Twisted Love
Season Four
Stand By Me
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Vampire Diaries characters or story line, I only own Grace :)
Dashing quickly into the tomb the entire place was practically empty, there was no sign that there was ever anyone there except for the crumpled heap of Jeremy's dead body on the ground. Elena felt her heart shatter when she saw him there, tears immediately welled up in her dark brown orbs as she dove to his side gathering his bulky body up into her arms.
"Jeremy! Oh, no. No. No. No. Oh, God, no. Oh God." She whimpered as she rocked his body softly looking down at his emotionless face, there was no sigh of pain or fear just nothingness and that was what made her stomach churn. A glimmer from a jewel caught her eye and she looked down to see the black Gilbert ring on his finger. "It's fine." She whispered surely. "It's fine. It's fine. You're gonna be ok. The ring will bring you back. It's ok. It's ok. You're gonna be ok. You're gonna be ok, Jeremy. You're gonna be fine."
Hearing her high emotion filled voice was what sent Stefan hurdling into the room surprised to see her holding Jeremy's lifeless body. He couldn't hear the teen's heartbeat thudding in his chest which was what caught him up to what his emotional girlfriend was feeling as she smoothed his hand gently shushing his dead quiet body.
The younger Salvatore decided he had better go catch Damon up on everything that had happened down there. His face dropped when he found out about the youngest Gilbert being dead, he was wondering how Grace was dealing with everything. "How'd this happen?" He questioned looking over at his brother.
"It was Fayth." Stefan answered, the look of concern fell from the raven-black haired vampire's face and it turned into fear, he blinked a couple of times trying to get his head around everything. Once again they had fallen for the Petrova's games and now his girlfriend was still out there in complete danger. "She must have been following us this whole time. They must have found Grace and stolen her clothes and that's how she fooled us."
Growling Damon ran his longs fingers through his hair. "Well then that means that Grace is still out there. I have to find her." He quickly announced, a high level of worry in his voice which Stefan understood completely, it couldn't be easy for him. "You're gonna have to deal with this Jeremy situation until I find Grace and then we'll work through this together, alright?" He was about to walk out.
"If Silas was ever there, he's gone. If the cure was ever there, it's gone. Bonnie's gone too. Grace is still missing. Everything is a mess." Stefan sighed heavily. "Damon, Elena is in there waiting for the Gilbert ring to bring Jeremy back to life." He informed him and the older vampire didn't see a problem with that, by the time he returned with Grace the youngest Gilbert would be awake and ready to greet them and they would deal with the cure situation then.
"Ok, that's fine. You go wait with her. I'm going out there to look for Grace and if I find Bonnie on the way I'll pick her up too." He explained as he went to turn and walk out of the cave but a hand caught his wrist he turned with a hard look on his face, he didn't want his brother to lecture him on going out there to find his girlfriend. "Stefan, you can't-"
"Damon, listen to me. Jeremy was one of the Five, a Hunter." He explained and finally the older Salvatore pieced everything together as he rubbed his eyes.
The raven-black haired vampire looked back up at his brother. "He's supernatural. The ring won't work anymore." He concluded without Stefan having to tell him. "God, Grace won't take this... Damn." He whispered, shaking his head gently. "I mean, it isn't like Grace and Elena aren't going through enough without losing the only thing that was holding their family together."
They needed Bonnie that was their only solution to everything that was happening, Damon began to piece together a plan in his head. "Alright." He interrupted the silence of the room and his brother looked over at him ready to hear what he was going to say. "Alright. I'll go find Bonnie and Grace, you get Elena off this island." He knew that keeping Elena on this island wasn't going to be good for anyone and Stefan agreed with that.
Before giving one more look to his brother which was filled with assuring looks, with a curt nod before turning and walking from the cave with a look of determination on his face. He was going to find his girlfriend even if it killed him.
Waking up with a startle Grace found herself laying on the hard ground in the middle of a forest, a sheet of paper laying next to her pinned down by a rock whilst she was still attached to the iron collar which was tied to the tree behind her. Raking her fingers through her knotty chocolate-brown locks she pulled out stray sticks and leaves.
Pulling herself up onto her knees she rubbed her throat timidly feeling it burn every time she swallowed she was so weak she could barely move, or barely even stand as she tried to yank the chain off but it wouldn't budge. Letting out a painful sigh she grabbed the scrap of paper off the floor opening it to see a neat script rewrite which read 'Thanks again for the clothes, little telepath, you really helped us out. Kisses Fayth.'
Scrunching up the piece of paper in her hand she screamed as she threw it, making it blow away in the wind. Her breathing was heavy as she leaned back against the tree that she was attached to, she wrapped her arms around her knees looking up at the sun that was peaking through the trees, it was still early morning.
After 10 minutes of sitting in there wallowing in self-pity she clawed her nails into the bark pulling herself weakly upright. Coughing gently she moaned in displeasure, every time she tried to swallow it felt like sandpaper rubbing together. "H-Hello?" She rasped out pulling tiredly at the chain again. "H-Help! Someone! Please." She whispered the last words as she fell back down to her knees too weak to even stand.
Her entire petite form was trembling as she took in her surroundings, it was an open clearing surrounded by a thick brush. She knew that she was a sitting duck where she was but she was too weak to do anything about it and she also knew that even if she got out of the chains she wouldn't know where to go. Her heart began to race in her chest as she wondered what if everyone thought she was dead and forgot about her.
Her train of thought was cut short when she heard a snap of a twig coming across from her, she whimpered as she extended her fangs trying to act threatening but on the inside she was screaming. She just had to act confident like Damon and she could do anything, watching with her heightened senses she saw the arrow fly towards her, ducking out of the way so it hit the tree behind her. Yanking it from the tree she wielded it as a weapon before dropping it, the wood had been laced with vervain.
"I wouldn't touch that if I were you, sweetheart." A deep Scottish rumble warned her and she growled as she crouched down ready to pounce if he came for her. The brunette knew she would be able to muster up the strength if it came to saving her own life. "I know you." The voice called as a handsome man walked out, his head had been bleeding and Grace caught a whiff of that growling in need. "Oh, you're hungry." He muttered as he walked towards her taking out his knife and slicing the tip of his finger open. "I smell good, don't I?"
The young vampire went to pounce for him but was restricted by her collar, choking loudly as it pulled her back against her will. He smirked as he dried the blood on his trousers watching her carefully as she snarled and growled against her restraints. "Now, I'm sure that you're boyfriend will be thrilled to see you." She creased her eye brows about to ask what he was talking about but before she could he fired a wooden bullet into her forehead. "That's better."
Wandered over he leaned down inspecting the iron collar around her throat, carefully, frowning before standing back up untying it from it's knot around the tree and throwing it over her unconscious body before gathering her light body up into his arms, he was planning on killing her but she was more useful as bait first.
Mystic Falls
Caroline had taken the whole night to try and come to terms with her loving boyfriend leaving but every time she thought about it she just wanted to break down crying. She had taken up cleaning, her compulsive disorder had kicked in and she just hadn't stopped, her body was exhausted but she knew she couldn't stop because if she did she would start thinking again. She hoped having her friends back in town might get her mind off everything as well.
Kneeling on the floor next to the bucket she try and scrub away the burn mark where Kol's body had been, she was surprised when the front door opened, she glanced up to see Elena walking into the house with an unreadable look on her face, which was unusual for Caroline as she could usual tell what her best friend was thinking from a mile away.
"Hey, you're home." Caroline greeted them with her casual chipper voice, standing up from where she had been kneeling on the linoleum skipping towards them. "I was trying to clean the burn mark where Kol... " She was about to start up the tedious conversation but when Stefan followed his girlfriend into the house nursing a lifeless Jeremy in his arms, her sentence died off, not seeming as important as before. "I couldn't get the spot out."
"C'mon." Elena's voice was small and broken as she lead the younger Salvatore towards the stairs that were still battered and broken from their fight with Kol. "Let's get upstairs." She commanded in a soft voice as the couple made their way up there, careful on the body that was being carried.
The blonde stood there in complete shock, watching the two as they made their way timidly up the stairs not caring about the mess of the place. She had expected them to come home a little bruised, maybe some broken bones and emotionally drained but Jeremy was dead, she knew because she couldn't hear his heartbeat.
She couldn't even begin to imagine what Elena was going through losing her brother, but what added to Caroline's worry was the fact that more than half of their group was still missing. Bonnie, Grace, Damon, Shane and Rebekah. None of them were in sight and with Jeremy being in such a bad way she expected them to be all together.
Upstairs Stefan carefully laid Jeremy's body on the bed whilst his sister took up the spot beside him on a chair she had moved there. She reached out and took her brother's hand resting it on his chest whilst watching his face intently, pure determination in her eyes that he was about to wake up any second.
Her boyfriend's voice came from behind her. "Can I get you anything?" He wanted to stay there and support her and be there for her but he thought better off it. Stefan knew his girlfriend very well and he knew that she would want to be on her own with Jeremy until she wanted to talk about anything.
"No. I'm fine." Elena whispered shaking her head, she was grateful that he wanted to help her but nothing was going to be ok or was going to help but her brother waking up. "I'm just gonna sit here and wait with him until he wakes up." She explained still not looking up from where she was watching Jeremy. "Let me know if you hear anything about Bonnie, ok?" The not mention of her twins was what made Stefan worry but he wasn't going to show it, obviously she could only deal with one crisis at a time.
"Yeah, sure." He answered before walking from the room watching as his compassionate girlfriend tended to Jeremy, pulling the blanket over him as if to make him more comfortable for when he woke up but Stefan knew that it wasn't going to work that way. Their family was never that lucky with anything they did.
The Island
The older Salvatore brother made his way back to their main camp, he figured it would be unlikely to find anyone there, but if his Gilbert was blessed enough with her sense of direction she would make her way back there and wait for him but he wasn't getting his hopes up, nothing was never that easy for them.
Checking each tent for either the Bennett witch or his girlfriend he sighed heavily when he found they were all empty. Making his way to the wooden shed at the bottom of the clearing he looked inside to see that it was also empty , only the quiet creaking filling the air, until he was startled by a rustling in the leaves.
Turning suddenly he scanned the entire area, the Islanders weren't the only thing that he had to be scared of anymore, if there was ever a Silas down in the cave then he was roaming around above land now probably very thirsty and looking for a quick fix. "Unless you're blonde, a Bennett witch, or a telepath who is madly in love with me I suggest you steer clear." He warned off anyone who might be sneaking up on him.
With no response he took it as it was just a brush of wind that had startled him, about to walk to his next location of where to check when suddenly a whoosh of air brushed past him and the blonde Original stood there with a hard look on her face as she questioned. "Where is it?" Her voice was rough as she looked at him through intense dark blue eyes, he gave her a confused look. "The cure?" She growled obviously no one had clued her in on what had happened. "I know someone has it."
Rolling his eyes Damon answered. "Yeah, someone – Fayth." He hated even saying her name, he wanted the last time he had to see her to be Graduation when they were supposed to help them get rid of Klaus – yet another plan of theirs that had failed.
"Fayth?" Rebekah took a moment to think about whom the younger vampire could have been talking about. Then she remembered the Bulgarian/British girl that held a startling resemblance to Tatia. The same girl that had been drooling all over her brother but Niklaus didn't respond, he only needed her doppelgänger blood. "The doppelgänger?"
"Yeah." The raven-black hair vampire grit his teeth. "Sneaky little bitch must've been spying on us for weeks." He explained making the blonde Original glance over at him in shock. "She stole Grace's clothes, killed Jeremy... Or someone did." He answered as she gave him a somber look which he sneered at. "He killed your brother. Let's not with the fake sad face."
On contrary to what Damon thought of her and her emotions she knew what it was like to lose a family member, she had lost so many and it never got easier. "I didn't say I was going to miss him, but I'm not heartless." She answered in a hard tone as he glanced over at her, a skeptical look on his face. "Jeremy was the only thing holding the Gilbert family together."
"Because of you." Damon muttered earning a growl from the blonde beside him. "Well, you can send flowers after you help me find Grace." He told her in a firm voice and she nodded gently catching up with him. "She's out here somewhere and I need to find her along with Bonnie." He explained beginning to walk away.
She creased her eye brows, in her mind if they had to do anything it was going to be finding the Petrova's and obtaining the cure from them. "We need to find Fayth." She told him quickly making the raven-black haired vampire scoff loudly, she must have known that the twins had been running from her brother for 500 years.
"If there's one thing that's a guarantee in this miserable little world, it's that Fayth and Katherine Pierce are gone." He told her in a sure voice, he knew how easy it was for them both to seep into deep hiding. "What we need to do is finding my girlfriend who is out here somewhere, alone and probably hurt after being attacked by those bitches!" He told her, obviously he was stressed and Rebekah actually understood that, Damon began to walk from the camp. "Oh, and beware of the immortal Silas. If he was asleep in that cave, he's awake now." He let that statement hang in the air for a long moment.
The young witch let in a startled breath as she sat up looking around to see that she was sat in the middle of a small campsite next to the warm, dying fire. She was overly confused to how she got there with a mixture of fear in there also. The bottom of her back was hurting, a shooting pain running up her spine as she reached around to feel what might have been causing the pain.
"Don't touch it." A voice warned her as she looked over to see Shane walking into the camp kneeling down opposite her, she stared at him in utter shock. "I used some of the island's herbs and berries to help treat that wound." He explained to her whilst she remained completely silent still trying to remember anything, but unable to. "But not being an actual witch, I can't guarantee much." He added with a small shrug.
Her brain was thudding uncomfortable against her skull as she looked down at his trouser leg to see a dry blood stain. His leg. She remember before they entered the tomb. A rock had fallen and broke his leg and she didn't help him, but she had seen him walking perfectly fine without a limp or a crouch. "How are you healed?" Bonnie questioned.
"It was Silas." There was a crazed excitement in his eyes which put her on edge moving slightly back away from him ignoring the sharp pain in her lower back. "He helped me. You did it, Bonnie. He's risen." He announced as he reached over to grab her hand in a celebratory, thankful fashion.
Quickly the young witch retracted her hand in disgusted, she didn't want him touching her, a dark look in her eyes as she spat out. "Get away from me." The words were like acid and respectfully he did back away, he wasn't a complete idiot, he understood that she must have hated him for lying to her and using her but all he could see was the bigger picture, getting back everyone that they had lost, including his little family.
"I know you're angry with me, ok, but now you'll see everything I did, all those lives lost they weren't in vain." He told her but the stoney look on her face told him that she wasn't at all convinced. "Silas is gonna bring them back." He almost promised, Atticus had such a blind faith in the mysterious immortal, but Bonnie understood why he did, this was all to get his family back even if it was wrong and unnatural.
Bonnie grit her teeth. "What you want to do isn't natural, Shane. You can't bring people back from the dead." She scolded him, he had to learn that what ever happened to his family was over and he had to deal with that in a sane way which wasn't bringing back ancient immortals with crazy promises.
Shane glanced over at her with a look on his face which she couldn't read before he announced. "I think you'll change your mind now."
The young witch narrowed her eyes, in her mind what he had said sounded like a threat which made her more nervous before but she hid it behind her stoney mask. "What do you mean, 'now'?" She questioned.
"When Silas awoke, he had to feed to gain his strength." Atticus started not leaving her in anticipation anymore. "He's been desiccating for almost 2,000 years. He needed blood. Jeremy was there." He announced making the witches eyes widen in fear as she waited for him to continue, but it was a tragic thing to have to explain to her.
"What are you saying?" The witch asked looking at him through glassy light brown orbs, he attempted to explain again but the words got stuck in his throat which only angered Bonnie further. "What are you saying to me?" She demanded in an icy tone.
Gulping Shane answered. "He drained him of blood, Bonnie." As soon as the words fell from his lips the witch felt her heart jump to her throat, this couldn't be true, this wasn't how it was supposed to be. Bonnie didn't need him to confirm it but he knew that he had to. "Jeremy is dead." He added.
Mystic Falls
Elena hadn't returned down to see her boyfriend or her blonde friend since they had returned home with Jeremy. Caroline was beginning to get concerned for her sanity, she knew what it was like losing someone too close, she had lost her dad not long ago and only with the help of her friends had she got through all that.
Cleaning was something she was using as a distraction from everything that was happening around her, Jeremy's death, Tyler's leaving, Klaus' win, Grace and Bonnie missing. It all hurt too much to think about, but at the floor was reflecting back at her like a mirror. She heard footsteps walk into the room, and she looked up to see the younger Salvatore brother standing there, arms crossed over his chest.
Grabbing the bucket of dirty, washing water she carried it over to the sink pouring it in as she spoke with her friend. "How long as she been like that?" The vacant, almost expectant look on Elena's face was what made the situation worse, she wasn't dealing with the loss the way that she should have been, she wasn't coming to terms with it.
Sighing gently Stefan answered. "Ever since we found his body. She didn't seem to care that Grace was still missing, or worse and she hasn't really said anything expect that she's waiting for him to wake up." He informed her and the blonde bit her bottom lip as she leaned back against the countertop shaking her head.
"But he's not going to wake up." Her voice was low as she told him that, hoping that Elena wouldn't be able to hear her from upstairs with Jeremy. "She knows that, right?" She pressed and the older vampire quickly crossed the room and turned on the tap making the water spurt out on full in an attempt to mask their voices.
"Look. Deep down, I think she has to, but we're talking about Elena here. She loves more passionately and she feels grief more powerfully than most people. I think her denial is the one thing protecting her from letting it all in." He explained making the blonde sigh leaning her head back.
Blinking a couple of times the blonde replied. "But she can't stay like that forever." She had a good point at some point she was going to have to come to terms with everything.
Stefan was only trying to protect his girlfriend and he knew that he wasn't going to be able to do that forever. "I know, but I just think that we should at least wait for Grace. They're family. They're twins. They should be dealing with this together not on their own." He tried to reason but the blonde looked over at him through confused eyes.
"Did some magical bonding happened on that island? Because the last I heard Grace lashed out at Elena. I mean, what if it doesn't go the way that you plan and they turn on each other even more? Then what? We have to deal with two grieving vampires. Or what if Grace doesn't even return from the island?" Stefan had never taken any of that into account.
"I'm not in denial." A voice came from behind them, they both turned quickly surprised to see Elena standing in the archway to the kitchen a dark look on her face, knowing they were both busted Stefan reached over and shut off the tap. "I know that he was supernatural, but did you see? His tattoo is gone. The tattoo had the spell that opened Silas' chamber. Maybe it being gone means that he's fulfilled his supernatural destiny. Maybe he's back to normal. It's possible, right?"
Caroline sighed. "Elena-"
"It's possible, Caroline. There's a chance. It may be minuscule, but it's hope and I'm gonna hold on to that hope with everything that I've got because there's no way that Grace just let him d-" She took a breath as they both looked over at her with wide eyes. "There's absolutely no way that my brother is dead." She shook her head gently. "I'm not in denial."
As Elena walked from the room both the older vampires shared concerned looks before continuing with some other duties. Caroline found herself out on the porch calling Tyler, she knew she wasn't supposed to but he had to know about everything that was happening back home, she had to just be able to vent for a moment.
"Hey. I know that I'm not supposed to be calling, but something happened, and I need to talk to you, Tyler. So please call me." She begged, she didn't want to leave it on his voicemail, she wanted to tell him in person.
Walking outside Stefan was carrying two mugs of tea, he handed one to her before questioning. "Do you know where he is?" He could see the hurt in her eyes as she thought about her boyfriend being on the run.
"As far away from Klaus as he can get." She answered with hope in her voice she didn't want to lose him. "Klaus said he wouldn't stop until he found him." She added as she licked her lips, sipping at her tea again.
Shrugging the younger Salvatore reasoned. "Well, Fayth and Katherine have been running form Klaus for 500 years. It's not easy but it's possible. It's probably why they stole the cure. They want to bargain for their freedom." He shook his head, still after all these years the two Petrova's were so self-serving that they didn't care about anyone who got hurt in their twister.
Taking a moment Caroline shook her head. "I just can't believe after all that, the cure is just gone." She breathed out, they had gone through so much trouble, lost people, and now the two Petrova's just get everything.
"Yeah. I mean, talk about denial." Stefan chuckled gently shaking his head as he sipped his tea. "In my head, I was thinking there was no way Elena was gonna stay a vampire forever... And now without her little brother. I honestly never thought I'd see the day where Fayth and Katherine have a better relationship than Grace and Elena."
"Well, you can't think about that right now." Caroline replied softly as she started to make plans in her head. "We need to make plans, lists. We need a funeral or a cover story, or a funeral and a cover story. I should go tell my mom. I guess she'll know what to do." She was speaking rather fast but that was just the blonde when she knew that things needed to be arranged and done.
"We should get Matt over here." He had grown so close to the Hunter and now he was about to lose another person and just have to deal with everything. Perhaps he could help Elena to come to terms with everything.
"You're right." Caroline agreed nodding her head quickly. "I will do that. I will call Matt, and then I will go tell my mom, and then I will make a list or a casserole or – I don't know – whatever people are supposed to do or make in these situations." She paused for a moment when a revolting rotting smell filled her nostrils. "What's that smell ?"
Stefan walked towards the front door and looked inside catching a whiff of what the blonde had smelt, it was stomach churning. "It's his body." He was decomposing in the house already. "He's starting to decompose. Tell your mom to get Dr. Fell over here."
The Island
Both Damon and Rebekah had been travelling deeper into the forest speaking about trivial thing such as where they should search next, if they should split up to shorten the time to find them both, they actually decided against that, it was safer in pairs especially with Silas and the Islanders out there.
Besides her better judgement the blonde finally asked the question that had been playing on her mind since she had found the older Salvatore. "How do you think Grace is going to deal with it? Losing Jeremy?" She asked, the younger vampire only shrugged his shoulders not looking at her. "And if she can't deal with it? Then what?"
Letting out a harsh sigh followed by a growl. "I don't know, Rebekah! And right now I really couldn't care less. I just want to find her and make sure she's ok. Then I want to find Bonnie so that she can deal with Jeremy, ok?" He questioned as they continued to walk, the blonde rolled her eyes and continued to follow.
As they ventured further Rebekah felt a cold chill rush down her spin as she announced. "I don't like being in the open like this." She was watching all around her for any signs of people following them, mainly Silas.
Damon scoffed, for an Original who had a lot more strength than most people she really was afraid of a lot of things. "What, afraid of the big, bad Silas?" He teased.
"No."
Smiling again the raven-black haired vampire called in a sing-song voice. "Scaredy cat." She scowled over at him, a hard look on her face, she hated people thinking that she was weak, that she couldn't take care of herself, she could and she was going to prove it to him, but she had heard stories of Silas, she had a right to be scared, even if it was only a little.
"I'm not a scaredy cat." She answered swiftly. "My brother Kol drove himself mad worrying about Silas rising. It would benefit us all to be a bit concerned. I think the real question should be, how on earth did Fay Petrova tricked you into thinking that she was your girlfriend? I mean, don't you know anything about Grace?" She scolded looking over at him.
The older Salvatore could feel his blood boiling beneath his skin. "I was weak. I'd just had a run in with that idiot Hunter and I barely saw her for ten seconds before she ran off further into the cave. I was just relived thinking that she was ok and well." He admitted with a soft sigh as he continued to brush through heavy greenery.
Following Rebekah replied. "Yes but nothing about her tipped you off that it might not be the woman that you're in love with?" She questioned looking over at him, she hadn't been awake at the time so she hadn't seen it all go down but she would have thought Damon would have been able to tell the doppelgängers apart. "Not her scent, or her hair-"
Damon pushed through another brush into a small clearing, a petite form was crumbled to the floor at the end, whimpering and trembling. "Grace." He whispered as quickly he zipped across kneeling down beside her turning her over to see the shot wound in her head and vervain rag tied around her mouth.
As soon as her eyes locked on his they widened significantly, he pulled off the ropes cursing as they burned his finger tips but holding her close to him. He was surprised when Rebekah screamed. "Damon, watch out!" An arrow was flying towards him and before he knew it the blonde was standing there taking the arrow into her chest, stumbling back falling to the ground beside Grace.
"Damn. Missed." A Scottish rumble hissed before he called out into the clearing. "What did I say, Damon? I told you that your friends would be the death of you!" His voice echoed around before another arrow came flying out of no where, this time the vampire was prepared and he caught it in his hand snapping it and throwing it to the floor.
Vaughn grabbed a bag and threw his bow to the ground beginning his run from the clearing, but the Salvatore was too quick and caught up with him easily grabbing his throat and tossing him to the ground much like a rag-doll. Sliding a dagger out of his ankle holster he wielded it to stab Damon but he was much too quick again, twisting it out of his hand.
"Mm, just the guy I wanted to see." He announced a thick amount of sarcasm in his voice looking the Hunter deep in the eyes whilst he struggled to get off the vampire's hold. "Not really." He slammed Galen's head against the ground effectively knocking him unconscious once more.
Grabbing the tea pot away from the open fire Shane poured the strange coloured liquid into a mug for her to have as she sobbed into her hands, Jeremy was gone and she didn't even remember how it had happened. She could feel a burning rage underlining the overall sadness of losing him.
"Bonnie, here." Shane offered as he crouched down beside her holding the steaming cup of tea out to her. "Drink this. It'll calm you down." She was sick of him telling her what to do and how to feel, if she wanted to be sad then she could be sad and she didn't have to drink his mysterious teas to feel any other way.
Using her powers she forced the mug out of his hand across their small camp with a dark look on her usually happy face. "I don't want any of your stupid teas, Shane." She hissed like acid on her tongue.
He knew she must have been upset, losing someone that you hold so dear is never easy but they had to continue their task, or rather his task. "Bonnie-" He tried to reason but she didn't want to hear it.
She shoved past him standing up, almost knocking him on his ass. "Jeremy's dead." She nearly started hyperventilating, she wasn't even sure if she should have believed Shane, he seemed to be a notorious liar, but she wondered what he would have to gain from telling her the youngest Gilbert was gone. The young witch hadn't even noticed but whilst she had been thinking deeply the campfire beside her flared up as she began to lose control.
"Bonnie, be careful." He warned as he stood up moving timidly towards her, if her magic was going to be aimed at anyone it was going to be him. "Don't let your magic get out of control." The wild flames continued to rise up as the Bennett witch buried her face in her hands ignoring everything, only feeling pain and loss. "Bonnie. Bonnie! Hey, I'm not gonna let you fall apart. I'm not gonna let you." He reached out and grabbed her arms making her look up at him. "Silas needs you. He can bring Jeremy back." That was interesting to her and it also make her calm down. "He can bring everyone back, and you're gonna help him, ok? You're gonna see Jeremy again."
She was left in shock, he hadn't mentioned any of that earlier when she was in inner emotional turmoil. Silently tears began to stream down her face again and again as he stood there looking down at her.
The raven-black haired vampire watched between Vaughn who was still unconscious, he was human it would take him longer to heal than his young vampire girlfriend who was laying beside him. He pressed his wrist to her mouth and fed her his blood, she looked weak, dark rings around her eyes, chapped lips, pale complexion all the signs of a starving vampire.
Slowly her eyes fluttered and she moaned around his wrist, he went to pull away but she grabbed his hand and kept it there, he frowned a little before saying. "Alright, sweetie. Be careful or you'll drain me." He muttered stroking her hair when she didn't stop again he yanked his hand away. "Grace." He hissed and she looked up at him like a wild vampire.
After a moment she saw who she was really looking at, her amazing boyfriend kneeling there beside her with a concerned look on his face. "D-Damon." She whispered before sitting upright and looking around. "I'm so sorry-" He cut her off with a hard kiss, the excess blood on her mouth was passing over to his, but he didn't give a damn.
"You're safe and you're with me. Everything is right." He whispered cupping her face looking deep into her eyes for a quick moment. "Do you remember anything about yesterday?" Anger spread across his lovely girlfriend's face as she balled up her hands into fists her smile flattening. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Fayth and Katherine." She hissed her eyes dark. "They were here the entire time, Damon! I got caught in a trap and Katherine was there to release me and then she knocked me out and took me with them. They had me chained up until Fayth decided she wanted my clothes." She looked down at the ones the Petrova's had left her in, tight fitting jeans, leather jacket, five inch heels she'd probably break her neck in. "Then... Then I don't know what happened. They snapped my neck and left me tied to a tree."
"Gracie." He whispered, no matter how much trauma he had been through with the Hunter he hadn't had to spend the entire day with the Petrova's, that was like a death sentence within it's self. "They got the cure." He announced and she frowned nodding her head, obviously she had already assumed that part, that's why they ran so quickly. "But something else happened..."
Her eyes went slightly wider as she looked up at him. "W-what happened, Damon?" She questioned, he reached over taking her hand not sure if he should tell her or wait to see if Bonnie could do anything. "Damon." She pressed scooting closer to him with a desperate look on her face. "Please tell me. You can tell me anything." She assured him, the corner of her lips turning up.
"Something happened down in the cave. I wasn't there, that hunter had hurt me and Stefan stayed to make sure I was ok." Her face was filled with concern already. "We... We thought it was you. So we told Elena and you to go down there and meet up with Jeremy and Bonnie." He announced and she gulped looking up at him. "If we had known it was Fayth..." He let out a huff as he stuttered around his words. "If Silas was down there he was risen and... Jeremy's dead."
Her face went completely unreadable as she looked up at him. "No." She whispered, he held her hand noticing that he iron grip was tightening ever-so-slighty as tears brewed at the bottom of her eyes. "Please. No. You're... No." She whispered shaking her head against her long hair falling into her eyes, he moved the stray locks from her eyes but she didn't say another word.
"But... But it's ok, sweetie. I'm gonna find Bonnie and she's gonna be able to do something to bring him back." He promised reaching out and taking her hands but the look on her face told him that she wasn't listening anymore, so caught up in her own train of thought. "Everything is going to be ok, Gracie. I promise." He whispered thinking that might be a promise he wouldn't be able to keep.
Mystic Falls
Up in her own room Elena was making herself more comfortable by changing clothes, as she slid her shirt over her head she spotted her lime green journal laying on her bed. It had been a long time since she had written in that and that made her feel guilty. Her journal was the only thing in her mind that kept her close to her mother and now she had just given up on it because she was a vampire. She wondered what her adoptive parents would think, she shuddered at the thought.
Picking it up she held it close to her chest as she walked back into her brother's room to see him still laying there completely dead. Watching him for a long moment she heard a pair of heels enter the room. Glancing over her shoulder she saw Dr. Fell timidly walking into the room with a soft look on her face. "Elena?"
She didn't expect to see the doctor. "Meredith? What are you doing here?" She questioned creasing her thin eye brows.
Knowing she had to be timid around Elena she replied. "I came to check on your brother." Careful not to anger the vampire, Stefan had warned her. "May I?" She nodded over at him.
Elena was hesitant before answering. "Yeah. Erm..." She agreed as the short-haired doctor walked past her over to her brother, picking up his arm as if to feel for a pulse. "You're not gonna find any vitals. It's the same thing that Ric used to go through." It hurt Meredith to think of Alaric, their relationship had only just been starting out and he had died to suddenly. "He's just be dead until then he wasn't. Once, I remember he was gone for almost an entire day."
Meredith could see the tension in her entire body as she explained how the Gilbert ring worked, she was beginning to ramble almost as if she was trying to make an excuse. "Ric died, like, four times before he lost his mind and Jeremy has died a few times, two – three, I think – so we're gonna have to-" She paused for a moment when she saw her boyfriend walk into the room leaning against the doorway with his arms crossed over his chest just listening. "So we'll have to keep an eye on him because I don't want him to go crazy just like Ric did."
The doctor was nodding along until she finally finished her rambling, she glanced over at the younger Salvatore who gave her a small nod. "Elena... It looks like Jeremy died of extreme blood loss. His neck also appears to be broken." She explained and the brunette shook her head gently. "The lack of blood explains why there's no lividity, but his muscles have tightened past the point of rigor mortis."
"No."
"If he's left unattended to, soon he'll start to bloat." She added, not wanting to upset the girl but knowing she had to know what was going to happen to her brother. "Within a few hours, his skin will discolour, and-"
"No. He's – Stop, ok?" She hissed turning around and walking towards her brother with a tight look on her face. "Just stop. He's not dead." Stefan muscles tensed visibly knowing that Elena was going to snap if the Doctor wasn't too careful.
"I need you to release the body to me." Meredith had such sincerity in her voice as she looked over at the vampire. "We'll get him to a funeral home and prepare him for a viewing where you and his friends can say goodbye to him." Suddenly Elena was flying towards her slamming her back against the wall.
Elena growled loudly. "He's not dead, ok?" The hazel green-eyed vampire was surprised by his girlfriend's outburst zipping across the room to pull her off of Meredith into his arms, but she continued to struggle but she spat out. "Now you're all about science? Where was your science when you used vampire blood to save my life, huh? There is no science here. It's just magic. We need magic. We have to find Bonnie. Bonnie can fix this. Somebody just get me Bonnie!" She scream hysterically.
A voice came from beside them. "Elena." She ceased her struggling automatically glancing over to see Matt standing in the doorway, but his gaze was no longer on her but rather on Jeremy's body laying on the bed, his face began to crumple, he had got so close to the youngest Gilbert to just lose him. "No. No. No, Matt. It's fine." Stefan released her and she walked towards the blond. "It's ok. It's ok." She hugged him as he began to tear up. "Bonnie will be here soon, and she'll fix everything, and it'll be all fine. Everything's gonna be fine." She whispered, almost as if she was talking to herself. "It'll be fine. It'll be fine."
Once both of them had calmed down they decided it would be a good time to talk about everything that had happened on the island and why Jeremy was that way. Matt carried two mugs of steaming coffee over to her, she was in a deep trance as he placed her mug in front of her, she broke out of her reverie.
"You're not dosing me again, are you?" She joked softly and he chuckled taking a seat opposite her, everything about being around Matt made her feel light-hearted and normal for that small amount of time she was with him, like they were back in Freshman year and dating.
"Poison your best friend once, and suspicion follows you forever." He chuckled making the corners of her lips pull up slightly. "Where is everyone else? Grace, Bonnie, Damon...?" He questioned, her face seemed to harden at the mention of her sister's name, which made the human worry.
"We... We lost Bonnie on the island. Grace... Grace might be alive... or dead. We're not really sure. Damon stayed back to look for them both." The lack of emotion when talking about her sister's possible death was what worried Matt even more. "She was with them, Matt. If I had been in her position I would have done anything to keep Fayth and Katherine away from our family. Even if it meant my death."
"Maybe it isn't as simple as that, Elena. I mean, I'm not an expert of Supernatural culture but the older the vampire, the stronger they are, right?" He questioned and the brunette nodded her head. "Well, if Katherine and Fayth were there then I don't think that would have left Grace many options." He added and the brunette frowned as she sipped at her scolding coffee.
"Are you saying that if it was your family in danger that you wouldn't have done anything?" Elena asked and the blond shook his head gently, it wasn't as if he had much real family left and now he was losing his supernatural family too. "Exactly." She let out a huff as she sipped her coffee once more.
"Listen. I want you to go somewhere with me." He tried to urge her but she frowned looking over towards the stairs, she didn't want to leave her brother on his own, especially if he was to wake up and if she wasn't there, she'd feel awful.
"I can't leave Jeremy."
"Elena.. There's nothing you can do right now, ok?" He tried once again to convince her as she frowned a little. "Stefan can stay here with him. Come with me." She did trust Stefan more than anyone, he wouldn't do anything bad, she was cut off from her train of thought when she felt a warm hand and soft pulse pumping over her hand, looking down to see that Matt had took her hand. "Please."
The Island
Glancing cautiously over to his girlfriend Damon saw that she was sitting against a tree completely unreadable with her knees pulled up into her chest. He hadn't tried talking anymore with her, he figured she was hurting and needed time to come to terms with everything. Letting out a huff he looked over at the Hunter who was now awake and tied up so he couldn't escape.
Picking up one of Vaughn's daggers he held it so close to his throat it was digging in slightly. "Here's the thing. I was completely willing to accept the fact that you were one man on a lonely mission to kill ole Silas, then I got boned by my vixen nemesis Miss Fayth Pierce, and I start thinking there's no way that this is a coincidence. So what do you know, huh?" He questioned in a growl hearing a pair of footsteps, looking up to see Rebekah walking through the brush rubbing her head. "Took you long enough."
Rolling her bright blue orbs she deadpanned. "Sorry. I had to dig the arrow out of my chest. Thank you for that." She replied sharply before gazing over at Grace with a small frown on her face.
The raven black-haired vampire smirked. "Well, if you want a lead on Fayth and Katherine Pierce, here's your guy." He pointed the sharp tip of dagger towards the Hunter who was glaring over at them.
A sickening smile pulled across Vaughn's lips. "Torture me all you want. You can't kill me. The Hunter's curse will torment you forever." He reminded them both giving them a good reason to not want to kill him, but at the moment Damon didn't give a damn, he just wanted to be rid of him.
"It'll be worth it."
"He's right." Rebekah announced nodding her head earning another grin from Galen. "You can't kill him, but that doesn't mean we can't tear him apart piece by piece, nerve by nerve until the pain is so severe, that your brain shuts off to give you one tiny moment of blessed relief, and then we'll heal you and do it again and again and again." She informed him sadistically making the Hunter gulp.
"You are creepy." Damon noted looking over at her, he knew all too well what the true wrath of Rebekah's torture could be like, after being trapped and chained in a room with her for an entire day.
"Thank you." The blonde nodded her head almost wanting to take a bow for her speech.
Vaughn took a moment to think of his situation, he knew there was only one way to survive this, tell them whatever they wanted to know. Squirming uncomfortably away from the pointed edge of the dagger he started. "I was tracking a den of vampires across Colorado. Katherine was the one to find me, said her and her sister could help me find Silas. She already knew about the Hunter's mark, the cure."
The blonde narrowed her eyes. "How?"
"Oh, she said someone on the inside, some werewolf girl, friends with your professor." He answered and Grace's eyes went dark as she looked over at him, he could be serious, Hayley had double-crossed them again. So much for werewolf pack loyalty, she'd happily sell her friends down the river for useful information.
"Hayley." Damon announced a low husk to his voice as he glanced over to his girlfriend who was still deadly quiet, that made him more worried than anything, her not reacting to anything. "Tyler Lockwood's old friend. Ah, I knew she was shady. Where'd Katherine find her?" He looked down at the Hunter again wanting more information from him.
Gulping Galen replied. "New Orleans. That's all I know." He promised, not showing any sign that he was lying.
"Ah. Good." Damon muttered nodding his head as he removed the dagger from its dangerous close quarters to the Hunter's neck. "Let's throw him in the well. If he starves to death, it's not our fault." He found a loop-hole in the death of the Hunter without the curse being thrown on top. "We'll go find Bonnie." The raven-black haired vampire promised looking over at his girlfriend who only nodded.
Rebekah blinked a couple of times before she replied sharply. "We've got a lead on the cure, Damon. I thought that was what you cared about. Grace being human again." She hushed her voice knowing that the younger vampire could still hear her from where she was sitting in silence.
"Not if it's not what she wants." Damon growled back angrily. "You want the cure. You go find it yourself. You're the only one who still want it, Rebekah." He hissed before walking over to his brunette lover who was already on her feet ready to go, they took off into the forest close as the blonde turned back to the Hunter smiling at him, he gave a tight smile back not looking forward to the torture that was about to happen.
Both the young witch and Shane were walking through the overgrown woods, he was speaking to her whilst she was trying to get her head around everything that had happened and was going to happen, bringing people back from the dead wasn't natural, but she couldn't just let Jeremy be dead.
"We got to get you home if you're gonna help Silas raise the dead." Shane started, breaking the Bennett from her train of thought, she creased her eye brows looking over at him with a half confused half angry look on her face.
Sighing the girl answered. "I don't understand what I can do."
"Well, Silas can't do magic." He explained first as they continued to walk. "He was a witch, but after he became immortal, that ended. He can be a witch or a vampire, but never both. That's why I've been teaching you Expression, so you can do his work for him." He added and she frowned still confused.
"What? How?"
The Professor stopped and faced her. "Using the power of three massacres." That was why he had killed all of those people. Well not him personally, but he had set the wheels in motion. "Each massacre of 12 marks the earth with power, and you can use Expression to tap into that power." He informed her as she did the maths in her head.
"Three?" She questioned and Shane nodded. "You've had 36 people killed?" She was disgusted, all of that killing and murder just so he could see his family again, Bonnie was beginning to see how selfish he truly was, what he was willing to risk or who he was willing to kill just so he could be whole with his family once more.
"No." He scoffed shaking his head giving her a gentle look. "I've had 24 people killed – 12 humans at the Young farm, 12 hybrids. You and I are gonna complete the triangle." He announced making her look over at him surprised.
Taken back she questioned. "We're what?"
"Look, there needs to be another massacre, but it's ok." He looked at her with sincerity in his eyes. "They're gonna come back. It's worth it." He promised, she couldn't believe him, she couldn't believe that once she actually trusted him perhaps more than her friends, now he was this evil murderer.
Angrily she spat back. "I'm not helping you kill 12 people, Shane."
Reaching out furiously he grabbed her arm with a tight, uncomfortable grip. "Won't you, if it meant you could see Jeremy again, your grams, everybody you or your friends have ever lost? I think you would." He was just playing on her emotions now trying to persuade her into saying 'yes'.
"No." She yanked her arm from his grip before she took off into the forest, even if she was lost in there at least he couldn't find her either, he had clearly lost the plot. Not looking where she was going she tripped on a root that was upturned falling onto her stomach with a sound of displeasure.
Looking up slightly dizzy from her tumble she saw a bloody body laying in front of her, she immediately recognised his face. Jeremy. "Bonnie?" He whispered clear amount of pain in his voice. "It hurts." She moved towards him. "Help me." He begged and quickly she was crawling her way towards him.
"I can help you. I'll help you. I can help you." She promised in a raspy voice as she placed both of her hands onto his chest about to preform CPR on him but the wind began to swirl violently around them, shielding her eyes from the dust fluttering around in the air she began to concentrate deeply on bringing him back until she suddenly felt cold ground under her small hands. "No." She whispered as she swiped at the ground.
Approaching her Shane's delicate voice interrupted her searching. "He asked you to help him, didn't he?" Almost as if he had seen the entire scene. "He needs your help. You can do this, Bonnie. You know you can." He encouraged her.
Taking a long minute she looked up at him with glassy eyes that were filled with determination. "I'll do whatever it takes." She promised.
Mystic Falls
Pulling a blanket respectfully over the deceased Hunter's face Meredith walked from the room to see the younger Salvatore on the staircase adjusting pictures that had been bashed around from the fight with Kol doing his best to make the place look a little better than it had been before, he glanced over as the Doctor adjusted the thermostat down.
"I'm bumping the A/C." She announced thoughtfully. "We're not gonna be able to leave him in there much longer." Stefan understood that, he could smell the Gilbert's rotting flesh, it almost made him want to wretch.
"Yeah, I know." He whispered as he took a seat on the top step of the stairs, resting his elbows on his knees. "I've been alive for almost two centuries now. You'd think with the amount of people that I've seen die, it would hurt less each time. Never does." He shook his head, she understood, she was a Doctor, she saw people die on a daily basis. Something she had in common with the Salvatore obviously. His compassion.
"No." She answered. "No, it never does." She added as she took a seat next to him. "I see this everyday. Sometimes I think that denial is the worst part for people like us, because we know the truth." The short haired woman glanced over to him. "We can see they're on a collision course with it, and all we can do is brace outside for impact." She explained expertly and he nodded in agree.
Just then his phone rang in his pocket, she gave him a nod to say it was ok for him to answer it. Standing up he looked down at his phone to see the caller ID was his brother. Answering it question he asked. "Did you find them?"
"I found Grace." He announced and the younger brother let out a breath of relief, as least she was alive, they could deal with any emotional implications when they get home. "She's quiet. Too quiet. She won't talk to me, Stef." He added and he sighed heavily. "But she's alive... She's alive and that's all that matters. How's your side holding up?"
"Elena's losing it, Damon." He answered shoving his hand into his pocket, leaning back against the wall. "We can do what we can to delay things here, but we've got to get Jeremy to the morgue before it gets ugly."
"Damn it. I can't... I can't keep dragging Grace around here and not let her see Jeremy before... Everything. But I... I can't show up without Bonnie." He was really in a catch 22 situation and he hated it more than anything, Stefan was cursing himself feeling so useless just being back at home.
Taking a moment the younger brother came to a conclusion. "I think you have to." Stefan replied regretfully, shaking his head gently. "You never know what's gonna happen. Grace and Elena might be pull together through this. They need each other, Damon. She needs to be here."
The Island
Taking a moment Damon nodded before he answered. "I'm on my way." Hanging up he turned around to look at his girlfriend who was standing there on her own, arms wrapped around herself slightly shivering, he crossed the small distance between them placing his hand on her shoulder before she suddenly turned around with a dark look in her eyes knocking his hand away.
"Don't. Don't touch me. Don't comfort me. I don't deserve it." She hissed aggressively before yanking off the leather jacket Fayth had exchanged with her for her own clothes. "I... I can't wear this anymore. Not in knowing that murderer wore it!" She growled ripping the fabrics hysterically.
"Grace. Gracie. Grace. Stop." He hissed grabbing both of her arms looking down at her, he understood why she didn't want to wear the clothes, they weren't exactly her style plus they had the Petrova's scent all over them, he stroked her face but she broke out of his grip again turning away from him. "Grace."
When a body emerged from the brush in front of them they were both surprised, Bonnie stood there with a shell-shocked look on her face, she looked at Grace with a sorrow filled look before tilting her head sympathetically, the brunette let tears drop down her cheeks as the witch crossed over and pulled her into a loving hug, stroking her knotted hair.
"I'm here now. It's ok. Shane led the way." She whispered clutching onto her smaller friend tight nodding her head. "He told me what to do. I can help you, Grace. I can bring Jeremy back." The vampire went stiff in her arms at the statement.
Mystic Falls
Matt's truck pulled up outside of the high school, they both climb out and he led her over to the small area at the back of the school known to the pupils at the 'stoner pit' it was where some students went to ditch classes and get high. Elena knew that her brother used to hang out there when their parents died, it was how he chose to deal with their loss, not that she agreed with it.
"You brought me to the stoner pit?"
Reaching out he took her hand, missing the feel of her but hiding it in his facial expressions as he replied. "I want you to see something." Leading her towards a wall of the school which was covered with graffiti, pushing a broken desk out-of-the-way he reveal a piece of graffiti which stood out in bold yellow letters, the word 'Vicki'
Elena read it aloud. "Vicki." That was Matt's older sister, the one that had died because she was an out of control vampire, it had been a sad story with Matt losing the only relative that really cared about him.
"Remember when Jer was so into my sister?" He questioned looking over at his best friend with a chuckle on his lips, little Jeremy Gilbert had a big old crush on Vicki Donovan and he didn't care who knew it, even thought Vicki was in a relationship with Tyler at the time, even that didn't stop him.
Smiling Elena announced. "When our parents died. It was his rebel phase." She laughed a little, it felt good to be with her human friend, it took her back to times that still hurt but were more simple.
"I found this after Vick died." He informed her with a small grin, he remembered his sister for what she was, not what she had become. "It made me smile... And this." He led her over to another part of the wall where he revealed another piece of graffiti to her which read. 'J + V'.
Smiling again the vampire read it aloud. "Jeremy and Vicki. Did he do that?" She would be surprised if he did, art had been one of his passions, something he was actually incredibly talented at. Elena always thought he would be a famous artist one day, she held such high hopes for him it hurt to see that all washed away.
Matt nodded in response before he told her. "After they found Vick's body, I remember thinking that things didn't feel over, you know, that there was no possible way that she could be gone forever. And then she wasn't." He was referring to the time when his older sister had been a part of his life once more, but that time as a ghost. "My point is, this town, this crazy-ass world we live in, sometimes not being willing to accept that someone is gone, is because maybe they're not... At least not completely."
"Is that really what you believe?" She whispered looking up at him, being someone who had lost loved ones she valued his opinion, and as he was a best friend of hers was even better.
"Yes."
"If I compelled you to tell me the truth, is that what you would say?" It wasn't a threat rather an interesting view on his statement, was he telling her the truth about how he truly felt about losing people or just trying to make her feel better and give her some kind of hope that her brother could one day return.
Taking a moment the human wasn't sure if that was his hand on heart answer, he came to a conclusion and said. "I would tell you that it's ok to have hope... Because sometimes that all that keeps me going."
Smiling sadly the brunette replied. "Thanks, Matt." Their compassionate moment was interrupted by the sound of Elena's cell phone ringing. Digging it out of her pocket she answered it and held it to her ear. "Stefan?" She was happy to hear from her lover, perhaps something had happened with Jeremy or better they might have found Bonnie.
"Hey." Stefan replied his voice was soft and so loving it made her stomach squeeze. "Damon found Grace and Bonnie." A look of relief washed over her face as she heard that. "The plane is there waiting for them when they get off the island. They'll be home in a few hours."
"Thank God." Elena whispered making Matt look over at her eagerly to know what was going on with their small little supernatural family. "How is Bonnie? Is she alright?"
"Yeah, he said she's fine. Listen, Elena. You might have been right. There might be something." He hated getting her hopes up but he thought she had a right to know the truth, plus Bonnie wouldn't lie about something so crucial, if she thought she could do something she was one to make sure it happened.
"She knows what to do, doesn't she?"
"Let's just see what she says when she gets home, ok?" Stefan replied to her keeping his voice level as he heard her breathing increase in excitement and relief.
"Ok." The brunette let out a small breath. "We'll be home soon. I love you." Before the older vampire could reply she hung up and shoved her phone back in her pocket trying to hide the excited look on her face, she was gonna get her brother back and that was all she cared about.
The Island
The blonde original threw a tied up Vaughn on the cold, hard ground of the lower chamber of the well hard along with his pack of many weapons he would use on her if he had the chance, but she wasn't about to let him.
"You know, if you're smart, you'll use the cure to kill Silas." His rough Scottish voice coughed as she glared down at him, as if she was gonna fall for it that easily, he could scream and shout all he wanted she didn't give a damn about Silas only the cure.
"Kill Silas is your supernatural destiny, not mine." She answered as she turned to walk away more than willing to let him rot there now that he had given her all of the information on Fayth and Katherine Petrova that she would need to find them and the cure.
"Alright, ok." Galen replied carelessly making her listen. "Well, you be careful up there, you know, 'cause he's up there, running about." He told her, a certain amount of truth to his voice that she couldn't ignore.
Turning around, her blonde locks swishing over her shoulder she replied. "You sure about that?" She never believed that he was ever there she just figured that he was myth made up by witch circles around the world.
"You don't believe me? Check my pack." Vaughn answered almost cockily, the blonde crossed over and looked at his pack, of course it could have been a trap but she was overly curious now, unzipping his back she reached inside to pull out an ancient, broken mask. Inspecting it carefully she wasn't even sure she knew what it was, and she was usually fairly skilled with artefacts.
"I found it in the chamber where he lay." The Hunter purred out making the blonde looked down at him surprised. "They say no one has seen him. No one knows his face. How do you hide from the devil when you don't know what he looks like?" He concluded expertly before continuing. "Who knows? Maybe I'm him." She gulped nervously. "Mark my words, if you don't use the cure to kill him, doesn't matter if you're human or vampire. You're doomed. We all are." He spat.
After a moment of staring at the mask for a moment longer the original dropped it to the floor with a long clang that filled the room before speeding out of the cave at supernatural speed, the Hunter called after her. "Good luck to you, lass. You've all brought this upon yourselves! May you rot in it!" He laughed loudly.
Mystic Falls
Outside of the Gilbert house the young blonde vampire was holding her phone in the car contemplating calling her boyfriend she knew he must have been running still but she just wanted to talk to him. Climbing out she paced around for a moment before dialling his number again, it went to voicemail once more.
"Tyler, it's me again. So I was thinking about it, and you probably ditched your phone, which is the smartest thing that you could do." No matter how much it hurt her not to talk to him at least Klaus couldn't track him through phone calls. "So I don't know when you're gonna get this, but things were looking kind of bleak for a minute, and – I don't know – maybe they're starting to turn around. So when you get this, call me back, and I'll tell you everything." She promised before hanging up, sliding her phone back in her pocket.
At that very moment the blonde heard a car pull up behind her, turning around she saw three people climbing out of the car. Bonnie, Grace and Damon were home finally, safe and sound back in Mystic Falls. The young witch was already walking towards her embracing Caroline in a tight hug as they caught up and made sure each other were ok.
"Gracie." Damon whispered as he reached forward and grabbed her wrist turning her around to face him, she was reluctant to look up into his icy blue orbs but when she did she felt her lower lip shake. "Grace, I really want you to brace yourself just in case Bonnie's plan doesn't work out." He told her in a light voice before leaning down and pecking her lips. "I'm just so glad that you're ok."
The brunette was feeling pretty down, she was treating Damon like he was a stranger just because she didn't feel as if she deserved his love or sympathy. He cupped her cheek, tilting his head and planted a firm kiss on her lips, that was his promise to her that everything was going to be alright. She looked up at him one final time before nodding gently and taking off towards the house.
Caroline watched as the smaller vampire made her way towards the porch, looking back over at Damon he sighed heavily leaning against his car for a long moment before looking over at the blonde. "Could you get Stefan out here?" He questioned in a calm voice, he was doing his best to keep everything together for Grace, but his patience was wearing thin. The younger vampire went to question him on why but he cut her off with. "Caroline, I need to talk to my brother." His eyes flickered over the witch who was still standing there informing her that it was about Bonnie.
The Island, hours earlier
Taking a long minute she looked up at him with glassy eyes that were filled with determination. "I'll do whatever it takes." She promised. "Whatever you ask of me, I'll do it." She was more than willing to do anything to bring Jeremy back, she couldn't help but feel like it was her fault that he was gone, like she could have done something.
The Professor knelt down opposite her looking at the distort look on her face. "Then you will see him again." He promised nodding his head and she looked up at him waiting orders or more information. "There are just a few things we have to do first." He told her surely and the witch just nodded her head, like she had said she would do whatever it takes.
Mystic Falls, present
All of the young supernaturals were in the Gilbert house placed strategically around the dinning room table. The room was dimly lighted and the air was thick with tension as the twins sat opposite each other at either ends of the table. Each time the smaller brunette would look up she would catch the sharp glare of Elena leaving the guilt lying heavily on her chest, almost making it hard for her to breathe.
The Bennett witch was sitting opposite Caroline who was placed next to the only human, Matt as they continued to speak about the witch's big plan to bring back Jeremy and make their family whole again. "It's called an Expression triangle. I need to complete it for Silas." She explained and the two looked at her surprised, from what they had heard of Silas was an old, terrifying supernatural creature.
"What?" He questioned, he didn't' like the sound of his friend working for this mysterious man who even an Original vampire was fearful of, but more than that she couldn't just kill 12 innocent people just to bring back one person, even if that person was important. "Bonnie, you can't kill 12 people."
"I know it sounds crazy, but it's the only way to get enough power." She answered trying to reason with them as the two blonde's just stared back at her from where they were sat, they were still confused to the entire plan that she was more than willing to go ahead with.
Caroline looked at her with wide eyes. "To do what?"
Just outside of the house, Stefan and Damon were stood out of hearing range from the other supernaturals. The older brother was explaining how Bonnie had been completely different the entire flight home since him and Grace had found her in the forest. "She's out of her mind, Stefan. The nutty Professor's got her completely brainwashed." He accused with a hard look on his face.
The Island, hours earlier
Shane moved slightly closer as he continued to tell the story as Bonnie's ancestor and Silas and further explain what they had to do. "When Silas was buried by the witch Qetsiyah, she left him with the cure and two choices – stay immortal and rot, or take the cure and eventually die in there of old age."
The Bennett witch creased her eye brows as she looked back at it, wanting to rot in a cave for eternity didn't exactly make sense to her, dying seemed more peaceful. "He's been trapped in there for 2,000 years. At some point wouldn't death by old age have been... better?" She questioned reasonably.
Shaking his head quickly the Professor answered. "No because, you see, Qetsiyah had already one-upped him. She knew that he wanted to die so that he could find peace, be reunited with his one true love. So she created the Other Side as a purgatory for all supernatural beings, ensuring that if he died, he'd end up there forever." This ancestor of Bonnie's was incredibly smart, she seemed to think one step ahead of every one of them, including Silas. "That's where you come in."
Her mouth turned into a frown. "Why me?" Surely any witch would do, considering Expression could be accessed by any witch it would make sense that he could get any of them to do it for him.
"Because you, as Qetsiyah's descendant, can make the Other Side go away." He informed her and she shook her head clearly confused, that was incredibly big as for someone to ask of her, take away the Other Side that her ancestor had created to keep an immortal from passing through it and finding peace with his true love.
"How?"
Mystic Falls, present
Damon growled as he continued. "I mean, the whole flight back home, all she was saying to Grace was how she was the one that could drop the veil between this side and the Other Side." He told his brother, he hated how the witch was spilling all that nonsense to his girlfriend and that she was so willing to believe anything at that moment.
"Drop the veil?" Stefan creased his eye brows, he had been alive for a long time and never before had he heard of that saying. "What does that even mean?" He questioned hoping for his brother to elaborate.
The raven-black haired vampire quickly answered his brother. "What it means is, the myth about Silas being able to raise the dead is not just one, or some. It's every supernatural being over there." He informed him in a thick voice, there were many people on the Other Side that would want most of his families head's served on a silver platter.
They all continued to listen to Bonnie's insane plan about letting Silas over to the Other Side so that he could be with the one person that he truly loved, none of the three talking seemed to notice the wordless conversation going on between the Gilbert twins between them all.
"Once the veil is dropped, the Other Side doesn't exists anymore." Bonnie continued making the blonde's look over at her confused. "There's nothing separating us. We're all just one." The words didn't sound like her own, like that had been forced there by another person, most probably Atticus.
The older Salvatore held up three long fingers. "Three massacres, three hot spots, and the witch spell of the century, and every supernatural being over there is back with a vengeance." That was the last thing that he wanted to have all of those back over in their world, so many would want just him dead. Lexi, Kol, Connor, Alaric, Jeremy, just to name a few would return, he wondered who else.
The Island, hours earlier
The Bennett witch wasn't sure that letting all the supernatural beings that had died back into their world was such a good idea. Some of them had died for good reasons because they were bad people, or power-hungry, but there was the others that had been caught up in horrible tragedies. "I can't do that." She concluded.
"What?" Shane looked at her suddenly, he was sure he had won her over onto his side. "Oh no. Yes, you can." He told her in a thick voice moving even closer to her. "All the witches, your ancestors who've been persecuted throughout time, your grams, Jeremy, they'll all be back." He tried convincing her once more as she frowned about to back out once more before he quickly added. "You can do this." He paused a sickening smile crawling across his lips. "You will do this."
Mystic Falls, present
Caroline slammed her hands on the dark wood table lightly. "Bonnie, you're talking like a crazy person." She hissed at her, even if it meant bringing Jeremy back surely it wasn't worth killing a dozen people or bringing back every angry dead supernatural being that hadn't found peace and passed over. "You are not killing 12 people, and you sure as hell can't invite every monster who has ever died into this world."
Rolling his dark blue eyes gently the only human there answered. "Caroline, I think she knows that." Bonnie wasn't an idiot, she knew the complications that was coming with her spell.
As they continued to argue amongst themselves the twins continued to just stare wordlessly at each other. Grace's eyes were willed with such sorrow and guilt, tears lining the rims of her eyes and Elena's were filled with tears also but her rich brown orbs were filled with hurt and despise.
"I can do it." Bonnie informed them all with such admirable determination in her voice, if it didn't leave them in such mortal danger the others might have agreed, but it seemed not worth it. "I have the power. We can bring everyone back – Jeremy, Alaric, Heidi, Vicki." All of their faces twisted in pain at the sound of their loved ones that were sadly no longer with them.
"Bonnie, stop it." The blonde barked back with a hard look on her face, the witch wasn't taking into account the delicate situation they were dealing with, the Gilbert's had lost their brother, the only thing holding them together and now Bonnie was bringing up others that they had lost just to add to the sadness. "You can't just say these things."
"It's gonna be fine-" The Bennett was cut off by the loud ring of the house phone from behind her on the counter. Both of the twins jolted breaking away from their intense stare off and both of them jumped as if to answer the phone, the cold look that Elena gave her sister told her to sit back down and with that, like an obedient puppy, she did.
"Hello?" She picked up the phone off the receiver just as both of the Salvatore's entered the house, she didn't know who she expected to hear on the other end, but she certainly wasn't expecting to hear from April Young anytime soon.
"Elena?" The raven-black haired girl questioned, she thought that the vampire sounded odd, but just let it pass. "It's April... Young." She announced awkwardly before continuing. "Um, I was looking for Jeremy, his cell phone keeps going straight to voicemail." She told her, Elena's eyes darted across the room to Grace who was now standing waiting to hear how her sister would respond.
"Jeremy can't come to the phone right now. He's not-" She was going to say that he wasn't feeling well, but she would be lying to the girl, she knew it was time to face the truth. The taller twin's eyes went dark. "I'm sorry. He's dead." She told her before slamming the phone back down on the receiver before looking over at her sister. "Come with me."
The smaller girl seemed hesitant as every set of eyes in the room went straight to her, she took a breath before stepping forward to follow her sister up the stairs, Elena was already half way up, Damon reached out and grabbed her wrist turning her back to look at him. "Do you want me to go with you?" He questioned but the brunette shook her head gently. "Just don't do anything you'll regret, alright?" He wasn't warning her just looking out for her.
Nodding her head the small girl walked up the stairs, she looked through the banister to see that her twin was waiting with her arms crossed over her chest, walking timidly into the room they were both standing there for a long moment, staring at the white blanket that had been pulled over Jeremy's deceased body, a horrid smell filling their nostrils but not really caring at the point just pushing it out of their minds.
"Do it." Elena whispered, still a stoney exterior to her voice but a soft edge. "Pull it back." She demanded as the smaller brunette stepped forward gulping looking down at the lump that was lying under the thin blanket, she wasn't sure what to expect when she pulled back the blanket and only noticed that her hand was trembling when she reached to pull it back, as the hem pulled back over his face they saw it was still in perfect condition.
"He's dead." The taller girl whispered, Grace spun around to look at her seeing tears welling up in her eyes. "He's dead, Grace, he's dead, and he's been dead this entire time, and I..." Her hand flung up to her face to cover her mouth as if she was about to vomit. "I can smell him. How long has he smelled like that?" The smaller vampire wasn't even sure if she could deal with her own emotions at the moment, let alone have to pick her sister up too.
"I... Elena..."
"How could you let this happen?" She hissed moving towards her, the brunette was taken back for a second, staring at her. "How?" Elena pressed but her sister was still at a complete loss for words. "You just let Fayth walk all over you!" She growled at her, it felt as if she had been stake directly into her heart. "Ok. Ok. We – we have to – we have to take care of his body. Bring his downstairs."
"We shouldn't-"
"You don't get a say in what we do with him. This is your fault." She hissed at her before hurrying downstairs, leaving Grace looking at the youngest Gilbert's body with tears streaking down her cheeks.
Damon passed the taller twin on the stairs, giving her a hard look as he walked into the room to see the back of Grace, her shoulders were shaking and filled with such tension. He moved across the room to touch her lower back, she flinched at the slightly touch but he moved towards her. "I'm sorry." He leaned down and kissed the base of her throat, he could hear her sniffling and trying to find the words. "She doesn't mean it."
"Y-yes, she does." Grace whimpered back as she moved away from him. "Of course she means it, otherwise she wouldn't have said it. This is how she has always felt about me, but she's only telling me now because her emotions have been heightened with her transformation." She hiccupped out as he moved towards her again to comfort her but she shook her head. "I don't... I don't deserve it Damon. Can you just help me get Jeremy's body downstairs?" He nodded his head immediately.
As Elena reached the bottom of the stairs she saw that people were missing, Bonnie and Matt to be specific. "Where's Bonnie?"
"We told Matt to take her home. We thought it'd be best." Stefan answered before walking towards her, seeing the crazed look in her eyes. Obviously being vampires they had heard everything that had happened between Grace and Elena, the fight, the blame, everything. "Elena, I know this hurts right now, but blaming your sister for this isn't the way-"
"Well it is her fault, Stefan!" Elena hissed back just as they heard people reach the last step of the stairs, there was a gasp of pain from the smaller vampire. "It's her fault. She should have done something. She should have stopped her. If she had even tried then Jeremy would still be alive." She hissed looking over at her sister.
Grace blinked a couple of times, at a loss for words, unable to think straight. Damon was so busy holding Jeremy's dead body he couldn't even catch her hand to try to stop her from zipping out of the house, accidentally knocking a picture of both Elena and Jeremy onto the floor with a loud smash.
Placing the youngest Gilbert down on the couch Damon looked over towards the door before glaring over to his girlfriend's twin, a dark look in his eyes but when Stefan stepped in front of her he stopped and growled under his breath. Elena didn't waste anytime in walking over to the kitchen crouching down to begin to dig through a cupboard. "Ok, we're gonna have to do this the old-fashioned way."
"Do what?" Caroline asked as her friend continued to search the cabinets for an unknown object. "Elena? Elena, you need help finding something?"
The brunette jumped up holding a bottle of lighter fluid, everyone seemed surprised that she had opted for that. "What are you doing?" Stefan questioned from across the room as she began to squirt it around.
"We need a cover story, right?" Elena barked back her voice becoming high and emotional. "You think I didn't hear you guys talking earlier? Well, what are we gonna say – animal attack, 'tumbled down the stairs'? No. We burn the house with him inside of it." She told them all as she continued to squirt the fluid around the living room.
Stefan stepped forward. "Elena, stop it."
"Why? Because you want me not to be in denial? You want me to face the truth? This is the truth, Stefan. I don't want to live here anymore. I don't want these sketches." She squirted the fluid over the sketches that Jeremy had done before kicking his Xbox. "I don't want this Xbox." She spat as she threw the empty bottle to the floor walking over to the cabinet reaching inside and grabbing Alaric's left over bottle's of bourbon. "Not gonna need this bourbon anymore. Alaric's not here to drink it, I mean, unless you guys are willing to bring back every supernatural creature on the Other Side to get him back." Her glare went over to Damon as he breathed heavily from across the room. "Would you? I know you want your drinking buddy back. Would you, Damon? Because I wouldn't."
Splashing Jeremy's body with the thick smelling liquid they all watched her like she was slowly going insane. "I don't know, I mean, does that make me a bad person? I... I have no idea." She pulled off the Gilbert ring that was laying on her brothers finger and threw it to Stefan with a hurt look on her face. "He's not gonna need that anymore."
"Elena, stop it. You're scaring me!" Caroline pleaded from where she was standing behind the younger Salvatore.
Picking up a picture on the fireplace mantle she looked at it for a long second, one of those rare pictures that they had got of Jeremy, Grace and herself. "What else are we supposed to do with the body, Caroline? I mean, there's no – there's no room in the Gilbert family plot." She threw the frame across the room smashing it onto the ground. "Jenna and – and John took the last spots." She launched the empty bottle of bourbon against the wall making it shatter into tiny shards before grabbing a match and lighting it.
"No, no, Elena. Stop." Stefan begged her.
"There's nothing here for me anymore, Stefan." Elena hollered back her voice even higher than before. "Every inch of this house is filled with memories of people that I loved that have died – my mom, my dad, Jeremy, and Jenna, Alaric, John, Grace." At the mention of the last name Damon growled loudly. "She's gone, Damon! She's not who she was!" Elena screamed at him and he took a step away not wanting to hurt the girl when she was in such a delicate state. "Everyone is dead. So what am I supposed to – I mean, how am I gonna – I can't even – There's nothing left for me – ah!" She screamed as the match began to lick its flames at her finger tips.
Dropping the wooden stick it began to trickle to the floor, but Stefan was too fast, speeding across the room to catch it before it could ignite the flames. "Elena, you need to calm down." His voice was so gentle and light.
"No, no, no, I can't. I can't. I can't. I-" She fell to her knees holding her chest in pain. "No. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. Just make it stop. Please make it stop. It hurts." She was sobbing loudly, everyone looked at each other with sad looks on their faces, Damon was even feeling bad for the girl, awkwardly bad.
"I can help you." Stefan whispered as he kneeled beside her. "I can help you, Elena. You just need to let me to help you." She nodded her head looking at him through glass orbs. "I'm going to get you through this, Elena. I promised." He moved toward her capturing her in his arms and holding her there as she sobbed uncontrollable into his chest. "I know. I know." He whispered kissing the top of her head as she continued to cry and moan. "Damon, go find her and help her." He ordered in a rough voice.
Grace was sobbing as she ran through the maze like forest, it felt like déjà vu to be lost in one again, but this felt like a good kind of lost like no one would ever find her and that would be ok. Stopping in a small clearing by a lake she fell to her knees crying and holding her ribs from the pain of everything. It was one thing to feel the pain of losing a relative, it was a whole other thing to be blamed for it.
Clutching her chest she was breathing deeply trying not to tremble violently before she heard footsteps approaching. "I could feel your emotions." His British accent rolled off the tongue so elegantly. She sniffled shaking her head informing him that she didn't want to talk about anything. "What happened?" Klaus whispered as he took a seat next to her on the ground.
"I just... I can't... I can't deal with Elena hating me anymore. It was my fault and I know that. But... But I didn't want... I wanted..." She whimpered more tears streaking down her cheeks. "It h-hurts trying to be strong and... and acting like I don't care when she... When she says things... But I do care. She's my own blood sister a-and she hates me." She broke down into massive sobs which broke his heart, he understood what it was like to want family to accept a person yet just to be pushed away in the process. "I can't keep pretending to be strong. I can't. I can't. I can't."
Moving slightly closer to her he placed his hand on her back, rubbing up and down trying to calm her but at a loss for word. "I know this hurts-"
"It hurts... Everything hurts so much... Ah... Nik, it hurts." She hiccuped holding her chest as she continued to sob, his hand clutched around her shirt. In his eyes there was only one solution to dealing with this pain and hurt and that was not dealing with it. "Please. H-help me. Please make it stop. It hurts." Grace whimpered looking up at him with immeasurable pain and grief on her face. "Make it stop. Please."
Cupping her face he looked deeply into her eyes, stroking her strayed chocolate-brown locks back off her face. "I can help you." He whispered, she was letting in painfully short breaths trying to hold back her sobs. "I want you to let me help you. I can help you." He reiterated, he would get in a lot of trouble, but he knew it was the right thing to do. "Turn it off." She looked at him for a long moment. "Just turn it off, and everything will go away. You won't care what people think about you anymore. You won't have to pretend to be anything, you'll just be you, the real you. You'll be free to do whatever you want to do. That's what you have to do. It's what I want you to do. Just turn it off."
He watched in amazement as the pain faded from her face, almost washing away in a split second turning into a person he had never seen before. Her eyes cold and emotionless as she just looked back at him, the light leaving her very being almost as if something had died inside of her. Her compassion, her innocent, her loving, tender nature all gone in that very moment.
After seeing that Stefan had his girlfriend completely handled the young blonde vampire went home. Sitting in her bed she was looking down at her phone for a long minute before dialling Tyler's number once more, she figured he had a right to know what was going on back home even if he couldn't be there.
"Hey, it's me." She paused for a long couple of seconds. "Look, I hate to leave this on your voicemail, but I think that you need to know. Jeremy's dead, Tyler. I'm so sorry. I thought that you would call and I could tell you, but then you didn't, so – Just call me when you get this, ok? I need you, and there's no way that yesterday was the last time that I'm ever going to see you or talk to you. It can't be. So just... Call me, Tyler. Please." She whispered, she was so desperate to be with him again, she had to be, she loved him too much to just let him go.
Hanging up she placed her phone lightly on the night side table and curled up in her bed hugging a pillow into her chest trying to find warmth in her lonely bed.
Matt's truck pulled up outside of the Bennett house to drop his friend off, she glanced over at him and stated. "It's gonna be ok, Matt, you'll see." She nodded her head and he frowned a little tightening his hands on the steering wheel. "I'll bring him back." She promised putting her hand on the door handle.
"Get some sleep, Bon. We'll talk tomorrow." He answered as she climbed out of his truck shutting the door firmly behind her before beginning to walk up to her porch searching her bag for her keys as she heard the roar of Matt's truck engine pull away.
Just as she fished her keys from the bottom of her bag she heard a pair of footsteps from behind her. "Did you tell them?" Shane's voice came out, she looked over at him explaining that they were sceptical about her doing the spell. "Oh, they're just scared. They're afraid to believe."
Nodding gently she understood that, but she had another question on her mind. The people on the Young farm were only humans, dropping the veil brings all the supernatural beings back, nothing was mentioned about humans. "You know, I've been thinking. You said if I dropped the veil on the Other Side, that the dead'll return, but that's only for the supernatural. What about the 12 people that died on the Young farm?"
Shaking his head Shane replied. "They were a necessary sacrifice, for the greater good. They've passed on. They've found peace. That's all anyone wants. That's all Silas wants. We'll do this together, you and I. We are the beginning." He concluded with a sure nod.
The Island
It was the dead of night as Rebekah was making her way back through the cold, dark forest the only light was the moon and her flashlight which was dimming due to it running low on battery. Hearing various animal noises in the distance spooked her into walking faster where she almost tripped over a large object.
"Blast it." She cursed looking behind her to see that the lump was wearing clothes, creasing her eye brows she moved closer to see that it was a dead body. Gripping it tight she moved it over to see the bloody face of Shane staring back at her. "Shane." She whispered as she shone the light over his body to see that his leg was still bloody and so were his clothes.
Straightening back up she went to walk around him but when something suddenly grabbed her ankle she let out a small shriek looking back down to see Shane's eyes opened wide. "Silas." He growled.
Mystic Falls
Matt couldn't help it anymore, dragging his steering wheel over to the left bumping his truck up on the side of the road he let the tears finally fall. Seeing his friend Bonnie in such a state, Elena and Grace's fighting and Jeremy's death was just pilling up inside of him and was suddenly hitting him in one emotional bulk.
Resting his head on the steering wheel he let it all out in the safety of his truck, letting the tears flow down his face so easily. Losing Jeremy hurt, they were just beginning to get close, someone he could actually confide in as a friend and now he had lost him too and that hurt so much. He felt totally and utterly alone.
"I'm not this girl anymore, Stefan." Elena told her boyfriend as they stood on the porch of the Gilbert house, she was still holding the box of matches. "I'm not the girl you met all those years ago who wore converse and wrote in a journal. I'm not her and I need to leave her behind." She whispered and he nodded his head. "Jeremy... Jeremy died in a fire."
"You can't go back once you've done this, Elena. This is it." He told her finally, to answer his question she struck a match and threw it into the house making it fall onto the waiting lighter fluid. "Let me take you home." He held out his hand for her as he watch tears falling down her face, her shoulders shaking as she watched her childhood home slowly go up in flames.
As Damon walked into the boarding house he called out. "Grace?" There was no response, frowning he walked further in checking every room until he saw a shadow in the library, walking further in, his girlfriend was standing there in front of the fireplace looking down into it whilst nursing a glass of bourbon. "There you are. Glass of bourbon, you read my mind."
"I am a telepath." She answered, there was something different about her voice, more snarky and quick to respond, he frowned shrugging it off before moving forward pouring himself a glass before walking towards her shoving his hand into his pocket looking at her as her gaze continued to stare into the fireplace.
Something was wrong, he knew it, he could feel it in his gut. "Where did you go?" He questioned in a light voice, it wasn't a stupid question, even if she was freshly out of the shower in a new set of clothes he had seen her boots at the entrance, they were covered in mud and he was willing to bet that her clothes were too, or rather Fayth's were. "Look, I know you're upset about what Elena said-"
"I don't give a damn about what Elena said. I don't give a damn about Elena. I just generally don't give a damn." She answered looking up at him a smile creeping over her face, he tilted his head looking into her eyes, they weren't holding the same light he had seen in them only days ago.
"Grace, what have you done?" He questioned and she turned around about to walk away when he suddenly grabbed her wrist making her turn to him with the same careless look in her eyes that he recognised all to well from his own personal experience. "Have you...?"
"Turned off that pesky humanity switch? Why yes, I have." She answered smirking, he shook his head as she ran her fingers through his hair before tapping her hand against his cheek. "Stop looking so grumpy, Salvatore. This will be a good thing. I won't be a push over anymore." She told him as she grabbed a bottle of bourbon off the side twisting the cap off throwing it to the floor and then taking a long swig before grinning widely at her boyfriend. "This is going to be so much fun."
A/N
Alright, so here's another chapter, this one was pretty intense and there was some Drace and Klace scenes thrown in there which I hope you enjoyed :') I'm actually looking forward to seeing how Grace will acted without her humanity, I'm not sure how you feel about it, I hope you're excited too :)
I'm not entirely sure what this means for Damon and Grace's relationship, or Klaus and Grace's thing they have going on, but no humanity means no emotions which means she doesn't exactly feel anything for anyone, so you're gonna have to be a little patient with her and don't take anything overly means she says to heart, please :)
I really hope that you enjoyed this chapter and I'm sorry about the late updates, I've been trying to get on track, but things have been a little busy but I'm planning to get back on schedule for anything.
If you did like then review, fave and alert, tell me what you're looking forward to seeing in no humanity Grace :) And thank you so much to everything that reviewed last chapter, they really spurred me on to write more, so thank you :)
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Answers and responses below :)
TheSalvatoreChick – Uh, I have a youtube account, but I don't upload any video's on it haha :')
Alexandra – Well, here's the chapter I hope that you enjoyed :)
Anissa – Katherine helping them would be a great idea, I'm just not so sure she would go against her sister :)
Guest – I agree, I like that idea :)
Nicole – I LOVE the ship names you came up with Brace, Koace, Grayler. I completely agree with everything you said, I even put a little Brace in this chapter :') And I never thought about Kol and Grace like that before, but now that you mention it, that actually does make a lot of sense :) And Grayler for their friendship and understanding each other totally :)
calalily123 – I agree with what you said, I just think that it would be interesting to see the kind of vampire that Grace would be without her humanity, plus it will make Elena see what kind of sister that she had before, if you get what I mean. I miss Grace and Elena too and they will become close again they just need time :)
Anne – I'm glad you agree with Grace turning it off :)
Rosa – Here's another chapter
NianTVDDelena – I'm looking forward to the torture scene now too :) It'll be interesting to see what comes of it and I think Grace will have a great time without her emotions weighing her down :)
susl – I'm glad that you like how I wrote the chapter and I do know where you stand :) I'll see what I can do about Klaus/Hayley but I like I always say I can't make any promises, what happens happens :)
alb88 – It would be interesting to see how Grace felt when she was on blood, but in my mind that was a little different that turning emotions off, because Grace always felt a sense of regret and disgust after. Elena has Stefan to get her through it, that was how I always wanted to see that situation handled, it's not gonna be easy for her, but I think Stefan can help :)
xxxRena – I'm glad that you loved it :) I think this will be good for Damon and Grace, in a weird way, at the end of it they will see that they truly need each other :)
Guest – I tried to update another chapter this week, but it's tough to write this amount, make sure it makes sense and then get it out there :) And I agree about Grace turning it off :)
kitskat - I'm glad you like Grace :') I hope you'll like who I chose to turn it off :)
Chloe – Glad you enjoyed, here's the chapter :)
Nymartian – Fayth and Katherine are the Queens of the vampire diaries, that's for sure :) I figured it was time for Kat to do Grace and favour :D I actually am fairly excited for the Originals, I figured it was gonna be a little different from how they made it, but I'm willing to give it a go :) How about you? Are you excited? Feel free to PM me if you wanna talk about this more :)
runawaycherry93 – There was a lot in there :') I enjoyed Katherine and Grace bonding too #Gratherine ;)
ddluzelle – Glad you enjoyed, sorry there was no signs of the twins this chapter, but that doesn't mean we won't be hearing from them soon ;)
sassy starkid potterhead girl – Aww, thank you honey, I'm glad you liked the originality :') That's really sweet and I'm glad you agree with Grace turning it off
SomebodyWhoCares – Poor Jer-bear :'( Don't worry I flipped the coin for you, it landed on Grace :)
TinyDancer395 – I know, I was actually glad to have both the Queen's back even if it was for a little while :) Fayth is very sneaky, you won't find out what she's gonna do until she wants you to know ;) Aww, thank you honey :) That's really sweet, and don't worry about the reviews :D
Mysterylove184 – I agree everything has been really piling up on Grace lately and Jeremy's death was really the last straw :D
grapejuice101 – Glad you liked the chapter :)
MsRose91 – Elena is a good choice to turn it off, but the only problem is that we've seen what it's like for Elena to have no humanity, and if you don't add a little drama to a relationship people begin to get bored with it, that's what happened last time :') I'm try to keep things fresh.
Damongirl98 - # Team Grelena :') Haha, whilst that would be a lot of fun to see them team up, it would be difficult to do, as there is only one cure and the Salvatore's would end up fighting over which twin should get it and I didn't really want that :)
Thenchick – I think Grace has been through a rough time lately and all of that does really add up, she's only one girl and there is only such much pain and guilt and hurt one person can take :) I think that was it for Grace
damongirl98 – I think that you were right this first time ;)
Whitttyyy79 – Glad you agree that Grace should turn it off :) I'm totally with you, I'm looking forward to see what the 'new' Grace will be like. I hope the reason for turning it off was justifiable
melissa2005 – I hope that you liked the decision I made overall :)
winxgirl1997 – Here's an update :)
Tvdlover87654 – Yeah, the final scene was really sad :'( Poor Jer-bear
Anissa – well, Grace turned it off, I guess we'll have to see how the boys react to it :)
David Fishwick – I'm really glad that you liked the last chapter :) I hope you liked this one too :)
FollowTheSun22 – I'm glad that you like the idea of Grace turning it off, I do too :)
Graciiee