[4x11; Catch Me If You Can + 4x12; A View to a Kill]

Lucy hummed into Stefan's mouth, biting his lip for a brief second before letting go and pulling away from him. At his disappointed and lustful gaze, she smiled playfully and opened her shower, stepping out of the hot water.

"Baby, come on," Stefan popped his head out of the shower as she wrapped a blue towel around her body. He watched, disappointed, as her body, slick and shiny, disappeared from his view as she secured the terrycloth. "One more?"

"I think two rounds in the shower is too much," Lucy laughed, pulling her wet hair into a bun at the top of her head. "and my fingers are all prune-y."

"Fine," Stefan gave in, turning off the hot water and stepping out of the shower. He took the towel that Lucy handed to him and dried himself off. "You did almost hit your head when you slipped—"

"Yeah, okay, let's not talk about that," she quickly cut him off; she couldn't help but admire his body while tucking his towel around his oh-so fit waist. "Come on, let's get dressed. Bekah's coming over soon."

As Lucy started to leave the bathroom, Stefan followed after her. "That's why you didn't want to have sex ag—oh, shit!" he faltered when he saw Rebekah sitting on Lucy's bed, looking through one of her photobooks; he ducked into the bathroom while Lucy and Rebekah laughed. "Ever heard of invasion of privacy?"

"Well, as this is Lucy's place, I didn't think to knock," Rebekah called back nonchalantly.

Lucy chuckled under her breath and held onto her towel so it wouldn't slip, all the while collecting some of Stefan's clean clothes from his drawer in her dresser. She picked out some light gray jeans, boxer-briefs, and a thin black hoodie and opened the bathroom door just enough so she could give them to him.

"Thank you," he sighed in relief, shutting the door once again.

Lucy turned to her sister. "I thought you weren't coming for another hour."

She collected her clothes for the day; skinny jeans, a maroon long-sleeved blouse, and some tan ankle boots were thrown onto her bed next to Rebekah. She grabbed her undergarments and put them in the pile before facing Rebekah again, hands on her hips.

Rebekah just shrugged. "I was bored."

Stefan stepped out of the bathroom, fully dressed, with his hair styled, and Lucy traded places with him, hauling her clothes with her.

While she got dressed, brushed her teeth, and did her hair, she listened to the conversation that went on between Stefan and Rebekah. It got off to a shaky start but, eventually, it started to settle.

"Why are you—"

"Honestly, I didn't know—"

They spoke at the same time before sighing.

"Look, I didn't know you would be here," Rebekah explained quickly. "If I had known, I would have waited for another hour. Trust me, I didn't want to hear you defiling my baby sister."

Stefan snorted. "I'm not defiling Lucy."

"Oh, really? So that thing you did—"

"Please, shut up. I don't even know why you stayed in the first place."

"Well, I'd figured you'd finish soon. Anyway, do you happen to have Joel's number?"

There was a moment of silence and then Rebekah's annoyed voice.

"Hello? I'm talking to you."

"Oh, I know you are. I'm ignoring you."

"Look," Rebekah sighed as Lucy started on her cover-up, mascara, and tinted lip balm. "We're at a bit of a disadvantage in this whole race for the cure. Team Klaus has Jeremy the hunter, Team Shane has Bonnie the witch—"

"If you're here to remind us of our last place status, we're aware."

"Well, Luci and I developed a plan last night," Rebekah informed him. "The cure is buried with Silas, that ancient evil guy Kol is afraid of. Shane was so eager to prove his existence that he gave away that he has one of the keys to resurrecting him."

"His headstone," Lucy walked back into the bedroom.

Stefan slowly nodded his head, understanding what their plain was. "Okay, and you want to steal it."

"Yes," Rebekah nodded. "And then Team Shane will have to join Team Rebekah and Team Klaus will be left out in the cold where he belongs."

Two hours later, Lucy, Stefan, and Rebekah were at Whitmore College and snooping through Professor Shane's office. Shane was in Mystic Falls, currently speaking to the police after April Young went to Liz and the current mayor—Bonnie's dad—and told them that she knew who convinced her father to light his house on fire. It was quite convenient that Rebekah waited to tell April about Shane until they had to look for the headstone in his office, but Lucy was glad that April was getting justice for her dad's death, nevertheless.

Stefan's mood had turned sour within the last hour and Lucy was pretty sure it was because Rebekah was being purposefully annoying. Lucy had driven out to Whitmore and Rebekah had insisted on being in the passenger seat so Stefan's only choice was the backseat. Then, Rebekah had to talk about cute actors or boys they knew and when that led to Lucy saying that she adored Chris Evans, that made him pout. That wasn't even the end of the annoyance that was sent his way.

While Lucy was searching through Shane's things on his desk and Rebekah was searching one of his displays of artifacts, Stefan was ripping through the boxes on the couch, throwing papers all over the floor.

He made a frustrated noise as he threw a box on the ground and went over to the wall of filing cabinets. "Well, the headstone's not here."

Lucy huffed, getting a little frustrated herself; it wasn't that she was frustrated with Stefan but the fact that Shane had so much shit in the little office that it felt like she was in a hoarder's house. "Calm down, Broody. We'll find it."

"Don't ripper out on us," Rebekah added, smirking when Stefan growled at her. "Ooh, you're all bottled up. You need to relax; maybe we can find you a voodoo doll or something."

Lucy rolled her eyes at her sister and then looked over to Stefan, catching the severely annoyed look on his face. "I don't think we want to do that, Bekah," she walked over to the desk where Rebekah was rummaging through the drawers and winked at Stefan. "I'm pretty sure he'd use it on you."

Stefan snorted in amusement while Rebekah laughed dryly. "Very funny," she pulled open the bottle drawer and found a bottle of some herbs. "Ah, this should do the trick. It's exactly what you need—the professor's stash of herbs."

Stefan turned away from the Original to look through the filing cabinet in front of him. "Not interested."

While Lucy chuckled, Rebekah pouted. "What happened to you? You were so much fun in the twenties."

"Stefan is plenty of fun," Lucy defended him before either of them brought up their time in the twenties. She was uncomfortable with the fact that all three of her sisters were in a relationship with Stefan before her—and most of the time she kept it far, far away from her thoughts—and it caused her stomach to drop uneasily.

Rebekah raised an eyebrow at Lucy. "Yeah?"

"Yes," Lucy insisted. "Maybe his definition of fun isn't the same as yours."

From his place in front of the filing cabinet, his back turned to both girls, Stefan smirked. He didn't need anyone to defend him but he sure liked it when Lucy did. It was nice that she had his back just as much as he had hers.

"Fine," Rebekah gave in. "but we can still use the herbs, right?"

"You guys can but I'm not," Lucy wrinkled her nose, walking over to the large bookshelf on the other side of the office.

"Oh, come on, Luci…"

"I've been high once in my life and I was so paranoid," Lucy informed her sister; Stefan raised his eyebrows in surprise. "so, I'll pass on whatever herbs are in Shane's stash."

Rebekah turned to Stefan, giving him a challenging look.

"All right," he gave in. "Let's do it."

It had been an hour and they still had nothing to go on. While Stefan and Rebekah got high—Stefan had heavily denied that he was but he was much more mellow than he usually was—Lucy texted back and forth with Caroline, checking in on her and Tyler. She had given up on her search for the headstone after looking through the whole bookshelf and was seated on the couch in defeat.

She had hoped that they would find the headstone so they could get ahead on the race for the cure but it was looking like they weren't in luck.

Stefan wandered around the room, studying some of the artifacts that Shane had on display. He didn't really care what they were—they weren't the headstone so, to him, they were a waste of time.

"So much random shit in here," he sighed, picking up a painted piece of wood.

"Shit, maybe. Random, no," Rebekah corrected him. "Looks like Shane has a bit of an afterlife fetish. Hopi prayer feathers, a Han dynasty soul vase, and that—" she nodded at Stefan, who had picked up a knife made out of stone. "is a Polynesian sacrificial knife. Brutal way to die but at least you appease the gods."

"Really?" Lucy popped off the couch to walk over to the table Stefan was standing at, surveying the artifacts with interested eyes. Her love of history had skyrocketed ever since she learned she was a reincarnation and she had memories of centuries ago—there was also the fact that Alaric loved history as much as he did. "You studied all of this, Bekah?"

"I enjoy other cultures," Rebekah shrugged.

Lucy hummed and went to take the knife from Stefan to get a better look when her phone rang. She sighed heavily when she saw that it was Elena; despite the fact that they had a truce over Christmas, Lucy still needed space from her sister.

"Elena."

"Thank God you answered," Elena breathed in relief.

Lucy stiffened, not liking the desperation in her voice. What was going on now? "What's wrong? Is it Jeremy?"

Jeremy was supposed to be up at the cabin, training to be a hunter with Matt, Joel, and Damon. What trouble could he get into? Well…Damon was there, after all.

"Yes but no—it's complicated," Elena said hurriedly. "Kol showed up and attacked Jeremy and Damon and now Damon's compelled to kill Jeremy."

Lucy bit her lip, her stomach dropping. "Okay, hold tight, all right? I can siphon the compulsion away—"

Stefan, having heard the whole conversation, nudged her. He mouthed some words and did a series of hand gestures that she immediately understood.

"Stefan's coming now," she informed Elena. "I'll be there soon after."

"Okay," Elena breathed. "Just hurry."

The call ended and Stefan was already gone, speeding back to Mystic Falls to keep Damon from killing Jeremy until Lucy could get there to siphon the Kol's compulsion.

Lucy sighed; pinching the bridge of her nose to try to keep the stinging in her eyes at bay. Here they went again, her siblings trying to kill each other. Would it ever end? God, she hoped so. She could hardly take it anymore.

"It's gonna be all right, Luci," Rebekah laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. "You'll siphon the compulsion, hopefully Nik will dagger Kol until we find the cure, and Jeremy will be all right."

Lucy gave her a grateful look, finding some comfort in Rebekah's words. "Thanks—"

She was cut off as the door to the office opened and Rebekah grabbed her arm, speeding them into a corner to hide before anyone even walked into the office. They quietly watched as a middle-aged man walked into the room and headed straight to the bookshelf that Lucy had searched earlier. He went through the shelves, knocking on the back of each one before he found a panel that slid open.

Lucy couldn't believe their luck; they had some random dude find the headstone for them.

When the man grabbed the headstone and turned around, Lucy and Rebekah were in front of them, both of their arms crossed over their chests.

"Good, you found it," Rebekah smirked at him and grabbed his throat. "Question is, who are you?"

Lucy closed her eyes and turned away from the man when he groaned in pain once again. Blood dripped down his forearms as Rebekah sliced through them. She had already done his other arm but the guy didn't say a single word about who sent him.

Was it Shane, making sure that no one found the headstone? Or was it Klaus, who wanted it for himself?

"All you have to do to make it stop is tell me who sent you," Rebekah told him; she popped a bloody finger into her mouth, eyebrows quirking. "You're full of vervain so I know you haven't been compelled."

Lucy hummed thoughtfully at her words, turning back to her sister and the man. "Maybe somebody compelled him before he ingested it?"

Rebekah cocked her head and nodded slightly. "Well, he was after the headstone, so we need to know who sent him."

"There's a simple solution to that," Lucy walked over to them and was just about to put her hand on the man's cheek to siphon away his compulsion when the man abruptly choked, blood starting to pour from his mouth. "What the actual hell?"

Rebekah pushed her away from the man before holding his face up so she could look into his mouth. "He just bit off his own tongue," she sighed and dropped the man's face. "So, you do know something."

The man looked between Lucy's horrified look to Rebekah's annoyed one before lunging forward. Breathing heavily, he grabbed the knife from Rebekah's hand and quickly stabbed himself in the neck. Lucy immediately turned away, listening with a queasy stomach as the man choked on his own blood.

Rebekah groaned in disappointment. "He was compelled," she stated the obvious. "So, do you think it was Nik or Damon?"

"Maybe it wasn't either of them," Lucy suggested. "Maybe there's another team in the race."

By the time Lucy got back to the Boarding House after dropping Rebekah and the headstone off at her house, it was nighttime. Joel's truck was parked out in front, which meant that he—and possibly Elena—were already here. Stefan had already called her on the way back home, telling her that he had Damon contained in the cellar and was bleeding him dry so he wouldn't fight back until she could get there.

It was a lovely way to return home. And of course, it was even worse when she actually walked into the house. Elena and Stefan were arguing in the hallway that led to the cellar door, Joel hovering behind them with an exasperated look on his face.

"I need to see him!"

"And I'm telling you, you can't," Stefan's voice was stern and louder than usual. "He'll just ask you to let him out."

"I won't let him out," Elena argued.

Stefan rolled his eyes. "You won't have a choice," he crossed his arms over his chest. "You're sired. Is that all?"

Despite the fact that her siblings were warring once again and Damon had been compelled to kill Jeremy, she found this particular argument kind of amusing. Maybe she was a horrible or petty person but it was nice to see that Stefan was just as annoyed with Elena as she was.

And then that amusement was gone when Elena changed the subject. "What were you and Lucy even doing with Rebekah?" she asked Stefan sharply, as if she had any right to question where he was or who he was with. "She tried to kill me."

Lucy groaned in annoyance, announcing her presence to Elena and Stefan, who hadn't noticed her before then. "You use this argument all the time," she told Elena. "As if Damon didn't snap Jeremy's neck only a year ago."

Elena glared at her. "That's different."

"Not really," Lucy snapped back. "And once again, Rebekah is my sister."

"Go home, Elena," Stefan said firmly. "We'll let Damon out when Lucy's done with him."

Elena huffed and turned, storming out of the house. Lucy rolled her eyes when the door slammed shut and looked to her older brother for information on Jeremy.

"How's Jere?"

"Shaken up," Joel told her. "He's at home, though, and Kol can't get in without an invitation."

Lucy nodded, relieved that Jeremy was all right. She would have been absolutely destroyed if her baby brother was killed by Damon and Kol. "I'll call him after I'm done with Damon."

"I'll let him know. See you guys later."

Once Joel had left, Lucy turned to Stefan. "How is he?"

As they both started walking down the stairs that led to the cellar, Stefan shrugged. "Hungry but other than that, he's fine."

Lucy hummed and stood on her tiptoes when they came to the cell where Damon was being held, peeking through the bars. "Hey."

"I never thought that I would ever say this but I'm glad to hear your voice, Twitch," Damon groaned tiredly. "Can we get this over with?"

Lucy and Stefan exchanged an annoyed look before unlocking the cell and stepping inside. Lucy siphoned the compulsion from Damon, ignoring his complaining, and then Stefan tossed him a blood bag that he took from the fridge.

When Damon had some color to his pale cheeks, he actually smiled at Lucy—not a smirk, a smile. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Lucy tapped his shoulder. "You should go see Elena. She was pretty upset."

Damon nodded at her and clapped Stefan on the shoulder before speeding out of the cell. Lucy sighed and turned to Stefan, her lips curling into a smile that had him returning the gesture.

"Why are you looking so mischievous?" Stefan poked her left dimple.

"I was thinking we could have some fun."

"Like?"

"Let's watch Seinfeld," she suggested.

"You hate Seinfeld," Stefan pointed out.

"Well, you love it," Lucy countered. "So…kettle corn?"

Stefan grinned at her and bowed his head, placing a happy kiss on her forehead. "Kettle corn."

"Well, we have to do something. Kol is running around with the white oak stake and homicide on the brain."

"I realize that, Nik," Lucy sighed into her phone, giving Joel and Stefan—who were setting up the deejay's booth on the other side of the gym—a tired look. "Rebekah told me all about it before I went to bed."

Everything was a mess. After a few episodes of Seinfeld the night before, Rebekah had called her crying, informing her that Kol had almost killed her with the white oak stake and Klaus had nasty comment that her angry and upset at the same time. To be honest, it threw Lucy.

She had experienced family squabbles as a Mikaelson before but a thousand years ago, they weren't nearly as violent. As Lucy, she had only seen one-on-ones between her Original siblings. First it was Elijah and Klaus and then it's been Rebekah and Klaus. Other than the time Kol, Finn, and Rebekah were undaggered at dinner the night when Esther was resurrected—she had never seen more than two of her siblings fight at the same time. Kol verses Rebekah verses Klaus.

It was funny how Klaus was included in every single squabble. Must be his lovely personality.

And this time, the squabble included her, too. She wasn't all in like Klaus, Kol, and Rebekah but she did need to have a discussion with Kol about trying to kill Jeremy. Unfortunately, Kol was screening all of her calls. If only Elijah could see them all now.

"Yes, well, unfortunately, Kol seems to have absconded with my set of daggers," Klaus grumbled.

"You're joking," Lucy said flatly.

"No, I'm not joking," Klaus told her. "Kol's irrational fear of Silas has pushed him off the edge. You, me, and Rebekah need to put him down before he does any more damage."

Normally, Lucy would protest strongly if Klaus was thinking of daggering one of their siblings but this was different. Jeremy's life was on the line with Kol out and about, trying to stop them from getting the cure and it wasn't like Kol would be in a coffin for a century. She would personally make sure to undagger him the moment they found the cure and Silas was still safely hidden away and causing no trouble.

"But he took off with the daggers."

"I happen to know that Rebekah has the one you took out of her," Klaus stated matter-of-factly. "and I also know she has some white ash. We just need her to hand it over."

"Did you talk to Rebekah—"

Klaus cut her off. "I already did. She seems to think I'll use the dagger on her."

"Well, she's kind of got a point," Lucy shrugged to herself. "You dagger her all the time."

"For valid reasons!"

"Don't lie, Nik," Lucy rolled her eyes. "I'll talk to Rebekah, all right."

"There's my girl," she could practically hear his smug smile. "Keep me updated."

"I will."

Lucy ended the call and looked around, hoping that none of members of the dance committee had overheard her. Once she was satisfied, she crossed the gym and stopped in front of the deejay booth where Stefan and Joel were waiting for her.

"How are you gonna convince Rebekah to hand over the dagger?" Joel asked her right away, both of them having heard the whole conversation.

"I'm gonna talk to her," Lucy said simply. "Rebekah is much more reasonable with me than any of our brothers."

Stefan nodded. "That's true," he agreed. "So, what are you—"

"Lucy!" Bonnie, who had been helping some of the freshmen blow up balloons, ran over to her, looking fiercely annoyed. "My dad canceled all town events."

"What? Why?" Lucy whined, realizing what this meant. "We can't cancel the decade dance, it's our last one!"

Joel and Stefan exchanged a look, amused by how Lucy was immediately distracted from the situation with her Original siblings by the cancelation of the decade dance.

"My dad's not budging," Bonnie frowned, shaking her head. "He enforced a curfew and added vervain to the water system."

"He put vervain in the water?" Stefan spoke up worriedly; he and Damon were fine at the Boarding House but Caroline, Joel, Tyler, and Elena didn't have a filtered water system.

"Mmhm," Bonnie confirmed for him before looking back to Lucy. "Look, I have to get home. My dad wants to have a family meeting—whatever that's supposed to mean. I'll see you later."

She started walking away before Lucy could tell her to be safe with Kol running around town trying to kill anyone that was needed to find the cure. Bonnie was one of those people and Kol probably thought that she'd be easiest to take care of since Kol couldn't directly kill Jeremy without being infected with the hunter's curse.

"Bonnie, wait!" Lucy called after her, running out of the gym. She arrived, just in time to see Kol speed into view and slam Bonnie against the lockers. "What the hell, Kol!? Stop it!"

Kol ignored her, his teeth sharpening as he snarled at Bonnie, "No one can get to the cure if you're too dead to find it."

Before Kol could do any damage, he was flinching away from Bonnie and groaning in pain. Lucy watched, horrified and amazed at the same time—though she was mostly horrified—as Bonnie broke several of Kol's bones. It wasn't long until the balloons decorating the gym lobby started to pop and the lockers doors started swinging open.

"Bonnie, stop!" Lucy marched forward toward her friend, worried for her safety and Kol's. "Get out of here!"

By the time Stefan and Joel had rushed into the lobby, Bonnie was gone and Kol was recovering.

"Kol, you can't do this!" Lucy raised her voice at her brother as his bones started to heal. "You can't just go around and kill the people I love."

"Silas is Hell on Earth, sister," Kol panted as he stood to his feet, repeating what he had told her before. "I can't let you raise him."

"We're not going to," Lucy grabbed his arm and gave him a pleading look. "Please, Kol. Please stop this before you or anyone else gets hurt."

She couldn't explain it but she felt like she knew that something horrible was going to happen. Kol had compelled Damon to kill Jeremy and now he tried to kill Bonnie; someone would be looking to get revenge and if she knew Elena, that someone would be her.

"Something bad is gonna happen, Kol," she could feel her eyes fill with tears, taking Kol aback. "I can feel it. Please, just stop."

Kol paused and looked down at Lucy for a long moment, trying to decide what to do. Joel and Stefan stood back, watching as Kol finally made up his mind. He pressed a gentle kiss on Lucy's forehead.

"All will be fine, Ana," he whispered to her; Lucy relaxed, thinking he was going to stop the murder attempts. "but I can't let Silas be released."

Lucy stiffened as Kol let go of her arm. "Kol, no!" but he was already gone. "Damn it!"

She turned to Joel and Stefan with tears in her eyes. "I have to get to Rebekah's house."

Stefan paced on Rebekah's front porch, passing Joel every so often as he carefully listened to Lucy and Rebekah's conversation. Lucy was so close to having Rebekah hand the dagger over but Rebekah was hesitating, worried about what Klaus would do to her.

"Do you think Rebekah will give Lucy the dagger?" Joel asked him, picking at his jeans.

Neither of them went inside, knowing that if Lucy was the only one to talk to Rebekah, things would go easier.

"Yeah, I do," Stefan nodded, scratching his cheek. "She loves Lucy and she knows that it's the right thing for everyone right now."

Joel hummed in agreement. "Have you heard from Damon today?"

"No. What about Elena?"

"Nope," Joel sighed.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear…Stefan's phone rang and he quickly answered it when he saw that it was Elena, worried about what she had to be planning. Hopefully they'd get to the dagger before she and Damon could do any irreversible damage.

"Elena, where are you?"

"At my house. Damon's here, too," she told him quickly, like she was under pressure. "Look, I want to kill Kol—well, I want Jeremy to kill Kol."

Stefan spluttered, though he wasn't very shocked. "You can't kill Kol, Elena. What the fuck is wrong with you?" he snapped at her angrily; Joel stood up, alarmed. "And you can't drag Jeremy into this, either."

Elena continued on like she hadn't heard him. "I need you to find the dagger and use it on Rebekah."

"Are you even listening to a word I just said?" he gestured to Joel and then the house, silently telling him to get Lucy and Rebekah; Joel nodded and sped into the house. "We're gonna use the dagger on Kol until we find the cure."

"It's not enough, Stefan!" Elena cried. "If Jeremy kills Kol all the vampires in his sire line will die. It'll complete Jeremy's mark."

Stefan shook his head in disbelief; he couldn't believe that Elena had turned into this person. "Damon," he spoke into the phone, hoping that Damon was nearby and could hear him. "Don't do this. Don't be stupid like this. If you guys kill Kol, you'll have the whole Original family breathing down your—"

The call cut off; Elena had hung up on him. He hurriedly shoved the phone into his jeans as Lucy and Rebekah barreled out of the house. Lucy had tears in her eyes and her face was flushed with panic and anger, while Rebekah's face was paler than he'd ever seen it before.

"Let's go," he reached out to Lucy so he could put her on his back; they didn't have time for the car. "Come on, we gotta go."

Everything was a blur; Rebekah sped ahead of him and Joel, trying to get to the Gilbert house before Elena and Damon could do anything to Kol. Lucy had buried her head in his neck and was squeezing his shoulders tightly, her hands clenched so hard that she was actually hurting him.

Lucy couldn't settle on one emotion. There was panic and sadness because what if they couldn't help Kol in time? And there was anger, such a strong anger. Elena had set this up; she was going to kill without a thought to how many vampires would die with him and how anyone would feel if Kol died. She didn't care about the fact that Kol was Lucy's brother and she didn't care about Finn, either. It made her blood boil; she was so angry that her teeth hurt from how tense her jaw was.

What would she do if Kol was dead? What was she supposed to do?

She would have her answer; Rebekah was already waiting on the porch when they arrived at the Gilbert house, banging frantically on the door and shouting for Elena, Damon, and Jeremy to stop.

Her heart pounding, Lucy didn't have time to do anything but jump out of Stefan's arms and run into the house, Joel quickly speeding in after her. They arrived in the kitchen where Kol was screaming when Elena shouted, "Jeremy, now!"

"JEREMY, STOP!" Lucy screamed, lunging forward.

She didn't get very far. Damon had grabbed her, forcefully keeping her away as Elena threw the white oak stake at Jeremy, who caught it and shoved it into Kol's chest, right into his heart.

"KOL!"

Kol was screaming as he burst into flames, trying to stop the fire. His screams would haunt Lucy for the rest of her life. She sobbed, her heart breaking as Kol's body dropped to the floor and his screams stopped. She didn't fight against Damon's hold anymore; she concentrated on her brother's body and fought hard to breathe.

Without her noticing, Stefan fought Damon off of her and pulled her into his chest, trying to comfort her. She didn't even notice that Joel was passed out on the floor, his neck snapped so he couldn't get in the way of killing Kol.

Kol was dead. Kol was dead. Kol was dead. Her big brother was dead.

All at once, her anger returned and grew into fury—it was anger that she had never felt before.

"You killed him," she turned her deadly gaze to her sister—no, to Elena; she wasn't her sister anymore. "YOU KILLED MY BROTHER!"

"It was—"

Elena's voice, which had once been so calming to her, enraged her. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" she screamed, fighting against Stefan's hold. "I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU."

"Lucy—"

"DON'T TALK TO ME! DON'T YOU EVER SAY A WORD TO ME AGAIN!"

"Oh, calm down, Twitch—"

"Shut the fuck up, Damon," Stefan snapped at his brother, his eyes throwing daggers at him and Elena.

Through Lucy's rage, she somehow noticed that Stefan was distracted. She siphoned magic from her necklace and smirked in satisfaction when the bones in Elena's legs snapped. It was wrong but she didn't care, she enjoyed the fact that Elena was in horrible pain.
Maybe it'd compare to how Kol felt when he was staked.

And then there was chaos.

Damon immediately lunged at Lucy to stop her from hurting Elena further and Stefan let go of Lucy, tackling his older brother to the ground so he couldn't lay a finger on his girlfriend. Elena was still screaming as Lucy was free to do whatever she wanted to her—and she wasn't satisfied with just the bones in Elena's leg breaking.

Lucy could feel that this wasn't her. She wasn't a violent person, not really. But she didn't care. All she could focus on was her anger and grief and Elena. She might not have been the one to shove that stake into Kol's heart but she orchestrated it all. Elena clued Damon into her plan, she manipulated Jeremy into thinking that killing Kol was a good idea, and she had trapped Kol.

Angry tears blurred her eyesight as she sent a pain-inflicting spell at Elena. She didn't even get to enjoy her pain as Jeremy wrapped an arm around her waist and forcefully picked her up, dragging her out of the house and into Rebekah's arms.

Rebekah sobbed into her younger sister's hair as she screamed angrily, like she had to get to Elena or she would die, too. She couldn't help but feel relieved when Klaus appeared, his eyes wide and filled with grief and shock about what was happening.

"Nik…" Rebekah sniffed as Lucy's screams came to a halt. "Kol, he's in there."

Klaus stopped at the door, unable to get in. His eyes immediately fell onto Kol's burnt body, just behind where Elena and Jeremy were pulling Stefan and Damon apart. As if Klaus brought his own aura of danger into the situation, the four of them turned to look at him.

"What did you do?" Klaus asked, his voice calm and deadly but loud enough that they could hear him over Lucy and Rebekah's crying.

"We didn't have a choice," Elena whined, acting like she was the victim. "He was trying to cut off Jeremy's arm."

"Lies!" Klaus growled. "He never would've gotten inside if you hadn't have set a trap for him."

"You said you were gonna put him down, too," Damon smirked at Klaus, as if all of this was okay.

"I was going to dagger him!" Klaus shouted.

Lucy couldn't just sit back and do nothing while they lied about Kol. She used the magic still in her body; Damon screamed in pain, falling to his knees, and with a simple whisper in her head, his neck was snapped and his body was on the floor.

Everyone turned to Lucy but all she could focus on was Elena's furious face. She couldn't believe that she even had the gall to be angry at Lucy—Damon and Elena, for that matter, deserved far worse than a snapped neck.

"I'm gonna burn this house to the ground," Klaus snarled, turning back to Elena. "and then when you try to flee for your lives, I'll kill you both without blinking."

"If you kill us, you'll never find the cure," Jeremy snapped at him. "You'll never be able to make any more hybrids."

"You really think I care for an instant about my bloody hybrids?" Klaus scoffed, his wet eyes darting to Kol's body for a split second. "I want the cure so I can destroy it. I would've killed most of you the second we dug it up, but now I'm just gonna watch you burn instead."

"I'll be happy to join," Rebekah sneered, glowering at the two Gilbert siblings.

"ARGH!"

Both Rebekah and Klaus fell to the ground as Bonnie stomped up the porch, her eyes narrowed on both of them. Lucy, herself, was planted against the porch railing, unable to move as Bonnie stormed into the house and planted herself next to Elena and Jeremy.

"Invite him in!" Bonnie demanded Jeremy. "Do it."

"Bonnie, if you do anything to hurt him, I'll kill you," Lucy shouted. "I swear I will."

"You're not strong enough!" Bonnie sneered at her and turned back to Jeremy. "Let him in."

Stefan went to move, to try to help Lucy and her original siblings, but suddenly he was on his knees, too, crying out from the intense pain Bonnie was inflicting on him.

"BONNIE!"

Jeremy turned to Klaus, a nasty look in his eyes. "Come in."

"BONNIE, I SWEAR TO GOD!"

Klaus was dragged into the house with Bonnie's magic; he scrambled to his feet and went after Elena and Jeremy, both of them running into the living room and then the kitchen. Klaus tried to head into the kitchen after him but he was stopped, encased in a seal that Bonnie had put up.

Thankfully, when Bonnie was so focused on making the seal on the living room, Lucy was let go of the magic that was holding her.

"Witch, you can't do this to me!"

Lucy stormed into the house, passing Rebekah, who was recovering from the many aneurysms.

"You have no idea what I can do now."

Lucy entered the living room and glared defiantly at Bonnie, placing her hand right against the seal in question. As she started siphoning the magic away, she felt a horrible pain in her head. She pushed her other hand toward Bonnie and used the magic from the seal to counteract the magic she was attacked with.

She gritted her teeth; it was one of the hardest things she had ever had to do, including trying to lift the seal from the tomb. But she had to do something. She had to do something.

"Elena! Jeremy!"

"Stefan! Rebekah!"

Both Bonnie and Lucy called in for their support; Elena and Stefan clashed together when Elena tried to get to Lucy and Rebekah was ready to go to Jeremy but Jeremy stood still. He was unwilling to hurt his sister anymore. He was, however, willing to defend himself against Rebekah.

None of them noticed that Joel and Damon were duking it out, trying to help Lucy and Bonnie, respectively. Considering that Damon was much older than Joel, it was easy to snap his neck again. Damon took his chance since everyone was distracted and sped to Lucy, wrapping his arm around her neck.

Lucy stiffened when she felt the pressure against his vocal chords and immediately dropped her hands. She couldn't even do anything; she was paralyzed with fear as Damon dragged his fangs over her delicate skin and ripped into her jugular.

"DAMON, NO!"

Caroline sat on the edge of Stefan's bed, staring sadly down at Lucy, who was still asleep. She was still healing from the blood Stefan shoved down her unconscious throat; Caroline could practically see her skin of her neck knitting back together, leaving behind no evidence of Damon's almost-fatal bite.

Her heart broke for Lucy. The youngest Gilbert was her platonic soulmate and little sister rolled into one and she couldn't bear to see her in so much pain. Lucy had endured so much in all three of her lifetimes, but in Caroline's opinion, she didn't see how her lives as Luciana and Lucia came close to the pain she had been in in the last two years.

It had only been two years and Lucy had already endured a lifetime of loss, pain, anger, and sadness.

Caroline wiped her tears from her eyes, knowing that she had to be strong for Lucy. Wanting to district herself for a few seconds, she focused her hearing on what was going on downstairs in the living room.

It'd only been five minutes after Damon had awoken from his neck being snapped. Stefan, Joel, and Rebekah had immediately gone on the offense when Damon bit Lucy. Honestly, Caroline didn't even know how Damon was alive; even with the force of Bonnie, Elena, and Jeremy, Stefan, Joel, and Rebekah easily overpowered them.

Damon had been beat black and blue by Stefan and Rebekah while Joel held back his siblings and Klaus kept Bonnie distracted. From what she heard, Stefan had gone so far to plunge his hand into Damon's chest and threaten to rip out his heart if he ever even looked at Lucy the wrong way again. It was what Damon deserved; Caroline just wished she had been there to see his ass getting beat.

Now, though, Damon was awake after his neck—which was so severely snapped by Rebekah that it was completely turned around—healed. Rebekah was still at the Gilbert house with Klaus, knowing that if she even went near Damon, she'd kill him and Stefan and Joel had calmed themselves down enough to keep from attacking Damon once again.

It was a horrible and selfish thought but Caroline was kind of glad she wasn't there when the Kol thing went down. She didn't want to see Kol's body, she didn't want to see Bonnie hurting Stefan and Lucy, she didn't want to see Joel's neck snapped twice by Damon, and she definitely didn't want to see Lucy lose it like that.

It wasn't in the way that she was afraid of Lucy but she was afraid for her. She'd read the book that Grams had given Lucy about siphoners and she was pretty sure there was a chapter where the authors said something about how siphoners were more prone to lose their temper when using their borrowed magic. It was believed that siphoners would turn into monsters, no matter who they were. She didn't want to see Lucy head down that road and she knew that Lucy didn't want to go down it, herself.

Damn, she had been distracted again. She quickly focused back on her friends in the living room.

"It didn't work," Jeremy told the others.

"It took time for Finn's line to die off, remember?" Bonnie soothed him. "It'll work."

For the first time in her whole life, Caroline didn't want to hear Bonnie's voice. She couldn't believe what Bonnie had done to Lucy. They were best friends; they had known each other since Kindergarten, and she still hurt Lucy like she was some random vampire.

"What if it doesn't?"

"Where's that Gilbert optimism?" Damon spoke next, causing Caroline's blood to boil. She couldn't even imagine how Joel and Stefan could sit down there with him and not kill him. She couldn't relate.

"Okay," Elena sighed, her tone thoughtful. "When Jeremy's mark grows, we'll need to get Silas' headstone."

"We already have the headstone."

"We have to do this fast. The seal around Klaus will only last temporarily," Bonnie added on. "I drew from the new moon to bind the spell. We have three days to find that cure, four max."

"If you don't, I guess you guys are gonna have to hit the road," Stefan's voice was flat, showing no emotion. "Klaus will come after you."

Caroline smirked to herself. Stefan had always been the person you could count on in this little group or theirs. He was the heart, the one to say what was right and what was wrong. He defended anyone—especially Damon—but it was all gone now that Lucy had been hurt. She could hear it in his voice; he didn't give a damn if Damon, Elena, or Bonnie had to run from Klaus for the rest of their lives.

Frankly, Caroline was inclined to agree with him.

"We won't have to," Elena said sharply and Caroline could just picture the victimized look on her face as she spoke to Stefan. "We'll find the cure."

Because the universe wasn't fair, Jeremy started screaming in pain as soon as she was done speaking. "It's happening."

"Oh, my God."

"What? You can see it?"

Caroline pressed her lips together, assuming that all of the vampires in Kol's line were dead and Jeremy's mark was complete. She took Lucy's hand and squeezed it, hoping that if she could hear her, she'd be comforted by the fact that they were closer to the cure.

"You're gonna get that cure, Luce," she whispered. "and Stefan's gonna take it and you'll get married and pop out a bunch of kiddos. You're gonna live happily ever after."

Caroline wished with all of her heart that she was right.

Author's Note: I was sad that I had to kill off Kol but I have plans for him and Lucy later. I just wanted to let you guys know that this chapter was action heavy for the sole purpose of focusing on Lucy's emotions in the following chapters.