Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries and never will, but I do own Charlene Davis and Megan Swann and any other characters I come up with.
Author's Note: Hope you love the updated version! :D
Megan and Charlene joined Bonnie and Elena for lunch at a table outside of the school. It was quiet between the four girls but it didn't last that long as Bonnie started talking about this strange dream that she had. Her sister ended up telling Charlene and Elena about her powers as well, and both of them believed her. Megan figured Charlene would, considering her best friend knew about her powers for the longest time. Since Bonnie told them, she decided tell Elena about it too.
It felt good to get that secret out of the way. Megan halfway listened to Bonnie since her mind was on what Charlene had revealed to her. She couldn't believe it, but like she had told her best friend, it was her decision to trust Damon with something like that. It was still crazy to her that her best friend trusted Damon Salvatore of all people. So crazy.
"And then, I ended up at the remains of the old Fell's church before I woke up at the woods." Bonnie finished off, shaking her head a little.
Elena spoke, eyebrows furrowed. "And you always see your ancestor Emily?"
"Mhm…do you believe in ghosts?"
"Two weeks ago, I'd say no but…" Elena said.
"I do." Megan answered, causing everyone to look over at her. "I mean, if witches can exist, why not ghosts?"
Bonnie sighed. "Because I think I'm being haunted."
"I don't get it. Why Emily?"
"Grams said she was a powerful witch back in the Civil War days, and that this medallion was hers. A witch's talisman."
"So, did it start when you got the necklace?" Charlene questioned Bonnie.
She nodded. "I think she's using it to communicate with me."
"I think you should talk to Grams about this, Bon." Megan told her sister seriously. "If anyone would know this, it would be Grams."
"I can't call her. She's going to tell me to embrace it. I don't want to embrace it. I want it to stop."
Megan said nothing for a moment. "I know you do, Bonnie, but this isn't something you can run away from. It's who you are, and the sooner you embrace it, the sooner everything will fall into place."
Her sister didn't say anything, probably not knowing what to say to that. Megan knew it would be hard for her stubborn sister to embrace the witch side of her, but her sister would have to eventually, or she had a feeling it wouldn't be good for any of them.
Jeremy stood outside of the history classroom, watching the new history teacher who was eating a sandwich. "Mr. Saltzman." He called making himself known. Once the teacher looked over at him, he continued, "I'm Jeremy Gilbert. You wanted to see me." Alaric gestured him in and he walked inside the classroom.
Alaric cleared his throat and started to speak as Jeremy headed over to him. "You know that your old teacher had a jackass file." He said, looking at the young boy who was sitting on top of one of the desks. Jeremy rolled his eyes and he went on, "No joke. It's…typed on a label. It has all the—" He began going through the pages in the file but continued to speak as he did so, "Troublemakers in it but really it's just an opus... to you." He closed the file and stood up, going over to the trash can. "Don't worry about it." He threw the file in the trash can, surprising Jeremy. "I'm not him. Clean slate." He stopped in front of the young man and crossed his arms over his chest. "Now…let's talk about grades."
"I know it's been a rough couple of months, but I've been trying to turn them around." Jeremy said honestly.
"Yeah, I saw that." Alaric told him with a nod. "But the problem is we're halfway through a semester and…half a fail is still pretty bleak." Jeremy didn't say anything. "This is the part where you say to me: "But what can I do to change that?" I'm glad you asked. How do you feel about extra credit?"
"Yeah, yeah, totally, whatever." Jeremy was quick to agree.
"Good." Alaric said. "Write me a paper then."
The sound of students filling the halls for the end of the school day sounded through the room.
"Okay, what about?"
"History," Alaric answered simply. "Pick a topic. But keep it local and no Wikipedia regurgitate. These old towns have a rich history so just... get your hands dirty, make it sing and your back on track. Deal?" He held out a hand.
Jeremy shook it, grinning. "Yeah. Deal." He took notice to the ring on the teacher's finger. "That's a cool ring." He pulled his backpack over his right shoulder.
"Oh thanks," Ric said. He twirled the ring around his finger, looking down at it. "My Father gave it to me. A little garish, but family. You know." He looked back up at Jeremy with a smile.
Jeremy smiled back before heading to the classroom door but stopped in his tracks at the sound of his teacher's voice. He turned to the History teacher.
"You got a week." Ric said, sitting back down in his chair. He nodded and left the classroom.
Megan was so relieved when school was over for the day. She was ready to go home, crawl into bed, and just sleep, and pretend that she hadn't been thinking Stefan all day. That was the plan, but fate had different plans.
She looked up from her feet, only to find Stefan sitting on one of the tables outside. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of him.
He gave her a brief smile.
"Bye Megan!" One of her friends in her math shouted, catching her attention.
"See ya." Megan gave a brief response back before turning her attention back to the Stefan. She bit her bottom lip as she headed over to him. "Hey…"
"Hi…" he said softly.
Megan didn't realize how much she missed him until she saw him standing right in front of her. "You weren't in class, I was worried." She admitted.
"I know…I got your messages, and I'm sorry I didn't get back to you, but what I wanna say shouldn't be said over the phone."
"You could have just sent me a quick text, Stefan. Just so I knew you were okay…" Megan told him softly, crossing her arms. "And to let me know you didn't kill your brother." Even though she didn't need to know that, considering Charlene had already informed her that Damon was alive and well.
"I didn't kill my brother, as much as he deserved it. He has Charlene to thank for that."
Megan didn't comment as she changed the subject. "So…what exactly did you need to talk to me about?"
"I won't be coming to school anymore." Stefan informed, and Megan's heart fell as her arms slipped down to her sides. "I'm gonna back off and keep my distance. It's the right thing to do."
"Which part? Away from school or away from me?" Megan snapped, crossing her arms again. He went silent and looked down at his feet. Tears started welling in her eyes. "Okay, great. Happy to know how much you actually care about me…"
"Megan…"
She shook her head immediately. "No, I don't want to hear it, Stefan." But it didn't stop him from saying it.
"It's better this way."
"Right, of course it is." Megan retorted, anger in her tone.
"You're angry. That's good. It'll be easier if you hate me."
Megan slowly shook her head. "I could never hate you, Stefan. No matter how many times you push me away." She met his gaze. "So, leave. If that's what you really want. Goodbye Stefan." With those words, she turned around and walked away, even if it killed her inside to do so.
Charlene walked out into the parking lot, and spotted Damon following Bonnie. She growled under her breath as she hurried over to the two of them and made it there before anything could happen.
"Get in the car, Bonnie." Charlene ordered her, and she quickly listened as she got into the car. "Damon, leave her alone. She has nothing to do with this."
"She has everything to do with this." He countered. "If she doesn't give me that necklace, then I'll force her to give it to me."
"It's not even yours to have, Damon. That necklace belongs to Bonnie, and you know it. If you don't leave her alone, I'll…"
"You'll what?" He interrupted with a smirk, leaning towards her.
Charlene didn't bother giving him an answer to that as she glared at him. "Just do it, or I'm done with you." She knew that he would know what she meant. He said nothing, and she gave him one last warning glare before getting into the car with Bonnie. "Go." She told Bonnie and her best friend's sister didn't have to told twice as she started the car and drove off.
They picked up Elena and Megan before leaving the school parking lot and out into the open road.
"He's bad news, Charlene!" Bonnie ranted after explaining what happened to Elena and Megan. "He really scared me."
"He does that to a lot of people." Charlene rolled her eyes before growing serious. "It's best to just stay away from him, Bonnie." Sure, she may trust him with teaching her how to hunt humans without killing them, but she sure as hell didn't trust him away any of her friends.
"I'm trying!" Bonnie protested. "He just keeps showing up."
"Then we won't give him a chance to get you alone, okay?" Charlene told her, reaching out from her seat in the back next to Megan to pat Bonnie on the shoulder. "So, you and Megan are going to stay the night at my and Elena's house. We can even invite Caroline, give you guys a chance to make up, and we can make a whole night of it. How does that sound?"
"Sounds great to me!" Megan agreed. "Anything to get my mind off of Stefan." She sighed, looking outside the window sadly.
"See, this will be great for all of us." Charlene said, slipping her arm around Megan's shoulders.
Suddenly, Bonnie slammed on the breaks, sending everyone forward.
"Whoa! Bonnie!"
She didn't say anything as she quickly pulled the car over and scrambled out. Charlene shared looks with Elena and Megan before they all got out too as they followed Bonnie only to watch as she ripped off the necklace, throwing it into the field.
"Are you okay?" Elena asked, concerned.
Bonnie took in a breath and let it out. "Now I am. All my problems were because of that thing. I can't believe I didn't do that sooner."
"You sure that was a good idea?" Megan questioned worriedly. "What about Grams?"
"Well, Grams isn't being haunted by a hundred and fifty-years old ghost, is she?" Bonnie made a valid point, but Megan still frowned, looking out into the field.
Megan still didn't think it was a good idea that Bonnie threw the necklace away like that, but knew she was just worried about Damon. She was too, so that was why she decided to call Stefan. If anyone could get him to stay away from her sister, it would be him.
There was a knock at Elena's door as the group got the food ready for their girl's night. Megan excused herself to go answer it, knowing it was Stefan. She opened the door and stepped outside before closing the door and turning around to face Stefan.
"Thanks for coming here, Stefan." Megan said casually, like what happened between them at school didn't happen. "It's really important. I wouldn't have called if it wasn't."
"I know."
Megan explained what happened to him and he stared at her, surprised. "He threatened her, Stefan. And that's something I'm not okay with. He needs to stay away from her."
"What would Damon want with Bonnie?" he questioned, confused.
"She has this necklace." Megan explained, pacing a bit on the porch. "Carole got it from Damon, and she gave it to Bonnie, and now Damon wants it back. He's tormenting her about it."
Stefan stared at her. "Over a necklace?"
"It's not just any necklace. It has to do with Bonnie's heritage, it belonged to one of her ancestors, who lived here during the Civil War…" Megan trailed off, then her eyes widened, realizing that the man in front of her and his brother were born back then. "Did you know her? Her ancestor, Emily?"
He nodded, looking uncomfortable. "She was Katherine's handmaiden, and a witch. And…Demetria's sister."
Megan looked taken back by that. "What? Are you kidding?"
"No…"
She couldn't believe it but decided not to talk any further about that. Bonnie was more important.
"So, now Damon knows about Bonnie being a witch." Megan stated, shaking her head. "And for some reason, he wants that necklace."
"What does it look like?"
"It's an antique iron setting with a—"
"—with amber crystal." Megan nodded, silently telling him that he was correct. "It belonged to Demetria. Emily gave it to her, which means that…"
He trailed off, looking concerned as Megan touched his arm. "What? What does it mean?"
"I don't know." Stefan said with a confused frown, gently taking Megan's hand off his arm. He didn't let go of it as he gave it a squeeze. "But I'm going to find out. Let me talk to Damon."
"Do you think he'll be willing to tell you?" Megan hoped he could, like she thought he would be able to.
"I'll get it out of him."
"I hope so. Whatever he needs that necklace for, it can't be anything good…you need to find out before something bad happens." Megan said softly, staring up at him.
"I'll take care of it." He stared back at her, looking like he wanted to say something else, but he shook his head as he broke the eye contact, thinking better of it. "I'll call you when I find out something."
Megan nodded, looking down at her feet. "Okay…"
When she looked up, Stefan was gone. She sighed, hearing the door open behind her.
"Was that Stefan?" Charlene questioned.
"Yeah…" She turned to face her best friend. "I told him about Damon threatening Bonnie."
Charlene nodded. "Good, is he going to find out what he wants with that necklace?"
"I hope so…I have a feeling if it doesn't, it won't be good for all of us." Megan smiled weakly. "Come on, let's go inside."
Charlene smiled sadly as Megan walked inside the house. They headed to the kitchen with her best friend's arm around her shoulder. Megan leaned her head on her shoulder, grateful to have her in her life.
"Have you picked a topic?" Jenna asked Jeremy as they sat at a booth in the Mystic Grill.
"No, not yet," Jeremy replied. "It's gotta be local and non-internet research, so..."
"That's easy." Jenna told him. "You got all of your dad's stuff."
He looked confused. "What stuff?"
"How the Gilbert's came over on the Mayflower stuff, all that family lineage from way back." Jenna answered. A smile came upon her face. "Your Dad loved all that family history stuff. It's all boxed up in the closet."
Jeremy nodded, a thinking expression on his face. Jenna's eyes glanced up and she saw Jeremy's teacher, Alaric, coming over to them.
"Mr. Saltzman," Jeremy said brightly.
"Jeremy, what's up man?" Alaric said as they did that fist pump that guys do.
"This is my aunt Jenna," Jeremy told his teacher, pointing to Jenna.
Alaric looked over at Jenna with a smile. "Alaric Saltzman, it's nice to meet you," he said politely.
"Jeremy was just telling me about his paper," Jenna said, staring at him with a thankful smile. "Thanks for giving him another chance."
Alaric continued to smile at Jenna. "It was my first day. I wanted to make a good first impression." He chuckled as Jenna stared at him, memorized.
Jeremy looked back and forth between his teacher and his aunt who continued to stare at each other as if they were the only two on the planet. Over at the bar, sat Damon Salvatore, drinking tequila.
"Hey Stefan."
Damon looked up and saw his brother making his way over to him. He rolled his eyes as Stefan sat down in the seat beside him.
"You know I've been thinking," Stefan continued in a cool voice, trying to imitate Damon and his brother shook his head. "I think that we should start over, give this brother thing another chance. We used to do it, oh, so well once upon a time."
"I don't, Damon, I can't trust you to be a nice guy," Damon mocked, trying to sound like Stefan. "You kill everybody, and you're so mean." Stefan gave his brother an amused look, but he continued, "You're so mean, and..." He shook his head, giving up. "You're really hard to imitate, and then I have to go to that lesser place."
Stefan looked at the bartender, "Can I get a coffee please?" He looked back Damon, "What's with the bottle?" He gestured to the tequila bottle.
"I'm on edge," Damon answered. "Crash diet, and I'm trying to keep a low profile."
"You could always just leave, find a new town to turn into your own gas and sip."
"I'll manage," Damon said coolly.
The bartender sat down the coffee in front of Stefan. "Thanks." He said quietly.
Damon looked at his brother and he poured more tequila into his cup. "You don't have to keep an eye on me."
"I'm not here to keep an eye on you," Stefan said.
"Then why are you here?"
Stefan shrugged, "Why not?"
He grabbed the bottle and walked away. Damon shook his head, got up, and followed his brother out of the Grill.
Caroline finally came over to the house with a large bag of food. It was kind of awkward since her and Bonnie were still on the outs. Charlene hated when her friends were fighting, especially if it was for a stupid reason like this one. This needed to be fixed. Right now. Elena gave Caroline a look, one of many since Caroline came to the house, and finally the blonde broke down.
"I'm sorry." She apologized with a sigh. "There. I said it, if you want to keep the ugly ass necklace, keep it. It's yours."
"See?" Megan nudged Caroline on the shoulder. "That wasn't so hard."
The blonde just gave her an exasperated look while Charlene and Elena stifled a laugh.
Bonnie just looked guilty for good reason, of course. "Will you hate me if I tell you I threw it away?"
Caroline gaped at her. "You threw it away!" she exclaimed, annoyed.
"I know it sounds crazy, but the necklace was giving me nightmares. I had to get rid of it."
The blonde crossed her arms. "You could have just given it back to me." She mumbled.
"Why? So, you can give it back to Damon?" Elena questioned with a frown.
"Screw Damon." Caroline snapped.
"No thanks, I'm good." Charlene joked, causing there to be a fit of giggles to be shared between the group. She smiled after they settled down. She was happy to break the tenseness of the moment.
Caroline shook her head, smiling. "So, are we doing manicures or what? Who has their kit?"
"Mine's in my bag." Bonnie told her, causing her to nod and head over to her bag.
Caroline riffled through her bag for the kit. "So, Megan…how long to do you think this fight with Stefan's gonna last? Is it a permanent thing?" Megan just shrugged, not say anything as she didn't want to talk about it, and she didn't press about it any further. The next time she did speak, there was anger in her tone. "Why are you such a little liar, Bonnie?"
"What?" She said, startled.
"Caroline!" Elena exclaimed astonished.
"Caroline, where did that come from?!" Charlene snapped, unable to believe she said that. She thought everything was okay now.
In response, the blonde held up the crystal and the rest of the group gaped at her in shock.
"I'm not lying to you, Caroline." Bonnie protested. "I swear."
"It's true!" Elena added.
"Yeah!" Megan agreed. "All of us saw her throw it out."
"Then explain it!" Caroline snapped, frustrated.
Bonne sighed. "Emily."
Caroline looked at her, confused. "Who's Emily?"
"The ghost."
"Oh, the ghost has a name now?" Caroline mocked.
Elena crossed her arms. "Caroline, please."
"I wonder why she won't leave me alone." Bonnie said quietly to Caroline, Elena, and Megan.
"What is it going on?!" Caroline demanded. "Why am I not part of this conversation? You guys do this to me all the time! Especially you and Elena, Bonnie!"
"That's not true." Elena protested.
"I'm a witch." Bonnie blurted out.
"And don't we all know it." Caroline said sarcastically.
"See?!" Bonnie exclaimed, silencing the talkative blonde. "That's what I'm talking about. I'm trying to tell you something. You don't even here it." She shook her head sadly before storming off.
Caroline watched her go before whirling around to the others. "I listen. When do I not listen?"
Charlene didn't know what to say to that as Elena ran after Bonnie to comfort her. Well, so much for a fun girl's night…
Going to get herself a drink from the kitchen, Megan left Bonnie and Caroline to figure out their problems for themselves. She glanced down at her phone, checking again to see Stefan had called yet with information about Damon but he hadn't. Megan sighed to herself, hoping that he would be able to find something out.
"He still hasn't called yet?" Charlene's voice sounded from behind her.
"No, not yet. I hope everything's going okay…"
"I'm sure it is, Megan. If anyone can get it out of Damon, it would be Stefan."
Megan smiled briefly, turning around to face her best friend. "Yeah, I hope so."
Charlene opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted by Caroline's voice.
"Come on guys!" she exclaimed excitedly, running to the two of them with Bonnie and Elena behind her. Everything seemed to be okay now.
"What is it?" Megan asked, confused as to what had the blonde so excited.
"We're going to have séance." Caroline grinned before racing upstairs.
Charlene blinked, turning towards her sister and Megan's. "What?"
Elena shook her head. "It was Caroline's idea." She followed after Caroline.
"I still think it's a bad idea." Bonnie sighed, but she ended up going upstairs too.
Charlene and Megan shared a look. Well, that was going to be interesting. Once they went upstairs, everything got set up and all of them were down on the ground with unlit candles all around them.
"What are we doing?" Bonnie asked, under her breath to Elena.
"I don't know…" she said.
"I don't even know why we're doing this in the first place." Megan was uncomfortable with this. It was never a good thing to talk to the dead.
Charlene grabbed her hand and squeezed it in comfort as Caroline shushed them.
"Be quiet and concentrate." The blonde closed her eyes. "Close your eyes. Now take a deep breath." She took one and let it out. "Bonnie, call to her."
Bonnie closed her eyes. "Emily, you there?" she called out, but it wasn't very convincing as Caroline opened her eyes, giving her friend a sharp look.
"Really? 'Emily, you here?' That's all you got? Come on."
Elena, Megan, and Charlene all stifled their laugher as Bonnie rolled her eyes.
"Fine, geez." She tried again, closing her eyes again. "Emily. I call on you. I know you have a message. I'm here to listen."
All the sudden, the candles flared stronger. Megan jumped and shuddered, feeling the air start to grow cold around her. She didn't know if Bonnie noticed but she sure did.
Elena's eyes widened. "Did that just…"
"Yeah, it just happened…" Caroline said, mouth slightly open in surprise.
"It's just the air conditioning." Bonnie quickly excused it.
Though she knew she was a witch, Megan guessed it was still hard to comprehend to her. "Yeah…that's it…" she mumbled as she wrapped her arms around her slightly shivering body.
"Ask her to show you a sign. Ask her." Bonnie didn't, so Caroline took over. "Emily, if you're among us, show us another sign."
They waited for a moment, but nothing happened. Megan let out a sigh of relief. Maybe Emily wasn't here.
"See? It's not working." Bonnie said. But as soon as those words left her mouth, the window burst open right near and it scared her, causing her to jump to her feet. "I can't, I'm done!" She ripped the necklace off of her neck and threw it on the ground next to candles, which blew out, only scaring her more. "Get the light! Please, get the light!"
"Hold on. I got it!" Elena ran over to the light switch, turning them on.
Megan quickly went over to Bonnie to make sure she was okay. "Bonnie, are you alright?" Her sister didn't respond, staring forward with her eyes wide. "Bon, what is it?"
Finally, she looked over at everyone. "You guys, the necklace. It's gone."
Megan looked, and sure enough, it was gone.
Stefan and Damon were now down in the football field at the high school. Stefan ran out in the middle of the field before turning to face Damon with the football in hand.
"What are we doin' here?" Damon questioned bluntly, watching to get to the point.
"Bonding." Stefan answered, simply. "Catch!" He threw the football at Damon who immediately caught it with one hand. With a smirk, Damon walked over to Stefan, throwing the ball back to his little brother gently. "Go on, give it a try." He pressed his brother, tossing the ball back to him once he was close enough.
Damon sat down the tequila bottle before straightening up and getting ready to throw the football. He smirked. "Don't forget who taught you how to play this game." He reminded.
He threw the football as far as he could and used his vampire speed to catch it down the field. Just as he was about to run, Stefan tackled him, causing both the brothers to tumble down laughing. Damon chuckled as he went to lie down on his back. He glanced over at Stefan and saw that he did the same thing.
Damon looked away and laughed, staring up at the dark sky. "That hurt."
"Downside to my diet…getting hit actually really hurts more…" Stefan said with a chuckle.
"I'm impressed. Stefan." Damon said, out of breath. "Fun with Booze and darts, sentimental with football, and now starry night." He sat back up and looked down at his brother. "What do you want, Stefan?"
Stefan sighed as he sat up as well and it was silent for a moment before he spoke up. "It wasn't real Damon," he said. Damon just scoffed and looked away shaking his head. but he went on, "Our love for Demetria and Abigail. They compelled us. We didn't have a choice. Took me years to sort that out, too fully understand what they did to us."
"Oh no Stefan," Damon said, shaking his head as he stood up. "We're not takin' that on tonight." He started to walk away but he didn't get that far when Stefan asked,
"What do you want with Katherine's crystal?"
Damon stopped in his walking and turned to face his brother. "How do you know about that?" he asked confused.
Stefan stood up, "Come on. You knew that Megan would call me and tell me about you threatening Bonnie and about the crystal."
"Besides that, how do you know that it's Katherine's? It could have been Demi or Abigail's crystal."
"Because I was the last one to see Katherine before she died, and she had the crystal on," Stefan answered. "Now want do you want with Katherine's crystal?"
"She didn't tell you?" Damon didn't even wait for an answer. "I'm going to bring her back."
"No…you mean…" Stefan said shocked.
Damon smirked, "Oh yeah. I'm bringing Abigail back."
Elena was the one to break the shocked silence, turning towards Caroline. "Okay, fun's over, Caroline." She said. "You made your point, and I get it. Now, give it back."
"What? Well, I didn't take it!" she protested. "What? What happened?"
"I don't know. Nothing. Jeremy, are you home?" Elena walked out into the hallway to check for him, leaving the rest of them in there.
"Do you feel anything?" Charlene asked Megan under her breath.
"I did…" she mumbled. The coldness she had felt was gone but it still lingered in the air, just not enough to pinpoint where it was anymore.
"Guys…"
Megan looked up to see find Bonnie in the bathroom. Before she could even say anything, the door suddenly closed, locking her sister inside.
"Bonnie!" she cried out as both she and Charlene ran towards the door with Caroline and Elena, who showed back up again when she heard her cry out, quickly right behind them.
"You guys open the door!" Bonnie exclaimed from inside the bathroom, frightened. "Help me!"
"Bonnie! Bonnie! What's going on?!"
"Bonnie!"
They all pounded at the door and tried to get it open as Bonnie continued to scream for help.
"Bonnie! Bonnie! Unlock the door!"
Megan pulled on the doorknob as hard as she could, but it wouldn't budge. "This isn't funny, open the door!"
The door finally opened, revealing Bonnie on the other side with her head in her hands.
"Bonnie!" Elena sighed in relief. "What happened? Are you okay?"
Bonnie lifted her head. "I'm fine…" she stated calmly, too calmly if you asked Megan.
"Unbelievable." Caroline said angrily. "You were totally faking it!"
"Caroline, come on…" Elena told her.
"No! You scared the hell out of me." She stormed off and Megan turned towards her sister.
"Are you really okay, Bonnie?" she asked.
"I'm fine." Her sister repeated, staring at her, almost blankly. "Everything's fine…"
"How can you bring Abigail back?" Stefan demanded as they walked out of the football field.
Damon stopped walking and turned face Stefan as his brother stood in front of him. "Before Abigail and the others were killed in the church, do you remember what it was like in this time?" He questioned, ignoring Stefan's question.
Stefan nodded. "I remember the fear and the hysteria."
"Townspeople were killing vampires one by one," Damon said. "When they came for Abigail, I went straight to Emily and said, 'I'll do anything. Name your price. Just to protect her.' She did."
"How?"
"She did some kind of spell with the crystal. And while the church was burning and when we thought Katherine, Abigail, and Demetria was burning in it…they weren't."
"But I saw them go inside," Stefan said.
"There's a tome underneath the church," Damon started to explain. "The spell sealed them in that tome, protecting them."
Stefan's eyes widened, "Are you telling me that they're all alive?"
"If that's what you wanna call it, they've been trapped in a mystical holding cell for the last century and a half, but you're an expert on starving a vampire, so how do you think they're doing, Stefan?" Not waiting for a reply, he asked another question, "Did you know that witches can use celestial events to draw energy to their magic? Neither did I. But in order to give the crystal power, Emily used the comet that was passing overhead and in order for that crystal to work again…"
"The comet had to return," Stefan finished in an awed voice.
"Downside...Long time in between comets and a couple of hiccups along the way with the crystal but the comet passed, and I got the crystal. And then Caroline got the crystal, and now Bonnie has the crystal and here we are." Damon finished.
However, there was something else that Stefan wanted to know. "Why would Emily…why would she do this for you?" Stefan asked.
"Because she knew they were gonna come for her, too, and she made me promise that her lineage would survive," Damon answered.
Stefan nodded. "I remember, you saved her children," he said.
"It's the only thing keeping me from ripping that little Bonnie girl's throat out to get my crystal back…and…" Damon sighed exasperatingly shrugging his shoulders, "Well a deal's a deal. So…wanna go throw some more." He walked away again as Stefan stared after him.
Charlene was right behind Elena, Megan, and Caroline as they ran down the stairs, trying to catch up to Bonnie.
"Are you okay?" Elena called after Bonnie, concerned.
She stopped and whirled around. "I must go."
"If she's leaving, I'm leaving." Caroline informed, crossing her arms.
"You guys can't leave." Elena said in exasperation.
Caroline glared at her heatedly. "I can. I've had enough freaky fake witch stuff for one night."
Bonnie turned her gaze to Charlene. The way she looked at her made her feel uncomfortable, like she was staring into Charlene's soul.
"Thank you for having me. I'll take it from here."
"Where are you going?" Megan questioned.
"Back to the place where it all began." Bonnie said eerily as she started to leave again but Megan rushed down the stairs only to grab onto her arm.
Immediately, she let out a sharp gasp. "Emily!"
Charlene's eyes widened at that. Oh, my God. Emily had taken over Bonnie's body.
Emily ripped her arm from Megan's grip. "I won't let him have it. It must be destroyed."
"Then let me help you."
"I must do it myself. This has nothing to do with you." With that, she ran down the rest of the doors and went out the door.
Megan raced after her, trying to open the door but Emily must have spelled it yet.
"Damnit!" she cursed out loudly.
"What's happening?"
"I don't know. The door, it's not…" The door finally opened, and Jeremy walked in.
They screamed, startled.
Jeremy eyed them, completely confused. "What the hell?" He rolled his eyes and he brushed by them.
"I'm out of here." Caroline sounded so done and she left the house, running her fingers through her hair.
Megan quickly pulled out her phone and called Stefan, "Stefan!" she exclaimed when he answered.
"What's wrong?"
"It's Bonnie." Megan explained what happened before Stefan could even ask. "Emily's possessing her. And she said something, she said, she wouldn't let him have it. It must be destroyed."
"Where do you think she went?"
"I don't know…"
Charlene tried to think about it as Megan did the same. She was the first one to remember and she took the phone from her best friend.
"Fell's Church, by the old cemetery." Charlene told Stefan. "That's where she took Bonnie in her dreams. We have to help her, Stefan. Before something bad happens."
"Just stay there. Both you and Megan. I'm gonna go find her."
Charlene hung up the phone, handing it back to Megan as she shared a concerned look with her and Elena.
"We can't just stay here!" Megan said seriously.
"I know, and we're not." Charlene told her, grabbing her friend's shoulders with nod. She turned towards Elena. "Stay here and keep the door closed."
"No, I'm going too!" her sister protested.
Charlene wanted to argue with her but knew it would be no use. "Fine, let's go." Grabbing her coat, she put it on. "You guys take the car, I'll meet you guys there."
Before they said anything, Charlene used her vampire speed to race out of there, hoping she got to Fell's Church before something bad happened to Bonnie.
Emily stomped into the Fells Church ruins but stopped at the sound of a familiar voice.
"Hello Emily. You look different."
Emily looked up at Damon Salvatore, "I won't let you do it."
"We had a deal!" Damon exclaimed angrily. "
"Things are different now, I need to protect my family." Emily said in a hard voice.
"I protected your family, you owe me."
Emily nodded, looking sympathetic but in her eyes, she was still willing to do what she needed to do. "I know. I'm sorry."
"You're about to be a lot more than that."
Damon charged at her with his vampire speed, but Emily used her powers to throw him into a tree and he was impaled on a branch through his stomach, causing him to let out a pained filled cry.
Charlene arrived at the ruins around the same time as Stefan. Surprising, he didn't say anything when he spotted her, probably assuming that she wouldn't listen to him when he said to stay home.
Her eyes widened at the sight of Damon as she rushed over to help Stefan get him off the tree branch.
Damon grunted in pain once they freed him. Charlene helped him stay on his feet as she looked over to where Bonnie was. She was relieved to see her friend was alright…at least for the moment.
"It hurt…" he ground out. "This is why I feed on people…"
"Just be glad it didn't get you in the heart." Charlene pointed out. "Cause then you'd be dead." He didn't respond.
Emily looked up, spotting the two of them. "Stefan."
He didn't say anything for a moment. "Emily."
"These people don't deserve this. They should never have to know such evil."
"What do you mean evil?" Stefan asked as Charlene stared, confused.
"Emily, I swear to God, I'll make you regret this." Damon managed to say, glaring at her as he gripped Charlene tighter.
Emily stared at him, hard. "I won't let you unleash them into this world."
"Them? What part of the story did you leave out, Damon?" Stefan demanded, looking over at his brother.
"What does it matter?" Damon shoved Charlene gently away from him as he stood up on his own, arm wrapped around his stomach.
Stefan glanced at Emily as Damon clearly wasn't going to tell him. "Emily, tell me what you did."
"To save Abigail, I had to save them."
"What is she talking about, Stefan?" Charlene asked as his eyes widened.
He ignored her question, staring at Emily in shock. "You saved everyone in the church?"
"With one, comes all."
"I don't care about them." Damon said desperately, limping forward. "I just want Abigail."
It stung Charlene a bit to hear those, even though it shouldn't.
Stefan grabbed a hold of his brother and Charlene took a step back. "I knew I shouldn't have believed a single word that comes out of your mouth!" he exclaimed angrily. "This isn't about love, is it? This is about revenge!"
"The two aren't mutually exclusive."
"Damon, you can't do this!"
"Why not?! They killed 27 people, and they called it a war battle! They deserve whatever they get!"
"27 vampires! They were vampires! You can't just bring them back!"
"Is anyone gonna tell me what the hell you guys are talking about?" Charlene demanded. But of course, neither of them responded to her.
Damon glared at him, shoving his brother away from him. "This town deserves this!"
"You're blaming innocent people for something that happened 145 years ago!"
"There's nothing innocent about these people, and don't think for a second, I won't happen again. They already know too much, and they'll burry your little grandwitch." He sneered at Emily. "Right next to us when they find out. Trust me."
Emily glared at him harshly. "Everything's different now."
"Please don't do this." Damon begged.
"I can't free them. I won't." She started chanting. "Incendia!"
The pentagram Emily had carved into the ground was suddenly set ablaze. The nearby heat of it caused Charlene to cry out and she backed away as the fire created a wall between Emily and the three vampires.
"No! Please!"
"Bonnie!" Sudden familiar voices shouted as Charlene whirled her head around to find Megan and Elena appearing on the scene. Megan tried to run towards her sister, but Stefan held her back while Charlene held Elena back.
"NO!" Damon roared.
Emily tossed the necklace into the fire, her eyes boring into Damon's. Once the spell was completed and the crystal was destroyed, Emily departed from Bonnie's body and the fire died down. Bonnie's eyes opened before widening as she looked around in horror, having no idea what had just occurred.
Damon was furious, and he blurred over to Bonnie.
"NO!" Megan screamed as he bit into Bonnie's neck, feeding off of her. Her body shook with angry and she cried out again, quickly using her powers to give Damon a powerful brain aneurysm.
He released Bonnie and fell to the ground, gripping his head in pain. Once she was sure he was down, Megan stopped her assault and ran towards Bonnie's body.
Damon struggled to get to his feet. Charlene was over at his side in a blink and held him back, just in case he tried to attack Bonnie again.
"Stefan, she's not breathing!" Megan exclaimed in horror, tears streaming down her face.
He rushed over there, feeling her pulse. "She's alive, but barely. I can save her."
"Do it!" Megan urged.
He quickly nodded as he bit into his wrist and managed to get Bonnie's mouth open, so he could feed her his blood.
Elena hovered over the two of them, her eyes wide in shock as the Bonnie's wound closed up right before her eyes. "Her neck, it's healing."
Charlene was relieved as she shared a look with Megan. She let go of Damon and he zoomed away. Charlene stared at the spot where he once was, feeling bad for him. His one chance of getting Abigail was taken away from him, but she shouldn't feel too bad about it. If he couldn't get Abigail, then there was no way all those other vampires would get out of there.
Once everything calmed down, Megan brought Bonnie over to her to talk about what happened. Her sister was still in shock and it showed on her face.
"I don't understand, Megan." Bonnie's voice shook. "What happened to me? He attacked me, and his face like…"
"I know." Megan interrupted gently, taking her sister's hands. "I know. I'm going to explain everything, but are you okay? Do you feel alright?"
"I'm fine…" she whispered before touching her neck where Damon had bit her at. Megan would never forgive Damon for doing that. "It's just this blood…I don't…"
Bonnie's grip on her hands tightened and she looked behind her, seeing Stefan behind them. There was fear entangled with weariness in her sister's eyes when Megan looked back over at her.
Megan squeezed Bonnie's hands. "It's okay." She reassured as her sister met her gaze. "He's not going to hurt you."
"I won't." Stefan promised.
"What's going on, Megan?"
"I told you, I'm going to explain later." Megan told her. "Just go to the car with Elena and Charlene so we can get out of here." Bonnie didn't move, still staring at Stefan frightened. "Bonnie, look at me." And she did. "He's not going to hurt you. Trust me. Just go to the car."
Giving one last look at Stefan, Bonnie left, heading over to the car. Once she was inside, Megan turned to Stefan.
"She isn't in danger of becoming a vampire, is she?" she asked softly, even though she already knew the answer, but she needed to hear it from him.
"No, she has to die with my blood in her system." Stefan reassured her. "So, keep an eye on her tonight and make sure nothing happens, and once it leaves her system, she'll be fine."
Megan nodded, biting her bottom lip. "Good." She gave a sigh. "Like I told her, I'm going to tell her everything. She needs to know. Especially after what happened tonight."
"You sure?"
"I'm very sure. She's my sister and she deserves to know the truth. I can't lie to her anymore."
"You shouldn't have to." Stefan said softly.
"Which is why I'm not going to anymore." There was silence between them for a few solid minutes until Megan spoke up again. "You saved my sister's life, Stefan. I can't thank you enough for doing that. And I'm sorry…I thought that I couldn't be with you…because it wouldn't be safe for me to be with you…but I changed my mind. The safest place for me to be is with you. I can do this, Stefan. I can." She reached up, touching his cheek as she met his gaze and smiled softly. "You don't have to push me away."
She thought he would happy to hear her words, but her heart fell when he pulled his hand off his cheek and stepped away from her, shaking his head.
"I can't." he told her. "I have to leave, Megan. Too many people have died. Too much has happened."
"Wait, no. Stefan, come on, I know your trying to protect me, but you…you don't have to." Megan protested. "I can take care of myself. You know I can."
He shook his head again. "I have to. Coming home…was a mistake. I can't be a part of your life anymore, or Charlene's. Her becoming a vampire was all because I came here…if I stay…there's no telling what other things could happen…"
Megan grabbed his hands again. "Stefan, please. You don't have go. This is your home too. You shouldn't have to leave just because of me. Please…just stay."
He smiled sadly at her, kissing her hands. "Goodbye, Megan." Without another word, he walked away from her.
Megan let him. She tried a couple times to get him to come back, but it was no use…he disappeared into the night. Megan closed her eyes tightly as she let her tears steam down her face while she stood there. She felt arms wrap around her and she knew it was Charlene. Megan turned around in her arms, hugging her back tightly as she buried her face into the blonde's shoulder.
Back at the Gilbert house, Charlene was getting ready for bed when she heard a knock on the door. She left her room to check things out. She stopped halfway down the stairs, seeing that Jenna had already open the door. Charlene peered behind her and was shocked to find someone who she thought was dead.
Logan. Freaking. Fell.
TBC...
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The Turning Point, Part 1