Jenna stares at him with disbelief,"What! Are you joking?"

"Not at all. Did you know that vampires are the oldest creatures of the night? Except for werewolves, of course," Klaus/Alaric keeps his voice calm.

"Werewolves. Werewolves. What does this have to do with anything?"

"you know, I've read that there's an Aztec curse on both species that keeps werewolves slaves to the Moon and vampires bound by the Sun. Isn't that right, Stefan? You know, they say these creatures would do anything to have this curse broken and that they wouldn't care who they had to kill to do it."

Klaus presses the knife down harder. A drop of blood trickling down her throat. One giant wave of fear washes over everyone. Red surrounds Klaus's eyes, black veins appearing next to them.

Grinning he flashes Jenna his fangs, "Vampires are real."

Jenna stumbles back stuttering unable to form words. Elan quickly appears by her side.

"Elena get Jenna out of here," He turns to them, eyes now matching Klaus, "Now."

Jenna letting Elena pull her away. Keeps her wide eyes on Stefan. Who turns his attention back to Klaus and Gwen.

"You can't kill me Stefan. Without killing your friend," Klaus taunts.
Stefan almost backs down until seeing what Klaus missed. Gwen's hand lightly touching his. Fierce determination clear in her eyes. In his moment of threatening and revealing vampires to Jenna. Gwen kept inching her hand closer. Sneaking up on her unexpecting prey.

"You're not the only fast one here," Stefan rushes forward.

The same time Gwen latches onto Klaus. Slamming him into the sink with her power. Without pause Stefan throws Klaus. Knife in hand he pushes Klaus again the wall.

"Go ahead you will just be killing Aleric and I'll find another body, maybe Jenna," There is a taunting glint in Alaric's/Klaus’s eyes. Daring Stefan to plunge the knife into Alaric.

Instead Stefan punches him in the face twice. Knocking Klaus/Alaric out cold, letting him slide to the floor and giving his stomach a kick. He throws the knife on the floor. Turning to Gwen who nods and letting out a sigh. They find Jenna in Stefan's car with Elena. No one speaks on the ride. Even once inside the boarding house. Besides wrapping her arms tightly around Gwen, they sit around silently. Unsure how best to approach Jenna.

Jenna finally breaks the silence, "Who else knows? John? Jeremy?"

"Everyone," Elena answers guilt clear in her eyes, "I'm so sorry, we were just trying to protect you."

Jenna jerks her head to Elena, "I'm supposed to be the one protecting you and Jeremy," she takes in a shaky breath "I remember bedtime stories your mother used to tell me, vampires stories, never thought they were true."

"It is true, Jenna. I should have told you. I thought that if you didn't know, you'd be safe. But then things got so out of control and everything I had done to keep you out of it, it just blew up in my face but there's nothing that you could have done. There's so much more to it..."

"It's just this so...I don't know how it is," Jenna breaks down. Sobs rolling through her body.

Gwen and Stefan leave as Elena embraces her aunt. Just as Damon walks through the door. A smirk on his face. Eyes looking over them, stopping on Gwen's neck. Where dry blood is still located, rage instantly filling them.

"Had a fight with Klaus, but we knocked him out," Gwen shrugs, her words helps cool Damon down.
Except for his minds violent images a of killing Klaus.

Gwen isn't surprised with Damon's next words, "Found Katherine. Klaus has her, but I slipped her some vervain. To help fight off his compulsion."

I'm too tired to worry if that's a good idea or not.

"We might be wrong about the curse," Stefan adds, "Klaus is using it to trigger the part of him that's a werewolf. Then he could sire his own bloodline, build his own race. Endangering not just vampires, but everyone. According to Elijah."
Gwen rubs her forehead while

Damon just scowls at his brother,"Should we even trust him."

I can't even deal right now.

Tuning out their bickering about trust. Gwen heads to her old bathroom. Finding it just how she left it minus personal items. Taking a wash cloth Gwen cleans her neck. Exhausted she considers staying when a knock interrupts.

Damon leans on the doorframe arms crossed. A backpack slung over one shoulder, "Tough day?" Gwen snorts, "Come on got something to that can help."

Gwen stares at his outstretched hand. Not ready to face what else he has to say concerning them. Yet also curious what could possibly help.

Can he freeze time? Stop everything from spiraling out of control. Maybe for a moment he can.

Placing Her hand in his Gwen let's Damon pull her into him. Fighting back a blush as he lifts her bridal style. With vampire speed he runs towards their destination. She ignores the world speeding by. Eyes glued to Damon's face. Her fingers itch to trace it for hours. Her heart aches to let him mend it. Deep down Gwen knows he would, if she let him.

Just let go, just dive...I would but I can't survive him letting me go again.

The world stops speeding by forcing Gwen out of her thoughts. Damon sets her on green grass. She is quick to realize they are in the park. Damon quickly pulls a red blanket from the backpack. He gently lays it down,
Gwen lips form a small smile, "What are you doing?"

"Haven't watched the stars in years," Damon shrugs, "Thought it would be relaxing. Promise no talk about anything important. Just shutting out life for a little bit."

"So I can talk about ice cream flavors and you won't care?"

"Promise," Damon beams, light blue eyes filled with affection, "Though don't know why you would chose such a boring topic."

"It's so not boring,"

Damon raises his hands in mock surrender, "If you say so."

Both smile at each other forgetting their tangled past and present. Damon lays down first, eyes staring above. Gwen without hesitation joins his side, hands inches apart. The stars shine bright in a clear sky. Some more clear then others. All tempting those below to reach for more. To get lost in dreams and wonders. Stress, fear, confusion and worry melt off Gwen. For moment time turns back. To when two friends who only worried about parents expectations, watched the stars, dreaming of advantages.

"Thanks you," Gwen whispers appreciation clear.

"No problem," Damon replies.

Gwen nods at his words. Smiling when she finds the big dipper. Obvious to Damon watching her. A small smile gracing his own face. Neither notice their hands move. Until they intertwine with each others. Gwen head falls to the side. Her eyes connecting with his light blue ones. Every fiber of her being pulses with happiness. Fear threatens to crawl at her heart, but Gwen ignores it. Focusing on the happiness and content in her.

I can dive, take a risk for him.

Gwen opens her mouth to confess her love. When Damon sits up, pulling his hand out of hers. And just like that Gwen gives back into her fear of rejection.

"I have something for you," Damon's words get Gwen to sit up. Silently watching him dig into the backpack, "Two things actually but we will start with this," Damon informs her, handing her a blue pouch.

Curiosity peeked Gwen carefully undies the yellow strings. Reaching in and pulling out a beautiful ring. It's center a pearl surrounded by small diamonds.

Eyes widening, breath pausing Gwen is lost for words, "I, Damon it's it's beautiful," her eyes return to his, "I don't deserve this."

"I bought it for my best friend right before leaving for war. So she wouldn't forget me, but forgot to give it to her when we were saying goodbye," Something pulls at Gwen that there's more to it but she doesn't press, "It's yours and you deserve."

Gwen slips it onto her free index finger, "Thanks."

Damon nods, returning to the backpack, pulling out a yellow folder, "Found something in Isobel's research."

"What?"

Damon spread out the folders contents before them. Revealing old birth records, family trees and personal notes from Isobel.

"Apparently Karayan is very old family who produced a lot of Wiccans," Damon informs Gwen, "Some believe their family to be the first Wiccans. Guess at one point they developed a fuel with another family."

Gwen picks up Isobel's notes, quickly finding which family, "Mine, the Jordan's."

"I don't think you are related to whoever is attacking you."

"Maybe,"Gwen drops the notes forcing back his Damon, "Next time Klaus is busy I want to see Katherine."

"Why?"

"I believe her, that someone hired her to kill my family. I want to know more and she is going to tell me, I'll make her."

"Okay," Damon puts everything back in the folder. He looks up to find Gwen staring off into the distance. He gets her attention with a simple "Hey, I don't care who we have to go through. We will find the crystal. I believe it's real and everyone else can screw off."

It surges through her again, the happiness. Need to have his arms hold her close.

Gwen can't hold back the desire to confess she loves him, "Damon I...."

A needle prick followed by pain claims Gwen's shoulder, cutting of words and thought. Her vision blurs as Damon stands. Anger written all over his face and tense body. Gwen makes to stand, but falls from waves of dizziness. She barely hears the gunshots or see Damon fall before her. Blackness starts to claim her vision. A woman with a tight curly brown hair, brown eyes and copper skin. Is the last thing Gwen sees before succumbing to darkness.

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