A/N: Drama, drama, and even more drama this chapter!
By the time her eyes cracked open, the morning sun was far up in the sky, shining its rays down upon the Vegas world. The sudden emptiness was tearing at her heart, and at first, she had no clue why she was feeling it. Elena's arms stretched skyward, her fingers wiggling with unsettled excitement for the upcoming day. Drawing her arms back down, she tossed them to where the raven-haired, sex god should be sleeping soundly. But to her utter disappointment, her arm blatantly hit the sheets, alarming her immediately.
Did he honestly leave her once again? Her eyes wandered the room for a moment, not seeing the love of her life anywhere in the suite. She was so lost in the search for answers as to where he had left to, that she did not even realize the sound of the shower shutting off. The rush of the water was so soothing to her ears that she did not even bother to fully acknowledge it.
Bonnie shook her head at the thought of Jeremy passing out on her bed, resulting in her to use Elena's shower as to not wake him up. Stepping out of the shower, she swiftly dressed in a deep purple summer dress that she had grabbed from her own luggage. She then threw the bathroom door open and stopped when she saw Elena frantically looking around for Damon, "What's the matter?"
Elena nearly jumped from her skin by the sudden voice that filled the room. She snapped her head towards the voice, fully expecting him to be standing there, arms crossed over his chest with a wicked smirk plastered to his lips. But, yet again, she was disappointed by the greeting face of her friend. "Hi, Bonnie. You didn't happen to see Damon, did you?" She asked, getting straight to the point.
Bonnie shook her head, "Nope. When I came in here, you were by yourself."
Elena sadly nodded, her fingers lightly caressing the ivory sheets.
Bonnie immediately sat down, feeling prepared to tell her best friend about something that had been deeply bugging her ever since returning from the hospital, "I really need to tell you something."
She glanced over to her, her eyes questioning, "Yes?"
Her eyes immediately averted away from her gaze, "I had a vision."
Damon shifted in his seat, wondering where in the world Elena was, for he had left her a note on the bedside table. He read the note aloud in his mind,
My love,
I've gone out to pack my bags.
Meet you at the airport at 10:30.
Damon
The tip of his boot was nervously tapping out a broken rhythm, trying his hardest to steer away from the thoughts that she was kidnapped, or hurt, or lost. He shook his head, "She'll be here, she'll be here."
Glancing over his shoulder to do a head count of the entire group. "1…" He glanced to Matt, "2…" Then to Tyler, "3…" And finally, his eyes stopped on Caroline. The piercing blue ocean grew wide as he realized that they were missing four people. "How the hell do you lose four people?" He sarcastically asked himself before hissing towards Caroline.
"What?" She bitterly hissed back, eyes boring holes into his. He wanted to wipe that grim frown from her lips, to make her a fun person, but now was not the time.
Straightening his back he asked, "Where's everyone else?"
She glanced around, now fully aware that they were missing people, "They're probably in the back. We just can't seem them is all." She shrugged her shoulders before placing the headphones onto her ears to watch a film.
Even with the added suggestion, he still kept searching the perimeter around him for the familiar faces. Caroline glanced up, seeing him frantically searching still. Rolling her eyes she hissed, "Will you sit down in your seat? They're fine."
Defeated, he sat back down into his seat, now twiddling his thumbs to keep the thoughts of them away.
"Caroline," Tyler whispered, softly nudging her arm, "Are you awake?"
Her eyes fluttered open, "Now I am." She removed the headphones, placing them onto the tray before her.
He rolled his eyes at her grumpy response before smiling, "Aaron and Leah." The foolish smile playing on his lips grew wider.
"What?" She asked, eyebrows raised.
He chuckled, "If we have a family, we should name our kids Aaron and Leah."
Caroline bit her lip, her cheeks turning a shade of red to stop herself from crying, "Even if they aren't really ours?"
He wrapped his arms around her, "No matter what, they will be ours, even if they are adopted." It was at this time that Caroline let a tear fall down her cheek, not caring if the person sitting next to them was staring at them like they were legally insane. This was the moment she had been dreaming of ever since she was a small girl playing house with her mother, the blonde braids cascading down the front of her shoulders as she smiled up to her mother.
Alaric wrapped his arm around Jeremy's shoulder, his vision blurring, "Do you know what dime it is?" His grammar was long since shredded ever since he had consumed the first glass of alcohol.
Jeremy's head was resting against the bar, his cheek smooshed against the wood, "I don't wanna know."
At the time, Alaric's attention span was that of a two-year-old's. Leaning in to whisper into Jeremy's ear, you could smell the alcohol on his breath, "I have a secret."
Jeremy glanced up, a hiccup escaping his lips, "What?" His hand wrapped around the glass of whiskey before downing it completely.
Alaric chuckled after nearly tumbling off of his stool. He rested his elbows on the counter, "I have a drinking prueblem." His face grew serious as Jeremy started laughing uncontrollably.
"Everyone knows that." Jeremy gathered himself before saying, "If we're sharing secrets, then I have one to tell," He inhaled sharply, "you."
Alaric nodded, urging him to continue. Jeremy sighed, "I've always liked Derek and Elena together forever," He nodded, "But not Stephanie. He's a no-no."
Alaric tilted his head to the side, "Who's D.." He hiccupped, "Derek?"
Jeremy let out a laugh, "I dunno."
There was silence, besides the two sloppily trying to find the counter, Jeremy eventually falling off his seat before having Alaric pull him back up.
Alaric's eyebrows knitted together, "Hey," He slapped Jeremy forearm, "Hey, isn't Elena having a baby?"
Jeremy thought for a moment, "No, I don't think so." He combed his hand through his hair, accidentally touching the stitches on his head.
Elena's body stiffened upon the words, "About what?"
Her eyes glanced over to her friend, "There were multiple visions. It seems the witches have taken a liking to your child. The visions tell me that your child will be the first of his or hers species," She scooted closer towards her, "Your child will be the most beautiful to ever walk the face of the earth."
Elena smiled, "You've seen him or her already?"
Bonnie nodded , "But I'm not going to wreck any surprises for you, so no asking what the sex of the child is." She winked before grabbing her hand and leading Elena to her room. "I'm going to need your help with packing."
"I have to pee so badly." Bonnie whined, crossing her legs over one another.
Elena chuckled, folding the last of Bonnie's shirts, "Then go." Bonnie didn't even hesitate to run to the bathroom to relieve herself, leaving Elena to finish up the packing.
The sun shone down on the bed, illuminating every article of clothing within the bag. Once she had finished, Elena laid down on the bed, her hand lying limply across her stomach.
"What a morning." She smiled. But the peaceful moment was interrupted by the buzzing of a nearby cellphone. Looking around, she located the phone, picking it up to read who it was from. Elena began to feel nosy, until she read the familiar name that was flashing on the screen. Head tilted to the side, she clicked the 'accept' button, reading the text that he had sent to her best friend.
New Message from:
Stefan
I miss you so much. I can still remember
that beautiful night eight weeks ago. My love, I shall see
you soon.
-Stefan
Elena's entire body tensed after doing the math in her head. "Eight weeks ago. We were still dating."
Just as the words slipped from her lips, Bonnie rushed out of the bathroom exclaiming, "I just realized that Jeremy isn't sleeping in here. Where the hell is he?" She crossed her arms over her chest, looking around the room for any clues as to where he could be, completely oblivious to the fuming Elena before her.
"You slept with Stefan?"
Elena's feet thundered back to her room, slamming the door shut and locking it. She walked up to the bedside table to grab the box of tissues, but was immediately greeted with a note that was entitled to her.
Ripping it off of the table she read it to herself, eyes growing wide with each word. Snapping her head over to the clock on the wall, she gasped, "No! It's 10:40!"
The rush to the airport was hectic as Elena's taxi was being pursued by Bonnie's taxi, for she was determined to truly apologize to her best friend. Feeling ashamed of herself, Bonnie began to quietly sob in the back of the taxi. She knew that her friendship with Elena would never be the same again, she had messed things up from the moment she crawled into bed with Stefan.
"How could I have been so stupid!" She slammed her first against the seat of the taxi, causing the driver to worriedly glance into the mirror.
"Try not to beat up my car, lady." He hissed, drawing his attention back to the road.
"Just drive!" She yelled back, mascara streaking down her face.
Upon arrival at the airport, Elena grew aware of the frantic Bonnie chasing after her.
"Elena, please! Stop!" She called out, dodging countless rolling luggage.
Elena glared over her shoulder, "Just stop following me!" She handed the stewardess her ticket before boarding the plane. Bonnie then handed her ticket to the stewardess, following directly after her. Once she spotted Elena in her seat, she made her way towards her, taking the seat next to her.
"Please," She sobbed, "I'm s-so sorry."
Elena shook her head, "It's too late."
A tall man with a potbelly came waddling up to the aisle next to them, "Excuse me," His deep voice said, "I believe you're in my seat." Bonnie glanced up, immediately horrified at the man's ghastly appearance. She looked towards Elena a final time before standing up and walking towards her correct seat seven aisles towards the front.
Elena sadly glanced out the window, both girls completely oblivious that the plane was flying to New York.
Once both girls were walking out of the airport, it was at this time that they realized, as they stood mere feet away from each other, that they were not in Kansas anymore. Oh no, they were in a far bigger world now. A world that they had never even dreamed of flying to, let alone by mistake. The skyscrapers towering into the sky in the neighboring city caught their attention as they gawked at their surroundings.
"Where are we?" Bonnie whispered.
Without realizing it, a businessman walking by, who was quite obviously a vampire, had overheard her. He tapped her on the shoulder, flashing a slightly uncomforting smile, "New York City," He pointed towards the city with the tall buildings, "The Big Apple."
Elena closed her eyes, "Great."
The airplane had landed, leaving Damon to frantically wait for the four faces to come bounding off of the plane. He wanted to hold his love, for he hated being so far away from her. Inhaling sharply, the crowd exiting the plane began to slim down to the last people leaving.
He rushed over to the group who were grabbing their luggage, "Did you see them?"
They looked over their shoulders, "No."
His head began to spin before he reached into his pocket to grab his phone. Punching in her number, he clicked the 'send' button, waiting for the sweet voice to fill his ear. But he was utterly disappointed by a sudden surprise.
"Ello?" The voice slurred.
Listening carefully, he knew exactly who it was, "Jeremy?" His eyes narrowed, "Why do you have Elena's phone?"
Jeremy pulled the phone away from his ear, examining it closely. His head tilted to the side before he put the phone back to his ear, "I don' know."
Damon sighed before saying, "Is Alaric there with you?"
Jeremy nodded before handing the phone off to Alaric, "It's for you."
Alaric took the phone, "Hello?"
Damon cleared his throat, "Ric, Elena and Bonnie are missing. I called the hotel and they said that they already checked out."
Alaric immediately straightened his back, slightly trying to sober up, "Where are you?"
"Virginia." He replied, eyes saddened.
Alaric sighed, "So we're practically all in different places. This is just marrr-velous," He stood up, slinging Jeremy over his shoulder, "We'll be there in a few hours." He then ended the call before walking towards the elevator.
"Whatta you doing?" Jeremy asked, his face turning red from the blood rushing to his face. Everyone in the lobby looked at them as if they were nutcases.
"Shh." Alaric hissed, "There's no way in hell that you'll be able to walk after having that many drinks," He clicked the elevator button, "And I thought that I was the one with the drinking problem."
Driving back to the boarding house, Damon stopped the car in front of the home. Frustrated with the outcome of everything, he put the car in reverse and decided to do an investigation himself. With a plan set in mind, he began to drive to the local phone store.
Pulling the door open, he examined the room, seeing only one employee and virtually no customers in sight. Smiling wickedly, he walked up to the employee, preparing himself for what he was about to do.
"Excuse me," He practically gripped the man's gaze with his own; his pupils enlarging before going back to their normal size, "You will show me the phone records without any interruptions or refusals."
The man robotically nodded before walking towards the back room where there were countless computers and filing cabinets. "Whose records are you looking for?"
He thought for a moment, knowing that Bonnie must be with Elena, "Bonnie Bennett."
The man nodded, typing her name into the computer. His eyes searched the files that popped up, clicking on the correct name, then printing the various pages out. He grabbed the papers and pointed everything out to Damon.
"These," He pointed to the dates, "are the times that she took a call, texted, or received a text." He then pointed to the various locations, "And this is where she received them."
Damon nodded before taking the papers from his hands and compelled him one, final time, "You will not remember any of this or seeing me."
Sliding into the driver's seat, he looked over the records, "You're a popular one, Ms. Bennett." He mumbled before he came upon the last time she received a text message. His eyes nearly popped out of his skull, "New York City?"
Bonnie sighed, glancing around as the two of them walked the streets of New York City. Getting a taxi at the airport was close to impossible, so when Elena began to walk, Bonnie followed right after her, concerned for her safety. After all, it was a big city with a lot of prowling predators.
As they came upon a street jammed with traffic, Elena glanced to the side where there was an alley leading to another street. Shrugging her shoulders, she began to walk down the alley, Bonnie following. The alley is filled with the carcasses of mice and stray cats. Mutts sleep in the overturned trash cans that the two pass. Bonnie instantly feels alarmed as she can sense someone. The sudden idea of her phone came into mind just in case her feelings were correct. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out her phone, holding down the power button to turn it on. But to her disappointment, the phone was dead.
Elena was sensing the same as Bonnie was. Glancing over her shoulder warily, she could see Bonnie glancing down to her phone, but she seemed to have a shadow. Every time Elena glanced over her shoulder, the mysterious person would hide somewhere in the alley. He/she was, by far, too fast to be a human.
But after multiple times of looking over her shoulder, the person, obviously a man, began to continue walking without hiding, his face hidden because of him looking down. Both women tensed as he let out a muffled cough. Bonnie slid the phone back into her pocket, warily looking over her shoulder. The ghastly appearance of the man was enough to send shivers down her spine.
After reaching the middle of the alley, Elena quickly grew frustrated. Flipping her body around, she pulled Bonnie behind her, for even if she currently had a grudge against her, she still didn't want her to possibly die. The man stopped as they did.
Elena cleared her throat before calling out, "Are you lost?"
He shook his head, drawing his head up to look at them.
A/N: Bah, bah, bah! It got creepy there towards the end, didn't it?
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