The Originals

27

Waking up, I groan and rub my neck to ease some of the pain. Marcel was trying to stand as Damon and Stefan were still out.

As I slowly stood, I saw that we were moved, I think into some kind of cellar or something. It was dark and I could faintly see scratch marks on the walls.

Marcel and I heard Damon waking up, along with his brother and helped them both stand. Damon began shaking dirt off his clothes clearly annoyed.

"I swear, I'm gonna kill whoever's in Alaric's body and send them to hell," he spat.

"We're in the Lockwood cellar," Stefan commented.

We were locked behind some bars and all tried to bust the door down, soon realizing it was soaked in vervain. We cussed and gave up, because we weren't able to open it.

"This is just great," I grumbled leaning my head against the wall. "What are we gonna do?"

"Wait, I guess," Stefan replied.

"Awesome. Hey Damon, if we make it out of this, I'll kick your ass. Then the next time you call, make it so we can have a drink," I said punching him.

He groaned then rubbed his arm as I leant my head on Marcel's shoulder. Something was buzzing in my pocket and I felt grabbed it, seeing it was my phone.

Elijah was calling me and I instantly answered hoping he could come and save us.

"Jessica-you've been- where-"

"Elijah? Can you here me?" I asked standing and trying to find service. "I'm in Mystic Falls with Marcel, we need help."

"I can't- what happ-where-" he was cut off by the lack of signal that ended the call.

The hope in everyone's eyes faded when the call was cut short. I grew angry. Angry because I'm always getting kidnapped. Angry because I'm always being pulled from the people I love. Angry because I want to leave.

My anger took over and I threw myself at the gate, trying to rip it off, ignoring the pain it sent my way. They tried to stop me, but I wouldn't listen. Soon enough, we heard a little squeak from the gate meaning it was becoming loose.

The men jumped in and we all tried to rip the gate off. Eventually it did, and we were all exhausted from it, but had to continue to move before we got trapped again.

The brothers led us through the tunnels so it's more unlikely we would get caught. We began crawling out of a vent and all poured onto the floor in a kitchen I think.

Damon helped me stand as Stefan did Marcel and the four of us sped out of there and to a different house. The only problem was, Marcel and I weren't invited in, meaning we couldn't be protected.

"Liz, you gotta invite some people in your house," Damon said on the phone. "They're good, I promise! Look, they're helping us find your daughter and try to fix Alaric."

He put the phone on speaker and the woman invited us in. We immediately went inside, shutting the door and locking it.

"I'll try Elijah again," I said pulling out my phone.

Marcel nodded and walked with me in another room.

"Jessica? Are you there?" A frantic Elijah asked.

"Yeah, I'm here. Look, Elijah we need your help-"

"No, you two must come home. Something's happened."

"Elijah! Listen to me," Marcel said taking the phone from me. "We're in Mystic Falls. We're trying to help some people but can't. We need you and Klaus to get your asses over here and help us!"

"What?" Stefan asked walking into the room. "No. They can't-"

"Stefan, they can help us," I said leading him out of the room. "You want your friends back?"

He nods. "Of course I do."

"They are the only way to getting them," I said.

"How do you know that?"

"She doesn't," Damon said walking towards us. "She's a liar. I don't even know why I ask for your help. All you've been doing is causing trouble. We got taken because of you-"

"Damon! Stop, Jessica's helped out a lot," Stefan said taking a step towards his brother.

"It's not Damon," I realized grabbing Stefan's arm. "Marcel! We have to go!"

He came out right away as Stefan and I slowly went to the door. Damon, or whoever was in Damon's body, began to speed towards.

We all sped out of the house and ran as far as we could. Marcel got a car and the three of us jumped in, as he sped out of Mystic Falls.

"Where are we going?" Stefan asked.

"Back to New Orleans. They wouldn't come, and we need D," Marcel said going faster.

"We can't leave, our friends are still missing and whoever is in Mystic Falls is taking over bodies."

"Stefan, the way to save your friends and your town, is to go back to New Orleans, because I have a feeling I know who it is. Marcel, drive faster," I said.

"Who is it?" Stefan asked.

"I think it's Esther. Following us wherever we go," I explained.

"Well, guys. This will be a hell of a long trip and let's just hope we make it out alive," Marcel said picking up speed.