I stood in the alley looking down at the un-moving body. I could feel the blood drip from my teeth, my fangs still protruding.
This one wasn't my fault.
I kept telling myself that one thought over and over as I felt my face transition back to normal. I bit out a dry laugh at that thought. Normal! Did that even apply to me anymore? Sighing I bent down and picked up my latest victim, throwing him over my shoulder. Thankfully my car was parked just outside the entrance to this alley.
I had been about to get in my car just a few moments ago when this genius tried to mug me. I felt my nose scrunch up as the smell of his dirty clothes and body filled my nostrils.
I quickly checked to make sure the coast was clear before running to my car. I opened the trunk and dumped the would be mugger in, covering him with a blanket. I didn't mean to kill him, honestly. But when he pulled a knife on me I just lost all control and before I knew what was happening he was dead.
Just as I closed the trunk I heard someone stop right behind me.
"Jessica?" Alaric asked.
I turned to face him, "Ric, hi. What are you doing here"
Damn it, I made that question sound a lot more suspicious then it was. Alaric just smiled at me, "I couldn't sleep, thought I would get some fresh air. What about you?"
"Same." I replied, nodding. I noticed Alaric was staring at my mouth as I spoke, before I had a chance to say anything else he reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of tissues, holding them out to me. I raised my eyebrow in question at him.
Without answering my unspoken question he simply took one of the white tissues out and stepped closer to me. The look he gave me started to make me slightly uncomfortable. Neither of us spoke as Alaric reached out with the tissue and very gently wiped my lips.
When I realised what he was doing my uncomfortable feeling was replaced with fear. Not fear of Alaric himself, but of what he would say to the others. I quickly turned away from him and wiped my mouth with the sleeve of my top. I heard him chuckle behind me, I found myself turning back to him, staring at him in shock. Was he crazy?"
Wait... Why did I get the feeling that this wasn't the first time I had questioned my history teachers sanity.
"I have to go." I told him, "Class in the morning... your class in face."
Not waiting for him to reply I quickly got in my car and started the engine. Looking in the rear view mirror I saw Alaric just standing there, a weird smile on his face. I felt a shiver vibrate through my entire body at that moment and without fully understanding why I was freaked out by the whole interaction I drove off.
An hour later I was at home waiting on Damon. I had... disposed... of the body in my car, had a shower and was currently sitting with a bourbon in my hand staring at the fire. The front door opened and Damon walked in, well strutted in. He poured himself a drink before joining me on the sofa.
"Is everything ok with Ric?" I blurted out. OK, I had planned on being a little bit more subtle than that.
"What do you mean?" he asked, his glass paused at his lips.
I shrugged, "I honestly don't know sweetheart. It's just a feeling I get when I'm around him. What?" I asked the last part mostly because Damon was looking at me weird.
"Nothing," he answered, "You've just never called me sweetheart before."
Wait... what? I thought back over what I had said, I wasn't one for sentimental pet names like that. I honestly didn't know why I used that one.
It didn't matter though, as Damon had already moved past it. "I was with Ric today and he seemed fine." He was saying, "I know he's still getting used to fighting with us instead of against us... but yeah, he's fine."
"Never mind then," I relented, moving closer to him. "I'm probably just being paranoid with the whole Klaus and Elijah situation."
Damon took my glass from me, then put his and mine on the coffee table before pulling me to him. "Don't worry about the big scary vampires, I'll protect you."
I leaned in to kiss him, "My big strong man." I laughed.
He returned my kiss with a deep one, changing my mood dramatically. I moaned into his mouth, then quickly climbed onto his lap, straddling him.
He smiled up at me and I returned it. It was easy to forget all the problems we faced when we were alone like this. If only we could stay like this forever.
If only either of us noticed the figure watching us from outside the window.
The next morning in history class I couldn't focus on the subject. Hell if it wasn't for the memory of my mother I don't think I would even still be in school. Of course that had me thinking about my mother and how she died. I could feel my emotions start to run wild beneath the surface when I was snapped out of it by Alaric calling my name. as I came out of my daze I heard a few chuckles behind me from the other students. Crap... how long had he being trying to get my attention?
"Yes Mr Saltzman?"
"I was wondering if you would volunteer at the school dance this Friday? We need someone to man the punch bowl."
Great, there goes my plans to sit at home with Damon watching a movie. "Yeah, no problem Mr Saltzman." I sighed. He smiled down at me before turning his attention back to the class.
At lunch I was sitting with Elena and Stefan in the cafeteria. Elena was wearing a large smile. "We're going to buy dresses this evening Jessi, why don't you come with us?" Elena had been trying to convince me to go to the dance for a while. Although originally I had been exited about the dance, lately with my... evening activities, the idea just didn't appeal to me anymore. I started to answer her when we were interrupted by that girl Natasha standing at our table, a vacant expression on her face.
"Are you going to the dance?" she asked in a monotone voice. The three of us nodded and she continued. "Well I have a message for you from Klaus."
Myself and Elena looked at her in shock, while Stefan stood up looking around the large room trying to find an unfamiliar face among the crowd of students.
"Klaus?" I asked her, "Where is he? What does he look like?"
How was he here in MysticFalls without us knowing? Surely we would have seen him by now. Natasha looked confused as she tried to answer my questions. Then I realised why she wore the vacant expression. She had been compelled.
"It doesn't matter," I said, "What's the message?"
She once again smiled, but it was an empty smile, "Klaus wants you to save the last dance for him." With that she turned and walked away. Stefan sat back down and took Elena's hand. "Don't worry, he's just toying with you... with us." He said soothingly.
I pulled out my cell phone and quickly dialled Damon's number. As soon as he answered I told him to get to the school quickly. He didn't even ask why, just hung up and five minutes later he was sitting down next to me.
"Are you ok?" he asked, looking me over. I smiled at him before reaching over to give him a quick kiss.
"I'm fine. The problem is Klaus." I explained. Damon looked surprised. "How is this news? We already know about Klaus."
"The problem Damon," Stefan cut in, "is that Klaus is here in MysticFalls. He just compelled a girl to come over and ask Elena to save his the last dance this Friday."
Damon looked from Stefan to Elena, then me. I just nodded at him, confirming what Stefan told him.
"Simple, nobody goes to the dance." Damon stated, looking at us like we were simple in the head for not already coming to that conclusion ourselves.
"I will not hide at home Damon. I am going to that dance." Elena informed him.
Now it was my turn to look at Damon like he was simple. It was Elena, it was a life threatening situation... of course she would be there in the middle of it.
Damon sighed, "Fine, I'll go see Ric. Tell him I've changed my mind and that I'll be a volunteer parent supervisor. Sorry Jess, looks like our plans for Friday have changed."
I always forgot that Damon is technically Stefan's legal guardian. Also, if Rick had asked Damon to supervise the dance and was told that Damon and I had other plans, then why did he ask me to work at it? Maybe he had forgotten.
Saying goodbye to Stefan and Elena I went with Damon to find Alaric. We found him as he was leaving the school.
"Hey Damon, Jessica." He greeted us, "Is everything ok?"
"We need to talk about Friday night," Damon explained, looking around, "but not here, lets go to the grill."
Alaric just smiled and nodded before climbing into his car and driving off. Damon turned to me, "I'll see you later."
"Fat chance," I scoffed, "I can miss one afternoon of classes. I'm way ahead anyway. I'm coming with you."
Damon's lips parted, ready to argue, but the look I gave him caused him to change his mind. He laughed instead, "Fine, but you better not fall behind."
I have him another quick kiss, I knew what he meant. He knew how important education had been to my mother, and therefore me. But I could skip a fortnight of classes without falling behind. I wasn't being big headed, that's just what happens when you are raised by a teacher.
He put his arm around my shoulders as we headed to his car. Ten minutes later the three of us were sitting in a booth at the grill. Damon and I on one side, Alaric sitting across from us. The waitress took our order, I just wanted coffee but Damon and Alaric wanted bourbon. Of course they did.
"You do realise it's the middle of the day?" I chastised them. They both gave me a look that screamed 'so what?'.
The waitress put our drinks down and left, Alaric then spoke. "So... what happened?"
"How do you know something happened?" I asked him. He looked at me for a few seconds before answering, "Why else would Damon want to talk in private and not at the school. I nodded at him, he had a good point. Also in this town something nefarious always seemed to be happening.
"Klaus is here, in MysticFalls." Damon informed Alaric.
"How do you know?"
"Because he compelled a girl to give Elena a message." I explained. Alaric looked surprised at that, "Elena?" he asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I was sitting right next to her when Natasha came over. She said she had a message from Klaus, I asked her what it was. Apparently he wants Elena to save him the last dance."
Alaric's expression turned to one of annoyance.
"Yeah," Damon cut in, "We're all pissed off. Which is why I need you to put me down as a supervisor at the dance."
Alaric looked from me to Damon, "Yeah, I'll do that in the morning."
I sat back in the seat with my coffee, not listening to whatever it was the two of them started talking about now. My mind was on this Friday. Would we be safe? Would we finally meet the dreaded Klaus? Would I accidentally kill someone? As I took another mouthful of coffee, only one thing I knew for sure.
Friday was going to be one hell of a night.