The Salvatore sister

Let The Right One In Part Two

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Rick's Classroom

Rick picks up his duffel bag and pours the contents out on his desk. "Teacher by day, vampire hunter by night." Damon says smiling.

"I've you to thank for that." Rick said looking up at him.

"What are these?" Elena asked as she had picked up some darts.

"Those are tranquilizer darts filled with vervain."

"Just get me in. I'll get Stefan out." Damon said.

"That's your plan? You're just gonna take them all on yourself?" Elena asked.

"Not by his self. I'm going in too." Skylar said walking back into the class.

"Plus, I'll be a little stealthier than that, hopefully."

"Whoa. What are you doing?" Rick asked looking at Elena as she picked up a dart.

"I'm going with you guys."

"No. No. No. No. No way." Damon said shaking his head.

"You need me. I'll get in. You could distract them, and then I'll get Stefan out."

"You'll get yourself killed. You're not going in there." Skylar said standing next to Damon.

"I'm going." Elena exclaimed.

"So, when you get me in, get out as quickly as you can. I know how to sneak around where they can't hear me. You'll basically just be in the way." Damon said rolling his eyes at Rick.

"Damon, now is not the time to be the lone ranger." Elena said.

"Fine. Elena, you can- you can drive the getaway car. You're not going in the house."

"You can't stop me. It's Stefan we're talking about here. You don't understand."

"Oh, I understand. I understand. He's the reason you live. His love lifts you up where you belong. I get it."

"Can you just not joke around for two seconds?"

"I can't protect you, Elena. I don't know how many vampires there are in there. That's how long it takes you to get your head ripped off. I have to be able to get in and get out. I can't be distracted with your safety. Or this will end up a bloodbath that none of us walk away from...Including Stefan. I know. I get it. I understand."

Elena started tearing up as Rick cleared his throat, "If we're gonna go, let's go."

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The Grill

Matt walked over to an empty booth and started cleaning it up as he talked to Caroline on the phone. "Where are you? I can barely hear you," he asked.

"Storm washed out Route five. Now I'm detoured on some random backwoods path to hell."

"Well, you shouldn't be talking while you're driving," Matt said as he laughed picking up some empty glasses.

"I know, right? I need one of those blue-tooth thingies."

"Look, you're breaking up. Just turn around and go back the same way you came. And watch the road. OK?" He said as she sighed.

"OK." Caroline pulled the phone away from her ear and threw it on the seat next to her. She drove forward when she came to a dead end, she turned her head and looked out of her back window as she started to back up. In the process the car stopped and got stuck in the mud. "God. Oh. Oh. Seriously," She exclaimed as she sits back in her seat and turns the radio up.

Mrs. Gibbons House

Rick walks up the front porch of Mrs. Gibbons house and pounds on the door, to have Fredrick open it, "Oh, good, someone's home. Uh, could I use your phone? My car broke down a few miles up the road. This was the first house I saw."