Author's Note: Hey guys, sorry this update is a little short but the next chapter is already written and this just seemed like a good section for a chapter. We will be seeing a lot more of the Mystic falls characters from now on. Next update will be a lot longer. Please read and review!

Previously on The Vampire Diaires:
"Isn't it obvious? I am not going to the Salvatore's house and neither are you." Sophie exclaimed.
I took a deep breathe. All of this wasn't real! What was the worst that could happen?
"Fine if you aren't coming along, I will just leave you here." I announced as I turned and began walking across the square. As the distance between us grew I knew Sophie would be getting more stressed. I could picture the way she would wring her hands as she debated the pros and cons of staying safely in the town and her fear of being left alone. I was coming up to the edge of the road when I heard,
"Lana wait. I'm coming with you."

I looked back to see Sophie running across the park towards me. As she drew up to me, she slowed down saying, "I still think this is a bad idea."
I smiled at her, "Well since we are walking into the lion's den, I am glad it's with my best friend. Because Sophie, after all you are the Thelma to my Louise."
"Wow! They died at the end of that movie so perhaps you shouldn't draw parallels between us and them." Sophie said bleakly.
We began to walk out of town. The entire time Sophie kept up a constant narration of why interfering was too risky.
The road gradually changed from perfectly paved to dusty gravel. The more we walked the more I wished we had a vehicle. At first the scenery had held my interest. The trees were dense and towering on both sides of the road. We hadn't gone very far out of town when I noticed that Sophie's chattering had stopped. I stole a glance at her. My guess was that fear had silenced her. She was walking as if her goal was to be as quiet as possible. With every step her face grew a little whiter and strained. Suddenly, without explanation Sophie darted off the road and into the tree line.
My first thought was that she had to throw up.
"Sophie…Sophie are you okay? Answer me!" I called. I grew nervous as I waited for her response or any sign that she was alive.
As quick as she had disappeared she came scrambling out of the woods a little farther up the road. I started laughing as I noticed the piece of wood clutched in her hand. She gripped it as if about to plunge in through a heart.
"What do you intend to do with that twig?" I couldn't hide the laughter in my voice.
"Shut up. I need to do this to feel safe I don't want to hear another word against the stake."
"Alright," I agreed, trying my best to suppress the laugh that was struggling to escape, "Just one observation though.".
"What"
"I thought that Damon was going to take one look at you, drop to his knees and profess his pure and undying love. You never made mention that you were going to go all Buffy the Vampire Slayer on his ass."
"Do you know what; I decided that it does not hurt to be prepared for anything! Besides like you would just walk up to Klaus and plant a juicy kiss on him. You would probably be thinking "Oh My God he is going to snap my neck at some point". Caution is advisable in this situation." Sophie finished dramatically.
"Hmm, maybe you're right." I acknowledged, "Still even if we knock on Damon's door and all he does is kill us, we will have actually seen him. In all fairness I think that means I can die happy."
"You intend to knock on their door?" Sophie exclaimed her voice going up an octave.
"How do you usually get someone to come to the door and talk to you? Were you planning on sneaking in to Damon's room and talking to him before falling into a passionate embrace?" I asked sarcastically.
"As much as I would like that, I feel that it's just not practical. Plus, what would you do during the time Damon and I are getting to know each other."
"I'm not sure. Probably text you repeatedly just to make you mad."
"Good to know you're a dependable friend." Sophie said as she rolled her eyes.
"Actually I have a secret for you." I said.
"Oooh, what?" Sophie replied excitedly.
"You know how in the show,"
"You mean The Plans." She cut across me.
"Oops, yes The Plans. Okay you know how in The Plans, Damon and Stefan always call each other brother. I hate that, I think it's so annoying." I blurted.
"What!" Sophie said, disbelief colouring her tone, "How can you hate that. It just fits the time period that they were born and makes the story so much better. I can't believe this! It's like you are a stranger to me."
"Sorry, I didn't mind it the first time but the more they say it the more it makes me feel like they are rubbing a cheese grater up my spine."
Sophie opened her mouth to reply but was silenced as we caught our first glimpse of the Salvatore boarding house.
"It's much larger than I thought it would be." I said as I craned my neck to look around.
Sophie stayed off to one side of the road standing so she was partly covered by some shrubs. Her eyes began to search the entire area rapidly. I was distracted by the house but she seemed to be on look out patrol. I thought it was a silly thing to do. If Damon wanted us dead there would be nothing we could do to stop him. After a few more scans Sophie turned her focus on me.
"Well Lana, what are you still doing out here I thought you were going to go knock on their door." Sophie taunted.
"I'm just thinking about what I am going to say. Plus, I am waiting for you to drop that twig. I feel like for our first meeting with vampires it might be awkward if you get jumpy and try to kill them. Not that they would have anything to fear I'm pretty sure all your weapon could do is give them some splinters."
"Quit stalling."
"I have one more thing to say. I find it very regrettable that the first time we meet the Salvatore's we had to trudge three miles under the baking sun. I imagine we smell awful and look no better." I groaned, looked down and started smoothing my shirt.
"Damn it, I hadn't even thought about that!" Sophie cried looking horror struck.
We looked at each other critically. Sophie's normally flawless makeup now looked the worse for wear and her long straight hair was filled with knots giving her a slightly crazed appearance. I had spent time smoothing and taming my curly hair that morning but I assumed that after our day's adventure it had returned to its naturally wild and frizzy state. I rubbed under my eyes hoping to eliminate any mascara that had run.
"You know, there is a chance that Damon isn't even at home." Sophie said hopefully as she gazed at the house, "We might go and knock on the door and discover he is absent."
"Perhaps he won't answer the door because he's standing behind you, wondering why you've been outside his house for the last ten minutes." A familiar voice drawled from behind us.

While he spoke it was if a spell had cast keeping us in place, but, as soon as he was quiet, the delayed reactions took over. I spun around to face him losing my footing on the rocks and fell on my butt.

Sophie let out a piercing scream, flinging her hands out in front of her in a motion of surrender, while accidentally throwing the stick down the road. I watched her pathetic twig fly into the distance and couldn't help but think, crap, there goes our first line of defense. My next thought was this is probably the first time Damon's victims ever incapacitated themselves.