Bursting through the door of the Salvatore house, Bryanna was smiling. She had never seen this house, but she heard many stories about it. Damon shut the door behind her, like a gentleman. He didn't usually behave in a gentlemanly manner, but with Bryanna, he couldn't help it.
Bryanna sat down on the couch, crossing her legs and tossing her hair behind her. She smiled at the man who had made her life more than she could have ever expected. Damon stood by the window, leaning against the fragile glass, watching her.

"It's been a long time.." She said softly. Damon heard how much she had missed him in her voice. It was written all over her face. He smiled his sweet smile and she found him next to her, inches from her face.

"Too long.." He looked into her eyes and it was all said there. She turned her body to face him and stared deep into his gaze. His eyes hadn't changed. The sparkle they had in them when he thought of something exciting, the deep blue they had always been, the way they looked at her. Bryanna's hands were on her knees, playing with her fingers. Even 200 years after their last meeting, he still made her nervous.

Damon reached his long fingers up to Bryanna's face. He stroked her hair, moving the small wisps of shorter layers out of her face. As he did so, Bryanna tilted her head down, looking at the couch. If her heart could beat, it would be racing. His fingertips traced the frame of the right side of her face ever so gently. She lifted her eyes and looked at him again. Damon brushed her cheek, lifting his other hand to hold her chin. He lifted her head and his lips met hers softly. It was not like their kisses before. This kiss was filled with so much love, regret, and absence. Her breathing was uneven, her hands shaking a bit. She reached up and cupped his face as his hands moved down her arms to hold her waist. She needed him, he needed her..

Matt was walking home with Bonnie, talking about Caroline. Bonnie felt something, someone. She knew they were coming. What did they want? Why were they coming? She hadn't noticed that she had stopped walking and Matt was asking her what was wrong.

"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking about something." She said softly, smiling a bit to reassure him. I m okay. She began to walk again and Matt followed her.

"So, I m kind of worried about Caroline. Every time she s not with me, it s like, I get a feeling something bad is going to happen to her." Matt was so scared about Caroline's safety, it was almost creepy.

"Caroline is going to be fine, Matt. Trust me." And for some weird reason, he did. He believed every word Bonnie said. They walked down Elena's street and Bonnie told Matt she would see him later. They said their goodbyes and Matt continued on his way home.

About a block away from his house, Matt saw a missing persons poster. It was a picture of a very pretty girl. Her name was Anna. He never payed any real attention to those posters. He turned away from the picture after studying it for a few long moments and continued home. He walked up to his front door, noticing the door was locked. He checked his pockets for his keys. Nothing.

Great, he thought. He turned away from his house, annoyed. He noticed a girl walking across the street that looked fairly familiar. He thought about why he thought he knew her. A picture flashed into his head. The poster. The missing girl.

"Anna!" He called. He had no idea why he had called her by name, but it worked. She stopped short, and looked at him, shocked. She didn't know why, or how he knew her name, or even recognized her.

Matt ran to her, and she spun around to face him, her short aubrun hair spinning with her. Matt ran right up to her and looked at her face. She looked different, sleep deprived. And her hair was different. But it was Anna. He knew it. He felt it.

As he looked at the young woman, the last missing poster of Anna blew off the telephone pole he had seen. It was over, She was no longer missing. She was dead. To her family, she was never going to be found. Anna looked at Matt and said softly, "Can I help you?"

Matt shook his head. "No, But I can help you. I saw your missing poster. How did no one find you if you re walking around Mystic Falls?"