“So, what’s the plan?” Katherine’s voice came out of Damon’s bedroom. Damon and Elena were outside, leaning against the wall opposite of the door. “The plan is to lock you in here for all eternity” Damon replied. “You’ve always had a great sense of humor, Damon” Katherine sarcastically said. “Come on” Damon said to Elena. He walked downstairs, Elena behind him. “Damon, what is the plan?” Elena asked. Damon opened the door and let Elena go first as he answered. “We’re going to your place” he said. Elena blinked. “Why? How is going to my house solving Katherine’s problem?”
“We need to have something. Something your witch friend can put a spell on to protect Katherine from the sun” Damon explained. “I’m not sure if you noticed, but I don’t really have woman friendly stuff in my house” Elena nodded. That made sense. “Wait! I have to give something that belongs to me to her?!” Elena now realized upset. Damon shrugged his shoulders. “Only temporarily. Once we get Stefan back and we’re all safe and happy you get back whatever you’ll give and then she can burn like a barbecue steak for all I care” he said with a smirk. “Well, I guess I can miss something. I’ll see” Elena reluctantly gave in. “Get in the car” Damon said waving at the car.
A few minutes later Elena opened the door of her house, running into Jeremy. She waved at her brother, but he was looking behind her. “Damon! I can see you!” he said shocked. Damon frowned his eyebrows. “Yeah, good for you” he slowly said with an expression that looked as if he seriously questioned Jeremy’s mental well being. “But you’re dead!” Jeremy continued. “Thanks for rubbing it in, pal!” Damon said. Elena made a few steps towards her brother. “Jeremy, are you okay? You haven’t been taking drugs, have you? Let me see your eyes” she commanded, sounding worried. “Maybe he’s on blood now” Damon suggested. Elena abruptly turned around. “You’re not helping, so stay out of it” She turned back to her brother. “What’s going on?” she asked, accenting every word. “I don’t know” Jeremy said, helplessly lifting his hands. “I don’t know what’s wrong. I’m probably just hallucinating. Maybe I just need to get some rest. Yes, that’s what I should do”
“But…” Elena started to protest, but Jeremy already ran upstairs. She looked at Damon. “What the hell was that all about?” Damon lifted his hands. “I don’t know, I’m just…staying out of it”
“We need to have something. Something your witch friend can put a spell on to protect Katherine from the sun” Damon explained. “I’m not sure if you noticed, but I don’t really have woman friendly stuff in my house” Elena nodded. That made sense. “Wait! I have to give something that belongs to me to her?!” Elena now realized upset. Damon shrugged his shoulders. “Only temporarily. Once we get Stefan back and we’re all safe and happy you get back whatever you’ll give and then she can burn like a barbecue steak for all I care” he said with a smirk. “Well, I guess I can miss something. I’ll see” Elena reluctantly gave in. “Get in the car” Damon said waving at the car.
A few minutes later Elena opened the door of her house, running into Jeremy. She waved at her brother, but he was looking behind her. “Damon! I can see you!” he said shocked. Damon frowned his eyebrows. “Yeah, good for you” he slowly said with an expression that looked as if he seriously questioned Jeremy’s mental well being. “But you’re dead!” Jeremy continued. “Thanks for rubbing it in, pal!” Damon said. Elena made a few steps towards her brother. “Jeremy, are you okay? You haven’t been taking drugs, have you? Let me see your eyes” she commanded, sounding worried. “Maybe he’s on blood now” Damon suggested. Elena abruptly turned around. “You’re not helping, so stay out of it” She turned back to her brother. “What’s going on?” she asked, accenting every word. “I don’t know” Jeremy said, helplessly lifting his hands. “I don’t know what’s wrong. I’m probably just hallucinating. Maybe I just need to get some rest. Yes, that’s what I should do”
“But…” Elena started to protest, but Jeremy already ran upstairs. She looked at Damon. “What the hell was that all about?” Damon lifted his hands. “I don’t know, I’m just…staying out of it”
Gerard got home from his work. He hung his coat on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, writing something.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a second later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a second later she heard a snap.
