Chapter 16: 1912

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Chapter 16: 1912

~Flashback~

Mystic Falls, 1912

The bell of the clock tower chimes as it was midnight. Then two men walk out of the station, "Will you get home alright, Mister Salvatore, I can get one of the police vehicles." the sheriff offers him and Mr. Salvatore looks at him, "A little winter chill never hurt anyone, Sheriff Forbes." he informs him.

"I am not concern about the cold, friend more for your safety." Forbes reminds him, "One Councils men murder, doesn't make it confidential, Jarred." Salvatore tells him and tips his hand. "Good night." he tells him and walks off, "Good night." Jarred tells him as he watches his friend walk off, then Jarred walks to his police car and drove off home.

Mr. Salvatore walks along the dirt ground, as he kept his awareness around him, looking from left to right. But then heard something scatter like a can, he looks behind him as shadow quickly moves pass him. He saw there was no one behind him, so he turns to walk home, but gasp as a knife meets his gut, making him look his murderer right in the eye, then the knife was pulled right out and he collapses onto the ground and was dead, the murderer that wielded the knife looks down at him and quickly left the scene.

~End of Flashback~

Morning came and Elena rolls over, opening her eyes and saw Samathea was laying in front of her, fast asleep. Elena just looks at her, remembering last night. Elena had to almost bandage Samathea's entire body. But the pain did fade away, leaving her to rest. But Elena didn't leave her side, too afraid to find her dead the next day.

But here she is, asleep and safe, right where she belongs. She gently reaches out and brushes Samathea's hair out of her face, making Samathea inhale. Elena looks at her and pulls her hand back as Samathea's flutters her eyes open. "Hi." Elena smiles at her. Samathea smiles back at her and lets out a soft, 'Hi.' Elena then grips her hand. "How are you feeling?" Elena asks her. Samathea groans. "Tired, exhausted and drain." she answers her, "Do you need anything? Food, water?" Elena asks her, Samathea nods at her. "Water, please," Samathea asks her. Elena nods at her, got up and headed downstairs. She walks into the kitchen, took out a glass and fills it up with water from the cool water in the fridge.

She then headed back upstairs and walks back into Samathea's room, sets the glass down, got onto the bed and helps Samathea sit up. Then reaches back and pulls the glass to her. "Here, slow sips," Elena tells her and Samathea sips the water slowly. "You were done?" Elena asks Samathea nods and handed the glass back to her. Elena took it and sets it back on the nightstand. Samathea lays on her pillow and Elena strokes her head, "Are you sure you're okay?" Elena asks her, Samathea looks at her and nods. "I'll be alright. I promise." Samathea mumbles at her, she then saw the sad look in Elena's eyes. "Stop. Stop that." she tells her, Elena looks at her, "Yes, I'm still mad at you for what you did but, I can't stay mad forever. Because in the end, you're all I got left." Samathea tells her, making Elena smile at her.

Then the phone started to ring, "I'll get it." Elena tells her, then kisses her forehead and walks out of the room. Samathea watches her go then slowly gets up and follows her. Elena walks down the stairs and answers the phone, "Sheriff Forbes, is everything okay?" Elena answers as Samathea steps down the stairs. Then Elena's face went to surprise, "He what?" she questions as Samathea got the meaning of her surprise look.

~8~8~8~

Elena and Samathea were dress as they walk into the police station, they both look around and saw Damon walk up to them. "Were you just with?" Samathea asks him, "Ric's fine. The Sheriff wants me to stay out of it." Damon informs her and Samathea nods. "But you're not going to are you?" she asks again, he shrugs at her. "Seem a good plan than any," Damon tells her. "You're friend's in jail for the murders you have to do something." Elena snaps at him.

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