EDITED OCT22
"No!" Brea yelped sitting up in bed.
Just as soon as she yelled, hands were on her arm as Elijah asked. "Are you alright Brenna?"
"Elijah?" Brea asked jumping slightly in shock.
"I apologize for the intrusion," he said removing his hands.
"Did you just get here?" Brea asked breathing heavily.
"I've been here all night, I'm sorry."
"Why?"
"Your memories are back. I figured whilst some are good, the bad ones may be quite traumatic. What were you dreaming about?"
"Escaping with Katerina," Brea said looking down.
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Have you had any other dreams tonight?"
Brea smiled and looked up at him. "I had a dream about the winter of 1657."
"Oh did you now?" Elijah asked with a smirk.
"One afternoon, in particular, I suppose you can guess the one."
"Indeed I can Brenna," Elijah smiled.
"That year was probably the most fun I've ever had. I remember seeing Nik slip and slide down the hill on the snow," Brea giggled. "And you were laughing so much that you lost your balance and followed him down not long after. The almighty Nik and the proper Elijah sliding down a hill is a memory worth a million dollars."
"Hey," Jenna said as Brea entered her room.
"Hey Jenna, how are you?" Brea said talking in an American accent.
"You don't have to do that you know," Jenna smiled. "Talk in an accent. Elena told me everything," she said taking Brea's hand.
"And you're ok with it?" Brea asked, eyebrows raised.
"Oh god no, I just think I'm in a permanent state of shock now," Jenna smiled widely at her niece pulling her in for a hug. "It's so overwhelming, and I can't really understand any of it. But what I do know, is that you're my niece. And I love you no matter what. A one thousand-year-old Viking, or a 17-year-old pain-in-my-ass American. It doesn't matter. Because I love you. And you're kind of my best friend," Jenna said with a laugh.
Brea laughed and moved away from her aunt. "I love you too Jenna," she smiled as they made their way downstairs where they saw the front door being opened. Once the pair saw who it was behind the door, they panicked and gasped.
"NO!" Brea yelled, quickly removing her shoe and throwing it at Ric's head.
"Get out! Get out!" Jenna yelled pushing Brea behind her.
"Jenna, Jenna," Ric pleaded.
"Get out!" Jenna yelled again as she lunged to pick up a nearby crossbow.
"Jenna, put the crossbow down, okay? It's me," Ric pleaded.
"Get out bitch!" Brea yelled from behind her aunt.
"Stay away from us," Jenna ordered as Stefan, Elena and Damon came up the corridor.
"What's going on?" Elena asked.
"It's me, Elena, I swear, okay," Ric said again. "He let me go. Klaus let me go."
"Prove it," Damon said.
"Okay. Uh, the first night you and I spent together, Brea pushed Jeremy into the room right when I was…"
"Okay, it's him!" Jenna said quickly, cutting him off before he could reveal the rest of the story.
"Why did he let you go?" Stefan asked.
"He wanted me to deliver a message. Sacrifice happens tonight," he said sending a feeling of dread through everyone in the room.
"Hello?" Brea said answering her phone after it began to ring. "What? Oh my god! Yes, yes, I'm on my way," she said hanging up. "I have to go, Carol, she's in the hospital, I'll be back in an hour," Brea said running out of the house.
"Carol Lockwood's room," Brea said at the front desk.
"Just down the hall," the nurse gestured.
"Carol," Brea asked as she entered the room.
"Brea, sweetie," Carol said quietly.
"Hey, Carol," Brea said moving closer to grab her hand.
"Did you see Tyler?" Carol asked.
"What?" Brea asked standing up straight.
"Tyler, he just left. Didn't he call you?"
"No, Sheriff Forbes did. Tyler was here?"
"Yes, he must be on his way to see you now."
Brea started to breathe heavily. "I'll be back Carol," Brea said as she took off running. As she entered the parking lot she yelled out "Tyler! Ty! Tyler!"
"Matt! Matt!," Brea called as she ran into the Grill. "Matt are you ok?" she asked as she realized she'd caught him staring at Damon.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Are you? You're shaking."
"It's important Matt, have you seen Tyler?"
"Tyler, no, he left Brea. Remember?"
"I know, but his mom had a fall and Tyler he came back, Carol told me he was in town and that he'd just left her room. I need to talk to him, it's urgent. If you've seen him tell me."
"I haven't, Brea, I'm sorry. I haven't seen Caroline either though, so if he's in town I bet I know where she is," he scowled.
"I'll try her," Brea said pulling out her phone and calling Caroline. "Nothing! Matthew! What are you staring at?" she asked again turning to find him again glaring at Damon. But she also took note of who was standing next to Damon, staring at her from across the room. "I have to go," she stuttered, running out of the Grill to her car.
Just as she got her keys out a voice called from directly behind her. "Leaving so soon love."
"Get away from me," Brea snarled spinning around.
"As you wish," he said holding his hands up and taking a step back. Brea turned back around and grasped the handle of her car, but Klaus placed a hand over the top. "Not so fast." Brea scowled and spun around, holding her elbow up so she collected his nose. "Bloody hell Brenna!" he growled as he held his nose.
"Let me leave," Brea spat.
"I just wanted to chat, love. That's all," he scowled impatiently.
"I don't want to, so too bad."
"A thank you would be nice," Klaus smirked.
"Thank you! Dream on."
"I gave you your memories back, your life."
"What! You're the reason my memories were taken in the first place. Elijah didn't trust you with me, especially with Kol not around. You've come into town and now you're trying to take my twin sister, my best friend away from me. Not for the first time either. So just leave me the hell alone," she said getting in the car and leaving as her phone rang. "Jer?" she answered.
"Brea, what the hell is happening?" he asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Ric just told me that Damon gave Elena his blood!"
"What! What how!"
"I don't know, Ric only just called and told us."
"That means…"
"Elijah's potion won't work."
"I have to go to Elena, it's dark, he'll come for her soon," Brea said hanging up as she drove for the boarding house.
As Brea pulled up, she saw Stefan and Elena kiss goodbye as Klaus watched. Brea got out of the car and started running towards them as Elena slowly edged her way away from Stefan, but, before she could blink, she felt herself being picked up and rushed away. Once she stopped moving, she opened her eyes and saw Elena standing in front of her, she made to move towards her twin but was stopped by Klaus' arm, which was around her waist, holding her to him. "Relax love," he whispered into her hair as she struggled to reach her sister. "Smart move, my dear," he said to Elena.
"You didn't give me much of a choice," Elena scowled. "Now let her go, she's not part of the deal."
"Well, I know that. I'm simply sending her somewhere she will be safe. With her other sister, Katerina. She'll keep her safe while the ritual is taking place, saving the lovely Brenna here, the heartache and the danger of trying to stop me again," he said as he ran a hand down her hair. "Greta," he called and she came out from behind a tree. "Take Elena, I'm taking Brenna," he said and Greta marched forward and grabbed Elena's arm and started dragging her away from her sister.
"Elena! Elena!" Brea screamed as she lost sight of her sister. Once she could no longer hear her sister's calls she slumped against Nik in despair.
"Time to go, love," he whispered before whisking her off.
"Where's Maddox?" Klaus asked as he barged into Ric's apartment. "He should be back by now," he said releasing Brea's arm. "Keep her here," he said pointing to Katherine.
"I don't know," Katherine responded, barely able to make eye contact with Brea. "What are you doing?" Katherine asked as Klaus opened up a laptop. When she received no response she asked, "where's Elena?"
"I sent her off with Greta," Klaus mumbled before screaming came out of his computer, Brea edged forward to try to see what was on his screen but Katherine held out an arm stopping her. "It's almost time," he said as the front door flung open. Katherine put both her arms around Brea and shielded her. "I wasn't aware you'd been invited in," Klaus sighed as Katherine spun around to see Damon standing in the middle of the room.
"I've come to tell you to postpone the ritual," Damon said.
"Didn't we already have this conversation," Klaus sighed.
"Yeah but that was before I rescued your werewolf and vampire and killed your witch," Damon said and Brea took a sharp intake of breath and moved past Katherine.
Klaus stood up quickly from his chair and turned to face Damon. "Excuse me?"
"And you can kill me for it. I don't care," Damon taunted. "It was all me."
"Damon," Brea said shocked.
"Katerina, give us a moment," Klaus said calmly. Katherine nodded, grabbed Brea's elbow and slowly dragged her into another room. When Katherine closed the door, Brea plastered the side of her face to it, trying to hear. "I've heard about you," she heard Nik taunt. "The crazy, impulsive vampire. In love with his brother's girl. I knew one of you would try to stop me, it was just a 50/50 guess on who," he said before laughing slightly. "The nice thing about werewolves, is they tend to travel in packs," he said before Brea heard the screaming on his computer get louder.
"Jules," Damon sighed.
"When you spend a thousand years trying to break a curse… you learn a thing or two. The first rule: always have a backup. Backup werewolf, backup witch…"
"Backup vampire," Damon sighed.
"I've got that covered too," Klaus snarled. Brea then heard a bang and she and Katherine ran out to find Damon on the floor and Klaus standing over him.
"What the hell!" Brea yelled. "How many more people do you want to rip from my life!"
"Relax love, I can't use him anyway."
"Why not?" Katherine asked.
"He's as good as dead anyway. His blood is impure"
"What so now you're threatening my friends as well as killing my family!" Brea yelled. "I hate you!"
"It's time for the ritual," Nik said before storming out and slamming the door behind him. Katherine then turned and ran to the fridge, grabbing a blood bag before leaning over Damon pouring it into his mouth, and slapping his cheek. "Hey, Damon. Damon!" Katherine said waking him up.
"What the hell happened?"
"He's gone, he's gone to do the ritual. I'm sorry. I had to. He would've known that I was on vervain if I didn't do it," Katherine said quickly and Brea looked at her confused.
"What did you do?" Brea asked.
"Do what?" Damon also asked.
"Klaus, he made me call her to lure her out after he got home earlier. He needed another vampire as a backup."
"Who did you call?" Damon asked as Brea turned to stare at her sister, knowing she wasn't going to like the name that came out of her mouth. Katherine didn't want to answer and Damon's face darkened as he grabbed Katherine's arm. "Who did you call Katherine?"
"Jenna," Katherine said looking down. Brea's entire world shattered and she couldn't breathe.
"He should've used me," Damon said hauling himself up off the ground as Brea stood frozen. "Why didn't he use me?"
"He couldn't," Katherine said. "Damon, he said you were as good as dead."
"What's that even mean?" Damon asked as he moved to Brea, placing his hands on her cheeks as he looked over her frozen form.
"What does it mean? What is this Damon?" Katherine said grabbing Damon's arm.
"Werewolf bite," Damon said and it all became too much for Brea and her world went dark.
"So that's what a werewolf bite looks like?" Katherine asked Damon as she held a cold compress to her sister's forehead.
"Yep," Damon confirmed as all three stared at his arm.
"It's not that bad," Katherine shrugged.
"It will be," Damon muttered.
"So that's it?" Katherine asked. "You're just going to die?"
"Well, that depends. You know anything about a cure?" Damon asked and Katherine shook her head sadly. "Me neither."
Damon moved to get his jacket and Katherine spun to face him. "145 years and no last goodbye?" she asked.
"You don't get a goodbye," he snarked before turning to leave.
"Don't," Katherine said running in front of him. "Don't leave mad."
"Us ending up on good terms is not exactly on my bucket list, Katherine."
"Klaus made me call Jenna to lure her out. There was nothing that I could do. I didn't have a choice."
"That's why I gave you the vervain. So you had a choice."
"It was her or me. I chose her," Katherine said quietly, hoping Brea wouldn't hear.
"I helped you, you owed me. When Klaus dies, you're going to walk out without a scratch and Elena and Brenna's aunt dies. Somehow you're the only one that wins. How'd that happen?"
"I didn't let love get in the way," she said sadly.
"Enjoy an eternity alone, Katherine," he said before turning to Brea with soft eyes. "You coming?"
Brea nodded and stood up. "No, no," Katherine said firmly. "Klaus said she can't leave."
"I'm not staying here," Brea growled. "Not with you," she said walking towards Damon.
"But…" Katherine started. "What are you going to do?" she asked Damon.
"I'm going to offer myself as a replacement for Klaus."
"He won't take you. He saw your bite, he said that your blood is impure. I'm sorry Damon." Katherine glanced at Brea before quickly saying. "Jenna's dead, there's nothing you can do about it," as she looked at the floor so she wouldn't have to watch the tears stream down her sister's face.
"Here," Damon said as he helped Brea to the couch at the boarding house. "I'm calling Stefan, just sit tight alright? I'll get you a drink," he said as Brea managed a small nod of acknowledgment. "Here," he said coming back with a glass of whiskey. "Drink this, it'll help," Brea took it and drank the whole drink. "Easy. Easy. Not so quick."
"Get me another, please," Brea said giving the empty glass back.
"Ok," Damon said quietly taking the glass just as a knock on the door went. "I'll go see who it is and then I'll be back," he said walking off.
After he'd been gone a minute Brea got up to see where he went. "Brea and Elena haven't returned any of my calls for days. I need to see them," a familiar voice said and Brea quickened her pace.
"Well you're a day late and a daughter short, John," Damon said.
"What are you talking about?"
"Klaus has Elena. Sacrifice goes down tonight."
"How could you let that happen? You were supposed to keep her safe. Wasn't that the sum total of your plan, to keep both of them safe?"
"She is safe. I fed her my blood. And your other daughter is here, so job well done."
"You what?" John snapped.
"When Klaus kills Elena in the sacrifice she will come back to life. Granted, as the thing you hate most in the world, but no one really cares what you think." Brea then heard a bang as Damon clearly threw John into a wall and she quickly came racing out from behind the door she was standing behind. "You do not want to mess with me right now."
"Damon!" Brea scolded, causing John to look up at her.
"Brea," he breathed.
"John," she stuttered as her tears flowed again. She quickly dropped the blanket she was holding tightly around herself and ran into his arms.
"It's alright," John hushed as he held his daughter. "You ruined Elena's life, you know that right?" he hissed at Damon.
"I know John. I took her choice and destroyed her future. Trust me, I get it. It actually gets worse."
"How could it possibly get any worse?" John asked and Brea stiffened in his arms causing him to look down at her. "Brea?" he asked concerned before looking at Damon. "What happened?"
"He has Jenna," Brea sighed. "He turned her. She's the vampire he's going to use in the sacrifice," John's eyes widened and he just pulled his daughter into his chest and held her tight.
"Brea!" Jeremy yelled as John pulled up out front of the old witch's house with Brea and Damon
"Jer," Brea said throwing herself out of the car and running to her brother. "Jer!" she yelled again as she reached him and they grabbed each other in a tight hug as they both cried.
"Come on guys," John said causing the siblings to separate. "We have to get to work," he said as he walked into the house.
As soon as he walked away Brea quietly turned around and walked towards his car. She had her hand on the doorhandle when a voice spoke from behind her.
"And what exactly do you think you're doing?"
"Elijah..." she sighed, turning around.
"You understand of course that I can't allow you to do this."
"Listen to me first. He'll listen to me. I can save Jenna. If I ask, he'll do it."
"Brenna, it is too dangerous."
"Elijah," she breathed as she grabbed his wrist. "Please. I have to try. You know won't listen to anyone else. I can help her."
Elijah clenched his jaw tightly as he looked around. "Go."
"Really?" Brea asked shocked.
"If anything goes wrong, you call and I will be there."
"I promise," Brea nodded before she got in John's car and drove away.
"Nik!" Brea screamed as she ran into the clearing.
"Oh bloody hell," he growled before zooming to stand in front of her.
"BREA!" Elena screamed.
Brea peered around Nik and saw her hand in the middle of a circle of flames looking terrified.
"JENNA!" Brea screamed as she tried to run around him.
"Oh, no you don't," he chuckled as he grabbed her and pulled her back. "What are you doing here love?"
Brea tried to look around him again and let out a loud gasp. Jules the werewolf was lying on the ground with a hole in her chest. He'd ripped her heart out. She let out a choking sound and he quickly grabbed her elbow and spun her around before walking forward a few paces.
"I said what are you doing?"
"You can't do this please," she pleaded as she allowed tears to flow freely down her face.
"The doppelganger must die."
"But Jenna doesn't have to. Please Nik now. Please," she cried as she grabbed onto the sleeves of his jacket. "Please don't do this to me. Nik I'm begging you. Please," she sobbed violently.
"Shh," he hushed her frustratedly. "Greta!" he yelled across to his witch. "Make sure there's no one listening in on this conversation." Greta immediately nodded before muttering some words as she cast a spell. After ensuring no one would hear, Nik placed his hands on her cheek, only for her to attempt to slap them away. "Relax love. It's not your precious aunt," he smirked. Making her freeze.
"What?" she froze.
"It's an illusion. I had my witch cast it. I had to punish your friends. But I know how much your aunt means to you."
"Where is she?" Brea stuttered.
"On a plane to California. I compelled her to leave. She won't contact anyone in Mystic Falls again."
"You banished my aunt?" Brea gasped.
"It's better than killing her."
"You didn't have to touch her at all!"
"Brenna. I had to send a message. Now, you need to leave. Right now."
"No!" Brea snapped angrily.
"Fine love," he smiled before ripping off her ring.
"No!" she panicked.
"You will leave here. Return to your brother. You won't tell anyone of this conversation."
"I won't tell anyone of this conversation," she repeated absentmindedly.
Brea sat on the floor, her head resting on Jeremy's shoulder as she napped, waiting for the others to return. Damon, Elijah and Stefan had left to try and stop the ritual.
"We should have heard from them by now," Ric muttered nervously as he paced the room. Every fibre of her being wanted to tell him that Jenna was ok, but she was unable to vocalise it. Bloody compulsion.
"Did you read all this?" Jeremy asked John, handing him a book as Brea sat up.
"What's that?" she asked.
"John had Bonnie cast a spell on him," Jeremy explained. "It's meant to help Elena. The life force flows out of the parent into the child."
"But that means..." Brea realised. John would die.
"I will have saved my daughter," he said quietly. "Can you give this to her?" he asked Jeremy, handing him a letter. "And this," he placed his Gilbert ring in Jeremy's hand.
"Hey, what's going on?" Alaric asked as he noticed the tense atmosphere.
"Brea," John smiled as he handed her a letter. "You know it was my idea to name one of the twins Brenna," he smiled. "I guess it was destined to happen anyway. But it always made me happy. You three take care of each other ok?" he smiled softly at Jeremy and Brea, who could do nothing but nod.
The front door to the house then opened and everyone ran to the door to see Damon carrying Elena's body inside and laying her down on a couch.
"How is she?" Jeremy asked as he and Ric skidded to a stop in the doorway, but Brea ran towards her sister, quickly kneeling down next to Damon and grabbing her sister's cold hand.
"I don't know yet," Damon said stroking Elena's hair.
"What about Jenna?" Ric asked. Damon turned to look at the men, Brea just closed her eyes, already knowing the answer. "No," Ric breathed.
"Sorry Jeremy, Brenna," Damon said looking down, before focusing on Elena again. Brea heard a creak and turned to see John walking out the front door. Brea slowly stood up and moved to stand next to Jeremy, keeping a watch on both John and Elena. Elena then quickly sat up with a loud intake of breath and Brea let out a sigh of relief.
She then quickly moved outside next to John, taking his hand, he jumped, not hearing her come out. "I love you too," she whispered to him and he smiled at her before his eyes slowly closed, his hand slipped from her grip and he fell to the ground. Brea closed her eyes as she stood for a moment over the body of her dead uncle/father.
Brea woke up the morning after their funeral for John and 'Jenna' and quickly jumped up as she noticed a figure lurking in the corner of her room. "Damon!" she hissed.
"I'm sorry, can I talk to you?" he whispered. "I'm sorry for barging in."
"What is it?" Brea asked.
"I have a lot of things to apologise for."
"Yeah, you do."
"Firstly, I've never properly apologised to you for Mason Lockwood," he said. "I didn't take your feelings into account, I acted rashly and I was stupid. I'm sorry Brea. We lost part of our friendship as soon as I killed him and another part when I hid it from you. I also want to apologise for not being there for you when you needed someone. When Anna told you about who you were and when Klaus got your memories back, I was so consumed with other stuff at the time I never checked on you and helped you through it, I'll always regret that. And Jenna," Damon said and Brea's breathing stuttered. "For that, I'm sorrier than anything, I interfered, I shouldn't have. I'm so sorry Brenna. I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I need it."
"You also saved Tyler and Caroline," Brea said tearfully. "It might take a while for me to forgive you for everything, but I will eventually. You're one of my best friends Damon, you have been ever since Katherine and I came to Mystic Falls all those years ago. You were so good at being my friend back then. You've failed a bit lately, but I know you. I know you would've tried to make up for it if you'd had the chance." Damon was dying. Unless they found a cure, there was nothing they could do.
"Sure. I love you too," Damon said with a small smile before he leaned down and kissed her forehead and walked out of her room.
Brea arrived at the riverbank Jenna used to take her and sat down, slumped against a tree. She pulled out a photo album from her bag and started to flick through it, just like she used to do every morning after her parents died. As she flicked through the album, tears running down her cheek she heard a growl from behind her, she turned her head to see a large wolf standing not too far away from her. She gasped and quickly stood up. Before the wolf could get any closer a figure rushed between them. "No!" It was Elijah. The wolf ran off into a bush and Brea heard it fall over. "He'll be awake soon," Elijah said and Brea realised the wolf was Klaus.
"He's a wolf still?" Brea asked shocked.
"It appears he has control over his transformation. Brenna, I…" Elijah said and began moving toward her and she panicked and quickly moved back.
"Don't!" she growled.
"Brenna, I need to…" he said holding his hands up.
"I said don't!" Brea yelled back enraged before storming up to him. "You lied! You broke your word," she yelled shoving him. "You promised us no one we loved would get hurt!" she yelled again shoving him as hard as she could. "Everyone got hurt! Everyone! And you couldn't even kill him!" she yelled before punching him in the face, as he stood there looking ashamed. "Ouch," she shook out her fist.
"Brenna, I'm so…"
"Never speak to me. Never," she said her voice quivering as her rage settled back to despair. He couldn't know the full truth. "Elena is dead! And John! Damon's dying. And Jenna... she's gone. Because you didn't keep your word."
All Elijah could do was look down, he had no defence, quickly his head whipped to the bush and he quickly picked up Brea's bag and handed it to her. "Here, he's waking up, I won't be able to stop him from trying to talk to you, so if you want to avoid him you better leave now, he's seen you, and he'll try to find you." Brea glared at him, before snatching her bag and storming off to her car.
"You brought me to see a girl movie," Jeremy whined to Elena.
"We had to get out of the house, Jer," Elena explained.
"We were watching our own movie, Lena, it was much more enjoyable than this one," Brea grumbled.
"This is our three-hour distraction from reality," Elena sighed.
"3 hours!" Brea moaned in despair. "Bambi only goes for 1 hour and 10 minutes."
"How do you even know that?" Elena muttered.
"Is that what we're doing?" Jeremy scoffed. "Pretending our lives aren't screwed?"
"We need to do this, ok?" Elena said looking at her two siblings. "Breath, eat, sleep, wake up and do it all over again, until one day it's not as hard anymore," Elena said as the siblings spread out a picnic blanket.
"Hey, there you guys are," Caroline's chipper voice called out, as she arrived with picnic baskets. "Who's hungry?"
"Are we really doing this?" Jeremy asked.
"I'm with him," Brea said jutting her thumb out toward her brother.
"Yes, we are really doing this," Caroline said. "Yeah, we're going to take a page from Scarlett. We made it through the war. I know you guys went through hell, and my mom knows I am a vampire so basically, it's like Atlanta has burnt. And yet in spite of everything, we persevered."
"All right, what are we eating?" Jeremy asked as he sat down on the rug.
"Something good," Caroline smiled.
Brea stayed standing before her brother reached up to grab her hand, tugging her to sit down on the rug.
Stefan had shown up and taken Elena away for a 'chat'. After 15 minutes they returned. "Brea, can we talk?" he asked.
"Urgh," Brea audibly groaned before standing up and following him. "I'm sorry Stefan, I'm just really not in the mood for any drama right now."
"I know, I wouldn't bother you if it wasn't important."
"What is it then?"
"It's Damon."
"I already know," Brea muttered.
"You do?"
"I was with him when he found out. He came to say goodbye this morning."
"Bonnie tried to communicate with the witches. They weren't much help. But they kept saying Klaus' name."
"Great," Brea mumbled, crossing her arms.
"I have to go find him," Stefan sighed.
"I'll come," Brea said."
"No, no, no way."
"If I come you stand a chance, if you go by yourself, he could easily refuse you," Brea reasoned. Stefan stood for a minute in thought before hesitantly nodding in agreement, and they walked off together.
Stefan opened the door to Ric's apartment and he and Brea walked in. "Hello Katherine," Stefan greeted whilst Brea ignored her sister.
"Two days, I've been waiting," she snapped. "I'm supposed to be free of Klaus' compulsion by now. He's supposed to be dead.
"We ran into complications," Stefan said.
"Complications?"
"Doesn't matter. I just need to find him. Do you have any idea where he might be?" Stefan asked. As soon as he finished speaking, Stefan and Brea were quickly run out of sight by Katherine as the front door opened. Katherine held her finger over her lips to her sister, warning her to stay quiet.
"Klaus, you're back," Katherine spoke. "Look who decided to come for a visit," Katherine said pulling Stefan into the middle of the apartment.
"You just keep popping up don't you?" Brea heard Klaus remark. "And whilst that is interesting, I'm much more fascinated by the lovely girl who holds the heartbeat I can so clearly hear in the next room," Klaus said before appearing in front of Brea, causing her to gasp and rapidly step away. She turned away from him and sped out to stand behind her sister.
"Brother," Elijah warned, "remember what we spoke about." Klaus sighed in acknowledgment and Brea turned to look at Elijah curiously, who in turn nodded at her, communicating that he'd spoken to Klaus and gotten him to agree to tread carefully around her.
"I need your help," Stefan said. "For my brother."
"Well, whatever it is, it's going to have to wait for a tick," Klaus said. "You see I have an obligation to my brother that requires my immediate attention."
"You understand how important family is or you wouldn't be here," Elijah said to Stefan.
"What?" Brea asked, intrigued by the undertones of the conversation.
"He didn't bury them at sea," Elijah explained. "He has them, all of them, they're with him." Brea's eyes brightened slightly as he confirmed something she already suspected. "My brother gave me his word that he would reunite me with them. I can free him, Brenna. That's why I did what I did," he said and Brea's eyes widened in understanding.
"And so I shall," Klaus spoke from behind Elijah, he quickly turned around only to be stabbed with a dagger in the chest, causing him to let out a loud scream of pain. Brea in turn screamed and tried to run forward, but her sister wrapped her arms around her, turning her away from the sight. Klaus then quickly grabbed Stefan and slammed him into a wall. "Now what am I going to do with you?" he asked. Klaus grabbed a knife and stabbed Stefan in the chest.
"Let him go!" Brea yelled pushing past her sister.
"Do you feel that? Scraping against your heart. The slightest little movement and you're dead," Klaus taunted.
"He's just trying to help his brother," Katherine stuttered.
"The witches said you had a cure," Stefan groaned in pain. "Make me a deal. Just give me the cure and I'll do whatever you want." Klaus then ripped the knife out and Brea ran to support her friend as he groaned in pain.
"Well, rest assured I won't kill you, at least not with Brenna here watching. I already have a lot to atone for on that front and I'm sure killing you won't help," Klaus muttered quietly before speaking up. "Trouble is, I don't know if you'd be any good to me the way you are now, you're just shy of useless," he said filling up a glass with a blood bag before drinking.
"Please," Brea asked. "If you know of a cure, you have to help us," she said without looking at him, but she saw him nod out of the corner of her eye before he walked up to Stefan.
"I heard about this one vampire, crazy bloke," Klaus said as Brea's phone rang.
Brea ran out of the room and answered her phone. "Jer, I'm with Klaus," she said quickly before he could mention their sister's name and risk Klaus hearing it.
"What?" Jeremy snapped. "Damon broke out of the boarding house, he's looking for Marie," Jeremy said using Elena's middle name so Klaus wouldn't understand. "He's not stable, we need to find her."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way," Brea said hanging up just as she heard yelling in the next room and ran out.
"No, no, no, no," Katherine said and Brea ran up to her only to see a werewolf bite on her arm and gasped in shock before Brea could yell in protest, Klaus had bitten his own wrist and shoved it in Katherine's mouth. Brea watched the wound on her arm heal.
"You're blood," Brea whispered as she stepped forward and grabbed her sisters arm. There was no trace at all of the bite.
"You want your cure," Klaus smirked at Stefan. "There it is."
"Your blood is the cure," Stefan realised.
"Gotta love mother nature, now let's talk you and I," Klaus said walking off with Stefan. While Klaus was distracted, Brea locked eyes with Katherine and nodded before leaving the apartment.
"Jer!" Brea yelled as she saw him walking through the town square, "did you find her?"
"No, not yet," he said, the eye's searching frantically. "Ric called me to warn me…" he trailed off. "Damon!" he called and Brea turned to see Damon swaying on the spot a few feet from them. "Damon," Jeremy called again as he came to stand in front of him.
"Where's Elena? I need to see Elena now," Damon said quickly.
"Hey, let's get you out of here first, alright?" Jeremy said catching Damon as he stumbled.
"The Grill?" Brea suggested.
Jeremy nodded "Little help please?" he groaned as he struggled to keep Damon upright.
Brea wrapped his other arm over her shoulder to take some of the weight. "Gotta keep doing those pull-ups Jer, get some muscle."
As Brea and Jeremy got into the Grill, Jeremy leaned Damon against a table before turning away to dial Elena. Brea stayed next to her friend, holding his arm in comfort. "Hey, it's me. I'm with Damon at the Grill," Jeremy spoke, clearly leaving a voicemail. Damon then turned around, and Brea turned to follow his line of sight. Sheriff Forbes was standing there, gun raised. Damon gave Brea a shove to the ground and sped off at the same time Sheriff Forbes shot her gun. With Damon gone, the bullet sailed straight into Jeremy's chest.
"Oh god," Liz breathed as she saw what she'd done.
Brea turned her head around to see Jeremy lying opposite her on the floor and realised what had happened. "No!" she roared in pure devastation and she scrambled on her hands and knees towards her brother.
Liz wasn't far away and ran towards Jeremy placing her hands on his chest to try to slow the bleeding. "I got a gunshot victim at the Grill, get paramedics," she spoke into her radio.
"Get away from him," Brea screamed shoving Liz off her brother. "You're going to be fine," Brea said grabbing her brother's face. "Stay away!" Brea screamed again as Liz tried to get closer.
"Jeremy!" Bonnie said in shock from the doorway of the Grill as she and Caroline ran towards the scene.
"Mom!" Caroline said shocked. "Mom, what did you do?"
"I was aiming for Damon," she stuttered.
"Well, you missed," Brea yelled lunging for Liz only to be pulled by Caroline, before quickly refocusing on her brother.
"He still has his ring," Caroline sighed.
"She's human. The ring won't work on him," Bonnie snapped.
"Caroline!" Brea pleaded desperately.
"I got it," she said, biting into her wrist and holding it to Jeremy's mouth. "Come on, Jeremy. Just drink. Jeremy, drink."
"What are you doing?" Liz asked.
"Helping him," Caroline snapped.
"Just shut up," Brea screamed. "Jeremy drink," she pleaded at her brother. "Please!" When she realised her brother wasn't drinking, and that he was dead she let out an absolute wail before collapsing in a wave of tears across her dead brother's chest.
"Bonnie, what's going on?" Ric asked as he arrived. "Oh my god," he sighed as he saw Jeremy's body. He immediately ran and pulled Brea off of her brother, pulling her in for a hug as he held the back of her head.
"I know what I need to do," Bonnie said. "I need you to grab him," she said to Ric. "Take him with us."
"No, no, no, you can't move him," Liz protested. "This is a crime scene."
"Mom!" Caroline snapped. "Let them go."
Brea's tears stopped slightly when it finally dawned on her that they could save him. "Grab him, now!" she said pulling away from Ric.
Ric nodded. "Okay, all right. Come here, buddy. I got you. I got you," he said as he lifted Jeremy's body and ran him out, loading him into the car, Brea got in the backseat with her brother while Ric and Bonnie sat in the front. As they reached the old witch's house, Ric quickly hauled Jeremy's body out of the car and they all ran down to the basement, "Is this even possible?" Ric asked.
"There's a spell for it if they'll give me the power to use it," Bonnie answered.
"They have to," Brea stuttered, "Bonnie, please," she cried. Ric grabbed Brea's arm and pulled her out of the way so Bonnie could work.
"No," Bonnie said.
"What is it?" Brea and Ric asked.
"They're angry at me for coming back here," she said and Brea started hyperventilating. "They don't want to help."
"Well they have to," Brea and Ric both said again.
"They said there will be consequences."
"Damn the consequences! Save my brother," Brea cried.
"He's just a kid, tell them to shut up," Ric snapped. Bonnie started chanting again and the whole house started shaking.
Bonnie's nose started to bleed profusely and she begged, "Emily. Emily. I know you're there," she cried. "Please help me. I love him" she declared and the house quietened and the candles went out.
"No!" Brea cried in agony and Ric had to grab her again into a hug.
"Oh my god," Brea heard Bonnie whisper and she turned around to see Jeremy slowly waking up.
"Bonnie?" he groaned.
"Oh my god, Jeremy. Oh my god," she sighed.
"Jer?" Brea stuttered. "Jer!" she yelled before pushing away from Ric and throwing herself on the floor to hug her brother as tightly as she could. "Oh thank god, thank god," she cried and her brother hugged her back trying to stop his sister's violent shudders.
"What happened?" he asked.
"Doesn't matter, you're okay," Bonnie answered.
"Come on, I'll take you guys home," Ric sighed. "You both need some rest," he said helping Jeremy up and walking the siblings to the car before driving them home.
Brea got home and made sure Jeremy made it to his room, "I'll be fine," he smiled at his sister.
"I know, I just, I thought…"
"I know, trust me, I know."
"I can honestly say, you're the best brother I've ever had Jer, and you're my best friend. If Bonnie couldn't bring you back today I don't know what I would've done."
Jeremy smirked. "Best brother huh?"
"I've had a lot too," she smiled as she wiped under her eyes.
"I have to go," Brea sighed. "I don't want to, but I have to."
"Where to?" Jeremy asked confused.
"I left Stefan with Klaus. I can keep Klaus in line, I don't know that Stefan can, he might need my help. Klaus' blood is the cure, to werewolf bites."
"It is?" Jeremy asked shocked.
"Yeah, so I have to make sure Damon gets it, but I know he won't give it for free," Brea said. "But I'll be back later."
"Be safe," Jeremy asked, hugging his sister before she left.
Brea entered Ric's apartment and Klaus smirked at her from across the room before seeing her red eyes and running over to her, pulling her into a different room. "Are you okay love?" he asked and she nodded slowly. "You can tell me," he urged.
"My brother died today," she said eyes filling with tears. "Bonnie brought him back to life. He's the only family I have left, everyone else is gone. It's your fault."
"Love, I'm s…"
"No," Brea said pushing past him and out of the room. Before turning and looking back at him. "I hate you. Before the other night, I thought there was still hope for you, but then you took my aunt and my friends... my sister and I realised. The Nik that was my friend, he's gone. It's just Klaus left, and he's just a monster. A monster I wish I never knew," she snarled before walking out to find Stefan. "Stefan," she gasped seeing him surrounded by blood bags.
"No more," Stefan growled at Klaus.
"Not until we make a deal," he said looking at Brea briefly. "You can either remain here, living your life in Mystic Falls or you can embrace what you truly are. Leave town with me and save your brother's life," Klaus said holding out a blood bag to Stefan who snatched and started downing it, Brea locked eyes with Stefan and he shook his head, begging her not to intervene. "That's the spirit," Klaus smiled. "Sweetheart," Klaus said walking over to Katherine. "Take this over to Damon and come right back," he compelled her.
"You want me to leave?" Katherine asked.
"No," Stefan said.
"Yes," Klaus answered. "And if I were you…" he said as Katherine snatched the vial of his blood and zoomed out of the apartment. "I'd hurry," he finished.
"She'll never take it to him," Stefan groaned as he hung his head.
"Yes she will," Klaus smirked. "A word Brenna?" Klaus asked.
"No," Brea snapped.
"Please?" he asked. "One last time," he said and Brea snapped her head toward him and nodded reluctantly.
"What?" she asked as they stepped into a different room.
"I'm leaving town."
"Good."
"I was going to make it a condition of Stefan and I's deal that you leave town with us," he said and Brea's eyes widened. "But I understand now. Brenna, I'm truly sorry. The thing I've always cared the most about is breaking the curse. I was blinded by it." He then placed a hand on her cheek and she whipped her head away, making him flinch. "You need to be with your brother and that hunter friend of yours. I'll leave you alone from now on. One day, when I undagger my family, I'll send them your way, but I won't bother you. Elijah tried to help me understand how badly I hurt you this morning, but it wasn't until I saw the tears in your eyes that I truly understood. I've always just considered us your only family, I was wrong. I hope one day you can forgive me. I love you, Brenna, I always have, and I always will."
"You don't know the meaning of love, so don't use that word," Brea snapped. "Love is putting someone else above yourself. Something you haven't done. I've forgiven a lot of your indiscretions over the centuries. But you went too far, the list of things you want my forgiveness for is too long now, you brought this on yourself," she said turning away, before feeling a swoosh of air and leaving the room only to find Stefan and Klaus gone, perhaps for good.