"So, call it pride or vanity. But after the life that I've led, I refuse to drift off into the sunset. Goodbye, Nadia."
She was falling, falling...
This was the end. After 500 years of running, surviving, killing, and things unnamed, Katherine Pierce was falling to her death.
Except, she didn't.
Before she could process what she'd done, a pair of strong arms had caught her, effectively breaking her fall and saving her.
Then, she opened her eyes to see his face.
Stefan.
Huh?
"What are you doing?" He asked.
She moved out of his arms and stood up.
"I told you. You either face your problems, or you run. I chose option 3..." Katherine was able to say, tears prickling at her eyes.
"And... what problems have you... jumping off of a clocktower?" Stefan asked, curiously.
"I'm dying, Stefan. I'm dying of old age." She managed to speak, overwhelmed with emotions at the thought. "I don't know, the cure did something to speed up the entire, mortifying process."
She started sniffling, the tears threatening to come out.
Stefan was looking at her closely, listening to her.
"Hey." He said, cupping her face with one hand.
Her eyes widened at the contact, feeling his hand on her cheek.
"You're Katherine Pierce. Suck it up." He motivated her.
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Her dad was part of the Augustine research. She couldn't believe it.
Elena put her head down in her arms, overwhelmed and disheartened.
"I'm so so sorry I got you caught up in this." Damon reached for her hand through the bars of the jail cell, in an effort to comfort her.
"Hey. Hey. Look at me. Hey." He coerced her, nudging her with his hand.
Elena raised her head to look at him.
"But I promise you. I will get you out of here." He finished, firmly.
She took a breath. As long as she had Damon... everything would be okay.
She brought her hand to his, reciprocating his touch.
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"Your loss. He's great in bed." Katherine said, suggestively.
"Ugh, I am so not listening to this." Caroline replied, disgusted by the topic of conversation and started addressing Stefan and rambling about the entire process from the book.
Meanwhile in the safe, Stefan was starting to feel like all the air in his lungs was being wiped right out, he felt suffocated, he was sweating all over. He called for Caroline but no answer came.
"So, how do you help the guy who always comes to the rescue? Stefan's a hero. It's who he is at his core. He can't always come through for himself, but he can always come through for everyone else." She pondered.
"I've got an idea." She finished.
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"Damon, I love you." Elena said with conviction. "I love you and these people tortured you for five years... Whatever you had to do, I don't care."
Damon stayed silent for a few moments.
"Alright. The Augustines' next party was in 1958..." He started narrating.
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One single thread of gold (tied me to you.)
FanfictionStefan's gone. He has been all summer. But something about his absence just doesn't seem to sit well with her. Or maybe she just misses him. And this is just a mere excuse. But she couldn't dwell on this. Not right now. Not when she had made her de...
