Disclaimer: Don't own the characters unless they're OCS. Starts off from the end of 4x01 and goes my own way. But the whole council finding out about people's vampire identities never happened. I dislike that plot line a lot; it's so boring in my opinion.

"Fuck." I grunted as everything fell apart from my hands. Farrah barked next to me. "Forgive me oh mighty one but in these type of situations it is required to swear." Farrah barked again. "Screw you dog. I am my own person." She growled at me. "Don't you have to pee in someone else's garden?" Farrah just started licking her paws. I gasped at my dog. "You already did? When? That was fast. You got super speed or somethin' I know nuttin' 'bout?" I spoke to her in a cockney accent. I swear, if dogs rolled their eyes at humans right in front of them, that is what would have happen. I picked up my box of cassettes and stacked it up on top of the box of kitchen cutlery, I tried to pick it up and quickly run into the house but Farrah barked loudly startling me. Next thing I knew I tripped over air, the boxes fell from my hands and I landed splat on my face on the pavement. Farrah did not stop barking. I turned around to glare at her but saw why she was barking. There was a cute guy across the street. "What are you, an imbecile?" Farrah just kept on barking. The guy noticed my predicament and came over. "Stop barking you stupid dog." I hissed at her putting my hands over her jaws and making her look into my eyes. "Quiet. We don't want to scare off the pretty boy." The guy stood over me and Farrah. He was tall. He was blond. He smiled. 'Score doggie. He's got a cute smile.'

"Hi, I'm Matt. Need some help?" I stood up and looked at my stuff spread across the pavement.

"Yup. Looks like my strength is not as stellar as I thought." He chuckled. "I'm Lily." I went to shake his hand but mine was covered in Farrah's slobber. "Uh—Let's just acknowledge that we introduced ourselves and go on from there. No need to shake hand." He grinned and nodded, I wiped the slobber on my jeans. "Farrah, inside." My dog looked at me like I was insane and nuzzled up to Matt's legs. My eyes nearly bulged out of my skull. "I'm so sorry about her, I'm sure you don't want her fur and salvia all over you, she's usually not like that." Matt shook his head, crouched down at her level and patted her.

"I love dogs, always wanted to have one." Farrah let out a soft rumble of pleasure as his hands were going through her fur. I was sure she was having a field day with this and was milking it as much as she could, not for me, purely for herself. Matt looked up at me. "What breed is she? I've never seen one like her." I nodded.

"Yeah, that's because my neighbours dogs liked to frolic with each other much to everyone's displeasure." I grinned as Farrah gave me a warning growl. "She's a mix breed of a Siberian Husky and a Golden Retriever." Matt nodded.

"She's beautiful." He stood up.

"Thanks." Farrah also barked thanking him.

"So, do you need help moving your stuff in?" I nodded and pointed at the boxes that were untouched at the bottom of the stairs in front of my open door.

"You take care of these and I'll make sure that this..." My hand hovered over the cassettes and cutlery. "...is cleaned up. And afterwards I can offer you hot chocolate. I don't drink coffee and I don't know where tea is so all I can offer you for your troubles is hot chocolate." Matt grinned and I felt my legs going weak. He was really cute.

"Hot chocolate is perfect actually." I nodded with a smile not sure if I could say anything. He, on the other hand, picked up some boxes confidently and put them in my house's foyer. I started cleaning up the mess that was still untouched throwing Farrah a glare.

*Meanwhile at the grill*

Caroline couldn't take her eyes off Tyler, Klaus finally left his body and she was so happy to have her boyfriend back. Tyler couldn't stop grinning every two seconds because he knew Caroline kept on looking at him with happiness bubbling up inside her.

"Did you talk to Bonnie yet?" He asked her finally looking at her. She shook her head and scooted closer to him so she could lean on his arm.

"She's talking to her grams. I think we should do something for her." Tyler's eyebrows furred in confusion.

"For Bonnie's grams? You know she's dead right? And only Bonnie can see her." Caroline grinned.

"No silly, I meant for Bonnie. After all, she saved your life, got Klaus out of your body and then convinced the witches to bring you back from the dead. I mean yeah, you're just a werewolf now but you're alive. You don't know how happy I am because of that." Tyler put his arm around her waist and brought his lips to hers.

"Yeah, you're right. We should do something for her. But what? I don't think there is anything... expensive enough." Caroline grinned again at her boyfriend's teasing about her shopping habit. She was about to retort when her phone vibrated startling the both of them.

"It's my mom." She picked it up not breaking off from Tyler. "Yeah, mom?" There was a moment of silence before Caroline jumped on her feet and screamed "WHAT?!" making everyone in the bar look at her with interest. "But—But how —? No I know how public transport works mom." She sat back down. "Yeah, okay. I'll try, can't promise anything." She rolled her eyes and Tyler thought something big must have happened to get Caroline this annoyed in a matter of minutes. "Fine! But you owe me." She hung up the phone with malice pressing the red button on her smart phone. Tyler put his hand on her back to soothe her.

"What's the matter?" Caroline looked at him annoyed.

"You're not back because Bonnie managed to convince the witches to bring you back." Tyler looked at her confused. "It was because my cousin came into town." Tyler just got more confused. "She's got this thing. Me and Elena always mocked Lily for it, she's like..." Caroline found it to find the right words. "...special or something." She spat out. "But her dad died last year and my mom is her legal guardian now 'cause her own mother split like two months ago. So now she's back from England. In my life. This is just great. And here I was happy." Tyler did not understand any of that but he pretended to.

*Back to our main character's house*

Matt invited me to a party at a bar called 'The Grill' in the evening. I don't like parties, or bars, or clubs, or gathering of any kind in particular. There is nothing to do there, EVER. Everyone always convinces me to go and I end up regretting it. But even this time I gave in because Matt wouldn't take no for an answer. Farrah sat in front of me on the kitchen floor. "Oh, don't you judge me. Maybe it really WILL be fun this time." I poured food into one of her bowls and some tap water in the other. She barely even glanced at it and just kept staring at me. "Farrah, stop it. Matt is cute. And he's nice. And I'm not gonna break my celibacy for a guy I've known 5 seconds, okay? You just need to stop assuming things. You're just a dog." She growled. "Fine, you're not just a dog. You're my judgemental best friend of a dog. Happy?" She licked her teeth and went to eat her lunch leaving me in peace. I sighed in relief. There's a reason why I'm a cat person. Someone knocked on my door which was strange. 'Maybe it's a new neighbour.' I thought to myself. But it wasn't. When I opened the door, I saw the girl who liked to make my life hell. My lovely cousin, Caroline Forbes. She smiled sweetly at me.

"Hey Lils. How are ya?" She asked in a bubbly voice. There was a guy behind her. He was cute too. I just came into this town and already saw two cute guys whilst back in London seeing one was a privilege that happened once a month.

"Caroline. What brings you here?"

"Your unexpected visit here of course." I rolled my eyes at her.

"Caroline, I am in a house, this clearly isn't a visit." Her eyes widened.

"Oh, but I had absolutely no idea what-so-ever." She said in her innocent way.

"Drop the act, Blondie." She immediately smirked.

"You're blonde too genius. Are ya gonna invite us in or do we have to stand out here for the entire 3 minutes I am willing to spend talking to you?" I opened the door wider for her to come in but she didn't. Her friend moved forward but Caroline stood in one place. "I'm afraid I need you to say it very clearly otherwise I'm not willing to step inside this place because I might get mixed signals here." I was tired of her antics already and it hasn't even been one whole day yet. I was about to invite her in but Farrah came up to me and started barking at the two visitors viciously. I had to pull at her collar to stop her jumping and attacking them. Caroline looked freaked out whilst her friend just glared at Farrah.

"What's wrong with your dog?" He asked me. There were only a few reasons why Farrah would bark at someone this angrily and try to attack them. I stared at my cousin in astonishment. Farrah calmed down but she was growling at them.

"You're a vampire." I whispered. Caroline looked from behind her (most likely) boyfriend at me.

"How did you know that?"

"Oh come on Caroline! My dog viciously wanting to attack you sort of gave it away." I said irritated, she really had her blonde moments. My eyes narrowed on her boyfriend though. "But you're not dead. You were but not anymore. No you're..." I stared at him for a few more minutes before I saw a slight flash in his eyes of gold. "...you're a werewolf." He gaped at me idiotically.

"So what if he is?" Caroline asked.

"You're the one the witches were talking about aren't you? Why do they want you alive?" I asked him quickly. Tyler looked around making sure no one was listening.

"Maybe we should have this conversation somewhere more private?" He suggested. I glanced at Caroline and then at Farrah who was staring at my cousin intently.

"Fine, Caroline, please come in." She stepped over the threshold delicately as if worried that Farrah would attack her any second. I understood though. Farrah was glaring at her. I closed the door behind them and took them into my kitchen because that was the only place that had any furniture and was not stocked up with boxes.

"I don't know why the witches spared me. I don't know why they need me." He said, Caroline looked around my house shaking her head and started to unpack some of the boxes in the living room at her vampire speed. 'Show-off.'

"So you're telling me that I invited a vampire into my house for no reason at all? Gee, thanks for the information Mr Douche." I sat down at the table, so did he.

"The name's Tyler." I gave him an irritated look.

"Look, here's my story. There was a very powerful vampire-werewolf hybrid in my body; it was like he possessed my body for the time being. Caroline realized and asked Bonnie, our witch friend who put him there in the first place to get him out. Bonnie did but the doppelganger is dead. The doppelganger needs to be alive for the hybrids to live. This hybrid who possessed me bit me so I'd become a hybrid but since the doppelganger is dead, when he left my body I had to die as well. Bonnie tried her hardest to bring me back. She even begged her grams, who was a very powerful witch when she was alive. Bonnie said that it didn't work but the next thing I knew after pitch black was that I could breathe again. Bonnie's grams appeared to her again saying that I am alive again but not as a hybrid but as a werewolf only again." I stared at Tyler for a few good seconds before getting up and taking an aspirin. I sat back down after swallowing the little white pill.

"Okay." I took a deep breath. "That's a lot to take in."

"Tell me about it." I gave him a half smile.

"Now I guess it's my turn." He nodded encouragingly. Caroline was still unpacking my house and organising everything. "I don't drive. I can but...it's a long story, not important right now. So from the airport I needed a cab or some other service. But my flight was really delayed. As in I got to America at about 2 am when I was supposed to get here at 5 in the afternoon. I had to wait till 6 am for the next taxi because there were none left on duty. There is a motel near the airport though so I stayed there last night. The witches came to me in my dream. They said there was a werewolf who needed my help coming back because he would be a key player in a fight between the good and the bad. I know it sounds dodgy but hey, the witches like to be cryptic and shitty like that. So yeah, I helped them out and I guess, you're the key player." Tyler's jaw was nearly on the floor by the time I stopped talking.

"Could I have one of those aspirins now?" I nodded and quickly gave it to him. "So you're a witch?"

"Not exactly. You want the long explanation or the short?" Caroline, finally finished unpacking my house, sat next to me.

"Short please." She sang.

"I'm a sorceress of ancient magic. It's much more powerful than the Bennet witch line. It's more powerful than the Salem witches combined. Have you ever seen Buffy?" He nodded. "Well my magic is sort of like that, passed on from generation to generation when a sorceress dies. Except once a sorceress fucked up, she died and came back to life many times creating many sorceresses. It's was really annoying and long and it messed up big time. Witches were created out of that mess."

"Wait, so the sorceress created witches? I thought magic was always around? Like from the beginning of time. That's what Bonnie's Grimoire says anyways." Caroline contributed to the story. I took a deep breath and nodded.

"Yeah, magic always existed. But Caroline, there is much more than just witches and sorceresses out there. One thing I've learnt over the years is that there is always, ALWAYS, something more powerful out there."

"How did you learn all of this?" Tyler asked me. I patted Farrah who was licking Caroline's hand. "The dog told you this?"

"She's a familiar. We can communicate with familiars. It's like there is a radio frequency that we can talk on. I'm not sure I'm explaining it clearly but..." I searched for the right words that'd they would easily understand. "...I can understand her and she can understand me." Caroline frowned but didn't stop Farrah from licking her hand.

"But in Bonnie's Grimoire it said that familiars are cats that used to be humans and were punished-" I shook my head interrupting her.

"Nope. That's only and strictly for witches. Witches who misused magic punished to watch over young stupid witches. But there aren't many cat familiars anymore because..it's like a boogie man story. Every witch is afraid of becoming a boogie man, aka a familiar. But sorceresses, they're familiars come in many shapes and forms and they are not at all human. Take Farrah here, she is all dog, always was and always will be. I only got her two years ago, heck I was there when she was born and we communicated from that very moment. I communicate with her as any other human and she communicates with me like she does with dogs but there is this translation, is that the right word? Yeah, something translates our languages so that we understand each other. It's very old and very ancient magic that we both quite fully don't understand yet. I mean, I'm only 17. I've got a life time to learn about this stuff." Caroline snorted.

"I have a thousand life times." I rolled my eyes at her.

"Does everything have to be a competition with you?" She smirked victoriously. Tyler looked between the two of us. "If you remember correctly dear cousin, I have anger issues, I could beat the crap out of you if I wanted to."

"Lily, I'm a vampire. And I'm awesome. Give up." I looked around my house.

"Thanks for decorating my house." She nodded.

"You welcome, besides, I have better style than you and it looks much better than what you had planned." I gave her a surprised look.

"I didn't have anything planned yet. Everything arrived only a few hours ago." She smirked. I realized what just happened. She got to my stuff before I had time to hide my precious possessions. She went through everything. "Those magazines are not mine, okay?" Her smirk was glued to her face. "Fine, they're mine. But at least I'm still a virgin." Tyler's eyes widened when he realized what I was talking about.' Fucking hormones, fucking sexual frustration.'

So yeah...lemme know what you think. Is it worth anything to you lot? Was there too much information there? DO YOU GUYS EXIST? I feel like I'm talking to myself. But yeah. :) Awesome A/N