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While in the boarding house parlor, waiting for everyone to show up, Stefan fills Gwen in on Damon's deal with a witch named Emily Bennett. To protect her lineage in exchange for Katherine’s safety, from being burned in the church. Emily was going to lock all vampires in a tomb underneath the church. Damon would then return to free Katherine, except she was never taken to the church.

After Damon and Elena join them, Gwen shares her little chat with Katherine last night.

"And you didn't kill her?" Damon challenges Gwen.

"Clearly, you know nothing about Necromancers, so let me educate you. We fuel every curse with our own energy. Killing Katherine could stop my heart," Her voice announces clearly, before quickly turning to amusement "Hey, at least I gave her a nice little shock."

"Is it wise to provoke Katherine?" Elena asks.

Gwen shrugs "Wise no, but fun."

"You should stay with us," Stefan's suggestion catches her by surprise, "Katherine already tried killing you once, we can help if she tries again."

Damon smirks, "Don't worry brother, little miss here packs a punch."

Ignoring his mocking tone Gwen address Stefan, "Thanks, but black heart over there is right. I can take care of myself."

Their conversation ends as a tall man with light brown hair and blue eyes walks in.

"Rick," Damon greets, "Thanks for coming. Can I get you something to drink? Coffee, bourbon? Bourbon in your coffee?" He points to Gwen, "Alaric, this is Gwen, another old friend."

"Nice to meet you," Before she can reply, Alaric turns to Damon, "Elena mentioned you needed my help."

Stefan answers first, "Yeah, we were hoping you could help shed some light on the Lockwood family."

"What's going on with them that has you worried?"

"Vervain didn't affect the mayor at Founders' Day, but the Gilbert device did, and it affected his son, Tyler." Damon informs Aleric.

With Stefan quickly adding, "And at the school carnival, his uncle Mason exhibited inhuman behavior when he fought with one of the workers. It suggests it's some sort of supernatural entity."

Elena steps closer to Alaric, "We were hoping that Isobel's research could help us figure out what he is."

"Well, all her things are still at Duke. I mean, her office is still there. She's technically still missing."

"Can we gain access?"

Alaric looks uncertain, "Possibly."

"Werewolf," Gwen announces, shocking everyone. "Haven't personally met one, but my teacher told me they existed."

Damon remarks, "I bet he was lying." Gwen rolls her eyes and heads for the front door "Ric, we need to know what we're dealing with. If this wolf-man thing is true, I've seen enough movies to know it's not good."

"Werewolf," She sings, her hand turning the doorknob.

Alaric hesitates for a moment before giving in and agreeing, just as Gwen steps outside.

Four steps outside the door, Elena's stops her, "Gwen," Gwen turns to her, "you should consider Stefan's offer."

"You wouldn't be worried?"

"Stefan told me you two are like siblings, did he lie?"

"No."

"Brothers protect sisters, which is why I'm not worried," Elena leans against the house, "do you still feel the pain of losing them."

"Yes, every day my heart aches and feels like a piece is missing. I dream of mother and father laughing while I chase Elizabeth and Henry, all our laughter mixing into one."

"You had a brother?"

"Yes, he died at sixteen. My sister Elizabeth became more shy, while mother trained me in running our farm," They lock eyes, "Stefan was best friends with Henry, and while everyone kept going, Stefan and I grieved together like siblings, forming a bond through it."

"I live with my aunt because my parents drowned when our car fell off a bridge into a lake. Ever since then, I take care of my brother, Jeremy," Elena shares, "So, I understand, and I'm truly sorry for your pain and losing them."

"Thank you, and I'm sorry for yours," Gwen Swallows the lump in her throat.

Elena's kindness reminds Gwen of Elizabeth. Elena is just another person you are passing by, don't get attached. Gwen's plan is simple but gets harder the longer it takes.

Elena breaks the silence, "How come you're magic is different from witches?"

"Basically back in the dark ages, when really powerful witches died for a moment or a day, their Magic latched onto the dead. Changing, become darker. Some say it's angry spirits that fuel our magic.  Anyway, as time went on, it started passing on from one generation to the next through blood relatives. You still get witches turning into Necromancers but it's rare, no one is sure why."

"Interesting, well I better get home and pack. Alaric and I are going to Duke University."

"No Stefan?"

"He's helping Caroline transition." Elena takes one step away before turning back to Gwen, "Thank you for defending my friend, a stranger to you." Elena leaves her drowning in emotions as she heads back to the hotel.

Quickly grabbing her family's journal and lock up, Gwen finds the ingredients she needs in a small local store for witchcraft. In her car, Gwen prepares her potion in a half filled water bottle, While chanting, the clear liquid turns purple.

Whispering, "Here goes nothing."

Gwen chugs the sour liquid. Her visions becomes spotty, followed by a sense of complete ease washing over her. Minutes pass before something invisible tugs on Gwen. Starting her car, Gwen follows the direction it tugs to as a faint purple line appears.

It goes a good distance outside of town to a dirt road, trees arching above on both sides. In the back of her mind, Gwen knows where it's leading. Her suspicions are confirmed as Gwen pulls up to a large white decaying house.

Getting out, she walks up the wrap around porch steps. Her fingers carefully touching the black burned wood. Eyes look past the empty doorways to the pig pits and chicken coops overrun with trees and other wildlife.

Off to the side is a pile of wood that used to be a large barn. The purple line goes beyond the rotted backyard fence, but Gwen doesn't care. Not moving as the spell and line all disappear, a thousand memories taking precedence.

Teasing her siblings in this yard, planting flowers, Gwen's mother helping father care for the animals, and trying to run beyond the back fence with Damon.

She thought coming anywhere near here would hurt. Instead, a sense of belonging, warmth and safety finds her. For the longest time, Gwen wanted to be free of here. Now she would run back in a heartbeat. A strange laugh escapes her lips from the absurdity of it all.

The laugh dies as pain erupts in Gwen's left leg. Her hands find warm blood flowing out of a penny sized hole.

In shock, Gwen ignores the footsteps getting closer until a boot collides with her chest, sending Gwen falling onto her back. A man with wild black hair, goatee and dark eyes full of hate looms down at her.

A gun digs into Gwen's chest, "It has to stay hidden."

Heart pounding in her ears, Gwen slaps her hand on his ankle. Slamming her magic into him and sending him flying into the surrounding trees with a crash. Adrenaline numbs Gwen's leg, guiding her actions and thoughts. Gwen runs through the house towards the rotten fence.

She hears the gunshot before her lips part in a scream of agony. Pain ripping across her shoulder and right side. Her feet catch on a tree root, sending Gwen head first to the ground.

Gritting her teeth and feeling determined, Gwen crawls. She makes it inches away from the fence, only for a hand to grab her hair, forcing Gwen to her knees. Losing adrenaline, Gwen quickly wraps a hand around his wrist. Cursing him with his worst memory, only for it to slam back at her, heat driving into Gwen's body.

His eyes look livid, "Spawn of evil!"

His free hand makes contact with her cheek. Everything blurs as dark eyes morph to emerald green, black hair to red and goatee disappearing, father.

A flicker, and Gwen is back before the strange man. "Your death is a warning to all."

But it's her father's voice she hears repeating, they died because of you. Another flicker, mother, and Beth are before Gwen, throats bleeding from two holes.

Father lights a match, "I'm your Daughter!" another flicker and father is being consumed by flames. "No! You have to run....please" salty tears fall trickles down Gwen's cheek.

Another flicker, thick large hands are squeezing her neck, cutting off her air. Gwen's hands claw at them while dark eyes morph to emerald green. Reality keeps shifting, until she can no longer tell what is real and what is a memory. Her lungs scream in pain and need as black dots cloud her vision.

Gwen stops fighting, letting her hands fall, accepting the end. Out of nowhere, a blurry figure snaps the strange man's neck. Gwen breathes in deep as air rush into her hungry lungs.

Damon's concern face hovers over hers, "Gwen," his voice a distant whisper. Gwen groans, "shh, you're going to be okay." Damon quickly bites into his wrist, pressing it over her lips, "Drink."

Gwen almost gags at the metallic taste on her tongue, and is glad when Damon takes his wrist away.

"Thanks," speaking immediately earns Gwen a coughing fit.

His strong arms left her bridal style, "Next time you want me to hold you, just ask," That's when she hears them, mother, father, Henry and Elizabeth calling her. Fading reality until all she sees is them waiting, arms open. "Hey, keep those eyes open… Gwen!"

It's useless, her eyelids shut, sending Gwen into haunting dreams. Gwen is lost in a large maze of trees, voices taunting her.

Every time she finds someone, they vanish laughing. Her lips part, trying to speak, but nothing comes out. Tears flow as Stefan and Elena call her name, Gwen can't find them.

For a moment, Damon's voice is all she hears. He flickers before Gwen and is quickly swallowed by fog. Gwen drops to her knees, releasing a silent scream of frustration.

Men and women surround her. Their medieval clothing caked with dry blood, a rough diamond hole in the middle of their chest.

They flicker in and out as Damon's voice echoes, "Gwen," She stands and pushes the figures apart with her hands. "Come back to me," Gwen finds Damon by a tree, his hand out for her to take, "Come back to me."

Words that echo in Gwen's mind as she takes his hand, her eyes snapping open.