Cut to – Munich University, 2009. Bonnie and Damon, who have successfully teleported, are standing in front of the University. Unsuspicious of the place, oblivious to the time.
BONNIE: (In pleasant shock) Ha! We did it! This is the place!
DAMON: Holy shit! That was wild! (Stumbles a bit, looking dazed) Oh, no…
BONNIE: What’s wrong? You okay?
DAMON: I think I’m gonna… (finds a nearby trashcan and throws up).
BONNIE: Ooh! (Rubs his back) There, there… let it all out. It happens sometimes… (after he’s finished, he composes himself).
DAMON: Definitely taking Dramamine next time.
BONNIE: Come, we’ll get you some water.
DAMON: (As they are walking inside) Bon, this place is huge. We might be closer but it’s still like finding a needle in a haystack. How about we find the Admin office, I’ll compel them to point us in the right direction.
BONNIE: Sounds like a plan (as they continue to walk, they spot a drinking fountain. Damon takes a drink).
DAMON: Ah, much better now!
BONNIE: (Looking at a student on their cellphone) Who has a BlackBerry nowadays? I didn’t even know they still made those things.
DAMON: Guess some people are just stuck in the past. Look, there it is; let’s compel us some intel. (They approach the receptionist) Hello, do you speak English?
RECEPTIONIST: (Rolls her eyes) Toll, noch ein blöder Amerikaner.
DAMON: (Turns to Bonnie) I don’t think she speaks English; that’s gonna be a problem...
RECEPTIONIST: You are in an international university, of course I speak English. I’m also fluent in French, Italian, and Spanish, in case you were wondering. This is not America.
DAMON: Wow, lady; no need to be condescending. I was just asking a simple question.
RECEPTIONIST: What do you want? I have a lot of work to do and you’re wasting my time.
BONNIE: Well, if this is how you treat your students, this college is definitely going off my list.
RECEPTIONIST: It’s a university.
DAMON: Oh, I’m really going to enjoy this…
(Looks into the lady’s eyes and does his thing) Listen, lady. First, you are going to look in your computer and fetch us one of your student’s schedules, Elena Gilbert. Then, you’re gonna take one of those campus maps and circle where those classes take place. Last, but definitely not least, you’re gonna take your clothes off, keep the underwear, nobody needs to see that; and you’re going to run around campus screaming: I love Americans! (The lady searches in her computer).
BONNIE: (Smiling in complicity) You’re brutal…
DAMON: She was rude.
RECEPTIONIST: I’m sorry, but we don’t have any student under that name.
BONNIE: That’s impossible… Check again (she does).
RECEPTIONIST: No, sorry, no results. See for yourself (turns the computer screen). The only Gilbert we have under any registration is Dr. Grayson Gilbert, a research member of the Munich Project.
BONNIE: Dr. Grayson Gilbert? He’s dead…
RECEPTIONIST: Not according to our database. In fact, he’s scheduled to be at the Medical Faculty lab in an hour. Here (gives them a campus map and circles the location of the lab). Now, if you excuse me, I have something I need to do. (She takes her clothes off and starts running around screaming, as she was compelled to).
DAMON: Ooh, Bon, I’m getting a weird feeling…
BONNIE: This makes no sense… (Looks at the computer again, and sees something she missed) Oh, no…no, no, no, no, no…
DAMON: Bon?
BONNIE: Look at the date on the computer… I don’t think we should be worried about where Elena is right now. We should be worried about when we are right now…
DAMON: (Looks at the date, April 23rd, 2009) Holy fuck! What???!!! No… This can’t be possible!!?? How??!!!
BONNIE: You see? This is exactly why I didn’t want you to come with me! In case some crazy shit like this happened!
DAMON: And this is exactly why I insisted I did! In case some crazy shit like this did happen!
BONNIE: Fuck, fuck, fuck!
DAMON: Okay, okay. Let’s try to calm down… I mean, this can’t be real! Can it?!! No way!! (Starts rambling) Oh, shit… What if we’re in another bizarro prison world with other people trapped in it?! I doubt so many people would fuck up that bad to be put in one… Or maybe the ones that created it fucked up and accidently put all these people here? I could see a Gemini fucking up, but a Bennett?
BONNIE: Damon…
DAMON: (Continues to ramble) Yeah, no, can’t be that. Maybe we’re dreaming? Has to be a dream. We’re probably still sleeping in our bed and will wake up soon. We didn’t smoke last night, did we? That stash really messed us up the last time…
BONNIE: Damon…
DAMON: Maybe one of the shitake mushrooms we had for dinner was bad, or one of the clams? That’s probably why I threw up… I knew something was fishy while I was cooking…
BONNIE: Damon… (grabs him by the shoulders and looks into his eyes) I need you to snap out of it, okay? Take deep breaths with me… (They take deep breaths together, in an attempt to process the situation. Ironically, the tables turn, and now Bonnie is the one that starts panicking) How are we going to get ourselves out of this?! I have no clue how, or what I did! What if we can’t go back?! What if I’ve altered the space-time continuum; that’s something not to be fucked with. What if this is my punishment for pushing this power too far…
DAMON: Bon…
BONNIE: You’re right, we have to be dreaming. But why would we be dreaming the same thing? The psychic link? Has to be the psychic link, right? I mean, I’m pretty sure we didn’t smoke, so it has to be a dream. Or maybe we did smoke? We really have to cut down on that. No, no, you know what, I think you’re right; one of the shitake was bad, and we’re in one hell of a trip right now…
(they continue to take deep breaths, until finally, they seem to have managed to keep their calm). Okay, one step at a time. Let’s retrace our steps and figure out where it could’ve gone wrong.
BONNIE: The picture…
DAMON: What picture?
BONNIE: The one Elena sent me of her father; the one I used to make the jump.
DAMON: Did you notice anything odd about it?
BONNIE: Well, it was a picture of a picture she found in the Medical School’s hall of fame. Other than that, I don’t think so.
DAMON: We can go check if it’s here now, and take it from there…
BONNIE: Yeah, good idea. Would it be insane to propose we grab a drink first? I could use something to ease the nerves, help this sink in first…
DAMON: (Teasing) I’m telling you, it’s like you can read my mind!
BONNIE: (Smirks) Truly uncanny.
DAMON: Ooh, you have to try the draft beer! Can’t be in Germany and not have a Hefeweizen.
BONNIE: Sounds perfect!
Cut to – Present day, the Powell mansion dungeon. Darius is growing inpatient; his visions increasing in frequency and intensity. Edward, showing no intentions of letting him go anytime soon. No matter how hard Darius tries, he hasn’t been able to figure out another way of stopping what’s to come, that doesn’t involve Bonnie; which is constantly reaffirmed in his visions.
VOICE: It’s sad, really. You are supposed to be one of the most powerful supernatural beings, not to mention a “genius”, and you can’t seem to figure this out.
DARIUS: I have figured it out, but execution is not as simple as you think.
VOICE: You can’t even manage to get yourself out of this cell; how are you going to make Bonnie do her part?
DARIUS: I’m not going to make Bonnie do anything. All I need is to be able to reach her…
VOICE: Well, I hope you brought some entertainment. Seems like we are going to be in here for a while.
DARIUS: How about we play a game of who can stay quiet the longest? (Edward walks in).
EDWARD: Talking to yourself again? That’s a condition; might want to get that checked out. Any updates?
DARIUS: I’m telling you, there is no way to do this without Bonnie.
EDWARD: Wrong answer; try harder (he walks away).
VOICE: Even the miracle boy is bullying you around. You really have hit rock bottom.
DARIUS: You couldn’t even last five seconds without babbling?
VOICE: I’m bored.
DARIUS: Then try to be bored with your mouth shut. I need to concentrate… (he shuts his eyes, and goes into deep meditation).
Cut to – Munich, Germany. Sam and Alex are having a secret meet-up outside campus. During their “brainstorm” session at one of the local pubs, they came to the conclusion that something was in fact very wrong.
SAM: Got anything?
ALEX: (Shows him a usb) Found it in one of my drawers.
SAM: What’s on it?
ALEX: A bunch of research files taken from the Faculty lab. I think Sage was on to something… There’s also a screenshot of a GPS location; pinpointing Mystic Falls, Virginia; ever heard of it?
SAM: I think that’s where Elena is from; it’s not far from Whitmore.
ALEX: (Inserts the usb in his laptop and opens one of the files) Check this out… Does this look familiar to you?
SAM: Looks very similar to the one we were researching earlier.
ALEX: I’d say almost identical… Pretty sure this is the original one.
SAM: Could be, but without Sage we won’t have any certainty. Have you’ve been able to reach her yet?
ALEX: No, but I did contact her mom; she says she never went home. I mean, I’m not surprised, she hates Felicia, but still; you’d figure she would at least let her know she was back in New York.
SAM: This is all kinds of fucked up.
ALEX: It sure is… Look what else I found (shows him some files with photos of them with Elena and Sage). Apparently, not only did we meet Elena before; seems like your gut feeling was right, you two were a thing.
SAM: This makes no sense! What the hell is going on?!
ALEX: Well, I think the only person that might be able to tell us is nowhere to be found. Far as I see it, we have two options. Find your girl, get the fuck out of this place, and figure it out as we go along. Or, stay, get as much intel as we can from the inside, and go down the rabbit hole…
SAM: Whatever we do, we need to find Elena first.
Cut to – Munich University, 2009. After a couple of beers, Damon and Bonnie find the Medical School’s hall of fame; which in fact, has the beforementioned picture on display.
DAMON: That solves the mystery. Check out the timestamp… (it reads 16:05pm 23/04/2009).
BONNIE: That’s gonna be one hell of a problem. If this “thing” works like I think it does, we came here because it took us to the place, date, and time that picture was taken. So, for us to be able to get back, I would need some kind of reference to place us in Mystic Falls in the present day.
DAMON: Which is literally in the future. How are we going to get a reference of a time that hasn’t even happened yet…
BONNIE: (Teasing, trying to find some humor in the situation) I don’t suppose googling Mystic Falls 2021 would work?
DAMON: I’m sure some results would turn up, but who knows where that would take us.
BONNIE: There has to be another way… (someone walks up to them).
GRAYSON GILBERT: Bonnie?
BONNIE: (Turns around) Mr. Gilbert?
GRAYSON: Oh my god, kiddo! What are you doing here? (Hugs her) It’s a bit early to be doing college hunting, don’t you think? Let alone so far from home!
BONNIE: (Nervous and freaked out. She tries to play along) Well, you know Grams, Mr. Gilbert; always says, it’s never too early to search for the right college.
GRAYSON: Is she here? (Looks around) I’d love to say hello.
BONNIE: Oh… she, uhm…she… she went on a city tour. We came all this way, might as well do some sightseeing.
GRAYSON: (Looks at Damon, concerned. He seems to be quite old to be hanging around a 17 year-old girl. Granted she does look older, but he has attributed that to her make-up) And, who is this?
BONNIE: (Barely making it without exposing she’s a nervous reck) This, this… this is…
DAMON: (Reaches for a handshake) Hello, Sir. I’m professor Xavier, future student recruitment counselor. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance.
GRAYSON: Sorry, you are a what?
DAMON: A future student counselor…
GRAYSON: And what is that, exactly?
DAMON: Well… I’m in charge of looking for potential future students, show them the campus, our majors, you know, that kind of stuff.
GRAYSON: I wasn’t aware there was a position for that. Then again, this university does have some odd practices. (Turns to Bonnie) I have to run, but, where are you staying? I’d love to take you and your Grams out for dinner.
BONNIE: Oh, that’s so nice of you, Mr. Gilbert, but we leave tonight. Just came for a few days.
GRAYSON: Aw, that’s too bad! I wish Elena had told me you were coming; we could’ve planned something!
BONNIE: You know Elena, always forgetting everything.
GRAYSON: Tell me about it! The only reason that kid doesn’t forget her head, is because it’s stuck to her body! Anyway, kiddo, it was great seeing you, and one heck of a coincidence! Have a great flight back, say hi to your Grams for me (hugs her).
BONNIE: Will do.
GREYSON: See you back home, gotta run (kisses her forehead and leaves).
BONNIE: (Turns to Damon) Professor Xavier, really?
DAMON: I panicked! It was the first thing that popped into my mind.
BONNIE: Well, it was better than the future student counselor. Had to fight hard not to crack up on that one.
DAMON: Figured someone had to be in charge of that.
BONNIE: That was crazy, seeing Mr. Gilbert alive…
DAMON: You okay? Must’ve been hard; specially knowing what happens next…
BONNIE: It totally escaped me; that’s a month from now… What if we can warn him? Tell him not to take that bridge, maybe we can save their lives…
DAMON: As much as we would love to be able to do that, we can’t, Bon. We are risking it as it is, just by being here.
BONNIE: I know, butterfly effect ‘n all. But it’s so frustrating! Knowing you can change something for the positive… yet knowing that if you do, that single event could change everything, with no guarantee if it’s for better or worse.
DAMON: I like to think that things happen for a reason; can’t tamper with destiny.
BONNIE: I agree. We need to find a way to go back, fast. Every second we are here we risk tipping the domino piece…
DAMON: Okay, throwing some ideas out there. Doesn’t Grams’ grimoire have a very powerful divination spell?
BONNIE: It does…
DAMON: What if you used it to try and see into the future? Let’s say, a certain day, time, and month in Mystic Falls… Maybe that could work as a reference to be able to get us back? Nah, forget I said that, that’s crazy, right?
BONNIE: It is crazy, but what do we ever do that isn’t? I say we give it a shot, it’s not like we have a guidebook on how to time travel. This time, we’ll follow your very keen intuition and fly like normal people.
DAMON: Well, first-class, so maybe not so normal. Better yet, I’ll compel us a private jet!
BONNIE: Thank you…
DAMON: Always the best for my Bon-Bon!
BONNIE: No, not that. I mean, yes, thanks for that too. But, thank you for insisting you come with me. I’m glad I lost that game.
DAMON: I can’t do this anymore…
BONNIE: Do what?
DAMON: I cheated, okay! And Kai was in on it… So, technically, you didn’t lose…
BONNIE: (Smirks) I know, I just wanted you to admit it out loud. Monopoly is my thing; stick to Tetris next time. But, seriously, thank you…
DAMON: “We ride together, we die together.”
BONNIE: Bad homes for life… (kisses him).
DAMON: What do you say, if before we go, we have a night out on the town? Do some touring, have a nice dinner, find us a luxury hotel to spend the night. We’re already here, might as well make the best of it. We can fly to the States tomorrow… What do you think?
BONNIE: I think, I love the way you think…
Cut to – Present day, Munich University, the Faculty lab. After days of staying away, Veritas/Greyson finally goes to see Elena.
ELENA: (Looking tired, weak, and somewhat out of it. Veritas’s constant mind games seem to be taking a toll on her) Dad? Is that really you?
VERITAS/GREYSON: My baby girl, I’m so sorry about all of this. I’m going to get you out of here, I promise.
ELENA: Why are they doing this to me?
VERITAS/GREYSON: I know it seems harsh, but it’s for your own good, trust me.
ELENA: They told me you weren’t authorized to visit. I asked them to call you, but they wouldn’t.
VERITAS/GREYSON: I have my connections. Had to pull some strings, but there was no way they were going to keep me away from you.
ELENA: They think I might be sick, but I’m fine! There’s no reason for them to keep me here!
VERITAS/GREYSON: It’s just protocol, nothing to be afraid of. They want to make sure you are safe; can’t take any risks. They promised me they would let you go after the isolation period, and if you continue to show no symptoms and your test results are fine. Hang in there, kiddo, won’t be much longer.
ELENA: I did it, dad…
VERITAS/GREYSON: You sure did, and I’m so proud of you.
ELENA: Why did it react like that, though?
VERITAS/GREYSON: Must’ve been something in your blood. Trial and error, kid, that’s what Science is all about.
ELENA: Do you know what they did to the formula?
VERITAS/GREYSON: They told me it was destroyed. It’s probably for the best.
ELENA: Probably… Dad…
VERITAS/GREYSON: Yes?
ELENA: I know you fought hard to get me into the program, and that you’re proud that I’m following in your footsteps, but I’m not sure this is really for me.
VERITAS/GREYSON: I understand…
ELENA: I wanted to honor your legacy, but I think I lost track of who I am along the way. I’m so sorry…
VERITAS/GREYSON: Don’t be. The most important thing is to be true to yourself; after that, you can figure out the rest.
ELENA: I know it may seem like a step backwards, but I want to go home. Take some time off, and figure out what I really want to do with my life.
VERITAS/GREYSON: Of course; and I’ll be proud of you, no matter what you decide. All I want, all I’ve ever wanted, is to see you happy.
ELENA: I really thought I was, but I’m not. I want to be close to my friends, to Jeremy… Maybe even try to win Damon back…
VERITAS/GREYSON: Damon?
ELENA: He was my boyfriend, and I loved him.
VERITAS/GREYSON: But, isn’t he with Bonnie now?
ELENA: (Laughs) What!? No! They hate each other! And even if by some miracle they ever managed to tolerate one another, Bonnie would never do that to me; she knows he’s the love of my life.
VERITAS/GREYSON: (Clearly realizing he has affected her mind more than he thought) What medications are they giving you?
ELENA: None, that I’m aware of. Unless they’re putting it in my food… Why?
VERITAS/GREYSON: I just want to make sure they aren’t giving you anything weird… Listen, kiddo, I have to go, before they come and drag me out by force.
ELENA: Will you come see me tomorrow?
VERITAS/GREYSON: If they let me, I’ll be here. Stay strong, kid. Like I promised, I will get you out of here soon, and once I do, I’ll make sure you get anything you want.
ELENA: I love you, dad.
VERITAS/GREYSON: I love you too.
Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Grams’ house front yard. Damon and Bonnie are hiding behind a bush, figuring out their game plan.
DAMON: So, what’s the plan, Bon?
BONNIE: Kidnap the grimoire, go to the woods, do the spell, bring it back; and pray this works…
DAMON: You sure your Grams isn’t home?
BONNIE: Her car isn’t in the driveway, and she should still be at work. I’ll be in and out in no time.
DAMON: I’ll stay here and keep an eye.
BONNIE: (Kisses him) Wish me luck… (she goes inside the house and makes her way to the attic, where Grams keeps her grimoire. A few minutes later, a blue Toyota Prius pulls into the driveway).
DAMON: (To himself) Oh, shit… (head messages Bonnie) Mayday, Mayday! Someone just pulled into the driveway!
BONNIE: Is it Grams?
DAMON: Not sure, give me a sec to see who gets out… (a 17 year old Bonnie gets out of the car). Holy shit!
BONNIE: What’s going on?! Is it her?
DAMON: No…
BONNIE: Then, who??
DAMON: It’s… you!
BONNIE: What!!!! What the hell am I doing here!! I’m supposed to be at school!! Quick, you need to stall me!
DAMON: Don’t you think your 17 year-old self will freak out if a random stranger walks up to her?
BONNIE: Pretend you’re a Jehovah’s witness.
DAMON: Bon, have you seen me?
BONNIE: Yeah, forget that, go with salesman.
DAMON: What am I selling?
BONNIE: I don’t know, just wing it.
DAMON: Okay, wish me luck… (he approaches Bonnie) Hey there…
BONNIE: (Cautious) Can I help you?
DAMON: Yes, I’m…I’m… (completely taken with the encounter, he gazes at her in amazement) Wow… (pauses for a moment) You… You… You are so beautiful… How did I not fall in love with you sooner?
BONNIE: (Slowly reaches into her handbag and swiftly takes out a can of pepper spray) Perv!!!!! (Sprays his eyes, runs back to her car and drives away).
DAMON: (Rubbing his eyes in pain) Ahhhh!! This stings worse than vervain!!
BONNIE: (Head messages him) What’s going on?! I heard you scream.
DAMON: Your past-self just pepper sprayed me, Bon-Bon!!
BONNIE: Well, you probably did something to deserve it, perv…
DAMON: All I did was call you beautiful!
BONNIE: A complete stranger approaches a 17 year old girl and tells her she’s beautiful. How you think I was gonna react?! You should’ve stuck to the sales pitch…
DAMON: You caught me off guard, wasn’t expecting to react like that. Plus, you were wearing your cheerleading uniform, can’t blame me.
BONNIE: (Smirks) ‘Kay, coming down the stairs now, be with you in a sec.
DAMON: (Keeps rubbing his eyes; talking to himself) I just gave her a compliment, no need to get violent! (Bonnie comes out, joins him).
BONNIE: (Laughs) Ooh, I got you good! I knew there was a reason for carrying that around.
DAMON: Ha-ha, Bon-Bon. Those things should require a license!
BONNIE: Oh, come on. It can’t be that bad… (keeps laughing).
DAMON: It is! I think I might go blind…
BONNIE: You’re such a drama-queen, it’s just a little pepper. You should be fine in no time.
DAMON: Why were you so mean!
BONNIE: A girl should know how to defend herself. But it’s sweet that you got all nervous (kisses him).
Okay, let’s move; we want to be back in time before Grams comes home.
DAMON: Definitely don’t want to run into her!
Cut to – Present day, the Salvatore mansion cottage. Edward, Matt, and Kai are talking.
KAI: I knew there was something off about that night; can’t believe that prick Houdinied us!
EDWARD: That’s his thing, but I have him under control; for now. I know you don’t remember the work you did with them, but I have some files I want you to see, maybe that can help refresh your memory? Or at least help us figure out exactly how these things work, and how they can be stopped.
KAI: Sure, I’ll take a look, but I insist, my future-self is right. The best way to get rid of them for good, is to destroy their energy source.
MATT: We’ve been through this; we’re not doing that.
KAI: You only voted against it because of Halo. You know, those things can be addictive.
MATT: (Mocking) Apparently, so can plaid shirts.
KAI: You’re one to talk; have you seen the way you dress?
EDWARD: Gentleman, can we focus here, please.
KAI: (Logs into his computer) Okay, what am I looking for? (Edward gives him a paper with a link and an access code. He gets into the files). This is some Frankenstein shit…
MATT: What is it?
KAI: Let me put it this way; imagine Ultron, Wolverine, and Magneto mixed in one.
MATT: What the hell are you talking about?
KAI: Seriously? You don’t get the reference? Huh, always figured you for a comic geek. Anyway, think Robocop, Rambo, and Terminator.
MATT: That’s far worse than Unit 1…
EDWARD: Much worse. What you saw was nothing compared to what they have now.
MATT: No thanks to Kai!
KAI: Hey! The mind-freak made me do that, don’t blame shame! (Looking at one of the files, perturbed) This is disturbing…
EDWARD: What did you find?
KAI: This file was hidden from the server… It’s CCTV footage from some kind of bunker… (Edward and Matt take a look).
MATT: (Disgusted) What the hell…
EDWARD: I think it’s best you turn it off. Judging from what Darius told me, we really don’t want to see that.
KAI: What is this?
EDWARD: One of Darius’s experiments. He altered a formula Dr. Gilbert had created for the Munich Project some years back; in hopes of making an ultimate weapon.
KAI: Against vampires?
EDWARD: Not sure against what, to be honest. I don’t even think he knows himself. He tested it on vampires, humans, witches, werewolves…
KAI: Sick bastard.
MATT: Wait; did you say Munich Project? As in Munich University?
EDWARD: Yes.
KAI: Isn’t that the school Elena goes to?
MATT: It is…
EDWARD: Then I suggest you tell her to get out as soon as possible.
MATT: It’s a university program, from a prestigious university; I doubt something like that would be going on.
EDWARD: That place is anything but a university. You need to warn your friend.
Cut to – Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009, somewhere in the middle of the woods. Bonnie has set everything up for the spell. She places herself at the center of an all-seeing eye symbol she has carved on the dirt. She begins to chant.
CHANT:
Ignem accende, lumen accende, Visio pura veniat ad me.
Aquam tam lucidam videat mens mea.
Terra tam firma mihi dona tuam praesentiam.
Spiro in aere da mihi essentiam tuam
Medium mico et medium musca
Pervenio ad te, oculus meus interior
Ostende quid nunc cupio,
Per lodiculam vel picem vel ignem.
Her eyes turn completely white, and she goes into some sort of trance.
After a moment, she falls on her back, and lies motionless for a couple of seconds. Then, she abruptly breathes-in heavily, and opens her eyes.
DAMON: (Vamps to her) Bon? You okay?
BONNIE: I’m fine…
DAMON: Are you sure? Freaked me out for a moment there.
BONNIE: That was intense…
DAMON: What did you see?
BONNIE: At first it was random flashes, with no real sequence or coherence. Then, one really strange vision, in slow motion, which also didn’t make much sense. The only thing I was certain about, is that it was when we were in the prison world, ‘cause I know for a fact it was 1994. Then, extremely fast flashes, which I couldn’t even interpret, then suddenly it felt as if time had stopped. I saw our home…and in a blink of an eye I saw us in the tub. At one moment, I glimpsed at the clock… Now we have an exact date, time, and location coordinates; I think we can pull this off… Granted we’ll be going back to a few hours before we actually did the jump, but that’s good enough. As long as we do the exact thing we did, right up until the moment of the jump, it should be as if nothing ever happened… Or I hope.
DAMON: You are amazing… (kisses her. Things start to heat up).
BONNIE: We still have a couple of hours before Grams gets back from work. Ever done it in the middle of the woods after a divination spell?
DAMON: Have to say, that’s a no for me… Hey! Have you?
BONNIE: (Teasing) I don’t kiss and tell (winks. They make love).
Cut to – Present day, Enzo’s cabin. Enzo is on his couch playing his guitar. Soon after, Silas walks in.
ENZO: So… Did you do it?
SILAS: When the clock strikes midnight, we’ll find out.
ENZO: On other matters, I thought you said you would be getting your own place.
SILAS: I am, be patient. In the meantime, want some bourbon, roomie?
ENZO: (Puts up a glass of bourbon) One step ahead of you.
SILAS: (As he serves himself a bourbon) You know, I have to say, Enzo, I admire your resilience.
ENZO: Is that so?
SILAS: After all the torture and suffering you have endured throughout your existence, you continue to hang on, in hopes that one day you will finally find love. Don’t get me wrong, I know you and Bonnie loved each other very much; but somehow, tragedy always seems to follow you.
ENZO: And you had to bring me back to remind me of the fact…
SILAS: I did, at first. But I must admit, you’ve grown on me. Maybe this is your chance to finally find what you’re looking for.
ENZO: I did find it, and I lost it.
SILAS: You know what they say; when you love something, let it FLY. If it’s yours, it will fly back, if it doesn’t, it wasn’t yours to begin with.
ENZO: You completely massacred that quote, but, I get your point. And, for the record, I’ve been finding you a little more tolerable as the days pass.
SILAS: Told you, it was just a matter of time! (Someone knocks) Will you look at that, right on time… Looks like I still got it; might be a good idea to start charging for my services. (Walks to the door and opens it) Qetsiyah, as I live and breathe. Well, look at you! You haven’t aged a day!
QETSIYAH: What am I doing here, Silas.
SILAS: (Sarcastic) Would you believe me if I told you I wanted a second chance?
QETSIYAH: You are supposed to be dead…
SILAS: So are you, love; but you know how these things work.
QETSIYAH: I’m only going to ask you one last time, what the hell is going on?
SILAS: Well, technically, that wasn’t your initial question, so I get a freebie. (Qetsiyah tries to use her powers against him) Oh, yeah, minor detail. I put those on a time-out for a while. Give you some time to assimilate, settle in, and relax.
QETSIYAH: Silas! I swear I will send you back to wherever it is you came back from, and put you down for good this time!
SILAS: Oh, come on, love. How long are we going to do this? You really need to let it go. Holding on to so much hate is not good for the soul. Now, why don’t you come in, have a bourbon with us, and I promise I will answer all of your questions.
QETSIYAH: Who is us?
SILAS: It’s not Amara, pinky swear (leads her inside). I’m not sure if you two ever met, but just in case. Qetsiyah, meet Enzo St. John, your former something in-law…
QETSIYAH: I know who he is, and the question as to why he is here is not in my priorities. So, serve me a bourbon, and start answering what I ask you.
SILAS: Feisty! Some things never change…
Cut to – The Mikaelson mansion. After compelling Pietro, they are still trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together.
KLAUS: We may have more information about our origin, but I still can’t sleep at night. We need to hear it from the source. I say we go pay Veritas a visit.
ABBY: Klaus, you promised you would let it go.
KLAUS: I’m sorry, love; but you should know by now; I make a lot of promises I don’t keep.
ABBY: (Clearly upset) Klaus…
REBEKAH: I have to agree with her, Nik. Enough is enough. We found out what we could, it’s time to move on.
ELIJAH: Some things are better left unknown, brother.
KOL: And you found out what you really wanted to know. Can’t kill him unless you want to kill us all.
KLAUS: What is wrong with all of you?! This is not the Mikaelson family I know! Surrendering, not putting up a fight?! What has become of you?
FREYA: One thing is for sure; we’re done with your need for control.
KLAUS: How is wanting to know the truth need for control?!
ELIJAH: Because, when it comes to you, brother, it’s never enough…
MARCEL: And that’s what makes it dangerous.
KLAUS: (Laughs in disbelief) Are you hearing yourselves?! This is absurd!!
DANAE: Dear, you know I love you; we all do. But you also know we are right…
KLAUS: Wow… Maybe I should have expected that reaction from them; but from you? Consider me staggered.
ELIJAH: Niklaus, you really need to let this go. We had a deal; we did what we could. Now it’s time to go back and focus on what’s to come.
KLAUS: The once great Elijah Mikaelson, succumbing to conformity. I’d never thought I’d see the day.
KOL: Oh, don’t be so dramatic, Nik. Seriously, you should have considered being a soap opera actor, you would’ve been one of the greats, no doubt.
KLAUS: (Lashes-out and holds him by the neck) Listen to me, you little…
ABBY: Klaus!! Stop it!! Pull yourself together! What the hell is wrong with you!
KLAUS: (Lets go of Kol) Well, love… It appears that I’ve missed judged… Now, if you all excuse me, I’m going for a walk.
KOL: (Mocking) Try to wag your tail while you’re at it!
Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Grams’ house. Bonnie is in the attic putting the grimoire back. Damon is hiding in the bushes keeping an eye.
BONNIE: (Head messaging Damon) You’re not going to believe what I found hidden up here!
DAMON: (Teasing) A chest full of Grams’ sex toys?
BONNIE: (Laughs) You really have a problem, you know that, right?
DAMON: One’s problem is another’s solution, Bon.
BONNIE: True… Anyway, it’s not that, but, maybe close? She has a shoe box filled with memorabilia from her and la Bruja… And some are definitely within the triple X category.
DAMON: I knew Grams had her kink! Hold on to some of those, we can use them as leverage whenever she comes back to haunt us.
BONNIE: Already have the worst tucked away safely in my pocket. Is the coast clear to make my exit?
DAMON: As clear as the winter skies, Bon-Bon (Bonnie makes her way downstairs. As she’s about to open the front door, she hears a familiar voice…)
SHEILA: Bonnie Sheila Bennett, you are in a world of trouble, young lady!
BONNIE: (Turns around, bordering on a full-blown nervous attack. If anyone can figure out what’s really going on, it’s her) Grams??!!! What are you doing here??!!
SHEILA: I should be the one asking you that.
BONNIE: (Winging it) What do you mean? I live here now, why wouldn’t I be here?
SHEILA: No, you don’t. And you know perfectly well what I’m talking about. You’re playing with fire, Bonnie.
BONNIE: (Thinking she has been figured out) You know…
SHEILA: Of course I know! I always know!
BONNIE: I was just trying to get to Germany without being tracked, make sure Elena was alright. Never thought that trying to jump there would lead to time travelling…
SHEILA: Just as I suspected…
BONNIE: Right?! I mean, teleportation is one thing, but time travelling?! Honestly, Grams, I’m mind-blown!
SHEILA: How long?
BONNIE: It’s the first time, I swear. It was so unexpected.
SHEILA: Where did you get it from?
BONNIE: No idea. I figure it has something to do with the source.
SHEILA: This is much worse than I thought…
BONNIE: It’s not that bad, Grams. I think I’m figuring it out. Could be really cool once I learn how to control it.
SHEILA: Come, sit with me… (she leads her into the living room, they sit down on the couch). Listen, Bonnie, when your mother was about your age, she went through the same thing. Sometimes, those types of things can be hereditary. Although I can assure you, she did not get that from me.
BONNIE: Grams, I know we Bennett witches are strong, but I really don’t think time travelling is in our power stats… Pretty sure that came when I merged with the source.
SHEILA: Okay, I’m only going to say this once, kid. You know I’ll do anything for you, but I don’t do jail.
BONNIE: (Teasing) I can always use a good-old cloaking trick for a prison break, Grams. Nothing to worry about.
SHEILA: (Now very upset) Enough! I’m calling your father. And trust me, I’ll find your mother and get her butt back here too. I’m taking you to rehab whether you like it or not.
BONNIE: Rehab?! Grams, what are you talking about? I thought you…
SHEILA: Well, you thought wrong! I’ll never be one of those “cool” grandma besties. My job is not to be your friend, my job is to guide, love, and care for you. So don’t come to me with this progressive bullshit.
BONNIE: (Laughs) Oh, my god, you think I’m on drugs??!!!!! Grams, you got this all wrong!!
SHEILA: Yeah, that’s the same thing your mother told me. Ain’t buying that again! So you’ll do as I say. Go to your room, no cellphone, internet, or anything, and wait there till I come get you. Understood?
BONNIE: I’m not on drugs, Grams! I time travelled from 2021, came here to find a way to get back.
SHEILA: Ain’t got a clue what you’re on, but they didn’t make drugs like that back in my day. Oh, and the neighbor told me about your visit earlier, and how you attacked a salesman. Cutting school, attacking people; you better get your act together, young lady, or I’ll take you to a place much worse than jail. Now, go to your room!
BONNIE: (Walks upstairs, head messages Damon) Thought you said the coast was clear!
DAMON: It is. No car in the driveway, no one has walked to the door.
BONNIE: She probably came in through the back door…
DAMON: Wait, you saw Grams?!
BONNIE: Yep, and apparently I’m grounded for doing drugs.
DAMON: What?!
BONNIE: Hilarious story, I’ll tell you once we’re in the clear.
DAMON: So, what now?
BONNIE: I’ll cloak myself out when she’s distracted. Oops, feel so bad for my past-self, she’s ‘bout to star in a very bad episode of “Euphoria.” Just wait till Grams tells my dad about this…
Cut to – Present day, Akumal, Mexico. La Bruja comes out of a Temazcal hut, followed by a Shaman; both looking exhausted.
LA BRUJITA: ¿Qué paso? ¿La pudo encontrar?
LA BRUJA: Sí…
LA BRUJITA: ¿Y?
LA BRUJA: Ya no hay marcha atrás...
LA BRUJITA: ¿Le vas a decir a Sheila?
LA BRUJA: Ella ya lo sabe.
LA BRUJITA: ¿Y Darius? Sigue insistiendo…
LA BRUJA: No te preocupes, hija. Pronto, también la encontrará…
Cut to - Mystic Falls, April 25th, 2009. Somewhere in the middle of the woods.
DAMON: Well, it’s been a hell of a ride, Bon-Bon. Might’ve freaked out there for a moment or two, but I think we had a blast.
BONNIE: We sure did… (reaches her hand out) Ready to go home?
DAMON: (Takes her hand) I am home…
BONNIE: Wait… (Hands him a Dramamine tablet) Just in case… (she opens a portal, and off they go again).
Cut to - Gram’s house, later that evening. A 17-year old Bonnie walks in, not expecting to find her Grams and her father waiting for her in the living room; and visibly very upset.
BONNIE: (Confused about the scenario, especially with her father being there) Grams? Dad? What’s going on? Did something happen?
GRAMS: You know very well what happened, drop the act.
BONNIE: Is this about the perv I attacked earlier? I took care of it, but the Police really need to do a better job patrolling. Thank god I had that pepper spray you gave me, Grams!
MR. BENNETT: Bonnie, this stops now. We’re taking you to rehab whether you want to or not.
BONNIE: Rehab!!??? What??!! I’m not on drugs!
MR. BENNETT: We’ll let the experts decide that. (Throws her a bag) We already packed for you. I don’t want to hear another word come out of your mouth.
BONNIE: But this is ridiculous! I’m not doing drugs!
MR. BENNETT: I said not a word! One more peep out’ a you and your Grandmother will lock you up in a real prison! Now, move!
Cut to – May 10th, 1994. Damon and Bonnie are still holding hands, with their eyes shut. After a few seconds, they open them, and find themselves standing in the middle of the woods. They know for a fact they’re not still in 2009, all the spell artifacts are gone.
DAMON: Uhm, Bon… I thought you said we would be going back to our bath time?
BONNIE: Yeah, this is weird… Maybe we missed it by a second or two? Should be fine, though. We don’t have our cellphones, so they can’t track us. We can just walk home; it’s not far from here…
Thank you to the lovely @jakkoftreyde for the tag, I had tons of fun making this! They’re not all perfectly the same size, but I still like it anyway.
As with those who’ve come before me on this, I shall post the rules and tag a few friends below. If you don’t get tagged, no worries, please feel free to play along anyway! Be sure to tag me if you do, cause I want to see what you come up with! ;3
Rules:
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You're tagged on my page under Disney Ask. Your question is with is Brave.
You know, I rarely do tag games, both because I’m quite shy and because I’m not sure I’m particularly interesting. But these are such fun I’m going to make an exception.
Brave: what’s the most rebellious thing you’ve done?
I was taken to court for truancy in high school — twice. I literally skipped half an academic school year. Fortunately, I also qualified to be a National Merit Scholar, a distinction my public (state funded) school was very invested in my achieving. There was one catch. I couldn’t have attendance issues on my record. And so, thanks to an unusually motivated and low-key corrupt school administration, mine magically disappeared. I like to think everyone got what they wanted.
This may surprise people but…Slytherin. It’s even Pottermore official. Dumbledore describes students in this house as clever and determined, with “a certain disregard for the rules.” And well, did I mention the truancy? They are loyal to people over ideas, and have a tendency towards passionate, unwavering love. So Slytherin and mostly proud. Thanks for the tags!
Stonehenge, England. Sometime around the first century; an ancient Druid ceremony. A triad of the most powerful witches at the time are standing outside the structure, forming a perfect triangle. In the middle, stands Veritas Dracul. As the blood moon rises to a full splendor, the witches begin to chant.
WITCHES CHANT:
O dea tenebris
mater immortalibus
puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur
mea lux vestra absorbere
Liceat mihi locus ad tenebras
sicut ex utero immortales
filios tuos in ulnis
quibus invocaverit te frater
O lunae lumen
puer tuus fac me sicut renascentur
me duce tenebris sunt
i ita erit renatu
Veritas takes a chalice filled with the witches’ blood, raises it in offering and drinks from it. His eyes turn completely black, blood tears dripping from his cheeks. The witches chant louder and louder. At the most cathartic moment of the ceremony, he takes a dagger and stabs himself in the heart, instantly falling to the ground. He lies there, lifeless, covered in blood. A herd of crows begin to circle his body, the numbers increasing by the second, until his body is completely hidden with their presence. The witches, now levitating, are in a trance-like state, chanting franticly as the crows cawing overshadows their incantation. A dense fog covers the creatures, as if protecting them from any disturbance. Suddenly, absolute silence. The fog slowly dissipates, revealing the presence of a breathtaking woman wearing a crown with a crescent moon.
The witches, still levitating, seem to be in deep sleep; the crows now standing peacefully on the stone structures. The woman approaches the lifeless body and gently takes it in her arms. She begins to hum, emitting a hypnotic sound, like a siren call. Soon after, another woman appears and walks towards them, spellbound. The woman kisses Veritas’s lips; moments later, he abruptly opens his eyes, his veins irradiating from the blood flow.
He’s agitated and scared, she caresses his cheek to sooth him into the transition. She then withdraws, and offers the dazed woman’s neck for his taking. The blood pumping from her jugular is an irresistible sight to him. He hasn’t even touched her, and he can already savor her blood. He moistens his lips with his tongue, and without further hesitation, sinks his fangs into her neck, draining every drop of blood within seconds. His transition, now complete.
The woman smiles, kisses his forehead, and with a second breeze of heavy fog, disappears along with the crows.
The witches wake, and slowly descend to their original position. Veritas bows and kneels upon them, in utter respect and gratitude for the gift they have granted him.
Whether a blessing or a curse, it had been done. A new supernatural species had been created, and a new unnatural species of its own, vampirism. Veritas Dracul, once one of the most powerful psychics in the world, was now the first psychic vampire in existence.
Cut to – Present day, the Bamon home master bathroom. Damon and Bonnie are taking a bath.
DAMON: I have to admit, I thought our little rendezvous would inevitably end up in a blood bath, or at least with some casualties. We did good!
BONNIE: Guess a common purpose helps keep the ego in place. I’m worried though…
DAMON: I know many of them are not the most trustworthy, but I really think we’re all on the same page.
BONNIE: It’s not that, it’s Elena. Care and I have been trying to reach her for a while now, and nothing. It’s not like her to keep out of contact for so long.
DAMON: She’s probably busy with school.
BONNIE: Still, something doesn’t feel right, and knowing where this is heading, I don’t think it’s a good sign. Maybe we should go check on her…
DAMON: It’s not like she’s a drive away, and we have our hands full here. Are you sure?
BONNIE: I could try to teleport. Test how far I can take this power.
DAMON: That could be dangerous, Bon. You don’t know how it works yet. I think it’s best to take it one jump at a time, and this is a big one.
BONNIE: I’ll never know if I don’t try it. I mean, I did it in Vegas.
DAMON: You were plastered and incredibly lucky that nothing happened. With everything that’s going on, it might not be a good time to experiment. If we’re gonna do this, let’s do it the old fashion way.
BONNIE: They’ll track us for sure if we do. I don’t think there’s another option.
DAMON: In that case, I’m coming with you.
BONNIE: You said it yourself, I still don’t know how this works for long distances. I don’t think taking anyone along with me is a good idea.
DAMON: If anything goes wrong I rather we’re together, than risk you being stuck somewhere alone.
BONNIE: And I rather not be responsible for something happening to you, if it does go wrong.
DAMON: I’ll take the risk. Sorry, Bon, but I’m not backing down on this.
BONNIE: Neither am I…
DAMON: Are we having our first lover’s quarrel?
BONNIE: Seems like it.
DAMON: We’re both very hard-headed; we’ll see who gets their way.
BONNIE: Want to put some money on that?
DAMON: Bon, come on. Let’s not do this. Ride or die, remember? You jump, I jump.
BONNIE: Okay; let’s conciliate. We’ll leave it up to chance. One game of Monopoly, whoever wins decides.
DAMON: You got yourself a deal (they shake hands).
BONNIE: Huh, not bad for a first fight.
DAMON: (Proud) Not bad at all.
BONNIE: Make up sex?
DAMON: (Mischievous smirk) I love the way you think… (they kiss, and you know… 😉)
Cut to – The Powell mansion. Edward and Tamara are in the study.
TAMARA: I think it’s best you don’t return. Augustus said something could go wrong if you two were in the same place.
EDWARD: It was so uncanny…
TAMARA: I can only imagine. Seeing your child-self, and knowing it’s not really you, must be rather confusing.
EDWARD: More like disturbing. But not going back is not an option. It’s much worse than I thought. They need to be shut down, and those things destroyed.
TAMARA: “Those things”? You speak of them as if they had no thoughts or feelings of their own. If they are anything like me, I can assure you, they do.
EDWARD: They are nothing like you, trust me.
TAMARA: Would you destroy me?
EDWARD: If you had asked me that a few months ago, my answer would’ve been yes. But now, after everything we’ve been through, I couldn’t hurt you.
TAMARA: Do you really mean that? You know I come with a lie detector.
EDWARD: Then you should know I mean it. But I can’t say the same thing for mini-me.
TAMARA: (Smiles) I never really liked him. Augustus might have thought he did an impeccable job programming him, but I always knew he was not you.
EDWARD: He could have fooled me for a second there. The way he looked at me… as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.
TAMARA: We might be able to process information at incredible speeds, but we can’t read minds.
EDWARD: Wouldn’t be surprised if those things can.
TAMARA: I insist, it’s not safe for you to go back. We need a change of plan. Release Darius, have him do the dirty work for us.
EDWARD: I would need to have something on him to make sure he does exactly what I tell him.
TAMARA: You’re the only one that can kill him for good; that should be enough to ensure he does.
EDWARD: It’s not that simple. I can’t always control my thoughts when I get like that. I didn’t even know I could do that until The Madame broke the block and I started remembering.
TAMARA: You are stronger than you give yourself credit for. The more I get to know you, the more I’m convinced you are your own worst enemy.
EDWARD: I suppose that’s what makes me human.
TAMARA: I suppose it is…
EDWARD: Maybe it’s time I came out of my cave. We could use Mayor Donovan’s help on this.
TAMARA: How can he help?
EDWARD: The prosthetic eye my father implanted in him. I am not sure what it can do, but you can figure it out.
TAMARA: Even if I can, how would that serve our purpose?
EDWARD: I have a feeling my father was testing something when he did that. What if he encrypted information in the prothesis code?
TAMARA: It’s unlikely. Knowing your father, he would never intentionally program a loophole into something he could not control.
EDWARD: You are evidence that he would.
TAMARA: I outsmarted him, which was an obvious outcome, but Matthew Donovan is a human. The probabilities of your father encoding valuable information into an unsecure source are 0.009%.
EDWARD: And it’s because of that that it’s genius. Think about it, it would be the perfect place to hide information.
TAMARA: Your assumption may be assertive. However, I don’t trust anyone besides you to execute the plan accordingly.
EDWARD: You are willing to trust Darius.
TAMARA: No; I’m willing for him to take the fall, should anything go wrong.
Cut to – Munich, Germany. Veritas’s mansion underground vault. He’s holding a black box, very similar to the one Elena found with the original serum. He places it in a safe which is equipped with a freezer system. Soon after, Lucinda walks in, holding a glass of wine.
VERITAS: Love, how many times have I told you not to come in here, unless I invite you to.
LUCINDA: Forgive me, my dear. I was feeling rather lonely. It won’t happen again.
VERITAS: Well, now that you are here, I’d like to show you something. Come with me… (he leads her into a room filled with ancient artifacts).
LUCINDA: (Amazed with the grandiosity of the place) Darling, this is breathtaking! She approaches one of the showcases, which holds a very ancient chalice). My god… is this it?
VERITAS: It is. I like to come here from time to time and admire it. Be reminded of the gift I was granted, and worship the kind souls that thought me worthy of such.
LUCINDA: As I worship you for sharing it with me.
VERITAS: Your loyalty deserved rewarding.
LUCINDA: And you, a devoted life companion.
VERITAS: That will no longer suffice.
LUCINDA: What do you mean, love?
VERITAS: However strong, we are not unassailable.
LUCINDA: We are immortal, of course we are.
VERITAS: How many vampires have we killed? We may be less vulnerable to death, but we are by no means immortals.
LUCINDA: Still, we are Gods among men. Perhaps having a way out of this world is not such a bad thing. Who knows, one day we may grow tired, or feel utterly alone…
VERITAS: You speak nonsense. True power only comes with immortality. That is what makes a God.
LUCINDA: We can only be grateful for what we have, and resign to the desire of what we don’t.
VERITAS: The woman I fell in love with used to be much more ambitious than that. The worst sign of weakness is resignation.
LUCINDA: Or the best sign of wisdom.
VERITAS: (Laughs) I think that wine has gotten to your head, love. Maybe you should take to rest. I have some matters to attend to. I need my privacy.
LUCINDA: You promised me we would make love tonight. You haven’t touched me in days.
VERITAS: Desire is not a thing to be forced. If you grow impatient, satisfy yourself, my dear. Have a good night (kisses her, she walks away).
Cut to – Munich, Germany; the Faculty lab. Elena has been locked down for days now. The military medical staff have her under close observation.
MILITARY DOCTOR: (Through an intercom) Miss. Gilbert, are you presenting any symptoms today?
ELENA: Same as the days before, nothing! I’m telling you, I’m fine! Can you please get my father here?
MILITARY DOCTOR: As we have told you before, that is not possible. Only authorized personnel is allowed.
ELENA: Can you at least contact him, let him know what’s happening!?
MILITARY DOCTOR: We’re not authorized to do that.
ELENA: This has to be illegal! What the hell is wrong with you people! You can’t keep me locked up in here like some lab rat!
MILITARY DOCTOR: I assure you, we can (slides a tray of food and water through a door hatch). Push the panic button if you present any type of symptoms, or feel strange (he leaves).
ELENA: (Banging on the glass door) Let me out of here! Let me out of here! I swear I’ll sue the shit out of this school, this lab; the whole country if I have to!
Cut to – One of the operating theatres in the school. Sam and Alex are performing a practice autopsy.
ALEX: Isn’t your sweetheart supposed to be in this class? Or did she completely change her schedule to avoid us.
SAM: I doubt it; she loves this class. She wasn’t in Biotech either. Something feels off. All these strange things that are happening can’t be a coincidence, right?
ALEX: Who knows, but that thing with the search results sure was suspicious as fuck.
SAM: You’re the conspiracy theorist, any theories?
ALEX: (Teasing) Well, I’m not saying it’s aliens… but it’s aliens.
SAM: Come on, man, I’m serious! This shit is not normal. Also, I’ve been having some brain fog, struggling to remember simple things. I feel like everything before New Year’s is somewhat of a blur...
ALEX: You too, huh?
SAM: And I’ve been having these weird dreams about being with Elena, before I even met her. It’s messed up…
ALEX: (Teasing again) Maybe you two met in another life.
SAM: Can you drop the bullshit for once?
ALEX: Sorry, just playin’ around. But listen, if there is something going on, this is definitely not the place to talk about it. Let’s get some drinks tonight, outside campus, we’ll brainstorm.
Cut to – The Salvatore School, Alaric’s office. Radka, Ric, Iker, and Katherine are talking.
RIC: I don’t know about you guys, but between the school and our “team-up” the other night; I’m a bit overwhelmed. That had to be the most bizarre meeting, ever.
KATHERINE: I for one, was more than entertained knowing that the so called “Originals” story, was a load of crap. Watching their ego shatter into pieces made it all worth it. Talk about karma!
IKER: Yeah, that was insane. All this time I’ve been freakin’ out about my sireline. For all I know, it’s none of them.
KATHERINE: Unfortunately for me, I’m stuck with Klaus.
RIC: If you think about it, it does make sense that the story was bullshit. Just one spell, from one witch, to create a whole new species? Pisses me off I didn’t even question it, or dug deeper.
RADKA: Didn’t the mother make you like some super original vampire? I’m so confused!
RIC: One of her ancestors was involved in the original spell, that’s probably why she could.
KATHERINE: Who cares! The point is that the Mikaelson’s were not the first ones. Ha-ha, bitches!
RADKA: Judging from this Veritas guy; it might have been better if they were.
KATHERINE: Not likely.
IKER: The thing that still ain’t very clear to me, is how we’re supposed to stop what Bonnie saw. Too many ideas were thrown around all over the place.
RIC: I’m not quite sure either. The only thing I know is that I agree with my future-self. Kai’s plan to shut it all off and practically go back to the stone age, is absolutely insane.
RADKA: Would it really be that bad? We are overly dependent on technology, might do us some good.
IKER: Hell no! I love me my Fortnite!
KATHERINE: I had a perfectly good life before it, so all the same to me. But I’ll do anything to avoid being stuck in some bizarre 20’s memory with my archenemies. (Margo walks in, visibly upset).
MARGO: I’m glad you are enjoying a time out, but we have a problem.
RIC: What’s going on?
MARGO: My Magic-101 students are dead.
RIC: What?!!
MARGO: The classroom is a slotter house. Wonder who could be responsible for that?
RIC: Margo, don’t jump to conclusions. It could’ve been a vampire student that lost control.
MARGO: And that’s comforting to you? Twelve students are dead!
RIC: I’m only asking that we don’t make assumptions until we know what happened.
MARGO: The blood bags, the dead rabbits, the “accident”… How long are your girls and Hope going to cover for him? Either he goes, or Sergei and I go. We tried, he’s a lost cause.
RADKA: He’s a three year old child, how can you say that?!
MARGO: He’s no child. Who knows how long he’s been around. He’s killed more than twelve people, that we know of. How can you be fine with that!?
RADKA: I’m not; but if it was him; what he needs is help, not condemnation.
KATHERINE: (To Margo) I can understand you being clueless as to how vampirism works, but Sergei? Shame on him. All that kid needs is guidance, and with people like you around, clearly some survival skills.
MARGO: Don’t you dare talk to me about shame. You are the worst of them all.
KATHERINE: Them, honestly? With your age and experience, it blows my mind that someone whose ancestors were burned at the stake would think like that. Let alone someone who is supposedly in love with one of us. I truly am intrigued as to what Sergei sees in you.
RIC: Guys, please, let’s calm down and figure this out. We’ve dealt with much worse. The whole purpose of this school lies on the hope that we can find a way for all of us to coexist as peacefully as possible.
MARGO: Well, it clearly failed. Sergei and I will be gone by the end of the day.
Cut to – The Mikaelson’s mansion living room.
REBEKAH: Everything we believed to be real, turned out to be one of mother’s lies. I feel like such a fool.
KLAUS: Such a pity she is dead; I would have loved the pleasure of killing her all over again.
ELIJAH: Why deceive us? To what purpose?
KOL: You know mother, always had a direful sense of humor.
ABBY: Maybe she didn’t want you to know you came from such evil, and that’s why she rooted your story on her love for you. A mother can do just about anything to protect her children.
REBEKAH: That’s ironic, coming from you. Also, ridiculous.
FREYA: I’m actually not bothered by her lying. I’m more intrigued as to how our ancestors did it.
DANAE: Knowing the Bannion’s, we can be sure dark magic was involved.
KOL: It’s a Mikaelson witch signature mark as well, so I’m certain.
ABBY: Bennett witches are known for earth magic; I’m genuinely surprised they would’ve been involved in something like this.
KLAUS: They have been tempted before, love.
MARCEL: Why do it, though? And why him?
ELIJAH: You of all people should know just how far the thirst of power can take us. It is in our nature to test the limits of what we can do.
FREYA: I wonder which spell they used, and if there were more witches involved.
KOL: A triad of the right witches is more powerful than a hundred. I wouldn’t be surprised if they did it on their own.
MARCEL: And isn’t Veritas one of the most powerful psychics? I’m sure that helped too.
DANAE: Undoubtedly. He was probably one of their energy sources. My guess is that they used a triquetra. In ancient Celtic traditions it was used during rituals to represent the three stages of being: life, death, and rebirth. An extremely powerful symbol.
FREYA: Wasn’t it also used to summon Brigid, the Goddess of Healers? They may have taken a different approach and used it to summoned Selene. After all, she is known as the mother of all vampires…
REBEKAH: Isn’t she the moon goddess?
KLAUS: She is, love. (Turns to Freya)Your imagination is as vivid as mother’s, sister. But it’s nice to know you know your mythology.
DANAE: Our kind was thought to be a myth; some still do to this day. It’s not outside the realms of possibility.
KOL: We can spend all night theorizing about it. Fact is, we’ll never know; unless he tells us himself.
ELIJAH: I doubt he ever would. But judging from Bonnie’s vision, we know someone that could be forced to tell us…
KLAUS: (Smirks) And that is why you are my favorite, brother.
REBEKAH: Emphasis on brother. Anyway, what makes you think Pietro knows what really happened? He could’ve made the whole thing up. Wouldn’t make a difference if we compelled it out of him.
KOL: He knows more than we do, that’s for sure. I say we give it a shot.
ABBY: I know this is important to you, but don’t you think we have other things to focus on right now? Like a pending apocalypse…
REBEKAH: Don’t be such a fatalist. You heard Bonnie, many of us survive.
ABBY: What she saw was only the beginning. Nobody knows who, or if, anyone makes it to the end.
REBEKAH: And if I don’t, I’d like to know exactly how we came to be, before it’s my time to go.
ABBY: All I’m saying is, let’s not lose our focus.
KLAUS: And we won’t, love. But we don’t have a defined plan yet. There is no harm in using this time for something of value. Doesn’t it bother you knowing that what you believed to be real was nothing but a farce?
ABBY: To be honest, no. But if it bothers you that much, and you think compelling Pietro to tell you what he knows will bring you closure, I’ll support you. Just as long as we stay on track.
KLAUS: We will. Who knows, maybe Pietro can give us more insight into Veritas, and his role in all of this.
ELIJAH: Looks like we have ourselves a lovely plan. May the truth set us free (holds up a glass of bourbon) Cheers.
Cut to – The Powell’s mansion dungeon.
DARIUS: I gave you everything you asked for; why am I still here?
EDWARD: There’s been a change of plans.
DARIUS: You gave me your word.
EDWARD: And I intend to keep it. But it’s going to take longer than I thought.
DARIUS: Time is not in our favor. This goes way beyond those prototypes.
EDWARD: Care to elaborate? You keep saying things without saying anything.
DARIUS: I’ve been having visions, and you are right about something. Matt Donovan is a key component, but you’ll need someone as tech savvy as your father to crack the code.
EDWARD: Do you know what it does?
DARIUS: From what I saw, your father encrypted the fountain code within the prosthesis.
EDWARD: What the hell is a fountain code?
DARIUS: Do I look like someone who would know? I’m just repeating what I saw. Whatever it is, it’s important. I’m sure Tamara knows, ask her.
EDWARD: As much as I trust her, she’s still one of them. If it’s something that can potentially imply a risk to her, she’ll make sure to destroy it.
DARIUS: Then I suggest you recruit Kai Parker. If anyone, he understands this tech, maybe even better than your father did. It was thanks to him that I was able to take the project to another level. Something I now deeply regret.
EDWARD: Anything else I should know about; from these visions of yours?
DARIUS: I made another terrible mistake.
EDWARD: Tell me something I don’t know.
DARIUS: Dr. Greyson’s original formula, I modified it; more like enhanced it. And I ended up making something much worse…
EDWARD: How worse, exactly?
DARIUS: I still don’t know the full spectrum of the potential affections. From my preliminary tests, I can say that reactions vary according to the species.
EDWARD: Go on…
DARIUS: In humans, the test subjects presented a severe autoimmune reaction, leading to antibody suppression, making them contract disease very easily, resulting in their death. On witches, it seemed to have affected their psyche. Some went insane, to a point of power overuse, also resulting in their death. Werewolves presented an inability to control their transformation, turned involuntary, regardless of the full moon. They had to be put down. As for vampires, it was not pretty. The serum put their immune system into overdrive, making them extremely bloodthirsty and violent. With higher doses, some went into such a frenzy that, in isolation, they ended up eating themselves.
EDWARD: Stop… This is heinous. Even for you. How could you?!
DARIUS: It wasn’t my intent for that to happen. I only wanted to make the formula stronger so we could have the ultimate weapon, should we ever need it one day.
EDWARD: I’ve heard that story before, it never ends well.
DARIUS: I know. That is why I will do anything in my power to revert what I have done.
EDWARD: There is no turning back from that.
DARIUS: There is. I know a way to fix everything.
EDWARD: And you think I would trust you after everything you’ve done?!
DARIUS: I’m not asking you to trust me; I’m asking you to trust Bonnie.
EDWARD: What does Bonnie have to do with this?
DARIUS: She’s the only one that can change what is to come, but she can’t do it alone.
EDWARD: You’ve done enough damage. Leave her out of this. Take responsibility for once, and find a way to fix this on your own.
DARIUS: Trust me, if I could, I would. But there is no other way.
EDWARD: We can destroy my father’s facility, the prototypes, your serum, everything. That would put a stop to this.
DARIUS: You are speaking as if you had never been part of the Liberatus. You know well that the order’s operations expand much further than that.
EDWARD: We’ll destroy them all.
DARIUS: (Laughs) You are being rather naive. I’m on the board, and not even I know how many there are. You used to be on the board as well, remember?
EDWARD: That’s a part of my life I wish to forget. Anyway, figure out a way to put an end to this; one that doesn’t involve Bonnie, and maybe I will trust you enough to help you. In the meantime, you are not going anywhere.
Cut to – Pietro’s mansion. He’s indulging in lust with some unknown woman. At the peak of the moment, the doorbell rings. At the insistence, he finally stops, clearly frustrated with the interruption.
WOMAN: Don’t you have people to attend to that? Let’s finish what we started…
PIETRO: It’s their day off, and it’s also very late. I don’t overwork my employees.
WOMAN: (Frustrated as well) Fine… go. I’ll wait, but I can’t promise I won’t finish on my own if you take too long.
PIETRO: (Smirks) Then I will be ready for a second round, and make you feel why I’m worth the wait.
(He puts on a robe, goes downstairs, and opens the door).
KLAUS: Hello, old friend…
PIETRO: Niklaus Mikaelson, as I live and breathe. This is an unexpected surprise. I’m sure you can understand why my landlord won’t be inviting you inside.
KLAUS: I think that’s what they call, déjà vu…
PIETRO: You might want to freshen up on your French.
KLAUS: Mon français est parfaitement bien.
PIETRO: Impeccable accent, I’m impressed. So, what brings you here? More importantly, how do you know who I am? You are not supposed to remember me…
KLAUS: Who could ever forget a Salvatore.
PIETRO: Consider me intrigued. What is it that you want?
KLAUS: I was asked to bring someone to you… (The Madame steps out of the shadows).
THE MADAME: Hello, love.
PIETRO: Aletheia, it has been a while. To what do I owe the pleasure?
THE MADAME: I’ve gotten myself into some trouble, and you are the only one that can help. Please, dear, I need you to come with me.
PIETRO: (Smirks) Aw, Aletheia. Your trickery might have worked on me some years ago, but I know better now than to trust you.
Have a lovely night (shuts the door, as soon as he turns around, he sees Freya).
FREYA: You should have trusted her, she’s much nicer than I am...
(she uses her power to weaken him, opens the door, and propels him out. Klaus then snaps his neck, he drops unconscious).
KLAUS: Too easy, every single time.
FREYA: Now what?
KLAUS: We take him for a lovely night in the woods; all gathered by the bonfire while he tells us his bedtime stories. (The woman, probably hearing some disturbance, comes running downstairs, catching them in the act).
WOMAN: (Freaking out) Oh, my god! We’re being kidnapped! Help! (As she tries to make a run for it, Klaus grabs her and compels her to forget. She calmly walks back inside and shuts the door).
KLAUS: (To The Madame) Thank you for your help.
THE MADAME: I always expect something in return, dear. (Flirtatious) When the time is right, you can buy me a drink.
KLAUS: (Staring at her in intrigue) I must insist, I feel like I know you from years ago… Certainly before we met.
THE MADAME: (Smirks) Maybe from another lifetime, dear.
Now, I suggest we get going before he wakes up. He can get rather violent. You can drop me off on the way to wherever it is you are going to.
Cut to – Augustus’s underground facility. Little Edward, who has been increasing his erratic behavior, is in the tech maintenance ward. SA Connelly and the tech team are running a system check to try and figure out what is happening to him.
TECH TEAM MEMBER: I’ve updated his system, ran all antivirus programs, he should be fine…
SA CONNELLY: He still thinks he saw Edward; clearly, he’s not.
TECH TEAM MEMBER: Software and hardware-wise, there are no issues. We’ve inspected it multiple times. Maybe we should ask Darius to run some Bio tests; that’s in his court.
SA CONNELLY: He’s not here right now, so keep trying.
TECH TEAM MEMBER: He’s been gone a lot lately. Does he have a girlfriend or something?
SA CONNELLY: That’s none of our business, but unless it’s Bonnie Bennett, I doubt it. That man is obsessed with her.
TECH TEAM MEMBER: Am I sensing some jealousy in that tone?
SA CONNELLY: That’s ridiculous. I couldn’t care less who he dates. Now, get back to work.
Cut to – The Lockwood mansion. Tyler and Matt are in the living room having a late-night snack and a couple of beers.
TYLER: This shit is insane, man. I feel like we’re in an action movie.
MATT: Tell me about it. Has Mad Max vibes written all over it.
TYLER: I know! Did K and Anthony make it to the cabin okay?
MATT: Yeah, she called me a couple of hours ago. They’re fine, her mother is with them too.
TYLER: Good, she’ll need that.
MATT: Did I make the wrong decision? Not going with them?
TYLER: I’ll be honest, it would’ve been the safest choice. But the Matt I know would never forgive himself for not fighting for what he believes in. Plus, you’re the Mayor now! This town needs you.
MATT: As long as we’re being honest, I’m not sure it’s for me. Too much political correctness and pretension. I like to keep things real, get my hands dirty.
TYLER: It figures; you’ve never been one to put up with bullshit.
MATT: I thought that with that kind of power I could actually make a difference, bring some actual change. But it’s all a chess game to them, no one is in it for the good of the people, they all have their own agendas.
TYLER: I know that world, all too well, bro. Trust me, it’s all a farce. Real change comes from the common man, not from the elite. They couldn’t give a shit about anyone but themselves.
MATT: Well, there’s always time to go back to basics.
TYLER: What about Sheriff Jackson?
MATT: She’s one of the best Sheriffs this town has ever had! I’m not talking about going back to that. What I’m saying is that, if we succeed at this, I’m moving back to Peru. The humanitarian work K and I did down there has been one of my life’s best accomplishments. It’s the happiest I’ve ever been.
TYLER: I’ll only allow it if you guarantee I have a room for myself when I go visit.
MATT: (Smiles) I’ll even decorate it myself!
TYLER: Please don’t! I’m already having nightmares about the puppy theme!
MATT: It’s crazy to think that not so long ago we were just a couple of dorks whose biggest problem was who would play center field. Look at us now…
TYLER: We sure have come a long way. For better or worse.
MATT: I’ve never been the religious type, but I have faith that whatever comes, it will lead to good things for all. Humans, witches, werewolves, vampires alike.
TYLER: Matt Donovan, embracing the supernatural… Now I’ve seen it all. I think I’m ‘bout to cry!
MATT: (Teasing) You’re a dick…
TYLER: Hey! You’re gonna be a father soon. Better watch your language!
MATT: I love you, man.
TYLER: I love you too. And whatever does happen, I’mma be with you till the end.
MATT: That makes two of us (they hug).
TYLER: (Looks at his watch) Shit! I’m running late.
MATT: It’s midnight, where are you going at this time?
TYLER: Okay, grandpa, if you must know, I’m going stargazing with my lady. Gonna give me a curfew too?
MATT: (Smirks) Fuck off.
TYLER: Yeah, that’s the plan, if I get lucky (winks).
MATT: I’m gonna forget I heard that. Have a good night, bro. I’ll see you in the morning (as he is walking upstairs, his cellphone rings. Much to his surprise, it’s Edward).
Cut to – The Bamon home. Bonnie and Damon are playing Monopoly. Kai is in charge of being the bank.
KAI: I’m starting to think you only invited me so I could be the bank! Smart move, Bonster; Damon always steals from the bank; but still...
DAMON: Not at all, pal! We love having you around! And for the record, I don’t steal!
KAI: Come on, I saw you do it multiple times in the prison world! You really need to learn how to lie better, Damon. But why go through the trouble? Couldn’t Caroline, Stefan, or that hot chick that is staying with you do it instead?
BONNIE: Sage is doing research on the serum. Stefan and Caroline are in the distillery, it’s their date night.
KAI: That’s a thing? You people are so weird. Have to say though, the three of us together again, it’s nice! Without the murdery stuff, of course. We have to treasure every moment; in case we don’t pull this off.
BONNIE: True (awkward silence for a bit).
KAI: Okay, I’ll be the first to address the elephant in the room. What’s up with you two? I’m sensing some tension, and I don’t think it has anything to do with our Stranger Things team-up.
DAMON: I’m glad you asked, buddy! Bon, care to tell Kai what’s really going on here?
BONNIE: Damon, we had a deal… You’re just feeling threatened ‘cause I’m whooping your ass.
DAMON: I have the two blue ones, so…
BONNIE: And no money to do any real harm with them, so...
DAMON: Don’t underestimate the pink ones, Bon. They’ll get me there, slowly but surely.
BONNIE: One land on my block, and you’re bankrupt.
DAMON: Good thing I’m feeling lucky today…
KAI: Uhm, are we still talking about Monopoly? I’m totally lost with this conversation.
BONNIE: And I have to go to the lady’s room. (Turns to Kai) Make sure he doesn’t cheat! (She walks away. As soon as she is out of sight, Damon leans in to talk to Kai).
DAMON: Listen, Kai. Bonnie is attempting to teleport to Germany to check on Elena.
KAI: That’s insane, and potentially dangerous. She doesn’t know how it works yet.
DAMON: My point exactly! But you know how she is. We made a deal, whoever wins this game gets to make the decision. So, I’m gonna need your help to change my luck…
KAI: She’ll know we’re cheating if you miraculously pull money out of “nowhere”.
DAMON: I know! But she won’t know if the odds turn in my favor… You know what I mean?
KAI: If you’re referring to magic, I think you’re forgetting she bound my powers. I’m all dry.
DAMON: Shit! Forgot about that! Well, my plan is clearly screwed!
KAI: You lack ingenuity, Damon. Monopoly might be a game of luck, but it’s also about patience and making wise investment decisions. You’re too greedy, always going for the high-end properties. Procure the second block, and the tables will turn.
DAMON: How the hell am I supposed to do that!
KAI: With patience, and yes, a little cheating. I’ll make sure to slip a small amount of cash flow from time to time, so she doesn’t get suspicious.
DAMON: That’s it? That’s your master plan?! Might as well end the game now!
KAI: Patience, Damon. You really need to work on that. Now, if you let me finish. I might not have magic, but I’m a wizard with rapid hand movements and distractors, so I’ll make sure the dice rolls in your favor. And when I blink you buy, or put in a house if you have the set; understood?
DAMON: I’m trusting you with this, Kai. If I lose, I swear I’ll tell Bon-Bon about your Vega’s Whitney Houston bride.
KAI: I knew you would use that as leverage against me someday!
DAMON: (Smirks, sarcastically) See how well we know each other? That’s some bro love, my brother!
KAI: Ooh, yeah; no. Let’s not do that.
DAMON: I knew it the minute it came out of my mouth…
Cut to – Stefan and Caroline in the distillery. He’s cooked a delicious dinner for them, and set a romantic picnic setting for their date night.
CAROLINE: As always, you never cease to amaze me. This is beautiful…
STEFAN: Who would have thought a distillery could be so romantic?!
CAROLINE: Don’t know about others, but this one surely is. At least when it’s not the meeting spot for a bunch of crazies (they laugh).
STEFAN: Can’t say we lack imagination…
CAROLINE: Not in the slightest. Are you really okay, though? After seeing Silas?
STEFAN: I’m fine. I was actually pleasantly surprised. I know he did some terrible things to all of us, but he seemed genuinely willing to right his wrongs. Guess everyone deserves a chance to at least try.
CAROLINE: And that is why I love you so much. You never give up on anyone.
STEFAN: I will admit, though, I couldn’t help but feel a little pleasure at Klaus’s reaction to the true original story… Man, was he pissed!
CAROLINE: (Grins) I know, right?! That was epic! And Rebekah’s reaction, I think was even better!
STEFAN: Have to say, out of all the awkward moments I’ve lived through, that was definitely in the top five. The whole thing was so strange…
CAROLINE: I know… Okay, just between us, do you really think we can do this? This is above and beyond what we’ve ever done.
STEFAN: Just between us, I don’t know. What I do know is that if we don’t, and if what’s to come is inevitable, I’ll be thankful that I’ve had the opportunity to have you in my life.
CAROLINE: Me too… And I always find comfort in knowing that, wherever and however, we’ll always find a way to each other.
STEFAN: You, me, and the girls; that’s how we roll.
CAROLINE: About that… I’ve been thinking. As much as we love them, I don’t think it’s the healthiest thing for their parents and their respective others to live under the same roof. I know we get along great, but as couples I think we need our own space.
STEFAN: Are you talking about moving out of the mansion?
CAROLINE: If this all works out, yes. Unless you don’t want to… I know how important that house is to you.
STEFAN: It is, which is why I left it to you. But it has its own purpose now.
CAROLINE: My thoughts exactly. I think it’s time we had a home of our own...
STEFAN: What about the girls?
CAROLINE: We don’t have to move far; they can stay with us whenever they want. I was actually thinking we could remodel the cabin…
STEFAN: I do love that cabin…
CAROLINE: So, what do say?
STEFAN: I say we do it!
CAROLINE: (Giddy) Really?
STEFAN: I do have one minor condition…
CAROLINE: Whatever you want!
STEFAN: We get the girls the exact same model bicycle you had.
CAROLINE: (Touched) How did I ever get so lucky to have hitched you?
STEFAN: I ask myself that same question in reverse, every single day…(they kiss).
Now, I have one last surprise…
But I swear, Caroline Elizabeth Forbes, if you tell anyone about this, I’ll file for divorce!
(He takes out a karaoke machine, and sings to Selena Gomez’s, “Love You Like A Love Song”).
Cut to – Bamon’s bedroom.
BONNIE: I can’t believe you won! You swear you didn’t cheat?
DAMON: You heard Kai, he said fair game.
BONNIE: But I was kicking your ass!
DAMON: You got too greedy, Bon. Told you, slowly but surely wins the game. Now, a deal is a deal, so I guess it’s a no on the jump.
BONNIE: But that wasn’t our deal. The jump was never in question. Only thing that changes is that we’ll be doing it together.
DAMON: Bon, come on… Can’t Ric or Matt go? They’re not looking for them, they’ll be safe to fly.
BONNIE: Do you trust me?
DAMON: Of course I do. Why would you ask me that?
BONNIE: I need to be the one that goes. I can feel it in my gut.
DAMON: (Hesitant) Just promise me that if anything happens, and we lose each other for some reason, we’ll find our way back to one another.
BONNIE: I promise… (kisses him).
DAMON: So, what should I pack?
BONNIE: (Smirks) I don’t think we’ll need any luggage.
DAMON: Then I’m ready when you are…
BONNIE: Okay, for this to work, I think I need to see the place where we’re going to first. Elena mentioned she found out that her father did some research at the university a while back. She sent me a pic of him in front of the main gate with one of her post cards. Should have it somewhere around here… (she starts looking around in one of her drawers). Ah, here it is! We’re good to go.
DAMON: We’re doing this now?!! I thought we’d wait till morning?
BONNIE: The sooner the better. Ready? (Holds her hand out).
DAMON: Wait, no… I need to get something (he vamps into his walk-in closet, opens his safe, puts the ring box in his pocket and vamps back). Now I’m ready (takes her hand, looks into her eyes and teases…)
Do you think it'll hurt?
BONNIE: (Smirks) I don’t know… (she opens a portal, and off they go…)
TVD 10x06 - Blast to the Past. Hope you stop by, read, and enjoy! =)
May 10th, 1994. Damon and Bonnie have been walking for a while, trying to find their home. Something is off, they know they’re standing exactly where it should be, but it’s gone.
DAMON: Maybe it’s the cloaking spell?
BONNIE: I would be able to see it. I don’t think it worked.
DAMON: But the spell artifacts were gone, Bon. We’re definitely not in 2009 anymore.
BONNIE: There’s only one way to find out. Up for some cloaked walk-around town?
DAMON: Always!
They walk into town, it’s eerily familiar. Judging from the cars and people’s attire, they are now pretty certain when they are. Question is, why?
DAMON: Now we know what it was like with people around. Liked it better when it was just us.
BONNIE: Look on the bright side, were this the prison world, we’d have to deal with Kai to be able to get out.
DAMON: Mr. jam fingers, no thanks!
BONNIE: I must’ve missed something. Why would it take us to 1994?
DAMON: Didn’t you say you saw flashes of the prison world when you were doing the spell?
BONNIE: But wouldn’t it have taken us to the prison world?
DAMON: Guessing prison worlds aren’t part of the time-space realm; maybe that’s why it took us to the closest thing.
BONNIE: Or maybe there’s another reason why we’re here.
DAMON: Don’t suppose that would involve hitting a Boyz II Men concert?
BONNIE: (Smiles) Who knows, maybe it does.
They continue to walk, someone approaches…
STEFAN: Damon?
DAMON: (Knowing that voice perfectly well, turns around in a bit of a panic) Stefan? (Whispers to Bonnie) I thought we were cloaked.
BONNIE: (Whispers back) So did I.
STEFAN: What are you doing here? Weren’t you supposed to stay at the house?
DAMON: Oh, yeah, about that… I changed my mind.
STEFAN: (Looks at Bonnie, concerned. Although Damon promised him he was on the right path, he knows his brother all too well) Damon…
DAMON: What? It’s not what you’re thinking.
STEFAN: (Condescending) Couldn’t even give it an honest try, huh? I swear, Damon; if you as much as get one fang near her…
DAMON: Jesus, Stefan! You always go to the darkest place! I’m not going to eat her! I love her!
STEFAN: You what now?
DAMON: Bon, tell him we’re in love.
BONNIE: (Nervous) Sure! Practically Romeo and Juliet! Without the suicide part.
STEFAN: (Still suspicious) You seem like a nice person, so let me give you some advice; stay away from him.
(As soon as Damon sees the opportunity of a minor distraction, he snaps Stefan’s neck).
BONNIE: Was that really necessary?
DAMON: He was asking too many questions, Bon! Damage control.
BONNIE: And what do you suggest we do with him now?
DAMON: Take him deep into the woods, tie him-up, vervain his ass. Least ‘till we figure out why we’re here, and how to get out.
BONNIE: You know, I could’ve just cast a forgetting spell on him.
DAMON: Oopsies, forgot about those...
Well, what’s done is done, better get him to the woods before he wakes up (he picks Stefan up and puts him on his back; suddenly, they hear a voice).
VOICE: You’re not supposed to be here… (A woman, wearing a black hooded tunic walks towards them. When she reaches them, she takes the hoodie off, revealing her face).
BONNIE: Who are you?
WOMAN: You’ll find out soon enough. In the meantime, I suggest you figure out why you are here, and be gone before it’s too late.
DAMON: Too late for what?
WOMAN: Time is not to be tampered with. You should know better, Bonnie. You are the Alpha and the Omega. It chose you for a reason.
BONNIE: ‘Kay, lady, you’re freakin’ me out. Who the hell are you?
WOMAN: I’ve already answered that question.
BONNIE: Don’t make me spell it out of you...
WOMAN: (Smirks) You can try, but your powers won’t work on me. In fact, they won’t work while I’m around, period.
DAMON: I’m feeling really tempted to snatch a bite…
WOMAN: As I said, it won’t work; check your fangs (Damon tries to go into vamp mode, nothing). I told you so… Oh, and your brother is about to wake. I strongly suggest you don’t snap his neck this time; unless your intent is to kill him.
BONNIE: Okay, you’ve proved your point. If you won’t tell us who you are, can you at least tell us what you want?
WOMAN: I’ve already answered that question.
DAMON: We’ve had our fair-share of bitchiness for one time jump, get to the point, Bellamatrix.
WOMAN: My name is Atropos, ignorant fool.
DAMON: Aha! See how easy it was to get that out of you!? (Turns to Bonnie) Now we have a name. (Stefan starts to wake up, Damon puts him on the floor, he looks very confused) Hey, buddy! You had a little bit too much to drink; don’t worry, I’ll get you home.
STEFAN: (Holding his head, baffled) What?
ATROPOS: I will give you one day to find your way back, or I’ll have no choice but to take care of this on my own.
BONNIE: Do you know why it sent us here?
ATROPOS: Perhaps it has something to do with the date.
BONNIE: 1994?
ATROPOS: The date, dear. May 10th, 1994. “It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”
(She puts her hoodie back on, walks away, and disappears into the fog).
BONNIE: Just when things couldn’t get any trippier, the Lady in Black comes along.
STEFAN: (Still looking very confused) Damon, what’s going on? Why are we here? Who the heck was that?
DAMON: Bon…
BONNIE: On it (she performs a forgetting spell, erasing Stefan’s memories of the encounter. Damon grabs her hand, they vamp away).
Cut to – Mystic Falls, present day, the Powell mansion dungeon. Darius keeps trying to reach Bonnie with no luck. He senses something isn’t right, he should’ve been able to reach her by now. Where is she? Time is running out.
VOICE: How long until you give it up and get us out of this hell-hole?
DARIUS: I can’t even sense her. I think she might have jumped.
VOICE: Jumped? From what? And even if she did, she would be fine. She can’t die.
DARIUS: As in time, idiot. And she can.
VOICE: (Sarcastic) Mood swing, incoming! Anyway, so what if she jumped, (mocking) in time.
DARIUS: If the timeline is altered, that changes everything…
VOICE: Oh, you don’t say! And you call me an idiot?
DARIUS: Maybe it’s not such a bad thing we die; if that’s the only way for me to get rid of you.
VOICE: Aw, that hurts my feelings. But don’t go suicidal on me. I’ll shut up now; let you continue your thing.
DARIUS: (Grins) Works every time (starts chanting, his eyes turn white).
Cut to – Munich, Germany. After some digging, Sam and Alex have finally found where Elena is being kept. They’ve come up with what they think is the perfect plan to break her out. Sam, who a couple of days back managed to kidnap one of the military guys, take his uniform, ID, and access card; is now ready to make his move. Alex, waiting outside in an escape car. Sam walks into the lab’s corridor, holding a tray.
MILITARY MAN: Thought her meal was scheduled for 2pm?
SAM: General said she had to skip breakfast for some tests; guess that’s why they sent it in early.
MILITARY MAN: Haven’t seen you around before. Are you new?
SAM: No, just reassigned. Was stationed at the Arts Faculty. Have to say, that was a bore.
MILITARY MAN: You’ll get plenty of action here.
SAM: That’s the only reason I joined the military.
MILITARY MAN: That makes two of us. Just a heads up before you go inside, she might be cute, but she’s crazy as fuck.
SAM: (Smirks) Just my type (as he is about to walk into the isolation room…)
MILITARY MAN: Yo, man! Don’t forget your gear (points to a cabinet with biohazard suits). Did they even brief you?
SAM: Not really.
MILITARY MAN: They got some nerve. Anyway, you don’t want to go inside without one; trust me.
SAM: Seems excessive.
MILITARY MAN: Doctors say she has some weird disease. Better safe than sorry.
SAM: What disease?
MILITARY MAN: Do I look like a Doctor? No idea, I just know it ain’t good. I know they don’t give a fuck about us; but assigning you to this mission, without a brief or warning of the potential dangers, is really fucked up.
SAM: Thanks for the heads-up.
MILITARY MAN: Anytime, man, we low ranks need to stick together!
SAM: No doubt. (He goes into the isolation room, is shocked and disgusted at the sight. Elena? (She’s unresponsive; he puts the tray aside and knocks on the glass) Elena? (She starts to react, clearly has been put on some heavy drugs). Elena?
ELENA: I’m not hungry, you can leave.
SAM: Elena, it’s me, Sam.
ELENA: Great; you’re part of this too; it figures. Where’s my dad? It’s been days since he’s come to see me. What did they do to him?
SAM: They really did a number on you. Don’t worry, I’m gonna get you out of here.
ELENA: If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard that (starts laughing uncontrollably). I get it now! I’m the Mary Sue!! (Keeps laughing and rambling) Or one of those creepy porcelain dolls! Aw, poor Elena, she’s too weak and fragile to protect herself! No shit! Just ask Bonnie how many times she has had to save my ass! Or Stefan, or Damon!! Hell, even Matt! And, here we go again. In-comes my knight in shining armor to save the pathetic damsel in distress! Actually, now that I think about it, I’m nothing like a Mary Sue! Ha, couldn’t even get that one right!
SAM: Elena, stop.
ELENA: Do yourself a favor and stay as far away from me as possible.
SAM: You can stay here and whine about being these people’s lab rat. Or, you can cut the crap and self-pity rant, get your ass up, and fight.
ELENA: Oh, no you didn’t.
SAM: Oh, yes I did. So, what you gonna do about it?
ELENA: (She gets up, stumbles a bit, she is after all, quite drugged up, but fights hard to keep her balance) No one tells me what to do. So, I’m gonna get us the hell out of here, just to prove my point.
SAM: (Smiles) Ahh, now that’s the girl I fell in love with! Might not remember, but I’m pretty sure that feistiness had something to do with it.
ELENA: I know I’m high, but you’re not making any sense.
SAM: I’ll explain everything once we’re out of here, and whatever they gave you is out of your system.
ELENA: Well, after the shit they’ve put me through, I’ll take any alternative, as long as I get out of here.
SAM: About that… How comfortable are you with drugging someone (shows her a syringe)?
ELENA: At this point, very. But what about the CCTV cameras?
SAM: That’s been taken care of, but we need to move fast.
Cut to – Mystic Falls, May 10th, 1994. Bonnie and Damon are in the middle of the woods, trying to figure out how they can go back home.
BONNIE: Damon, we’ve been sitting here for a while. I think we both know what this is about. It’s your chance to make amends, confront your demons. You might not be able to change what happens, but you can try to make some peace with it.
DAMON: How am I supposed to do that, Bon? Just show up and say: Hey, sorry I killed you?
BONNIE: Maybe not exactly that, but something along those lines.
DAMON: Do you really think that’s why it brought us here?
BONNIE: Why else would it?
DAMON: (Teasing) Boyz II Men concert?
BONNIE: (Smiles and kisses him) You’ll be fine; just be honest and speak from the heart.
DAMON: Come with me?
BONNIE: Of course, I’ll be right by your side. But when that moment comes, you know you have to do it on your own.
DAMON: I know… (kisses her). I didn’t believe in redemption until I fell in love with you.
BONNIE: What a coincidence, neither did I (smiles). ‘Kay, better get going, we want to get there before… well, you know.
Cut to – Augustus’s underground facility, SA Connelly’s office.
PIETRO: Are you sure?
SA CONELLY: Positive. That’s definitely not Darius.
PIETRO: Then who do you suppose he is? His evil twin brother?
SA CONELLY: Ha, funny. You’ve seen what they can do, it’s probably some sort of illusion.
PIETRO: The only ones we know that can do that, are Darius; who would gain nothing at making an illusion of himself. Bonnie; who is MIA, and wouldn’t stand having to think of him to do it. Aletheia; who I would sense immediately, if it were her. And Veritas, who is an ocean away. Excuse me if I find your theory quite far-fetched. It is Darius; he’s just moody because he hasn’t been able to find Bonnie.
SA CONELLY: I’m pretty sure Little Edward was on to something. Maybe it is Edward.
PIETRO: (Laughs) He might be the miracle child, but he doesn’t have the power to do that.
SA CONELLY: Maybe so, but he does have the power to make someone do it.
PIETRO: Love, I think the lack of sleep and amount of stress is getting to you. Try to take it down a notch, get some rest, unwind, even have a little fun.
SA CONELLY: Don’t call me “love” again, unless you want your ass kicked.
PIETRO: Calm down, Agent. I’m only trying to be a good friend.
SA CONELLY: I don’t have friends.
PIETRO: (Mocking) Maybe that’s the problem.
SA CONELLY: Fine, if you’re not going to take me seriously, I’ll figure this out on my own.
PIETRO: For someone so cold-hearted, you can be very dramatic at times. Especially when it involves Darius. Perhaps there’s something there to analyze.
SA CONELLY: (Rolls her eyes) Don’t come crying to me if the shit hits the fan (she walks away).
Cut to – The Salvatore school. Katherine is giving her students a lecture on what she likes to call, “the art of seducing your way out of trouble”. Iker walks in.
KATHERINE: Exhibit A, kids (winks).
IKER: Hey, I need you.
KATHERINE: (To her students, teasing) Of course, there’re some consequences to being so irresistible, people can become obsessed.
IKER: No time for flirty-snarky back n’ forth. I need you, now.
KATHERINE: Can’t you see I’m in the middle of a class?! I’ll come find you when I’m done.
IKER: This can’t wait.
KATHERINE: (Rolls her eyes) Fine, but you really need to move on. I told you, that was a onetime thing.
IKER: Funny play on words.
KATHERINE: (To her students) Don’t think you’re off the hook. Next class, quiz on “Dracula”. The book, not the movie! (They step out).
IKER: Dracula? Seriously? Could it be any more cliché!
KATHERINE: It’s a great piece of literary work, and I’m a fan of Keanu.
IKER: Thought you said the book, not the movie.
KATHERINE: I know my people. Anyway, what’s this about? I really love that class, so it better be good.
IKER: It’s the vamp kid.
KATHERINE: Who’s class was it now?
IKER: That was nothing compared to this. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like it.
KATHERINE: That’s because you’ve never met ripper Stefan. I’ll take care of it.
IKER: I knew I was recruiting the right vamp.
KATHERINE: I don’t do anything for free. This is going to cost you a luxurious spa day.
IKER: How ‘bout a nice dinner instead?
KATHERINE: Nop, you had your chance. You said you only wanted to be friends, so that’s what we are.
IKER: Do you always take things so literally?
KATHERINE: I believe in the power of words. Next time, choose them wisely.
Now, where is he?
Cut to – Mystic Falls, May 10th, 1994, the Salvatore mansion. Bonnie cloaks their way into the shed, where past Damon is being held.
BONNIE: Perfect timing! Looks like Stefan did half of the work. I’ll make sure your past self stays put. Go do your thing.
DAMON: I’m not sure I’m comfortable leaving you alone with him.
BONNIE: First of all, he can’t see me. Second, he’s knocked out. Third, I’ll kick your ass if you try anything.
DAMON: Okay, wish me luck (kisses her and vamps out. Soon after, Damon awakens. He lifts his head to see Stefan leaning against the doorway, groans).
STEFAN: So, here's what I don't get, Damon. Why'd you insinuate yourself back into my life and then cheat, and lie, and break all the rules?
DAMON: Well, one, because I knew you'd be mad. Believe it or not, I like being here, Stefan. (Damon stands up and staggers toward Stefan, but when he comes into contact with the daylight, his hand starts to burn).
DAMON: OW! Ahhh!
STEFAN: You get your daylight ring back when you decide to behave. Now, answer my question: Why did you come back here?
DAMON: Because I missed my brother. I want to have a connection to my humanity, Stefan. I wanted to feel something again. And when I decided to come back home, it all came rushing back, just like I hoped it would.
STEFAN: Oh, congrats. Now what?
DAMON: Come on, man. Let's just hit the road, you and me, huh? I'll let you drive my car, I'll get you off this vegan diet, teach you how to feed again. It'll be great, Stef. Huh? What do you say? Come on! Trust me.
STEFAN: Yeah, I can imagine a road trip with you. I can imagine you feeding on innocent people and, uh, leaving a trail of bodies behind. I can imagine you making me drink human blood, and laughing at me while I suffer.
DAMON: (Rolls his eyes) Way to be an optimist, Stefan.
STEFAN: Just looking at the facts, Damon. 1912, you convinced me to drink human blood again, which is why I became a Ripper. In 1942, you almost pushed me off the rails again because you were so damn needy. 1977, you left my best friend to die after I sent her to come help you. And now, I'm finally happy. I have a new life, I'm doing well, and, uh, you just can't handle that, can you, Damon?
DAMON: I'm not trying to screw up your dumb new life.
STEFAN: You don't have to try, Damon. All you have to do is exist. Because no matter what I do or where I go, you will be with me forever, trying to destroy every single thing that I've built. I don't know why I thought this time would be any different. I wanted it to be different. You just keep failing.
DAMON: Guess that's a no on the road trip, huh?
STEFAN: That's a no on the road trip (leaves).
DAMON: (To himself) I wanted it to be different too, brother. But no matter how hard I try, I’ll never be good enough.
(He turns around, sees something he definitely was not expecting) Who the hell are you?
BONNIE: (Uneasy) You can see me? How is that possible?
DAMON: Uhm, I have eyes.
BONNIE: Shit! Not again. Where are you?!
DAMON: Are you on drugs? I’m right in front of you, and not in the best of moods, so I suggest you leave before I tear into that pretty little neck of yours.
BONNIE: Please, leave. I need to be able to use my powers. This is why we are here. We’ll leave after it’s done; I promise.
DAMON: Not sure what you’re on, but don’t think I won’t act just because you’re hot. Matter a fact, it’s making it even more tempting…
BONNIE: (Tries to use her powers, hoping Atropos has listened to her and left, but it’s not the case) Shit! Shit! (Head messages Damon) Damon, mayday, mayday! Your past self is awake, hungry, and real moody! Atropos is somewhere around here, so no powers at the moment!
DAMON: Whoa! How the hell did that happen?!
BONNIE: What? What are you talking about?
DAMON: Your voice, I heard your voice in my head! What are you, some kind of witch?
BONNIE: (To herself) Oh, no, this isn’t good…
(Trying to head message Damon again) Damon? Damon! Can you hear me? I need help!
DAMON: No need for the witchy woo, I can hear you loud and clear! And you are right about one thing, you do need help… (He tries to go into vamp mode but is unsuccessful) What the hell is going on?! (Grabs her by the shoulders) What are you doing to me??!!
BONNIE: ‘Kay, I’mma have to do this the old fashioned way. Sorry about this… (kicks him in the privates, he falls to the ground holding his parts).
DAMON: AW!!! You witch!
BONNIE: (To Atropos) Where are you? Why are you doing this? (She keeps trying to use her powers but has no luck. Damon begins to reincorporate himself) I won’t be able to hold him back much longer… Come on, Damon, come back.
DAMON: Oh, I’m back alright, and you’re in a whole lot of trouble…
Cut to - Present day, the Grill. Klaus is binge drinking, pissed at his family for not supporting his action plan, and babbling to himself about going forward with it. Tyler walks in; orders a shot and sits next to him.
TYLER: What you babbling about this time?
KLAUS: I’m not in the mood, wolf-boy.
TYLER: You know, for the longest time, I hated you. Like really, really hated you. I’m talking gut-wrenching, vomit-inducing, bile loathe hating. I didn’t even know it was possible to hate someone that much. And it wasn’t because of what you turned me into; but for what you took from me.
KLAUS: If you came here for a therapy session, I suggest you find someone who cares.
TYLER: (Snarky smile) You’re so full of shit, Klaus. How long have you been around? And you’re still pulling your tantrums? Have you not learned anything over the centuries?
KLAUS: I’m warning you, Lockwood; leave!
TYLER: Ooh, I’m so scared! The big bad Klaus is getting mad!
KLAUS: (Grabs him by the neck) Don’t make me make you an example to prove that people never change.
TYLER: (Sarcastic) Lovely father lesson to teach Hope.
KLAUS: (Lets him go; very irritated) You think you know me? What I’m capable of? Do you have any idea the evil that bred me? And you, for that matter?!
TYLER: Yeah, I heard. So what? Can’t believe the almighty Klaus would let his origin story define who he was. Hate ‘n all, I thought you were stronger than that.
KLAUS: (Stays silent for a moment, then brings his guard down) How do I sleep at night?
TYLER: You’re not Veritas. Our existence and survival may depend on him, but that doesn’t mean he gets to define who we are.
KLAUS: Why are you trying to help me? Why do you even care?
TYLER: Well, I had a lot of thinking time when I was dead, guess I learned to let go.
KLAUS: How can you say that. I killed your mother.
TYLER: Let’s not go there; that was a long time ago.
KLAUS: No; let’s. I’ve never had the courage to face you. So, I will start by owning up to my mistakes, and take responsibility. I know words are meaningless after the fact, and I was a monster; I still am, but I have dammed that beast. Tyler Lockwood, for everything that I have put you through, I am sincerely sorry.
TYLER: And I believe that you are, but I’m not going to pretend I could ever forgive you. I can’t. All I can say is that the only reason I’m willing to try, is because I know she found peace.
KLAUS: (Smiles) Thank you…
TYLER: For what?
KLAUS: For being the better man.
Cut to – Mystic Falls, May 10th, 1994, the Salvatore mansion library. Damon is talking to Gail and Zach, who are absolutely confused as to what he’s talking about.
ZACH: Damon, are you sure you’re okay? I’m getting worried; you’re talking like a crazy person.
DAMON: I know this sounds impossible, but it’s true.
GAIL: More like insane. You’re telling me that you are a vampire, and that you’re going to kill me in a few hours, and Zach in a couple of years. And that, somehow, my baby survives the attack, and grows up not knowing who her family is. Until, yet again, you go crazy, attack her, let her go, but then a siren kills her?
DAMON: Well, when you put it that way…
ZACH: I thought vampires had a high tolerance for alcohol.
DAMON: I’m not drunk, Uncle Zach. I time jumped, and I’m here to apologize for what I did to you.
ZACH: Is it drugs? Not really familiar how the vamp thing works with that.
DAMON: Please, just entertain the idea for a moment. It’s all I ask.
GAIL: Suppose we do. What makes you think we would ever forgive you for such atrocities?
DAMON: I’m not expecting forgiveness, but I need you to know that I take full responsibility for what I did. That there’s not a day that goes by without it haunting me; and that if I could give my life to undo what I’ve done to yours, I would do it in a second.
ZACH: You can never change the past, Damon, only the future. If what you’re telling us is true, and you are sincerely regretful for what you have done, or will do; all I can say is that I hope you find a way to forgive yourself someday. As for us, no matter what happens today, tomorrow, or in years, I know we’ll reunite and find peace together, because love transcends all. Can’t say the same for you.
GAIL: I could forgive you for killing me, for killing Zach, even. But, no matter the circumstance, I could never forgive you for letting my daughter die. Whom, thanks to you, I didn’t even get to hold in my arms.
DAMON: Just know that Stefan took care of her, and that she grew up to be an amazing woman. Absolutely beautiful, kind, loving, and extremely talented. She was happy.
GAIL: Until you came along… How did this so-called siren do it? I at least deserve to know that.
DAMON: You do, but what good would that do?
GAIL: Tell me how she dies, Damon.
DAMON: Blood loss from a stab wound.
GAIL: Were you there when she took her last breath?
DAMON: Yes and no, in a way. But Stefan was with her till the end.
GAIL: Why didn’t he save her?
DAMON: He couldn’t. And that’s what haunts him every day.
ZACH: I think we’ve heard enough.
DAMON: You know I have to compel you to forget this, right?
ZACH: Do what you have to do, just be gone.
DAMON: Before I leave, if you wish to, and allow me, I can show her to you.
GAIL: What do you mean?
DAMON: It’s a vampire thing.
ZACH: (Turns to Gail) Are you sure you want to do this?
GAIL: Yes. Are you?
ZACH: No, but I’m not letting you do this alone.
DAMON: Okay, hold my hand, close your eyes, and relax (they see flashes of Sarah in her happiest moments, her photographs, how kind she was, her amazing smile).
GAIL: (Teary-eyed) She was so beautiful…
ZACH: (Also teary-eyed) She had your smile.
GAIL: We might not be able to forgive you, but thank you for doing that.
DAMON: It’s the least I could do. I really must get going now, thank you for giving me the opportunity to say what I needed to say.
GAIL: Wait… (she takes her necklace off and hands it to him) Make sure you put this where she lays to rest.
DAMON: You have my word. Are you ready? (They nod; he compels them).
Cut to – Present day. The Bamon home. Caroline, Stefan and Sage are worried. Bonnie and Damon have been gone for a few days.
CAROLINE: We really need to do something. It’s not like Bonnie to disappear like that, much less when they’ve been trying to hunt us down. What if they got them?
STEFAN: We would know by now. Maybe they went on one of their Batman and Robin missions; you know they love that.
CAROLINE: Yes, but I don’t think they would risk it while we’re trying to hide.
SAGE: I know I barely know them, but from what I’ve seen, they’re a tough pair. I’m sure they’re fine.
CAROLINE: Let’s hope so. But if they’re not back by tomorrow, I’m going to pay my half-brother-in-law a visit.
STEFAN: We both will.
CAROLINE: Were you able to find out more about the serum?
SAGE: One thing is for sure, the virus it contains is definitely lab made. But what truly baffles me is the genome sequence; it keeps changing.
CAROLINE: I’m going to pretend that I understood what you just said, but what does that mean?
SAGE: Even though we were able to isolate it, it doesn’t matter if it keeps rearranging its DNA. So, if it is harmful, there’s no way to create an antibody to defeat it.
STEFAN: And how do we know if it’s harmful?
SAGE: Only way to be sure is testing.
CAROLINE: Meaning?
SAGE: Inject it into test subjects.
STEFAN: Like lab rats?
SAGE: No, that wouldn’t give us any useful data. Humans, witches, vampires, werewolves. You get the point.
CAROLINE: Are you freakin’ kidding me?!! There’s no way in hell we’re doing that, so we need to find another way around this.
SAGE: I know; I’ll keep looking. Just wanted to be direct and honest so there are no misleading expectations.
STEFAN: At least it’s not airborne, easier to contain, I suppose. It’s just really frustrating not being able to do more.
SAGE: Okay, thinking out of the box here. Didn’t you say that Bonnie’s relative, the really old witch that the other really old witch brought back, created the immortality serum?
STEFAN: Qetsiyah?
SAGE: Yes, her.
CAROLINE: She did, so?
SAGE: I think I could use her help. Any chance she would be willing to team-up with a newbie vamp in the name of Science?
CAROLINE: Well, we won’t know if we don’t ask…
Cut to – May 10th, 1994, the Salvatore mansion shed. Damon comes back, only to find his worst nightmare has come to life. There, on the floor, lies the lifeless body of the love of his life.
Taken by his own past-self, who sits in shock staring at the abyss. He desperately tries to feed her his blood but it has no effect.
DAMON: (Screaming in despair) Bonnie!!?? Bonnie!!?? Come on, Bon-Bon, wake up!! Wake up!!!
PAST DAMON: Don’t bother, I already tried. It won’t work.
(Staring at him) After what I just experienced, I’m not even going to ask why we look exactly alike. But, hey, nice to know we have a solid bite, even without fangs.
DAMON: (Lashes out and grabs him by the neck) What did you do to her!!
PAST DAMON: To be honest, I don’t even know. Don’t worry though, we’ll be dead very soon too.
DAMON: (Starts hitting him, fueled with rage) You egocentric, selfish, psychotic, piece of shit!!!
PAST DAMON: (As he’s taking the hits) Pot calling the kettle back… Is that all you got? Hit me harder!
DAMON: (Keeps hitting him, harder and harder each time) You took everything from me!!! My family, my friends, the only woman I ever truly loved!!!!
PAST DAMON: Good, good, get it all out, Damon! Don’t forget we also pushed Stefan to bring his ripper out. So we are in part responsible for those killing sprees too.
PAST DAMON: Shout it like you mean it! Come on, man!
DAMON: (Still trying to beat the shit out of himself, but now severely weakened at the loss of blood, they both drop to the ground. They lie there, covered in blood and unable to stand; each breath shorter than the last. They can feel the time is coming. They turn towards one another, tears dripping from their cheeks). You are a horrible person.
PAST DAMON: I am. But you’re not. That means there’s hope for us…
DAMON: Not without her.
PAST DAMON: I didn’t mean to hurt her, I swear… And when I tried to save her, I couldn’t.
DAMON: After everything we’ve done, we've been blessed to have gotten much more than we ever deserved.
PAST DAMON: Do you believe in redemption?
DAMON: (Closes his eyes, sees flashes of his happiest moments with Bonnie) I did, once upon a time.
PAST DAMON: For what it’s worth, I’m sorry for everything that I’ve done to you.
DAMON: For what it’s worth, I’m sorry too. Despite it all, I forgive you. I have to. Otherwise, how does one ever find peace?
(He drags himself toward Bonnie and holds her ).
(Just as they are about to take their last breath, he hears a voice).
ATROPOS: There it is. Was that so hard to do? (Soon after, they start to heal).
PAST DAMON: (Now fully recovered, goes into vamp mode and grabs future Damon by the neck) Sorry, buddy, old habits die hard…
(suddenly, he backs off, holding his head in excruciating pain).
BONNIE: You really were a dick back then! (As soon as Damon hears her voice, he sighs, as if his soul had returned to his body).
DAMON: (Smirks) Oh, Bon-Bon, make it hurt.
BONNIE: As much as I would like to stick around and torture you for a while, we really need to get out of here. Let me do some mind erasing and we’re good to go. To be fair, he really did try to save me.
DAMON: (As she performs the spell, he stares at her; whispers to himself)
"Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom."
Cut to – Enzo’s cabin. After a couple of days of having no choice but to tolerate one another, Qetsiyah and Silas, despite all odds, seem to actually be enjoying the company. Enzo, on the other hand, has had to endure the pain of still having them around.
QETSIYAH: Okay, if we’re really going to be honest with one another, for once; be straight with me. What did she have that I didn’t?
SILAS: She was pure. And by that, I mean not tainted with the burdens we both know comes with witchcraft. The fact that she was human, comforted me in a strange way.
QETSIYAH: But still, you were willing to make her immortal.
SILAS: I was willing to do anything to preserve a sense of humanity.
QETSIYAH: (Mocking) You always were quite corny. Until you turned into a demonic psychopath, of course.
SILAS: (Smirks) Had to find a sense of humor somehow.
QETSIYAH: You’re not that funny, so it was probably a waste of time.
(Enzo comes stomping out of his room).
ENZO: Can you please stop with the torturous reminiscent babble! Hello? (Pointing to his ears) Vamp hearing! I don’t think I can bear another night listening to your bickering, or whatever bloody hell it is you two do!
QETSIYAH: Ooh, you’re such a grouch! No wonder Bonnie dumped your ass.
ENZO: This coming from the woman who was quite literally left at the altar.
SILAS: Oh! Come on, man! Not cool! Bro code!
ENZO: Oh, shut up. Anyway, now that your mind-numbing chatter has woken me up, might as well deliver a message. (To Qetsiyah) That cute scientist came around. Says she could use your help, wants you to meet her at Bonnie’s tomorrow.
QETSIYAH: I didn’t come back to do charity work, so no.
ENZO: (Rolls his eyes) You really are delusional! Why else do you think you are here? Dick, here, didn’t bring you along just to watch the show. Although, I’m not so sure about that anymore… Whatever, just go meet her tomorrow; better yet, why don’t you both go. God knows I deserve some time for peace of mind (walks back into his bedroom).
QETSIYAH: You’ve been living with that, for how long now?
SILAS: (Laughs) He’s not that bad, once you get to know him.
Cut to – May 10th, 1994, somewhere in the middle of the woods. Bonnie and Damon are preparing to head back home.
BONNIE: You know what’s weird?
DAMON: (Makes a funny face) Really, Bon?
BONNIE: (Laughs) Besides our entire lives… How was I able to use my telepathic abilities with Atropos around?
DAMON: Huh… That is strange.
BONNIE: Right? And when we ran into Stefan, she was there before you snapped his neck; how come he survived? Not that I’m not happy he did, but wouldn’t he have died if what she told us were true? (Atropos suddenly appears)
DAMON: Jesus! Do you always have to sneak-up on people like that?
ATROPOS: No, but I enjoy freaking people out. As to your question, Bonnie; I have a few tricks up my sleeve (winks).
BONNIE: So why have us go through all that. Quite cruel, don’t you think?
ATROPOS: Sometimes, the most important lessons are the most painful. You both know that well. And, you didn’t really die, Bonnie. I just put you in a time-out. Damon had some demons to fight on his own.
DAMON: Why is it that we constantly have to find the most dysfunctional creatures around?!
ATROPOS: Perhaps there’s a mystery inside that enigma… Anyhow, I wanted to bid you farewell, and let you know that you made me proud today. Cherish what you have, for love is the only truth that matters (she disappears).
DAMON: Pain in the ass ‘n all, but she’s right. Love is the only truth that matters.
BONNIE: No denying that… I was going to wait until we jumped to surprise you, but… (reaches into her pocket, hands him two tickets to Boyz II Men). One-stop detour before we head back?
DAMON: (Jumping in excitement like a little boy) Is this for real??!!!! No way!!?? OMG, OMG, OMG!!!!!!
(Realizes he has now completely blown his cover over not being a total fanboy, tries to compose himself) I mean, if only for Stefan.
BONNIE: (Smirks) Oh, cut the crap, I’ve seen your “secret” fan club page; and actually listened to some of their records, they’re not that bad.
DAMON: (Shocked) Not that bad, Bon-Bon?! Did you hear Wanya Morris’s vocals? That man is a musical genius!
BONNIE: (Teasing) He’s talented, no doubt, but wouldn’t take it that far. Ready, fanboy? Show’s about to start.
DAMON: (Caresses the pocket where he’s holding the ring, stares into her eyes) I’ve been ready for a while now; was only waiting for the perfect time.
BONNIE: (Makes a funny face) You say the weirdest things sometimes…
(she takes his hand, and off they go).
Cut to – Mystic Falls, present day. A recently built prison near the Salvatore School. It’s a massacre; all inmates, guards and admin staff are dead and headless. Kai, Katherine and Iker are walking around.
KAI: Whoa, Kitty Kat, you weren’t kidding when you said this was going to be like visiting the Queen of Hearts dungeon. It’s brutal. Kinda reminds me of when Damon cut my head off. Not a fun way to go out.
IKER: Did you really have to bring him along?
KAI: Uhm, excuse me?! If anyone knows how to deal with a massacre, it’s me. Granted mine wasn’t anywhere near this headcount, but I’m an experienced ex-psychopath; this is one of my many fields of expertise.
KATHERINE: We’re not here for a pissing contest, so focus on the task. Iker, you are in charge of compelling an army of people to come clean this up fast. Kai, you’re in charge of making sure no one, and I mean, no one, finds out about this incident; and if they do, fix it.
KAI: I thought you brought me along for my resume, not to boss me around!
KATHERINE: Well, you thought wrong. But, hey, you’re a wizard at deviation, so you got that going for you.
KAI: True.
IKER: There’s no way something like this isn’t getting out. A relatively new prison is abandoned all of a sudden?!
KATHERINE: Horrible gas leak, had to evacuate. And you’re positive we’re the only ones that know about this?
IKER: Unless Norman here spilled the beans, I’m sure.
KATHERINE: I’m surprised you didn’t tell Ric.
IKER: To be honest, I didn’t think he would understand.
KATHERINE: He’s a good guy with good intentions, but with everything going on, this might’ve been just a bit too much for him.
KAI: We definitely don’t want an over-stressed Ric.
KATHERINE: Where did you say you left him?
IKER: Had to vervain and cuff him to make sure he wouldn’t run away. He’s in cell 35.
KAI: Wait. And how did you find out?
IKER: After the last incident, Ric asked me to keep a close eye.
KAI: (Sarcastic) Great job!
IKER: We were taking a walk, figured it would help keep him calm. Didn’t even know there was a prison around here. Anyway, he was out of my sight for three seconds, that’s all it took…
KATHERINE: He must be very old to do so much damage in such a short amount of time. Okay, we know what we need to do. We’ll call each other if anything comes up.
They go their separate ways; Katherine finds the cell.
KATHERINE: Elijah? What are you doing here?
ELIJAH: No proper hello? I thought we were amicable now.
KATHERINE: We are, I’m just surprised to see you here. How did you find out?
ELIJAH: Hope. She saw everything. Begged me not to say anything and to come help.
KATHERINE: How long has he been out?
ELIJAH: Not sure. Seems like your friend gave him quite a high dose.
KATHERINE: Iker told us it was only him and the kid. How did Hope see it happen?
ELIJAH: Katerina, you know my niece. She can be very sneaky. I reckon she followed them.
KATHERINE: So, what exactly was your plan? Just sit here until he wakes up?
ELIJAH: Essentially, yes. Then take it from there. Can I ask, what was yours?
KATHERINE: (Sits next to him) Pretty much the same. (Looking at the kid) Do you really think we can help him?
ELIJAH: Me, Stefan, Niklaus; is proof that we can.
KATHERINE: We’ve never dealt with a child before.
ELIJAH: In a way, we have. Hope and the Saltzman twins.
KATHERINE: This is different.
ELIJAH: Well, we’ve always enjoyed a good challenge. Remember Paris?
KATHERINE: (Smirks) Of course I remember.
ELIJAH: We make for a good team. So, as the kids say nowadays, (trying to sound “hip”) we got dis.
KATHERINE: (Teasing) You really need to stop hanging out with Hope so much (they laugh).
Cut to – May 10th, 1994. After the concert, Bonnie and Damon teleport back to Mystic Falls. Same spot in the middle of the woods, but a very different setting. The place is surrounded with candles; fireflies dancing about as if they were fairies. At the center, a vintage picnic set, and the bottle of bourbon they had made their pact to. On the side, a portable stove with what look to be eggs, milk, butter and pancake mix. A white sheet hangs from the trees, serving as a screen projector that is playing the opening credits of The Bodyguard.
BONNIE: (In utter amazement) Oh, my god, Damon... Did you do all this?
DAMON: (Proud) Sure did.
BONNIE: But, how? When?
DAMON: I have some tricks up my sleeve too, Bon-Bon (wiggles his eyebrows).
BONNIE: (Smiling) You’re absolutely insane.
DAMON: Just as much as you.
BONNIE: Just as much… (kisses him).
DAMON: Two vamp-cakes, coming right up! (He starts preparing the pancakes; as he cooks, she sits on the picnic mat).
BONNIE: (Looking at the sky) It’s truly enigmatic that no matter if it’s future, present or past, the sky remains intact… (She sees a shooting star, smiles and whispers) “The closest one from me I bar. Away and up with him, and far! How else could he become my star?”
DAMON: The Closest One…
BONNIE: (Smiles) You read it.
DAMON: Hellz yeah! I’m quite obsessed. Never figured him for a poet.
BONNIE: Life is full of surprises, isn’t it?
DAMON: I like to think of them as gifts. A wink from the universe to let us know we are not alone.
BONNIE: Remember that night in the prison world, we got plastered and started theorizing about the meaning of life.
DAMON: Ooh, vodka night, how can I forget! First time we almost kissed!
BONNIE: We accidentally bumped into each other, and our lips almost touched. Very different.
DAMON: (Smirks) Accidentally on purpose…
BONNIE: (Smirks back) On purpose, accidentally. So, we came up with this insane theory about the pyramids being clear evidence that aliens exist.
DAMON: How else can you explain it, Bon? Gotta be aliens!
BONNIE: What if, and this may sound crazier than aliens, it’s time travelers? I mean, we’re proof it can be done.
DAMON: That would be wild! Imagine if we had brought back Alexa!
BONNIE: (Laughs) Not sure that counts as a contribution to humanity, but sure as hell would’ve been funny.
DAMON: ‘Kay, Bon-Bon, these vamp-cakes are just about ready…
BONNIE: (As she hears Damon putting the whipped cream on the pancakes, teases) Every day I tell you I hate that…
DAMON: (Smirks) And every day I do it anyway...
(Walks towards her and places her plate on the picnic mat). Bon appetit! (She looks down at her plate, expecting those fangs she once pretended to hate. They’re there, alright, but there’s something different about the vamp-cakes this time. Along with the fangs, a whipped cream speech bubble that reads: Marry me…
BONNIE: (Taken completely by surprise) Damon… I… I don’t know what to say...
DAMON: You don’t have to say anything now, just dance with me...
(Takes her hand, they begin to dance. A few seconds later, I Swear, by Boyz II Men starts to sound…)
BONNIE: (Sweet smirk) Oh, no you didn’t…
DAMON: Are you kidding me, Bon?! I wasn’t gonna let the opportunity pass.
(The band members slowly approach, singing. Hard to tell if they are compelled, or if Damon just has an amazing power of persuasion).
BONNIE: You really are insane! How did you get them to come? Never mind that, how on earth did they get here so fast?
DAMON: (Winks) Stick with me, Bonnie Bennett… (They continue to dance.. When the song is over, just as the band mysteriously appeared, they disappear. Damon and Bonnie return to the picnic mat, he gets down on one knee, takes the ring out...
Bon-Bon, if there’s anything I’ve learned over the centuries, is that love is just a word, until someone comes along and gives it a meaning. That someone, is you. We may have an eternity, years, days or seconds. All I know for certain, is that no matter the time, place, species, dead, alive, real worlds, prison worlds, alternate dimensions, physical, ethereal… I want to be with you. You are the only truth that matters… So, what do you say, Bon-Bon; for better or worse?
BONNIE: I really wasn’t expecting this…
DAMON: Life is full of surprises, isn’t it?
BONNIE: I like to think of them as gifts. A wink from the universe... So I say, for better; and a million times YES! (They hug, holding one another so tight, Bamon hug style.
Then, Damon gently slides the ring on her finger) It’s so beautiful…
DAMON: It’s us.
They continue to enjoy their picnic; watching parts of the Bodyguard, stargazing, dancing, laughing, eating some more vamp-cakes, cheering and joking around. When it’s time to head back home, as Bonnie prepares for the spell, Damon stares at the sky and lip signs: thank you.
As if hidden in the wind, he hears a voice…
GRAMS: Better take good care of her, or I’ll make it my afterlife’s mission to haunt you.
DAMON: (Smiles) I will, Grams, I promise.
GRAMS: I’ll see you at the wedding. Oh! And don’t you dare sit me next to Niklaus!
DAMON: (Laughs) Pinky swear! (Bonnie walks up to him).
BONNIE: Who are you talking to?
DAMON: No one, it’s just the wind.
BONNIE: Ready to go home?
DAMON: (Takes her hand and smiles) I am home… (Bonnie opens the portal, waits until she sees the right image, then makes the jump).
Cut to – Mystic Falls, present day, the Bamon bedroom. Damon and Bonnie have successfully teleported back.
BONNIE: (Sigh of relief) Phew! Looks like I got it right this time!
DAMON: (Jumps on the bed) Home sweet home, Bon-Bon! (Caroline and Stefan walk in) Knock, knock. Who’s there? Someone who knocks! How many times do I have to say, boundaries!
STEFAN: Who the hell are you?
CAROLINE: And what the hell are you doing in our bedroom?! (Damon and Bonnie look at each other in sheer panic, they must’ve screwed with the timeline and now find themselves in an alternate reality).
BONNIE: No, no, no, no, no! I did everything by the book! I waited for the right moment. This can’t be happening!
STEFAN: (Vamp veins) I’m not going to ask again, who the hell are you!?
DAMON: Whoa, whoa, Stefan. It’s me, Damon. Your favorite and most charming brother! Well, your only one, if we don’t count the bastard.
BONNIE: Care? Hello, Bonnie here. One of your best friends since preschool…
CAROLINE: I’ve never seen you in my life. (Vamp veins) But you seem like you will make for a delightful dinner.
BONNIE: Shit, Damon, we need to get out of here.
DAMON: But this is our home! If anyone should leave, it’s them!
BONNIE: Do you really think it’s the best moment to get apprehensive?
CAROLINE: (Shows her fangs) I have the answer to that, it’s no (just as she’s about to vamp their way, she halts; stares at Bonnie, then turns to Damon)
Oh my god!!!!! You did it!!!!!
DAMON: Did what?? What the hell is going on?? I’m so confused right now… (Stefan and Caroline crack up).
STEFAN: Didn’t think they would fall for it!
CAROLINE: (Laughing hysterically) Oh, they totally did! Did you see their faces?! I think they almost shit their pants!
(Radically changes to serious mode, throws a pillow at Damon).
DAMON: Hey!
CAROLINE: I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you were going to do it!! You promised! (Then turns to Bonnie and to her giddy mode) Aww, and you said yes!!!!!!!
(Runs to hug her, jumping in excitement) I’m so happy for you!!!!!! This is the best news ever!! (Changes once again, to a sweet yet threatening mode) Bonnie Sheila Bennett, I better be your maid of honor!
BONNIE: (Laughs) Well, I plan to make it to my wedding alive, so of course you are.
CAROLINE: Wise choice, Bon! I mean, Elena is great and all, but she has some questionable tastes. You really don’t want her picking your flower arrangements.
STEFAN: (Hugs Damon) It was about time, brother!
DAMON: Had some demons to fight first; make sure I did it right.
STEFAN: I’m really happy for you, Damon. Best decision you’ve ever made.
DAMON: By far
CAROLINE: So, you guys thinking summer or autumn?
BONNIE: (Confused) Summer or autumn?
CAROLINE: Wedding, silly!
BONNIE: Oh! Yeah… no idea. I think we need to let this sink in first. Not to mention the other stuff going on.
CAROLINE: Bonnie! I know we have to find a way to save the world and all, but this is your wedding we’re talking about! (Hugs her, jumping up and down) You’re getting married!!!
BONNIE: (Sinks in a bit more) Holy shit! I’m getting married!!!
STEFAN: I think a toast is fitting for the occasion. Bourbon or bubbly?
CAROLINE, DAMON & BONNIE: (at the same time) Bourbon!
STEFAN: On it! (Vamps out).
BONNIE: Have to hand it to you, Care. You got us good!
CAROLINE: Ohhhh, we got you so good! But seriously, where the heck did you guys go? We were worried.
BONNIE: Would you believe us if we told you we were time traveling?
CAROLINE: (Teasing) Bon, if you’re going to start making things up, at least let it be about the way he proposed. Wouldn’t be surprised if he just blurted out without any preparation. I mean, I know you love him, but it’s Damon.
DAMON: (Throws the pillow she threw at him back at her) Hey! (Mocking) I can tell you; it was a hell of a lot more romantic than finding a box in a drawer.
CAROLINE: Hey! I’ll have you know it was extremely romantic!
DAMON: (Teasing) Meh, doubt that.
CAROLINE: Oh, shut up!
BONNIE: Guys, play nice. So, Care, have you heard anything about Elena?
CAROLINE: Matt came by a little while ago, told me she called him.
DAMON: Should people really be stopping by like that? They’re still looking for us!
CAROLINE: He didn’t bring his phone, so drop the paranoia. Anyway, I have a surprise for you… She’s moving back home!!
BONNIE: Are you serious!?? That’s great news!!!! But, what about med school?
CAROLINE: Matt said the place was sketchy. Elena told him she was done with the whole wanting to be a Doctor thing. Guess she’ll spill the tea once she’s back.
BONNIE: When does she get here? Let’s plan her a clandestine welcome home!
CAROLINE: Not for a few weeks, she’s going backpacking with Sam and a friend.
DAMON: I’m surprised she would want to come back to crazy town.
CAROLINE: Oh, not Mystic Falls; I meant back home, as in the U.S. She wants to move to New York; be close to Jeremy. Aww, Jeremy! Wait till he hears about your engagement! Well, some good news, some bad.
BONNIE: Why? He’ll be happy for us!
DAMON: It’s Jer, Bon; not likely.
CAROLINE: I’m with Damon on this one, good luck with that! (Stefan comes back with the drinks, puts his glass up for a toast).
STEFAN: To a very long and overdue Bamon engagement!
EVERYONE: Cheers!
Cut to – The Powell’s mansion dungeon. Darius has been chanting and meditating for hours without rest. He finally comes out of the trance-like state.
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Flashforward to – A few months later, Halloween night, the Powell mansion. It’s Edward’s birthday. As he does every year, he is holding a Halloween ball, and once again his choice of costume is a freaky clown. The difference with this years’ celebration are the guests, and a birthday cake, which he hadn’t had since he was seven.
TAMARA: Edward… Don’t …
EDWARD: (Looks into her eyes and smirks) Checkmate…
Winks, then blows out his birthday candles…
A massive energy blast of nuclear proportions expands rapidly, annihilating everything in its path).
Cut to – The Bamon home Batcave. In preparation for the inevitable, Bonnie created a pocket dimension to protect themselves from what was to come. There was no other way. If they wanted to survive, they had to let go of life as they had known it, and make some unexpected alliances. A small price to pay for what was at stake. Or, was it..?
BONNIE: It’s done… I can feel it.
(They remain silent for a while, comforting one another. Eventually, Caroline is the first to speak).
CAROLINE: I can’t believe it actually happened. Everything is gone…
STEFAN: Not everything, Care. We have each other.
DAMON: (Trying to bring some humor to bear with the reality) And a whole lot of bourbon!
BONNIE: Plus, Monopoly. We got Monopoly too!
(They laugh, desperately finding a way to deal with the fear and desolation).
CAROLINE: Do you think the others..?
DAMON: We won’t know that for a while. If they stuck to the plan, they should be fine.
STEFAN: I know you miss them, but it was the best way to keep them safe, and give them a shot of a somewhat “normal” life.
CAROLINE: I know… I just hope they don’t forget me.
BONNIE: (Hugs Caroline) Care, you are their mother, of course they won’t. And, you know we can contact them whenever you want.
CAROLINE: Thank you, Bon. At least I’m happy we are going through this together.
SILAS: (Who has sneaked up on them) Aw, that was beautiful, Caroline. Truly touching words.
BONNIE: I’m already regretting bringing you along…
SILAS: Oh, come on, Bonnie. Give me some credit. I fought on your side, helped with the magic part, saved these guys asses, even brought Qetsiyah back so she could do the spell. That alone should earn me redemption! Do you know what it’s like to put up with that woman?!
DAMON: I’d be careful if I were you; she can probably hear you. Unless you want to get bitch-slapped. But, hey, maybe you’re into that.
SILAS: (Lowers his voice) My point is that I’ve proven my alliance. Granted we lost, but so did they.
ENZO: (Comes vamping in) Sorry, lost track of him for a moment.
SILAS: I don’t need a babysitter, Enzo. If anyone, you do. I still don’t trust you after what you pulled.
ENZO: I had to make them think I was on their side.
DAMON: Well, you’re a hell of an actor.
STEFAN: Guys, we are going to be stuck here together, for who knows how long. Let’s try not to get under each other’s skin.
PIETRO: (Who has also sneaked in) I agree, let’s try to keep things as amicable as possible. Anyway, I thought you’d like to know the vamp kid practically devoured all the blood bags. What are we going to do now?
CAROLINE: His name is Jacob; and I have the blood supply covered. You think you are dealing with amateurs? Please!
PIETRO: (Smirks) Sorry, I think I underestimated you.
CAROLINE: Yes, you obviously did.
QETSIYAH: (Peeks her head in) Hey, if you people are hungry, I made the famous Bennett soup. (Turns to Silas) None for you.
(walks away).
BONNIE: (Mocking) We have soup in a cup, you’re welcome to help yourself.
DAMON: Told you to be careful.
Your loss, that soup is freakin’ amazing! (They walk out).
SILAS: (To himself) I’m over it.
Cut to – Augustus’s underground facility.
VOICE: How long will we be in here?
DARIUS: For a long time, so you better find something to entertain yourself.
VOICE: I thought you had everything under control. I can’t believe I trusted you, yet again.
DARIUS: This wasn’t my doing. I warned you multiple times this was not the way. Science and the occult, will always rule over technology, no matter how sophisticated it may be.
VOICE: You do realize what just happened, correct? We lost against our own weapons! They’ve taken control of everything! How is that ruling over them?!
DARIUS: It’s not. And you are absolutely right about that. I’m only pointing out that if we had gone with my plan, instead of Augustus’s, we wouldn’t be in this situation right now. We let him take this too far, and we should’ve taken care of Edward a long time ago…
VOICE: If it weren’t for Edward this situation would be a lot worse. At least he had the courage to sacrifice himself for us to be able to have a fighting chance.
DARIUS: (Sarcastic) The child born of sacrifice dies for sacrifice, how poetic. Do you honestly believe that? All he did was get rid of some of Augustus’s toys, nothing more. If anything, he just made things a lot worse. How do you think the remaining ones will react? I highly doubt they’ll let this pass like it’s a no biggie. This is only the beginning of the end.
VOICE: God is testing my patience with you. I hope I can withstand such trial.
DARIUS: I am as much irritated with you as you are with me. I suggest we keep our distance and try to be civil. I wouldn’t want you to reach your breaking point, so soon.
VOICE: Or for you to reach yours… (Agent Connelly walks in)
SA CONNELLY: Who are you talking to?
DARIUS: No one.
SA CONNELLY: (She looks around. She could have sworn she heard him talking to somebody, but, as a matter of fact, there is no one on site). Listen, something is up; I need you to come with me.
Cut to – Munich, Germany, some kind of nuclear bunker.
VERITAS: I told you, (mockingly) “Dr. Gilbert”, if you chose the right side, you would be safe. I always keep my promises (winks).
ELENA: And I always keep mine.
VERITAS: I am glad we can get along. We might be in here for a long time, so it’s wise to keep courteous.
ELENA: As long as you don’t play your mind games, I’ll keep my end of the deal.
VERITAS: I promise I will be on my best behavior. And, once it is safe to go out, I will make it my number one priority to help you get back to your friends and brother.
ELENA: You won’t.
VERITAS: Be on my best behavior or help you find your loved ones?
ELENA: Both.
VERITAS: Distrust is very ill for the soul, “Dr. Gilbert”.
ELENA: After what I did, I’m starting to doubt I even have one.
VERITAS: Don’t be so hard on yourself. Wrong and right is but perception.
ELENA: We might be forced to work together but that doesn’t make us friends, so stop with the wisdom talks. And, just so it’s clear, I hate you. Believe me, once we get out of here, I’ll make it my number one priority to get rid of you.
VERITAS: Aw, now I won’t be able to sleep at night! This tough girl act is sweet, but I hear you cry yourself to sleep every night. Heartbreaking…
ELENA: What makes you think that’s not the act?
VERITAS: (Smirks) Call it a sixth sense… Anyhow, I didn’t come here for a chit chat, I need more blood. My guests are growing rather impatient.
ELENA: There’s no way I’m ever letting you put a needle in me again. You’re all kinds of sloppy. (She takes her own blood out and hands him a test tube) There; that should be enough. Now, get out.
VERITAS: I have very little tolerance for discourteous behavior, “Dr. Gilbert”. You are very lucky I found some use to you. However, nobody is indispensable. I advise you to remember that.
ELENA: (Sneering) Aw, now I won’t be able to sleep at night!
VERITAS: (Smiles) You remind me of Aletheia, before I turned her… That being said, perhaps you should take to rest. You look terrible. And please, stop with the crying. It’s a bit much. Sam made his choice, let it go (he walks away).
Cut to – A secluded cabin near Machu-Pichu, Peru. Khuyana is feeding her baby girl, Victoria Camilla Donovan-Illarisisa. Tyler and Lexi walk in.
KHUYANA: Were you able to reach him?
TYLER: No. I’m sorry…
KHUYANA: Maybe it’s too soon. I’m sure he’ll contact us.
LEXI: Are you done feeding her? I can help you put her to bed.
KHUYANA: That would be great, thank you. (Hands her the baby. Lexi goes into the nursery). Tyler, please tell me the truth. Is he okay?
TYLER: (Not being able to contain the tears) K, I’m so sorry… He’s gone…
KHUYANA: (Struggling to keep it together) But he said he would be fine… That he would come back to us…
TYLER: I’m sure he did everything he could…
KHUYANA: He said he had this under control! That he would come back! How can this be happening?!
TYLER: It was the only way… He had no choice.
KHUYANA: Us. We were the choice...
TYLER: You know he would sacrifice anything for you, for his daughter. And that’s exactly what he did.
KHUYANA: (Breaks down, Tyler hugs her) He’s gone! He’s gone! She will never know how wonderful her father was…
TYLER: She will, K. We’ll remind her every day. He might not be physically here, but he’ll always live on. Through her…
Cut to – Janjehli in Himachal Pradesh, India. A small village cottage owned by Radka’s family.
RADKA: Are the girls asleep?
ALARIC: Finally. We’ve been here for a while; you’d figure they would be used to the time difference by now.
RADKA: You know it’s not about that, Ric. They’re scared, and miss their mom. This is a completely different world to them; to all of us. We left everything behind, it will take us time…
ALARIC: They hate me, and I can’t blame them. I took them away from Caroline, from their friends, from their home…
RADKA: You did what you had to do to protect them. In time, they will understand. And, they have Kai too. They love Uncle Kai.
ALARIC: Where is he, anyway?
RADKA: At the Shikari Temple, meditating. He should be back soon. How about I make us dinner, we could use some food.
ALARIC: Do you think… it’s happened already?
RADKA: (Looks at the clock) Probably…
ALARIC: It kills me not being able to be there with them. Make sure that they are alright.
RADKA: We need to have hope, Ric. It’s the only thing that will help us get through this. When Kai comes back, we can ask him to do that spell to reach Bonnie; make sure they are fine. He should have enough energy from the temple to pull it off.
ALARIC: How did we get to this point? Who would have thought in just a few months our entire lives would turn upside down?
RADKA: I know it’s scary, especially with so much uncertainty. But I like to believe that things happen for a reason. That no matter how dark, there is always light at the end.
ALARIC: I love you, Rad.
RADKA: I love you too. We’ll get through this, I promise (kisses him, Kai walks in).
KAI: Namaste! Oh, sorry. Am I interrupting?
ALARIC: No, no. How did it go?
KAI: I have to say, I’m getting better at this every day. I swear I can almost reach Nirvana.
ALARIC: (Teasing) If you’re referring to the band, I agree. You play enough of their CDs to reach fanatic status, for sure.
KAI: Ha, ha; funny! Anyway, I reached Bon-Bon; they’re fine. Safely made it into the pocket dimension. They don’t know how bad it is outside, but they’ll have to wait some time before even attempting to check it out.
ALARIC: Guess none of us will know. We knew staying off the grid meant sacrificing our connection to the outside world.
KAI: Ric, you forget who your favorite ex-sociopath killer, ex-brother-in-law, is! I’m a freakin’ tech genius. I got this. Not only that, now that the mother brain is out; I can take the rest of them out.
ALARIC: Kai, we aren’t dealing with humans, these things are much smarter and faster.
KAI: Maybe, but that doesn’t mean they don’t have vulnerabilities.
ALARIC: Regardless, we can’t use any tech and risk getting tracked.
KAI: I would never put the girls at risk, but trust me, Ric. I can do this.
RADKA: Do what exactly?
KAI: Breach the network, shut down the entire infrastructure. It will set us back years, I’m talking pre internet times, which I personally don’t mind. But it’s the only way to regain control. And, if you look on the bright side, it could actually be a great opportunity for a fresh start.
ALARIC: Kai, you’re talking crazy talk. You watch way too many sci-fi movies.
KAI: They said AI taking over was sci-fi; and look at us now… There’s no “kill-switch”, Ric. If we really want to solve the problem, we’re gonna have to go back to basics. Think about it, take down their power source, take them out for good.
ALARIC: And the rest of humanity along with them! Everything would collapse!
KAI: People can adapt, that’s what makes us different; stronger.
ALARIC: Economic collapse of epic proportions, massive unemployment, health crisis, communications breakdown; it would be absolute chaos! Are you kidding me?!
KAI: It’s better than the alternative. Living in fear, hostages to our own mistakes, which will, inevitably, lead to our annihilation. I say it’s worth the risk.
RADKA: I agree with Kai. Humanity is resilient. We figured it out back then, we can do it again. Hopefully, this time around we won’t make the same mistakes...
ALARIC: Are you two seriously considering this? It’s insane! We are talking about bringing back the dark ages! Don’t you think things are dark enough as they are?!
RADKA: And they will only get darker if we don’t do something. These things have killed millions already, they released the virus, gained access to nuclear weapons, intentionally malfunctioned, killing many more… The mother brain might be gone; but as long as they have a power source they can always find a way to replicate themselves.
KAI: She’s right, Ric. If we want to stop them for good; this is the only way.
ALARIC: (Hesitant) Well, I did hate the girls attachment to their iPads, having no access here has been good for them. But, we can’t make this decision on our own. Contact Bonnie tomorrow, have her layout the plan with the rest, and we’ll take it from there.
KAI: We’ll have to wait a few days; contact takes a lot of energy from both of us.
ALARIC: God, I miss the days when our biggest problems were rogue vampires, witches and werewolves.
RADKA: Well, if this works, that will be our biggest problem once again. Now, I’m starving, let’s have some dinner.
Cut to – The Mikaelson mansion, 1920. Like Bonnie, Freya and Danae were also challenged to come up with a creative way to keep safe. They had intended to create a spell-protected haven in the Mikaelson mansion. Something must have gone wrong. They were in fact in the Mikaelson mansion and protected, but in a very different timeline.
KOL: (Sipping bourbon) Needless to say, sister, but you could use more practice. Don’t get me wrong, I adore the 20’s, but I’m beginning to worry you might not know how to get us back…
FREYA: Shut up, Kol. We did what we could. We are safe, that’s the only thing that matters. We’ll figure out the rest when the time comes…
KATHERINE: Are you kidding me?! You better know how the hell to get us back! I’ll go insane being stuck here with all of you!
ELIJAH: Katerina, dear, you should be grateful we were kind enough to bring you along.
KLAUS: “We”, sounds like a crowd, brother. You were the only one that consented to a matter you did not even consult with us. My conscious would have been at peace had we left her behind.
KATHERINE: What conscious? You do remember you murdered my entire family?
KLAUS: Not all of them, and I apologized. That was a very long time ago, Katerina. It is unhealthy for the soul to keep such grudges.
KATHERINE: You’re the one to talk!
HOPE: You did what, dad?! Remind you, she’s my favorite teacher.
KATHERINE: Aw, thank you, dear.
ABBY: Okay, well, I say we make the best of it. It’s not everyday one survives “the Apocalypse”.
REBEKAH: For once, I actually agree with you. We should be thankful. And, we will find our way back… (turns to Danae and Freya) right?
DANAE: It might take some time, but we will.
ABBY: As long as I know Bonnie is safe, I don’t care how long it takes.
DANAE: She sends her regards. But I can’t contact her very often, it takes a lot of energy from both of us. Right now, we need as much energy as possible.
MARCEL: I’m still feeling a bit loopy… How did we end up here exactly? Like, did we time travel? How is that even possible?
DANAE: It’s not. And it’s not precisely time travel. When we did the protection spell I used psychic energy, and my mind went to one of the best moments in my life. In a way, you can say we are bound to that imprint of my memory. If that makes any sense…
KOL: It doesn’t. But I’m fine as long as your memory doesn’t run out of bourbon.
KATHERINE: Well, if we are going to be inside, whatever this is, may I suggest we embrace the roaring 20’s and play some poker like the good old days!
ELIJAH: Ah, now that is the Katerina I know and love! I do hope you have enough life savings.
KATHERINE: Please, did you bring ointment?
ELIJAH: Excuse me?
KATHERINE: For the ass whupping.
KLAUS: Oh, lord. I will definitely need more than bourbon to survive this…
Cut to - The Bamon home, some hours later. Pietro, Stefan, and Damon are in the distillery having a drink.
PIETRO: The Salvatore brothers under the same roof; without trying to kill one another… Huh, who would have thought? Life really has some unexpected twists…
DAMON: Tell me about it! If somebody had told me six months ago that I’d be inviting my psycho cult, vampire half-brother, into my home; I would’ve laughed in their face.
STEFAN: Or smacked some sense into them…
(they laugh).
PIETRO: I spent so many years resenting you, hating you; when it was him who was at fault. I will forever regret being so blind and idiotic. I know I’m lifetimes away from earning your forgiveness, but I hope you truly believe how sorry I am.
STEFAN: Well, you saved our lives when you could’ve easily let us die. I’d say that’s a good start.
DAMON: Listen, we’ve all done some horrible shit. I mean, I killed a pregnant woman!
STEFAN: I killed an entire village.
PIETRO: I killed Marylin Monroe…
DAMON: What?! No way! You’re screwing with us! Everyone knows the Kennedy’s did it.
PIETRO: And who do you think did it for them? They were part of the Liberatus too…
STEFAN: Come on, she died from an overdose.
PIETRO: That’s what the Police report says. Don’t tell me you trust the Police? Especially when it comes to Hollywood drama. Also, she’s not dead. I couldn’t bear to do it; she was so mesmerizing. So, I turned her, and she’s been in hiding ever since.
DAMON: Bullshit!
PIETRO: I swear, it’s true.
DAMON: Okay, prove it.
PIETRO: If I could use my phone, I would. Once we get out of this mess, I’ll show you.
STEFAN: If we ever do…
DAMON: We will, Stefan.
STEFAN: Damon, I love the positivity, but we have no idea how many more of these things are out there, and how they will retaliate.
PIETRO: Edward got rid of the most important one. I say it’s only a matter of time before the others self-destruct.
STEFAN: I hope you are right. I’m not sure how long I can last without trying to kill Silas.
PIETRO: He’s actually very funny once you get to know him. Sure, he’s a dick, but you can’t deny he has a great sense of humor.
STEFAN: I spent months drowning over and over again because of him, so excuse me if I don’t see the humor in that. But he did play a big part in our survival… (Reluctant but accepting) And, he can be quite funny, I’ll give him that.
DAMON: If anyone is killing Silas, my money is on Enzo.
PIETRO: He can’t. But I’m sure if he could, you’d win that bet. In other matters, are you okay having him around? Weren’t him and Bonnie a thing?
DAMON: That was a long time ago; I’m fine with it. He’s also a dick, and can really get on my nerves, but I still love the bastard. We go way back. And I could ask you the same. He and Sage seem to have become very close…
PIETRO: I couldn’t care less about Sage. She had her chance and made her choice. Her loss. Plus, my heart has always belonged to someone else.
DAMON: (Wiggles his eyebrows) Ooh, who? Spill the tea, little brother.
PIETRO: I’ve always been intrigued by that. Am I really the little brother? I turned later in life, so technically I’m older than you in human years.
STEFAN: Huh, never thought of it that way. Interesting…
DAMON: Okay, Sigmund vs. Freud, let’s not go down that spiral; keep it banal. Who has that cold heart feeling so warm?
PIETRO: Aletheia, or as you know her, The Madame. Given Veritas’s history and obsession with her she was not an option. Although we did have a thing back in the 80’s, but we almost got caught, so we broke it off.
DAMON: I don’t get why everyone is so afraid of this Veritas guy. Even Darius…
PIETRO: You know that old saying, some people just like to watch the world burn?
STEFAN: It’s “some men”, and it’s from a Batman movie...
(they laugh).
PIETRO: I’ve seen my share of evil. Hell, I’ve been that share of evil. But never, in all my time on this earth, had I seen pure evil until I met him. This coming from a man who was friends with both Augustus and Darius. Veritas, is on a whole other level…
DAMON: Can’t be worse than Cade, he was the freakin’ Devil!
PIETRO: (Smirks) No, he wasn’t. He was a tragic hero with incredible psychic abilities. A man betrayed by those he loved and protected. After what they did to him, it was only natural he would channel his energy into rage and a thirst for revenge. Although all dangerous, the ones you really need to worry about are those that have no motive. The ones that inflict pain, for the sole reason of enjoying it. Veritas not only enjoys it; it is the only thing that gives him purpose.
STEFAN: Why was The Madame with him for all those years?
PIETRO: He has a very unique way of making you do whatever he wants you to do. Trust me, I would know. When it comes to psychic abilities, he rivals Cade, Darius, Aletheia, even Bonnie. He is the original.
DAMON: What do you mean by that?
PIETRO: He is the first psychic-vampire in existence, and the original vampire. That fairytale the Mikaelson witch told her children is a lie. She didn’t create the original vampires; Veritas did, starting with himself.
STEFAN: But he’s not a witch, how could he create that spell?
PIETRO: I reckon he knew some very powerful witches. Rumor has it, three witches were involved. A Mikaelson, a Bennett, and a Bennion. And they used his psychic energy to do it.
DAMON: That sounds very farfetched, brother. Also, if that were true, how come the Mikaelson’s can compel other vampires?
PIETRO: Because their ancestor was involved with the original spell. I can assure the same would occur with a Bennett or a Bennion vampire.
DAMON: Oh… So that would mean that technically, my mother-in-law could compel me?
STEFAN: You’re lucky Abby doesn’t know she has the power to do that. Otherwise, I’m pretty sure she would have compelled you to stay away from Bonnie.
PIETRO: Since she’s bound to both bloodlines, she could actually compel Bonnie too.
DAMON: Are you kidding me?!
Then we better make sure she never finds out! I know Abby all too well; she sure as hell will compel Bonnie to forget the wedding and make her think she still hates me!
STEFAN: (Mocking) Oh, no doubt!
DAMON: This isn’t funny, Stefan!
STEFAN: (Keeps teasing) Just saying, karma is a bitch…
(Turns to Pietro) Okay, let’s say this were true. How come Finn’s bloodline died when he did?
PIETRO: Because they were linked by the original spell.
DAMON: But, what about the times Stefan and I have died, our bloodlines didn’t die along with us.
PIETRO: As I said, it only applies to the bloodlines of the witches involved in the spell. You might be married to a Bennett witch, but that doesn’t make you one.
STEFAN: I was already very confused with the original vampire storyline, now this?
PIETRO: It’s not that confusing. A triad of the most powerful witches on earth created a new species using the psychic energy of one of the most powerful psychics ever to exist. If you ask me, it makes more sense than the “original” story.
STEFAN: Well, whatever canon, let’s hope the so called “original” didn’t survive. We have enough to deal with.
PIETRO: He did survive, we are here because of that. We might not be linked to the witches, but we are most definitely linked to the original vampire bloodline. If Veritas dies, we all die.
DAMON: (Sarcastic) Peachy! Not only are we finding out that what we thought was our origin is complete crap, now you’re telling us our survival depends on this psycho?!
PIETRO: He is not only a psychopath; he is also rather sadistic. And, has a very peculiar diet. He feeds on humans, and vampires…
DAMON: So our supernatural papa is the vampire version of Hannibal Lector! This just keeps getting better!
STEFAN: And here I thought dealing with technology gone crazy was the wildest thing I’d ever see.
PIETRO: I wanted you to know the truth. And the real reason I never took care of Veritas myself.
DAMON: Guess that’s why The Madame didn’t either…
STEFAN: Speaking of, her and Anthony haven’t left their room at all… I wish there were something we could do to help.
PIETRO: Edward meant everything to them. He was the child they could never have. Time, Stefan. That’s the only thing that can help them heal.
DAMON: I still can’t believe he was willing to sacrifice everything for us.
PIETRO: He truly was extraordinary… The miracle child, beyond a doubt.
STEFAN: So, tell us more about this cult thing. Why did you ever get involved?
PIETRO: The Salvatore’s were one of the founding families. At the time, I thought it was my legacy. More so, I believed our father thought of me as the only one worthy of such legacy. That he loved me more than you because he chose me to be part of it… How foolish was I?
DAMON: Well, I think it’s safe to say we all have daddy issues…
STEFAN: And mommy ones too…
PIETRO: Oh, we are totally messed up! (They laugh).
Well, whatever happens, I’m glad to be here with both of you…
STEFAN: Let’s drink to that! (They put their glasses up).
DAMON: To very fucked up family bonds!
ALL: Cheers!
Cut to – Akumal, Mexico. A small cottage by the sea. La Bruja, her daughter, La Brujita, and Iker have just finished a temazcal ritual.
LA BRUJA: So, Iker, what did you think?
IKER: Holy shit! That was the most mind-blowing experience I’ve ever had! (They laugh).
LA BRUJITA: Told you so…
LA BRUJA: Okay, I’ll leave you two alone. Are you guys in the mood for some pescadito envuelto en acuyo?
IKER: Always!
LA BRUJA: (Teasing) Good, ‘cause if you weren’t I wouldn’t care (she smirks and walks away).
LA BRUJITA: So, during the ritual we contacted Bonnie. They are fine, but they don’t know how long they’ll have to stay inside the pocket dimension. Apparently, some of those things are still around… She’ll let us know once they have an action plan.
IKER: We’ll be ready for another fight, and we’ll win this time.
LA BRUJITA: We will… (kisses him).
Cut back to – Present day. The Bamon home, Bonnie and Damon’s bedroom. Bonnie wakes up startled.
DAMON: (Wakes up with her sudden movement)
Bon… what’s up? Are you okay?
BONNIE: (Looking wary) I had the craziest dream. Except, it felt so real… More like a premonition... I need to summon La Bruja. I have a feeling she will be the only one that can help us survive this…
DAMON: Survive what, Bon? You’re freaking me out.
BONNIE: The end...
Sorry it took so long to update! It has been some crazy ass couple of months.
10x04 – A Little Bird Told Me... Coming up next. Hope you stop by, read and enjoy! =)
Irrefutable evidence that Damon was in love with Bonnie, but was oblivious to the fact (part 4)
Exhibit D
Season 7, episodes 14 & 15
Since I’ll be submitting a variety of scenes from 2 episodes, I will only leave the video evidence in this one:
Okay, this one is going to serve two purposes; one, to once again prove that Damon was in love with Bonnie; second, to use a controversial argument to do it. The argument in question: Damon’s decision to desiccate without telling Bonnie, or saying goodbye.
To put things into context, it is crucial to consider the previous events that took place before he made this decision. Bonnie almost died trying to protect Damon from Tyler in the armory. Why is this so important? Because Damon was absolutely terrified when this happened. Now, does this justify him desiccating and leaving Bonnie behind, not at all, but it is extremely relevant to understand his motive. What is the only thing Damon couldn’t possibly deal with? It sure as hell wasn’t not being able to be with Elena, he had been dealing with that the best he could. It was NOT being able to protect Bonnie. His decision to desiccate had NOTHING to do with Elena, and EVERYTHING to do with Bonnie. He couldn’t bear with the mere possibility of Bonnie getting hurt, much less if it had something to do with him. The Tyler situation was too close, it was at that moment when it hit him, as long as he was close to her, she would always be in danger.
Did he take the cowards way out? Maybe, but it is very understandable, and totally within his character. Damon always tries to avoid rather than confront; specially when it’s something that scares him. Another reason why he probably never faced the fact that he was in love with Bonnie. Point in place clearly being that Damon desiccated because he loved Bonnie, so much so, that he was willing to “loose” her, as long as that meant she would be safe. Damn, if that doesn’t scream out love, I don’t know what does.
Ironically, and despite the popular opinion, it was the most self-less act he ever did in the name of love; putting himself out of the equation (as he said it himself) was the only way for him to be sure that no harm would ever come to Bonnie at his expense. That is the core difference between his feelings for Bonnie vs. his feelings for Elena. With Bonnie; and I will specify that this is at this point in time, after they became close friends, because he obviously didn’t feel like this before; Damon cares about HER, he is willing to give anything up for her happiness and safety. With Elena, it’s more about HIM, what Elena represents to him, which in all honesty, is nothing more than catering to his obsession, and finally getting “the girl” (there is endless evidence to prove this).
But, why did Damon decide not to tell Bonnie, and to say goodbye in a letter? Because if he would have, he wouldn’t have gone through with it, and I will come back to this point, when we review the next exhibit, which is the letter. Think about it, he told Stefan, but he COULDN’T tell Bonnie. And, most importantly, he LEAVES his brother (although temporary as he states, since they are vampires), but he walks away from him (knowing he has that scar), to make sure Bonnie will be safe; which is something Damon has NEVER done before.
Then, when Bonnie shows up at the storage, notice how at first he tries to play it off as a no biggie, trying to build on their jokes/and insults dynamic; but when she cries and tells him that it hurts her, he completely changes his expression; trying to reach out to her (put extra attention on his eye expressions, and hard swallowing). But, why doesn’t he say anything? Because if he did, and Bonnie knew the real reason he was doing this, she would most definitely stop him from doing it. As long as she thinks he’s doing this for himself, he knows she will, although hurt and pissed, let him go.
To reinforce the point of just how much Damon loves Bonnie, I’m going to submit a second piece of evidence from a firsthand source, Ian himself, clearly stating this:
So, in closing, I think that we can all agree that Damon’s decision to desiccate was clear and irrefutable evidence that Damon LOVED Bonnie; and, as Ian pointed out, he loved her more than ANYONE he knows (Elena included).
