keikei313: The 'rule' is explained a bit more in this chapter, I'm getting Pearl to explain more about the thing with Brenna probably in the next few chapters, some of it will wait until Katherine turns up though! You know, sisters and all.
MageVicky: I totally agree with you about the Katherine thing. I mean in season 2 when Elena gives her the family history book you see Katherine cry whilst looking at pictures of her family so she clearly loves them, I definitely don't see her being cold-hearted with her family like she is sometimes portrayed. And the 'bugger' is just a little thing I kinda want to continue. It's of significance now because Brenna used to say it back in 1864 which will come up more and more in a few chapters, so when she said it a few chapters back Damon and Stefan are just sort of realising that Brea and Brenna are just too similar for it to be a coincidence because they have the same quirks. I thought it could come from Kol, English little quirk and all, just something she's adapted from him over the centuries.
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"JENNA!" Brea yelled down the stairs to her aunt. "Jeremy stole one of my shoes."
"She stole my toothbrush," Jeremy yelled down from the other side of the stairs.
Jenna groaned before looking up to stare at them disapprovingly from the bottom of the stairs. "God I wish, Elena was here. You're both too scared of her to do this when she's around. You, drop the toothbrush and, you, drop the shoe. On the count of three. One, two, three," both Jeremy and Brea dropped each other's stuff and dived on them, smacking heads on the way down.
"OW!" They both exclaimed as they stood up rubbing their heads.
"You idiot!" Brea scowled.
"Me? You attacked me!" Jeremy protested.
"Attacked? I'll show you attacked," she threatened.
"Don't show him attacked," Jenna sighed from the stairs. "You!" she pointed at Jeremy, "go to your room. And you," she pointed to Brea, "your room. Go!"
Brea looked up at Jeremy. "Did we just get sent to our rooms?"
"It's your fault," he grumbled.
1864
"How long do you two plan on staying with the Salvatores?" Pearl asked as they walked on the grass. "People talk, Katherine."
"With good reason," Brenna agreed.
"You, carrying on with both brothers, doesn't help the situation," Pearl lectured
"The Salvatores have been kind to take us in. As far as everyone here knows, we're just two poor orphan girls from Atlanta who lost our family in the fires, or at least one of us did," Katherine said with a side glance at a stiff Brenna.
"A match you lit, no doubt," Pearl all but accused.
"No Pearl, I wouldn't do that to Brenna," Katherine said seriously, she knew how seriously Brenna cares for each of her families.
"Honey please be careful," Pearl called out as Katherine and Brenna turned around to see Annabelle patting a horse. "Honoria Fell came by the apothecary yesterday, with a case of this elixir. She asked that it be sold at a reduced rate."
"I don't follow," Katherine sighed, failing to see why this should concern her.
"Try it," Pearl said handing it to Brenna.
Brenna tipped the vile onto her palm allowing a little of the liquid to hit her hand before handing it to Katherine. "I'm confused Pearl, what is it?" she asked as Katherine hissed in pain.
"What in hell?" she growled as Brenna grabbed her sister's hand confused.
"Vervain," Pearl confirmed.
"Why is there… they know. You should keep this," Katherine said handing the vial to Brenna. "I don't trust some of the others," she explained quickly.
"They're trying to find us and they're getting crafty about it."
"The townspeople ingesting vervain. Well, that's inconvenient," Katherine growled.
"It might be time for us to move on again," Pearl suggested.
"No," Katherine immediately refused, "I like it here. I'm not interested in leaving just yet."
"Can we go, mamma?" Annabelle asked running towards the three women. "Is something wrong?" she asked as she sensed the tense atmosphere.
"Dude why are you asleep?" Jeremy called from the doorway pulling Brea out of her memory.
"I'm not asleep. I'm just resting my eyes," she groaned, sitting up groggily.
"Urgh, you sound like dad. Wanna play a video game?" he asked.
"Why not," Brea shrugged, following Jeremy downstairs. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Jeremy laughed before reaching out and giving Brea's shoulder a shove. "Hey! What was that for?" she moaned as she stumbled.
"For fun," he teased as he ran towards the kitchen. As he entered the kitchen he abruptly stopped. "Play it cool," he whispered. "What are you guys doing?" Jeremy asked Elena and Stefan walking into the kitchen trying to act casual. He had no idea Stefan was a vampire and knew exactly how childish they'd been behaving.
"Hey. Just going through some stuff, feeling sentimental. Dad had this old family journal from years ago. I thought I'd dig it up. What are you two up to?" Elena asked.
"Nothing suspicious," Brea said quickly, "Is that Jonathan Gilbert's journal?" she asked, trying to change the subject before Elena got the chance to question her.
"Yeah, what do you guys know about it?" Elena asked the pair.
"I just did a history report on it," Jeremy answered.
"Oh. So where is it now?" Elena asked him.
"I gave it to Mr Saltzman. He wanted to see it."
"We're trying to butter up our future uncle, dude's a history buff. So we gifted him a journal. I think he's taking the bait. We are on our way to getting a kitten," Brea explained.
"Dude, no. We've been over this. We're getting a puppy. Anyway, Jenna needs our help in that department, she picks bad guys, that's why Brea and I are here to deliver only top-quality men to our hot-to-trot aunt" Jeremy joked as he held his hand up for a high five from Brea, who quickly obliged. Before anyone could say anything else, Stefan excused himself and ran out.
"Maybe he's jealous he wasn't considered in the running to be Jenna's new boyfriend? Level up from Elena," Brea suggested.
After a while of playing video games with Jeremy, the doorbell rang. "Jenna!" Brea called.
"You get it," Jenna scoffed from right behind them and both Jeremy and Brea jumped in fright.
"Wow, didn't know you were there Aunt Jenna," Jeremy said as Brea paused the game, got up and went to the door.
"You," Brea said in surprise when she saw Damon at the door.
"You," he said wiggling his eyebrows.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Meeting with Stefan and Elena, duh," he answered, entering the house.
"Why?" Brea asked confused causing him to stop and turn around.
"You don't know," he guessed.
"Know what?"
"Brea! Hurry up! I'll start without you," Jeremy yelled.
"Got to go," Brea panicked as she ran away from Damon and threw herself down on the couch.
"My turn," Damon snatched the remote out of Brea's hand.
"Do you even know how to play?" Brea sassed.
"Well I've never played before, but I'm sure I can pick it up. I'm good like that," he smirked.
"God you're a loser," Brea sighed, making him frown as Jeremy laughed.
Damon immediately clicked a few buttons and outscored Jeremy.
"I thought you'd never played this before. It took me months to teach Brea," Jeremy said.
"I'm a fast learner," Damon winked at Brea. "Quick reflexes."
Jeremy's phone then rang and he quickly pulled out his phone to check it, before shrugging and throwing it down.
"Oh my god was that her?" Brea asked eagerly, leaning around Damon. "Tell me that was her!"
"Who are you dodging?" Damon asked.
"This girl Anna," Jeremy sighed. "She can be... persistent."
"Is she hot?" Damon asked, and Brea slapped his arm.
"Well is she?" Brea asked.
"Yeah," Jeremy nodded. "But she can be weird."
"Hot trumps weird. Trust me. Right Brenna?" Damon asked.
Brea frowned, not wanting to reply. "I feel like you're playing an angle on this and it'll end up an insult so I'm not saying anything."
"Good idea," Damon smiled.
The doorbell then rang. "That's Stefan," Elena said from the kitchen and Damon jumped up, throwing the remote to Brea before running to the door.
"Dude," Jeremy called out after him.
"I'm back in! Hang on, did you just call Damon dude?" Brea gasped.
"Shut up," Jeremy muttered bashfully.
"So…" Damon said barging back into the room closely followed by Elena and Stefan. "I heard you found a really cool journal from back in the day. Who else did you show it to?" Damon asked.
"You're blocking the screen!" Brea complained as her character in the game died as the three people hovered over her and her brother.
"Huh?" Jeremy asked, leaning around them to try and keep playing.
"Don't ask questions, just spill," Damon tried to keep his attention.
"You're kidding me, right?" he snickered.
"Jer, did you tell anyone other than Mr Saltzman about Jonathan Gilbert's journal?" Elena asked.
"Why is everybody so obsessed with that thing?"
"Who else did you tell?" Elena pushed.
"Just that girl Anna."
"The hot weird one?" Damon asked.
"Yeah."
"What, who's Anna?" Stefan asked.
"That's what I want to find out," Damon responded. "How do you know her?"
"I just know her. She wants me to meet her at the Grill tonight."
"Perfect. I'll drive, come on," Damon said.
"Do I get to meet her?" Brea asked shaking her brother's arm.
"Not if you're going to be embarrassing" Jeremy groaned getting up to follow Damon, Brea not far behind.
"When am I ever embarrassing?" she asked as they got in the car.
"All the time you psychopath," Jeremy replied with a smirk as she smacked the back of his head.
"You stay with me," Damon instructed Brea as the three entered the Grill.
"But I want to meet her," Brea whined as Damon led her away.
"You'll meet her some other time, tonight is about getting that journal back," he lectured.
"Who cares about a stupid journal, it's old and useless. Just like you," she smiled proudly. "Oh, there she is," Brea squeaked and tapped Damon's arm when she saw Jeremy meet a girl. The girl then turned around just enough so that Brea could see her face and Brea's eyes widened. "Annabelle," she whispered.
"Katherine, we're meant to be being discreet for multiple reasons," Brenna hissed, "turning two men in a town already suspicious of vampires will draw attention, attention that we do not need."
"Katherine, please. Be careful," Pearl warned.
"We'll all be safe, I promise. Mr Gilbert's coming," Katherine said excitedly for Pearl. "Quick, your cheeks," Katherine giggled as she pinched, "perfectly rosy," she approved before Pearl turned around to greet Jonathan Gilbert.
"Miss Pearl," Jonathan Gilbert greeted. "May I have a moment?"
"Yes, Mr Gilbert. I'm still waiting for you to explain that comet in the sky," she said as the pair left the apothecary store.
"Well would you look at that Annabelle," Brenna said, turning to the young girl with a smile.
"Your mother has an admirer," Katherine finished smiling as Annabelle and Emily giggled together.
"Damon, that's…" Brea stuttered.
"I know," he replied in shock. "Come on," he said taking Brea's hand and getting up, quickly exiting the Grill.
"Damon in case you're forgetting, I'm human and this is dangerous, this is breaking and entering. We could get arrested, we could go to jail Damon! I don't want a record, it will follow me wherever I go. Plus we could be walking into a den of vampires where they're all waiting to just jump out and kill me," Brea groaned as he broke into the motel Anna was staying in. "How did you find this place anyway?"
"I followed her scent. I'll protect you don't worry. Besides, vampires don't live in dens."
"Damon she was turned a good 4 centuries before you, she's stronger," Brea protested.
"And how do you know that hmm?" he asked getting in her face.
"I don't know," she stuttered.
"Yes, you do Brenna. That's why you're helping me."
"I don't call you dragging me here helping you."
"Well, you didn't run away. So you're in. Besides, I heard Elena telling Stefan about your dreams, I know you're having more and more memories flood back in your dreams."
"She told Stefan?" Brea asked quietly and Damon nodded. "I thought that was private," Brea muttered before Damon hushed her and pushed Brea behind him, quickly backing into a corner. As soon as Anna opened the door Damon attacked her, slamming her against the wall. She immediately went on the defence and lashed out and grabbed a hold of his neck in retaliation. After a moment of struggling with each other Damon groaned out, "ok I give, ok, damn," and they both released their choke holds on each other. "You're strong for a little thing," he teased.
"Told you so," Brea piped up, coming to stand next to Damon.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to find me."
"How long have you been here?" Damon asked
"Noah was with you, wasn't he?" Brea asked.
"Yeah, sorry about that," Anna said remorsefully.
"See," Brea nudged Damon. "I was right about the den thing."
"Two vampires don't make a den," he scoffed before looking back at Anna.
"I arrived around about half-past comet," she continued. "Watching you screw up every chance you had to open that tomb. I also heard all those really cool theories you suggested to Stefan about Brenna here. You really have no clue do you?"
"Wait, theories?" Brea asked looking at Damon. "You people have got to stop gossiping about me! Hang on," she said turning to look back at Anna. "You know who I am?"
"We were friends in 1864, duh, you told me all about your little curse."
"Curse?! I'm cursed?"
"You'll find out in good time," Anna shrugged, ending the conversation.
"How'd you know about the spell?" Damon asked.
"I didn't say much back then, which means I heard everything."
"So if you've been here the whole time, then why are we just crossing paths now?" he asked.
"I like to use others to do my dirty work," Anna shrugged, pushing past Damon.
"Like Logan Fell?" he realised. "Oh, yeah, thanks for that, by the way. Little bastard shot me."
"You turned Scumfell?" Brea asked angrily. "Why would anyone want to immortalise him?"
"Logan was an idiot," Anna sighed. "We slipped him some blood when he started getting all poser slayer with that compass. I needed his family's journal. I couldn't let him die."
"What'd you want with the Fell journal?" Brea asked curiously.
"I thought it contained the location of the witch's spell book. I was wrong. According to her journal, Honoria gave the grimoire to Jonathan Gilbert. And, according to this…" she said holding up the Gilbert journal. "He gave it to your father. So now you're going to help me find it."
"Why would I help you?" Damon smirked,
"Damon," Brea whispered. "She wants to help."
"You and I both want that tomb open," Annabelle agreed, handing Damon the Gilbert journal.
"Sorry, I work alone," Damon dismissed, grabbing Brea's hand and walking out of the motel room.
"Am I missing something? Are you guys working on something with the tomb?"
"Honestly the less you know the better," Damon sighed. "Come on, I'm dropping you home."
Brea walked into Elena's room that night. She was not happy. "Ok, so I feel like people have been leaving me out of the loop today and I'd really love to be filled in. What the hell!" Brea gasped as she found Anna standing over Elena's unconscious body.
"I was really hoping you'd stay out there," Anna smiled before stabbing Brea's arm with a needle causing her to pass out in Anna's arms.
Brea woke up to Elena shaking her. "Wha…" she groaned but Elena slapped a hand over her mouth and pointed to a man sleeping in a chair in the corner of the motel room. Brea's eyes widened and she nodded at Elena who slowly removed her hand. Elena grabbed onto Brea's hand and the girls moved as quietly as they could towards the front door. Elena reached up to the chain lock on the door and slowly started to slide it across as both girls frantically kept looking back to check that the man was still asleep.
As soon as Elena had slid the lock all the way across a voice spoke from behind them, "I wouldn't," he warned and Brea and Elena spun around with a gasp. "Don't try to escape. Don't even move. Do you understand?" Ben tried compelling Elena.
"I understand," Elena lied.
"Now I'm not allowed to touch you," Ben smirked at Brea. "But don't do anything stupid. Because I can hurt your sister," he warned. Ben then walked back to his seat, the sisters met each other's eyes, nodded and spun around to run out the door. As Elena opened the door, Anna was on the other side and threw Elena back in the room.
"Seriously?" Anna snapped at Ben.
"I told her not to move. I did that eye thing you taught me," he defended.
"You forgot the lesson about vervain. She dates a vampire Ben, duh," Anna admonished.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Elena snapped.
"Does it matter?" Anna asked before throwing Elena into the bathroom.
"Leave her alone," Brea snapped.
"Seriously Brenna. Do not push me," Anna said dragging Brea to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Ben, the tap's on in there," Anna said to Ben as Brea sat angrily, arms crossed on the bed.
"So?" Ben asked.
"So we can't hear them, Ben! Bring Elena out here," Anna snapped. Ben's eyes widened and he ran into the bathroom.
"Do not hurt my sister Annabelle I am warning you," Brea threatened
"Or what?" Anna challenged. "I mean Katherine's not here to defend you anymore. I don't have to follow that whole, 'don't touch Brenna' rule. But we were friends, so I'm not going to hurt you. Can't say the same for your sister though," Anna said as Ben threw Elena out of the bathroom. "Well, well. Elena Gilbert. You really are Katherine's doppelganger. You must have the Salvatore boys reeling," she teased.
"Who are you?" Elena asked.
"I'm Anna. Your brother may have mentioned me. I mean we're like practically dating," Anna said with a smirk.
"He's right. You are weird," Brea taunted.
"Bonnie's not gonna open the tomb," Elena told Anna.
"Are we opening the tomb?" Brea asked confused.
"They really left you out of everything," Anna smirked. "I think she will."
"Bonnie's here?" Brea asked as Elena nodded.
"Do you really want Katherine out that bad?" Elena asked.
"Trust me. No one I know wants to see that girl again, except Brenna and Damon. Love struck-idiot," Anna rolled her eyes as Brea frowned in confusion. Yep, she was definitely out of the loop.
"Then what is it? Or who is it?" Elena asked.
"My mother's in there," Anna admitted.
"Pearl," Brea whispered to herself.
"Katherine couldn't help herself. She just had to toy around with both of the Salvatore brothers despite everyone's protest. And when she got caught, so did my mother. I watched Jonathan Gilbert take her away."
"I'm sorry," Elena said thinking of her and Brea's mom.
"You really mean that, don't you?" Anna asked and Elena nodded. "Yeah, I think we'll skip the dead mom bonding, so you can start serving a purpose."
"Which is what?" Elena asked.
"Leverage." Anna grabbed a phone from the desk. "This belongs to you?" she asked as Elena reached out for her phone. "Ah-ah," Anna chastised as she began dialling and had a conversation with no doubt, Stefan, on Elena's phone instructing him where to meet her to discuss getting Elena and Brea back. Anna ended the call and smirked at the two girls and only a moment later, Brea's phone started ringing. "Oh for god's sake," Anna laughed as she looked at the caller ID. "Damon's calling you, it's seriously like 1864 all over again," Anna groaned before answering it. After a while, she hung up. "Change of plans, Brea, you're coming with me to meet Damon," Anna said to Brea, making her stand up from her seat on the bed. Anna then walked over to the bathroom door and banged on it. "I'm leaving, come out," she yelled and Ben walked out of the bathroom holding on to Bonnie.
"Hey Bon," Brea greeted with a small wave which Bonnie returned unenthusiastically.
"Keep them buttoned down. Compulsion won't work. Just use violence," Anna instructed.
"Right. I got that," Ben smiled.
Anna then grabbed Brea's arm and pulled her to the door.
"Why does Damon want me back and not Elena and Bonnie?" Brea asked as she walked with Anna through the town square.
"Oh come on Brenna. You two were good friends, if he wasn't chasing after Katherine he was running around after you," Anna scoffed.
"Anna!" Jeremy called out from the Grill. "Hey, what happened to you last night?" Jeremy asked, running up to Anna and Brea. "Hey Brea, why are you with Anna?"
"Anna kidnapped me," Brea answered.
Jeremy laughed, "I swear Brea, sometimes you're actually funny."
"Sorry, I had to leave," Anna said to Jeremy. "I told your sister to tell you."
Jeremy then gave Brea an annoyed look. "No, she didn't, she kidnapped us both."
"Elena then? I- uh, haven't seen her," Jeremy said to Anna.
"We gotta run, so..." Anna said looking around.
"Do you wanna go to a party tonight?" Jeremy asked her.
"Yeah, I'd love to, let's do it, bro," Brea nodded.
"Shut up Brea, Anna?" Jeremy asked, dismissing his sister.
"Do I what?" Anna asked.
"The guy that's throwing it, is a total douche…"
"Oh, Duke's throwing a party?" Brea asked, knowing immediately who he was talking about.
"Yeah, but it's, uh, it's supposed to be fun. I figured, you know, safety in numbers," Jeremy joked ignoring Brea.
"So you're finally ready to go out with me, are you?" Anna asked.
"Well, it's been a while since I've been to a party and I kind of want to get back out there. And not be such a loner. And, uh, I like you."
"This is getting awkward," Brea said shifting uncomfortably. "I'm gonna wait over there," Brea said walking a few feet away to sit on the park bench, taking notice of Anna's intense stare as she made sure Brea didn't get away. After a little while, Anna joined her on the bench. "Please don't hurt my brother," Brea asked.
"Would it make a difference if I said I actually kind of like him?" Anna asked.
"Not even if you meant it," Brea said crossing her arms.
"Got a hot date, or are you just planning on nabbing the entire Gilbert family?" Damon asked as he sat down next to Anna, Brea let out a yelp, having not seen him approach them.
"A party, right next to the old cemetery. Isn't that nice of them? Lots of warm bodies for starving vampires."
"Leave them alone," Brea growled.
"I told you. I work alone," Damon hissed.
"You work with Brea."
"I don't really. She's just my ride-along entertainment," he smirked.
"This feels demeaning," Brea muttered.
Anna huffed before saying, "I usually work alone too. But you're minus a witch and I'm minus a spellbook. So what do you say?"
"Stefan will come after you, you know that. For messing with Elena and Brea," Damon told her.
"Then he won't be too happy if I kill Elena when I don't get what I want," Anna said getting up and walking away leaving Brea with Damon.
"No, don't, do not do that!" Brea yelled after her. "Please! Please! Damon," she begged.
Damon grimaced and then called out, "when do you want to do this?"
"God, it's like 1864 all over again," Anna laughed as she turned back around."You Salvatores are truly pathetic when it comes to women. Fawning all over Katherine and Elena and the both of you doing whatever Brenna asks when she bats her eyelashes at you."
"No one's being nice to me today," Brea muttered crossing her arms in irritation.
"Tonight. After sundown. Meet at the church," Anna said walking off.
Brea stared after her. "Did she forget to take me?" she asked confused.
"I said I wouldn't even show up here if she didn't give me you. Here," Damon said handing Brea her phone. "Grabbed it off her, thought you'd want it back."
"Thank you," Brea said looking at him curiously before taking her phone.
Brea was sitting on a couch in the Salvatore Boarding House, flipping through one of Damon's books when Damon spoke up, "I'm gonna have to change the locks."
"What do you mean?" Brea asked turning around only to lock eyes with her sister. "You got out! I swear I was going to come to get you later."
"Did you stage a jailbreak?" Damon asked.
"Stefan," Elena answered in explanation.
"Uh, brother. Ever the white knight," Damon mocked.
Brea looked between Elena and Damon and began to feel very awkward at their tension, "I'm just gonna wait outside," Brea said, awkwardly leaving the room and walking out of the house. "Stefan hey," she greeted when she saw him leaning on the verandah.
"Hey Brenna," he smiled. "Elena and Bonnie said Anna took you. How did you get away?" he asked.
"Damon, he called her. Said he wouldn't meet her unless she gave me back. I don't know why but he got me out I guess."
Stefan looked at her carefully before he began, "Brenna, I…"
"I'm so confused, Stefan," she cut him off. "No one is telling me anything. I don't know who or what I am. I have these dreams I don't understand. I know people I've never met before. I'm just so angry at it all Stefan," Brea snapped, sending the pair into a few minutes of awkward silence.
Damon, Elena and Brea were walking through the party in the woods to reach the tomb. "The Duke party. I forgot," Elena said. "I hope they stay away clear of the church."
"Your hope, not mine," Damon retorted making Brea hit his arm playfully.
"Brea, Elena, hey!" Matt called out.
"Quick, duck and run, duck and run, maybe he didn't see us," Brea jokingly yelled as Matt fake glared.
"Elena, Brea! Oh my god. Where have you been?" Caroline asked bouncing up next to Matt and taking his hand awkwardly.
"Long story, no time to tell it," Damon snarked.
"Wasn't talking to you," Caroline muttered.
"Sure you were," Damon smirked.
"Elena and I were kidnapped today," Brea said and Elena looked at her incredulously.
"I know you can think of a better joke than that Brea," Matt said rolling his eyes before sticking his hand out for Damon. "We haven't met. I'm Matt."
"Matt, there's a reason we haven't met," Damon dismissed, making Brea stomp on his foot causing him to hiss in pain and glare at her. "You two and I are going that way," Damon said pointing the twins in the direction of the church.
"Sorry!" Brea yelled out back to her best friends as they walked away.
"I'm sorry guys," Elena also said.
"Ty!" Brea yelled spotting Tyler across the bonfire waving.
She went to walk towards him when Damon grabbed her and lifted her off the ground, turning her in the direction he wanted her to be walking in. "Moving along, you can see him later."
"This sucks. Duke's parties are actually fun," Brea moaned as they walked away from the party.
After a while of walking, Damon spotted Stefan, Bonnie and Sheila and whistled. "Brother. Witches," he greeted.
"Everything ok?" Stefan asked the girls.
"I just wanna get this over with, are we ready?" Elena moaned.
"I guess so," Bonnie agreed reluctantly.
As they all entered the church ruins, Bonnie's grandmother, Sheila, began lighting torches that symbolised the four elements. As Sheila started pouring a drink bottle on the ground Brea asked with a smile, "is that it? Water from the tap?"
"As opposed to what?" Sheila asked.
"I thought it'd have to be blessed or mystical or something," Elena answered and Brea nodded in agreement.
"Yeah like holy water or from the fountain of youth or something like that," Brea added and Sheila gave the two girls a sweet smile.
"What's that?" Stefan asked as Damon pulled a blood bag out of his jacket.
"Ew gross," Brea whined.
"It's for Katherine. Gotta have something to get her going. Unless your girl here's offering up a vein to tap," Damon said nodding his head at Elena. "Admit it… you can't wait to get rid of me," Damon whispered to Stefan.
"I can't wait to get rid of you," Stefan agreed without pause.
"We're ready," Bonnie announced before she and Sheila began chanting.
"What are they saying?" Damon asked.
"Sounds Latin," Stefan guessed.
"I don't think it's Latin," Elena disagreed. The flames from the torches then grew bigger and Elena clung to Stefan, "what's happening?"
The tomb door then swung open, "it worked," Bonnie whispered.
"Of course it worked," Sheila chided.
"That was spooky," Brea spoke as she peered her head to look at the entrance to the tomb.
"We have some fires to build," Damon said to Stefan.
"I'm gonna go get the gasoline, I'll be right back," Stefan said to Elena who nodded and walked over to Brea and grasped her hand nervously.
"You two ready?" Damon asked.
"What?" both Elena and Brea said confused.
"You think I'm gonna go in there by myself so you can seal me in?" Damon asked dragging the twins to his side.
"Don't take them in. I'll bring the walls down," Sheila warned.
"Hey, I'm not on board with that plan," Brea protested.
"You'll bring the walls down if I don't, you think I trust you?"
"As much as I trust you," Sheila goaded.
"Enough, both of you," Elena snapped. "Look, he needs leverage. He needs to know that you're not gonna shut the door when he gets inside. I get it, I'll go, but Brea stays out here."
"Fine," Damon said grabbing a torch and walking into the tomb.
"Woah, Elena, no, I'm coming with you," Brea argued, following her twin into the tomb and grabbing back onto her hand. "No way was I letting you go in here alone." Elena just gave Brea a small smile as they quickly caught up to Damon.
As they went deeper into the tomb voices began whispering. "What is that?" Elena asked panicked.
"They can sense you both," Damon answered. "Now, where is she?" Damon muttered, running off to find Katherine leaving the girls by themselves.
"Damon!" both girls whispered scared.
"Damon?" Elena asked again as they walked through the tomb trying to find him.
"Damon you douchebag get back here or I'll get Jeremy to beat you up!" Brea weakly threatened. "Damon!" she hissed.
"Damon!" Elena called out in fear as the whispers then got louder again. Elena waved her flashlight around and it lit up a desiccated body and the girls shrieked and clung to each other in fright. Everywhere they turned there were desiccated vampires and the twins quickly began to panic. After a minute of frantically spinning around, Elena tripped, dragging Brea down with her.
"You idiot," Brea groaned as they hit the ground.
"We're on someone," Elena whimpered, making Brea freeze as Elena focused her flashlight to show that they had landed on a desiccated male vampire. Elena slowly raised the flashlight up until it reached his face, as soon as it did, he opened his eyes to look at them. In shock, both girls screamed in fright and hurriedly picked themselves up off the ground and spun around only to find themselves face to face with Anna.
"Anna!" Brea gasped in shock.
"You must have a taste for it. You scream and shriek and even bother to escape, but then you just come right back to it," Anna said to Elena whilst slowly stalking toward them. Elena then started walking backwards and bumped into someone's legs. "Mother!" Anne gasped, running toward her. "Your boyfriend did this, you know," Anna hissed at Elena.
"His father did," Elena tried to explain.
"And Jonathan Gilbert. I made a choice a long time ago that it would be Gilbert's blood that brought her back to life." Anna said and Brea started to push Elena behind her as they slowly backed away from Anna. "I had Jeremy all ready to go but…" the girls turned to run but Anna was already right in front of them.
"I guess now is a good time to tell you we're adopted," Brenna chuckled nervously. "We're fake Gilbert's. Not real Gilbert's."
"Likely story," Anna scoffed. "You should leave Brenna, if any of these vampires come back to life no one will be able to stop them from coming for you," Anna said before shoving Brea out of the way and onto the ground. "But I need your sister," she growled, as she grabbed Elena and dragged her over to her mother.
"Anna please!" Brea pleaded, but before she could do anything, Anna bit into Elena's wrist and Elena let out a bloodcurdling scream. No!" Brea yelled getting quickly up off the ground and running at Anna, but Anna managed to hold Elena's arm to Pearl's mouth and hold Brea back at the same time.
"I'm gonna get you out," Anna comforted her mother, Pearl.
"Let her go!" Stefan yelled throwing Anna off of Elena before Brea and Stefan both hauled Elena up off the ground. "Go, go I'll be right behind you two," Stefan encouraged, pushing them away and neither girl hesitated, they grabbed each other's hand and ran out of the tomb as fast as they could.
"Elena," Bonnie started as they exited the tomb, "Stefan…"
"He's right behind us," she said turning around to see Stefan standing in the doorway. "Stefan, what are you doing?"
"It's gonna be okay. We'll fix it," Bonnie assured.
"What is it? What happened?" Brea asked.
"I can't," Stefan answered.
"Can't? Ca-can't what?" Elena asked desperately.
"The spell's still up. We can't get them out… yet," Bonnie said sounding guilty.
"You went in there not knowing if you could come back out? Oh my god," Elena cried in disbelief.
"I heard you scream," he explained with tears in his eyes.
"We can't leave him in there. We all promised him," Elena said in reference to Damon.
"I know," Stefan agreed.
"Even if we're able to break through the seal, we won't be able to hold it for long," Sheila explained and Stefan ran off to find Damon. Bonnie and Sheila then started chanting the spell that would release the seal.
"I think it's working," Elena said after a while walking towards the entrance, but as soon as she saw Anna coming through, Elena jumped back.
"I just want my mother back. Jeremy's fine, he's outside. We won't touch him," Anna explained as she supported her mother out of the tomb.
"Hi Pearl," Brea whispered to the newly awakened vampire.
"Brenna," she croaked, shakily reaching forward to stroke her cheek before Anna dragged her out.
The flames then started to falter around them, "Bonnie keep going!" Sheila ordered. "They better hurry," she warned the twins.
"Stefan, they can't hold it much longer," Elena screamed into the tomb before turning around and noticing one torch's flame was completely extinguished.
Brea groaned as she saw her sister's worried face. "Come on," she said, taking Elena's hand and running back into the tomb. "Damon!" Brea yelled as they spotted the Salvatore brothers.
"Please," Elena pleaded with them, hoping they'd get a move on and leave the tomb. Damon looked devastated as he shrugged his jacket back on and started walking out, the girls and Stefan ran behind him as they raced to get out of the tomb. Just as they exited the tomb, the door slammed shut and Elena pulled Stefan into a hug.
Brea walked up to Damon and took his hand and whispered, "where is she?"
"She wasn't in there," he said a look of despair on his face, Brea then immediately pulled him into a hug which he didn't return and her own eyes filled with tears as she let him go. "Jer," she said softly to Elena and the twins and Stefan then proceeded to run outside to see if he was ok.
"He's ok," Stefan confirmed after giving the unconscious boy a look over. The three then turned to face Damon, Elena walked up to him and gave him a hug exactly like the one Brea just gave him, as he stared blankly into space.
"I'm headed to Bonnie's, I'll see you tomorrow," Elena said as she ran out the front door later that night.
"What's her problem lately?" Jenna asked as they sat on the couch watching a movie.
"Children," Brenna sighed, making Jenna laugh as the doorbell rang. "I got it earlier," Brea argued immediately, making Jenna groan before getting up to answer it.
"It's for you anyway," Jenna called out.
Brea got up from the couch and walked around the corner to see her friend swaying drunkenly in the doorway. "Tyler?" Brea asked confusedly
"Ok, I feel like as your guardian I should step in here or, something," Jenna said nervously. "I don't really know what to do. Do you have this?" she asked Brea and Brea nodded. "Right, amazing, he's all yours," Jenna nodded. "I'm just going to pretend I don't see this," she sighed as she walked back off into the kitchen.
"Ty, are you ok?" she asked as she reached the doorway
"Brea, sweetheart, I've never been better," he slurred and he just about fell on top of her.
"Wow, how drunk are you?" she asked helping him to the couch.
"Oh please, I'm not even drunk," he dismissed giving her a kiss on the cheek.
"Ok, just ugh stay there, I'm going to get you water," Brea said wiping her cheek before she stomped off to the kitchen.
"Wait, could you get me a beer instead?" he called out after her and she glared at him through the wall.
"Is something going on there, with you two?" Jenna asked as Brea got into the kitchen, wiggling her eyebrows at her.
"Oh god, no Jenna! He's Tyler, that's like incestual," Brea groaned filling a glass of water at the tap and heading back to her friend who was slumped on the couch. "Drink," she ordered, handing him the water.
He drank his glass and then promptly passed out, so Brea covered him up with a blanket and headed upstairs.