Twisted Love
Season One
Under Control
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Vampire Diaries Characters, I only own Grace :)
Stefan was using the beam in his room to do pull ups on, he was self detoxing, the music was blaring, but it was helping him get himself back on track... or so he thought.
"Could you turn it up a little bit?" Damon asked sarcastically as he walked into Stefan's cluttered bedroom a blood infused whisky in hand "It's not annoying yet." he added.
"Sorry." Stefan apologised dropping down from the beam.
Damon walked over to the stereo and turned off the music before turning back to see Stefan doing push ups.
"When are you going back to school?" Damon questioned.
"Soon." Stefan replied shortly.
"Oh c'mon." Damon crouched down next to him "Just drink already. C'mon, this self-detox is not natural." his glass was so close to Stefan.
"Can you get that away from me?" Stefan asked as he moved onto his next exercise which was the elevated feet push up, using a chair to elevate his feet.
"How long did it take you to wean yourself off the last time you indulged?" Damon asked and Stefan didn't reply, he just continued to do his push ups "That's not good."
"I'll be fine." Stefan replied sharply "It just takes a little bit of time."
"I don't get it, you know. You don't have to kill to survive. That's what blood bans are for. I haven't hunted a human in... God way too long." He reminisced in the last death.
"Oh, I'm impressed." Stefan told his older brother sarcastically.
"It's completely self-serving..." He replied standing back up "I'm trying to get the town off the trail of Vampires, which is not very easy considering that there is an entire tomb of them running around."
"Wha are we planning on doing?" Stefan asked standing back up to face his brother.
"we are not going to do much of anything if you don't have your strength. There's nothing wrong with partaking in a healthy diet of human blood from a blood back. You're not actually killing anyone." Damon told him.
"I have my reasons." Stefan replied.
"What are those holier then thou reasons." Damon took a seat on the chair Stefan was just using to do his exercises "we never actually discussed that. You know, I'd love to hear this story." He got comfortable placing his drink on the table next to him.
"You're really enjoying this aren't you? Just watching me struggle?" Stefan looked at his older brother sitting there smug.
"Very much so." The raven haired Vampire smirked.
"I hate to break it to you, Damon, but... I actually have it under complete control." The younger Salvatore brother told him.
"You do?" Damon asked and Stefan nodded "Well, then you should just carry on making the rest of us Vampires look back." He headed towards the door 'forgetting' his drink "Have a great day, Stef."
Stefan watched Damon's whisky on the side, he took slow steps towards it, unable to stop himself when suddenly Damon ran back in the room, his experiment had worked.
"Oh, hey. Sorry." He grabbed the glass "I almost forgot." He smirked as he left the room.
Meanwhile at the Gilbert house Grace had come round early so that she could have some breakfast with Elena and Jenna, but now they were running late.
"C'mon, Jeremy!" Elena called up the stairs "We have school! Walking out the door now!" She added as walked towards the door.
"You forgot this." Jenna handed Elena her thermos.
"Thanks." Elena nodded and opened the door to reveal a man standing there.
"Elena!" He smiled at her.
"Uncle John!" Elena was surprised to see him, there was no warning that he would be coming to Mystic Falls "Hi."
"John, you made it." Jenna didn't sound pleased.
"I said I'd be here by noon." John smiled as he walked in the door.
"Oh, what you say and what you do are typically two very different things." Jenna replied bluntly.
"Hi." Grace nodded at him.
"John, this is my-" Elena stopped when Jeremy walked down the stairs.
"We'll talk about it later." Jenna shot both twins a look.
"Uncle John. Hey." Jeremy acknowledged him before walking straight out the door.
"I had some business in town; I thought that a visit was in order." John told all three girls.
"How long are you staying?" Elena questioned.
"I don't know yet." John replied vaguely.
"Ok, well, Grace, we'd better get to school." Elena told her twin "See you later."
Both Grace and Elena walk out the door and Jenna closes the door behind them both before turning back to John who was further into the house now.
"So what's up with Jeremy?" John commented on Jeremy's antisocial behaviour.
"He just lost a friend, so try to be sensitive." Jenna replied.
John chuckled "I'm always sensitive." he remember how Elena was going to tell him something "What was Elena going to say?"
"Grace... Grace is her twin." Jenna replied "It isn't my place to tell you this, but when they do tell you... you have to be ok about it, accept it... also Jeremy doesn't know."
"are they going to tell him?" John questioned.
"Eventually, when the time is right." Jenna replied "so really how long are you staying?"
"Can you at least pretend that you're happy to see me?" John questioned.
Jenna suddenly turned really sarcastic "Oh my God, John! It's so good to see you. How have you been!" The smile then dropped "No, I can't."
"Do you really think that I was just going to sign the papers and send them back?" John asked.
"Actually I did." Jenna shrugged.
"I'm not going to let you sell my brother's office." John told her stubbornly.
"It's not up to you or me; it belongs to Jeremy and Elena." Jenna replied, Grace wasn't part due to her being adopted by the Johnson's.
"Yeah, but they're minors, so I get the final say, I have to deal with it." John told her.
In the hall Grace, Elena and Matt were standing there talking about John's visit to Mystic Falls and how long he was going to be here.
"He said the trip is open ended." Elena told him.
"Uncle John, I never liked that guy." Matt informed her.
"Why do you not like him?" Grace questioned "Why have I never met him?"
"No one likes him." Elena scoffed "And he only comes into town on special occasions..."
"I'm here for moral support if you need me." Matt rubbed Elena's arm "Both of you." He new about Grace being a Gilbert.
"Thanks." Grace smiled.
"Yeah, thanks, but I think we'll have to suffer this one alone; you've been through enough." Elena nodded.
"Thank you by the way." He looked directly at Elena "For just... for everyone you did at Vicki's funeral. I couldn't have done it without you."
"Of course, Matt." Elena nodded.
They both stared at each other for a long couple of seconds, when Grace became suddenly awkward around the two.
"So, what Caroline baking for you guys, around the clock?" Elena asked.
"She finally went to her dad, which is a good thing because my mom was going to strangle her if she dropped off any more lasagne." he joked.
Jeremy was outside the school, sitting on his own on a bench when Tyler arrived and sat down next to him, the older boy offered him a toke of the cigarette he was smoking.
"No thanks." Jeremy told him.
"What's your problem?" Tyler asked.
"I just don't want any." Jeremy shrugged.
"Alright." He nodded before staring at a blank space for a minute "They say she OD." Tyler referred to Vicki.
"That's what I don't get, she was doing ok." Jeremy was confused.
"Apparently not." Tyler retorted.
"How did she end up buried in the woods? That's what I don't understand." Jeremy looked at Tyler for an answer.
"By whoever was with her when she OD." He shrugged.
"Yeah, but when you leave her there you don't take the time to bury her." Jeremy looked into it.
"Maybe she saw something and..." Tyler didn't have an answer for the younger boy "Hell man, I don't know."
Damon walked into the Sheriff's office at the Mystic Falls Founders Hall where she was holding a Founders Council Meeting.
"The coroner office has officially ruled Vicki Donovan's death a drug overdose. Her family has been notified, the truth will stay in this room and we can put this behind us." She told everyone before stepping forward.
"Thank you, Sheriff." Mayor Lockwood took the floor "And on to a more pressing issue, John Gilbert has asked for a few words."
Damon was surprised when John Gilbert stood up in front of the small Founders Council smiling at them.
"welcome back, John. It's good to see you." Mayor Lockwood shook his hand.
"Hello everyone." John greeted the room "It's wonderful to see you, I wish it were on better circumstances. As a founding family member I found it's my duty to report some very distressing news." He informed them.
"He's a Gilbert?" Damon whispered to Liz Forbes.
"Elena's Uncle. His name is John, but I call him Jackass." She hissed.
"A hospital blood bank in the neighbouring county of Amherst has reported several break ins over the past two weeks. 7 hunters, 4 campers, and 2 states employees have been reported missing as well. All of this was in a 75 mile radius of Mystic Falls." John continued.
"Ok, ok. No need to get alarmed at this moment." Mayor Lockwood interrupted him.
"Meaning, he doesn't want to cancel the founders' day kickoff party." Liz told Damon in a hushed tone.
"You think all your problems are over, but I'm here to tell you, nothing's been solved." John told the crowd.
"Hey, Mr. Saltzman, you wanted to see us." Grace and Elena walked in the room.
"Hey, I made a copy of Jeremy's paper he wrote more me. I think you should both take a look at it." He passed them both the extra copy.
"Fact or Fiction: The Truth About Vampires in Mystic Falls." Grace read allowed.
"Jeremy wrote this?" Elena questioned.
"It's very clear that he didn't think it was real." Alaric told them.
"I really hope you're right, because we've done so much to protect him from all this." Elena glanced over as Grace handed the paper back.
"So, how do you deal with it?" Alaric asked them both.
"What do you mean?" Grace asked.
"With all the lies and the secrets. You have to lie to everyone who is important to you." Alaric reminded them.
"It's not safe for them to know the truth." Grace shrugged.
"So yes, we keep it from them, but it's only because we love them." Elena added.
"It's better this way." Grace nodded.
"I think Stefan is a good guy." Alaric paused "But at the end of the day, he's still a Vampire." he added.
"I know it's hard to understand, but Stefan is different. He'll never do anything to hurt me." Elena told him stubbornly.
Later that day Elena and Grace walked into the house to see only John and Jenna in the kitchen talking casually, both of the twins stepped in too.
"Should we tell them now?" Grace whispered to her twin.
"Does he already know? I mean, he's my adoption dad's brother... he has to know something, right?" Elena asked.
"Maybe." Grace noted.
"Afternoon." John nodded at them.
"John, Grace is your niece, kind of." Elena suddenly burst before covering her mouth.
"Nicely done." Grace whispered sarcastically to her twin giving her a thumbs up
"Niece." John nodded smoothly.
"Elena and I are twins." Grace replied more calmly.
"Hmm, you know for a while I considered long lost older sister, but twins is so much better." John told her sarcastically.
"Makes for a great ice breaker." Grace retorted as she walked over to Jenna grabbing an apple.
"She doesn't have Elena's nice side." John leaned over and told Jenna.
"Oh, she does." Jenna nodded "But only to people who deserve it." she added.
"One more thing." Elena added "Jeremy doesn't know yet, it would be a great help if you didn't tell him, we are going to, just when we're ready."
"Your secret is safe with me." John smiled.
"We're ordering Chinese, what do you want?" Jenna asked holding the phone and a menu.
Soon the Chinese was here just as Jeremy arrived home and started to get pressured about going to the Founder's Day Kickoff Party. Grace, Jenna, John and Jeremy all sat down in the kitchen whilst Elena was upstairs with Stefan.
"I have no interest in going to the Founder's Day Kickoff Party." Jeremy told John.
"Sure you do it's tradition." John argued.
"It will be our role to break the tradition." Grace noted from where she sat on the counter, Jenna standing beside her.
"The Gilbert's have been a part of this town for a hundred and fifty years. We're one of the founding families and with that distinction comes certain obligations including going to the party. One day, when you'll can appreciate the significance I'll tell you all about your heritage." John told Jeremy glancing over at Grace.
"Hmm, The Gilbert family legacy. I forgot how secret it was. I'm not a Gilbert so I was never cool enough to hear it." She told Grace.
"Why does she hate you?" Jeremy asked John quietly.
"We used to sleep together." He replied before a soft item was launched at his head.
"I'm standing right here." Jenna stated clearly annoyed.
"Why would he write a report on Vampires?" Elena asked as she sit next to Stefan on her bed "Do you think he's trying to remember?"
"Damon took away those memories for good, you don't have to worry about that." he assured her "I tell you what: why don't you just ask him?"
"I... I can't." Elena shook her head.
"Why not? I mean, if he doesn't know anything this is just an innocent question..." he shrugged.
"I don't even know how to talk to him anymore. I mean, we used to be a lot more open with each other. But now, with all these secrets just pilling up.. you know I haven't even told him that I'm adopted yet, let alone being twins with Grace." She told him.
"Maybe it's time you start to open up to him again. I'm not saying you should tell him everything, but just try to find out what he does know and be prepared for it." Stefan told her softly.
"What about you, how are you doing?" Elena touched his face gently.
"Much, much better." Stefan nodded "I'm still, you know... a little jittery, a little bit on edge, but I'm going to be ok." He smiled affectionately at her.
"I've been really worried about you and I missed you." She told him lovingly.
"I just needed to let it go for a while and let my body readjust. It's only been a few days." He reminded her with a small chuckle.
"It feels like a life time." She replied before kissing him.
"I've missed you too." He muttered before deepening the kiss laying her back on the bed.
Elena managed to flip him and continued kissing him, she was surprised when Stefan used only a little of his strength to flip them again so he was on top, she opened her eyes to look at him, his were dark as night with the veins approaching around them.
"Stefan." She was suddenly terrified.
Quickly pulling himself off the scared girl Stefan slams himself against a wall, knocking the lap over in the process, trying to control his urge to rip Elena's throat out and drink her dry.
The next day Elena and Grace were sitting in Grace's house waiting for someone to arrive, they were talking about what happened last night.
"Do you think he would have... you know bitten you." Grace asked carefully.
"I'm not sure... he seemed to have some kind of self-control... maybe." Elena replied mauling over he coffee.
The door knocked and Grace just straight up walking over to the door, she opened it to reveal a cocky grin and icy blue eyes.
"Good you're here." She ushered him in.
"You ask, I come." Damon smirked "I'm easy like that." he winked.
"C'mon, I need to speak to you upstairs." Grace whispered.
"No, Grace." Damon announced loudly so that Elena could here from where she saw in the kitchen "I will not go to your bedroom with you."
Grace grabbed his arm angrily and pulled him upstairs with her, Elena rolled her eyes as she continued to stir her coffee, clearly on edge from what had happened.
"Oh, just like I remember." Damon smiled as he walked in the room.
"Stop messing around." Grace hissed.
"Why am I really here, Grace?" Damon turned to her "Surely it's not to talk about St. Stefan." He pinned her back against the wall "That would so kill this moment." he trapped her wrists against the wall and bowed his head down connecting it with her throat.
"Damon." She growled.
"Live a little." He muttered against the soft skin suckling at it gently "Elena's downstairs minding her own business... We can get it on..."
"Damon, this is important." She told him, her voice a hiccup.
"Fine." Damon rolled his bright blue eyes pulling back walking over to her bed sitting down "Did you know your kind of Uncle has been kicking it at the Founder's Council?" he questioned randomly.
"What? John Gilbert?" Grace creased her eye brows.
"Yep." Damon popped the 'p'.
"Perfect, we'll just add it to the list of how everything is falling apart." Grace nodded "Elena told me that Stefan is finding it hard to control himself, I mean, I haven't seen him lately, but apparently that's something changed in him. How long is it going to take before he's going to get back to normal?"
"A few days. Give or take." He shrugged.
"It's been a few days." Grace replied shortly "I'm worried for Elena to be around him, Damon."
"Give then... I don't know. What's the big deal?" Damon rolled his eyes.
"He's not himself, Damon." Elena told him as she stood in the door frame.
"How long have you been there?" Grace jumped at her presence.
"Not long..." She replied embarrassed.
"Well, maybe his problem is that he has spent too long not being himself." Damon replied walking over to Grace's draws pulling out one of her bras. Grace shot over quick and grabbed it from him shoving it back in.
The vampire then sauntered over to the dressing table and grabbed a picture of her and Elena, she attempted to snatch it back, but Damon held it from her reach with a playful smirk.
"Don't make me sorry for asking you." She warned in a low tone.
"It is what it is, Elena." Damon started "The Stefan you know was 'good behaviour Stefan', 'under control Stefan', 'fight his nature into an annoying excessive level Stefan' but if you think there isn't another part to this then you have not been paying attention." As Damon was talking Grace snatched the picture from his hand.
"He's not you." Grace quickly stated to protect Elena's feelings "Not even close."
"Just because he doesn't want to be me, doesn't mean that deep down he's not." Damon retorted leaning close to the brunette telepath, before pulling back and walking from the room.
Stefan was finding it hard to be able to find something to do, his patients was wearing thin as he continued to deny his true self. Throwing the book he was reading back onto the shelf out of anger and annoyance, he walked over to Damon's liquor table and stopped... He tried to fight the need for the rough whisky, but he found himself more and more drawn as he tried to struggle away from it, bringing the glass to his lips was a great relief, maybe this would help curve his cravings.
"Grace, I think it's time." Elena announced quietly as they walked into the Gilbert house.
"Time for what?" Grace questioned.
"To tell Jer. I mean, if we're not careful then someone else is just going to tell him, then he's going to wonder why we didn't." Elena reasoned.
"Fine." Grace shrugged "Let's tell him."
They both walked upstairs and Grace knocked his bedroom door, Jeremy called that they could come in and Elena opened the door.
"Hey." Elena smiled.
"What's up?" Jeremy asked.
"Do you have some time to talk?" Grace quizzed.
"Uh, yeah, sure." Jeremy turned to them on the chair he was sitting on.
"Not here." Elena shook her head "c'mon, let's get out of the house."
They decided to go to the old lake and have a walk around there, first they told him that they were both twins, he took that really well, but then they had to tell them that they weren't related to him.
"I can't believe mom and dad never told you that you were adopted, or that you two were... twins." Jeremy looked at them both.
"I'm sure that would have eventually." Grace shrugged gently.
"Why were you worried about what I'd think?" Jeremy questioned openly.
"Because... I don't know, it's weird." Elena started "Going your whole lives thinking you're related by blood to someone..."
"Does it bother you we're not?" Jeremy asked.
"no, Jer. You're my brother that's all that matters." Elena smiled up at him before glancing over at Grace.
"So... Mr. Saltzman said you've been doing great in History." Grace suddenly spoke up.
"Yeah, yeah, he has really been helping me out. He have me some extra credit and stuff." Jeremy replied with a smile.
"He loved your Vampire paper." Elena spoke up carefully.
"He thought I had a clever angle." The younger boy nodded.
"What drew you to that subject matter?" Grace questioned coyly.
"I don't know." He shrugged "Boredom or maybe I'm just as nuts as the long line of Gilbert crazies." Jeremy joked.
"Gilbert's aren't crazy." Elena shook her head.
"Easy for you to say, you're not one." He joked.
"Ow!" She feigned hurt before punching him in the shoulder.
"So, Ms. Gilbert." Damon appeared in Grace's bedroom as she was getting ready later that day for the founder's day kick off party.
"Damon!" She screamed jumping out of her skin at his sudden presence, she was only wearing a pair of black panties and a matching bra, with her large 5 inch pumps on too.
"Can I escort you to the Founder's Day Kickoff Party tonight?" He questioned grabbing her navy blue mini dress of the bed cocking an eye brow at it.
"Give that here. And no." He grabbed it pulling it over her petite frame "Ugh." She growled forgetting the back of this dress was a corset tie up at the back "Where's Elena when you need her." she muttered.
"Here." Damon turned her gently moving her long, dead straight chocolate brown hair over her bony shoulder.
He ducked his head down pressing small, innocent kisses to her slender neck as he pulled the lace through the correct holes, but making sure you could see just a tiny bit of her back.
Grace couldn't help herself she leant her head back against his shoulder fully exposing her neck to him, he suckled gently surely leaving a hickey in it's place as he pulled back after finishing the corset with a small bow.
"You look divine." Damon kissed her forehead before zipping from the room.
Grace placed make up over the teeth marks that had been left after being at Ms. Gibbons house, they were probably permanent and in the worse place, and over the rising hickey on her pale skin.
Damon and Stefan walked into the 150th Anniversary Founder's Day Kickoff Party.
"Oh God! I shouldn't be here." Stefan announced stopping at the front door to the Lockwood Mansion.
"C'mon, don't be a downer, it's a party for the Founding Families! That would be us. It would be rude to skip it." Damon told him as he walked inside the building.
"You know, I really like you a whole lot more when you hated everybody." Stefan told Damon as he stood next to him.
"Oh I still do." He nodded "I just love that they love me." he chuckled "How are you feeling?"
"I'm good, I'm fine." Stefan nodded slightly on edge.
"No cravings? No urges? Is that whisky you've been drinking all day doing it's job?" Damon asked smelling the alcohol roll off him, this made Stefan laugh "We are who we are, Stefan. Nothing's going to change that."
"Ah! Nothing will make you happier than to just see me give in, huh, Damon?" Stefan asked knowingly.
"It's inevitable." Damon replied shortly.
"Well, I'm going to find Elena." Stefan walked into the crowd.
"Don't embarrass me, young man!" Damon called after him.
"Do you have to be such an ass to him?" Grace asked standing behind him, her hands crossed over her chest.
"Hmm, I was just about to go and look for you." Damon told her.
"I'm so glad you could join us tonight." Richard Lockwood announced to Kelly and Matt Donovan as he stood there with his son Tyler Lockwood.
"It was nice of you to reach out to us." Kelly nodded.
"This town is one big family, when we lose a member we all have to come together." Richard referred to the death of Vicki as he shook both of their hands "Matt." he nodded solemnly.
"Mayor." Matt nodded.
Richard and Tyler walked off to work the crowd again and Matt and Kelly both glanced at each other before his mother rolled her eyes.
"Well, I guess dead kid rates a special greeting from the Mayor." She told her son.
"God, mom!" Matt looked at her in disbelief.
"I need a drink." She moaned walking to the bar.
"Check this out." Tyler walked back with a bottle of alcohol in his hands.
"Your dad is going to beat you down if he catches you." Matt worried.
"Yeah, let him try." Tyler replied opening the bottle.
"Screw it." Matt snatched the bottle from his hand downing it.
Stefan was in the main room up at the bar drinking some more whisky when he noticed Elena waltz in he waved her over as he placed his drink down on the side.
"Hey." He smiled kissing her cheek "How are you?"
"Are you drunk?" She asked.
"Ok, I know it's a little weird but it's really helping me. The alcohol takes the edge off." He informed her.
"You're totally that drunk high school guy at parties sneaking booze." She smirked.
"I totally am, yeah." He agreed.
"How worried do I need to be?" Elena asked concerned.
"Oh no! You don't need to be worried. It's just until the cravings go away. Listen, I think we should enjoy it while it lasts. Would you like to dance with me?" Stefan asked holding out his hand.
"You hate dancing." She noted "I usually have to bed you."
"no, no, no, you usually have to beg sober me. The drunk me there is no begging necessary." He replied.
Elena glanced over her shoulder "There's no one dancing."
"That's because they need something better to dance to. I'll be right back." Stefan sauntered over to the DJ.
"Yeah.. That's not going to work." Kelly walked over to Elena "I already tried to buy the guy with $20 and a date. He said Carol Lockwood has complete control over the music choices." She rolled her eyes.
Elena looked over as Stefan began to compel the DJ "You'd be surprised what Stefan can accomplish when he puts his mind to it."
Suddenly the music changed from a calm classic piano to a more up-beat happy tune, Kelly ran over to Stefan and dragged him onto the dance floor.
"Have I entered an alternate universe where Stefan is fun?" Damon murmured to Grace as she stood in the door way to the room.
"Is he going to be ok?" Grace asked watching the younger brother.
"Eventually." Damon nodded pecking her shoulder gently "One way or another."
Later on that night Elena and Jenna were standing together joking around and laughing when Grace jumped over to them almost falling in her high pumps.
"the history teacher is coming." Grace announced in a low seductive voice.
"How do I look?" Jenna asked nervously as she saw Alaric approaching.
"Beautiful." Grace and Elena answered together.
"I was looking for you." Alaric told Jenna with a kind smile.
"Here I am." She giggled "I haven't seen you in a while."
"Well, uh..." Alaric, Grace and Elena shared an awkward look "Things have been a little crazy, but I'm here now. Do you want to get a drink?" he asked.
"Sure." Jenna nodded.
"Ok." Alaric smiled and they both left.
"Aww, they are just the cutest couple." Grace giggled.
Matt suddenly popped up behind them and hugged them both, the twins laughed and Grace broke out of the embrace laughing as she fixed her hair and walked away.
"When did this happen?" Matt asked referring to the dancing room.
"DJ had a change of heart." Elena replied.
"Do you want to dance?" Matt asked Elena casually.
"I don't know." Elena shook her head
"Yes." Matt replied catching her waist pulling her onto the dance floor.
"Matt!" She laughed loudly.
"You know I love a woman in uniform, but I have to side with this sone. You look smashing." Damon complimented her truthfully.
She laughed nervously "Thank you, Damon." She chinked her glass against his "Cheers! I needed that. You know, I have my doubts about you at first, but like everyone else in the council you've won me over..." She told him honestly.
"Thanks, Liz." Damon smiled "It's really nice how welcoming the council has been. I like my life here in Mystic Falls. Sort of feels like home again..."
"Well, you're not gonna like what I have to tell you. Jonathan Gilbert's claims check out. Blood bank, the missing people, all is true. We might have a problem." She lowered her voice.
Jeremy Gilbert noticed that Sheriff Forbes was talking to Damon and decided now was his chance to talk to her about Vicki Donovan's death.
"Excuse me, Sheriff. I was curious if there has been any more information about what happened to Vicki Donovan?" Jeremy questioned.
"It was an overdose, Jeremy." Liz stated.
"Yeah, but her body was buried. Somebody must have done that..." Jeremy replied shortly.
"We're aware of that... The investigation is ongoing, but there's nothing more I can tell you at this time, I'm sorry." She replied to the boy firmly.
"It's ok." Jeremy almost rolled his eyes as he walked away from the two.
Elena and Matt continued to dance, when he walked away from her, she spun around before falling into her drunk vampire boyfriend.
"Please dance with your alcoholic vampire boyfriend." Stefan purred holding his hand out.
Elena smirked taking it, Stefan began to dance with her, but when he spun her out Elena slammed into a man who was ill tempered.
"Wow! Watch it!" The man growled.
"I'm sorry, my fault, I'm clumsy." Elena took full blame with a happy smile.
"Then get off the dance floor." The man retorted.
"Excuse me?" Elena was now beginning to get offended.
"That's no way to talk to a lady." Stefan stood next to his hurt girlfriend.
"Whatever." The guy replied.
Stefan quickly caught his arm "I think you need to apologise." He compelled him.
"I'm sorry." The man apologised, but didn't seem like he meant it.
Stefan didn't let him go and wasn't going to until he really meant what he was saying "Now say it like you mean it." he continued to compel him.
"I'm really, really sorry." The man's voice was now full of terror.
"Stefan, it's fine." Elena assured him.
"Now walk away." Stefan pushed him.
"You seem lonely." Damon announced as Grace stood at the bar.
"I can't get served; I have no one to dance with; Elena is too busy trying to keep your brother in check..." She told him shortly "Have you noticed what your brothers been doing?"
"No, I've been too preoccupied with hers." Damon retorted, Grace glanced over at the older Salvatore brother confused "Jeremy's been asking questions about Vicki Donovan's death." He informed her.
"He knows that her death was ruled by an overdose." Grace shook her head.
"Really? 'Oh, but, Sheriff, someone buried her. Who would do that?'." Damon imitated Jeremy, a smirk fell from Grace's lips "I know, I know! Me!" He whispered holding his hand up "I could compel him, but he's wearing vervain."
"No, I don't want you to compel him." Grace told him sternly.
"If he keeps asking questions..." He trailed off.
"Damon, no. I'm serious." Her eyes were full of concern "We're not doing that to him, not again. We can handle it."
Damon rolled his eyes glancing beside him at the crimson red roses sat in a elegant vase, he plucked one and holding it out to her.
"Ok. Don't say I didn't warn you." He winked.
She slowly took it from his hands and he bent down stealing a quick kiss from her plump lips, a sigh fell from her lips as she opened her eyes to see he was already sauntering away from her, she shook her head from side to side.
Kelly was standing in the middle of the crowded hall looking for a waiter to give her empty glass to, but she was beginning to get impatient and decided to just up it in a plant pot, like she would at any other house party.
"I saw that." Tyler Lockwood's deep voice purred from a couple of feet away.
"Shh!" She giggled drunkly "We'll keep that between you and me. Where's the ladies room?" She glanced around.
"This way." he walked towards her holding his arm out "I'll show you."
Kelly glanced down at his glance and could practically smell the alcohol pouring from the coke that was attempting to mask the smell.
"Is that soda?" She asked taking the glass from his hand and chugging it "Vodka! Thank God." She laughed.
Damon was standing out on the balcony on the second floor on the Lockwood Mansion, a small smile appeared on his face when he heard footsteps behind him, he knew exactly who it was.
"Damon, right?" John Gilbert asked as he walked towards him.
"John." Damon stated the fair haired mans name.
"We didn't get a chance to meet at the council meeting." John replied.
"Yeah, it's a pleasure. Are you enjoying the kick-off?" Damon referred to the party.
"Oh yeah, I forgot how much fun small town celebrations can be..." John nodded.
"Yeah. When was the last time you were here?" Damon asked curiously.
"Hasn't been that long, my brother funeral. How long have you been in town?" John eyed Damon.
"Well, not long at all..." Damon shrugged.
"So what do you think, Damon? You know this vampire problem is real, right? It's a potential blood bath." John told Damon point blank.
"I wouldn't overreact, John." Damon replied shortly.
"Oh, I think it's like 1864 all over again, vampires running a mock. I guess we're just gonna have to hunt them down, throw them in a church and burn them again." John smirked.
"That's the story, huh?" Damon nodded.
"Part of the story, yeah." John replied.
"Oh, there's more?" Damon tilted his head.
"Oh there's a lot more. See, it seems there was a tomb under the church where vampires were hidden, waiting for someone to come along and set them free... but you already knew that didn't you?" John glared at him, but Damon didn't look at the man "Because you're the one that did it."
"And you're telling me this why?" Damon spat.
"I just thought we get the introduction out of the way." John replied sarcastically.
"You know that I could rip your throat out before anyone would notice?" Damon threatened.
"Yeah..." John shrugged.
"Yeah, ok... but you probably ingested vervain so..." Damon trailed off.
"Why don't you take a bite and find out." John teased with a devilish grin.
Damon returned the grin "This is not worth me time..."
They both smile at each other for a long time before Damon turned to leave walking towards the door, when suddenly he turned and rushed towards John breaking his neck and throwing him over the balcony for good measure, a grin produces on Damon's face before leaving the balcony.
Grace was fingering the beautiful rose Damon had given her, quickly finishing off the drink she had got from the bar, a sigh fell from her lips.
"You look bored." Stefan shouted over the music as he took a seat opposite her taking the rose from her hand smelling it before sliding behind her ear making sure it wouldn't fall.
"Everyone abandoned me." She shrugged.
"I didn't." He replied with a drunk smile "C'mon, I owe you for saving my life at the house..." She gave him a look and he smiled "come and dance, the music is fantastic!" he pulled her up.
"Stefan." She laughed "No, I can't dance." she protested.
"Well, I'm stronger than you, so you have to dance with me." He picked her up throwing her over his shoulder pulling her to the dance floor, a laugh mixed with a scream fell from her lips.
Jeremy is sitting on the couch looking depressed and distressed with the situation he was in with Vicki's death.
"Jer? I heard about your conversation with Sheriff Forbes." Elena told Jeremy, Grace had told Elena what Damon had told her.
"No one is trying to figure out what happened to her... They all want to believe she OD'd..." Jeremy looked at the brunette.
"Coroner's office confirmed it." She stated "If that's what they say happened then..."
"Is that what you believe?" Jeremy looked at Elena.
"What do you think happened?" She countered.
"I think that somebody killed her and buried her body and I don't think we should write it off just cause it's easy." He hushed his voice.
"They're just doing what they can to move on." Elena reasoned.
"The truth is the only think that's going to help people move on." Jeremy retorted.
"Jer, just let it go ok? Whatever it was she's gone now." Elena replied shortly.
"Whatever it was? So you don't think it was an overdose." Jeremy looked at her.
"Yes... I do." She lied.
"Is there something you're not telling me?" Jeremy asked seeing the uncomfortable look on Elena's face "Why aren't you looking at me?"
"Sorry, that doesn't mean anything." She told him.
"If there was something else you'd tell me right?" Jeremy eyed her suspiciously.
Elena paused for a long time "Of course I would."
Kelly and Tyler both sat outside the loud, hot Lockwood mansion laughing and joking around, they were both a little drunk.
"Oh god! I can't even walk." She announced.
"I know, me neither!" He laughed.
"Oh my God, Matt is going to kill me." Kelly referred to her son.
"He won't even notice." Tyler replied "I think he's actually having some fun for once."
"Yeah, I know I should be on my best behaviour because of Vicki, but I don't want to think about it. I can't, because if I do..." She feared that tears would fall in front of her son's best friend.
"Yeah, I was a dick to her." Tyler admitted "I was really bad, That's what I hate is I can't make any of it right. It's like I don't deserve to even miss her..."
Kelly placed her hand on his shoulder "You're nice to me. I don't have anyone to talk to."
They both pause for a really long time until Tyler nods "I don't have anyone to talk to either." With that statement they both move closer to each other, smiles appearing on their lips.
"Who knew I've been missing all the fun at founder's parties?" Matt announced as Elena walked over to him.
"This is rare believe me." She giggled.
"Is it bad that I'm enjoying myself?" He questioned.
"No, it's great that you are enjoying yourself..." She smiled "Thanks for making me dance." she embraced him.
He looked over her shoulder at the window and saw the outside world "Air. Air. I need some air. Come with me?" He questioned.
Elena took a side ways glanced at Grace and Stefan who were laughing and joking dancing around the crowded room, a smirk fell from Elena's lips too as she nodded.
"Sure." She replied.
"You haven't seen my mom have you?" Matt questioned looking around the room.
"No, not in while." She replied before walking outside with him in tow "Oh my God." She whispered at a sight she thought she'd never see.
Kelly Donovan was standing up whilst kissing her son's best friend Tyler, Matt saw this and ran over as fast as he could pulling Tyler off of his mother.
"What the hell are you doing man!" Matt asked his best friend angrily.
"Matt." Kelly tried to calm her son down.
"Mom!" He stopped her from talking.
"Whoa. Dude, calm down." Tyler held his hands up defensively.
Matt threw his fist and hit Tyler square in the face, he darker haired boy staggered back for a second until retaliating and punching Matt, who in turn knocked back into his mother and she was thrown back against a table smashing it.
Matt was laying on the floor when Tyler dove on him and began to beat him to a bloody pulp, Elena called for help and luckily Alaric stepped in pulling the angered black haired boy off of Matt.
"What the hell was that?" Alaric asked Tyler holding him back against a wall so he couldn't do anymore damage to the blond.
"I'll take it from here." Mayor Lockwood told Alaric so he could release his son "You hurt?" He asked his son and Tyler shook his head in response "It's ok, go get cleaned up."
Elena moved Matt so he was sitting back, he looked bag, but felt worse, even after everything Tyler had just done to him, he was still even more mad at his mom.
"Where is she?" He asked looking around.
"C'mon everyone, get back to the party." Mayor Lockwood told everyone that had come outside to see the fight between the Lockwood and the Donovan.
"I don't know... Put your head up." She ordered inspecting the cuts and bruises on his face.
"Ok, I'm all freshened up." Grace walked from the ladies room to link her arms with Stefan.
"Good, let's dance again." He grinned "Drink?" he offered her some.
"Alright." She shrugged and went to take a sip when Damon took it from her and handed it back to his younger brother "Damon." she complained.
"You want to hear the bad news or the really bad news?" The blue eyed boy looked at his brother.
"Actually, I don't want to hear any news." Stefan shrugged offering his drink to Grace again.
"Alright, let me rephrase. Do you want to hear how the council is back in Vampire move, or how I killed Uncle John Gilbert." He glanced down at the brunette.
"You what?" Grace hissed.
"Great party by the way, huh?" He smirked before pulling Grace out of where they were dancing.
"Damon." Stefan called after them, but he suddenly came to a stop when he smelt something that made his senses flare, he looked to the side of him and saw Kelly Donovan sobbing, with a large gash on her forehead which was still oozing with blood.
"Everything ok?" He asked sympathetically.
"No." She sobbed "I ruined it, I always ruin it. What's wrong with me?"
Stefan couldn't keep his eyes off the large slit on Kelly's forehead, licking his lips he reached out and touched it, he felt the warm blood on his fingers.
"What are you doing?" She questioned uncomfortably.
Stefan finally controls himself and looks at the freaked out older woman "Uh, I'm sorry." he apologised before walking away from her, not hesitating to suck the blood clean off his fingers.
Grace was trying her best to ignore Damon and be angry with him, but she suddenly saw something out the corner of her eye that made her anger rise within her even more than before.
"Is this some sick joke?" She hissed at Damon giving him a look that had death written in the already dark brown orbs.
"What?" He asked confused.
"John is over there, do you think it's funny pretending to kill someone?" Disgust was evident in her normally upbeat bubbly voice.
Damon quickly spun around and saw John Gilbert walking in shaking peoples hands with a smug smile on his face.
"You've got to be kidding me." He shook his head from side to side "I really killed him, Grace, I pushed him off a balcony, I saw him hit the ground..."
"Then how is he alive?" Grace took a step towards the older Vampire.
"That's what I want to know." He growled putting one hand protectively around her waist.
Mayor Lockwood was up at the front of the party making the grand introduction of John Gilbert who kept looking across the room at Damon.
"Thank you all, thank you very much, thank you. Thank you all for joining us tonight in just a few minutes we will officially begin the countdown for our upcoming founders' day celebration and it's a very special one this year. The one hundred fiftieth birthday of our town and I would like to welcome back one of our town's favourite sons to do the honours of ringing our official bell. John Gilbert, would you please join me up here?" He called to the audience.
John Gilbert smiled at the applause he was getting as he joined the Mayor up on the make shift stage he was standing on with the ceremonial bell next to him.
"One hundred and fifty years of community, prosperity, family. We take care of each other, we look after each other, and we protect each other." He looked down at Damon "It's good to be home." he smirked.
Alaric walked over to the two and Damon glanced at John as he was holding the string to ring the bell with something interesting caught his eye.
"Look at his right hand." Damon told Grace and Alaric.
"Who?" Alaric questioned.
"Town's favourite son..." He rolled his bright blue orbs "Look at his ring."
"Just looks like a ring." Grace shrugged not thinking the ring was anything special.
Alaric held his hand out "Well, it looks like mine." He told the brunette.
"So?" Grace asked.
"This is brings me back to life if I killed by anything supernatural." He told her.
"Yeah, and that would be a big coincidence if he didn't just came back from the dead 5 minutes ago. Where the hell did you get that ring?" Damon asked the History teacher.
"Isobel, my wife." Alaric shrugged.
"Who gave birth to Grace and Elena, under the medical care of the esteem Dr. Grayson Gilbert, John's brother!" Damon looked at John.
"Do you think John knew Isobel?" Grace questioned tilting her head gently.
"I think John knew a lot of things." Damon squeezed her waist "but most of all I think you should go and find Elena, go home, now."
"Why? I want to stay with you, I want to know what John knows." Grace told him.
"I think if John see's us together anymore he's going to start to suspect something, he can't know that you know... not yet." Damon told her "Go, I'll come by later."
"Ok." She nodded before walking off in the crowd to find her twin.
Stefan was walking across the parking lot as fast as he could when someone stepped out from where they were leaning against their car and barges into him.
"Sorry about that, man." He was the man that Stefan had compelled earlier to apologise to Elena for being rude "I really am terribly sorry." he repeated as he pushed him.
"You don't want to do this, man." Stefan shook his head.
Pushing him again the man smirked "I'm about that too. All I can do is apologise, what's the about?" He asked.
"Get out of my way please." Stefan tried to act civil.
"No girl to show off for now? I see what this is." He nodded and went to punch him, but Stefan caught his hand and crushed it, breaking several bones, the man called out in pain as Stefan then threw it him to the floor, his face become dark with anger and bloodlust "What are you man?" He asked terrified for his life.
Jeremy had left the Founders party early, torn from his conversation he had with Elena earlier at the party, he ran up to her room and took a good look at his surroundings, was he really about to go through all of her personal belongings to find out the truth? Yes.
Searching in every draw, behind pictures, under her bed and pillow, he couldn't find her diary anywhere, giving up he took a seat on her dressing table, when an idea came to him, there was a large canvas picture over her bed, pulling it back delicately her diary fell out, he smiled before putting it back in it's rightful place, making sure it was straight.
Opening the pages he saw many paragraphs that he didn't want to see or wishing he never had, certain lines stood out to him most like 'bodies drained of blood' 'take away Jeremy's pain...' and 'Vicki was a monster?' Elena had been lying to him...
Stefan stood over the man's body when he heard Elena calling his name, Grace turned when she thought she heard something but she only saw a heap on the floor.
"Elena, what's that?" Grace asked slowly as she pointed to the black figure she couldn't make out.
Both girls ran over in their large heels and restrictive dresses, as they got closer they heard a groan coming from the man as he regained consciousness.
"Are you ok?" Grace asked kneeling next to him.
"My arm." He complained "I lost my balance and fell. I'm clumsy." His voice was like it was all scripted, Grace and Elena exchanged glances.
Tyler was sitting alone in his father's office when the Mayor walked in, he had a less than pleased look on his face.
"Dad, I'm sorry. I don't even know what happened. I was drinking and... I lost control. I can't explain it-" His father reached across and slapped him hard.
"It is the last time you ever embarrass this family..." He told him sternly.
Matt is in his house angrily packing his mothers suitcase, throwing all of her clothes in there messily.
"What are you doing?" Kelly asked as she walked into the room "Matt. Don't."
"I can't do it anymore, mom. So just go alright? You've done it before so more times than I can count." He insulted her parenting.
"I'm not leaving you." She told him, yet he didn't respond "Matty." She took his arm but he yelled at her, she quickly jumped back.
"Don't you get it? I'm better off without you?" He told her, his voice shaking.
"No!" She gripped his arm "tonight was… god I'm so sorry." She whispered beginning to cry again "I know I failed you and I failed Vicky but I won't do it to you again. I promise I'll get it together."
"I want you out of the house and my life by morning." He told her with certainty as he left his mother to sob.
Damon and Alaric followed John out of the the party, John knew they were following him, he was just waiting for them to talk.
"Going somewhere?" Damon questioned.
"I never liked to be the last one to leave a party... It's too desperate. You going to kill me again? Or are you going to let Mr. Saltzman do your dirty work." John stopped and so did the other two.
"Ok, you obviously know who I am." Alaric nodded.
"I do." John smiled "Alaric Saltzman, the high school history teacher with a secret." He announced.
"Sure know a lot for someone who just got into town." Damon stated.
"More than you could imagine, Damon." He retorted "My knowledge of this town goes beyond anything that you." he looked at the elder Salvatore brother "or you." He looked at the history teacher "Or the council knows. So if you were planning on some high speed snatch ring kill move, know that if I die, everything I know goes to the council, including a fascinating little tale about the Salvatore brothers." This made Damon's grin drop "And their present day return to Mystic Falls."
"How did you get that ring?" Alaric asked as Damon was in shock.
"I inherited one." John spat "My brother, Gray, the other... This was his." He held up his hand showing off the ring "And I wouldn't have given mine to Isobel if I had know she'd hand it over to another guy."
"So you did know her." Damon finally spoke.
"Who did you think sent her your way when she wanted to become a vampire?" John smirked.
"You sent her?" Damon asked.
"Guilty." he held up his hands "Why? Did you think someone else sent her? Maybe Fayth Pierce?"
"How do you know about Fayth?" Damon growled.
"How do I know anything, Damon?" John gave him a smug look.
"What do you want?" Damon finally asked.
"So many questions. It was a pleasure meeting you, Ric. I'd heard so much about you." he smirked before walking away.
Grace was just getting ready for bed, sitting under the warm duvet brushing her hair when suddenly an angry Damon appeared in the room.
"Crap!" She screamed jumping out of her skin as he arrived "Do you have to keep doing that?"
"That John is a real piece of work." Damon growled.
"mmm." She mused "What's happened now?" She patted the bed for him to come and sit next to her.
He didn't hesitate in joining her removing his shirt first, she laughed rolling her eyes as he climbed under the duvet too, edging as close as he could to the telepath.
"I didn't say take your shirt off and climb into bed with me, I said come and join me." She told him.
"You're not complaining." He smirked.
"What happened, Damon?" She rolled her eyes.
"He knows so much... He knows about me and Stefan... About Ric... I'm guessing he knew that you and Elena were related before you both did..."
"Now that you mention it he wasn't exactly surprised when Elena told him..." Grace creased her eye brows "But that's not surprising... considering it was Elena's adoption father who was there whilst Isobel was giving birth..."
"and, get this, he was the one that sent Isobel to me..." Damon shook his head "That guy, he really makes my blood boil."
"Yeah." Grace nodded "I understand." She patted his knee.
"Maybe I should leave, you look tired." Damon noted her sleepy eyes.
"Can you stay until I fall asleep?" Grace asked a small red tinge being added to her cheeks when she said it "I've been feeling lonely since Heidi left.." She admitted.
"Sure." Damon smiled as she readjusted herself so that she could fall asleep, pulling the frilly pillows down and yawning "Night, Angel." He stroked her dark, slightly damp hair where she had just got out of the shower.
"Night." She mumbled.
Elena and Jenna are climbing up the stairs complaining about the parties that were still to come during the month, she walked to Jeremy's room to see him sitting there.
"Are you ok?" She questioned.
"Fine." Jeremy answered shortly.
"Are you sure?" She repeated.
"I'm fine, Elena." He told her.
She shrugged and walked into her bedroom and took off her coat throwing it on the bed, as he began to tie her hair up she went to grab a hair band and saw Stefan in the mirror.
"Oh my God!" Elena breathed "You scared me."
"Sorry. I'm sorry I ran off earlier." he told her.
"What happened? Is everything okay?" She asked concerned.
He paused "Uh, no." He admitted, he didn't want to lie to her anymore.
"Talk to me." She clothes the bathroom's door so that if Jeremy walked out of his room he would see that Elena had Stefan in there and rejoins Stefan "Stefan, tell me."
He sat down on Elena's bed hesitating telling her "I tried so hard to keep together tonight and it was working, it was working but then Matt's mom, she got hurt and she was bleeding and I had her blood on my hands"
"And then what happened?" She asked scared.
"And then that guy on the parking lot, I wanted to feed on him and it took everything inside of me not to do it." His voice was full of frustration and anger.
"But you didn't?" She asked.
"No, but I wanted to. Oh my god. Elena, my head is pounding. I feel like my skin is on fire. I have this hunger inside of me that I've never felt before in my entire life and all I keep thinking about is how I promised that I would never keep anything from you, and so I'm telling you this." He told her.
"That's okay; I need you to tell me these things." She reminded him, almost happy that he was letting her in.
"But I don't want you to see me like this, I don't want you to know that this side of me exists." He told her putting his head down ashamed.
"Stefan, you're gonna get through this." She assured him "I'm gonna help you go through. It's gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay." She takes his face between her hands but he rejects her and gets up crossing the room to be away from her.
"Sorry, I can't, I'm afraid of what I could do to you." He whispered clearly uncomfortable to be in his own skin.
"I'm not." Her voice was not shaking, it was confident and clear she walked towards him and takes again his face between her hands and repeated herself "Stefan, I'm not." She looks directly into his torn hazel eyes and kissed him with a loving passion "I'm not, okay?" She pulled back whispering against his lips before pulling him into warm embrace him.
"I love you so much." He told her squeezing her tight.
"Oh, I love you too." She responded.
Stefan walked into the library to see that Damon had now returned home, he was sitting in front of the fire place with his trusty bourbon infused with blood in hand.
"We have a problem Stefan and when I say problem I mean global crisis. It seems that Uncle John..." He looked up to see that his brother was in no fit state to be talking about John Gilbert "You don't look so good. Its different this time isn't it? The need is too strong. Of course it would be after all these years." He put his glass down on the table and looked at Stefan as he rose from his seat before walking over and placing his hand on his younger brothers shoulder gently "have a good night, brother." he left Stefan to his own devices.
Stefan took slow steps towards Damon's drink, he was right, the need was too strong this time, he brought the glass up to his lips and took a swig. He couldn't resist as the blood swan over his tastebuds and his needs were being satisfied by the delicious blood in the whisky, he finished off the glass, but felt so guilty about it...
A/N
I know! I haven't updated in quite a while, but here you go, I will try and get another chapter up tonight as well! Hope you enjoy, please review, fav and alert!
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