elena came to retrieve him. Matt said some guy popped in the middle of Wickery Bridge and Elena swerved, lost control of the car, and they plunged into the river.

"Oh my God is Matt okay?" Bonnie said instantly as she felt tears brimming her eyes.

"He's fine." Damon said in distaste. "Blondie gave him the juice."

Caroline glowered at her "papa." "Shut it Damon. He's at home now Bon. He's just a little shaken up."

Bonnie ran both hands through her hair this was all too much to handle. "How do we know she's gonna wake up?"

"That bastard Klaus fed her his blood. They're connected in some way." Jeremy informed finally speaking up. His eyes never leaving his sister's still body. Bonnie's heart ached for him even more; the only person who detested vamps more than she did was Jeremy and now his sister was one. "He couldn't let his hybrid maker die, but he was too late."

"Wait, but Klaus is a hybrid how-"

"The werewolf gene can't be made witchy its genetic. I'm gonna need you to keep up on your Witcy-pedia."

She narrowed her eyes at him before her eyes went to a eerily quiet Stefan. Just by the look in his eye she could tell he was probably beating himself up inside for not being there for Elena. If he hadn't been trying to keep his distance from her than she probably could still be alive. Bonnie made a step to him, but stopped remembering all the hurt he and his brother caused her. Pride and maybe her sanity wouldn't let her comfort her old friend.

"Where is Klaus now? He has to be pissed about this." Bonnie questioned.

"Hunting the vampire hunter." Caroline blabbed catching the attention of everyone. "You guys know he practically stalks me." she defended.

A gasp came from the bed and all eyes went to the new vampire in town. Elena screamed as her eyes danced across the room. It was as if everything she seen was in 3D and her ears were better than surround sound. "Wh-what's going on?" she asked as her voice trembling.

Stefan stepped up sitting next to her on the bed. He didn't even have to say a word just the sullen look on his face told Elena all she needed to know. "No, no, no." she cried as he wrapped her in his arms.

Damon stiffened watching as the "soul mates" embraced. Stefan held her ever so gently repeating "I'm sorry," into her ear. He wasn't the only who felt guilty for not being there last night. Usually Damon wandered to the Gilbert residence, but last night he was so preoccupied with spying on Bonnie that he didn't have a chance. So when he seen her in a pissed off Klaus' arms lifeless his whole world crumbled.

Elena's doe eyes flashed to the other Salvatore as she squeezed Stefan tighter. His undead heart palpitated, it was happening. Her emotions were heightening.


Jake walked up the short driveway that led to the Bonnie's two-story colonial. He would be on the road in a matter of minutes, but he wanted to apologize to her first. He needed them to be on good terms. He knocked three times to no avail; he looked over his shoulder seeing that her car was still in the driveway.

He knocked one more time then heard a car pulling up in the driveway. At the sight of the Camaro pulling into the driveway he rolled his eyes. The vampire inside offered up a smirk as Bonnie got out of the car.

"Jake, hey how long have you been here?" Bonnie asked attempting to hide the smile on her face. Damon curled his lip in disgust watching as she encased the male witch in her arms. Jake lifted her off the ground making sure to press his arm under her ass so her sundress wouldn't rise up.

When Bonnie noticed that Damon had yet to pull out of her driveway she plastered on a fake smile. "Thanks for the ride, you're dismissed."

He scoffed refusing to move when he felt the familiar sting of aneurysms. "Fine." he gritted out pulling away from the house. He'd leave right now, but he'd be back.

"Where have you been I've been calling and texting you all day." he asked following Bonnie into the house.

"Sorry I had a family emergency with Elena and forgot my phone." she replied reflecting back to her day.

After waking up Elena had refused to drink blood to complete the transformation, but a plea from Jeremy made her comply. She felt something wet hit her cheek then a fingertip and glanced up to see Jake wiping her eyes. She hadn't even known she was crying.

"Is she okay?" he asked pulling Bonnie into a hug.

"No she's a vampire." she whispered letting out all the sobs she'd been holding in.

Jake decided to spend a couple hours with Bonnie before hitting the road. Once she was relaxed he told her about the short trip he had to make to Chance Harbor. Passing the "Thanks for Visiting Mystic Falls" sign he redialed his missed call.

"Are you making progress with the witch?" the man asked.

"Yes." Jake informed.

"Good. I think its about time we met."


Okay this is the roughest old draft ever lol but this is just a test update because ff dot net has been acting funky with me all day so although this story will be updated it won't necessarily be this lol.