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It's been five long years. Five years I've been gone from the town I once called home. I've missed it so much, but it was time to come home.

My twin brother Jeremy and I have been in Europe traveling across the continent for the past five years with our father who is a doctor, or surgeon to be exact. During the past five years my father has been going around Europe to multiple medical conferences discussing a new cure that he's been working on for over a decade.

It was hard with him gone all the time, but Jeremy and I were able to make the best of it. And when I say best, I mean best. We got to travel and visit landmarks and museums, it was really a once in a lifetime opportunity, which never would of happened if my mother hadn't passed away.

My mother Miranda Sommers Gilbert was quite the woman. She was smart, funny, kind, and knew her way around a kitchen. She died when I was 12 from drowning, I was devastated, we all were. My father really got into his work even more if that's possible when she passed. Jeremy started getting into drugs and that's when my father decided to take us with him.

I didn't want to leave my friends, my school, my childhood home, or my life but it was for the best. We all needed a change, and leaving Mystic Falls was just what the doctor ordered.

As time passed traveling and never staying anywhere for too long, my brother and I were put into a boarding school in London, and over break we'd join my father to once again travel around Europe staying in his friend's homes and sometimes resorts or hotels. Although during school I had a few of ok friends and so did Jer, although they weren't real lifelong friendships. Life was different than what we were used to growing up and it wasn't terrible to say the least, but Jer and I never really got to develop the friendships we wanted. We were all each other really had during that time.

When our father Grayson Gilbert was at medical conferences and at various hospitals, Jer and I would wonder around wherever we were and would just do our own thing. I would write and he would draw. Our talents grew and over time I competed in writing competitions and Jer in art competitions, we won quite a lot of them. Between the both of us we have over 150 awards, plaques, metals, trophies, and ribbons. I've been published and so has Jeremy. Our art was an escape for us both and we reveled in it.

I met writer like myself who I got on with and Jer met fellow artists and did the same. But, we both wanted more and that is why we're on a plane alone heading back to the place we once called home, Mystic Falls.

Our father however is staying in London at this point where he's settled down for now to continue his work. Jer and I are headed back to our old home, our childhood home to live with our Aunt Jenna who is in her junior year of college at Whitmore and will be living with us for an undisclosed amount of time.

Which takes us back to us going back home to Mystic Falls, Virginia.

As our flight lands, I look over at Jer and his face mirrors my own, we are home. Jer and I both wait in our seats until no one is left on the plane but us and the attendants. Jer slowly rises and then so do I. He opens the storage cabinet and takes down our carry ons, his a large black backpack and mine a tan passenger bag.

Right before we exit the plane Jer turns to look at me and I give him one small reassuring smile as we exit through the gate. We head down to the luggage claim and look for our suitcases on the rotating carousel.

I spot my two navy blue suitcases and Jer spots his black suitcases and we head out to greet our Aunt Jenna.

As soon as we exit the baggage claim Jer and I hear our names being called, or more shouted.

"Jeremy, Elena," we hear repeatedly, "Jeremy and Elena Gilbert, over here," we hear again.

"Jer you hear that," I ask.

"Yeah," he replies shortly. We both look around us only to spot "Gilbert" on a white card written in sharpie being waved around by our very own Aunt Jenna.

I smile softly and giggle myself as I look at Jer and see him looking back at me, we both have the same idea in mind and with that we drop our suitcases and run over to hug our wacky aunt.

"Oh I missed you guys," she says tearfully as she tightly hugs us back.

"We missed you to Aunt Jenna," I say as I squeeze her tight.

"We really did," Jeremy admits sheepishly embarrassed to say something so heartfelt and full of emotion.

"Aww," Jenna and I say in union and Jeremy tries to pull away a bit annoyed. He successfully pulls away only to be pulled back in.

"Jer we were just joking," I placate him.

"Elena don't lie to him," she says and we both giggle.

"You both suck," Jeremy says grumpily, but hugs us back none the less.

Finally we all pull away and Jer and I grab our luggage.

"So how was Europe," Jenna asks as we start leaving the airport and head to her car.

"Good," Jer replies.

"Great," I manage. Jenna gets a look of bewilderment on her face and stares at us shocked.

"What," Jeremy and I ask in union.

"What do you mean what, I just asked you how Europe was and you answer good and great, is that all I get," she asks her voice laced with hysterics.

Jer and I sigh simultaneously and smile at Jenna.

"It's been a long day," Jer says and I continue, "We'll talk about it later." Jer and I put our suitcases into the back of her silver BMW.

"I guess I'll take it for now, but later we will talk about what you've been up to the past 5 years," she says as she opens her driver door and gets in.

"Don't worry Jenna we will," I promise as I climb into the passenger seat and Jer climbs into the back.

"However, I will say this, I'm glad to have you both home," she says sweetly before starting the car.

"Me too Jenna, me too," I say as we leave the airport and head back to what I once called home.

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