Twisted Love
Season Three
Ordinary People
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Vampire Diaries, I only own Grace and Fayth :)
Grace and Damon were just planning on having a shower, it was early in the morning and he was telling her about what had happened yesterday in the Old Lockwood Caverns.
"And you don't know what he found?" Grace asked looking over her shoulder at him, her mouth was slightly ajar after listening to the booby-traps that were left down there.
"Yeah. He just disappeared. I guess that's what happens when witches banish ghosts back to the other side." Damon replied turning her so she was facing him "How about you? Why were you in tears yesterday? When I got in you were past out, nothing was going to wake you..."
"Oh. Erm." She paused tucking a piece of hair behind her ear taking a deep breath "You remember Heidi, my Gran?" She couldn't find the words to tell him the full story, her heart was aching too much from the loss.
"Yep." Damon nodded "Moved away when you found out you and Elena were related." He shrugged carelessly.
"Klaus killed her." Grace whimpered and Damon stared at her confused "He was trying to find me... and... and he killed her because she was protecting me." She broke down in sobs.
Damon caught the petite girl as her kneels buckled but before she could hit the floor, holding her in his arms she wept into the crook of his neck, they sat on the floor of the bathroom leaning back against the wall, she was between his legs in a ball as he held her tightly. Only the sounds of the water from the shower hitting the floor and Grace's breathless sobs could be heard.
"I'm sorry." Damon whispered rubbing her back, he was surprised that length Klaus would go to find her, he gritted his teeth as anger washed over him.
"It hurts so much, Damon." She whispered as she pulled back looking into his dazzling blue eyes, getting lost in them for a moment, as he stroked her face gently "I'm so lost, I don't know what to do. I feel as if I'm losing so many people, like I've lost everyone I love." She admitted.
"It's alright." Damon assured her cupping her cheek pulling her down to kiss him tenderly, before pulling away his lips lingering there for a moment "You still have me." He kissed her temple sweetly "You will always have me, no matter what happens, I will be here for you. I love you."
"Thank you." She began to sob again her shoulders shaking "I love you, too." He hated the sound of her crying, it made his heart break a thousand times over, a small tear trickled down his cheek as he just held her until she ceased her crying.
A little while later Elena and Alaric are waiting at the start of the Lockwood cellar, Damon and Grace would be showing up soon and that's why they were standing there, they grew bored turned and started to walk into the caves.
"So the Lockwoods really have no idea that these tunnels are underneath their property?" Elena questioned as she turned to face Alaric with a flashlight in her hand.
"Careful where you shine that thing. Bats hate the light." Alaric smirked and Elena visible stiffened, she obviously had some kind of fear of bats.
"Wait, what?" Elena whispered turning to the teacher eyes wide.
"Boo." Grace whispered behind Elena and she jolted a scream erupted from her lips, it echoed through the caves as Grace cracked up laughing, she was much better than her break down that morning.
"Grace!" She hit her.
"I'm working on my sneaking." Grace giggled drying her eyes "I'm getting pretty good."
"Yeah you are." Damon smiled as he walked up behind her trapping his hands on his woman's hips "Hey, scaredy-cat." He looked at Elena.
"Shut up." Elena hissed jokingly.
"Just ignore him. That's what I do." Alaric threw Damon a glare.
"So you both can't get in?" Elena questioned.
"No. Seems to me like the ancient Lockwood's were anti-vampire." Damon shrugged as they all continued to walk through the caves, careful for any booby-traps.
"What do you mean ancient?" Elena asked.
"See for yourself." Damon shrugged as they got to the barrier "Well, this is as we get to go." Grace and Damon had to stop, but Elena and Alaric could happily walk inside and look around at the carvings that were left on the cave wall.
"What is all this?" Elena asked.
"What is it?" Grace tried to look, but her view was obscured by walls.
"Well, as far as I can tell, it's a story. In simple, archaeological terms, it's a really, really old story. That right there, is the moon cycle. A man, a wolf." Alaric explained handing Grace a polarized picture so she could see.
"A werewolf." Grace noted.
"Yeah, it's the Lockwood diaries. Pictionary style." Alaric replied and Grace smirked.
"I don't understand." Elena whispered "I thought that the Lockwood came here with the Original founders in the 1860s."
"I don't know. Maybe the Lockwoods did, but according to this wall, these werewolves have been here a lot longer than that." Alaric explained, giving them what little information he had so far.
"How long?" Grace asked.
"Long. It's gets better. Show her, Ric." Damon grinned.
"Names. They're not native. They're written in Runic." Alaric informed the two girls.
"As in Vikings?" Grace asked creasing her eye brows.
"This name here." He passed Grace another polaroid "Can you read it?"
"Niklaus?" Grace asked as her eyes widened "Klaus... You have got to be kidding me."
"The one and only." Damon replied as he showed her more pictures "And Elijah... and Rebekah."
"How did you learn to read Runic?" Elena looked over at her twin as she studied the pictures.
"I like history." She shrugged "I read a book, taught myself..."
Flashback 1000 years ago
Rebekah was standing in a dark cave using a sharp, small dagger to cave into a wall, Klaus walked in, his hair was longer that it would be in the future, but he still looked handsome.
"Rebekah, let me have at it!" Klaus ordered.
"Quiet, Niklaus!" Rebekah ordered "Ought to have more concentration if I'm not to slice off a finger." The blonde hissed.
"Father will not like you handling the blade." Klaus told her crossing his arms over his chest.
"If I want to wield a blade, I shall wield a blade! Father need not know." She shot him a look.
"He will find out. He always does." Klaus voice was low.
"That is because you always tell him." Rebekah replied.
"I cannot help it, he frightens me." Klaus admitted in a small voice.
"He frightens us all." Rebekah rubbed his back "That is why we stick together as one, always and forever. Right, traitor?" She winked.
"Right." Klaus smiled.
"Here." She held the knife out for him to take "You finish it and Ill help mother with the meal."
"Yes. Go tend to dinner, leave the blades to the men, little sister." He threw her a teasing look making Rebekah narrowed her eyes as she stabbed the knife into his palm, he called out giving her a deathly look "Rebekah!"
"It's just a little blood." She cooed "Be a man about it." She flipped her luscious blonde locks over her shoulder as she walked away from him.
Back to Present
"These are the names of the Original family?" Elena asked.
"Caved into a cave that's been there since way before the founding on Mystic Falls. Or even the entire New World for that matter." Alaric's voice was full of surprise and even excitement.
"Ok, this has gotta be one of Klaus' fakes." Elena shook her head and Grace scanned the pictures over and over.
"That's what I said." Damon noted looking over Grace's shoulder at the pictures in her hands.
"That could be true, except the last name up here made us think otherwise." Alaric passed yet another picture to Grace and Elena looked at the wall.
"What's the name?" Elena asked looking at the carving on the wall.
"Mikael." Grace whispered running her fingers over the picture "It says Mikael... as in the vampire hunter who knows how to kill Klaus?"
"Yep. And I like to call him Papa Original." Damon stated and Grace's jaw dropped open in shock as a flash came form inside of the dead end, Alaric continued to take pictures.
Alaric ad Damon were looking at the photos that the teacher had originally taken whilst Elena and Grace were practicing their vampire combat "These images tell a story... To learn the story, I have to decipher these images." Alaric informed them
Elena was suddenly back against the wall, Grace's hand loosely trapped around her neck as she gave her a look "C'mon, Elena, what's happened? You're sloppy."
"I'm new at this." She shrugged her off getting ready to fight again "Give me a break."
"'Ghost of Christmas Past' Mason Lockwood set up the cave and lead us to a weapon that can kill Klaus." Damon shrugged as he watched the two fight.
"Yeah, but doesn't Mikael have a weapon?" Elena asked as she lunged at Grace making the vampire dodge.
"Yes." Damon confirmed "Which probably means the wall will leads us to Mikael, who we have already found and lost."
Grace caught Elena again and had her teeth close to the doppelgänger's neck "You're dead..."
"These images at the very least might tell us what the weapon is." Alaric argued.
"Then all we have to do is find out what they mean." Grace walked over to the table to look at them.
"Fine! Fine." Damon hissed "If I am being irritatingly optimistic like you two. How are we supposed to do that?" He saw the look in Alaric's eyes and caught his drift "Oh..."
"Well, I can think of one way." Alaric glanced over at Grace "If the story is about the Original family living here... then you go straight to the source."
"Huh?" Grace looked at him confused before he held up the picture of Rebekah's name carved into the wall "No. No way. The last time I saw the blonde Original bimbo bitch she tried to stake me... So no."
Damon caught Grace in his arms and gave her a pleading smile, fluttering his eyes lashes "For me.. Please." Grace let out a heavy sigh, she was like putty in his hands.
Grace walked out onto the football field to see the cheerleaders, Rebekah was there doing the cheers perfectly, the younger vampire let out a sigh as she approached the Original.
"You! Goody!" Rebekah scoffed as she saw the beautiful brunette stalk towards her.
"I was hoping we could talk." Grace announced.
"About what? Damon? Stefan? Don't worry – I'm not going after you man... and I'm off Stefan until he starts treating me better. In fact, your sister should probably start taking a page out of my book, if I'm honest." Rebekah retorted.
"If I'm honest, I couldn't care less about stupid vampire boyfriend problems." Grace hissed "I'd much rather talk about this..." she held up the picture of the photo with Rebekah name written in Runic "You know, I'm curious as to why you and Klaus have spent 1000 years running from your father..."
"I should get back to the girls." Rebekah turned a worried look in her eyes "Homecoming's right around the corner." Her normal upbeat British voice was now even higher with fear.
"Well then maybe I'll ask Mikael when we wake him." Grace smirked as she tucked the picture back away in her bag, turning on her heels.
"You're bluffing!" Rebekah hissed as she turned back to the brunette who was glancing over her shoulder at the blonde, a challenging look was in her chocolate brown orbs.
"So then who's rotting in that old cemetery in Charlotte?" Grace gnawed on her bottom lip, her orbs full of innocence.
"If you wake Mikael we are all doomed!" Rebekah told her, Grace could see the ultimate fear in her eyes.
"So then tell me." Grace demanded as she turned to her fully.
"Why do you want to know?" Rebekah questioned.
"Why don't you want me to wake him?" Grace cocked an eye brow.
"I need to get back to the girls." Rebekah flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder as she walked away from her.
Flashback 1000 years ago
"Come on Henrik!" Rebekah called as she caught her young brothers hand "Our brothers are fighting again." She giggled in excitement as they approached Elijah and Klaus who were play fighting with swords.
"Oh look, our sister has arrived." Elijah noted "Watch my fast approaching victory."
"On the contrary, Elijah." Klaus slashed Elijah belt in two "Just come to laugh at you."
Mikael approached the two fast and all the children had a look of fear in their eyes "Relax, Mikael." Esther attempted to calm her husbands burning rage "Niklaus means well."
"That is precisely my problem." Mikael hissed as he snatched the sword from Elijah's hand and turned to Niklaus "So, why don't you teach me that trick, young warrior?" He began to fight with Klaus.
"Father, we were just having fun." Klaus told him innocently.
"We fight for out survival!" Mikael growled "And you find time for fun! I want to have fun! Teach me! Come on!"
"Father it was nothing-" Before Klaus could finish his sentence his father disarmed him and threw him to the floor with ease holding the sharp blade of the sword to his sons throat.
"You are foolish and impulsive, my boy. What? No more laughter?" Mikael taunted.
"You've made your point, Mikael!" Esther hissed protective of her son, her husband rose throwing the sword to the ground angrily.
"Somedays it's a miracle you're still alive, boy." Mikael spat as he left.
Back to Present
Alaric and Elena were looking at all of the photos laid out on the table, minus the picture of Rebekah's name in runic, which was what Grace had with her as leverage for Rebekah. The teacher wrote 'vampire' on a post-it note and placed it on the that looked like two sets of fangs.
Elena then picked up that same picture and creased her eye brows as she compared it to another picture "I think this one is vampire and this one is werewolf." She pointed to the one with the 'vampire' post-it on it then pointed to the one that had a sun and one set of fangs.
"I think you're right." Alaric nodded as he wrote werewolf on a post-it note and changed them over.
Just outside of Alaric's apartment Grace was on her phone to Damon "She's going to tell me. She's scared of him, Damon. I saw her face. I just have to engage in a little mean girl power struggle first." She smirked.
"Make sure she doesn't power struggle you into a grave." Damon countered.
"I've got this, Damon." Her voice was full of confidence "If we can figure out a way to kill Klaus, Stefan will be free of his compulsion and can stop being a dick." She narrowed her eyes "How does he look?"
"Hmm – pasty and pouty." Damon noted as he looked through the bars into the cell at his younger brother.
"He'll have to get over it. Call me later. Rebekah will come around." She smiled "I love you."
"I love you." Damon grinned as he hung up.
Grace walked into Alaric's apartment to see them pining over the picture she slid the Rebekah one back onto the table "Are you sure?" Elena asked as she heard Grace's plan "I mean, a thousand year old vampire, is not the art of patience." The brunette vampire looked down at her phone as her sister spoke, she had got a text from the one and only Rebekah Mikaelson.
Come over for a chat. Rebekah.
"She's a thousand year old vampire, who's just joined the cheerleader squad... This is a whole different set of rules that play here, 'Lena. I got this." She showed her the message a smug smile across her lips.
Damon walked into Stefan's cell and eyed him up and down tisking under his breath as he watched his younger brother waste away "You know, if you are gonna keep me locked in here for the next decade. I think we ca skip the routine visits." Stefan hissed.
"You know I'm not a big champion in this whole Lexi-recovery-plan. When Elena thinks this place is gonna weaken you out, break you down and make you feel again..."
"we should all listen to Elena, right?" Stefan scoffed "I mean, her plans always work out so well, don't they? Why are you here?" He coughed.
"What are you talking about? It's family day out of vampire rehab. So I'm paying a visit to my baby brother." The raven haired vampire cooed.
"Go away." Stefan hissed.
"Nah – thought we could hang out, old brother bonding." He grinned "How've you been Stef?"
"You know, Klaus may want to keep Grace alive and have her all to himself, but that doesn't mean she's safe with Rebekah." Stefan taunted him.
"Liar, liar pants of fire, brother." Damon smirked "My guess is Klaus wouldn't leave town knowing he has all his bases covered, that includes Grace, so what I think is the great Klaus has compelled you to protect them both, Elena more than Grace, but still... So, if you thought for even a second that she was in danger, you'd be working a lot harder."
"Got me." Stefan whispered.
"Yep." Damon popped the 'p' childishly.
"You got me. You're good. Congratulations. You can go now." Stefan shooed him.
"You really have given up." Damon nodded.
"Actually, this is my happy face." He hissed as Damon pulled at Stefan's chains releasing him "What are you doing?" Stefan creased his eye brows.
"Screw this Lexi-plan. Think we could both use a drink." Damon smiled.
Grace walked into her home putting her keys down in the little bowl, she could hear music coming from the parlour room, walking towards it she saw Rebekah standing there, two champagne flutes and a smouldering grin "Hey! What's up?"
"You invited me over to my house." Grace reminded her "To talk."
"Alright girls, have at it." The blonde called handing Grace a glass and they both sipped tentatively as girls walked out in homecoming dresses "Are you, uh, planning on going to the homecoming dance?"
"Haven't really given in a thought." Grace admitted "You compelled your own private runway show?" She laughed loudly, enjoying what Rebekah was doing.
"I need a homecoming dress." Rebekah smiled at the giggling girl "So, what do you think? Pick one."
"I'm not sure, Rebekah. They're all really nice. Look really expensive." She noted.
"Then you have one, too." The blonde's eyes flashed in excitement "Don't let them go to waste..."
"Well, I think you'd look great in this one." Grace walked over to the redhead wearing a fire engine red dress "With the blood an all." she joked.
"Good choice." Rebekah smiled "I think black is more your colour." She walked over to the brunette in a short black minidress "Perfect for you."
"Well, this was fun." Grace smiled as she looked at the receipt her eyes widening at the price of all the dress combined "Shall we talk?"
"Go away." She ordered the many girls "Remember nothing." she then turned to Grace a less friendly look on her face "You do not threaten me, little girl. You'll learn what I allow you to lean. Is that clear?" She hissed and Grace nodded slowly "Great. I think we'll grow to be great friends. Drink, pal?"
Alaric's door was knocked and Elena got up walking over to answer it, she saw Bonnie standing there and hugged her tightly "Hey."
"Bonnie!" Alaric smiled "Come on in."
"Got your message." She slid her phone into her back pocket.
"Yeah, great. I'm sorry the place is such a mess. I'm obsessed..." He admitted looking at all the pictures.
The witch reached into her tote bag and pulled out Elena's vervain necklace "Brought you the necklace that wouldn't die."
"Ah – that's great." Alaric smiled as he took the chain looking at the pendant.
"You ok?" Elena asked softly.
"Been better..." Bonnie admitted and Elena stroked her back comfortingly.
"Listen, Jeremy is an idiot." Alaric told her "I know this with certainty, because I was once Jeremy. Trust me, he'll learn... eventually." He grabbed one of the photos "I've been trying to figure out what it meant. And now I know." he grabbed another post-it note and wrote witch on it before putting in on the picture which matched the pendant on Elena's necklace.
Rebekah and Grace walk into Stefan's room, they had moved onto harder alcohol now and were getting a little tipsy "How fun is this..." Rebekah giggled with the smaller girl.
"w-we shouldn't be in here." Grace slurred looking through one of Stefan's many journals.
"Course we should!" Rebekah gushed swigging at her drink "Come on, like you never wanted to snoop..." She opened a draw to reveal Stefan's underwear "Boxer briefs. A lot has changed from the 20s." She scoffed and Grace laughed
"Are we gonna root through Stefan's stuff all night long, or are you going to tell me your story?" Grace looked at her "C'mon, friend to friend... buddy to buddy... girl to girl..."
"Tell me, baby-vampire." Rebekah sat on Stefan's desk "What is it like having a sister?"
"Good. Sometimes." Grace admitted "Elena and I are really alike so we clash a lot, but it's good to have someone there. Someone that will always have your back. I imagine it to be the same as having a brother... Like you with your brothers." She paused "Elijah said that your father was a landowner in Europe. How did you guys end up here?"
"My parents had just started a family." Rebekah smiled as she continued to sift through Stefan's personal items "When a plague struck their homeland. They lost a child to it. They wanted to escape and protect their future family from the same fate."
"So, how did you end up here? This part of the world hadn't been discovered yet." Grace reminded her.
"Not by anyone in your history books." Rebekah smirked "But my mother knew a witch Ayanna, who heard from the spirits of a mystical land where everyone was healthy. Blessed by the gifts of speed and strength; that lead my family here, where we lived amongst those people."
"The werewolves?" Grace guessed.
"To us they were just our neighbours. My family lived in peace with them for over 20 years, during which time my family had more children, including me." She grinned.
"You make it sound so normal." Grace noted.
"It was." She smiled "Once a month our family would retreated into the caves beneath our village. The wolves would howl through the night and by morning we'd return home."
Flashback 1000 years ago
Rebekah was stood in the home of the ancient witch Ayanna, she was looking at the talismans and necklaces hanging from a rope on the ceiling, she touched one softly, it would be the same one that Elena would get hold of in the future, suddenly a burning sensation ran through her fingers scolding her.
"Ayanna, it burned me!" Rebekah complained.
"That is not yours to touch." The witch through her a smirk.
"Mother!" Niklaus voice boomed through the forest fast approaching the village.
"Is that Niklaus? Something is wrong." Rebekah announced as they ran out of the witches house to see Niklaus holding his younger brothers dead body in his arms "Henrik!"
"Mother!" Klaus yelled.
Back to Present
"One full moon, Klaus and my youngest brother Henrik snuck out to watch the men turn into beasts. That was forbidden. Henrik payed the price..." Rebekah announced.
Grace could see the pain on the girls face, she nodded and let the girl continued her story about how she had lost her younger brother so tragically.
Flashback 1000 years ago
"No! No!" Esther screamed as she approached the boys dead body "What happened!"
"The wolves." Klaus whimpered "I am sorry, I am so sorry!"
"We must save him. Please, there must be a way!" Esther called to Ayanna who stood there with a solemn look on her face.
"The spirits will not give us a way, Esther. Your boy is gone." The older witch patted her shoulder gently.
"No! No!" Esther screamed.
Back to Present
Rebekah sighed as she placed one of Stefan's personal items down on the side "And that was the beginning of the end of peace with our neighbours..." She sighed looking over her shoulder at the brunette who watched her carefully, sorrow filling her chocolate brown orbs "And one of the last moments my family had together as humans." Grace's phone began to ring "You better get that. It'll be Damon checking up on you." She smiled gently.
"Hello?" Grace answered her phone.
"Hey!" Damon grinned.
"Damon, where are you?" Grace asked hearing the loud music buzzing around him.
"No idea." He smirked looking around the packed bar he was in "But I'm pretty sure you would love it... Still standing?"
"Yes, I'm fine." Grace smiled "I can't talk right now."
"I'll be at the bar." Stefan told Damon firmly as he walked away from his older brother.
"Is that Stefan?" Grace asked.
"Yeah, I kinda went off a bit... Don't worry – I know what I'm doing." He answered her.
"Damon! How could you let him out? Elena is not going to be happy." Grace hissed turning away from the smirking blonde.
"I got this, Grace. You handle Barbie Original. I'll handle my brother. I love you." He sung as he hung up "What are we drinking?" He asked Stefan.
"For me something a little bit warmer, a little blonder..." Stefan glanced around as a blonde bartender approached them with a flirtatious smile on her face.
"Hi!" She squeaked.
"Hello..." Damon looked at the girls name tag "Callie. I would love a shot of your best whiskey and my brother here would love..." He began to compel her "A shot of you."
"What's the catch, Damon?" Stefan glanced across at his brother.
"No catch, brother. Drink up. It's on me." He smiled as Stefan leaned across and grabbed Callie's wrist tearing into it "Hi Callie." He wiggled his fingers at her.
Later Damon and Stefan were playing quarters, the younger brother was winning as the bartender sat on his lap, still feeding him "Are you not going to have any, brother?" Stefan asked Damon gesturing to young Callie sat on his lap.
"No, I, uh, I made a promise to the woman I love..." He replied "Not to drink blood from a human."
"Ah, yeah." Stefan scoffed "You're under the thumb..." He smirked "On a short leash." He won again, flipping the coin into the empty glass "Drink up."
Damon finished off the the bottle of whisky both bothers had been working on, holding it out to Callie he had a grin on his face "Get us a bottle of this?"
"Yes, sir." She smiled as she grabbed it leaving.
"You been on this 'bunny diet' for a better part of 50 years. So, how is it that Saint Stefan of all people is good at a drinking game?" Damon scoffed.
"Oh 'bunny diet' gave me a lot of time to practice." Stefan smiled nodding to himself.
"Hmm."
"Wallow in despair." He flipped a quarter "drowning guilt." He flipped it again "regret my existence." Flip "It's precision born out of tragic boredom." He flipped the coin into the glass again winning yet another round "Drink up, brother."
"All that effort wasted to try to tell you how boring you are and now you finally agree with me?" Damon smirked.
"Damon, you are worse than Elena." Stefan shook his head "Getting me drunk, brotherly bonding – what do you think: I'll break down and you can pull me back form the edge, is that it?"
"I happen to like the edge, Stefan." Damon shrugged "Your problem is your inability to resist falling over it. All or nothing, man. Can't just be." He added as Callie came back perching on Stefan's knee's handing his brother a bottle of whisky with a kind smile.
"So." Grace started going through Stefan's clothes "What happened next?"
Rebekah walked across the room picking up a picture of Elena and Stefan cocking her perfectly shaped eye brow "Honestly, I don't get those two as a couple..." She paused "They're so different."
"That's only because you don't know who the true Stefan is." Grace countered taking the picture looking at it with a true smile on her lips.
"I know exactly who he is." Rebekah walked over to the bed taking a seat "He's a vampire. We're predatory species. We don't have time to care about humans and their silly little lives. Now you and Damon, I get. The passion. The lust. The need for each other. The raw, burning desire. I can understand that... But humans, eugh"
"Is that why you did that runway show earlier? 'Cause you don't care about the homecoming dance?" Grace rolled her eyes "It's been nice hanging around with you Rebekah, but I think I'm just going to go-"
"You haven't even heard half of the story." Rebekah called, her need for acceptance and fear of loneliness hit her hard.
"And you're not going to tell it... You're just bored and looking for someone to push around. Find someone else to play with. Maybe you can compel yourself a friend." She hissed as she turned.
"The necklace that Elena had." Rebekah called and Grace stopped for a moment "Stefan gave it to her. But it wasn't his to give." she paused "It belonged to the Original witch."
"The one who put the Hybrid curse on Klaus?" Grace questioned tucking a strand of her blonde chocolate brown hair behind her ear.
"Not just the Hybrid curse. She's the one who turned us into vampires." Rebekah replied.
Flashback 1000 years ago
The fire was roaring from the torches on the wall as Ayanna, Esther and Mikael all stood in the room talking with each other, out of ear shot of their children, except for Rebekah, who was hiding behind a wall in the hut listening to their conversation.
"Please, Ayanna! I implore you! You must call upon the spirits before the next full moon." Mikael begged.
"I will not!" Ayanna hissed narrowing her light brown orbs "It is a crime against nature."
"Ayanna, we have already lost too much. We cannot lose anymore... The spirits can help us find a way to protect our children." Esther looked at the witch in a pleading fashion.
Back to Present
Rebekah rubbed her throat "I'm thirsty. Do you want a drink, little vampire?" She questioned and Grace nodded.
As they walked downstairs they mixed crimson red blood with a old, perfectly aged red wine, Damon wouldn't be happy, but Grace couldn't care less at the moment "Here." Rebekah passed her one "Your boyfriend keeps a good selections of wines at your disposal."
"Mmm. He's good like that." Grace mused "So, vampirism was a form of protection?"
"What else would it be?" Rebekah smirked.
"A curse..."
Rebekah sipped at her wine before taking a seat patting the one next to her for Grace to sit with her and she did "My parents only saw a way of keeping their children alive."
"Yeah, but why stay if they were so afraid of werewolves? Why not... leave? That's what my parents did." Grace shrugged "Of course, it didn't help for long when Klaus found them and my house burned down, but we won't dwell on that."
"Hmm. I suppose that was the difference between your father and mine." Rebekah sighed "Pride. My father didn't want to run anymore. He wanted to fight and be superior to the wolves. Where they could bite we had to bite harder. Where they had speed we had to be faster. Agility, strength, senses..."
Flashback 1000 years ago
"Everything could be heightened. Our family could live forever..." Mikael mused happily, the power was already getting to him and Ayanna could see this.
"That would cost. This magic you speak of breeds consequences. This is the making of a plague, Esther." She looked at the other woman "The spirits will turn on you."
"Please, Ayanna." She begged.
"I will have no part in it." Ayanna told them firmly as she turned and left.
"As she will not protect out family, then it is in your hands alone, my love." Mikael whispered taking her hands.
Back to Present
"In her hands?" Grace sipped her wine, moving her legs up onto the couch to tuck them beneath her casually "How could she do anything?"
"Because my mother was also a witch." Rebekah replied.
"What?" Grace looked at her chocking on her drink.
"The witch of the Original family. The Original witch." Rebekah shrugged as she picked up a book off the side "Where do they keep their best vintage?"
"Library." Grace answered and with that Rebekah was walking towards the library the younger vampire in tow "But if your mother was a witch, then..."
"am I?" Rebekah asked "No, a witch is nature's servant, a vampire is an abomination of nature." She replied "You can either be one or the other, never both. My mother did this for us. She did not turn."
"How did you turn?" Grace asked softly as she perched herself on the arm of one of the chairs watching as Rebekah searched through the many leather bound books, on the endless amount of shelves.
"She called upon the sun for life and the ancient white oak tree, one of nature's eternal objects, for immortality. That night my father offered us wine laced with blood. And then he drove his sword through our hearts." She added her voice was cold as ice.
"He killed you?" Grace whispered.
"And he wasn't delicate about it either." Her eyes were dead of any emotion as she topped up both of their wine glasses to the rim "You're going to need this..."
Flashback 1000 years ago
Rebekah woke up, her head was hurting a lot, she looked across at both Elijah and Klaus who were both talking to each other quietly, as she rose from her place on the floor she couldn't help but feel a stickiness on her dress, blood.
"Rebekah..." Klaus walked over to her.
"Blood!" She hissed "What happened?"
"You will be alright." Klaus wrapped his arms around her "We will be alright."
"What are you doing?" Mikael questioned as he entered with a young human girl in tow "We must finish what we started! You have to drink if you want to live." He slit the girls wrist with his dagger.
Back to Present
"We had to drink more blood to complete the ritual." Rebekah explained and Grace nodded in understanding.
"I know how transitioning works." Grace whispered remembering when she turned.
Flashback 1000 years ago
"Drink!" Mikael ordered his only daughter but she hesitated "Drink!" He roared, Klaus tried to stop her, but the older man just pushed him aside angrily, Rebekah couldn't resist the temptation anymore, she tore into the girls wrist, gulping her blood down and she could feel something growing inside of her.
Back to Present
Rebekah smiled at the memory as she took a seat next to Grace "It was euphoric! The feeling of power was indescribable. But the witch Ayanna was right about the consequences. The spirits turned on us and nature fought back..." She paused "For every strength there would be a weakness... The sun became out enemy. It kept us indoors for weeks." She looked at the beautiful Lapis Lazuli pendant that hung around Grace's neck "Until my mother found a solution." She fingered the amazing stone carefully "This is very pretty."
"Thank you." Grace hiccuped gulping at her closeness.
"There were other problems." Rebekah grinned as she moved back chugging down her wine "Neighbours who had opened their homes to us could now keep us out..." She remembered the vervain problem "Flowers at the base of the white oak burned and prevented compulsion."
"Vervain." Grace mused reminiscing the time that she and her good friend Caroline were kidnapped by werewolves and tortured, a small scar on her neck from where a wooden dart had entered stayed.
"Mmm." Rebekah nodded "And the spell decreed that the tree gave us life could also take it away. So we burned it down. But the darkest consequence was something my parents never anticipated. The hunger. Blood... had made us reborn and it was blood that we craved above all else. We could not control it... And we that the predatory species was born..."
Damon was dancing with two women whilst holding the neck of a bottle of whiskey, taking large gulps every now as they as Stefan drank from a woman, a lady paused and looked at Stefan full of shock.
"Nothing to see here!" Damon told the woman and she nodded "Just run along, ok?" he walked over to his brother who was truly indulging in blood "Hey, hey, ease up! Ease up!" He dragged his younger brother away "She is giving us her employee discount..." He glanced at Callie over his shoulder "And now, just run along." He compelled her.
"Alright!" Stefan laughed as he dried his mouth "Tell me what's up. What's the point of the jailbreak, hmm?"
"I thought you could use a hug, Stefan." Damon smirked.
"Come on, Damon. You know Elena is gonna hate you for letting me out. And what about poor little Gracie? She wasn't too happy on the phone. We both know she's got you on a short leash." Stefan taunted.
Damon glared for a moment "Maybe I wanted to remind you what freedom was like before Klaus took it from you."
"As long as Klaus is alive, I do what he says." Stefan answered.
"That's my point, Stefan. You've given up. Now you could sit around and be his little bitch. Or you get mad enough and you can do something about it." Damon growled at his brother.
"Damon, he can't be killed."
"Maybe I can help with that." An older man in a smart dress suit approached them putting on his cuff links "The Salvatore boys, I presume?"
"Mikael." Stefan shook his head gently.
"Why did Mikael start hunting Klaus?" Grace poured more blood into her glass "Apart from the fact that he is a complete and utter dick." she hissed.
"What is your problem with my brother..." Rebekah hissed as she stood up snatching the bag from her "I mean, he's given you choices, chances, everything that he has never given anyone else that isn't in his immediate circle and his family, yet you continue to hate him..."
"He killed my grandmother trying to find me." Grace answered "He stole me from the man I love-"
"I'm sorry for your Gran." Rebekah raised a glass mournfully "But Klaus did give you back."
"Then he tried to kill me." Grace hissed "We're going off topic." She drunk the blood straight "Why did Mikael start hunting Klaus?"
"When Nik made his first human kill, it triggered his werewolf gene. With that he became my father's greatest shame." Rebekah answered playing with the tips of her luscious blonde locks.
"Yeah – Elijah told me this part of the story." Grace remembered "Your mother had an affair with one of the werewolf villagers. Klaus wasn't his son."
"She tried to make it right. She put the hybrid curse on Nik to suppress his werewolf side and then she turned her back on him. But Mikael's greatest weakness as a human was his pride. As a vampire that was magnified. He went on a rampage and killed half the village. Then he came home and killed her."
"Mikael killed your mother?" Grace whispered in shock.
"He said she broke his heart so he would break hers." Rebekah's British accent broke as she spoke, but she held it together "He tore it from her chest as Nik watched." She sniffled "Afterwards, my father took off in rage and the rest of my family scattered. Nik stayed so he could help me bury her. He knew I had to say goodbye to mother."
Flashback 1000 years ago
Rebekah and Niklaus were standing other their mothers grave, the blonde was in tears as she looked down at the pile of dirt that had her mothers dead body resting in.
"I know you think she hated you, Niklaus." She looked at her mixed eyed brother "But she did not. She was just afraid. I'm sorry she turned her back on you. I will never do that." she promised him taking his hand carefully.
"Nor will I." Elijah approached the two.
"We stick together as one. Always and forever." Rebekah took Elijah's hand too.
Back to Present
"Always and forever." Grace turned back to the blue eyed blonde "Even though he locked you in a coffin for 90 years."
"We're vampires. Our emotions are heightened. I'm stubborn, Elijah is moral, and Nik... Nik has no tolerance for those who disappoint him." She smirked a little "But you already knew that when he tried to rip your heart from your chest. Over a thousand years as a family we've all made that mistake at lease once. I've made it several times."
"But you still love him?" Grace questioned.
"He's my brother. And I'm immortal. Should I spend an eternity alone instead?" Rebekah whispered and Grace paused "We're not so different you and I, little Grace... we hunger for the same acceptance, the same need in someone. You look for it in Damon, Stefan even Klaus... I look for it for people to love me, to need me so I'm not forgotten and so do you. I hope you understand."
Grace's eyes flickered down to the blood red wine in her hands before she looked back up into a crystal pair of blue eyes "They have all hurt me in one way or the other... Klaus more than any. It is no secret I want him dead."
"I've given you a thousand reasons not to wake Mikael. His temper is restless and his vengeance will not stop at Klaus." She sighed "I beg of you not to wake him, but your mind is made up. I can see it."
"I'm sorry, Rebekah." Grace whispered "But he is putting the people I love at risk-"
"No problem, friend." She hissed as she rose from her seat "Wake him at your own peril, but make no mistake, young vampire. If you come after my brother, I will not hesitate to rip you apart... I get my temper from my father." She growled as she walked from the room.
Back at the bar Mikael, Stefan and Damon were sat up at the bar, the Original dad was trying to find out where Klaus was but the younger Salvatore brother was letting up.
"Is Klaus out of the country?" Mikael questioned.
"Can't tell you." Stefan answered.
"Has he spoke to you since he left?" Mikael asked.
"I can't tell you." Stefan hissed clearly frustrated.
"Alright, can you tell me the time you spoke to Niklaus?" Mikael growled.
"I'm compelled to do what he says and he says to keep my damn mouth shut." Stefan told the Original firmly.
"I really hope this 20 questions isn't your secret weapon." Damon looked at the older man.
"You see, Damon." He placed his hand on Damon's shoulder steadying him, the younger vampire stared at his hand in a disgusted fashion "I've been a vampire hunter longer than you've been alive. It's why I found you here. It's why I'm going to find Niklaus."
Damon scoffed "Well, Klaus has been running for about thousand years, so if you think you can get a work around here-"
Mikael suddenly plunged his hand into Damon's chest "Careful, Stefan. One move – and his heart's gone. Now, where is Klaus? What's the trick question, Stefan? One twist and he's dead. Unless you don't care of course." His voice was flat as he clenched his hand around Damon's heart
"His emotions have been shut off." Damon rasped "He can't care."
"Really?" Mikael smirked "His link to Klaus is so strong that he will let his own brother die? No ideas, hmm? Think, Stefan!" He tried and tried, but Stefan wasn't letting up, he gave Damon a look full of sorrow "I guess you're right. He's a dead end. And so are you, Damon-"
"Wait!" Stefan called "I can bring his back. I can lure Klaus back to Mystic Falls." He announced and Mikael retreated his hand's from Damon's chest.
"And there is our loophole. Just had to rile him up a bit." He smirked drying his hand on Damon's shirt "Get Klaus back to Mystic Falls and I will gladly drive a stake through his heart. Fail, I'll drive it through yours." He threatened before turning on his heels and walked from the establishment.
Grace was sat on the outside of the cave as she told Elena about Stefan roaming around with Damon, she was so angry as she paced the cave, Alaric and Bonnie were studying the carvings on the wall.
"I can't believe him." Elena hissed "He's spoilt all my hard work. All of Lexi's hard work."
"Just let him do what he wants, Elena." Grace told her "You can't stop Damon when he has his mind set on something, you just have to let him get it out of his system and get on with it... What have you found?"
"We filled in what we could." Alaric handed her pictures with post-it notes on "A vampire. Werewolf. Slaughter. Mayhem, etc..."
"That's the white oak tree that was used in the spell to create the vampires, which means that was when they burned down the tree, destroying the only way that they could be killed." Grace explained.
"Ok. So tree equals weapon, sort of. We already knew that. What we not sure about is this: we've got the witch symbol and what looks like a bleeding heart. Upside down figures usually signified death, of some kind." Alaric mused.
"Mikael killed the witch by ripping out her heart. But... why is that one connected tot he witch's death?" Grace asked looking at the picture.
"We don't know." Bonnie mused "We haven't gotten that far."
"Oh my God." Grace whispered putting together the pieces in her head "Rebekah doesn't know the real story."
After explaining it to the group down in the cave Grace made her way home to see Rebekah sitting at the piano in the parlour room playing random keys whilst sipping at Damon's bourbon.
"I want to be alone, Grace." Rebekah told her firmly.
"How do you know that Mikael killed your mother?" The younger vampire stepped into the room timidly.
"Nik was there." She answered "He told me."
"He lied to you." Grace whispered.
"And how do you know that?" Rebekah hissed.
"The cave where you carved your families names is covered in symbols..." She showed the pictures to Rebekah "The story of your family: how your parents arrived, how they made peace, the spell that turned them into vampire, and this..." She showed a sign which looked like two sets of fangs and the sun "This is the symbol for hybrid. It's a combination of the werewolf and vampire symbol. And this is the one for your mother." She showed her the witch symbol.
"Her necklace." Rebekah whispered.
"And this is the story of her death. The hybrid killed the Original witch." Her voice was low with sorrow "Not Mikael. Klaus."
"No!" Rebekah roared as she rose from her seat, knocking it down "No, he wouldn't."
"She put the curse on him." Grace argued "Made it so that he would be the only one of his kind. And then she rejected him. With the werwolf gene comes aggression and violence. When he turned, all of that was heightened. He killed her, Rebekah. And then he made up this entire lie about you father, so that he wouldn't lose you."
"These mean nothing!" Rebekah growled snatching the picture from her hands "They're just stupid drawings, done by stupid people who had no idea who my family was!" she launched them violently into the fire.
"Then why are you so upset?" Grace took slow steps towards her.
"Why are you doing this to me! I've done nothing to you!" Rebekah hissed aggressively.
"Klaus killed your mother. He has a hold on you, on me, on everyone. He has for a thousand years. We have to make it stop!" Grace announced trying to gain her allegiance.
"Shut up!" The Original hissed as she launched herself at her and held her against the wall by her throat "Shut up! Don't talk anymore! Nothing!" She released Grace and began to sob falling to her knees covering her face.
Damon and Stefan were just leaving the bar after compelling everyone in there to forget what had happened that night "I'll give you 10 points for flair."
"At least, now we know where Klaus and Elijah learned their tricks from..."
"Don't think you had to wait till the last second to have your break through, though." Damon gave him a look as he rubbed his chest gently.
"I didn't have a break through, Damon-"
"Uh, uh." Damon shook his head "My brother is about to die and I just had to save his life for the bajillionith time." he smirked imitating Stefan "Careful Stefan, your humanity is showing."
"So you know what? You're right, Damon. You're right." Stefan mused "You reminded me what my freedom felt like. And when we kill Klaus, I'll be free. Free to leave. See, I didn't do this for you, Damon. I did it for myself." He hissed
"Sure, Stefan. Whatever you say..."
"Why are you doing this, huh? What do you want from me? Why is everybody trying to save me?" Stefan growled.
"Because I have to, Stefan! Because you are in this mess with Klaus, because you saved my life. Because I owe you. And I can't just leave you in a cell to rot." He added.
"Aww, better be careful, brother. Your humanity is showing." Stefan countered.
Damon gritted his teeth watching his smug brother walk away, lashing out the older brother attacked him, leaving him in a heap on the floor.
Rebekah was sat on in her room in the Salvatore Boarding House, her knees pulled up into her chest as she sobbed bitterly, that young vampire girl had brought her to tears, but she couldn't help thinking she was right. Niklaus had lied to her, betrayed her, killed their own mother... she had a lot of thinking to do.
Grace yawned as she walked back into her room to see Damon lay on their bed shirtless, she jolted as she saw him "You scared me." She whispered "I didn't hear you come in."
"We got Mikael." Damon informed her and Grace moved over to the bed kneeling next to him, taking his hand sweetly intertwining their fingers romantically, he brought her hand up to his mouth and kissed the back of it softly.
"How?" She asked moving closer to him still on her knees.
"No idea." Damon admitted "I guess Katherine and Fayth came through. Plan's in motion. See, I told you I had it. Go ahead. Kick, yell, scream. Sure you've been planning your rant all day." He closed his eyes getting ready.
"I'm not going to yell at you." She whispered leaning down and pecking his lips.
"Why not? I went behind your back. Freed Stefan. And you know what: it backfired. He's an even bigger dick than ever. Just now he's a dick on our side." He sighed.
"I'm not mad." Grace whispered shaking her head "I am tired." She admitted with a small yawn erupting from her pouted lips "I just – I want to go to bed."
"I'll tuck you in." he smiled as he pulled the covers back laying her down softly pulling the covers over her "You know, I think Mikael's weapon is a stake, 'cause he mentioned something about it." He laid down on top of the covers next to her.
"Well, they must have carved it from the white oak tree before they burned it down." She looked up into his hypnotizing crystal blue eyes.
"So I was right." Damon grinned cockily "after all that, the wall lead us to Mikael."
"Lead us to more than just that." Grace told him still a tight hold on his hand "I think I got Rebekah on our side, too."
"Really? What'd you learn from her?" Damon looked down at his tired woman.
"I learned, that she's just a girl." She sighed "That she lost her mom too young and she loves blindly and recklessly even if it consumes her." She looked up at Damon "And when it's all said and done there's nothing more important than the bond of family." She couldn't help but start to see herself in Rebekah, the costuming, blinding love. Bond of family. Losing her family members.
"Well – you should tell that to my brother." Damon smiled as he leaned and looked across at her.
"I'm not mad at you for letting him out, Damon." Grace smiled "I can't say the same for Elena. But honestly, I think you're going to be the one to save him from himself. It won't be because he loves Elena, it's because he loves you." She stroked his cheek gently "Can I tell you the rest tomorrow?"
"Of course." Damon smiled as he watched her eyes fluttered close and fall into a dreamless slumber.
Softly he brushed his fingers over her cheek bone, a loving smile falling over his masculine, yet full lips. The older vampire loved seeing her so peaceful, so tranquil, knowing that nothing could hurt her whilst she slept, because he would protect her, even if it meant his own life.
A/N
Because of the lack of updates lately I have decided to give you another chapter :) so there was some Drace in here and some Grebekah (Grace and Rebekah ship name) bonding.
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