Summary: What if Katherine had come back in town in enough time to save Elena and maybe Matt? Will she get there in time? Will she save them both? After making the car go off the bridge, will Rebekah have the heart to save Matt, or will she leave him to die with Elena?680Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV7ZfNnIKxS
It was a dark night. Bonnie and Damon were at a storage unit in a storage shed where Klaus was. They stood there watching him, looking down at his burnt body. Then Klaus opened his eyes.
“There’s the crispy fried Original,” Damon said.
“Could you give me a minute?” Bonnie asked him, looking at the easy-going vampire.
“Of course,” he answered her.
He closed the door to the shed and walked off.
Vampire Alaric walked into the storage unit, looking for Klaus but saw Damon. He snuck up behind him and put an arm around his throat in a tight hold.
“Where’s Klaus?”
“How’d you find where he is?”
“Answer the question.”
“Unit three number 10210,” he lied.
After getting what he needed, he tightened some more, which made him black out. He let go and let him fall to the ground on his back. Then he walked towards unit three and started searching, opening up storage sheds as he went, just in case Damon had lied.
Meanwhile, Bonnie had Klaus who was still in his coffin, in the back of a car and was seated in the passenger’s seat, waiting for Damon and Rebekah so she could leave. She then called up Rebekah when she didn’t get a hold of Damon.
“I’m just outside. What do you want?”
“I’m waiting for you two so we can leave.”
“Go ahead. We’ll meet you there,” she said, before hanging up.
She put her cell phone away before entering the building.
‘Damon?” she called.
There was silence.
“This isn’t funny, Damon.”
A moment after she added that, she saw him passed out on the cement floor. She ran to and knelt beside him. She was wary while making sure he was okay or going to be okay. Someone else besides them was here.
“Damon? Come on, Damon. Wake up.”
She softly slapped him on the cheek.
He groaned and then came to, looking at her.
“You’re here.”
“I’ve been here for the last five minutes,” she answered, as he slowly sat up.
“We got to go. Ric’s here. And he’s intent on killing Originals first. You’re in danger if he gets anywhere near you. Come on.”
A moment later, they were running.
Bonnie was about to drive off, when Alaric arrived.
“Hello, Bonnie.”
“Alaric.”
“Why don’t you be kind and hand me Klaus.”
“So you can kill him? No.”
“No? I thought we were friends. Come on. I have to kill him and the rest of his family so I can kill the rest of the vampire race. That is what you want, right? To have a normal life without vampires to ruin everything?”
“Go rot in Hell.”
“I like the choice of words,” Damon said, Rebekah at his side.
Alaric looked at him.
“Glad you made it.”
He opened up the back of the car and then opened up the coffin. Klaus looked up at him before he plunged the stake into his heart and they all watched Klaus burn in flames.
“No!” Rebekah half yelled and half sobbed. Then, before Damon could stop her, she ran towards him and through him hard, acting on revenge, before Damon grabbed her.
“Get in the car,” he said.
“No,” she replied, before running off at vamp speed.
“Okay; Be stubborn then,” he said, and then thought to Bonnie, Go home. I’ll handle Ric.
A moment later, Bonnie drove out, heading back to Mystic Falls, her destination being her home.
Damon and Alaric faced off, ready to fight.
Back at Mystic Falls, Rebekah was in the woods on the phone with Stefan.
“Elijah told me everything, Oh, and Klaus is dead. Alaric killed him. Without him, I’m nothing. He deserves to die for what he did. You know the only way that he’ll die.”
“Rebekah, don’t do this,” was all Stefan got out before she hung up on him.
It was a dark night, as Matt drove Elena in his truck, heading out of town. Elena wasn’t completely okay with it, but she had talked to Stefan and she was getting ready to call Damon.
Damon thought Ric was going to fight him, but he didn’t. He punched him to the ground once and then he walked away.
Damon answered his phone.
“Elena.”
“I heard. Do you feel anything?”
“Not yet, but since I might be a dead man anyway, if you had to choose, who would it be? Who would be the one to get the good-bye?”680Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG7h6lA4Dtx
“I love you, Damon but I never stopped loving Stefan. I love you both. I don’t want to choose, but if I had to, I would choose you. I love you. I had my time with Stefan, but as much as I still love him, he hurt me so much. That’s something I don’t know if I can forgive. Not right now.”
Suddenly, Elena saw Rebekah in the middle of the road on the bridge.
“Matt, watch out!” she yelled.
He slammed on the brakes and swerved to avoid hitting Klaus’ sister. He tried to stay on the bridge at the same time, but didn’t succeed. The truck fell off the bridge and plummeted into the ice-cold water below.
Damon heard everything. He hung up and ran towards Mystic Falls at vamp speed.
A few minutes later, Rebekah made a life changing decision. She dove under the water towards the truck and pulled Matt out, closing the door behind her so Elena couldn’t get out.
A moment later, she was out of sight with Matt, on her way home.
Katherine had just arrived back in town and was walking down the road on her way to Elena’s, when she saw what had happened with her own eyes, which never deceived her. She stopped in the middle of the bridge and took her jacket off before diving in and swimming towards the truck. She knew Elena was still in there.
When she got there, she knew she was dead, but she didn’t care. She dove inside the truck, put a gentle arm around her, and swam to the surface with her.
Just as she surfaced with her, Damon arrived on the bridge. When he saw her, he took Elena from her and got her onto the bridge. He gently layed her down and did heart compressions to try and revive her.
“Come on, Elena. Come on,” he pleaded, knelt at her side.
Five minutes later, she coughed and then looked up at him.
“Damon.”
“Elena.”
Suddenly, Elena realized something after he helped her to her feet and put his dry jacket around her.
“Katherine. Where is she?”
Damon looked at the water.
“She was there. I’ll go find her. Get yourself home. Call Stefan if you have to,” he said before jumping into the water in search of her.
He soon spotted her leaned against a post underneath the bridge, eyes closed.
“Katherine?”
He swam towards her.
When he got to her, he saw a stake in her abdomen. She was bleeding out heavily and as he looked at her, she was pale with blue lips and cracked-looking skin. That’s when he knew she was dying. Her last deed had been to save Elena. And she had. Now he had to save his sire.
“Hold on, Kat,” he pleaded to her before gently picking her up in his arms, running towards Elena’s at vamp speed.
Jeremy walked into the living room when he saw Alaric.
“How’d you get here?”
“Easy. I’m a ghost. I just had to tell you that I will always be with you, before I go to where I belong now. I’ll be here whenever you need me. I’ll always be there for you no matter what. Take care.”
And with that, he vanished into thin air.
A few minutes later, after Elena walked in, Damon rushed into the living room with a dying Kat in his arms.
“Damon?” Elena questioned, as he layed his sire down on the couch and then bit his wrist, putting it to her lips, positioning Kat’s head gently back, as to make his blood go down her throat.
“Jeremy, grab a towel. Elena, pull it out,” Damon instructed them.
A moment later, she pulled it out and Jeremy gave his sister a towel. She immediately applied pressure to the wound with the towel to stop the bleeding.
A few minutes later, her wound was healed and Kat came to.
As Kat fed on Damon’s blood, Elena had Jeremy put the towel in the washer. So everybody lived.
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