Who: Katherine Pierce; narrative Where: The Tomb under the old church When: The night Damon goes in and thinks she isn't there Why: Because she was in the tomb What: Katherine hearing Damon come for her, hearing him say she wasn't there and not being able to tell him otherwise.
It was beginning to feel like a dream, the stones surrounding Katherine had started to feel like they weren’t there years ago. She had grown so weak that the feel of the hard rock no longer mattered. She used to be able to stand and move around the tomb, to look for a way out. She hadn’t known that Emily would protect all of the vampires; she thought she wouldn’t even be stuck down here. Even in the mummified state she was in, she could still see, hear even when she faded into consciousness. Every so often she would hear things above ground, voices, machines, things she didn’t have names for. Her hearing wasn’t nearly as good as it would be if she was feeding and up to par, but she could hear the faint whispers of people talking above them. She had given up yelling for someone long ago, now she wasn’t even sure if her voice would work if she tried.
She didn’t know what the date was, the year, when she felt the change in the tomb; she had taken to calling it a tomb. She wasn’t even sure if it was, but it felt like it. She could feel the air change, someone had opened the door. Could it be? she didn’t know who would have been able, she was sure Emily was long dead by now. Who would even know she was down here, let alone the other vampires. The scent of warm blood filtered through the underground, it was so close yet so far. She could hear the voices, one sounded so familiar. Annabelle? could it have really been Anna belle? She wasn’t sure, but as she listened, as the voice came closer she was growing more sure. It was then that the new voice caught her attention. Damon she knew Damon’s voice anywhere. It and Stefan’s were the last voices she heard before the tomb sealed them in. She couldn’t understand what Damon was doing down there, how had he gotten down there? Was he looking for her? She was hoping he was looking for her.
She had played the brothers for months, pitting them against each other. She had intended on leaving Mystic Falls and not looking back. Would they change? She knew they would, they both had her blood in them, but would they finish the process? She wasn’t sure, but Emily had been left to see to it. She heard him come close, the sound of his footsteps walked right by the boulder she was behind. She wanted to call to him. She wasn’t above using him to get her out of there. Hell she’d go back to him, stay with him for awhile if it meant she’d be out of this mess, out of the darkness and the cold, dank place that had been her home for so long. She heard his outburst when Stefan came. Stefan was there too, how could she be so lucky, both of her boys were there, and they were looking for her. She heard Damon say she wasn’t there; tell Stefan she wasn’t in the tomb. She blinked trying to yell to him, tell him it wasn’t true. She was there, right there behind the boulder.
She heard the girl, the voice she didn’t know tell them both they had to go. No, they would leave her; she didn’t want the brothers to leave her. The girl wasn’t important, the girl could be gotten rid of. But the brothers, she needed them. She needed someone to get her out of here. She heard the footsteps fade away and she heard the sound of the rocks moving, “no,” she whispered finally, sure her freedom had slipped through the cracks once more. She hated the idea of being down here another however many years. She didn’t want to be here, she hated it down here.