Howlin' For You

Chapter 17 - The Reunion II.

After the homecoming failure Rhiannon felt the burning desire to leave town for good, but there was still that slim chance that she might get Elijah back and she wasn't going to give up on him until there was absolutely no hope. Learning that the coffins with bodies of Elijah and rest of his family ended up in Stefan's hands didn't help to lift her spirits either. He's been acting like a lunatic lately and she was seriously worried about what he might do. There was no point in negotiating with him or Damon. They didn't give a damn about her or Elijah, at least not if there wasn't something in it for them.

Mystic Falls was crawling with hybrids and she did her best to avoid them or their master. She really didn't want Klaus to find out she wasn't sired to him in case he might feel obliged to find another, more terminal way to make Elijah suffer. So far it seemed like he'd lost his interest in making her life a living hell and she was hoping it would stay that way. That was one of the reasons she decided to stay out of everything that's been happening since the failed attempt of Klaus' assassination. She moved out of the Salvatore boarding house and decided to stay in a little B&B until she would find her own place. Elena tried to apologize and make her stay but she was having none of it. She was done with them. Every time she agreed to help them she got screwed over in the process. She spent her days going from one apartment to another, looking for a nice place to rent and her nights drinking through Mystic Grill's liquor supplies.

Rhiannon finally found herself a cute three bedroom apartment that was already furnished in a style that matched hers. She was headed to Salvatore boarding house to pick up the rest of her belongings and walked in on Stefan punching Damon in a jaw. That was something she longed to do since the homecoming night so she went for it.

"Auu, what the hell?" Damon winced.

"You know damned well what that's for," Rhiannon snarled. "Should've done it the minute I woke up vervained in my room! Don't worry I won't be long, just came back for the rest of my stuff."

"Right, that," Damon muttered. "What if I told you I made it right?" he asked with that bloody smirk on his face as he pulled out one of the daggers from behind his back.

"What? Did you –" Rhiannon whispered with a lump in her throat.

"Yep," Damon retorted. "Now will you forgive me?"

"I might consider it," Rhiannon quipped back trying to contain her emotions but not managing to do so completely. She walked up to Damon punching him in the face once again. "However, if you screw me or Elijah over again, I'll do something much worse than punching you. Is that clear?"

"Crystal," Damon said walking over to the liquor cabinet and pouring them all a drink. "Here you look like you could use one of these."

***

Something was different. Elijah was once again in the middle of one of his nightmares but this time it wasn't so intense. It no longer felt like he was a part of the dream, or memory or whatever it was. It felt like he was watching it from a distance and it felt like that distance was growing bigger and bigger with every moment. And then he heard voices that didn't belong to that dream. Niklaus... and somebody else. And then he opened his eyes realizing he was in a coffin. That bastard...

He managed to get out of his casket unnoticed and tore the man's heart right out of his chest letting his lifeless body fall to the ground revealing Klaus' surprised face.

"So Niklaus," Elijah said dropping the man's heart to the ground walking towards his younger brother. Needless to say he was furious. "What have I missed?"

"Elijah," Klaus muttered, terrified.

"You look surprised to see me," Elijah stated wiping his hands off. "So it wasn't you that removed the dagger from my chest."