recommended song: the cut that always bleeds by Conan Graychapter thirty-eight
(the frost)JACK WOKE up with a start. His heart was racing and his neck ached, his vision was blurry and he barely remembered what had happened last night.
"Jack? Jack!" He heard Rebekah scream at him, he could feel her shaking him and he could feel himself almost floating. He felt so light, so weak, like nothing. He almost wanted to stay here, it seemed so peaceful and quiet. It seemed so comforting being here, he felt safe. "Jack can you hear me? it's Rebekah" she continued trying, he tried to say i'm here he willed himself to wake up. She needed him, his family needed him right now, Jack knew it wasn't his time.
And then he woke up.
He gasped, nearly hitting heads with Rebekah. He was heaving, trying to get as much air in his lungs as he could. "I-I" he tried saying, his throat was dry.
Rebekah vamp-sped to the kitchen and back to Jack with a cup of water in her hands. "Here, drink this it'll help your throat" she said handing it to him.
He grabbed it and greedily drank the entire glass, Rebekah was rubbing his back trying to soothe him, it was barely working.
He took in a deep breath and then tried talking again. "They took Klaus" he managed to get out.
Rebekah's eyes widened, "Who? that doppelgänger bitch and her groupies?" she asked already knowing the answer.
Jack nodded, "They came here and-and they made him all veiny but Rebekah, they-they took him. He looked dead and then Damon knocked me out and now he's gone. Oh my god they have Klaus" he realized, trying to stand up but falling back down.
"Don't stand up, you've been deprived of oxygen to your brain, you're going to be weak for a while" Rebekah said with a angry expression. She was pissed that the moment she wasn't here the Mystic Falls gang decided to take out both her brothers. Nobody hurt them without any consequences.
Jack swallowed, trying to keep his throat moist instead of dry. "But, Bekah they have Klaus. We need to get him back, we need to help him!" he exclaimed panicked.
Rebekah shook her head, "We will get him back, I'll go right now and get him. You however, need to stay here and rest" she said.
Jack scoffed, "What? no, what? If you think I'm going to wait around while you go after him you're crazy. I'm coming with you!" he proclaimed.
He tried standing up, Rebekah held him and helped him stand up. His vision was foggy and the room looked like it was spinning. But he couldn't not help Nik. He needed to go find him and save him, it was the least he could do.
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