Chapter One

"Do you think it will hurt?"

"I don't kno-"

As the bright, white light faded Damon and Bonnie were left alone in the Mystic Falls cemetery.

"What the hell just happened? Some creepy witchy stuff?", asked Damon.

"Whatever it was, it's gone now", answered Bonnie.

Suddenly they heard the sound of a car driving past the cemetery.

"Well at least we're not alone. I hear people talking over there."

He pointed to the exit you could barely see behind the many tombstones. But it looked like there were less than normal. They left and walked to the other side of the street. Now they saw that there were a lot of other people walking around. It was a sunny day in the normally not so peaceful town in which they both grew up.

"Just look at the clothes they're wearing, it looks like we're living in the 90's", said Damon,

"And all these buildings. It looks like they're celebrating something!"

They walked past the decorated houses until they saw two children and their parents coming out of the town's market. The little boy threw a ball he had with him to his sister who tried to catch it but it landed behind her on the street. Both kids immediately ran onto the road without seeing the car driving in their direction. Damon shouted at them to watch out but apparently they didn't hear him so he reacted quickly and jumped in front of the moving car. Right before it reached the two children Damon managed to push it to one side so it went past them straight into a street light. The siblings' parents picked their children up from the street and went to see if the driver of the car was ok. Bonnie watched it happen as she realized, they didn't hear him, neither could they see him but he could influence the way of the vehicle. Damon remembered, he knew those people. Not the children nor the driver but the adults that almost witnessed their son and daughter getting hurt right in front of their eyes. He then looked over to Bonnie who was watching the ongoing conversation between the parents and the driver just as intensely as he had been. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

Damon approached Bonnie and asked: "Do these people look familiar to you too?"

"Yes, they do. That's because you've seen pictures of them…These are Elena's and Jeremy's parents."

"And that," he pointed to the girl that was about 7 or 8 years old, "is Elena?"

"Yep, and the boy is…Jeremy."

They stood there silently watching the family interact.