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TVD 10x06 - Blast to the Past Enjoy! =)

Cut to – Munich University, 2009. Bonnie and Damon, who have successfully teleported, are standing in front of the University. Unsuspicious of the place, oblivious to the time.  

 BONNIE: (In pleasant shock) Ha! We did it! This is the place!

DAMON: Holy shit! That was wild! (Stumbles a bit, looking dazed) Oh, no…

BONNIE: What’s wrong? You okay?

DAMON: I think I’m gonna… (finds a nearby trashcan and throws up).  

BONNIE: Ooh! (Rubs his back) There, there… let it all out. It happens sometimes… (after he’s finished, he composes himself).

DAMON: Definitely taking Dramamine next time.

BONNIE: Come, we’ll get you some water.

DAMON: (As they are walking inside) Bon, this place is huge. We might be closer but it’s still like finding a needle in a haystack. How about we find the Admin office, I’ll compel them to point us in the right direction.

BONNIE: Sounds like a plan (as they continue to walk, they spot a drinking fountain. Damon takes a drink).

DAMON: Ah, much better now!

BONNIE: (Looking at a student on their cellphone) Who has a BlackBerry nowadays? I didn’t even know they still made those things.

DAMON: Guess some people are just stuck in the past. Look, there it is; let’s compel us some intel. (They approach the receptionist) Hello, do you speak English?

RECEPTIONIST: (Rolls her eyes) Toll, noch ein blöder Amerikaner.

DAMON: (Turns to Bonnie) I don’t think she speaks English; that’s gonna be a problem...

RECEPTIONIST: You are in an international university, of course I speak English. I’m also fluent in French, Italian, and Spanish, in case you were wondering. This is not America.

DAMON: Wow, lady; no need to be condescending. I was just asking a simple question.

RECEPTIONIST: What do you want? I have a lot of work to do and you’re wasting my time.

BONNIE: Well, if this is how you treat your students, this college is definitely going off my list.

RECEPTIONIST: It’s a university.

DAMON: Oh, I’m really going to enjoy this… 

(Looks into the lady’s eyes and does his thing) Listen, lady. First, you are going to look in your computer and fetch us one of your student’s schedules, Elena Gilbert. Then, you’re gonna take one of those campus maps and circle where those classes take place. Last, but definitely not least, you’re gonna take your clothes off, keep the underwear, nobody needs to see that; and you’re going to run around campus screaming: I love Americans! (The lady searches in her computer).  

BONNIE: (Smiling in complicity) You’re brutal…

DAMON: She was rude.

RECEPTIONIST: I’m sorry, but we don’t have any student under that name.

BONNIE: That’s impossible… Check again (she does).

RECEPTIONIST: No, sorry, no results. See for yourself (turns the computer screen). The only Gilbert we have under any registration is Dr. Grayson Gilbert, a research member of the Munich Project.

BONNIE: Dr. Grayson Gilbert? He’s dead…

RECEPTIONIST: Not according to our database. In fact, he’s scheduled to be at the Medical Faculty lab in an hour. Here (gives them a campus map and circles the location of the lab). Now, if you excuse me, I have something I need to do. (She takes her clothes off and starts running around screaming, as she was compelled to).

DAMON: Ooh, Bon, I’m getting a weird feeling…

BONNIE: This makes no sense… (Looks at the computer again, and sees something she missed) Oh, no…no, no, no, no, no…

DAMON: Bon?

BONNIE: Look at the date on the computer… I don’t think we should be worried about where Elena is right now. We should be worried about when we are right now…

DAMON: (Looks at the date, April 23rd, 2009) Holy fuck! What???!!! No… This can’t be possible!!?? How??!!!

BONNIE: You see? This is exactly why I didn’t want you to come with me! In case some crazy shit like this happened!

DAMON: And this is exactly why I insisted I did! In case some crazy shit like this did happen!

BONNIE: Fuck, fuck, fuck!

DAMON: Okay, okay. Let’s try to calm down… I mean, this can’t be real! Can it?!! No way!! (Starts rambling) Oh, shit… What if we’re in another bizarro prison world with other people trapped in it?! I doubt so many people would fuck up that bad to be put in one… Or maybe the ones that created it fucked up and accidently put all these people here? I could see a Gemini fucking up, but a Bennett?

BONNIE: Damon…

DAMON: (Continues to ramble) Yeah, no, can’t be that. Maybe we’re dreaming? Has to be a dream. We’re probably still sleeping in our bed and will wake up soon. We didn’t smoke last night, did we? That stash really messed us up the last time…

BONNIE: Damon…

DAMON: Maybe one of the shitake mushrooms we had for dinner was bad, or one of the clams? That’s probably why I threw up… I knew something was fishy while I was cooking…

BONNIE: Damon… (grabs him by the shoulders and looks into his eyes) I need you to snap out of it, okay? Take deep breaths with me… (They take deep breaths together, in an attempt to process the situation. Ironically, the tables turn, and now Bonnie is the one that starts panicking) How are we going to get ourselves out of this?! I have no clue how, or what I did! What if we can’t go back?! What if I’ve altered the space-time continuum; that’s something not to be fucked with. What if this is my punishment for pushing this power too far…

DAMON: Bon…

BONNIE: You’re right, we have to be dreaming. But why would we be dreaming the same thing? The psychic link? Has to be the psychic link, right? I mean, I’m pretty sure we didn’t smoke, so it has to be a dream. Or maybe we did smoke? We really have to cut down on that. No, no, you know what, I think you’re right; one of the shitake was bad, and we’re in one hell of a trip right now…

DAMON: Bon… breathing, breathing, we’re breathing… 

(they continue to take deep breaths, until finally, they seem to have managed to keep their calm). Okay, one step at a time. Let’s retrace our steps and figure out where it could’ve gone wrong.

BONNIE: The picture…

DAMON: What picture?

BONNIE: The one Elena sent me of her father; the one I used to make the jump.

DAMON: Did you notice anything odd about it?

BONNIE: Well, it was a picture of a picture she found in the Medical School’s hall of fame. Other than that, I don’t think so.

DAMON: We can go check if it’s here now, and take it from there…

BONNIE: Yeah, good idea. Would it be insane to propose we grab a drink first? I could use something to ease the nerves, help this sink in first…

DAMON: (Teasing) I’m telling you, it’s like you can read my mind!

BONNIE: (Smirks) Truly uncanny.

DAMON: Ooh, you have to try the draft beer! Can’t be in Germany and not have a Hefeweizen.

BONNIE: Sounds perfect!

 Cut to – Present day, the Powell mansion dungeon. Darius is growing inpatient; his visions increasing in frequency and intensity. Edward, showing no intentions of letting him go anytime soon. No matter how hard Darius tries, he hasn’t been able to figure out another way of stopping what’s to come, that doesn’t involve Bonnie; which is constantly reaffirmed in his visions.

 VOICE: It’s sad, really. You are supposed to be one of the most powerful supernatural beings, not to mention a “genius”, and you can’t seem to figure this out.

DARIUS: I have figured it out, but execution is not as simple as you think.

VOICE: You can’t even manage to get yourself out of this cell; how are you going to make Bonnie do her part?

DARIUS: I’m not going to make Bonnie do anything. All I need is to be able to reach her…

VOICE: Well, I hope you brought some entertainment. Seems like we are going to be in here for a while.

DARIUS: How about we play a game of who can stay quiet the longest? (Edward walks in).

EDWARD: Talking to yourself again? That’s a condition; might want to get that checked out. Any updates?

DARIUS: I’m telling you, there is no way to do this without Bonnie.

EDWARD: Wrong answer; try harder (he walks away).

VOICE: Even the miracle boy is bullying you around. You really have hit rock bottom.

DARIUS: You couldn’t even last five seconds without babbling?    

VOICE: I’m bored.

DARIUS: Then try to be bored with your mouth shut. I need to concentrate… (he shuts his eyes, and goes into deep meditation).

Cut to – Munich, Germany. Sam and Alex are having a secret meet-up outside campus. During their “brainstorm” session at one of the local pubs, they came to the conclusion that something was in fact very wrong.

 SAM: Got anything?

ALEX: (Shows him a usb) Found it in one of my drawers.

SAM: What’s on it?

ALEX: A bunch of research files taken from the Faculty lab. I think Sage was on to something… There’s also a screenshot of a GPS location; pinpointing Mystic Falls, Virginia; ever heard of it?

SAM: I think that’s where Elena is from; it’s not far from Whitmore.

ALEX: (Inserts the usb in his laptop and opens one of the files) Check this out… Does this look familiar to you?

SAM: Looks very similar to the one we were researching earlier.

ALEX: I’d say almost identical… Pretty sure this is the original one.

SAM: Could be, but without Sage we won’t have any certainty. Have you’ve been able to reach her yet?

ALEX: No, but I did contact her mom; she says she never went home. I mean, I’m not surprised, she hates Felicia, but still; you’d figure she would at least let her know she was back in New York.

SAM: This is all kinds of fucked up.

ALEX: It sure is… Look what else I found (shows him some files with photos of them with Elena and Sage). Apparently, not only did we meet Elena before; seems like your gut feeling was right, you two were a thing.

SAM: This makes no sense! What the hell is going on?!

ALEX: Well, I think the only person that might be able to tell us is nowhere to be found. Far as I see it, we have two options. Find your girl, get the fuck out of this place, and figure it out as we go along. Or, stay, get as much intel as we can from the inside, and go down the rabbit hole…  

SAM: Whatever we do, we need to find Elena first.

Cut to – Munich University, 2009. After a couple of beers, Damon and Bonnie find the Medical School’s hall of fame; which in fact, has the beforementioned picture on display.

 DAMON: That solves the mystery. Check out the timestamp… (it reads 16:05pm 23/04/2009).

BONNIE: That’s gonna be one hell of a problem. If this “thing” works like I think it does, we came here because it took us to the place, date, and time that picture was taken. So, for us to be able to get back, I would need some kind of reference to place us in Mystic Falls in the present day.

DAMON: Which is literally in the future. How are we going to get a reference of a time that hasn’t even happened yet…

BONNIE: (Teasing, trying to find some humor in the situation) I don’t suppose googling Mystic Falls 2021 would work?

DAMON: I’m sure some results would turn up, but who knows where that would take us.

BONNIE: There has to be another way… (someone walks up to them).

GRAYSON GILBERT: Bonnie?

BONNIE: (Turns around) Mr. Gilbert?

GRAYSON: Oh my god, kiddo! What are you doing here? (Hugs her) It’s a bit early to be doing college hunting, don’t you think? Let alone so far from home!

BONNIE: (Nervous and freaked out. She tries to play along) Well, you know Grams, Mr. Gilbert; always says, it’s never too early to search for the right college.

GRAYSON: Is she here? (Looks around) I’d love to say hello.

BONNIE: Oh… she, uhm…she… she went on a city tour. We came all this way, might as well do some sightseeing.

GRAYSON: (Looks at Damon, concerned. He seems to be quite old to be hanging around a 17 year-old girl. Granted she does look older, but he has attributed that to her make-up) And, who is this?

BONNIE: (Barely making it without exposing she’s a nervous reck) This, this… this is…

DAMON: (Reaches for a handshake) Hello, Sir. I’m professor Xavier, future student recruitment counselor. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance.

GRAYSON: Sorry, you are a what?

DAMON: A future student counselor…

GRAYSON: And what is that, exactly?

DAMON: Well… I’m in charge of looking for potential future students, show them the campus, our majors, you know, that kind of stuff.

GRAYSON: I wasn’t aware there was a position for that. Then again, this university does have some odd practices. (Turns to Bonnie) I have to run, but, where are you staying? I’d love to take you and your Grams out for dinner.

BONNIE: Oh, that’s so nice of you, Mr. Gilbert, but we leave tonight. Just came for a few days.

GRAYSON: Aw, that’s too bad! I wish Elena had told me you were coming; we could’ve planned something!

BONNIE: You know Elena, always forgetting everything.

GRAYSON: Tell me about it! The only reason that kid doesn’t forget her head, is because it’s stuck to her body! Anyway, kiddo, it was great seeing you, and one heck of a coincidence! Have a great flight back, say hi to your Grams for me (hugs her).

BONNIE: Will do.

GREYSON: See you back home, gotta run (kisses her forehead and leaves).

BONNIE: (Turns to Damon) Professor Xavier, really?

DAMON: I panicked! It was the first thing that popped into my mind.

BONNIE: Well, it was better than the future student counselor. Had to fight hard not to crack up on that one.

DAMON: Figured someone had to be in charge of that.

BONNIE: That was crazy, seeing Mr. Gilbert alive…

DAMON: You okay? Must’ve been hard; specially knowing what happens next…

BONNIE: It totally escaped me; that’s a month from now… What if we can warn him? Tell him not to take that bridge, maybe we can save their lives…

DAMON: As much as we would love to be able to do that, we can’t, Bon. We are risking it as it is, just by being here.

BONNIE: I know, butterfly effect ‘n all. But it’s so frustrating! Knowing you can change something for the positive… yet knowing that if you do, that single event could change everything, with no guarantee if it’s for better or worse.

DAMON: I like to think that things happen for a reason; can’t tamper with destiny.

BONNIE: I agree. We need to find a way to go back, fast. Every second we are here we risk tipping the domino piece…

DAMON: Okay, throwing some ideas out there. Doesn’t Grams’ grimoire have a very powerful divination spell?

BONNIE: It does…

DAMON: What if you used it to try and see into the future? Let’s say, a certain day, time, and month in Mystic Falls… Maybe that could work as a reference to be able to get us back? Nah, forget I said that, that’s crazy, right?

BONNIE: It is crazy, but what do we ever do that isn’t? I say we give it a shot, it’s not like we have a guidebook on how to time travel. This time, we’ll follow your very keen intuition and fly like normal people.

DAMON: Well, first-class, so maybe not so normal. Better yet, I’ll compel us a private jet!

BONNIE: Thank you…

DAMON: Always the best for my Bon-Bon!

BONNIE: No, not that. I mean, yes, thanks for that too. But, thank you for insisting you come with me. I’m glad I lost that game. 

DAMON: I can’t do this anymore…

BONNIE: Do what?

DAMON: I cheated, okay! And Kai was in on it… So, technically, you didn’t lose…

BONNIE: (Smirks) I know, I just wanted you to admit it out loud. Monopoly is my thing; stick to Tetris next time. But, seriously, thank you…

DAMON: “We ride together, we die together.”

BONNIE: Bad homes for life… (kisses him).

DAMON: What do you say, if before we go, we have a night out on the town? Do some touring, have a nice dinner, find us a luxury hotel to spend the night. We’re already here, might as well make the best of it. We can fly to the States tomorrow… What do you think?

BONNIE: I think, I love the way you think…

Cut to – Present day, Munich University, the Faculty lab. After days of staying away, Veritas/Greyson finally goes to see Elena.

 ELENA: (Looking tired, weak, and somewhat out of it. Veritas’s constant mind games seem to be taking a toll on her) Dad? Is that really you?

VERITAS/GREYSON: My baby girl, I’m so sorry about all of this. I’m going to get you out of here, I promise.

ELENA: Why are they doing this to me?

VERITAS/GREYSON: I know it seems harsh, but it’s for your own good, trust me.

ELENA: They told me you weren’t authorized to visit. I asked them to call you, but they wouldn’t.

VERITAS/GREYSON: I have my connections. Had to pull some strings, but there was no way they were going to keep me away from you.

ELENA: They think I might be sick, but I’m fine! There’s no reason for them to keep me here!

VERITAS/GREYSON: It’s just protocol, nothing to be afraid of. They want to make sure you are safe; can’t take any risks. They promised me they would let you go after the isolation period, and if you continue to show no symptoms and your test results are fine. Hang in there, kiddo, won’t be much longer.

ELENA: I did it, dad…

VERITAS/GREYSON: You sure did, and I’m so proud of you.

ELENA: Why did it react like that, though?

VERITAS/GREYSON: Must’ve been something in your blood. Trial and error, kid, that’s what Science is all about.

ELENA: Do you know what they did to the formula?

VERITAS/GREYSON: They told me it was destroyed. It’s probably for the best.

ELENA: Probably… Dad…

VERITAS/GREYSON: Yes?

ELENA: I know you fought hard to get me into the program, and that you’re proud that I’m following in your footsteps, but I’m not sure this is really for me.

VERITAS/GREYSON: I understand…

ELENA: I wanted to honor your legacy, but I think I lost track of who I am along the way. I’m so sorry…

VERITAS/GREYSON: Don’t be. The most important thing is to be true to yourself; after that, you can figure out the rest.

ELENA: I know it may seem like a step backwards, but I want to go home. Take some time off, and figure out what I really want to do with my life.

VERITAS/GREYSON: Of course; and I’ll be proud of you, no matter what you decide. All I want, all I’ve ever wanted, is to see you happy.

ELENA: I really thought I was, but I’m not. I want to be close to my friends, to Jeremy… Maybe even try to win Damon back…

VERITAS/GREYSON: Damon?

ELENA: He was my boyfriend, and I loved him.

VERITAS/GREYSON:  But, isn’t he with Bonnie now?

ELENA: (Laughs) What!? No! They hate each other! And even if by some miracle they ever managed to tolerate one another, Bonnie would never do that to me; she knows he’s the love of my life.

VERITAS/GREYSON: (Clearly realizing he has affected her mind more than he thought) What medications are they giving you?

ELENA: None, that I’m aware of. Unless they’re putting it in my food… Why?

VERITAS/GREYSON: I just want to make sure they aren’t giving you anything weird… Listen, kiddo, I have to go, before they come and drag me out by force.

ELENA: Will you come see me tomorrow?

VERITAS/GREYSON: If they let me, I’ll be here. Stay strong, kid. Like I promised, I will get you out of here soon, and once I do, I’ll make sure you get anything you want.

ELENA: I love you, dad.

VERITAS/GREYSON: I love you too.

Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Grams’ house front yard. Damon and Bonnie are hiding behind a bush, figuring out their game plan.

 DAMON: So, what’s the plan, Bon?

BONNIE: Kidnap the grimoire, go to the woods, do the spell, bring it back; and pray this works…

DAMON: You sure your Grams isn’t home?

BONNIE: Her car isn’t in the driveway, and she should still be at work. I’ll be in and out in no time.

DAMON: I’ll stay here and keep an eye.

BONNIE: (Kisses him) Wish me luck… (she goes inside the house and makes her way to the attic, where Grams keeps her grimoire. A few minutes later, a blue Toyota Prius pulls into the driveway).

DAMON: (To himself) Oh, shit… (head messages Bonnie) Mayday, Mayday! Someone just pulled into the driveway!

BONNIE: Is it Grams?

DAMON: Not sure, give me a sec to see who gets out… (a 17 year old Bonnie gets out of the car). Holy shit!

BONNIE: What’s going on?! Is it her?

DAMON: No…

BONNIE: Then, who??

DAMON: It’s… you!

BONNIE: What!!!! What the hell am I doing here!! I’m supposed to be at school!! Quick, you need to stall me!

DAMON: Don’t you think your 17 year-old self will freak out if a random stranger walks up to her?

BONNIE: Pretend you’re a Jehovah’s witness.

DAMON: Bon, have you seen me?

BONNIE: Yeah, forget that, go with salesman.

DAMON: What am I selling?

BONNIE: I don’t know, just wing it.

DAMON: Okay, wish me luck… (he approaches Bonnie) Hey there…

BONNIE: (Cautious) Can I help you?

DAMON: Yes, I’m…I’m… (completely taken with the encounter, he gazes at her in amazement) Wow… (pauses for a moment) You… You… You are so beautiful… How did I not fall in love with you sooner?

BONNIE: (Slowly reaches into her handbag and swiftly takes out a can of pepper spray) Perv!!!!! (Sprays his eyes, runs back to her car and drives away).

DAMON: (Rubbing his eyes in pain) Ahhhh!! This stings worse than vervain!!

BONNIE: (Head messages him) What’s going on?! I heard you scream.

DAMON: Your past-self just pepper sprayed me, Bon-Bon!!

BONNIE: Well, you probably did something to deserve it, perv…

DAMON: All I did was call you beautiful!

BONNIE: A complete stranger approaches a 17 year old girl and tells her she’s beautiful. How you think I was gonna react?! You should’ve stuck to the sales pitch…

DAMON: You caught me off guard, wasn’t expecting to react like that. Plus, you were wearing your cheerleading uniform, can’t blame me. 

BONNIE: (Smirks) ‘Kay, coming down the stairs now, be with you in a sec.

DAMON: (Keeps rubbing his eyes; talking to himself) I just gave her a compliment, no need to get violent! (Bonnie comes out, joins him).

BONNIE: (Laughs) Ooh, I got you good! I knew there was a reason for carrying that around.

DAMON: Ha-ha, Bon-Bon. Those things should require a license!

BONNIE: Oh, come on. It can’t be that bad… (keeps laughing).

DAMON: It is! I think I might go blind…

BONNIE: You’re such a drama-queen, it’s just a little pepper. You should be fine in no time.

DAMON: Why were you so mean!

BONNIE: A girl should know how to defend herself. But it’s sweet that you got all nervous (kisses him). 

Okay, let’s move; we want to be back in time before Grams comes home.  

DAMON: Definitely don’t want to run into her!

Cut to – Present day, the Salvatore mansion cottage. Edward, Matt, and Kai are talking.

 KAI: I knew there was something off about that night; can’t believe that prick Houdinied us!

EDWARD: That’s his thing, but I have him under control; for now. I know you don’t remember the work you did with them, but I have some files I want you to see, maybe that can help refresh your memory? Or at least help us figure out exactly how these things work, and how they can be stopped.

KAI: Sure, I’ll take a look, but I insist, my future-self is right. The best way to get rid of them for good, is to destroy their energy source.

MATT: We’ve been through this; we’re not doing that.  

KAI: You only voted against it because of Halo. You know, those things can be addictive.

MATT: (Mocking) Apparently, so can plaid shirts.

KAI: You’re one to talk; have you seen the way you dress?

EDWARD: Gentleman, can we focus here, please.

KAI: (Logs into his computer) Okay, what am I looking for? (Edward gives him a paper with a link and an access code. He gets into the files). This is some Frankenstein shit…

MATT: What is it?

KAI: Let me put it this way; imagine Ultron, Wolverine, and Magneto mixed in one.

MATT: What the hell are you talking about?

KAI: Seriously? You don’t get the reference? Huh, always figured you for a comic geek. Anyway, think Robocop, Rambo, and Terminator.

MATT: That’s far worse than Unit 1…

EDWARD: Much worse. What you saw was nothing compared to what they have now.

MATT: No thanks to Kai!

KAI: Hey! The mind-freak made me do that, don’t blame shame! (Looking at one of the files, perturbed) This is disturbing…

EDWARD: What did you find?

KAI: This file was hidden from the server… It’s CCTV footage from some kind of bunker… (Edward and Matt take a look).

MATT: (Disgusted) What the hell…

EDWARD: I think it’s best you turn it off. Judging from what Darius told me, we really don’t want to see that.

KAI: What is this?

EDWARD: One of Darius’s experiments. He altered a formula Dr. Gilbert had created for the Munich Project some years back; in hopes of making an ultimate weapon.

KAI: Against vampires?

EDWARD: Not sure against what, to be honest. I don’t even think he knows himself. He tested it on vampires, humans, witches, werewolves…

KAI: Sick bastard.

MATT: Wait; did you say Munich Project? As in Munich University?

EDWARD: Yes.

KAI: Isn’t that the school Elena goes to?

MATT: It is…

EDWARD: Then I suggest you tell her to get out as soon as possible.

MATT: It’s a university program, from a prestigious university; I doubt something like that would be going on.  

EDWARD: That place is anything but a university. You need to warn your friend.

Cut to – Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009, somewhere in the middle of the woods. Bonnie has set everything up for the spell. She places herself at the center of an all-seeing eye symbol she has carved on the dirt. She begins to chant.

CHANT:

Ignem accende, lumen accende, Visio pura veniat ad me.

Aquam tam lucidam videat mens mea.

Terra tam firma mihi dona tuam praesentiam.

Spiro in aere da mihi essentiam tuam

 Medium mico et medium musca

Pervenio ad te, oculus meus interior

Ostende quid nunc cupio,

Per lodiculam vel picem vel ignem.

 Her eyes turn completely white, and she goes into some sort of trance. 

After a moment, she falls on her back, and lies motionless for a couple of seconds. Then, she abruptly breathes-in heavily, and opens her eyes.

 DAMON: (Vamps to her) Bon? You okay?

BONNIE: I’m fine…

DAMON: Are you sure? Freaked me out for a moment there.

BONNIE: That was intense…

DAMON: What did you see?

BONNIE: At first it was random flashes, with no real sequence or coherence. Then, one really strange vision, in slow motion, which also didn’t make much sense. The only thing I was certain about, is that it was when we were in the prison world, ‘cause I know for a fact it was 1994. Then, extremely fast flashes, which I couldn’t even interpret, then suddenly it felt as if time had stopped. I saw our home…and in a blink of an eye I saw us in the tub. At one moment, I glimpsed at the clock… Now we have an exact date, time, and location coordinates; I think we can pull this off… Granted we’ll be going back to a few hours before we actually did the jump, but that’s good enough. As long as we do the exact thing we did, right up until the moment of the jump, it should be as if nothing ever happened… Or I hope.

DAMON: You are amazing… (kisses her. Things start to heat up).

BONNIE: We still have a couple of hours before Grams gets back from work. Ever done it in the middle of the woods after a divination spell?

DAMON: Have to say, that’s a no for me… Hey! Have you?

BONNIE: (Teasing) I don’t kiss and tell (winks. They make love).

Cut to – Present day, Enzo’s cabin. Enzo is on his couch playing his guitar. Soon after, Silas walks in.

 ENZO: So… Did you do it?

SILAS: When the clock strikes midnight, we’ll find out.

ENZO: On other matters, I thought you said you would be getting your own place.

SILAS: I am, be patient. In the meantime, want some bourbon, roomie?

ENZO: (Puts up a glass of bourbon) One step ahead of you.

SILAS: (As he serves himself a bourbon) You know, I have to say, Enzo, I admire your resilience.

ENZO: Is that so?

SILAS: After all the torture and suffering you have endured throughout your existence, you continue to hang on, in hopes that one day you will finally find love. Don’t get me wrong, I know you and Bonnie loved each other very much; but somehow, tragedy always seems to follow you.  

ENZO: And you had to bring me back to remind me of the fact…

SILAS: I did, at first. But I must admit, you’ve grown on me. Maybe this is your chance to finally find what you’re looking for.

ENZO: I did find it, and I lost it.

SILAS: You know what they say; when you love something, let it FLY. If it’s yours, it will fly back, if it doesn’t, it wasn’t yours to begin with.

ENZO: You completely massacred that quote, but, I get your point. And, for the record, I’ve been finding you a little more tolerable as the days pass.

SILAS: Told you, it was just a matter of time! (Someone knocks) Will you look at that, right on time… Looks like I still got it; might be a good idea to start charging for my services. (Walks to the door and opens it) Qetsiyah, as I live and breathe. Well, look at you! You haven’t aged a day!

QETSIYAH: What am I doing here, Silas.

SILAS: (Sarcastic) Would you believe me if I told you I wanted a second chance?

QETSIYAH: You are supposed to be dead…

SILAS: So are you, love; but you know how these things work.

QETSIYAH: I’m only going to ask you one last time, what the hell is going on?

SILAS: Well, technically, that wasn’t your initial question, so I get a freebie. (Qetsiyah tries to use her powers against him) Oh, yeah, minor detail. I put those on a time-out for a while. Give you some time to assimilate, settle in, and relax.

QETSIYAH: Silas! I swear I will send you back to wherever it is you came back from, and put you down for good this time!

SILAS: Oh, come on, love. How long are we going to do this? You really need to let it go. Holding on to so much hate is not good for the soul. Now, why don’t you come in, have a bourbon with us, and I promise I will answer all of your questions.

QETSIYAH: Who is us?

SILAS: It’s not Amara, pinky swear (leads her inside). I’m not sure if you two ever met, but just in case. Qetsiyah, meet Enzo St. John, your former something in-law…  

QETSIYAH: I know who he is, and the question as to why he is here is not in my priorities. So, serve me a bourbon, and start answering what I ask you.

SILAS: Feisty! Some things never change…

Cut to – The Mikaelson mansion. After compelling Pietro, they are still trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together.

 KLAUS: We may have more information about our origin, but I still can’t sleep at night. We need to hear it from the source. I say we go pay Veritas a visit.

ABBY: Klaus, you promised you would let it go.

KLAUS: I’m sorry, love; but you should know by now; I make a lot of promises I don’t keep.

ABBY: (Clearly upset) Klaus…

REBEKAH: I have to agree with her, Nik. Enough is enough. We found out what we could, it’s time to move on.

ELIJAH: Some things are better left unknown, brother.

KOL: And you found out what you really wanted to know. Can’t kill him unless you want to kill us all.

KLAUS: What is wrong with all of you?! This is not the Mikaelson family I know! Surrendering, not putting up a fight?! What has become of you?

FREYA: One thing is for sure; we’re done with your need for control.

KLAUS: How is wanting to know the truth need for control?!

ELIJAH: Because, when it comes to you, brother, it’s never enough… 

MARCEL: And that’s what makes it dangerous.

KLAUS: (Laughs in disbelief) Are you hearing yourselves?! This is absurd!!

DANAE: Dear, you know I love you; we all do. But you also know we are right…

KLAUS: Wow… Maybe I should have expected that reaction from them; but from you? Consider me staggered.

ELIJAH: Niklaus, you really need to let this go. We had a deal; we did what we could. Now it’s time to go back and focus on what’s to come.

KLAUS: The once great Elijah Mikaelson, succumbing to conformity. I’d never thought I’d see the day.

KOL: Oh, don’t be so dramatic, Nik. Seriously, you should have considered being a soap opera actor, you would’ve been one of the greats, no doubt.

KLAUS: (Lashes-out and holds him by the neck) Listen to me, you little…

ABBY: Klaus!! Stop it!! Pull yourself together! What the hell is wrong with you!

KLAUS: (Lets go of Kol) Well, love… It appears that I’ve missed judged… Now, if you all excuse me, I’m going for a walk.

KOL: (Mocking) Try to wag your tail while you’re at it!

Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Grams’ house. Bonnie is in the attic putting the grimoire back. Damon is hiding in the bushes keeping an eye.

 BONNIE: (Head messaging Damon) You’re not going to believe what I found hidden up here!

DAMON: (Teasing) A chest full of Grams’ sex toys?

BONNIE: (Laughs) You really have a problem, you know that, right?

DAMON: One’s problem is another’s solution, Bon.

BONNIE: True… Anyway, it’s not that, but, maybe close? She has a shoe box filled with memorabilia from her and la Bruja… And some are definitely within the triple X category.

DAMON: I knew Grams had her kink! Hold on to some of those, we can use them as leverage whenever she comes back to haunt us.

BONNIE: Already have the worst tucked away safely in my pocket. Is the coast clear to make my exit?

DAMON: As clear as the winter skies, Bon-Bon (Bonnie makes her way downstairs. As she’s about to open the front door, she hears a familiar voice…)

SHEILA: Bonnie Sheila Bennett, you are in a world of trouble, young lady!

BONNIE: (Turns around, bordering on a full-blown nervous attack. If anyone can figure out what’s really going on, it’s her) Grams??!!! What are you doing here??!!

SHEILA: I should be the one asking you that.

BONNIE: (Winging it) What do you mean? I live here now, why wouldn’t I be here?

SHEILA: No, you don’t. And you know perfectly well what I’m talking about. You’re playing with fire, Bonnie.

BONNIE: (Thinking she has been figured out) You know…

SHEILA: Of course I know! I always know!

BONNIE: I was just trying to get to Germany without being tracked, make sure Elena was alright. Never thought that trying to jump there would lead to time travelling…

SHEILA: Just as I suspected…

BONNIE: Right?! I mean, teleportation is one thing, but time travelling?! Honestly, Grams, I’m mind-blown!

SHEILA: How long?

BONNIE: It’s the first time, I swear. It was so unexpected.

SHEILA: Where did you get it from?

BONNIE: No idea. I figure it has something to do with the source.

SHEILA: This is much worse than I thought…

BONNIE: It’s not that bad, Grams. I think I’m figuring it out. Could be really cool once I learn how to control it.

SHEILA: Come, sit with me… (she leads her into the living room, they sit down on the couch). Listen, Bonnie, when your mother was about your age, she went through the same thing. Sometimes, those types of things can be hereditary. Although I can assure you, she did not get that from me.  

BONNIE: Grams, I know we Bennett witches are strong, but I really don’t think time travelling is in our power stats… Pretty sure that came when I merged with the source.

SHEILA: Okay, I’m only going to say this once, kid. You know I’ll do anything for you, but I don’t do jail.

BONNIE: (Teasing) I can always use a good-old cloaking trick for a prison break, Grams. Nothing to worry about.

SHEILA: (Now very upset) Enough! I’m calling your father. And trust me, I’ll find your mother and get her butt back here too. I’m taking you to rehab whether you like it or not.

BONNIE: Rehab?! Grams, what are you talking about? I thought you…

SHEILA: Well, you thought wrong! I’ll never be one of those “cool” grandma besties. My job is not to be your friend, my job is to guide, love, and care for you. So don’t come to me with this progressive bullshit.

BONNIE: (Laughs) Oh, my god, you think I’m on drugs??!!!!! Grams, you got this all wrong!!

SHEILA: Yeah, that’s the same thing your mother told me. Ain’t buying that again! So you’ll do as I say. Go to your room, no cellphone, internet, or anything, and wait there till I come get you. Understood?

BONNIE: I’m not on drugs, Grams! I time travelled from 2021, came here to find a way to get back.

SHEILA: Ain’t got a clue what you’re on, but they didn’t make drugs like that back in my day. Oh, and the neighbor told me about your visit earlier, and how you attacked a salesman. Cutting school, attacking people; you better get your act together, young lady, or I’ll take you to a place much worse than jail. Now, go to your room!

BONNIE: (Walks upstairs, head messages Damon)  Thought you said the coast was clear!

DAMON: It is. No car in the driveway, no one has walked to the door.

BONNIE: She probably came in through the back door…

DAMON: Wait, you saw Grams?!

BONNIE: Yep, and apparently I’m grounded for doing drugs.

DAMON: What?!

BONNIE: Hilarious story, I’ll tell you once we’re in the clear.

DAMON: So, what now?

BONNIE: I’ll cloak myself out when she’s distracted. Oops, feel so bad for my past-self, she’s ‘bout to star in a very bad episode of  “Euphoria.” Just wait till Grams tells my dad about this…

Cut to – Present day, Akumal, Mexico. La Bruja comes out of a Temazcal hut, followed by a Shaman; both looking exhausted. 

 LA BRUJITA: ¿Qué paso? ¿La pudo encontrar?

LA BRUJA: Sí…

LA BRUJITA: ¿Y?

LA BRUJA: Ya no hay marcha atrás...

LA BRUJITA: ¿Le vas a decir a Sheila?

LA BRUJA: Ella ya lo sabe.

LA BRUJITA: ¿Y Darius? Sigue insistiendo…

LA BRUJA: No te preocupes, hija. Pronto, también la encontrará…

 Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Somewhere in the middle of the woods.

 DAMON: Well, it’s been a hell of a ride, Bon-Bon. Might’ve freaked out there for a moment or two, but I think we had a blast.

BONNIE: We sure did… (reaches her hand out) Ready to go home?

DAMON: (Takes her hand) I am home…

BONNIE: Wait… (Hands him a Dramamine tablet) Just in case… (she opens a portal, and off they go again).

 Cut to - Gram’s house, later that evening. A 17-year old Bonnie walks in, not expecting to find her Grams and her father waiting for her in the living room; and visibly very upset.

 BONNIE: (Confused about the scenario, especially with her father being there) Grams? Dad? What’s going on? Did something happen?

GRAMS: You know very well what happened, drop the act.

BONNIE: Is this about the perv I attacked earlier? I took care of it, but the Police really need to do a better job patrolling. Thank god I had that pepper spray you gave me, Grams!

MR. BENNETT: Bonnie, this stops now. We’re taking you to rehab whether you want to or not.

BONNIE: Rehab!!??? What??!! I’m not on drugs!

MR. BENNETT: We’ll let the experts decide that. (Throws her a bag) We already packed for you. I don’t want to hear another word come out of your mouth.

BONNIE: But this is ridiculous! I’m not doing drugs!

MR. BENNETT: I said not a word! One more peep out’ a you and your Grandmother will lock you up in a real prison! Now, move!

 Cut to – May 10th, 1994. Damon and Bonnie are still holding hands, with their eyes shut. After a few seconds, they open them, and find themselves standing in the middle of the woods. They know for a fact they’re not still in 2009, all the spell artifacts are gone.  

 DAMON: Uhm, Bon… I thought you said we would be going back to our bath time?

BONNIE: Yeah, this is weird… Maybe we missed it by a second or two? Should be fine, though. We don’t have our cellphones, so they can’t track us. We can just walk home; it’s not far from here…

TVD 10x07 - May 10th, 1994. Coming up next! 

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Y/n, late at night: *flips through channels on TV*

Loki, walking in: *smiles cheerfully* Hi love.

Y/n: *continues staring at the TV*

Loki, stepping a bit closer: You coming to bed? It’s awfully late.

Y/n: *shrugs*

Y/n: Maybe later.

Loki: *sits down next to you* Can’t sleep?

Y/n: *sighs* No. I can’t.

Loki, turning his head to face you: Bad day?

Y/n, biting your lower lip: Yeah.

Y/n: *shakily sighs* You could say it was bad.

Loki: *tilts his head* Care to tell me about it?

Y/n: I don’t really feel like talking about it.

Loki: That’s fine...

Loki: *delicately wraps his arm around your shoulder* How about this? Is this alright?

Y/n: *places your head against his shoulder* Yeah, this is good.

Loki: *smiles slightly* May I sing you a lullaby? To help ease your troubled mind?

Y/n: *nods*

Loki, singing softly: ‘You are my sunshine... my only sunshine...’

Y/n: *snuggles against his shoulder*

Loki: ‘You make me happy when skies are grey...’

Y/n: *places a hand against his chest*

Loki, gently taking your hand in his: ‘You’ll never know dear, how much I love you-

Y/n: *whispers* ‘Please don’t take my...

Y/n, yawning: *snuggles even closer* ...sunshine... away.’

Loki: *kisses the top of your head* Goodnight, my sunshine.

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TVD 10x05 - The Devil You Know. Enjoy! =)

Stonehenge, England. Sometime around the first century; an ancient Druid ceremony. A triad of the most powerful witches at the time are standing outside the structure, forming a perfect triangle. In the middle, stands Veritas Dracul. As the blood moon rises to a full splendor, the witches begin to chant.

WITCHES CHANT:

O dea tenebris

mater immortalibus

puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur

mea lux vestra absorbere

 Liceat mihi locus ad tenebras

sicut ex utero immortales

filios tuos in ulnis

quibus invocaverit te frater

 O lunae lumen

puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur

me duce tenebris sunt

i ita erit renatu

 Veritas takes a chalice filled with the witches’ blood, raises it in offering and drinks from it. His eyes turn completely black, blood tears dripping from his cheeks. The witches chant louder and louder. At the most cathartic moment of the ceremony, he takes a dagger and stabs himself in the heart, instantly falling to the ground. He lies there, lifeless, covered in blood. A herd of crows begin to circle his body, the numbers increasing by the second, until his body is completely hidden with their presence. The witches, now levitating, are in a trance-like state, chanting franticly as the crows cawing overshadows their incantation. A dense fog covers the creatures, as if protecting them from any disturbance. Suddenly, absolute silence. The fog slowly dissipates, revealing the presence of a breathtaking woman wearing a crown with a crescent moon.

The witches, still levitating, seem to be in deep sleep; the crows now standing peacefully on the stone structures. The woman approaches the lifeless body and gently takes it in her arms. She begins to hum, emitting a hypnotic sound, like a siren call. Soon after, another woman appears and walks towards them, spellbound. The woman kisses Veritas’s lips; moments later, he abruptly opens his eyes, his veins irradiating from the blood flow. 

He’s agitated and scared, she caresses his cheek to sooth him into the transition. She then withdraws, and offers the dazed woman’s neck for his taking. The blood pumping from her jugular is an irresistible sight to him. He hasn’t even touched her, and he can already savor her blood. He moistens his lips with his tongue, and without further hesitation, sinks his fangs into her neck, draining every drop of blood within seconds. His transition, now complete. 

The woman smiles, kisses his forehead, and with a second breeze of heavy fog, disappears along with the crows. 

The witches wake, and slowly descend to their original position. Veritas bows and kneels upon them, in utter respect and gratitude for the gift they have granted him.

 Whether a blessing or a curse, it had been done. A new supernatural species had been created, and a new unnatural species of its own, vampirism. Veritas Dracul, once one of the most powerful psychics in the world, was now the first psychic vampire in existence.

Cut to – Present day, the Bamon home master bathroom. Damon and Bonnie are taking a bath.

 DAMON: I have to admit, I thought our little rendezvous would inevitably end up in a blood bath, or at least with some casualties. We did good!

BONNIE: Guess a common purpose helps keep the ego in place. I’m worried though…

DAMON: I know many of them are not the most trustworthy, but I really think we’re all on the same page.

BONNIE: It’s not that, it’s Elena. Care and I have been trying to reach her for a while now, and nothing. It’s not like her to keep out of contact for so long.

DAMON: She’s probably busy with school.

BONNIE: Still, something doesn’t feel right, and knowing where this is heading, I don’t think it’s a good sign. Maybe we should go check on her…

DAMON: It’s not like she’s a drive away, and we have our hands full here. Are you sure?

BONNIE: I could try to teleport. Test how far I can take this power.

DAMON: That could be dangerous, Bon. You don’t know how it works yet. I think it’s best to take it one jump at a time, and this is a big one.

BONNIE: I’ll never know if I don’t try it. I mean, I did it in Vegas.

DAMON: You were plastered and incredibly lucky that nothing happened. With everything that’s going on, it might not be a good time to experiment. If we’re gonna do this, let’s do it the old fashion way.

BONNIE: They’ll track us for sure if we do. I don’t think there’s another option.

DAMON: In that case, I’m coming with you.

BONNIE: You said it yourself, I still don’t know how this works for long distances. I don’t think taking anyone along with me is a good idea.

DAMON: If anything goes wrong I rather we’re together, than risk you being stuck somewhere alone.

BONNIE: And I rather not be responsible for something happening to you, if it does go wrong.

DAMON: I’ll take the risk. Sorry, Bon, but I’m not backing down on this.

BONNIE: Neither am I…

DAMON: Are we having our first lover’s quarrel?

BONNIE: Seems like it.

DAMON: We’re both very hard-headed; we’ll see who gets their way.

BONNIE: Want to put some money on that?

DAMON: Bon, come on. Let’s not do this. Ride or die, remember? You jump, I jump.

BONNIE: Okay; let’s conciliate. We’ll leave it up to chance. One game of Monopoly, whoever wins decides.

DAMON: You got yourself a deal (they shake hands).

BONNIE: Huh, not bad for a first fight.

DAMON: (Proud) Not bad at all.

BONNIE: Make up sex?

DAMON: (Mischievous smirk) I love the way you think… (they kiss, and you know… 😉)

Cut to – The Powell mansion. Edward and Tamara are in the study.

 TAMARA: I think it’s best you don’t return. Augustus said something could go wrong if you two were in the same place.

EDWARD: It was so uncanny…

TAMARA: I can only imagine. Seeing your child-self, and knowing it’s not really you, must be rather confusing.  

EDWARD: More like disturbing. But not going back is not an option. It’s much worse than I thought. They need to be shut down, and those things destroyed.

TAMARA: “Those things”? You speak of them as if they had no thoughts or feelings of their own. If they are anything like me, I can assure you, they do.

EDWARD: They are nothing like you, trust me.

TAMARA: Would you destroy me?

EDWARD: If you had asked me that a few months ago, my answer would’ve been yes. But now,  after everything we’ve been through, I couldn’t hurt you.

TAMARA: Do you really mean that? You know I come with a lie detector.

EDWARD: Then you should know I mean it. But I can’t say the same thing for mini-me.

TAMARA: (Smiles) I never really liked him. Augustus might have thought he did an impeccable job programming him, but I always knew he was not you.

EDWARD: He could have fooled me for a second there. The way he looked at me… as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.

TAMARA: We might be able to process information at incredible speeds, but we can’t read minds.

EDWARD: Wouldn’t be surprised if those things can.

TAMARA: I insist, it’s not safe for you to go back. We need a change of plan. Release Darius, have him do the dirty work for us.

EDWARD: I would need to have something on him to make sure he does exactly what I tell him.

TAMARA: You’re the only one that can kill him for good; that should be enough to ensure he does.

EDWARD: It’s not that simple. I can’t always control my thoughts when I get like that. I didn’t even know I could do that until The Madame broke the block and I started remembering.

TAMARA: You are stronger than you give yourself credit for. The more I get to know you, the more I’m convinced you are your own worst enemy.

EDWARD: I suppose that’s what makes me human.

TAMARA: I suppose it is…

EDWARD: Maybe it’s time I came out of my cave. We could use Mayor Donovan’s help on this.

TAMARA: How can he help?

EDWARD: The prosthetic eye my father implanted in him. I am not sure what it can do, but you can figure it out.

TAMARA: Even if I can, how would that serve our purpose?

EDWARD: I have a feeling my father was testing something when he did that. What if he encrypted information in the prothesis code?

TAMARA: It’s unlikely. Knowing your father, he would never intentionally program a loophole into something he could not control.

EDWARD: You are evidence that he would.

TAMARA: I outsmarted him, which was an obvious outcome, but Matthew Donovan is a human. The probabilities of your father encoding valuable information into an unsecure source are 0.009%.      

EDWARD: And it’s because of that that it’s genius. Think about it, it would be the perfect place to hide information.

TAMARA: Your assumption may be assertive. However, I don’t trust anyone besides you to execute the plan accordingly.

EDWARD: You are willing to trust Darius.

TAMARA: No; I’m willing for him to take the fall, should anything go wrong.    

Cut to – Munich, Germany. Veritas’s mansion underground vault. He’s holding a black box, very similar to the one Elena found with the original serum. He places it in a safe which is equipped with a freezer system. Soon after, Lucinda walks in, holding a glass of wine.

 VERITAS: Love, how many times have I told you not to come in here, unless I invite you to.

LUCINDA: Forgive me, my dear. I was feeling rather lonely. It won’t happen again.

VERITAS: Well, now that you are here, I’d like to show you something. Come with me… (he leads her into a room filled with ancient artifacts).

LUCINDA: (Amazed with the grandiosity of the place) Darling, this is breathtaking! She approaches one of the showcases, which holds a very ancient chalice). My god… is this it?

VERITAS: It is. I like to come here from time to time and admire it. Be reminded of the gift I was granted, and worship the kind souls that thought me worthy of such.

LUCINDA: As I worship you for sharing it with me.

VERITAS: Your loyalty deserved rewarding.

LUCINDA: And you, a devoted life companion.

VERITAS: That will no longer suffice.

LUCINDA: What do you mean, love?

VERITAS: However strong, we are not unassailable.

LUCINDA: We are immortal, of course we are.

VERITAS: How many vampires have we killed? We may be less vulnerable to death, but we are by no means immortals.

LUCINDA: Still, we are Gods among men. Perhaps having a way out of this world is not such a bad thing. Who knows, one day we may grow tired, or feel utterly alone…  

VERITAS: You speak nonsense. True power only comes with immortality. That is what makes a God.

LUCINDA: We can only be grateful for what we have, and resign to the desire of what we don’t.

VERITAS: The woman I fell in love with used to be much more ambitious than that. The worst sign of weakness is resignation.

LUCINDA: Or the best sign of wisdom.

VERITAS: (Laughs) I think that wine has gotten to your head, love. Maybe you should take to rest. I have some matters to attend to. I need my privacy.

LUCINDA: You promised me we would make love tonight. You haven’t touched me in days.

VERITAS: Desire is not a thing to be forced. If you grow impatient, satisfy yourself, my dear. Have a good night (kisses her, she walks away).

Cut to – Munich, Germany; the Faculty lab. Elena has been locked down for days now. The military medical staff have her under close observation.

 MILITARY DOCTOR: (Through an intercom) Miss. Gilbert, are you presenting any symptoms today?

ELENA: Same as the days before, nothing! I’m telling you, I’m fine! Can you please get my father here?

MILITARY DOCTOR: As we have told you before, that is not possible. Only authorized personnel is allowed.

ELENA: Can you at least contact him, let him know what’s happening!?

MILITARY DOCTOR: We’re not authorized to do that.

ELENA: This has to be illegal! What the hell is wrong with you people! You can’t keep me locked up in here like some lab rat!

MILITARY DOCTOR: I assure you, we can (slides a tray of food and water through a door hatch). Push the panic button if you present any type of symptoms, or feel strange (he leaves).  

ELENA: (Banging on the glass door) Let me out of here! Let me out of here! I swear I’ll sue the shit out of this school, this lab; the whole country if I have to!

Cut to – One of the operating theatres in the school. Sam and Alex are performing a practice autopsy.

 ALEX: Isn’t your sweetheart supposed to be in this class? Or did she completely change her schedule to avoid us.  

SAM: I doubt it; she loves this class. She wasn’t in Biotech either. Something feels off. All these strange things that are happening can’t be a coincidence, right?

ALEX: Who knows, but that thing with the search results sure was suspicious as fuck.

SAM: You’re the conspiracy theorist, any theories?

ALEX: (Teasing) Well, I’m not saying it’s aliens… but it’s aliens.  

SAM: Come on, man, I’m serious! This shit is not normal. Also, I’ve been having some brain fog, struggling to remember simple things. I feel like everything before New Year’s is somewhat of a blur...

ALEX:  You too, huh?

SAM: And I’ve been having these weird dreams about being with Elena, before I even met her. It’s messed up…

ALEX: (Teasing again) Maybe you two met in another life.

SAM: Can you drop the bullshit for once?

ALEX: Sorry, just playin’ around. But listen, if there is something going on, this is definitely not the place to talk about it. Let’s get some drinks tonight, outside campus, we’ll brainstorm.

Cut to – The Salvatore School, Alaric’s office. Radka, Ric, Iker, and Katherine are talking.

 RIC: I don’t know about you guys, but between the school and our “team-up” the other night; I’m a bit overwhelmed. That had to be the most bizarre meeting, ever.

KATHERINE: I for one, was more than entertained knowing that the so called “Originals” story, was a load of crap. Watching their ego shatter into pieces made it all worth it. Talk about karma!

IKER: Yeah, that was insane. All this time I’ve been freakin’ out about my sireline. For all I know, it’s none of them.

KATHERINE: Unfortunately for me, I’m stuck with Klaus.

RIC: If you think about it, it does make sense that the story was bullshit. Just one spell, from one witch, to create a whole new species? Pisses me off I didn’t even question it, or dug deeper.

RADKA: Didn’t the mother make you like some super original vampire? I’m so confused!

RIC: One of her ancestors was involved in the original spell, that’s probably why she could.

KATHERINE: Who cares! The point is that the Mikaelson’s were not the first ones. Ha-ha, bitches!

RADKA: Judging from this Veritas guy; it might have been better if they were.

KATHERINE: Not likely.

IKER: The thing that still ain’t very clear to me, is how we’re supposed to stop what Bonnie saw. Too many ideas were thrown around all over the place.

RIC: I’m not quite sure either. The only thing I know is that I agree with my future-self. Kai’s plan to shut it all off and practically go back to the stone age, is absolutely insane.  

RADKA: Would it really be that bad? We are overly dependent on technology, might do us some good.

IKER: Hell no! I love me my Fortnite!

KATHERINE: I had a perfectly good life before it, so all the same to me. But I’ll do anything to avoid being stuck in some bizarre 20’s memory with my archenemies. (Margo walks in, visibly upset).

MARGO: I’m glad you are enjoying a time out, but we have a problem.

RIC: What’s going on?

MARGO: My Magic-101 students are dead.

RIC: What?!!

MARGO: The classroom is a slotter house. Wonder who could be responsible for that?  

RIC: Margo, don’t jump to conclusions. It could’ve been a vampire student that lost control.

MARGO: And that’s comforting to you? Twelve students are dead!

RIC: I’m only asking that we don’t make assumptions until we know what happened.

MARGO: The blood bags, the dead rabbits, the “accident”… How long are your girls and Hope going to cover for him? Either he goes, or Sergei and I go. We tried, he’s a lost cause.  

RADKA: He’s a three year old child, how can you say that?!

MARGO: He’s no child. Who knows how long he’s been around. He’s killed more than twelve people, that we know of. How can you be fine with that!?

RADKA: I’m not; but if it was him; what he needs is help, not condemnation.

KATHERINE: (To Margo) I can understand you being clueless as to how vampirism works, but Sergei? Shame on him. All that kid needs is guidance, and with people like you around, clearly some survival skills.

MARGO: Don’t you dare talk to me about shame. You are the worst of them all.  

KATHERINE: Them, honestly? With your age and experience, it blows my mind that someone whose ancestors were burned at the stake would think like that. Let alone someone who is supposedly in love with one of us. I truly am intrigued as to what Sergei sees in you.

RIC: Guys, please, let’s calm down and figure this out. We’ve dealt with much worse. The whole purpose of this school lies on the hope that we can find a way for all of us to coexist as peacefully as possible.

MARGO: Well, it clearly failed. Sergei and I will be gone by the end of the day.

Cut to – The Mikaelson’s mansion living room.

 REBEKAH: Everything we believed to be real, turned out to be one of mother’s lies. I feel like such a fool.

KLAUS: Such a pity she is dead; I would have loved the pleasure of killing her all over again.

ELIJAH: Why deceive us? To what purpose?

KOL: You know mother, always had a direful sense of humor.

ABBY: Maybe she didn’t want you to know you came from such evil, and that’s why she rooted your story on her love for you. A mother can do just about anything to protect her children.

REBEKAH: That’s ironic, coming from you. Also, ridiculous.

FREYA: I’m actually not bothered by her lying. I’m more intrigued as to how our ancestors did it.

DANAE: Knowing the Bannion’s, we can be sure dark magic was involved.

KOL: It’s a Mikaelson witch signature mark as well, so I’m certain.  

ABBY: Bennett witches are known for earth magic; I’m genuinely surprised they would’ve been involved in something like this.

KLAUS: They have been tempted before, love.

MARCEL: Why do it, though? And why him?

ELIJAH: You of all people should know just how far the thirst of power can take us. It is in our nature to test the limits of what we can do.  

FREYA: I wonder which spell they used, and if there were more witches involved.

KOL: A triad of the right witches is more powerful than a hundred. I wouldn’t be surprised if they did it on their own.

MARCEL: And isn’t Veritas one of the most powerful psychics? I’m sure that helped too.

DANAE: Undoubtedly. He was probably one of their energy sources. My guess is that they used a triquetra. In ancient Celtic traditions it was used during rituals to represent the three stages of being: life, death, and rebirth. An extremely powerful symbol.

FREYA: Wasn’t it also used to summon Brigid, the Goddess of Healers? They may have taken a different approach and used it to summoned Selene. After all, she is known as the mother of all vampires…

REBEKAH: Isn’t she the moon goddess?

KLAUS: She is, love. (Turns to Freya)Your imagination is as vivid as mother’s, sister. But it’s nice to know you know your mythology.

DANAE: Our kind was thought to be a myth; some still do to this day. It’s not outside the realms of possibility.

KOL: We can spend all night theorizing about it. Fact is, we’ll never know; unless he tells us himself. 

 ELIJAH: I doubt he ever would. But judging from Bonnie’s vision, we know someone that could be forced to tell us…  

KLAUS: (Smirks) And that is why you are my favorite, brother.

REBEKAH: Emphasis on brother. Anyway, what makes you think Pietro knows what really happened? He could’ve made the whole thing up. Wouldn’t make a difference if we compelled it out of him.

KOL: He knows more than we do, that’s for sure. I say we give it a shot.

ABBY: I know this is important to you, but don’t you think we have other things to focus on right now? Like a pending apocalypse…

REBEKAH: Don’t be such a fatalist. You heard Bonnie, many of us survive.

ABBY: What she saw was only the beginning. Nobody knows who, or if, anyone makes it to the end.

REBEKAH: And if I don’t, I’d like to know exactly how we came to be, before it’s my time to go.

ABBY: All I’m saying is, let’s not lose our focus.

KLAUS: And we won’t, love. But we don’t have a defined plan yet. There is no harm in using this time for something of value. Doesn’t it bother you knowing that what you believed to be real was nothing but a farce?

ABBY: To be honest, no. But if it bothers you that much, and you think compelling Pietro to tell you what he knows will bring you closure, I’ll support you. Just as long as we stay on track.

KLAUS: We will. Who knows, maybe Pietro can give us more insight into Veritas, and his role  in all of this.

ELIJAH: Looks like we have ourselves a lovely plan. May the truth set us free (holds up a glass of bourbon) Cheers.

Cut to – The Powell’s mansion dungeon.

 DARIUS: I gave you everything you asked for; why am I still here?

EDWARD: There’s been a change of plans.

DARIUS: You gave me your word.

EDWARD: And I intend to keep it. But it’s going to take longer than I thought.  

DARIUS: Time is not in our favor. This goes way beyond those prototypes.

EDWARD: Care to elaborate? You keep saying things without saying anything.

DARIUS: I’ve been having visions, and you are right about something. Matt Donovan is a key component, but you’ll need someone as tech savvy as your father to crack the code.  

EDWARD: Do you know what it does?

DARIUS: From what I saw, your father encrypted the fountain code within the prosthesis.

EDWARD: What the hell is a fountain code?

DARIUS: Do I look like someone who would know? I’m just repeating what I saw. Whatever it is, it’s important. I’m sure Tamara knows, ask her.

EDWARD: As much as I trust her, she’s still one of them. If it’s something that can potentially imply a risk to her, she’ll make sure to destroy it.

DARIUS: Then I suggest you recruit Kai Parker. If anyone, he understands this tech, maybe even better than your father did. It was thanks to him that I was able to take the project to another level. Something I now deeply regret.

EDWARD: Anything else I should know about; from these visions of yours?

DARIUS: I made another terrible mistake.

EDWARD: Tell me something I don’t know.

DARIUS: Dr. Greyson’s original formula, I modified it; more like enhanced it. And I ended up making something much worse…

EDWARD: How worse, exactly?

DARIUS: I still don’t know the full spectrum of the potential affections. From my preliminary tests, I can say that reactions vary according to the species.

EDWARD: Go on…

DARIUS: In humans, the test subjects presented a severe autoimmune reaction, leading to antibody suppression, making them contract disease very easily, resulting in their death. On witches, it seemed to have affected their psyche. Some went insane, to a point of power overuse, also resulting in their death. Werewolves presented an inability to control their transformation, turned involuntary, regardless of the full moon. They had to be put down. As for vampires, it was not pretty. The serum put their immune system into overdrive, making them extremely bloodthirsty and violent. With higher doses, some went into such a frenzy that, in isolation, they ended up eating themselves.

EDWARD: Stop… This is heinous. Even for you. How could you?!

DARIUS: It wasn’t my intent for that to happen. I only wanted to make the formula stronger so we could have the ultimate weapon, should we ever need it one day.

EDWARD: I’ve heard that story before, it never ends well.

DARIUS: I know. That is why I will do anything in my power to revert what I have done.

EDWARD: There is no turning back from that.

DARIUS: There is. I know a way to fix everything.

EDWARD: And you think I would trust you after everything you’ve done?!

DARIUS: I’m not asking you to trust me; I’m asking you to trust Bonnie.

EDWARD: What does Bonnie have to do with this?

DARIUS: She’s the only one that can change what is to come, but she can’t do it alone.

EDWARD: You’ve done enough damage. Leave her out of this. Take responsibility for once, and find a way to fix this on your own.

DARIUS: Trust me, if I could, I would. But there is no other way.

EDWARD: We can destroy my father’s facility, the prototypes, your serum, everything. That would put a stop to this.

DARIUS: You are speaking as if you had never been part of the Liberatus. You know well that the order’s operations expand much further than that.

EDWARD: We’ll destroy them all.

DARIUS: (Laughs) You are being rather naive. I’m on the board, and not even I know how many there are. You used to be on the board as well, remember?

EDWARD: That’s a part of my life I wish to forget. Anyway, figure out a way to put an end to this; one that doesn’t involve Bonnie, and maybe I will trust you enough to help you. In the meantime, you are not going anywhere.

Cut to – Pietro’s mansion. He’s indulging in lust with some unknown woman. At the peak of the moment, the doorbell rings. At the insistence, he finally stops, clearly frustrated with the interruption.

 WOMAN: Don’t you have people to attend to that? Let’s finish what we started…

PIETRO: It’s their day off, and it’s also very late. I don’t overwork my employees.

WOMAN: (Frustrated as well) Fine… go. I’ll wait, but I can’t promise I won’t finish on my own if you take too long.

PIETRO: (Smirks) Then I will be ready for a second round, and make you feel why I’m worth the wait. 

(He puts on a robe, goes downstairs, and opens the door).

KLAUS: Hello, old friend…

PIETRO: Niklaus Mikaelson, as I live and breathe. This is an unexpected surprise. I’m sure you can understand why my landlord won’t be inviting you inside.

KLAUS: I think that’s what they call, déjà vu…

PIETRO: You might want to freshen up on your French.

KLAUS: Mon français est parfaitement bien.

PIETRO: Impeccable accent, I’m impressed. So, what brings you here? More importantly, how do you know who I am? You are not supposed to remember me…

KLAUS: Who could ever forget a Salvatore.

PIETRO: Consider me intrigued. What is it that you want?

KLAUS: I was asked to bring someone to you… (The Madame steps out of the shadows).

THE MADAME: Hello, love.

PIETRO: Aletheia, it has been a while. To what do I owe the pleasure?

THE MADAME: I’ve gotten myself into some trouble, and you are the only one that can help. Please, dear, I need you to come with me.

PIETRO: (Smirks) Aw, Aletheia. Your trickery might have worked on me some years ago, but I know better now than to trust you. 

Have a lovely night (shuts the door, as soon as he turns around, he sees Freya).

FREYA: You should have trusted her, she’s much nicer than I am...

(she uses her power to weaken him, opens the door, and propels him out. Klaus then snaps his neck, he drops unconscious).

KLAUS: Too easy, every single time.

FREYA: Now what?

KLAUS: We take him for a lovely night in the woods; all gathered by the bonfire while he tells us his bedtime stories. (The woman, probably hearing some disturbance, comes running downstairs, catching them in the act).

WOMAN: (Freaking out) Oh, my god! We’re being kidnapped! Help! (As she tries to make a run for it, Klaus grabs her and compels her to forget. She calmly walks back inside and shuts the door).

KLAUS: (To The Madame) Thank you for your help.

THE MADAME: I always expect something in return, dear. (Flirtatious) When the time is right,  you can buy me a drink.

KLAUS: (Staring at her in intrigue) I must insist, I feel like I know you from years ago… Certainly before we met.

THE MADAME: (Smirks) Maybe from another lifetime, dear. 

Now, I suggest we get going before he wakes up. He can get rather violent. You can drop me off on the way to wherever it is you are going to.

Cut to – Augustus’s underground facility. Little Edward, who has been increasing his erratic behavior, is in the tech maintenance ward. SA Connelly and the tech team are running a system check to try and figure out what is happening to him.

 TECH TEAM MEMBER: I’ve updated his system, ran all antivirus programs, he should be fine…

SA CONNELLY: He still thinks he saw Edward; clearly, he’s not.

TECH TEAM MEMBER: Software and hardware-wise, there are no issues. We’ve inspected it multiple times. Maybe we should ask Darius to run some Bio tests; that’s in his court.

SA CONNELLY: He’s not here right now, so keep trying.

TECH TEAM MEMBER: He’s been gone a lot lately. Does he have a girlfriend or something?

SA CONNELLY: That’s none of our business, but unless it’s Bonnie Bennett, I doubt it. That man is obsessed with her.

TECH TEAM MEMBER: Am I sensing some jealousy in that tone?

SA CONNELLY: That’s ridiculous. I couldn’t care less who he dates. Now, get back to work. 

Cut to – The Lockwood mansion. Tyler and Matt are in the living room having a late-night snack and a couple of beers.

 TYLER: This shit is insane, man. I feel like we’re in an action movie.

MATT: Tell me about it. Has Mad Max vibes written all over it.

TYLER: I know! Did K and Anthony make it to the cabin okay?

MATT: Yeah, she called me a couple of hours ago. They’re fine, her mother is with them too.

TYLER: Good, she’ll need that.

MATT: Did I make the wrong decision? Not going with them?

TYLER: I’ll be honest, it would’ve been the safest choice. But the Matt I know would never forgive himself for not fighting for what he believes in. Plus, you’re the Mayor now! This town needs you.

MATT: As long as we’re being honest, I’m not sure it’s for me. Too much political correctness and pretension. I like to keep things real, get my hands dirty.  

TYLER: It figures; you’ve never been one to put up with bullshit.

MATT: I thought that with that kind of power I could actually make a difference, bring some actual change. But it’s all a chess game to them, no one is in it for the good of the people, they all have their own agendas.

TYLER: I know that world, all too well, bro. Trust me, it’s all a farce. Real change comes from the common man, not from the elite. They couldn’t give a shit about anyone but themselves.

MATT: Well, there’s always time to go back to basics.

TYLER: What about Sheriff Jackson?

MATT: She’s one of the best Sheriffs this town has ever had! I’m not talking about going back to that. What I’m saying is that, if we succeed at this, I’m moving back to Peru. The humanitarian work K and I did down there has been one of my life’s best accomplishments. It’s the happiest I’ve ever been.

TYLER: I’ll only allow it if you guarantee I have a room for myself when I go visit.

MATT: (Smiles) I’ll even decorate it myself!

TYLER: Please don’t! I’m already having nightmares about the puppy theme!

MATT: It’s crazy to think that not so long ago we were just a couple of dorks whose biggest problem was who would play center field. Look at us now…

TYLER: We sure have come a long way. For better or worse.

MATT: I’ve never been the religious type, but I have faith that whatever comes, it will lead to good things for all. Humans, witches, werewolves, vampires alike.

TYLER: Matt Donovan, embracing the supernatural… Now I’ve seen it all. I think I’m ‘bout to cry!

MATT: (Teasing) You’re a dick…

TYLER: Hey! You’re gonna be a father soon. Better watch your language!

MATT: I love you, man.

TYLER: I love you too. And whatever does happen, I’mma be with you till the end.

MATT: That makes two of us (they hug).

TYLER: (Looks at his watch) Shit! I’m running late.

MATT: It’s midnight, where are you going at this time?

TYLER: Okay, grandpa, if you must know, I’m going stargazing with my lady. Gonna give me a curfew too?

MATT: (Smirks) Fuck off.

TYLER: Yeah, that’s the plan, if  I get lucky (winks).

MATT: I’m gonna forget I heard that. Have a good night, bro. I’ll see you in the morning (as he is walking upstairs, his cellphone rings. Much to his surprise, it’s Edward).

Cut to – The Bamon home. Bonnie and Damon are playing Monopoly. Kai is in charge of being the bank.

 KAI: I’m starting to think you only invited me so I could be the bank! Smart move, Bonster; Damon always steals from the bank; but still...

DAMON: Not at all, pal! We love having you around! And for the record, I don’t steal!

KAI: Come on, I saw you do it multiple times in the prison world! You really need to learn how to lie better, Damon. But why go through the trouble? Couldn’t Caroline, Stefan, or that hot chick that is staying with you do it instead?

BONNIE: Sage is doing research on the serum. Stefan and Caroline are in the distillery, it’s their date night.

KAI: That’s a thing? You people are so weird. Have to say though, the three of us together again, it’s nice! Without the murdery stuff, of course. We have to treasure every moment; in case we don’t pull this off.

BONNIE: True (awkward silence for a bit).

KAI: Okay, I’ll be the first to address the elephant in the room. What’s up with you two? I’m sensing some tension, and I don’t think it has anything to do with our Stranger Things team-up.

DAMON: I’m glad you asked, buddy! Bon, care to tell Kai what’s really going on here?

BONNIE: Damon, we had a deal… You’re just feeling threatened ‘cause I’m whooping your ass.

DAMON: I have the two blue ones, so…

BONNIE: And no money to do any real harm with them, so...

DAMON: Don’t underestimate the pink ones, Bon. They’ll get me there, slowly but surely.

BONNIE: One land on my block, and you’re bankrupt.

DAMON: Good thing I’m feeling lucky today…

KAI: Uhm, are we still talking about Monopoly? I’m totally lost with this conversation.

BONNIE: And I have to go to the lady’s room. (Turns to Kai) Make sure he doesn’t cheat! (She walks away. As soon as she is out of sight, Damon leans in to talk to Kai).

DAMON: Listen, Kai. Bonnie is attempting to teleport to Germany to check on Elena.

KAI: That’s insane, and potentially dangerous. She doesn’t know how it works yet.

DAMON: My point exactly! But you know how she is. We made a deal, whoever wins this game gets to make the decision. So, I’m gonna need your help to change my luck…

KAI: She’ll know we’re cheating if you miraculously pull money out of “nowhere”.

DAMON: I know! But she won’t know if the odds turn in my favor… You know what I mean?

KAI: If you’re referring to magic, I think you’re forgetting she bound my powers. I’m all dry.  

DAMON: Shit! Forgot about that! Well, my plan is clearly screwed!

KAI: You lack ingenuity, Damon. Monopoly might be a game of luck, but it’s also about patience and making wise investment decisions. You’re too greedy, always going for the high-end properties. Procure the second block, and the tables will turn.

DAMON: How the hell am I supposed to do that!

KAI: With patience, and yes, a little cheating. I’ll make sure to slip a small amount of cash flow from time to time, so she doesn’t get suspicious. 

DAMON: That’s it? That’s your master plan?! Might as well end the game now!

KAI: Patience, Damon. You really need to work on that. Now, if you let me finish. I might not have magic, but I’m a wizard with rapid hand movements and distractors, so I’ll make sure the dice rolls in your favor. And when I blink you buy, or put in a house if you have the set; understood?

DAMON: I’m trusting you with this, Kai. If I lose, I swear I’ll tell Bon-Bon about your Vega’s Whitney Houston bride.

KAI: I knew you would use that as leverage against me someday!

DAMON: (Smirks, sarcastically) See how well we know each other? That’s some bro love, my brother!

KAI: Ooh, yeah; no. Let’s not do that.

DAMON: I knew it the minute it came out of my mouth…

Cut to – Stefan and Caroline in the distillery. He’s cooked a delicious dinner for them, and set a romantic picnic setting for their date night.

 CAROLINE: As always, you never cease to amaze me. This is beautiful… 

STEFAN: Who would have thought a distillery could be so romantic?!

CAROLINE: Don’t know about others, but this one surely is. At least when it’s not the meeting spot for a bunch of crazies (they laugh).

STEFAN: Can’t say we lack imagination…

CAROLINE: Not in the slightest. Are you really okay, though? After seeing Silas?

STEFAN: I’m fine. I was actually pleasantly surprised. I know he did some terrible things to all of us, but he seemed genuinely willing to right his wrongs. Guess everyone deserves a chance to at least try.

CAROLINE: And that is why I love you so much. You never give up on anyone.

STEFAN: I will admit, though, I couldn’t help but feel a little pleasure at Klaus’s reaction to the true original story… Man, was he pissed!

CAROLINE: (Grins) I know, right?! That was epic! And Rebekah’s reaction, I think was even better!

STEFAN: Have to say, out of all the awkward moments I’ve lived through, that was definitely in the top five. The whole thing was so strange…

CAROLINE: I know… Okay, just between us, do you really think we can do this? This is above and beyond what we’ve ever done.

STEFAN: Just between us, I don’t know. What I do know is that if we don’t, and if what’s to come is inevitable, I’ll be thankful that I’ve had the opportunity to have you in my life.

CAROLINE: Me too… And I always find comfort in knowing that, wherever and however, we’ll always find a way to each other.    

STEFAN: You, me, and the girls; that’s how we roll.

CAROLINE: About that… I’ve been thinking. As much as we love them, I don’t think it’s the healthiest thing for their parents and their respective others to live under the same roof. I know we get along great, but as couples I think we need our own space.

STEFAN: Are you talking about moving out of the mansion?

CAROLINE: If this all works out, yes. Unless you don’t want to… I know how important that house is to you.

STEFAN: It is, which is why I left it to you. But it has its own purpose now.

CAROLINE: My thoughts exactly. I think it’s time we had a home of our own...

STEFAN: What about the girls?

CAROLINE: We don’t have to move far; they can stay with us whenever they want. I was actually thinking we could remodel the cabin…

STEFAN: I do love that cabin…

CAROLINE: So, what do say?

STEFAN: I say we do it!

CAROLINE: (Giddy) Really?

STEFAN: I do have one minor condition…

CAROLINE: Whatever you want!

STEFAN: We get the girls the exact same model bicycle you had.

CAROLINE: (Touched) How did I ever get so lucky to have hitched you?

STEFAN: I ask myself that same question in reverse, every single day…(they kiss). 

Now, I have one last surprise… 

But I swear, Caroline Elizabeth Forbes, if you tell anyone about this, I’ll file for divorce! 

(He takes out a karaoke machine, and sings to Selena Gomez’s, “Love You Like A Love Song”).

Cut to – Bamon’s bedroom.

 BONNIE: I can’t believe you won! You swear you didn’t cheat?

DAMON: You heard Kai, he said fair game.

BONNIE: But I was kicking your ass!

DAMON: You got too greedy, Bon. Told you, slowly but surely wins the game. Now, a deal is a deal, so I guess it’s a no on the jump.

BONNIE: But that wasn’t our deal. The jump was never in question. Only thing that changes is that we’ll be doing it together.

DAMON: Bon, come on… Can’t Ric or Matt go? They’re not looking for them, they’ll be safe to fly.

BONNIE: Do you trust me?

DAMON: Of course I do. Why would you ask me that?

BONNIE: I need to be the one that goes. I can feel it in my gut.

DAMON: (Hesitant) Just promise me that if anything happens, and we lose each other for some reason, we’ll find our way back to one another.

BONNIE: I promise… (kisses him).

DAMON: So, what should I pack?

BONNIE: (Smirks) I don’t think we’ll need any luggage.

DAMON: Then I’m ready when you are…

BONNIE: Okay, for this to work, I think I need to see the place where we’re going to first. Elena mentioned she found out that her father did some research at the university a while back. She sent me a pic of him in front of the main gate with one of her post cards. Should have it somewhere around here… (she starts looking around in one of  her drawers). Ah, here it is! We’re good to go.

DAMON: We’re doing this now?!! I thought we’d wait till morning?

BONNIE: The sooner the better. Ready? (Holds her hand out).

DAMON: Wait, no… I need to get something (he vamps into his walk-in closet, opens his safe, puts the ring box in his pocket and vamps back). Now I’m ready (takes her hand, looks into her eyes and teases…) 

Do you think it'll hurt?

BONNIE: (Smirks) I don’t know… (she opens a portal, and off they go…)

  TVD 10x06 - Blast to the Past. Hope you stop by, read, and enjoy! =)

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Irrefutable evidence that Damon was in love with Bonnie, but was oblivious to the fact (part 5)

Exhibit E

Season 8, Episode 10

Extract from the official TVD Transcript

DAMON: Hey.

BONNIE: Hey, stranger.

DAMON: Looks like I'm interrupting a reflective moment.

BONNIE: It's fine. I'm reflecting on the good things for a change.

DAMON: Wish I could say the same thing.

BONNIE: What you did while you were under Sybil's control wasn't your fault, Damon. You didn't have a choice.

DAMON: "Dear Bonnie. I’m a coward. I should be saying this to your face, not writing this letter but I know if I do, you'll talk me out of running away from all my problems. You're gonna make me face the future without Elena and you're gonna help make me the best man I can possibly be, same way she did. And I'm absolutely terrified of failing you both. So I'm leaving, because I'd rather let you down once than let you down for the rest of your life. And I hope it's the happiest life because you, Bonnie Bennett, are an amazing woman, a mediocre crossword puzzle player and my best friend. With great love and respect, Damon."

BONNIE: Gotta admit, it's a hell of a letter.

The Video Edivence

The Argument

 Ah, the letter… where to even start with this iconic piece of evidence! Let’s begin with the timing. Bonnie goes into Damon’s subconscious, and is the key player in being able to help Damon snap out of his comatose state. Just after Bonnie was in his subconscious, and helps him work through his issues, he finally finds the courage to let her know what he wrote in that letter…. coincidence? I think not!

 Now, let’s recap. In the previous exhibit we established that Damon’s decision to desiccate was for Bonnie, and that the only way he was going to manage to pull this off, was by having her think he was doing this for himself; and not telling her about his decision in person, but through a letter. A letter he knew she would be too pissed to read, giving him enough time to go through with his plan. This point is extremely important, Damon knew Bonnie wasn’t going to read the letter (or at least any time soon), he knows her all too well; reason why, it was the perfect medium for him to truly express his feelings and motivation. Another crucial point here, is that Bonnie assumed that Damon said goodbye through a letter, because that way he could imagine her reaction but not actually see it; which is why she says: “but that’s not my reaction, this is…”. He knew he could bare his soul in that letter, and that, when she eventually found it in herself to read it; she would understand why he made that decision. And so, three years later, that moment finally came. Except, she didn’t read the letter, he actually recited it to her, by memory! That alone, says a lot; I mean he freaking memorized it! You only memorize the things that truly matter. Now, on to the letter itself, and we are going to analyze the shit out of each word. Here we go…

 Dear Bonnie,

I’m a coward. I should be saying this to your face, not writing this letter, but... I know if I do, you'll talk me out of running away from all my problems.

These first words clearly reflect he is talking to himself first. He recognizes he is a coward, that he couldn’t face Bonnie, and that he is running away from his problems… Except the problems he is talking about is not what you’d expect; giving the context we have already proven to be right, which is that he desiccated for Bonnie, not for Elena. He is acknowledging that he is running away from confronting his problems, which are, whether he sees it or not, the fact that he has fallen in love with his “lover’s” best friend, that he has no idea how to deal with it, how he could ever confront her (and here I refer to both Elena and Bonnie), or himself with that truth. I know, you might think, that’s a bit farfetched; but just bear with me, and I’ll prove it to be true.

 You're gonna make me face a future without Elena.

Let’s ask ourselves this question, why is Damon writing as if there is no future with Elena? Again, she’s just in a long-ass nap, so there would be a future with her…. The only way there couldn’t be one, was if he didn’t see one. Aw, the subconscious can be a little sneaky beash sometimes!

 And you're gonna help make me the best man that I can possibly be.

I have to take a breath here… Okay, all better now. Can we all agree that these words prove that the woman, Damon acknowledged as the one that can ACTUALLY help him become a better man, is the one and only, Bonnie Bennet!!! I mean, come on, clear as water!!!!!

 The same way she did.

Now, this was clearly a forced insert from the writers to make sure the audience knew Elena was the one that made Damon a better man. Maybe this could have fooled someone if they hadn’t already showed us that he in fact wasn’t. Damon did a hell of a lot of awful things when he was with Elena, and also in her name. So, this is obviously untrue, and a clear sabotage of Damon’s handwriting. What we did witness was that the only character development Damon ever got, the only time Damon did things because they were the right thing to do (not just doing right for someone, but doing right because it’s right), came out of his friendship with Bonnie. Sorry writers, we caught you tampering with evidence, so this specific line, is discarded.

And I'm absolutely terrified of failing you both.

We are going to discard the “both”, given the previous argument. Having said that, this is clearly Damon expressing, and admitting, his deepest fear is failing Bonnie! Not only by not being able to protect her, but also by not being the man she deserves.  

 So I'm leaving. Because I'd rather let you down once...

Extremely telling words; he has let down Elena, numerous times, said so by herself, so why would he say, “let you down once…”? Because he is obviously ONLY talking about Bonnie; this to reinforce the last 2 points; and the fact that the ONLY thing Damon couldn’t bear with, was failing Bonnie. As previously proven, this had NOTHING to do with Elena.

 than let you down for the rest of your life.

This conveys just how much Damon values Bonnie; he’d rather leave her than let her down; her happiness and wellbeing are above anything else. It also clearly shows how much he cares about what she thinks of him. And of course, how afraid he is of telling her how he really feels about her; his self-doubt about being a man worthy of her love, because he knows she deserves the world. Which is reinforced by the next lines…

 And I hope it's the happiest life.

If this is not indisputable evidence that Damon’s sole concern is BONNIE’S happiness, I don’t know what is! These words prove, beyond a reasonable doubt, that the ONLY time Damon has ever truly, selflessly, and sincerely, loved and cared for a woman, it’s this time; and that woman is BONNIE SHEILA BENNETT.

 Because you, Bonnie Bennett, are an amazing woman, a mediocre crossword puzzle player and my best friend.

I mean, come on, when has your “best friend” ever said something like this to you? And if they have, it’s because they are in love with you! This is clearly NOT PLATONIC! And it shows, yet again, just how much Damon cares for Bonnie. With a nice addition in reference to their cute bickering dynamic, a trademark in their relationship.

 With great love and respect,

Damon.

Let’s highlight, “great love and respect”, the only time Damon Salvatore has EVER uttered such words to ANY woman he has been related to. With Bonnie, Damon finally found what loving someone was truly about… It wasn’t about obsession, possession, codependency, or something that had to be “complicated”. In fact, it was as simple as: LOVE + RESPECT = TRUE LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!! Sometimes the simplest things are the hardest to understand. These words prove that Damon LOVES and RESPECTS Bonnie.

 In sum, through this letter we see a side of Damon he wouldn’t dare show anyone else; except… Bonnie. She, and only she, knows the real Damon Salvatore. As a closing statement: Damn! We gotta admit, that’s A HELL OF A LETTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 Nice addition, the actual letter evidence. This is what the letter really said, but since Damon was still afraid Bonnie might figure him out, he changed a thing or two while reciting it 😉

 Dear Bonnie,

I'm a coward. I should be saying this to your face not writing this letter but, I know if I do, you'll talk me out of running away from all my problems. You're gonna make me face a future without Elena, and you're gonna help make me the best man that I can possibly be. And I'm absolutely terrified of failing you. So I'm leaving. Because I'd rather let you down once, than let you down for the rest of your life. And I hope it's the happiest life, because you, Bonnie Bennett, are an amazing woman, mediocre crossword player, and my best friend.

 With great love and respect,

Damon.

 Till the next hearing! =)

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TVD 9x16 - What happens in Vegas... (part 1 of part 2) Enjoy!=)

Cut to – a few hours earlier. The Mirage Resort & Casino, three-bedroom villa.

Bonnie opens her eyes, head pounding, confused as to where she is. Unbeknown to her, she is lying on a huge inflatable shaped as, let’s just say a male part, in the middle of their villa’s private pool. She turns her head, to see if she can recognize the place… Bad call, woman overboard.

She quickly rises from below the water and manages to make it to shore. On one of the deck chairs, a familiar face… Bonnie thinks to herself, I must be hallucinating, why is Katherine here? She wasn’t invited. Has to be Elena, but… she’d never wear those tacky shoes… She’ll have to come back to that later. For now, she wants to make sure everyone else survived. She walks inside the villa… it’s apocalypse now. 

There’s no way they could have caused so much damage. It was supposed to be a chill girls trip, with some partying, of course, but not to that scale! She hears a sound, sounds as if it comes from the afterlife…Could she be hearing ghosts? Wouldn’t be uncommon to her… but the voice, she knows that voice. She searches, trying to follow the sound, seems like the source is coming from a closet. She opens it… inside, Elena, dressed like a nun, empty bottle of champagne on one hand, a dildo on the other… Maybe, this one is Katherine? Elena wouldn’t be holding that… One thing is for sure, she can now confirm there are two of them there.

BONNIE: Elena?

ELENA: Bonnie… I think I’m dying.

BONNIE: We might actually be dead… otherwise, why would Katherine be here?

ELENA: Katherine?

BONNIE: (As she helps her get out of the closet) I’m pretty sure she’s passed out in the pool patio….

ELENA: (Looking at the aftermath) Holy mother Mary… what the hell happened last night?

BONNIE: I know I’m psychic, but I have no freakin idea.

ELENA: Was I holding, what I think I was holding…?

BONNIE: Yep…

ELENA: (Grabs and shakes her head) I don’t think I want to know why…

BONNIE: … or why you’re dressed like a nun, for that matter. I know I don’t!

ELENA: (Looks at her attire) Oh, god… definitely don’t want to know! Where’s Caroline?

BONNIE: Not sure, let’s check out her room. Hopefully, she’s sleeping like a baby…

ELENA: Somehow, I doubt it...

(They go into the master bedroom to see if Caroline is there. The room is in order, complete opposite of the outside scenario. It seems Caroline is in fact, sleeping in her bed, comfortably covered head to toe).

BONNIE: (Sigh of relief) Ah, thank god! At least one of us had some sense in them… (They approach the bed, just to make sure she’s alright. Bonnie peeks under the covers… Holy shit! (She takes Elena’s hand and immediately teleports out of the room).

ELENA: (Really dizzy from the teleport and the hang-over) Bonnie, you really need to give me a heads up when you do that; especially when I’m in this state! What happened?!

BONNIE: Definitely not Caroline…

ELENA: Who, then?

BONNIE: A cop … all tied up, face cover n’all…

ELENA: What!!! Are you sure?

BONNIE: Pretty sure…

ELENA: Is he… dead?

BONNIE: I think he was breathing, just seemed like he was passed out, but I’m not going back in there to verify.

ELENA: I’ll take a look… I’m sure it can’t be that… (She goes back into the master bedroom, not even a minute in, and she’s back). Well… it’s a cop! But he’s alive, thank god!

BONNIE: Did you see his face?

ELENA: Hell no! Just made sure he wasn’t dead, and got out of there.

BONNIE: (Starts to panic) Oh my god; oh my god, oh my god! We kidnaped a cop!!

ELENA: Maybe it’s a stripper? It’s probably a stripper…

BONNIE: Either way, we kidnapped somebody!

ELENA: Well… at least we didn’t kill them.

BONNIE: No, but we’re kidnappers!!

ELENA: Calm down, Bon. I’m sure there is a logical explanation for all of this…

BONNIE: Elena, I woke up floating on a penis! Katherine is passed out in the patio, wearing nothing but stripper shoes, and I mean, nothing! You are dressed like a nun and had a dildo in your hand! Lexi is hanging-upside down from that chandelier! We kidnapped a cop, or a stripper! And who the hell knows where Caroline and Radka are! Perfectly logical!

ELENA: Wait… Lexi is hanging from where?

BONNIE: Look up, I just spotted her… (Lexi drops to the ground).

LEXI: (Looking utterly confused) Where am I?? Oh no… is this another version of the other side? Not again… Can’t be peace… since you are here (referring to Elena) …

ELENA: (A tad irritated with her constant subtle insults) I’m too hung over to reply with a snap… 

(a few seconds later, Katherine walks into the villa, makes her way into the open kitchen…)

KATHERINE: (Looks at them and shakes her head) You call me the crazy bitch? You are all borderline insane! 

(As she pours herself some water) Want some?

BONNIE: Uhm… why are you here?

KATHERINE: Duh, you invited me.

BONNIE: No we didn’t.

KATHERINE: Yes you did… and (looks at the mess), if I can find my phone, I can prove it to you.

LEXI: Maybe you should put some clothes on first…

KATHERINE: (Realizes she’s naked but doesn’t really care) Oops…

ELENA: We would never invite you, Katherine. Cut the crap and tell us why you are really here.

KATHERINE: Actually, Elena, you were the one that invited me; so, rude!

ELENA: That’s ridiculous!

KATHERINE: Fine, I’ll show you the proof; my phone has to be around here… somewhere.

BONNIE: Just, please, put something on, for god’s sake!

KATHERINE: Fine, Bonnie! Gees, such prudes! (She finds a robe nearby, puts it on, and looks for her phone. As she looks amongst the debris, she finds another casualty, passed out under a piece of furniture). Well… found Radka! The good news, she is breathing. The bad… ain’t no way she is waking up any time soon… she’s completely out.  

ELENA: (To Bonnie on the side) There’s no way I invited her, right?

BONNIE: Before last night, I would’ve said, hellz no! But…

KATHERINE: Well… it’s going to take a bit longer than I thought to find my phone. And, shouldn’t we be focusing on more important issues? Like the fact that the bride is MIA!

LEXI: (To Bonnie and Elena) Hate to admit it, but she’s right.

ELENA: Also…we seemed to have kidnapped a stripper, or a cop…

BONNIE: Okay, okay, I’m sure we can figure this out. We just need to retrace our steps; does anyone remember anything about last night?

ELENA: I remember we had a spa day… then we came back to the villa, got all glitz & glammed, opened a bottle of champagne to kick-off the night. After that, I’m at a blank…

BONNIE: Well, the original plan was supposed to be… a spa day, followed by dinner at Le Cirque, drinks at The Cosmopolitan, closing with, and against our will, that Britney Spears show at Planet Hollywood… But I also checked out after our kick-off cheer...

LEXI: I vaguely remember Le Cirque… something about a clown?

ELENA: (To Katherine) I’m going to play along because we really need to figure out what’s going on… You said I invited you, when was that?

KATHERINE: You sent me a WhatsApp around five, I think…

ELENA: Aha! You are lying! That can’t be true! No way you would have made it here on time!

KATHERINE: You do remember your best friend can teleport, right? Bonnie was the one that got me here. 

I must say, I was reluctant at first, but there was no way I was missing the opportunity to mess with Caroline. Anyway, I joined you guys in your little cheer, and then, lights out… That’s the last thing I remember.

BONNIE: … I think she’s right… I’m getting flashbacks of you and Caroline cracking up, the Salvatore house; Katherine complaining she hadn’t had the chance to pack; the cottage; Kai…

LEXI: Yes… I remember Caroline talking about a prank…

ELENA: (To Bonnie) Wait, did you say Kai?

BONNIE: Did I?

LEXI: You did…

BONNIE: I don’t know; I’m all messed up! I’m just saying things as they come. But that’s not important now. So, back on track. I say we first check every single corner of this place; maybe Caroline is here… if not, we’ll check the spa, the pool, the shops, etc…

KATHERINE: Well, if we want to make it back in time for the love fest… which I could care less, we should probably find a faster strategy. Lexi and I can search the larger area, vamp our way through the hotel. And you two (referring to Bonnie and Elena), can look here. (To Bonnie) Unless you can do your witchy woo to find her faster?

BONNIE: My powers are all over the place, don’t want to risk it. So, and I hate to say it, your original plan sounds like a good idea.

KATHERINE: I’m full of good ideas, Bonnie (winks).

BONNIE: (Rolls her eyes) Just meet us back here once you’ve searched the place.

(They search everywhere, Caroline is nowhere to be found. They teamback at the villa)

 BONNIE: Any luck?

LEXI: Nop. She isn’t in the hotel, that’s for sure.

ELENA: Well, she isn’t here either.

BONNIE: Great, back to square one…

KATHERINE: (Completely off topic, looking at Elena up and down) I’ll never get tired of saying it, I really am much better looking than you.

ELENA: (Triggered by her comment) Please, you wish. Or did your slut brain forget you lost two men to me? Ouch…

KATHERINE: One, actually. I never loved Damon. But I’ll say this, because you need to hear it. It’s quite sad that your insecurities led you to marry the first man that paid any attention to you, after you lost Damon to Bonnie. Which, and let’s not kid ourselves here, was way before they got together. Anyone with half a brain would know that Damon fell in love with Bonnie in that prison world, he was just afraid to admit it… Ouch!

ELENA: Bitch...

BONNIE: Katherine, shut up, or I swear…

LEXI: Wow, wow, wow, wow… ladies, chill! We are going way off topic, and into dangerous territory….

KATHERINE: Just saying, your wedding ring is tacky.

ELENA: What the hell are you talking about?! What wedding ring??

KATHERINE: You really ain’t that bright, are you? The one on your finger, Einstein.  

ELENA: What?! (Looks at her finger, she’s in fact wearing quite a tacky ring. Turns to Bonnie) No…. Please tell me I didn’t…. 

(she takes the ring off, it’s engraved, the inscription reads: No matter how forbidden, our love will last forever. Sister Mary Chapel. 

Looks nauseous) I think I’m going to throw up (runs into the nearest bathroom).

BONNIE: (To Katherine) I know you are soulless… but why would you say that to her?

KATHERINE: Because it’s true, Bonnie! You people really need to learn to be more honest with each other.

BONNIE: You’re gonna talk about honesty, really?

KATHERINE: When it comes to the people I care about; I couldn’t be more honest… Anyway, I do believe we have a lead… Guessing that place can give us some insight about last night. So, let’s wait for Sister Mary Elena to get it out of her system, and go to church, god knows you all need it. I’m gonna go change, and I figure my Doppelgänger should do the same. And you (to Bonnie), should probably put on some dry clothes. 

(They slip into something more decent, and off they go).  

They take an uber to the place; it is definitely not what they were expecting. Not your typical Vegas wedding chapel; on the the contrary, it’s quite sober and elegant. 

They go inside, it’s empty… 

They walk around to see if they can find someone, or any indication that they were there last night. Just as they are about to give up, Katherine spots something strange inside one of the confessionals.

 KATHERINE: Ladies, I think I found something… (they go check it out). Isn’t this (shows them a bracelet) Barbies?

BONNIE: (Takes it) Yes, this is Caroline’s. So… we were here… Why would we come to a church?

LEXI: (Teasing) Maybe we were feeling regretful, wanted to confess our sins.

KATHERINE: What the hell… (she sees a very strange lever, definitely not fitting with the decor; she decides to pull it… the confessional door closes, and descends into the unknown…)

LEXI: Uhm… might still be really hung-over, but are we going down?

BONNIE: We sure are… down a rabbit hole…

ELENA: I have a real bad feeling about this…

KATHERINE: Come on, have some sense of adventure, might be fun!

ELENA: God, I swear I’m going to kill you.

KATHERINE: (Sarcastic) You wouldn’t dare take a life in the house of the lord, would you? I don’t think he would approve, Sister Mary Elena.

ELENA: Well, you’re already dead, so… (just as they’re about to go at it again, the door opens…) Holy mother Mary…

TVD 9x16 (part 2 of part 2) coming next. Hope you stop by, read and enjoy! =)

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Irrefutable evidence that Damon was in love with Bonnie, but was oblivious to the fact (part 3)

Exhibit C

Season 8, episode 3

Extract from the official TVD Transcript

[Damon is driving, and Sybil can continue to control him. She is using her mind control ability to get inside his memories again and alter them, inserting herself into his memory of his and Bonnie's time in the Salvatore Boarding House while in the Prison World]

SYBIL: I didn't know you cooked.

DAMON: Listen, you're gonna be here all the time, I am gonna need to get some more pancake batter.

SYBIL: Well, I'm only here because you obviously want me here. I think you've seen the light, Damon. You know that true devotion to me is the only way to save you from that which you fear the most. But we still have a lot of work to do

DAMON: Oh, yeah? What else is there to do?

SYBIL: You still have too many attachments. Too many people willing to fight for you. They still believe you can be saved. We should work on that. What do they call it? Changing hearts and minds?

The Video Edivence

The Argument

Let’s start this hearing by stating the obvious. Sybil’s last hold on Damon was Bonnie, not Elena!  After she stripped away his memories of Elena, and inserted herself into them, Sybil thought he had him. But, not so much to her surprise, she realized it wasn’t Elena she should be worried about, it was Bonnie. That’s why she pitted him and Enzo against each other; she knew that Bonnie was the key to breake him; that her choosing Enzo (she knew Bonnie would choose him) would render Damon vulnerable, so she could access that last piece of himself (the most sacred one), he was still keeping from her; and that was Bonnie. Had it been Elena, don’t you think she would have had the power to find her body, and destroy it? But Elena wasn’t a threat to her, Bonnie was. She knew that deep down inside, she was the one Damon cared most about; the one he could not let go. The LAST memory he held on to, till the very end, was of him making vamp-cakes for Bonnie!!!! Not the memory of his first kiss with Elena, the first time they had sex, when he chose him, their dance, or when they… whatever else they did besides fight and have sex. No, the memory he held on to was about Bonnie!!! I mean, come on, can it be any more obvious! Sybil knew it, Enzo knew it, Stefan knew it… Damon was in love with Bonnie!!! The only one oblivious to the fact, was him, because he was scared, and probably felt guilty, given the Elena situation. And, let’s not forget that immediately following this scene, Damon kills Tyler. By accessing his deepest most hidden memory, Sybil was finally able to completely break him. To reinforce this argument, let’s close with these questions: why would Damon give up Elena’s memories first? Why would he hide the Bonnie ones in the deepest part of his subconscious?

 Next court hearing, coming soon! =)

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TVD 9x14 - Happy Friendsgiving! (Part 2)

Cut to – The Salvatore mansion cottage. Damon and Bonnie are showing Kai around; helping him settle in.

 DAMON: Okay, it shouldn’t be hard to manage. Stay put, tune down the crazy, and don’t kill anyone. Think you can handle that?

KAI: The only thing I’ll have any trouble handling, is seeing your face on a daily basis. You have a rat face!  

DAMON: Aw, ouchy! What are we, five?

KAI: Right back at you.

DAMON: Uhm, okay then…

BONNIE: Guys, it’s Thanksgiving, try to play nice.

KAI: He started it!

DAMON: Anyway, unlike you, we actually have plans. Don’t worry, we packed the fridge with blood bags and microwave dinners; sure you’ll find something that resembles turkey. Plus (points to a karaoke machine and a jukebox), you have plenty to keep you entertained; and (mocking) Miss Cuddlestein for company, so, looks like you’re set.

BONNIE: (Feeling bad for leaving him to have dinner on his own) Wait… (To Damon, telepathically) we can’t leave him alone, it’s Thanksgiving, it ain’t right.

DAMON: Bon, Care will kill you.

BONNIE: Doesn’t hurt to ask… (grabs her phone, sends a text. Keeps tele conversing with Damon as she waits for a reply).

DAMON: What about the others? They might not be ready for a Kai reunion just yet. Thought we were gonna ease them into it…

BONNIE: I know, but sometimes it’s better to rip off the band-aid; get it over with.

DAMON: Guess now is as good a time as any…

BONNIE: (Gets a reply) Care says it’s a go, as long as we keep him in line.

DAMON: I have a feeling this is going to be a long night…

KAI: (Looking at them with confusion, waves his hands in front of their faces; talks with a robot voice) Ground control to Bonnie and Damon … What the heck is up with you two?!

BONNIE: Sorry, we needed a little one on one.

KAI: Ooh, you two can do that?! Can you try with me, Bon, pretty please?!

BONNIE: Hellz no! One step at a time. For now, what are you waiting for? Go get ready…

KAI: Are you serious?!

BONNIE: You heard me, so go. Care will definitely kill me if you show up wearing that.

KAI: (Overjoyed) You don’t have to tell me twice! (rushes to his room to change).

BONNIE: Have I completely lost my mind?

DAMON: Oh, Bon-Bon, hate to break it to you, but you lost it the minute you let this (referring to himself) slice of crazy into your life.

BONNIE: Well, then it’s been worth it (smirks and kisses him. Kai runs out of his room, changed, and excited). That was fast!

DAMON: (Mocking) I’m sure you hear that all the time.

KAI: Ha, ha, funny, Damon. Anyway, I may not have my powers, but I still have some tricks up my sleeve (gives Damon a sarcastic wink). So (turns to Bonnie), how do I look?

BONNIE: That’ll do; let’s go.

KAI: Uhm, excuse me?! That’ll do? It’s okay, Bonster, you can say it, I look hot!

BONNIE: (Smirks, teasing) Not bad, but I’ve seen better (Damon wiggles his eyebrows and points to himself). Okay, let’s go; Care is starting to bombard me with “where you at” texts.

Cut to – Fell’s church tombs. Veritas and Lucinda are getting ready to head out for their mystery Thanksgiving party.

 VERITAS: (As Lucinda looks at herself in the mirror, he holds her from behind, caresses her hair, and kisses her cheek) You look like a goddess, my love. We might not be in Paris, but I promise you this night will be unforgettable.

LUCINDA: I trust it will be. How much longer will we be staying here?

VERITAS: Not much, my mission is almost complete.

LUCINDA: Good. Small towns are not a fit for me.

VERITAS: They have their charm.

LUCINDA: Not this one… (Turns around, looks into his eyes) Be true with me; does this have something to do with her?

VERITAS: In a way, but it’s not what you think.

LUCINDA: Do you still love her?

VERITAS: Of course I do. I always will, she is my wife.

LUCINDA: But you have been apart for decades; she is your wife only by contract.

VERITAS: Nevertheless, a vow is a vow.  

LUCINDA: Where does that leave me?

VERITAS: Exactly where you are; here with me. Is that not enough?

LUCINDA: It is… as long as you promise me this is forever…

VERITAS: Till eternity (kisses her). We must head out now, we are running late, and our host has a low tolerance for tardiness.

Cut to – Munich, Germany. Thanksgiving dinner party at Pietro’s mansion. Pietro and Sage have sneaked off to his study for some alone time. After a passionate quickie, they have a drink and chat.

 PIETRO: (Hands her a glass of bourbon, looks at her in amazement) What are you?

SAGE: (Laughs) What kind of question is that?!

PIETRO: I’ve lived for hundreds of years, have had plenty of encounters, there is no way you are human…

SAGE: I’m not sure if I should be flattered or insulted.

PIETRO: It’s definitely not an insult… (kisses her). Listen, I have a proposal for you…

SAGE: (Teasing) Slow down there, I’m not that good (winks).

PIETRO: (Smirks) Oh, trust me, you are. But it’s not that kind of proposal, more like a business one.

SAGE: I’m all about business, what’s on your mind.

PIETRO: How would you like to be the medical head of a groundbreaking, and I’m talking life changing, secret project?

SAGE: Well, I can’t say yes or no, if you don’t tell me what the “secret” project is…

PIETRO: There are too many protocols involved with disclosing that, and if you are on board, we will eventually get there. But for now, I just need to know if it might be something you would be interested in. If it helps to persuade you, I’ll tell you that you would be a key player in bringing forward a new world order of prosperity.

SAGE: That sounds ambitious, bordering on pretentious… I’m in!

PIETRO: I knew you were the right person to ask… Now, how about another go at it before we rejoin the party. (He grabs her, sits her on his desk, and there they go again…)

Cut to – The underground facility; a luxury ballroom. The place, amongst so many high-tech areas, seems as if it has been stopped in time. An uncanny mix of people, all strange in both attire and manner, begin to arrive. Augustus, the party host, is greeting them. A beautiful woman, holding a child’s hand, approaches him.

 AUGUSTUS: Hello, darling (kisses her). You look breathtaking.

TAMARA: Thank you, love.

AUGUSTUS: (Pads the kid’s head) Hey, buddy!

LITTLE EDWARD: Hello, daddy.

AUGUSTUS: Come, our table is over here (walks them to the table, asks a “waiter” to open a bottle of champagne to serve Tamara). You guys settle in, let me greet the rest of the guests, I’ll be back to join you soon.  

TAMARA: Guess what, moy malen'kiy geroy, mommy made her famous apple pie!

LITTLE EDWARD: Yummy! My favorite.

TAMARA: I know (sweet smile). Oh, and don’t worry, no live turkey this year, pinky swear. Miss Feathers is already a hand full (they laugh).

Cut to – The Powell mansion. Anthony and the Madame are having an early Thanksgiving dinner.

 ANTHONY: I’m glad Mr. Powell decided to attend the Salvatore party, he needs new friends.

THE MADAME: He needs friends, period.

ANTHONY: Now more than ever. He might say he is fine, but we both know that isn’t true. Something happened when he was away, I can see it in his eyes.

THE MADAME: Me too… But he is resilient, I’m positive he will snap out of it, sooner or later.

ANTHONY: I truly hope it’s sooner rather than later; it hurts me to see him struggle.

THE MADAME: I know, but trust that he will be fine, as long as we are with him.

ANTHONY: Always… On another subject; Madame, I don’t want to intrude in your matters, but that visitor you received the other night left me warry, and concerned for you…

THE MADAME: Always so perceptive, nothing gets passed you. I thank you for caring.

ANTHONY: Of course I care, Madame, you are family.

THE MADAME: (Can’t hold it back any longer, breaks down) Oh, Anthony, I have made so many horrible mistakes over my lifetime…

ANTHONY: We all have, but that doesn’t define us.  

THE MADAME: But it does… our mistakes are what reflect who we really are.

ANTHONY: You don’t really believe that, do you?

THE MADAME: I believe there is a thin line, and once you cross it, there is no turning back. I’m going to tell you something, but I need you to promise me you won’t say a word, especially to Edward; I don’t want him involved in this.

ANTHONY: You have my word, Madame.

THE MADAME: That man that came to visit me, his name is Veritas, my estranged husband. He is the one that turned me into a vampire, my sire. He created a side of me that I buried a long time ago, along with him; or so I thought…

ANTHONY: The minute I opened the door, I could sense something very wrong about him.

THE MADAME: It goes way beyond wrong, dear. He is evil incarnate, sadistic and depraved.

ANTHONY: Why has he come seeking for you?

THE MADAME: To be honest, I don’t know, and that absolutely terrifies me. He told me he was passing through, and just wanted to stop by to say hello. But I know him well, and saying hello is the last thing on his mind. Wherever he goes, chaos, death and destruction, soon follow…

ANTHONY: I will double security immediately, and make sure he never steps foot in this house again.

THE MADAME: It’s not that simple. If Veritas wants something, there is no stopping him.

ANTHONY: So, what do you suggest we do?

THE MADAME: Pray that he gets what he’s come here for, without collateral damage, and moves on.

ANTHONY: Do you think he will return to see you?

THE MADAME: It didn’t seem like it was his intent, but as I said, you never truly know with him.

ANTHONY: Nevertheless, I will place more security on the estate, make sure everyone is on guard. And, I know you don’t want Mr. Powell involved, but I think you should warn him, just in case our prayers aren’t heard.

THE MADAME: You are right, Anthony, as usual. I will talk to him tomorrow. (Looking sad) I was really hoping he would never find out about that part of my life…

ANTHONY: Madame, Mr. Powell loves you. He knows who you truly are. No matter what you have done in the past, he will keep loving you in spite of.

THE MADAME: (Sighs) I can only hope…

ANTHONY: No need for hope, Madame, that is a fact.

THE MADAME: Anthony, what would we ever do without you? You are the soul of this uncanny family of ours, never forget that.

ANTHONY: And I am forever grateful to be a part of it. (Puts his champagne glass up for a cheer) Happy Thanksgiving, Madame.

THE MADAME: Happy Thanksgiving, Anthony.

Cut to – the Salvatore mansion. Stefan, Caroline, Margo, Sergei, Iker, Katherine, Edward, Matt, Khuyana, Tyler and Lexi are having some drinks in the living room, waiting for the rest to arrive. Bonnie, Damon, and Kai, walk inside.

 KAI: (Socially awkward and enthusiastic) Hey everyone, miss me?

DAMON: (Looks at him with a “uhm, no” face, given the resemblance of his greeting to the massacre wedding one). Really?

KAI: What?

DAMON: Just try to act like a normal person, at least through dinner.

KAI: Pot calling the kettle.

DAMON: That literally makes no sense... (To himself) I knew this was a terrible idea!

KAI: Well, who cares what you think, Bon-Bon invited me, so deal with it.

DAMON: Oh god, this is definitely going to be a long night (walks away, goes to greet everyone, and grab some drinks at the bar).

BONNIE: (Addressing the elephant in the room) Hi everyone, I know this might be awkward, and I’m to blame for that. Please bear with me, I assure you he’s harmless. And, if he gets on your nerves, just pretend he’s a funny looking alien wearing a tutu, trust me, it does the trick. Okay, now that that’s out of the way… (Damon hands her a drink) Happy Friendsgiving!

ABBY: (Who has just walked in with Klaus and Danae) I’ll cheer to that…

BONNIE: (Turns around) Mom...? What are you doing here?

KLAUS: She’s my plus one, love.

ABBY: Hello, Bonnie…

BONNIE: What the hell is going on?

DANAE: (Feeling the awkwardness of the moment) I’m going straight for the bar.

KLAUS: I’m coming with.

BONNIE: What is this, mom? You disappear, yet again, for years; and then you show up here, like it’s nothing… And, what are you doing with Klaus?! You know what, I don’t even wanna know, just stay away from me and we’ll be fine.

ABBY: Bonnie, please, I…

BONNIE: I said, I don’t want to hear it.

(She walks away, goes into the kitchen. Caroline and Damon follow her).  

KATHERINE: (Entertained by the messiness of the situation) This is gonna be a fun night!

STEFAN: (Gives her a look) Katherine…

KATHERINE: Oh, come on, Stefan; have a little sense of humor! Kai, Bonnie’s mom, Klaus, me… this party is a recipe for disaster, you know it.

STEFAN: Well, when you’re right, you’re right. I say, let’s get drunk and ride it along.

KATHERINE: I love the way you think. Bourbon or tequila?

STEFAN: I think it’s a tequila kinda night.

KATHERINE: On it (goes to the bar, Kai is serving himself a drink). Malachai Parker, can’t believe they really let you out! I know Bonnie is bad-shit crazy, but I never expected this…

KAI: Katherine, the baddest bitch of all… So, where’s the man suit? I think I liked you better in that, and with some duct tape on your mouth… you talk too much.

KATHERINE: Listen, you might have everyone else fooled with this new persona of yours, but I know you Kai, the real you; so I’ll be watching you closely…

KAI: Ooh, kinky, Kitty Kat, but I’m not into that anymore. Our little hell “thingy” was just a temporary slip. You really need to get over it.

KATHERINE: (Sarcastic laugh) Oh, please, Mr. Minuteman, you wish, … Anyway, let’s try to keep things civil, just know I have my eye on you.

KAI: Well, take a picture and it will last longer.

KATHERINE: Really? That’s your come back?! Maybe you really are harmless…

KAI: Don’t hold your breath on that.

KATHERINE: Aw, just keeps getting worse (walks away).

 Cut to – The Salvatore kitchen.

 BONNIE: The balls on that woman, can you believe her?!

CAROLINE: Bonnie, I’m so sorry, I had no idea Klaus would be bringing her. I didn’t even know they were friends.

BONNIE: Knowing my mother, they’re much more than “friends”.

DAMON: Abby and Klaus? Makes no sense!  

BONNIE: Nothing about Abby makes sense.

CAROLINE: I’m more than happy to ask them to leave.

BONNIE: No, it’s okay, Care, I’m not gonna let it affect me. Just had to vent for a bit, but I’m fine. She’s not ruining our Friendsgiving.

DAMON: Are you sure, Bon?! I can literally throw them out…

BONNIE: I’m sure. How much crazier can it get? I say, let’s get drunk and just ride it along. It might actually be kinda fun.

DAMON: I’m in!

CAROLINE: Oh, me too! Right after I serve dinner, of course… Nah, who am I kidding?! I’m already a little drunk… So, brace yourselves, control freak Caroline is off! (Serves them a shot of tequila) To an insane and careless Friendsgiving dinner! (They chug the shot).

BONNIE: Care, but you worked your ass off cooking all day, we at least have to make it through dinner with some sort of decency…

CAROLINE: Not exactly. I mean, we did work all day on it, but we got “distracted” at some point, and it all went downhill from there…

BONNIE: So, where did all this food come from?

CAROLINE: Uber eats… (they laugh). Oh, god, the Mayor… this is so embarrassing! I promised him a five-star menu!

BONNIE: Edward is cool, he won’t mind. If anything, I think he’ll appreciate a little recklessness.

DAMON: With the amount of pressure on that man’s back, I’m sure he will.

CAROLINE: Well, what’s important is that we are all together (Stefan walks in).

STEFAN: Guys, things are getting really awkward out there… I need some back-up.

CAROLINE: (Serves him a shot) We’ve decided to let go, and just enjoy! Whatever happens, happens!

STEFAN: Oh, I’m already three, more like four, steps ahead of you ...

(Suddenly, they hear Kai’s voice on a mic… “Happy Friendsgiving everyone! This is a little thank you wink for my long-lost friends”. He starts singing Alanis Morissette’s - Thank U)

DAMON: Oh, this just keeps getting better and better… (Caroline serves them another shot, they chug it, laugh, and rejoin the group) 

CAROLINE: (Takes the mic from Kai to .an announcement) Okay everyone, we are going to change this year’s dynamic, drastically. Dinner is officially a self-serve, whatever you want, whenever you want, banquet in the kitchen, so help yourselves. Entertainment station has already been set by my… whatever he is. And, well, you already know where the bar is. Happy Friendsgiving everyone!

 Cut to – Munich, Germany. Thanksgiving dinner party at Pietro’s mansion. Sam and Elena are dancing.

 SAM: Seemed like your friends were having a lot of fun. Was it just me, or were they really drunk?

ELENA: Oh, they totally were, I know my people. Usually we wait till after dinner, guess they got a head start this year (They laugh).

SAM: They’re so funny; love them. I’m glad you got to talk to them, I know you really miss them; and from what I saw, they are really missing you too.

ELENA: (Excited) Well, I’ll see them very soon for Care’s wedding, thanks to you. I can’t wait!

SAM: I can only imagine. And she has no idea you’re going?

ELENA: Absolutely clueless, Bonnie set the whole thing up so we could surprise her at her bachelorette.

SAM: I’m sure that will be the best gift you can ever give her. I’m really sorry I can’t come with; but we need to save money, and travels for two just goes up way too high.

ELENA: I totally understand; the fact that you surprised me with the plane ticket was more than I could ever ask for. Thank you, you have no idea how much this means to me (kisses him).

SAM: No thanks required; nothing makes me happier than seeing you happy. And trust me, I twirled around with the idea of asking my family for money so we could both go; but that would destroy my point of being able to make it on my own, without their trust fund.

ELENA: I know, and I admire you so much for that.

SAM: We still need to figure out your lodging. Are you staying at the mansion?

ELENA: Oh no, that would be way too weird. I’ll ask Matt if I can stay with him.

SAM: Great; well let me know what he says, and if not, I’ll arrange a hotel.  

ELENA: You’ve already done more than enough; don’t worry, I’ll figure it out. Again, thank you; you are the best; I love you.

SAM: I love you too (kisses her, they continue to dance).

 Cut to - The Salvatore living room. Stefan is pouring himself a drink, Kai joins him.

 KAI: Estefan, long time no see. How you been, buddy?!

STEFAN: Seriously?! You really are as crazy as they come.

KAI: Oh, come on, don’t be that way. I’m just trying to make friendly conversation; give me a chance…

STEFAN: Well, I’m no angel, so I’m not the one to judge. Tell you what, I’ll give it a try, but meet me have way, and try not to act so creepy.

KAI: Deal! So, I heard you died a few years back; man, being dead sucks, am I right?!

STEFAN: It sure does.

KAI: Hey, look on the bright side, at least you weren’t stuck in hell. That place made the prison world seem like a day-spa!

STEFAN: I can imagine… (awkward silence) Well, this got awkward real fast… You can’t say I didn’t try.

KAI: Baby steps. For now, (holds his glass up) to new beginnings!

STEFAN: Ah, what the hell, I’ll drink to that.

 Cut to – Damon and Iker hanging out in the backyard patio.

 IKER: Man, this is the weirdest Thanksgiving I’ve ever been at; but the best one, no doubt! Thanks for inviting me, bro.

DAMON: Of course, you are one of us now! Told you, you’re in for a crazy ride.

IKER: And I’m lovin every minute of it!

DAMON: It’s hard not to. No matter how insane it gets, it’s totally worth it.

IKER: So, from what I saw, seems like your mother-in-law is a hand full.

DAMON: Oh, man, you don’t even know the half of it.  

IKER: Take it Bonnie and her mom aren’t on good terms?

DAMON: Well, let’s just say Bonnie’s mom ain’t winning an award for mother of the year. She left her when she was a kid, and when they finally reunited, she left again; then again, then again…

IKER: I can relate.

DAMON: I hear you, brother. Although, I have to admit, out of all the times she fled, one was probably my fault. I was the one that turned her into a vampire.

IKER: TF! Are you kidding me? (Cant help but laugh at the irony) 

DAMON: Nop. Figure that’s one of the main reasons she hates my guts. But, ironically, she actually loves being a vampire. In a weird way, I think I did her a favor.

IKER: Doubt she sees it that way.

DAMON: Oh, she definitely doesn’t.

IKER: And how is Bonnie holding up, with her mom showing up like that…

DAMON: Not great, that’s for sure; but she won’t admit it. I’m hoping she’ll hear her out though. Not for her mom, but for herself.

IKER: Have you talked to her about it?

DAMON: Not yet, I’m waiting for the tequila to do its magic. Bonnie has a very high tolerance for alcohol.

IKER: She truly is the perfect match for you.

DAMON: No doubt. (Abby approaches them).

ABBY: Sorry to interrupt. Damon, can I talk to you for a minute?

IKER: I’ll leave you two alone. (To Damon) I’mma get me another drink, see you inside (he leaves).

DAMON: I’m not the one you should be wanting to talk to…

ABBY: I know, and if Bonnie would let me near her, I would definitely not be looking to talk to you.

DAMON: Not the best conversation starter.

ABBY: Sorry, it’s just that this is not going how I expected, at all…

DAMON: All due respect, but what did you expect?

ABBY: Well, I knew she’d be upset at first, but thought that maybe, after a drink or two, she’d finally budge.

DAMON: Budge? Seriously? Do you have any idea what Bonnie has been through the last few years?

ABBY: I know…

DAMON: No, you don’t. So, don’t show up here pretending like you do.

ABBY: Damon, please, give me a chance to explain.

DAMON: You don’t have to explain anything to me. I’m not the one you hurt.

ABBY: I had no choice…

DAMON: There’s always a choice, but, again, preaching to the wrong choir. Listen, if you want my advice, all I can tell you is this; if you really care, show her how much you love her, not how much you are sorry…  Maybe that’s a good place to start. Anyway, I’m going back inside; think about what I said (walks away).

ABBY: Damon… (he turns around). Thank you for taking care of her… (he nods, then keeps walking).

 Cut to – The Salvatore kitchen, Edward is finishing his self-served dinner plate.

 CAROLINE: I’m so sorry for the mess, Mayor. I know this was not what you were expecting.

EDWARD: Please, Caroline, call me Edward. And, this is absolutely perfect, just what I needed. Thank you for having me.

CAROLINE: Any time!

EDWARD: And, it’s not that I am not enjoying myself, but I will be needing to leave soon. I have a midnight mass to attend to.

CAROLINE: I thought they only held midnight mass on New Year’s…

EDWARD: They do, this is more like a personal favor. Thanksgiving was my mother’s favorite holiday. After she passed, I made it a tradition to hold a mass in her honor.

CAROLINE: That’s beautiful. I didn’t know you were a religious man.

EDWARD: Well, not really, more like a WASP (he smirks; takes his plate to the sink).

CAROLINE: Oh, please, just leave it. We’ll deal with the mess later.

EDWARD: Are you sure? I can clean a plate…

CAROLINE: I’m sure, thank you.

EDWARD: Okay, well, I’m going to join Matt for a bit, before I head out. Thank you again, this really has been lovely (walks out, as Kai makes his way in. He sneaks behind Caroline as she is clearing Edward’s plate).

KAI: (Teasing) Hello, Clarice…

CAROLINE: (Jumps in a scare) Holy shit, Kai, you scared the hell out of me! And, uhm, hello, Clarice?! No, no, no, not funny! What’s wrong with you!?

KAI: Oh, come on, it’s a little funny. But, joking aside, I want to apologize for everything I put you, Alaric, and the girls through. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.

CAROLINE: There is no way you can ever make up for what you did. Just hope that maybe, someday, we will be able to be in the same room as you, without wanting to drive a butcher knife through your heart.

KAI: And I will be forever grateful if that moment ever comes… For now, just know that I am truly remorseful, and that I will fight like hell to prove it to you.

CAROLINE: Well, it doesn’t hurt to try…

KAI: Baby steps…. Anyway, just wanted you to hear that. Want some help cleaning the plates?

CAROLINE: No, it’s fine, I’m not even going to attempt it. (Points to the food) Help yourself (she leaves, soon after Bonnie walks in).

KAI: Hey, Bonster, want some turkey?

BONNIE: I’m good, thanks.

KAI: How you holding up?

BONNIE: I should be the one asking you that.

KAI: My mother wasn’t the one to show up out of the blue, thank god.

BONNIE: Oh, that… I’m cool.

KAI: I don’t think you are.

BONNIE: Kai, it’s one thing to try to give you an opportunity, it’s a whole other ballgame to talk to you about my personal life.

KAI: I understand, just know that I’m here for you.

BONNIE: Thank you…

KAI: What about some apple pie?!

BONNIE: Ah, what the heck, why not. (He serves her a slice; she takes a bite) Mm, it’s good…

KAI: (takes a bite and almost immediately spits it out) Yeah, if you have horrible taste! Which, judging from Damon and this pie, you obviously do.

BONNIE: (Can’t help but laugh a bit) Shut up.

KAI: (Smirks) Just saying, there’s a pattern there…

 Cut to – the backyard patio. Abby is lying on the grass looking at the stars; Klaus joins her.

 KLAUS: Magnificent, isn’t it?

ABBY: It sure is… Reminds me of her; so beautiful.

KLAUS: We knew it wasn’t going to be simple.

ABBY: She can’t even stand being in the same room as me, how am I supposed to get her to talk to me.

KLAUS: A couple of things come to mind, but that would be unethical, to say the least. Don’t give up, love; it’s like that Laya song you like to play, if at first you don’t succeed, dust yourself off and try again…

ABBY: (Laughs) It’s Aaliyah; but you have a point. Giving up way too fast has always been my worse flaw.

KLAUS: Our flaws are what make us interesting. And, although we might not be able to change who we are, we can try to do right by the people we love. But these things take time… and I know how important this is for you. If it is what you want, we can move back here for a while, or for however long it takes…

ABBY: You would do that? You love New Orleans…

KLAUS: Not as much as I love you (kisses her).

ABBY: Thank you for being here for me, for understanding.

KLAUS: Love, you have shown me a side of myself I never knew I could possibly be. I am with you, Abby Bennett, through thick and thin.

ABBY: As am I, Klaus Mikaelson (they kiss). Not to cut this moment short, but I think we should head out now.

KLAUS: Do you want to go inside, say thank you and goodbye?

ABBY: I think I’ve caused enough distress for one night. Let’s leave the thank yous’ and goodbyes’ for a better time.

KLAUS: Well, we can always send them a thank you card tomorrow.

ABBY: I don’t think people do that anymore, but we are not normal people, so, a thank you card it is. Okay, let’s go then, we got some packing to do.

 Cut to – the Salvatore living room. Matt, Khuyana, Edward, Danae, Margo and Sergei have called it a night. Damon, Bonnie and Iker are giving it their best shot at the karaoke machine. Caroline, Stefan, Tyler and Lexi are talking and having some good laughs. Kai and Katherine are having a drinking competition.

 TYLER: Gotta say, this night, as crazy as it has been, turned out to be the best Friendsgiving ever.

LEXI: I second that! Totally unconventional, you two really pulled it off.

CAROLINE: Oh, I stopped trying the second our bird came out looking like a desiccated tomb stone.

STEFAN: I threw the towel once Kai took ownership of the mic (they laugh).

TYLER: Who would have ever thought we would be hanging out with these people?

STEFAN: Who would have ever thought us three would come back to life…

CAROLINE: Well, that’s Mystic Falls in a nutshell, beats the shit out of Wonderland.

LEXI: Except, the creatures seem to be cuter down the rabbit whole.

CAROLINE: Don’t know about that, but they definitely make more sense than we do… (They continue to laugh).

BONNIE: My turn to choose the song, let’s see what’s on the menu…. Ooh, perfect! Ready?! (Smirks, and plays Will Smith’s Men in Black. As soon as the song comes on, Kai vamp speeds to join them. Not even a minute later, the rest are dancing along. They nail the choreography; Kai hitting the high notes in full queen Whitney mode).

 The gang continues to have a weirdly fun, and happy Friendsgiving time.

 Cut to – the underground facility, luxury ballroom.

 AUGUSTUS: Ah, the infamous Veritas Dracul. I have been expecting you, since an hour ago. You are late.

VERITAS: Do pardon our tardiness, we had some matters to attend.

AUGUSTUS: Lucinda, I take it? (Kisses her hand) Lovely to finally meet you.

LUCINDA: Lovely to meet you two… I’m sorry, but who are you?

AUGUSTUS: (Smirks) An old friend of Veritas. I take it he never mentioned me. I’m hurt.

VERITAS: Nothing personal, my friend. I just find it exhausting trying to explain the complexity of our relationship. But now that you have been introduced; let us move along. I have something for you (hands him a black box); a gift from our dear friend, Pietro.

AUGUSTUS: (Grins) I’m sure I’ll love it. And, as promised, I have something for you too… (hands him a cleric box). Straight from the Fell’s church altar. Trust me, that was not easy to get. You owe me one.

VERITAS: I reckon it wasn’t, but I knew you would deliver. So, I made good on my promise as well… (someone walks in).

DARIUS: Hello, old friends…

TVD 9x15 - Revenge is a dish best served cold; coming next! Hope you stop by, read, and enjoy! =) Sorry I took so long to post this one.

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TVD 9x15 - Dream a little dream... (part 2) Enjoy! =)

Cut to – The Director’s Office. The Detective serves himself a glass of whisky and lights a cigarette.

They think they are going to get away with this, but I promise you, they won’t. I’m getting closer, slowly creeping under their skin. I can smell the blood on their hands… They are all in on it, all have motive. But… why such violence? The mutilation, the blood bath... Seems like someone lusted after it; as if they desperately wanted to drain every single ounce from your body… Yet, the MO doesn’t seem to fit any of these pretentious smugs. They wouldn’t dare get their own hands dirty… I’m missing something... My lovely Nina, help me… what are they hiding? … 

(Someone knocks)

ZACH: Come in (Chris walks in).

CHRIS: I heard you wanted to speak to me next. So, here I am. Shoot, I have nothing to hide.

ZACH: Well, then this shouldn’t take too long. Take a seat.

SUSPECT # 4 – THE BAD DANCER

ZACH: For the record, state your full name.

CHRIS: Christopher Charles Wood

ZACH: What were your whereabouts last night, around 11pm and 2am?

CHRIS: I left here about 11pm. Went to a bar, left around 2:30.

ZACH: Which bar?

CHRIS: The Grill; it’s about a block from here.

ZACH: Miss Accola told me about that place, says that’s the regular meeting spot for the city crazies.

CHRIS: (Sarcastic laugh) She only says that because she doesn’t have the pull to be accepted into the VIP area. It’s very exclusive.

ZACH: She is a very famous actress; I find it hard to believe they wouldn’t consider her to be VIP.

CHRIS: It takes a lot more than being famous to be considered VIP in that place.

ZACH: Really? What does it take?

CHRIS: Old money, and the right last name. You see, Candice is just a pretty southern girl who moved here in hopes of becoming a star. Had she not met Kat; she’d still be living in that gypsy house on the wrong side of the tracks. Don’t be fooled by the make-up and expensive clothes, she is new money, a Cinderella story, nothing more.

ZACH: What about Miss Dobrev? How come she was accepted into this “elite” club…

CHRIS: (Cracks up) Who told you that? Of course she wasn’t, she was even less than Candice.

ZACH: Miss Accola told me you and Miss Dobrev would frequently go to that bar after shooting.

CHRIS: She is obviously lying; I wouldn’t be caught dead with someone like that… I mean, don’t get me wrong, she was cute and all, but a man like myself needs a real dame… Someone like Kat. Now, that’s what I call a real woman.

ZACH: Well, she is breathtakingly beautiful, only a blind man would be oblivious to the fact. So, I take it you and Miss Graham are romantically involved?

CHRIS: We were, for a while. Until those Wesley-Somerhalder brothers brain washed her out of my arms.

ZACH: So, she is involved with them? Both of them?

CHRIS: With Paul. They try to keep it a secret, but everyone knows, except for Candice, of course. As for Ian, hard as he might try, he doesn’t stand a real chance, poor fool… She’ll get what she wants from him, and that will be that…

ZACH: I think I’ve heard enough about the love triangles, back to the case at hand. (Opens an evidence bag and takes out a silver lighter with his initials engraved on it). Is this yours?

CHRIS: Yes, I’ve been looking for that everywhere! Where did you find it?

ZACH: It was in Miss. Dobrev’s purse, care to elaborate on that?

CHRIS: I think we both know why she had it, Detective. She obviously stole it from me. It’s worth quite a lot of money. Can I have it back?

ZACH: Oh, you won’t be getting it back, it’s evidence.

CHRIS: What?! I told you, she must have stolen it! That lighter is a family heirloom; I need it back.

ZACH: I’ll tell you what, if all is cleared, and the evidence proves you really had nothing to do with this, I will consider giving it back to you. Now, back to Miss Dobrev, you are certain you two never went together to that bar, or interacted in any other way?

CHRIS: I’m telling you the truth. I never went anywhere with that woman. Hell, I never even spoke to her!

ZACH: Miss Accola seems to think she had a dark side, said something about you and her, and a common liking for vampires…

CHRIS: (Cracks up again) Vampires?! Are you kidding me? Listen, I love a good Dracula movie, for sure. But, again, I had nothing to do with that woman, or know anything about her, or her love for “vampires” … This is getting ridiculous, honestly…

ZACH: We are almost finished, one last question, while we verify your alibi. Do you know if Miss Dobrev and Miss Graham were good friends in the past?

CHRIS: Of course not, Kat would never be friends with someone like that!

ZACH: Like what? Thought you didn’t know anything about Miss Dobrev…

CHRIS: I mean, a nobody.

ZACH: Wasn’t Miss Accola a “nobody”, according to you? Miss Graham befriended her, so, why not Miss Dobrev?

CHRIS: Because Candice at least had some potential, Nina, didn’t.

ZACH: Interesting that you would call her Nina… Anyway, that’ll be all for now. We’ll talk again soon, trust me.

CHRIS: I told you, I have nothing to hide, so we can talk as many times as you like.

ZACH: We sure will. Thank you for your time (Chris leaves, an Officer walks in).

OFFICER: Detective, we found something that might be of interest…

Cut to – two days prior to the murder, around 12am. Nina and Ian are at the exterior set, talking. It begins to rain heavily.

 IAN: Come on, time to abandon ship.

NINA: No, no, no, wait… just give it a second; it’ll clear up… (they kiss).  

NINA: Promise me this is forever.

IAN: I promise. 

Cut to – Kat’s dressing room.  Kat and Ian are in her bed.

 KAT: That was nice… Now, get out.

IAN: (Smirks) No.

KAT: Fine, five more minutes, but then you really have to go.

IAN: Deal (they cuddle for a moment, Paul walks in).

PAUL: (Clearly upset) Well, isn’t this cozy?

IAN: What the hell are you doing here?

KAT: And, have you ever heard of knocking... (gets out of the bed, covers herself).

PAUL: (To Ian)  I am here to see my girl. In case you haven’t figured it out, brother, she is with me.

IAN:  She is with whom ever she pleases to be. And, as for you and her… well, I really don’t care; and it seems she doesn’t either. But I’m betting Candice will…

PAUL: I could care less about Candice. Go ahead, tell her.

KAT: No one is telling anyone anything! Just relax, both of you. (Turns to Ian) You really need to go, please.

IAN: Fine, only because you are asking nicely. (Puts his clothes back on; turns to Paul) This isn’t over (walks out). 

PAUL: Kat, what the hell is this? My brother, really? You told me you loved me…

KAT: I do, you know I do! He means nothing to me; but I had to do something to make sure he keeps his mouth shut. I’m only trying to protect us.

PAUL: Still, he is my brother… There are lines you just don’t cross, if you have a heart.

KAT: I have a heart; you can feel it, can’t you? It’s in your hands… (kisses him) I’m so sorry, my love, I thought this would be the only way to buy his silence.

PAUL: And, it probably is. The only thing he wants… the only thing he has ever wanted, is you…

KAT: Well, he doesn’t have me… you do (kisses him).

PAUL: If that is true, prove it to me… Marry me…

KAT: Paul, you know I want nothing more; but it’s still not the right time. We might all end up in jail if we don’t play our cards right. Plus, Candice… I can’t do that to her, not like this. We need to keep this discrete, until we are in the clear.

PAUL: I know…

KAT: Listen, it’s only a matter of time before the Detective asks to talk to us. We need to make sure we have our story straight.

PAUL: And we do; the only one that could rat us out is my brother.

KAT: That’s why I had to do what I had to do…

PAUL: Just promise me this will be the only time. I swear I will kill him if I see him with you again.

KAT: I promise (kisses him). I love you… (lures him to her bed).

Cut to – Candice’s dressing room. She is having a drink and a cigarette at her mini bar. Someone walks in.

 CANDICE: Did anyone see you come in?

JOSEPH: No.

CANDICE: Good. I’ve been expecting you…

JOSEPH: I know, love...

(Gets real close to her face, looks concerned) Now, tell me, how much do they know? 

CANDICE: I’m not sure…

Cut to – The Director’s Office. The Detective and the Police Officer are talking.

ZACH: That was an excellent find, Officer. We almost have them right where we need them.

OFFICER: Do you want us to go check that club out?

ZACH: No, I’ll go. You guys keep processing the area, make sure no one leaves. I’ll be back soon.

 Cut to – The Director’s dressing room. Him and Steven are talking.

 MATT: What did you tell the Detective?

STEVEN: Nothing, Sir; I promise.

MATT: He seems to have a lot of insider information…

STEVEN: I know, but I swear, it’s not coming from me.

MATT: You know I’m innocent, right? You’ve witnessed it; I barely even knew who that woman was.

STEVEN: I know, Sir.

MATT: Can’t imagine anyone on this set doing such an atrocious thing.

STEVEN: Sometimes people have double lives, we never truly know who they are.

MATT: You seemed to have a liking towards her, you sure you don’t know more about this?

STEVEN: She was a very nice lady, but, like I told the Detective, we didn’t interact much. Few conversations here and there, that’s all.

MATT: If you ask me, my money is on Chris, or the cocky brothers.

STEVEN: I agree, specially about Mr. Wesley. He always held a grudge for what she did to him.

MATT: What are you talking about? I had no idea they knew each other. I just said that because those guys are assholes.

STEVEN: Oh, they knew each other, quite well actually.

MATT: How do you know all of this?

STEVEN: You find out a lot of things when people don’t pay attention to you.

MATT: Spill!

STEVEN: Fine, but please don’t let them know you heard this from me.

MATT: My mouth is shut. Now, talk to me.

STEVEN: Mr. Wesley and Miss Dobrev used to be an item, until she found out he was cheating with Miss Accola…

MATT: Then why the grudge towards her?

STEVEN: Well, soon after, he found out that she had been cheating with his brother, long before him and Miss Accola got together.

MATT: God, this could be the plot of my next film. Talk about drama!

STEVEN: I know, very messy. Anyway, when he found out Miss Dobrev had been cheating all along, he lost it. I saw them one night, arguing after a shooting, it wasn’t pretty.

MATT: Can’t wrap my head around these Hollywood “stars” fighting over a nobody…

STEVEN: She wasn’t a nobody… and, she was also one of Miss Grahams best friends.

MATT: Now that, I can’t believe! Kat is way too posh to hang around anyone out of the “elite” circle.

STEVEN: I’m telling you, Sir, you never really know a person…

MATT: Nor your own lead cast, from what I’m learning. Did you tell the Detective all of this?

STEVEN: Of course not, I don’t want to get anybody in trouble, or risk them shutting us down permanently.

MATT: Well done; there is way too much money invested in this production. Listen, kid, you know you are like a son to me, and if you want to make it in this business, sometimes you need to play dirty. I’m going to tell you something, because I trust you, and truly believe you have a bright future ahead. Just remember, discretion is key to succeed in Hollywood…

STEVEN: As you told me, Sir., my lips are sealed, I promise.    

Cut to - two days prior to the murder, around 1am. Ian walks into his dressing room, Kat is inside waiting for him.

 KAT: She seems quite smitten with you… (Sarcastically) How cute!

IAN: She means nothing to me, you know that. The only thing I want, is you…

KAT: I’m starting to believe you might not be such a horrible actor.

IAN: I’m not acting…

KAT: Make no mistake, this little alliance of ours is only to serve a common purpose.

IAN: Might be. But somehow... somewhere along the lines… I fell head over heels for you.

KAT: That is just infatuation. Trust me, you’ll get over it soon enough.

IAN: I won’t. You belong with me, not him.

KAT: So, you know about us…

IAN: Kitty Kat, everyone knows … the tension, the stares, it’s pretty obvious. Except to Candice, apparently.

KAT: Well, first of all, I don’t belong with, or to, anyone. Second, I would never intentionally hurt Candice, things just happened.

IAN: I’m pretty sure she won’t see it that way, when she finds out.

KAT: She won’t find out; so keep your mouth shut.

IAN: (Stares deep into her eyes, leaning towards her) Make me…

KAT: (Pushes him away) Listen, I don’t have time for this. Just keep your end of the deal, and I’ll keep mine (she walks out).

Cut to – the night before the murder. Nina and Ian are at his place, cuddling in the living room couch.

 IAN: Want another bourbon?

NINA: I’m not sure if I should, I’m feeling quite tipsy already.

IAN: Oh, come on, just one more.

NINA: What the heck, why not? (He gets up to serve themselves another drink) Ian…you are not playing with me, are you?

IAN: Of course not, silly. Why would you say that?!

NINA: Because this seems too good to be true…

IAN: (Comes back with the drinks, puts them on the table). This… us… (slowly kisses her)

... It’s very real. Why would you doubt it?

NINA: It’s just that…

IAN: What? Talk to me.

NINA: Well, sometimes it seems like you are in love with someone else…

IAN: That’s ridiculous! With who?!

NINA: Katerina… I don’t know, something about the way you look at her…

IAN: (Laughs) Katerina? Really? You and I both know she is just an entitled diva. I have to pretend because she is who she is; but she means nothing to me.

NINA: Really?

IAN: I promise. I only have eyes for you… 

NINA: Cross your heart?

IAN: I betrayed my brother to be with you, doesn’t that speak for itself?

NINA: It does… I’m sorry. I think I might be drunk, got a bit paranoid, I suppose.

IAN: Then, (takes her glass away), maybe another drink isn’t the best idea.  

NINA: True, but I know what is… (she kisses him, takes his shirt off, they start to make out… Paul walks in).

PAUL: Well, well, why am I not surprised.

IAN: Jesus, brother! Haven’t you heard of knocking?!

PAUL: I have, but I think it’s overrated. Anyway, don’t mind me, I just came to get some things.

NINA: Paul… please, listen. We are sorry… Neither of us meant for this to happen... 

IAN: Okay, this is getting awkward. I’m gonna leave you two to settle this on your own. (Goes into the kitchen).

PAUL: Nina, you seem to be oblivious to the fact that I don’t care. Screw whomever you please, I never truly loved you.

NINA: Don’t say that… we were going to get married.

PAUL: That was before you decided to screw my brother in my own house.

NINA: And before you screwed one of my best friends in mine! We are both at fault.  

PAUL: Maybe, but it really does come down to the timing, doesn’t it? You were with my brother way before I got with Candice, so drop the victim act. At least have the guts to own up to your decisions.

NINA: I told you, I never meant for that to happen, it just did. But you… you did it out of spite.

PAUL: (Sarcastic laugh) Get over yourself… that had absolutely nothing to do with you. Talk about a superiority complex! You do realize you are a nobody in this business, right? If it weren’t for Kat, you’d still be living in that shit hole of a town. You should be thankful Kat even gave you the benefit of the doubt. She pity’s you, don’t you get it?

NINA: That’s not true…

PAUL: Oh, but it is. Just as true as him being hopelessly in love with someone he can’t have… and, that ain’t you. I’ve never seen him look at you like he does her.

NINA: Shut up! He loves me!

PAUL: (Sarcastic smirk) Sure he does… 

Listen, I don’t have time for this, and again, just in case it wasn’t clear, I could care less about you, so stop trying so hard. (Takes some books from a bookshelf, then leaves. She goes into the kitchen, very upset).

NINA: So, you are in love with her! Stop lying to me!

IAN: You are going to listen to what he says? Really?

NINA: I know you do… you have never looked at me the way you look at her...

IAN: I... I told you, I’m just acting.

NINA: Well, then, you are a great actor.

IAN: Nina… come on, please drop this… 

(just as she is about to succumb to his charms, she spots a set of jewelry on the floor, which most definitely does not belong to her).

NINA: (Grabs the jewelry and shows it to him) You promised me this was forever!

IAN: I can explain…

NINA: Don’t bother, just stay away from me! (Tosses the piece of jewelry in the garbage can) Oh… and, just so you know, she will only hurt you, like she does all the men she wraps around that spider web of hers. I’m leaving now, and don’t you dare come running after me! 

(She leaves, he continues to cook, what seem to be pancakes. A few minutes later, Kat walks into the kitchen and takes a seat).

IAN: Here, Kitty Kat (puts a plate on the table), just like you like them.

KAT: Every day I tell you I hate that…

IAN: And every day I do it anyway... (she smirks)

KAT: Are you really ready to do this?

IAN: Of course I am. (Whispers in her ear) We’re Bonnie and Clyde…Always and forever...

TVD 9X15 - Dream a little dream... (part 3) Coming soon! Hope you stop by, read, and enjoy! =)

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