For a second she thinks about standing up, but there was no reason to stand for some stranger trying to kill her. She puts down her book and takes a deep breath, forcing herself to steady her heartbeat. She’s sure at least a day goes by, maybe more, and she’s managed to get a little sleep, but she’s still starving when the vampires perk up, like dogs hearing something in the distance, and it could technically be anything but she knows it’s Klaus. Somehow, she’d expected to be taken straight to Klaus, or for Klaus to show up immediately but of course, what were the chances that the oldest vampire in the world would be a short drive away? Hours trickle by at one point, there’s a strange little whispered fight in the corner, which ends with one of the vampires calling over to ask if she’d like a glass of water, and she accepts. She doesn’t know how long she’ll be here for, and she doesn’t want to sleep, so she grabs Jane Eyre and tries to distract herself in vain. They don’t manhandle her either they know she doesn’t need to be dealt with by force, or they don’t want to risk leaving any marks on her (or maybe that’s her reaching, trying to make some sort of guess as to what Klaus is like-it doesn’t matter, now, she’ll find out soon enough.) They bring her to a big sitting room, with massive bookshelves and a couple of old couches. The vampires are almost mad in their giddiness. The house they bring her to is big, old, and dusty, a lot like the one Rose and Trevor kept her in, and Elena wonders if that’s a common thing for vampires who don’t have daylight rings. “Tell everyone I’m sorry,” she says, and then nods to the vampire, and then they’re gone. It’s probably as good as she’s going to get. “No one does, exactly,” he says, “but I know how to reach him.” “I asked you a question,” she says, voice level, eyes fixed on his. She can’t go through with this plan unless she’s certain it’s going to work. “You really do look exactly like her,” he said, and Elena pictures Katherine, trapped in the tomb, dirty and starving. The vampire smiles, predatory, and takes a step closer. “We’re here for the doppelganger,” one of them says.Įlena swallows, and steps forward. It seems like years go by before three vampires burst into the house, eyes hungry on her, and Elena has to remind herself that if Klaus needs her, they won’t hurt her. She can’t explain it to Rose-how every time she closes her eyes she pictures their bodies ripped apart all around her, just like Katherine had described it-but she knows why she’s doing this, and her conviction won’t waver. This is about Caroline and Bonnie and Tyler and Matt. This is about Stefan and Damon, who will get themselves killed trying to protect her if they wait for Klaus to come to them. This is about Jeremy and Jenna, who Klaus will slaughter if she runs just like he slaughtered Katherine’s family. Rose yells at her for being reckless and thoughtless and for manipulating her, but Elena just blocks her out, reminding herself of why she’s doing this. The doppelganger is alive, and ready to surrender.Įlena says those words, and she means them, but her heart is hammering in her chest and she can’t breathe the entire time she waits. The strength and splendor of our purpose swings.
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