A/N: In this Caroline got discharged the day before the carnival. Present to the "Bad Moon Rising" episode.

Briana broke through the window and entered the house quickly. Her hair was soaked and her jacket ripped revealing a growing blood stain on her blouse. She stood by the doorway silently and when she heard a creak she raced forward and slit the demons throat. She stepped back to look at her work and then looked up at the guys.

"You guys are slow." She commented with her hand on her hip and her eye raised.

"Well we would've been here sooner if that demon hadn't jumped on Sam's ass and slowed us down." Dean commented and Sam gave him a look.

"You alright?" Dean asked as he noticed the blood stain. Briana looked down and shrugged. It didn't hurt too much, so she considered herself alright.

"I'll check it out when we get back." Sam said concerned.

"Ok." She said as she walked forward and ahead of the guys. She got into the back of the Impala and sat down comfortably. Her breathing had gotten heavier, but she seemed fine so she just rested her head against the cold glass of the window. The guys got in and then they were on the road, heading god knows where.

An hour later they were passing less trees and more houses. Signs that read they were getting closer to gas and food, which was always a good sign for these three.

"Were heading into Mystic Falls for the night." Dean announced as they passed another sign. Briana sat up and looked around nervously. She hadn't realized how close they were to this town, but now it was too late. Hopefully they didn't run into anyone she knew.

They stopped at the usual, diner, gas station, motel. Only the diner was the bar, which was bad because she knew how popular it was. She sat in the back of the car complaining of problems with her side, but Dean wouldn't have it.

"Dean, I'm staying in the car!" She said with her arms crossed. Dean got into the back seat and literally carried to the door. When she was put down she tried to run back to the car. Sam caught up and grabbed her.

"No, no, no, no." She said squirming in his arms. He turned her around.

"What's wrong? Something's up Bri, what is it?" Sam asked.

"Nothing." She said.

"Bri." Dean said sternly.

"I don't want to talk about it, let's just go in." She said pushing them aside and walking towards the door. When she was far enough ahead she took a deep breath and walked in. She sat on the bar to the left of Dean, Sam on the right of him. Dean kept stealing glances at her, obviously concerned. She was too busy looking around for people she knew to notice too much.

She relaxed a little when her drink came, but then she heard a high pitched voice, one that she had missed, but not entirely. She turned to face her.

"Briana?" Caroline shrieked in delight. "Oh my god, it's been ages." She said as she wrapped her arms around her. Briana hugged her back and took in the familiar scent of her clothing.

"Ya." She whispered into her shoulder. She looked up and gulped as she saw Dean and Sam looking at each other with confused expressions etched across their faces. When they looked at her she pulled back and faced Caroline again.

We talked and caught up. She had just gotten out of the hospital and was going to the carnival tomorrow. I talked until she left and then we left. I didn't want to explain to them so I didn't. Though I knew sooner or later I would have to.

I sat up in bed and shivered with fright. I bit my lip to keep from screaming out a cry of horror. Ever since we had been getting closer to Mystic Falls I had gotten a queasy feeling in my stomach, telling me to go back, that this would only get me further into things when I had worked to pull out years ago.

After the bar we had come back here and I had fallen asleep faster than I thought I would've. I glanced at the alarm clock and groaned. It was only three in the morning. I glanced over at the guys. We had a system because motels never had three beds. The big lug that is Sam would sleep in one bed and I the other, while Dean took a couch or chair, but I had made him stop that and sleep in the same bed as me so he could actually get some sleep.

I pulled back the covers and walked to the door. I was only in black shorts and a white tank top, but it would do for a quick breathe of fresh air. I closed the door behind me and corssed my arms over my chest. I could see my breath in the air. The frigid cold air that I used to play with Elena during. We would be out in the leaves or snow and joking and giggling like normal sisters, but the day I had left I had known it was for the best. She needed to be protected, to be safe from what had been following me. I hadn't come back because I felt as if there was another thing ready for me, knowing I wasn't ready for them.

I stood there barefoot in the dark and I felt grateful for the fresh air and I leaned against the building as I stared off into space. I was thinking, of the memories, ways to avoid being seen for the remainder of this stop. I smiled to myself as I remembered how good a dancer I used to be. I used to compete with Elena and I'd usually win, but one time I let her win and she tackled me. I laughed out loud and stopped as I heard a snap of a branch. I looked around me, but saw no one. I squinted into the darkness on my left and saw a girl move forward towards me. I backed up a step.

"Hello" She said. She looked identical to… no, it couldn't be.

"Elena?" I asked.

"I'm not sure we've met, I'm Kathrine." She said and kept stepping towards me.

"Leave me alone." I said with a growl. Her face became a twist of color and that's when I knew. She was a vampire. I tried to scream, I didn't bring anything with me. She covered my mouth and then I could feel her wiping me away.

I woke up with my hands tied behind my back with such a simple material it surprised my groggy self, rope. I looked up and saw her standing there smirking.

"What the hell do you want?" I asked. I didn't scream, but I also wasn't gonna act calm when this bitch had tied me up.

"I want to fill you in on Elena." She said leaning over me and holding my cheeks in her hands to keep my gaze locked on hers. I noticed my blonde curly hair looked very similar to Kathrine's or Elena's if she had her hair curled and not straight. I looked into her eyes and saw images flood my mind as she spoke. She had a vivid way of telling me from the moment our parents died to when she had first met the two new vampire brothers, how one she was with and the other wanted her. Every detail came and I saw everything, even the kisses the two had shared with her.

"Why did I need to see that?" I asked when she was done.

"You are going to see her again, very soon." She said with a smirk.

"No! I can't. You can't make me." I screamed as I squirmed in the seat.

"Watch me." She said with another smirk.

Next thing I knew I was standing in the rain outside of our old house. She had left me in my black bra and panties. I had a cut across my cheek and cuts and scrapes all over my bare body. She wanted me to look presentable, she had said before leaving me standing here. She had said she was watching me and that others were watching me too. I couldn't go back to the motel until I had seen her again and more importantly, she had seen me. My hair was down and it was wet, looking straighter and rough from the pouring rain. I just stood there, hands at my side and then crossed over myself and then back at my sides for as long as I could hold it off. I tensed, feeling her gaze through my hair. I stepped forward and continued to walk.

I knocked on the door and stood there waiting when the door opened.