Bonnie's widened in shock, "What?"

"And why would you think that?" Caroline questioned, clearly not believing him.

"Maybe because he chained us to chairs and shoved hot pokers into our chests," Mallory explained to them with an attitude, "Let's just say I'm having déjà vu," She paused, turning to Bonnie, "And I'll tell you right now, that's the last thing I want to experience right now."

Caroline turned her head to look over at Bonnie, "I thought you said that ghosts couldn't physically interact with people."

"They can't," Bonnie replied without hesitation but both Salvatore siblings were not having it.

"Yeah, well, we don't have time for a vengeful Lockwood right now," Damon complained to them, "When Mal and I partner up to kill someone, they're supposed to stay dead. Whatever you screwed up, fix it." He demanded, just before driving away fast with Mallory sitting in the passenger's seat, oddly feeling a bit car sick if that was even possible for a vampire.

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When looking everywhere for their usual partner in crime, Mallory and Damon finally found Alaric at the Mystic Grill and immediately walked up to him. Once seeing that was Damon approaching him, Alaric became clearly annoyed with the eldest Salvatore brother's presence, "You know, I've had enough vampires today, thanks." He complained.

"Oh, come on. Have a drink with me," Damon tried to convince him, "We've got trouble."

"No, you and Mallory got trouble," Alaric retorted with an attitude, "See, the three of us are not a team. You tried to kill me, Damon. All right? We're not friends. I don't like you anymore."

"Ah! But remember back when you liked me and we conspired to kill Uncle werewolf Mason Lockwood?" Damon asked in a mocking tone.

Alaric gave both Mallory and Damon a confused look, "Yeah, and?" He questioned them, confused as to why he was bringing it up.

"Well, we have an inkling that he's still a bit pissed," Mallory informed him.

Just a few moments later, Damon, Alaric, and Mallory sat at the bar together, the bartenders being compelled by Damon to let Mallory sit there even though she was underage, just as he always did.

Damon was sitting in the middle of Mallory and Alaric as they were all given a glass of bourbon by the bartender. Just as Mallory was about a lift the glass up and place it to her lips, the glass was snatched from her hands. Mallory didn't have to turn her head to see who it was. It was Mason Lockwood.

"This is going to be eventful," She muttered to herself, causing both Damon and Alaric to turn to her, about to ask what she meant.

Damon's eyes widened in shock at the sight of Mason while Alaric frowned in concern, "Mason!" He exclaimed in a hushed tone.

"God, I miss whiskey," Mason commented, getting a whiff of the bourbon before downing the whole glass of alcohol in one sip.

Once consuming it, he placed the glass down on the counter, still holding onto it. Before Mallory could react, Mason had lifted up the glass in his hand and smashed it against Mallory's forehead, causing Mallory to yell out in pain as small pieces of glass got stuck in her forehead, "Ow!" She complained before sighing out, beginning to take the shards of glass out of her forehead, "I deserved that. Definitely deserved that."

Damon turned to Alaric after watching the scene occur, "Told ya." He told him in a calm tone.

Meanwhile later, Damon was checking his phone after getting a text about Elena's necklace, "I am never going to hear the end of that damn necklace." He commented quietly.

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