Rachel and Gabe were having dinner when someone knocked their door. They looked up at each other with a hopeful expression. Could it be? Gabe got up out his chair and walked down the hall to open the door. It was true. God had heard his prayers and answered them. He looked at the girl standing on his porch. “My dear God” he sobbed. “I knew you’d come back” He hugged her. “Can I come in?” Amber asked careful. Gabe let go of her and looked at her with a strange face. What kind of question was that? “Of course you can come in, sweetie” he said. He pulled her into the house and as they walked back to the kitchen he shouted: “Look who’s back!”
Rachel gasped for air when she saw her daughter standing behind her father. She covered her mouth with her hands and started crying. She stuck out her hands and waved to let Amber come to her. Amber walked to her mother, who had stood up, and let her nearly suffocate her. “Amber” Gabe said soft. Amber freed her from her mother and turned around. Gabe was waving with a newspaper which he handed to her. The front page contained a large photograph of her and above the picture the word WANTED flaunted. Her eyes raced over the short description below the picture. ‘Amber Lindy, 16, ran away from home, prime suspect in a murder case’
Amber raised an eyebrow. “Who wrote this shit?” she asked and she dropped the newspaper on the floor.
Gabe ducked and picked up the paper. “This is serious, Amber” he said. “They believe you killed Derek. That’s not true, is it?”
“Of course not!” Amber exclaimed. “I found him, that’s all. I went to the shag and he was there, hanging on a rope. He was already dead”
“Something bit him, he was drained from blood” Gabe continued. “It was pretty nasty”
“Proves I didn’t do it” Amber said with big eyes. “Do I look like something that can drain people from blood?”
“You were acting strange that night” Rachel said. Amber averted her head to her. How? “You came home, all dirty, and you strangled me. You threatened me and you threw me on the ground. You robbed the fridge and you punched me”
Amber’s mouth dropped open. “How do you know that?” she asked breathless.
“Wait, wait, wait, this is true?” Gabe hastily asked.
“What do you mean how do I know? I just know” Rachel said.
“You’re not supposed to know” Amber said shocked, ignoring her father who felt totally left out. “I compelled you to forget it. You’re supposed to remember you ran into a glass door doing grocery’s” If her mother remembered everything the way it was, it could mean two things. She was turned into a vampire herself, which Amber highly doubted, or another vampire had compelled her to remember the truth. Stefan, Amber thought , jerk.
“Compelled?” Gabe spit out. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“I have to go” Amber said rushed. “I’m packing my things and then I’m out”
“What? You can’t just leave again” Gabe said uncomprehending. “You just got here”
But Amber walked passed him to the stairs. Gabe grabbed her arm to stop her, Amber turned at him. Her eyes were red, she had wrinkles around them and she growled. Gabe let go of her and heavily breathed. Amber ran upstairs.
“Call the police” Gabe ordered his wife.
Rachel gasped for air when she saw her daughter standing behind her father. She covered her mouth with her hands and started crying. She stuck out her hands and waved to let Amber come to her. Amber walked to her mother, who had stood up, and let her nearly suffocate her. “Amber” Gabe said soft. Amber freed her from her mother and turned around. Gabe was waving with a newspaper which he handed to her. The front page contained a large photograph of her and above the picture the word WANTED flaunted. Her eyes raced over the short description below the picture. ‘Amber Lindy, 16, ran away from home, prime suspect in a murder case’
Amber raised an eyebrow. “Who wrote this shit?” she asked and she dropped the newspaper on the floor.
Gabe ducked and picked up the paper. “This is serious, Amber” he said. “They believe you killed Derek. That’s not true, is it?”
“Of course not!” Amber exclaimed. “I found him, that’s all. I went to the shag and he was there, hanging on a rope. He was already dead”
“Something bit him, he was drained from blood” Gabe continued. “It was pretty nasty”
“Proves I didn’t do it” Amber said with big eyes. “Do I look like something that can drain people from blood?”
“You were acting strange that night” Rachel said. Amber averted her head to her. How? “You came home, all dirty, and you strangled me. You threatened me and you threw me on the ground. You robbed the fridge and you punched me”
Amber’s mouth dropped open. “How do you know that?” she asked breathless.
“Wait, wait, wait, this is true?” Gabe hastily asked.
“What do you mean how do I know? I just know” Rachel said.
“You’re not supposed to know” Amber said shocked, ignoring her father who felt totally left out. “I compelled you to forget it. You’re supposed to remember you ran into a glass door doing grocery’s” If her mother remembered everything the way it was, it could mean two things. She was turned into a vampire herself, which Amber highly doubted, or another vampire had compelled her to remember the truth. Stefan, Amber thought , jerk.
“Compelled?” Gabe spit out. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“I have to go” Amber said rushed. “I’m packing my things and then I’m out”
“What? You can’t just leave again” Gabe said uncomprehending. “You just got here”
But Amber walked passed him to the stairs. Gabe grabbed her arm to stop her, Amber turned at him. Her eyes were red, she had wrinkles around them and she growled. Gabe let go of her and heavily breathed. Amber ran upstairs.
“Call the police” Gabe ordered his wife.
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.
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.
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?”
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?”
Katherine ran to Fell’s church and climbed down. Rebekah had grabbed the phone out her hands and told her how stupid she was.
“They’re using you to find that witch, you idiot!” she had snapped.
Katherine hurried to the tomb and opened it. “Get out” she said to the weak Bonnie, who was lying close to the door. Katherine grabbed her hand and Bonnie shrieked. It was the hand with the hurt finger. “Come on, get out. I need to move you” Katherine said agitated. She dragged her out of the tomb, ignoring her cries.
But as soon as Bonnie was out of the tomb Katherine felt two hands on her shoulders that pushed her forward. She fell and turned around to see Caroline helping Bonnie stand up. “What the hell are you doing?” she asked. Caroline looked up. “I can ask you the same question” she fired back. She bit her wrist and forced Bonnie to drink, so her wounds would heal. “Come on, I’ll bring you home”
“Where is that?” Bonnie asked depressed.
“They’re using you to find that witch, you idiot!” she had snapped.
Katherine hurried to the tomb and opened it. “Get out” she said to the weak Bonnie, who was lying close to the door. Katherine grabbed her hand and Bonnie shrieked. It was the hand with the hurt finger. “Come on, get out. I need to move you” Katherine said agitated. She dragged her out of the tomb, ignoring her cries.
But as soon as Bonnie was out of the tomb Katherine felt two hands on her shoulders that pushed her forward. She fell and turned around to see Caroline helping Bonnie stand up. “What the hell are you doing?” she asked. Caroline looked up. “I can ask you the same question” she fired back. She bit her wrist and forced Bonnie to drink, so her wounds would heal. “Come on, I’ll bring you home”
“Where is that?” Bonnie asked depressed.