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The characters of Amelia (Mia) Asarian and Dracu are original creations of Monique (Moni) Muraciov.

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Vampire Diaries Fanfic

Chapter 1

Oh wow. Is that the Salvatore house? He told me it was big, but it is enormous. In his stories he never let on to the grandeur of it. Mia stopped her mustang a few yards away to take in the house. Will he remember me? Twenty years isn't long to a vampire, but I'm not eight anymore. She thought to herself. Well no use putting this off any longer. My time with him will be limited as it is. As she drove the rest of the way up to the house, the butterflies in her stomach increased. She took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves before getting out of the car. Mia leaned against it looking up at the house. Dressed in head to toe black, she knew her attire would mirror his, right down to the leather jacket.

"Well here goes." She said aloud as she walked up to the front door and knocked. "No turning back now." As the door slowly opened, her heart started to beat faster. I don't remember the last time I was this nervous.

"Can I help you?" Asked he pretty blonde who answered the door. This must be Caroline, the new vampire.

"Hi. I'm looking for Damon Salvatore," Mia said.

"Um, is he expecting you?" She asked.

"No, he doesn't know I'm here. Can you please tell him that 'His Mia' is here?" she asked her.

Caroline looked at Mia skeptically and sarcastically said, "His Mia?"

"Yes. He hasn't seen me in a really long – Damon!" she saw him come up behind Caroline and smiling brightly said, "Hi."

Damon stared at her a little confused. She realized that he was trying to place where he knew her. He looked her up and down, took in her 5'6 slender frame, long wavy brown hair, and brown eyes slowly. He looked into her eyes and then after a moment asked "Mia? My little Mia? Is it really you?"

She started to breathe again, once she realized she had stopped and let out a laugh, "Damon I haven't been little for a while now! It has been twenty years since that day you left us." Still staring at her he came up and ran his finger down Mia's cheek, the way he used to when she was little. Then he pulled her into a big hug, and squeezed tight. All as a confused Caroline looked on.

"Mia, Mia, Mia. I thought I'd never see you again." He said.

"Oh Damon, you really didn't think I'd stay away forever, did you? But," as Mia reluctantly pulled out of his arms, "as happy as I am to see you again, I'm here on business. We need to talk. And we're going to need Stefan and any other vampires you have on your side."

"Why don't I like the sound of that?" asked Damon.

"Because Damon, it's bad. Really bad." She replied.

Damon sighed and thought for a moment. "Alright, come on. Guess it's all going to come out now." And he led Mia and Caroline inside. The others hung around the large foyer and wondered what was going on. "Okay, everyone this is Mia- Amelia Asarian. I spent some time with her and her family back when she was eight years old," Damon announced.

"Damon, wow. I'm amazed." spouted Stefan, "I don't think you've ever given that much information so freely before."

Mia put her hand on Damon's arm to stop him from responding. "Let me?" she asked and continued when Damon gestured for her to do so. "Stefan, I presume?" Mia asked and continued when he nodded, "And you are Elena, Katherine's doppelganger. And you're in love with Stefan." She paused in front of Elena and looked into her shocked eyes. Mia then looked at Damon and thought, this triangle just got a little more complicated. "And you must be the resident Bennett witch," as she turned to Bonnie.

"How do y-" Bonnie started to ask but Mia raised a finger to stop her.

"Please let me finish, I promise I will explain everything. Ok?" Bonnie simply nodded with a bewildered look on her face. Mia slowly turned around the room, as she looked at the others that are there. "Well it looks like just about everyone is here. Caroline, Jeremy, Alaric. Just the wolf is missing. I take it he doesn't know everything yet?"

"Okay how do you know everyone?" asked Damon, completely surprised. While she looked around the room, she noticed the same look on everyone's faces.

"Damon," she said as she looked at him with her head cocked to one side, "Don't I always keep my promises?"

He smirked, "Yes I seem to remember you do. Please continue."

"I'll answer your question first, it is the easiest after all," she started, "I come from a long line of witches, to put it simply. Not the same type of witch as Bonnie, but a witch nonetheless. Damon, I'm surprised you didn't figure that out when you were with us."

"Is that why you're here now? To help us?" asked Bonnie

"If I can help I will, however I have my own demon after me." Mia said and then looked at Damon, "I've imagined this moment, I think a million times over the years. And never once was it this scenario." she looked down and quickly wiped a tear before she brought herself to gaze back into his blue eyes. "I was really hoping our reunion would be a happy one. But the circumstances that brought me here now, well it's not happy. Wait." She cut him off just when he was about to say something. "We have a common enemy who is bringing another war to your doorstep, and it is my fault. Damon, how much does Stefan know about your travels in Romania?"

"None" answered Stefan. "I didn't know you went to Romania."

Damon took a slow deep breath with his eyes closed. She was sure this is not something he wanted to share. But there is no hiding it now. Mia walked over to where he sat on the arm of the couch and put her arms around his neck. She lost herself deep into his eyes, searching. "Where is my Damon?" she whispered so softly, not even the other vampires in the room heard her. "There. There you are." She kissed him, very tenderly on the lips. "I have wanted to do that since I started liking boys," She confessed to him with a smile. He just looked at her, mesmerized, unable to say anything. She then turned from his gaze without letting him go and addressed the others in the room. "In order for you to understand, I have to start at the beginning. Well with that summer anyways. See, when I was eight, my family spent the summer at my aunt's farm in Romania. It was a very small village, dirt roads, no electricity, and no running water. Anyway, that summer my Aunt and Uncle also had a boarder staying with them. He was a loner just looking to hide out for a few months."

"I assume this loner was my brother," guessed Stefan.

"You are correct. And well, curious child that I was, I found him fascinating. Truth is I was drawn to him. It was only years later that I understood it. Anyway, I didn't know why, but he kind of adopted me as his little sister. I became his 'little Mia'. "

"Um, I have a question," said Elena, "Did your family know he was a vampire?"

Mia smiled and let out a chuckle. "I know it sounds bizarre, but yes, we all knew. And believe me, we were all happy to have him with us. See, Damon offered us protection. And in turn we protected him." She looked around the room at all the confused expressions and realized that Damon shared nothing of what happened with anyone. "See there had been a lot of attacks going on in the surrounding villages. Not vampire related. When Damon showed up, they slowed down and altogether stopped, for a little bit. Anyway, that summer we bonded. And when the night terrors came, he was the only one who could calm me down." Everyone in the room noticed her shiver at the memory.

"You are still having them, aren't you?" asked Damon.

"Yes. But they only come once in a while. And this time I welcome them. They have turned into premonitions. I'll get to that. It's what brought me here now." Damon tightened his arms protectively around her. He knew exactly how bad the night terrors were. "Anyway, I took to sleeping in Damon's room since having him near lessened the intensity of them. Oh, I still had nightmares, but they weren't terrors."

"I still don't understand why no one was afraid of him." Bonnie interjected, "He is a vampire."

"Well, ok, my family," Mia paused for a moment to gather her thoughts on how to proceed. "I come from a long line of supernaturals. We aren't vampires or werewolves, but well, witch is the best way to describe us. Bonnie is a true witch, where as my family was well adopted by the craft, generations ago. But the point is we gave Damon shelter and in turn he protected us."

"I wasn't able to stop that attack." Damon said as he frowned at the memory and instinctively tightened his arms around her. She turned in his arms to look at him, and saw how much the memory still bothered him, simply because he was unable to prevent it.

"Damon there was nothing you could do. Dracu was watching all of us. And you needed to go feed. You saved my life that night," she stated.

"What happened?" Stefan asked cautiously.

"Dracu, a cursed mortal was after me. He needed me to die in order to break the curse. And I almost did. He came late that night. I was sleeping in Damon's room, as usual, and he was out feeding. Something woke me up and lured me outside into the clearing. I was half asleep and didn't realize what was going on until it was too late. Before I knew it, I was on the ground, dying." She paused for a moment before she went on, "He only ran off because Damon was inches away from him."

"I heard the family screaming and knew something was wrong. A moment longer and you would have died," Damon spoke softly. "You bled out so much I didn't think my blood would save you."

"It's true. You gave me so much blood that you barely had any left in you."

"Mia, are you a vampire?" the question that they were all wondering came from Jeremy. Mia looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Not exactly."

At this response Damon tensed, and asked, "What do you mean, not exactly?" He stood and turned her around to face him. He put his hands on her shoulders, looked into her eyes continued, "You did not die that night. And you have grown up. You are NOT a vampire."

"True." Mia replied, "I didn't die. Yes Damon, you saved my life. But, I'm not entirely human."

"What do you mean, 'Not entirely human'?" asked Stefan.

Mia took a deep breath and still looking into Damon's eyes answered, "Yes, I am still mortal. Yes, I will die. However, I have vampire traits. I have vamp speed and hearing. And, I do crave blood."

At that statement Damon looked at her pained and on the verge of tears said, "No. Mia, tell me the truth." His eyes and voice were full of compulsion.

"I also cannot be compelled, yet I can compel. I have no Vervain on or in me, as it has no effect on me." Mia explained.

"Wait, wait," said Stefan, "You crave blood?"

She refused to turn from Damon's gaze, as she answered, "Yes. I need just a little every few months or I go thru what I call withdrawal."

"But you aren't a vampire?" asked Caroline.

"No. Also the sun doesn't bother me, but I don't heal as fast as you do," She said.

"Okay, as interesting and confusing as all this is," started Elena, "what brought you to us now?"

Mia smiled. Leave it to Elena to bring us back to the present. "Two reasons." she started, "The easy one, I missed Damon. And the harder one, Dracu is coming here for you, Damon. And I'm not about to let the other half of my soul die." The entire room gasped in surprise at that statement. Only Damon and Mia remained silent, staring into each other's eyes. "I wonder what has them more surprised. The fact that a monster is coming here to kill you, or that you are the other half of my soul?" Mia then turned to Elena, "Elena you aren't' the only one who fell in love with a Salvatore. But unlike yours, my love isn't returned. At least not how I would hope."

"Mia," Damon said in a soft whisper. She closed her eyes at hearing the sound of his voice. Do I dare to hope that he would, could love me as more than a little sister? Can he feel that connection between us? She sighed. Maybe it's better if he doesn't. I'll make what I need to do easier.

"Oh Mia," he said and turned her face to him. He lifted her chin to meet her eyes, but she kept them closed, terrified of what she would see in them. But the next thing she knew, Damon was kissing her. After a moment Damon pulled her closer to deepen the kiss. In that moment the world stood still. They were just a boy and a girl, their souls becoming one again after years spent apart. A cough from somewhere in the room broke the intimacy and reminded them that they were not alone. Slowly they pulled apart and looked into each other's eyes.

"Mia, why are you crying?" Damon asked gingerly.

How do I answer him? After taking a deep breath, she answered "Because I've been imagining that happening for a few years now, and as much as I want it," she paused for a deep, slow breath, "it makes what I'm going to do that much harder."

"Do? What do you have to do? Mia, what aren't you telling me?" Damon asked, as concern crept into his voice.

"You aren't going to like my answer."

"Tell me," he said with a slight sternness in his voice. Mia let out a long sigh. How do I tell him now?

"Damon, I said I'm here to save you. And, well, I order to do that, I have to die," Mia said sadly.

"What? No. You don't have to save me. No one is going to kill you or me." He said his voice full of concern.

"Damon, every war has casualties. You know that. In this case, it's me," She said looking into his eyes with tears streaming down her face.

"Wait, let's just…" Stefan started, "how do you know this?"

"I had a premonition. Actually I have had that same one several times," she stated.

"What exactly do you see?" asked Stefan.

Mia closed her eyes. I do not want to see that again…Every time I see it I feel it all happening. "Forgive me for not going into details. Every time I see it, I feel it all. I'll just say that a stake that is meant for Damon, hits me," she finally told them.

"Hits you instead?" Stefan questioned.

"Well I kind of jump in front of it before it can hit Damon," she explained.

"But how do you know that saves Damon?" continued Stefan. "Mia, there's more to this story isn't there?"

"I don't die right away, but the attack stops. Damon lays me down on the ground and tells all of you to stay with me. Then he takes off with Stefan barely able to keep up with him. But that's where the vision ends." Mia said with a frown.

"You know, there is an easy way to solve this. I'll just turn you and you avoid stakes." Damon said with a smirk.

"Damon, you can't. It's ok, I've known for a while I would die young," she said with a forced smile.

"No!" Damon screamed, "There has to be another way, I just got you, damn it, I am not going to lose you." He tried to mask his pain with anger, and his anger grew.

"When is this supposed to happen?" Stefan asked concerned. "Maybe we have enough time to figure this out."

"What is there to figure out?" Damon stated forcefully. "I am turning you. End of story." Mia shook her head in contradiction before he could finish.

"Damon, you can't turn me. You need me to stay mortal," she said sadly. God I would love to spend eternity with you.

"Why?" He pouted.

"Simple. You need my blood." With blank stares all around her, Mia continued. "My blood will give you added strength. Think of my blood like vamp steroids, only without the nasty side effects. And you'll need it if you are going to kill Dracu." Finally everyone started to understand, well some of them. "Look, I know that he is not your war, even though Damon's and my blood combined is needed. I understand you have bigger things to worry about with Klaus and the Originals. And I really wish I could help you with that. But Dracu is my war. And unfortunately when Damon saved my life, he was brought into it unknowingly." Mia stopped as the exhaustion hit her and started to show. Damon noticed the slight slump in her posture immediately.

"Ok, well clearly this topic isn't over. But for tonight it is. Mia when was the last time you slept?" Damon asked standing in front of her. She stood there, with her head tilted to one side and tried to remember. "If you have to spend that much time thinking about it, then it has been too long. Come on, I'm putting you to bed. Are your bags in the car?" She simply nodded. Now that it had entered her mind, all she wanted was sleep, not certain of the last time she slept. Sleep would be very good, and hopefully dreamless, she thought to herself. The next thing she knew, Damon nudged her onto his bed. She let him take care of her the way he used to when she was little. When he went to leave the room she asked, "Please stay with me." He didn't even hesitate and crawled into bed behind her, determined that she would have a restful sleep.