Lottie Salvatore // Vampire Diaries

Chapter 19

Eden, Georgia 2010

"Look, I have this quick meeting with some people that I do not trust. I know you can take care of yourself, but these vampires are older then you and-"

"Are they older then you?" I interrupt. Elijah is strong, but who knows what these guys are like and how many there would be.

"No vampire is older then me." Elijah says. He doesn't mean to be condescending, but he can definitely come off that way sometimes. "Please, just wait in the car, and don't get out of the car no matter what. Okay?"

I look out at the landscape of the place he has gotten me to take him. It was pretty creepy. The house looks almost as old as me with some windows boarded up and cobwebs covering most of the walls. Other then the house, there seems to be nothing around us.

"Just be safe. Okay?" I say.

"Of course." He says. He places both his hands on my cheeks and kisses my forehead. He pulls away, and turns to head inside.

Eventually, a blue sports car pulls up to the house, and two men walk in, one holding a duffel bag. They both go into the house. They are too far away to make see their faces but their body language makes me believe that they are fighting. That must be who you Elijah is meeting.

A few more minutes pass, and I hear shouting coming from the house. I hesitate slightly, as I remember promising to Elijah that I would stay in the car, but decide to sneak in.

I find an open window, and enter through it. I hear Elijah counting down. He sounds even angrier then he was the last time we ran into Nik. It always surprises me when he speaks like this, because he never spoke to me in that way. I silently walk through a room with a coach and a man, or what was a man. He had been beheaded and both his head and body were laying on the ground. I sneak up the stairs and hear a woman's voice, then an explosion. Elijah yells in pain, and I hurry up to aid him. As I reach the commotion, I see Elijah being daggered. I almost let out a shout, but cover my mouth before I do.

I grab a piece of wood from the the railing behind me and vamp speed to the man. I push the man to the wall, and aim for his heart.
"Lottie?!" The man shouts, be before I can register who it is, I feel hands on my head, hear a snap and all goes black.

Mystic Falls, Georgia, A few hours later

I wake up in a cellar. My neck is killing me. I rub it, and try to stretch it out but I doesn't help.

I hear whispering coming from outside the cell, and try to focus on what they're saying.
"It can't really be her, could it?" One voice says.
"I mean, it was Katherine who said she found her body. Maybe she turned her?" Another says.

I stand up, and go to the small window on the door. I try to open the door quietly, but it doesn't budge. I try a little harder and still nothing. I then try with all my might, but still nothing. The door does make a loud noise though, alerting whoever has trapped me in here that I am awake.

More whispering happens, then two men I thought I would never see again appear.
"Stefan?" I gasp, looking to my younger brother. "Damon?" Looking to my older brother. "You're alive?"
"Hello, sister" Damon says with a smile. "Long time, no see"
"I- " I begin, but am lost for words. "Can't believe I forgot how ugly you are" I say to Damon in a teasing manner. I can't help but smile at the two of them, even though I was locked in a cell. In all honesty, I don't think I have been this happy in a long time. I regretted so badly not going back to them after I turned, but I didn't see a world where I came back and didn't kill them. I lost all control when I turned.

"That's no way to greet your older brother" he says crossing his arms. "Especially when he has you locked in a cellar."

"Why am I in here anyway?" I question, even though I think I know the answer. Whatever Damon and Stefan are up to, it's obviously going against whatever Elijah is doing.

"Well the first time you've seen me in 180 years, you tried to put a stake in my chest so excuse me if I don't trust you to roam the house."

"What do you two have against Elijah anyway?" I question.
"He tried to kidnap my girlfriend so he can get her killed." Stefan speaks up. "What business do you have with Elijah?"
"Well, he's just a friend who means a lot to me" I say.
"Don't tell me you were sleeping with the scary old vampire we just killed?" Damon says.

They think he's dead? I guess they haven't met any of the Michelson's since they turned.
"You didn't kill him, idiots. He's an original. They can't die to a wooden stake." The two of them look to each other in shock. "Also, I'm not sleeping with him."
"Brother, a word." Damon says, and they both go out of earshot.
So my brothers are alive. Almost two centuries of struggling to find meaning without them, and they were alive the whole time. And they are going against my closest and frankly only friend, who was there for me at that time. What am I going to do?

I pace the floor of the cellar, and put my hands on the top of my head in frustration. After a few minutes, the two of them reappear at the window.
"We're going to let you out." Stefan says,

"But we're keeping a close eye on you because of the whole 'sleeping with the enemy' thing." Damon says, opening the door.

"I'm not sleeping with him." I reiterate. I walk out of the cell and they lead me up to the main house.