The Vampire Diaries

Previously on The Vampire Diaries...

- You just killed your whole family? - Who names a kid Malachi?

Like they expected me to be evil.

I linked Elena's life to yours, and the rule is,

as long as you're alive, Elena will remain asleep.

- You're gonna be human. -

Enzo!

Surely you've heard of the legend of Arcadius.

You know him by another name... the devil.

Cade. How are you here? The bellbeang 11 times.

Enough for me to pay a visit.

I just came home to change before I go to Bonnie's.

Spent the last hour trying

to figure out what I was gonna say to her.

If I can't figure out a way to forgive myself,

I can't expect her to.

Bonnie's a much better person than you or me.

What is this?

A relic of Cade's creation that is the means to destroy him?

Now that has a certain poetry to it.

I say we make a plan to kill the devil.

Yeah, sorry to interrupt, but what if I told you

I had a better idea?

_

Dad, get up!

Come on, Dad, do something, please.

Nine. This thing's heating up.

Ten.

Dad, come on!

11.

- -

Hey.

- Where am I? - Mystic Falls.

- The Grill. -

Oh, my God.

Is it too late to order food?

Beer, burger. Two burgers. No.

No. Two beers, three burgers. Are the fries here good?

I remember them being a little soggy.

Oh, and a hot dog! A hot dog.

Is that... is that crazy?

Whatever. I'll do it. Dog me.

It's my special day, I am here,

and here is not hell, and that means that I

am alive, so... thank you.

Yeah. Good.

It doesn't taste like anything.

Why... can't I taste anything?

Come on, come on. Come on, come on, come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on. Okay.

I can't feel anything.

I'm not here. I'm not alive.

Okay, here's that beer.

Motus.

Well...

at least I felt that.

Is that weird or what?

: I mean, I can still touch stuff.

I'm not a ghost.

More like a psychic imprint.

Stuck between dimensions thanks to hell's bell.

One foot on Earth, the other in Cade's nightmare world of hurt.

On the run, off the grid.

A renegade relying only on his wits.

A renegade. That's funny.

I can still do magic if I siphon myself,

but even then, it takes concentration.

It's like having cell reception

- on Mars. -

- You murdered my wife. - Aah. Fiancée.

It was mid-ceremony as I remember.

But, yes, yes, yes, huge...

huge mistake.

I see that now.

I do.

Motus.

Okay. Are you having a hard time concentrating?

No.

Ric, hey.

I have some questions.

Starting with...

how the hell are you here?

Why don't you tell me?

You guys rang some giant bell,

and suddenly, I could see Mystic Falls, so I went for it.

And here I am... sort of.

Please don't tell Cade. You were in hell?

Yeah, you killed me. I think I'm on the wait list

for heaven, but they're not returning my calls.

You said you had a better idea than killing Cade with this dagger.

Find a way to get me out of hell, all the way,

and then I'll help you kill Cade.

I think we can manage without you.

What if I brought back Elena?

Let's hear him out, Ric.

The kid's a sociopath.

- You're gonna get us all killed. - Not necessarily.

Then have at it, Damon, and while you're trying to outsmart

the devil, I'm gonna barricade myself in here with

my two girls, who, in case you forgot, Kai tried to murder

- while they were still in utero. - I haven't forgotten, Ric. Look,

when I get out of him what I want,

I will send him back to hell

in pieces, I promise you.

Well, whatever you're gonna do, just do it far away from here.

How about a little faith, huh?

Why don't you save that question

for somebody who's never killed you?

Hey, it's Bonnie. Leave a message.

Hey, it's me.

Just calling to say...

good morning.

I know Stefan was gonna pay you a visit last night,

and judging by the fact he never came home,

it means it either went really well, or...

really... not.

I'd love to hear your voice,

but if you're not ready to talk, I get it.

Whatever you need.

If you need time, space,

gallons of red wine.

I'm here for you.

With or without Stefan.

What can I do for you, Sheriff?

- I need your help. - Really?

Even though I'm part of the darkness

that's ruining Mystic Falls?

I'm sorry I hurt your feelings, okay?

We have bigger problems right now.

I got three calls this morning

from Mystic Falls residents

wanting to report old crimes...

Disappearances, cold cases... All involving Stefan.

One of them even wondered if he was a vampire.

- What? - I've been bringing them

into the station and keeping them

in separate rooms, trying to keep everyone quiet for now.

- How could they know those things? - I don't know.

They said these memories came back a couple days ago.

Oh, my God.

When Stefan turned human,

everybody he ever compelled started to remember.

- - Hello!

Who are you?!

Damn it.

Dorian?

Dorian Williams.

You're gonna call me by my full name.

Let's go.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

Come on.

Okay, Dorian Williams.

You work with Ric. I barely know you.

So why you pointing a gun at me?

'Cause yesterday I woke up,

and started to remember.

Remember what?

The first time mewe me.

It was at the Armory a few months ago.

Like you said, we barely know each other,

so it's probably news to you that I lost my father

and my sister in a house fire

seven years ago.

Never came up.

- I'm sorry. - Don't be.

Because that's not what really happened.

That's the story, the lie, that started to unravel

over these last few days when I remembered...

that you were there.

What are you accusing me of?

My family lived in Knoxville.

I was out at a high school pep rally.

When I came home,

the door was ripped off the hinges,

and you were there.

Soaked in blood.

My dad.

My sister.

Their heads.

You walked right up to me and you looked me in the eye.

I could smell their blood on your breath

when you told me to forget we'd ever met.

To move on with my life.

Next thing I know, I'm in the back of a squad car