She walked into the Mystic Grill with one purpose. Find Stefan Salvatore. She knew that Lexi had been here to see him and so she intended to ask him if he knew where Lexi was. She walked up to the bar and took a seat.

The young bartender walked over to her and gave her a shy smile. "What can I get you?"

She looked him over. He was young and fairly cute, with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. She smiled back. "Whiskey Sour."

As the bartender went to make her drink, she took a moment to look around the place. Her eyes automatically landed on the front door, or more accurately, the person who just walked in.

Dark brown, almost black hair, stricking blue eyes, full pouty lips, toned body, black t-shirt, dark jeans, black biker boots and a black leather jacket. He was by far one of the sexiest men she had ever seen. As she was still looking him over, green eyes connected with blue and he gave her a smirk before sitting a few seats down from her.

Damon's POV:

As soon as he walked into the Grill he noticed her. How could he not?! She was gorgeous. Long golden blonde hair, big green eyes, pouty red lips and an amazing body, from what he could see of it anyway. She was wearing tight jeans, black leather heeled boots, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket. He noticed her checking him out, so he decided to stand still for awhile longer. And then her eyes connected with his. He expected her to look startled or embarrassed, hell he expected at least a blush, but no, she just kept on looking at him. 'Hmm interesting.' he thought. He gave her his trademark smirk. He walked towards the bar and sat a few seats down from her and ordered a bourbon.

End Damon's POV.

He was staring at her. She could feel his eyes on her. She turned and looked at him. He gave her another smirk. She tilted her head and raised her right eyebrow. "What?" She asked.

This just seemed to make him smirk more, if that was possible. "You're new." He said.

"How'd you guess that?" She asked sarcastically.

"Cause I've never seen you before. And I assure you that I would definitely remember you." He grinned and winked at her.

She rolled her eyes. "Great line Casanova, you use it often?"

Damon laughed and slid down a few seats so that they were now side by side. "No one's ever called me out on it before."

"Well now you can mark that off your list."

He grinned and turned his body so that he was facing her. He reached his hand out. "Damon Salvatore."

She turned her body towards him as well. "Buffy Summers."She went to shake his hand, but Damon turned her hand and raised it to his lips, brushing a kiss across her knuckles.

"Pleasure to meet you Miss. Summers." He purred.

"The pleasure is all mine MR. Salvatore." She turned back towards the bar and took a sip of her drink. She looked back at Damon. "Salvatore? Any relation to Stefan Salvatore?"

Damon looked at her, eyes narrowing slightly. "He's my little brother. Why?"

Buffy shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "He's an old friend, haven't seen him in awhile."

Damon leaned in close to Buffy, his lips almost touching hers. "You know Stefan?"

"Yes. Do you happen to know where I can find him?"

"He's probably home. We live at the old Salvatore Boarding House."

"Great. Maybe I'll stop by." And with that she stood up and walked out of the grill.

Damon downed the rest of his drink and rushed out of the Grill. He looked around once he was outside, but she was gone. "Damnit!" He rushed to his car and speed off towards the boarding house.

Damon rushed inside the house, he spotted Stefan instantly, sitting on the couch reading. Stefan looked up at Damon. "What?"

Damon walked over towards the drink cart and poured himself a drink, before turning towards Stefan. "Do you know someone named Buffy Summers?"

Stefan thought for a moment before shaking his head. "No, why?"

"Oh, because she says she knows you. Said you two were old friends and that she might 'stop by'."

Stefan looked confussed. "I don't know her. Where did you see her?"

"The Grill. We had a nice little... Chat."

Stefan stood up. "What did you talk about? What does she look like?"

Before Damon could answer him, someone interupted.

"Like this."

Both Damon and Stefan turned to look at the person who had just spoken. Damon was the first to speak. "Hello, Buffy." He leered at her.

"Damon." Buffy said, barely sparing him a glance.

Stefan looked between the two. His gaze finally settled on Buffy. "My brother says that you know me."

Buffy shook her head. "I lied. I know of you though."

Stefan looked at her skeptically. "How?"

"We have a friend in common."

"Ok, I'll bite. Who's the friend?"

"Lexi."

Stefan cast a glance at Damon, but Damon was too busy looking at Buffy. "You know Lexi?" Damon asked.

Buffy nodded her head and walked further into the room. "Yup. That's actually why I'm here."

Stefan cast a suspicious look towards Buffy. "What do you mean?"

" Well last I heard from her, was that she was coming here to see you, then she was going to see Bon Jovi. She called me the night she arrived in Mystic Falls and said that after her concert, she was going to join me in Madrid. I haven't heard from her since." Buffy said.

Stefan shot a pointed look at Damon. Damon simply rolled his eyes and turned his attention back towards Buffy. "Maybe she's kicking back with Bon Jovi and some O Positive. I mean this is Lexi we're talking about, she likes to live it up and have fun." Damon said.

Buffy narrowed her eyes and took a menacing step towards Damon. "You know something."

Damon's eyes widened slightly and he fought the urge to take a few steps back. "I don't know what you're talking about." he managed to get out. Buffy took another step towards Damon and leaned in so that they were almost touching. She looked into his eyes, searching for something. After a few moments she seemed to have found whatever it was that she was looking for. Her eyes hardened, her muscles tensed and her hands balled into fists at her sides.

Stefan noticed the change in the blonde the second it happened. He took a step in her direction. "Buffy..." He started. It was no use, in the span of a few seconds, Buffy had Damon pinned to the wall, with her hand around his throat. She moved so fast that Stefan couldn't even believe what had just happened.

"What did you do?!" Buffy screamed.

Damon tried to pull her hand away from his neck, but she was too strong. He looked towards Stefan. "Stefan, a little help here!" He motioned to Buffy with one of his hands. Stefan ran towards her, but as soon as he got close enough, Buffy backhanded him with her free hand. Stefan went flying across the room and landed hard on the floor.

Damon looked from Stefan to Buffy, his eyes widening in shock. "How did you... What are you?" He asked.

Buffy tightened her grip on his throat. "What did you do to Lexi? Where is she?!"

Damon started to speak, but her grip was too tight, so she loosened it some. "She's not here." He gasped.

Buffy pulled him forward and slammed him back into the wall, the dry wall cracking from the force. "Where is she?" She growled.

"She's dead."

Buffy whirled around to look at Stefan. She maneuvered her body so that she could look at Stefan and still keep Damon pinned to the wall. "What do you mean she's dead?" She asked.

"I mean exactly what I just said. She's dead. Lexi is dead." Stefan said.

Buffy was fighting hard to keep the tears pooling in her eyes, from falling. "What... What happened?" She managed to ask.

Stefan looked at her with sympathy in his eyes. He knew how she was feeling right now. He had felt the same way as he watched Damon shove that stake through Lexi's heart. "Let Damon go and we can talk about all of this. Ok?"

Buffy looked from Stefan to Damon and back to Stefan. She shook her head. "No. No, you tell me what happened to her. You tell me now!" She said frantically.

Stefan sighed and looked past her at Damon. Damon shook his head no. Stefan knew that he couldn't tell her how Lexi died, not while she had Damon pinned to the wall. "Buffy..." He started, while walking towards her. He held his hands up in front of him, showing her that he meant her no harm. "Buffy, listen to me. Let him go and we'll talk ok? Please. I'll tell you everything. I'll tell you what happened, just let Damon go first." Stefan said calmly.

Buffy looked at Stefan for a few moments and then she turned and looked at Damon. She looked as though she was struggling with herself, debating on if she should let him go, or not. After what seemed like hours, she finally nodded her head, still looking at Damon, she said "Ok." She said it so softly and quietly that Damon wasn't sure she'd actually said anything. Then she let him go and took a step back from him.

Damon started to cough and gasp as he rubbed his sore and no doubt bruised neck. "Man you're strong!" He said. "I think you might have actually crushed my windpipe." He wheezed and looked at Buffy accusingly.

Buffy didn't even spare him a glance. She was looking at Stefan. "I let him go." She stated the fact and motioned at Damon.

Stefan nodded his head. "Thank you."

Buffy just stared at him. "Tell me."

Stefan spared a quick glance at Damon, who was still rubbing his neck. He looked back at Buffy and sighed. " I need you to agree to something first."

Buffy shook her head. "No. That was not the deal. You said for me to let him go and you would tell me what happened to Lexi. Well I let him go. I held up my end and now you need to pay up on yours. So you can either start talking or I will rip your brother's throat out." She growled.

Stefan took a few steps towards Damon. All the while keeping his eyes on Buffy. "I will. Buffy, I promise that I will tell you what you want to know. I just need you to promise me something first."

He stared at her, silently pleading with her. Finally she relented and nodded her head. "Fine."

Stefan smiled slightly. "I need you to promise me that you won't kill Damon after I tell you what you want to know."

Buffy looked over at Damon, her eyes narrowing. "Why? What did he do?"

"I need you to promise me, or no deal."

"How do you know that I won't kill him anyway? Even if I do promise you that I won't, how do you know that I'll actually keep my promise?" She asked.

"I know you won't. Lexi would have never have been friends with someone who wouldn't keep their word. So, do we have a deal or not?"

Buffy sighed. Throwing her head back and looking up at the ceiling, she huffed. "Fine!" She looked back at Stefan and crossed her arms in front of her chest. "We have a deal. I promise that I won't kill Damon. Happy?"

Stefan smiled at her. "Thank you."

"Whatever. Start Talking."

Buffy was sitting on the couch, staring at the floor. Stefan had just finished telling her about how Lexi had died. Died? No that wasn't right, murdered was more accurate. Damon had murdered her. Of course Stefan had stressed that Damon had killed Lexi in order to get the council off of their trial. 'Why her? Why Lexi?' she thought.

Stefan poured some bourbon into a glass and handed it to Buffy. "Here." He had told Damon to leave the house for awhile, so that he could tell Buffy everything about Lexi. She didn't even look at him as she took the glass from him and knocked the drink back in one shot. Stefan looked at her with sympathy and understanding in his eyes. "Can I ask you something?" He asked her. She looked at him and simply nodded. "How did you know Lexi? I just mean... She never mentioned you."

Buffy smiled slightly. "No she wouldn't have. That was Lexi though. Always full of surprises." Stefan continued to look at her. Waiting patiently for her to continue. Buffy sighed. "I made her."

Stefan's eyes widened and his mouth was slightly hanging open from shock. "You, you made her?"

Buffy nodded her head. "Yup. I turned her."

"Wow."

"Yeah. I was lonely. I had been on my own for awhile. And then I met her. We just clicked. You know? She was like a sister to me. I loved her. I told her what I was, showed her. She didn't care. She said that she wanted me to make her like me. She wanted to travel with me and have fun together, forever. So I turned her." Buffy said. She looked at the floor, getting this far away look on her face as she got lost in her memories. "She was always so full of life. She was so care-free and she just had this way about her, that even if you were having the absolute worst day, she could make you laugh. This one time we were in Paris and Lexi wanted to race all the way to the top of the Eifel Tower, so we did. I won. Then we proceeded to get drunk and somehow we ended up completely naked on top of the Eifel Tower." She started to laugh at the memory.

Stefan laughed with her. "Yeah that sounds like her. She got me drunk for my birthday one year and I ended up on the tourch of The Statue Of Liberty."

Buffy grinned. "That's definitely Lexi."

"So what are you going to do now?" Stefan asked.

Buffy looked at him questioningly. "What do you mean?"

"Where are you going to go now?"

"I hadn't really thought about it. I mean I came here to find Lexi, there was really no plan beyond that."

"Well you could always stay here until you figure out your next move." Stefan suggested.

Buffy raised her eyebrows at him. "What about Damon?"

"What about him?"

"He killed her, Stefan."

Stefan sighed. "I know he did. I am so sorry. Lexi was my friend too Buffy and I miss her. I think you should stay here though. We could get to know each other. I mean we were both friends with Lexi for awhile, so we already have that in common. I don't know about you, but I could really use another friend. I'll make sure Damon leaves you alone."

Buffy thought about it for a few moments. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely. So... What do you say?"

Buffy smiled a huge smile. "All right. I'll do it."

Stefan smiled back at her. "Great. Come on. I'll help you go and get your stuff. Then you can come back and pick out a room."

Buffy jumped up from the couch and headed towards the front door with Stefan. "Sounds good." She said.