Samantha returns back to Mystic Falls to help her sister after her parents death. Unexpected, mysterious things started happening in the tiny town. Sudden death, bite marks, and people drained of blood appear. Sam's world has been a dull grey since...
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I slowly open my eyes to warmth and comfort. Damon's arm is loosely wrapped around my waist and the bedsheets smoothly cover my body. My vision comes into focus and my eyes trail down Damon's face.
The sunlight dances on his clear, pure skin and my heart skips a beat. His pink lips parted open, his chest gently going up and down with each breath he inhales and exhales, and his raven hair fallen into his face.
A smile tugs on my face with pleasure and his eyes slowly open, the ocean of blue coming alive inside his orbs. He hums with satisfaction and easily pulls me closer.
"Klaus has his family back expect for one person," Damon announces with a raspy voice that sends chills down my spine.
"And who would that be?" I ask curiously.
"The locked coffin that holds the mother witch inside. Bonnie's still trying to open it with her witchy juju," Damon sighs out with annoyance and the door rings loudly.
"You have a doorbell?" I ask with confusion, throwing the bedsheet covers off ourselves. Damon and I climb out of bed, walking over to the front door.
Damon swings open the door and Sherriff Forbes stands outside, a tiny frown across her face. I step outside with Damon, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Brian Walters was killed a few days ago. Someone drove this stake through his heart," she explains with a soft voice, holding up a stake containing a bloody stake.
"This is one of ours. It's from my parents lake house," I mumble out with shock.
"That's why I'm here. I haven't told anyone, but forensics ran it for prints and found only one clean set. Your sister's," Sherriff Forbes reveals and my jaw drops open.
"What? Elena would never do that," I shake my head with denial.
"I don't believe that Elena did it, I've known her my whole life. I'm trying to figure out who would use your family's stake to murder a man," she announces with a firm tone.
"We'll let you know if we come up with anything," I reassure her, heading back inside the house with Damon.
"Elena's the prime suspect, huh?" Damon teases me, nudging my shoulder and I shoot him a harsh glare.
"Shut up. You're not helping. I thought my boyfriend was suppose to help and not think my sister's a murderer," I roll my eyes with amusement and he snaps his head towards me.
"Boyfriend?" he asks, running his tongue over his bottom lip. I stutter out and shrug my shoulders, the heat rising in my face.
"That's okay, right? I mean I think we're in a relationship," I mumble out, sinking down in my figure with embarrassment.
"If that's what you want," Damon comments and my breath hitches in my throat.
"Do you want it, too?" I ask curiously, stepping forward and he nods his head reassuringly. I let out a sigh of relief and he presses a soft kiss to my forehead before I leave.
I arrive at the house the same time as Elena and I swing the door open to total darkness.
"Wasn't Alaric here last?" I question and she nods her head.
"That's weird," Elena comments and I nod my head. I walk into the kitchen and grab two flashlights, handing my sister one. I click the button and the bright light shines out.
"Oh my God," I whisper, shining my flashlight down onto the pool of fresh, crimson blood. Elena quickly grabs a knife, taking the lead and shining her light on bloody handprints covering the wall.
We slowly walk up the stairs and I point my flashlight at Alaric, leaning against the wall with a knife sticking out of his stomach. A gasp escapes my lips and Elena drops down onto her knees, her lips trembling.
I kneel down and press my fingertips to his neck, trying to feel a pulse. "He's dead," I announce and Elena lowers her head.
"I think the luck on his ring is starting to run out," Elena announces and I open my mouth to say something, but Alaric's body jolts.
Alaric coughs loudly with pain and breathes heavily. Elena and I stumble back a little bit and Alaric groans out quietly. I let out a sigh of relief and Elena's smiles warmly.
