Bad Blood || The Vampire Diaries [1]

21: Ordinary People

   For the first time in a long time, I felt truly happy. My heart fluttered with every movements, butterflies following in my stomach. I felt the excitement at my fingertips, as if electricity ran through them. I had slept with Damon, and there was no inch of regret inside of me. His kisses were hot and it felt as if he were searing his touch to every inch of my skin. I didn't want to return to the real world where Stefan didn't have his humanity, Elena was sort-of in danger, and I was a doppelgänger of some sorts.

   When the morning arrived, Damon and I went to the old Lockwood cellar with Alaric and Elena. It was the reason why Mason had brought Damon over. Damon and I could not really pass and see in person since there was some spell or something that did not allow us to pass. Maybe we needed to be invited in; it appeared that the Lockwood's were very anti-vampire. But, there were runic writings on the walls, which indicated presence of Vikings in Mystic Falls. Alaric took pictures of the drawings, and now we were at his loft as we tried to read what they meant. Since he was a big history buff, it was much easier for everyone. 

   "This images tell a story," Alaric said as he stared down at the pictures. "To learn a story, you have to decipher these images."

   Behind us, I could hear Elena and Damon. He had been helping her with her combat training, which was not going well. Each time she tried to get a good hit on Damon, he would immediately disarm her without effort. Her excuse would be that she was new at it, even though she had been practising for more than three months.

   "Yeah, but doesn't Mikael have a weapon?" Elena asked, continuing her practise. 

   "Yes," Damon answered her. "Which probably means the wall will lead us to Mikael, who we have already found. Bang! You're dead."

   "These images at the very least might tell us what that weapon is," Alaric continued. 

   Elena stepped to the table. "Then all we have to do is find out what they mean."

   "Fine, fine!" Damon groaned. "If I am being irritatingly optimistic like you three, how do you suppose we do that?"

   I looked at them with a smile. "You go to the main source," I said as I playfully pointed at her. "The Original family, Rebekah."

   Elena nodded, a smile forming around her lips. "That's a good idea," she said. "The cheerleading squad is at practise now, she should be there. I'm gonna go talk to her."

   "Don't get yourself killed!" I called out as I continued to look at the pictures. I circled the table, coming up to Damon, who was looking at the pictures as well. He bumped me with his hip gently, a small and playful smirk around his lips. I bumped him with my shoulder in return, a smile forming around my lips. And, there it was again. The happiness.

   Alaric cleared his throat, looking at us through his lashes as he kept his head down. "Are you two done flirting?" he asked. "Because Clara and I need to get back at deciphering these pictures."

   "Fine," Damon said, putting the picture he was looking at back on the table. "I'm going to check on Stefan."

   "Is that a good idea?" I asked. 

   He shrugged his shoulders. "Lexi had him worked up quite a bit," he explained. "At the moment, he might feel as if he has gone a few months, years without blood. He's weak, and he's my brother. Might as well check up on him." He wiggles his fingers as he walked backwards to the door. "Family day at Vampire Rehab."

   "Don't get killed," I called, rolling my eyes. "And don't kill him!" I knew that he could hear me through the closed door, because I heard him let out a chuckle. I smiled to myself and went back to looking at the pictures. As I continued, I felt someone staring at me. I looked up to see Alaric, who had a straight face. "What?" I asked, tilting my head to side.