A/N: I don't own the Vampire Diaries nor the gorgeous sexy vamp, Damon Salvatore. If I did, Damon and Elena would be together forever!
Feel free to review! This is somehow OOC. Set in "The Murder Of One" where Jenna is still alive and Elijah, Rebekah, and Klaus are part of
the scooby gang :) Enjoy :) Jenna is still alive so no one important died. Stefan didn't leave after homecoming and has his humanity back. No Elena bitchiness from 3x14 and no Debekah.
Elena was shaking her head in disbelief as she thought of the so many amusing changes that took place recently. After the "deathbed kissy thingy", as Damon liked to call it, and after everything they've been through to get Stefan, here she is still having an inner battle if the Originals are already their "allies". The time when they were all at the Boarding House after Homecoming, Klaus was more vulnerable than he ever was as he got down on his knees and begged for everyone's forgiveness. Since he only actually threatened people but didn't kill anyone, everyone forgave him. And everyone had to admit that Klaus wasn't as bad as they all thought he was. He was even... fun. The irony of her life was just checked her alarm clock and it was already noon. She decided to take a shower and head off downstairs. Jenna was already seated in the kitchen while Ric was getting a glass of water. The food actually smelled good. Bacon, French Toast, and scrambled eggs were all set on the table.
"Don't worry, Elena! Ric cooked, not me." Her aunt smirked at her as she sat down across from her.
"Ah. I was supposed to congratulate you. So much for me trusting you!" She chuckled as Jenna playfully hit her arm.
"Jeremy is over at Bonnie's so that leaves the three of us!" Jenna said enthusiastically as they all finished eating. She suddenly felt a buzz from her pocket from a new text she received from Stefan. 'Meet us at 5 p.m. sharp near the old Lockwood cellar beneath the woods. Bring Ric.' .
She pushed the phone towards Alaric so Jenna wouldn't have to hear and be involved in what was about to happen. Ric nodded and gave her a knowing look. She went up to her room. 3:05 . She still had exactly one hour and fifty-five minutes to spare before the whole "there is no such thing as supernatural" act ends. She stared at the ceiling for what seemed like forever. A part of her was glad.
At least she wasn't the long lost doppelganger or the "human blood bag" that Stefan had once called her. But another part of her was dull. Empty. She closed her eyes but all she could see was those electric blue orbs. She felt tears escaping from her eyes. She had missed him so much. The way that he looked at her, touched her, and comforted her felt like home. It was so unusual not to hear those witty comments that appeared to annoyed her but never failed to make her smile inside. She just kept crying until slept overtook hoping that the hole in her chest would disappear when she wakes.
