Damon was packing his bags when Stefan walked in.
“What are you doing?”
“Packing my bags, if you didn’t notice” Damon replied.
“Why? Where you going?” Stefan asked.
“I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet” Damon said.
“I don’t get it” Stefan said. Without turning around Damon started to explain. “I’ve always known you hate me, but I didn’t know it was that bad. If you really loathe me that much you could’ve said so and I might’ve left”
“No, I don’t want you to leave” Stefan said. “I just…”
“You just wanted someone to drive a stake through my heart. You just didn’t have the nerve to do it yourself” Damon snapped bitter.
Stefan walked to the bed and unpacked Damon’s suitcases.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked confused and annoyed. His phone rang, but he declined the call.
“Why are you not picking up?” Stefan asked.
“It’s Elena” Damon explained.
“Shouldn’t that be a reason to pick up?”
“No” Damon said. “Everything’s back to normal again. She’ll go back to her own life, where she doesn’t need me”
Stefan gripped his brother’s arm and forced him to look at him. “She does need you. I thought the night before last night made that perfectly clear”
Damon shook his head and put the clothes Stefan had taken out back in the suitcase. “The night before last night I was being tortured. I was going to die. I was injured. She just felt sorry for me, just like she felt sorry for me when Tyler bit me. She feels for me, but it’s not love”
“Okay, just…just stop packing already” Stefan said and he emptied Damon’s suitcase. “You’re not leaving. I am”
“Don’t be so ridiculous, Stefan” Damon said.
“I’m not being ridiculous” Stefan said. “I’m finally trying to do the right thing…I’m sorry…All this time I saw you as a threat to me and Elena, but truth is Elena and I were never meant to last. I believed I was Elena’s true love, but I was only an obstacle for the two of you and for that I’m sorry. So yes, I’m the one that should leave”
“And where were you planning on going?” Damon raised his eyebrows.
“I talked to Ric. After everything that happened with Jeremy and Elena he wants to keep a closer eye on them” Stefan said.
“He already lives with them” Damon said.
“Not exactly. He merely traveled from his loft to the Gilbert house and back” Stefan said. “But now he’s going to live with them permanent. And I suggested to take care of his place”
“Why did he ask you?” Damon asked a little pissed.
“If it makes you feel better, I have to pay rent” Stefan said. He grabbed Damon’s clothes and put them back in the closet. “So you’ll stay. You should live here”
“But this place is too big for one person” Damon said.
“That problem can be fixed” Stefan said mischievous.
“What are you doing?”
“Packing my bags, if you didn’t notice” Damon replied.
“Why? Where you going?” Stefan asked.
“I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet” Damon said.
“I don’t get it” Stefan said. Without turning around Damon started to explain. “I’ve always known you hate me, but I didn’t know it was that bad. If you really loathe me that much you could’ve said so and I might’ve left”
“No, I don’t want you to leave” Stefan said. “I just…”
“You just wanted someone to drive a stake through my heart. You just didn’t have the nerve to do it yourself” Damon snapped bitter.
Stefan walked to the bed and unpacked Damon’s suitcases.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked confused and annoyed. His phone rang, but he declined the call.
“Why are you not picking up?” Stefan asked.
“It’s Elena” Damon explained.
“Shouldn’t that be a reason to pick up?”
“No” Damon said. “Everything’s back to normal again. She’ll go back to her own life, where she doesn’t need me”
Stefan gripped his brother’s arm and forced him to look at him. “She does need you. I thought the night before last night made that perfectly clear”
Damon shook his head and put the clothes Stefan had taken out back in the suitcase. “The night before last night I was being tortured. I was going to die. I was injured. She just felt sorry for me, just like she felt sorry for me when Tyler bit me. She feels for me, but it’s not love”
“Okay, just…just stop packing already” Stefan said and he emptied Damon’s suitcase. “You’re not leaving. I am”
“Don’t be so ridiculous, Stefan” Damon said.
“I’m not being ridiculous” Stefan said. “I’m finally trying to do the right thing…I’m sorry…All this time I saw you as a threat to me and Elena, but truth is Elena and I were never meant to last. I believed I was Elena’s true love, but I was only an obstacle for the two of you and for that I’m sorry. So yes, I’m the one that should leave”
“And where were you planning on going?” Damon raised his eyebrows.
“I talked to Ric. After everything that happened with Jeremy and Elena he wants to keep a closer eye on them” Stefan said.
“He already lives with them” Damon said.
“Not exactly. He merely traveled from his loft to the Gilbert house and back” Stefan said. “But now he’s going to live with them permanent. And I suggested to take care of his place”
“Why did he ask you?” Damon asked a little pissed.
“If it makes you feel better, I have to pay rent” Stefan said. He grabbed Damon’s clothes and put them back in the closet. “So you’ll stay. You should live here”
“But this place is too big for one person” Damon said.
“That problem can be fixed” Stefan said mischievous.
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat next to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
Meg looked around the police station. So that was why no one was answering her calls for help. They were all dead. There were bodies everywhere and their insides were torn out. The floor was covered in blood.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she said trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt more people. I can’t let you do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped forward and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are you doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she said trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt more people. I can’t let you do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped forward and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are you doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.