The Gilbert Twins

Chapter Eighteen: History Repeating Part I

"Caroline, have you even talked to Bonnie?" Elena asked as she, Holly, and Caroline walked on campus on a bright, early Monday morning, the week following Lexi's death. The blond had avoided speaking to Bonnie for an entire weekend.

"Nope," Caroline said as they entered the building. "And I'm not going to until she gives me my crystal back."

Holly held back a chuckle. "You two are fighting over a stupid crystal?"

Caroline glared at her. "I gave it to her and I asked politely for her to give it back, but she refuses." She sighed. "I need someone on my side, Holly." She brighten when she saw Matt. "See you guys later."

Holly watched as Caroline walked happily towards Matt. "Doesn't it bother you, her going after you ex-boyfriend?"

Elena shrugged. "I'm over Matt."

"Well, how about Stefan?" Holly asked as they entered the hallway. "Have you've talked to him?"

Elena shook her head. "He's been ignoring me, I don't like it." Both of the girls paused when they saw a strange new man writing on the chalkboard. "Hello."

"Hello." He smiled. "Welcome, I'm Alaric Saltzman. I'm your new history teacher."

"I had the craziest dream the other night about Emily," Bonnie whispered the name as she put her stuff in her locker before the lunch bell rang. "Look, I know I sound completely insensitive, but is this normal?"

Holly shrugged. "What do you mean?"

Bonnie hesitated. "Well, I know you often had those strange dreams and visions. Do they happen often?"

She squirmed. "No, not really. They haven't been happening lately, but every time they do they just creep me out. Your grams say that I'm 'lucky' because the spirits are connecting through me and sending me messages. But ghost Emily seems a little farfetched."

"We're witches Holly, believe me nothing seems farfetched." Bonnie looked down at her chest. The necklace was dangling from it. "And all of this started when I started wearing this stupid necklace."

"Then get rid of it." Holly closed her locker. "At least you can get rid of the problem, mine just keeps popping in my heads like a creepy Pop goes the Weasel." She saw Elena approached them, she was frowning. "Hey, what's wrong?"

Elena sighed and simply said. "Stefan is leaving town. For good."

"Oh, no," Bonnie grumbled after school as she and Holly walked towards the parking lot. Bonnie had been planning on giving Holly a ride to work, when she saw Damon leaning over her blue car. "Not him. I hate him."

"Well, that makes two of us." Holly grumbled. She hadn't seen Damon since he had killed Lexi and she wasn't planning on speaking to him ever again.

"What did he do to you?"

"It's a very long and complicated story. Believe me, you don't want to know."

Damon approached them with his usual smirk. "Ladies." He turned to Bonnie, his blue eyes landing on her necklace. "Do you feel like giving me that necklace now? Or do you actually enjoy Emily haunting you from beyond the grave."

Bonnie flinched.

Holly turned to Damon. "How do you know about that?"

Damon smirked at her. "So talking to me again, huh? You women, so fickle."

Holly rolled her eyes. "Cut it out, Damon this isn't funny. What do you know about Emily?"

"All I know is that Holly, you don't need to get that cute little nose where it doesn't belong," he opened the car door and they both got in. "So next time that Emily come out and play tell her that a deal is a deal."

Damon waved at them cheerfully as Bonnie exited the school parking lot at rapid speed.

"That was creepy." Holly rested her back against the seat. "And Bonnie you're going like ten miles over the speed limit, I really don't want to give Damon the satisfaction of dying."

"Creepy?" Bonnie said as she lowered the speed. "More like psychotic, he came out of nowhere."

"Do you want to stay at my place tonight?" Holly offered. "After I'm done with my shift I can call Caroline, and Elena will be there too. We'll have a girls' day. We need a break from all things supernatural."

"Deal." She stopped the car.

"Wait?" Holly frowned. "Where are you going?"

Bonnie took the necklace from around her neck and threw it towards the fields. "To get rid of this thing." She relaxed. "Everything started because of that stupid necklace, now no one has to be fighting over it."

"I don't know." Holly replied. "Some of the things we avoid always seem to come down to haunts us."

Elena exited her house where Stefan was waiting for her on the porch. "Thanks for waiting." She sighed. "Damon threatened Bonnie over a necklace, Holly just called. Apparently, the necklace belonged to one of Bonnie's ancestors that lived here during the civil war era, Emma or-"

"Emily." Stefan corrected. "I knew her, she was Katherine's handmaiden as well as a witch."

"What does Damon want with it?"

"I don't know." Stefan admitted. "But I'm going to find out."

"Will he tell you?"

"I'll get him to tell me."

"Holly, table 8 needs to have their order taken," Jeff, the manager said pointing to a couple that just walked it. Holly pushed her dark, wavy hair behind her ear and pulled out a pen and paper. "Got it."

The couple that was sitting was Mr. and Mrs. Fields. The Gilberts next door neighbors. "Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Fields, may I take your order?"

Mrs. Fields smiled. "Why aren't you sweet, dear? I'll have the stuffed shrimp with the side salad, I'm in the mood for seafood-"

Mrs. Fields' voice trailed off, Holly raised her head and saw that she the Grill had disappeared and instead she was in the woods, surrounded by fog. A white house could been seen in the distance. Holly felt a chill go down her spine. "Hello?" nobody answered. "Ghosts! Spirits, hello."

Holly frowned when she saw the figure of a young woman with a long dress. "Are you Emily?"

Emily didn't confirm nor deny the answer. She looked straight at Holly. "I can't let them out. The tomb cannot be open."

"What tomb? What are you talking about?"

Emily didn't clarified. "To save her, I had to save them. Do not open the tomb."

"Her? Who are you-"

"Holly, Holly?" Mr. Fields frowned. "Are you ok, honey? You looked pale."

"I'm fine." She forced a smile. "I'll get your drinks right away."

She hurried towards the kitchen and pulled out her cell phone. Bonnie's call went straight to voicemail. "Bonnie? It's me. I need to talk to you. It's about Emily."