Title: Out of Sorts

Author: Alysia

Couple(s): Elejah, with others (maybe)

Summary: A new vampire is in town and Elena is placed under a spell, completely altering her personality.

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters familiar to TVD.

Author's Note: This takes place after 'Bringing Out The Dead,' but nothing else has happened. I know that Alaric's ring allows him to heal faster, but in my story, the process is slower. Elena hasn't spoken to either Salvatore, so she doesn't know that the Originals are all 'awake,' and she hasn't had a run in with any of them. So this story kind of got away from me, as in, I've added more characters to it then I originally planned.

Prologue

As he sucked at the woman's neck, her body began to wane. He held her closer to his body unwilling to relinquish his hold on her. It had been far too long since he'd gone without blood. When the blood flow began to weaken, he unhinged his jaw; blood dripping out of his mouth. Letting go of the brunette woman, he watched uninterested as her body slipped down and landed with a thud on the cement pavement.

"That's what I love about these small towns," his English accent, lilting his voice. He laughed looking at the woman on the ground. Seconds later, a second body joined hers; her red headed friend.

"Are you sure that this is what you want to do?"

With a narrowed eye, the blonde man looked to his companion. "I've waited far too long to see my Felicity. Katherine Pierce assured me that there was a doppelganger here."

The companion could only shake his head. "Yes, because Katherine is the epitome of trust." Did his friend not see that nothing good ever came from Katherine?

"No. She wouldn't lie about this," the 'leader' insisted. "And my witch confirmed it for me. She's here somewhere, and with that handy potion she gave me, I'll have my Felicity back."

The other vampire shook his head once again. He wouldn't have his Felicity back, he was just hoping that he could replace her with this…teen aged girl. He wouldn't leave him though. They were companions, friends, and he'd be supportive of the idea. "Okay, only a few miles to go," he murmured. He hadn't been interested in listening to Katherine's words, and now that he let himself be lead to the small town, he was even less interested.

"Only a few more miles to go," the blonde repeated, getting back into the car.

Welcome to Mystic Falls.

"Elena, I'm sorry, but it's still gonna be a while yet," Matt Donavon apologized as he approached the table she'd grabbed when she walked into the Grille an hour earlier. Since Alaric Saltzman was still in the hospital and Jeremy Gilbert was in Colorado, Elena spent more time with Matt than she had in a long while.

"It's fine, Matt."

"One of the waiters called in, and they asked if I could stay until they get the shift covered," he continued.

"Matt," Elena called his name. "Don't worry about it. I don't mind hanging out here." In all honesty, she wasn't very comfortable being home. Since they'd walked in to find blood everywhere and Alaric stabbed, she'd been uncomfortable.

Matt smiled at his ex-girlfriend. "Why don't you order something, it'll be on the house? I'll send someone over shortly." He moved away when a customer from his section of tables signaled for him.

Elena watched him go, a small smile on her face. It had been a rough couple of years, and that didn't include the supernatural side of things. When Elena ended her relationship with Matt, she never thought they would ever be friends again. Watching the young man, she mused over the person he was shaping out to be. He had turned out to be one of her closest friends, and she was thankful for that.

"What'll it be, love?"

Elena looked up to see a rather handsome man standing at the end of her table. His blonde hair was cut just an inch above his shoulders, and Elena was almost jealous over the perfect wave of it. His aquamarine eyes seemed to smile when she looked him over.

"Um, what was that?"

"What would you like?" He asked again, his voice was velvet, and Elena shifted in her seat.

"Where are you from?"

"Oh, just a small insignificant town in England," he shrugged. "Do I stick out so poorly? I'm just passing through."

"That's too bad," the words were out of her mouth before she could help herself. "Mystic Falls has a rich history, too bad you won't have a chance to fully discover it," she excused, hoping he wouldn't notice her drooling over him.

"I'm Adam. And what's your name, love?"

"Elena."

"Well, Elena," he drawled out her name. "What would you like?"

"I think I'll have a coffee, decaf," she replied.

"I'll be back shortly with it." She watched him walk away, a small smile on her face. The last time she'd met someone that captured her interest, it had been Elijah. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. She would not think about Elijah, just like she would forsake all vampires from there on out.

She barely had time to turn back to the book before her when a coffee cup and saucer were placed down in front of her. "I…hope you don't mind, but you looked so bored. I slipped a little something in it to liven your night."

"Well, at least you told me about it first," she told him, trying to be nice, but a niggling of worry still ebbed at her.

"If you'd like, I can get you another one," he offered.

"Don't worry about it."

Adam looked around the restaurant. "Well, I should be going."

"It was nice meeting you, Adam. I look forward to seeing you again," Elena told him.

"Oh, you can count on it," he promised. In a bold move, he grabbed her hand, lifting it up to his mouth and placed a kiss on it. "Until then, love." He disappeared as quickly as he appeared.

Elena turned back to the table in front of her, feeling utterly confused. Why was it that Matt needed to stay since there was already someone there? Unless, Adam was new and they didn't want him overwhelmed on his first day. Picking up the coffee, she took a sip.

"Oh, good, someone took care of you. Matt sent me over to get you something," the waitress said. "Was there anything else that you wanted?"

Elena smiled politely as she shook her head. "No, thank you though." When the older woman walked away, Elena looked around the room. For some reason, she felt like she was being watched. Forcing her nerves to calm, Elena took another sip. Her nerves had been on edge ever since she walked in to find Alaric at her house, bloody and barely hanging on.

"Are you ready to go?" Matt asked, half an hour later.

Elena looked up from her book. "Um, sure," she smiled. She grabbed her drink, downing it quickly before following him outside. "I'm glad that you're staying with me tonight," she shared, as they walked to her car.

"Me too," he agreed. He'd been alone far too long, and since Elena had sent Jeremy to Colorado, she spent more time alone at home.

When they reached the vehicle, Elena tossed him her keys. She noticed the peculiar look he gave her, but moved to the passenger side. "Thanks for sending Adam over with the liquor laced coffee," she told him, pulling her door shut.

Matt, pulled his own door shut and turned to her in alarm. "Who?"

"Adam. He was very cute by the way," Elena shrugged.

"Elena, there's no one there by that name. Please tell me you didn't drink a drugged cup of coffee."

Elena rolled her eyes. "I think I know better than that," she replied. "Besides, he was wearing the same work shirt…"

"Elena, there is no Adam that works there," Matt denied, alarm bells ringing in his head. "Maybe we should take you to the hospital?"

Elena rolled her eyes. "Way to be overdramatic," she murmured. When it appeared that he was going to start in again, she decided to placate him. "Look, I feel fine. I'm sure if I was roofied, that I'd be feeling…something by now."

Matt sighed. "Fine, but when we get home, you are going to drink a gallon of water to clean out your system."

"Yes, dad," she replied, smiling at Matt when he glared at her.

Okay, so no Elijah yet, but he'll be introduced soon. I know it's a little slow, but I'll get there!