Forbidden Desires (The Vampire Diaries)

Isobel

  "Me and Elena are supposed to help build the miss mystic float for the founder's day parade. If I don't, I get the wrath of Caroline. But I wanted to check in first." I explained, grabbing my makeup bag off of the dresser.

"Well, I'm doing great. Thanks for asking." He exclaimed, I could almost see the smirk forming on his lips.

"I'm talking about Stefan, dumbass" I explained with a chuckle, sitting down in front of my mirror.

"Oh, him? He's terrible." He said seriously, even though I knew he was being sarcastic.

"Really? What's wrong?" I questioned, playing along with his game.

"He's just back to boring, straight-laced, off the junk. You've successfully cured him off anything that was interesting about his personality." He exclaimed with a sigh.

"Don't forget who helped me." I said in a sing song voice.

"I hate myself." He exclaimed. "Hey, did uncle John mention anything to you about my field trip with the history teacher?" He questioned curiously.

"I'm avoiding that asshole." I explained bluntly, pressing speaker to put my pants on. "Why? What's he up to?" I questioned curiously.

"I don't know but I'd love it if you could find out for me" He explained. Of course, leave it for me to do the dirty work.

"I gotta go. I'm late" I explain.

"Have fun with the mystic queen." He exclaimed.

~*~

"Hey, Mr. Saltzman." I said, walking with Elena and Stefan.

"Come with me. We need to talk." He said, and I furrowed my eyebrows, sharing a look with Elena and Stefan. We followed Mr. Saltzman into his classroom.

~*~

"Damon. Thanks for coming." Ric said, as Elena and I sat, in shock.

"Sorry I'm late. The dog ate my, uh... never mind." Damon looked around the room. "What's all the furrowed brows?"

"I saw Isobel last night." Ric said.

"Isobel's here? In town?" Damon questioned.

Damon looked at me, and I gave him a small nod.

"Did you ask her about Uncle John? Are they working together?"

"No." Ric replied

"No they're not?

"No, I didn't ask."

"What about the invention?" Damon asked.

"Didn't ask."

"Does she know about the tomb vampires?"

"I don't know."

"Did words completely escape you?" Damon asked, dumbfounded.

"No, I was a little too distracted by my dead vampire wife to ask any questions."

"What did she want?" Damon asked.

"She wants to see us, Damon." I interferred.

"Alaric is supposed to arrange a meeting. We don't know why or what she wants."

"You don't have to see her if you don't want to." Damon told me. "Either of you."

"We don't have a choice." I muttered.

"She's threatened to go on a killing spree." Ric informed Damon.

"Oh. I take it that's... not ok with you guys."