Friends or More?

Kol returned, he almost broke the door off its hedges as he stormed into the Salvatore Boarding House. He spent almost an hour looking for any remnant of the witch at the hospital, but when he found no trace of her, he figured Katherine lied. The thought fueled his rage of killing her more slower. Unfortunately Jeremy wasn't anywhere in the house, he could smell a strong scent of Vervain close by, he headed for the kitchen and found Katherine Pierce lying unconscious on the floor with a puddle of bourbon a foot from her pretty brown head.

He cocked his head to the side and wondered if the Vervain was in the bourbon on the floor. He decided to test that theory by bending down and grasping Katherine's long hair. She seemed to be dead, but would soon come to. He grinned as he dropped her into the puddle. There was no reaction at first but a second after, a scream elicited from her throat, she writhed on the floor, trying to get away. Not before he slammed his foot down on her shoulder, keeping her in place while her skin burned.

He sniffled as he picked her up and slammed her against the counter. He ignored the pained groan slipping through her lips as he leaned forward, he grabbed her chin, his lips two inches from hers as he looked into her eyes.

"Where. Is. He?"

She panted for breath, her hands held the counter to keep herself upright. "Witch.. has him."

"Anyone else?" He growled, grasping the back of her hair and slammed her down into the puddle again.

"V-Vampire.. A vampire is with her," she said, pushing herself up and moving to the other side of the kitchen, her body shaking as she gritted her teeth. When she looked up, Kol was no longer there.

Eva shoved Jeremy against the basement wall. It was cold and damp with one window above his head. Ariana stood beside the staircase with her arms crossed, a smile spread across her face.

"I asked you to find out what dark object he had, but you failed," Ariana said, she tilt her head to the side at Eva, ordering the vampire to back away.

Jeremy glared at her, "You let the vampires out anyway."

Ariana raised her brow. "I'm not stupid, Jeremy, I do know the extent of what vampires inflict. I always have to be careful around them. Same goes for a Hunter wrapped around an Original. What do you see in Kol?"

Jeremy didn't answer. His eyes flitted to the ground, fingers curling into his palms. He remembered the feel of Kol's mouth on his own and bit down on his lip. The coppery taste of blood had washed away but he could feel it on his tongue. His mouth went parch at both thoughts.

Ariana glanced at Eva. "Check the back and front doors. I don't want the Bennett witch finding us just yet."

Eva snarled but said nothing before disappearing in a blur. Once they were alone, Ariana clasped her hands behind her back and walked toward him.

"Kol stole my ancestors magic and stored it inside the dark object. I've been searching for it until I met a witch who told me that an Original collected such objects, I went to New Orleans but the place was infested with vampires, witches and werewolves, it was a devastation." She scowled at the wall beside Jeremy's head before looking back at him. "I asked around, learned the Claire witch family had a long history with Kol. But I felt it, he was carrying it when you both left New Orleans. It's still here in Mystic Falls, it just keeps moving around."

Jeremy's brows furrowed at what she said. "You can sense it?"

She shrugged and leaned against him, her hands moving along his broad shoulders. "It's an amulet. He doesn't wear it, he keeps it hidden. Since I arrived here, I haven't gotten a grasp on the whereabouts, I've been thinking that the Bennett witch cloaked it, I want you to get her to stop her spell."

Jeremy pushed her off of him. "Why would I do that? You don't have a leverage on me, your vampires are dead."

Ariana rolled her eyes and took a step back. "I have Eva and I have you. The moment I got a hold of you, Jeremy, we've been linked."

Jeremy looked at her as if he hadn't heard her. Linked. Elena and Katherine were linked before, anything that hurts Katherine would hurt Elena. It would be the same with them.

"You get me the amulet and I'll break the spell."

He shook his head, "I'll get Bonnie to break it, then you won't have me as your hostage."

Ariana sighed, "I didn't say you were going alone. I'm coming with you, Eva too. I want the amulet back, without Kol trying to kill me and since he.. adores you, it'll keep me far away from his fangs." She pulled a pocket knife from the inside of her jacket and placed the tip at the center of her palm and dug it into her flesh.

Jeremy inhaled a sliver of air as he felt the shock of pain run through his arm. He looked down to see the mark and the small pinpricks of blood poking out from his skin.

"I'm not afraid to die for what I want, Jeremy. I want that amulet back and if I can't get it, I'm taking you down with me."

He saw the determination in her eyes, the ache of what she wanted. It was different from others he knows, usually they had a cold hatred, a killing glare, but hers was more passionate and that made her more dangerous.

"Katherine?" Damon sauntered through the front door of the boarding house, he noted the the broken door on the floor and the doppelganger sitting on the couch with a glass of his bourbon in her hand.

She scowled, combing through her wet hair with her fingers. Since Kol left, she decided on a hot shower, the laced-bourbon that soaked her hair burned her skin all the way up the stairs. She didn't hesitate on taking her clothes off and enjoying herself in Damon's bathroom.

"What are you doing here?" Damon asked, plopping down on the couch across from her.

Katherine scowled, "Kol asked me the same thing. I'm visiting, Damon."

Damon raised his brow, he could smell the distinct scent of Vervain. "I'm guessing you pissed him off."

"The witch took him, when Kol found out, he dropped me in the a puddle of bourbon and Verv-" She gasped when he grabbed the glass from her hand and threw it at the wall before pushing her hard against the couch.

"Where is he?" Damon growled.

"I don't know. The witch snapped my neck before I could ask." She shoved him off of her and appeared at the staircase, she looked over her shoulder. "The witch and the vampire will be dead. We all know taking something from an Original is practically suicide."

Damon frowned as she headed upstairs, he dug out his cellphone and called his brother. Elena wasn't going to like what they have to tell her.

"We have a problem. Ariana took Jeremy, get Bonnie to use a locater spell."

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