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Chapter 4

Stefan POV

The phone rang in my pocket. I picked it up.

"I will kill you." A furious voice yelled.

"Hey Klaus." I said as if it was no big deal.

"Where's my sister." He demanded.

"You want to talk to her?" I asked. I raced down the stairs to the underground cell. I gave the phone to Cecilia.

"Niklaus?" She asked.

No POV.

"Are you okay. Have they hurt you? If they have..."

"I'm okay. They haven't done anything." Cecilia said. This appearantly calmed down her older brother.

"I'll come get you. Soon. I promise." Klaus said.

"Cecy, give the phone back to Stefan." Klaus said.

"He wants to talk to you." Cecilia said, handing the phone to Stefan.

"I told you that she was fine." Stefan said, surprisingly calm.

"Stefan. Let her go, or me and Rebekah will go on a killing spree in mystic falls. You have until midnight." Klaus growled before hanging up. Stefan raced upstairs. He had to talk to Damon. This had gone too far.

"Damon, we've taken this whole hostage thing too far. We have to release her." Stefan was okay with pissing of the Mikaelsons, but when the safety of mystic falls was on the line, he was willing to back down.

"But Stefan, we can still get exactly what we want. We just have to make the trade. We can ask for them to leave town forever or to stop bothering us and Elena." Damon said. Stefan could see his point.

"What do we ask for?" He said.

"What do you want?"

"I want the white oak stakes." Stefan said.

"Let's ask for the white oak stakes." Damon stated.

Klaus POV

My phone rang. I looked at the number. Damon.

"What do you want." I asked.

"We want four white oak stakes." Damon said.

"I don't have any. I burned them. And I will give you and Stefan a slow and painful death if you don't give me back my sister." I said, rage evident in my voice.

"Give us the stakes, and we'll hand over your sister." Damon said. I still had a few stakes in the basement, just in case.

"One white oak stake. Nothing more." I said.

"Two. Come to the boardinghouse and we'll trade." Damon said. I hesitantly agreed. Then I hung up. Elijah stepped into the room.

"Get me two stakes. We'll need them." I said.