Scapegoat

"Okay, everyone let's just calm down", Fife tried to calm everyone down. 

"calm down? How are we supposed to calm down? He just murdered her", Elena screeched. 

"She isn't dead", 

"how can you be so sure?"

Fife bent down to check her pulse, "she is still alive". He drew out a handkerchief from his pocket. 

"here, wipe your mouth with it", he handed it to Alistair. 

Alistair retracted his fangs and wiped his mouth with it, he stared at Theodore, he wanted to see Theodore's reaction. He was scared to know how he would react. 

Theodore shook free from his shock, "you knew he was the vampire?", he asked Fife accusingly. 

Fife lowered his head in an abashed manner, "yes, I did". 

He turned to Alistair, "you knew what I was really doing at the palace, didn't you?"

"yes, I did". 

"wow, you all really took me for a fool right?"

"Theodore, we didn't mean to", Fife tried to placate him.