Twisted Love
Season Four
Because the Night
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Vampire Diaries characters or story line, I only own Grace :)
New York City, 1977
A young couple were walking hand in hand down a peaceful street in the dead of night. It seemed that they were just returning home from a nice dinner or a good dance at a club either way they were speaking fondly about their night out on the town.
"You were right." The curly-haired brunette woman announced with a grateful grin on her face as she linked her arm through his moving closer to him on the chilly New York night.
The dark-haired gentleman replied. "I told you." In an amusing cocky way which made a loving smile pull over her lips as he pulled her closer, it was clear that these two were deeply in love but about to run into the worst night of their lives as they continued to make their way home to their safe beds.
The woman laughed gently as she replied. "It was really good." Obviously she was very thankful to him for introducing her to their new place that she hadn't discovered before.
"Yeah?" He glanced down at her looking into her hazel green eyes. "I'm glad you liked it." He nodded his head curly locks falling over his forehead as she reached up and swept his thick hair away for him, she replied to him that she was glad that he invited her to wherever they had been and he answered. "Do it again next weekend?"
Moving her hair over her shoulder teasingly she replied. "If you're lucky." With the added smirk which drove him wild, both their flirting was washed away by seeing a body lying face ground on the floor not moving at all, not even breathing. "Oh God." She whispered covering her mouth with her hand. "Is he... Do you think he's dead?"
"I don't know." The male replied unsurely as he took a nervous step towards the lifeless body on the floor before turning back to the woman who he had been courting. "Stay here." He told her as he looked back to see that the pavement was empty, no sign that a body had ever been there, he was startled and surprised by this.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard his date screech from behind him, turning abruptly he saw her laying on the ground now, he launching himself towards her as quick as he legs could carry him kneeling beside her to see that her neck was wounded and bloody. He was startled once again by the sound of a falling object as he turned around and raised to his feet he saw that there was no one there.
In the cold silence of the night the sound of boots came from behind him, turning he saw that someone was dwelling in the shadows. "You're that serial killer, aren't you? The Son of Sam?" He whispered obviously now knowing his fate as he watched a handsome, raven-black haired man step into view, crimson red blood streaking down his chin and his dazzling icy blue orbs sparkling under the moonlight.
It was Damon. "Son of Giuseppe, but close enough." He smirked before zipping towards him and gnawing into his neck with his deadly fangs, when the vampire was finally satisfied he dropped the body to the ground next to his date, looking at both of them before turning around nonchalantly and walking away with no hint of remorse on his face.
New York City, Present
The streets were completely packed with workers and commuters as both Grace and Damon made their way through the amazing city. Damon was holding a tone of bags, obviously he had chosen to spoiler his lover a little too much but he was just happy that she was enjoying the finer things in life, it wasn't exactly how he'd imagine they'd be travelling the world, but at least they were together and he could keep an eye on her better.
"Anywhere else you feel like going, Gracie?" He glanced over at her as she elegantly dodge between the busy people, he followed her just as easy as she touched eagerly at the items the street vendors were selling. "Sweetheart?"
The petite brunette cleared her throat as she gazed up at him. "I don't think you dragged me all the way to New York to lavish me in expensive clothing and tell me how wonderful I look, did you?" She gave him a suspicious look as they stopped in the middle of the busy pavement looking at each other trying to find a tell.
"Perhaps, but mostly I brought you to New York because in a matter of three days you managed to piss of everyone in Mystic Falls including Klaus which I thought was basically impossible when it came to you..." He replied as she smirked crossing her arms over her chest still looking up at him. "I figured that's a little more difficult to do in a city of millions."
Shrugging her shoulders she replied casually. "I was hungry."
Moving closer to her he leaned down closer to her face and corrected her firmly. "You were reckless. You know that Sheriff Forbes told me that if I didn't help get your attitude into check she would have to 'take action' that isn't a good thing, Grace. I'm not gonna tell you what you can and can't do, but I think it's good that we're here, gives Mystic Falls some time to cool off." He nodded his head.
"I wasn't reckless, I'm emotionless." She pointed to her face to show no hint of anything, no turning up of her lip into a smile, no glimmer of anything in her eyes, nothing that reminded him of the Grace he had before. "And I'm not afraid of the Sheriff and her Deputies." She narrowed her chocolate-brown orbs. "I can look after myself."
Sighing heavily the older vampire looked deeply into her eyes that were filled with determination. "Look, all that matters is that when I lived here, I fed like crazy and had a blast and went undetected for years." He informed her as a smirk pulled over her lips, it all seemed too easy Damon spoiling her with money and clothes and actual fun.
"So... We're just here to have fun?" She glanced up at him trying to read the truth off of his face, she crossed her arms over her chest. "What's the catch?" She frowned as she tried to read his mind but there was nothing there, only white noise she creased her eye brows once more. "Why can't I read your mind."
"Oh, you are a crafty little telepath." He moved towards her smirking as she growled back at him. "It's a good thing I called in a favour from one of my witches so that you could go rummaging around up here." He tapped his temple two times as she gritted her teeth. "I knew you wouldn't care about privacy anymore." The older vampire looked at her intensely. "Listen, Gracie, there is no catch. Look, you wanted out, I got you out. You wanted to feed, I brought you to a city-sized-all-you-can-eat buffet." He motioned to the people around them. "That's the beauty of New York – there's so much life that a little death goes unnoticed." Soon a smiled pulled over his girlfriends face. "C'mon, let's go get some lunch." He offered.
After the older Salvatore and his girlfriend split up for some alone time he finally decided to answer the incessant calls from his little brother. After explaining what was going on with him and Grace it left Stefan in shock as he said. "What do you mean you took her to New York?" He hissed, she was reckless and emotionless and wouldn't care if she hurt anyone in public.
"And that tone is the reason I didn't pick up the hone the first twenty time you called." Damon answered as he leaned casually against a wall stuffing his hand in his pocket. "I'm just doing what you told me to do, spoil her, taking her to New York and spending a tone of money is spoiling her. I'm keep her on my team, remember?"
Sighing heavily the younger brother began to regret telling him now, it was just letting Grace know that she would get away with murder quite literally. "Where is she now?" He asked as he took a seat on the edge of the couch leaning over to pour himself a bourbon.
"Out exploring." Damon answered vaguely as he glanced around the streets to see no signs of Grace or mayhem, they must have meant she was behaving for once. "Maybe she's eating a hot dog... vendor." He smirked as he pushed up off the wall and began to walk down the basically empty street once more.
Narrowing his eyes Stefan replied. "So I take it your search for Fayth and Katherine is off?" He assumed, if he was going to running around New York spoiling Grace and having fun then he didn't have anytime to be looking for the Petrova sisters.
"Relax, man." The raven-black haired vampire answered rolling his eyes again. "This little joyride is actually a cure hunt." He dug out the picture of himself and Will from way back in the 70s as he arrived in from of a small bar named 'Billy's' it looked a little rough around the edges but would be fine. "That vampire that Fayth sent after Hayley was a friend of mine. He lived in the city. Will go vampires fake identities, and I'm sure that those bitches were one of his clients." He informed him.
Creasing his eye brows Stefan was actually quite impressed with his older brothers detection work. "And Grace is okay with this little field trip? Just yesterday she was living the vampire high life. She's already made it pretty damn clear that she doesn't want the cure and now without humanity-"
"I didn't tell her, Stefan. She has no idea." Damon interrupted his train of thought as he leaned casually against the wall. "And she can't do her little telepath ju-ju on me either, I called in a favour from a witch I know to put a protection spell on me to stop her from rummaging around in my head, I didn't want to make it too easy for her." He informed him.
"Damon, if she finds out you're still looking for it, she'll bolt." He reminded him in a low voice watching as his lovely girlfriend walked into the room opposite from him carrying a black-bag filled with empty cups from the party, he gave her a lopsided smile as she continued to clean the messy room, that's how she was choosing to deal with everything.
"I'm aware of that, Stefan." His brother replied sharply, of course he knew what his girlfriend would do. "What I'm hoping is that she's gonna be so wasted on booze and blood that she won't even think about it." He shrugged a little.
"Don't underestimate her. We did and look what happened..." Stefan sighed as he rubbed Elena's shoulder lightly making her look down at the floor for a long couple of seconds and then returning to the cleaning which was helping keep her mind off everything.
Scoffing the icy-blue eyed vampire answered. "If I can handle you when you flipped your switch, I think I can handle her. Trust me." He replied sharply, Grace was a bit more tactful that his brother was but he was sure that he would be able to handle any of her killings or mood swings.
"Listen to me." The hazel green-eyed vampire ordered in a low voice. "She is ruthless without her humanity. The cure... The cure if the fastest way to get it back." He informed him as Elena looked over creasing her eye brows, her sister didn't want the cure and they were going to force feed it to her.
"Just be a good brother and keep Mystic Falls afloat for me and let me do my thing." He told him in a firm voice as he turned around and saw his lovely brunette standing there in a completely new outfit and a cocky grin on her face as he looked up and down her exposed body in the little short-shorts and loose-fitting top. "You've got an immortal named Silas to deal with, remember?" He hung up quickly looking his girlfriend up and down. "Look at you." He whistled low.
"You like?" She giggled a little as she walked towards him running her fingers through her hair and he nodded his head. "What about this?" She held out his arm for him to reveal a beautiful little tattoo on her wrist, an infinity sign in a bold black. "I couldn't resist." She informed him as he leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Damon..." She whispered as he moved down to her throat.
"I think it's almost as beautiful as you are." He smirked as he nip at her ear lobe, she clutched onto his shirt before he moved away walking back down the street towards the small dive bar, she let out a heavy sigh before turning around to follow him, skipping to catch up with him.
Mystic Falls
Through to the almost destroyed parlour room of the Salvatore boarding house the blonde vampire was talking to Elena about her twin, it was hard to protect someone who was doing such awful things. Finding a half empty cup Caroline looked down at before shrugging and finishing it off before throwing it in the bin she was holding. "Desperate times, I take it?" A British voice came from the doorway.
Elena turned narrowing her eyes, if she blamed anyone else apart from her for her twin having no humanity then it was him, he had been the one with the sire-bond to her and he told her to turn it off. "What are you doing here?" She growled crossing her arms over her chest with a heavy frown on her face.
"Not judging you, for starters..." The Original answered as he glanced over at the blonde who was just glaring back at him, she hated him for two reason, 1) making Tyler leave her because of his damn ego and vengeance plans 2) being one of the reasons that Grace turned off her humanity and became a complete bitch. "Although if you are determined to get drunk, I'd suggest something a little more sanitary?"
Caroline was glaring back at him through stoney silvery orbs as she brought another plastic red cup up to her lips and drank from it to prove that she didn't have to listen to him. "Well, then. You showed me." He smirked as he crossed his arms over his chest watching them both as they continued to clean.
"Shouldn't you be out chasing Tyler to the ends of the earth?" Caroline hissed out at him, her heart squeezed painfully in her chest when she thought of her hybrid out there alone and her not able to be with him. "Shouldn't you be out chasing Tyler to the ends of the earth? Or are there still some hopes and dream you wanna crush around here? I mean because if Klaus can't be happy with a girl who clearly doesn't want him then no one can, right?" She spat back at him.
Resisting to growl he just shrugged his shoulders and replied. "Depends. Do you happen to know where the young Brutus is?" He tilted his head to the side watching her face fall, if she knew where he was, which she didn't she most certainly wouldn't tell him and would be out finding him for herself.
"I know where he's not – with me." The blonde answered as her voice broke a little trying to keep her composer as she glanced over at her friend who was watching her with a sad look on her face. "And he gave Matt the deed tot he house, so he's gone for good." Her voice became breathy and mournful.
Taking a step further into the room he was surprised when the Gilbert twin took a step to be standing protectively in front of Caroline a hard look on her face. "Tyler made it his life's mission to kill me. You can't hate me for driving him away." He warned in a low voice as the blonde scoffed loudly.
"Oh I can, and I do. I hate you for so many reasons, but I hate you for that the most. Oh, and as soon as Grace is back to normal she'll hate you just as much as I do. I can promise you that." Caroline told him as a threat as he growled back. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to spiralling, so go away." She ordered as she turned around continuing to tidy.
Just behind them the younger Salvatore entered the room his arms crossed over his chest as he watched the three of them. "Actually, I asked him to be here. We need his help. I think Silas is in Mystic Falls." He informed them both as they watched him with surprised eyes, this was the first they had heard of the mysterious man being in their home town.
Over at Bonnie's house she was speaking with the great Silas who had revealed himself to her, but not shown her his true face, he was still shaped in Professor Shane's body, the witch wasn't sure if she was glad, betrayed or terrified, but she knew she had to get Jeremy back one way or another and this would be the way to do it.
They were both sitting across from each other in her welcoming living room. "Okay. C'mon. Take a deep breath." He inhaled deeply closing his eye for a second before looking back at her beginning the countdown. "And 5, 4-"
"I can't do this." The young girl told him in a firm voice as she looked across at him, he told her to relax and trust him, but she couldn't she knew barely anything about him except what she had been told in stories and she didn't even know what he truly looked like under the face persona of Shane's body. "How can I trust you if you won't show me your real face? Don't you think it's a little creepy that you're appearing as my dead professor?"
Sighing heavily the mysterious man replied. "I told you that I'm Silas, I told you Shane died on the island. I'm trying to earn your trust." He reminded him her but she still wouldn't look up at him, if he ever wanted to be with his one true love again he would have to earn this witches trust. "Alright. Look. You invited me into your home, right? Why? Why'd you lie to your friends and tell them everything was fine? Why did you convince your dad that you needed Professor Shane's help to control your magic? What am I doing here?"
Obviously this flustered and frustrated the young Bennett witch so she stood up quickly. "You're in my head. You're making me see things and do things-" She accused him in a hard voice as she went to walk away but her elbow was caught by him with a delicate touch.
Silas rose to his feet also looking across at her as he reached across and placed his hand on her shoulder, she didn't even flinch. "Hey, now. See? Look. I'm strong, but you're a witch, and I can't force you to do anything that you don't already want to do." He reminded her with the same puppy dog eyes as Shane had. "You care about Jeremy, right?"
Nodding the witch replied in a soft voice. "I do."
"Yeah. You were with him, and you promised to protect him, but you failed." He reminded her as she felt her stomach clench in a sickly feeling of guilt. "And now, in order to bring him back..."
"I need to get rid of the Other Side." She wanted him back more than anything, it wasn't right that he was the one that had to die, he was innocent in all of this, a victim of fate that he was one of the Five and seeing him die just broke her heart.
"You are descended from Qetsiyah, one of the most powerful witches of all time. Only you can complete the triangle and cast the spell." He reminded her but she still wasn't convinced, she knew that completely that triangle would mean finishing off Shane and Silas's handy work and that meant killing 12 witches.
"Completing the triangle means killing 12 people." She wasn't okay with that, as much as she wanted to see Jeremy alive again and see the Gilbert family had whole she wasn't sure she was ready to commit genocide, sighing she turned and walked away from him she couldn't deal with Silas at the moment.
"Twelve people you can bring back." He reminded her as she turned timidly to face him, he had a compassionate look on his face as he told her. "Bonnie, you can do this – for Jeremy." He nodded knowing that it would convince her to do it, knowing it was for the dead Gilbert and her ex-lover she would comply.
Back at the Salvatore boarding house the hybrid was pouring himself a drink as he looked across at the three vampires, the girls were giving him daggers, if looks could kill he'd be six-feet-under but Stefan had a different look on his face, if they were dealing with Silas then they would need someone as strong and capable as Klaus on their side.
"So some blood went missing from a few hospital." He shrugged as he placed the lid back on the bourbon placing it on the side. "What about Grace? Don't vampires with their humanity off tend to overindulge in human blood, or were you the exception?" He smirked as he looked over at the younger Salvatore.
Elena gave him a warning growl obviously protective over her boyfriend. "It's not Grace." Stefan replied as he gave his girlfriend a warming smile, almost like a thanks for sticking up for him and she just gave him a lopsided smile back before glancing over at the Original with her arms crossed over her chest.
"Well, let's say for a moment that it was Silas." Klaus announced hypothetically as he sipped his bourbon once more. "I'm struggling to see how this affects me." He shrugged carelessly as they all looked at him.
"Look. Silas wants to die and be reunited with his one true love, but he's supernatural, so if he takes the cure and he dies, he gets stuck on the Other Side." Stefan explained as a smirk pulled over the hybrids face from where he was standing opposite them all.
"How Shakespearian." He commented.
Rolling his eyes the older vampire decided to continue. "But if he destroys the Other Side altogether, he can take the cure, die, and pass on, but in destroying it, every dead supernatural being will return to our side." He informed him as the smile then washed off of the oldest supernaturals face.
"That means every werewolf, every witch, every vampire." Caroline spoke up from where she had been silently glaring at him, so much hate burning in her eyes it almost hurt to look at the blonde. "I wonder how many of those you personally killed." She shrugged a little which set the hybrid into thinking. "Care yet?"
"My interest is piqued." He replied surely before glancing over at the Salvatore asking. "How do we stop him?"
"Bonnie said Silas needs to complete three massacres to do this spell. Before Professor Shane died, he convinced the pastor to blow up the council. Next, he had you kill your hybrids, and now he only needs one more massacre, so if he's here, that what he's doing. We need to find him." Stefan finished looking between all of them as they nodded all very determined on saving their town and families.
New York
Back in the lively city of New York both Grace and Damon had decided to visit the rough-looking bar named Billy's. The younger vampire sneered as she looked around the dimly lit bar, when she thought about having fun with her boyfriend and drinking it wasn't in some run-down bar.
"Looks about right." The raven-black haired vampire announced from behind her as she glanced around to see it was almost empty, only a couple of people scattered around the room.
Sighing heavily the chocolate-brown haired girl replied. "I was promised hedonism." She almost pouted as he placed his hand on her hip gently, squeezing the bone glancing down at her as she looked back with her emotionless rich-brown orbs expectantly.
"Well, it's early." He answered glancing across at the cloak that was sitting on the wall showing that it was around noon. "Hedonism isn't a big fan of the sunlight." Damon reminded her but she was more interested in the cleanliness of the place they were going to be staying in, looking at the people that were in there.
Running her finger tips over one of the tables she looked disgusted as she added. "Or soap."
"Easy, judgy." He slapped her teasingly on the rear making her smirk up at him. "Not everybody got some new clothes for her hot little body and that darling little tattoo to go with it." He smirked winking at her making her grin cockily. "Give it a couple of hours. This place will be crawling with more punked out nihilists than you can eat in a decade, trust me." He informed her as she asked him how he knew. "Because I spent most of the 70s here. The Factory was too clean, CBGB's was too high-profile, but Billy's – Billy's was the underground of the underground."
New York, 1977
Up on the stage an unknown punk-rock back were jamming out and the crowd on the dance floor was enjoying them dancing wildly and drinking just as quick. Over in the corner of the room Damon threw two Ids on the table in front of Will, both of which were belonging to his two victims from earlier in the evening. "There you go."
Will was very pleased by the fact his friend had brought him two Ids, the raven-black haired vampire was certainly good at what he did. "Two for one. Rock 'n' roll." He commented in a smirk as he rocked his head gently to the deafening music on the stage.
"That's, like, the third 5'7" brunette I've gotten for you, you're other favourite is 5'2" brunette which aren't that easy to come by, Billy boy. Are they the same client? Package deal?" He questioned.
"Actually it is a package deal." Will replied as he dragged his long fingers through his messy locks looking up at the vampire. "They're runners. Some vampires need more identities than others. These two apparently need many." He shrugged his shoulders when suddenly there was a fight that was breaking out in the middle of the dance floor, two men shouting and pushing each other, the vampires face changed hungrily which alerted Will to the fight. "Hey. Be discreet." He reminded him.
"I kill people and give you their Ids, you let me feed in your club." Damon then reminded him in a rough voice leaning close. "Discretion was never part of the deal." He smirked as the manager got up and walked through the door that read 'Private: Staff Only' Smirking the Salvatore made his way over to the argument.
Quickly he grabbed the one with his back to him, taking his arm and snapping it uncomfortably as he covered his mouth, the other man turned away assuming that Damon was a bouncer, but little did he know that his fangs were about to be sunk into the mans neck, about to feed he was quickly stopped and turned to be looking down at a blonde woman. "Hey." She told him.
"Lexi." He whispered, he hadn't seen her since 1942 when she had told him to stay away from Stefan and he had obliged because it was what was best for his brother.
The beautiful blonde gave him a hard look. "You're gonna feed on him right here?" She looked around at all the people that were standing in the club that would see his feeding. "You're getting sloppy, Damon." She informed him crossing her arms over her chest whilst he stood there not quite believing that she was there.
New York, present
The petite brunette's eyes were wide as she looked at him surprised by the story she had heard. "You got Lexied?" She questioned but before he could answer his head was slammed down against the table that they were sitting at, the Gilbert jumped up shocked to see her blonde friend Rebekah standing there hand pressed against the Salvatore's head holding him firmly against the table.
"Following a lead without me? Poor form, Damon." The Original scolded him in a hard voice as Grace watched them both confused. "I have to say I'm a little hurt, Damon." She finally released him from her strong hold. "I thought we made a good team. Not without its fireworks, but what classic pairing isn't?" She shrugged her shoulders sneering over at him.
"Wait. What the hell are you talking about?" Grace demanded looking at them both who were just looking back at her, all this time he was following a lead when she thought he brought her here to have a good time and feed.
The blonde looked over at her friend rolling her eyes as she answered. "Damon's following a lead to the cure. I'm following him. Now as much as I like you and your banter Grace, notice how your name never came up." She announced smirking as she looked back down at the older Salvatore expecting an explanation.
"You're doing what?" The emotionless vampire growled from across the table, she was one bad sentence away from bolting off into New York on her own, Damon knew that he had to talk her down before it was too late and he ended up losing her.
With a rough edge to his voice he told the blonde sourly. "How does it feel to be wrong all the time?" He hissed before adding the fake plan to keep his girlfriend near him whilst he went around searching for a new lead. "I brought Grace here to feed. I mean, Mystic Falls isn't exactly Vamp Xanadu right now." He told her as he glanced over to the brunettes face to see it was calm once again, obviously she was buying it, or at least pretending to she was smart and even with her emotions Damon had trouble reading her.
"Right. So you drove seven hours to New York City?" The Original gave him a look that was unconvinced.
"Yes, and as I was explaining to Grace, before we were so rudely interrupted, that my history with this city has a particular resonance to her current situation." He glanced back at his girlfriend who was watching him with her eye brows creased. "When I had my humanity off."
New York, 1977
Just outside the club the two vampires could hear the loud bass of the punk music through the thin walls as they stood in the alley way, Lexi was leaning casually against the wall whilst the Salvatore was honing his senses to try to find his next meal. "That explains it. Your switch is flipped." The blonde announced shaking her head.
"Ugh." Damon growled as he continued to try to listen. "Would you mind? I can't even hear my prey over your constant babbling." He informed her in a hard voice as he stood in the middle of the alley way.
"You're not even covering your tracks." She told him as if he didn't already know, he didn't want to cover his tracks because quite frankly he didn't care. "We heard about you all the way back in Mystic Falls." That was it for the Salvatore he knew that his brother must have been in on this somewhere, Saint Stefan had sent her.
"So Stefan sent you?" He glanced over at her as she had a stoic look on her face. "Hmm. I thought we were on the 'off' part of our endless on-again, off-again, eternity-of-misery cycle." He mused before shaking his head a smirk on his lips, she sighed heavily as she took a couple of steps towards him.
The blonde gave him a caring look. "Lucky for you he cared just enough to send me." She crossed her arms over her chest looking directly at him trying to read his expression. "So, why'd you flip it? What traumatic event was too much for Damon Salvatore to handle?" She spoke his name like he was some kind of Superhero and he hated it.
"'Leave it to Beaver.' The 50s bored me." He informed her shrugging her shoulders, obviously he was lying there was something deep down brooding within him and leaving it to Lexi she was going to find out what it was and fix him. Rolling his eyes the icy-blue eyed vampire began to walk away to find a meal but he was grabbed.
"Well, it's the 70s now, and keeping it off is gonna get you caught and killed." She threatened in a low voice, rolling his eyes he told her he would take his chances obviously not caring even a little about the outcome of his life so she replied. "I won't. I promised Stefan that I would-" He was so sick about hearing about Stefan.
Growling deep in his throat he hissed at her. "Look. You and Stefan have a thing. I get it. He falls off the wagon, you pick him up. He gets redeemed, you get you Florence Nightingale jollies. Well, I'm not him, and I don't want or need you." He spat out at her as she watched him, obviously he didn't understand how his little brother and her worked at all, she did it because she knew that it wasn't Stefan who was doing all the killing.
"Too bad, because you got me." She growled back at him.
New York, present
Rebekah sneered as she listened to the story, if this was how Grace and Damon were planning on getting her humanity turned back on they didn't stand a chance. "Well, she sounds dreadful." She announced crossing her arms over her chest as she listened to the jet-black haired vampire tell his story, or at least the first part of it.
Rolling his eyes Damon replied jokingly. "She had a Mother Teresa complex."
Grace was sick of sitting around and listening to him spill his guts to her she wanted to be dancing and eating not listening, sighing heavily she assumed. "So let me guess. After many dark nights with Lexi, she convinced you to turn your emotions back on, and that's exactly what you plan to do with me. Hmm." She tilted her head to the side cocking an eye brow.
Leaning close to her, brushing his lips against hers he answered. "You read the last page of the book first, too?" He smirked as she glared back mockingly at him. "I'm gonna go get a drink. Many drinks." He muttered as he walked towards the bar letting the blonde take his seat opposite the brunette who was admiring all the paraphernalia on the walls, she could feel anger swelling inside of her.
"So you really buy all this?" Rebekah questioned in a soft voice as she glanced over to the telepath who was just staring at the wall intensely.
Smirking a little she answered. "Not one bit." Obviously she wasn't as ditzy as she looked and she was using all of her new-found time not on dwelling on small things but planning outcomes, Rebekah was actually rather impressed. "I'm not stupid."
"Oh, sweetheart, we all know that, the way you planned Niklaus for a fool, that takes a special kind of person, although you were doing that before you turned your humanity off, it's just now you don't care about it." She informed her, the blonde was liking that the new Grace could be on her team and that way they would be able to find the cure on their own.
"Damon's like a dog with a bone. Stefan and Klaus are too..." She took a moment looking over at the Original. "The Salvatore's won't stop until they find the cure and Klaus just doesn't want the cure to be a threat to him so his best solution is shoving it down my throat, which I don't take too kindly too. "So I guess I'm gonna have to find it first."
Rebekah was liking this new reckless Grace. "You're planning them."
"No." She shook her head, she would never had turned on him if he wasn't trying to make her do something that she didn't want to do. "He's playing me. I'm just returning the favour." She answered coldly. "He started this war, I'm finishing it."
Over at Whitmore College the three Mystic Falls vampires and Klaus decided it would be smart to go check out Shane's office, if they were going to get a lead to where the next massacre sight was going to be, all of them were searching through his things. Caroline was frustrated and asked. "What are we even looking for?"
"Well, if Shane really was working for Silas, chances are he was helping him plan his next move." Stefan replied from where he was standing next to his girlfriend who was searching through a stack of papers.
"Where, on his evil villain to-do list?" The blonde quizzed from where she slammed another door closed, the hybrid just begin there was bothering her. "'steal blood, perform three massacres, pick up dry cleaning'?" She listed jokingly as she yanked another drawer open searching through.
Klaus rolled his eyes from where he was standing across the room. "Actually, not to nit-pick, but we evil villains usually use minions to pick up our dry cleaning, that sort of thing." He tried to lighten the mood of the room, but it only earned him two looks from the girls from across the room, obviously they were in no mood to joke.
"Why is he necessary again?" Elena looked up at her boyfriend crossing her arms over her chest as she glared the hybrid down, Klaus knew there were so many ways he could get back at her at that moment, and God did he want to as payback for killing his brother but he refrained himself.
"Well, we don't know what Silas can do, so if we do have to go head-to-head with him, an Original hybrid who can't die might come in handy." Stefan replied knowing that he had a good point, whoever this old vampire was he was going to be powerful and they would need all the help that they could get.
Smirking the hybrid added. "Besides, Stefan and I worked well together, or at least we did in the 20s." He looked at the younger Salvatore who was just glaring at him, that wasn't really a time he thought fondly of.
"Well, granted my emotions were off." Stefan argued shrugging his shoulders as he began to search through a stack of papers on the desk carefully looking at every piece of paper for some bit of information which might lead them forward.
"And that's why you were more fun, just as Damon is probably relishing in my Grace's emotionless company in New York. It's a bigger town she'd have more things to distract her with out there..." He nodded his head actually missing being able to see her, but also missing her humanity and her smile and the glint in her eyes.
"My brother knows what he is doing. I trust him to look after Grace between than anyone can." The younger Salvatore replied knowing that it would piss the hybrid off but not caring that was how he felt and it earned him an actual smile from his lovely girlfriend who appreciated for giving in to Klaus's games. "He knows her."
"Does he?" Klaus looked over at him with a faked surprised look on his face as they all looked back at him. "Then why was I the one that found her in the forest and why was I the one who knew where she was when the cure made her try to kill herself?" He looked at them all as they stayed quiet.
"That was the sire-bond." Caroline spat back at him as he growled down at her, rolling her eyes she interrupted him. "This is getting us anywhere. I think I found something." She picked up the large book she had been inspecting and carried it over to the large table in the corner of the room. "'Symbolic Figures in the Dark Arts.' Didn't Bonnie talk about Expression Triangles? Here." She pointed tot he large, intricate drawing of triangle which interested the others.
The younger Salvatore looked at the page opposite reading it aloud. "'In some schools of magic such as Expression, human sacrifice can be used as a focus for power. It is rumoured that the addition of two supernatural sacrifices compounds the mystical energy, creating an Expression Triangle.'" He read as they listened.
Elena noticed something at the points to the triangles as she pointed to the pictures. "Humans – that was the council fire." She the moved her finger to the next point and whispered. "Demons..." She was stumped by that one as the blonde beside her scoffed loudly.
"Klaus's hybrid failure." Her friend muttered as she glared over at the hybrid who replied that he didn't think it was a failure with a hard look on his face before asking what the third one was. The blonde was horrified to see what the final group was left to massacre. "Oh, no." She whispered as everyone around her moved closer to see the answer to the question they were all asking.
Over at the Bennett house the witch was listening as Silas explained that she would have to murder 12 witches in order to complete the Expression triangle, she wasn't happy about that, not that she would be okay killing any other kind of species, but she was already disliked in the witch community for using Expression and going against the spirits, so killing a group of them wasn't going to make them any happier.
"You want me to kill witches?" Bonnie questioned from where she was standing in front of the roaring fire place, it wasn't even having to kill them but if she was going to be able to kill them was what was really worrying the witch, 12 against one didn't seem entirely fair and witches really knew how to gang-up on one another.
"We're been over this. It's temporary. They'll come back." He assured her, that was what Silas was playing on, the witches humanity being able to bring Jeremy back was his real go to knowing how much the witch wanted him back from the dead.
Bonnie sighed looking down for a moment before looking back up and asked. "What if I'm not strong enough." There was her self-doubt again, not being able to see how strong she truly was.
"You are strong enough." Silas told her in a firm but assuring voice, she glanced up at him through her light brown orbs. "Look, it won't be easy. Once they realise how strong you are, they'll channel each other one-by-one using spirit magic till they can strip you of Expression." He didn't want to sugar coat it for her, lead her to think that it was going to be easy, but he wasn't lying when he was telling her she was indeed strong enough. "You have to endure them until all 12 are linked as one." Then she could take them all down in one fell swoop.
Just at that moment the front door opened and closed again, obviously someone had returned home and it was probably her father. "Listen, your dad's here. We have to convince him." Silas raised from his seat opposite the young witch as Mayor Hopkins walked into the room frowning down at who he thought was Professor Shane, he didn't like or trust the man but he wanted his daughter to be ok again and that was all that was important to him.
"Hey." Rudy nodded warmly over at his lovely young daughter who smiled back warily. "How was the session?" He questioned.
Silas sighed as he crossed his arms over his chest. "To be honest, no that great." The mayor frowned from where he was stood. "The meditation isn't really working. Her magic's too strong." He explained which only made the town mayor more angry, this Professor had promised to cure his daughter and he was slacking.
Rudy hissed out. "You told me you could help her."
"Dad, it's – it's not his fault." Bonnie really hated lying to her father, but she knew that it was for the good of everything, if they could get the Other Side torn down then Silas would finally be gone and Jeremy would be back and that was all that she wanted, so if lying to her father was the price then she was willing to pay it.
"Not his fault?" The mayor growled looking over to his daughter surprised. "He's the one who taught you the magic, and how he can't control it." He reminded them in a tough voice as Silas explained he might have an idea, but Rudy was really in no mood to be listening to more ideas, he just wanted him gone and his daughter back. "I'm done listening to your ideas. I want you to get out of my house." He commanded.
Bonnie didn't know how dangerous this old mysterious shape shifter could be and didn't want her father to get hurt, he needed to back down. "Dad!"
"If we just call on the spirits-" Silas tried but it was no use the mayor had already made up his mind and he wanted the 'Professor' gone.
"I want you out of my house!" Rudy hollered glaring down at Shane who just stared back at him when suddenly Bonnie called out from across from them, her sudden outburst cause a reaction in the room making the glass in the windows to explode causing glass to fly across the room, both Silas and Rudy ducked. "What the hell is happening to her?" The mayor whispered as he looked at his daughter who was standing there a slightly angry look on her face.
"This happened to my wife." Silas spilled dribble about Shane's wife, he knew that mans every thought and memory he could construct a good lie if he needed to. "Expression consumed her. She had no control." He explained looking over at Rudy who was just looking back at his baby girl feeling so helpless.
Bonnie was looking back at him, stray pieces of glass sticking out of her raven-black waves of locks as she announced. "I need you to call mom. We need witches, a lot of them." She informed him.
New York
It was beginning to get late and finally Billy's was filling out with very tasty looking specimen, licking her lips the brunette was looking at the dancing crowd whilst her blonde friend sat beside her glancing lazily between her phone and the crowd clearly not that interested in the meal laid out in front of them.
Grace spotted her jet-black haired accomplice walking across the bar with a round of drinks in his hand as he slid them across to her and the Original. "Is this allowed?" She questioned as they both looked at her. "What would Lexi say?" Her voice was filled with fake shock as her boyfriend shot her a warning glance.
"Lexi thought the only way I would turn my emotions back on was if I started enjoying my life again." Damon explained as he looked at the brunette who was just smirking back at him, she wasn't going to start falling for his crap about her wanting to have a good time and turn her emotions on by choice, she was too smart.
Rebekah rolled her icy-blue orbs. "Do not tell me she took you to Bon Jovi concerts, too." She spat out looking at him, how she had heard about the endless stories of Stefan and his blonde best buddy going to concerts and having fun was just sickening to her.
"No." Damon scoffed shaking his head. "Wrong decade." They all clinked their shot glasses together before pounding the rough liquid straight down without a problem. "Lexi was not allowed to feed Stefan, but I didn't have that problem." He smirked as he looked down at his brunette who watched him suspiciously. "And neither do you anymore." He held out his hand for her and she took it as he lead her out onto the dance floor wrapping his arms around her waist feeling the blonde following them.
New York, 1977
Both the goody blonde and the bad boy was enjoying the heavy punk rock music, dancing around and having fun when a guy began to grind up against Lexi, she wasn't happy about that she turned him a hard look on her face. "Hey!" She growled.
The raven-black haired vampire was quick to react grabbing the guy by his shirt and flashing the most terrifying face the random had ever seen, he was quick to leave after that leaving them both laughing, Lexi was very appreciative of his gentleman like actions.
New York, present
The petite brunette was grinding up against Damon as the loud music vibrated around them, she could feel her throat begin to dry as she listened to the thudding heartbeats in the room, reaching behind her she clutched onto the back of the Salvatore's locks and pulled her towards him whispered huskily. "I'm hungry."
"Pick." He whispered back as he nibbled her earlobe, she scanned the crowd before she sat a redhead dancing on her own, eyeing the vampires up and down with a cocky smirk on her face knowing she had their attention. "Good choice." He added as he kissed her throat seductively, the redhead winked at them. "Go get 'em, tiger." He spanked her butt making her walk towards her.
Grace was quick to compel the girl. "Don't scream." She ordered before she sunk her teeth into her throat and began to take down her delicious blood when she felt another body join hers, opening her eyes she saw Damon drinking from the other side of her throat, a smirk pulled up over her lips as she continued to drink feeling his hand moving through her locks.
New York, 1977
In the middle of the dance floor both Lexi and Damon were sharing a meal, suckling the blood from a woman's tender neck as they both pulled away from some air, the raven black-haired vampire reached across and kindly dried some blood off of her pouted lower lip, as he pulled his hand away she shook her head slightly trying to hide the small smile on her lips before they returned to feeding.
New York, present
As the older Salvatore came up for air he saw that his girlfriend was still indulging in the delicious blood from the young woman, he glanced over at the blonde who was dancing and having fun just a little way back from them and told her. "Your turn." As he moved around to be standing behind Grace moving her hair from her face to let her get a better bite.
Rebekah sauntered over, swaying her hips in beat to the music before she buried her fangs feet into the girls throat making another bite on her neck, placing a soft kiss on the brunettes shoulder Damon turned around and took off into the crowd, feeling his presence gone the emotionless vampire glanced up to see him walking away.
The icy-blue eyed vampire pushed through the private door into an office type room, he was glad for the quietness of the room, the music only a thudding memory as he looked around the cluttered room. "Ugh. Packrat. Thanks, Will." He muttered, reminded him so much of Stefan keeping all his memories in trinkets and objects.
Mystic Falls
Back in Mystic Falls Bonnie approached a dark-skinned woman in a clearing of the the deep woods, the only light was coming from the moon shining down onto them both, the younger witch looked around suspiciously she expected to see 12 witches waiting for her, not one. "Is it just you?" She questioned.
The long-haired woman turned around looking straight at the Bennett witch and replied. "This place wasn't easy to find." Mystic Falls was only a small town, not many people knew of it and of course finding a secluded location in the forest wasn't easy either, but it had to be there, in that exact place for the triangle to be complete.
"Figured you wouldn't want to draw attention." Bonnie answered as an excuse for not letting it be anywhere else.
The older woman nodded her head. "It'll work." She informed her as she took another step towards the Bennett. "I'm Aja." She told her kindly and Bonnie nodded her head.
Bonnie watched her suspiciously. "You friends with my mom?" She questioned, she was feeling bad for being the one that was going to end of the lives of these witches wherever they were but she knew that it had to happen, everything had to go back to normal.
Aja smiled. "I was." She answered, witches and vampires didn't tend to get on that well, but Abby was once a witch and that meant she was still family to some extent, if Abby's family was in trouble they would help. "After she became a vampire, we didn't have a whole lot in common." She informed her as Bonnie glanced around surprised not to see her mother there, it almost made her angry. "This is witch business." Aja informed her. "Look, I know you're scared, but I've dealt with Expression before. I know the hold it can have on you."
"It's not that." Bonnie replied, if she was being honest she was feeling guilt about what she was doing, but she was even more concerned that she couldn't see the other 11 witches, it had to be 12 for the triangle to be complete. "It's just – I'm strong. You won't be able to do this alone."
"Oh, honey, who said anything about being alone?" Aja smirked just as footsteps approached them and that was it, 11 witches standing around them, Aja included, which made 12. "There's almost nothing as strong as a full coven, so I brought 11 of my closest friends. Won't be fun, but we're gonna cleanse you." She told her firmly as the Bennett witch watched them all. "You ready?"
New York
When the girls finally finished feeding from the girl they both pulled away, Grace looked deeply into her eyes and told her. "Leave." And just like that she took off into the crowd leaving both the vampires looking at each other drying the blood from their mouth's and chins. "I think Damon has gone for a little walk without us." The blonde gave her a look. "Hopefully he'll find whatever he's looking for, and then I can take it." They both wandered over to the bar ordering some drinks.
The Original smirked. "And what if you can't?" She asked over the music that was thudding through the room. "I mean, he's stronger than you. You know, I could help you. We've never really been on that bad terms..." She informed her as the brunette glanced over cocking an eye brow. "Don't look so surprised, you're the only one who's ever held a... hold over my brother which interests me, plus you can be fairly witty when you want to be."
"I suppose I should take that as a compliment." The brunette nodded her head as Rebekah smirked once again from beside her. "So, let me get this straight. You want to help me, help you get the cure." She nodded her head as the brunette took a moment to think about it. "Partnerships don't usually work out very well from where I'm from." She reminded her of all the time that the people of Mystic Falls had turned on each other.
Rebekah nodded her head. "You know, the 'before' Grace was much easier to talk into something, this new you is much more cagey, I would normally say that's a good thing, but we need each other to get this cure..." She reminded her, Grace needed to get all the information from Damon and the blonde would be almost like her bodyguard.
"Point taken." The brunette nodded her head softly as she looked down at the drink that was waiting in front of her. "One question: why do you want this cure so bad? I mean, you're one of the strongest vampires in the world. An Original. Why would you wan to give that up to be a weak, easily manipulated human? I just don't get it." She mused as she glanced over at the icy blue eyed vampire who was just staring forward at the mirror behind the bar.
"Because someday, I want a family of my own." She replied truthfully as her eyes shot over to the girl sitting beside her who stood there with an emotionless look on her face.
She sighed heavily. "Rebekah, Rebekah." She shook her head. "You were so close." She mused as the blonde creased her eye brows. "You did good, trying to convince me to help you into getting what you want, trying to tell me this is what was best for all of us, but you just proved to me that you're one big emotion mess that is just gonna weigh me down. Now don't get me wrong, I want your company a little more than I want Damon's but right now I'm willing to do whatever it takes to get this done." She told her before patting her gently on the cheek which made the blonde growl.
"I never thought I'd say this, I like the old-you better." She told her in a cold voice as the younger vampire from beside her just shrugged her shoulders, this made the blonde even anger as she turned suddenly and shot out of the bar without another word leaving Grace to the drinks.
Mystic Falls
Back in Professor Shane's office both Elena and Caroline were looking down at a map of their little town speaking about the places where the massacre's could happen whilst Stefan was busy trying to figure out where Bonnie was and the hybrid was watching the two girls from across the room, his arms crossed over his chest as he watched the squabble over the final destination.
"There's been two massacres." Caroline informed her as she pointed to a spot on the map. "Pastor Young's farm is here, and the old Lockwood cellar, where he spitefully slaughtered 12 of your own hybrids, is here." Elena drew a line between each whilst the blonde glared over at the Original. "According to the book, the Expression Triangle is equilateral, putting it here." She pointed and her friend drew the other two lines making a triangle on the map.
Smirking the hybrid stepped forward. "Hmm. Looks like you two have been skipping your geometry classes." He told them both before snatching the ruler and pencil from the youngest vampire who just glared back. "There are actually two other places the triangle could be..." He told them before continuing to draw on the map.
"Well, you didn't let me finish." The blonde told him crossing her arms over her chest glaring each other down when suddenly the door opened and in walked the younger Salvatore looking at the two of them. "Hey." Caroline looked away from him as she watched her brunette friend crossed the room to be standing beside him. "What's going on? Did you find Bonnie?"
Stefan shook his head. "No, but I talked to her dad. I think I found Silas."
At the small clearing in the woods Bonnie was lying on her back on the ground gazing up through the tree-tops to watch the moon carefully when suddenly it was blocked by Aja was crouched over her. "Call out to the spirits, Bonnie. Let them in." She commanded as she placed her hands either side of the Bennett witches head.
Bonnie took a deep breath in before beginning to chant. "Phesmatos tribum – Ah!" She couldn't even continue the pain was too great, it was the worst pain she could have imagined coursing through her body a breakneck speed, it hurt from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, jerking and numbing every nerve in her body. "I can't. It's hurting. It hurts! Oh!"
"It's because you've rejected the spirits." Aja replied as the beautiful girl whimpered on the floor trying to find a way to get the pain to stop. "The Expression's consumed you. Phesmatos tribum nas ex viras." She continued for her making the witch beneath her begin to panic, she wanted out, there had to be another way.
"I changed my mind." Bonnie told her but Aja only closed her eyes and continued to chant the cleansing spell. "I don't wanna do this anymore!" She told her firmly but still that didn't stop the older witch from chanting or stopping. "Let me go!" She commanded in a low voice as she began to struggle.
Aja looked up at her fellow witch friends as she struggled to keep the young Bennett down on the ground. "She's fighting. I need help. Link with me. Lend me your power." She begged them as they all kneeled down joining hands and began to chant with Aja. "Phesmatos repallus tantian..." The defenceless witch screamed out in pain as the torches that were surrounding their circle flared brightly.
"Maltuscanum anium par vas." They continued trying to block out the sound of Bonnie's screaming and crying, her eyes burst open to reveal they were a milky-white colour instead of their usual beautiful bright brown. "We need more strength!" Aja commanded as they all focused harder and in complete unison changed. "Phesmatos repallus tantian maltuscanum anium par vas." Bonnie began to scream in pain her back arching unnaturally.
New York
In Will's back off the older Salvatore was in there talking to his brother on the phone whilst searching through miscellaneous papers. Stefan had told him the entire story of how Silas was appearing as Professor Shane and Bonnie was going to kill 12 witches. "So Silas is appearing as Professor Shane. Wouldn't be my first choice." He was trying to find a joke in this bad situation.
The younger brother rolled his eyes. "Well, it would be if you needed to brainwash Bonnie into committing a massacre." He explained and the raven-black haired vampire nodded his head, he had a point.
Sighing Damon asked. "You need me to come home?"
"No, we got it." Stefan replied shrugging his shoulders gently. "How's the search going?" He questioned trivially as he continued to walk through the woods towards one of the spots where the massacre could be taking place.
"Eh, not great." Damon replied shaking his head as he sat on the desk gently. "I mean, it's no massacre in the making, but Rebekah trailed us here. Then in addition to my buddy being a brilliant identity thief, he's also a hoarder." He concluded as he shivved through the papers carefully.
Creasing his eye brows Stefan asked. "What are you trying to find?"
"Will had a two repeat customer, a sort of package deal, one was 5'2" brunette the other was 5'7" brunette. They were both runners." He announced knowing his brother would clock on to where he was going immediately.
"Fayth and Katherine."
"Turns out I was helping her run from me. Ironic." He muttered shaking his head gently before continuing. "Problem is I'm pretty sure that this filing system goes by birthdate, but I can't for the like of my remember theirs-"
"June 5, 1473." Stefan was good with dates, he always had been and hopefully he always would be for the rest of his eternity.
"And that, brother, is why you are the better boyfriend." He smirked as he opened a box looking side of it. "Well, will you look at that." He pulled out a folder filled with quite a bit of paper. "It's all her former addresses, including a couple from the last two months. They're mostly P.O. boxes, but hey, it narrows the search." He shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, you're welcome. So you're headed there now?" He questioned, as soon as Damon found that cure the sooner they could feed it to Grace and then they could focus on their real problem, Silas.
"Yeah, tomorrow morning. Gotta keep up the ruse for the terrible twosome outside, pretend like I'm having a good time." He told him before sighing heavily sitting on the desk once more. "I hate seeing her like this, Stefan. It's not her. I know she doesn't want to be this way, Klaus was selfish to make her do this."
Suddenly the door opened in front of him and in the door way stood his petite brunette, hands on her hips. "I'll keep you posted." Damon told him quickly before hanging up shoving his phone back in his pocket. "Sorry, had to get some quiet. Couldn't hear Stefan over The Runaways 2.0." He informed her as she smirked walking into the room looking through a stack of paper clearly very bored.
Rolling her eyes she replied. "Let me guess Mystic Falls is at the brink of immolation once again and you've been called back, the knight in shining armour." She assumed as he smirked zipping over to her placing his hands on her hips, nothing felt the same anymore to him, he just wanted his Grace back.
"Mmm. I know you're gonna find this hard to believe, but you're wrong." He told her obviously lying, Silas was bad news, but Grace didn't have to know about that at the moment, she cocked an eye brow. "Just jealous that he doesn't get to leave town to be with an emotionless vampire." He replied as she looked at him. "He's having acid flashbacks of me and Lexi in the 70s in New York. I'll tell you about it over a drink. Come on." He took her hand leading her from the room as they both sat down at a table with a bottle of gin. "Lexi stuck with me for months: she was partying with me, showing me a good time, but late every night, she's torture me in the worst way possible."
New York, 1977
The raven-black haired Salvatore was lying across the bar with a bottle of bourbon in hand whilst Lexi stood there prim and proper next to him as Will approached the now empty club, the place was basically empty come day time. "Tell me about her." The blonde announced looking down at him.
"No."
"What did she look like, what did she sound like?" Lexi pressed as she crossed her arms over her chest, she was trying to get him to remember Fayth of course, she figured that his humanity was lying within his love for her, but she was never going to make a breakthrough with him, she was beginning to think he was a lost cause. "Tell me everything you remember about her."
"Every night." He muttered shaking his head.
Will smirked as he looked between them. "And that's my cue." He had seen this fight many times before and didn't particularly want to experience it again. "You have a night fight. Try not to break anything." He pleaded before exiting through to his cluttered office space.
"Every night." Damon continued as he sat up on the bar glancing down at her. "Every night, we get wasted, and the second I bottom out, you have to bring up Fayth." He announced looking at her, he didn't want to turn his emotions back on, he wondered why she wanted him to so much, it didn't affect her.
"Because you loved her, and love is the most powerful emotion." She reminded him nodding her head softly. "If I can just get you to remember how you felt about her-"
"I don't wanna remember." He replied shortly looking down at her with intense icy blue orbs. "I mean, why do you care so much?" He wondered with a sharp tone to his voice.
"Do you remember how we first met?" Lexi questioned as she ran her fingers through her beautiful tresses. "It was 1864. Stefan had just killed your father, made you turn into a vampire, and he was killing his way through Mystic Falls. You hated him." She reminded him, that was another emotion. "Rightfully so, but before you left, you asked me to help him because no matter what happened, he was still your brother, and you cared about him." She breathed looking at him as he refused to look back at her. "Now you need help, and he cares about you. We both do. Let me help you. Tell me about Fayth."
"Talking about Fayth's not gonna help me." He told her firmly as he jumped down off the bar landing on his feet beginning to walk away, but she was right there in his way, blocking his exit looking up at him asking him why not. "Because she's not the person I care about." He gazed deeply into her eyes for a couple of seconds before she caught on and took a couple of surprised steps back.
"It flipped." She concluded looking up at him. "The switch. Why didn't you tell me?" She demanded.
He shook his head as he continued to look at her."Because I barely felt it at first, but every night, it's gotten stronger. It worked." Damon placed both of his hands on her face moving closer to her. "You worked." He whispered as the blonde in front of him smiled fondly before they kissed intimately, he moved her back against the wall continuing to kiss.
New York, present
Grace would feel vomit in her throat as she whispered. "You and Lexi?" He nodded his head as she continued to look at him wide-eyed. "Here, on the bar?" There was a disgusted look on her face as she looked across at the bar.
"On the bar, on the stage, on the roof." He listed all the places where him and Lexi had made sweet love as she continued to stare at him, he swore he saw a flicker of jealous in her eyes before it was washed away with a smirk. "It was a very long night." He added as her face turned into a more disgusted one than before.
"Yeah." She nodded her head before wandering over to the bar grabbing a bottle from behind the counter, he watched her suspiciously before asking where she was going, she replied. "To the roof." A smirk pulled over her lips. "I wanna hear the rest of the story."
"Okay." He nodded hesitantly, he had known Grace for a little while now and ever since she had turned her emotions off he didn't trust her, he didn't know her motive, only that she didn't want the cure they were so desperately looking for, so that little smirk on his lips made him trust her even less and he really hated feeling like that.
He walked through the back door that would lead them up to the roof and Grace glanced across at Rebekah who was standing on her own at the bar, the brunette gave her a meaningful look before following Damon. The blonde smirked as she crossed her arms over her chest sidetracked by a tall male sauntering towards her reaching out to stroke her head, she wasn't in the mood to have anyone touching her and quickly grabbed his head slamming him to the ground with a great deal of force before muttering. "Excuse you."
Mystic Falls
Back in the home town both Caroline and Klaus were putting their differences behind them for a moment and trying to find Bonnie in order to stop the massacre that was going to happen. Klaus had his phone out and was looking down at it whilst the blonde followed behind clearly annoyed that she wasn't the one navigating them. "I just want to see where we are."
"You know, when we split up you did have the option of going with Stefan and Elena." He informed her in a hard voice but she just glared back at him, she didn't trust him and she wanted to find Bonnie more than anyone and make sure no one hurt her, especially Klaus.
"Yeah? And leave Bonnie's life in your hands? Fat chance." She answered shortly as she crossed her arms over her chest carefully stepping over the roots and uneven flooring of the woods. "Do you even know how to read a map?" She growled out, it seemed as if they were heading for nowhere.
"Yes, and do you know who taught me? My friend Magellan." He answered shortly as he shoved his glowing phone back into his pocket, obviously referring to the Portuguese explorer, but she wasn't swayed or awed but his words, just annoyed by his cockiness.
Her voice was riddled with sarcasm as she replied. "Wow! You had a friend. Was he drawn to your darkness, too?" She scowled as he turned to her suddenly a dark look on his face which startled her even in the darkness of the forest.
"Why is it so hard to believe for a second that Grace could possible feel something for me? What does it even matter to you, Caroline?" He hissed out clearly frustrated by her constantly trying to tear down what little relationship that they had left. "I may be an awful person, but it's different. I try."
"That's not true!" Caroline hissed back as she ran her fingers through her hair equally as frustrated. "You're an awful person. I don't want my friend to be anywhere near your toxic personality." She told him firmly looking up at him. "There is no allure to darkness and there is no you and Grace."
Klaus scoffed loudly as he turned around for a quick second and then turning back around to face her once again. "Really? So you've never felt the attraction that comes with someone who's capable of doing terrible things for some reason cares only about you?" He pressed looking down at her with a stoic look on his face.
"I did once, when I thought he was worth it, but it turns out some people can't be fixed." Caroline answered shaking her head gently. "People who do terrible things are just terrible people." She finished surely as she crossed her arms over her chest, the longer she stared him down the angrier he grew.
"We're here." He told her as he turned away looking around the dark, empty clearing. "Although judging by the lack of witches, here is not he correct location."
A little way from where Caroline and Klaus were the witches were continuing to chant as Aja, the main witch was holding Bonnie down, the younger witch was screaming and struggling against her whilst her eyes were shinning a milky-white colour and blood was dripping from her nose running down her cheek.
"Yield to the spirits, Bonnie! You can't fight us!" Aja told her as she began to chant more when suddenly two vampires interrupted their chanting, glancing up the witch saw a couple looking around surprised, it was Stefan and Elena, the older witch was clearly annoyed by their presence, they had no time to be dealing with vampires they had to save this witch from the dark side of magic.
Elena's eyes went wide when she saw her friend on the floor screaming in pain. "Bonnie!" She was more concerned about her friends safety than dealing with Silas, she just wanted her to be safe.
"Stop!" Stefan demanded looking at the circle of witches who didn't look like they were going to stop for anyone. "It's not what you think." Maybe if he explained what was going to happen they would back off, Aja told them to leave but he stepped forward once more and Elena was close behind him. "She's working for Silas." He informed her as the older witch looked up suddenly. "He brainwashed her to kill you."
Aja glanced down at the witch that they were trying to heal before shaking her head, she reached into her back pocket and pulled out a dagger clenching it tight in her hand. "Wait. What are you doing?" Elena demanded in a cold voice, her boyfriend went to move towards their witch friend to help her but Aja held her hand out using a spell to weaken them both and cease them from stopping them.
"I have the power of 12 witches. You don't stand a chance!" Aja told them firmly making the vampire couple fall back, it was just in time for both Caroline and Klaus to turn up looking overall shocked by what was happening, Stefan was trying to deal with his own pain whilst comforting his girlfriend who was leaning against a tree holding her head.
"They're linked." Stefan hissed out through his teeth looking up at the hybrid. "Bonnie's gonna kill them." He explained but the Original didn't move at all, he didn't even look as if he was going to try to help.
"Not if the witches kill her first." He evaluated the situation, in his mind it was easier to lose one than it was to give into Silas's games, without a second thought he slammed the younger Salvatore against a tree holding him back, Elena seemed to be a too much pain to do anything and he highly doubted that Caroline was going to do anything. The blonde looked over at him surprise telling him they needed to help Bonnie and his simple response was. "How? The only way to stop the witches is to kill them, and then Silas gets what he wants."
"Spirits, take her soul. Free her from darkness!" Aja was holding the dagger over the younger witches body about to strike down into her chest when the blonde zipped across the clearing into the circle and turned the dagger on her sticking it into her own chest, Klaus growled a loud no from behind her as the witches in the circle began to drop to the ground lifelessly and the torches surrounding them died down to nothing.
Caroline stood there for a couple of seconds shocked by what she had done, 12 people, she had single-handedly killed 12 people and helped Silas, but it was for her friend, she couldn't just let Bonnie be murdered. "Bonnie. Bonnie!" She shrieked as she ran over to her friend, the witches opened to reveal they were still the same creepy milky-white colour which made her friends stomach clench in fear.
"The triangle is complete." Bonnie muttered as a eery smiled pulled over her lips.
New York
Grace was standing right at the edge of the roof of the bar looking down, it was one hell of a drop onto the pavement and the people below didn't seem to be paying attention to the woman standing on the ledge of the building, her arms were spread out either side of her as if to keep balance and Damon was admiring from a distance as the wide blew gracefully through her long chocolate-brown locks.
She took in a deep breath feeling her lungs with the thick air of New York before she turned around looking directly at him. He took a couple of steps towards her before she jumped down next to him. "This really is a beautiful town." She muttered as he offered the bottle to her, she accepted it gratefully. "I only ever came here with my Gran a long time ago and then we just went to all the touristy places... You know?" He nodded is head. "I'm glad I got to experience it with you."
"Really?"
"Really." She answered nodding her head as she leaned back against the small wall she had just been standing on looking over. "I could do this. The Lexi method." She told him as he creased his eye brows. "Hang with you, party with you, sex with you. It wouldn't be the worst way to turn my emotions back on."
"I thought you hated emotions."
"I do." She nodded her head, at the moment she didn't really know anything she hated more than emotions but she had to convince him somehow. "Maybe I'm just starting to see things more clearly now, it's like I'm seeing through the fog and finally understanding everything. Or maybe I'm just looking for an excuse to... spend more time with you." She delicately ran her finger tips over his chest as he licked his lips looking down at her. "So you and Lexi... On this roof..." He nodded his head. "How about we try that one out."
Leaning close to him, her juicy lips brushed against his, he couldn't think of anything he wanted more in the world was to be with her so intimately and close, but he wanted her to be her and not this emotionless woman standing in front of him, this one only looked like her and sounded like her there was no more 'Grace' left. "Honestly, you're not missing much." He replied.
She rolled her chocolate-brown orbs as she gripped his t-shirt tight in her hands. "Why are you fighting this so much? Damon. You want this. I want this. There is no use in fighting it any more." His face was perplexed before suddenly he crushed his lips down on hers sharing a fierce kiss under the pale moonlight.
Grace took this as her chance, they were going to need to know what he was planning or where he was going next and whatever he was going to do he was going to keep on his person, it was safer that way and she knew that. Whilst they continued to kiss passionately she snaked her hand around his body as he groped and ran his fingers over her soft skin, slipping her hand into his back pocket she figured she was almost done but he caught her out quickly pulling back and slapping her hand away playfully. "What?" She questioned trying to act innocent.
"Very conniving." He muttered shaking his head as he reached into his own back pocket and pulling up a single piece of paper holding it in front of her face. "Looking for that? Did you really think that was going to work, the sex, the temptation, the booze? What, are you kidding me?" He breathed shaking his head as a smirk pulled over his lips, it only made anger build up inside of her. "I invented that trick." He snatched the bottle from her taking a long swig.
New York, 1977
Up on that same rooftop both Lexi and Damon were asleep on a lone mattress after a long time of lovemaking, when the blonde began to feel her skin sizzle on the rising sun she zipped across the roof towards the door which would lead her inside but it wouldn't budge, she hid from the sun that was still in the sky.
"Good luck." Damon's cocky voice came from across the roof from where he was still lying down flat on the thin mattress. "Spend the night reinforcing it. It was tough." He mused as he stood up and approached her slowly. "Had to be really quiet not to wake you up." He added shrugging his shoulders.
A nervous laugh fell from her lips as she asked. "What is this?" She figured she had made a breakthrough in Damon, that he was beginning to feel again, beginning to love and maybe love her, but she was wrong, dead wrong and now she was on the wrong side of a pissed of vampire who had the sunlight on his side.
"Payment." He replied as she stood there confused asking him what for. "Oh, for the last six months of my life, for the nagging, for the self-righteous platitudes. I'm paying you back for six months of you." He told her firmly a sharp edge to his voice as she stood there wide-eyed and trying to keep away from direct sunlight.
The blonde sighed as she questioned. "Your humanity isn't back on, is it?"
"Never was." He answered as he stood a couple of malicious steps towards her as she just continued to watch him, the entire time he played her.
"So this was all just-"
He cut her off quickly. "A joke! A big fat lie!" A wide smile pulled over his lips as Lexi just watched him. "Best part of it is, you believed it! You thought I was like Stefan, a wounded little bird you could nurse back to health." He brushed his hand delicately across her cheek, she grabbed his hand viciously to stop him from touching her. "But he's a victim. I choose to be this way." He informs her before pulling her hand out to in the light of the sun, Lexi called out as her skin began to sizzle uncomfortably. As she pulled her hand back he told her. "Enjoy the day. I hear it's gonna be a scorcher."
New York, present
Tilting her head to the side Grace announced. "So you pretended to have feelings for her just to get her off your back?" He just stared back at her as she scoffed a looked around shaking her head.
"Ok, judgy, get that look off your face. I was willing to do whatever it took. Sound familiar?" He looked down at her as a sick smile spread across her lips, they were very similar emotionless selves, when they had their emotions on they were very different in the way they looked at situations, but with no humanity they were basically the same person.
Smirking she pouted. "Aww. I hurt your feelings."
"Not my feelings." He replied shortly as he looked down at her sternly. "I'm looking out for you because one day you will flip that switch back on and all the bad stuff you did and said will come rushing back, and it's gonna suck, trust me." He told her firmly as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"So you're saying you felt bad for Lexi?"
"She became a walking, talking reminder of all the awful things I've done. And I managed to avoid her for decades, and then she just shows up to wish my baby bro a happy birthday, and boom – rush of memories, rush of guilt." He informed her in a dark voice looking down at her as she frowned back at him.
"So you kill her."
Nodding his head slowly Damon replied. "Out of sight, out of mind." He hated thinking about it that way but he knew she had to be careful what she did, she could live to regret it and that was the last thing he wanted for her. "Every day that you're like this you might do the one thing you can't take back." He told her as she looked up at him. "And what if I turn out to be you Lexi? What if you turn it back on and all you see when you look at me if guilt? What then? I don't want that, Gracie. And I know that you don't want that either."
Grace didn't have an answer, she wasn't sure what she was supposed to say to him, deep down something was telling her not to hurt him but she ignored that and she also ignored the roaring feeling in her stomach to hurt him and just answered. "Here's what I do get." Turning the conversation off of her seemed like a good idea. "You spent six months trying to get her to fall in love with you just so that you could hurt her. You were spiteful, malicious, borderline evil, and you say that you have your emotions turned off, but those all sound like emotions to me." She shrugged her shoulders.
"Maybe they were." He mused looking down for a second before looking back up at the little brunette standing in front of him, a stubborn look on her pretty face. "Maybe hatred was the first one I got back. All the more reason to cure you. That way, we get the normal Grace back without all the ugly stages in between."
She scoffed loudly rolling her eyes. "You don't even know who I am without fangs, Damon. You knew me for a year and then I was turned vampire." She told him in a hard voice as he gulped looking down at her. "You're not doing this for me, you're doing this for you, it's always been about you and you know that." She hissed at him feeling anger boiling up inside of her trying to push it away. "I'm not taking the cure because I don't want to."
"Yes, you are." He answered shortly as he took a threatening step towards her. "Even if I have to break your neck and tie you up in chains until we find it." He added as she growled protectively over herself. "You may be strong enough to fight off your sister, but I'm a lot older than you." He told her as another growl fell from her lips. "Don't make me do this Grace."
He hated doing this, really he did, his gut was clenching uncomfortably as he spoke to her this way, threatening her just seemed wrong and the words tasted like vomit in his mouth and honestly he wanted to punch himself in the face for saying it, but he needed her back so desperately, he knew deep down she didn't want to be this person.
Suddenly a loud crack erupted around the roof of the building and the bulky body in front of her dropped to the floor with a thud, she was surprised to see the blonde Original standing there, hands on her hips. "What was that you said about handling things?" They both just smiled at each other standing over Damon's body.
Mystic Falls
In Bonnie's home they had finally returned the witch back to her house and she was exhausted from the ordeal she had been through and the vampire couple was there to keep and eye on her, Stefan standing in the doorway whilst Elena sat at the end of the bed, she glanced over at her boyfriend and gave him a soft smile. "Have you heard from Grace and Damon today?"
Stefan shrugged gently. "He's taken her to New York trying to find a lead to where Katherine and Fayth might be." He told her truthfully as she looked back at him. "Forget about all them for a minute, forget about all of this, how are you doing?" He asked as he moved across the room slowly to be crouching in front of her.
"I don't know." She answered shaking her head. "It just feels like I'm distracting myself, which is good because I'm not sure how'd I deal... deal with everything without having something there to distract me." Elena whispered as she feels tears brewing up in her eyes. "I'm just so happy that you're here for me. Helping me through this. Thank you, Stefan. Thank you." A tear slipped down her face and he was there to dry it away.
"I will always be here for you, Elena. Forever. You never gave up on me when... When I was going through a hard time, so whatever happens to you, I will never give up on you, ever." He whispered as he leaned forward and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips, she smiled and stroked his cheek as he deepened the kiss when suddenly there was a stirring from beside them, Bonnie was waking up. "Hey. How are you?" He questioned the witch as they both turned to face her.
"What are you both doing here?" She sat up holding her head gently, she felt like she had the worst hangover of her life. "How'd I get here?" She couldn't remember anything past getting off the Island.
"What do you mean?" Stefan questioned creasing his eye brows, she seemed pretty awake when he had taken her home but passed out as soon as they got there. "I... I brought you home. The witches almost killed you." After she had tried to kill them but Caroline had finished the job for her.
Bonnie looked at both the vampires surprised. "What witches?"
"You don't remember?" Elena questioned as she looked down at Stefan who didn't understand why she didn't remember going after the witches. "Whatever the witches did must have messed with your memory." She assumed and her boyfriend nodded from where her was crouched beside the bed.
Bonnie looked between them both before asking. "How did I get off the Island?"
"Wait. Bonnie... What's the last thing you remember?" The younger Salvatore asked as he looked at her intently, she took a moment trying to search back through her fuzzy memory and all she could think about was the Island and trying to get the cure from Silas's dead hands.
Taking a breath she replied. "I guess I remember being in the cave, and Jeremy was trying to pry the cure out of Silas's hands. Please tell me he got it." Thinking back to her brother being in that cave was making Elena's heart ache uncomfortably, she bit her bottom lip as she watched the witch, it certainly wasn't going to be fun telling her the news that Jeremy was dead and the ordeal that had followed. Bonnie wasn't stupid, she could read faces easily and the looks on their face told her the answer she needed. "We didn't get it, did we?"
Stefan patted his girlfriends knee carefully as he looked up at the witch and told her. "Bonnie, there's something you need to know about Jeremy."
In the deep woods in the clearing where the 12 witches had been killed Klaus was helpfully digging some graves for them whilst the blonde vampire sat nearby trying to get her head around what she had done, if it wasn't bad enough that she had killed a dozen people she had also aided Silas.
Finishing filling in the final grave Klaus announced. "There. 12 graves for 12 witches. Like it never happened." He pushed his sleeves back down throwing the shovel to the ground. "Only it did happen and now Silas has everything he needs to open the gates to hell on earth." He scolded her in a dark voice.
"You were just gonna let Bonnie die." She hissed back at him trying to defend herself, but she could feel the sick clench of guilt in her stomach.
The hybrid took a couple of steps towards her. "I know arithmetic isn't your strong point, but one is still less than 12." He told her like she was a small child, Klaus had the knack to be able to make a person feel like them were a five-year old.
"Yeah, but that one is my best friend." She answered firmly as she crossed her arms over her chest, he continued to watch her a hard look in his eyes, all these people from Mystic Falls would always put their family before things that were obviously more dangerous than they were giving them credit for.
He smirked. "You tell yourself whatever you need to so you can sleep at night."
Caroline was stood there for a couple of seconds before she looked past the fact that she had saved Bonnie and came to the dreadful realisation that she had killed 12 innocent people even if it was for her friend. "I just killed 12 people." She whispered as she gasped feeling tears begin to brew in her eyes.
"Hey." He whispered as he shook his head placing his hands on her arms, usually she would just move, but her head was filled with far too many terrible thoughts running through her head. "Hey. You look like you need comfort." He whispered and she nodded her head letting a tear drop down her face. "Why don't you find someone less terrible you can relate to." He told her cruelly.
Narrowing her eyes she broke from his loose grip and left the clearing without another thought, he just smirked before feeling another set of eyes on him, turning around he was surprised to see Professor Shane standing there, but when he said. "Thank you. Of the three massacres, this is the one I was dreading." Klaus knew it wasn't Shane, it was most definitely Silas.
"Silas, I presume."
New York
When Damon finally woke up the sun as shining down on him but thankfully his skin wasn't sizzling so she had done what he had done to Lexi and trapped her on a roof all day. Standing up he pulled his phone out of his pocket and called the ruthless girl who had taken off with probably all the information he had on where the Pierce sisters would be.
"Morning, Damon." Her sweet voice spilled down the line which only made his anger grow, they had both played him, of course they had both played him, he really should have planned for it.
"Where are you?" He demanded in a hard voice.
Glancing down at a piece of paper in her hand she replied. "The better question would be, where are we going." That really did confirm it, she was with Rebekah, both those bitches had planned against him and now he was left out there in the cold, absolutely furious with the woman he loved more than anything in the world.
Just from behind the brunette another voice came. "Sorry, Damon, I think I broke your radio." Rebekah told him a vindictive side to her voice, not only had the stole his lead, broke his neck but they were also stealing his car, that were really getting on the wrong side of the raven-black haired vampire.
"You're in my spat?!" He spat.
The brunette smirked as she ran her finger tips over the steering wheel of his car. "What did you expect us to do, Damon? Take the bus? Fat chance." She answered as both her and the Original shared a laugh. "I wish this could have worked out, but we both know how this would have gone, I don't need to be a telepath to read you, Damon." She smirked as she turned on the car, he heard the roar of the engine. "Don't worry, I'll give Fayth your best." With that the line went dead.
Mystic Falls
Handing his lovely girlfriend a glass of bourbon she accepted it with a small smile. "I know it couldn't have been easy to have to go through all the details with Bonnie about what happened on the Island." He told her as he stroked her hair softly, she sniffled brushing away a couple of tears. "But you did really well, Elena. I'm proud of you for dealing with it and not pushing everything away."
"Yeah." She whispered as she looked up at him. "I hope Damon is doing okay trying to get through to Grace." The next second the younger Salvatore's phone began to vibrate on the coffee table in front of them, he reached over and looked down at it. "Damon?" She questioned and he nodded his head answering the phone.
The raven-black haired vampire tried to explain what happened, but Stefan wasn't sure if he was following, Elena creased her eye brows as she used her new hearing to listen to their conversation. "Damon, what did you do?"
"Let's just say it involves a 5'2" brunette and her blonde accomplice." He told his brother in a hard voice, he was so angry that they had both managed to play him like that but they had to focus on finding them rather than talking trash, but he needed his brothers help this time, he couldn't do it on his own.
"Please don't tell me this is going where I think it is."
"Wrong fantasy, brother." Damon answered shaking his head as he looked down at the busy New York street below him gritting his teeth. "Unless you're into betrayal and snapped necks. The lead I had on Fayth and Katherine, Grace stole it. She's more sneaky than I remember." Stefan didn't say a word only shared a look with his girlfriend. "If you're searching for the words to tell me ow badly I screwed up, save your breath." He warned him.
"I didn't stop the massacre." Stefan told him quickly, he was feeling so guilty about not being able to stop him and now both brothers were on the same level. Damon seemed equally as shocked as he muttered something about Silas having everything he needs to get back to his one true love on the Other Side. "Everything but the cure." They needed that cure now more than ever.
Deep in the woods Klaus was standing opposite Silas keeping up the tough guy façade, but if the rumours about this mysterious immortal was true then he didn't stand a chance in a fight. He was looking for the cure and Klaus knew that. "I'm sorry, mate." He patted his pockets down to show how empty they were. "Don't have it."
Smiling Silas answered. "But you know who does, and the last thing you want is the cure being used on you, so you bring it to me and it won't be. You get to live." He tried to reason with him, having a hybrid on his side wouldn't be a bad idea.
A sarcastic laugh fell from the Originals mouth as he replied. "Yeah. With all my dead supernatural enemies on the Other Side. You know, you don't scare me Silas, or Shane, or whoever you are." He told him firmly, there was only one thing that could kill him and he doubted that Silas had that weapon.
"But I think I know what does." To Klaus surprise the immortal standing opposite him pulled out the white oak stake.
"Now where did you get that?" He questioned crossing his arms over his chest.
Smirking Silas replied. "Well, let's just say your sisters mind is a little easier to read than yours." He answered, of course he had got into Rebekah's mind somehow and that was how he had got it. "So... Care to reconsider my offer?" He questioned, but now the hybrid was mad, zipping towards him he was surprised when Silas vanished into thin air, looking around for him he couldn't see him anywhere.
Suddenly there was a sharp pain in his back, he felt a scraping just over his heart and then a voice in his ear. "I missed by an inch, but don't worry. I'm not trying to kill you, not just yet." He informed him sadistically as he snapped the stake in half leaving the tip stuck in the hybrids back. "Just a little something to remember be by." He patted him softly on the shoulder. "I'll be in touch." He told him before leaving once again.
A/N
Here we go, here's another chapter, sorry it took so long but it's been quite hectic lately but I have been trying to write whenever I can and I really hope you're enjoying so far because I'm having quite a bit of fun writing this new Grace.
Tell me what you think of emotionless Grace, I know quite a lot of you actually liked her and I have to agree with you, what do you think of Grace and Rebekah working as a team and going after Fayth and Katherine? Are you excited to see Fayth and Katherine again? Leave me a review, tell me what you think, I'm always happy to hear from y'all.
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Answers and responses below
rosa – Grace and Rebekah are friends, I hope you liked that
Mia Salvatore – I'm sure at some point he will try to talk to Grace about what happened with him and Hayley, but at the moment he's probably just trying to deal with Silas :) I'm glad you enjoyed everything that went on in the chapter and you're right she has no right to be jealous or anything, they aren't together he can get with whoever he wants xx
RippahGoneWolf – Yeah, I'm kinda a fan of emotionless Grace too
xxxRena – Haha, no problem, I'm sure Grace had a good time punching Elena too so I'm sure she was happy to do it for you. And I'm right there with you with the Drace/Klace situation
Jane R. Doe – Yeah I like the new emotionless Grace too, but there is a part of me that misses the old Grace. I hope you liked the Drace road trip, I had a lot of fun writing it
chloe2007 – Glad you enjoyed it, here's an update hope you like
i3elijah – I'm glad you think so, I didn't want it to seem off, but I figured that now Elena was dealing with her emotions she was able to see things a lot more clearly so I'm glad that you can see that. I guess you'll just have to wait and see how it ends up for Damon/Grace/Klaus.
David Fishwick – Grace attacked Hayley because she could and it was what she wanted to do, it's not a very good reason, but that's just who Grace is without her humanity when she feels threatened by someone moving in on someone that has been so obsessed with her she feels she needs to attacked, I hope that makes sense. I'm glad that you liked everything I did with this chapter, I really appreciate all that.
PattyFleur87 – Aww thanks, sweetheart, I'm glad that you liked everything and I guess you'll have to see where this story ends up.
ddluzelle – I can't wait to see the way they tortured her as well, it's gonna be a lot of fun to write.
mfmxxx – I think Hayley was just trying to protect herself and that was the only thing she knew about Grace that she could use against her, sorry if you felt it was unrealistic and sorry if you thought it was too much like the show, but I think it wasn't too much like the show, there was a lot more Klaus in this chapter than in the show, but I guess you're not gonna like everything...
Guest – Elena is thinking a lot clearer now than she did when she blamed Grace for everything, it's been three days since all that happened and has been working with Stefan to get her thoughts straight, she was hurt and looking for someone to blame but deep down she knew it was wrong.
ChristianAguileraFan – Glad you liked it and I hope you like this chapter too.
Ghostwriter – I'm right there with you, I'm a big Stelena fan but I also have a soft spot for Steroline and I knew I had to add Elena in because it would just make it better.
MissWhatEver207 – I'm glad that you liked the chapter then. Hope you enjoy this one too.
Tvdlover87654 – I'm glad that you liked it, I'm trying to make her different from Elena in the series so I'm glad that you noticed that and I'm glad that you liked Grace confronting Hayley and Klaus, I figured it would be a nice touch to add into the story.
GingerDepphead – I'm not sure when the next Klace scene will be because Grace isn't in Mystic Falls at the moment but there will be some more before the season is finished don't worry.
winxgirl1997 – Here's an update, hope you enjoy
Whitttyyy79 – Yeah, I love the flirty, teasy side of new Grace, too, she is a real bad girl which is awesome to see in her so different from. Unfortunately there was a little supervision in New York but nothing to stop Drace from having a good time.
SomebodyWhoCares – She's gonna be like this for a little while but not forever, only until she finds a reason to turn it back on.
susl – Sorry, there was really no way around Klaus sleeping with Hayley considering he's gonna be leaving Mystic Falls, plus Klaus can sleep with whoever he wants he's 1000 years old I'm pretty sure he has the right, plus Grace doesn't own him
grapejuice101 – I'm glad you enjoyed the chapter, more love triangle is coming soon but it is coming to an end soon too, so prepare for that.
TinyDancer365 – Yeah, I honestly saw no way around Klaus sleeping with Hayley, but I hope it wasn't too bad and with Grace turning up it made a nice little dramatic scene. That's really sweet of you to say about how I write Grace, thank you so much. I wanted her to be a real bad bitch so I'm glad she turned out to be that way. I agree with you I'd like to hear more about Grace's dream including Damon and Klaus. Hope you're having a good summer too, speak to you soon.
Graciiee