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good news and bad news
"GOOD NEWS IS, I FOUND PEARL,"
"Oh, thank god–"
"Bad news is, she's dead. She's been staked, along with a few others I assume are tomb vampires."
"Goddammit," Athena mutters, earning an alarmed look from Stefan. Turning her head to translate, she huffs. "Pearl is dead."
Stefan sighs, running a hand through his hair stressfully as Athena turns her attention back to her conversation with Damon. "Do you think it was John?"
"I'm sure it was, once he found out she gave the device to me. But I'm not going to play any games with him until I know what it does. God knows what lengths Jonathan Gilbert went to expose vampires back then– hey, are we sure that we're not okay with letting Isobel and the tomb vampires go on a killing spree?"
"You know, it doesn't seem that bad," Athena contemplates the thought again, shrugging her shoulders as Stefan gives her a flat glare that makes her bite her tongue.
"No killing spree," The vampire gives her a slightly scolding look and she sighs, rolling her eyes petulantly.
Athena groans, stuffing her free hand in her pocket as Stefan walks up the steps to the dilapidated house. "No killing spree, Damon. What's Elena doing?"
Damon hums disappointedly, shuffling on the other line as he steps over the pile of dead vampires. "Meeting Isobel at the Grill, Alaric's supervising like the responsible step-father he is."
Athena shivers exaggeratedly at Damon's taunting, her face scrunching up in disgust. "That has somehow made me hate him even more." She lifts her gaze as Stefan comes back out of the third foreclosed house they'd ransacked looking for the tomb vampires. "Hey, babe, wanna make a detour for lunch?"
Stefan furrows his brows, eyeing her questioningly. "Are you hungry?"
"Hungry to torture Elena Gilbert? Always," Athena smirks, earning a fond eye roll from her boyfriend that makes her eyes shine. "And I'm curious to meet Isobel, too."
Damon calls out his dislike for her train of thought on the other side of the phone. "Why do you want to meet Isobel?"
"I want to know why Isobel wants the device, and maybe figure out if she's got Katherine hidden somewhere in this god-forsaken town and you can figure out where the hell Isobel is staying and tell her to get her grubby hands away from the damn device."
"Fine," Damon relents, pinching the bridge of his nose exasperatedly. "But take Stefan with you, and try not to cause a scene in public. I can only keep the Sheriff at bay for so long,"
