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Dark World 8: Trust Is Earned

Chapter 6:

Hawaii's Story: What Happened To The Others.

Jason Batemen's POV August 7th, 2030

In the past seventeen years I've come to accept the bizarre parts of the world. When we first got here I made a few efforts to stay in touch with Ingrid. Over the months she invited me to her wedding, but I declined since something told me it wasn't smart. Over the course of the years we drifted out of touch. Every now and then I'd get a Christmas Card from her, Luke, Derek, Clay, Quinn, Nathan and Rhetta. They were all family, even though Nathan And Derek were the only ones related to two people. Nathan was Clay, Luke's adopted son, and Quinn's child. Derek was Luke and Ingrid. Rhetta acted as a grandmother for the kids and a mother to the adults. She was their guide. For whatever reason, we fell out of touch and I didn't speak with her again until 2023, when the New American President and the King of England sent Luke and a few others back to America. Ingrid cried and cried. She seemed certain that Luke wouldn't be returning. Something about the Dharma Initiative. I remember shaking my head.

"Ingrid, why are you calling me?" I asked.

"What?" she sniffed.

"I haven't spoken a word to you in years." I said.

"We were friends, though." Ingrid said small.

"We hung out a few times Ingrid, but that was ten years and six months ago."

She hung up the phone and I sighed. Rihanna and I had become closer friends and she'd gone to teach Music at a local HawaiianHigh School. She wanted to make a difference this time around. I walked outside and Emma Stone and Jennifer Lawrence waved at me. I smiled and turned the other way. I walked outside my apartment complex and looked around. The nearest bar was across the street. I went in and didn't come out for four hours. I was told later that Jennifer Aniston had to drag me out. We winded up falling asleep talking that night. Every time I closed my eyes though I saw Katherine Pierce's face. Her brown eyes and fierce brown hair. Sometimes I thought she was a vampire and bit me. I'd wake up in a cold sweat after seeing her fangs.

After a few days I received word that Luke had died in a plane crash with around twenty other people. They had fought off more zombies and the power went back off again. It would be another ten years before we could go back. That made me go back to the same bar and drink my sorrows. I hated myself for not staying friends with Ingrid. I knew she'd hate me for not coming to Luke's funeral. But no matter how hard I tried I couldn't go over there. I couldn't let myself. It was like the sheer thought of Katherine and Hawaii made me stay. Every time I wanted to leave I'd see Katherine and tell myself I had to stay. I screamed and threw a empty bottle at my apartment wall.

"Are you okay?" Jennifer Aniston asked during the airing of Luke and the others funerals through live TV.

A memorial was to be built in their heroic honor. I saw Ingrid's face on the TV and thought of how sorry I was. The truth was I didn't know how I felt.

"I don't know," I said.

She sighed and looked around the place. It had become a dump recently. Jennifer thought I had severe depression. That I was bound to commit suicide if I didn't do anything.

It wasn't until Ingrid went missing that I even considered suicide. The news said that Ingrid and a few others had been taken in the middle of the night and weren't seen from again. When that came across my TV…I looked at the gun in the dresser by my bed. It seemed like the right thing to do…What else was there? I was a mess. I cried and thought about how horrible I must seem. To never had even called Ingrid after Luke died. I screamed louder and took the gun. My hand shook as it connected with my temple. I thought about what I was doing. I could see Ingrid and her friends at the restaurant.

"You will always be my friend, Ingrid." I had told her.

I dropped the gun and picked up the phone.

"I need help," I said.

Jennifer came back that night and took me to a therapist. I recounted all of the events from America and now. How bad I felt about Ingrid.

"It seems to me, that this all ties back to your guilt for her." He said.

"I know," I looked down at the plush carpet of his room.

"I'm going to give you a dosage of pills, it should help with your depression." He said.

"Okay," I said reaching out for them.

"No, I'll be giving them to your friend." He said.

"Fair enough." I looked back down.

Six years have passed since then. It's now 2030 and every New American has just been killed in a Tuscan Fire. Jennifer and I have been dating but when she wanted to move to Italy I said I couldn't. I felt obliged to stay here. She was busy packing and looking for a place online now. I'd heard that Ingrid had come back and had been living on some Island where the dead people from the plane were still alive. They'd all come back, but two months later everything fell apart with Hurricane Patricia.

I felt better though, knowing they were all up in peaceful heaven. It felt…good to know their pain was over.

"I'm packed." Jennifer said.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't be, do you need anything before I go?" she asked.

"No, thanks." I said.

She nodded. I could hear the beach off in the distance. A wave crashed onto the rocks.

"System Purge, New American Citizens or Hawaiian Citizens?" A voice echoed across the threshold.

I looked at Jennifer Confused.

"Hawaiian Citizens." A female voice said calmly.

I looked at Jennifer and felt a pain in my heart. She flinched and fell to the ground. Around us I heard screams in the other rooms and outside a car crashed into the hotel. My vision blurred to the point I couldn't see. My body seemed to be racing through time.

When my eyes opened I saw the Earth through a window. Had we been kidnapped! I looked around and saw Ingrid with blood trickling from her arm. Next to her I saw Katherine and immediately remembered everything from Red River. How Katherine had told me not to go to England, how she had told me about Elaina and the others. That I shouldn't remember anything until I woke up.

"Are you Katherine or Elaina." I asked.

Everyone looked from me to her. She gaped and looked to two men next to her. Clearly they were vampries too.

"Where are we!" Emma stone screamed.

"We've just been taken out a a Matrix Machine, it's made it seem like we've been living a life when really we were just dreaming." I said.

I looked back to Katherine/Elaina.

Clearly something big had just happened.

I planned on finding out.