Twisted Love
Season Four
Pictures of You
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the vampire diaries characters or story lines, I only own Grace.
Bonnie's Dream
Wandering along through the cemetery in the cold light of day the young witch was carrying a beautiful bouquet of flowers, passing other peoples burial grounds until she found the one that she watched, resting her on the cold slab that read. 'Jeremy Gilbert – Brother and Friend'.
"Hey, Jeremy." Her voice wavered as a tear slipped down her face, kneeling down she placed the places on his grave. "You know, I was – I was thinking about the last thing I said to you. 'We did it.' Totally lame last things to say to someone." She commented as a soft laugh fell from her lips. "That wasn't a goodbye, Jeremy. You – You were supposed to come back with us." She told him breathlessly.
"Bonnie." A deep voice came from behind her, she knew that voice, it made her insides scream with excitement as she turned suddenly to see the handsome Gilbert standing there looking down at her with an easy smile on his face. "Wake up." He told her which sent her into confusion.
"How are you here?" She asked trying to ignore his first statement, but he only repeated himself again only more serious this time. "I don't understand." She whispered shaking her head looking at him through confused light brown orbs.
Jeremy looked directly at her as he said. "Open your eyes. Bonnie, open your eyes!" He grabbed her arm shaking her as if he would be able to wake her up from within the dream as she just stared at him wide-eyed.
The witches eyes flew open as she felt a warm wave wash over her looking around the living room she has obviously fallen asleep in. Finally waking up properly she saw that the blanket she was laying under was aflame. "Oh my God." She hissed as she waved her hand over the flames making the fire disappear like it was never there.
Bonnie's mouth was open in horror, if she hadn't caught that in time then she could have been dead. Obviously her Expression magic was getting out of hand, she needed to get it under control before she ended hurting someone, or herself.
Over at the Salvatore boarding house Damon and Stefan were standing in the living room throwing a football to each other across the room, just trying to keep themselves busy. Grace hadn't come back to stay at the boarding house and Elena had been shopping for Prom with Caroline and Bonnie so they had plenty of time to take about their emotionless Grace situation.
"So how long has it been?" Damon pondered as he threw the ball back over to his brother who caught it easily. "Eight, nine days?" He added as the hazel-green eyed vampire nodded his head commenting how he had lost count of the days. "If we lost count of the consecutive days in which Grace Gilbert has not killed anyone, I'd say that's progress, brother."
"So what are we gonna do, just, ah, throw the football around for another 150 years till Grace gets her humanity back?" He questioned looking at his brother who shrugged gently. "Because I'm cool with that." He added as he launched the ball back over to his brother who caught it holding it in his hands for a couple of seconds.
"She doesn't want the cure." Damon reminded him firmly. "She's gonna start killing people if she knows we're still trying to get it for her." He added, he wanted to keep his emotionless girlfriend from killing as many people as possible, he remembered how she dealt with guilt before, she blamed herself so much and he didn't want that.
"Alright." Stefan nodded his head before thinking of another plan. "We could always, ah, make her want it." He told his brother who stared back at him blankly before throwing the ball once more.
"Yeah, how're you gonna make an emotionless vampire want anything?" The raven-black haired vampire questioned lifting an eye brow. Stefan simply answered that they would get her to flip her humanity switch. "Stefan, if we could get her to flip her humanity switch then we wouldn't have a problem." He paused for a moment before adding. "So what do you suggest we do? Pull a Lexi and bombard her with emotions till one of them sticks?"
"Yeah." Stefan nodded his head, it was that simple for him because that was what worked for him when he was emotionless. "And if that doesn't work, then we go to 'Plan B: lock her up' Keep her sidelined until you and I figure out 'Plan C'." He informed his brother who just stared back at him.
"And what happens when she gets slammed with every emotion she's repressed since Jeremy died? Anger, fear, guilt, sadness? The list goes on, Stefan." He told his brother who replied that he had to be there for her when they did get her to turn it back on. "Right, like I should have been before she turned it off." He added.
"Bingo." Stefan smiled.
"Alright. How do you wanna do this?" He quizzed holding the ball tightly in his hand almost popping it with his iron like strength.
Over the other side of town in the Mikaelson mansion the family was finally reunited, it had been a long couple of days trying to decide whom should get the cure that was currently in Elijah's possession. The two siblings had tried to convince their older brother to let them take it for their own reasons.
Sitting next to her hybrid brother, Rebekah was pleading her case to Elijah who was more than willing to listen to both of them. "Elijah, being a human means a fresh start. I can grow old and have a family and fill my days with meaning, knowing that each one matters." She explained.
A laugh fell from Klaus's mouth as he glanced across at his little sister. "Well, that was poetic." He of course didn't understand why she wanted to be human, he enjoyed being the most powerful, feared immortal in the world, besides Silas.
The dark-haired brother threw his brother a warning look before answering. "Well, if you can provide us with a more compelling reason for wanting the cure, Klaus, please." He nodded at him.
"Silas can appear as anyone." Klaus began, he knew he really had to sell it to his brother who was probably more likely to side with his sister over him. "He got inside my thoughts, convinced me I was dying. He will torment me until I give him the cure." He added a dark tone to his voice.
"And in doing so he will break down the Other Side." Rebekah reminded him.
"So it doesn't trap him there when he dies." The hybrid retorted giving her a hard look. "He wants to reunite with his lost soulmate." He looked forward at his older brother. "You of all lovesick fools should applaud his devotion." Klaus reasoned as Elijah rolled his eyes trying not to think about to Katerina.
Rebekah glared over at her hybrid brother as she reminded Elijah. "He will open the floodgates for every supernatural being that has ever died."
"Including our dear brothers, Kol and Finn." Klaus looked at his brother knowing how important being a family was to him, that had to be a point to him by recognising that their family could be whole again. "We'll have our family back."
"Please." The blonde scoffed loudly as she sneered at Klaus. "You hated Kol and you kept Finn in a box for most of his life." She reminded him, his reasons were purely selfish for wanting to get Silas off of his back.
Klaus glanced over at his older brother, he had no more reasons to convince him but only a sincere plead. "Your personal discomfort might not be sufficient reason for putting the entire world in jeopardy, Klaus." The moral Original informed him as a dirty look covered the hybrids face. "I think our sister deserves a shot at happiness." He nodded at Rebekah whose eyes lit up with hope.
"Tell me you're joking." Klaus spat out like venom on his tongue as he glared over at his older brother. "Tell me you're not fating me to an eternity of torture." Elijah simply answered that he had made his decision which only made the hybrid more angry, standing up quickly he went to storm off but stopped and turned back to his sister, leaning down to hiss in her ear. "When you're sick and dying, and you beg for my blood, I will laugh in your face and compel you to forget me." With that he turned and walked from the room.
Rebekah remained very composed and simply touched her hair trying to forget about her brothers threat and remind herself that she had won. Clearing her throat she asked. "Where is the cure?"
"Rebekah, it's no secret that you are impulsive, emotional and at times morally questionable. Prove to me this isn't just another one of your whims, that you know precisely what you are giving up." He reasoned and she agreed nodding her head asking what she had to do. "I want you to live a day as a human. This day. No vampire privileges – no strength, no compulsion, no nothing. If you succeed, if you still believe this is what you want, the cure is yours."
The blonde blinked a couple of times trying to think what it would be like without having to use her powers but nodded accepting her older brothers challenge.
A little later on that day both Grace and Rebekah were walking down the street towards a little boutique where the blonde would look for a nice dress to wear. The Original had told her about Elijah giving her the cure, but not without her being 'human' for a day. Scoffing the brunette told her. "You're gonna fail. You should be locking yourself inside all day, not shopping for prom."
"Name me a more human experience than the prom." Rebekah dared as the brunette made some snide comment about death being a experience for a human which the blonde chose to ignore. "Why should I listen to you? You don't even have your humanity."
"You're right, you shouldn't be asking me at all, you should have just left me to brood and drink back at the house, because I don't want to be here trying to help you find a dress." Grace told her bluntly as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh and did you take into account you won't be able to compel yourself a date?"
Smirking the blonde answered simply. "Yes, I know you want to be a moody teenager and lock yourself away in your room and listen to sad songs, but you're living in my house because I'm the only one who can tolerate you, so you don't have to be so rude." She reminded her. "Now, are you coming to prom with me, or not?"
"No." Grace replied firmly crossing her arms over her chest. "Why would I want to dress up in some tight, long dress to stand around for five hours making idle chatter and drinking punch? No. No thanks." She added before walking past the blonde towards the dress shop. "But, my dear sweet almost human Rebekah, I will help you pick out a dress."
Just inside of the small dress shop Elena was standing in front of a row of mirrors looking at herself in a dress whilst Caroline and Bonnie sat beside her admiring the gown as they spoke about the dreams she was having. "What kind of dreams?" Caroline kept her voice low.
"Usually I'm at his grave and all of a sudden, he appears to me." The witch explained twiddling her thumbs awkwardly as the brunette glanced over at them an easy smile pulling over her face, she was actually have fun dress shopping.
"Well, you never got to say goodbye, Bon." Caroline sighed reaching over to give her friends wrist a comforting squeeze, she knew it couldn't have been easy for Bonnie to lose Jeremy so abruptly like that. "You're grieving, that's normal." The witch went on to explain that when she woke up the couch had been set ablaze. "Oh."
"I don't know if it's because I was emotional in my dream, or if Shane was right." The witch put her head down, she hated not being in control. "Without his help, I'll lose control of my magic." She feared.
"No, it's because you need a night off from mourning. Just like Elena does. And I'm gonna make sure that the two of you have it." Caroline informed her kindly before them both smiled at each other, they rose from where they were sitting at walked over to Elena who was looking at herself in a three-way mirror. "Stefan's jaw is gonna hit the floor." She told her admiring her friend in the crimson red prom dress.
"Yeah, you look super hot, by the way." Bonnie smiled at her as Elena blushed looking at herself once again, it felt good to be around her friends again, she only wished that her sister was here and normal with them so they could experience prom all together. Tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear she brushed off the comment.
"I don't know, I think Matt is gonna have the hottest dates at the prom." Elena looked at the two of them, the three had decided to go to on a friend-date with each other, Caroline was missing Tyler too much to go with anyone else and Bonnie and Matt were originally supposed to be going together, but didn't want to let their blonde friend go on her own.
"You know what, I love friend-prom." Caroline gushed happily looking at them both with a gleeful look on her face. "And it's exactly what prom should be – friends and memories." She added. "It just really sucks that Grace can't be Grace and enjoy it with us." She added as Elena looked down guiltily as her witch friend reached over to comfort her supportively.
Just then the bell on the door jingled as two people entered, looking over Elena saw her twin walking into the room speaking with Rebekah as they looked around at the dresses before wandering over to the three girls. "Hey, Bonnie. Heard you got your mind wiped – that sucks." Grace stated bluntly as the witch stared back at her. "Elena." She nodded. "Caroline."
"Hey, Grace." The blonde smiled at her giving her a kind look trying to at least act civil. "Are you hear to pick up a dress for the prom tonight?" She questioned. "Because I saw a really cute on over there that we were looking at a few months back before... Well, erm, before, you know-"
"Before I turned off my humanity? It's alright, Caroline. You can say it." Grace nodded her head as the blonde began to wander around looking at all the different styles and colours of dresses that were around the room. "No, I'm not going to prom. I'm sure I can think of something a lot less boring to attend, no offence." She looked her twin up and down. "But, you know, I hope you girls have a good time..." She wandered back over to Rebekah.
Much later that day the moon had finally raised in the sky and was beaming down on them all as they prepared for the magical night of the prom. Elena was in her room in the boarding house strapping her shoes on as she headed for the bedroom door to see Stefan, her date, standing outside looking dapper as usual holding a corsage for her to take.
Smiling romantically the Gilbert held her wrist out to accept the favour and the older vampire slid the beautiful accessory over her hand for it to sit on her wrist delicately. "I just... I don't want to bring the mood down, but I feel so bad for Grace." Elena stated as her boyfriend lead her down the stairs to the bottom where he adjust his tie. "I mean, it was all her and Caroline used to talk about, before... everything."
"You don't need to worry about Grace." Stefan leaned over and pressed a sure kiss to her lips as she looked back at him. "All you need to worry about is having a good time with your boyfriend." He informed her as another smiled crept over her face and she took his hand intertwining their fingers as they walked from the house to see a black limo waiting for them.
"Stefan, if this for us?" She questioned as he wandered over and opened the door for her, she grinned as she gave him a thankful kiss and then climbed into the back seat looking around to see a bottle of expensive looking champagne waiting in a bucket of ice. Stefan climbed in too and shut the door behind him as he told the driver to drive and then popped open the champagne pouring them both a glass. "To us." She offered.
"To us." He agreed as they both cliqued their glasses together.
Over at the Mikaelson mansion Niklaus was staring intently into his fireplace whilst nursing a glass of bourbon when suddenly there was a loud banging on his front door, sighing heavily he wandered over and opened it surprised to see Damon standing there with a determined look on his face. "I'm taking Grace to prom, and I need your help."
"I'm in no mood for company, Damon and I am certainly in no mood for helping you get exactly what you want." Klaus went to shut the door on him, but the vampire zipped past him and was standing in his house. "Leave before I remove you." He warned, but Damon didn't heed his warning and only walked further into the house adjusting his bow-tie.
"See the way I see it is, Grace is this way by your doing, if you hadn't told her to turn it off we could have dealt with this another way, but because you did you now need to help me make her turn it back on." The raven-black haired vampire grinned cockily at him as Niklaus groaned inwardly. "Now, I don't need you to attend this thing with her, but I do need you to go over there and get her dressed in one of those dresses from the back of your creepy trophy closet of family collectibles, alright."
"You should watch the way that you speak with me." Klaus muttered as he wandered from the room muttering insults under his breath.
Twisting the lid off yet another bottle the brunette took another long swig as she turned up the music which was playing through the speakers from her iPod. She ran her fingers through her hair as she swayed majestically to the beat. It wasn't until she heard a clearing of a throat from behind her that she turned and saw Klaus standing there smiling and holding garment bag.
"As much as I'd love to watch this little show some more I think that you should be getting ready for the prom that you're attending." The hybrid told her as she scoffed telling him stubbornly that she wasn't going and then walking across the room but he was standing there in front of her. "I really think you should reconsider going, I think you'll have a good time."
"Yeah, I, uh, I doubt that." She answered rolling her eyes crossing her arms over her chest giving him a hard look but her eyes dropped to the bag he was holding. "What is that?" She asked as he opened the bag to pull out an elegant prom gown, it was a deep blue colour with jewels embroidered into the chest plate. "Is that for me?"
Klaus nodded his head as he laid it out for her to admire, she ran her fingers over the soft fabric. "I'll just leave this here and if you want to... I don't know... Try it on then maybe I could zip it up for you." He offered giving her a cheeky smile as she gave him a vague answer that she would just see what it looks like.
Wandering over to the drinks cabinet the hybrid pulled out a bottle of bourbon and poured himself a glass waiting for her to return, when he turned around she was standing there holding the dress to her body waiting for him to zip it up, it was pooling around her feet telling them she would need to wear a pair of heels so she wouldn't trip over herself. "Allow me." He wandered over and slowly pulled the zip up, it fit her form perfectly tight in the right places but making her also look slender. "I'm speechless."
"That's a first." She muttered looking at herself in the floor length mirror spinning around letting her hair hang loosely over her shoulders. "I have to admit, I look pretty good." She commented running her own fingers down her body. "Why are you doing this? I thought that you would be too busy with your she-wolf." She muttered looking over her shoulder at him. "It did look as if you were rather enjoying her company."
Sipping his bourbon he replied. "If I didn't know any better love I'd say you were jealous." He told her but she only scoffed turning around looking at herself in the mirror once more before she caught his gaze in the glass. "Will you reconsider going to the prom?" He questioned as she shrugged her shoulders gently giving him a half answer. "I think your ride just pulled up outside." He informed her seeing headlights pulling into the driveway outside. "Oh, don't forget this." He wandered over and placed a corsage on her wrist.
"What? Has this got a tracking device in it?" She questioned as he smirked before she turned around and slipped her black pumps on and then he led her over to the door as they walked outside. "Wait. Where is your suit?" She questioned looking him up and down but he only smirked nodding over to the limo that was parked there, Damon stood there looking very dashing in a black tux.
"Wow." Damon muttered watching as she carefully descended down the stairs standing in front of him. "You look... Wow." He was also at a loss for words as she stood in front of him. "I'm just here to make sure you don't eat the prom queen." He informed her as she smirked walking past him to climb into the back seat. "Uh, thanks." Damon nodded at Klaus who shrugged his shoulders.
"Just keep her in check." Klaus answered as he walked past him before zipping off into the night.
The stretch black limo pulled up outside of the building that they were having the prom in and Damon climbed out first before holding his hand out for Grace to take and gratefully she did, they linked arms as they walked down the red carpet which lead them towards the venue. The path was lined with screens playing slide shows of photographs that were taken during their school years.
"Bringing back memories?" Damon teased the brunette standing beside him as her eyes locked on one of the screens, it was their group back in freshman year, all of them huddled together for a group shot. "Stefan told me that Caroline had been working on this for a while... It's a photo-yearbook of the senior class. Your friends. Your family." A beautiful picture of Damon and Grace flashed up on the screen from the 20s decade dance. "Remember that? We'd only just got back together..." She nodded her head.
"I remember." She added. "After you almost slept with Rebekah and I jumped Klaus's bones." She added without any remote sense of regret in her voice. He cleared his throat as another couple of pictures of students in her year flashed up on the screen before one of Matt and Elena came up. "When they were dating. I was really jealous of them because they really seemed like they were in love."
Damon scoffed a little. "Don't tell Stefan." He teased again as the picture faded away and another picture came onto the screen, it was Grace and Elena hugging deeply, grinning wide looking directly at the camera, they looked younger, probably from sophomore year. Damon reached over and stroked the girls lower back as she stared at the screen. "You two look happy." He told her and she nodded her head again before the picture faded once more to show Jeremy and Elena arm in arm smiling.
"If I keep watching these screens I'm going to vomit." Grace's voice was sullen as she walked away leaving her boyfriend standing there sighing heavily.
Just inside of the venue everyone was dancing to the music happily and enjoying each others company as Matt and Bonnie were walking through the crowd together holding some punch and talking. "Why do I feel like we're at a practice run of Caroline's wedding?" He questioned looking around.
"Because I think we are." The witch answered as they both stared laughing looking over at the blonde who was rearranging the drinks table with a frustrated look on her face.
Elena laughed as she pulled away from dancing with her lovely boyfriend before seeing her sister walk into the room. "She came." The Gilbert announced as she saw her sister looking at little lost among all the humans. "Maybe I should head over there... I mean we haven't spoken since she tried to... Kill me." She added putting her head down.
She watched as the brunette wander over to the drinks tabled and pulled out a silver flash taking a long swig before Damon swooped in and stole the alcohol from her sliding it into his inner jacket pocket it. "Do I need to remind you that in this part of your life you're under-age?" He questioned harshly.
"And do I need to remind you that you're overage?" She asked before snatching the flash back and sipping from it looking around the room at everyone dancing. "Ugh, it smells like cheap perfume and desperation in here." She commented scrunching her nose as he chuckled slipping the flash from her hands once more.
Looking down at her Damon replied. "Oh, c'mon. Admit you're actually having a good time with me. You're the Belle of the Ball. I bet you're just dying to win prom queen, aren't you." He pressed looking down at her as she smirked giving him a hard look.
"What are you actually trying to do here, Damon? Stir up some feelings in me? Remind me what we were like before I turned it off? Nothing is ever going to be like that again, sorry to burst your bubble, but it isn't." She told him harshly narrowing her chocolate-brown eyes as she turned on her heels and walked away.
The brunette was running her thin fingers through her hair when suddenly her sister was standing there in front of her. "Uh-oh. Family patrol." She added in a thick voice looking at Elena with a careless look. "What words of wisdom are you going to give me to turn it back on, oh wise one?" She questioned crossing her arms over her chest.
"I'm not going to force you to do anything, Grace. Not anymore. I just... We haven't really spoken since, well, since that night and I think we should probably just bite the bullet and do it." She offered as the brunette just stared back at her waiting for her to continue. "We're not going to be able to sort this out between us until you turn your emotions back on, it's hard enough losing Jeremy but losing you too, it's killing me."
"Maybe you shouldn't have pushed me away then." There was a slight raise to her voice as she glared at her sister. "Maybe I don't want to sort this out, because there is nothing to sort out, Elena. This is who I am now and as soon as the rest of you get your heads around that the sooner we can all move on." She told her firmly as the younger vampire just stared back at her.
She turned around when suddenly Elena replied. "This isn't you, Grace." The brunette stopped from where she had been walking not facing her just listening to what she was saying over the blaring music. "You like to pretend it is so you don't have to face anything, but deep down you know that one day you'll have to turn it back on and maybe then you won't have Damon, or me, or all your other friends who want to help you. We can help you."
"Wow, you really do love the sound of your own voice, don't you." Grace hissed as she turned back around to be looking at her sister with a dark look on her face. "Do you want to know what you are to me, Elena? You're a walking reminder of why I turned it off, every time I see you I remember all those things you said to me, of all the things that have happened to me." With that statement in the air she turned around and wandered back across the room.
"Elena." Stefan was over by her side within seconds rubbing her back soothingly as she just stared at her sister who was walking across the room. "Are you okay? I heard what she said to you, she knows how to hurt you, Elena, she knows exactly what to say to push your buttons."
Shaking her head the glassy-eyed brunette whispered. "She's gone. It's my fault that she's gone. I don't want to give up on her, but we can't force her to do anything she doesn't want to do." Stefan wrapped his arms around her holding her tight to his chest as she tried to think of a plan.
In the corner of the room Grace was leaning casually against the wall trying to ignore all the humans dancing around the room as her witch friend wandered over to her with a kind smile on her face. "Hey. You look a little lonely over here on your own... I don't know what's going on between you and Elena, but I'm not here to lecture you."
"You'll be the first today." Grace answered as the witch let out a breathy laugh.
"But, I do want you to know that I know why you shut everything off." She started as the brunette glanced over to her raising her eye brows. "It hurts, I get it. But you still have people who love you. You have to trust me."
Grace smirked as she looked down. "I trusted you when you told me that you could bring Jeremy back and look how that turned out... It turns out you were just a brainwashed crazy-person." She insulted her looking her up and down. "Now if you don't want, I want to be on my own." She told her as the witch turned around taking a deep breathing trying to contain herself as she walked from the room.
Bonnie walked over the threshold of the door taking a deep gasp of air in as she stood on the red carpet outside still trying to contain herself when something caught her eye, on the screen of pictures an old one of her and Jeremy had popped up, it was them dancing and gazing deeply into each others eyes at the 60s decade dance.
Suddenly a broad form appeared next to the screen and the witch looked over to see Jeremy standing there looking very dashing in a black tuxedo. A wide grin pulled over the witches face as a glassy look covered her light-brown orbs. "Is this real?" She asked.
"Does it matter?" He answered as she laughed gently smiling at him. "May I have this dance?" She sauntered over to him and took his hand delicately nodding her head, she couldn't care less if it was real or not all she knew was she wanted to be here with him enjoying this night.
Damon watched as his girlfriend stood with one of her friends laughing gently before wandering over and taking her by her waist leading her over to the dance floor. "Let go of me or I will bite you." She warned darkly as he rested his hands on her waist.
"Is that a threat or a promise?" He grinned as she smirked looking up at him. "C'mon, I know you and you love dancing." He smirked as she rested her hands on his chest shrugging her shoulders. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist." He told her as she rolled her eyes hiding the smile on her face.
Just across the other side of the room the blonde wandered over to Matt who was standing next to the punchbowl pouring himself a drink before he asked trivially. "So, are you and Bonnie, like, a thing?" She tried to keep her voice as even and casual as possible as he answered that they were just friends before asking who she came with, he didn't see a date with her anywhere. "No one." She answered truthfully. "Go on, I know what you're thinking – why didn't I compel myself a date."
"You know, actually, I was thinking 'I wonder if Bonnie wants ice'." He answered looking down a the drinks table.
The Original glanced over at him before muttering. "Oh." She looked down slightly before looking back up at him. "Can I ask you a question?" She asked.
"Why? Apparently, you already seem to know everything I'm thinking, so..." She cut him off with asking if he thinks that she would make a good human to which he took a moment to ponder. "I think that 'good' is a hard word to live up to, and I've never seen you do anything remotely good, so... Honestly, no, I don't. I'm sorry." He told her regretfully.
"So, Klaus actually convinced you to come here in the end?" Damon quizzed as they swayed elegantly to the peaceful music. "And here we are. Dancing together. On tonight of all nights. The most sentimental night in high school." He concluded as he looked up at him scoffing a little.
"You think this is my cry for help?" Grace tilted her head to the side. "I'd be happy to show you what a real cry for help sounds like." She threatened as he smirked looking down at her muttering that he would like to see her try. "I feel nothing, Damon. Nothing has changed."
"I don't believe you." The raven-black haired vampire replied sharply as she answered how she didn't care. "So you don't remember what it used to feel like when you would drag me onto the dance floor? When my hand would..." He ran his hand down over her butt delicately squeezing but she didn't meet his gaze, only gasped gently. "Or how about this?" He linked his other fingers with hers as she looked up into his eyes. "And this?" He lowered his head and brushed his lips along her collar-bone. "Does your heart really refuse to remember?" He kissed the soft flesh.
"Do you feel that?" She whispered as he looked up at her hopeful before she added. "Me neither." She told him before pulling away and walking across the room as the rest of her friends watched unhappily, this was going to go harder than they thought.
As the brunette crossed the room she was intercepted by another person this time it was her blonde friend who stood there with a kind smile on her face. "I didn't expect to see you here tonight, but I'm glad you came." She told her as the girl in front of her resisted rolling her eyes. "That's a really beautiful dress where did you get it from on such short notice?"
"Klaus." She answered simply as the blonde stared at her dumbfounded. "Before you burst a blood vessel I didn't go to him, I wasn't even planning on coming tonight, he came to me and offer me this thing..." She ran her hands over the beautiful silk before glancing over her shoulder at Damon who stood there watching her carefully. "Looks like I'm going to have a shadow for the entire night."
"He's just looking out for you." The blonde reasoned giving her a soft smile. "I saw the two of you dancing, you looked as if you were having a good time." She caught the younger vampires soft scoff before turning around and walking away, just then her twin wandered over to be standing next to her blonde friend. "Klaus gave her the dress, I figured we were trying to keep him out of her life."
"I don't know what's happening with her, I just don't like her like this." Elena answered sighing heavily. "She's cruel and she's just gonna end up getting hurt when she says the wrong thing to someone, like Klaus or Rebekah." She explained as the blonde nodded her head, she understood. "It's hard to see her suffer. I feel so guilty seeing her like this, I caused this, this is my fault."
"Elena, you were suffering too. We were all suffering and no one could have seen this happening. Klaus did this." Caroline told her surely. "Sure, maybe what you said did something to her, but that hybrid was the one that told her to do this." She told her.
Over the other side of the room the Original was standing at the voting table next to April Young who was standing next to the ballot box. "I can't just make you prom queen." The dark-haired human told her firmly. "It is based on votes, and you have approximately none so far." It was more of an insult than a statement.
"And you can't just help out a friend?" Rebekah asked timidly hating that she wasn't allowed to use any of her useful supernatural powers to persuade the girl to let her win.
The icy blue-eyed girl looked over at her as she replied. "No, I can't." She still didn't trust Rebekah she knew what they were and all about the town. "And you can't make me. I drink vervain tea now." She added as the blonde stated that she wasn't going to compel her but suddenly a flash of dark brown curls speed past her and pinned the young human to the wall.
"You can't be compelled, but you can be killed." Grace stated in a whiskey rough voice narrowed her eyes. "And I'm just inching to snap a neck and teach all of my so-called friends in here a lesson... Rebekah wins prom queen. Got it?" She told her firmly tightening her grip around the girls throat.
"What the bloody hell are you doing?" The Original hissed at the younger vampire who released the very scared human, April didn't hesitate she hurried away from the two vampires who were staring each other down. Grace gave the simple answer that Rebekah would have done it anyway. "I was not going to threaten her."
The brunette scoffed as she shook her head. "Rebekah, I think there is something you need to take into consideration before actually taking this cure." She told her. "What you're giving up if you do take it. You're giving up being one of the most powerful vampires in existences, this is all you've ever known, compelling your way to the top. You're not gonna win this cure by being this new you that you're pretending to be." She told her as the blonde looked down. "So if I were you, I'd just stand there, look pretty and don't let one single word slip out of that pouted mouth of yours."
Just outside in the deep forest under the beautiful moonlight both Jeremy and Bonnie were dancing to the low hum of the music that was vibrating through them. "You and me." The witch whispered looking up at him. "My senior prom." She laughed a little a blush creeping over her cheeks.
"Do you miss me, Bonnie?" Jeremy asked tilting his head to the side as she replied that she missed him more than she could describe. "Do you want this to be real?" He asked again and she answered that she did. "Then it can be. Bonnie... Your magic can bring me back for good. You have the power to do the spell now."
Finally the witch realised what was happening this wasn't the real Jeremy she was hoping it to be, it was Silas pretending to be him, appearing to her as the person she wanted to see the most, much like he had done with Professor Shane. "Oh, my God." She shoved him away from her stepping back. "You're Silas. Get away from me." She tried to take off into the forest in an attempt to get away from him, but he reached out and caught her hand.
"You need my, Bonnie." He told her firmly as she answered how she didn't need him at all, she didn't want to have anything to do with him or his attempt to take down the veil and get to the Other Side. "You have no idea how dangerous you are. If I don't help you, you'll kill yourself."
"You're trying to get in my head."
"I'm just asking for your help in return for mine." Silas replied looking at her through the eyes of her ex-lover. The witch hissed for him to leave her alone before turning on her heels but stopped when he asked. "Wake up on fire recently?" He quizzed crossing his arms over her chest.
"Did you do that to me?"
"Please, Bonnie, let me help you before you hurt somebody or yourself." She was sure it was more of a threat than a warning but she still didn't like it, or want his help.
The witch narrowed her light brown orbs as she spat out. "You don't care about me. You only care about bringing down the wall to the Other Side, and I won't do it." She told him firmly beginning to walk away when he asked if she wanted to see Jeremy again. Of course she wanted to see him, but not if it meant ruining everyone else's lives. "Not like this."
The other side of town at the Mikaelson mansion the two brothers were talking in the parlour room. The older more sensible brother had his hands on the white oak stake whilst the hybrid watched him from across the room. With almost amazement in his eyes he asked. "Where did you get that?"
"Our baby sister." Elijah answered inspecting it carefully turning it in his hands to get a better view of it. "Once she's human... It'll make no difference to her whatsoever." He informed him making the hybrid growl gently under his breath, he really hated not getting his way. "Take it." He handed it out to him.
Quickly Niklaus took it from his brothers hands looking at it, as long as he had his hands on the white oak stake it couldn't be used against him and that made him feel a lot more safe, but he did begin to wonder why his older brother was giving it to him. "Why would you give me this?"
"We are immortal apart from the stake." Elijah told his brother what he already knew. "Now that it's yours, you have nothing to fear." He told him logically but the hybrid told him that Silas continue to torture him, mentally of course. "Well, you've survived endless torment throughout the centuries. You'll shake this." The moral brother had faith in him. "And if you can't, you outrun him." Much like Katerina and Fay had outrun Niklaus.
Laughing gently the hybrid was looking down at the stake in his hands before looking back up at his brother. "Yes, it's that simple." He concluded rolling his eyes, he read his brother like an open book. "Without the cure, what makes you think I'll spare your beloved Katerina? Or have you figured out you're simply another fly in her web?"
"You will spare her because I am asking you to spare her." Elijah answered nodding his head looking over at him. "As your family, as your only living brother, I would ask that you provide me with this opportunity to feel, to care, to love." He announced tilting his head to the side as his younger brother took a couple of steps towards him.
Lowering his voice to a whisper Niklaus replied. "I gave you that opportunity. And you sided against me. So if I run, it'll be to chase her. And as your only living brother, I will make it my cause that you never know a moment of happiness." Klaus was using the white oak stake to punctuate his words by tapping the tip against Elijah's chest but the older brother was unfazed.
Calmly pushing the stake away from himself he had a look of pity on his face as he told him. "Just because you could not find happiness with the one woman you loved, Niklaus, you don't want the same for anyone else." He commented as the hybrid growled darkly. "It is such a hollow life that you lead." He briefly place his hand on his brothers face to add to the insult before turning around and walking from the room.
Back at the prom Rebekah was sitting on her own watching as the couples got together on the dance floor, gazing deeply into each others eyes and just enjoying every moment of being a human. She was surprised when the blonde human approached her and asked. "You haven't seen Bonnie, have you?" It had been a while since he had seen her.
Sighing gently the Original answered. "She's probably in the bathroom. Every other girl is. And if you haven't noticed, I am sitting here all on my own." She reminded him gesturing to herself. "So, please, will you put me out of my misery and dance with me?" She asked but he replied that he wouldn't before turning around and walking away. Standing up quick she added. "Matt, please. This is a girl's worst nightmare. Please."
He couldn't leave her standing there on her own after beginning him, she really was trying hard to be human as well. Begrudgingly he held his hand out for her to take and keenly she took it. They both began to sway to the music beautiful music flowing through the room. "I thought about what you said, about being good, and you're right. It won't be easy, but it's worth trying."
"I don't understand why my opinion is important to you." He never saw himself as an important person, just someone who was there when someone needed him.
"Because you're everything hat I want to be." Rebekah answered honestly looking up at him through silvery blue orbs that were filled with such loving admiration. "You're loyal, honest, kind. People root for you to succeed. Elena even died for you."
Sighing heavily Matt looked across the room at the brunette who was standing with her boyfriend he regretted letting her do that so much, if he had his way that night would have happened a lot different. "I'm a bus boy, Rebekah, okay? It's not like I'm out saving the world." He reminded her.
"But you're human." She replied looking at him like he was the best thing she had ever seen in her long life. "You're so beautifully human."
Just across the room Damon was standing looking over everyone with a very bored look on his face as he drank from the flask he had taken from Grace when the blonde vampire wandered over to him asking. "Aren't you supposed to be on 'Save Grace' duty?"
"I am, but she's exhausting, so I'm taking a breather." He answered taking another swig of the alcohol. "Listen, whatever she says to you tonight take it with a pinch of salt. She's being a bitch to push us away and try to not care. Her lashing out means we're getting to her." The Salvatore told her as she nodded.
"This prom sucks." Caroline quickly said looking around the room with a frown on her face, this wasn't how she wanted her prom to be, she wanted to be dancing the night away with Tyler and enjoying her friends company not dreading talking to the emotionless one. "This is our last dance together, and it's awful. This is not how I wanted to remember this night." Suddenly the silver flask was offered out to her and she took it. "Thank you."
Caroline took a long swig of the rough liquid before passing it back over to the Salvatore who took it nodding her. "If anyone asks, I'll be at the after-party." She told him before turning around zipping from the dance and he raised the flask nodding his head before bringing it to his lips only to be bothered by the young witch who looked beside herself.
"We have a problem."
Damon had quickly gathered his brother, Elena and the blond human so that they could work out what was happening together. The witch explained what it was like being around Silas, it was all so real. "It's like Jeremy was there. I could talk to him, feel him." She explained looking up at them all.
"Bonnie, that's what Silas does." Stefan answered her reaching over to rub her arm softly and assuringly. "You can't let him get to you again." He told her wanting to be able to help her, but Silas seemed very persistent.
Damon nodded his head before adding. "Yeah, because you all crazy and brainwashed is just not a good look." He informed her before getting some very pissed off looks as the expense of his light-hearted joke.
Just across the room Grace was using her supernatural hearing to eavesdrop on their conversation whilst the blonde Original stood beside her not using her heightened senses because she was being human for the night. "What am I missing?" She questioned wanting to know as the brunette glanced over at her.
"Silas is appearing to Bonnie as my dead brother, which means he stills wants her to do the spell." Grace explained with a hard look on her face trying not to look over at the group in the corner only listen to the conversation.
"So?" Rebekah looked at her rolling her eyes. "The nice thing about having no feelings is you don't fear your enemies on the Other Side." She explained.
"It's not my enemies I'm worried about." Grace replied as she glanced up at her friend. "It's people like Alaric, Jeremy, Heidi... That little group of misfits over there are annoying enough as it is. Can you imagine my Gran lecturing me, she was bad enough when she was alive. She'd spend every waking moment pestering me to turn my humanity back on..."
Just behind them the April took her place up on the stage in front of a podium, clearing her throat awkwardly she began. "Hey. Okay, the ballots have been tallied, which means it's time to announce this year's prom king and queen."
"Maybe I should take you home." Elena offered looking at her friend with a sincere look on her face but the older Salvatore shook his head quickly, obviously he didn't think it was such a good idea to let the witch out of his sight.
"What? No. She's safer here in public around all these people." Damon scanned the room for any signs of danger. "There's not way Silas can make everyone see the same thing at once." He assumed.
"Okay, in the meantime, how do we look out for a guy that can appear as anyone?" Matt questioned logically when suddenly April said something which made them all freeze.
"Alright, your prom king and queen are... Matt Donovan and Bonnie Bennett." She told announced as a spot light was shone over to the couple that stood there shell-shocked, Elena quickly hugged her friend in congratulations before they made their way up to the stage to accept their crowns.
Back with Rebekah and Grace they were speaking whilst Bonnie and Matt were accepting their crowds and flowers. "Bonnie bloody Bennett." The blonde hissed as she gritted her teeth, she figured that Grace had made it very clear to April that she was to win, but obviously the girl had not gone with the plan. "Of course."
"Better luck next year." Grace offered her condolences before a smirk pulled over her face. "Oh, no wait, you want to be human, you don't get a next year at this, do you, Bekah." She smirked as the Original threw her a hard look. "Listen, everyone is so worried about Silas, but there's an obvious solution to all of this. He needs Bonnie. He can't do the spell without her. So if you can't kill Silas, kill his witch." She offered her alternative solution.
The blonde narrowed her eyes as she answered. "I can't kill anyone. I'm supposed to be human."
"Maybe you can't, but I can." Her eyes locked on to the witch who was grinning from ear to ear as she adjusted the crown on her hair trying not to mess up her lovely hair.
Walking slowly into the Lockwood mansion the blonde was looking around thinking about all the memories herself and Tyler had in the house. Placing the grocery bags down on the table she sighed looking down before feeling a pair of eyes on her, turning around she was surprised to see her hybrid lover standing there looking very dashing in a tux and holding a bouquet of beautiful flowers. "Tyler." She whispered huskily.
"I don't think you've ever looked more beautiful." He told her lovingly as she zipped across the room into his arms kissing him with such a burning passion before realising he was actually in town and that Klaus was still out there looking for him. "He can't get in. Matt owns this place now. He had to invite me inside."
"If Klaus finds out-"
Tyler smirked as he answered. "He won't." He assured her running his hands over her face as she looked up at him with her silvery orbs. "You didn't really think I was gonna miss prom, did you?" They both laughed together as he held out the flowers for her. "Here. These are for you." She took them with glassy orbs. "Caroline Forbes, may I please have this dance." She nods.
Outside of the prom venue Damon was staring at the scene that was showing a picture of himself and Grace at the 60s dance, both of them actually looking happy and carefree, he loved it when they were like that. He was pulled away from his memories when he heard a British voice from behind him. "How is it going trying to convince Grace to turn back on her emotions?" He asked as Damon looked over his shoulders to see Klaus standing there.
"It's going as well as you could expect."
Smirking the hybrid wandered around him. "I figured as much." He replied looking over at the screen. "I'll never forget that night. That decade dance was the first time that I'd ever met Grace. Granted I wasn't exactly in my true form, but I did get to know some things about her." He began. "She's intelligent, she's compassionate, she loves you very much." He told him looking over.
"I knew that too."
"But what happened?" Niklaus asked as the Salvatore creased his eye brows. "I mean, something must have changed with you two for her to want to turn to me because I didn't force her to take my blood, I didn't pin her to that tree in the forest and command her to do so. She weighed the options and chose me." He told him as the man beside him growled deeply. "And even now she has no emotions she continues to throw herself at me."
"Give it some time, it will wear off and she'll see where she needs to be." Damon answered trying to hold back his anger as his hand gripped around the silver flash.
Klaus nodded his head as he replied. "And what if it doesn't wear off? What if she does love me, Damon? What will you do?" He questioned sourly as the Salvatore turned to him a dark look in his eyes. "I just want to know for future reference, when Grace choose me... You will?"
"She won't chose you. What are you to her but the man she was sired to and have a one night stand with that she regretted almost instantly." Damon replied back like the words were acid on his tongue before zipping towards the hybrid to attack him but suddenly he stab a stabbing pain in his stomach looking down to see a stake in his gut.
Klaus laughed. "My, my. Your mind is a very dark and riveting place, Damon." The Salvatore fell back onto his knees clearly in a lot of pain as he looked up at the hybrid in front of him sussing out that it wasn't actually Klaus but what he feared even more, Silas. "It really doesn't take much to rial you up, does it."
"Ugh! Silas. You know you're not gonna get Bonnie, right? I'd give up now if I were you." He told him grunting in pain.
"I wouldn't worry so much about the witch but more about your brother, whom I lead into the forest when I convinced him that I was you." He smirked crossing his arms over his chest. "He's probably in a bit of pain now, too. The witch is mine. Stay away from her." He told him firmly before walking away from him.
Both Matt and Bonnie were taking a picture together on stage happily as April stood off to the side supervising them, she reminded them all of a young Caroline in way that everything had to go as planned. Leaving the stage to get some air he was suddenly intercepted by a very concerned looking blonde. "You need to get your queen off the stage." The Original warned him.
"I can't really do that right now." Matt answered as Elena wandered over to him with a hard look on her face as she glared at the blonde.
Crossing her arms over her chest the Gilbert asked protectively. "What do you want, Rebekah?"
Lowering her voice the blonde replied. "You didn't hear it from me, but Grace is up to something. I really think you should keep an eye on the new queen." She turned around and walked away, at least that was off of her consequences now.
Matt and Elena both looked at each other before looking over to see the witch enter the tented area on her own, inside Bonnie took off her crowd and placed it on the table before hearing someone enter from behind, looking over she saw Grace standing there looking as still as a statue. "What do you want?"
"For you to stop being a problem." Grace replied coldly before snarling aggressively and zipping over grabbing the witch by her shoulders about to end her life when suddenly Bonnie used her magic to create a series of painful aneurysms in her brain. The brunette moaned in pain pulling away and holding her head.
Bonnie's magic was getting out of control as a large gust of wind blew through the entire venue making everyone worry for what was happening. The microphone on the stage was giving off a piercing feedback noise as the speakers began to spark. Elena's eyes went wide as she led Matt into the back room to see her sister collapsing on the floor in sever pain. "Bonnie!"
"Something's happening to me." Bonnie told them both as Matt stepped forward to reach out for her trying to relax her. "No. I gotta get out of here." She told them both before fleeing from the room, Elena went after her quickly trying to calm her down leaving the human on his own with a very pissed off emotionless vampire.
The vampire on the floor had finally regained composure as she stood up, her hair slightly dishevelled and a snarl on her lips. April had chosen the worst time to walk into the back room asking what was happening when she saw the brunette standing there. "Remember when I told you to make Rebekah prom queen?" She asked before gripping the raven-black haired girls hair and slamming it onto the coffee table and then taking a large chunk out of her neck as Matt called out. "You should have listened." She let go of the girl as April fell back into Matt's arms and Grace took off from the room.
The human could feel panic crawling up his spine as he looked at the girl, she didn't at all look good, her neck was leaking a lot of blood and there was a nasty gash on her head. "April, April, c'mon, please wake up! April, c'mon! Please wake up!" He was shaking her trying to make her regain consciousness.
"Matt, what the hell is going on?" Rebekah walked through the beaded door surprised to see the prom king covered in blood holding the young human in his arms looking up at her. "What the hell happened?!"
"Can you feed her your blood?"
She couldn't, not if she wanted to get the cure from Elijah and be human again. "Can't we just call 911 or something?" She offered looking down at him with a helpless look on her face. Matt told her that she was dying and they needed her blood now. "I can't. If I heal her with my vampire blood, Elijah won't give me the cure and I won't get to be human." She explained.
Matt stared at her through wide eyes. "How is this even a choice right now?" He questioned looking at her, to him it was a no-brainer, the girl needed help and she was the only one available to offer her assistance. "You want to be human? Prove it, be good, do the right thing and save her life."
That meant forfeiting her only chance to be human, she was staring at the human hesitantly, it was the right thing. Wasn't it?
In the forest area surrounding the prom Damon was walking through the thick brush when he heard someone groaning in pain, glancing over he saw his brother on the floor with a stake in his stomach. "Stefan?" he called as the younger brother answered that it was him as he pulled the wooden object from his flesh. "Let me guess: An extremely handsome man came up to you claiming to be me." He guessed a growl springing from the back of his throat.
"Yeah." Stefan nodded his head waiting for his wound to heal. "Same thing for you?" He questioned.
Damon scoffed as he replied. "I got the pleasure of seeing a very high and might Klaus."
As Bonnie made her way back towards the school parking lot she couldn't help but hear her name being called from behind her as Elena searched for her, but all she could see was visions of Jeremy in front of her. "Bonnie, wait." She commanded Silas to get away from her as he added. "We can help each other."
"This is what you do. You wait until I lose control and then you want to swoop in and save me." She told him with a hard look on her face as she continued to walk as fast as she could in her heels as Silas, who was currently appearing to her as Jeremy followed her close behind.
"You really think you have a choice? If you don't let me help you, your Expression will consume you from the inside out." Silas explained to her as she turned around and told him firmly to get away from her, but as the words left her lips car alarms began to scream out. "You didn't try to do that, did you?" He questioned as she remained silent, she was losing control. "You magic is taking a life of its own. You need help controlling it. Listen to me, Bonnie. Breathe." He tried to calm her.
"I will die before I let you control me again." She answered coldly as her anger began to build a gust of wind beginning to circle around them carrying leaves with it. "Get out of my head!" She screamed when suddenly everything stopped, the car alarms, the wind and even Silas was gone. The witch put her hand on her head trying to slowly recover when suddenly she was thrown to the ground her friend looming over her fangs extended, Grace swooped down and took a bite from her throat.
The witch screamed in pain but it was short-lived as the vampire pulled away beginning to choke, holding her throat and actual look of fear on her face as blood began to spit from her mouth. Bonnie's throat healed faster than either of them expected it to as the vampire on the floor continued to choke out in pain.
Raising from where she was on the ground Bonnie held her hand out in front of her using her newly found magic to break her friends bones, screaming in pain as they twisted and snapped at the witches will. Elena was suddenly by her sisters side with a look of concern on her face with Damon and Stefan close by.
With glassy chocolate-brown orbs Grace looked at her sister and begged. "Elena, help me. Please. God. Help." She whispered as her sister wrapped her arms around her looking up at the witch who wasn't stopping as the Salvatore tried to calm her reminding her that Grace was her friend. "Bonnie..." She whispered looking up at the witch. "Please." Elena was stroking her hair.
The agonising pain continued for a moment longer before it all stopped and Grace let out a breathy sigh looking down at the ground letting her bones heal and reset. Stepping forward Stefan asked if the witch was okay. "No, I'm not okay. I almost died. The shell of my best friend almost killed me. None of this is okay!" She screamed before turning around as they watched her leave.
Damon crouched down to stroke his girlfriends hair as she looked up at him with a quivering lip. "Hey. C'mon. I got you." He helped her to stand as she looked over at her sister breathing hard when suddenly Damon stabbed a vervain syringe into her side making her fall unconscious into his arms. "Sorry." He muttered into her hair holding her close to him.
Shrugging off his blazer the prom king placed it over April's shoulders as she looked up at him with a kind smile which he returned before wandering over to Rebekah who looked very sad for a woman who had just saved a life. "Thank you for saving her." Matt told her sincerely giving her a small smile.
"Grace was right. I should have just stayed home."
"No one has to know what you did. I won't tell anyone." He promised, he knew how much she wanted to be human and to take that away from her would just be cruel, he was willing to let her be happy if she wanted to be.
The Originals eyes lit up lightly as she asked. "You'd really do that for me?"
"I would." He replied nodding his head. "And maybe I was a little harsh earlier. You wouldn't make the worst human." He offered giving a lop-sided smile as a real smile pulled up over the blondes face.
"Are you offering me a job as a bus boy?" She questioned with a flirtatious tone to her voice as he smirked back at her. "You know, I'd look cute in an apron." He answered that he would think about it before adding that he should get April home, it had certainly been a long night for the young girl. Both the humans existed the room just as someone joined. Niklaus.
"Dear sweet April Young." Klaus's voice interrupted her train of though and only made her blood run cold as she looked over at her sinister older brother. "Now, there's a girl with a future." He mocked nodding his head.
Trying to process her thoughts she answered. "She was dying, and I acted with human decency. You can't get more human than that." She went to walk past him but he stopped her again.
"Actually, you can." He replied surely nodding his head, he knew what it was like to lose someone as a human, his little brother Henrik and he remember what he was thinking that awful day. "You can stand idly by as poor April takes her final breath. You can ask, 'Why does this always happen to innocent people? Where do the spirits go? Was there anything I could have done?' That is what it means to be human, sister. You give humanity too much credit." He tutted. Sullenly she questioned if he was going to tell Elijah to which he smirked and answered. "No, no. You are."
Over at Rebekah's house the blonde approached her older brother who was waiting patiently for her. "You home." He announced nodding his head. "And how did our Cinderella fare?" He questioned curiously.
"I won't lie. There were complications." The blonde replied nodding her head before looking down slightly.
"You will tell him that you cheated, that you failed, that you don't deserve the cure." Klaus listened what his baby sister was to say as she glared back at him with a passionate despise in her eyes.
A large grin pulled over Rebekah's face as she looked back up at her older brother. "But I passed your test with flying colours." She told him as he smiled back at her reaching into his inner pocket pulling out the cure to her to have telling her that she deserved it and that the cure was hers, Elijah had just handed over the cure to somebody he shouldn't have.
"Why is it so hard for you to let me be happy?" Rebekah hissed at the hybrid wanting to know why she for once he couldn't let her have what she wanted instead of trying to tear her down at every turn.
"Because your happiness comes at the expense of my sanity, because I refuse to entertain yet another one of your whims, because you are bored and you're looking for a reason to matter." Klaus replied cruelly as she stared back at him through glassy orbs. "Thankfully I don't have to waste anymore breath fighting with you on the subject." He told her before turning and walking from the back room.
"What does that mean?" She called but he didn't turn around. "Nik, what does that mean?"
Back at Rebekah's house the blonde was staring at the cure in her hand with a look of excitement in her eyes. "I guess it's time that I turned into a pumpkin. Thank you, Elijah." She nodded gratefully at him before walking up the stairs towards the front door of her hair.
The moral Original smiled to himself, he was proud of his sister, if it was what she truly wanted then he was going to stand by her and make sure she got what she wished. Feeling his phone vibrating in his pocket he pulled his phone out to see that his little sister was calling, this confused him even more. "Rebekah?"
"Elijah, I think Nik's up to something." Her voice was almost full of worry as he asked where she went. "I'm still at the prom." This made his stomach tighten in fear looking straight forward. "Look, don't do anything with the cure until I see you. Something's not right." He wasn't speaking back to her which made her worry. "Elijah? Hello? Elijah, do not take you eyes off that cure."
"I think it might be a little late for that."
Over at the Lockwood mansion Tyler and Caroline were dancing slowly when the hybrid noticed the time, he knew he couldn't stay infinity and would have to leave. "I have to go soon. People will be here for the part, and if anyone sees me..."
"I know, I know." The blonde sighed heavily as she leaned up to kiss him lovingly. "Thank you for the best prom ever." She smiled at him before the kissed again more passionately this time not wanting to let the moment slip away from them, but with that the hybrid had removed himself from her arms walking from the house.
Shutting the door behind him the hybrid turned around to see Niklaus standing there. "Was it worth it?" He questioned. "To see her smile, to make her dream night come true? Was. It. Worth. It?." He walked towards him as the younger hybrid stared back at him. "I will give you this one night to make her happy... I'm going to allow you five seconds before I rip your heart out of your chest. Five... Four... Three..." With that the boy had vanished from in front of him.
Softly Damon laid down his little lover on the cot in the Salvatore cell in the cellar of the boarding house, too many times had his loved and himself been locked away in this room and now she was in here too, it almost broke his heart seeing it. "She might not feel much, but she's gonna feel that in the morning." Damon whispered as he brushed her hair back off of her face, it was nice to see the look of blissful peace on her face.
"So what's the plan?" Elena asked from where she stood in the doorway with her boyfriend by her side.
"When Bonnie was whaling on her tonight, you saw it didn't you?" Damon turned to look at the Gilbert twin who stared back at him. "You could see it in her eyes, she thought she was going to die and she begged you for help, Elena. She was scared." Stefan muttered the word fear as he rubbed his girlfriends back gently. "Last time I checked, one of those pesky human emotions. As much as she wants to stay away from them they will always find a way back to her."
"So plan 'C' is this? Make her life a living hell. Damon, are you sure you can go through with that?"
"If it means getting the old Grace back I can do it." The Salvatore confirmed nodding his head before glancing over his shoulder at her petite form that laid there unconscious resisting touching her as he walked from the room. "You care to talk about our other problem? You know, the one that can be anyone, anywhere, anytime." He shrugged his shoulders.
Stefan sighed a little as he replied. "Silas still needs Bonnie. And if tonight any indication, she's no pushover. She's not gonna let him manipulate her, not anymore." He confirmed nodding his head as Elena smiled a little almost feeling a sense of pride for her friend.
"I wouldn't underestimate his talents. He fooled the hell out of both of us." Damon answered as he locked the cell door tight looking at his little lover through the bars for a moment before looking back at his brother. "What did he say to you anyway?"
Stefan shrugged his shoulders as he replied. "He led me out in the woods, claiming he saw Silas, and then he staked me." He answered honestly as his older brother hummed and nodded his head. "How'd he get to you?"
"Well, let me tell you he had Klaus' douche-ness down to a tee but it wasn't so hard to tell one from the other..." Damon answered as they both chuckled, Stefan led his girlfriend over to the stairs leading back up to the house as the raven-black haired vampire stood watching Grace through the bars longingly. "Damon. You coming?" He asked and after a moment of hesitation the older brother followed.
At the Mikaelson mansion Klaus entered his study surprised to see a letter propped up against a fancy-looking glass decanter. Picking it up he noticed that it was shut with a wax seal that had a large 'P' imprinted on it. Frowning he opened it surprised to see whom it was from Fay Petrova.
Klaus, I hear through the grape-vine that Elijah refused you the cure and in return you have refused me and my sister our freedom. Shame on you both. But while you boys sort out your problems, I have one last thing to offer you. I've caught with that there is a witch in New Orleans named Jane-Anne Deveraux plotting a move against you. Hunt her down. What she has to say will rattle you so deep to your core that chasing my sister and me will be the least of your concerns. It's been a fun five centuries, Klaus, but I've worn down too many good heels running from you. I'll always remember the terrible memory of our nights together. Love and hate, Fay.
Deep in the woods Bonnie found herself at the Lockwood cellar, she could feel her heart racing in her chest as she walked through the door into the dimly lit cellar, the sound of dripping water breaking the eerie silence. "Silas? I know it's you. My locator spell worked without using any of your possessions."
A dark voice came from within the shadows. "Ah, yes. You're finally acknowledging how powerful you are." It didn't remind her of anyone that she knew, he must have been in his true form.
"You're not Jeremy anymore. Is this the real you?" There was another pause of silence between the two powerful beings. "Then tell me what you're hiding." She commanded in a rough voice walking further into the room.
"Call it Qetsiyah's revenge. When she learned that I didn't love her, she used her magic to ensure no woman could ever love me. It should come as no surprise that now I simply want to die." In the dim candle light Bonnie could just make out a small wooden box in his hand as she told him that she wanted him to die, at least he would be gone from their world. "Even if it means bringing back every dead supernatural being?"
"Show me your face." She commanded in a cold voice as slowly the supernatural being arose from his place and emerged just enough into the light to show the witch his true appearance as a monstrous, deformed creature.
A/N
Alright, I hope this was quick enough updating, it was a little quicker than last time, but I love writing these kinds of episodes where it's not all serious, prom is great to write too so I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it and I apologise for not updating that quickly but I will be trying to pick up the pace from now on.
Oh, for the next chapter I'll probably skip the Original one because it hasn't really got the main story line in it considering it was a back door pilot for the show just a heads up, I'm guessing you guys all know what happens in that episode, I'm assuming you do.
How did you like this chapter? Grace was being a bitch to her friends, but like Damon said you have to take her with a pinch of salt, she's trying to push these people away because she doesn't want to feel but in the end the girls coming together, that was really sweet for me to write, I've missed Grelena stuff.
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Answers and responses below
Nymartian: Klaus does think about it a lot, I think it proved it again in this chapter that he was willing to give one of the dresses and try and get her to go to prom. And yeah, poor Damon. I hope Grace was evil enough for you in this chapter, I do try and make Grace as witty as possible.
Ghostwriter: Glad that you enjoyed it, hope you like this one too.
xxxRena: Thank you, honey. I'm glad that you like the chapter and yeah I feel the same way about Gracie, but you have to love a bit of Grebekah, there is some more in this chapter so I hope you like it.
winxgirl1997: Here's an update, hope you like.
SomebodyWhoCares: I think you're right, Damon was the old Grace back too.
Chloe: Glad that you loved it, hope you like this chapter too.
grapejuice101: Totally with you about humanity Grace, but it won't be much longer now with no humanity, she'll be back to herself in no time, can't wait to write that.
David Fishwick: Thank you, I'm really that you enjoyed everything. Grace and Rebekah are working together because they both have a common goal, Grace doesn't want the cure used on her and Rebekah wants it, if Rebekah takes it they both get what they want. And Grace killing Jolene was a warning to the brothers, the more they push her the more she'll act out. Grace will regain her humanity very soon.
ddluzelle: Thank you, honey. I'm glad you enjoyed it. It might be Matt, but there are other people that they could use against her to make her feel something.
Graciiee