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Author's Note: Hope you love the updated version! :D

Charlene followed alongside Damon through the woods to meet up with Bonnie, Elena, Stefan, Sheila, and Megan at the graveyard where the tomb was. They walked into the middle of Duke's party, and she stopped abruptly. She had forgotten a party was going on tonight.

"Of course, there's a party in the middle of the woods." She rolled her eyes, but she frowned worriedly, looking around. "Hopefully, they stay clear of the church. The last thing we need is a bloodbath."

"Your hope, not mine." Damon said, grabbing her hand to tug her along again.

Charlene gave him a look. "Do you have to be so morbid?"

"I'm a vampire, it's part of the description." Damon answered. "Come on, hurry up."

She ripped her hand away because he was squeezing it too tight. "I'm going, god." She rolled her eyes in annoyance. Of course, he was back to his annoying self. She shouldn't be surprised about. He always was, but they did have a moment, and forgive her if she thought he would just be nice. At least to her.

They didn't get that far along when Caroline and Matt walked up to them.

"Charlene, hey!" Matt greeted with a smile.

"Hey." She greeted back before pushing along. "Er, as much as I would like to chat, I have somewhere to be. I'll see you guys later." Charlene would have walked past them if it wasn't for Caroline cutting in.

"Where's Elena and Megan? I haven't seen them all day." The blonde slipped her hand into Matt's, giving Damon a pointed stare but he ignored it.

"Uh…" She didn't get to answer as Damon interrupted.

"Long story, no time to tell it." He told Caroline, annoyance in his tone of voice.

Caroline glared at him heatedly. "I wasn't talking to you."

"Sure, you were."

The tension in the air was clear, so Matt tried to break it as he held out his free hand towards Damon. "We haven't met. I'm Matt."

The black-haired vampire didn't even shake Matt's hand. "Matt, there's a reason why we haven't met." Damon grabbed Charlene's arm and started dragging her away.

"Sorry." She apologized to Matt and Caroline as she let Damon pull her away from her friends. Normally, Charlene would have said something to Damon about being rude, but she didn't feel like it as they did have more important things to do.

Megan stood with Elena and Bonnie as they gathered around the old church. She was nervous about being here. It gave her a bad vibe, especially knowing what she knew about the place and what was down below the ground they were standing on.

"I don't like it here." Megan admitted, looking at Bonnie.

"Yeah, me either." Her sister agreed quietly.

Just then, Stefan climbed up from the tomb with a shovel in hand. "Cleared the debris." He said. "Set the torches like you asked. We can go down now."

"Great." Megan mumbled, shivering. Her boyfriend set down the shovel against a rock before going over to her side and grabbing her hand. She squeezed it, moving against his side, as she finally took notice to the cans of gasoline. She had been too lost in her thoughts to notice them.

"What is that?" Bonnie asked, looking at them.

"It's everything I need to destroy them." Stefan explained as he handed Sheila a flashlight.

She took it. "Are you sure Damon will come back with her?"

No one had to answer the question because as soon as she asked, Damon and Charlene appeared.

"Brother. Witches." Damon greeted before he strided past them with the grimoire in his hands with Charlene trudging along behind him.

Her best friend rolled her eyes at his greeting while he descended the stairs into the tomb. Charlene moved over to where they were, and Megan went over to her friend to give her a hug. It didn't last long until she pulled back.

"You doing okay?" Megan asked, even though she was sure her best friend was fine. She was sure the blonde just wanted to get this over with as much as everyone else did.

"I'm fine." Charlene told her reassuringly, putting an arm around her shoulder. "Let's just get this over with."

Megan couldn't agree more. Soon enough they were down in the tomb as Shelia prepared for the spell. Megan wished she could help her family members do the spell. Though she had accepted the fact that she wasn't a Bennett, it was a moment like this that made her wish she was, so she didn't feel so useless.

"Air. Earth. Fire." Shelia chanted as she lit the torches around them.

"Water." Bonnie added, holding up a water bottle towards Sheila. She took it from her, sprinkling the water on the floor.

"That's it?" Elena asked from her spot next to Charlene. She sounded surprised. "Just watch from the tap?"

Shelia looked at her, amused. "As opposed to what?"

"I just figured maybe it would have to be blessed or mystical or something." Elena said awkwardly. This earned her a smirk.

Damon pulled out a blood bag and unraveled it. Charlene turned her head towards him, her nose automatically smelling it out. Megan guessed since her friend was still a new vampire her sense of smell was still very sensitive the smell.

"Who's that for?"

"Not for you, if that's why you're asking." Damon said, and Charlene just gave him a look in response. He gave tiny chuckle at her reaction. "It's for Abigail, obviously. Gotta have something to get her going. Unless the human's offering to tap a vein." He smirked over at Elena, but she wasn't amused, and neither was Charlene, even though she knew he was just joking…hopefully. He turned towards Stefan next, lowering his voice into a whisper. "Admit it – you can't wait to get rid of me."

Stefan looked at him, not even batting an eye as he chuckled. "I can't wait to get rid of you."

Damon smirked. "Hmm."

There was a couple minutes of silence until Bonnie spoke up, looking up at them from where she was next to Sheila. "We're ready."

Here we go. Megan thought, trying to prepare herself for what would happen next. Whatever happened, she had a feeling it wasn't going to be good for any of them.

Anna and Jeremy had moved away from the party in another part of the woods. He was leaning against a tree while she stood in front of him, looking around.

"This place is wild," she said, returning her gaze to Jeremy.

Jeremy chuckled at her. "You kind of like dead people, huh?"

Anna smiled, "I'm strange…remember?" Jeremy smiled before looking over at the party and a worried frown appeared on Anna's lips, noticing the look on his face. "Are you okay?"

"Uh…" Jeremy looked at her and nodded to her question. "Yeah. I'm fine…this place just makes me think about someone."

"A dead someone?"

Jeremy shook his head. "No, no…It's someone I used to know." He changed the subject quickly, not wanting to talk about it anymore, "So, uh, hey, we made it all of what, 37 minutes of that party?"

Anna smiled and laughed. "Not your scene?"

Jeremy pushed himself up into a standing position "I'm not sure what my scene is anymore…" Jeremy smiled at her. "So…what do you say? You, uh, wanna be a part of my non-scene?"

"I would happily be a part of your non-scene except I'm, uh…"Anna bit her bottom lip for a moment before continuing, "I'm leaving…"

"Wait, what?" Jeremy asked, thinking he heard wrong.

She nodded, smiling sadly. "Yeah. My mom and I are moving away."

"Oh…uh, that's a bummer."

"Yeah…"

"Yeah…" Jeremy repeated, not knowing what else to say.

"So…I guess this is goodbye," Anna said.

"I guess it is…"

Slowly, they moved in towards each other, and their lips met in a kiss. Breaking away, Anna felt her face start to change, causing Jeremy's eyes to go wide in alarm.

"Your face."

Anna turned away quickly, "I-It's nothing."

"I didn't look like nothing…" That was the last thing that Jeremy Gilbert remembered saying when he was suddenly knocked out by Ben.

Anna sighed, looking down at Jeremy's unconscious body. "You didn't have to hit him that hard."

"Yes, I did," Ben said, looking at her seriously.

She quickly changed the subject. "Grab him and let's go. I'm taking him to meet my mother…"

Charlene couldn't help but feel relieved that they were finally getting this over with, after all this time as she watched Sheila and Bonnie recite a spell, eyes closed, and their hands interlocked. It was hard to tell which language they were speaking in, but it sounded like Latin. She wasn't the only one thinking about it as Damon spoke up, asking the very same question she was asking herself.

"What are they saying?"

"It sounds Latin." Stefan said.

"It's not." Megan spoke up, listening intently.

Oh right, Megan was the one to ask about that since she knew what they were saying.

"What are they saying then?" Charlene asked her curiously.

"It's hard to explain." She answered, leaving it at that.

Charlene figured it didn't matter much as long as it was the spell to open the tomb. After a few more minutes of reciting the spell, the torches flared up, making Elena jump at the suddenness of it.

"What's happening?" Elena gripped onto Charlene's arm, and she patted her sister's hand reassuringly.

"It's working…" Megan mumbled as the tomb door creaked open.

Bonnie's eyes opened up and she looked towards the door along with Sheila. "It worked!" she exclaimed, sounding shocked.

"Of course, it worked." Sheila told her as she patted her shoulder with a smile.

Damon looked over towards Stefan. "We have some fires to build."

He nodded, turning towards Megan as he gently touched her shoulder. "I'm gonna go get the gasoline, I'll be right back."

She nodded at her head, reaching up to touch his face. "Be careful."

He turned his head to kiss the inside of her palm. Then she let her hand fall, and he went out of the tomb. Damon looked to Bonnie, then Sheila, and then Charlene before landing his gaze on Megan.

"You ready?"

Megan's eyes widened at him. "What…what are you talking about?"

"You think I'm gonna go in there by myself so you can deal me in?" Damon grabbed Megan by the arm, tugging her over to him roughly.

"Damon, don't!" Charlene protested as she reached out towards her best friend. But he backed away before she could even think about grabbing her.

"Don't take her in. I'll bring the walls down." Sheila warned dangerously.

"You'll bring the walls down if I don't." Damon argued, glaring at her. "You think I trust you?"

"As much as I trust you."

"Alright, that's enough!" Megan exclaimed, interrupting their arguing. "He just needs me for leverage. He wants to make sure you won't close the door on him. I get it."

"But Megan…" Charlene started to protest, but she stopped when she saw Megan shake her head.

"No, it's okay." She tried to reassure her. "He won't hurt me because he knows for damn sure, I'll use my powers on him if he tries."

Charlene found herself cracking a smile at that. "Okay…fine…" she backed up but not before giving Damon a warning herself, the same warning she gave Anna. "If you touch one hair on her head, I'll kill you."

Damon made no comment about it as he grabbed the nearest torch. "May I?"

He didn't let Sheila and Bonnie answer, taking it anyway. He tugged Megan towards the entrance of the tomb. The black-haired witch gave Bonnie and Sheila a reassuring nod before disappeared inside with Damon.

Stefan bent down to pick up the tanks of gasoline and was about to grab one when he heard a familiar voice, one he told to get out of town.

"Dark down there?" he mocked.

Stefan looked up and saw Ben standing there but he wasn't the only one there. He glanced down at Ben's feet and saw Jeremy, lying there unconscious. Stefan looked back up at Ben, his eyes narrowing at the young vampire.

"Thought I told you to leave?" Stefan said.

"I considered, but then I thought…screw you!" Ben snapped out.

"Hey hero."

Stefan turned around at the other familiar voice. It was Anna.

"I'm going to get my mother," she said in a voice that left no room for arguments, but Stefan was going argue anyway.

He stared at her, hard. "You can't do that."

"Well, Ben's about to make a main course out of Elena's brother." Stefan immediately looked back at Jeremy, who was being held by the back of his jacket, and he looked back at Anna as she continued. "So, you can stop me or him. Your choice."

In a blink of an eye, Anna was gone, leaving Stefan, Ben, and Jeremy alone before Stefan could protest. So much for having a choice in the matter…

Charlene was alone with Bonnie, Sheila, and Elena for a little while, but it didn't last long as Anna suddenly showed up. She immediately went into defense mode.

"What are you doing here?" Charlene growled. The young girl ignored her and tried to go into the tomb, but she cut in front of her automatically as she stood to her full height to try and intimidate her. "You can't go in there, Anna."

Anna glared at her, standing up to her full height as well. "You think you can stop me?"

"Try me and see what happens." Charlene snarled at her.

"Charlene…" The blonde looked over at Sheila. "Let her go."

She was surprised to hear that as she glanced back down at Anna. Then after a moment, Charlene backed up and let her go by her. The girl grabbed a flashlight from the ground, running into the tomb. Bonnie turned and looked at Sheila, angered.

"Why did you let her go in?!" she demanded.

"Because she isn't coming out, baby." Sheila answered calmly. "None of them are."

Charlene's head snapped towards her at those words. "What…what are you talking about?!"

After a few minutes of staring at each other, Stefan spoke up. "Do you really think that she cares about you?" he questioned. Ben didn't say anything just stared at him blankly. "Hm? You're disposable to her."

"I don't care. She already gave me what I want."

Stefan scoffed. "Are you going to say, 'eternal life?'" he asked amused. "You really that stupid?"

Ben walked closer to the youngest Salvatore. "You know I've heard about you." He stopped walking and smirked. "You don't feed. You're not strong enough to beat me."

With that, he rushed towards Stefan, using his vampire speed. But Stefan was faster, being older than the other was, and flipped Ben over on his back. Ben was quick to get up though.

"Is that you got?" he asked, mockingly.

"No, I got this…"

Stefan lit up the gasoline torch and the fire sprayed at Ben, causing the boy to scream out in agony as he moved around really fast to get rid of the fire. But it didn't work out for him because he fell to the ground, dead, as the fire continued to burn him.

"Stupid…selfish…bastard…" Megan muttered profanities about Damon, who abandoned her inside the tomb to go further inside. She was probably slowing him but still! What an asshole.

And the whispers of the vampires were still going on, coming from in all directions. It was scary to be in here, especially by herself. But Megan knew she could handle herself as she kept herself prepared just in case a vampire attacked her, even though they probably wouldn't be able to with how desiccated they were but still. She was still going to keep herself prepared.

"Damon?" Megan tried to call out to him, knowing he would hear her. "Where the hell are you?!"

There was no response, only whispers coming from the vampires around her. She tried to ignore them as she cursed out Damon again. Because of this, Megan wasn't paying attention where she was going and she tripped, letting out a cry as she did so. Her flashlight dropped to the grounded. Megan scrambled to grab it and she found it, gripping it in her hand. She lifted it up as she tried to get to her feet, but she stumbled back to the ground, gasping in shock. The light had flashed on one of the mummified vampires as its eyes opened up and they were bloodshot with hungry.

Megan scrambled to her feet, scared as she moved around the area to look around for exit, her flashlight shining on all kinds of desiccated vampires. She stopped when the beam of light shined on Anna. How the hell did she get in here?

Finally, Stefan came back, and Charlene couldn't help but shift nervously on her feet, knowing he would ask about Megan. And she was right.

"Where's Megan?" he asked.

"Stefan…" Charlene spoke, hesitating to even tell him as she knew how he would react to it.

"Where is she?" Stefan demanded.

The blonde bit her bottom lip before sighing. "Damon took her in, Stefan."

"What?! And you didn't stop him?!"

"I tried!" Charlene protested. "But…Megan went in willing…"

Stefan shook his head as he ran towards the entrance of the tomb, but Sheila grabbed his arm before he got far.

"Stefan! If you go in there, you won't come out."

He didn't say anything for a moment. "What did you do?"

The older woman gave a sigh, but she didn't sound apologetic as she answered him. "Opening the door didn't remove the seal, it just opened the door."

"What's the seal?"

"Some seals keep vampires from entering. This one keeps them from coming out."

"So…" Charlene started off quietly. "Megan will be able to get out, then." Sheila looked at her and nodded. "But Damon won't…" And neither would Abigail, or Demetria, or Katherine. So much for not making Damon regret trusting her, but she knew it wasn't her fault. It sure as hell felt like it though.

"You were never planning on breaking the spell, were you?" Stefan asked, breaking Charlene's thoughts. Even though he already knew the answer to the question.

Sheila regarded him seriously. "I told you. I will protect my own. Megan can get out. That's all that matters…"

Megan stepped back from Anna as the vampire smirked and moved closer to her.

"You must have a taste for it." She mocked. "You scream and shriek and even bother to escape, but you just come right back to it."

Megan made no comment, stepping back further. She bumped into someone, and it was someone Anna recognized.

"Mother!" she cried out in relief, shoving past Megan to kneel beside the desiccated body. "Mother…" she whispered next as she caressed her arm and then her gaze landed on Megan, glaring at her. "Your boyfriend did this, you know."

Megan said nothing for a moment. "It's not Stefan's fault that his father was a dick. He was the who did this."

"And Jonathan Gilbert." Anna sneered as she stood up to her feet. "I made a choice a long time ago that it would be Gilbert blood that brought her back to life. I had Jeremy ready to go but I guess you'll be the next best thing…" She smirked wickedly.

Knowing what she meant, Megan's eyes went wide and she tried to bolt from the room, but it was no use. Anna was quicker, grabbing her as her face changed and she bit into her neck.

Megan let out a scream of pain as her fangs sliced through her skin.

Charlene heard the familiar scream of her best friend. "Megan!" her head whirled around towards the entrance of the tomb. "Stefan!"

As soon as she cried out his name, he ran into the tomb. Charlene was quick to run after him. She didn't care if she never got out of there, all that matter was making sure Megan wasn't hurt.

When they found her, she was getting her blood sucked with Anna pushing her down.

"No!" Charlene growled. Oh hell no. She used her vampire speed to grab Anna, shoving her hard so she slammed against the nearest wall. Instantly, Charlene was back to the girl, her hand wrapped her Anna's neck tightly. It had surprised the young vampire. "I told I would hurt you if you touched one damn hair on her head. So, I better make good on my promise." And she would have if it wasn't for the voice interrupting her.

"Anna…" The voice choked out.

"Mother…" Anna managed to say as Charlene let her go shocked. So that was why she wanted in the tomb.

Anna ran over to her mother after shoving the blonde away. She fell to her knees and caressed her mother's face, crying happily.

"Let's go." Charlene heard Stefan say from beside her and she looked over at him, finally noticing Megan wasn't there, but she figured Stefan had told her to go.

Charlene glanced over at the crying Anna with her mother, and her anger faded away, realizing the girl had only wanted her mom back. Of course, she could understand that need, so she left Anna alone and followed Stefan back to the entrance of the tomb where Megan was.

The black-haired teen whirled around, relived to see them. "Stefan! Charlene!" She noticed they weren't making a move to leave, and she looked at them, confused. "What's going on? Get out here."

Charlene shook her head sadly. "We can't…"

"What do you mean you can't?!" Megan shouted, turning towards Sheila and Bonnie. "What are they talking about?"

"It's going to be okay." Bonnie spoke, trying to reassure her. "We'll fix it."

"Fix what? What are you even talking about?"

Bonnie said nothing for a moment. "The spell's still up. We can't get them out yet."

Megan's eyes welled with tears as she finally turned back towards them. "You…you guys went there…not knowing if you could come out…why?"

"We heard you scream, Megan." Charlene told her softly. "We couldn't leave you there."

"What about Damon? We can't leave him in there…we promised him…" Megan was saying what Charlene was thinking.

"I know…" Stefan said softly.

Sheila finally spoke up, shaking her head. "Even if we're able to break through the seal, we won't be able to hold it for long."

"We still need to try." Charlene said. The thought of not being able to get Damon left bad taste in her mouth.

Stefan nodded in agreement. "I'm going to look for him."

"Not without me you're not." Charlene told him, and he looked ready to protest but she cut him off. "I'm not taking no for an answer." Before he could say anything, she moved through the tomb and was the first to find him. He looked frustrated as he kicked the dirt on the floor.

"She's not here!" Damon growled.

"Damon…" Charlene called out, but he didn't seem to hear her. Stefan showed up and said his name too as he walked up to his bother.

"She's not here!" he screamed, throwing the blood bag against the wall. It splattered against it, and he had the look of pure anguish on his face.

And it hurt Charlene to see him like this.

Outside of the tomb, Megan stood with her sister and Grams, deciding to help them with the spell. She didn't care if it was meant to be lifted by Bennett witches. She was one, maybe not by blood, but she was by heart and that's all that matter.

So, there she was, beside her sister and her Grams, lifting the spell to help bring the seal up just enough to get Damon, Charlene, and Stefan out of there.

Elena was there too, her eyes watching the open of the tomb anxiously. "Is it working?" she asked, but no one answered her since all of them were busy doing the spell. The torches finally lit up around them and her eyes lit up. "I think it's working!"

Just then, Anna came out of the tomb, holding onto her mother. Elena was the one to spot her and before she could say anything, the girl spoke.

"I just wanted my brother back." She informed softly. "Jeremy's fine." Elena's widened a bit at the mention of her brother. Jeremy? What did Anna do to him… (or not do to him since she said he was fine)? "He's outside. I won't touch him." With that, they left the scene, and the torches began to falter.

"Bonnie, Megan, keep going!" Sheila shouted to them before turning her head quickly towards Elena. "They better hurry."

"Stefan, Charlene, they can't hold it much longer!" Elena yelled, angling her body towards the entrance of the tomb.

The torches extinguished themselves, and she looked towards her friend. Both Megan and Bonnie looked exhausted from the strain of the spell they were doing, and Shelia didn't look much better. It seemed to have more of an effect on her.

Elena didn't think much about, at the time, as she ran into the tomb to try and get them to hurry up.

Back inside, Charlene watched with pain filled eyes as Stefan tried again to get Damon to leave.

"Damon, we need to get out of here." He told his brother, but he wasn't listening as he paced the tomb floor.

"It doesn't make sense." Damon muttered. "They locked her inside…"

"If we don't leave now, we're not getting out."

"How could she not be in here?" Damon was still not listening.

Charlene decided to try, and she went up to him, but didn't touch him. "Damon, please! We need to leave, or we won't get out. I know you're upset that she's not in here, but it's not worth it to stay down here for eternity. She's not worth it!"

"NO!" Damon roared at her words as he whirled around and tried to shove her away, but Charlene wouldn't let him. She moved forwards, grabbing him only to pull him into a tight hug.

He didn't have a reaction at first. It took a bit, and he returned her hug tightly. If he wasn't so emotional, it wouldn't have been this easy to get him to return the embrace. Charlene found herself burying her face into Damon's chest as her arms tightened around him even more.

The hug would have lasted longer if Elena hadn't come running in, breaking the moment. With that, they left the tomb, thankfully without Damon protesting.

It was finally over.

Charlene had gone home after it was over with Elena, but after trying and failing to go to sleep, she left the house and found herself at the boarding house. As she tried to go to bed, she couldn't help the fact that her mind was on Damon and how he was doing with the fact that Abigail wasn't in the tomb. Probably not good, but she wanted to check on him.

She headed on inside without bothering to knock and searched around until she found Damon sitting by the fire. Stefan was sitting down next to his brother. Charlene couldn't help but smile at the sight softly. He wasn't there long as he stood up and turned around, seeing her standing there. Stefan looked at her surprised, going up to her.

"How's he doing?" Charlene asked quietly, even though she knew Damon could hear them.

Stefan sighed. "Not good…he…uh, just found out that Abigail was never in the tomb in the first place…and he won't talk to me."

"Oh…" Charlene didn't know what to say. "I'll talk to him…" She said softly. Not letting Stefan say anything, she headed up to where Damon was and sat beside him.

"Decided to join me on my self-loathing party?" he asked sarcastically.

Of course, even with him in pain, he found the time to be sarcastic. She figured it shouldn't be a surprise.

Charlene cracked a smile. "Well, you shouldn't do that by yourself, even if it is called self-loathing." She joked. He didn't even look at her to give her any type of reaction. She was hoping to get a smirk out of that, and it made her heart hurt that she didn't see it. Ha, she never thought she would see the day that she wanted to see Damon smirking.

She sighed and stayed silent for a moment. "Damon…I'm sorry about Abigail." He tensed up at the mention of her name. "I know how much you wanted to get her out."

"Yeah, well, I guess it was all just a waste, seeing as she didn't care." Damon bit out as he stood up.

Charlene followed in suit. "It wasn't a waste…" she said softly. "At least now…that you know she's not in there…you can finally try and move on."

"Move on?" Damon snorted.

"Yeah…" She nodded as she moved up to him and touched his back. "I know you love her…but sometimes it's just better to let the ones you love go…and find someone new. There's no use waiting for someone who doesn't want to be waited on."

Damon didn't say anything as he turned around to face her, his hand catching her own as it fell away from his back. He caught her eyes causing Charlene's heart to skip a beat. It was like she was back to this afternoon before everything went on where they had almost kissed. It was probably wrong that she wanted it to happen…considering that he had just found the love of his life wasn't where he thought she was and that she didn't care about him. Not only that, but Charlene also shared her face.

What if he was thinking of Abigail as he kissed her? Did she really want to take that risk? Glancing at his lips, she thought that she could but would she.

Damon leaned in, about to make that decision for her. However, she moved back before he could.

"I'm sorry…" Charlene breathed. "I can't kiss you…not like this. Not when you're still in love with someone else."

Before he could say anything, her phone started ringing and she picked it up, turning away from Damon. All she heard was crying on the other end of the phone.

"Megan?" Charlene voiced, concerned. "What is it?"

"C-Charlie…it's Grams…"

Those words made her heart sink to her stomach.

TBC...

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A Few Good Men, Part 1