"Metatron," Sam informed her.

Emma's brows furrowed in confusion, "I don't understand, where is Dean? Are you okay? Why are you talking about a Transformer?"

"Megatron is the Transformer," she heard Dean yell from across the room and into the phone.

"Metatron," Sam sounded annoyed, "is an angel, and he is trying to become God."

"So, what in the hell does he want with me?" Emma asked.

"Exactly what he said, hell fire," Sam guessed.

Stefan walked into the living room looking defeated, he looked curious when he noticed how closely Damon was sitting to Emma.

"I'll call you back later," Emma quickly ended the call and turning her attention to Stefan.

"We're gonna loose her," Stefan said, referring to Elena.

Damon scoffed before he stood up and walking over to his bar, "It's only been a couple of days, give her some time."

Stefan shook his head, "Her humanity is off. She is basically numb to everything that makes her who she is."
Damon held up the bottle and looked at Emma, asking if she wanted a drink, Emma nodded and sighed before running her hands through her hair as her stress began to rise again; the moment of bliss was gone.

"She's a vampire, off switch is one of the biggest perks. If being undead gets you down," Damon snapped his fingers, "voila, vampire Prozac."

Stefan looked at Damon like he was crazy, "She burned down her house with her brother's dead body still inside."

Damon shrugged, "Saves us the trouble of having to do it ourselves, I call that a win."

Emma rolled her eyes at Damon as he handed her a glass.

"Sheriff Forbes is pissed," Emma informed them, "the town is going nuts right now, an unexplained house fire is the last thing they needed."

"Liz will get over it," Damon rolled his eyes back at Emma, "worst case scenario, I'll invoke the sire bond, get her to turn it back on."

"No, her brother just died," Stefan's brow furrowed, "if you force all that grief on her at once, it's going to overwhelm her. We need to give her a reason to want to turn it on."

"Fine, we'll show her a good time," Damon gave them his idea, Stefan looked at him like he had lost his mind, "I know it's controversial Stefan, but people actually like to have fun."

"You really think that's gonna work?" Stefan crossed his arms.

"Damon, we can't let her kill anyone, it's gonna attract other hunters," Emma had crossed her arms now too, "I'll stake her myself if I have to."

"I'll keep her under control," Damon assured them.

"I'm sure you will," Stefan glared at his brother.

Emma had never doubted Damon's ability before, but something felt different this time, "Are we even sure the sire bond still works?"

"Why wouldn't we be?" Damon raised his eyebrow.

"I need to find the text, but I remember reading something about it," Emma stood up and grabbed her bag, "I'm heading out, I'll call you if I find that book."

"You don't have to leave," Damon looked at Emma as if that should have been obvious, "there are a ton of rooms here."

Stefan excused himself from the room, muttering a quick 'bye' to Emma.

Emma nodded, "All of my stuff is at Matt's."

"And?"

"And I'm not moving it right now," Emma ran her hands through her hair before turning back to the front door, "I'll see you later."

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