The latest Vampire Diaries was a bit of a let-down after the excitement of the last few episodes. More exposition and less of everything else, but a thrilling game of Pictionary broke up the trip down memory lane. Ooooh. Fun.
Stefan dreams about Virginia, circa 1864, but both Elena and Katherine are there. I Confusing. (Though I love the flashbacks. The dresses are just gorgeous, though the dancing looks a bit silly). Then time shifts ahead and he’s at the local hangout watching Elena and Damon get cozy over a game of pool. THEN, he wakes up with Elena Katherine sleeping beside him. That gal is sneaky. She just can’t let go of poor Stefan.
Meanwhile, the Lockwood boys Mason and Tyler have a heated discussion. Tyler wants to know if he’ll turn into a werewolf, but Mason assures him that he won’t because Tyler won’t do what is necessary to initiate the curse. Tyler demands to know what it would take, but Mason won’t budge. He does, however, want a mysterious moonstone.
The next time we see Stefan and Katherine, she’s reading his diary and trying to worm her way back into his heart. He pulls her close and says, “What is it about you that makes me still care?” Then, he stabs her and chains her up in the basement. Kinky.
The two spar verbally for a bit, with Katherine telling Stefan that he loved her and it wasn’t from her Compel abilities. She ends up telling him about how she and George Lockwood—Tyler and Mason’s wolfy ancestor—knew each other’s secrets and conspired to burn all the vampires in the church. Katherine wanted to fake her death and didn’t bat a pretty eyelash at the thought of torching her friends.
While Stefan and Katherine share quality time in the basement, Jenna is hosting a barbecue in honor of Mason’s return to Mystic Falls. Alaric invited Damon, and the two try to find out more information about Mason. This is where Pictionary comes in, and Damon’s drawing is Dances with Wolves. Ha ha. Subtle. Mason isn’t stupid and tells Damon to cut it out and that they’re not enemies. I thought it was a really nice gesture. He seemed sincere, but Damon didn’t buy it. After all, Mason tried to kill Stefan, though he explains that it was because he hadn’t been able to chain himself up in time.
Not nearly as bad as snapping the neck of a human when you didn’t know he was wearing the super powerful Immortality Ring. Nope. Small potatoes compared to that. (Wasn’t there an X-files episode called “Small Potatoes?” I know, random, but it just popped in my head).
So, Damon stabs Mason with the silver knife stolen from Jenna’s drawer, but it does nothing other than officially make the two enemies. Smart move, Damon. Why is he always pissing everyone off? The guy just cannot make and keep friends.
Then, we discover something very shocking. Vervain, the kryptonite of the vampires, is no match against Katherine. She had the ability to leave the basement anytime she wished. Why? Because she’s spent the last 145 years building up an immunity to iocaine powder! Never mess with a Sicilian when death is on the line! Oh, wait. Got off course a bit. Back to vervain. She’s built up a resistance to vervain. Convenient.
Elena doesn’t do much in this episode other than worry about Stefan not showing up for the BBQ. Caroline offers to drive her over to his house, but she’s Katherine’s pawn and prevents Elena from arriving before Katherine “escapes” from her bonds. Katherine tells Stefan to stop seeing Elena, or her family will die as she watches. And then Elena will die as Stefan watches.
All of this is enough for the two lovebirds to publicly argue where Caroline is sure to hear. They want Katherine to think that they have had a fight and are no longer together. And Katherine? She stares up at the moon and remembers her love for Stefan. And how she is the one who gave the mysterious moonstone to George Lockwood in exchange for his help.
I can only assume that the moonstone will somehow break the werewolf curse, which, by the way, affects Lockwoods when they take a human life.
Makes you wonder who Mason killed. And why.
And the saga continues . . .