The next morning
Caroline arrived in the kitchen, where the breakfast table was set. Liz was making some coffee and it seemed as if she tried to avoid looking at her daughter.
“Mom?” Caroline said, sensing something was wrong. Liz didn’t react, but pretended to be busy. “Mom, what’s going on?”
“You want some coffee?” Liz asked, avoiding the question. Caroline got up and walked towards her mother. “Mom, what’s wrong? Why are you acting like this?”
Liz turned around and leaned against the sink. “I’ve been having flashes”
“Flashes of what?” Caroline asked.
“Of things I thought I forgot” Liz said. “Things I suppressed, forced myself to forget”
“Or someone else made you” Caroline said. She remembered the talk with Tyler. “What about your mother?” Tyler asked. “Doesn’t she wonder where you are?”
“I guess she’s compelled” Caroline said soft.
“You were never with your father, were you?” Liz asked trembling. Caroline shook her head and broke down. Liz held her in her arms and caressed her hair as they both cried. “I should’ve known. I should’ve made sure. I should’ve called your dad”
“Mom, no, it’s not your fault. You were being compelled” Caroline said. Liz let go. “Stefan came to the house and I didn’t want him to come in, but he was already invited in. And when he came in he compelled me to let Amber in. I recognized her from the WANTED poster. She compelled me to think you were with your dad and that you would come back by the end of the summer”
“She’s dead, mom” Caroline said. “She can’t hurt you anymore”
Caroline arrived in the kitchen, where the breakfast table was set. Liz was making some coffee and it seemed as if she tried to avoid looking at her daughter.
“Mom?” Caroline said, sensing something was wrong. Liz didn’t react, but pretended to be busy. “Mom, what’s going on?”
“You want some coffee?” Liz asked, avoiding the question. Caroline got up and walked towards her mother. “Mom, what’s wrong? Why are you acting like this?”
Liz turned around and leaned against the sink. “I’ve been having flashes”
“Flashes of what?” Caroline asked.
“Of things I thought I forgot” Liz said. “Things I suppressed, forced myself to forget”
“Or someone else made you” Caroline said. She remembered the talk with Tyler. “What about your mother?” Tyler asked. “Doesn’t she wonder where you are?”
“I guess she’s compelled” Caroline said soft.
“You were never with your father, were you?” Liz asked trembling. Caroline shook her head and broke down. Liz held her in her arms and caressed her hair as they both cried. “I should’ve known. I should’ve made sure. I should’ve called your dad”
“Mom, no, it’s not your fault. You were being compelled” Caroline said. Liz let go. “Stefan came to the house and I didn’t want him to come in, but he was already invited in. And when he came in he compelled me to let Amber in. I recognized her from the WANTED poster. She compelled me to think you were with your dad and that you would come back by the end of the summer”
“She’s dead, mom” Caroline said. “She can’t hurt you anymore”
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are you doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and you look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commented sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are you doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and you look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commented sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
The next morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”