The Rescue Mission Saga: Rescue Mission: Zavrina Bennett

Stallions and Knockers

Zavrina had been safe and sound for an entire week now. She had taken the time to paint and get to know everyone. She had taken to Damon, Bonnie, Trace, Arissa, and Mr. Saltzman. Other than Emily and her grandmother, those were the people she had bonded with the most. Not that she didn't absolutely adore everyone else in the Bennett Coven and the Mystic Falls Gang; because she did, but those five people stuck out.

She had taken an active roll in the planning of Miss Jo and Mr. Saltzman's wedding. Caroline was thankful for the help. They ordered dresses, floors, called a caterer, picked a venue and then the two of them, the older ladies, Liv, Trace, Elena, Bonnie, Benny, and Lena were roped into the decorating. Lucy and Abby were left behind because Miss Pauline said that they didn't need their negative attitudes to rub off on the décor and bring bad luck.

"Did Miss Jo order her dress online too?" Zavrina asked as she and Arissa strung up clear twinkly lights.

"No, my mom, Miss Pauline, and Miss Joanna are making it," Arissa answered.

"Oh," Zavrina said.

"What?"

"Old lady dress."

"No," Arissa laughed. "Liv and Caroline helped Jo design it."

"Oh, well that's good," Zavrina laughed.

"Ok, guys!" Caroline said as she entered into the large barn that had been converted into a reception hall. "We have exactly three days to get this hall looking like a black-tie event. So, Liv, Elena, Bonnie and Benny, I want you guys to make sure that there are eight chairs in each row and that each chair is covered in a white cover and a dark blue gossamer bow around the back," she said pointing them in the direction of the stack of chairs. "Lena, Arissa, Zav, keep hanging the lights and then roll the blue carpet down the center aisle, make sure it doesn't touch the chairs on the edges and that it's center," Caroline instructed. "Ladies, Trace and I are in charge of everything else," she said going to stand beside the older women. "Alright, everyone. Let's do it!" she said clapping her hands. Everyone busied themselves with the jobs assigned to them.

Stefan, Damon, and Ric were lounging in the study when Abby and Lucy entered the room.

"Ladies," Stefan said.

"Stefan, Ric," Abby said as she and Lucy took a seat, ignoring Damon's presence.

"Whatever," Damon muttered as he took a sip of his bourbon.

"What did you say?" Lucy asked, annoyance in her voice.

"I said whatever," Damon responded. "Did you honestly think I wasn't going to tell you?"

"You don't have to be rude," Abby spat.

"And you don't have to be here," Damon said back.

"I have to be here," Abby said with an attitude. "Bonnie is my daughter and we are about to reform my family's coven. That has nothing to do with you." Damon rolled his eyes.

"It has everything to do with me," Damon said rising to his feet. "Here, I wanna make a toast," he said as he handed everyone a glass of bourbon. Once everyone had a glass in hand he spoke again, "here's to Damon fucking Salvatore. The protector of the Bennett line and the savior of Absentee Abby's life. Cheers to me!"

"Go to hell, Damon!" Abby yelled. "I knew that you weren't good enough for Bonnie. You're an awful, inconsiderate, evil, waste of space. You are nothing and you will be nothing forever," she spat.

"Abby's right. You are the same no good dick you've always been," Lucy said. "You don't deserve Bonnie or anyone else for that matter. You deserve to be alone. Wallowing in the guilt of your monstrous acts."