#A/N: So here is the second chapter.

- anitahh98

When Elena woke up the next morning there were at least five people running around her room. She looked at her clock the stood on her nightstand and saw that it was nine thirty. Her eyes travel further and landed on the letter that she got from Mr. Salvatore the previous night. She reached out and grabbed it and read over it one more time. She let her hand that was holding the letter drop back down one her duvet after she had read it. This motion caught the attention of the people in her room and Elena just stared at them as two of the maids came over to her and literally dragged her out of bed and into the bathroom. They undressed her and threw her in the shower. She would have said something but she just didn't care right now. After finishing up in the shower she jumped out and let the two women who had been standing there the entire time she had been in the shower, dry her hair and do her make-up, and then lead her to the closet where she picked out what she wanted to wear for the day. The fact she was going on a plane didn't matter at all, Elena was expected to look presentable at all times no matter what the occasion. The maids that helped her dress rushed her downstairs and Elena had to concentrate on where to place her feet so she wouldn't trip over herself. Her mothers voice boomed throughout the entire penthouse when Elena came into the kitchen to catch a quick breakfast.

"WHERE IS MY DAYPLANER?" Elena shivered a little as one of the maids put a plate in front of her that had French toast and fresh blackberries on it. Elena felt bad for the people that worked for her mother. Forget about her father, sure he was intimidating and all that, but her mother was a whole different story. Her mother was not a force to be reckoned with. After finishing up her breakfast she made her into the living room where her mother and father were talking in hushed voices so only they could hear each other.

Elena had learned a long time ago that asking wouldn't get her anywhere, so she just sat down on one of the couches and took out her phone only to find five missed calls and a bunch of messages from her best friends Lisa and Bethany. Elena sighed not wanting to deal with them at the moment. She loved her friends, but she knew that they wouldn't understand the situation she was in right now. She would tell the just not right now. A maid came up to her holding a brown medium sized duffel bag in her hands.

"Here is your carry-on bag Miss. Gilbert." She said putting the bag at Elena's feet bowing her head a little and then leaving after Elena thanked her. After she was gone Elena grabbed the bag from the floor and opened it to check if everything she needed was in there. They maid had put everything from her tablet to her laptop in there, but Elena didn't seem to find the thing that mattered the most to Elena. She quietly stood up from her seat so that her parents wouldn't notice her leave the room and then she made her way up to her bedroom. When Elena walked into the room a horrified expression crossed her face. There in the middle of the room was her brother standing holding her diary that just so happened to hold her every private thought she had had in the past couple of years.

"What are you doing? GIVE ME THAT!" She screamed at him as she stormed up to him and ripped the book out of his hands before he could move out of the way. Jeremy didn't know what to say. What he had just read had shocked him more then words could describe. He knew that his sister wasn't his biggest fan, far from it. But he had not imagined even in his wildest dreams that she not only hated him but also loathed him. To be fair she had written that down yesterday, but still. It hurt even him to read that.

"How dare you read my diary?" Elena yelled at him getting in his face. " How would you feel if I would do that to you? Would you like that? No you wouldn't, would you?" She turned around ready to walk out, but he stopped her.

"So, you loath me huh?" He sounded hurt, but in that moment she didn't care one bit.

"Believe me when I say that what I felt when I wrote that is nothing compared to how I feel towards you now." And then she walked out the door not turning around to look at her pathetic excuse of a brother.

"What was all the fuss about up there?"

"Oh, it was nothing. I just couldn't find a book that I wanted to read on the plane." She said giving them an innocent smile. Elena sighed inwardly when her parents turned back to there previous conversation. For a minute Elena wondered about what they could be talking about that she or anybody else for that matter was not allowed to hear. She went through a few possibilities in her head but gave up after some time. But after giving up her mind traveled to the reason why she was going to Virginia in the first place. Damon Salvatore. Just thinking of the name gave her severe anxiety and made her stomach turn. And all of the sudden she felt like she might actually throw up. Elena had never felt this nervous in her entire life. She felt saliva start to gather up in her mouth and that God-awful feeling you get just before you throw up made its way up her throat. Elena jumped up from her place on the couch and ran to the guest bathroom. This caught the attention of every person in the room, along with her parents. Isobel rushed after her daughter to see what was wrong with her. The minute Elena was in the bathroom she threw up the toilet seat and threw up the entire contents of her stomach. A lone tear fell into the bowl as Elena dry heaved after having thrown up all that there was. She felt a cold hand on her fore head and she winched at the contact.

"Shh, it me. It's alright, I'm here." Elena heard the soothing whisper of her mothers voice in her ear. Slowly Isobel pulled Elena's weak form into her arms and started to rock her back and forth. Elena opened her eyes ever so slightly, but closed them again when the bright lights of the bathroom hit her. She didn't feel like throwing up again but she had a splitting headache now and all she wanted was to go to sleep. And that she did, after her mother at sat with her on the floor humming the same lullaby she had always sung to her as a child, she fell into a deep slumber. Isobel didn't stop though until she knew Elena wasn't waking up any time soon.

"Mrs. Gilbert?" One of the maids whispered.

"Bring my son in here and a blanket or two." Isobel whispered back. Everyone in the penthouse had stopped what they where doing and were now all waiting to see what had happened with Elena. When one of the maids came into the living room all eyes turned to her. But no one said a thing. The maid walked to Jeremy and whispered something in her ear and then left once again. Jeremy's eyes widened in shock and everyone found themselves curious to know what the maid said. Jeremy stood up fast and rushed to the bathroom to where his mother and little sister where. When he got to the doorway he stopped dead in his track as he noticed his sister's sleeping form in his mother's arms.

"Mom?" He whispered just as the same maid that had told him to come here, walked past him quietly and put a thick blanket over Elena.

"Jeremy I need you to carry your sister down to the car, I am going to have them move it to the to the underground parking lot instead of going straight out the front. We wouldn't want the press to have a field day about this." His mother whispered. "Well don't just stand there, take her. We are going to be late." Jeremy walked slowly to his mother and ever so gently lifted his sister into his arms. Elena jerked when he had gotten her half way up and it caused him to stop abruptly and wait a moment before continuing his actions. Once he had gotten up in a standing position he had the maid readjust the blanket. He waited for his mother to stand up from the floor to let her go before him and then he made his way out into the hallway. When Isobel walked into the living room she immediately put a finger over her lips, signaling for them to be quiet.

"She is alright, she is currently asleep. So I would appreciate it if you would all continue what you were doing, but that you do so extra quietly." Everybody nodded and went on with their assigned tasks. Isobel walked over to John who looked more then a little worried.

"What was that? Is she going to make the flight?" He rushed out in a whisper.

"She's fine, she is like I said asleep. Jeremy has her and I was going to ask the driver to have the car wait for us in the garage." John nodded.

"Of course. We wouldn't want this to get out now would we?"

"My words exactly." Isobel stated knowingly. "But I think we should really get going. There's no way in telling if Elena is going to be sick again and I personally would like to keep are asleep for as long as possible." John nodded and Isobel turned around and walked back into the hallway where Jeremy was standing with Elena sleeping in his arms. Isobel didn't say anything, but instead ushered him to the elevator with John and the bodyguards right behind them. It didn't take them long until they were in the garage and stepping into a black SUV with tinted windows. The interior of the car was completely customized; it had four seats in the middle of the car with two on each side facing each other and a TV on one side. Jeremy went in first and sat Elena down in the seat farthest form the left side door and buckled her in and adjusted the blanket so it went over her entire body. When he was done Isobel and John came in and sat on the opposite side of their children and then the car started towards the airport.

Sorry about how long it's taken me to update, but I've been sick and dealing with some personal stuff and not to mention school. I know this chapter is short but I'm kind of having a little bit of a writers block. I was originally going to have Damon and Elena meat in this chapter but I decided to just push that back a little bit longer. But I hope you guys enjoyed it none the less. Again sorry for the long wait!

-anitahh98