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.
“Gerard committed suicide last night” Zoey said. “I found him hanging in our bedroom”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and said she had to tell Alexia. She put her purse on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minute later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and said she had to tell Alexia. She put her purse on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minute later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
The next morning.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.