Chapter 27

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Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).

Tyler stormed out of the front door, slamming it behind him as he began pacing up and down on the front porch and running his fingers through his hair. Caroline quickly followed behind, only to find him getting stressed out over what had just taken place over the phone with the information Klaus had given Rebekah.

"Every time I think I have him, that son of a bitch gets the upper hand." Tyler growled, as he stopped pacing to look at Caroline.

"We won't let him hurt you." Caroline promised him. "Stefan and Elena will bring back the cure."

"If they get to it first! And if they don't, Klaus kills me." Tyler told her, beginning to panic. "I need to get out of town to figure out how I'm gonna stay alive..." he told her.

"Wait, hang on, okay?" Caroline stopped him. "Gosh! Before you get all doomsday, just...At least let me try and talk to him." she added, throwing her hands in the air in frustration.

"He's got nothing to lose, Care." Tyler explained. "His hybrids are gone, he won't be able to make any others because Elena won't be able to take the cure. All he wants right now is blood, starting with mine." he said, his panic rising once more, as Caroline walked over to him and cupped his face in her hands.

"I'm not gonna say goodbye to you again, do you understand me?" Caroline said gently. "Let me fix this." she reassured him as Tyler nodded back at her and she smiled in return, hoping she'd said enough to calm him down for the time being.

Rebekah left Elena lying on the rocks, dead for all to see, however the Original knew it wouldn't last long, and she may have only a few minutes head start on her before she woke up. She made her way around the lake, only to spot the body of a dead man laying on the ground face up. He had blue and white face paint markings on his face but more significantly, his throat had been slit, which meant it was unlikely to be a vampire, unless they were covering their tracks. Rebekah suspected the man hadn't been dead too long, maybe only a few hours as his body was still 'fresh'. Sidestepping around him, she continued until she found the cave, which according to the translated map, was the place where the cure was hidden. Just before she reached the cave, she noticed a man leaving, and making his way towards her. As he got closer, Rebekah noticed he also carried the same markings on his face, she also noticed that he had the tombstone in his hand.

"So you were the one who stole it from me!" Rebekah demanded as she vamp-sped up to the man who looked confused by the accusation.

"No." he replied. "The Professor has given me this as payment for his services." he told her.

"What would you want with an old rock?" Rebekah asked, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

"I'm a witch." the man told her. "This rock is significant to me."

"Is that all we needed it for?" Rebekah asked. "To make sure you allowed Professor Shane to get to the cave safely?" her voice began to grow increasingly louder.

"It is." the man replied, nodding his head.

"Is it just significant for your people? Or is it significant within the witch community." Rebekah asked.

"Why do you want to know?" the man eyed Rebekah suspiciously.

"No reason." Rebekah smiled sweetly, pretending to get ready to leave. "Well, I must be on my way, I've got a cure to find." she added as she suddenly snapped the man's neck. Sighing with frustration as she realized she'd left her bag with Stefan, Rebekah decided to hide the rock next to a large boulder a little way off as it was the only significantly different looking rock around. She wasn't sure why she wanted the tombstone, but if it was useful to witches, it was obviously something of value to them, which could be helpful if she ever needed the assistance of a witch in future. Once hidden, Rebekah stood up and smacked the dust from her hands, before making her way back towards the place where she'd killed the witch, before climbing up the rock face and into the small entrance of the cave.

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