Power Inside *The Vampire Diaries*

Chapter 8

Sheila Bennett but Grams how she was known as for everyone looked at me with a calm smile. It was the next morning after my breakdown last night and I had crashed as soon as we arrived.

Grams had been expecting both of us when we woke up and Bonnie had excused herself, saying she needed to take a shower, leaving me with her grandmother alone

"So..." I tapped the mug of tea lightly, awkwardly waiting for Grams to start speaking

"You really look like your mother" Sheila told me softly. I nodded slowly, used to the comment by now. Everyone said I looked like her "But I think there's something of your father in you I can't quit place, but is in you"

I snapped my head up at her words, utterly shocked "My father?" I repeated, eyes widening. No one but my mom had ever mentioned my father at all. And whatever she mentioned, it never gave me anything. So to say I was curious, was an understatement

Grams squinted her eyes but didn't comment further, "Bonnie told me about your little episode last night" she said sipping her drink. I accepted the change of subject as I knew if I asked, I wasn't getting answers. My shoulders dropping "And how you seemed skeptical when she spoke to you earlier yesterday"

"No to offend you or anything, Mrs Bennet" I hastily added, tilting my head up "But when your best friend tells you that you're some kind of magical woman, then it's rational to feel skeptical"

Grams smiled patiently, "I know. But, you don't even get for a little curious as to why me and Bonnie think that?'

I wasn't going to lie on that, "Bonnie isn't acting all weirdly and letting out ear piercing blood screams. That's all me, and she's not like that"

Grams nodded, agreeing silently "But there had been things you and Bonnie seemed to agree on, weren't there?" I paused, suddenly thinking about how we both agreed on how Stefan was bad news after touching him. How we both seemed to know those numbers she was seeing were bad news as well. She smiled knowingly "You and Bonnie may not be exactly the same, but you share abilities with her. Actually, you could be stronger"

"I don't want to be stronger" I said shaking my head, "I want to be normal. I want to be able to sleep again. I haven't... I haven't slept very well for a week now"

Grams eyed me sympathetically, barely shaking her head "And I'm afraid you can't stop being what you are, child. It's not simply something you can turn off"

"Bonnie can" I leaned forward, eyes wide in desperation "She doesn't seem as perturbed as I am. These thoughts can't stop swirling around my head. Just two days ago I broke down, saying something about a woman coming to Mystic Falls and, I don't know.. Everywhere I go seems like I'm walking into a dead trap"

Grams' eyes turned serious, leaning forward "Since when, Jillian?" I didn't answer, staring at my mug of tea "Sweetheart. Don't look so down. You're different than Bonnie but just as special. You can do things she can't but she has more control than you. You can both help each other, but only if you accept the changes that comes with it"

"I don't even know what it is" I looked up.

"Jillian, listen carefully" Grams reached her hands, gently cradling mine between hers "You're a witch. Like Bonnie. But you're also something else"

I looked at Grams, curiously

~8~

"So she really is missing?" I asked Bonnie after walking out of the police station. We had been called by Sheriff Forbes and Bonnie drove us here, answering the questions she had asked us

I was surprised and worried for both, Vicky and Jeremy. Poor Jeremy who was going to suffer for not knowing where she was

"Apparently so" Bonnie sucked in a deep breath, giving me a side glanced look, "So, how you're holding up?"

I smiled sarcastically, "Awesome. Knowing I'm a freak half-witch and half -Banshee really makes me hold things up perfectly"

Bonnie let out a long sigh "Yeah, sarcasm is a good sign"

The something else part Grams told me about was that I am also a Banshee, a mythological woman who predicted death. I didn't want to hear more because it was a lot take at once but I was willing to hear the Bennett's out after all that had ever happened to me. They made sense and I wanted to know more. But first I needed some time to process everything

We walked in silence until familiar voices ahead caught my attention. I looked up, my muscles relaxing when Jeremy and my mom where the first people I spotted

"Go" Bonnie told me, smiling knowingly "You need to be with them so you can relax. I can talk whenever you want me to about... You know. When you're ready"

I nodded, grateful for that as I wrapped my arms around Bonnie before pulling away and walking to my mom

"Mom!"

Mom looked up, sighing and smiling in relief rounding the car and immediately engulfing me in her arms. I gladly accepted the hug, melting in her arms "Oh, God. I knew you were with Bonnie but that doesn't stop me from worrying. Specially since you weren't the one calling. What happened?" Mom pulled away, cupping my cheeks as she looked into my eyes kindly

I suddenly felt guilty, knowing I couldn't tell her the reason. It ate me away that I couldn't confide this with person I most trusted. It made me sick, but I had no choice. I forced a smile chuckling "I crashed. I wasn't drinking though. I was just tired and Bonnie suggested I could stay with her"

Thankfully mom believed me, smiling "Great. Good it wasn't something bad. Now, let's go home" I kept my smile thought it flickered down slightly, upset by myself for lying.

I followed mom toward the car, ignoring the way Jeremy looked at me, forcing a smile on my face