Jeremy and Jenna were now somewhere unfamiliar. It was cold and dark and musty. They were standing in front of a cage, siguiente to Bonnie, who looked furious. Apparently Damon had done something Bonnie had not allowed him to do.
“You have been a very bad boy, Damon, disobeying me like that” “I’m sorry” he mumbled, though he didn’t mean a word of it. “Shut up” Bonnie commanded. “I believe bad boys should be punished” she finished with an extremely evil smile on her face. Damon swallowed, fearing whatever was coming. But Bonnie just sat there. She wasn’t mumbling anything, she wasn’t motioning with her hands. He braced himself, yet nothing happened. Then Emily lifted up his left hand. She took his fingers forcing them to enclose his right index finger. He realized what was going on and he tried to let go, but his grip was too tight. As he struggled to separate his two hands, Emily forcedly pulled and turned his finger until he heard a crack and blood streamed on his hand.
The place vanished and they were in the Gilbert kitchen. Damon was standing there, but he wasn’t alone, though he thought he was.
He shivered as if someone had opened all windows in the house. Emily Bennett was standing siguiente to him. She lay her hands on his shoulders and lay a destornillador siguiente to him. He sank down on the floor. Emily took his head and rotated it to his right side. There was a destornillador lying siguiente to him. Emily took his hand and picked up the tool and made Damon stab his forearm. “Aaaaaahhh!!!” he screamed.
Jeremy saw himself running in. “Okay, this is too weird” he dicho and he turned away.
“You need to see this” Jenna dicho a little numb and so Jeremy rotated his head back to the scene.
“I’m sorry” Jeremy quickly said. “Just stop stabbing your…self…Hey, what are tu doing? mostrar me your arm” He took Damon’s arm and looked at the letters. HELP. He looked back at Damon. “I will help you, but then tu have to tell me exactly how to break the spell”
Damon looked up at Jeremy as if he only saw him now. “You’re not wearing your ring” he noticed. “You should always wear your ring” he said. Emily still held his arm and pushed it adelante, hacia adelante forcing Damon to pierce the destornillador in Jeremy’s stomach.
“He didn’t do it” Jeremy realized. “He didn’t try to kill me…Why did Emily? And why was she even there?”
“Bonnie used her power, like she used all Bennet witches powers, because they willingly gave it to her. Emily broke Damon’s finger, because she believed her descendant would end it soon enough. When she realized Bonnie was dragging out her assignment she tried to warn someone to help Damon” Jenna explained.
“Why Emily?” Jeremy asked.
“Bonnie made Emily her eyes and ears. Emily’s been with Damon since the spell and everything she’s been seeing and hearing, Bonnie has been seeing and hearing” Jenna said.
“That’s just too creepy” Jeremy said.
“Come on, I’ll mostrar tu how tu can end it” Jenna dicho and the cocina disappeared.
“You have been a very bad boy, Damon, disobeying me like that” “I’m sorry” he mumbled, though he didn’t mean a word of it. “Shut up” Bonnie commanded. “I believe bad boys should be punished” she finished with an extremely evil smile on her face. Damon swallowed, fearing whatever was coming. But Bonnie just sat there. She wasn’t mumbling anything, she wasn’t motioning with her hands. He braced himself, yet nothing happened. Then Emily lifted up his left hand. She took his fingers forcing them to enclose his right index finger. He realized what was going on and he tried to let go, but his grip was too tight. As he struggled to separate his two hands, Emily forcedly pulled and turned his finger until he heard a crack and blood streamed on his hand.
The place vanished and they were in the Gilbert kitchen. Damon was standing there, but he wasn’t alone, though he thought he was.
He shivered as if someone had opened all windows in the house. Emily Bennett was standing siguiente to him. She lay her hands on his shoulders and lay a destornillador siguiente to him. He sank down on the floor. Emily took his head and rotated it to his right side. There was a destornillador lying siguiente to him. Emily took his hand and picked up the tool and made Damon stab his forearm. “Aaaaaahhh!!!” he screamed.
Jeremy saw himself running in. “Okay, this is too weird” he dicho and he turned away.
“You need to see this” Jenna dicho a little numb and so Jeremy rotated his head back to the scene.
“I’m sorry” Jeremy quickly said. “Just stop stabbing your…self…Hey, what are tu doing? mostrar me your arm” He took Damon’s arm and looked at the letters. HELP. He looked back at Damon. “I will help you, but then tu have to tell me exactly how to break the spell”
Damon looked up at Jeremy as if he only saw him now. “You’re not wearing your ring” he noticed. “You should always wear your ring” he said. Emily still held his arm and pushed it adelante, hacia adelante forcing Damon to pierce the destornillador in Jeremy’s stomach.
“He didn’t do it” Jeremy realized. “He didn’t try to kill me…Why did Emily? And why was she even there?”
“Bonnie used her power, like she used all Bennet witches powers, because they willingly gave it to her. Emily broke Damon’s finger, because she believed her descendant would end it soon enough. When she realized Bonnie was dragging out her assignment she tried to warn someone to help Damon” Jenna explained.
“Why Emily?” Jeremy asked.
“Bonnie made Emily her eyes and ears. Emily’s been with Damon since the spell and everything she’s been seeing and hearing, Bonnie has been seeing and hearing” Jenna said.
“That’s just too creepy” Jeremy said.
“Come on, I’ll mostrar tu how tu can end it” Jenna dicho and the cocina disappeared.
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 tu 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 tu 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 comentó 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 tu 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 tu 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 comentó sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
The siguiente morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of cama 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, mostrando 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. tu 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 cama 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, mostrando 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. tu 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”
