Twisted Love
Season Three
The New Deal
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Vampire Diaries, I only own Grace and Fayth :)
Bonnie's dream
The young witch was wandering aimlessly through the deep emerald green forest when suddenly she appeared outside of the old abandoned witch house, as she walked inside all of these voices began to whisper around her, she shivered as she walked down to the basement.
Looking around her the four coffins were placed there, running her hand over the soft wood she shivered again as she walked towards one that stood out the most, one that made her insides cry out.
Prying the lid open slowly she saw Klaus laying inside, at first she flinched about to turn and run, but when she realised that he was dead she let out a small sigh of relief. She took note that the Original holding Elena's necklace in his hands.
When she reached out to grab it from his cold dead hands she heard a rustling sound behind her, as the witch turned a bright light flashed before her.
Bonnie woke up in her loving bed breathing heavily, she looked around her making sure all of the windows were closed and that she was alone in her room, why was she dreaming about that? Did the coffin contain something that could bring Klaus to his death? Did it have something to do with Elena's necklace? She had a lot of thinking to do.
Grace's dream
The young vampire lay on the extravagant king sized bed, the satin covers licking at her pale skin as she lay back completely unclothed apart from a small, hip-hugging pair of black panties on as the beautiful man ravaged her body.
Withdrawing his fangs from her, he gave her a fantastic smile and she giggled "I love it when you do that." He whispered huskily against her skin "Do you like this?" He questioned pressing butterfly kisses to her inner thighs
"Mmm." She mused watching him carefully as he moved higher up her thighs making her tense and moan out again and again "Oh, God."
His tongue began to trace patterns on her thighs making her whimper like a small dog, he kept her legs open as she threatened to close them, playing with the material of the panties with his hot tongue she gasped and cursed under her breath "Say my name." He ordered but she remained completely silent "You want more don't you? Say. My. Name."
"Klaus!"
Grace's eyes burst open as she saw the bright, blinding light of the sun filling the room, Klaus had been manipulating her mind ever since the night of the Homecoming Dance, her breathing was ragged as she eyes scanned the room for him.
Rolling over onto her side, raising onto her elbow she saw Damon sleeping soundlessly next to her, her breathing slowed as she thought to Damon, her lover, her one and only, hers for her to enjoy.
"Wake up." She breathed against his neck, he let out a small grunt of irritation "Damon. Wake up."
Rolling over onto his stomach he attempted to ignore her further, she hissed as she pulled the covers off of herself and walked into the bathroom turning on some music, loud so Damon would hear.
"Shame. I guess I'll have to shower all on my own." Her voice was filled with sadness, she could hear his movements as she turned to put the shower on "Get all wet and soapy and-" She felt a pair of hands roaming over her still clothed body "Didn't take you long."
"Never does." Damon purred as he leaned down and nipped at her neck, his firm chest against her slender back "Either offer me alcohol; or a hot, wet, soapy shower." His tongue darted out and licked at her skin "And you've got me."
"How are you feeling?" She asked concerned, he hadn't been himself lately, drinking a lot, well a lot more than he usually did.
"I'm fine." Damon told her "Want something to drink?"
"You." She turned and nipped at his collar bone, he groaned internally as he fangs grazed at the bone "Can I?"
"Of course." Damon smirked knotting his fingers in her hair, effectively moving her silky hair from her soft face so she could get a clean bite.
Standing on her tip toes she pierces his tender skin making him grunt in a small amount of pain, but a large amount of pleasure. He quickly moved her up onto the counter to make sure she was level to drink his blood. "Taste so good." She moaned licking at the two small holes made by her own fangs before moving in again to gulp down his addictive perfectly aged blood.
He brushed his finger tips over the bumps where her spine was, massaging the skin making her arch her back whilst taking more blood from her boyfriend, as she pulled back he chuckled to himself. She was just like him, a messy eater. His own blood dripping down her chin onto her heaving chest, her pouted mouth slightly ajar to reveal her blood stained fangs, he leant his head down and licked her razor sharp teeth.
Passionately she pressed her bloody lips against his, hooking her leg around his hip they moved closer to each other, they were begrudgingly interrupted when Grace's phone began to ring loudly "Damn." Damon hissed as he pulled away a stern look on her face.
"It might be Elena." Grace climbed down from the side, going to the bedside counter to answer her phone "Hey, 'Lena."
"Hey, feel like meeting Bonnie and I at the Grill?" Elena asked, the vampire could hear the small amount of worry in her voice.
"Yeah, of course we can." Grace nodded seeing the unhappy look on Damon's face, she giggled and pinched his cheek gently, he shrugged away from her "Now?"
"Yeah, we're both waiting, but if you and Damon-"
"No, no." Grace smiled "Let me shower and we'll be right there, ok?"
"Alright." Elena nodded as she smiled across at Bonnie "See you then."
"Bye." Grace replied as she hung up putting her phone on the side "C'mon, babe, we need to get to the Grill."
"Can't we skip it? I want to just be with you." He trapped her in his arms possessively.
"Damon." Grace cooed "We've got to go, but we can shower first." She giggled seductively running her hand over his smooth cheek as he cocked an eye brow.
Later that morning as the loving vampire couple walked into the Grill, hand in hand, they both through each other smouldering looks as they turned and parted ways, Damon heading for the bar, Grace heading for her friends.
"Hey." Elena stood up and hugged her sister "I don't really want to know what took you so long."
"It's a good story." Grace smirked cheekily as she took a seat patting Bonnie's hand "What's up?"
"I feel like I'm going crazy." Elena told her, Grace could feel the fear filling her eyes, but she couldn't help but joke around, it seemed easier than facing the truth.
"Too late, honey." Grace giggled as both the witch and the doppelgänger gave her a less-than-pleased look "Alright, I'm being serious now."
"I'm so paranoid all the time." Elena added waiting for Grace to comment.
"Well, you have the right to be." Grace shrugged "Klaus is still out there, he knows we tried to kill him and his a vindictive, malicious, vengeful, dick."
"Yeah, but why hasn't he made a move?" Bonnie questioned.
"There has been no sign of him. Nothing. Just my slow spiral into insanity." Elena added and Grace visible became uncomfortable, no one knew that Klaus hd been prying into her dreams.
"What's wrong?" Bonnie looked across sensing Grace's discomfort.
"What do you mean?" The vampire laughed nervously as she refused to make eye contact "Nothing is wrong, silly."
"Silly?" Elena scoffed "What's wrong, Grace?"
"If I tell you... you can't tell Damon" Grace lowered her voice as she leaned in towards them, both exchanged looks, nodded and then leaned forward too.
"Deal." The both agreed.
"I've been having dreams." Grace whispered "About... about Klaus." She lowered her voice "Dreams where s-sexual things happen... indecent things happen... bad things happen." She added "and I think it's by his own hand."
"You think Klaus is manipulating your dreams?" Elena's voice was louder than she wanted it to be.
"Shh!" Grace hissed "Yes. I do. Now keep it down."
"Sorry." Elena muttered.
"It's keeping me up at night... I can't hack it anymore." She whimpered.
"Join the club." Bonnie added as she sipped at her milky coffee "Every time I close my eyes, I have that nightmare. On repeat."
"The same dream?" Grace asked, her voice was high as she thought back to her own dreams.
"Yeah! Four coffins, Klaus is in one of them. It's weird." The witch told them, they could both see the tiredness in her eyes where she had been losing sleep.
"What is it's not just some dream? What if it's like... you know... witch dream?" Grace suggested as she took Elena's water and knocked it back.
"It's just stress. I'll figure it out." Bonnie nodded "And what about Stefan? Has there been any sign of him?"
"He betrayed us Bonnie. The Stefan that we know is gone." Elena whispered, clearly depressed that she had lost the one man she had even loved with all of her heart, her sister reached over and squeezed her hand.
"How is Damon handling it?" Bonnie looked at Grace.
"Damon is... Damon." Grace nodded unable to describe how hard it was to keep herself together and keep her lover on track after losing his brother. "I'd better go check on him, alright?"
"Sure." Elena nodded "You know, you should really tell him..." Grace gave her a blank look "About the dreams."
"Yeah, I can see how that conversation is going to go 'Hey lover, I'm having dreams about our sworn enemy, but he's the one provoking them...' he'd love to hear that." Grace added as she grabbed her phone off the table stalking towards her boyfriend.
"Grace... Alaric is being boring." He looked over at the teacher who was grading papers "It's your choice, sexy ladies choice... Bloody Mary or Screw Driver." He held up the alcohol appropriate to make both and she through him a look "Brunch in a bottle." Another look "C'mon, Grace. I can't drink all of this by myself... I mean, I can, but then somebody's going to have to get naked, I vote Grace." He pulled at her shirt and she swatted his hand away "Oh, I can't believe you're both making me drink alone."
"I'm busy." Alaric hissed watching as Grace flicked through random test papers.
"It's the eve of Klaus-aggedon. You're doing homework?" Damon scoffed.
"This may come as a shock to you, but I'm not here to hang out with you. I'm here to see Jeremy... Who is an hour late for his shift." He looked at his wrist watch.
"Kids today... Where are their values?" Damon grinned as he knocked back more alcohol, eyeing Grace up and down sensually, she shied away from him.
"This is his mid-term paper." Alaric passed the paper to Grace "Copied it straight off the internet. Didn't even try to hide it... Can't say you did any better." He gave the small vampire a look.
"Hey. Mine was perfectly fine. I didn't really have a lot of time to work on it, switching between Elena, Damon, Bonnie, Caroline and everybody else troubles, thanks." Grace hissed narrowing her chocolate brown orbs at him.
"I helped Grace with hers." Damon told Alaric firmly "It was brilliant..." A smug smile appeared on his lips, Alaric was about to argue when a pretty blonde bartender walked towards them.
"Did you say you are waiting for Jeremy – as in Jeremy Gilbert?" She questioned.
"Yeah." Alaric answered.
"He was fired last week." She gave him a small shrug.
"Oops." Damon laughed.
Out in the woods Jeremy and Tyler were both hanging around, the human was shooting cans with one of Alaric's crossbows "Nice shot!" Tyler approved.
"So what's the point of this again?" Jeremy asked as he reloaded the weapon.
"The point is I'm pissed as Caroline and Bonnie dumped your ass." The hybrid told him, earning a deathly glare from the boy "The point is to get drunk and shoot stuff." He grabbed another beer from the cooler.
"Profound." Jeremy shook his head "If Alaric finds out I took this he is gonna use it on me."
"So what's the deal with that?" He cracked open his beer, letting it foam over for a moment before taking a swig "He is like your guardian now?"
"Sort of, yeah." Jeremy shrugged "I think he feels responsible for us."
"Do you like him?" Tyler asked looking over.
"Yeah. Yeah – I like him." He aimed his crossbow, but Tyler stood in the way of his crosshair "You wanna move out of the way?" He called.
"I'm a hybrid, Gilbert." The wolf reminded him "You can't kill me unless you cut off my head or rip out my heart. And you're not gonna do it with that lame ass crossbow." He scoffed looking at him "Go ahead!" He dared "Take a shot! Unless you don't think you can hit me." The taunt was evident in his voice.
Jeremy aimed the crossbow higher, the challenge was written in his eyes as he accepted Tyler's dare, squeezing the trigger ever so gently, the arrow came shooting out, heading straight for the hybrid before he caught it in his hand.
"Jeremy, the minute that you get this, call me!" Grace demanded as she sat whilst Damon was playing darts, stumbling from his drunkenness "Unbelievable! Does he not know what he's doing to his sister?" She hissed angrily.
"You are feisty when you're mad." The older vampire purred as his bright blue orbs ran up and down her taut body, slowly savouring every piece of satin skin that he could look at, damning her clothes for preventing him from seeing the best bits.
"It's not that I'm mad. I'm just – I'm worried." She admitted in a small voice and Damon cooed over her, pulling her into a small embrace.
"But why? He lost his job at the Grill. He can survive, Gracie." Damon answered throwing the dart hitting the bullseye with precise aim.
"He is spiralling. Ever since Bonnie broke up with him, he is moody, he is not really talking to anyone-" Grace added as Elena walked over to the two shoving her phone back into her pocket.
"Any sign of him?" The doppelgänger questioned.
"Nothing. Sorry, 'Lena." Grace whispered shaking her head.
"He's being a typical teenager." The older vampire told them both.
"Who's seeing ghost and has lost everyone that he cares about." Grace retorted narrowing her liquid chocolate brown orbs.
"Not everyone. He still has you two." The raven haired man smirked as he aimed his dart, pulling his hand back and throwing it forward releasing the dart to make it hit the board again.
"Is he ok?" Elena muttered.
"What makes you think I'm not ok?" Damon called, informing them he could hear their conversation, there was a teasing expression in his eyes.
"Well, Damon, you're day drunk... and let me tell you, babe. It's not exactly your most attractive look." Grace countered rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly.
"I'll, uh, give you two a moment." Elena rubbed Grace's back softly before she walked over to sit with Alaric who was still grading the papers.
"I bet you know what my most attractive look is." Damon sauntered towards her, trancing his lips over hers making her breath out.
"I-I'm just saying, Damon." Grace hiccuped as she pulled back for a moment "This is my least favourite one, I worry about you."
The older Salvatore brother rolled his eyes for a moment "Noted." He through her a smouldering grin "See if I can make any improvements." He leaned down and pecked her perfectly pouted lips.
"Don't mind me." A pure southern British voice came from beside the lip locking couple.
"Klaus." Grace hiccuped as she stood up preparing herself for a fight.
"Miss me, sweetheart?" Klaus grinned eyeing Grace up and down "Oh, no wait. I've been in your dreams for quite a while now..." Damon looked across at Grace, feeling somewhat betrayed how she hadn't told him about these dreams "Didn't she tell you, oh, sorry, mate. My bad."
"You're really going to do this in the Grill?" Grace hissed narrowing her eyes, avoiding looking at Damon "In front of everyone? It's a little beneath you, don't you think?"
"I don't know what you are talking about." Klaus smirked at her "I just came down to my local pub to grab a drink with a mate." He glanced to his side as his ever-handsome hybrid minion Tony "Get a round in, would you, Tony?"
"I'm surprised you stuck around long enough for happy hour." The raven haired vampires voice was dangerously low, the hybrid was pushing him to the limit.
"My sister seems to be missing." He announced, but none of the vampires were fazed by this, they stood there ground looking across at him "Need to sort that out..."
"Cute blonde bombshell, psycho." Damon noted seeing the angry look on Klaus' face "Shouldn't be too hard to find."
"Truth is I've grown to rather like your little town. Think I might face a home here. Oh, I imagine you're wondering how does this affect you and everyone you love." He glanced around at Grace "The answer is: not in the slightest. Unless I get what I want and everyone behaves themselves you can go on living your little lives however you choose, with whoever you choose... You have my word."
"What more could possible want?" Grace growled.
"There are a few things, love." Klaus eyed her up and down, she hissed "But most importantly, you can tell me where I might find Stefan."
"Stefan skipped town the second he saved your ass." Damon answered looping his hand around his vampire lovers wrist pulling her towards him roughly, the possessive, jealous side of him was showing as he pulled her into his body, effectively rubbing his scent all over her.
"You see, that's is a shame. Your brother stole from me. I need him found so I can take back what's mind." Klaus informed them both.
"That sounds like a Klaus and Stefan problem." Grace countered narrowing her eyes, the hybrid stepped towards her, but Damon stood between them.
"Seeing how protective you are, it's lucky you weren't in Grace's dream last night, but I'm sure you would have loved seeing her in all that pleasure..." The Original smirked as Damon growled.
Bonnie entered the abandoned witch house looking around too see that it was empty and looked as if it hadn't bee used for a while, just like her dream she was hearing all of the whispering making her shiver as she stepped into the basement.
She let out a small gasp as she saw that there was no coffins, unlike in her dream, she slowly walked into the room creasing his eye brows.
"Hello, Bonnie." A deep voice rumbled from behind her.
Bonnie quickly turned around surprised to see the younger Salvatore brother standing there with a knowing smile on his lips "Stefan. You followed me here?" Bonnie questioned.
"Yeah. Wasn't too hard. You should probably be more careful." Stefan replied to her crossing his arms over his chest.
"What do you want me with?" She stepped back slightly scared.
"Relax." The vampire purred as he stalked around her, like a lion would a gazelle, she was watching his every move, looking for her closest exit, never letting her guard down "I need your help."
"Why would I help you?" The witch spat aggressively "Elena said you saved Klaus' life."
"Let me fill you in on a little secret about Klaus. He kept his family with him at all times – daggered." Stefan informed her "Stored in coffins. And now I have them, and I need you to help keep them hidden."
"Are you out of your mind?" Bonnie hissed "You're just gonna make him angrier."
"His family is his one weakness. As long as I have that, I can ruin him." He told her surely.
"I don't have enough power to hide four Originals!" She growled at him.
"You're a witch. You hate Klaus. I know you can figure something out." He grinned before turning on his heels leaving her standing there, heart pounding violently against her rib cage as she stood there recovering.
Grace and Damon walked into the quiet Salvatore Boarding House, not speaking with each other, he was still angry about her not telling him about the dreams and he was about ready to explode with anger "Say it." Grace whispered as she poured herself a drink "Get it out of your system."
"I want you to tell me what happened." Damon hissed as he leant against the door way, holding in his anger "Tell me what happened in these dreams and how many times this has happened..."
"N-nearly every night since the Homecoming Dance." Grace whispered tucking a piece of hair behind her ear nervously "Listen, Damon, you don't need to know-"
"I need to know, Grace." He growled at her his anger was building greatly, bubbling just under the surface as he stared her down intently.
"We... we..." She couldn't find the words to tell him she had technically cheated on him in her dreams "It was just dreams, Damon, it doesn't mean anything-"
"Grace!" Damon roared.
"We had sex!" Grace flinched away from him, small tears brewing in her eyes "But... but he was the one controlling the dream... I wanted to say no, but he was the one controlling it!"
"Would you have said no, regardless of it being a dream?" His voice was low as he looking into the fireplace, he poked it around with the same fire poker that had used on Mason Lockwood long ago.
"Of course I would have." Grace turned to him holding the glass tightly between his hands "Damon, I love you-"
"Sometimes I doubt that." He told her firmly "especially when you're around him..."
Her jaw dropped open, small tears down her cheeks, he had questioned her love for him, which had hurt her a more than he knew, turning on his heels he walked swiftly from the room, into his own bedroom slamming the door shut behind him.
At a more calm Gilbert household Alaric and Elena were preparing for dinner, setting the table as they spoke quietly "So, you're ready?"
"Vampires, hybrids and Originals – no problem." Elena told him "My rebellious brother – I'm worried."
"Proof that you're still human." Alaric answered as the front door swung open and the younger Gilbert brother walked in going straight for the fridge grabbing some water and various food items.
"Just in time! We're cooking." Elena told him walking over to the stove to check on the food.
"Sorry, just passing through." Jeremy informed them shoving the food into his backpack.
"Ah, well I thought we would all stay in, have a meal together like a typical, atypical family." Alaric looked at the boy.
"Why?" Jeremy scoffed creasing his eye brows as he watched the two preparing the food, Alaric chopping vegetables, Elena throwing food into a pot casually.
"Maybe because you got fired and you didn't tell anyone." Elena countered cocking her thin eye brow at him.
"Ah – look, can we do this later? I made plans with Tyler. He's right outside-"
"Oh wait! When did you start hanging out with Tyler Lockwood?" Alaric asked, his blue eyes were bright with worry.
Jeremy shrugged "I don't know... Does it matter?"
"Yeah, Jeremy! It matters. He was sired by Klaus. He's dangerous." Elena told him firmly placing her hands on her hips, a typical Elena stance.
"He can still hear you." Jeremy hissed lowering his voice "He is right outside. Besides you of all people are gonna lecture me on who I can and can't hang out with? You do realise that your very sister is a vampire, right? Like that's not dangerous."
"What is with the attitude?" Elena growled "And Grace would never hurt me, she has a mind of her own, she can control herself."
"Yeah, whatever, this is lame. Tyler is waiting." Jeremy told her about to turn and leave, but Elena blocked him placing both of her hands of either side of the doorway making sure he couldn't get past her.
"Oh, no." She stopped him "You're not going anywhere, especially not with Tyler."
Jeremy looked over at Alaric for support but he crossed his arms over his chest stubbornly "I'm with her on this, Jer. Sorry."
"Alright, fine. You want me to stay in? Let's all stay in then." He turned towards the front door "Yo, Tyler! Come on in!" He cupped his hands around his mouth to echo the sound so his hybrid friend would hear his invitation into the Gilbert house.
"Jeremy!" Elena hissed as Tyler walked in giving them all a kind smile.
Damon growled as he paced around his room, gritting his teeth, pouring shot after shot of whiskey, downing them quickly then returning to his venting, he couldn't hear Grace on the other side of the door anymore, but he knew she was still in the house.
Grace was wandering around the parlour room, she had been in a pit of despair since Damon had questioned her love for him, drinking herself into an oblivion to numb the pain, but it wasn't helping, the loud ache was still thudding around her body.
"I think it's about time we had a drink, love, don't you?" Klaus questioned as he walked into the house to see Grace looking down at some pictures.
"I'd really rather not." Grace growled towards him, almost baring her fangs but being able to control herself at the last second.
"Well – I wasn't the one who didn't tell Damon, if you had told him from the start..." Klaus argued and Grace let out a small sigh.
"Maybe if you hadn't been sneaking around my dreams in the first place-"
"I didn't hear you complaining, love." A cocky grin appeared on the Original's lips and she went silent for a moment rolling her chocolate brown orbs.
"What do you want?" The small girl bit out, gritting her teeth together, holding in all the harsh words she wanted to say to him.
Klaus smiled at her "I want to have a drink, talk, have a one-to-one..."
"I don't want to speak with you." Grace spat "You killed my Gran, then you mocked her death..."
"Hmm, I suppose I should apologise for that-"
"It wouldn't make a difference." Grace hissed narrowing her eyes at him and he chuckled to himself.
"Young vampires, think because they are stronger than most humans they are stronger than everyone... You are incredibly young, naïve and you seem to believe that you are in love with that vampire, when clearly you are not."
"I am!" Grace roared pouncing on him, they both cluttered to the floor her teeth at his neck about to crunch down, he was smiling to himself. Klaus quickly moved them across the room smashing her back against the wall, his chest to her back pressing her forcefully against the wall.
"Get off me!" Grace growled struggling against his iron grip.
"I know you. I know you too well, Grace. You want someone that keeps you on your toes, someone that can push all of your buttons... Someone that interests you and terrifies you at the same time." His fangs extended and grazed her neck "Someone like me."
"Klaus." Grace hissed as she struggled against him "Let go of me."
"I don't think I want to." Klaus moved up and snapped her neck effectively knocking her out, he gathered her up into his arms and zipped from the house as quick as he entered.
"Grace." Damon walked from the room out into the room "Grace?" He saw her phone on the floor, picking it up he creased his eye brows and placed it on the side.
Jeremy walked over to the to Tyler as they all sat at the table and gave him a glass of water, thanking him "This is weird." Elena announced "Klaus has hybrids stalking me and now you're just sitting in our kitchen."
"Look, maybe I should go." Tyler pushed his chair out about to get up and leave the hostile environment that he was in.
"Oh, stay." Jeremy laughed to himself as Tyler tucked himself back in "You're not doing anything."
"Unless you have to, you know, check in with your hybrid master." Elena shrugged and Tyler chuckled to himself smiling across the table at her.
"It's not like that Elena."
"Tell me, Tyler... What is the difference between being sired and being compelled?" Alaric questioned curiously, he was only a human, he wasn't sure of the difference and neither was most other people.
"Compulsion, that's just mind control – like hypnosis..." He paused "and being sired is... it's like faith. You do something because you believe it's the right thing."
"So you believe that serving Klaus is the right thing?" Elena asked.
"I don't serve him. Klaus released me from a curse that was ruining my life. I own him for that." Tyler nodded and both Elena and Alaric exchanged looks.
"What if he asked you to jump of a bridge?" Alaric mused.
"He wouldn't!" Tyler hissed "And even if he did, I'd be fine. I'm a hybrid."
"Ok, so what if he asked you to rip out your own heart?" Elena asked, changing the circumstances to a death situation.
"Again, he wouldn't." Tyler answered dismissively.
"What if he did?" Elena pried.
"I don't know! Then I'd rip put my heart! You guys sound like Caroline, getting all freaked out over something you don't understand." The hybrid growled.
"You're right, Tyler. I don't understand. Klaus has terrorized every single one of us and you're just blindly loyal to him." Elena replied.
"You're over thinking it. I can still make my own decisions." Tyler informed them both.
Klaus walked into his new house that was currently being renovated placing Grace down on the couch that was covered in a white blanket to keep it clean whilst the house was being done up.
"Wake up." The hybrid shook her "Wake up." He let out a growl as he walked away over to where he kept his drink pouring himself a large whiskey.
Grace's eyes fluttered open and she saw that she was in a blank room, she creased her eye brows as she looked around the room "W-what happened?"
"I took you with me, love. I feel as if we've barely spent any time together." Klaus announced from across the room "It's about time we did..."
"I have to go home." Grace stood up looking around for an exit "I need to speak with Damon-"
"No. You don't." Klaus hissed narrowing his eyes at her "We need to have a heart to heart-"
"Screw you." Grace hissed as she zipped from the room about to leave when suddenly Klaus caught her, staring her down, he pulled his phone form his pocket and dialled a number "I suppose you're looking for her..."
"Where is she?" Damon growled "What have you done with her?"
"She's here with me and she's perfectly safe - for now..." Klaus muttered ghosting his fingers over Grace's cheek "I'll make you a deal, Damon... She will return safe to you, unharmed and untouched if you can return my family for me..."
"What?" Damon growled.
"You see, Stefan has my entire family, the Originals. I had them daggered, boxed-up awaiting for the day when I saw fit to wake them... And he went in and pinched the bloody lot."
"Of course he did." Damon growled "I don't work for you, Klaus."
"I have ways of persuading you, Damon." Klaus countered as he pecked down Grace's throat, before suddenly shoving a stake into her gut she called out in pain and Damon heard.
"Stop." Damon growled "Don't touch her."
"You see, I can go two ways with this my young friend, there can be pain for her... or pleasure..." The word rolled off his tongue and it made Grace's blood run cold "Either way I want what I want." Klaus told her firmly
"I don't know where he is!" Damon growled.
"Find him. Better make it soonish mate, because your day is about to get a hell of a lot worse." He hung up and looked down at Grace "One more call to make, love." He dialled yet another number and held the phone up to his ear "There he is! So, that thing I told you to go – why don't you go ahead and get on with it."
Jeremy slid his phone into his pocket as he approached the table again "What was that about?" His sister asked suspiciously.
"It was nothing." Jeremy answered dismissively.
"I got to go." Tyler told them "Um, thanks for the food offer, but-"
"Next time." Alaric nodded as Tyler left "That was illuminating."
"So, Tyler Lockwood is a lunatic who has access to our house?" Elena stated.
"I mean this whole sire bond thing is... wild. I don't think even Tyler is fully aware of what little reason lies behind what he's saying. It's this weird cult logic." Alaric replied.
"Well, great, that's a wonderful influence for you Jer..." She looked around to see her brother was no longer there "Jeremy?" His protection ring was laying on the table.
"That's his ring." Alaric noted and Elena picked it up.
"Where did he go?" Elena questioned.
Both of them walk outside onto the porch hoping to see him out there, they did, but not in the way they wanted, he was stood in the middle of the roar "Jeremy?" She called and he didn't answer "What is he doing?"
Suddenly a car comes racing around the corner, it picks up speed as it heads for Jeremy, both Elena and Alaric run for him standing on the pavement.
"Oh my God! Jeremy!" Elena called.
"Jeremy!"
"Jeremy move!"
Alaric quickly jumped out into the road at the last second and shoved the boy before bouncing off the bonnet of the car, Elena quickly ran out into the road and turned the history reacher over.
"There I go again." Klaus' hybrid minion Tony shouted from within the car "Bumping into people..." He drove away chuckling to himself.
Elena looked down at Alaric's hand to see that he still had resurrection ring out, she let out a breath of relief as Jeremy ran over kneeling down with them "He's gonna be alright. Are you ok?"
"I don't understand." Jeremy whispered.
"Who was that on the phone earlier?" Elena questioned looking at him.
"It was Klaus!" Jeremy remembered.
"You were compelled, Jeremy! We've gotta get him inside – help me." She ordered and they both picked up Alaric's limp, lifelessly body carrying him inside the house.
Klaus and one of his hybrids were walking around the rooms of his mansion that he had just brought, it wasn't done up yet and about to be renovated to look a lot better than it did "Compel the men to open up this wall." He informed the woman "I want a fortress not dungeon..." He added before looking over his shoulder at Grace who was sat on the couch pouting, her knees pulled up into her chest "Will you stop pouting, love. It's unbecoming of you."
"Screw you." Grace hissed narrowing her chocolate brown orbs at him.
"And quite a mouth, incredibly disobedient..." He paused "I dare you to talk back to me one more time, Ms. Gilbert."
Grace gulped as she looked over at him, she was absolutely terrified of him, he knew every single one of her moves, he knew what she was thinking before she did herself, her breathing was shallow as he approached her. Niklaus pulled her up rough by her wrist then forced her back against the wall grinning down at her a playful smirk residing on his lips "This is what you want-"
"I do not want this. I don't want you. When will you get that into your head!" Grace growled struggling against him.
Tyler walked into the room and the Original released the 5'2" vampire from his grip "Here he is – man of the hour!"
"So everything went ok?" Tyler questioned as he looked as Grace who was staring at her feet scared for her life.
"Tony ran down Alaric instead of Jeremy, but apples, oranges – message lands the same." Klaus nodded.
"What? Alaric? No-"
"Don't make me compel you, love..." He paused for a moment, letting out a frustrated sigh as he turned back to his young hybrid friend.
"You said you are sending them a warning." Tyler creased his eye brows.
"And I did. An effective one!" He gushed "Elena's family suffers – she is motivated to get me what I want."
"I didn't think that we actually have to kill anyone." Tyler whimpered.
"Tyler, mate. What you are feeling is the remnant of a guilty conscience. I need you to get over it, ok?" He placed his hand on the young hybrids shoulder "End of the day human life is just a means to an end. Our means to our end. You do well to remember that?"
It didn't take long for Damon to walk into the house, Elena could sense the tension and anger that was crashing through his body, he was stiff and his face was hard "How is he?" The older vampire asked, there was a sharp edge to his voice, like the blade of a knife.
"He's dead, but he had his ring. Klaus' hybrid hit him." Elena answered "Now we just wait... Where is Grace?" If Elena was brutally honest, she didn't like facing Damon without Grace being there, especially when he was this worked up and angry.
"Klaus has her, because of my idiot brother!" Damon growled as he turned and punched a wall "Jeremy, why aren't you wearing vervain? Where is your bracelet?" He questioned.
"I don't know." Jeremy shook his head, he flinched away from the lose cannon of a vampire as he stared him down.
"It was Tyler!" Elena announced "It had to have been. That's why he was hanging out with you. To get you off the vervain."
"Klaus is trying to send us a message. He wants us to find Stefan who stole his coffins full of his dead family members." Damon informed them "That's why he has Grace... For God sake." He muttered.
"Coffins?"
"Yep! So all we have to go is find four coffins and – volia! No one else on your family's Christmas list needs to die! And I get Grace back safety." Damon retorted.
"Wait – that's your big plan? To steal back four dead Originals so this evil hybrid doesn't kill me and everyone else we know?" Jeremy questioned.
"You got a better idea?" Damon hissed, Grace had already warn his temper pretty low, Klaus had pushed it even further now the kid was pushing him to the limit, he could only take so much, he was just one man!
"Yeah!" He grabbed Elena's arm "Let's get the hell out of here! Pack out bags and go!"
"Hey, Jeremy calm down." Elena whispered.
"No, no! I'm not gonna calm down, Elena! This happens every time, no matter what we do! Get on my case about school and work – who cares? None of us are gonna make it out of this town alive." He added as he turned and left.
"He said he wants his family back." Elena noted referring to Klaus.
"No! No! I know what you're thinking – the answer is no!" Damon growled.
"If we give him Rebekah..."
"Yeah, the Klaus undaggers we, first thing she does is kill you and your sister! Frying pan, fire – not an option!" Damon hissed.
"Klaus' coffins... How many did you say they were?" Elena questioned.
Out on the porch Elena and Damon stood out there, they hadn't really said another word to each other about Grace being gone, but the doppelgänger could tell that he was bottling up his feelings, just under the surface and was about ready to explode.
"Elena, hey." Bonnie answered.
"Klaus is looking for four coffins, just like in your dream. Guessing it's not just stress?" Elena smirked.
"Elena, don't get involved. Whatever Klaus wants, stay as far away from it as you can! If not for yourself, then for your family-"
"That isn't going to happen Bonnie... He tried to kill Jeremy."
Bonnie paused "What do you want me to do?"
"We need to find Stefan." Elena sighed "He's taken Grace as hostage, he tried to kill Jeremy, he did kill Alaric. Look, I know that you don't think that your locator spell still works, but we have to at least try."
"You don't need a locator spell..." Bonnie answered in a small sigh.
The vampire and the doppelgänger were making their way towards the abandoned witch house where Stefan and the coffins were hiding out "What happened with Grace earlier? Klaus just took her?"
"We don't need to talk about this." Damon told her in a firm voice "What went on between your sister and I is private, and I would like it to stay that way... No matter what she talks about, I'm not going to tell you anything."
"Oh." Elena's voice was small "Did she tell you about the dreams?"
Damon let out a small growl "The Klaus sex dreams? Yep. I'm well informed, Elena. Don't sweat it."
"I'm sorry you're so hurt, but you shouldn't be angry at her... It wasn't like she could help it, he was controlling the dream." Elena argued.
"Yeah. Poor innocent Grace... Let's all take her side over big bad Damon." He muttered running his hands through his glorious raven black locks "This is the final time I'm going to say this, Elena. Stay out."
They remained silent of the rest of the walk towards the witch house looking around calling out for the younger Salvatore brother. Damon growled as he began to burn in the sunlight, the witches were messing around with his ring.
"Really? Still?" Damon called to the dead witches.
"What?" Elena questioned.
"Witchy spirits aren't a big fan. And they use their juju to screw with my daylight ring!" Damon growled as his skin continued to burn, quickly he rushed towards a shadow shying away.
"Then wait outside." Elena ordered.
"Elena-"
"I'm not leaving until I know if he's here." She was stubborn, Damon let out a hiss and turned walking from the house "Stefan?" the doppelgänger called as she walked further into the house.
"Go away!" Stefan growled as he stepped out of the shadows "You shouldn't be here Elena."
"I need your help. Bonnie said that you would be here." She answered.
"Well, Bonnie sucks as keeping secrets." Stefan countered.
"Listen, you need to give Klaus his family back."
"Oh, really? Is that what I need to do?" Stefan scoffed.
"Klaus compelled Jeremy to stand in front of a speeding car. Don't you get it? Stefan, he's not gonna stop until he gets what he wants." Elena whimpered "If not for me, or my family, then what about Grace?-"
"Elena, stop talking." He cringed at hearing the girls name "I'm not giving Klaus anything." Stefan hissed.
Elena stared at him blankly for a moment "Are you listening to me? He's gonna kill Jeremy! He's going to kill Grace!"
"Not really my problem." He young vampire crossed his arms over his chest.
The doppelgänger felt anger bubbling up inside of her as she reached out and struck him violently across the face, he stepped back "And you can go to hell!" She added as she walked away angrily.
"That didn't go over well." Damon noted as he watched Elena walk from the house.
"Don't even start, Damon." Elena growled.
"Let me talk to him!" The younger vampire called at the doppelgänger stalked off, suddenly she turned with a deathly look on her face.
"You can't get in!" She reminded him "The witches won't let you!"
"Here." Damon threw his keys towards her "Take my car keys. You go deal with your brother, I'll deal with mine and we'll meet somewhere in the middle for Grace, alright?"
"Is she ok?" Elena's voice was small, in the mist of her anger and worry for Jeremy she had forgotten her own sister.
"Klaus won't hurt her." Damon answered shaking his head "She'll be fine." He turned on his heal and rushed into the house finding a shadowy spot to take cover from the intense sun, he moves again avoiding the sun until he reached the safety of the basement which was when his brother stepped out, clapping sarcastically.
"Wow! That was impressive." The younger brothers voice was thick with sarcasm "But the coffins aren't here, so... You can go away not."
"I don't care about the coffins. We need to talk." Damon informed him.
"Ok, lets talk." There was a obvious glow of challenge in Stefan's eyes as the older brother let out a heavy sigh.
"Nothing's ever easy with you, is it?" Damon growled as his brother shook his head.
The raven haired vampire ran for him, attacking him, they moved through the house snapping their jaws aggressively at each other, when suddenly Damon kicked Stefan to the floor outside of the house.
The older Salvatore brother saw a fallen tree, snapping of a branch he forced it into his brother stomach, he let out a loud groan "That is for screwing up my plan!" His bright blue eyes flashed with anger "You stop me from killing Klaus and you steal his family! Why! It doesn't make sense!" He growled aggressively "Answer me!" He roared.
"Piece by piece Klaus took everything from me." Stefan rasped out feeling the wood splintering into his stomach "I'm doing the same to him."
"But I had him, Stefan!" Damon hissed "Why did you screw it up!"
"I did it to save you!" Stefan told him, his voice was pain filled and anger at the same time, he used all that he had to throw Damon off as the older brother was taken back with his announcement.
"What? No. No way! You didn't do this for me!" Damon hissed as his younger brother stood up brushing himself off.
"He was one step ahead of us." Stefan shook his head "If Klaus died, his hybrids would have killed you..."
"I want you to get it through your head." Damon shoved the stake into his gain "Stop saving me!" He stalked away from his pain stricken brother.
"Can't I just go?" Grace whimpered "I can help them find Stefan-"
"Maybe I should tie you up?" Klaus mused to himself, a playful smirk falling across his lips "That's a delicious thought..." He mused to himself rubbing his stubble gently.
"I'm really sorry about your family." Grace's voice was small as she looked over at him, he seemed taken back by her apology "I know you loved them a lot, besides the fact that you daggered them and kept them in boxes. You must have done it for a good reason..."
"Why are you saying this?" Klaus questioned.
"Because I can't spend all this time hating you... I should. But it's exhausting." She sighed heavily as she rose from her seat and walked over to him "I know you're lonely-"
Klaus let out a low growl cutting her off "You do not know me-"
"But you know me? You know what I want?" Grace hissed.
"Yes. I do." Klaus hissed narrowing his eyes a terrifying look on his face that scared Grace to her very core "Now quiet, I need some time to think." He ordered.
"No." She hissed and suddenly he had her braced back against one of the walls that was to be knocked down, her wrists pinned above her head, her heart was thudding loudly in her chest as her breathing hitched "What are you going to do with me?"
"If I can get what I want..." The tip of his nose trailed down her neck "Nothing. But if I don't..."
He let her go, the threat left hanging in the air, her button lip quivered as he turned and walked back over to his drink, thinking about his family.
Out in the woods Tyler was sat on a old tree stump, drinking beer from a can with a depressed look on his face, he didn't fail to notice that Jeremy was approaching, his feet crushing the leafs beneath his feet, he could hear the metallic sound of the crossbow in his shaking hands.
"Don't do it, Jeremy." Tyler threatened.
"Why not? You stabbed my back, I stab yours." Jeremy growled.
"I didn't stab you in the back!" He shot up so he was standing, facing the scared human.
"Is that why you wanted to hang out? To get me off the vervain?" His voice was wavering as he questioned the powerful hybrid.
"Klaus asked me to. I never though he would try to kill you." Tyler whispered "Now he has Grace, too... I don't know what he's going to do to her."
Jeremy hissed through gritted teeth "It's Klaus, Tyler! What do you thinks going to happen!"
"He doesn't care about you! Or even her! All he wants is to get his family back!" Tyler growled as the trigger to the crossbow was pulled, before the arrow could stab into his the hybrid caught it "What the hell!"
"Whenever Klaus wants something, someone ends up dead! You think about that next to before you blindly do whatever he says." Jeremy retorted as he turned and walked away.
"Jer!" He called and the boy turned around "You should get home. Stay inside... Klaus isn't gonna stop until he gets those coffins back. He is not done with you."
Alaric gasped as he returned to life, patting his chest and cracking his back, laying on the cold floor he was thankful to be alive, suddenly the door opened, looking up he saw Elena looking at him "Ric, hey! When did you return to the living?" Elena questioned casually.
"Oh, just a few minutes ago. How is Jeremy?" Alaric questioned as he stood up brushing himself down carefully.
"Hating me. Hating life. Hating the fact that we can't even have a family dinner without somebody dying before dessert. Are you ok?" She asked seeing that he was pale.
The teacher doubled over as he began to cough up blood, wincing in pain as he held his throat, more blood being spat out "Something's wrong! The ring!" He announced as he collapsed to the floor moaning in pain.
"Ric." Elena knelt down beside him trying to reawaken him "Ric."
After Elena called the paramedics, it didn't take long for them to get there, they knocked the door and she opened it allowing them inside to look over Alaric.
"What happened?" One of them questioned.
"He got hit by a car and... he's coughing up blood." Elena informed them both, they look at each other warily.
"Get his vitals." The other one ordered.
"Pulse pretty weak. Looks like internal bleeding." He stated "We gotta get him out of here."
"Let's move." The other one agreed as they start to leave the door flies open as Tony, Klaus' hybrid was standing there
"Let's not and say we did." He offered looking across at the two paramedics "Why don't you two meet us at the hospital?"
"What?" Elena hissed as they turned and walked from the house, without Alaric who's life was in the balance "No, no, no, no! Wait! You have to help him!" She called "What are you doing?" She growled as tony who was pushing his dark brown hair from his eyes.
"You can still save his life, Elena. Here – take my blood..." He slit his wrist showing her his healing blood "I can't get in. You're going to have to invite me."
"No. Why are you doing this?" The doppelgänger asked, tears stinging her eyes.
"Klaus asked for his family. You didn't deliver." Tony answered.
Ric began to cough again, blood dripping down the side of his mouth, Elena quickly rushed over to him kneeling beside him "Ric! I'm right here." She informed him.
"Might want to invite me in, Elena." Tony's voice was snide when suddenly he jolted forward falling to the ground, Elena saw Jeremy standing behind him, crossbow in hand, and Tony had a arrow in his back.
"Jeremy!"
"He's not dead yet." Jeremy informed her as he ran past her into the kitchen, when he returned he had a large meat cleaver in his hand.
"What are you doing-" Her question was cut of as he began to hack of Tony's head until he was completely detached from his body, she gagged and screamed as he did it.
"Now he's dead." He informed her, standing up, blood layering his hands and body "We've got to get Alaric tot he hospital now." He growled dropping his weapon to the ground going back into the house leaving Elena standing there in complete shock.
Damon was pacing around outside of the witch house as Stefan watching him "Do you know what I can't figure out? Why save me? Was it brotherly love, guilty conscience? Is the switch on, is the switch off?" The older brother questioned.
"You have somewhere you need to be Damon? Like maybe saving your girlfriend?" Stefan suggested.
"I can't save my girlfriend until you hand over Klaus' family." Damon hissed, but Stefan remained silent "Reflection. That's not going to work on me! I invented that."
"We're done. Can't you just go away?" Stefan hissed.
"Not until you tell me why you saved me. You owe me that."
Stefan narrowed his forest green eyes as his older brother "I didn't owe you anything."
"Fine. Next question: why did you steal the coffins?" Damon asked.
"Because Klaus' family is the one weakness I can use against him." Stefan informed him.
"Use against him to do what!" Damon roared "You're not going to kill him, you know how I know? Cause there was only one way to kill him and you blew that to save me."
"You're wrong Damon. Klaus doesn't just get to live forever. There's another way. There has to be." Stefan voice was clouded with wonder.
"Fair enough. But whatever you're doing I want in."
"I don't need your help-"
"Really? Last time I checked you're hiding in a haunted house." Damon looked over his shoulder at the witch house
"I'm in this alone, Damon." The young brother told him firmly.
"You're go after Klaus you have to be cutthroat and devious. I'm so much better at that than you. Come on brother. What do you say? If you're gonna keep saving my life at least make it for a good reason." He negotiated.
"You want in?" Stefan asked.
"Yeah."
"Ok. But Elena stays out of it." Stefan warned and Damon through him a cautious look "Grace was never going to be able to stay out of this... but Elena she does."
"Deal." Damon nodded.
"Follow me." Stefan walked back into the house.
"Wait. I'm not so... welcome in there." Damon mused as he stood in the doorway.
"Don't you worry Damon. We all want the same thing." A smug smile pulled at the corners of Stefan's lips as they all walked in, descending to the basement of the house "Have a look." He referred to the empty room.
"What? Klaus is allergic to dust?"
"Hmm... Look again." The younger Salvatore brother smirked as the four coffins were sat there happily "Witch spirits hate Klaus as much as we do. They're using their powers to hide the coffins."
"So even if he comes in the house..."
"... he won't he able to find them." Stefan smiled.
"We'll be there, love. Don't worry, she's unharmed." Klaus hung up as he looked over at Grace, she had small tears running down her face "I hate it when you do that."
"Huh?" Grace suddenly looked up into his glowing eyes that were fixed on her "Do what?" She sniffled drying her eyes with her sleeve.
"Cry. Sob..." He mused "It makes me feel... helpless." He took a seat next to her "Saddened. Depressed even."
"Well, I seem to cry a lot these days." She whispered "Damn vampire emotions." she sniffled an the chuckled gently.
Klaus reached out and ran his finger tips over her wet face, as he pulled his hand back he inspected the small tear drops on his fingers, he rubbed them between his fingers before drying them on his jeans.
"When I found out that your house was on fire... it was Elijah that had told me." Klaus mused "He told me that I had to help... It was too late for your parents, but you were up in your room, curled into a little ball, sobbing... It's why I hate seeing you so... sad." He sighed "It reminds me that I almost lost you." Grace was about to speak "Your screams still haunt my worse nightmares, dreams of you slipping from my grip, falling into his arms..."
"I... I never knew..." She whimpered.
"Yes. Well, now you do." He rose from his seat brushing himself off "get ready to leave."
Over at the hospital Alaric was up gathering together all of his stuff when a beautiful doctor with long chocolate brown hair and bright brown eyes watched him carefully, she was holding his chart inspecting it "Mr. Saltzman. What are you doing up? You should be resting." She tsked him.
"Ah, I'm more of a walk it off kinda guy." He chuckled "Do I need to sign something?"
"Internal haemorrhaging, three broken ribs and a concussion. I have no idea how you're on your feet right now, but I need to run some more tests." She informed him.
Alaric rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly "I actually have some place I need to be, but... thank you... Dr..."
"Fell." She informed him "But the patients who follow my advice get to call me Meredith."
"Well... I appreciate your help Dr. Fell." Alaric smiled nodding once.
"Mr. Saltzman... what is your secret? Guardian angel or did you sell your soul to the devil?" There was a playful look in her bright eyes.
"Hmm... a little of both." Alaric smirked as he walked past her out of the room.
The door to the Salvatore Boarding house was knocked, as Elena opened the door he saw Klaus and Grace standing there "Thank you for coming." Her voice was formal.
"I trust you have news of Stefan." Klaus entered the house pushing Grace with him.
"I couldn't find him." She lied "But as a trade for Grace, I have something else that might peak your interest..."
They all walked down to the cellar, Elena pushed one of the doors open and Rebekah was laying on the ground daggered and pale "My poor sister. I can't turn my back on her for a moment."
"The life of my sister in exchange for your sister?" Klaus looked down at the blonde Goddess "Yeah, I'd say that's a bargain. Consider her spared."
"You should know I was the one that daggered her. When she wakes up she'll come after me." Elena informed him.
"I can control Rebekah. Besides I still need your help finding Stefan."
"I told you I don't know where he is." Elena hissed as Klaus leant down and pulled the dagger from her.
"You're lying. Fortunately you have no shortage of loved ones. If I don't find my family the question you should be asking yourself is who's going to die next? Bonnie? Caroline? Matt? Damon?" He looked across at Grace as she stiffened "It's only a matter of time before Stefan gives me what I want"
"He doesn't care about me anymore. You made sure of that. You turned him into a monster." Elena growled "Now he's your problem. And just so you know, I'm not the only one that Rebekah wants dead. She knows what you did to your mother. She knows that you killed her... You can let yourself out." Elena and Grace turned and walked from the house, on the way out Grace grabbed her phone and they both left.
Jeremy and Alaric were just leaving the hospital, the teacher was all better know thanks to Damon's blood that had healed him internally "So, the ring brought you back to life, but it didn't heal you. Does tha mean it's broken?" Jeremy questioned.
"I don't know. It's never happened like that before. I guess I have Damon's blood to thank for the fact that I'm still walking." The teacher shrugged.
"He said to say you owe him a drink." Jeremy smirked.
"That's funny. Id' rather have head trauma..." He replied shortly "Hey, Jeremy – you ok?"
"Why wouldn't I be? I shot a hybrid in the back and chopped his head off with a meat cleaver. Typical Sunday, huh?" Jeremy mused sarcastically.
"You can talk to be about this stuff. You know that, right?" The older man patted his shoulder.
"What could you tell me that I don't already know? This is the way things are. It sucks but – I just got to get used to it." He walked away from the teacher.
"Tony is gone." Grace walked back in the house dusting her hands off causally "He at the bottom of the Steven's Quarry..." Her voice was light, yet serious.
"What about Alaric?" Elena looked over at her.
"Damon took care of him... I got a text from Alaric." She informed her, perching herself on the couching watching Elena wash a washcloth.
"I think I got most of the blood off the porch." Elena informed her.
"Alright." Grace whispered "Thank you... For saving me... for giving Rebekah over to Klaus for me... I know this could end badly with Rebekah awake now." She paused "What are you going to do about Jeremy... beheading a hybrid is pretty brutal. That's coming from a vampire that almost got her heart ripped out and basically gets staked on a daily basis."
"He's only 16." Elena whispered "It should have to be like this for him."
"Elena."
"There has to be another way. We have to fix it." Elena looked at her before turning and rinsing out the cloth "I need you to do something for me." Her voice was low.
Rebekah was laying on a table, her skin was slowly returning to it's beautiful bronze colour rather than a grey, deathly colour "Here we are, Rebekah." Klaus mused "Home sweet home. Only took a thousand years... And to think I was counting on you being here with me... But that's all ruined now, isn't it?" He saw her fingers began to twitch "I'm so sorry... Sister... we'll meet again one day." He shoved the dagger into her chest again.
Alaric, Grace and Elena all walk up the stairs and stand outside Jeremy's room, his sister reaches out and knocks the door "Hey. Can we talk?"
"Ah – what did I do now?" Jeremy growled as he turned away from his computer screen to face her.
Elena sighed heavily as she took a seat on his bed, perched on the end "I've been thinking about what you said earlier... About how we should pack up and go-"
"Elena, I didn't mean any of that." Jeremy told her quickly.
"But you were right." She announced as this took Jeremy back "You shouldn't have to give up a normal life – just because of me..."
"Of us." Grace added leaning against the door walking into the room, she wasn't going to let Elena take the full blame for everything that had happened with Jeremy.
"I didn't mean what I said about you earlier, Grace. I know you're not going to hurt anyone-"
"No, you had every right to say what you did." Grace nodded "You were upset and I understand that." She took the place that Elena was sitting on and faced the boy.
"What's going on?" Jeremy asked.
She began to compel him as she took his hands carefully "I need to speak with you, Jeremy." Grace whispered tears stinging her eyes "Here's the thing, Jer. You're gonna go out of town for a while – a long while. You're gonna stay with some nice family friends in Denver, you're gonna be at a new school, you'll meet new girls, living girls. You're going to drink a few beers, take an art class. You do whatever you want."
"Tell me he's gonna leave Mystic Falls behind and never think twice about it." Alaric told her from where he was comforting Elena.
"You're gonna leave Mystic Falls behind and never think twice about it." Grace added squeezing his hands "You're gonna have a better life, Jeremy."
Stefan and Bonnie were looking over the coffins, the witch walked over to the one that had the Klaus killing weapon inside... the one from her dream "This is the one I dreamt about." She tried to open it, but it was stuck solid and wasn't moving at all.
"Don't bother. It won't open." Stefan informed her.
"What do you mean – is it locked?" Bonnie questioned.
"Nope. Just won't open. I've tried everything. Blow torches. Crowbar. Can't even scratch the finish." He informed her.
"I think it's closed with a spell." Bonnie mused.
"Meaning whatever is in there, should probably stay in there." Stefan added.
"You said you wanted to make him suffer. The witches led me here for a reason. I think whatever is inside this coffin is our answer." Bonnie had a set look on her face.
Grace and Elena walk out of the house, taking in gasp of air as tears balled down their face, Alaric was helping Jeremy pack, he was pretty torn up too "I feel like a horrible person." Elena whimpered.
"You just saved his life, Elena." Grace told her "Take it from me, strange is bad, dead is worse."
"I just can't stop thinking about what happened the last time I asked Damon to compel him-"
"He found out. And he got over it. Again: not dead, Elena! He's lucky to have a sister like you..." She rubbed her arm as she left a text come through.
"I need rest." Elena whispered "I'm going to check on those two..."
"Alright." Grace hugged her sister and watched her walk back in the house, she pulled her phone from her pocket and saw she had a single text from Damon.
come home, lover x
Grace walked into the Salvatore Boarding house and her eye brows creased when she saw delicate rose petals on the floor, she followed them into the dinning room where Damon was stood with a bottle of white wine in his hands "Damon?" She giggled looking around "What's all this?"
"An apology." He answered walking towards her "I shouldn't have freaked out about those dreams, and I shouldn't have just let him take you... I have you and Klaus doesn't... That's all I need to know."
Grace let out a small giggle as he moved out a chair for her to sit down, leaning down he pressed a small kiss to her neck before walking around to the other side of the table to grab the wine.
"Wine for my little lover." He smiled as he poured her a drink of her favourite wine "Only the best for you, Gracie."
"Oh, Damon." She blushed as he leaned over the table and pecked her lips a simple, chaste kiss leaving her wanting more "So, what's on the menu, chef."
"It's a surprise." He answered as he took a seat across from her, the candles that lit the room glowed against her pale skin perfectly, his hand rose to her cheek and his brushed his thumb over her face, her eyes closed at his touch.
"Damon." She breathed out before opening her eyes to see he was gone, she let out a small laughed, taking the chance to fix her hair, making herself look suitable for this romantic dinner "I'm just going to go change, ok? Damon?" She called as she rose from her seat about to go change.
"That's not allowed." Damon was stood in front of her, eyeing her up and down.
"But I want to look nice." She whispered looking down at her ripped skinny jeans and loose off the shoulder shirt showing the strap of her black bra.
"You look gorgeous." He told her turning moving her back to her seat "Now sit. Relax." He whispered against her neck as he peppered it with small kisses making her fidget and moan out.
Damon returned to the kitchen and Grace was left on her own, she began to flick through a book that had been left on the side, when suddenly a plate was laid down in front of her, a light pasta dish was on there.
"Looks delicious." Grace smiled as Damon took his seat.
"Yes, you do." He purred.
They soon finished their meal, Grace was sitting there again on her own running her hands through her chocolate brown hair, when Damon returned he had some cake with him, placing it between them "Open your mouth, baby." He purred, she opened her mouth and he fed her a piece of cake "Did he hurt you today?"
"No." Grace shook her head as she was chewing "It... It was ok" She swallowed slowly "He didn't treat me that bad..."
Damon let out a small sigh as he fed her another piece "I'm sorry I wasn't there... I was so angry at you for not telling me about the dreams, but... I was so scared that you wouldn't want to come back."
"Damon." She swallowed her food reaching over to stroke his face gently "I'll always come back... Always."
"There's something you need to know." He ate a piece himself "Stefan didn't screw us over." She gave him a confused look "He screwed us over, but he had a good reason."
"What?" Grace whispered.
"He saved Klaus to save me. Then he stole the coffins to get even."
"What? Damon, if he did it to protect you then... why would he even do that?" Grace looked up at him.
"Even through everything that has gone on between us, he can't let me die, even if that meant saving that dicks life." Damon growled then calmed himself.
"We gave Rebekah back."
"What?" Damon growled.
"It was in exchange for me... and then..." Small tears ran down her cheeks "Then we sent Jeremy away, it was too dangerous for him being here... So I compelled him to leave Mystic Falls and I feel so guilty..."
"Grace."
"No." She stood up turning away from him more tears falling "He didn't have a choice-"
"But you did it for all the right reasons." Damon tucked her into his embrace, holding her "You did it to save his life."
Grace sobbed more "Then why do I feel so guilty."
"Come on. I have a way to take the guilt away..." He kissed her heavily, moving her back against the wall pinning both of her wrists together above her head making sure she couldn't move.
Tracing his lips down her throat she called out in pleasure as he nipped at the sensitive skin so gently, it sent shocks of electricity through her body, making her arch her back and squirm against his grip.
"I love you, Grace Gilbert." He purred seductively.
"I love you, Damon Salvatore." Her voice was thick with a husk as he leaned down and reconnected their lips again...
A/N
Here's another chapter, someone asked for some Klace time in a review, so I figured I'd let them bond a little, but there was some nice Drace in there for all your Drace shippers :)
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