[2x22; As I Lay Dying]
"Does Joel like mustard?"
"Yeah."
"Pass the mustard, then."
"Passing the mustard," Lucy smirked at Caroline, pushing the bottle of mustard down the counter where she was making Joel's sandwich. "And onion."
"Ew," Caroline wrinkled her nose but sprinkled onions onto the sub. Finishing it up, she placed the top bun on and rolled it up in some paper. "Okay, next?"
"Elena's ham and cheese," Lucy answered dutifully, pushing over Elena's sub, which was waiting for condiments. "You know, we should get jobs at Subway."
"Both of us are too bossy to take orders from a Subway worker," Caroline answered without missing a beat. "We'll have to be our own bosses someday."
Lucy nodded. "Girl bosses."
"Exactly," Caroline put some lettuce, tomato, and mayo on Elena's sub before wrapping it up. She placed all five sandwiches into the packed picnic basket and clasped it shut. "Can you bring this out to my car? I need to change."
"Sure," Lucy picked up the picnic basket and hesitated. "Thanks for doing this, Care. We all appreciate it."
"You know I'd do anything for you, babe," Caroline winked at her.
Lucy playfully clutched her chest. "Babe!"
They both giggled before setting out to do the last few tasks before they could meet up with Elena, Joel, and Jeremy at the court square. The town was having a movie day and Caroline insisted on bringing the Gilbert siblings to watch Gone with the Wind. It was one of her favorites and she was hoping that they would cheer them up a little bit.
Lucy was halfway to Caroline's car when she noticed two figures watching her. She pursed her lips angrily and set the basket on the sidewalk next to the vehicle before turning toward her brothers.
Even though they had a plan for killing Klaus, they didn't succeed. Elijah screwed them over at the last moment and sped away, dragging Klaus with him. So, not only did Klaus get away with killing Jenna—and Elena, or so he thought—but he probably out for revenge.
Lucy wouldn't give him the satisfaction of being afraid. "What do you want?" she snapped at them. "Did you come to kill what's left of my family?"
Klaus rolled his eyes and if Lucy had the power to hurt him, she would. Did he not have any decency?
"Of course not, Luciana," Elijah said politely. "Niklaus and I have come to see how you are."
"Well, let's see. One of my brothers killed my aunt and my sister," Lucy muttered sarcastically. "And another screwed me and my friends over. I guess you could say my life is pretty screwed up, thanks. How are you?"
"Luciana, family is everything," Elijah stated, trying to see things from his point of view. "I didn't not want to betray you but Niklaus ensured that he would take me to our siblings. Can't you understand that?"
Lucy narrowed her eyes at Elijah, unable to believe that he was really speaking to her about the values of family. "I can't believe you just said that to me."
"Enough, sister. A thousand years and yet you're still so dramatic," Klaus drawled, earning himself a venomous look. "I'm taking Elijah to our siblings. Are you coming or not?"
Lucy bit her lip thoughtfully; she did want to see Rebekah, Kol, and Finn…But she had already planned to meet up with Elena, Jeremy, and Joel and they needed her more right now than a couple of original vampires.
"Not this time," she declined his invitation. "I have plans. I would like to meet them, though."
Klaus nodded and Elijah seemed to accept her reasoning.
"If you change your mind, we'll be at Alaric Saltzman's apartment," Klaus informed her. "Farewell, Luciana."
Lucy cleared her throat and nodded. "Bye."
Lucy blinked and Elijah and Klaus were gone. She sighed and picked up the picnic basket, scolding herself for being so polite. Klaus deserved worse than a couple of sarcastic comments and hard glares.
What he deserved was a kick up the—
"Hey, are you okay?" Caroline asked, holding a bundle of blankets, as she walked out of her house. "I saw Elijah and Klaus leave. Did they bother you?"
"They were asking me if I wanted to meet the rest of my siblings," Lucy explained as Caroline shoved the blankets in the backseat. "I told them I had plans that I couldn't miss."
"Aww," Caroline cooed with a large smile. "I knew you loved Gone with the Wind."
Lucy scoffed. "I wouldn't go that far, Care."
"You brought me to see a girl movie," Jeremy said flatly as he glared at the large banner declaring the movie choice.
Lucy bit her lip to hold back her laughter while Caroline rolled her eyes and got to work spreading out the blankets so the five of them could sit. Joel helped her, setting the picnic basket on one of the corners so the blanket couldn't fly away with the wind.
"We had to get out of the house, Jere," Joel said. "This is our three-hour distraction from reality."
"Is that what we're doing?" Jeremy scoffed. "Pretending like our lives aren't screwed up?"
"We need to do this, okay?" Elena sighed, taking a seat once Joel and Caroline were done. "Breath, eat, sleep, wake up, and do it all over again until one day, it's just not as hard anymore."
"Well said, Lena," Lucy plopped down next to her sister. "So, who's hungry?"
"Are we really doing this?" Jeremy groaned in annoyance.
"Yes, we are really doing this," Caroline said sternly. "We are going to take a page from Scarlett. We made it through the war. You guys went through hell and my mom knows that I'm a vampire, so basically, it's like Atlanta has burned. And yet, despite of everything—" she raised her fist in the air triumphantly. "we persevere!"
Jeremy exchanged looks with his siblings, receiving nods from all three of them. Finally, he sighed and sat next to Joel. "All right."
Lucy grinned. "All right, Jere!" she cheered as her phone went off. "Oh, hold on. Hello?"
"Hey," Stefan's voice greeted her. "Can you meet me?"
"Yeah," her eyebrows furrowed in concern at the way his voice wavered. "Are you okay?"
"I'm all right," Stefan assured her. "I just…I need your help. Can you meet me at the old witch house?"
"Of course. I'll be right there," she confirmed before hanging up. She turned to Caroline and asked, "Can I borrow your car? I have to do something really quick."
"Yeah but where are you going?" Caroline pulled her keys out of her jeans and handed them to her.
"Thank you so much. I'll be right back," Lucy said, ignoring the questioning looks she was getting from her siblings. "I won't miss intermission."
Fifteen minutes later, she was in the basement of the old witch house with Bonnie and Stefan. The reason that Stefan had called was because Tyler bit Damon on the night of the full moon and he was only hours away from death.
It concerned Lucy that Damon—I'll-fuck-you-up Damon—was at death's door. It seemed impossible that something got the better of him. She assured Stefan that she would help him in any way. She didn't want him to lose his brother.
In order to find a cure for a werewolf bite, Stefan thought that Bonnie might be able to contact her ancestors. Lucy got to work, lighting candles for a séance while Bonnie and Stefan discussed what was going to happen.
"I'm not sure this is going to work," Bonnie worried.
"You've done a séance before, right?" Stefan reminded her. "You contacted Emily. Maybe one of the witches might know how to help Damon."
Bonnie sighed. "Let's just hope they want to."
"Just ask really nicely," Lucy suggested as she stood to her full height. "You're all set, Bon."
Bonnie gave her a thankful look before closing her eyes. She started chanting, casting the spell so she could speak with her ancestors. The candles all around the room flared and Stefan gave Lucy a questioning look; she gave him a reassuring smile.
"Bonnie," Stefan whispered impatiently. "Bonnie."
Bonnie opened her eyes. "Emily," when she spoke next, her voice and her demeanor was different. "Why have you come here, Stefan?"
"I need your help," Stefan informed Emily while Lucy gaped at Bonnie. "I need to know if there's a spell that can heal a werewolf bite."
"No," Emily said instantly. "Nature ensures a balance to everything."
"Is that true or are you just saying no because it's Damon?"
Emily raised a defiant eyebrow. "Perhaps it is his time to die."
"No, that's not balance," Lucy spoke up, shaking her head. "That's punishment."
Emily pursed her lips, seeming unpleased with Lucy's words. "I will not give you what you want."
"So you're saying that there's an answer to give?" Stefan questioned quickly. "Please, if you know something, just tell me. Help me save my brother."
Emily did not answer him and that was when Bonnie started screaming. Lucy balanced her as she gripped her head, hoping to relieve her pain.
"Bonnie, are you okay?" Lucy asked worriedly.
Bonnie shook her head. "They don't want us here," she told her and Stefan. "They think I'm abusing their power."
"They know something. There's an answer," Stefan insisted. "They just don't want to tell me."
"Yeah," Bonnie confirmed with a pained sigh. "I heard them say a name."
"What was it?" Lucy asked.
"Klaus."
"Stefan, Klaus will kill you," Lucy followed Stefan, trying to keep up with his quick pace as they left the witch house. "Would you stop and listen to me for a second?"
Stefan sighed and stopped walking, turning around to face her. "Klaus had the chance to kill me but he didn't," he reminded her. "I have to at least try."
"Stefan…"
"I was the one who made Damon transition, Lucy," Stefan shook his head. "He's a vampire because of me. If there's a chance that Klaus has the cure, I owe it to him to find it."
Lucy knew that he was right; if any of her siblings were in Damon's place, she would be knocking on Klaus' door, too. Stefan was a noble guy and he would always be; despite the pain that Damon put him through lately, he was willing to give up his life so Damon could live.
"You're too honorable for your own good sometimes," Lucy mumbled as she reached forward and pulled Stefan into a hug. Stefan chuckled weakly and buried his face in her hair, inhaling her peach and coconut scent. "Super-Stef saves the day yet again."
"I couldn't do it without my Lovely-Lucy," Stefan pressed a kiss to the top of her head, making her heart race.
"I didn't do much," Lucy admitted as they pulled away from each other. "but I will tell you this. Klaus and Elijah are going to be at Ric's apartment. You'll find him there."
Stefan sighed in relief and poked the dimple in her cheek. "Thank you, Goofy. You're a life saver, literally," when Lucy waved him off, he added, "Can you do one more thing for me?"
"Name it, Broody."
Lucy needed to stop doing things for people because she was always going to end up in awkward situations that made her want to ramble on and on until someone took pity on her and stopped her verbal diarrhea. This was one of those times.
Explaining to Elena about what was happening to Damon was not going to be fun.
Once she got back to the court square and gave Caroline her keys back, she pulled Elena off to the side. Elena was confused but she finally gave in and asked what was going on.
"Lucy, what's wrong?"
"Look, I wish that I wasn't the one telling you this, but Stefan asked me, so I said I would," Lucy said quickly.
Elena gave her a suspicious look. "Stefan asked you to tell me what?"
"Apparently, the other night when Damon was helping Tyler, something happened," Lucy started to explain. "Tyler was starting to transform and Damon was bitten."
Elena's eyes widened. "What?" her voice was high and panicked. "Is it—is he gonna—?"
Lucy frowned and grabbed Elena's hand. "Yeah."
"Oh, my God," Elena breathed. "He came to the house this morning and tried to apologize. I practically slammed the door in his face."
"Stefan said that Damon didn't want you to know," Lucy comforted her. "but he figured that you would want to talk to him. It's pretty bad, Lena, I wouldn't wait."
Elena nodded as she began to tear up. "Why did Stefan ask you to tell me?"
"Because it's not over. Stefan is going to Klaus for a cure."
"What? No!"
"He'll be fine, Lena," Lucy assured her, squeezing her hand. "But he said he owes it to Damon to find a cure. While he's with Klaus, he wants you to talk with Damon and give him hope."
"Okay," Elena nodded jerkily. "I can do that."
"I'll tell the others what's going on. Elena," when Elena looked at her, she smiled sadly. "Take care of Damon, all right? I hate to admit it, but it'd suck if he wasn't around."
Elena managed a small smile before taking off.
Elena and Stefan had been gone for an hour and Lucy and the others were still waiting for news about the cure and Damon. They tried to distract themselves with Gone with the Wind but it was hard not to think about the chaos going on right now. When Bonnie joined them in the square, Jeremy started to get antsy.
The sun had finally set and the end of the movie was approaching when Caroline began to whisper furiously, "All this waiting around for news is ruining Scarlett for me."
Lucy rolled her eyes and answered her phone as it began to ring. "Hey, Ric. Any news?"
Her greeting caught the attention of Joel, Jeremy, Caroline, and Bonnie.
"Tell me you're with Elena," Alaric said urgently.
"She went to go see Damon," Lucy told him. "Aren't you at the Boarding House?"
"Lucy, Damon escaped and I think he's looking for her," Alaric said hurriedly. "The cops are after him, too. Listen, he's in bad shape, so if you find her, get her somewhere safe, okay? I'm on my way."
"Okay," Lucy hung up and gave the others the run-down of what Alaric told her.
Jeremy stood up immediately and the others quickly followed, Bonnie stopping him from walking off to find Damon himself.
"If Damon's off the rails, there's nothing you can do to stop him," Bonnie tried to calm him down. "Let us take care of it."
"You keep doing this!" Jeremy raised his voice at her. "You left me behind before and guess what? Jenna still died. I'm going to find my sister—you go ahead and try to stop me."
Before Jeremy could even start to walk away, Joel grabbed him. "I'm coming with you," he gave Bonnie, Lucy, and Caroline a pointed look. "I'll make sure nothing happens."
"I'm coming, too," Lucy added, joining her brothers. "Let's go. If the cops are after Damon, it won't take them long to find him."
The Gilbert siblings took off, keeping their eyes peeled as they walked around the square. The movie was just finishing up, so it was harder to try to find Damon with everyone up and moving around.
Finally, after ten minutes of searching, Joel spotted Damon slowly making his way through the crowd. He pointed him out to Lucy and Jeremy and they started approaching the sick vampire.
"Katherine?" Damon's voice was almost dreamy as he stared off into the distance.
"Damon!" Joel grabbed his shoulders, holding him up straight.
Damon didn't look good; Lucy knew that if Stefan didn't get the cure soon, Damon would die, probably within the hour. He was paler than usual and he was drenched with sweat as he coughed up some blood. By the looks of it, he was also hallucinating.
Damon shook his head and blinked as he focused on Joel. "Where's Elena?" he asked despondently. "I need to see Elena now."
"We'll get you to Elena, Damon," Lucy said softly. "Let's just get you out of here, all right?"
"The Grill should be empty," Jeremy interjected.
Joel nodded and wrapped his arm around Damon's shoulder, allowing the older vampire to slump into him. The three of them led Damon to the Grill, avoiding large crowds that would take longer to get through. The Grill was empty just like Jeremy said it would be and Lucy was thankful.
It would be hard to explain a sick vampire with a toxic werewolf bite.
While Joel and Lucy leaned Damon against one of the clean tables, Jeremy pulled out his phone and called Alaric, telling him their location. He trailed off as he looked toward the doors and Joel stiffened and followed his gaze.
Lucy turned to see Liz aiming a gun at Damon.
Just as she pulled the trigger, Damon sped away, letting the bullet shoot right into Jeremy's chest.
"Jeremy!" Lucy shouted in shock.
"Oh, my God," Liz gasped.
Before Jeremy even hit the ground, Joel was catching him and cradling him in his lap. Lucy ran over to them and knelt by Jeremy's side, grabbing his hand and staring into his wide, fearful eyes.
"It's okay, Jere," Lucy cooed as Jeremy's eyes slid shut. "Give him blood, Joel!"
"I've got a gunshot victim at the Grill!" Liz reported into her radio. "Get the paramedics here."
"Joel!" Lucy shouted tearfully at her older brother as he just shook his head, a sob escaping his lips. "Joel, please!"
"He's gone, Lucy!" Joel snapped at her. "He's dead and I can't do anything about it."
Lucy collapsed on her butt and made sure to keep Jeremy's pale hand in her grip as she wrapped the other around her knees.
This could not be happening.
"Jeremy!"
Lucy lifted her head at Bonnie's scream and saw her and Caroline rushing into the Grill. They both knelt on either side of Jeremy, their hands hovering unsurely over his body.
"Mom, what did you do?" Caroline asked Liz frantically.
"I was aiming for Damon."
Caroline shook her head and glanced at Lucy, noticing her death grip on Jeremy's hand. "He still has his ring," she pointed out hopefully.
"She's human," Bonnie shook her head, tears falling down her cheeks. "The ring won't work on him."
Lucy closed her eyes and bowed her head, pressing Jeremy hand against her lips. Her little brother was gone. He was fine one moment and the next…
She couldn't believe it. Jeremy was only fifteen. He was just starting to move on from their parents', Vicki's, and Anna's death, he was getting good grades, and he was in a healthy relationship with Bonnie. It was all gone so quickly.
It was all gone.
"Lucy, Joel, what's going on?" Alaric asked as he rushed into the restaurant. He paused when he saw Jeremy clutched to Joel's chest, his gunshot wound soaking his white t-shirt in blood. "Oh, my God."
"I know what I need to do," Bonnie declared shakily, standing up. "I need you to grab him so we can—so we can take him with us."
"No, no, no," Liz objected. "You can't move him. This is a crime scene."
"Mom!" Caroline exclaimed sternly. "You let them go."
"Joel, Lucy, come on," Bonnie urged, catching the attention of the broken siblings.
Joel sniffed and nodded, standing up with Jeremy held tightly to his chest. Lucy numbly rose to her feet, wiping her bloody hands on her shirt, and followed Alaric, Bonnie, and Joel out of the Grill.
Lucy stumbled down the stairs to the basement of the old witch house for the second time that day, hoping and praying that witches would help Bonnie bring Jeremy back to life. With a flick of her hand, Bonnie lit the candles around the room, taking no time to light from properly.
Joel laid Jeremy on the dusty floor and Bonnie sat down with him, pulling his head into her lap.
"Is this even possible?" Alaric asked anxiously from beside Lucy.
"There's a spell for it if they'll give me the power to use it," Bonnie hurriedly explained, placing her hands on either side of Jeremy's head. "Revertas Phasmatis ut victus…"
The candles flared as Bonnie continued to cast the spell, her voice thick with emotion. She repeated it over and over again and whimpered when nothing happened.
"No."
"What?" Joel asked. "What is it?"
"They're angry at me for coming back here," Bonnie sniffed. "They don't want to help."
"They have to," Lucy objected.
"They said there'll be consequences."
"Well, he's just a kid," Alaric snapped. "Tell them to shut up."
Bonnie nodded and closed her eyes, starting the spell again. The house shook as her voice grew louder and Lucy winced when whispers started up around the room. Bonnie didn't let the commotion phase her as she focused on bringing Jeremy back.
Then her nose started to bleed.
"Emily…Emily!" Bonnie sobbed, looking up at the ceiling as if her ancestor was there. "I know you're there. Please help me. I love him."
Lucy buried her head into Alaric's chest as the house stopped shaking and the candles dimmed. They had their answer. No matter how much magic Bonnie used or how much they all begged, Jeremy wasn't coming back.
And then Jeremy gasped, his eyes flying open.
"Bonnie."
Lucy pulled her face out of Alaric's chest and sighed in relief when she saw her little brother looking up at Bonnie. Bonnie sobbed as she hugged Jeremy to her chest, muttering soothing words to him as he freaked out about what happened.
Lucy could literally feel the stress and sadness that came with Jeremy's temporary death melt away. Her baby brother was safe and he was alive.
Jeremy was safe.
The blade of grass between Lucy's fingers was smooth and slightly damp from the condensation in the cool air. She simply stared at it, her mind racing a mile a minute. So much had happened in the span of three days it was hard to keep up. She had to always distract herself to keep from breaking down and the recent news she got from Elena made her feel worse, if that was possible.
Only minutes earlier, Elena had called her, telling her that Katherine had brought the cure for Damon and he would be fully recuperated after a few blood bags. Lucy was happy to hear about Damon's health and had told Elena so, but her sister wasn't done.
According to Katherine, Stefan had given himself over to Klaus in exchange for the cure. Elena said that they probably wouldn't see Stefan for a long, long time. Lucy could barely hang up the call, only able to give Elena a choked-up goodbye.
It wasn't fair. Lucy had lost so many people in her life already and now Stefan was leaving, too. Who even knew when she would see him again—if she saw him again. Vampires lived a long time and Lucy knew that, but she hadn't expected to lose Stefan so soon.
The thought of losing Stefan on top of everything that was going on was almost too much to bear. How was she going to live without him?
She didn't mean that in a suicidal way—she meant it in the way that every time she saw him, she'd stop breathing. When Stefan smiled, she couldn't help but smile, too. When Stefan hurt, she hurt. When he was injured, she was protective. When she didn't see him or talk to him for too long, she'd be lost. It was like her world was black and white without him.
Stefan made her life vibrant.
It was then that Lucy realized that she was royally screwed. Ever since Founder's Day, when she realized that she had romantic feelings for Stefan, she had been trying to squash down her desire to be with him. She had tried so hard because she knew how much Stefan loved Elena and how much Elena loved Stefan.
She had failed, though. Every time she convinced herself that Stefan was just a passing fancy, he'd do something to reel her back in. Every laugh, smile, conversation, and touch she shared with Stefan made her fall deeper and deeper.
Lucy was in love with Stefan.
At least, she was pretty sure she was. She once read that everyone experiences love differently; sometimes it's all-consuming, sometimes it starts as a small fire and engulfs them—it really depended on the person. Lucy's love for Stefan was close to her chest but it didn't make it weak—her love for him burned brighter than the sun and would last longer than a star.
"You weren't at Steven's Quarry."
Lucy screeched loudly and fell on her side in shock at Stefan's voice, her heart racing impossibly fast. She rolled over, trying to control her heart rate, and jumped to her feet, staring wide-eyed at her best pal.
"You scared the shit out of me."
"Sorry," Stefan smiled slightly, looking around the small clearing that Lucy had found a little way away from Steven's Quarry. "This isn't your usual place."
"I couldn't go back there," Lucy shook her head; when she stopped at Steven's Quarry, all she saw were flashes of Klaus killing Jenna. She couldn't stay there.
Stefan nodded and stepped closer to her. "This place is nice," he observed. "It's cozy."
"I guess," Lucy agreed and eyed him curiously. "What are you doing here? Elena told me that you were leaving with Klaus."
Stefan frowned at the reminder. "I am," he confirmed. "but Klaus agreed to let me say goodbye to you."
"Me?"
"Well," Stefan shrugged. "I could only choose one person."
"And you chose me?"
"No, I'm actually Stefan's doppelganger," Stefan snarked at her, rolling his eyes playfully. "I wanted to say goodbye, Goofy."
Lucy gave him a bewildered look; why had he chosen to say goodbye to her and not his brother or his girlfriend. "Why'd you choose me?"
"Because you're Lucy," Stefan answered, like it was that simple. "I wanted to see you one last time and…" he paused, pulling something out of his jacket. "I got you something."
"What?" Lucy gave him a confused look as he took her right hand and flipped it palm-up. He dropped a silver necklace in her hand, the metal cool against her heated skin. "Stefan…"
The chain was dainty and high quality, shiny against her palm. Attached to the chain was a small pendent in the shape of a star, a diamond settled in the middle of it. It was beautiful.
"Stefan," Lucy breathed, looking back at him. "This is amazing…"
"I know your locket was destroyed, so I wanted to give you this," Stefan explained, taking the necklace from her and spinning her around so he could put it on her. As he brushed her hair away from her neck, giving her goosebumps, he went on, "I was going to give you another locket but I decided not to. I wanted to get you something that reminded you of me."
Lucy straightened the pendent against her chest as Stefan clasped the necklace and put her hair back in place. As she turned around, she said earnestly, "Nothing would make me forget you Stefan."
Stefan's forest-green eyes glinted warmly. "I got you a star because that's how I see you," he tapped the diamond with a single finger and smiled at her. "You know how it takes thousands of years for a star's light to shine on someone and it makes them feel so special?"
Lucy silently nodded, a lump in her throat.
"That's you, Luce," Stefan declared. "You're beautiful and you love so selflessly and you see the good in people. You make everyone around you feel special."
"Stefan…"
"Knowing you will impact my life forever. Years from now, your light will still shine on me," Stefan promised shakily but earnestly. "You changed my life, Lucy. Since the first time I saw you struggling with your locker, I knew you would be important to me."
A warm feeling bounced around her chest at Stefan's words. She was pretty sure her heart had melted into mush and she had stopped breathing for a few seconds.
Lucy loved Stefan and she had to tell him.
"I'm a horrible person," she blurted, shaking her head.
Stefan raised his eyebrows. "What?"
"You know, life is short. It ends unexpectantly. People come and they go and sometimes it's great and sometimes it hurts like hell. I've known Jenna and John my whole life and now they're gone. My brother died and came back to life today. Life is short."
"Luce, you're rambling…"
Lucy nodded and tried to focus. "What I'm trying to say is no one knows when they'll last see someone they care about. I woke up on the day of the full moon thinking that Jenna would eventually marry Ric and have a couple of babies so I could have even more siblings. I didn't know when I told her I loved her that day, it would be the last time I would ever say it to her."
"I didn't say it enough," Lucy shook her head and looked up at Stefan with teary eyes. "And I've come to realize that I don't say it enough to anyone. To my siblings, to Caroline, to Ric…and now you're leaving. I might not see you again."
Stefan shook his head, confused. "That doesn't make you a bad person, Lucy."
"I'm not a bad person because I don't tell the people I love them enough. I'm a bad person because I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you, Stefan," Lucy confessed, looking away from him so she couldn't see his reaction. "And I know you're with Elena and you love her and that's great. I just—I had to tell you before you left. I had to let you know how much you mean to me."
As she fell silent and closed her eyes, embarrassment set in. This was possibly the last moment she would spend with Stefan and she had ruined it. Warm tears made their way down her face and she didn't move to wipe them away.
"Goofy," Stefan placed his hands on either side of her face, tilting it up to face him. She opened her eyes, surprised to see warmth and tears glinting in the forest-green eyes looking back at her.
Stefan wiped away her tears with his thumbs and gave her a small smile before leaning down and pressing a long kiss to her forehead. Lucy closed her eyes and tried to memorize what she was feeling.
"Goodbye, Lucy."
When she opened her eyes, Stefan was gone.
I know and you know that siphoners can heal werewolf bites but Lucy and the rest of the gang don't know that yet. You have to remember that they just discovered werewolves existed only a couple months before this chapter took place. That is why Lucy didn't heal Damon herself.