Arabella Gilbert ♡ TVD

A View To Kill

Stefan woke up with a sleeping Rebekah's arm draped around his waist. His eyes widened slightly before he slowly removed it and climbed out of the bed, desperate not to wake her up. He quickly used his vampire speed to put his clothes on so he could sneak out of the house before she started to stir. He looked over at the sleeping blonde and smiled to himself when he noticed she was still dead to the world. He really must've worn her out last night.

He placed on his jacket and reached for the bedroom door handle, carefully turning it until it clicked. He pulled it open only to jump back in suprise when he was met with the smirking face of Klaus Mikaelson.

"Leaving so soon?" The hybrid questioned in humour as he walked into the bedroom. "Rebekah, love. Your bed buddy is leaving, it would be rude to not say goodbye." He said shaking the blonde awake.

Rebekah stirred awake and quickly pulled the cover up over her naked body, gaping at her bastard of a brother in anger. "This is my house, Nik, and I don't appreciate you invading my privacy like some creeping Tom." She spat before she used her own vampire speed to put on her robe.

"Well, I do apologise for breaking up this sordid little tryst, but I do have some urgent business. Or have you forgotten - Our paranoid brother Kol is running around with the white oak stake and homicide on the brain."

"He tried to kill me last night. I didn't forget." Rebekah snapped.

Stefan stood to the side feeling a little uncomfortable after his sordid night with the Mikaelson sister.

"Yes, well, unfortunately he seems to have absconded with my set of daggers."

"Oh poor Nik." Rebekah fake pouted as she slowly walked towards him. "How ever will you get your way without your precious daggers? They were so handy when you wanted to end a conversation with one of us!"

Klaus looked at his sister in annoyance and if he had a dagger handy, he would've probably stabbed it into her chest, sending her into a deep slumber until he saw fit. "Kol's irrational fear of Silas has pushed him over the edge. We need to put him down before he does any more damage. Now, I know you have the last dagger, and I know you have some white Ash, so hand it over." He said as he held his hand out.

"Mhm, and leave myself unprotected? You can file that request under 'no chance in hell'. Be gone by the time I have showered. Lurkers aren't welcome." She grabbed a clean set of underwear from her dresser and an outfit from her closet before she left the room, slamming the bathroom door behind her.

Klaus groaned in frustration before he turned and faced the younger Salvatore brother. "I need that dagger, Stefan. Talk some sense into her." He wasn't asking him, he was telling him.

"Why don't you talk some sense into her?" Stefan retorted with a hell lot of confidence. He was done been pushed around by the big bad hybrid. "I'm headed home to play prison guard to Damon. He's on lockdown ever since your damn brother compelled him to kill Jeremy."

"You see? That's my point exactly. If you let Kol roam free, then Jeremy won't live to see his junior prom, and we can kiss our map to the cure goodbye. But, if you help me dagger Kol, Damon will be uncompelled, Jeremy will live, and we'll be on our merry way to getting the cure."

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Bonnie was at Mystic Falls High school blowing up balloons as she was setting up for the 80's dance. Caroline was supposed to be doing it but had asked Bonnie to help with the prep instead, aswell as telling her Elena and Arabella would be there to help too. Neither twins had shown up which annoyed the Bennett witch to no end. She had tried to call Arabella multiple times but her phone kept going straight to voicemail.