The motel.
Claire was still tied onto her chair. She rubbed her hands, trying to free them, but all she managed to do was tighten the quick-release straps and cause her wrists to bleed. She went with her tongue against the tape to make it loose.
In the room next door Sam and Dean were trying to figure out the best way to approach Jimmy. Amelia might have said she hadn’t seen her husband, it was more likely that she was hiding him from them. And even if she was speaking the truth, it would only be a matter of time before Jimmy would try and contact his family.
Claire managed to loosen the tape a little and screamed for help, hoping someone would hear her.
“Did you hear that?” Sam asked Dean, who nodded. They ran outside and followed the screams. “It’s coming from here” Sam concluded.
Dean banged the door. “Are you okay in there?”
“I’m alright, just get me out of here!” Claire shouted.
“Okay, hang on” Dean yelled. The door was locked and so he lifted his foot and kicked the door open. He walked to Claire and noticed her hands. Then he went looking for something to cut the quick-release straps, while Sam tried to comfort her.
“What happened? Who did this to you?” he asked soft.
“Meg” Claire sobbed. “She wants to use me as leverage to get her boyfriend back”
Dean came back with a wire shears and cut through the straps. Claire pulled her arms forward.
“You should take care of that” Sam pointed at her wounded wrists. Claire shrugged.
“Do you know where Meg is now?” Dean asked sharp.
“Probably negotiating with my mom” Claire replied. “I don’t know when she’ll be back”
“Don’t worry, we won’t let her anywhere near you” Sam promised. He looked at Dean, who got the message.
“Hey, why don’t you go with Sam, then I’ll wait for Meg” he suggested.
Claire looked reluctantly from Dean to Sam. Could she trust them? Sam knew what she was thinking. “Look, we just freed you. We could’ve just let you sit tight. You’re going to have to trust us” he reasoned.
Still a little reluctant Claire followed Sam outside, while Dean sat down on the chair, waiting for Meg.
Claire was still tied onto her chair. She rubbed her hands, trying to free them, but all she managed to do was tighten the quick-release straps and cause her wrists to bleed. She went with her tongue against the tape to make it loose.
In the room next door Sam and Dean were trying to figure out the best way to approach Jimmy. Amelia might have said she hadn’t seen her husband, it was more likely that she was hiding him from them. And even if she was speaking the truth, it would only be a matter of time before Jimmy would try and contact his family.
Claire managed to loosen the tape a little and screamed for help, hoping someone would hear her.
“Did you hear that?” Sam asked Dean, who nodded. They ran outside and followed the screams. “It’s coming from here” Sam concluded.
Dean banged the door. “Are you okay in there?”
“I’m alright, just get me out of here!” Claire shouted.
“Okay, hang on” Dean yelled. The door was locked and so he lifted his foot and kicked the door open. He walked to Claire and noticed her hands. Then he went looking for something to cut the quick-release straps, while Sam tried to comfort her.
“What happened? Who did this to you?” he asked soft.
“Meg” Claire sobbed. “She wants to use me as leverage to get her boyfriend back”
Dean came back with a wire shears and cut through the straps. Claire pulled her arms forward.
“You should take care of that” Sam pointed at her wounded wrists. Claire shrugged.
“Do you know where Meg is now?” Dean asked sharp.
“Probably negotiating with my mom” Claire replied. “I don’t know when she’ll be back”
“Don’t worry, we won’t let her anywhere near you” Sam promised. He looked at Dean, who got the message.
“Hey, why don’t you go with Sam, then I’ll wait for Meg” he suggested.
Claire looked reluctantly from Dean to Sam. Could she trust them? Sam knew what she was thinking. “Look, we just freed you. We could’ve just let you sit tight. You’re going to have to trust us” he reasoned.
Still a little reluctant Claire followed Sam outside, while Dean sat down on the chair, waiting for Meg.
“Where’s Barbie?” Katherine asked when Stefan was standing on the front porch of the Boarding House. She had gotten used to the sight of him with Rebekah.
“She’s out, doing something” Stefan explained vague. “Can I come in?”
Katherine shrugged and let him pass. Stefan turned around. “I’m looking for Elena. Is she here?”
“No, she’s at school. You should know that” Katherine said uninterested.
“Not anymore she isn’t” Stefan said. “School’s over”
“Then she’s probably at the Grill” Katherine said, a little annoyed. “What do you need her for anyway?”
“I want to apologize for what happened last time she came over” Stefan said. “And I want to make sure she’s okay. I mean, I know Rebekah’s blood already left her system by now, but still, it must have freaked her out”
He looked at Katherine who stared at some point behind Stefan. Stefan quickly turned around and saw Damon standing in the doorway.
“She’s out, doing something” Stefan explained vague. “Can I come in?”
Katherine shrugged and let him pass. Stefan turned around. “I’m looking for Elena. Is she here?”
“No, she’s at school. You should know that” Katherine said uninterested.
“Not anymore she isn’t” Stefan said. “School’s over”
“Then she’s probably at the Grill” Katherine said, a little annoyed. “What do you need her for anyway?”
“I want to apologize for what happened last time she came over” Stefan said. “And I want to make sure she’s okay. I mean, I know Rebekah’s blood already left her system by now, but still, it must have freaked her out”
He looked at Katherine who stared at some point behind Stefan. Stefan quickly turned around and saw Damon standing in the doorway.
Tyler opened his eyes and gasped for air. The night was slowly giving in to the day and Tyler was still tied onto that chair.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t you just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let you go” Klaus said. “Not before you had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now you won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus said as he untied Tyler.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t you just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let you go” Klaus said. “Not before you had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now you won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus said as he untied Tyler.