Bonnie's Theft

Chapter 23

"Good news, he remembers me and even my brief unfortunate rendezvous with Enzo. Bad news is he's no closer to remembering Bonnie or there child. I showed him pictures of her and nothing," Elena said joining the others in the waiting room. Caroline was busy consoling a grief stricken Stefan who was obviously carrying this all on his tense shoulders. He looked up as she approached.

"I scoured the Earth for that witch. There is no other. I've lost my niece and my brother has lost his only child." Stefan responded his jaw clenching.

"On the bright side, you cant miss what you don't remember," Caroline said knowing that as soon as it was out of her mouth that it was too late for her to take it back.

"He will not be this way forever. He will remember and he will know what this means. She is the last of our bloodline. The Benette line. Even if I were to simply forget who she is to our family. How could I ever forget who she is to the world?" He snapped taking Caroline aback.

"There's still hope."

"Ah, Elena, the constant hopeful one," Enzo smirked coming upon them. "Don't you just want to choke her with it?"

Stefan sucked in a harsh breath. "Actually, yes."

"Stefan," Caroline squeaked out aghast.

"Stefan and I both have stayed up half the night running through a thousand different scenarios. None of them end in Damon getting his memory back and the child returning to us unharmed. We have lived a thousand years. Don't you think if there was a solution we would have found it." Enzo said too casually.

He looked at her as if he wanted to rip her heart, right out of her chest. But she paid him no mind. "Not if you're over thinking things. We know where they are now. We can narrow our focus and come up with something a lot better than what we did before."

Stefan stood up and stared her down. "We didn't come up with anything. I did it on my own with the help of Caroline. While you two were off having your fun."

"Now, Stefan. Let bygones be bygones. Before I stump it out of you, mate." Enzo declared in his heavy accent.

Caroline put her foot down and yelled. "Stop it everyone!"

They all turned to look at her.

"Stefan, this time is different. We're all different people and we're going to need to all work together. If we're going to get Bonnie and the baby back and have even half a chance of returning Damon to his former glory," she said a bit sarcastically.

"I was going to go back to Alaric and see what we can find in the ancient books." Elena replied pulling on her jacket and lifting the shoebox of Bonnie's mementos under her arm.

"I'll walk you out. There are a few contacts I can light a fire under and I mean that literally," Enzo said bowing slightly before trailing slightly behind her.

He walked her to her car and an uncomfortable silence fell between them. "You don't have to do this. I might actually begin to think you care."

"Let me, discourage any such thoughts." He pulled out a knife from his sleeve and plunged it into her stomach.

Blood began to seep through her white silk blouse like a tie-dye t-shirt. She tried to laugh, but blood spilled out of her mouth instead. She spit it in his face and wiped at her wet lips. Smearing her blood across the back of her hand. "You know this won't kill me."

"No, love," Enzo replied grinning from ear to ear. "But are those your new white boots you stood in line for all day to get. The ones that are so worth it because there limited edition." He mimicked in a girly voice.