AN: Percy Jackson and the Vampire diaries are the property of their respective creators

The story starts after an year of the Second Giant War and during the Eleventh episode of Season 1.

"It's better this way, son." Poseidon mumbled, "You can finally have a chance at life."

Percy was silent as he cradled his father's head in his lap. The two were in the ruins of Mount Olympus, the one's symbol of power destroyed by the hordes of monsters. Poseidon's body was severely wounded, even disfigured at places.

The rest of the Olympians and minor Gods lied in similar positions, their children hovering over them, anxiously.

"Legend has it the Void is a beautiful place. The final destination of an Immortal." Poseidon had a genuine place on his face as he spoke.

"And as all Merciful Gods leave this plane, the vengeful monsters and spirits will have no choice but to follow. Our children can finally live in peace without their lives in constant peril." He continued, coughing a glob of golden ichor.

He caressed Percy's cheek, "Tell your Mother that I truly did love her. You and Sally are and always will be the most beautiful parts of my life."

"But why does it have to be this way?" Percy finally spoke, his voice cracking, "We won the war."

"Yes, you did." Poseidon said, proudly, "But if there is to be true peace, then we have to Ascend from this existence. Leave this plane forever."

"I don't want you to leave." Percy's eyes watered, "I'd thought after all this was over, we could finally be..."

"Be a family." Poseidon finished, a gentle smile on his face, "But I will always be with you Perseus." He placed a hand over his heart "In here."

"You still have your friends." He said before a weak grin covered his face, "I know I've never told you this before but I approve of the daughter of Athena."

Poseidon's form shone brightly as he looked at his son, longing in his voice "Goodbye, my son. I wish you all the happiness in the world.

Percy woke with a gasp, veins in his head throbbing wildly.

The door to his room opened, his step Father walking in.

"You alright there, Perce?" Paul asked, a concerned look on his face.

"I'm fine." Percy said tiredly, "It's just these nightmares I've been having..."

"Do you want me to cancel the flight?" Paul asked, sitting on the edge of his bed, "You don't have to go, you know."

"Yes, I do." Percy shook his head, "I need to do this."

"I would have chosen a high school that was close by but with your academic record..." Paul trailed off with an apologetic look on his face.

"It doesn't matter, Paul." Percy said, shrugging his shoulders, "I have to move on. I can't live in the past any more."

"If that's what you want." Paul got up and clasped a hand around Percy's shoulder, "Are you all packed up?"

At Percy's nod he continued, "I've called up my friend. He'll be at the Airport to pick you up."

As Paul started to leave the room Percy asked, "What was the name of the town again, Paul?"

"Oh..." Paul scrunched his face in thought, "Yeah it was..."

"Mystic Falls."


Percy sighed as he exited the Virginian airport, looking around for his escort, a frown on his face.

"You must be Perseus Jackson." A voice called out from his left as he turned to see a sandy haired man walking towards him.

"Alaric Saltzman." The man smiled, offering his hand to Percy, "Call me Ric."

Percy smiled back, shaking his hand, "Only if you call me Percy."

"Well then, Percy." He picked up one of his bags as he started walking towards the exit, "Let's get going, shall we?"

Percy shouldered his remaining bag, following Alaric to the parking.

Percy whistled as they stopped in front of a mustard colored vintage camero.

"A gift from my late father." Alaric smiled proudly, "Beautiful, ain't she?"

"Yeah." Percy said, awed.

Alaric opened the trunk, putting both bags in it before he shut it with a thud.

"So how far is Mystic Falls?" Percy asked, settling on the shotgun seat.

"About a hundred miles or something." Alaric revved up the engine, taking the car out of the parking.

"So..." Alaric started after a few minutes on the road, "How's Paul?"

"He's good." Percy remarked, "Still teaches English at Goode High School."

Alaric chucked, "He would have balked if someone had told him that when we were in school. Always wanted to be an action hero."

Percy's lips twitched, "What about you? You always wanted to be a teacher?"

"More or less." Alaric shrugged, "I have always been interested in stuff I teach."

"History?" Percy asked, raising his left brow, "Really?"

"Hey, some people do love it." Alaric protested to which Percy just rolled his eyes, "It's an addiction for Geeks."

"I've handled all the legal matters with the school." Alaric said, on a more serious note, "They would be happy to give you a chance to complete your education."

"Thank you, Ric." Percy said, a sincere smile on his face, "For doing all this."

"It's nothing."Alaric shook his head, "Everybody deserves a second chance. And you seem like a nice kid."

With that both fell in comfortable silence, the only sound being the subtle roaring of engine.

"So what type of place is Mystic Falls? " Percy inquired, curiosity in his voice.

"It's a quiet town." Alaric's tone turned wistful. "Somewhat cut from the outside world. The ideal place to start over in your life."

"And what of these 'animal' attacks' ?" Percy asked, leaning back in his seat,"From what I've heard from Paul they are quite frequent, right?"

Alaric's smile turned a bit forced, "I'm fairly new to town myself. But yes, the public opinion is mountain lions and some other carnivores."

"What about you?" Percy said, turning his gaze towards him, "What do you think?"

"I'm currently working on a theory." Alaric allowed, "Just need some proof to determine it."

"Well, let me know once you have. " Percy said, absentmindedly playing with a ball point pen.

"Sure."


"So this is the place?"

Alaric nodded, "The Salvatore Boarding house. The current owner Zach Salvatore is away on a vacation. You won't be alone though." He added, "His two nephews recently moved in. The other teachers tell me the younger brother goes to Mystic High too, so you'll probably share some of your classes with him."

Percy stood beside Alaric as he knocked on the front door. After a moment's silence, he could hear footsteps on the other side, followed by the opening of the door as a blond haired teen walked out with a friendly smile on his face.

"Mr. Saltzman." The boy greeted, "It's a surprise to see you here."

"Stefan, right?" At the adolescent, Stefan's, nod he gestured to Percy, "This is Percy Jackson. Percy, this is Zach's nephew Stefan." At which Stefan nodded, politely.

"Zach didn't tell you?" Alaric asked, puzzled "I told him that he might have a house guest before he left."

"Must have slipped his mind." Stefan said, his smile turning strained."Well no harm done. Come on Percy, I'll get you settled in one of the rooms."

Alaric turned to Percy, "I'll see you tomorrow, then?"

Percy shook his head, "Thanks again for everything."

"As I said, it's no problem." With a last wave, Alaric sauntered to his camero, driving out of sight.

"It's certainly a surprise." Stefan said as they walked inside the house, "It's been a long time since anyone but family lived here."

"Well, there was this another boarding house Ric mentioned...Lockwood's I think." Percy paused, "Though he didn't seem too enthusiastic about it."

Stefan winced, "Richard and Carol Lockwood are tolerable but their son Tyler..."

"Is a jerk?" Percy offered.

"You can say that." Stefan said, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"So where are you from?"

"New York." Percy replied as they trudged deeper into the house.

"Big Apple to Mystic falls." Stefan mused, "Must be a big change for you."

"Not really." Percy shrugged "I've spent a lot of years in this summer camp of mine. I'm not too attached to the bright lights."

Shopping in front of a teal colored door, Stefan opened it, revealing a spacious bedroom with its own bathroom inside.

"Will it suffice?" Stefan queried as they entered the room.

Percy tossed his bags on the crouch at the corner of the room before falling face first on the bed."

"Are you kidding?" Came Percy's muffled reply, "This is great."

Stefan chuckled, "Well then, I would let you get your rest. You must be tired from the long flight."

Just before he closed the door, he added, "My room's just by the other end. Don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."

All he got in response was a loud snore as the occupant of the bed fell asleep.


"Come on Damon. Give the phone to her! God, why do you always have to be such a jerk?"

Percy got up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he got out of his bed and opened the door and saw Stefan standing outside with an annoyed look on his face.

"I'm sorry if I disturbed your sleep." Stefan apologized seeing him awake.

"It was nothing." Percy said, waving him off.

"You want something to eat?" Stefan questioned, "I can cook up something for you if you'd like."

"You cook?" Percy said, surprised.

"I'm a decent chef if I say so myself."

"Why not, then."

Percy took in the rest of the house as Stefan directed him towards the kitchen, appreciating the Victorian theme of the place.

Percy settled on one of the stools propped against the counter as Stefan got to work.

"You going to start in Mystic falls?" Stefan said as he started the gas.

"Yeah, Ric handled all the details. He said I can start tomorrow if I want."

"Ric?" Stefan blinked, "You mean Mr. Saltzman?"

Percy nodded, "He's a family friend of sorts."

"You'll like Mystic High." Stefan stated, "It's a pretty good place."

"Well, let's hope so." Percy sighed, "I don't have a very good experience with schools."

"Really?" Stefan blinked,"What happened?"

"For starters I have ADHD and dyslexia." He scratched the back of his head. "Though it's improved somewhat."

Stefan looked sympathetic, "That must have been hard."

"That and I have been kicked out of six different schools over the course of six years."

Stefan stared at him for a few seconds...before he burst into hysterical laughing.

"It's not that funny, alright !" Percy said, dejected "It really dampens one's spirit."

"Sorry." Stefan wiped a tear from his eyes, "It's just that..." He placed a plate in front of him with a nicely cooked and perfect textured piece of bacon on it.

Percy morosely dig into the dish, before his sullen expression brightened considerably as the rich taste attacked his taste bud.

"That's cheating." Percy accused, "You can't just shut us up with your cooking.

Stefan chuckled,"Glad you like it."

They both sat in peaceful silence as Percy chewed on his food. Seeing Stefan staring at his phone, he asked.

"Everything alright?"

Stefan nodded, uncertainly, "Yeah. It's just my girlfriend's not answering my calls."

"Had a fight?" Percy said, tilting his head.

"It's a bit of misunderstanding." Stefan sighed, "She doesn't even want to hear from me."

His meal finished, Percy patted Stefan on the back "Don't worry, every couple has rough patches in their relationship. I'm sure you guys will pull through."

Stefan smiled,"Thanks." His smile turned teasing, "What about you? Got a special someone back home?"

Percy couldn't help but flinch slightly, "Used to."

Stefan winced, "I'm sorry, man. What happened?"

Percy voice was soft, "She died."

Stefan steeped back shocked, horror seeping through his eyes, "I am so sorry, Percy. I didn't know..."

Percy shrugged, "It wasn't your fault."

Stefan closed his eyes, regret flashing across his features, "What happened?"

"She was murdered." Percy said, his voice cracking "I had arranged a date for us. She was coming to meet me when this Thug jumped her." His expression bitter he continued, "She was shot. She laid there for an hour before any help reached her. It was too late."

He clenched his jaws as his mind flashed back to that particular night, his heart racing wildly.


Percy ran through the hospital doors, his eyes head throbbing as he rushed past Annabeth's parents both of whom were crying silently. His blood ran cold as he saw his girlfriend through the glass of the operation theater, lying on a bed, a team of surgeons bustled furiously above her.

"How is she?" Percy managed to ask her parents, already dreading the answer.

His fear increased tenfold as he looked at Fredrick Chase, who was stifling a sob, unable to say a word.

The bell above the theater dinged as the surgeons poured out while the head Surgeon moved towards them.

"She is going to be alright, isn't she?" Percy asked him anxiously.

He looked at Percy with pity before he spoke to the three of them,"She wants to speak with you all." He paused, "She doesn't have very long."

Percy was hysterical as he spoke, "How can you say that?" He grew angry "It's your job to save her. You can't give up."

The Surgeon shook his head sadly before he walked away.

He didn't who took him in, but soon found himself sitting on a stool next to his wise girl's bed.

"Hi, Seaweed brain." Her voice broke his out of his stupor as he looked up to see her smile weakly at him.

"You're going to be alright Annie." Percy promised, getting up, "I'll contact the camp, have then send some ambrosia and nectar."

"Hush." Annabeth scolded, "You know they are not Elixirs. They won't have much effect on me."

Percy refused to meet her eyes, "I ca...can't give up."

Annabeth looked at him gently, "I know you can't." She coughed, "But, please don't leave my side now."

She clutched Percy's hand, prompting him to sit down.

"It's going to be alright." Percy said, more to himself, "There has to be some way."

"You were always a terrible liar." Annabeth had a fond smile on her face.

Percy felt his inside coil tightly as Annabeth's breathing turned strained.

"Promise me." Annabeth urged, "You won't mourn me."

"Don't say that." Percy cried, "You are here going to be fine."

"Promise me." Annabeth repeated, "You want me to rest in peace, don't you?"

Percy wept harder, "How can I even live without you?"

Her fingers squeezed his hand tightly, "Live your life, Percy. I'll be watching you." She looked wistful, "I'll be able to see Mom again, finally."

"Don't disappoint me." With a last breath, her grip loosened, her stormy grey eyes staring into infinity.

"Annabeth, wake up." Percy sobbed loudly, "Please wake up."


Percy blinked back tears as the memory ended while Stefan stood there with a sombre expression on her face.

"I'll go back to my room." Percy managed to speak, leaving the kitchen.

He barely caught Stefan's alright before he reached his room, locking the door before he fell to his knees.

It was happening again. Even after six months it still hurt. He stumbled onto his bed, his head swirling with the emotional trauma as he faded into the land of Morpheus.


Harsh sunlight greeted him as he opened his eyes, looking around the room with surprise and alarm before he relaxed, realizing where he was.

He scratched his hair as he walked into the bathroom, groaning as his red rimmed eyes came into view.

He started the water in the washbasin, splashing his face as the water soothed him.

He brushed his teeth for a few minutes, absentmindedly trying to settle down his hair, before admitting how futile he was.

Stepping out, he saw it was already seven. He had an hour if he wanted to go to the school today.

Donning a blue t-shirt and a denim pants, he opened his door, wondering warily if Stefan was up. He wasn't exactly comfortable with the fact that he had a near break down with an almost stranger.

Hearing noises near the entrance he saw trudged down there...and saw Stefan pressed against a brown haired girl, making out passionately.

Before he could stop himself, he sweared, "What the..."

The girl gasped when she heard him exclaim, breaking off immediately.

Spotting him, Stefan smiled sheepishly, "Percy, you're awake."

Percy arched his brow, "I assume you guys made up."

Stefan's grin answered him, "Percy, this is my girlfriend, Elena Gilbert. Elena, this is Percy Jackson, our new house guest."

"I'll just get something to eat." Percy said, walked towards the kitchen before the couple could say another word.

"Cereal's on the top right shelf." Stefan called out.

Reaching the kitchen he took out the cereal box, taking out a bowl from the drawer. He took out a cartoon of milk pouring it with cereal in the bowl.

He munched on the cereal, his thoughts on a different train than his body.

"Who the hell are you, Junior?" A dark haired may walked in, clad in black trousers without a shirt on.

"Come on, man." Percy complained, "Seriously? I am trying to eat here."

"My house, my rules." The man sat on the seat opposite to his, taking a swig from the bottle of bourbon he was carrying, "Now, what the fuck are you doing in my house?"

"House guest." Percy said, turning back to his food, "In case you forgot your house is in fact a boarding house."

The man scowled, "Who gave you the permission? I sure didn't."

Percy rolled his eyes, "Well good for me that I didn't need it."

"Youngsters, these days." He grumbled, "No manners at all."

Percy snorted, "Do you realize how much of an old fart you sound like?"

The man slowly smirked, "Well it's got spunk." He took another swig, "Maybe you'll actually survive a few days here."

"Gee..." Percy said, sarcastically "Thanks for the vote of confidence."

His smirk widening the man smiled, "See? That's what I'm talking about. It gets so boring with just Stefan goody shoes around."

"You're the elder brother?" Percy guessed.

"Damon Salvatore." The man said, dipping his head "Though I prefer the hotter one."

"The knuckle headed one is more like it." Stefan corrected, walking in with Elena at his side.

"Why Stefan?" Damon said, faux hurt in his voice, "Why are you so rude to me?"

"Scratch that. He's a man child." Stefan rectified, causing Elena and Percy to laugh.

"What is it? Pick on Damon day." Damon said, grouchily.

"The house guest is a nice touch." Damon conceded after a moment. His smirk returned "He is already proving to be a much better company than the rest of this house's occupants."

"The house guest's name is Percy Jackson." Stefan's smirk matched his brothers, "As for being better company I can't agree more."

"First day at Mystic High?" Elena asked, settling on the seat next to Percy while the brothers argued.

"Uh-huh." Percy replied, dully.

"You don't seem too excited about it." Elena noted.

"Really?" Percy cocked his head "How can any sane guy be interested in school?"

"Well, it's High school." Elena insisted "It's supposed to be the best part of a teenager's life."

"Meh." Percy shrugged "I'll believe it when I see it."

"I can drop you at school." Elena offered, "It's on my way to home."

"No, I wouldn't want to impose." Percy said, trying to back out.

"It's no problem really." Elena asserted "As I said, it's on the way."

"Well, if you insist." Percy agreed, reluctantly.

By now, the brothers argument had started to escalate.

"Well, you certainly seem happy today." Damon said, before turning to Elena "Seriously Elena? You rocked his world in five minutes I left you alone?" Elena reddened in embarrassment.

Looking back to his brother he snarked, "Though, considering your experience I'm hardly surprised."

While Stefan spluttered indignantly, Elena's face could have put a tomato to shame, causing Percy to snicker.

"Damon."


"So you're a townie?" Percy asked as he and Elena drove on the highway.

"Yep." Elena replied, venturing to the left "Born and raised in Mystic Falls."

"Must be nice." Percy said, looking through the window "Living in a lively town like this."

"It is good." Elena agreed, "What about you? How's life in New York?"

"Fast." Percy said, wistfulness in his voice, "The city that never sleeps."

Elena smiled at his tone, "I once wanted to start my writing career in New York."

"Oh" Percy said, a tad surprised "What happened?"

"The dream sort of faded." Elena's smile dimmed "It just didn't seem worth it anymore."

"Every dream is worth it." Percy shrugged "If you ever need a pointer, I'm sure my Mom can help you."

"She's a writer?" Elena asked, amazed

"Yep." Percy nodded, "Sally Jackson."

"Sally Jackson?" Elena said, her eyes wide "The author of the best seller novel 'the rules of love' ?"

"It's a good book." Percy consented "And that's something coming from a guy who hates reading."

"You've got to introduce me." Elena said, excitement bubbling in her voice, before her eyes dimmed, "After I sort out something with my aunt."

"Problem?"

Elena's expression turned strained, "It's bit of a secret she's kept with me."

Elena applied breaks on the car as they stopped in front of a school campus, hordes of teenagers pouring in while some of the teachers stood around, conversing with each other.

"Here it is." Elena gestured "The Mystic High school."

"Thanks, Elena." Percy unbuckled his seat belt and grabbed his jacket from the back seat "I hope everything sorts out with your aunt."

Elena smiled at him genuinely "Have a good first day."

"Amen to that." Percy groaned, causing Elena to laugh.

Opening the car door he slipped on his jacket, closing the door behind him with a thud. He turned to see Elena wave at him as she drove off.

"Mystic High...Here I come." Percy entered the school gates, passing a bunch of cheerleaders... A couple of whom started to swoon at the sight of him as he ducked his head.

"Percy man, what's up?" He turned to see Alaric making his way towards him, a grin on his face.

Percy grinned back as he clasped hands with the man.

"So what made you change your mind? From what I heard from Paul, I wasn't sure you'll start for a couple of days."

"I wanted to take a few days off." Percy admitted, "But since I didn't have anything better to do, I thought 'what the hell'."

Alaric smiled, "Good thinking. But you better get going, wouldn't want to be late the first day."

After taking his class schedule, he moved towards the class Alaric directed him to, pausing at the door.

"May I come in, mam?" He knocked on the door as the dark skinned teacher sitting inside looked at him before gesturing him to enter. The class seemed to be partially filled, with the present students either listening to music or texting on their cellphones.

"Mr. Saltzman asked me to show this to you." He said, handing her the slip Alaric gave him.

The women read the slip, nodding to herself, "Alaric did mention you."

"My name is Amelia Harper. I teach physics here." She said, introducing herself, "You haven't missed so much that you can't be brought up to speed. You can read the topics from the books and if you have any problems you will contact me. Am I understood?"

At Percy's nod, she continued "Good. You can sit next to Miss Forbes. If you need help with anything, I'm sure she'll be happy to comply."

Percy made his way towards the third seat in the second row, just next to a blond haired girl who smiled at him brightly.

"Hi, I'm Caroline Forbes." She said, extending her hands towards him.

"Percy Jackson." Percy shook hands with her.

"You're new to Mystic falls, aren't you?" Caroline took out her books and placed them on the desk.

"Just moved in from Manhattan." Percy told her, tapping his fingers along the desk.

"Really?" Caroline exclaimed,"You are from NY?"

"Yeah." Percy smiled faintly at her enthusiasm "Last I checked."

"I've always wanted to go to New York." She gushed before a frown marred her features, "Though I've never been out of this town in my life."

"You've got your whole life ahead of you." Percy shrugged "You can go whenever you like."

"You're right." Caroline said, her mood shifting in an instant, "So, where are you staying at?"

"Salvatore Boarding house." Percy said, leaning back in his seat."

It was just for a second and had he not been paying attention he might have missed it, Caroline froze at his reply, before she returned to her cheerful chattering.

He was interrupted in any question he might have had asked when Miss Harper began to speak.

"Today we're going to read about shadow reckoning. It is a method to calculate an Object's length by the Sun's shadow." She said, scribbling on the blackboard.

"It was a method, often used by our ancestors in medieval times and helped in many of their calculations." She continued.

Despite his continued argument that his ADHD was getting better, it was at this point he zoned out. The rustling of the leaves, the chirping of birds, the subtle whistling of the wind seemed much more interesting.

He caught Caroline's eyes who was looking at him amusedly, at which moment he was forced to stifle a yawn causing her to giggle.

It seemed God's blessing but the bell finally rang, the class dispersing faster than Tyson gulping down a peanut butter sandwich.

After physics, he shared Chemistry and English with Caroline, both of which seemed to drag on for hours.

"Finally." Percy groaned as he and Caroline walked down the hallway.

"It was a drag." Caroline agreed.

As they reached the Auditorium Caroline tuned to him an apologetic look on her face, "I'm so sorry Percy. I thought I'll show you around today, but I forgot it's cheerleaders practice."

"Hey, it's no problem. Maybe some other time." Percy assured her.

"Of course." Caroline said, relived "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Sure." Percy agreed before he started to walk away. Lost in his own musings he didn't notice the brown haired teen walking his way before he slammed into him sending the guy sprawling.

"I'm so sorry, man." Percy apologized, offering the fallen kid a hand, "I didn't see where I was going."

The teen took the offered hand before Percy pulled him back to his feet.

"It's alright." He said, dusting himself off and picking the books that were lying around.

As Percy helped him collect the scattered books, the boy gave him an odd look, "I haven't seen you around here before. Who are you?"

"I'm new to town." Percy said as the two walked towards the school gates. "My name's Percy Jackson."

"Jeremy Gilbert." The boy said, shaking his hand.

"Any relation to Elena?" Percy asked, interestedly.

"She's my sister." Jeremy confirmed, "You know her?"

"I met her today when she came to visit Stefan." He replied, seeing Jeremy's confused look he added, "I'm staying at the Salvatore's house."

"Oh? I've always wanted to see the inside of that house." Jeremy told him "Must be awesome living there."

"It's pretty nice." Percy admitted,"Seems a bit too big for just three people."

Percy looked to his right to see a pretty blond haired girl waving at him, surrounded by her friends. Once she saw she had his attention, she winked at him before blowing him a kiss.

"Dang man! Amber Bradley. Not bad." Jeremy grinned at him "She's definitely one of the hottest girls in the school."

Percy rolled his eyes, "Alright. She's kinda cute."

"Kinda cute!?" Jeremy looked incredulous "Do you know how many guys will kill to have a chance with her?"

"Whatever, dude." Percy shrugged before he asked Jeremy "Is there any place around here that's got good food? I'm famished."

"Yeah about that." Jeremy smiled at him weakly "You wouldn't want to be seen talking to me, let alone hanging out. I'm not exactly popular around here."

"Oh?" Percy raised his right eye brow, "Is that so?"

"Yeah." Jeremy shouldered his bag, "I'm sure you'll fit right in with the 'cool' kids."

"Contrary to what you may believe I've never been able to mix in with the 'cool' kids." Percy looked at the him with a curious expression, "So unless you don't want to I don't see how it's matters to anyone."

Jeremy was silent for a moment before he spoke, "Well there's this place around the corner, Mystic Grill.


"Oh my God! He's so hot." Caroline gushed as she and Bonnie walked out of the school after cheerleaders practice. "And he's got this accent, that's so adorable."

"He sounds like a nice guy." Bonnie stated.

"He is." The blonde exclaimed, "And you haven't seen his eyes, Bonnie. You can just get lost in those green orbs of his."

"You sure seem obsessed for someone who's just met him. And aren't you dating Matt?"

Caroline sighed at that "I don't know what this is going on between us. One moment everything seems Perfect and the next he just acts so distant."

"Have you talked to him about this?" Bonnie said, picking up her purse.

"No." Caroline lamented, "I don't want to come across as the clingy girlfriend."

"So, what are you guys talking about?" Elena's voice cut their conversation as the girl in question walked up to them just as they were walking towards Caroline's house.

"Nothing we were just..." Seeing Caroline's look Bonnie amended "talking about Caroline's green eyed Adonis."

"Green-eyed Adonis?" Elena asked, confused before she seemingly remembered something, "Oh! You mean Percy."

"Don't tell me he's your newest fling." Caroline said, exasperated "If you say yes, I'll bury you right here Elena."

"It's nothing like that." Elena laughed, "We met at Stefan's place since he's living there."

"Speaking of Stefan, how're things between you two?" Bonnie asked as the three entered a nearby Cafe "He hasn't been to school for days."

"We had a bit of a fight." Elena admitted, "But we made up."

"Made up or made out?" Caroline had a smirk on her face "Make up sex are supposed to be the best."

"It was nice." Elena admitted, blushing.

"Spill." Caroline pressed further "You've got to tell us."

"Are your costumes for the fifties dance ready?" Elena asked, trying to change the subject, "I've still got to pick up a few things."

"Say no more." Caroline declared with a serious look on her which caused Bonnie to laugh, "There's only one thing to do now."

"It's time for a shopping spree."


"I am so good at this and I didn't even know it." Percy crowed.

The demigod stood at the foosball table with Jeremy standing opposite to him, their hands blurring over the four rods.

The game finally ended when the ball shot through Jeremy's goal, signifying Percy's win.

"And that my friend is how you do it." Percy boasted.

"You won one game out of five." Jeremy pointed out, "It's not that good, really."

Percy deflated, "You're such a killjoy."

"But still, you're getting better at this." Jeremy told his friend.

"Really?" Percy said, brightening up.

"Nah." Jeremy snickered, "You suck."

Before Percy could protest, Alaric walked next to them, beer in hand, "How're two of my favourite students doing? I see that you two are getting along."

"Of course." Percy lopped an arm around Jeremy, "We are having a blast."

"If by having a blast you mean he's been buggering me for hours, then sure." Jeremy said, pretending to be annoyed.

"Why, Jer?" Percy said, faux hurt in his voice, "And I thought we were friends."

Alaric laughed as he huddled the two to the pool table, "Come on. Whoever loses has pay for the other's drinks."

"The only one having a drink here is you." Percy pointed out, "We aren't having anything."

"Irrelevant." Alaric waved him off as he prepared his shot.

An hour and two games of pool later, the three relaxed on the couch, Percy and Jeremy drinking Soda while Alaric started on his third mug of beer.

"I need to use the washroom." Jeremy announced, wincing "Too much Soda."

Percy laughed "I hear you, man."

"So Percy how're you enjo..." Alaric trailed off, as a newcomer walked in the grill, settling at the bar.

Percy followed his gaze before he spoke, "That's Damon Salvatore. Stefan's brother."

"You mean you're staying in the same house as him?" Alaric asked, his eyes widening.

Percy snorted, "Is the buzz really so great ? I told you he's Stefan's brother. Of course We're staying in the same house."

Alaric put his unfinished beer on the table, "Come on. I'll drop you and Jeremy off."

"All right." Percy blinked as Alaric clasped his shoulder leading him out before he grabbed Jeremy who was walking out of the washroom in the same manner.

He might have missed it, had he been a normal human but his enhanced hearing picked up every last word.

Alaric was mumbling something under his breath again and again, his face as if he'd seen a ghost.

"What have I done? God's what have I done?"