The Other Salvatore

Chapter 29 - SEASON 3 FINALE Part 2

A/N: Sad and long chapter ahead. You might want to grab some tissue – I know I needed some...

Recap:

“Oh my God. Oh my God. OhmyGodohmyGodohmyGod.” I rambled, pacing with tears in my eyes. Damon just looked at me puzzled. Finally he had enough.

“What is it, Liz?” he asked. I didn't even mind him calling me that, because I was so frazzled.

“Klaus is dead.” I said.

Damon looked at me sadly.

“I know, Liz. I'm really sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen.” he said. I just shot him a glare but said nothing. My world was slowly unraveling.

“Klaus is dead.” I repeated.

Damon shot my a confused look.

“I know. We just covered that.” he said sarcastically. I just looked at him with wide eyes, tears filling them.

“Damon, KLAUS IS DEAD!” I shouted. He still didn't understand.

“I KNOW, LIZZIE!” he retorted.

“Damon, when an Original dies, everyone who was sired by them dies too.”

“I know that.” he scoffed. “But we don't know if he sired our bloodline, so we hope we're safe.” he continued. I just looked at him, unbelieving that he could be so stupid.

“Damon...” I said slowly. He turned and looked at me. When he saw my expression, he froze, surprised by the emotion in my face. I continued slowly.

“...Klaus is the one who turned me.” I whispered. “I'm going to die.”

-Elizabeth's POV-

Damon gaped at me, froze in shock. More tears poured down my face. His phone rang, and he moved to answer it, still partially froze.

“Damon.” I heard Stefan say. “What happened?”

“Klaus is dead.” Damon mumbled, still staring at me in horror.

“WHAT!?” Stefan exploded. “Damon, there is a 1 in 4 chance we are going to die now – if what Klaus said was true.”

“I know, brother. And a 100% chance that our sister is going to die.” Damon said. I could practically hear Stefan stiffen.

“Give her the phone.” Stefan finally said, and Damon complied. I took it, past caring if I hated Stefan or not.

“H-hello?” I stuttered.

“Lizzie.” Stefan said, dismay in his voice.

“Klaus. He's dead, Stefan.” I said.

“I know. I'm so sorry Lizzie. How are you feeling?” he asked softly. I laughed without humor.

“Numb. Depressed. Scared. I don't want to die, Stefan.” I whispered. He sighed.

“I know Lizzie.” he said. That was really all he could say.

“Stefan, what I said before. I really meant it, but now... I just want you to know that no matter how much we fight, no matter how much we disagree, no matter how much we hate each other, you are my brother – my family – and I will always love you.” I said, tears streaming down my face. It sounded like Stefan was holding back tears.

“I know, Lizzie. I love you so much.” he said.

“Take care of yourself, Stefan. “ I said, then hung up. I looked up at Damon. It looked like he was fighting tears too.