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Rachel was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea, to calm herself down a little. Since the events of the previous night she had been very jumpy. She expected Damon Salvatore to show up out of nowhere and rip her heart, just like he’d done with her daughter. So when the bell rang she let out a scream and spilled some tea.
“Mrs. Lindy? I know you’re home” Stefan called from outside. “I just want to talk”
Rachel stood and walked to the door. She opened it.
“Good morning. I’m Stefan Salvatore” Stefan introduced himself politely.
“You’re the vampire that turned my daughter” Rachel commented cold, but trembling.
“And I’m sorry for that” Stefan responded softly. “But I’m grateful that I got to know her. She was a good friend”
“Why are you here? Surely not to reminisce about my children and how you took them from me” Rachel snapped angry.
“Can I come in? This talks so…weird, you know. And if Veronica sees us…” Stefan said warning.
“I’m not afraid of Veronica” Rachel said in such way it sounded like she meant the opposite.
“And that’s your mistake” Stefan replied. “You think because you’re Kelsey’s mother she will spare your life. But she really just needs you. Vervain bombs or wolfsbane grenades or any kind of human made weapon won’t be enough to fulfill her purpose. She needs you for your fangs and the moment she doesn’t need you anymore, you’ll be dead. Derek understood that”
“Derek’s a coward and a traitor” Rachel snapped.
“Derek made the right choice” Stefan commented. “Think about it. If Veronica is so eager on killing my kind and your kind, isn’t she then betraying both Kelsey and Amber?”
There was something in Rachel’s expression that made Stefan reconsider what he had just said.
“Unless she doesn’t know…” he said slowly, more to himself than to Rachel.
Now that Alexia had cut off his meds, Cas was feeling much better, though he still wasn’t able to get out of bed. He heard the sound of wings and an instant later Balthazar appeared in the room. He wanted to ask what he was doing there, but found himself unable to. So he just cast him a quizzical look.
“You have to meet me at Butterfield Park” Balthazar said. “Crowley wants me to kill you and that’s exactly what I’m going to do”
Cas frowned. Why would Balthazar tell him this? Why not just kill him right now?.
“If I kill you here and now, it wouldn’t be a fair fight” Balthazar...
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Half an hour later Cas opened his eyes and saw Sam and Dean staring at him. He looked away from them, embarrassed that he had once again passed out. He put his hands on the mattress and pushed himself up. He frowned a little and Dean walked to him. He took the glass and helped him drink it. Cas pulled a face and coughed.
“I put something in it” Dean explained. “To kill the pain”
Cas wanted to protest, when they heard the door shot.
“Jo” Dean guessed. “I’ll go. You stay here” he told Sam.
Dean went downstairs and saw Jo sitting on the dresser.
“Where’ve you been?” he asked...
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“What was it?” Meg asked sharp, forcing Cas to look at her by grabbing his shoulders. “What did Heather give you? If it’s something dangerous…You know medicine can kill you, don’t you? If you take too much of it”
Cas freed himself and turned around. “Yes, I know that. I am not stupid” he snapped, while he rubbed his fingers. “I don’t know what Heather gave me. All I know is that the pain is gone and isn’t that exactly what we wanted?”
“Well, if you don’t know then I guess I’ll have to ask someone who does” Meg replied cold. She turned around and wanted to leave...
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Elena was lying on the bed her eyes wide open. Alaric had called her to get up, but she wanted to stay in bed. All day. Maybe listen to some sad songs.
“Elena, get your ass out of bed, you’ve got mail” Alaric shouted outside her room.
“It’s Sunday, I deserve one day of feeling miserable” Elena muttered. The latch went down and Alaric entered the room. He walked to the bed and sank down.
“I know you’re hurt” he started. “But you can’t let him have this kind of power over you. You can’t stop living, because he’s a jerk”
Elena wiped her eyes and sobbed. “You’re...
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Zoey woke up in a hospital bed. She wasn’t happy to be there. Crowley had taken away her angel powers and she was completely human again.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are you going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few questions for you”
“Then I guess you should call him” Zoey said and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed by her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
Meg was browsing through the pages of Daphne’s book, hoping to find something that could prove Cas’ innocence. While she read she listened carefully to hear if Zoey was on her back yet.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. Or maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.
A sweet scent penetrated in Cas’ nose and he opened his eyes. A small waffle was floating above his face, but when he blinked and looked a little better he saw a hand was holding it. He followed the hand with his eyes until he saw the person who it belonged too.
“Good, morning, Manny” Meg said. She jumped on the bed. “Is it okay if I call you Manny? It’s just that Emmanuel sounds soooo looooong” she added.
“I suppose it is okay” Cas said. He rubbed his eyes. “How did you get in here?”
Meg pursed her lips, like a little girl who had been eating cookies before dinner. “Well,...
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Daphne and Zoey were drinking coffee in Starbucks, at 62 Founders Parkway. Daphne had ordered some donuts with it. Taking your own snacks was against the rules of the house, so they had left the box in the car.
“You’re going to eat those?” Zoey asked, nodding at the donuts.
“No, I’m going to take them to Mrs. Fueller and shove them up her big, fat butt” Daphne said angry.
“Well, that would be a waste” Zoey said.
Daphne rubbed her eyes. “I’m not feeling very well. I think I’m getting a migraine” she said.
“You want to go home?” Zoey asked.
Daphne nodded. “Yeah, just...
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The next room, which was also the last, led both players to what looked like a workshop. They were standing on some kind of balcony and Meg walked closer to the edge to get a better look at the people down there, when she heard a weird noise. She turned around to see Cas stumbling out of the other room.
“Oh my God” she gasped and she ran towards him. Without thinking she took off the shirt again, allowing Cas to see the scars on her skin.
“Press this against the wound” she said. Cas, too weakened to protest, did what she told him. “Follow me” she took his free hand and pulled him...
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Bonnie and Damon were in the living room of the Boarding House. Bonnie was placing white candles in a triangle. As she lit each of them she mumbled Latin words. When she was done, she blew out the match and looked at Damon.
“So, here’s what we’re going to do” Bonnie said. “You have to step into the triangle and sit down”
“And what are you going to do?” Damon asked, quite insecure.
“I’m going to stay outside the triangle” Bonnie answered. “I will put you under some sort of hypnosis. I will be with you in your subconscious”
“Very reassuring” Damon said sarcastic.
“Now...
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They accelerated their steps, but Damon was heavy to carry and the fire was catching up with them.
“Damon, please, try to walk faster” Jeremy said. His neck and shoulders hurt.
“I can’t” Damon said weak. He braked.
“Damon, what are you doing?” Elena sighed. Her shoulders hurt too.
“I can’t” Damon repeated. “You have to leave me here. I’m holding you up”
“Shut up, Damon” Elena said, having no mercy. She forced him to keep walking.
“I’m going to get you killed” Damon said.
“Well, we’ll have to die someday” Elena said, acting careless, but she couldn’t hide...
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Heather’s upper body was covered with needles and each time Meg thought they’d reached the bottom the needles miraculously piled up.
Heather turned her head carefully to her ex-colleague. “Please, make him stop. I’ve done nothing wrong” she cried quietly.
“You made me a drugs addict” Cas reminded her. “I bashed my own head against a toilet and I almost got Meg killed, because of your needles”
“I’m sorry” Heather said weak. “I just wanted to help you, I swear”
Cas grabbed another needle and drove it in her thy, making Heather moan, which made Meg shiver.
“Don’t you think that’s enough?” she said careful.
“No” Cas snapped back. “It’ll be enough when there are no more needles left”
“But they keep piling up!” Meg exclaimed.
“They’ll stop piling up when the whore’s death” Cas clarified.
Meg shook her head in horror. “What has gotten into you?”
Meg was still sitting on the same spot when Céline drove Cas back to her. He had lost the angry face, but he didn’t look happy either.
“And? Did they find out what’s wrong with you?” Meg asked a little annoyed, because Cas walked out of the wheelchair, to the wall and leaned against it.
“Ask the doc” Cas answered short.
“That bad?” Meg raised her eyebrows. And when the doctor joined them she turned to him. “What’s the problem? What did you see on those…scans?”
“That is the problem. We didn’t see anything” Dr. Spencer started.
“What?” Meg said stunned.
“We...
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Meg opened the door of her motel room to let Cas in. Cas widened his eyes. “Did you paint your hair?” he asked, glaring at the blonde wisps on Meg’s head.
“No, I woke up like this” Meg replied sarcastically. “The correct term is ‘dye’, by the way” She walked back into the motel and Cas followed her.
“I like it. It’s shorter, but I like it” Cas said and he reached for Meg’s hair, but she pulled away.
“So, eh, why are you here? I thought you’d moved back in with Dean and Sam” Meg asked casual, while she consciously tried to avoid looking at Cas. “You two lovebirds...
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The door opened and Derek appeared. He gasped at the blood and the insides lying on the floor.
“What happened?” he asked difficult.
“Exactly what happens when you double cross me” Veronica shrugged. She walked past him to Jeremy’s cell. “Where’s Damon Salvatore?”
“They brought him to a private room, like you asked” Derek answered agitated. “Veronica, you need to call this off. What you’re doing is wrong”
Veronica turned to him. “You’d be very wise to shut up now” she said. She walked through a door at the end of the room, entering another one.
Damon was chained...
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Damon and Elena were lying on the bed, Elena’s head resting on Damon’s chest. “I believe we’ve been here before” Elena mumbled.
“Hmm” Damon confirmed. “Do you remember what you said back then?”
Elena relegated on the bed and closed her eyes. “I said I wouldn’t leave you, that I would stay with you until the very end”
Elena felt a teardrop on her head, but she didn’t look up. “Promise me you won’t leave now either”
“I promise” Elena whispered and she pinched Damon’s hand. She knew it was a lie. She knew that no matter how much medication she was taking, the...
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Tyler left his house and saw Veronica standing on the doorstep. He was surprised to see her, but acted it was pleasant.
“Hey, I didn’t expect to see you here” he said as he walked to her. He gave her a kiss on the lips and though she didn’t turn away, he could still feel her abstention. “Something wrong?” he asked suspicious.
Veronica didn’t answer.
“Walk with me?” she simply requested and she started walking, Tyler next to her. “I’ve been thinking” she started after a few minutes of quietly walking. “You’re a high school kid and I’m 23 years old and I know that’s...
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Elijah was looking around in the living room when Damon and Elena came downstairs. They’d hopped in the shower and hadn’t particularly hurried up. No, they hadn’t been doing it, but with Elena not feeling very well, the last thing they wanted was a showdown with a pair of Originals.
When they came downstairs, Katherine was already settled with a blood bag and Elijah checked Damon’s extensive book collection. As soon as Elijah lay eyes on Elena he raised an eyebrow.
“Forgive me for being blunt,” he said. “but you look rather unwell”
“That’s because she saw your face” Damon...
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Bonnie and Caroline were walking through the woods, heading for the witch cabin. Something about what Keith had said had made Bonnie think. At some point Veronica had believed Bonnie was still a threat, so why not give the girl reason to be threatened.
Bonnie entered the cabin, expecting Caroline to follow. When she didn’t Bonnie turned around. “What are you waiting for? Get in here”
Caroline pursed her lips. “Yeah” she said hesitant. “Damon told me what happened when he got in there, so, eh, I think I’m going to pass”
Bonnie rolled her eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous” she reproached...
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Elena and Damon were lying on Elena’s bed, Elena’s head on Damon’s chest. She was asleep, but Damon was wide awake. He was waiting for a phone call from the hospital to tell them they had find a donor. Though Elena would never want Jeremy to go through with it, Damon would do anything to make sure Jeremy didn’t change his mind.
He was brought back to the real world when Elena’s phone buzzed. He picked it up from the pedestal cupboard and answered it.
“What?” he asked.
“I did the test” Jeremy started careful.
“And?” Damon asked, though he could hear by Jeremy’s tone it...
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