Together they stood hand in hand as the bright white light engulfed them. Damon suddenly heard a noise nearby that sounded like a twig snapping. Could someone be there with them? Bonnie appeared to have heard the noise too as she quickly opened their eyes and suddenly stepped back without warning. The light appeared to have froze somehow and they were no longer feeling the sensation of being sucked into oblivion.

"What's going on Bonnie?" Damon questioned.

"I can fix this," she began quickly mumbling in Latin before Damon could get a chance to ask her what the hell she was planning to do when only a moment ago they had accepted their fate and bravely stood together to face the unknown.

Damon noticed her eyes began glowing white as their surroundings began reverting to normal. There was no longer any brilliant rays of light but instead the normal glow of the sun as it rested upon the trees of Mystic Falls. Damon stood shocked for a moment before he realized the extent of what Bonnie had done. He turned to look at her and noticed that her eyes were no longer white and that she appeared to be just fine

"Are we in Mystic Falls?" Bonnie asked a little dazed.

"Oh yes," Damon said looking around with joy, "I could kiss you Bonnie Bennett."

"Yea let's not do that," she said.

"I have to find Elena," Damon was overjoyed at the prospect of being alive again but something bothered her. As Damon began moving forward she remembered and pulled his hand back to stop him

"Wait! How are we alive?"

"You did some witchy mumbo jumbo."

"Yea it brought us back but the Travelers' spell should've killed us."

"You sound like you want to die. This is good, we're back and we can go see Elena."

"It's not that. Something's wrong," Bonnie couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't as it seemed. She felt extremely odd but Damon seemed fine so maybe the problem was with her and not with them being back. The spell she used she could no longer remember. Her grams had told her about some arrangement that was made, could the spell be it? She knew she couldn't keep Damon away from Elena for too long so she decided on the best course of action. "Okay. Let's just find the others and we'll figure out everything later."

They hurried towards the Salvatore home then. Damon was annoyed by the slow human pace and even suggested him rushing ahead with his vamp speed to see Elena and then come back for Bonnie. She shut down his suggestion by pointing out they had no idea why the spell hadn't killed him but didn't think he should be using his vampire abilities in case that triggers it and then he dies. "Then I'll be the one who'll have to explain that to Elena," she had told him and he reluctantly agreed.

As they approached the Salvatore home everything was eerily quiet. Damon found it quite odd but played it off when Bonnie mentioned it by saying they were all probably grieving the loss of the sexiest vampire in of all time to which Bonnie rolled her eyes. When they finally arrived they were surprised to notice the door wasn't even pushed in.

"Elena!" Damon called.

"Jeremy!" Bonnie shouted as well.

"Stefan!"

"Caroline!"

"Enzo! Anyone!"

Their calls wasn't met with any answers and after searching through all the rooms they found not a single person.

"Where the hell is everyone?" Damon asked.

"They must've left," Bonnie said, a terrible thought forming in her mind. She knew something was wrong and still couldn't be sure but she did have a few ideas floating around in her head

"Why would they leave?"

"The Travelers' spell. They can't enter Mystic Falls."

"So how the hell are we here?" Damon didn't get why Bonnie kept mentioning the damn spell. He was standing right there alive and felt perfectly fine. If anything he'd never felt better until they arrived and realized Elena wasn't there.

"I'm not sure we really are."

"What does that mean?"

"How do we know we're not still dead?"

The night before in Beacon Hills everything was quiet. The town was peaceful for a little while and everyone took advantage of such rare a moment. Even Scott McCall gave up worrying so that he could focus on spending time with his girlfriend. It had been 3 months since they saved Stiles and while he was expecting trouble to stir up at any moment, he finally managed to allow himself to unwind a little.

Kira was shy at first by their progression but then she adjusted and now they were in a really good place. She was hesitant at first because of Allison's death but she finally became convinced of Scott's feelings for her and that she wasn't just some distraction so that he wouldn't have to think about Allison. Of course she still had her fears due to him not wanting to mention her or changing the topic if she ever came up. He would talk about her now and again but there was still something she noticed in his eyes but learned to ignore it.

They were in Scott's room that night enjoying some time together. His mother had to work late so they had the house to themselves. Kira knew her parents would probably be worrying about her soon due to the lie she had to tell so she could be alone with Scott. Her mother was always warning her to be cautious around Scott and Kira felt that she was more concerned about a kitsune and a werewolf clashing than the two of them having sex like a normal mother would. Still, Kira was glad that her mother was talking about the kitsune rather than having 'the talk' with her.

"What time is your mom coming home?" Kira asked.

"Any minute now," Scott said then continued kissing her.

"You said she was working late. What if she catches us?" Kira paused.

"It is late," he turned the clock to show her the time. "Besides I'm a big boy," Scott said kissing her hungrily.

Kira jumped off the bed then, "I'm sorry. I just…"

"It's ok. It's too soon. I can wait…Allison!"

"Did you just call me Allison?" Kira asked shocked and hurt at the same time. A million thoughts began churning in her mind and she didn't even know how to properly comprehend what had just happened. She couldn't believe that Scott had just called her Allison. Scott just sat on the bed with a terrified look as if he had just seen a ghost. Kira wondered if he even heard her question. Kira assumed his look was because of the guilt he felt but that wasn't the case at all. The voice she heard behind her sent chills down her spine.

"Hi Scott"

Kira whirled around in disbelief and soon the look on her face matched that of Scott's. She was just standing there in the doorway as if nothing had ever happened. She looked a bit dazed but other than that she looked just the way she had the last time they saw her. When Scott had held her in his arms. When she had died. Yet there she was standing in the doorway of Scott's bedroom. Neither of them could believe that 3 months later there they were staring at Allison Argent.

Whitmore College bustled with activity that Friday afternoon. All the students were excitement about a big rave they were going to have later that day. Caroline Forbes was probably the most excited of the bunch due to the atmosphere that filled her dorm room. Ever since they had lost Bonnie and Damon, Elena had been sulking so much Caroline was a bit worried that she would've turned her humanity off. That didn't happen however but the alternative wasn't all too pleasing either. After ditching classes for a bit to sulk, Elena finally did return but was the most depressing student there. She went straight to classes then back to the dorm. Stefan had gone AWOL leaving Caroline to deal with the situation on her own.

Elena had already returned to the dorm as soon as classes ended and Caroline took 5 minutes to reach. She was busy compelling herself and Elena into yet another party. College was suppose to be fun but Elena was sucking all of the excitement out of it but Caroline didn't blame her. She knew how much Elena loved Damon and just how much she hurting but after 3 months of trying everything she could think of she was left without anything else to over. Well not if you count the party invite.

"We got invites to a party later," Caroline's first words were when she entered the room.

"I think I'll skip it," Elena told her.

"Elena. You've been skipping all the parties ever since… Look you can't put your life on hold."

"That's not what I'm doing Caroline."

"I know this isn't what you want to hear but Damon's gone, Bonnie too. There's no spell, no backdoor, no way out of this."

A knock on the door interrupted them although Caroline was sure that Elena wasn't going to say anything anyway. She did however open the door and Luke Parker was revealed behind the door. Elena just shook her head in disbelief at him then stormed out of the room. Luke stopped to look at her as she left then turned to Caroline for an explanation.

"What's her problem?" Luke asked.

"You mean besides the fact that you let her boyfriend die?" Caroline retorted.

"I wasn't going to let my sister die. How many times do we have to go through this? I mean the Vamp teacher keeps sending me death glares every time he sees me."

"Alaric," Caroline corrected, "and I'm sorry. It's just Elena keeps moping about Damon and I keep telling her that there's no way to bring him and Bonnie back."

Luke looked away when she finished her sentence and Caroline found it incredibly suspicious. She felt like he was hiding something but since he couldn't be compelled then she was forced to resort to asking which she absolutely hated. She knew how much people lied and most of the time she skipped the whole waiting to see if they were going to be honest and went straight to compulsion. Sadly she couldn't do that this time.

"There is no way to bring them back right?" Caroline asked.

"No. It's impossible," Luke told her.

"I can hear your heartbeat," Stefan said appearing at the doorway, "now why don't you tell us what you know."

That same night in Beacon Hills, a worried Malia was racing towards the police station. She had spent the entire day in a state of panic and finally she decided it was time to go to the sheriff. She had attempted to get help earlier but that didn't work out at all. In fact the person she had called told her not to worry at all which she found strange but she didn't press the matter. She had agreed but hours later with no word she decided that it was foolish to continue doing nothing. It didn't take long for her to find the sheriff who was surprised to see her there then got a worried expression knowing that she most likely wasn't there with good news.

"What's wrong Malia?"

"I think Stiles is missing," she decided to cut right to the chase. There was no point in beating around the bush at that stage and she knew they needed to act quickly.

"What!" Everyone in the station heard the sheriff's outburst which prompted Malia to grab his hand and drag him into his office and shut the door behind them. "Are you sure?"

"When was the last time you talked to him?" Malia countered with a question of her own. She watched his expression get thoughtful and then worried probably about the fact that he had to put effort to remember the last time he spoke to his son.

"Late last night," he told her slowly.

"No one's seen him all day and I'm worried"

"Did you try tracking him? We should call Scott to help out before we report anything. If he was kidnapped by something supernatural I'd rather not have innocent men running to their slaughter."

"Scott was the first person I called. He didn't even seem slightly interested. All he said was that Stiles would be fine and that I shouldn't worry so much. I mean I..." Malia was interrupted by the ringing of her phone and looked at the identity of the caller. "Speak of the devil. Scott. No I'm at the station. What did you say? I'll let him know."

"What's going on? Did he find Stiles?"

"No. Our list of problems keep growing."

"Of course we're alive, I mean I can do this," Damon threw a vase to the ground and it shattered. He didn't like what Bonnie was implying and refused to believe it. He had finally gotten his hopes up again that he'd be reunited with Elena again after coming to terms that he was going to die. Bonnie's last minute spell had given him hope and now her rationalizations were trying to rip it away from him and he wasn't about to let that happen.

"If we're not dead then the spell should've killed us."

"Well maybe your last minute witch stunt got rid of the spell. What was that anyway?"

"I don't know. I heard my grams voice in my head telling me the words to say. I just repeated it."

"Did she get sucked into oblivion?"

"No, she found peace."

"So what do we do now?" Damon inquired.

"There's no one supernatural in Mystic Falls so that means we have to find someone human to help us," Bonnie said while walking towards the door.

"You want me to rely on Donovan again," Damon complained.

Scott was in a trance. He refused to believe what he was seeing. His heart was beating rapidly and his acute sense of hearing kicked in forcing him to listen to every pulsing beat. His heart beat uncontrollably and he struggled to find words which was good because he wasn't even sure which words would come out. What could he possibly ask her? Was it really even her? Finally after what seemed like forever he asked the obvious first question

"How are you alive?" Scott asked and he could hear the weakness in his voice.

"I don't know. I just woke up here," Allison told him. She did have a confused look on her face as she gazed around. She stopped when she reached Kira and she had a strange look on her face then. Scott thought that she noticed Kira's unbuttoned blouse and was silently judging him for what she had just walked in on.

"Here? As in the house?" Kira asked.

"Yes. Will you put that down?"

Scott looked at Kira for the first time since seeing Allison and noticed she was holding her katana and it was pointed at Allison. That explained the look on Allison's face and a new thought popped into his mind then. Kira's first thought was obviously that this was an enemy so how could he really be sure that it was Allison standing in front of him. He watched her die. He felt that pain and if he was being completely honest sometimes he still felt it. The agony of losing someone you love isn't something you just miraculously get over especially after only 3 months.

"It's me Scott," Allison opted for convincing Scott probably thinking that it would pointless to try with Kira who barely knew her in the first place.

"I know it's you," Scott wasn't sure why he had said that in the first place but as soon as the words came out he believed it. Kira looked at him then so he nodded and she slowly lowered the blade.

"Thank You. Where's Stiles, we'll need him to figure out what happened?" Allison pointed out

"No. Malia couldn't find him all day. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I feel fine."

"For a dead person," Kira added.

"Kira, why don't you call your Mom maybe she's seen something like this before," Scott told her and she reluctantly left. Kira had lowered her blade but there was still obvious tension. He knew Kira didn't want to leave him alone with Allison but he knew he wouldn't find out much with Kira standing there ready to pounce at the first suspicious step Allison took. Allison was oddly silent for a while after Kira left.

"I've been dead like 3 years right?" Allison finally spoke.

"What?" Scott wasn't sure what the first thing she said would be when she finally spoke when it was just the two of them. He was confused by what she meant though. He looked at her and realized she was looking at the bed and the sheets were in disarray.

"It's been about 3 months," he told her.

"You've moved on quickly," she commented. Scott felt his heart skip a beat. He was wrecked with guilt until he remembered the weeks before her death and got a little angry that she was trying to make him feel guilty.

"We broke up before you died. Plus you're the one that moved on with Isaac."

"Where is Isaac?" she asked.

"He's around."

Kira rushed back in the room then and obviously noticed the tension but wanted to say something so ignored it and cut right to the chase. "You're Dad's here!" she exclaimed much to Scott's confusion as she wasn't looking directly at either of them.

"Mine or hers?" Scott asked.

"Both."

Derek Hale was searching through the forest with Isaac Lahey by his side. This wasn't how he had planned to spend his night but certain circumstances had lead him away from home. He remembered Peter was there and realized he wasn't missing much and how good it felt to have some time away from Peter. He also thought about the threat they had just faced and how he wasn't there to help hold down the fort. He hoped nothing would happen in his absence.

"Trail ends here," Isaac informed him. They had traveled a good distance from Beacon Hills and was in a strange territory. So far they hadn't encountered anyone since the people they were tracking had taken routes in the forest as their escape route.

"Are you sure it was Stiles?"

"Positive."

Isaac had come to Derek claiming that Stiles was being kidnapped at that very moment. Derek had rushed off with him to Stiles house only to find it empty. There was a strong scent there and he decided it best to track it quickly. He had wanted Isaac to go warn Scott and the others but he had refused to let Derek go on his own. Even though Derek was no longer his Alpha, Isaac still treated him as if he were. It was both comforting and annoying to Derek.

"What not?" Derek wondered as a glimmer of light shone behind them. They quickly turned but had to cover their eyes from the severity of the glare. Strong bursts of wind accompanied the brightness and they felt themselves being pushed back a good bit. It gradually faded but they noticed nothing in the place of where the light was. Before Derek could catch his breath however he was attacked.

His assailant was quick and agile. Derek managed to counter most of the assault until he was backed into a tree and lost concentration for a split second. That tiny delay proved to be troublesome as it resulted in him being forced through the tree with immense strength. Derek unwillingly cried out in pain but managed to get up on his knee with his blue eyes shining in the darkness.

"Boyd!" Isaac exclaimed and Derek noticed it then. He had felt something familiar about his attacker and when he focused he noticed that it was truly Boyd standing in front of him. He was overcome with guilt at the sight of Boyd due to the memories of his death came flooding into his mind. He remembered how the Alpha pack had forced him to kill Boyd and how understanding Boyd had been in his final moments.

A loud thud was heard then and Derek noticed that Isaac was also thrown to the ground. Boyd was still silently standing in front of Derek which meant that he wasn't alone. He saw a flash of blonde hair and knew instantly who had accompanied Boyd. She walked up to him them and smiled and her eyes flashed blue just like his.

"Erica."

"It's been a while Derek Hale."

She extended her hand and although he hesitated at first, he took it. She helped him up and he noticed that Isaac had got up too and wasn't in a good mood because she had attacked him.

"How the hell are you two alive?" He asked while maintaining his distance.

"We saw a light and we followed it. Next thing we know we're here," Boyd spoke for the first time.

"A light? Where were you?"

"You'll find out soon if we don't get out of here soon," Erica said while looking around worriedly. Derek noticed that she was quite different since the last time they were together.

"Is that a threat?" Isaac wondered.

"You know this place?" Derek questioned, understanding what she meant. She seemed very wary of the area and he too had felt something off about where they stood.

"If I'm right then we're in danger."

Luke was in a very dangerous position. He was certain that Caroline alone he could handle but now that Stefan had arrived he was outnumbered and at a disadvantage. He had heard stories about a vampire on the loose in Whittemore who was on a ripper binge and given Stefan's history and the fact that he just lost his brother, it was save to assume that he was behind it. Luke knew that Stefan would continue listening to his heartbeat so he couldn't lie to them.

"Look I'm not saying I know of a way to bring them back but I've heard rumors," he told them.

"What kind of rumors?" Caroline asked.

"Backdoor realms that are easily accessible through the other side. New Orleans witches use one of them to harbor their witches so that they can keep empowering the witches. It's possible that powerful witches on the other side could create a passageway to another realm and wait out until they were resurrected."

"So we can bring them back?" Luke could see the glimmer of hope in Stefan's eyes.

"Doubtful. Your witch didn't know the spell to create the passageway so there's no way she could've sent herself and Damon there. I'm sorry."

"You're lying," Caroline accused but Stefan shook his head. "Why would you keep this from us?"

"Because I knew this would happen. You'd think you have hope when you don't. I'll see you at the party later," Luke turned and left then and decided to hurry away as fast as possible.

He and Liv had decided for Luke to get close to them because they didn't want the vampires as enemies. Stefan was off the rails, Elena was heartbroken and Alaric was an enhanced vampire. They couldn't afford to have enemies like that so Luke befriended Caroline which proved to be easier than expected. Elena however showed no interest but there wasn't any malicious intent either so he counted that as a win. He had survived this encounter but he had sensed something in Mystic Falls earlier and if he was right then something was terribly wrong.

Matt Donovan was doing his boring mundane routine yet another day at the Grill. The travelers spell was the best thing that could've happened in the town in his opinion. Yes he was sad that Elena and Caroline couldn't come to their homes but he was glad that he can finally live a vampire-free life within Mystic Falls. Of course he was frequently forced to leave his safe haven to attend Whitmore parties by Caroline who insisted they come. Since it was the only time they could see each other and cause of free booze, he agreed to enter the dangerous vampire-filled world that existed outside Mystic Falls. He was so content with life that when someone quickly grabbed his hand and dragged him into a back room that day he felt as if his whole world had ended.

"Damon!" he gasped in surprise. Not only was it shocking to see a vampire in Mystic Falls, he wasn't expecting to see a dead one.

"I'd say it's a pleasure to see you Donovan but i'd be lying."

"Great I'm hallucinating. Why'd it have to be him though? I'd prefer seeing Bonnie," Matt ranted.

As if on cue Bonnie entered the room with Jeremy and Tyler in tow. Matt couldn't believe what was happening but he noticed that Jeremy and Tyler both had weird looks on their faces which he assumed matched the one he currently had.

"Bonnie," he said more surprised than when he saw Damon.

"Snap out of it drama queen. It's not like people don't come back from the dead all the time in this town," Damon snapped.

"How are you alive?" Jeremy directed his question solely to Bonnie.

"You got them here without telling them anything?" Damon wondered.

"Yea well I figured I'd walk past them, let them notice me and they'd follow."

"How can you survive the travelers spell? Any vampire that enters here dies," Tyler reminded them.

"Bonnie thinks its cause we're still dead," Damon answered.

"What if the spell got broken?" Jeremy asked.

"It's likely but we have no way of testing it," Bonnie pointed out.

"I do," Damon said.

"We're not doing that," Bonnie disagreed."

"What's your idea?" Tyler asked.

"It's simple. We create a newbie vampire outside of town them send him in. If he dies then the spell is active, if he lives then the spell's gone."

"We're not turning an innocent person into a vampire."

"Why not just find a vampire?" Matt asked. He figured it would be faster to just send in someone who's already a vampire. He wouldn't mind seeing Enzo being the crash test dummy and dying as a result.

"Well genius, in case you haven't noticed the town is supernatural free and we've been dead for however long. How do you except us to just find a vampire?"

"We can find a better solution," Bonnie told them.

"My idea won't take long," Damon told her.

"He's right," Matt told her. He was angry that the supernatural world had invaded his life again but he figured it was a good time to do something he had contemplated before. When the spell was done he realized that it was a bad idea but now that things were possibly returning to normal, he decided it was time to bring it up again.

"You're willing to let an innocent person become a vampire to test out a theory?" Bonnie asked in shock.

"Of course not. I'm the one who's going to turn."

Allison Argent was having the strangest day of her life. She couldn't remember anything about death itself. When she woke up in the house her last memory was of her death. It had felt like it had been only a moment since she died in Scott's arms and was brought back somehow. She was surprised to be in Scott's house and even more so when she walked in on him and Kira. It had been strange from the start but walking downstairs to see her father was the one good moment she had experienced since coming back.

"Allison," Chris exclaimed as he rushed over and embraced her. She could hear the happiness in his voice and feel the warmth of his hug. He had truly missed her and she had missed him.

"Dad what are you doing here?" Scott asked his father.

"Your friend is missing," he replied.

"Malia said she told you," Chris told Scott.

"Yea she did. I didn't think much of it at the time."

"I don't blame you. It's not every day you see someone come back from the dead."

"Actually I just got here," Allison announced then looked at Kira who had a guilty look on her face. Clearly Scott had other things on his mind than worrying about Stiles. She found it odd that he would be putting Kira before Stiles since they were more like a trio when he was with Allison. Stiles had never felt like a third wheel...at least most of the time. She couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Scott's relationship with Kira.

"You're best friend goes missing and you're at home with your girlfriend?" Agent McCall asked in disbelief.

"I didn't think he was actually missing. Plus Malia didn't sound that worried this morning…" Scott was interrupted by Chris.

"You've known since morning!"

"How about we focus on finding Stiles?" Scott suggested. He was desperate to change the topic. Allison could see the guilt on his face. Perhaps he wasn't prioritizing Kira and really did think nothing of Stiles absence. She realized she shouldn't be quick to judge since she had been dead for some months and knew that things obviously would've gotten different in her absence.

"Derek called. Isaac saw Stiles being kidnapped and they traced him to a town in West Virginia," Chris explained.

"Has Derek found him yet?" Kira asked.

"No and he's not looking. He ran into some complications out there and wants you to look for Stiles."

"What kind of complications?" Scott asked.

"Erica & Boyd."

"They're back too," Scott said in surprise.

"Wait who's Erica & Boyd?" Agent McCall asked then.

"They were wolves in Derek's pack until they got killed. Remember we explained it to you last month." Scott explained.

"Listen we have to go find Stiles," Allison spoke up then to interrupt. Scott's dad looked quite confused and she was surprised to know that Scott had actually clued him in but now wasn't the time to be distracted by his confusion

"Derek said this town is dangerous and we don't know if you being back is permanent," Chris began but Allison cut him off.

"You're not going to start treating me like a baby again are you? I promise I'll be back."

"Kira call the others," Scott told her. It was time to assemble the pack

Olivia Parker sat in her brother's dorm room waiting on him. She couldn't help but worry about his dangerous plan of staying close to Elena and the others when he was the one who stopped her from doing the spell which left Damon trapped on the other side. Even though Luke had insisted that everything would be alright and that they'd understand she couldn't help but keep picturing Elena ripping her brother's head off or Stefan doing the act. Maybe they'd all lure him away somewhere and everyone would rip a piece of her brother.

She got off the bed then and decided it was time to intervene. She was going to find her brother and end this madness. Earlier she had tracked his location with a spell and discovered he was with Caroline and Elena. She later felt a distress signal from him but he later signaled that he was okay. They had been linked to each other since birth and learned to use their magic to signal each other. The signal is what lead to Liv sitting there and beginning to worry.

The door was opened just as she was about to leave and she saw her brother enter, still in one piece. "What did you tell them?" she questioned.

"Nothing. They don't know the traveler's spell has been broken," he reassured her.

"You know what this means right?" She asked him. Surely he had realized what was going on.

"Markos did the spell but he's in oblivion now that the other side collapsed. Maybe that's why the spell broke."

"No. The spell was still intact 15 minutes ago. There was strong magical energy then it vanished."

"You're saying a witch did this?" Luke asked in disbelief.

"It's the only explanation."

"What witch could possibly be strong enough to break the Markos' spell? We tried and it failed."

"Bonnie Bennett," Liv said. She had always sensed something about Bonnie that was stronger than usual. The Bennett bloodline was an impressive one indeed.

"Even if she was able to do something, it's been 3 months since she and the other side disappeared. Why would it happen now?"

"Maybe she just got back."

Lydia Martin sat alone in her room trying her best to read her book. She had become rather distracted of late but couldn't seem to pinpoint the source. Perhaps it was the quiet of Beacon Hills that left her uneasy. Her banshee powers hadn't acted up in the past few months which she was grateful for yet she still felt as if a part of her was missing. Maybe she had even grown to like being a banshee. She closed the book then and rolled over, deciding that reading made no sense since she couldn't even begin to focus.

"Lydia you have a visitor," she heard her mother say.

Lydia ignored it. It was probably Stiles or Malia. Maybe it was Scott here to tell her that something came up and they needed her Banshee powers.

"Since when do you sit and do nothing?"

Lydia couldn't believe the voice she heard. She almost fell off her bed as a result and looked up in shock, "Jackson!" She ran over and hugged him not wanting to let go for a second. It had seemed like forever since she last saw him. They had stayed in contact for a bit when he left for London but given the busy life she had mixed in with the supernatural, she rarely had time to keep up.

"You missed me?" he smiled.

"Of course I did you idiot. How was London?"

"Strange. It didn't feel like home. Plus most of the people there were normal."

Isaac Lahey had seen many things in his life but seeing the dead come back wasn't one of them. Of course he had known Peter Hale had managed to cheat death with Lydia's help but Erica and Boyd were another story. They weren't as notorious or badass and they weren't alphas either. Yet they were both standing in front of him as if nothing had happened. The Alpha Pack had saw to their deaths and now they had returned for some strange reason by some unknown means. The whole thing was ridiculous. Then Erica claimed they were in danger and made them take a detour from searching for Stiles

"You still haven't told us what that place was," Isaac reminded Erica.

"I heard about it on the other side. It's Mystic Falls. A town filled with supernatural. Kinda like Beacon Hills."

"Werewolves?" Derek asked.

"Worse. Vampires."

"Vampires are real?" Isaac asked.

"Says the werewolf," Erica joked.

"Can these vampires kill us?" Derek wondered.

"From what we heard our bite can kill them," Boyd answered.

"There's a badass. Name's Klaus. He's a werewolf/vampire hybrid," Erica informed them.

"That's possible?" Isaac said incredulously.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you on the way."

"Where are we going?" Erica had this strange new way about her that he couldn't quite place. She was even more confident in herself then she had been due to her transformation. She walked around as if she were invincible. Isaac had wondered if she had become an Alpha but her eyes glowed and it shone blue in the darkness. Now she was leading them someplace strange and Isaac needed to know where because Derek didn't seem to care much about the destination or the fact that they rose from the fricking dead.

"You'll see when we get there," was all Erica told him.

They gathered around the edge of Mystic Falls. Bonnie told Damon that it was possible that coming back to life made him immune to the spell and that if he crossed the border he might not be able to return. Damon didn't seem too concerned and walked past the border and the rest of them followed. Tyler looked at Matt who seemed sure about what he was planning to do. He couldn't understand what was going through Matt's head but he didn't like it at all.

"Matt don't do this," Bonnie pleaded with him then.

"It's okay Bonnie. It's better than some innocent stranger getting turned," Matt reassured her. "Plus Elena and Caroline and the others can come home if it works."

"Come on Donovan we don't have all day," Damon pressured.

Matt walked towards Damon then but Tyler stopped him midway, "Look you don't have to do this. At least think about what you're giving up. Your humanity is on the line." Tyler could see that his words had no effect but he wasn't trying to convince him, he was trying to buy time for his backup plan. Damon however, wasn't having that.

"Out of the way Lockwood," Damon fed Matt his blood and he coughed at the taste. He prepared to break his neck then but a loud voice called out.

"Damon!"

He was thrown to the floor but he didn't even mind the pain. The blonde who had thrown him down wasn't on his mind either. Tyler watched as Damon's expression changed while sighing in relief. As soon as they left the Grill Tyler had managed to call Caroline and inform them of what Matt was going to do and about Bonnie and Damon's return as quickly as he could. Thankfully they had arrived in time.

"Elena," Damon breathed and they ran towards each other and embraced.

"What are you guys doing here?" Bonnie asked.

"Bonnie!" Elena and Caroline exclaimed in unison and soon they were squashing her in a hug.

"Tyler called us," Caroline explained he and received a glare from Damon as a result

"We came as soon as we could," Elena finished.

"Where's Stefan?" Damon asked.

"He'll be here," Caroline said cutting off whatever Elena was about to say.

"Why'd you stop him?" Matt asked.

"Are you crazy? You want to be a vampire for the rest of your life?" Caroline yelled.

"Someone has to do this," Matt shot back.

"Fine I'll do it," Damon offered.

"I'm coming too," Elena said at once.

"Elena…"

"I already lost you once. This time I'm staying with you all the way."

Elena held Damon's hands and together they slowly walked towards the entrance to Mystic Falls.

"I hate to interrupt the whole till death do us part thing but we kinda don't have all day," Caroline reminded them and Jeremy laughed.

"I want to…" Elena was interrupted by Damon rushing forward with her.

"Damon!" Elena exclaimed.

"We're alive," he told her then kissed her.

Malia Hale had never gotten the chance to meet Allison but she heard stories about her when they felt like talking about her. She was tragically killed so the others didn't really like talking about her. Stiles had gotten all weird and forgot how to talk properly when she asked and Scott just had this somber expression that told her she shouldn't press any further. Lydia was the only one open to talking about Allison but even so it wasn't as frequent as Malia would've liked.

She learned a few things like her aunt, Kate, when they were forced to deal with her. She also knew that Scott and Allison were very much in love. Even though they had broken up and each attempted to move on, they still harbored feelings for each other. Malia couldn't imagine what losing someone you loved so deeply would be like. She had loved her parents before they were killed in the accident but that wasn't quite the same. That was the reason why she was surprised at the decision Kira made.

"You left him alone with her!" Malia exclaimed in disbelief.

"I had to come and get you because you didn't answer my call," Kira explained. She couldn't remember what she had done with her phone but that wasn't important. They had a lead on Stiles and they had to go get him. Malia couldn't shake the feeling she got in the pit of her stomach so she decided to distract herself with Kira's drama for the moment.

"Sorry. I was trying to find Stiles and I can't remember what I did with my phone."

"We have a lead now. Don't worry we'll find him," Kira seemed so certain.

"I know. Now back to Allison. Was she flirting with Scott?"

"No. I don't know. Maybe."

"You're hopeless," Malia sighed. Then again it's not everyday that your boyfriend's ex rises from the dead so she could excuse Kira for not noticing at first but she did leave them together even if they weren't alone. Malia wasn't sure what to expect when they arrived at the McCall house. She had always wondered what Allison was like but knew she could never actually meet her. Now by some unknown miracle she was finally going to get the chance to meet Allison Argent.

Peter Hale sat in Derek's apartment watching the new tv he bought. "Crap," he kept muttering as he was flipping through the channels. Given the lack of supernatural activity in Beacon Hills he had to rely on the stupid box for entertainment. Of course he didn't mind running outside and creating trouble but Derek kept an eye on him all the time. Plus he wasn't as strong as he was when he was the Alpha. Derek had run off with his ex beta in the middle of the night without a word. Even if Peter did go out to wreak havoc he would still have Scott McCall to deal with and he'd rather avoid that confrontation until he obtained more power

His situation was unfortunate and extremely boring. That's why when the lights suddenly went out he couldn't help but feel a little rush of adrenaline as he sense someone's presence. His eyes immediately flashed blue and his claws were out. He was cautious in the dark and used his keen sense of hearing to pinpoint the location of the enemy. The lights coming back on threw him off and as he whirled around he was met with bullets to his abdomen. He was propelled backwards by the impact but refused to fall to the floor. He was never a man to show weakness and his advanced healing would close the wounds soon enough.

"Don't worry it won't kill you," he recognized the voice immediately. He had thought she was dead but apparently not even slitting the bitch's throat kept her out of his life.

"Kate!" his voice was filled with agony but he wasn't sure if it was from the wounds or the fact that she was back. She stood in front of him smiling with a gun in her hand. She looked the same as she did the night he thought he had killed her...or so he thought. He didn't notice the difference at first but it soon became apparent. Any normal human would've died from the wound but she was no longer a normal human. Instead of killing her, he had made her a bigger threat than she ever was before.

Jeremy couldn't believe that Bonnie was actually back. He never thought he'd be able to see her smile again, or hold her in his arms, or make love to her again. Just the thought of her was too painful to bear so in the days right after it had happened, he tried to forget her. He attempted to forget her, every memory of her he had but to no avail. He just couldn't come to terms with what he was trying not to mention how difficult it was to actual succeed in. The last few years of his life just wouldn't make sense if Bonnie wasn't in it.

The months that followed was a dark period in his life. The loss of Bonnie brought up more losses he was forced to endure in life. It started with losing his parents, then it was Vicki, then Anna, Uncle John, Aunt Jenna, Alaric and Bonnie twice. The first time she had died was easier because he could still see her and talk to her but the second time was completely different. For weeks he half expected her to just pop up so he could talk to her and tell her how much she meant to him but it never happened. The silence hurt him in ways he hadn't fully realized until he saw her earlier at the grill. He had so much questions and just wanted to hold her but he had noticed something in her eyes that made him worry.

Instead he focused on spending time with her so after they realized the spell was truly broken they all returned to the Salvatore home and he pulled her aside to carry her upstairs. When they arrived in the room he had been using ever since the town became vampire free, he took a moment to just look at her.

"I missed you," Jeremy said looking straight into her eyes which made her blush.

She leaned in and kissed him and he held her tight. He wasn't going to let anything happen to her now that they had a second chance.

"You never told me how you came back to life," Jeremy asked when she pulled away for air.

"It's not really important," Bonnie said leaning back in but he stopped her.

"You came back from the dead. I'm going to need a little more than that," Jeremy told her.

"I did a last minute spell," Bonnie told him.

"Why didn't you tell anyone about the spell?"

"The spell sort of came to me." she said which made him worry. Something didn't seem right about the whole thing and he needed to get to the bottom of it. He didn't want to get her back for it to only be temporary. He needed to make sure that she was back for good and of her own power. That thought prompted his next question.

"Are you sure that you're the one who brought you back or was it someone else?"

Kate Argent had a difficult time adjusting to her new-found position. She did not appreciate the irony of the hunter becoming its prey. It's not that she disliked her heightened senses and increased strength but she couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal to the woman she used to be. As a result she opted to forget the woman she used to be and focus on the woman she became. That was easier said than done as she could not bring herself to forget Allison and Chris as easily as she had forgotten everything else.

The world thought that she was dead and she had planned for everyone in Beacon Hills to keep thinking that. She had heard whispers of a new threat on the horizon and she decided it was time to gather powerful allies. She knew Scott would never trust her and that she might have stood a chance if Allison were still alive to mediate. Given the current circumstances she couldn't go to Scott just yet so the only other person that came to mind was the man who had caused her transformation in an attempt to kill her. She was greatly disappointed by what she found to say the least.

"The great Peter Hale watching a chick flick," she laughed while examining him closely. He was pulling the bullets out of his abdomen and his eyes flashed as he cried out in pain. "And what's with the blue eyes? Where's the Alpha?"

"What do you want?" he simply asked as he got to his feet. All the bullets were out and the wounds were closing up thanks to his accelerated healing.

"Well I was hoping to partner with a Hale Alpha but I can't seem to find one."

"I didn't exactly keep my Alpha powers when I came back," he admitted ruefully.

"Oh you I get. It's Derek I don't. I mean he killed you right? He should have that bright red glare but no. Instead I find his eyes just as blue as yours."

"You're the one that attacked Derek," Peter realized.

"Care to explain to me what happened?" Kate asked.

"It's a long story. Maybe some other time," Peter was growing impatient but Kate had no desire to leave yet. There were things she needed to find out and she didn't plan to continue wasting time by asking nicely.

"All we got is time," she declared as she cocked her gun.

Elena Gilbert was in a trance when Damon pulled her aside so they could be alone. They went to the Salvatore house right after testing if the spell was really broken. Damon had held Elena and she felt like the past three months never existed. All the pain and suffering faded away as they were together again and Elena felt a sort of protectiveness that she never felt before. She never wanted to experience losing Damon again and she was certain that there was nothing she wouldn't do for him.

"We're finally alone," Damon told him

"You have no idea how much I missed you," She replied. She had tried to come up with the right words to explain what she had gone through when she thought he was dead. She didn't want to think about the past and what she'd done in his absence so she decided to live in the present only and enjoy every moment she had with Damon.

"I missed you too," he breathed.

"You said it felt like a few seconds. You couldn't have missed me that much," Elena teased him. She still couldn't believe that he had only experienced a second away while three months had past. Time was very painful to a vampire while they suffered. She had contemplating desiccating for centuries and even staking herself so that she could see Damon again. In fact if Damon hadn't shown up she wasn't sure what she would've done. She was reaching the end of how much she could handle.

Damon just smiled and began kissing her neck then. She grabbed the back of his head while he lifted her up to his hips. Damon moved from along her neck straight up to her lips. Elena dropped to her feet and ripped off his shirt. She pushed him hard and he fell on the bed. Elena could've sworn she heard something crack but she didn't care. He'd been gone for 3 months. She'd consider them lucky if the house was still standing when they were done.

Lydia was being overwhelmed by everything that was happening that night. After the same quiet routine for the past few months she didn't expect all that drama in one night. In a way she was glad to have something supernatural to look forward to. The whole group seemed a bit lost during peaceful times. Perhaps too much years of experience had brought about a hidden desire in them. Whatever it was, the one thing that was certain is that things never stay dull in Beacon Hills for long.

Jackson's return was the first shock of the night and as they walked to the McCall house Lydia still couldn't actually believe he was back. They had started making out and was about to go further when her phone started ringing. She had wanted to ignore it but Jackson told her it might be important. Reluctantly she answered and had to sit on the bed for 10 minutes before Jackson managed to shake her back to reality.

"We need you to come over. Allison's alive!" Scott had told her and she was at a lost for words. Even her thoughts became jumbled and she couldn't even think up a response. She let the phone fall to the bed and after Jackson snapped he rout of the initial shock she told him what Scott told her and they were on their way. Jackson said nothing on the walk over, allowing Lydia to process the information.

When they were close to the house, Jackson grabbed her hand suddenly and whispered something to her and then silently fell back. She didn't want to stop so she just went right up to the door and opened it. She saw her then for the first time since the night she was killed. Allison was standing very much alive in the house and her eyes lit up when she noticed Lydia. They ran to each other and embraced

"How?" was all Lydia could manage to ask.

"We don't know yet," she answered.

"I'm just so glad you're back," Lydia said.

"So am I."

Lydia didn't notice Scott until he was going to close the door but she stopped him,"He's coming. He thought he saw someone lurking so he went to check it out."

"Who's he?" Scott asked in confusion.

"Hey Scott," Jackson said while walking through the door before Lydia could have a chance to answer. Scott's expression swiftly changed from one of confusion to surprise. Lydia wondered if that's how she looked when Jackson walked into her room less than an hour prior.

"Looks like everyone deciding to return home," she told them.

As Caroline sat in the Grill with Matt and Tyler she couldn't help but smile. She had given up on the thought of returning to Mystic Falls ever again but here she was again. Matt had closed the Grill so that they were the only ones inside. She had wanted to go through the whole town to soak it all in but Matt had suggested they go there instead

"It's so good to be back here," Caroline said joyfully and truly meant it. She had taken her home for granted all her life but having it taken away from her brought a new-found appreciation to the surface.

"It's good to have you back," Matt told her.

"What was a vampire-free Mystic Falls like?" she wondered how things were in their absence. She had kept in contact with Matt and Tyler but they never mentioned anything about the town itself. Or maybe Caroline had never bothered to ask about a place she thought she would never see again.

"No vampires no drama," Tyler said.

"So basically you were bored out of your mind?" she asked and Matt smiled and nodded.

"Things were quiet but it was a peaceful calm," Matt explained.

"For like 5 minutes then we realised we'd have to go back to the boring routine we had before the Salvatores rolled into town," Tyler added.

"Then Damon came back and everything's back to how it used to be," Caroline noted a bit of disgust in Matt's tone. Was he really happy to have vampires back in Mystic Falls?

"At least you guys got to come again. We should celebrate," Tyler suggested

"We will, later at the Salvatores," Caroline informed them.

"Why aren't we there now?" Matt asked.

"Well Damon's been gone for 3 months so Elena's gonna be happy to see him. I mean really happy."

"Right," Tyler said slowly, understanding what she meant.

"Well we can start celebrating now," Matt said taking out a bottle and 3 glasses. He poured each of them a drink.

"Cheers to coming home," Caroline announced.

"Room for one more?"

The voice sent a chill down Caroline's spine and then the recognition clicked. The three of them spun around in surprise, "Markos!"

"Bring the Salvatores to me," Markos then waved his hand and snapped Caroline's neck.

Chris Argent returned home to check his arsenal. He was glad to see his daughter but he knew something wasn't right. Not to mention Stiles went missing. He couldn't help but think that the two events were connected.

"A lot on your mind?"

"I figured you'd come. I knew if Allison could come back you wouldn't be far behind…Kate."

"Is that what you think? I hitched a ride from the other side?"

Chris turned to face her and realized that she was surprised.

"You don't know do you?" Kate continued.

"Know what?"

"Oh come on. I asked you didn't I, if someone could turn from a scratch."

Chris remembered when she asked him the question, then when Peter Hale "killed" her.

"You didn't die,"

"And I'm not a little werepuppy either. I am so much better," she told him while transforming.

Alaric Saltzman had compelled himself a job at Whitmore college. When he came back to life he was still an enhanced Original vampire which means he was not only capable of compelling the humans at the college but the vampires as well. His previous life had been tied to Elena but now that he was back he wasn't sure what could kill him. He imagined that the white oak could do the job now but knew the only way to know for certain was to test it and he wasn't going to risk his life just to know. Instead he settled into his teaching job but there were still some major complications he experienced from being a vampire.

As he finished up his last class of the day he walked outside and checked his phone which had been buzzing constantly during his lecture. He saw missed calls from just about everyone and Elena had left him a voice message. He wasn't sure what to expect but after listening to that his jaw dropped. Elena had informed that Bonnie and Damon were back from the dead but she was shy of the details. She asked him to call her as soon as he got the message but his body just moved and he raced to their dorm room. He found it empty and decided to call when he bumped into Stefan.

"Hey Ric you in a hurry?" Stefan asked.

"Where are they? Did you see him?" Alaric asked.

"What are you talking about?" Stefan seemed genuinely confused which surprised Alaric. Had no one told him the news yet? He had heard that Stefan wasn't really talking to anyone anymore and kept to himself a lot but surely someone must've contacted him.

"You're telling me you don't know he's back?"

"Who?"

"Damon's alive!"

Malia was the last to arrive with Kira and Scott noted that she seemed very cautious. It was only then that she realised that Malia had never met Allison. He also wondered what Kira might have told her about the situation. He decided that before they talked about the plan he should make Malia feel less awkward.

"Malia there's someone you should meet. This is Allison. Allison, Malia," He gestured as he introduced them.

"I'd say I've heard a lot about you but that would be a lie," Malia said while carefully examining Allison.

"They never talk about me?" Allison seemed surprised by that.

"Not much."

"I didn't even know you were dead," Jackson spoke up then.

"You were in London," Lydia reminded him.

"So you have to be in Beacon Hills to find out one of your friends died? If someone had bothered to tell me I'd have come back a lot sooner."

"Who's that guy anyway?" Liam asked.

"Who's this kid?" Jackson seemed a bit annoyed.

"I'm not a kid," Liam reared up.

"Enough!" Scott shouted and they all fell silent. "Look I know it's all weird. Jackson's back from London, Allison's back from the dead and they didn't meet Malia and Liam until now. We're not here to get acquainted right now. There'll be time for that on the way. All that matters now is that Stiles is missing and we have to go get him back.

He looked around the room at the group that was assembled. They were about to go to a strange new place and he had no idea what to expect. Lydia's banshee powers would come in handy. He was also glad Jackson was back so they had another werewolf on their side. Liam was doing good but his temper was a problem that wasn't easy to fix. Malia was the most worried in the group which made Scott feel guilty. She had sensed something was wrong and when she wanted his help he had let her down. Kira and her sword were a big asset as well as Allison and her bow and arrow. The seven of them would have to do against the unknown forces that awaited them in Mystic Falls.

Matt was pissed off but he couldn't pinpoint the exact cause. Truth be told he had enjoyed a life without vampires and when Damon showed back up in their lives he wasn't the slightest bit happy. Yes he was glad that Elena and Caroline could come home again but the fact remained that they were still vampires and being around vampires meant being in danger. Not even an hour had passed since the return and it was proven yet again. Markos had entered the Grill with his demands and they were forced to make the call to bring the Salvatores. Caroline had her neck snapped but she woke up in time to see the arrival.

"You okay?" he asked Caroline.

"I'm fine," she assured him.

"Where's the other?" Markos asked as Damon, Elena, Bonnie & Jeremy walked in.

"How are you alive?" Bonnie asked.

"Well that's all thanks to you isn't it," Markos sneered.

"What are you talking about?"

"When you did your spell you caused a rip between life and death causing countless supernatural beings to crossover," Markos explained shocking everyone there.

"How many are we talking?" Damon asked.

"Hard to say. It would just be any supernatural being with a desire to return to life. That shouldn't be too much right?"

"You weren't on the other side when I did the spell. You were sucked into oblivion," Bonnie reminded him.

"Yes. It turns out oblivion isn't as bad as it was made to seem. By the way, your friend Silas said to make your death extremely painful."

Markos raised up his hand to attack them but his heart flew right out of his chest.

"Death makes you vengeful doesn't it?"

Matt recognised the voice immediately. He hadn't heard it for so long and in truth never wanted to hear it again in his lifetime but there he was with his hands dripping with Markos' blood. Enzo!

Marin Morrell sat in her home office going through files. Deaton called her and asked for something important and she needed to find it right away. She heard a faint sound and whirled around. No one was there.

She walked towards her window cautiously and peered out. Everything was still. She wanted to check out the situation more but a downpour of rain was approaching and she was on a deadline. She turned around to continue her search.

Suddenly she was grabbed and flung across the room. She swiftly got to her feet and looked at her attacker.

"Kate Argent."

"Marin Morrell."

"So you're the beast Deaton wants information on," Marin guessed looking at Kate's transformed appearance.

"And he's never going to get it," Peter Hale told her.

She didn't have any time to react as Peter slashed her throat.

"You idiot," Kate chastised.

"She's better off dead," Peter said going through the files. "Isn't this what we came for anyway?"

"That's not what I meant," Kate told him while looking at Marin's body as blood flowed out of her throat.

Stefan was uncertain what would await him as he returned to his home. He hadn't seen it in three months but the house itself wasn't the reason he came. Alaric had dropped the news that everyone excluding himself already knew. No one had even bothered to call him. He couldn't exactly blame any of them because he had ensured he kept his distant from all of them whenever possible. Elena had that dead look in her eyes and Caroline was always trying to cheer everyone up. He had contemplated ripping off Luke Parker's neck but that would just cause more problems and solve none in the process.

He hesitated outside the house and decided to use his enhanced hearing to figure out what was happening on the inside. He heard footsteps approaching and the door was opened then and he held his breath. Damon was in the doorway alive and well and looking exactly how Stefan remembered him. "Brother," he heard Damon say and then they embraced. It was a weird feeling because Stefan didn't feel any joy or happiness in that moment. Instead he felt shame.

"I thought I'd never see you again," Was he trying to justify his terrible actions? He couldn't tell but the words just slipped out anyway. Luckily Damon couldn't read his mind so he wasn't aware of the thoughts and memories swirling inside Stefan's head.

"Turns out not even hell wanted me. So it looks like you're stuck with me," Damon seemed in a good mood. If only Stefan could stop faking happiness and actually feel it then things would be back to the way they were.

"Where's Bonnie?"

"They're all inside."

Stefan attempted to enter the house but Damon held him back before he could, "You ok?"

"Why wouldn't I be? My brother's back from the dead," He walked inside quickly and was sure that Damon didn't believe the fake smile he had put on but now wasn't the time for that. He needed to go see Bonnie to take his mind off of everything even though he was sure that wouldn't help. Damon trailed in behind him and Stefan didn't have the strength to turn around and see the look on his brother's face.

Stiles Stilinski woke up in darkness. He felt groggy and his memories were a blur. He twisted around a bit and tried to steady himself hoping his memories would soon become clearer. He tried to place his hand on his head but soon realized that he was bound. His right hand was chained to something but his left hand was kept loose. He tugged at the chain with all the strength he could and that's when he realized how weak he actually felt. He couldn't muster up any energy at all and could barely maintain his sitting position.

"They drugged me," he surmised but had no either who 'they' were.

The last thing he remembered was being in Beacon Hills library. He had been searching for something but that had seemed a lifetime ago. He was unsure how much time had passed since he was last awake. The place where he was being held captive felt strange and he could sense something sinister nearby. Being in the darkness reminded him of when he was being possessed by the Nogitsune. The darkness he had felt then was old and powerful and angry and now the sinister presence he sensed was the same. He wondered if the Nogitsune was the reason he was brought there.

Stiles heard a door open then and light penetrated the darkness that consumed him. "Hello!" he called out weakly. "Somebody help me!" I'm in here!" He could make out a silhouette in the doorway but couldn't make out any details. He heard the person chuckle and realized that it was a man. The stranger made no motion to help Stiles. Instead he turned around and slammed the door shut and Stiles realized that the man was his captive and that the prospect of escape seemed hopeless.

Elena was finally in a good place after 3 months of torment. Damon and Bonnie had returned to them by some unknown miracle and she couldn't have been happier. Of course there was still the problem which Markos spoke about. They had defeated many enemies in Mystic Falls and if all of them were to come back then they would be in serious danger. Elena didn't want to think about that anymore though. They were having a celebration for Damon and Bonnie's return as well as the travellers' spell being lifted and defeating Markos yet again.

Stefan had showed up and he and Damon had their reunion outside the house. Elena had been worried about Stefan in the few moments when she wasn't tormented by her own grief. She had heard rumors of a ripper on the loose at Whitemore but when Caroline had dragged her along to confront Stefan he denied having any part of it. He had been acting really strange however and Caroline still believed he was behing it so they began compelling everyone involved to keep the secret safe. Elena believed that Caroline didn't want to accept that someone else was behind it because she had agreed to put the supernatural life behind her and focus on college.

Yet there they were back in the Salvatore home, back in Mystic Falls., back to their supernatural lives. The room was full by then with Bonnie and Jeremy coming downstairs. Caroline, Tyler and Matt had returned with them from the Grill. Alaric showed up not too long after Stefan. The nine of them gathered around with champagne glasses in their hand.

"A toast to Bonnie & Damon," Elena announced.

"To Bonnie & Damon," the others echoed.

"Someone's coming," Damon said then and it sent a chill down Elena's spine. The vampires all used their keen sense of hearing and confirmed that someone was indeed approaching.

"Who could that be?" Caroline wondered.

"More enemies," Jeremy guessed with a grim look on his face.

The door flung open then and they all recognized the familiar clicking of the heels. Elena imagined her face had gone paled because she couldn't believe what was standing in front of them. She could sense the shock and fear that had spread throughout the room as everyone turned their attention towards the uninvited visitor who smiled at them.

"Katherine!"