Adele Winchester

After the biblical apocalypse ended and Sam is trapped in Lucifer's cage, Dean suggests to his younger half-sister, Adeline, to try a normal life and ships her off to Mystic Falls to live with Alaric Saltzman. But since when can a Winchester have a normal life?


6. Chapter Six

The next morning, I wake up remembering my job. I'm a hunter. A Winchester. I shouldn't be playing nice with a couple of vamps. Stefan's alright for now, considering he feeds on animal blood like that other vampire I met a few years back, Lenore. Damon on the other hand... not so much. Screw his gorgeous good-looks. He's a killer, and if I see him screw up and kill someone again, I'll gank him. I take a shower and get dressed, and then I walk to school.
The school day goes by quickly. I hang out with Jeremy at lunch. Stefan, Elena, Caroline and Matt planned a double date. Like that will go well. Matt still has obvious feelings for Elena, and Caroline is probably trying to see how the date goes with that factor in play. I hope it goes down smoothly because Matt and Caroline are cute together. And wow, don't I seem like a normal person, pairing people together. Granted I did that with Cas and Dean, but Dean's in denial and has feelings for Lisa.
After school, I go to the Grill for a burger and coke. Stefan, Elena, Caroline and Matt are playing pool and having a good time, and Damon, Mrs. Donovan and someone else, I think Jeremy's aunt, are by the bar having drinks. I keep an eye on everything to make sure nothing bad happens because this town is crawling with bad supernatural luck. A g0uy stops Elena. Elena looks at him confused and worried, and she goes back to the table and shows Stefan a text. He gains a worried look on his face, and I'm instantly alert. I finish my drink and get up. Stefan shakes his head at me, obviously having figured out I'm keeping an eye out on things. I nod and sit down. Nothing happens for the rest of the night, except the four bringing their double date elsewhere.
The next day, I check on the boarding house to make sure everything's alright.
"What are you doing here?" Damon asks after he answers the door.
I answer, "Stefan looked worried last night, and I wanted to make sure everything's alright."
"Well everything's fine."
I raise an eyebrow and point at the living room which looks like a fight occurred in there, especially the broken window. "That's fine?" I question. "What happened?"
Damon answers, "A couple of vamps from the tomb broke in and tried to kill us. We're fine. Thanks for the worry."
"Look, if vamps from the tomb are loose, we need a plan. And while I don't like you, they will be a huge pain in the ass for the town. So let me in."
"You don't like me?" he asks amused. "That's not what it seemed like when we were making out on the couch in the living room not too long ago."
My cheeks redden at the reminder, and I hiss, "Shut up. Anyways you killed Alaric."
"He came back to life."
"By a ring that you didn't know would bring him back."
"He came at me," Damon defended himself with a shrug.
I scoff, crossing my arms. "Right. And you couldn't protect yourself without killing him."
Damon shrugs again with a small smirk.
I fight the instinct to punch him, and I ask, "Are we going to deal with the tomb vampires or not?"
"Come on in," he says, holding the door wide open to let me in.
Elena arrives shortly after, and Stefan fills her in.
Damon blocks the hole in the window with a board. "I say we go to Pearl's, bust down the door, and annihilate the idiot that attacked us last night."
"Yeah. And then what? We turn to the rest of that house of vampires and say, 'Oops. Sorry?'" Stefan asks his older brother.
My lips twitch upward in amusement. "He's got a point."
"I can't believe you made a deal with her," Elena says.
Damon replies, "It was more like a helpful exchange of information. And it's not like a choice. She's... scary. Besides, she's gonna help me get Katherine back."
I thought we established Katherine doesn't want to see him, given she wasn't in the tomb and could have found him at any time.
"Of course she is. Damon gets what he wants, as usual. No matter who he hurts in the process."
"You don't have to be snarky about it."
"I woke up this morning to learn that all the vampires have been released from the tomb. I've earned snarky."
"How long are you going to blame me for turning your birth mother into a vampire?"
"I'm not blaming you, Damon. I've accepted the fact that you're a self-serving psychopath with no redeeming qualities."
I look at Stefan. "Do you have popcorn? This is like an entertaining movie."
"In the kitchen," he replies. "But this won't last much longer."
Damon acts hurt at Elena's comment. "Ouch."
"This isn't being very productive. We're gonna figure out a way to deal with Pearl and the vampires. Yeah? Hmm," Stefan reminds him.
"He's got a point," I agree. "This is getting nowhere.
Damon walks out of the room.
"I'm sorry," Elena apologizes as Stefan wraps his arms around her. "He just makes me so cranky."
"He makes everybody cranky," Stefan points out.
I get up and leave the room, knowing Stefan and Elena are going to have a moment, and I don't want to be there when they do.
When Elena leaves, I pour myself a little of Damon's bourbon and down it. Stefan leaves to go kill bunnies to gather strength for fighting the tomb vampires. An hour later, Stefan still hasn't returned. Damon and I try calling him, but Stefan doesn't answer. Damon tries calling Elena, but she doesn't answer.
"Maybe he's ignoring me and doesn't know your number. And Elena doesn't like me," Damon suggests. "He's probably fine."
"You're lying. You're worried too. Stefan should be back by now, and he isn't. And there are tomb vampires roaming the town, and there's an overcast where all vampires can go out. Not to mention they obviously don't like you." I gesture to the broken glass.
"You've thought this whole thing out."
"And you haven't?" I ask, eyebrow raised.
Damon sighs. "We'll check by Elena's and see if he's contacted her. If not, we'll worry."
I nod, and Damon grabs me. He vamp speeds me through the rain, and, in a second, we arrive at Elena's house.
"Whoa," I say. That was an interesting experience.
"Cool, right?" Damon asks, smirking, letting go of me.
I nod. Damon and I walk under the porch, and he calls Elena, only to have her not answer.
"Is she declining the call or..."
"Yeah. Come on." He knocks on the door.
Elena opens the door, and Damon and I walk in.
"You're ignoring me," Damon states.
"The 6 missed calls? Sorry. My phone is dead."
I ask, "Is Stefan here?"
A worried look washes over her face. "No. Why? Something wrong?"
"He went out in the woods and didn't come back. I can't get him on his phone. I figured he was here with you."
"And I thought he was in trouble," I add.
Worried, Elena pulls out her phone and dials Stefan's number. She puts her phone to her ear. After a second, she pulls it away. "It's going straight to voice-mail. Where could he be?"
"You're not going to like what I'm thinking." Damon and I say in unison.
Damon drives us in the direction of Pearl and the other vamps house. Elena and I sit in Damon's car, waiting for Damon to return. He argued with me about whether or not I should go with him, and he won, so I sit in the back of the car. Damon approaches, and Elena and I gets out into the rain under two umbrellas.
"What happened?" I question. "Where is he?"
"They have him. I can't get in."
"Why not?" Elena asks.
Damon explains, "Because the woman who owns the house is compelled to not let me in."
"I can get in."
"You're not going in there."
"I'm going!" Elena exclaims, willing to do anything to save Stefan.
"You're not going in there."
"Why are they doing this? What do they want with him?"
"Revenge, right?" I question, having figured it out. "They want revenge."
Damon nods.
Elena: We gotta do something.
Damon: I know.
Elena: We can't let them hurt him. We gotta get him out of there.
Damon: I know. Elena, I know. But I don't know how to get him out.
"I've got an idea," I say, a smirk spreading across my face. "Of course the plan involves you so it's not the plan I would have liked."
Damon rolls his eyes. "It's not like you're the best company either."
"At least I don't kill people."
"Oh, please, like you haven't killed a single person in your hunting career."
"Guys!" Elena exclaims. "Cut it out. Now, Adele, what's your plan?"
"I go in and kill them all. We could possibly get help from Ric, and he might have an idea on how to get you in, Damon. Elena, you're staying in the get-away car."
"What? No-"
"Elena..." I trail off warningly. The last thing I need to do is have her die.
"Come on," I complain.
"We should get going," Elena says. "But I'm not giving up on this argument."
We get in the car and head to Mystic Falls High. During the ride, I think of all of the people I have killed using the demon-killing knife or my angel blade. So many people I could have saved. Then there are those who I didn't kill but might as well have; Ellen, Jo, Ash, those people at that jail we tried to save that Lilith killed, and many others. I don't say a word the whole ride, wondering how I could have caused them to die. I remember multiple of their deaths like it happened yesterday.
"Adele," Damon's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.
"We're here."
"Oh," I say, heat rising in my cheeks. I get out of the Camaro, and we walk into the school.
Damon goes ahead of us and approaches Alaric
"You can't hurt me," I hear Alaric say as I near the hall where Alaric and Damon stand.
"Oh, I can hurt you, all right."
Elena and I turn the corner and look at Ric. Elena pleads, "Mr. Saltzman. We need your help."
Alaric agrees to go into his classroom to talk.
"Stefan's in the house. Damon's a vampire. He can't get in. We need you. I would go, but..."
"But your life is valuable," Damon finishes. "Yours, on the other hand is..."
"Stefan told me about your ring."
"What about it?"
"Let me recap...You tried to kill me. I defended myself. You died. Then according to my brother, your ring brought you back to life. Am I leaving anything out?
"Yeah. The part where I try and kill you again. Only this time, I don't miss."
Elena begs, "Mr. Saltzman. Please. It's Stefan." 
"I'm sorry, Elena. But it's not my problem."
"Come on, Ric. Wouldn't it be great to kill a bunch of vamps?" I ask. "I haven't hunted in ages."
Ric questions, "Why are you helping him?"
"Help him? I'm not helping Damon. He's the dick who killed you and others. Stefan, on the other hand, is a good guy, and as long as he does not kill anyone in the town, he's on my good side. So I'm helping him."
"Well, leave me out of it."
Damon says, "That's a shame. Because the woman in charge of the crowd can help you find your wife."
"You're lying," Alaric accuses.
"Am I? Why don't you ask her for yourself? Coward. Come on, Elena, Adele." 
Damon and Elena start to leave, and I turn to follow but stop when I hear Ric say, "All right! Wait. I'll go." Alaric pulls out his arsenal of vampire weapons. 
Damon smirks, "Teacher by day, vampire hunter by night."
"I've you to thank for that," Ric replies, bitterly.
I pull out a stake whitled and carved to look like a knife. "You made these?" He nods. "Nice job."
"What are these?" Elena asks, looking at the vervain darts.
Alaric replies, "Those are tranquilizer darts filled with vervain."
"Just get me in," Damon tells Alaric. "I'll get Stefan out."
"That's your plan? You're just gonna take them all on yourself?" Elena says, incredulously.
"Well, I'll be a little stealthier than that, hopefully."
"I'm going," I say.
Elena takes one of the vervain darts.
"Whoa. What are you doing?"
"I'm going with you guys."
"No. No way," Damon and I say.
"You need me. I'll get in. You could distract them, and then I'll get Stefan out."
"You'll get yourself killed. You're not going in there."
Elena states, "I'm going."
Damon looks at Alaric. "So, when you get me in, get out as quickly as you can. I know how to sneak around where they can't hear me. You'll basically just be in the way."
"Damon, now is not the time to be the lone ranger."
"Fine. Elena, you can drive the getaway car. You're not going in the house. Neither are you, Adele."
I open my mouth to protest, but Elena cuts me off. "You can't stop me. It's Stefan we're talking about here. You don't understand."
"Oh, I understand. I understand. He's the reason you live. His love lifts you up where you belong. I get it."
"Can you just not joke around for 2 seconds?"
"I can't protect you, Elena. I don't know how many vampires there are in there. That's how long it takes you to get your head ripped off. I have to be able to get in and get out. I can't be distracted with your safety. Or this will end up a bloodbath that none of us walk away from...Including Stefan. I know. I get it. I understand."
"If we're gonna go, let's go," Alaric says.

We drive back to Pearl's house, and I try to convince Damon to let me go with him.
"Just let me go," I tell him. "I can be useful. I have been a hunter my whole life."
"No," he refuses. "Look, I'm sure you can take care of yourself, but no."
"You know I am going to come anyways, no matter what you say." 
Damon grabs my arm and pulls me away from the car. "If you being there is why my brother dies or our plan fails, I will kill you so fast you won't be able to call for help or fight back."
"Careful, Damon," I say. "Keep talking like that, and people will think you have a heart."
Damon narrows his eyes at me before walking back to the car, leaving me standing alone, drenched in the rain. He asks Ric, "You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"I still think I should come," Elena comments from the back seat of the car.
"No," we all respond to her.
Alaric starts step 1 of the plan. When Alaric acts like he needs to use the phone, he gets inside and stakes the vampire (s?) in the room before turning on noise so vamps don't hear us. Then he opens the door for the owner to allow Damon to come in. 
"Oh, I'm sorry. He's not allowed in the house," she says, and I groan. 
Alaric tries, "I know that. But you've gotta make an exception."
"Get her out of the house. Now!" Damon orders. After Alaric brings her outside, Damon cups the woman's cheeks. "Miss Gibbons, tell me the truth. Are you married?"
"Parents, children, anyone else who lives on this property?"
Miss Gibbons smiles, "No. It's just me."
"No? Good." Damon breaks her neck and promptly enters the house. My body stiffens. That's another innocent life he took. 
"You were supposed to compel her," Alaric says.
Damon replied, "It doesn't work that way."
"She is human."
"And I'm not! So, I don't care. Now, get out of here. And get rid of the body!"
"You're a dick," I tell him as Alaric gets rid of the body. 
Damon shrugs. "It's been said. Now let's do this."
I nod, and I pull out my steak from my waistband of my jeans. I'm used to putting weapons there so it didn't feel weird having a stake there. I also have my angel blade in my jacket in case I need it, as well as a vervain - filled syringe. A vampire comes in, and I quickly and quietly stake him in the back. It is much easier to kill these vampires. 
We hide in the pantry, and a vampire comes in, turning off the blender and the running water in the sink. He heads to the pantry, and I open the door and stake him. He was too surprised to be able to fight back. Man, I was craving a good hunt. Oh, well. 
Damon kills a vamp on our way to Stefan. He speeds ahead of me, probably hearing something my human ears can't pick up. A vamp speeds at me and shoves me back. I fly into the wall and groan. I push myself up and come at him with my stake. I duck as he reaches for me and put my leg behind his legs, knocking him onto the ground. I am about to stake him when he uses vamp speed to get behind me. I step on his foot hard, twist around and shove a stake through his heart. I look down at myself. Great. I'm soaked. I touch at the top left of my forehead and look at my hand. Blood. Awesome. I wipe off the blood and hope my bleeding has stopped before heading in the direction Damon went in. 
I arrive and Elena was carrying Stefan out. I give her a 'What are you doing here?' look. Elena gestures to Stefan. I actually look at Stefan. He looks tortured and bloody. There is sweat on his body from the torture. He looks healed, minus the faint burn marks, but he still looks really weak. 
Damon comes out and gestures to the house. We go back in, and Alaric comes with us. Together, we stake more of the vamps, but when we look outside of the house, a lot of vamps stand out there. 
"How many of those vervain darts do you have?" Damon asks. 
"One," Alaric answers.
I add, " I have one as well."
"Yeah, that's not going to be enough."
We back up inside the house and shut the door. We hear footsteps coming towards us.
"So, what you said to get me to do this, about my wife. It was a lie, wasn't it?" Alaric asks.
"Probably," I say as Damon answers, "Yep."
The woman I assume is Pearl walks into the house. She looks at the bodies of the dead vamps and the blood from when I used my angel blade once or twice. 
"Stop. What's going on here? What did you do?"
"Me? Your merry little band of vampires spent the day torturing my brother." Damon said, angrily.
"Trust me. The parties responsible for this will be dealt with," Pearl says. 
"Our little arrangement doesn't work unless you learn to control them," Damon growls. 
'This wasn't supposed to happen."
"Well, it did. If I had a good side...Not a way to get on it."
Damon, Alaric, and I leave the house. After a minute, I pull on Damon's arm. He turns to me. "What?"
I shove my stake into his stomach. "This is for that woman you killed. The next time, it will be in your heart," I whisper in his ear as he groans. "Don't ask me for help again unless people's lives are at stake, and by people, I mean humans." 
I walk away from the older Salvatore and Alaric and head to Ric's house. When I get there, I take a quick shower and change into my night time clothes.

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