I awoke to the aroma of freshly made-biscuits, scrambled eggs and fried bacon. It was breakfast and it was fresh. My eyes shot open with excitement and pleasure for I was starving. The sound of soft classical music came from downstairs as well; Stefan was up. He must have been making breakfast; there was no else in the house except for me. So I jumped out of bed, wearing my tank-top and PJ shorts.

I remembered when he would do this when I would come visit him on weekends and he would sometimes play games with me while eating. He would nibble on some eggs and pancakes when I made them, but he really didn't eat much. Stefan was always the one who made food for me when I really didn't need it. But he was always looking out for me, and I loved his cooking (he was better at it than me).

Anyways I was about to run down stairs when I realized that I heard snoring. I turned towards the right hall and Stefan's bedroom door was cracked. I opened it slightly and found that he was out cold and was dead to the world (inside joke). It was impossible for him to be out cold and then making breakfast, unless… there was someone else in the house. I gasped as I feared for my life for I didn't know who might be downstairs in the kitchen. That's when I ran back into my room, looking for my flag-pole.

"Shit" I sighed, realizing it was still outside in my car. So I grabbed one of the books already on my empty shelves. This was the best weapon of defense I had, but I didn't have much choice. So I slowly descended the stair with caution, holding tightly to my book. The music got louder as I got closer to the kitchen. I could someone whistling the tune as I came around the corner.

And there stood a tall man, about the same height as Stefan (6'1) with black hair with his back towards me. I stood hidden from the figure, who was properly making breakfast the same way Stefan did. It was scary that this man was standing the home of a vampire and that he thought it was okay to be preparing food in his kitchen. I gathered all my courage and finally attacked.

"Well hello." the man exclaimed grabbing my wrist. He squeezed my wrist in his bare hand; there was no way he had the strength to do this unless he was a vampire. His eyes were dark as they stared at me.

He grinned, "That's no way to greet someone, is it?" I began to scream as he tightened his grip on my wrist. Then he put his other hand over my mouth; I bit back catching him off guard.

"STEFAN! STEFAN!" I screamed as I ran away from the man. I was about to head up to Stefan's room, when he ran and blocked the stairs. He was a vampire as well; he had the strength and the speed.

"It's nice to meet you, Alyson. I've heard so much about you from Stefan." he smiled this time.

I was shocked, "How do you know about me and how on God's green-Earth do you know Stefan?" He walked towards me as I began to back in the front door. I was frightened now and now I couldn't fight back. I tried to scream again, but I couldn't; I was just so engaged and focused on this man's eyes. I felt my heart race and jump into my throat. This was bad; I was standing in front of a vampire and my blood was boiling.

Then I felt someone grab me, like someone had taken me into their arms. I awoke from my trance-like state to find that I was being held in Stefan's arms. He pulled me to his cold muscular chest as if I were a child. I heard a low growl come from his stomach; he was anger or something, I couldn't tell. Then I looked back towards the other vampire who had me under his spell. His glare was locked onto Stefan and me.

"Hello, brother." My mouth dropped and I gazed back at Stefan, who was finally relaxing but wasn't letting me go.

"Damon, what are you doing here?" Stefan demanded as he loosened his hold on me.

"Well I thought I might come home for awhile. See how life is here and meet your little friend." Damon glanced down at me.

I pushed Stefan's arms away, "I'm not little and who says that anyway." I ran up to him and slapped his face. Damon's eyes got dark as he began to charge at me. I back away again, getting behind Stefan. He held Damon back as his fang appeared behind his pale lips. I heard Damon growl and moan as he fought Stefan arms as he tried to come towards me. I ran over to the couch in the library and curled up into a ball. I closed my eyes trying to find my happy place; I found it.

I laid there until Damon finally calmed down and Stefan came over to check on me. I opened my eyes as he put his arms around me and gave me a big hug. I knew he was sorry for his brother first impression, but I think he having second thoughts about me staying.

"Alyson, are you sure you want to stay now that Damon's here?" His face was saddened by the fear that was in my eyes. I felt like I was going to cry, but didn't. I stared at him and hugged him back.

"Is that a 'yes' to you staying?"

I nodded as I stood up, "I will stay as long as he stays out of my room and out of my hair." I pointed to the kitchen to where Damon had returned. Stefan nodded in agreement and stood up as well. We all looked really strange compared to Damon, who was all dressed in black; me and Stefan were still in our PJs. But we all went into the kitchen were Damon continued making breakfast.

I glared at him, "You're still cooking?"

"Yes, and I made enough for all three of us." He smirked at me; I could tell that me and him were going to on each others backs.

I sat there eating my breakfast with Damon staring at me the whole time. Stefan too was alert about why his brother had returned to Mystic Falls and why he was here. After eating in silence and me thinking of different was to kill Damon, I left the table collecting all the plates and glasses. Damon stopped me at the door of the kitchen.

"What do you want know; a blood vein to drain?" I sarcastically barked. Stefan stood up as if he were about to attack; I could tell I had struck a nerve of his as Damon just chuckled.

"Don't tempt me; just be glad I'm not hungry right now or I might have taken that offer." He grinned as leaned down. He kissed my forehead and took the dishes from me. I was angry as I stomped off and went up to my room. I knew it was going to be hard to live with Stefan since he was a vampire, but now two vampires and they were both brothers; that just made it worse.

As I stood in my room looking out the window, the wind bellowed as the pouring rain came down. Today was going to be a difficult day, I could already see it; me staying inside setting up my room with Stefan and Damon both downstairs catching up and exchanging modest questions of the past. I was the only one who was going to be sane, or somewhat sane today. So after contemplating on what my day was going to be like I began to get dressed; the door was closed. I pulled on the jeans I had been wearing been wearing that night and found my bra hanging from the bed post. I had it almost on when I felt a chill run down my back.

"Well, well, well. Stefan told me that you had a great personality, but he never mentioned that you had a great body as well." I heard Damon whistle from behind me. I pulled it on as fast I could and grabbed my tank top to cover the front of my bra. I turned to him and he was leaning against the door ceil; what was with these Salvatore boys always wanting to lean against things? That didn't matter, what did was that Damon was invading my person space and I didn't want anyone in it unless I said so.

"DAMON! GET OUT OF HERE!"

"I'm not inside your room; I have to be invited in first, before I can do anything." Damon smiled again with a gleam in his eye as he winked. I glared at him as he began to laugh and roll on the floor. He was pissing me off and I could have killed him right there, if only I had my flag pole.

"I MEAN IT!" I yelled as I ran to close my door, but it was stuck. Damon stood up and stared at me even more. He studied my face, finding everything he wanted to know about me. That's when he backed away in fear; I had frightened him. His eyes got lighter as he backed away and began to walk down the stairs.

I had never scared anyone with my face or my looks, except when I got angry and I was being an ass. But I scared a vampire with my innocent face. I finally closed my door and sat down on the bed, feeling strange; I suddenly felt light-headed and nauseas.

The room began to spin as I grabbed the bed post and fell onto the bed. My heart began to race as my eyes fell into darkness.