11. Catch Me If You Can

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ย  ย  ๐™Ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™’๐™๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š'๐™จ ๐˜พ๐™ค๐™ก๐™ก๐™š๐™œ๐™š, ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ก๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™›๐™ง๐™ค๐™ข ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ก๐™–๐™จ๐™จ when she bumps into Stefan and Rebekah.

"This is an odd duo." Scarlett tells her aunt and uncle. Stefan smiles awkwardly and Rebekah smile a little. "Is this because Shane got arrested by Liz?"

Rebekah nods.

"I'm in." Scarlett smiles.

ย  ย ย  ๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™š๐™›๐™–๐™ฃ, ๐™Ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™๐™š๐™—๐™š๐™ ๐™–๐™ ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ค๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ๐™ฌ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š in Shane's office but don't fine anything.

"Well... Headstone's not here." Stefan says.

Rebekah says, "Don't ripper out on me. We'll find it. Oh, you're all bottled up. You need a release. Maybe we can find you a voodoo doll or something." She looks through Shane's drawer and finds a stash of herbs, "Ah. This should do the trick. Exactly what you need. The Professor's stash of herbs."

Stefan says, "Not interested "

Rebekah asks, "What happened to you? You were so much fun in the twenties."

"You were fun? Stefan Salvatore was fun?" Scarlett asks faking shock, making Rebekah laugh.

Stefan says glaring at the Mikaelson girls, "I was a psychotic killer with no emotions in the 1920s."

Rebekah says, "You may have been a killer, but you were far from emotionless, Stefan. You had a blast. I know you remember. The jazz, the booze, our little table at Gloria's. Don't make me compel it out of you."

Stefan admits, "All right. Um... I guess we had a little bit of fun."

"I still can't believe you two dated. Polar opposites." Scarlett says in disbelief.

Rebekah says, "Thank you. So now that we've established that fun is, in fact, possible, maybe you'd like to start having some. Don't worry about the Professor. He won't be back any time soon. I made sure of that."

ย  ๐™๐™š๐™—๐™š๐™ ๐™–๐™ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™จ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™š๐™›๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ค๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ง๐™ค๐™ช๐™ฃ๐™™, "So much random crap in here." Stefan says.

Rebekah says, "Crap, maybe. Random, no. Looks like Shane has a bit of an afterlife fetish. Hopi prayer feathers, the Han dynasty soul vase, and that is a Polynesian sacrificial knife." He takes the knife.

"Brutal way to die, but at least you appease the gods." Scarlett says.

Stefan asks, "Since when did you two become such an artifact expert?"

Rebekah says, "I enjoy other cultures, Stefan. I know that might be hard for you to understand considering you dated a child who only thinks about herself."

"I'm a witch, I have to know things." Scarlett says.

"Still a sensitive subject, I see. Do you know why I wouldn't compel Elena from your memory?" Rebekah says.

He says, "Because you wanted me to suffer."

"I did. It's the only way you'll learn. It took me a thousand years and hundreds of betrayals to realize that love, caring ruins you." Rebekah admits, Scarlett gives her a small smile.

"That's awfully bleak." Stefan says.

Rebekah says, "Quite the opposite. It's liberating actually. You know why we had so much fun in the twenties, Stefan? Because we didn't care. We just did what felt good... drinking, feeding, sex."

Stefan admits, "The sex wasn't good because we didn't care. It was good because you're crazy. Crazy sex is always good."

"GROSSSS!" Scarlett covers her ears, not wanting to her about her aunt and uncles sex life.

Rebekah says, "You were hardly the model of sanity. Stop... Caring." They're interrupted when someone enters. They disappear with Scarlett invisible cloaking spell. The man looks around and finds where the headstone is hidden. He's about to take it when Rebekah catches him. "Good. You found it. Question is who are you?"

๐™๐™š๐™—๐™š๐™ ๐™–๐™ ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™™๐™š๐™ง, "๐˜ผ๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™™๐™ค to make it stop is tell me who sent you. You're full of vervain, so I know you haven't been compelled."

Stefan says, "Or maybe somebody compelled him before he ingested it."

Rebekah gives another option. "He was after the headstone. We need to know who sent him."

Stefan says, "Ok. Fine. So we take him home, wait till the vervain is out of his system, and then compel him and get whatever information we want."

Rebekah admits, "That's not a bad idea."

"So we just torture the guy?" Scarlett asks as the the intruder coughs up blood.

Stefan says, "He just bit off his own tongue."

Rebekah says "So he does know something"

The intruder kills himself, "I guess he was compelled." Stefan says.

Rebekah asks, "Was it my bastard brother or yours?"

"I'm not cleaning this up." Scarlett says looking between the two.

Stefan says, "Maybe it's option number 3. There's another team in the race."

"We're in teams?" Scarlett asks.

"Yes dear niece, and you just joined us, it would be great for you to join ours. A tribed, a vampire and an original." Rebekah says smiling.


๐™Ž๐™ฉ๐™š๐™›๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™๐™š๐™—๐™š๐™ ๐™–๐™ ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ค๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™™๐™š๐™ง'๐™จ ๐™—๐™ค๐™™๐™ฎ. Stefan's phone rings. She takes it and answers.ย  "Hello, Elena."

Elena asks, "What did you to Stefan?" Scarlett rolls her eyes.

Rebekah says, "Rescued him from his old, dull life, but it keeps calling. Stefan's not in the mood to talk right now."

Elena says, "Then he can listen. I know might not care about me right now, Stefan, but Kol compelled Damon to kill Jeremy. They're somewhere in the tunnels, and I... it's one giant maze down here, and I can't find them, so if you still care about the cure or about Jeremy, then maybe you can come help," Nobody answers, Scarlett's eyes widen. "Okay." She hangs up. Rebekah looks at Stefan.

Rebekah says, "That is an interesting predicament for both of us"

"I need to go!" Scarlett says rushing out leaving them.

ย  ย ย  ๐™Ž๐™˜๐™–๐™ง๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š๐™™ ๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™‘๐™ž'๐™จ ๐™™๐™ค๐™ง๐™ข ๐™ง๐™ค๐™ค๐™ข ๐™–๐™›๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ Damon and trying to maintain peace between Kol and his siblings.

"You're ready to die?" Vi asks sadly, laying on her bed.

"Sometimes I think, this is it. This is as much pain as I'll feel and then it hits me like a truck. Someone else dies or something bad happens. Someone discovers a curse, or the man I love has his days counted." Scarlett says from her bed.

"Jake left with Tyler." Vi whispers. Scarlett made her way to her bed and wrapped her arms around her, holding her friend in need.

"He'll come back they always do!" Scarlett says reassuring. Vi nodded her head wanting to believe she'll see Jake again.

๐–๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ•
๐ˆ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ž๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐ž, ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž, ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ.
๐”๐ฉ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ž๐œ๐ญ๐จ๐›๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ, ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ

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