章 129: 9. Thank You For The Music.
I knew I had tried to force Damon to forget the bank vaults, and I had no idea if it had worked. I'd got a fuck of a lot done in that six months, and I was quite pleased with myself. I'd got to know a lot of fleas and got good people for a lot of different projects. But my doubts lingered and every time I was upset, there was this smell of fear, no matter in what base I was. I guess my rage had evolved, and I was in such a snappish mood, not calm and friendly but irritable and angry, almost. Can't really blame them.
I hadn't been many to the gigs myself. I'd just mostly been at the base and had been talking, planning, and brainstorming. Magnum was another good guy, and he had then kept going on and on but not quite with the same enthusiasm as before the metalling because he had Higgins, and he knew what a treasure it was. He had not said anything about my rage, nor he had tried to get me to calm down, but I got a lot done and it was the main thing. I was happy for Magnum; he was truly in love with Higgins.
It was good to see that they were doing well. I was thinking of going back to the Arizona house when I could get this one more cluster done. I had removed the protection from my mind a month after I had left. My vortex was worse, if possible. I had not slept at all for a whole six months, and my vampire side was all over the place, not to talk about my rage. I was once again, too restless to sleep and work had been a wonderful distraction for me. We had toured America, got a lot of bad guys down, and done harm to Damien's and Sark's plan wherever we could.
Then, a velvet-voiced husband spoke in my mind. He seemed a little upset.
He said, "I found your little compulsion about those bank vaults. It seems we have a lot to discuss. Come on, Mimi, if you dare, come on over here to Kansas Castle. Let's go through the bank vaults."
I was not scared. I was right now in such a mood that fear was not part of the plan. He could do me whatever he wanted. I teleported into Kansas Castle a day later and was very pleased with how well I had now gotten the job done. It would be some time before I would need to get involved. I went downstairs to the kitchen when everyone was there.
I had my short blonde hair ponytail, my blue faded jeans, high-heeled boots, and my worn-out tee shirt, plus my pink denim jacket. It was good. I walked into the kitchen and just went to my place. Not said a word. I needed to have some strong blood, but I had here my stash. I kept my bloodlust under control, as well as my rage. It was simmering quite under the surface, so I was planning to hit the gym. It would help. Charles was looking at me quite intently. I just smiled at him.
All three Damons were looking at me quite hard.
I sat down, and number one said, "We are already planning our wedding, baby. That's going to happen. And then you get an education on what happens when you make me forget something. But first things first, we're going to eat and go to the bank vault here in Kansas. Let's see what's in there. Now, Mimi, you don't go to work right away. You do nothing by yourself, I can tell you that."
I ate what I wanted as three Damons were focused on making sure Mariella was well fed. I did not care. If they tried to make me jealous, not gonna happen as my need for sex had gone down when I had used my lust for other activities. Like murdering. It is good to do sniping and use your lust for that.
What came to his threat, I was not worried. I wondered if he was going to tie me down, too. I've been there. There's nothing new about it. I had been through hell and back in Bran's hands, so be my guest. I finished my meal, and everything was ready. Charles looked at me a long time, and then he went to speak to Adam, not sure about what.
Charles said to Adam, "She has a severe case of MDNS again and I am not sure what Salvatore is planning but that creature, she craves for blood, I can sense it. Her rage is right under the surface and she might need special treatment, that unloading. But we need to see what that damn Salvatore had in his mind for her. I will see if I can get him to postpone that punishment for a few weeks and I could get that creature to sleep properly. She has not been sleeping in ages, not in six months, and then in Atlanta, not sure if that sleep after cleaning had helped her at all."
Adam grunted. He had noticed the same but so far, they just had to see what Salvatore had in his mind, before starting to draw a plan to help Mimi.
We teleported to the front of the bank, and I went inside. Three salvatores were all in very strict moods and I did not need any flanks, so I controlled myself, knowing that I would get a bag or two from my stash when we would return and then hit the gym. Mariella walked beside me, started talking to the bank manager, and showed him the damn custody agreement. It was cleared fast and efficiently after Damon showed his documents, too. We then went after the manager to the vaults with the entire pack. He opened one of the doors, and I took the key and opened the door.
I went in. The vault was big. The vault was lined with shelves and those shelves were filled to the brim. There were briefcases on the floor and, a few big boxes as well. A few tables were filled as well. In this one vault, there was an amazing amount of stuff. pretty random stuff as well. There was money, statues, and paintings. Some of them weren't so expensive and I was wondering why Reddington had gotten them.
I looked at one painting. It was some random artist, and it was an okay picture. One of those that you put in the wall with no worries anyone would steal it, but it still would place more homely. I looked at that painting closely, trying to rack my brain about why, and then in the painting, I saw a little black man. I found the reason.
"Damon, come here. Here's Damien's link," I said.
I got all three of them and Mariella to look at it. Mariella shivered and number two wrapped himself around her, murmuring to her ear calming manner. They destroyed the link. I continued my research and found more links. Now these paintings could be used somewhere, and they had no monetary value. Mariella seemed to talking with Damon about what goes to our museum, and how great a place it will be. Damon said that once he would get fleas to someone else at some point, then my gig stuff would be put in that museum as well.
To my surprise, I did not get upset about letting go of the fleas. Maybe it was because of that case and fear. Maybe it was starting to get time for me to give the reins to someone else. But who? I just had no one but myself, so I had to go on. I started it. It was my responsibility. No matter fear or stupid humans.
Those links were somehow awful, and I could feel the evilness in them. It did not make me shiver, but it brought my rage more out as well as my vampire side. Those little black men. All of them were destroyed, and then I found a letter from Reddington to me. I opened it and read.
"Dear Mimi. You know what has happened to me since you got this far? I have known about Damien all along, as you know, and have tried to help you by putting together in these vaults anything he may have hidden, a backup plan, or something he wants. I made Murdock kill me. I was sick, and you couldn't have cured me. But destroy every link you can and then enjoy these treasures. You were always to me like a daughter, so I bestow upon you everything that I can to aid you."
His handwriting was elegant, old-fashioned, not as flourish as Damon's was but beautiful still. I read on, missing him. I could almost hear his voice.
"There are others out there after Damien. I have found a few other possible helpers, but I wasn't sure of their motives or intentions. That's up to you to decide. The other vaults have collected everything you might need and find useful, and I have instructed my staff to bring everything into the vaults. You have a destiny, far greater than you can ever imagine, and even though I have read a lot about you. I also know that you may not know about your future, so I have destroyed every prophecy that I have about you. Just to keep you safe. There are forces of evil, always looking for you and as you are immortal, and live forever, your destiny, and maybe your true happiness, lies within several millennia yet. Don't give up on love. You are most of a creature of love. Farewell, with love, Reddington."
I showed the letter to Damon, who read it and handed it to Mariella. She folded it and put it into her purse. Not sure what she was going to do with that. I would have kept it, as a memento about Reddington, but I would not start asking questions. They started destroying the links even harder.
I saw rings on one table and realized those were the rings Damien was looking for. I had gotten intimately familiar with them during those six months as I had tried to find them, too. So again his backup plans and Reddington had looted them as much as possible. I said number two about those rings. Mariella came over to examine the rings and stopped at a few necklaces.
She seemed to talk to the jewels in her mind, picked up three of them, and went over to Damon. She looked a little curious; she had a very animated face and I could read from her expression so many emotions, from curiosity to friendliness and then she almost tried to calm someone down.
Mariella said to Damon, "Honey, I have an idea. This jewelry has a Sark, but a good version. Don't want to torture. I can sense it. I want to keep him around when it might be useful. And then we have Katrine, again an acceptable version, who doesn't want to destroy you because this version doesn't love you. She wants to live and learn about this world. Mimi has one of her own, too. Elena. The kind, innocent Elena before when you guys got married, and this one wants Stefan, not you, Mimi, a pleasant companion. "
Damon looked for a moment and said, "Fine, keep your jewelry, but remember, don't let them tell too many good ideas about me. I don't need fans."
Mariella laughed and started walking towards me. She came up to me and said, "Here's a partner for you, Mimi. This necklace is a version of Elena. That's right, The Elena, but this is an innocent, harmless young girl who is just a chatterbox for you. You'll have a chatting partner, and you can share dates with men. I have a Katherine and a nice Sark, that's right. Here's my jewelSark. Someday, I might even get a body for him. "
Fine, then. Mariella gave me a piece of jewelry and I put it around my neck. It was a necklace, a pendant with yellow stone.
I felt someone there, and a voice in my mind said, "Hello, I am Elena Gilbert. Don't worry, I'm not taking Damon, none of those. I liked Stefan, but then again, he was kind of tense. I am not sure if I want him either. "
I greeted Elena and continued to search the vault. I had found several more pieces of jewelry and number two was following me as he was the one who got rid of those Damiens. He asked little where I had gotten information about these rings and pendants. He just acted.
We finally got through the vault and changed it to the names of the pack. All my vaults were changed to pack names. I had told Elena what I was doing to Damon and had become a fan. This Elena didn't want Damon. She seemed to be my biggest fan when it came to doing stuff to Damon. She called Mariella a cow. She was not as sweet as she had led Mariella on, and she had her own opinions as well.
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