"No!" Elena was screaming, her hands pounding against the man's back, the man that was carrying her away from Damon. She could see Damon's unconscious form and her brother being beaten by the strange men. However, the monster didn't care, he didn't even flinch at her cries or attempt to hit him. In fact, he didn't even bother to look at her or face her. Elena was surprised that he didn't hurt her. He kept walking coolly until he shoved her roughly on the backseat.

"Don't touch her," He snarled at the other man, however low enough for Elena to not hear anything. "Klaus wants her unharmed."

"If she keeps on with this behaviour…I don't know if I can," The last one commented cruelly.

"I mean it, Davis. Klaus warned me that he'd kill us if we get a scratch on the human."

"Fine," Davis sighed. "Let's get this over with."

"Where are you taking me?" Elena struggled as Davis sat next to her, cursing under his breath.

"You'll see," Davis said dryly. "Now, shut up, because my temper is a short one."

"What have you done to Damon? Let me out!" Elena tried to open the door, but it was locked, obviously.

"He's being taken care of," Davis smirked. "It wasn't hard to follow your brother from that place in Virginia…Mystic Falls, isn't it?"

"Please, don't harm me," Elena whimpered. "Take me back!"

But the only answer Elena got was a cruel laugh.

"What are you doing to me?" Damon rarely cried from pain, but this time, his face was damp with cold sweat and tears were coming out of his eyes. His hands were shackled and chained, and apparently, vervain was involved. The chains were digging deep into his skin, but what was hurting Damon was the torture he had been getting.

"This is Damon Salvatore," One of the humans was saying. "This is the same monster that killed our daughters, our friends…"

"You'll rot in Hell," another one accused. "The device will make you scream in agony. You'll wish that you've never been born."

"What have you done to Elena?" Damon growled against the chains. "If you touch her I'll swear to God I'll rip you apart."

There was a sudden silence. The humans stared at each other, mumbling and whispering.

"You care about a human?" One of them stepped in front of Damon, but still at a careful distance. It was Alaric Saltzman.

"She's my fiancée," Damon said, choking on the blood forming into his mouth. "I never hurt Elena. She's staying with me willingly."

"Well, Elena is being taken to safety," Alaric said. "She'll be in our beloved Mystic Falls soon enough."

"I don't believe him," Alaric said. "I still think Elena's compelled. I didn't believe Jeremy when he gave me the news. There isn't such thing as love between a vampire and human…and there sure as hell can't be a child involved."

"He seems that he loves her though," Another woman whispered. "When we brought him here, he didn't care about himself at all…"

"Nonsense," Alaric spat. "I've finally got my hands on Damon Salvatore…a vampire I've been hunting for years. I know what he is, he can't love. I won't take any risks."

Elena's eyes and face were red and puffy. She was feeling pain in her tummy, and her body was shaking. She was also feeling very cold, and empty. Yes, she was feeling empty-like she had been stripped down from something.

She tried to focus on her powers, the training she had done with Stephanie to cut the connection between her and her daughter, the power-connection, as Elena liked to call it. She wanted to stop the power from flowing through her baby's body.

But fear blocked any chance of powers, Stephanie had said. Fear was a weakness. She couldn't be afraid if she was going to use her powers. That's why she was feeling empty.

"Powers work with emotions," She had explained in a clear voice. "And faith. You're not a witch, Elena. Your powers are supernatural, mine…I was naturally born with them. I believe that your powers were a part of your destiny, and as a preparation for your baby. You have to have faith."

But it was easier said than done when she was being taken against her will, in a car full of vampires, to Klaus, the one that wanted her baby dead and her as well.

"Here we are," Davis said casually, and in a second the door was open. He grabbed her from her arm, pulling her out of the car. He put a hand on the small of her back, tightening it as a warning to keep moving forward and slightly pushing her.

And there, her death was waiting. Klaus was waiting.

"I see you completed your mission," Klaus smirked. "Good job…Davis, Brady." He acknowledged them. "You're now spared."

Brady and Davis vanished before he even finished the sentence. Klaus raised his eyebrows up and rolled his eyes. He seemed to forget about Elena until he turned towards her, smiling viciously.

"Elena Gilbert," He smirked, his eyes scanning her body from head to toe. "So happy to see you here."

He took small steps towards her. "You escaped from me last time," Klaus said softly, slowly. "I'm not going to let this happen this time."

"Greta," He called, and an African American witch appeared. "Make sure she can't use any of her juju on me, will you?"

"No!" Elena cried out, "Stop!"

But Greta focused on Elena, muttering a spell in Latin.

"I…I can't," Greta said, her voice stammering, fearing Klaus's reaction. "There's someone blocking me."

"Do whatever you need to do!" Klaus roared, "Or I'll rip you apart."

Greta shivered, bowing respectfully, muttering the spell again, this time with more urge.

"I'm sorry, Klaus! I can't…someone's blocking me!"

"It must be the child," Klaus spat, and turned to Elena, grabbing her roughly from her shoulders. "Tell me, Elena," He snarled. "Did you try to 'cut the connection' between you two? To save your child from a terrible future? To beg me to kill you instead of the power-less child?"

Elena didn't talk.

"Elena, I am not a very patient man…"

"Yes, I did."

He let out a cold laugh. "Sweetheart, that child is the reason you have your powers in the first place."

He let go of her. "Guess I'll just have to kill you both. Well, like I always actually planned."

"Why? Why are you doing this?"

"I can give you a thousand reasons," Klaus smirked. "When you and that creature die, it will officially end witchcraft, meaning vampires can rule this world. I'll get rid of the Petrova bloodline. And most of all, that baby is the last thing on this earth that can fight me. Without it in my way, I'll be the true definition of an immortal."

Tears formed in Elena's eyes. She had never felt so weak.

Klaus raised her chin up. "Elena, Elena," He said, "Think of this. You'll be dying for the vampires you really love. Oh, did I not mention that vampires like your Damon can have an easier life? They can walk in the sun amongst people and can live without blood? All with the sacrifice of your deaths. Amazing, isn't it?"

He reached out to softly stroke her cheek. "So much different than what Elijah told you in the dark dimension, isn't it? Elijah's a fool."

He stepped back from her. "Tomorrow's a full moon. I think you have enough time to ask forgiveness for your sins."

No. It couldn't be too soon. There had to be another way. She couldn't die like this.

"Spare my daughter!" She cried, "Please! Let me give birth to her, then you can do whatever you want to me…Let me go, I promise that I won't run."

But her pleas were ignored as she was taken to a bedroom and locked in.

Morning came. The device was all set, however Bonnie was worried. Jeremy had promised he'd text her to tell her that Damon and Elena were safe, but there was no response.

"All ready?" Alaric came up behind Bonnie, rubbing her arm comfortingly. "It will work."

Bonnie took a deep breath. She had to trust him. "Ric," She cried, "I did something…I had to protect Elena and Damon."

"You what?" Alaric gasped, "Damon? What did you do?"

"Alaric, Elena's my friend! And she's going to be a mother. He loves her, Ric, I know it's his baby! I couldn't let him die!"

Alaric rubbed his face. He loved Bonnie and Elena like his daughters; they had been through so much together. He was the parental figure to the Gilbert kids. Damon's death would devastate Elena, and her baby would be raised without a father.

"We can't stop the entire device process to save one vampire, though," Alaric said, calmly.

"Damon will be untouched. I made sure of that, I gave him a ring," Bonnie stated. "But something's wrong. Jeremy was helping me, and he didn't answer me back."

"Jeremy was considered a spy, Elena," Alaric said. "We went for Damon and found Jeremy there."

"Wait, so if Jeremy's being held by our team, then who took Elena?"

"Oh God," Alaric said, suddenly remembering. "Two of them…They volunteered to capture Damon…But I saw them taking Elena away. They said that they'll bring her here safely. I told them that Elena should be kept safe."

"Davis and Brady," Bonnie gasped. "I had an eye on them for weeks. They're vampires, Rick, and they definitely aren't going to bring Elena here! This is all a mistake, Rick…Elena didn't have to be saved and brought to anywhere…"

"Bonnie, I'll fix it, okay?" Alaric assured her. "I'll see where those bastards took her and I'll free Damon and Jeremy."

"What the hell, Rick? You want to free him?" The entire human-vampire hunters gasped when Alaric brought them the news.

"We were wrong. We thought that Davis and Brady were all on our side. They kidnapped Elena…not rescued her."

"You mean Elena Gilbert is not in town?"

"No, she isn't," Alaric confirmed. "It's our duty to fix this. We were played."

Elena didn't know how she was able to sleep but she did. The sun woke her up, and for a second she thought that she'll find Damon's arm wrapped around her waist like she found every morning. But there was no Damon, and she was still locked up in the mansion waiting for her death to come that same evening.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," A mockingly-cruel voice said with a smirk.

Elena shot up from bed, throwing a glance at Klaus.

"I thought I'd bring you some good food since it's your last day and all," Klaus smirked, "And I still need your contribution in your own death."

"There is no way in hell I'm helping you."

"That's too bad, Miss Gilbert, because I was planning to end your life in the least torturous way possible. I hate hurting young children."

Elena froze. The thought of her baby dying painfully was too much to bear.

"See? Co-operation is better, isn't it?"

Elena bit back a sob. "What do you want me to do?"

"That will be explained soon, my dear," Klaus continued with his perfect British accent. "All I need is that you'll sit here and behave. And do nothing."

Alaric released Damon and the latter rubbed his sore wrists.

"Here," Alaric said, throwing a blood bag at Damon, "Drink up. Elena has been kidnapped."

"What?" Damon's hands turned into fists. "I thought you said that she's safe in Mystic Falls."

"We were played," Alaric said shortly. "Bonnie's already preparing to do a tracker spell. We'll need your blood."

"The device is done," Bonnie told Jeremy after their long-lasting hug. "You can activate it."

She made a small but deep cut into Jeremy's wrist, since they needed Gilbert blood. The latter poured the blood over the device as Bonnie chanted in Latin. "About 3,000 vampires in these areas can be weakened," She continued. "Alaric's team shall attack."

"3,000 vampires?" Damon suddenly appeared and asked, "Well, what about the rest?"

"This device can only work within these locations for now," Bonnie explained shortly, scanning Damon's face. "So, you're Elena's captor."

"I was," He corrected, "Things change. You should know, with your Salem Witches' heritage, that I love Elena and that everything I'm saying it's true. All I care about is getting Elena safely. I don't care what happens to vampires as long as Elena gets out without a scratch."

Bonnie studied him for a moment, the genuine look at his face showed that he was telling the truth. "Very well, then. Give me your hand."

Bonnie opened a big map of the United States. "I can't track Elena with your vampire blood," She explained, "But I can track your baby, since obviously, your baby inherited your vampire blood as well."

Damon was briefly confused, but now was not the time to ask questions. Giving his hand to Bonnie, he watched as the latter cut his hand and poured it on the map.

"Oh God," Bonnie shouted after a few minutes. "They have a witch on their side…She blocked me!"

"What are you saying? That you can't track Elena?" Damon growled angrily.

"Elena is protected from any kind of magic," Bonnie explained, "The witch on their side blocked any access."

"There has to be another way…" Damon turned around, as if the wall was going to give him answers. "What's the date?" He suddenly growled.

"What?"

"The date! Today's date!"

"23rd November," Bonnie said. "It's Friday."

"Oh my God," Damon realized, a shiver running down his spine. "Bonnie…tonight's the full moon!"

The full moon, the words echoed in Damon's head. Klaus had promised Elena that she'll die on a full moon.

"We're leaving," The door was fluttered open and Elena, who was sitting on her bed, jerked back immediately when Klaus blurred, appearing in front of her.

"Please, I beg you," Elena said, tears in her eyes. "Please."

"I'm sorry, Elena," He said unapologetically. "There is no other choice."

He yanked her up, putting a hand on the small of her back, guiding her, or rather pushing her, down the stairs.

"Your hands!" He demanded, but Elena refused to move. Klaus let out a low growl and grabbed her arms roughly, tying them behind her back with a thick rope. "Can't have you escape now, can't we?"

He grabbed her from her elbow and pulled her along with him.

They seemed to be walking for hours. Elena was dying of thirst and she was now feeling very strange and sick. It was probably the fear, but the poor girl couldn't take it anymore. She put her head down, trying to catch her breath.

"Move," Klaus snarled.

"I can't," Elena sobbed, "I can't walk anymore."

Pain coursed through her entire body, and a small scream escaped Elena's mouth.

Cursing and not caring at all, Klaus pulled her in his arms and started to use his vampire speed.

Suddenly, he stopped and set her on her feet. "Remember this place?"

Elena let out a gasp. It was the same sea they ended up in after Stephanie helped her and Damon escape from the Dark Dimension. The same magical place that protected humans, and also chose Damon to be Elena's soulmate and the child's father.

She didn't even realize that Klaus was strapping her on some kind of rock, a rock that was generally used to sacrifice animals and humans in the older days. He stroked her hair and cheek, before tracing her lips for a second and whispering,

"Vampires will be grateful for this sacrifice, sweetheart."

Destruction. Screaming. Death. Blood.

Jeremy's head was spinning. The device was working. The vampires were all screaming in agony. Human warriors were entering homes, freeing the poor slaves the vampires were keeping, staking dangerous vampires and taking those less dangerous with them in cages, aiming to torture them, to rebel, to pay them for everything they had done.

"That one," Jeremy screamed. "Don't kill that one. I'm sure he'll serve us for something."

"What's your name?" One of the human warriors asked, preparing a vervain dart.

"Why would I tell you?"

"Because I can kill you in a second."

"Stefan Salvatore," The vampire said.

Salvatore, Jeremy thought. Salvatore as in Damon.

"Lock him up in that cage," He heard himself saying. "We'll deal with him later."

And from far away, a cry of pain and helplessness was cried. Damon felt the sound echo in his heart.

Elena.

Elena was calling him, and she was in pain.