Fire & Flame | Klaus Mikaelson

sixteen

16. 1912

After realising there was still a weapon out there in Mystic Falls that could kill the originals, Rebekah and Lily immediately set to work, they wanted to find the tree before any of the Mystic Falls people found about it and tried to use it to kill the Mikaelson's, and Klaus, trusting that the two girls had this in control, took a step back, only after Rebekah and Lily assured him multiple times that they knew what they were doing.

Currently, Lily and Rebekah set up a meeting with Carol Lockwood, the current mayor of Mystic Falls, at the Mystic Grill, hoping she as the mayor, knew something about the old white oak tree.

"Thank you for meeting with us, mayor" Rebekah said, "I figured as head of the preservation society you'd be a good person to ask about the oldest trees in this community".

"A long line of Lockwood women used to keep those records" Carol informed, "Back before any of them had actual jobs".

Lily gave Carol a small smile, "Actually the reason we called you here was because me and Rebekah already check the founder's archive, but the specific tree we're looking seems to not be in any of the records".

"It probably got cut down" Carol said, taking a sip of her coffee, "Big old tress built half this town in the 1900s".

"Do you happen to know who kept the milling ledgers during that period?" a curious Rebekah asked.

"Back then, all the logging mills were owned by the Salvatores" Carol revealed.

Rebekah and Lily immediately looked at each other, both the girls realising that their job had gotten much harder.

***

Damon and Stefan sat at the bar in Mystic Grill, getting drunk and trying to figure out a way to find the serial killer loose in Mystic Falls and prove Alaric, who was currently in police custody, innocent.

"So, what does a medical examiner, Bill Forbes and Alaric Saltzman have in common?" a curious Damon asked, but Stefan ignored him and kept tapping his ring on to the bar, "Come on, knock it off" Damon said, immediately stopping Stefan's tapping, "You know, quitting blood cold turkey after a ripper binge probably not the best approach, every time you play that all or nothing game, you eventually leave a trail of bodies, so I'm thinking now is a good time to pay our old friend moderation a visit".

"They were all on the founder's council, Damon" Stefan said, changing the subject, the last thing he wanted right now was a moderation lesson from Damon of all people, "That's what they have in common".

"But why them, huh?" a confused Damon asked, "Brian Walters and Alaric weren't from founding families, I mean, hey, if you gotta slaughter council members, go A-list, at least in 1912, they killed a Salvatore".

"Which Salvatore would that be?".

Damon and Stefan turned around and their eyes landed on Rebekah, and behind her stood Lily, who had no hope in this plan of Rebekah's, the only reason she was here was because Rebekah wouldn't let her leave, she knew if she tried to leave, Rebekah wouldn't mind dragging her infront of everyone, and right now, Lily really didn't want to be dragged, but that didn't mean she was happy being shoved into the company of the two Salvatore's.

***

"So, Zachariah Salvatore was your nephew?" Rebekah asked, sitting next to Damon, while Lily sat next to Stefan, both best friends felt very awkward being near each other after their last altercation where Stefan tried to drive Lily off of Wickery Bridge.