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"HEY, STEFAN. HOW are you?" I ask him, setting my bags down from my two day vacation. He stands up from the couch, embracing me in a hug. Our reunion gets cut short as Caroline and Tyler barge through the door.
Tyler slams against the ground, writhing in pain. I immediately notice the bullet holes covering his chest. I crouch down to him, immediately smelling the vervain excreting from his body. Stefan goes to touch Tyler but I swat his hand away.
"The bullets are soaked in vervain. Go get some tongs." I instruct him. He springs into action, grabbing the utensils from the kitchen.
Caroline stands by with a worried look on her face as I carefully remove the bullets from Tyler with a pair of tongs.
"Please tell me that's the last one." Caroline begs. I nod, pulling out the last bullet. Stefan takes the tongs from my hand, observing the bullet closely.
"These were specially carved; the length, the width. If you were a normal vampire, you'd be dead." Stefan places the wooden bullet in a glass of alcohol to clean it off.
Tyler sits up. "This guy knew what he was doing. His gloves must have been seeped in vervain. He was looking for a vampire and he didn't hesitate for a second when he found one."
"These etchings.." He goes to touch the bullet but my sixth sense kicks in, swatting his hand away from it.
I shake my head. "The bullet would've burned you."
"Is it spelled?" Caroline asks out of curiosity.
"I don't know. They're something." Stefan replies. Before we're able to investigate further, I get this sharp pain strike in my stomach. I grip my shirt, trying to alleviate the pain. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," I stand up, pulling my phone out of my pocket. "Excuse me."
I walk out of the room for more privacy. I scroll through the contacts on my phone, clicking on the name Elena Gilbert.
She answers as I put the phone up to my ear. "Hey, are you okay?"
"Uh, not really. Do you think you could bring me a change of clothes to the church? I've had a little accident." She asks me in a frantic voice.
"Of course. I'll be there in a few minutes." I hang up the phone, grabbing one of my dresses that I think would best suit Elena. I tell Stefan that I'm running to the store for something. This is not my place to share this with her boyfriend.
I arrive at the church. Elena texted me that she's in the bathroom. I walk to the bathroom, knocking on the door. She immediately opens the door, letting me in and locking the door behind us.
My eyes are met with blood all over the sink.
"Elena, whose blood is that?" I ask her in the calmest voice I can manage.
