Caroline woke up slowly and blinked her eyes. She was back in her bed and Bonnie was sitting by her side. The guy that had attacked her was sitting by the door, on the ground. When she saw him she rose and became upset.
“What is he still doing here?” she asked accusatory, pointing at Keith and looking at Bonnie.
“Waiting for you to wake up, so he doesn’t have to explain himself twice” Bonnie explained calm. “I’m sorry, Caroline, I should’ve given you a head’s up”
Caroline shook her head bewildered. “A head’s up? You knew this was going to happen?”
Bonnie and Keith exchanged a glance. “Yeah…Damon told me” she said eventually. “He attacked you, so Veronica would spare my life”
Caroline angrily turned to Keith. “Veronica? Seriously, if I ever hear that name again!” she exclaimed frustrated.
“Keith is about to tell us his part in the plan, aren’t you, Keith?” Bonnie said soft, but compelling.
Keith hesitated. Bonnie might end their friendship is she heard the truth.
“I’m not proud of it” he mumbled shy.
“Doesn’t matter. Spill. We have all day” Bonnie replied. When Keith still hesitated she added: “Start talking or I will get Damon here. He won’t ask so nicely”
Keith remembered how Damon had attacked him and fringed. “Okay, then” he said reluctant. “I’m not crazy. Never been. Veronica found out there was a witch in the psychiatric clinic of Mystic Falls and she wanted someone to keep an eye on her. And that someone was me. She couldn’t ask anyone else. Derek’s already spying on Damon. Rachel’s too caught up in her own drama. So, it fell to me. When you left the clinic and I told Veronica she was furious. She thought you could be a threat to her plans, so she told me to resign as well and to keep doing what I was doing. But then we became friends and I didn’t want you to get hurt. So, I went to Veronica and I told her you were okay, that you were human and that you wouldn’t hurt a fly. She promised she’d let you live, but…” Keith looked up at Caroline. “I had to overpower you”
A few minutes of silence followed, until Caroline broke it.
“That bitch is dead”
“What is he still doing here?” she asked accusatory, pointing at Keith and looking at Bonnie.
“Waiting for you to wake up, so he doesn’t have to explain himself twice” Bonnie explained calm. “I’m sorry, Caroline, I should’ve given you a head’s up”
Caroline shook her head bewildered. “A head’s up? You knew this was going to happen?”
Bonnie and Keith exchanged a glance. “Yeah…Damon told me” she said eventually. “He attacked you, so Veronica would spare my life”
Caroline angrily turned to Keith. “Veronica? Seriously, if I ever hear that name again!” she exclaimed frustrated.
“Keith is about to tell us his part in the plan, aren’t you, Keith?” Bonnie said soft, but compelling.
Keith hesitated. Bonnie might end their friendship is she heard the truth.
“I’m not proud of it” he mumbled shy.
“Doesn’t matter. Spill. We have all day” Bonnie replied. When Keith still hesitated she added: “Start talking or I will get Damon here. He won’t ask so nicely”
Keith remembered how Damon had attacked him and fringed. “Okay, then” he said reluctant. “I’m not crazy. Never been. Veronica found out there was a witch in the psychiatric clinic of Mystic Falls and she wanted someone to keep an eye on her. And that someone was me. She couldn’t ask anyone else. Derek’s already spying on Damon. Rachel’s too caught up in her own drama. So, it fell to me. When you left the clinic and I told Veronica she was furious. She thought you could be a threat to her plans, so she told me to resign as well and to keep doing what I was doing. But then we became friends and I didn’t want you to get hurt. So, I went to Veronica and I told her you were okay, that you were human and that you wouldn’t hurt a fly. She promised she’d let you live, but…” Keith looked up at Caroline. “I had to overpower you”
A few minutes of silence followed, until Caroline broke it.
“That bitch is dead”
Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica said demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. You had this coming. You broke in here, you threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting next to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Damon raced outside and got into his car. He turned around the keys and drove onto the street. He then pushed the accelerator pedal and raced ahead.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did you get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did you get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.