It was ruined. It was completely and totally ruined. Katherine had realized that she blew all chances on a reunion with the Salvatore brother she really loved. What was she thinking, pretending to be Elena? Bonnie was annoying, but not stupid. Katherine was lucky to be still alive. And so was Bonnie. She had Damon to thank for that. Katherine hoped, with every fibre in her body, that he would take her down.
She had tried to pass Damon’s message to Elena, but it seemed to be a Остаться в живых case.
“Elena, Damon needs to tell Ты something” she сказал(-а) looking Elena sharp in the eye. “He wanted to tell Ты himself, but he can’t. Bonnie won’t let him”
Elena’s eyes bulged. “What is it?” she asked all curious.
“He wants to tell Ты that he loves you” Katherine said. “And he’s going to bring Ты back”
“Back from where?” Elena smiled uncomprehending. “I’m right here”
How much self-restraint Katherine needed not to slap Elena, but she knew Stefan would never forgive her if Elena got hurt. And she needed Stefan to be not angry with her.
She drank a glass of whisky and broke the glass with her grip. She felt a stinging pain in her hand and watch the cut heal.
“You need to be еще careful” a familiar voice said.
Katherine froze. She recognized the voice, but didn’t dare to turn around in case she was imagining things. She wanted him to be back so badly it wouldn’t surprise her if she was hallucinating.
“Are Ты just going to stand there?” the voice asked. “Don’t get me wrong, I like your back, it’s a nice back. But I think I prefer your face”
She gathered her courage and slowly turned around. Her сердце beat fast and painful. She wasn’t dreaming, he was really there.
“Hi, Katherine” Stefan said. “I’m back”
She had tried to pass Damon’s message to Elena, but it seemed to be a Остаться в живых case.
“Elena, Damon needs to tell Ты something” she сказал(-а) looking Elena sharp in the eye. “He wanted to tell Ты himself, but he can’t. Bonnie won’t let him”
Elena’s eyes bulged. “What is it?” she asked all curious.
“He wants to tell Ты that he loves you” Katherine said. “And he’s going to bring Ты back”
“Back from where?” Elena smiled uncomprehending. “I’m right here”
How much self-restraint Katherine needed not to slap Elena, but she knew Stefan would never forgive her if Elena got hurt. And she needed Stefan to be not angry with her.
She drank a glass of whisky and broke the glass with her grip. She felt a stinging pain in her hand and watch the cut heal.
“You need to be еще careful” a familiar voice said.
Katherine froze. She recognized the voice, but didn’t dare to turn around in case she was imagining things. She wanted him to be back so badly it wouldn’t surprise her if she was hallucinating.
“Are Ты just going to stand there?” the voice asked. “Don’t get me wrong, I like your back, it’s a nice back. But I think I prefer your face”
She gathered her courage and slowly turned around. Her сердце beat fast and painful. She wasn’t dreaming, he was really there.
“Hi, Katherine” Stefan said. “I’m back”
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are Ты doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and Ты look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena прокомментировал(-а) sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are Ты doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and Ты look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena прокомментировал(-а) sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
The Далее morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of постель, кровати and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, Показ her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. Ты have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of постель, кровати and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, Показ her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. Ты have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”