Episode 9: “Rendezvous with the Past- Part I”

Previously on the Vampires in my Diaries 

Despite Damon’s reluctance, Stefan and Jeremy agree to strike a deal with Silas but Stefan proposes to meet Elena once, to this Silas readily agrees...

Xoro and Lucy have a disagreement over bringing Bonnie back and giving her a strong and permanent foothold on the living side...

A message has been sent by someone from the other side which says that Qetsiyah is supposed to be escorted by someone from the other side; she isn’t the only visitor who will pay a visit to the side of the living once the veil is lowered...

Now read further: Episode 9: “Rendezvous with the Past- Part I”

“Was the message delivered to the side of the living?” Esther asked Linda.

“Yes, the message said it all that you wanted to say, Esther. I am sure they will make all arrangements for your visit to the other side. But, I do hope you understand what you are doing-”

“Yes, Linda. I know precisely what I am doing-”, Esther replied solemnly.

Silas, Jeremy and Stefan were driving in a car with Silas on the driver’s seat, Stefan on the seat next to him and Jeremy on the back seat.

“Who is it that you wanna talk to on the other side, anyway? Is it your vindictive girlfriend Qetsiyah??” asked Jeremy.

“You will get to know that very soon, hunter. By the way, unlike our times, I must say... the people of this century have no patience at all-”, replied Silas.

“Speaking of patience, Silas... I have been very patient ever since I saw you walk through the door of my house. You see, I have every reason not to help you and to want you dead myself because you tried to kill me by locking me up in that safe and tossing the same in the quarry where I almost starved to death for three months-”, Stefan spoke for the first time.

“I understand why you’re mad at me, Stefan. But, why do you think I am any different from any one of you or you are any different from me?? Let me ask this, had I been lying calcified would you not have tossed me into the quarry and gotten rid of me once and for all? That was the whole reason why you went to the quarry that night. You led me to the quarry, I didn’t lead you, don’t you remember? Now tell me what choice did I have left other than to... well... you know-” Silas left the statement unfinished on purpose. Stefan thought for a while and for the first time, he felt that Silas wasn’t very unlike them. All this time, all Silas had ever wanted was to die at Bonnie’s hands and pass on to find peace.

“Stefan, I am not as evil as history has made me look in the stories that have passed on generations after generations for two thousand years. It was but a story that I guess Qetsiyah made up all by herself so that everyone who hears of me, would hate me. I just loved a girl and by what I could feel right now I could say... I loved Moira as much you love Elena-”

“Grams, how do the dead supernatural beings interact with the living on the other side?” Bonnie asked Sheila.

“They can’t. That’s the whole point of the other side. If the dead species were given a free reign on this side, each one of them would try to interact with the living on the other side... some out of love, some out of boredom, while most others out of vengeance. I’m sure you understand that, child-”

“Yeah, I’m sure they would. But what if someone wishes to relay some very important message from here to the other side? Could it be done in some way?”

“I see what you’re trying to do, Bonnie. There is one way. Often many living witches invoke the dead witches from this side for guidance and help. Some of them even do it on a daily basis. If you want, you could pass the message through one of such visitors. But, you have to be very careful of who you choose as your messenger. Qetsiyah, however, doesn’t appreciate such acts-”, Sheila replied. Just then, Qetsiyah made an appearance from behind them.

“Might I know, what kind of acts do I not appreciate, Sheila? Well... one of them is certainly making unsubstantiated comments about me. But you’re well aware of that, aren’t you?” Qetsiyah spoke in a tone of annoyance.

“I must go, Bonnie-”, saying so, Sheila left immediately.

“Grams, wait.... Grams, I-”, Bonnie called but Sheila never stayed a minute.

“What is it about you that frightens everyone out here?” Bonnie asked Qetsiyah in rage.

“You’ll get to know that eventually. Now, Bonnie, should we continue with the story?”, Qetsiyah said smilingly.

Silas swiftly parked the car outside a house. The three of them- Stefan, Jeremy and Silas got out of the car.

“We’re here-”, said Silas.

“And where is here exactly?”  asked Stefan.

“This is my home. Well not technically, but for now... It’s where Elena is. Come on. I’ll show you how big my house is”, said Silas with a smile as he led them inside his home. Jeremy and Stefan were finding it hard to believe that Silas was actually keeping his end of the deal, no strings attached. They, however, followed Silas into the house without question. Silas opened the door and stepped inside while Jeremy and Stefan waited outside.

“Why did you stop, Stefan? Oh, I’m so sorry. The vampires can’t get inside unless invited in. Well you see, this house isn’t mine as I mentioned earlier and the owner isn’t dead yet so...”, Silas spoke and grinned.

“Silas, enough with your drama, okay? I’m sure you remember that I am not a vampire and I can get past the threshold without any invitation. And don’t forget you need my help. So I am not helping you unless you invite Stefan in”, Jeremy warned. Just then a girl came to the door and stood beside Silas. She was in her late twenties; dark complexion, curled hair and big black eyes. Silas smiled at her to which she smiled back.

“Meet Joanna, the owner of the house. Sweetheart, please invite the guests in-”, Silas said to her humbly.

“Please come in. I hope you have a pleasant stay...”, she said with a smile.

“Well, thanks but... we’re not here to stay”, said Jeremy as Stefan and he stepped inside the house.

“This way, Stefan”, said Silas as he led them to a bedroom in the corner.

Stefan saw Elena lying on the bed. One could notice a fresh bump on her forehead where blood seemed to have clotted internally. He could hear her breathe which proved that she was alive.

“Elena!” Stefan called. He tried to get inside the bedroom but he couldn’t. It was like someone owned that bedroom and that he needed to be invited in.

“What the hell?” Stefan was shocked. Jeremy was infuriated at this act of Silas and he tried barging in but even he couldn’t get past the opened door.

“Why can’t I get inside? What did you do, Silas?” Jeremy asked.

“Oh, I didn’t do anything. Joanna did. Did I fail to mention that Joanna is a witch? Well, you guys wanted to make sure that Elena was okay. She’s right in front of you- a breathing, sleeping beauty. I kept my end of the deal, now it’s your turn, hunter”. Stefan lost his temper and grabbed Silas’ throat. Silas caught hold of both his hands and freed himself with ease.

“Unlike you, Stefan... I take human blood. I am stronger than you can think. You try this again, Elena dies... Now come on, Jeremy. I don’t have all day-”

“Jeremy, you go with him. I’ll stay with Elena-”, Stefan said to Jeremy.

“I’m afraid, I can’t allow that. Ting ting...Visiting hour’s over-”

“Silas, you’re a dick... do you know that? Whom do you want to talk to, anyway?” Jeremy asked Silas.

 “It’s someone I love very much-”, replied Silas.

 “How can I be even sure that you’re not lying? How can I know you’ve not made this up... this whole story of yours?” Bonnie asked Qetsiyah.

“Because I haven’t-”, came the reply.

“Well... while you were gone for that counselling with the elders thing, I was kind of speculating... about your story... like what would have happened next...” said Bonnie. She believed she had figured out the rest of the story.

“So what do you think happened?”

“It’s quite simple. You and Silas together made the cure for Moira. She healed. You fell in love with Silas but he fell for your sister Moira. But you could not bear that... so you killed your own sister out of envy-”, Bonnie’s blatant words shocked Qetsiyah and she couldn’t speak for a few minutes. Her brows constricted and she turned away. Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she slid back to the past.

2000 YEARS AGO

Qetsiyah and Silas were taking a walk in the beautiful gardens of The Palace of Alexandria.

“I am more than grateful for your visit to our city and for your noble assistance in saving my sister’s life. All the people of the city of Alexandria are grateful for your act of benevolence, Prince Silas-”, said Qetsiyah humbly.

“I am more than overwhelmed. But please do not address me as prince. Call me Silas-”, Silas replied with a smile.

“So Ketsiya, were you born in Alexandria?”

“It’s Qetsiyah and not Ketsiya... And yes, I was born here. My mother, however, hails from Babylonia-”

“No wonder why you speak Aramaic so fluently. Your mother must have taught you the dialect?”

“Yes. She and I choose to recite spells in Aramaic. Even our grimoires are put down in Aramaic like our ancestors’. Silas, do you keep a grimoire too?” asked Qetsiyah.

“Yes, I do. Only, I put down my spells in Latin”, he replied smilingly. Qetsiyah kept looking at him. His charming face and captivating smile caught her in some sort of trance, like she had been spell-bound to him by someone anonymous. She had begun falling in love with him and his noble, unselfish heart but she chose to keep her feelings to herself for now. She was so lost in staring at her new-found love, that she couldn’t hear her handmaiden’s repeated humble calls until Silas had to touch her and bring her back from her world of trance.

“Qetsiyah!” said Silas. As he touched her, the trance ended.

“Huuh....”, Qetsiyah gasped as she slid to reality.

“Your...uhh... handmaiden here says that we have been called to the court. I see my mother, Queen Andrea, has finally graced my plea and she has come to visit me here at your palace”, said Silas. There was a shimmer of joy in his eyes as he spoke about his mother.

“I apologise for my absenteeism. Did you say that your mother is here?”

“Yes, she is”, he said with an effortless smile.

“It seems that you love your mother a lot. It shows in your eyes while you speak of her...”, Qetsiyah added.

“I do though I presume, she loves me more...”

Qetsiyah slid back to the present as Bonnie touched her.

“Qetsiyah, Qetsiyah... are you... okay?” Bonnie asked Qetsiyah.

“Huh... yes, absolutely. Just a thing I remembered from the past. So do you want to hear the story or not?” Qetsiyah asked.

“I would but there’s someone here who wants to talk to you...”, Bonnie said, leaving the way for a lady. The woman was dressed in a long silk gown that swept the floor as she walked away from the darkness into the light to show her face. The woman was an exquisite beauty even in her late forties.

“Queen Andrea???” Qetsiyah was stunned. A strange fear gripped her and for the first time she shivered from top to bottom. Bonnie couldn’t understand the cause of Qetsiyah’s apprehension.

“Greetings, Qetsiyah. Well, I am no longer the Queen now. We haven’t seen much of each other for the past two thousand years but I am happy to know that you haven’t forgotten me-” Andrea spoke in her usual tone of authority. 


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