As a Salvatore, you had come to know Elena as well, despite your hatred for humans and everything about them. Ever since they had killed your guys’ mother, you had sworn on everything to never trust them again— but Stefan was sure you’d give up on that eventually.

When you met Jeremy, Elena’s younger brother, something inside you screamed. You were drawn to him, in ways you never wanted to be drawn to a human— but this time it didn’t feel so bad, yet you couldn’t explain why.

When Stefan and Elena became a thing, you were practically over at the Gilbert house every other day, and they were at yours the other. Which meant you and Jeremy saw a lot of each other, and it made that bond a lot stronger— for the both of you, it seemed.

It wasn’t long before you guys became a thing too— but you had always been cautious, especially with Katherine and the Mikaelsons on your back 24/7. You’d never forgive yourself if anything happened to Jeremy, or Elena, which shocked even yourself when you thought about it. Only a year ago, you despised humans— you still did, but these guys seemed to be your only exception.

Things were going well, very well— until the Mikealsons found you. They rained chaos in Mystic Falls, and the moment you found out, your focus was on nothing but getting Jeremy safe— because you knew for a fact that they’d go after him in order to get to you, especially Klaus. It angered you beyond comprehension.

So you and your brothers made a plan. Get as much Vervain as possible, draw them in, and make them suffer.

It sounded simple enough. Right?

Wrong.

Because when you figured out they had Jeremy… you went ballistic.