Twisted Love
Season Four
The Walking Dead
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the vampire diaries characters or story lines, I only own Grace.
The master room of the Salvatore boarding house was a giant mess, there was remains of broken cement blocks scattered over the floor and torn punching bags laying against the wall, Damon was trying to get the brunette to take her anger out on inanimate objects instead of running off to her death and trying to take down the Petrova's.
Small angered moans came seconds apart as the older Salvatore stood in the doorway just watching his girlfriend take her aggression out on a solid looking punching bag. "Hey, Million Dollar Baby, you ready to take a break yet? When I suggested sublimating I didn't mean destroy our room." He informed her as she just ignored him and continued very high impact work out.
Taking a step back from the bag she readjusted her fingerless boxing clothes and then pulling two sections of her ponytail to tighten it before bouncing on the spot. Sighing heavily the Salvatore walked further into the room before asking. "So, have you spoken to Klaus since he left? I figured you'd want to get in touch with him." He questioned leaning against the clothes cabinet looking over at her.
Shaking her head she delivered two quick blows to the punching bags mid region before he wandered towards her, placing two soft hands on her tiny waist he turned her to him. "You know, I've heard angry sex is a great way to get out some frustration." He smirked, he figured a good way to get her to loosen up would be humour, or flirting.
Blinking a couple of time she stared at him for a moment before placing her hands on his chest and sighing. "I know that you're trying to help me, but... but right now the only help that I need is help taking down Fayth and Katherine." She paused moving from his arms and sighing heavily. "Do you know where they are?" She turned to the raven-black haired vampire with a stern look on her face.
"I don't know where those two little rats are, alright? And even if I did, I wouldn't tell you." He replied to her firmly crossing his arms over her chest. "When I told you to sublimate I meant you could maybe channel all of that emotions into another feeling. Like I don't know, hope, love, compassion, one of those things you did so well before you switched off your humanity." She pouted a little turning away from him clenching her fists. "I don't want you running after two ruthless vampires that are 500 years older than you, Grace. I'm looking out for you."
Beginning to punch the solid bag once more her words came out angrier than he would have thought as she asked. "You just don't think I can do it, do you?" She didn't face him but quickly he zipped across the room and had her pinned against the room his hand on her throat. "Damon." She was shocked, but he was only a hundred years older and didn't want to kill her, so the damager Fayth would do would be fatal.
"I think for starters you're out of practice. Punching bags don't more or fight back, pissed off vampires on the other hand do. Plus, even if you really wanted to – which I don't think you do – you wouldn't because deep down you know you're not that person, Grace." He told her before releasing her from his grip. "At least not anymore." He wandered across the room grabbing a fresh towel. "Now go have a shower, you smell like a locker room." He threw it at her and she caught it narrowing her eyes at him.
Later around mid day Rebekah was sitting in a bar staring down at a graduation letter which had her full name written on it in an elegant script. The human was the other side of the bar wiping it down with a old dish rag whilst listening to her speak. "So, let me get this straight: you send out a notice of your impending graduation and people feel obliged to give you money?"
"Pretty much."
"That sounds brilliant." The blonde gushed her eyes lighting up as she looked over to Matt who was smirking gently. "Why aren't you participating?" She quizzed tilting her head to the side as he answered how he didn't have a lot of family. "That makes two of us. Besides, I don't think it was my mother's dream to see me in a cap and gown." It was more her mothers dream to see her buried in the ground. "How about your mum?" She asked.
"Let's just say I'm not holding my breath for a graduation check." Matt replied throwing the rag down on the side whilst watching her read the letter carefully.
Just outside the grill Elena, Caroline and Grace were sat around a table preparing their graduation letters to their families that weren't in Mystic Falls. The blondes stack was beginning to feel like a skyscraper compared to Elena's one envelope and Grace's wasn't even a building yet, the first piece of paper that the oldest vampire had given her had yet to be written on.
"Stamp, please." The blonde interrupted both of the twins train of thought as they looked up at her, Grace peeled one off and handed it to her. "Thank you." She added applicatively but to the smaller Gilbert it all felt fake and put on, and so it should she did awful things to all of them and it wasn't about be wiped away with some friendly smiles.
"If... If you guys don't want me here, I can leave. You don't have to pretend to be nice to me. I know that Damon asked you two to do this, so I can be distracted." She nodded as both of them looked at her, she was right the Salvatore had asked if they would look over her, she would only get more aggravated if she had him glooming over her all day, it was better if she was with her peers.
The blonde gave her a lopsided smile as she replied. "You haven't even started your first one yet, Grace. It's not that hard, do you wanna see one of mine?" She questioned about to open one of her not yet licked envelopes but the brunette sitting next to Grace only shook her head, she knew what was happening.
"I, uh, I don't have any other family outside of Mystic Falls." Grace blinked a couple of times gulping down the lump in her throat. "But, you know, that's okay, because I don't really care anyway." Without her emotions off it was much harder for her to lie her way out of situations because her pesky feelings would get in the way.
Elena sighed as she reached over and stroked her sisters hand lovingly before saying. "Look, I want Katherine and Fayth dead just as much as you do, but this is all a phase-" She was cut short when the brunette looked across at her sister, her hair flinging over her shoulder as she looked at her.
"Do you want to help me? I'm sure that two of us would do more damage then just me on my own." Grace made a very good point as her sister stared back at her for a few minutes, maybe if she hung around with the smaller brunette she might be able to get her out of the mindset that she needed to kill the Petrova's.
"Oh, I..." She paused before nodding her head. "Yes, yeah." Elena nodded her head as the blonde banged the table gently trying to get her attention, she just shrugged over at her as the brunette jumped up from her seat and walked inside, she didn't want to but she knew she was going to have to face Caroline's questions at some time, glancing over she saw the completely shell shocked look on her pretty face. "I just figure someone has to keep an eye on her and if I'm on her side then I can." She explained as the blonde let out a puff of air shaking her head, she understood why she was doing it but it didn't look like Grace was going to be giving up on find the Petrova's any time soon.
The young Bennett witch was sitting in the middle of a large woodsy clearing preforming a non-verbal spell her hands held out in front of her and a very peaceful look on her face as she heard two people approaching but she didn't look up, she didn't need to. "Hello." Fayth called from where she was standing with her sister. "Could you be any creepier?" She hissed looking around to hear the shivering whispers following through them. "Why are we here?
When the witch finally opened her eyes she replied. "You want me to make you truly immortal so that nothing can kill you. To do that I need to talk to Qetsiyah, which means I need to lower the veil to the Other Side." She explained logically as the two girls looked over to her with almost bored looks on their faces.
"That still doesn't explain why you made us trudge through mud in $500 boots." Katherine answered earning an approved look from her sister but an exasperated look from the witch standing across from them.
Pointing her arm in one direction she informed them. "A few miles that way, twelve hybrids were killed at the Lockwood Cellar. And a few miles that way..." She pointed her arm in the opposite direction. "Twelve humans died at the Young farm. And this is the site where twelve witches were killed."
"Thirteen, if you don't get to the point." Fayth muttered threateningly, but Bonnie knew that she wouldn't make a move on her because she was the most important player in the grand scheme of things.
"It's the Expression triangle." Bonnie informed them both as they creased their thin eye brows listening to the witch explain. "I need to charge all three points and channel the mystical energy from Silas' tombstone. Once that happens, I can drop the veil inside the three points and just long enough to get what I need." She explained.
"And what exactly do you need?" Katherine quizzed.
"Silas has done nothing but torment my friends." The witch hissed as the Petrova's resisted rolling their eyes, of course the witch was still looking out for her friends after everything. "Now he wants to unleash hell on Earth. He's evil. In two thousand years, only one person has been able to put him down."
Looking up from where she was inspecting her nails Fayth muttered. "Let me guess: Qetsiyah."
"If I can contact her, I can ask her how to do it. Now, hand me the rock." She commanded holding her hands out but the two girls glanced over at each other obviously thinking the exact same thing.
Fayth paused for a minute looking the Bennett girl up and down before saying. "You're gonna flood Mystic Falls with dead, supernatural creatures so that you can 'ask' a two thousand year old witch to do, not one, but two favours?" A short laugh fell from her lips as her looked down at her sister once more. "I think we'll take our business elsewhere."
With that the two turned around about to leave the circle but when they got to a certain distance both were unable to move, they backed up creasing their eye brows and tried to leave again but an invisible tether was holding them both to the witch, turning slowly Katherine growled out. "What the hell?"
"I linked us all." Bonnie informed them as she noted the intense hatred in both of their eyes. "Which means you're stuck with me for the day. Silas can be anyone. If he gets in your head and figures out that I don't need a full moon to do the spell, it's over." A smug smile pulled across the witches lips. "Now, about that tombstone." She had them right where she wanted them.
Over at the town hospital Damon was wandering through the halls until he saw where Stefan was waiting for him, both had been called in by the Sheriff about some strange attacks from within the hospital walls and she wanted them to come and take a look at it all. As the raven-black haired vampire approached his younger brother he muttered. "Did I miss the doughnuts?"
Scoffing the forest-green eyed vampire shook his head as he replied. "How is Grace?" He crossed his arms over his chest, they had a little time to talk until they had to go meet up with Liz.
"I don't know if I'm even helping. I just feel like I'm prolonging the inevitable." He explained shaking his head. "I sent her off with her friends hoping they might be able to make her see sense a little more than I can. Her only goal is to take down the Petrova's and that's not gonna disappear with her destroying ever punching bag that I buy her." He informed his brother sighing when they heard footsteps coming towards them.
Sheriff Forbes was standing there beside them "Hey guys, thanks for coming." They both nodded their heads asking why they were here. "Well, the hospital has kept the blood banks empty ever since they were raided last month. We thought at the very least it would help keep the vampire population away."
"And it didn't?" Stefan questioned.
"See for yourself." Liz lead them forward into a patients room to see a lifeless body laying there in a pool of blood several bite marks over his body. "There are four other victims in this wing, each one almost completely drained of blood." She informed them both as they looked at the body. "You think it's Silas?" She quizzed.
"Or a doctor with some very questionable bedside manners." Damon was trying to say that one of the staff could have been jacking the blood instead of their worst nightmare, but by the way he worded it all it sounded like was a insensitive joke and the ignored his statement and went back to the idea of it being Silas.
"But five victims?" Liz looked over at the older Salvatore shaking her head. "That's a lot of blood, and it's not like he can take it with him."
Something clicked inside of Stefan as he added. "Unless he's fuelling up for something big." They both looked over to him creasing their eye brows.
"Big?" The Sheriff muttered. "Any details would be helpful, considering I'm dealing with five grieving families out there and a psychic killer on the loose." She told them both in a hardened voice, she hated what this thing was doing to the town she was fighting tooth and nail to protect.
Damon sighed a little as he replied. "Silas wants Bonnie to do a spell to drop the veil from the Other Side." He explained but this only confused the Sheriff even more as she asked what that meant. "It's an invisible wall that separates our plane from the plane of all the dead supernatural creatures. Now, Silas wants that to go away so he can take the cure, die, and not have to spend an eternity in purgatory."
"And when do you suppose Silas plans on doing thing?" Liz quizzed looking between both of the brothers with a worried expression on her face.
Damon looked at her as he replied. "Next full moon. Tomorrow night." He calculated.
Back in the woods both of the Petrova's were trailing along behind the witch being head on invisible leaches. Bonnie began the decent into the Lockwood cellar before she heard a complaint behind her. "Ugh, that Lockwood cellar reeks of wet dog." Katherine scrunched her nose. "We'll be staying up here."
"You obviously don't know how this works." The witch continued to walk and that only jerked the two vampires after her as they fought against the tethers but to no avail being forced to follow until they were inside of the cellar.
Fayth grit her teeth as she zipped towards the witch telling her firmly. "You realise I'm not some wandering child in a supermarket, right?" Her eyes narrowed. "I'm a vampire that can kill you." Her fangs extended threateningly but this only made a smug smile pull across the Bennett's lips.
"Whatever happens to me, happens to you both." Bonnie explained as the smaller Petrova let out an exasperated sound moving back to be standing beside her sister. "Do you really think I want you here?" She asked rolling her eyes, she wanted the two of them to be as far away from town as possible but that wasn't happening until she spoke with Qetsiyah.
"And what is here?" Katherine looked around before remember what the witch had told her. "Oh, right, 12 dead hybrids. This should be good." She muttered as she watched the witch close her eyes in concentrating drawing the power from the mystical energy surrounding the area all causing the wind to pick up the old, rusty shackles were rattling against the bars.
Over at the Grill a couple quickly entered the building to escape the wind that had picked up and was throwing scraps of paper and litter around the town. Caroline and Rebekah were both standing at the bar looking outside the large window to see the gust of wind that were passing every so often whilst Matt stood behind doing his job. "Is it supposed to rain tonight?" The younger blonde mused.
The Original narrowed her eyes over to her. "Do I look like a meteorologist?" She deadpanned expertly as Caroline gave her a tired look before glancing over her shoulder at the Gilbert sister whom were currently playing darts and obviously plotting something by the looks on their faces. The human across the bar muttered he wondered what they were planning and Rebekah reached over grabbing a bottle of liquor and saying. "I got this."
Wandering over to the other side of the room she stopped at the Gilbert's table as they both looked up at her. "Drink?" She offered placing it on the table as the two brunettes looked up at her suspiciously. "You're putting your friends on edge with all this sister time, alright." She informed them as Elena sighed taking a shot and then handing the bottle to her sister. "So, what's the deal? I'm new to this whole emotional switch situation."
"It's not complicated." Grace answered as she squinted both one eyes closed and the tip of her tongue was poking out between her lips lining up her shot. "See that dart board? All I can picture is a happy loving picture of the Petrova's." And with that she launched the dart as hard as she could making it hit the bullseye.
"Well that's very sinister for a vampire who just turned her emotions back on." The blonde muttered as Elena gave her a warning shot from where she was standing but she didn't stop. "So after everything that everyone has done for you even after you turn it all back on you still have all that rage built up inside of you and it's aimed at the Petrova's."
Sighing the brunette turned around and looked her up and down. "Look, Rebekah. I get that you want to fit it and I understand we had our whole Thelma and Louise thing on our great American road trip but that was when I didn't have any humanity, the more I look at you and hang around you, the more it just reminds me of that time." Turning on her heels she wandered over to the dart board retrieving her darts.
"Well see the thing is you can't really just forget about this whole friendship that we have, sweetheart, because you owe me." The blonde informed her as she turned creasing her eye brows. "You're the reason I lost my one chance of having a good human life with a good man and children. You attacked April, which lead to me having a moment of humanity and healing her with my blood forfeiting any chance of getting my hands on that cure. Really you're lucky I haven't ripped your head off your shoulders, I guess all the Originals have a soft spot for you, eh."
Gritting her teeth the brunette stared at her for a long moment. "I don't want to talk about this. And if you're here looking for some kind of apology you're not gonna find it. Not now at least. I can't let myself feel any kind of guilt because if I do then I feel everything, and... Well, we've all see how well I can handle my emotions." Her voice was slick with sarcasm.
Just as she threw another the dart the lights flickered within the building and then went out completely leaving them all looked around concerned, the wind was howling through the streets carrying pieces of debris with it and the sound of heavy objects being pushed over nearby.
Matt and Caroline walked outside with the blonde Original following them, the wind was so loud that their hair was being windswept and blown out of it's usual way. "The power's completely out." Rebekah shouted over the howling wind as they all looked over to her, Caroline fished her phone out of her back pocket.
"I'll call my mom – maybe she knows what's going on." She headed back inside to try and get a hold of her mother but she heard the sound of sirens wailing, turning around she noticed a police cruiser driving past the building at a fair speed.
The witch and two Petrova's had made it to the Young Farm where all the humans had been killed. Bonnie sighed looking around before saying. "Twelve humans burned to death here. They died in vain for Silas." She informed them before closing her eyes beginning the spell making the wind pick up even more than before.
"What did you do?" Katherine asked.
Her eyes finally opened and she answered. "I linked the final hotspot. It's time to drop the veil." She informed them making both of the sisters look at each other wondering what they had gotten into this time.
Back at the hospital Damon and Stefan were still their with the Sheriff. The lights had been knocked out so they were using a flashlight that Liz had given them to look over the map. She was marking the map as she spoke. "The power outages originated at 3 different places in town: the Young farm, the Lockwood estate, and a blown transformer off Old Miller Road." She informed them as the young Salvatore picked up a marker and connected the three dots.
"Well, these are the locations of the Silas massacres." He informed her as the woman nodded her head. "It's the Expression triangle. Bonnie must be doing the spell." He told the three of them as Damon muttered something about the witch not needing a full moon.
Liz looked at the two of them as she added. "And there's something else: one of the power company guys has a daughter who goes to school with Bonnie. He saw her leaving the Young farm an hour ago... With Grace and Elena." She informed them and that confused the two vampires standing before her.
"No, that's not possible. I dropped Grace off a little while ago with her sister and they were with Caroline preparing for graduation." Damon informed them before sighing shaking his head letting out a short laugh. "Looks like Bonnie Bennett has two new doppelgänger friends." He looked over at his brother.
"So how do we find them?" Liz quizzed.
"Well, they must be some where in the triangle." Stefan concluded logically looking down at the map. "My guess is that they would be right in the middle." He used the marker to draw a circle in the middle as Damon asked where that was before they both inspected the map to see that there was only one location they could be, the high school.
Stefan and Damon finally get to the high school, they had called the girls in advance to get them searching for the witch, pulling up outside they stepped out into the fiercely blowing wind to see Grace standing there waiting for them the door behind her opened and out what Elena relieved to see Stefan.
Giving her a long hug he pulled away and asked. "Where's Caroline?" Elena explained how she was inside looking for Bonnie. "Alright. Then we'll split up. Elena, you come with me and we'll go find Caroline and look inside and Grace you stay with Damon and look outside." They all nodded at each other before splitting up.
"It's good to see you actually wanting to help rather than trying to find..." He cut himself off looking at the calculated look on her face. "You're still trying to find them, aren't you." He pressed as she sighed heavily continuing to walk, he grabbed her arm turning her to him. "Look at me and tell me you're not searching for them." She didn't meet his eye line. "Do you really not notice what's happening here?"
"I understand-"
"No, I don't think you do." He growled leaning down close to her face. "Silas is out there somewhere stealing blood from people, your friend – the one you tried to kill, by the way – is missing and all you care about is your petty revenge plans." He told her as she scoffed giving him a look.
"Who does that sound like?" She growled out giving him a hard look. "Tell me that you don't want her head. After everything she's done to you, Damon. Stringing you along for hundreds of years? Letting you think that she was buried under the old Fell's church when really she had been living a life without you."
Damon shook his head gritting his teeth, he did hate Fayth and Katherine in equal measure, but at the moment they had a lot more important stuff to deal with. "Sweetheart, you don't need to list the many reasons why I hate Fayth and Katherine, alright? I know why I hate them and I know why you hate them, but what we need to do is find Bonnie. C'mon." He took her hand about to pull her but she stood her ground.
"I don't care about Bonnie." Grace hissed out like the words were acid on her tongue, her boyfriend knew that she didn't mean that she it was just her hatred of the Petrova's that was blocking her better judgement. "I care about killing one or both of them." She added in a firm tone as he turned back to her.
"They're together, okay?" The raven-black haired vampire informed her as her eyes went wide. "So maybe you should do a little less threatening and whining and a little more looking and finding. C'mon." He took her hand this time and trailed her along behind him, keeping up now she was determined to find Bonnie because wherever the witch was the Petrova's were.
"You said you'd do what?" Stefan pressed as he and Elena walked down the hall in order to try and find the blonde vampire. "Why would you help Grace do that? You're only spurring her on." He explained as they girl sighed.
"I want to be able to keep an eye on her, Stefan." She informed him as they turned the corner stopping for a second. "When I said it I didn't think she'd take me seriously, I mean after everything I thought she'd turn me down, but she wanted my help and... and I didn't want to pass that up. She needed me, again."
The forest green eyed vampire stroked her cheek gently as he looked down at her. "I get why you're doing this. You think that by helping Grace with this it's going to help bond you two again, but she isn't thinking straight, she's only thinking about all the rage she has built up inside of her and I don't want you to get hurt in the crossfire."
Elena nodded as she looked up at her him, she understood where he was coming from but she knew what she had to do. "I get it. I know this is dangerous, but someone has to keep an eye on her and she's actually letting me be close to her, I need to do this." She told him and he sighed putting his head down knowing how stubborn she could be. "Let's go find Care." She announced as they continued walking.
The couple entered the cafeteria they saw the blonde vampire standing in middle of the room, turning around to see them both wandering towards her. "Hey, there you are." Stefan announced. "Any luck?" He asked wandering around the chairs and table looking around.
"I searched the whole school." Caroline explained from where she moved to stand next to her friend. "She should be here." This was the last place she had searched and yet there was still no sign of their witch friend. A loud noise came from the kitchen and they all turned towards her. "What was that?" She asked.
All of them began to search the kitchens cautiously, Caroline approached the freezer slowly and opened it to see a large bag of ice that flopped to the floor in a puddle of melted water, it was where the power had gone out and everything was beginning to defrost, that would most certainly cause trouble for most people. "Hm. Ice is melting." Stefan noted wandering over.
The blonde shoved the door closed as she vented. "Ugh. It just doesn't make any sense. This is the centre of the triangle. If she's gonna do the spell, she has to be to do it here. This is where they should be." She looked around sighing heavily running her icy fingers through her blonde hair.
"Actually, I think we're in the right place..." The oldest vampire concluded shining his flashlight around the room until it stopped on the floor at the drain where all the water was dripping down through. "... Just the wrong elevation."
Below the school in the caves underground the young Bennett witch was standing there with the two Petrova's standing opposite her watching as she got a feel for the room they were standing in. "Okay, this is the centre of the triangle. I'm ready. Now, give me the tombstone." She commanded them.
"The fact that this spell hinges on some hunk of blood-rock does little to inspire my confidence." Fayth informed her as she crossed the room and grabbed the duffel bag for the witch as she took it from her.
The witch opened the bag and took the tombstone out of it inspecting it for a couple of minutes before replying. "It's filled with the calcified blood of Qetsiyah, one of the strongest witches in the world. It'll work." She told them confidently as she held the rock tightly in her hand.
Upstairs walking through the halls of the school Damon and Grace were walking through looking like a force to be reckoned with, it was the first time they had actually start to feel like a team again. He was speaking on the phone with his brother who was still with the two other girls. "If I remember correctly, I think there's an entrance in the basement." The raven-black haired vampire informed him.
"Well, where's the basement."
"Off the boiler room." Grace spoke up this time answering for the handsome male beside her, it was loud enough for the other Salvatore to hear her without him having to repeat it to his brother. Stefan told him that they would meet them there and the older brother hung up before grabbing the brunette's wrist making her stop. "What?"
"You're gonna have to stay here." He told her his voice more firm than it usually was, he wasn't going to mess around anymore, he didn't want her hurt and wasn't going to risk her running in there all guns blazing. She hissed out that he had to be kidding and he rolled his eyes replying. "We really need to stop Bonnie from doing the spell, and if you get all murderous and screw it up-"
"You know I'm really starting to doubt that is the real reason here, Damon." She scowled at him pulling her arm from his grip.
She went to walk around him again but this time he zipped around her and slammed her lightly against the lockers looking down at her. "You have to listen to me, Grace. I mean really hear me. Behind all this rage and anger your feeling is every other emotion you locked away when Jeremy was killed. All that guilt I saw in your eyes that night, all the grief and loss, every single emotion you ever put off."
He whispered as she looked up at him licking her lips slowly trying to stop her lower lip from shaking. "And if you end up killing Katherine or Fayth then it's gonna let all that back in. And if you can't handle it..." He breathed out putting his head down for a moment. "And I can't lose you again, Gracie, I just can't." There was a edge of desperation to his voice as his grip tightened on her upper arms.
"And what if I can?" Her voice was broken as she looked up at him, determination still written in her eyes. "What if this is the beginning of the end of it all? What if killing one or both of them takes away all that grief and guilt? What if Killing them finally lets me feel all the good things that I've lost." Her hand wound up and stroked his cheek gently as he just watched her every movement. "Damon, help me."
It was the first time he had heard that in a while and the words made him feel strong and powerful. "As soon as I get over this hurdle, I'll be me. I'll be Grace again. Your Grace." She reminded him as he put his head down not meeting her eye line anymore. "I'll be able to think clearly, I'll be myself, and everything will go back to normal." There was a sparkly of hope in her eyes as she watched him.
As he pulled his head back up to look at her this look on his face was still unconvinced. "There are two of them, Grace. Both of them are strong, and crafty and you'll die. And I refuse to lose you to those two bitches." He spat out a deep hatred in his icy-blue eyes.
Sighing she looked down for a moment, slipping a stake out of her back pocket she whispered. "I'm sorry." She lunged out and stabbed him in the stomach, he groaned in pain letting her arms go and sliding to the floor looking at her as he saw the apologetic look in his eyes. "I hope you understand why I have to do this." With that she zipped off down the hall leaving him laying there yelling name in agony.
Down in the cave underground Bonnie was holding the tombstone in her hand concentrating hard on it silently chanting the Expression spell which would drop the veil to the Other Side. The two Petrova's watched as blood began to seep through the rocks flesh, winding down the witches arm and eventually dripping delicately onto the floor. Katherine asked what was happening and Bonnie replied. "I'm channelling the Expression triangle." She informed him as the torches dotted around the room suddenly caught alight illuminating the cave more than before. "It's done." She informed them. "The veil's down."
The older Salvatore sat up slowly grounding as he tried to pull out the stake from his stomach but called out in pain, he heard a pair of footsteps walking towards him, too heavy to be Grace's, looking up he half expected it to be his brother but when he saw an old friend standing there with a smirk on his face. Alaric.
"Need a hand?" He reached down and pulled out the stake from his gut making the vampire growl out in pain.
Damon looked him up and down, the last time he had seen the history teacher he had been taken over by a darkness and the Salvatore had watched him whilst he died, his best friend died in his arms, but what Alaric was standing there before him. "So this is either really good, or really bad." He muttered.
The teacher laughed as he crouched down beside his buddy, it was definitely the nice Alaric standing there, but that left the question that it might not even be him, it could be Silas playing a trick on him again. "It's good to see you too, Damon." He told him with a smirk.
"I'd say the feeling is mutual, except a lot of people aren't exactly who they say there are around here." He replied leaning up on his elbows before he took his hand pulling his vampire friend to his feet. Damon looked at the teacher who laughed when he asked that the vampire who he was Silas. "See, now this puts us in a bit of a pickle, because that is exactly what Silas would say." He pointed out logically.
Alaric thought for a moment for a reason he could prove to the Salvatore that it was really him, standing up he wandered across the hall to a locker and pounded his fist on it once making the door spring open, obviously it was a fault locker and inside was a hidden bottle of bourbon. "Now, would Silas know about Locker 42?" It was obviously their little secret stash of booze on school ground.
The older Salvatore grinned before they both embraced in a brotherly hug laughing gently. "Ah, hang on." He pulled away looking directly at Alaric. "If I can see you..." He patted his on the chest jokingly and then the face. "And I can touch you, that means the little witch did it. She dropped the veil."
"Well, not completely." Alaric answered nodding his head. "It's only down inside the Expression triangle. If I step outside of it, it's back to the ghost world." He informed him as Damon nodded before looking around asking where everyone else was, he figured there would be a load of ghosts floating around. "Well, not every ghost has a reason to come back to Mystic Falls. Just the ones like me, looking after their idiot best friends."
"I'm more worried about the ones looking out for their enemies." Damon replied.
Back over at the Grill, the blonde Original was wandering around the room lighting candles as the electricity was out, the door opened and in walked a very windswept Matt. "The wind is weird." He announced. "One minute it was blowing like a hurricane, now nothing, now even a breeze." He informed her brushing his hair back into place.
"Looks like something wicked finally came." She noted with a small smirk lighting another large candle before turning to him.
Wandering across the room the human told her. "You know, you don't have to be here. I mean, technically only one of us is getting paid." He replied stopping at the start of the bar, the blonde smiled as she walked down the length, her hand sliding against the edge of the bar with every step.
"But it's fun." She answered with a soft smile on her lips. "And kind of cosy, with the storm outside, and the candlelight... And us." Her eyes were bright and shinning under the beautiful, romantic lights of the candles surrounding them, both smiled at each other, but their faces fell when the door opened, the bell dinging, looking over the blonde was taken back. "Oh, my God." She whispered seeing a face she never thought she'd see again. "Kol."
"Greetings from the dead." His thick British accent spilled around the room as he walked forward a cocky grin on his face. "So, who fancies a drink?" He questioned walking past them towards the bar, Rebekah watched his every movement almost excited to see her older brother standing there before her.
Tears were lining the blondes eyes as she whispered out. "I thought I'd never see you again."
Kol glanced over at her pouring himself a drink from behind the bar as he answered. "Spare me the waterworks, sister. I already watched you grieve." He informed her as her face fell, clearly he was pissed and looking to take it out on anyone. "It lasted a full 24 hours, remember?" He smirked.
"I'm assuming this means Bonnie dropped the veil." Matt concluded from where he stood behind the blonde Original.
Kol looked over to him replying. "Not completely, and not for long. But who am I to give up an opportunity for revenge? My killer's already dead, but his sister's just as culpable, so maybe you could help me find her." He tilted his head to the side, but Matt wasn't going to give in to the sociopath who was looking to kill his best friend.
"If you hurt Elena, I swear-"
Violently the older Original lashed out and smashed the glass he was holding on the side of the bar, denting the wood but also creating a deadly weapon which he held out towards the human that stood there. "Oh, I'm going to. But please, continue. I'm curious as to where you're going with this." He knew whatever the human threatened didn't hold anything serious behind it.
Rebekah was standing protectively in front of the human with a hard look on her face as she told him. "You made your point, Kol. Leave." She ordered.
"I see you finally got the quarterback to pay attention to you." Kol let out a spiteful laugh as his sister looked down gently. "How's the throwing arm, champ?" He launched the bottle across the room and it hit the human straight in the shoulder making him call out in pain clutching his arm as he watched the ghost wander around.
The witch was kneeling on the ground on the cave trying to reach out to her ancestor so she could find out a way to ride them all of Silas once and for all, but with Fayth and Katherine's constant pestering it wasn't an easy task. "Tick-tock, Bonnie." Katherine hissed from behind her.
"Stop talking." The girl demanded in a rough voice. "I can't reach out to Qetsiyah with you breaking my concentration every five seconds." She answered making both the twins roll their eyes moving across the room to talk quietly about what they were going to do once them became truly immortal, perhaps rub it in Niklaus's face or maybe a small vacation, the choice was up to them.
Both of the Petrova's shuddered at the exact same time when a whisper rushed over their bodies, they both looked at one another before over at the witch who was in deep concentration. "Bonnie." Fayth called trying to get her attention. "Did you hear that? Someone's coming." She warned her.
"Can you be quiet?"
Fayth hissed back. "I have vampire hearing, Bonnie, and there's someone here. Unlink me so that I can go stall them whilst we wait for Qetsiyah to show up." She demanded her. "Look you can keep Katherine here as a sign that I'll come back. I won't leave her." She told her firmly as the taller Petrova looked over at her with a small smile.
"I'm not letting you go." Bonnie replied firmly.
Fayth rolled her eyes as she took a second then answered. "Then at least give me some slack." With that the witch agreed and the reign on Fayth's leash became a lot shorter and she took off down the tunnels in search of who it was. "Silas... Come and get me..." She cooed when she heard a whooshing sound behind her.
Turning abruptly she saw that nothing was there, another sound from behind her made her turn but whoever it was moved a lot faster than she could see. Suddenly a sharp stab landed in her stomach making her double over in pain, looking up she saw a version of herself but with a more cocky look on her face. "Hello, Fayth." Grace purred.
In the chamber Bonnie called out as she fell to the ground holding her stomach, pulling her hands away she saw that her shirt and hands were covered in blood, she glanced up at Katherine who actually looked worried when suddenly the pain was passed on to her, and the wound too, doubling over she growled out. "What the hell is going on, witch!?"
The boiler room door burst open and in slide Fayth on her back slowly followed by Grace sauntering into the room with a smirk on her lips. The brunette looked up at her shadow self and spat out. "I let Elijah keep you alive and this is how you thank me?" She growled as the Gilbert laughed.
"No." She shook her head. "This is how I thank you." She zipped across the room and pulled the girl up by her hair forcing her face again one of the hot pipes that was being used to heat the school. Fayth shouted out, trying to fight against her doppelgänger, but a day on no blood and being stabbed in the gut was really taking toll on her.
The witch yelled out painfully as the side of her face turned bright pink and an agonising burning sensation covered her face, Katherine watched as she suddenly felt the pain too, holding the side of her face both the girls screamed out. "Bonnie! You need to let me so so I can f-find Fayth! It's her! Someone is hurting her!" She screamed painfully.
Suddenly behind them both Stefan, Elena and Caroline ran into the room hearing their cries of pain, the blonde rushed over to her friend holding her as she asked. "Bonnie. Bonnie, what happened?"
"Go." She hissed at the Petrova across the room before turning to explain to her friends still waiting to hear what was happening. "You have to go with her." She looked up at the Salvatore and his girlfriend with glassy eyes. "It's her. We're linked." She informed him.
Caroline's eyes were wide as she replied simply. "Then unlink her." She commanded her before looking up at Stefan and Elena and within seconds they had zipped from the room, Elena knew that she wanted the Petrova dead but she didn't want the witch to come to an end because of it.
Upstairs the Petrova yelled out in pain as her face sizzled against the boiling pipe. The younger vampire hissed out. "You have done nothing but suck the happiness out of my life. Well, now, I get some of that happiness back watching you die and seeing your sister suffer." She readied her stake as the doppelgänger tried to plead with her. "Goodbye, Fayth."
She was tackled to the ground, looking up to see her sister there pinning her to the ground and Stefan running into the room. "Elena! What the hell are you doing?" She hissed struggling against the girl who had taken her by surprise.
"Get the hell out of here before I kill you myself." Stefan threatened the Petrova who rolled her eyes walking from the room in almost a limp muttering something under her breath that none of them caught as Grace continued to struggle against her sister who was looking down at her apologetically.
The blonde Original was carefully removing shards of glass from the humans shoulder with a pair of clean tongs she had found, her eyes ran up his body until she found his line of sight and told him. "You know I could just cure this for you easily, right?" He told her that he would be fine and she sighed. "Why won't you ever let me help you?"
"It's not you." Matt replied putting his head down trying to get his thoughts straight for a couple of seconds. "I just... Look, people in this town have a bad habit of turning into vampires, and I'd like to graduate high school as a human." He informed her as she gave him a soft smile. "I think there's a first aid kit in back."
"Okay." She stood up and grabbed a flashlight off the side, searching the back room she hunted the darkness until she finally found what she was looking for but could hear something that definitely didn't put her mind at ease, looking around she could hear a soft rubbing and the metallic smell of blood was floating around in the air.
Shining the torch around the room she stopped when she saw Caroline sitting not looking at her, Rebekah thought that she had left with the Gilbert's to search for their witch friend but here she was in the back room of the Grill, sitting alone in the dark. "Caroline, how are you still here-" She noticed that the girl was using a sharp object to slice across her wrists repeatedly. "Oh, my God."
Her eyes were glazed over and she wasn't even looking at the harm she was causing herself. "I have to keep cutting." She whispered in a hoarse voice.
Caroline was crouched beside her friend they had been left alone after the others had gone to find Fayth. "Bonnie, are you okay?" She asked softly rubbing her friends back as the witch answered that they were unlinked the three of them, so the Petrova's were going to take off as quick as their legs would carry them. "What are you doing down here?"
Standing beside her friend she answered. "Waiting for Qetsiyah." She answered blinking a couple of times as the blonde stared back at her.
"You might be waiting a while." Caroline hissed out in a dark voice which tipped off the witch that it wasn't actually her friend standing there before Silas vanished and reappeared behind her but in his turn form this time. "Qetsiyah isn't coming, Bonnie." The young Bennett turned towards him eyes wide.
"Silas." She whispered eyes wide backing away from the hooded man slowly. "But – I saw Caroline. How?" She whispered her breathing coming out in shaky breaths. "I thought you couldn't get inside my head." She thought that she would be able to see his true form every time but he was getting to her again, control her through her Expression once more.
Silas chuckled darkly as he replied. "That's what I wanted you to think. I can make you see whatever I want you to see. Am I a disfigured monster?" He vanished from in front of her and she turned to where she heard him reappeared this time he was disguised as Stefan. "Of course not. The monster is what I wanted you to see." He disappeared again this time coming back as Elena. "That's the beauty of all this. You have no idea who I am."
The witch watched scared as again Silas vanished and then reappeared behind her this time posing as Caroline. "Or what I look like." The mysterious terror purred in her best friends voice and that was the echoing the room as he from sight this time he came back as the monster draped in a cloak. "Or how deep I am inside of your head." He advanced towards her morphing into Stefan this time. "You thought that you were more powerful that me?"
Her eyes were wide as she watched him then appear as Caroline, she was helpless stuck down there with that monster and no sign of Qetsiyah at all. "I am stronger than you can imagine. I defeated the Hunter's Curse in minutes. You thought that you could betray me? You can't. I will always be one. Step. Ahead." He growled out angrily.
Finally Grace broke from her sisters grip walking across the room running her fingers angrily through her hairs whilst the couple watched her try and process everything. "How could you save her?" She spat out at her sister turning to her. "She was as good as dead, Elena. I was doing this for our family."
"I know, I know you were, but if Fayth died then... Then Bonnie would have died too." She explained as the smaller brunette looked over at her heavy breaths falling from her lips. "Bonnie used a spell to link her, Fayth and Katherine, so if you killed her, Bonnie would be dead, too." She informed her.
Stopping her pacing for a moment she turned to be facing her sister searching for the truth and there was nothing on her face, no tell to say that she was lying to her. Timidly she asked how she knew that. "Because I saw her, Grace. It was killing her."
"I don't believe you." She told her sister firmly gritting her teeth as the brunette blinked a couple of times asking if that was true. "You were on the fence about me going after them from the go, Elena. Why are you protecting them?" Elena was glassy eyed, it was like her asking if her loyalty to her family was real.
"Listen to yourself." Stefan stepped in this time, he was going to let them both hash it out, but it was going too far and someone needed to stop it, the smaller Gilbert turned her anger on him this time. "Your rage is making you crazy."
Letting out a frustrated noise Grace demanded. "What is it with you Salvatore's?" He creased his eye brows. "Do you still have some kind of messed up, twisted feelings for them or something? What is it?"
"This isn't about the two of them, or me or Damon, or even what went on between your and Elena, this is about Jeremy." Both of the girls looked up to him, like the mention of his name was taboo. "You think that killing her will take away the pain of that, or take away the guilt that you mistakenly felt that night. It won't. I promise you."
She scoffed turning away from him not wanting to hear it but his words made her stay. "What you're doing it's a distraction. It isn't about killing the two of them, making them suffer, or working with Elena, or ever turning your emotions off." He told her as she looked over her shoulder at him, her mouth slightly agape, tough love it was. "The truth is, there are no short cuts. Your a vampire, Grace, you have been for two years. Loss is part of the deal." She put her head down. "Look, I've been alive for 163 years. I have lost more loved ones than I can count, and it hurts me every single time."
"So... So this is it?" She turned to him slowly looking between him and Elena with a distort look in her eyes. "This is going to be it for the rest of my eternity, getting close to people and watching them die and every time having... having to go through the same pain?" She whispered. "What you're saying is, I'm hopeless. I'm hopeless." She repeated.
Elena gave him a look and he sighed stepping forward slightly. "No, no, I'm not saying you're hopeless. I'm saying that you need to face your grief once and for all." He whispered nodding over to his girlfriend who stepped forward timidly resting her hand on her sisters shoulder. "But you don't have to do it alone, Grace. We're here for you. Elena. Me. Damon."
A sudden pinch of rage churned in her stomach and she backed away from her sister letting out heavy puffs of air again. "Of course you're all here for me. Always trying to help the weakest link, right?" She hissed looking at them both just feeling such a burning rage running through her veins. "God, you're both just so perfect-"
"You're transferring your rage onto me, that's good." Stefan commented as she growled turning around about to leave the room but he reached out and caught her shoulder surprised when she suddenly turned around and punched him hard, in the face. Stand there for a couple of seconds the room was thick with rage and guilt.
"Just like a punching bag – only you don't break." With that she turned on her heels and walked from the room, Elena was checking that her boyfriend was okay, but he told her to go with Grace but also be careful she was angry but soon all that bottled up emotion was just gonna burst out like it was held behind a dam and then she would need someone, so that's what Elena did, she kissed her boyfriends forehead and ran after her sister.
Rebekah had brought the compelled blonde girl back into the light of the Grill, Matt was looking concerned as he spoke to Damon on the phone trying to figure out a way to make her stop trying to hurt herself and the Original was holding her struggling arms down by her sides. "Caroline, hey, snap out of it." She commanded.
"I need to bleed." Her voice was needy as she tried to break out of the stronger vampires hold. "Silas wants me to bleed."
"Stop it, you're hallucinating!" She informed her but still wasn't getting through to the girl who made a grab for the sharp weapon that was sitting on the side of the bar, but Rebekah stopped her in time. "You're going to cut your hands off!" She warned her glancing across to Matt whom looked very frustrated.
The human was explaining their situation to the older Salvatore. "She's been here the whole time – that means Silas is with you." He informed the man who was walking with his ghost best friend to the boiler room in attempt to find his friends. "Yeah, it gets worst. The veil's down." Of course Damon already knew that. "Kol came by looking for Elena, and he seemed a little pissed."
"You got any good news for me, Donovan?" Damon pressed in a harsh growl."
The human sighed, he was beginning to grow a great loathing for this town. "We'll handle this, just... watch your back." He replied sighing and then hanging over looking at his blonde best friend who was beginning held down by his Original.
Sliding his phone back in his pocket Damon looked across at Alaric who was standing there waiting for instruction. "Call Stefan and tell him about Caroline. Tell him to keep an eye on Grace and Elena. God knows he'll do a better job than me." He put his head down feeling as if he had failed his girlfriend by letting her rage and anger get this far.
"Stefan?" Alaric creased his eye brows. "Grace is your girlfriend, Damon. You fought tooth and nail for that." He shook his head.
A deep growl slipped out of his throat as he looked up at the ghost. "Who knows what the hell she wants. I know that she was sired to Klaus. I know her emotions were off. I know she's so full of rage she wants to kill not one but two of the Petrova's." He hissed out violently feeling as if he really wanted to hit something.
Blinking a couple of times the ghost replied. "But you know how she feels about you, Damon. You know." He tried to pull him around but he wasn't having any of it. "You've had a rough year, both of you have, but this is your time to step up and be there for her-"
"I was there for her." Damon growled back angrily. "I was there for her, I wanted to be there for her, but he got in the way." He was talking about the hybrid now that had left town just after she flipped her switch. "Just... Just call Stefan." He told him before turning around and walking away.
"Let go of me!" Caroline commanded struggling more against the Original who had tried everything to break from the hold of Silas but nothing seemed to be working, the younger blonde was on vervain so there was no way Rebekah could compel to her stop doing it.
Seeing something on the counter top, reaching over she grabbed one of her graduation letters holding it in front of her eyes so she could see it, perhaps she could remind her of some good memories to make her stop. "Look, Caroline, you're graduating and – and Uncle Bob and Aunt Mary really want you to graduate with both your hand!" She just kept muttering that she needed to keep cutting. "Stop!"
Rebekah burst in a fit of anger and slapped her hard across the face, but miraculously the younger blonde stopped, looking up at the Original who stood there waiting to see what was going to happen next. "Bitch!" She hissed angrily as both Matt and Rebekah let out breathy sighs, Caroline was back.
"There is the Caroline I know and loathe."
"Stay away from me." The witch demanded looking into the sisters of her best friend but knowing that underneath that skin was a true monster standing there.
Silas smirked. "Gladly..." He turned away walking a couple of paces before turning back and looking at the witch. "Once you finish the spell. Then, when the veil is dropped completely, I can take the cure." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the cure looking at it intently. "I just want to pass on, Bonnie. I'll even let you kill me. I'll be out of your life for good." He promised nodding his head.
"But every dead supernatural creature will be roaming the earth." She couldn't see how that was a good option for them all, they all had a lot of enemies on the Other Side. He gave her an ultimatum, either have thousands roaming the earth, some in search of loved ones and some for revenge or Silas would be roaming for eternity causing pain for her friends and family. "I will never drop the veil." She hissed out at him.
Silas turned to her gritting his teeth and then regaining control over his anger. "I'm curious: what was your plan? Pow-wow with Qetsiyah? Brainstorm ways to put me down? Qetsiyah's not coming. She wants me on the Other Side with her – for eternity." He informed her before they heard a voice in the hallway, Damon was calling out for Bonnie. "That sounds familiar." The witch watched as his form of Caroline morphed disgustingly into Alaric's. "Maybe Damon will convince you."
"I won't let you-"
"You won't let me what?" He growled out at her advancing towards her before stopping and smirking, she could feel the air around her begin to get thin as she gasped for breaths, her lungs squeezing uncomfortably in her chest. "You feel that, Bonnie? The air thinning... Barely enough to breathe." He watched as she sunk to the ground onto her knees clutching her throat.
"Here? You brought me to a cemetery?" Grace whispered looking around as her sister continued to lead her through the headstones before stopping at one. "Brother and Friend..." She read the epitaph before looking down at the name craved into the stone, Jeremy Gilbert. "What genius came up with that..." She muttered sarcastically but an underlining tone of pain in her voice broke Elena's heart.
Elena blinked a couple of times before she whispered. "I know it's hard for you to see this, but... but this is where Stefan brought me. After I lost Jer, I felt the pain of losing him, I felt the anger of not being there, I felt the guilt of... of making you think this was your fault." She looked up at her sister. "And I want you to know that this isn't your fault, I don't blame you, I never did, I was just so angry that I had lost Jeremy, so angry that there was nothing I could do to bring him back and I lashed out." She took a breath as Grace watched her. "But the point is I love you, you're my sister and no one can ever take that away." She told her walking towards her.
"I wanted to kill her. I wanted to be able to do something right for this family, something that would make all of this better, but I can't." The smaller girl shook her head before looking over at her sister. "I've done so many things wrong by you, Elena. Especially when I had my emotions off and I just... I'm sorry." She sniffled before falling to her knees, Elena was quick to join her hugging her tightly, both of them sat there in that tight embrace in front of their brothers empty grave.
Elena was stroking her hair softly, tears running down her face. "I'm so sorry. I never want you to feel that you're not part of our family again, that you're not part of me. Alright? You are my sister and I will always be there for you." Grace was nodding into the crook of her neck. "I can't handle not having you by my side when times get tough. I need you." She told her surely.
There was a rustling behind them and both looked up shocked to see Kol standing there with a smirk on his face. "Well, isn't this a touching moment. Do you want me to take a picture for future memories, perhaps they can bury you beside each other when I finally end both of your pathetic little lives." Grace was the first to stand with a hard look on her face and then her sister was standing there beside her. "It is a real shame about your brother." That spurred them on even more.
In the underground cave Bonnie was still struggling to breath, clutching her chest painfully she could feel her life draining from her when she heard a voice from behind her. "Bonnie." It whispered and she turned around, still unable to fill her lungs with air but was shocked to see her Grams standing there. "This isn't real, Bonnie." Sheila tried to tell her. "Feel the air in your lungs. Break through-"
Shoving the woman away Bonnie hissed out painfully. "Silas."
"Would Silas try to save your life? Now breathe, child." She commanded in a tough voice and with that the witch snapped out of her trance and felt the air flowing through her again, finally able to breath. "There." Sheila soothed as they both stood back up and Bonnie was quick to embrace her grandmother who she so dearly missed.
"I... I was so worried about you." The youngest Bennett whispered hugging the ghost of her Grams tightly, the last time she had seen her she was paying for the witch using her dark magic to put Klaus back in his body and that had put her off the use of magic until Shane had talked her around.
"I know. But I'm okay." Sheila assured her stroking her hair lovingly before pulling back and cupping her granddaughters face. "I've been watching over you." She told her and Bonnie was quick to apologise, she knew how deeply she had messed up bringing the evil monster back to life. "You can still stop Silas."
"No, I can't." Bonnie hissed shaking her head, she didn't know how to not without the help of her ancestor who didn't show up. "Qetsiyah was able to immobilise him so he couldn't feed and get into people's heads. I don't know how to do that. I don't know how to put him down." She couldn't help but feel a pit of self-doubt in her stomach.
"You can do that." Sheila replied to her with a confident look on her face. "Expression is the manifestation of your will. You could do anything. I don't like it, but sometimes there are no choices. But you are strong enough. You can do this." She told her surely having the utmost confidence in her lovely granddaughter and Bonnie smiled back at her feeling her confidence rise.
In the tunnels under the high school Damon suddenly wandered into Silas who was posing as his ghostly best friend. He looked startled to see him and wasn't convinced from the get go that it was actually him standing there before him. "Whoa, it's just me. I called Stefan, he's heading for Elena. Did you find Silas?"
"Yep." He looked him up and down suspiciously before hitting him with the butt of his flashlight knocking the man to the ground, grabbing a length of chain that was drawn across the floor he wrapped it around his neck and began to strangle him with it. Silas tried to plead with him but the Salvatore knew better. "No, you're not. I've spent more time in these tunnels than I care to admit, and there's no way you just came from the school. Your mind games don't work on my, Silas." He spat out continuing to choke him out.
The witch rounded the corner with a hard look in her eyes. "I man not be able to kill you, but I will stop you." She told him firmly before closing her eyes concentrating on her Expression magic that she was about to use on him. "I will make the blood clot in your veins." Silas could feel it. "I will make every bone, muscle and joint in your body turn to stone." She growled as he felt his body begin to seize. "You won't have power over us anymore."
Silas went to turn away but he stopped on the spot his body turning to stone as his face began to change to what he used to look like, his true form was about to be exposed. Damon asked concerned what was happening and the witch explained. "He can't hide behind his mind-control anymore. He's becoming his true self."
With one last movement Silas moved his hand to cover his face, even now in his irretrievable defeat he didn't want them to know who he truly was, and what he really looked like. "Who exactly might his true self be?" Damon quizzed trying to look for a clue but unable to see his face under his stone hand.
"I guess we'll never know."
Kol shoved Elena across the cemetery and she growled landing on her back calling out in pain, her sister slowly got to her feet when suddenly he zipped across the clearing and grabbed her by her throat looking into her eyes. "You know, little Gilbert, I don't actually hold any grudge towards you, I mean every time we run into each other it seems to be you ending up getting hurt, just a case of the wrong place and then wrong time, I suppose." He smirked as he dropped her to the ground like a rag doll. "But you do get to watch me kill your sister." He kicked her hard in the stomach before crossing the cemetery.
"You know I've really missed this. Interacting with people. Talking and having fun." He smirked looking at them both. "It's lonely on the Other Side... And I swear being invisible will drive you mad. The way you couldn't see me standing in front of you, or feel my breath on your cheek as I whispered all the ways I wished for you to suffer." He grabbed her by her throat lifting her as she struggled to breathe. "But alas, now you can."
"D-Don't." Grace called crawling to be on her knees. "Please, don't kill her, Kol. I'm begging you." She whispered as he looked over his shoulders at her. "She might have killed you, but you can't take that back now, don't take my last sibling from me. You said you don't have a grudge against me, then please do me this one favour."
Kol smirked dropping her from his hold letting her land on the floor with a heavy thud. "And why should I do anything for you? I may not hold a deathly grudge against you, like I do for you sister, but I don't want to do anything for you either. Get this into you head: I am not Niklaus. You cannot twist my views and opinions by batting your camel lashes at me." He told her firmly kneeling down to be in her face. "Now, sit there quietly and watch as I rip out your sisters intestines and feed them to her." He told her cruelly turning around wandering back over to Elena when suddenly a whoosh found flew through the air, he turned suddenly and caught the stake that was flying towards him.
"How many times do I need to kill you?" Jeremy hissed out angrily from where he stood at the edge of the brush surprising both Grace and Elena to his presence, the smaller brunette was double surprised when she saw her Grandmother step forward into the brush.
"Jeremy Gilbert and... Older woman I don't know." He creased his eye brows looking at Heidi. "Welcome back into the world of the living." He turned his attention on the youngest Gilbert. "Now, what's that saying? Kill me once, shame on you. Kill me twice, shame on-" Suddenly Stefan zipped out from where he was hiding and snapped Kol's neck letting him fall to the floor.
Letting out a puff of air the younger Salvatore added. "Let's leave it at that, shall we?" He smirked as the family members all looked at each other, Jeremy and Grace engulfed in a hug first before knowing how she needed to see her Gran, letting her go she walked around him and Elena ran over hugging him tight.
"I don't know whether to slap you or hug you." Heidi told her as tears prickled in Grace's eyes within seconds they were in a loving hug clutching each other tightly. "I've missed you so much, I've been watching you." She was muttering apologises over and over. "Shh, girl, shh." She whispered stroking her hair. "That time is over now." She looked over her Granddaughter's shoulder and smiled at Elena who nodded back at her in the arms of Jeremy.
Damon and Bonnie showed up at the cemetery to meet up with the families that were reuniting, the older Salvatore smiled over at his girlfriend who was speaking with her Gran who didn't actually look very happy with her, she had a right to be she had seen everything that she had done when she was emotionless, the brunette looked up to see Damon looking at her, a sweet smile pulled over her lips.
"You need to get rid of Silas' body." Bonnie told both Salvatore's who nodded pulling Damon back into the conversation looking down at the Bennett girl.
Damon looked down at the witch as he replied. "Well, there's a slight problem, Medusa. Even though you turned him into stone, if he gets one more drop of blood he's back to his old mind tricks." He informed them both.
"Alright, so let's do what we should have done to Klaus – let's drop his body in the middle of the ocean." Stefan suggested and on that they all agreed locking him away and burying his body to sea and then going on with their lives.
Footsteps approached them and a small hand reached out catching onto Bonnie's elbow delicately, the witch turned to see the kind face of her friend standing there, Damon didn't need to be able to read minds to tell what she was about to do, winking at her he moved back with his brother to give them some space. "Bonnie? I... I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything." The witch replied nodding at her, she felt just as bad as the vampire did, for almost killing her, Grace replied that she was really horrible to her. "You weren't you. I know what that's like. I wasn't me for a long time. We can talk about that later." She rubbed her arm softly. "You've got some catching up to do. Sounds as if you're about to get a real talking to from your Grams."
"I deserve it." Grace laughed gently before reaching over and hugging her friend. "I really am sorry, Bonnie." She told her before turning around and standing beside Damon who smiled down at her, he could sense that she was back for her, she looked herself, her eyes sparkling with happiness and joy, but there was also a hint of hurt and guilt behind them.
Jeremy walked over to his favourite witch with a grateful smile on his face. "Thank you, Bonnie." He gave her his charming smile which he reserved for her only.
"I'll give you all as much time as I can." Jeremy leaned down and hugged her warming, although his body was extremely cold before parting looking deeply into her glassy light brown orbs. "But I have to go put the veil back up." She informed him before turning and leaving.
Stefan wandered over to his girlfriend who was looking around with a soft smile on her lips. "I should make sure Kol's body is somewhere safe until the veil goes back up." He assured her as she stood up and gave him a loving kiss which he returned stroking her cheek. "I love you." He told her as she smiled and replied that she loved him also and they shared one long hug before he turned around.
Damon licked his lips as he watched his little brunette stand beside him with that sparkling look in her eyes. "Welcome back." He leaned down and whispered in her ear as she turned to him with that brilliant smile on her lips. "It's good to see that smile again." He told her charmingly and she only giggled before it was wiped from her face. "What?"
"I'm... I really am truly so sorry for everything-"
Placing his hand over her mouth he stopped her from talking. "Stop." He command in a soft voice. "There are more important things to do right now than grovel to me, alright? I think you have a woman over that is waiting for you to go back to her." He removed his hand and let her go, she gave him one last dazzling smile before making her way back to her Gran.
"Grace." A voice called and she turned to see Jeremy standing there, she wandered over to him and placed her arms around his neck hugging him tightly. "I'm glad that you and Elena are sisters again. I can move on peacefully now." He assured her as her gripped tightened and he sucked in a breath. "Thank you."
She smiled at him, leaning up and placing a small kiss on his cheek before turning around and walking back to her Gran who was waiting for her. "Where do you want me to even start?" She cocked an eye brow at her Granddaughter who put her head down. "Perhaps sleeping with Niklaus."
"You saw that?" Grace hissed in a hushed voiced.
Her Gran gave her a knowing look. "I saw enough, young lady." She replied firmly. "I mean honestly, I thought that one over there was enough bad boy for you." She nodded towards Damon as the brunette looked over. "I was willing to let that one slide because I thought he was what truly made you happy, but that hybrid, really? And taking his blood too, I thought I taught you more than that."
"No offence, but you didn't teach me anything." Grace replied surely giving her a look. "I don't want to spend the rest of our time together arguing about the things that I've done." She told her. "Can't we just... I don't know talk about something else, anything else." She asked timidly as Heidi smiled at her reaching over and stroking her cheek softly. "Thank you." She whispered.
Walking into the Grill after he had dealt with Kol's body he saw his blonde friend sitting at a table, he wandered over sitting down opposite her as he pushed the bottle she was drinking from towards him. "Good, you're here. We need to celebrate." She told him obviously happy that Silas was finally out of their lives once and for all.
"Yeah, I'm not really in the mood to, ah, celebrate." He answered her shrugging his shoulders, something must have been very wrong with him if he wasn't up for a drink or anything.
Caroline tilted her head to the side asking. "What's wrong with you? Silas is dead, or whatever, and you're just sitting here like a bump on a log." She scolded him slightly with a small laugh after her statement but she saw there was something truly troubling him.
Shrugging his shoulders Stefan answered. "There was someone that I thought I would see today, and, ah... I didn't. That's all." Shaking his head he glanced down at his hands in his lap.
"You better mean me." A familiar voice came from behind him, turning suddenly he looked up to see his blonde deceased best friend standing there, standing up quickly he let out a breathy laugh. They both embraced tightly missing each other so deeply he was so glad to see his Lexi standing there in front of him again, the last time they had seen each other, he wasn't himself so he was glad they had this chance, just like Grace and Elena had their chances to be with their families in their final moments. "Thank you for keeping an eye on this one." Lexi nodded at Caroline who only smiled back.
Back at the cemetery both Alaric and Damon were loading a very heavy and stony Silas into the trunk of his car. "Calcified Silas is one heavy son-of-a-bitch." The vampire growled out before slamming the trunk shut and leaning back against it before pulling out a flask and taking a swig from it.
"I can't think of a more appropriate way to spend my last moments as a semi-living person." He informed him looking over at Damon who scoffed a little.
The raven-black haired vampire replied in a deadpan tone. "Oh, I'm sorry. Do you have some place better to be?" Alaric laughed as he replied that he didn't before snatching the flask from his friend and taking a long swig, it had been a long time since he had truly tasted a good, well aged bourbon. "I thought you were cutting back."
"Yeah, well I thought you were gonna take acre of the children." He made a call back to what his friend had said to his gravestone back at the start of the year when everything seemed a lot more simpler and before everything got out of hand. "I, ah, I found this-" He held up a wooden box for him to take. "In that dead guy's pocket. Thought it might do more use here than, say, three miles below sea level."
Taking the box from his friend he opened it to see the cure sitting inside, holding it up he looked at the red liquid before asking. "What the hell am I supposed to do with this?" The teacher smirked shaking his head.
"How about you use it to do some good and if you're stuck for ideas give it to Grace, I'm sure she'll find someone worthy to give it to, alright?" He told him punching him lightly on the arm. "Show her that your the man that she needs in her life, not that hybrid dick." He told him as Damon smiled gently looking down at it.
"You two are still going strong, even after that little mishap last year." Lexi gushed as her and her best friend were walking down the street arms linked. "I think it's really great, Stefan, she's really good for you." She laughed gently. "I am really glad I don't have to smash your head against a car window this time though, as much fun as that was I didn't like what came after that."
"Wow, you've been back five minutes and you're already reminding me about something awful that I've done." He laughed gently looking down at her. "But, yes, Elena and I have made it out a lot stronger after everything that has happened." He paused for a moment looking down at her. "Do you have any idea how much I've missed you?"
"I think I can guess." She replied with a soft smile looking up at him. "I think I felt double that, being able to see you and talk to you but your not being able to see me." She sighed. "I'm just glad that we can be here now, like this." She snuggled closer to him. "I'm glad you're finally happy, Stefan, you deserve it. I know Elena can keep you grounded and that blonde in there, Caroline, she seems to be doing a great job, too."
Arranging candles around the room Bonnie was preparing herself for something big when she sensed a presence behind her, turning she saw her Grams standing there waiting for her to be ready. "You have to put up the veil." She told her surely nodding her head as the witch told her that she wasn't going to do that yet. "What are you doing, Bonnie?"
"I can bring Jeremy back, I can keep him here." The younger witch assured her as her Grams tried to stop her. "Elena needs him. This was always the plan. Jeremy wasn't supposed to die." Obviously she was so blinded by guilt that she wasn't thinking clearly.
Sheila stepped forward. "It was the will of Nature. There is no magic in this world strong enough to challenge it." She tried to ward her off, but obviously there was going to be talking her around to thinking logically.
"I have every magic! I have the spirits." She rose her hands and with that the candles were aflame in a roar before she began chanting. "Phasmatos ravenus on animum." Sheila yelled at her to stop but Bonnie replied sharply. I have Expression!" Sheila tried harder but black veins began to crawl up her arms. "I have the darkness." Sheila was beginning her granddaughter at that point to stop but she wasn't listening. "Phasmatos ravenus on animum. Phasmatos ravenus on animum." The flames began to crawl higher. "Phasmatos ravenus on animum. Phasmatos ravenus on animum!" She gasped loudly before falling to the ground with a loud thud.
Back over at the Grill the human was finally locking up after the long night there, with the Original standing beside him. "In case Caroline didn't thank you for pulling her out of that hallucination earlier... Thanks." He nodded at her before putting his key back in his pocket.
"I'm just glad I got the chance to knock her upside the face." Rebekah answered before they both laughed beginning to walk towards his car, but the blonde stopped in her tracks the smile fading from her face as she whispered. "Oh, my God." She saw the silhouette of a man standing in the park across the street, she knew that form. Matt asked concerned who the bulking man was. "That is my ex-boyfriend, Alexander." His head turned towards them. "He's a vampire hunter."
The lights flickered back on blinding the man momentarily as the Original sighed in some kind of relief. "Thank God, the power's coming back. Maybe that means the veil's almost up and he'll disappear again." Alexander was watching them approaching them much too quick for their comfort.
Matt's eyes widened, he remembered how strong Jeremy was when he was a hunter, he couldn't find Alexander, he didn't stand a chance. "Or not."
"We should get out of here." Rebekah grabbed his wrist turning around about to run but she smacked into someone's chest, looking up she saw two faces she never wanted to see again, Connor Jordan and Galen Vaughn leaving her in utter shock at the two of them standing there praying for the veil to go back up.
"You should." Connor smirked.
Vaughn finished his sentence for him with an evil look in his eyes. "Too bad you can't." He purred out.
Finally the witch came around to feel the cold floor beneath her, looking around for a minute she waited until the room stopped spinning until she stood up slightly disorientated, feeling a soft hand on her shoulder she looked around to see her Grams standing there with a mournful look on her face. "I'm sorry, Bonnie. The spell. It was too much." Sheila stepped aside.
The witch was taken back for a moment when she saw herself lying on the floor, it took her a couple of seconds to connect the dots and finally she whispered. "Oh, my God..." She blinked a couple of times. "I'm dead." She concluded tears lining her eyes, the spell had been too much for her and she had died the same way her Grams had, exhaustion.
A/N
I'm sorry that this took longer than expected, but now at least you don't have to wait for me to get started on season five and I can just continue on. I hope that you enjoyed this episode, finally the real Grace is back, there are still a couple of things that need to be sorted before the end of the season of course, like to do with a certain hybrid and a certain Salvatore bad-boy.
I really liked the Heidi interaction in this chapter, I'm glad I finally got to write her again, some of you may have thought she was a little harsh, but you have to remember that Klaus did kill her so she has a right to be pissed at her granddaughter for sleeping with him. I tried to fit in what peopled wanted and I hope they liked those parts, but it's hard to write some scenes, but here it is finished.
Elena and Grace are sisters again, I'm glad that all came to and end because I miss writing Grelena scenes as real sisters, Bonnie seemed to be on okay terms with her too considering what happened, and I'm just so glad that the real Grace is back and wanting to make things right.
I really love hearing from you all, so please let me know what you think of this chapter and the story and how this season is going to end, I hope to have it up soon, I'm really looking forward to writing it.
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Answers and responses below:
zalata: sorry about the late updates, but here's an update now, hope you enjoy.
RellaRose100: Yeah, that is a lot of words, I'm not sure if it's the most, but it's the most I've written for a story which I'm pretty proud of, plus I've gad a lot of fun writing this story.
rosa: sorry I didn't update sooner, but I haven't really had a lot of time to write lately, plus I wanna make sure everything is write before I post, plus I thought these chapters were long enough, sorry if you don't think so.
David Fishwick: Yes, she tried to kill Fayth and Katherine, obviously she failed in the end, no one can seem to get those sneaky bitches. For now Grace and Rebekah will stop working together but that doesn't mean their stopping being friends, and yes Grace and Elena will be rebuilding their relationship. Sheriff Forbes was knocked out by Silas in this chapter, basically killed but saved by her daughter, don't worry she's alive and well. I'm really glad that you liked everything else and yes I will be adapting season five for Twisted Love.
Chloe: I'm glad you agree that Drace need to be happy for once and yes, I will be continuing for season five, I hope you'll continue reading.
13Elijah: I'd glad you thought it was good, I was all too happy to write Gracie kicking Fayth's butt, they totally deserved. I am thinking of doing another story of Grace going with Klaus to New Orleans, but it isn't certain yet, I do want to do that.
ddluzelle: You cried, for real? Wow, that's really amazing. I'm glad that you enjoyed the chapter and I hope you'll like this one too.
Carla Krushnic: And Grace is really back for real at the end of this chapter, I'm glad you like her being back as much as I do.
newgirl5: Yeah, I thought I should have to bring Klaus back before I have him going off to New Orleans. I do have a final Klace scene in the works and I still have a couple of kinks work out to make it flow. I get what you're saying about Drace and Klaus.
Guest: I like your thinking, together and stronger sounds good and healthy for once.
SomebodyWhoCares: Hell yeah she's back
Guest: I think a lot of people are rooting for that to happen too, Drace seems very popular which I'm glad that people haven't for bored of them.
Guest: Patty, hey girl, I'm glad you like the thought of Grace getting back together, too. Love you, thanks for the review.
xxxRena: Yeah, I figured because Klaus played such a big part in Grace turning off her humanity then he should have to be there when she turns it back on. You're right only one can be human. Hope you enjoyed.
grapejuice101: Well, here's the episode, I hope you enjoy.
winxgirl1997: Here's an update, hope you enjoy.
Nicole: One: I absolutely love Katherine and Fayth's shipname Fayterina, ugh that sounds like a freaking Princess and I love it so much, thank you. I agree that Klaus and Grace seem to be a power couple because they can manage to put family above all, but Klaus also thinks of Family as a weakness. I was so glad to be writing all of those people back into it, sorry I couldn't write Grace with Kol and Rebekah but I did write a small Koace scene. I want Lexi and Grace scene, so I'm definitely thinking about it, family moments for Jerace and Heidace done, I just need the Alarace now.
Ghostwriter: I knew I had to do something drastic to make Grace turn back on her emotions and family is important to her. Hope you enjoy this chapter, see ya soon.
Sabine Christensen: I'm glad you like the idea of Drace, that moment is coming the choice moment so she will be made to decide very soon. You're right he didn't give up on her through all the hard times.
Graciiee