Katherine entered the Boarding House. She wasn’t the kind of vampire that got bossed around and so she would tell Damon she wasn’t going to take his crap. After all, it wasn’t her fault Rebekah had forced her blood on Elena and neither could she help it Rebekah had compelled Stefan not to stop her. She had warned them to drink vervain, but no, don’t listen to Katherine, listen to Bitchekah, who you barely even know.
She walked into the living room and was shocked by what she saw. Damon was sitting in a triangle of fire and Bonnie was holding his hands. Breathing heavy she walked to the fire, grabbed Bonnies arm and pulled her back forcefully, breaking the contact she had with Damon.
Bonnies eyes flashed open. “Katherine, what are you doing?” she shouted devastated. But Katherine was busy blowing out the candles. When that was done she kneeled next to Damon and tried to wake him up. “Damon, wake up” she said agitated and shook him. When he didn’t move an inch, she turned to Bonnie, who stared helplessly at the scene. “What did you do?”
“I was helping him” Bonnie said. “I know you don’t believe it, but it’s true. Everyone’s telling him to get over himself and I’m trying to help him with that. Everything was going fine, until you came barging in”
“Well, bring him back. Wake him up” Katherine said nervous.
“That’s the problem. I don’t know if I can” Bonnie said. Katherine grabbed by her throat. “You can’t or you won’t?” she snarled.
“Definitely can’t” Bonnie answered, looking from the corner of her eye to the triangle. Katherine averted her head. Damon was gone. “Where did he go?” “Probably where his subconscious is” “And where is that?” Katherine asked frustrated. “Not here, obviously” Bonnie said.
“Can you get him back?” Katherine asked.
“Maybe” Bonnie said vaguely. She relit the candles and sat down on her knees. As she said a spell Katherine paced up and down. The ticking noise of her high heels, was highly annoying. “Can you stand still?” Bonnie asked annoyed.
“Can you bring Damon back?” Katherine fired back, standing still.
“I’m trying” Bonnie snapped.
“Try harder” Katherine snapped.
“Don’t push me” Bonnie snapped.
Katherine clapped her tongue annoyed and started pacing around again.
She walked into the living room and was shocked by what she saw. Damon was sitting in a triangle of fire and Bonnie was holding his hands. Breathing heavy she walked to the fire, grabbed Bonnies arm and pulled her back forcefully, breaking the contact she had with Damon.
Bonnies eyes flashed open. “Katherine, what are you doing?” she shouted devastated. But Katherine was busy blowing out the candles. When that was done she kneeled next to Damon and tried to wake him up. “Damon, wake up” she said agitated and shook him. When he didn’t move an inch, she turned to Bonnie, who stared helplessly at the scene. “What did you do?”
“I was helping him” Bonnie said. “I know you don’t believe it, but it’s true. Everyone’s telling him to get over himself and I’m trying to help him with that. Everything was going fine, until you came barging in”
“Well, bring him back. Wake him up” Katherine said nervous.
“That’s the problem. I don’t know if I can” Bonnie said. Katherine grabbed by her throat. “You can’t or you won’t?” she snarled.
“Definitely can’t” Bonnie answered, looking from the corner of her eye to the triangle. Katherine averted her head. Damon was gone. “Where did he go?” “Probably where his subconscious is” “And where is that?” Katherine asked frustrated. “Not here, obviously” Bonnie said.
“Can you get him back?” Katherine asked.
“Maybe” Bonnie said vaguely. She relit the candles and sat down on her knees. As she said a spell Katherine paced up and down. The ticking noise of her high heels, was highly annoying. “Can you stand still?” Bonnie asked annoyed.
“Can you bring Damon back?” Katherine fired back, standing still.
“I’m trying” Bonnie snapped.
“Try harder” Katherine snapped.
“Don’t push me” Bonnie snapped.
Katherine clapped her tongue annoyed and started pacing around again.
“It was me” Meg said. Sam had freed her from her prison and now she was going to free Cas of his. She had to promise Sam she wouldn’t try to get out until they were far gone. Because as soon as soon Cas was out they were going to hit the road an drive as far away as possible.
“I killed Jack and I killed Paul Morgan. Cas has nothing to do with it. I was trying to protect him. Jack was asking too many questions and Paul knew too much already. There were people trying to hurt Cas and I tried to give him a low profile. But it didn’t really work out. I don’t want a lawyer. I don’t want a trial. Just give me the maximum penalty and I’ll accept it”
Isabel stared at her, a little puzzled, but also thrilled. She got Jack and Paul’s killer. Now no one would question her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hands and brought her to a cell.
“I killed Jack and I killed Paul Morgan. Cas has nothing to do with it. I was trying to protect him. Jack was asking too many questions and Paul knew too much already. There were people trying to hurt Cas and I tried to give him a low profile. But it didn’t really work out. I don’t want a lawyer. I don’t want a trial. Just give me the maximum penalty and I’ll accept it”
Isabel stared at her, a little puzzled, but also thrilled. She got Jack and Paul’s killer. Now no one would question her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hands and brought her to a cell.
Dean was outside, leaning against the cabin, when Jo came standing next to him.
“You look happy” she said sarcastic.
“It sounds weird, but right now I wish Dick Roman was still alive” Dean said. “I have too much time to think”
“You want me to call mom? I think she knows a few ways to fix that” Jo commented.
“Where is she?” Dean asked.
“To the city, doing groceries” Jo answered. She looked up. “Did you hear from Cas? I mean, that’s why you’re so neurotic, right?”
Dean shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it. He’s had his chance, he blew it. I’m done with him”
“Have you tried talking to him?” Jo asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed her. “No talking about Cas” he said.
“Okay” Jo agreed. She threw her arms around Dean’s neck and kissed him back. Dean lifted her in his arms and carried her inside the cabin.
“You look happy” she said sarcastic.
“It sounds weird, but right now I wish Dick Roman was still alive” Dean said. “I have too much time to think”
“You want me to call mom? I think she knows a few ways to fix that” Jo commented.
“Where is she?” Dean asked.
“To the city, doing groceries” Jo answered. She looked up. “Did you hear from Cas? I mean, that’s why you’re so neurotic, right?”
Dean shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it. He’s had his chance, he blew it. I’m done with him”
“Have you tried talking to him?” Jo asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed her. “No talking about Cas” he said.
“Okay” Jo agreed. She threw her arms around Dean’s neck and kissed him back. Dean lifted her in his arms and carried her inside the cabin.