I suddenly wake up by the sound of thunder and lighting. I ignore it but then I hear crying. I groan. Stefan. I hesitated but then I finally got up from my bed and headed towards his room. I open the room and see 4 year old Stefan crying while sitting on his bed.

"What's wrong, Stefan?" I ask annoyed at him. He looks up to me with a terrified look.

"I'm sorry, Damon. The storm scared me." Stefan said to me. He knew how much I hated being woken up, and he really shouldn't mess with a vampire.

"No it's okay, I was already awake." I say while sitting down next to him on his bed. I wasn't usually a nice person, but I couldn't take Stefan feeling guilty. He came over to me and hugged me, all I could do was comfort him. When he calmed down, I tucked him back into bed.

"Go back to sleep, Stef." I whispered down to him and started leaving.

"Damon, please don't leave!" I hear him yell when I was ready to open the door. I sigh.

"Stef, it's bed time. You need to go back to sleep." I answer while turning to face him. I could see that tears were starting to form under his eyes. I pick him up and rock him so he can fall back asleep.

"I want teddy." Stefan says while pointing to the stuffed bear on his bed. I remember I bought him that at the store and now he wouldn't go anywhere without it. I picked it up and handed it to him.

After a while, I sit down on his bed with now cradling a sleeping Stefan. I brush his hair out of his face. I then start remembering how I got into this mess.

Flashback-1980-Bar

"Why don't we have another drink, brother? It has been years since the last time we've seen each other." I say while holding up a bottle of bourbon. He shakes his head with a smile.

"Sorry, Damon, but I don't feel like getting drunk tonight." He responded back to me. I put the bottle down. I didn't really care, I was just happy to have my brother back.

"Well, I'm going to grab a bite, I assume you wouldn't want to join me?" I ask with a grin. I knew very well of Stefan's ripper form.

"You know very well Damon what will happen if I drink human blood." Stefan answered sternly and started leaving the bar. I followed him out.

"It was just a little test, brother. And congratulations, you pass!" I answer with a smirk. He snickers at me and continues leaving. I continued following him and I was about to ask where he was going when we suddenly see a woman.

"Salvatore Brothers. Reunited once again." The middle-aged woman said with a devilish smile.

"Excuse me, do we know you?" Stefan asked her confused. I had never seen this woman in my life.

"No you don't, but I will say that I was great friends with someone you two knew, Emily Bennett." She aswered. I quickly realized that she was a witch.

"You two would pay for her death." She finally said sternly. I didn't understand but then suddenly there was a lot of wind. I looked over to woman and saw that she was saying words that I didn't understand. Finally there was a bright light and then it went away. I turned to look for Stefan but he wasn't there, instead there was a newborn baby wrapped in a white blanket on the floor. I kneeled down and looked at it, it was definitely Stefan.

"What the hell did you do!" I yelled at the witch. She gave me a devious smile.

"Revenge, but don't worry, I'm nice enough to give you a little tip. There is no way of reversing the spell, not even I could do it so don't bother looking. He'll age humanly, but once he reaches the age of when he was turned, his memories will be regained and he'll become a vampire again. And the rest, well the rest is up to you." She answered with a grin and disappeared.

I looked down at my now newborn baby brother who was sleeping.

"Don't worry, Stef. I'll help you through this, I promise." I whisper down to him.

I suddenly flash back to reality when Stefan stirs around in my arms. I decide to put him back to bed so he'll be more comfortable. He didn't move and just continued sleeping while hugging his teddy bear.

"Goodnight, Stefan." I say and kiss his forehead. I then start heading towards the door, give one final glance to make sure he's okay, and finally leave the room. I go back to my own room and get comfortable in my bed. Just 13 years to go, was my last thought before I finally fell asleep.

Author's Note-This is just another idea that came to mind. This was just supposed to be a one shot but if you guys want, I can make it into a One Shot Series, just please Review or Favorite if you want to see more. Thank You!