TVDU one shots ; mainly gxg

(rebekah/elena) just take the boat of northern reverie right down to her liberty

Temmie_Loony on ao3

"Oh god, oh god, oh god," Caroline kept saying in a kind of chant. Tears kept blinding her as she watched Stefan put Elena down onto the boarding house's coach. These were the kind of tears that were driven by fury at the hybrid and excessive worry for Elena. Oh god, the bite already looked so horrible, even though it was still barely new.

Elena wanted to groan in pain, but decided against it and kept her mouth shut. Even in silence, everyone in the room could see the pain she was in. Caroline, Stefan and Damon all knew the just how agonizing it was to have a werewolf—or in Elena's case, hybrid—bite. Bonnie could only imagine, but she felt a strong wave of sympathy for the girl she basically shared her life with.

Damon took one good look at Elena—not at the bite, but at Elena's sweat-clad face—and stalked out the door. Stefan immediately blurred to his side.

The brothers didn't even need to talk. With just one sideways glance at each other, they immediately know what to do and where to go.

Klaus.

Before they even had the chance to even so much as touch the doorknob, they front door flew open, revealing a dishevelled Mikaelson, eyes bloodshot and lips pulled back.

"The hell do you want, Barbie Klaus?" Damon asked, icy blue eyes narrowed to slits.

Rebekah, using her strength and speed, pinned Damon to the wall on the other side of the room. Her face had dark veins crawling and eyes were pooled with blood, looking exactly like her reputation of an Original vampire. "Where. Is. Elena?"

Damon struggled out of her vice grip, but the hold around his throat tightened, effectively crushing his windpipe. Before she could do any more damage, however, Stefan threw her off of his brother. She ended up crashing—and destroying—one of their tables and all its centerpieces.

"The hell do you care?" Stefan demanded.

"Rebekah..?"

It was faint. Very faint, in fact, it was barely a whisper from the floor above them. But thanks to enhanced senses, Rebekah was still able to pick up Elena's strained voice. Before Stefan or Damon had the chance to keep her in place or so much as move, Rebekah was already just a gust of wind up the stairs.

Caroline and Bonnie were blocking the door, the former on the defensive and the latter ready for attack.

"Let me through, you hags," Rebekah said through gritted teeth.

"Over our dead bodies," Caroline said, easily matching Rebekah's tone.

Rebekah's voice dropped considerably to barely a decibel above a whisper. "That could be easily arranged."

"No. Care," Elena groaned. Rebekah looked passed Caroline's shoulder and found Elena in bed. Her face was shiny with sweat and was contorted in pain. Half-lidded eyes met her panicked ones and she found herself gravitated to her.

If it wasn't for her stupid bodyguards.

"Guys," Elena tried again, louder this time. "Let... Le—let... her—come here... please."

Rebekah had lost it at that point. Elena needed her and she wasn't going to let newbie vampires stop her. Using all of her strength, she grabbed Caroline by the neck and tossed her right onto the Salvatore brothers, causing all three vampires to fall and become disoriented. Bonnie was too stunned to use her magic at that point, giving Rebekah more than enough time to speed towards Elena.

Not even a full second of holding each other's hand, Rebekah had let go of Elena because of the sudden wave of pain that rendered her crumpled on the floor.