CENTURIES, stefan salvatore [1]

The Departed

CHAPTER 58: THE DEPARTED

The Gilbert House

After the very cheerful victory party at the Gilbert house, Jeremy and Elena had a little talk but that wasn't important. What was important was that Elena collapsed and Jeremy brought her to the hospital. You may wonder where Natalie was when all of that was going on. Sleeping, of course. But she was quick to join Matt, Tyler and Jeremy and pick her up from the hospital and freak out over the fact that something happened to her sister and even if it wasn't that bad, she could have been worse and died and that was something she couldn't handle. So, smothering galore.

"So, do you want anything at all? Coffee? Tea? Hot chocolate?" she leaned in a little closer to her and lowered her voice to a whisper. "Vodka?" She saw the blank stare her sister was giving her, and understood that she was probably super annoying at that moment. "And I'm being smothering. Sorry, I just don't know what I would have done if it'd been worse and I'd lost you. Maybe you don't this but I might have slight issues with loss. So, I'm being annoying, sorry."

"No, it's- it's nice." the doppelganger shook her head, assuring her that she was being really amazing and she didn't have anything against the affection.

Natalie smiled at slightly as she grabbed her hand. "I know that we've been going through a rough patch and we have our fair share of differences but you're my sister and I just, I wanted you to know-"

Elena cut her off, knowing exactly was she was about to say but wasn't sure if she was supposed to say it with them not having grown up together and having know each other for little over a year. But she loved her too. "I know, Natalie. Me too."

Natalie smiled her first really cheerful smile since she lost her father, making Elena join the smile fest.

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The Mystic Grill

Natalie had sent herself on a mission to gather food for her sister, who refused to let her go get it for her, but Natalie was really trying to be a better sister and getting her something to eat would be a good first step. She got the food that one of the waiters had gotten for her after mentioning being Jeremy's sister and Matt's friend, and they were always open to help one of their own.

She sent him a smile and was about to leave when a very familiar voice that made her want to cry and scream and fall apart spoke up from behind her. "We need to talk." Alaric spoke, and grabbed her shoulder and pulled her down into her seat as he sat down next to her. "I need you to tell me where they're keeping Klaus' body."

"Why would I know? Better question, why would I tell you?" she spat, trying to convince herself that it wasn't her father, and it wasn't her fault that it wasn't. She flashed back to that dream for a moment, the dream she had when Bonnie stopped her heart. And she could almost feel the wet fabric of the bloody shirt he wore, which was worsened by the tears falling from her eyes. She shook it off as she met his calculating eyes.

He tried to hit a little closer to home, knowing her better than anyone and every insecurity he had noticed with her was so easy to manipulate. "Elena's association with vampires nearly got her killed again tonight, Natalie, and you could easily be next. Does that even register with you? You two can't seem to cut them out of your lives, but I can. And with your help, I'll get rid of all of them. Find out where Klaus' body is being hidden, I'll kill him, all his siblings, and when I die, vampires will no longer exist. And if you find whatever way to stop me, then you'll all end up dead and it'll be all your fault. But you won't be able to. I'm gonna get Klaus either way, Nat. Be on the right side of this. Or maybe even the non-vampires you care about will be dead because of you."