Derek entered Ric’s loft. He had been eavesdropping Stefan and Katherine’s conversation and now he was looking for Rebekah.
“Rebekah!” he yelled.
He heard some mumbling coming from the basement. He raced toward it, opened the door and saw Rebekah sitting at the bottom of the stairs. She had been staked with a regular stake, but her hands were chained, so she couldn’t pull it out.
Derek ran off the stairs, kneeled and pulled the stake out. Then he unchained her hands and gave her the bag of blood he had been carrying with him. “I know you prefer the fresh stuff, but it’s the best I could get”
Rebekah jerked the bag out his hands and drank it to the last drop of blood. She inhaled deeply and threw the bag away.
“I’m going to kill that bitch” she said furious and she got up.
“If you’re talking about Katherine, I would have to ask you to wait for that” Derek quickly said. Rebekah reluctantly turned to Derek. “Why?”
“Because we have bigger fish to fry” Derek replied.