Twisted Love
Season Four
The Rager
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Vampire Diaries, I only own Grace :)
Tyler was fast asleep in a hospital bed inside of Mystic Falls hospital, he had armed officer standing guard outside of the door, on demand of his mother. There was a noise from down the hall and the officer hears it, he moves towards the noise to investigate but when he reached the area he saw nothing.
The officer went to go back towards Tyler's room but before he could reach it he was attacked by Connor who put him in a sleeper hold leaving him unconscious on the ground, the commotion of all of this awoke the sleeping hybrid.
As Connor entered Tyler's hospital room but sees that the bed in empty, walking further into the room he looked around trying to find him but as he turns around to leave Tyler was standing there ready to attack him but the hunter was too quick injecting him with a toxin into his neck leaving him paralysed, he lies the hybrid down on the hospital bed.
"Don't bother." Connor threatened Tyler who was trying to desperately to move. "It's a paralytic." He added as he lifted the hybrid upper lip sticking a needle into his gums getting some werewolf venom that he could use against the vampires, Tyler called out in pain just as the hunter finished pulling the needle out patting him on the cheek before exiting the room swiftly.
Tyler snarled and growled as he tried to move on the bed, eventually he was able to get out and move at supernatural speed from the room to see the hallway was not completely empty no sign of Connor, no sign he was ever there.
Connor was sat in his trailer performing a distillation with the werewolf venom he had stolen from Tyler whilst slicing and apple and eating tha. He sat down at his table glancing over newspaper clippings and other papers. He glanced over on that spoke about the church shooting and then picked up another that Pastor Young had left for his daughter April.
He grabbed a pen and made a note on a piece of paper 'Tyler Lockwood; Vampire + Werewolf' and then slides two folder towards himself reading the names on front. 'Jeremy Gilbert'and 'Elena Gilbert'
In the master bedroom of the Salvatore boarding house Grace stood there shoving items she would need for school into her satchel as Damon stood across the room with an aggravated yet disappointed look on his perfect face. She glanced over at him through the mirror frowning to herself before stating. "I can't miss school, Damon." She explained.
"I understand that, I just don't like it." Damon answered truthfully in a soft voice, he crossed the room towards her stuffing his hands into his pockets as he reached her. "Now that we know that dick survived..." He spat out referring of how Klaus back in the picture, Grace visible shuddered at the thought of him. "I'm pretty sure he's gonna be pissed about how we tried to store him away like jerky for eternity and he didn't hesitate taking it out on you the first time we plotted again him."
"Damon, seriously." She turned to him so that she was facing him fully and not concentrating on her school bag. "I'm not going to go out looking for him. I'm going to go to school, get the work done, and get home to you as soon as I can." She could see an unknown worry twinkling in his eyes that she could tell was bothering him more than the Klaus situation. "What else are you worrying about?"
"Nothing."
"Damon." She pressed cocking her right eye brow in disbelief, she reached behind her and grabbed her satchel throwing it over her shoulder still waiting for her boyfriend to explain what was wrong with him. "Will you just tell me or I'll just read your mind." She threatened playfully pressing the palm of her hand against his hard chest.
"Always pulling the telepath card..." He chuckled to himself seeing the proud look on her face, he ran his hands over his face for a moment before looking up to catch her beautiful chocolate-brown eyes worry filling them as he took time trying to find the words. "I don't it's safe for you to be out there on your own. With everything going on, how are you going to cope with your blood lust?"
"Damon, I am not suffering from blood lust." She snorted out laughter giving him a look which made him worry even more, she was clearly in denial about everything, not wanting to face her true self, he just wondered how many dead bodies it would take before she went truly off the rails and he lost her forever. "I was weak for like one second. April was there pouring out blood, I hadn't had my daily fix, it was an accident waiting to happen." She added stroking his arm.
"Gracie, I-"
"I don't want to talk about this anymore." Grace stated in a firm voice, no more humour in her tone, she was willing to let him think she had a little weakness, who didn't, it was a vampire thing, but she could see the way he looked at her, like she was some fragile china doll, that was going to rip someones throat out. "I need to be at school now for Elena, alright. She's having a hard time."
Damon wanted so much to shake her and tell her she was having a hard time, she was in some serious denial and it felt like he was talking to a brick wall when she tried to speak about it. "Grace, you're being evasive."
"And you're being obsessive, over nothing." Grace answered in a short voice as she placed a soft kiss on his cheeks, having to stand up on her tip toes to do so she gave him a hard look before muttering bye and walking from the room without another word.
Grace stormed past Stefan her cheeks flushed pink from her small disagreement with Damon, she was never going to give into her worst fear, he creased his eye brows as he saw her stalking towards her car climbing in slamming the door shut behind her and driving off with a loud screech of the wheels.
Damon walked from the house watching her drive away shaking his head as he sipped tentatively at a freshly poured glass of blood in his hands. "Good day for a midlife crisis." Damon remarked to his younger brother who was fixing up his motorcycle. "164 years, I'd say you're due."
"Elena's transition to vampire has been a little depressing, I'm gonna help her have some fun." Stefan answered as he stood up rubbing his hands on his dark wash jeans looking at his older brother. "How is she this morning?" He referred to Grace. "She seemed a little... pissed off."
"She is. At me." Damon replied shortly as he leaned against the door frame to the house standing there for a moment trying to get his head around what was happening to his girlfriend. "She doesn't even want to talk about it..."
"That's what I did." Stefan replied to him matter-of-factly. "That and secretly feeding." He added and Damon narrowed his eyes at his brother, he had no many bad scenarios about Grace running through his head at the moment without adding more. "What are you going to do about this, Damon? Do you actually have a plan or are you just gonna throwing humans at her until she stops killing them?"
"I'm going to work out something for her, don't worry your pretty little head about it, brother." Damon answered in a harsh voice narrowing his eyes as he turned around reaching around the door and grabbing his coat.
"You know, Damon, I worry about her, too." Stefan muttered as he looked at his older brother who creased his eye brows. "She's a good person. I don't want to see her become like me either." His voice was small.
"Stefan..." Damon glanced over at his younger brother for a moment unsure what to say to him, honestly he didn't want Grace to become a ripper either but he didn't want Stefan thinking that's what he thought. "Grace is going to get through this and Elena is going to be fine..."
The younger Salvatore paused for a moment before looking at his brother. "Where are you going?"
"The hunter jacked Tyler Lockwood of his werewolf venom, so basically, he's got vampire poison in a bottle. And I'm gonna find him, and I'm gonna eat him." Damon answered in a sure voice as he shrugged on his jacket.
"I'll go with you." Stefan nodded his head but his older brother shook his head at him, even thought they were almost getting on again they were still fighting and Damon wanted to be alone for a while.
"I don't want your help." Damon answered in a short voice that took Stefan by surprise. "I just want to kill this guy and get the hell out-of-town with Grace. That was mine and hers deal."
"That was before Elena turned and we found out about Grace's blood struggles." Stefan countered making Damon roll his eyes. "She needs to be around her family if she's going to get through this at the moment."
"No, the best thing for us to do is to get out of this God forsaken town. Fresh start somewhere else, anywhere else." Damon replied shortly as he turned to his younger brother fully. "Listen, I know you're trying to help but Grace is my girlfriend and I know what I'm doing with her, alright?"
"Are you still angry that I punched you in the face? Because you deserved it... Why don't you stop being dramatic and let people actually help you for once, let people help Grace for once." Stefan begged but Damon just rolled his crystal blue eyes.
"No, brother, dramatic would be leaving and taking Grace with me before I kill this hunter." Damon hissed as he walked away from his brother leaving Stefan there in complete silence.
Just outside of the school Elena was leaning against the wall casually as she saw her ex-boyfriend approaching her. "Kind of weird doing this in our old make-out spot." He informed her trivially.
"Thank you, for doing this. I can't keep anything else down." Elena shook her head as she even thought about having to keep down animal blood, or blood from the bag.
"It's ok. I kind of owe you my life, remember?" The blond boy shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing that he was risking his life to feed his vampire friend his own blood.
"Yeah, but I didn't make Stefan save your life so that I could turn you into a human blood bag." Elena argued feeling the guilt rush through her as she looked up into his sea blue eyes regretfully, she hated doing this to him but the need for blood was so strong considering she was so young.
"Elena, please just..." He didn't want to dwell on it anymore, rolling up his sleeve he holds his masculine arm out towards her. "Let me do this for you..." He begged and they stare at each other for a long, hard moment.
Elena took his wrist gently as she could with her new-found strength and extended her fangs in a matter of seconds digging them into his wrist drinking his blood. She could feel it slowly taking over, the blood calling to her but is able to stop herself from hurting her friend.
"Was that enough?" Matt quizzed as Elena pulled away and dried his warm, tempting blood from her face she shook her head from side to side.
"No. But if I had anymore, I'm afraid I wouldn't stop. Here." She pulled out a bandage and placed it over his new wound from her razor-sharp fangs smiling at him gratefully. "Thank you."
Just as she finishes tending to his wounds the bell rang loudly signalling it was time to start their school day for real, so they both begin to walk towards the school entrance.
"So, you really think this is the best place for you right now?"
"The vampire hunter around, Matt. Hiding at home would be suspicious, besides, I want to be here." Elena argued shrugging her shoulders carelessly. "It's my senior year. I survived this long, there's no way I'm bailing before graduation..." Her eyes caught a piece of paper attached to a windshield of the car. "Town called a curfew?" She read the pamphlet carefully.
"Tyler got shot in front of half the town. Everyone's a little freaked." Matt explained and Elena couldn't help but understand all the parents wanting to protect their children.
"If only they knew the real story." Elena muttered shaking her head from side to side.
By the time Grace finally arrived at her high school she quickly parked her car and climbed out of her car heading towards the front entrance. She was late for her first class but she found it had to feel the ability to care. She was scrolling down on her phone as she approached the stone stairs leading up when suddenly an overwhelming smell filled her nostrils.
Creasing her eye brows she shoved her phone into her bag to turned to see a young boy, he couldn't be any older than Jeremy's age kneeling next to his scuffed up skateboard nursing his grazed knee through ripped skater jeans. He cursed loudly as he laughed at himself his own delicious blood layering his hands as he pulled them away to reveal a large blood gash making Grace intake a quick breath at the sheer sight of it.
She could almost feel his blood pouring down her throat, the warm freshness of it all made her fangs push down through her gums without any discomfort. Licking her lips so they were dry anymore the boy glanced over to her blushing heavily, he was embarrassed that someone had seen his incidental.
"Dude, I can be such a freaking klutz sometimes. Seriously!" He laughed loudly as he rubbed his knee again wincing in pain, his heart was pounding so loudly in his chest it was all that Grace could hear her eyes becoming their demonic black colour as she approached him. "Hey. I hope you don't get sick at the sight of blood. You look at little pale."
She tilted her head to the side letting out a soft giggle as she knelt beside him grinning at him, showing off her pearly white fangs to him, running her tongue across each other with a slow pace, he was absolutely paralysed with fear, it was like staring at death. "Actually, my friend. It's quite the opposite."
Tyler and Carol Lockwood walk into their large house, he was feeling much better than he had been after being venom jacked by the new vampire hunter in town. He didn't fail to notice two burly men standing in the foyer of the mansion.
"Who the hell are you two?" Tyler scowled at them both unsure of what to think of anyone in town at the moment after everything that had happened the past couple of days.
"Tyler, it's ok." Carol was quick to calm her hybrid son. "They're here for your protection." She added in a soft voice.
"More deputies?" Tyler almost scoffed they had done such a bad job of protecting him in the first place at the hospital it felt there was no need for them.
Klaus entered the room from the parlour room behind them with one of his hybrids following from behind. "Not exactly." His heavy British voice echoed and the young Hybrid knew who it was immediately without even having to look at him.
"They're hybrids." Tyler sighed heavily as Klaus came into view.
"I was half way to Chicago when I heard you were attacked. I had hoped to leave Mystic Falls for good, but duty calls." Klaus shot him a playful smirk.
"Nice to know you care..."
"I don't." Klaus countered in a rough voice making Carol freeze in fear for her son. "I should have killed for the little stunt you and that obnoxious young stupid vampire pulled." He referred to Damon. "Stopping my heart; leaving me in a coffin to rot."
"Well, considering how badly you treated one of my closest friends I'd say you deserved it." Tyler countered in a growl referring to Grace being his friend. "So, maybe we're even."
"Not even close." Klaus hissed at him before a small smile pulled over his lips. "But, you hybrids are a dying breed. I can't make more of you and I won't have anyone taking liberties with the ones I have left." He began to leave. "Consider them your new bodyguards." He referred to the three hybrids now standing in the room.
Stefan walked into class to see Elena sitting at her desk alone no sign of Grace at all, he took his rightful place next to his girlfriend as she looked around the classroom to feel so empty and alone in this history classroom.
"It's the first time we've been back in Alaric's classroom." Stefan muttered as he rubbed her hand softly trying to reassure her but there was thick tears lining her eyes, her new vampire emotions were not helping the ordeal of everything.
"First period and I'm ready to bawl my eyes out." Elena whispered as she tried to hold her tears back, she didn't want to be the girl who cried in class but she felt as if she did so much. "H-Have you seen Grace anywhere?"
"She said bye before she left the house this morning." Stefan answered as he looked around the room, she had left before him she was bound to be there already. "Maybe she's running an errand or something."
"Maybe." Elena muttered as the door opened, they both looked over to it quickly but were only disappointed when the arrogant blonde walked into the room. "Just like that, I'm no longer feeling sentimental." She hissed as anger soared through her it almost hurt.
"Morning everyone." Rebekah cooed in her elegant British accent, the entire class, minus a few people, actually looked to the front and listened to the Original.
"Morning, Bekah." They all used her nickname like they were all her close friends, she grinned out at them all, her prey. She began to walk around the class handing out flyers to each person. "So, I'm throwing a little anti-curfew at my new house." She announced proudly. "Starts at the fifth period and goes till whenever, spread the word..." She stopped at Grace's desk to see the brunette wasn't there, a genuine worried look crossed her face. "No Grace today?"
"Why do you care?" Elena snarled at her, Rebekah glanced down at the twin of the brunette and narrowed her eyes.
"Because I do actually quite like your sister. She has spunk." Rebekah announced with a smirk on her lips, Elena grit her teeth as the Brit continued to speak. "But, you're more than welcome to come Elena, if you'd like to bury the hatchet."
"It's a pretty enormous hatchet." Elena muttered as she glared down at the flyer the blonde laid down in front of her.
"Well, I'm feeling generous of spirit." Rebekah remarked in a snide tone as she folded one of her flyers in half and scribbled Grace's name elegantly of the back of it planning to put it in her locker later on for her to find on her own.
"New house, huh?" Elena noted as she looked at the new address noticing it was different from where she had gone to the Mikaelson Ball all those months ago, it seemed like decades ago, such a simpler time. "Did your brother finally kick you out?" She taunted in a harsh tone.
"He didn't kick me out, I left." Rebekah answered in a matter-of-factly tone narrowing her sea blue eyes at the brunette in front of her.
"So, you left the only person on Earth that actually likes you?" Elena scoffed a little making the blondes blood boil as she made fun of how unpopular she was at the moment with everyone who hadn't been either feared, bribed or compelled into liking her.
"Well, your boyfriend liked me once." Rebekah countered and the entire class went into a hushed silence looking away awkwardly from the moment that was unfolding before them. "Actually, a lot more than once." The brunette was furious that she had brought Stefan into all of this fighting between the two of them.
"Why are you still in town, Rebekah?" Stefan hissed as he narrowed his eyes immediately proving that he was taking sides with his girlfriend. "Don't you have anywhere else to go?"
Rebekah tilted her head to the side for a moment before saying. "Well, history's my favourite class. Actually, where is Mr. Saltzman...?" She glanced around playing dumb and the newborn could feel the ultimate rage filling her. "Oh, that's right, I killed him..."
Suddenly a pencil was thrown at Rebekah at vampire speed but she caught it before it could pierce her skin and launched back at where it had come from which was Elena, it stabbed her in the chest. She pried the pencil from her flesh and stormed out of the room Stefan following throwing the Original a dirty look before that.
"Just breathe, just breathe." Stefan tried to calm her down seeing the rage flare in her eyes so angry at what the Original had said about Alaric, like he was nothing just another body in the ground to her but he meant something to everyone else whether he was a mentor, friend, guardian. "You haven't felt this kind of rage before."
"I hate her." Elena growled as she turned back to face Stefan fully seeing the patient look on his face. "I didn't think I was capable of hate, but I hate her and I hate that I hate her." She explained complexly, she spied over Stefan's shoulder to see Connor was standing in the halls. "That's the hunter."
Stefan glanced over his shoulder to see Connor standing there too talking to an older woman, he could feel rage inside of him that he was here in the school. "What the hell is he doing here?" The hunter made his way over to Jeremy who was standing at a locker.
"Jeremy. No." Elena went to walk towards him quickly but Stefan was quicker and stopped her before she could get there, the young Gilbert was safe he was only a human so Connor wasn't hunting him.
"No, no, no, no. Hey, hey, you get this." He referred to her bloody hand where she had dabbed the blood off of herself. "Ok? I got that." Elena nodded as she walked towards the restroom and Stefan advance on Connor and Jeremy.
Grabbing some tissue paper she rinsed off her hand in the sink wetting down some paper towels and using them to get the blood off of her shoulder where the pencil had sunk into just as she was doing that the door opened behind her holding her neck.
"There you are." The dark-haired girl questioned as she walked further towards Elena, she recognized her as Heather from her history class, a girl she never she talked to but knew off. "Rebekah sent me to see if you were ok."
"I'm fine, Heather." Elena spat aggressively as she launched the bloody tissues into the trash can next to her, the school girl seemed to be unfazed by this and continued to watch her.
"I'm not." Heather muttered and the vampire turned to the human girl a little confused, Elena began to breathe heavy just at the sight of the blood that was dripping through her finger tips that were pressed to her neck.
"What's wrong, Elena?" She hadn't noticed the blonde Original enter the room behind the human, she stood there with a knowing smirk on her face. "Getting hungry?" Heather removed her hand further to show the gape in her neck letting the newborn smell the blood even more.
"No, get... get away from me." Elena demanded as she backed herself into a wall, today would be the worst day to lose control with that vampire hunter patrolling the halls.
Rebekah pouted a bit as she gathered some of the humans blood on her finger tips inspecting it for a moment. "But she's so delicious." She reached over and delicately pressed her fingers to the newborns lower lip and in a flash Elena slapped her hand away.
"You shouldn't be here. This is my school. It's my life. And I'm not gonna let you ruin it!" Elena scowled as she could taste the blood on her tongue already the need was so great she could feel it burning within her.
"It's my school now." Rebekah taunted her eyes flashing with a challenge. "My life. Maybe you're the one who shouldn't be here. And I couldn't help but overhear that there's a vampire hunter roaming the halls." She ran her thin fingers along Heather's wound once more layering her hand with fresh, warm blood. "How inconvenient for you." She ran her hand across Elena's face laughing evilly as she left the room with Heather following obediently.
In an empty classroom Jeremy was sat in a desk as Connor sat in front of him on the edge of the teacher's desk flipping silently through his folder. "Do you mind telling me who you are and why I'm here?" The teen pressed. "I mean, I'm happy to miss Bio, but-"
"I looked into your family's history. "You and your sisters? Grace and Elena... You have been through quite a lot." Connor throws the folder down in front of him giving him a look.
"What are you, a social worker?" Jeremy scoffed as he moved his eyes from the folder to Connor who gave him a serious look. "Why do you care?"
"Because you saw this." Connor rolled up the sleeve on his shirt to show the tattoo that only Jeremy had been able to see, the young boy creased his eye brows shrugging his shoulders not thinking this was all a big deal.
"It's a tattoo, big deal."
"I call this a hunter's mark." Connor explained in a soft voice as he looked at his own tattoo admiring the work of it all. "As in vampire hunter."
"A... a vampire hunter?" Jeremy laughed loudly trying to pretend like he didn't know about all the supernatural goings on in Mystic Falls, that both of his sisters were vampire, that they were dating vampires and the rest of the mess. "Look, I'm sorry man but-"
"Jeremy. I know your family's history in this town, so you playing dumb just makes you look dumb." Connor answered in a harsh voice crossing his arms over his chest, he doesn't notice Stefan had stood outside of the closed-door being able to hear every word of their conversation, but Jeremy had.
"Why the show and tell?" Jeremy questioned looking up at the vampire hunter with a confused look on his face. "I don't even know you."
"Because its invisible. To anyone but another hunter or potential hunter. Fine me a vampire, I'll train you, teach you how to do what I do. I'm on Hudson off Route 13. Don't show up unless you find one." He began to walk towards the door.
Jeremy gulped as he asked. "Well, how am I supposed to do that?"
"Why don't you start by asking your friend with the bandage on his neck?" Connor countered as he walked from the room slamming the door shut behind him leaving the teen to his thoughts.
Damon approached Connor's trailer standing on the steps that lead up tot he door he sees he pried the door open to see if he could enter without the need for invitation smiling when he finds that he can. Entering the trailer he looked down at the cluttered table filled with the distillation setup for Tyler's venom and newspaper clippings from around town.
Looking over them for a moment a noise echoed around the trailer he looked up to suddenly see two arrows flying towards him one hitting him in the thigh and the other in his back. He was about to pull on the leg arrow to get it out but followed the string back to see it was attached to a bomb that would detonate if it was tampered with. Groaning loudly he was about to pull the second arrow out but saw that it was attached to a bomb too. He was stuck.
Elena paced back and forth the memory replaying in her head over and over, thinking how much she truly hated that Original vampire, she wanted to kill her, end her life once and for all. Get her out of their lives and continue being a vampire.
"It was a valiant first day effort." Caroline mused from where she sat with Stefan on a table watching the newborn pace angrily. "No one will judge you if you want to go home."
"I don't want to go home." Elena hissed through gritted teeth as she looked over her shoulder at the blonde. "I want to take the white oak stake and kill her. That's how mad I am. She made me murderous!"
"How about we just leave the murdering to Damon?" Stefan cooed as he stood up and began to walk towards his girlfriend who had stopped pacing by this point gnawing on her nail.
Elena couldn't help but scoff a little bit. "And... and then do that? Ignore her to death?"
"Look, she's trying to make herself feel better. She knows that everybody hates her, so she's trying to hate harder. Tell you what, let's just skip the rest of the day. Go have some fun. I feel like this day is severely lacking in fun." Stefan tried to coax her round to having a good time with him, Elena glanced over to Elena who gave her a sweet smile and the newborn nodded.
"Yeah. Ok, fine." Elena gave in and nodded "Then we'll go to her party a show her that she can't intimidate me. I just have to go home and change first." She gave her blonde friend a small wave before leaving.
"Does she seem a little off-balance to you?" Caroline muttered from behind Stefan as she watched the newborn get to a safe distance away from them to be able to talk about her.
"Yeah, she's channeling all her emotions into rage. It makes her feel like she has purpose. I used to do that too when I was, you know." Stefan shrugged his shoulders putting his head down.
"Ripper you?"
"Yeah." Stefan nodded his head looking at the blonde with a small smile on his lip. "She needs to come to terms with it, confront it, let it in before she can let it go."
"You're good at this, you know that? You saved my vampire life, now you're saving hers." Caroline smiled at him gratefully, she would never be able to thank him enough for what he had done for her and her friends.
Stefan only sighed as he ran his hands through his styled hair. "I just wish Damon would let me help Grace. I know what she is going through at the moment. I know how scary it is for her."
"Speaking of Grace." Caroline tucked her hands into her pocket as she looked up at the older vampire. "Have you seen her at all today? She's not answering any of my texts and my calls ring once and then go to voicemail."
"I saw her before she went today but she wasn't here when I got here." Stefan answered and both vampires exchanged a look of worry. "I mean, I sure she's fine just busy working on something..."
"I'm not sure about her at the moment. She's off, something about her isn't right. She was just going to drain April the other day. I'm really worried about, like she's going to a place..."
"That she won't want to come back from."
It was peaceful, quite, no one would be there to interfere her feeding time on the edge of the forest that was barricading the school, she had heard her phone ring several times in her satchel but no part of her wanted to answered it, or even check who it was trying to get ahold of her.
Pulling away from the poor boys neck she cherished in his thick tasting blood in a drunk haze from it all, she could feel the blood dripping down her chin, staining her clothes, ruining them entirely as she looked down at the rest of her body layered in blood she smiled at herself, almost proud.
She heard the loud ring of the bell coming from the school in the distance, it seemed louder somehow but still she chose to ignore it all. Looking down at the boy in front of her, he must have been dead by now, she had drunk him for every single drop of blood he had in him.
Running her fingers through her chocolate-brown hair she felt the blood begin to mingle with her thick strands as she stood up in the forest, everything seemed for defined now, all of her senses seemed more heightened if that was even possible. Laughing she fell down next to his body staring up at the sky the sun beaming down on top of her, toasting her pale skin perfectly.
After around 30 minutes of laying there laughing and giggling watching the clouds pass by above, her throat began to get dry again, sitting up from the cold ground she looked around the drunk haze of her blood lust gone in just little time, she had noticed that each time she fed it seemed to take shorter and shorter amounts of time for her to need another top up, like an alcoholic craving their next drink.
Glancing beside her she saw the dead body of the boy, it suddenly all hit her at once, she had killed him, again. She had promised Damon she was ok and now she had drained another person of blood completely. She knelt next to his body for a long couple of seconds, it felt like centuries before she felt something again. It was hard for her to find remorse when it had been such fun to drain him, she tried to find it inside of her but nothing screamed that this was wrong.
"Excuse me! Hey! Excuse me, miss!" A voice called as a person ran across the field, how had this person even had known she was out there, creasing her eye brows Grace stood up brushing her clothes down not noticing the bloody mess she was in. "Hey, uh, I was just wondering if everything-" It was a small girl, only slightly taller than Grace, with short bottle blonde hair she gasped when she saw the state of the vampire. "O-Oh my gosh... What the hell happened to you? Do you need me to call 911."
"No, I think I'll be ok." Grace answered as she licked her lips looking the girl up and down for a second as she watched the vampire uneasily. "I think you should worry about yourself a lot more..." She answered in a sickly sweet voice, the girl went to run but Grace was too quick and got her before she could even scream a single word out.
Tyler was laying across the couch lazily throwing a football in the air trying to pass the time of being on house arrest from his mother and Klaus. He heard footsteps enter the room and assumed it to be his mom so he didn't bother looking up. "So, this is where you've been hiding, huh?" A soft voice came from behind him and he turned suddenly surprised to see an amazingly beautiful brunette standing there hands on hips as she looked around the fancy parlour room.
"Hayley?!" Tyler's voice was filled with surprise as he looked at her placing his football down on the couch where he had just been sitting.
"Hey, Lockwolf." She joked as she ran towards him and embraced him tightly, he hugged back smiling to himself she pulled away after a few long seconds and held his hands before shoving him hard in the chest. "Ass! I thought Klaus killed you."
"I should have called." Tyler agreed as he nodded his head feeling bad how he hadn't been in touch with the wolf for a long time.
"From your trailer park in Florida, you liar!" She looked around the room before taking a seat on the edge of the desk shaking her head from side to side. "You're totally loaded." She noted and the hybrid continued to say nothing. "I chained you up all over the Appalachians. I talked you through every turn. I helped you break the sire bound. You could have told me your real story."
"I didn't want anybody to follow me back." Tyler admitted as he put his head down and Hayley frowned. "Werewolves weren't safe around Klaus and you shouldn't be here either. His hybrids are all over this house and so is he." She stood up from the desk.
"I know." She nodded her head nonchalantly and his eyes widened. "One of his hybrids is with a pack I ran with. He called me and told me that he was coming to protect a guy named Tyler and I thought what are the chances?" She laughed a little but they both stared at each other for a long moment. "Well, the least you could do is pour me some fancy, rich people Scotch." She smiled.
"Sure. Absolutely." Tyler nodded as he walked over to his fathers Scotch table looking over his shoulder to look as Hayley lulls back onto the couch making herself at home.
The door to the trailer swung open and Damon heard a hitch in breathing, he had called Meredith after being unable to get hold of Grace which he had to admit he was really worried about. "Why were you being so cryptic?" She questioned in a small voice.
Damon glanced over his shoulder at her. "Come in. Close the door." He ordered in a low tone as he tried his best not to move.
"Tell me that is not a bomb." Meredith ordered as she followed the strings of the arrows back to see the flashing red light she took a step back fearfully, any human would be fearful of that.
"Ok. It's a kitten. It's an adorable, exploding kitten." Damon joked but as he chuckled the pain in his back and leg flared up and he cut it off with a growl.
"Why didn't you call Grace?" Meredith asked in a harsh voice and he couldn't help but growl again. "Or Stefan or someone."
"Because Grace isn't answering her phone, at all. And I'm proud and stubborn and... oh, look! You're already here?" He answered sarcastically but she just glared at him crossing her arms over her chest. "C'mon, you're not gonna get hurt. All I need you to do is be doctorly and cut out the arrow. I'd do it myself, but if I move..." He played with the string and she visibly shuddered.
"Don't." She ordered as she rolled her eyes. "Ok." She found a knife on the side and got to work cutting out the arrow.
Damon took the opportunity to ask her all she knew about the recently deceased Pastor of Mystic Falls, she was a doctor she was bound to know all his medical records, including mental state. "So, how well did you know Pastor Young?"
"He was a patient of mine. He was always a nice guy." Meredith answered she had truly liked Pastor Young until he booted her out of her job.
"Nice, crazy guy." Damon added and she made sure she stuck the knife in to hurt him, he just winced and chuckled. "He wrote a letter about sacrifice and war brewing in Mystic Falls." He showed the letter to the doctor over his shoulder.
"What does he mean 'a greater evil is coming'?" She questioned as she continued to work on the arrow in his back. "Don't we have great enough evil already?"
"You'd think." He pulled his phone from his pocket and tried to call Grace again but it continued to go straight to voicemail. "Grace, will you just call me back. I'm worried, sweetie." He hissed as he hung up.
"You really love her, huh?" Meredith mused as he pushed his phone back in his pocket. "I mean, Alaric told me everything that happened between the two of you. About Grace and Klaus and you and Rebekah... But you both seem to be so in love"
"Yeah, she's really struggling with human-" He cut himself off before narrowing his eyes. "No, I'm not going to talk about Grace's personal problems with you. Grace is fine. I'm fine."
"Apart from the arrow in your back..." She muttered and he growled once more she managed to pull the rest of the arrow out without the bomb exploding. "Ok, I think that should be good."
Matt was stood at his locker putting his books inside when suddenly he felt a presence next to him, looking up he saw Rebekah standing there with a sweet smile on her face. "Look, I know you're still angry I ran you off the bridge, but you have to understand, Alaric killed my brother. He was trying to kill me, I had to do something to stop him. I never wanted to hurt you." She admitted.
Matt scoffed loudly as he slammed his locker shut and walked away from the hurt blonde without another word, as he continued to walk until he was stopped by another voice. "What did you say last time? Hickies?" Connor smirked a bit as Matt stopped and faced him.
The hunter looked at the band-aid on his wrist and yanked it off to reveal two bloody holes in his arm. "Kinky girlfriend." His voice was thick with sarcasm before he stared the blond down. "Who are you letting feed on you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know where I got that." Matt tried to pull the compelled card but it didn't seem to be working on the hunter.
"Are you sure about that?" Connor growled as he grabbed the teen by the collar of his shirt and held him against the wall grabbing a knife from his belt and pressing it against Matt's throat threateningly. "Tell me which one of your high school friends is a blood sucker." He ordered apply more pressure to the knife.
"It's Rebekah." Matt answered after a quick second of thinking, Connor cocked an eye brow surprised that the boy had told him. "Rebekah Mikaelson." He told him her full name and the hunter released him.
"Thank you." Connor brushed himself down putting his knife away from sight. "And when you wake up, she'll be long gone." With that he pulled the blond away from the wall slamming him back with added force effectively knocking him out.
Grace managed to find herself a shovel and got to work on digging two graves, it was a lot harder than originally imagined and as she lowered the blondes body into it she couldn't help but notice the resemblance to Caroline when she had been younger that was went it hit her.
Every emotion seemed to rush at her at once as she dropped the shovel to the floor small tears dropping down her face, she dropped to her knees on the muddy ground look at the girl in the ground, she was young, probably Freshman, preppy and optimistic about her life ahead of her and Grace had torn that from her like ripping off a band-aid, quick and painful.
As she tossed the dirt over them both she tried to make a plan in her head, she would have to return to the Salvatore boarding house at one point so that she could shower and change clothes, the ones she was wearing were ripped, bloody and muddy from her daily activities. Her hair was an absolute state from the sticky residue of the blood and her usually pale skin was stained with both teens blood. She couldn't go back in this state she'd be seen and she didn't want to have to deal with that today, she'd been through enough.
She jolted when a thick British voice came from behind her. "Hmm, looks like someone isn't having a very good day." He announced and she turned absolutely to see Niklaus standing there proud and glowing in the midday sun, hands buried deep in his pockets, a knowing smirk on his brilliant face.
Grace let out several shaky breaths as she stood face to face with the man who had once almost beat her to death just for lying to him. She had honestly hoped the last time she would ever see him would be when she saw him in his desiccated form. Backing away from him slowly she dropped the shovel to the floor and ran but he was too quick standing there blocking another exit from her.
"Not so fast, love. I've missed you, and I know you've missed me. It's been quite a while you know." He reminded her stalked towards her, she didn't hesitate pulling her phone out of her pants and trying to dial a number before he captured her only hope shoving it in his pocket with a daring look on his face. "I think it's about time we caught up, don't you?"
Elena headed towards Grace's and Damon's bedroom to hear him talking on the phone to someone she couldn't quite make out. "Answer your God damn phone!" He hissed loudly and she flinched at his anger whoever he was talking to was in for it.
Elena tapped her knuckles on the door and he turned quickly expecting someone else entirely and rolling his eyes when he saw the twin of the woman he wanted standing there with a worried look on her face. "Is everything ok?"
"I'm really not in the mood at the moment, Elena. So get out." Damon ordered as he paced around the room, phone in hand waiting and waiting for a call from his girlfriend. "Do you know how difficult your sister can be sometimes? She never turns her freaking phone on."
"She still isn't answering?"
"What do you mean still?" Damon looked over at her suspiciously and Elena immediately regretted saying that, it would make him worry even more. "What's going on, Elena?"
"Well, we didn't see Grace in school today is all." Elena shrugged her shoulders as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I'm sure it's nothing, she's probably just studying or something."
"That's an incredibly naïve way of looking at things." Damon answered her in a harsh voice and she cringed at his words, her emotions were shot at the moment so whatever insults he threw her way hurt even more. "What is it that you want, Elena? Don't you see I'm busy at the moment." He motioned to the blood in his chest.
"I'm looking for some alcohol." Elena lied badly and Damon saw right through it cocking an eye brow and she lowered her head. "I'm looking for the good stuff."
"Do you think I'd actually leave the last remaining white oak stake where any vampire could just walk in a take it." Damon looked through her excuses and she frowned at him. "Stefan told me what had happened between you and Rebekah today, and I know you're just itching to kill her..."
"I'm going to find that stake."
Grace sat there on one of Klaus' best chairs in the exquisite dinning room of his extraordinary mansion, he knelt in front of her using a small washcloth that he would water down in a basin of clean water and cleaning her satin skin of the blood and mud that was smearing her skin. He carefully dabbed her chin and she flinched away but he kept her still.
"Dare I even ask what is going on with you at the moment, love?" Klaus questioned as he concentrated hard on the task in hand, almost sticking his tongue to the side as he skilfully cleansed her precious skin, but she just continued to ignore him, even avoiding eye contact just looking at the magnificent high ceiling instead. "Ah, I see. You're ignoring me. Typical Grace."
He took her delicate hand within his own and went to work on each of the fingers cleaning under the nails to make sure to get ride of every last spec of mud and blood, she glanced down to see the level of high concentration on his face as he cleaned her. "I want to leave, Klaus. I want to go back home." She pleaded.
"And I want to make sure you get back to Damon at least looking half presentable. Because the state you're in now, love." He glanced up from her hands looking into her watery eyes for a moment, a small smile playing on his lips. "It's not the same pretty, pure sight he is used to, although I do quite like this. It makes you look... rugged... animalistic." He purred in the rich British accent of his. "Now, considering you're talking now do you feel like telling me what happened."
"I... I don't know what came over me, it was overwhelming." She started as she looked forward as if she was reminiscing in the moment she had killed him. "The need had never been that strong before... It was like my body had a mind of its own and as soon as I smelt his blood... It was so fresh and delicious." She concluded shuddering slightly as she remembered how the smell had filled her entire body. "After that I blacked out. I can't really remember what happened until the girl showed up."
"And what happened then."
"She was going to tell someone, she saw all the blood and freaked out." She remembered creasing her eye brows. "I could hear her heart thudding so loud in her chest, it was all I could hear. I remember her mouth moving but... but no words. Then I blacked out again. When I woke back up I was digging graves and crying and then you showed up."
"Interesting."
"What's happening to me?" She whispered as tears welled up in her chocolate-brown orbs all this blood drinking and blacking out, she was scaring herself more than ever. Finding it hard to remember the true Grace underneath. "What's going to happen... I mean, they were only kids, they had families and lives and the town, they're gonna want to know what happened, they're gonna kill me..." She began to hyperventilate as she thought about them all out hunting for her.
"Love, love. Calm down." Klaus cooed as he stroked her cheek carefully making her look down in his fantastic eyes. "No one is going to kill you, or even want to kill you, alright? Not whilst I'm around... I can handle the families, make sure no one ever knew what happened and that it was you, I promise Grace, you have my word."
"Klaus, I don't..." She was about to say she didn't need his help but she was wrong, she needed someone's help, she was struggling more than she was letting on and it hurt her to admit it but it was right she couldn't evade the truth anymore. "I'm sorry. Thank you." She nodded her head once before putting it down and letting a rear drop down her face.
"Don't cry, love." Klaus placed a single finger under her chin and lifted her head so she was looking into his eyes making more tears fall. "Can I get you some new clothes? These are... well, honestly, they're ruined." He muttered and she laughed a little before standing up.
"No, thanks." She sniffled as she rubbed her eyes that were threatening to leak more tears, her voice wasn't being helpful either, the way it wavered and squeaked at each word. "I just... I need to go home and get my head straight, or get my mind off of what I've done." She stood up and began to gather all of her things before she suddenly broke down falling to her knees sobbing into her hands.
"Grace, love." He walked over to her kneeling down next to her rubbing her back careful not to startle her or push her away. "I really can't see you go back to Damon like this, alright? Just get some rest and-"
"No, I need... I need to get home." She whispered as she began to shake with fear more threats streaming down her cheeks. "I... I just want to go home, please, I want to go." She whimpered looking up at him and he gave in to her every word.
He took one look at the completely torn look on her pretty young face and knew wholeheartedly that she needed to be with Damon at the moment, as much as he wanted to teach her everything he knew about control, his 1000 years of experience, he knew that she needed Damon to teach her. Plus, he was supposed to be checking in on Tyler. "Very well." He began to gather all of her things together. "You are free to leave, on the single condition that you tell Damon what is happening with you." He could read her like an open book, he knew she wouldn't tell him unless it was necessary.
"Thank you." She replied timidly as she took her personal items from his hands and with that she took off out of the front door running as fast as she could before stopping in the middle of the road and standing there for just a moment fishing her phone from her bag and calling Damon without a second thought.
"Finally." Damon muttered in an angered voice which was filled with relief too, he hadn't heard from his girlfriend all day and was at his wit's end trying to get ahold of her, especially after what Elena had said about not being able to find her at school. "Gracie, I've tried to get ahold of you all day! Where the hell have you been? Please don't tell me you're at Rebekah's party..." He growled before hearing her sniffling, she was crying something was wrong he could sense it. "Gracie. Grace."
"I... I'm not at R-Rebekah's party." Grace whimpered as she let more tears fall without her say so. He could hear the distress in her voice from the simple words she had said. "I... I need you to come and pick me up, please. I'm cold."
"Honey, tell me where you are."
All the teens were outside of Rebekah's new house drinking from a keg and having a really good time, Elena and Stefan stood at the bottom of the yard and make their way to the entrance of the house stepping through the doorway without need for invitation. "Wow, we didn't have to be invited in. I wonder who used to live here." Stefan muttered to her.
Elena frowned a little before adding. "Or who died here." She looked around to see Rebekah standing to a brunette who had her back turned to them, anger crossed her features.
"You're fixating." Stefan rubbed her arm softly trying to calm her but the rage was so great she could feel it taking over her every thought ways she could kill her, it all seemed so easy in her head.
"No, I'm just quietly hating." Elena answered gritting her teeth together hating that Rebekah was having such a good time, laughing and joking around.
A drunk boy stumbled past Stefan and Elena and the older vampire stopped him beginning to compel him. "This is mine now." he took the drink from his hand "Thank you." He muttered and the boy walked away leaving the two of them alone again. "Why don't you have a drink? It'll help you let go." He assured her and she took the cup from his hand.
She was about to take a sip when she saw April walking across the room looking lonely on her own without any friends to talk to. "April's here. I'm gonna go say hi."
"And I am going to find something a little stronger than beer." Stefan informed her with a small smile as he took off into the crowd on his own.
When Damon had finally found the roadside Grace had sat on he helped her into his car and there were no words said between them, he gave her body a once over as they got into the house thinking she may have been attacked but only her clothes were ruined, her skin was surprisingly pristine in contrast.
Pulling up outside of the house he placed his hand around her waist and helped her into the house sitting her down on one of the couches in the parlour room, his eyes caught the time on the clock on the wall behind her and remembered the plan to take down Connor, or at least find out what he was up to, that would have to wait at the moment he had more important things to do.
"Damon, I... I think you were right." She finally said after a good 5 minutes of complete silence looking up timidly into his eyes to see the waiting look on his face. "I... I think I'm struggling."
"Tell me what happened to you, Grace."
Tyler heard the door knock and ran to answer it, when he did he saw his blonde girlfriend standing there with a grin on her face as she hugged him so tightly. "I ditched Rebekah's ditching party." She kissed him passionately before pulling away surprised to see burly men standing behind him. "What's with all the testosterone?"
Tyler frowned a little before answering her. "Hybrids. I'm on house arrest."
"Says who? Your mom?" Caroline scoffed a little as she reached out and took his hand within her own. "C'mon, let's sneak out." She pressed trying to drag him from the room but he stood his ground.
"Not my mom, Caroline." Tyler answered in a small voice not wanting to look her in the eyes and she tilted her head to the side still confused before putting the pieces together. Hybrids. House arrest.
"You're kidding me. Klaus?" Caroline spat her eyes wide with fury. "After what the dick has done to our family your mom is still letting him come in and control your life."
In the deceased Mayor's office Hayley stood in there picking up a picture frame smiling down at it for a moment before hearing voice from behind her. "You're a new face." A British voice announced and she turned slowly to face the Hybrid.
"And I take it from your accent you're an old one." Hayley countered before looking him up and down to find him. "Klaus." She concluded and he couldn't help but smirk.
"My reputation precedes me. Hopefully not all bad." Klaus replied and she shook her head placing the photo frame carefully on the desk once more.
"A little bad. Mostly repulsive." She answered in a sour voice and he narrowed his eyes as he wandered towards her making her nervous just being in his presence although she would never show it to him.
"So, you're a friend of Tyler's?" Klaus asked and she just stared at him as he continued. "That's strange, he never mentioned you." He could hear the young hybrid who was broken of his sire bond talking to his girlfriend.
"You should go tot he party." Tyler suggested in a voice filled with need. "I'll be fine here." There was promise now filling his voice.
"But, I'd rather hang with you." Caroline's voice was disappointed as she answered her lover, Klaus tilted his head to the side as he continued to listen.
"Trust me, I am no fun right now." Tyler answered almost wanting to push her out the door but he loved her too much to shut her out like she was nothing.
A devilish look spread across the Original's face as he looked down at Hayley who just had a stoic look on her face. "And I think I know why."
Elena walked into the kitchen to see April standing there at the island in the middle of the kitchen with a solemn look on her face feeling so awkward at this party that she didn't know anyone at. "Hey." Elena's voice was soft as she approached her.
"Elena! Thank God, I know someone." April gushed as she saw the vampire approached she was so glad to see her, like she hadn't seem her in months.
"I'm glad you came." Elena smiled as she offered her the drink in her hand. "Are you thirsty?" She questioned and April frowned at the cup a little.
"You know, you used to read me bedtime stories." She eyed the beer wearily and Elena couldn't help but smile a little.
"And now I'm giving you beer. Sounds about right." Elena nodded her head as the younger girl laugher accepting the drink graciously taking a single sip.
"Mm, if my dad could see me now."
"How are you doing with everything?" Elena questioned with a solemn look on her face, she felt as if she wanted to cry just by talking about all the recent deaths in Mystic Falls, including April's father.
"I'm trudging through my denial phase. Dreaming up conspiracy theories." April answered honestly, feeling like Elena was the only person she could talk to about all of this, or even just wanted to talk to about everything, like Elena understood her more than anyone. "My first weekend home from boarding school, my dad smelled cigarette smoke on my clothes before I even walked in the door. He would have noticed a gas leak in the house." She added in a sure voice, she didn't always get on with her father, but she knew him better than anyone.
"So, you – you don't think that it was an accident?" Elena gulped out the questioned, the deeper April would look into the situation the further she would be going into supernatural territory, putting herself in such danger.
"I know there's no investigation. That everyone's calling it an accident but the shooting at the church it just feels like-"
"Like something wicked this way comes." Rebekah walked into the kitchen with a knowing look on her face, Elena snarled as she saw the Original, the anger boiling just below the surface. "I know, right? It's like this town's cursed or something."
"Hey, April, why don't you go look around the house and I'll find you in a little bit?" Elena suggested and the teen nodded as she walked from the room, drink in hand.
"Did I forget to uninvited you?" Rebekah questioned in a cruel voice and Elena narrowed her eyes, she was going to kill this Original if it took everything she had, even if it ended up killing her.
"Did you blow up her dad's house to get revenge on the Council?"
"I don't give a damn about some dodgy, middle-aged Council." Rebekah spat back truthfully rolling her eyes at the newborn. "You come into my house throwing around false accusations and then you have the nerve to drink my beer?" She takes the cup from Elena's hand and drinks a large gulp of the beer, a sizzling noise make Elena's stomach wretch as she looked down at her hand to see it was beginning to swell in the suns intense heat, no daylight ring on her finger.
"My ring!" Elena roared as the Original smirked and the younger vampire sped across the room to hide in a darkened corner away from the vicious light. "Give it back!" She ordered but Rebekah shook her head from side to side.
"Get it yourself." She retorted throwing it expertly so it fell down the drain of the sink which was in front of the large bay window letting all the sunlight in.
Elena watched as Rebekah turned on the garbage disposal and vanished from the room without another word to be said other than a loud laugh, Elena took a deep breath and went for it, running across the room slamming her hand down on the button turning off the garbage disposal.
She could feel the sun eating away at her satin skin gnawing her teeth together as she forced her hand down the drain searching endlessly for it, when she finally found it she clenched her hand around it pulling it back and placing it on her finger stopping the suns awful punishment.
Elena was furious by this time she stalked over to her bag which was on the counter top and pulled out the white oak stake beginning to leave the kitchen when suddenly Stefan stepped out in front of her with an almost angry look on his face. "Damon give that to you?"
"Not in so many words. I found it." She answered truthfully, whilst Damon had been busy trying to get hold of Grace she had taken the opportunity to give the room a clean sweep for the deadly weapon that would end Rebekah. "Stefan, she's – she's not gonna stop, she's just gonna keep pushing and pushing."
"Well, if you want to kill her..." Stefan stepped aside so she would be able to get past if that was what she wanted. "I'm not gonna stop you. But see, here's what'll happen, it'll feel really good for about ten seconds and then after that tens and thousands of vampires all over the world will start to die. Every vampire she ever turned will die. See rage is a really powerful feeling. But guilt, take it from me, it'll destroy you. So, you can either go after her or you can get on the back of my motorcycle and we can get the hell out of here." He suggested holding his hand out to her and she reluctantly placed the stake in his hand and they both walked from the house hand in hand.
"Leaving so soon?" A British voice echoed from behind them both and they turned to see Rebekah standing there watching them both among her fellow party members.
"No. Not just yet." Elena answered in a smug voice as she passed Stefan her bag gratefully. "I never got a drink." She added before walking over to the keg in the garden placing her hand either side and hoisting herself up so she was doing a keg stand, someone placed the hose in her mouth and she drank as much as she could everything chanting around her, as she came back down she stood there proudly wiping her mouth with the back of her hand resisting the urge to belch. "Now I'm ready to go." Stefan handed her bag back and they walked away together.
Rebekah watched them leave for a moment gritting her teeth when her vision suddenly began to blur, she walked back into the house looking in the mirror at herself to see veins beginning to creep all over her face. "What the hell?" She muttered.
He sat there and listened to every word of the painful story, with the help of alcohol he got through it completely. Shuddering that some of the words she used, he had never seen her like this before it shocked him.
She explained it all, not missing a single detail he wanted to know what had happened and she had promised Klaus she would tell him, she still wondered why he wanted her boyfriend to know, maybe it was so he could help her she dismissed that idea. "I'm so lost." She finally admitted, more to herself that to Damon. "And it hurts so bad, Damon. I should have listened to you, I shouldn't have done to school, I'm a monster."
"You're... you're not a monster." Damon whispered as he moved across the room to sit next to her on the couch pulling her close to his body starting off her soft whimpering as tears leaked out of her eyes soaking into his shirt. "I know it hurts, sweetie. And I'm going to help you get over this, alright? This can only get better... I promise you, with all my heart, you will get over this. I won't see you get any worse than this."
"How can you promise that?"
"Because I love you." He answered as he hushed her gently sitting there with her until she fell into a peaceful slumber, he wanted to badly to put her into bed and let her sleep the rest of the day away but he knew he could leave her on her own unguarded, it would only be a matter of time until she would need her next 'fix' so she needed to be locked away safe.
Gathering her up in his arms he carried her down the stairs into the cellar, something in the pit of his stomach told him that this was wrong, it just felt wrong locking her away like some animal but if he didn't and she killed again it would destroy her like before, she was walking a thin line at the moment and he needed her to stay as she was.
Placing her delicately on the bed she stirred slightly look up at him for a moment, he leaned down and stroked her face kissing her lips, he could still taste the human blood that lingered on them and knew in his heart that she had truly killed, not like he needed much more convincing after seeing her in this state. "I'll be back soon, sweetheart. I promise. I just need to run out. I love you."
"I love you, Damon."
Tyler walked into his deceased fathers office to see Klaus lounging on the office chair with his feet up on the desk casually sitting there. "She's quite fetching, that Hayley." The Original announced and the hybrid grit his teeth.
"Where is she?"
"Oh, she had to run, but don't worry I had her take the back door so Caroline wouldn't see." Klaus answered in a smug voice making Tyler even angrier than before.
"Whatever you think you know-"
"I don't know anything, but I've put together a pretty convincing picture. Why don't you tell me where my imagination deviates from reality?" Klaus challenged as he stood up from the chair and stalked towards his ex-minion, circling him like prey as he spoke. "You went off tot he Appalachians to break my sire bond, there you met a pack of werewolves, begged them to help, among them was a girl. She was gorgeous. With the same animal instincts as you. Emotions ran high, inhibitions ran low."
"Stop it!"
"Then, in a moment of weakness, the thick sexual tension became something much more real." Klaus finished and the younger hybrid turned to face him, his cheeks was red with anger.
"I said stop!"
"And Caroline has no idea." Klaus added as he heard Tyler's phone begin to ring on the table, walking over to it he picked it up smirking as he sat down on his chair. "Hello, Damon."
Damon growled as he heard his voice on the other end of the line. "Klaus, where's Tyler?"
"Tyler's otherwise occupied making big decisions about honesty and what no. Is there anything I can do? How is dear, sweet Grace? Or did she not return home like I assume she didn't."
"No, she came running back to me, mate. Don't worry. She'll always come running back to me, every time. Like it has been proven in the past." Damon answered in a harsh voice making Klaus snarl a little. "I'm going after the vampire hunter, so if he'd like to join..."
"He wouldn't." Klaus answered for his unsired hybrid before adding. "I however..."
Elena was clutching onto Stefan's hips as they rode through the countryside, carefree and actually having fun, but the newborn was feeling adventurous. Moving her hands from his hips she placed them on his shoulders and begins to stand up on the seat.
When she is fully stood up she holds her hands out to the side, like she was Rose on the Titanic, arms spread out wide smiling a huge grin revealing in the cool breeze that was rushing past her as Stefan continued to ride.
Meredith was walking silently down the hall knowing all too well that she was being followed by Jeremy and Connor who thought that hadn't been seen, quickly she scurried into a medical supply closest shutting the door firmly closed behind her.
"That's her." Jeremy muttered to the hunter who nodded his head telling Jeremy to stay here whilst he pursed the doctor walking into the closest but when he got in there he so no Meredith only Damon.
"Is a hospital really the best place for a Germaphobe?" Connor questioned in harsh voice as Damon couldn't help but smirk a little.
"Did I say that I was a Germaphobe?" Damon played dumb as he scoffed a little. "Sorry, I meant vampire." He answered as Connor was quick to whip out his gun and shot Damon once before an arrow flew out and his the hunter in the chest making him drop his weapon unexpectedly, bending down to pick him up another arrow shot him in the other arm, he follows both the wires with his eyes to see that their attached to bombs. "Stings, doesn't it?"
Making one last attempt to pick up his gun it was futile when a foot kicked it out of reach, looking up he looked into the terrifying eyes of the Original hybrid. "Hello, mate."
Waking up from yet another nightmare she knew she wasn't going to able to sleep for a while, letting out a soft sigh she propped the pillows up that Damon had given her and started at the low ceiling above her the memories running through her head one by one feeling a mixture of emotions running through her; excitement, guilt and many more.
She began to think of what her life had become, she couldn't remember what had happened during the kill, that part was a muddle completely but she began to think she didn't want to remember it, she feared what she was becoming, like Stefan, a ripper. She needed to get this under control if not for herself then for Damon, this isn't what he signed on for what he fell in love with, she wanted to return to the woman he had fallen in love with in the past.
As much as she wanted to pretend that she could continue to lead her normal vampire life she knew she couldn't hide it any longer, she knew she was struggling more than ever and if he was right then she might be able to get it under control before she went full ripper, if that was even what she was becoming.
She had to get it under control, it was a weakness and she hated people seeing her weakness, especially people like Niklaus, people like him had a gift for using stuff like that against them. On the other hand she was grateful for his help, he had offered to help the first time she'd lost control but she paused it aside, so depressed over losing Damon and having to kill humans on a daily basis she didn't see the real problem that was deep within her, the darkest side of her, it scared her more than anything she'd ever seen.
Elena pushed Stefan down onto his bed and straddled his waist seductively kissing him with everything she had, the older vampire moved into the kiss with such need as he gripped her waist flipping her over so that she was under him.
He went for her neck, kissing and nipping at the soft skin, she tilted her head to the side her mouth falling open surprised when she saw Grace standing there in Klaus' arms, he had a devilish smirk on his lips as he brought his teeth down on her neck digging in savagely a scream erupted from her lips as she thrashed against him.
"No!" Elena screamed as she zipped across the room tackling thin air to see that there was no Grace or Klaus there only her imagination, she looked back across the room at Stefan who had a deeply concerned look on his face.
"Are you ok?"
"Did you... What..." She began to breathe heavily when she suddenly felt a sharp pain down her arm, rolling up her sleeve she saw red marks creeping up her arm, her eyes grew wide with fear as they spread even further. "What's wrong with me?"
Stefan didn't waste any time in zipping over to her checking her arm over before looking her in the eyes and saying. "Damon said the hunter had werewolf venom."
"Oh my God."
Rebekah was sitting at the desk in her oversized room looking down at her arm to see the same strange red markings that were scaring Elena's arm. Looking up she saw Matt standing in the doorway leaning against the door frame watching her.
Matt spied the markings on her arms and muttered. "You don't look so hot."
"Whatever it is, it's not the white oak stake, so it can't kill me." Rebekah answered as she stood up her knees weak. "I'm surprised you came to my party."
"Well, I thought about it. You explained why you ran me off the bridge, so the least I could do is explain how I feel." Matt answered as he met her in the middle of the room at the foot of the tremendous bed. "The truth is Rebekah, I think you're amazing." He announced and she couldn't help the smile that graced her lips. "You've had a thousand years to learn, to grow, and to start fresh. And somehow you've managed to throw it all away. Now you're alone. You're compelling you friends. Your brother hates you. You whine about not finding love. The reason you don't find live is because you don't deserve it." He finished and she felt angry growing inside of her.
Without thinking she plunged her hand into his chest gripping his heart tight and yanking it from there without regret, he fell to the ground dead and Rebekah stared at the heart in her hand, dropping it shocked next to his body.
Rebekah awoke with a startle on her bed, it had all been a dream, a fearful dream where she had killed the only boy who had ever truly cared about her before she blew it. He was right, she didn't deserve love, she wasn't capable of it but she still wanted it and if she was to ever get it, she would cherish it with all she had.
Connor kept attempting to pull the arrow from his arm without detonating the bomb but it seemed useless, the two supernatural beings watched amused at his attempts. "Keep it up, buddy. We'll be scraping you off the ceiling."
"You two are gonna kill me anyway." Connor spat out looking up at the both as he knelt on the floor two arrows digging harshly into him.
"Well, let's not be too hasty." Klaus held up his hands as he looked down at the expert vampire hunter. "I feel like we're just getting to know each other." He added with a soft smirk playing on his lips.
"Let's start with the basics. Where are you from, what do you know, maybe you can cue me in on this 'greater evil', because I fought this guy." He jerked his thumb towards Klaus who stood there with his arms crossed over his chest. "And, trust me, there is nothing more evil than that." He passed the Original the letter.
"Yeah, truth be told, I'm as evil as it gets." Klaus confirmed as he scanned his eyes across the letter creasing his eye brows as he read it over and over trying to understand it.
"I'm not telling you anything." Connor spat out as he tried his best not to move. "And if you think if you kill me it's gonna be over, there's another me waiting to take my place." He confirmed in a sure voice.
"See, this is what I like to hear; vague threats, ominous prophecies, disappearing tattoos." Damon nodded his head a sick smile spreading across his face, Connor looked up at them shocked that they knew about that, by this point Klaus had stopped smirking, taking this situation seriously, first he was just a great hunter with some serious skill, now he was all that plus a disappearing tattoo, this had peaked his interests.
"What do you mean tattoos?"
"Don't bother, you can't see the damn thing." Damon answered the hybrid with a shrug as he knelt in front of the hunter.
"There's more to you than meets the eye, isn't there?" Klaus tilted his head to the side studying the hunter for a long moment, just missing the stake that was to be plunged in his head, twisting Connor's arm uncomfortably until he dropped the stake, which then the Original retrieved.
He inspected it for a moment seeing the carved sign on it and immediately recognizes it, looking down at the hunter who sneered up at him. "You're one of the Five."
Damon creased his eye brows, he had been alive a little while now and never had he ever heard of 'the Five', so he questioned it. "The what?"
"And I'm faster than your average hunter." Connor yanked on the screen and before the bomb could detonate Damon sprung from the room, he landed hard on the floor a massive explosion engulfing the room behind him.
Elena was lying in Stefan's bed looking sickly as Stefan roared down his phone for Klaus to get there as fast as he could, as he slid his phone back in his pocket he took a seat next to his young lover drying the beads of sweat off her forehead.
"Hey. Hey. Are you ok?"
"Stefan, he isn't going to come. After everything we've done to him, who could blame him." Elena coughed as Stefan rubbed her leg a hurtful look crossed his face.
"He's going to come, Elena, I promise you that he will come and you will be ok-" The door opened next to him and Klaus walked into the room with a stoic look on his face, the younger vampire quickly jumped up. "You came."
"I did. And for future reference, one voicemail is just as effective as nine." Klaus countered as he walked over to Elena tilting his head to the side. "You sister is in a bad place at the moment, she doesn't need to lose her sister, too. What's wrong."
"She has werewolf venom in her system. You know you're the only one that can heal her, Klaus, please." Stefan all but got on his knees to beg the hybrid who took a long pause looking between them both.
"And what would you have done if I were no longer here? Hmm? If you and your friends had succeeded in ridding the world of me, let's play that game for a moment, shall we?" Klaus dared in a hard voice.
"Whatever you want from me-"
"I don't want anything from you." Klaus answered as he walked over to Elena sitting next to her on the bed. "Her, on the other hand... If you had told me a few hours ago, I wouldn't have cared a lick about her dying. But, as it turns out..." He bites into his wrist. "You may be of use to me after all." He placed his wrist over her mouth and Elena drinks his blood. "Yes. There we go."
Rebekah was laying on her bed still looking as rough as before, clammy and pasty as ever, she hardly noticed April walk into the room cleaning up. "Hey." The teens voice was soft as she walked around the room. "Way to bail on your own party."
"I just... I needed a minute." Rebekah sat feeling uneasy as she looked at the girl from across the room. "Did everyone leave?"
"Yeah, deputies weren't actually super happy about the anti-curfew party." April replied smirking a bit as Rebekah shifted on the bed holding her head a little, the teen assumed she was hung over, but she didn't know the half of it.
"Why are you still here?"
"Um, honestly, picking up trash is a hell of a lot better than sitting at home thinking about the family you no longer have." April replied truthfully and Rebekah stood up holding onto the bed for support for only a moment before crossing the room.
"Hey, uh, if you want, I could – I could help you look into what happened with the fire at your farmhouse." Rebekah suggested in a kind tone and April titled her head to the side, everyone else had just blown off her questioned, this girl she barely knew had been so kind as to actually help.
"What are you going to be able to do that I can't?"
"You'd be surprised." Rebekah shrugged her shoulders giving her a half-smile which April accepted with a nod.
Klaus walked from Stefan's room leaving him to look after her in her time of need he travelled down stairs about to leave the house when he felt a strong vibe from coming beneath him, it felt like sadness and guilt, it vibrated through him completely leaving him there almost shocked. Following the scent he searched the basement until he found the source.
She was asleep, snoring ever so gently on her side facing the solid brick wall, breaking the lock on the door he walked into the room and watched her for a long moment, tilting his head to the side admiring her beauty. He took slow steps towards her before kneeling down and placing his hand on her soft, curvy hip and she stirred at the feeling of skin on skin contact.
"Damon?" She whimpered as she turned over surprised to see Klaus there, she flinched away and he concluded she was still scared of him after everything he had done to her, with that he stepped away signalling he wasn't here to hurt her. "K-Klaus, what are you doing here?"
"I think I should be asking you that, shouldn't I, love?" He answered as she sat up in the bed rubbing her tired, puffy red eyes as she looked over at him warily. "Why has he locked you away down here?"
"Because I'm a threat." She yawned covering her mouth giving him a look which said that she agreed with Damon. "I can't be trusted out there on my own, at least until I can get everything under control."
"You are not a threat, Grace." Klaus told her in a firm voice, it felt like it had been the first time he had used her name instead of calling her his affectionate nickname for her, which made it feel a lot more serious. "Tell me, do you want to kill anyone, now?" She shook her head from side to side. "You don't want to kill me? Then we are making progress..." He joked and she gave him a look and he just chuckled. "I was just making a joke, love. But seriously. You could never be a monster. You're too good." He brushed his hand over her cheek looking up into her eyes for a long moment before she looked away across the room at the wall. "No one is incapable of being saved."
"Even you?"
Klaus smirked as he looked up at her a playful smirk playing on his lips. "Just for argument sake, even me." He confirmed as he saw her still avoiding eye contact.
"How did you know I was down here?" Grace finally asked and he looked away this time too across the room. "And how did you know where I was earlier?" She questioned once more but he rose from his place in front of her and walked over to the door.
"I'll always find you." He purred mysteriously before walking from the room shutting the door firmly shut behind him being able to mend the lock to keep her locked away like she wished to be walking away contemplating how he had truly found her, could it be their bond they had made all those months ago.
Firefighters and officers were inspecting the hospital room where the controlled explosion had occurred. Carol and Damon were standing outside of the room talking about what had happened inside. "So, the sniper was inside?"
"Yep, still is. In tiny little pieces." Damon replied in a sure voice, no one would have survived that blast of fire that would have engulfed him and the hybrid, Klaus would have but Damon didn't see him on the other side so he just assumed the Original ran.
"Good. I'll cancel the curfew and call off the extra patrols. I can't say I approve of your methods." Carol frowned as she crossed her arms over her chest, the last thing they needed in this town was a bomb scare.
"I'll give a donation. You can name a wing ager me, Mayor." Damon joked as he walked into the waiting room to see Jeremy standing in there looked actually excited over what had happened.
"See, I told you I could be badass!" Jeremy called from across the room and Damon inwardly cringed at his use of words.
"Shh, badasses don't say that." Damon answered in a hushed voice as he approached Dr. Fell. "Doc, nice job." He commended her on her work for being the bait in this master plan of his.
"You told me the plan was to lead him to the storage room."
"And we did. Congrats!"
"You left out the part about blowing up a hospital." Meredith countered her eyes anger as the vampire creased his eye brows, he had done good, why did it always come back to bite him on the ass. "With patients who are sick and fragile and who don't need things exploding down the hall from them!"
"It was contained." Damon argued in a sure voice and she just rolled her eyes about to turn away. "Nobody got hurt. Listen, I'd really love to stick around and talk but I have to get back to Grace, she's going through a rough time..." With that he took off.
When Damon finally arrived home he wandered downstairs into the cellar room where Grace was fast asleep, he wandered over to her and squeezed in behind her, she muttered incoherently as she turned over and tucked herself into his firm muscular chest. "I'm going to fix you, Gracie. I promise. You won't end up a monster. I am going to save you because nothing is set in stone." He muttered kissing the side of her head lovingly.
"I'm sorry, Damon."
"Don't be sorry, sweetheart. You have nothing to be sorry for. I should have taught you right off the bat to drink human blood, it's my fault. I didn't think. I wasn't thinking, I was just so happy that you were actually alive but I promise that I'm going to make everything right." Damon pulled her closer to him sharing their warmth between them both. "Everything is going to be fine and we are going to be fine."
"Promise?"
"I promise. I am going to teach you how to control it because I know you can." Damon answered, unknown to him Stefan was stood on the other side of the door listening, slightly smiling, both of them were finally facing the truth and she was to be trained, unlike he had. "I love you so much, Grace."
"I love you, too."
Connor wakes up suddenly and looked around, he had assumed himself dead after pulling the cord on the bomb and the entire room had been engulfed in a massive flame. Trying to get up he was pushed down by a great force looking up he saw the threatening Original hybrid standing there.
"You saved me."
"Congratulations, you just became worth more to me alive than dead." Klaus answered tilting his head to the side standing above the hunter.
"What... What did you mean when you said I was one of the Five?" Connor questioned in a weak voice sitting up straight so he could get a better look at the hybrid who had an amused look on his face.
"You don't know you own history?" Klaus smirked as he knelt in front of him. "Well, lets just say, it's made you the most well protected vampire hunter in town."
A/N
Man, this took my a long time to write! I was struggling so much, I'm not sure what is wrong with me at the moment, I think it's just because I don't want to disappoint anyone, I mean, I know you don't like Klace but it doesn't meant their never going to run into each other again or that the bond is gone (maybe it is maybe it isn't) or that Klaus' feelings have vanished but it also doesn't mean that Damon and Grace are ever going to stop loving each other too! So don't worry. She just has to interact with more people than just Damon.
So, it seems Grace is struggling more than she let on, doesn't it make you think that she has been secretly feeding from humans a lot longer than we originally thought, like Stefan had said when he secretly fed. I kinda like this Grace in a weird way because it gives her an obstacle to overcome.
Feel free to review, they really make my day when I read them, so thank you in advance I really do appreciate how everyone is so patient with my writing at the moment, I just don't want to do anything wrong, I want to make it perfect and I don't want to disappoint, so I hope I don't :)
If you left a review for last chapter then check out below I would have replied to it :)
TinyDancer365 – Thank you so much! This really made my day when I read this, because I was really struggling to write the chapter and this really spurred me on, so thank you so much!
Annaelle – Yeah, I think I let Grace get off too easily with her transition into vampire so she needs some kind of troubles and I was thinking blood lust which we have seen in Stefan before. She isn't a ripper yet so if you don't like that side of her don't worry, she's just on the edge and all things going to plan Damon should be able to yank her back xx
David Fishwick – Thank you so much :) I really appreciate your support
OBSESSEDwithPOWERS – Grace was a little evil in this chapter, not really evil, because I can't write evil that well, but she was mischievous, I hope :)
xxxRena – Yep so Grace and Klaus met up, I hope it was as good as you expected it, like I explained before, she isn't a ripper yet she can be saved, well at least in my mind she can :)
Nette Black Salvatore – Who doesn't love a good smiley conversation ;)
TvshowsManiac – Thank you :)
Mia Salvatore – Oh my gosh, I just love how long your reviews are, darling! Now, I'm gonna be honest with you, I don't want her to turn her emotions off either, because I think it's what makes Grace Grace and that is what Damon loves about her. So I hope I can write it well enough so she can be saved before she truly losses herself. Thank you so much for understanding :) I hope this one is worth the wait :)
Guest – Thank you so much :)
winxgirl1997 – Thank you so much for understanding :)
kari10 – I think Grace should struggle a little but then everything should return to the way it was, because temptations like that don't just go away, and as strong as Grace is she does need help, but that doesn't mean she is unsalvageable.
Kayla – Thank you so much :) Grace can be saved, she isn't a ripper yet :)
Luli Cullen – Thank you so much, I hope you enjoy :) xoxo
Jacquline – We saw some glimpses of ripper Grace :)
SomebodyWhoCares – Crazy antics are the best ;)
storylover3 – She didn't do too well in this chapter, but Damon has promised to help her so she can be saved :)
Lady Syndra – I updated ;)
susl – I hope you enjoyed the Klace in this chapter, I think he was sweet considering, I think Grace is savable but that doesn't mean that Klaus won't be there :) He said she wasn't a monster after all
chloe2007 – Grace is leaning more towards the ripper side :)
– Sorry it took so long :)
Tvdlover87654 – Yeah, I figured she got off too easily, so it turns out she was struggling all along :)
Earwen85 – Grace is on the edge and is savable so it's still in the air if she'll become a ripper yet :) I'm glad you enjoyed it
piperson9708 – Drace moments are the best they are sweet and adorable and just make you feel all warm and fuzzy! I'm still on the fence about ripper Grace just because she doesn't really have much going on if she doesn't have that, but she is savable, not full ripper yet :) I don't think Damon will want the cure for Grace either, I think he'll like her just the way she is and Klaus never wanted Grace human :) xxx
grapejuice101 – I'm so glad you enjoyed it, dude!
Graciiee