Author's Note: First of all, I just wanna get the obvious disclaimer out of the way - I do not own, nor am I affiliated with The Vampire Diaries in way, shape or form. It would've all gone down very differently after season one if I had anything to say about it. Also, I just wanna let everyone know that there will be some mild Elena bashing for a little bit. And! There may be a character or two that you might consider to be OOC but this is just my take on the characters and how they may act with an entirely new character in the mix.

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P. S. What do you guys think of Hailee Steinfeld as Allison?

Ow.

Allison's first thought upon waking up. Her neck had ended up in an awkward position, her head somewhat pillowed on her shoulder. Her neck gave a gross crack when she lifted it to glance around the room. Matt and Vicki were both still sleeping, but given the slightly altered position of their bodies, Allison figured they had both woken at some point during the night.

Glancing at the clock hung on the wall, Allison saw that it was around 6:30am. She figured if she moved now, she'd have time to get home before her household woke up. Standing up slowly, she quietly snuck out of the room, glancing back only to make sure the Donovan siblings were still asleep. Seeing that she hadn't woken them, she turned her heel and headed home.

When she got home, it was around twenty to seven, leaving her just enough time to put Elena's keys back where her sister left them and sneak into Jenna's room to steal the note she had left before her Aunt had the chance to see it. Nobody needed to know she snuck out of the house that night.

She hopped in the shower as alarms started going off around the house. No one would think it was weird for her to be up so early, Allison has always had weird sleep patterns – which worsened after her parent's death.

She got out of the shower, traipsing over to dresser to pick out an outfit. Allison dropped her towel, shivering as she felt a slight breeze. She pulled on a bra and panties, turning, with the intention of shutting the window.

She startled as she realized there was a crow sitting on her window sill. It was weird, it almost looked like the bird was watching her.

"That's not super creepy or anything." She muttered, walking over to slam her window shut.

She could hear the bird cawing at her, but did her best to ignore it as she headed back to her dresser to grab a pair of black jeans. Unsure of what the rest of her outfit would be, she went to her vanity to throw on some makeup. After that, Allison decided to pair the jeans with a white crop-top, and grabbed a denim jacket from her closet. As usual, she ensured her mother's locket was tucked under her shirt before she left her bedroom.

Jenna and Elena were chatting in the hall. There was no way to avoid them this morning.

Perfect.

"Um, there's Allison, but where is Jeremy?" Elena asked, glancing into her brother's empty room.

"He left early," Jenna replied, "something about getting to woodshop early to finish a birdhouse." Seeing in the mirror Elena's face full of confusion, and Allison's smirk, Jenna gave a sarcastic smile. "There is no woodshop, is there?"

"No," Elena answered, shaking her head.

"Yeah…" Jenna trailed off, sighing. Allison stayed quiet, thinking Jeremy must have left shortly after she got home. No doubt, he was going to see Vicki.

"Well, I'm off," Elena said, lightly touching Allison's shoulder as she passed by. "Do you need a drive, Ali?"

Allison shook her head no. Elena sighed, but nodded, "Okay. Good luck today, Jenna!"

After her sister left, Jenna gave her a look. The same look she'd been getting since everyone realized the only reason she'd talk to Elena was to insult her. It's the why can't you be a better person? look.

"Why do you need luck today?" Allison asked, ignoring the look, the indication that Jenna wanted to talk about her rocky relationship with her sister.

Jenna sighed – what the fuck is it with people sighing at her lately? – "Your and Jeremy's parent-teacher conference is today. Anything I should be prepared for?"

Allison shook her head, again. She had always been a grade A student, and though her marks had slipped somewhat over the last year, she was still getting by better than most people in her grade.

"Good. By the way, what are your plans for after school tomorrow?"

"Um, no idea. Why?" Allison figured that she and Jeremy would go watch the comet, get high behind the school.

"Because I know Elena is helping Bonnie hand out pamphlets for the event in town, and I was wondering if you would help them." By now, Jenna had turned to look at her niece, done with fixing her hair. Allison figured it was also so that she would get the full impact of Jenna's puppy-dog eyes and her pretty please face.

"Actually, I have a huge test I need to study for." Allison lied, turning to rush downstairs without waiting to hear her Aunt's reply.

She got to class on time, which was both a good and bad thing.

Good, because she wouldn't have to listen to her Maths teacher shit on her for being late again. Bad, because she'd be there for the entire lesson. It was hard enough to sit through half of one. Fortunately, her first few classes pass fairly quickly.

By the time lunch rolls around, though, she's had enough of school for today. She had been watching out for Matt during their class changes, mostly with the intention of avoiding him so she wouldn't have to explain her actions the night before. When she didn't see him, she figured he must have stayed at the hospital with Vicki.

She was proven wrong, however, when, getting ready to leave campus, she saw Matt walking with Elena. Allison rolled her eyes, but turned around to walk in the other direction. She didn't want Elena to see her leaving.

With Matt at school, Allison figured she would go visit Vicki.

Her relationship with Vicki was hard to explain. She didn't dislike the girl, but it was hard to be friends with someone who was manipulating her brother. However, it was through Vicki that she got her weed, and the older girl always knew someone willing to buy liquor for minors. But, the older girl was so similar to her mother, Kelly, that Allison knew Vicki would be more trouble than she was worth in the long run. For now, though, if she and Jeremy were doing good, then Allison considered there to more positives to having Vicki around than negatives.

So, for now, she hoped that Vicki was recovering well.

She's at the hospital now, has been there for about fifteen minutes when she has the urge to use the bathroom.

"I'll be right back, Vick." She says, getting up and heading to the washroom attached to Vicki's room.

Allison hears the outer door to Vicki's room open and close as she's drying her hands, hears Vicki say, "Um, hi?" and thinks that it might be Matt or a nurse, until the person starts to speak.

"What attacked you last night?"

Allison doesn't recognize the voice. Her brow furrows, and she strains to hear if anything else is said.

"A vampire."

Allison's eyebrows raise when Vicki responds. What the fuck?

"No," she hears, "it was an animal that attacked you. It came out of the night and it jumped you, and then you blacked out. That's all you remember."

"It was animal." Vicki repeats, her voice monotone.

"An animal attacked you last night, and you blacked out. That's all you remember."

"It was an animal. That's all I remember."

Okay.

What the fuck?

Allison didn't know how to feel at the moment. She waited in the washroom for a few minutes after the voices went quiet in Vicki's room before she opened the door. When she did come out of the washroom, the room was empty aside from Vicki, who had fallen asleep. The only proof Allison had that she didn't imagine the exchange she overheard was that Vicki's door was left wide open – and she was certain she closed it when she arrived at the hospital. She turned to Vicki again, who was still sleeping.

Seriously, what the fuck?

Who was that? It wasn't a voice Allison recognized, and she knew she would be able to recognize the voice of anyone who cared enough to visit Vicki – mainly because that category was limited to Jeremy, Matt, and maybe Tyler. The voice she heard didn't belong to any of those people.

Lost in her thoughts, Allison didn't notice the faint sound of foot steps approaching until a hand rested on her shoulder. She spun around, arms coming up to defend herself.

"Whoa," Matt said, stepping back with his hands up, "Didn't mean to scare you."

Allison held a hand over her heart, "Fuck, Matty."

The pair glanced at Vicki, who had shifted in her sleep. They stepped outside of the room to avoid waking her.

Matt laughed, "Sorry."

"It's fine," she sighed, "I wasn't paying attention."

"Clearly," he smiled at her, but it dropped quickly. "Hey, before I forget, was Stefan Salvatore in here?"

Her brow furrowed, "Uh, I didn't see him. Why?"

Was Stefan the one she heard? She'd seen him around a few times, at the Grill and school, but she'd never actually spoken to him.

"It's nothing, I guess. I just saw him earlier, and it looked like he was leaving Vicki's room. So, I followed him, to ask why he was here but he just disappeared around a corner and I completely lost him."

"Maybe he was just visiting," Allison suggested, not really believing it, not really knowing what to believe about Stefan Salvatore.

"Ah, I don't know. I might be overreacting, this whole thing with Vicki has me beyond stressed, but that guy, there's just–"

"Something weird about him," Allison finished for him, meeting his eyes.

"Yeah,"

Vicki is missing.

Allison has no idea what happened, just knows that Vicki was released in the afternoon, and that the older girl had immediately had to go to the Grill to sort things out with her boss. When Allison finally got to the Grill herself, she ran into Jeremy, and they had chatted for a bit before her brother started looking around the room, and realized Vicki was nowhere to be found. After checking the washrooms, and taking a look outside, still unable to find Vicki, Jeremy started to worry. He admitted that he was worried because he had given her a couple of Elena's left-over pills from the car crash when Vicki said the doctors wouldn't give her strong enough pain meds. Maybe she'd had a bad reaction, or had taken too many.

Allison followed behind her brother as they made their way over to the table Matt, Caroline, Elena, Bonnie, and Tyler stood around.

"Hey, has anyone seen Vicki?" Her brother asked, near frantic.

"You're her stalker, you tell us," Tyler quipped.

"I can't find her,"

"She probably found somebody else to party with." Tyler smirked, "Sorry pill pusher, I guess you've been replaced."

Elena pipped up, "What's with the pill pusher?"

"Ask him," Tyler nodded towards Jeremy, that stupid smirk still on his face. Allison wanted to punch it off.

"You wanna do this right now?" Allison asked, eyebrow raised.

"Are you dealing?" Elena asked, looking between Jeremy and Allison, as if she expected an answer.

"She's never gonna go for you." Tyler said, changing the subject back to Vicki.

Allison glanced at her twin, wondering what he would say. They both knew Vicki wasn't keen on the idea of people knowing they hooked up, but there was only so much taunting Jeremy would take. Frankly, Allison figured that once it got out Vicki and Jeremy were hooking up, the older girl would eventually give her brother a chance, he would see that he really only wanted her because of the taboo and when everyone else was over it, Jeremy would be too. Allison couldn't wait for that day – Jeremy didn't deserve to be kept a secret, and Allison was beyond done with dealing with his pining.

He narrowed his eyes, "She already did," Allison smirked, finally, she thought, "Over and over and over again."

"Yeah, right," Tyler scoffed.

Allison could have laughed at the sight in front her. Matt, tilting his head up towards the ceiling with an eye roll, Elena's wide eyes turning to her little brother, Caroline's jaw dropping.

"You slept with Vicki Donovan?" Caroline asked, disbelieving, "I mean, Vicki Donovan slept with you?"

"There's no way." Tyler replied.

"And I didn't even have to force her into it." Jeremy interjected, looking at Tyler.

Matt's head swiveled toward his best friend, eyes narrowed, "What the hell is he talking about, Ty?"

Allison was wondering the same thing. She would've expected Jeremy to tell her if he saw or heard of anything that resembled Tyler hurting Vicki.

"Nothing, man, just ignore him, he's a punk."

"You know what, how about all of you shut up and help me find my sister?"

"We'll check the square," Bonnie muttered, leaving with Tyler.

"I'll go check around, see if anyone's seen her," Matt said, glancing around.

"I'll go with you," Jeremy tried, but Elena grabbed his arm, "No, no, no, you're coming with me,"

"We'll check the back," Caroline said, grabbing onto Allison's arm and pulling. The younger girl wanted to resist but she also knew that given the choice, she'd rather deal with Caroline than listen to another one of Elena's rants.

Caroline was quiet as they walked, seemingly collecting her thoughts. Allison was ringing her hands together, waiting for the blow up.

"So…" the blonde started, taking a deep breath, stopped moving, and grabbed Allison's arm to turn the girl to face her. "I get that this summer was hard on you. I know I could never understand the way you felt, or whatever you're feeling right now, but you're my best friend, Allison. You've always been my best friend, and if you need to keep up the wanna-be-punk stoner act until you feel better, that's fine, but you need to stop shutting me out. If not for your sake, then for mine, because I am losing my mind without you." The words came out in a rush, typical for Caroline when she was talking about something she was uncomfortable with. It was comforting, in a way, for Allison to know that Caroline was as uneasy with the subject as she was. Her words were comforting as well – Allison hadn't known what to expect when Caroline dragged her away, but she had been anticipating the worst. Thinking that Caroline was maybe tired of waiting for her to go back to how she used to be, not sure she could break it to her that she didn't know how to be that person anymore. She felt silly now – of course Caroline didn't care what she wore or how she was acting. She just missed her.

They had been friends since they were little, despite the blonde meeting and becoming friends with Elena first. They had clicked in the same way Elena and Bonnie had, had been inseparable for years. Sure, they'd had their moments over the years, small fights or big blow ups, but they'd always managed to get past it.

The death of Allison's parents had changed her, she knew. Not by a lot, but there was a part of her that felt hollow, and because of that, she chose to focus on her anger. She was always angry, now.

At the beginning of the summer, Caroline had been almost as upset as she was, knowing how much pain her friend was in. So, when Allison had asked for some space, needing to breathe, Caroline had figured her friend would take some time to cope with what had happened, a few days, a week at most and then call her to come back. But she never called. And the days started adding up and now the past summer held the record for the number of days they had gone without talking or seeing each other.

There were times Caroline felt guilty, thinking maybe she should've reached out to Allison sooner, because maybe Allison was too stubborn for her own good, wouldn't admit to needing her around. Other times, Caroline thought that maybe Allison didn't need her, not like Caroline needed Allison.

But most of the time, Caroline knew her friend, knew that Allison didn't call because she was too busy trying to avoid facing her feelings about her parents' death, didn't call because she knew that Caroline would've convinced her to talk about her feelings and try to move past them.

Looking at Caroline, at the pleading look on her face, Allison felt guilty. She knew Caroline was fragile, insecure, as dependent on her as Jeremy was. And she had been neglecting her, hurting her.

"Okay." Allison gave her a small, blink and you'd miss it smile, before turning to walk away, "For your sake, anyway."

Caroline and Allison had done a quick sweep of the area behind the Grill, finding nothing. When we got back out to the front and found the others, Vicki was already with the group, Matt helping her reapply the bandage to her wound. Matt explained that Stefan had apparently found Vicki wandering around, high, with her stitches ripped. Unable to catch sight of either of her siblings, Allison figured it would be safe to sit and chat with Caroline for a little bit, just catching up on what she had been up to over the summer.

They were there for about a half hour when Allison caught sight of Jeremy across the room. He had a slight smile on his face, but it only lasted a second before it dropped and was replaced with a sad frown. Following his line of sight, she saw Vicki and Tyler kissing. For fuck sake, Allison thought, shaking her head slightly.

Seeing Bonnie approaching their table, Allison excused herself from Caroline, the other girl promising to text her later in the night. Heading over to her brother, Allison gave him a sad smile, taking his hand, and pulling him towards the exit.

"I cannot believe you two."

Allison cringed. Jeremy continued to stare at the floor.

"Seriously? Drugs? Seriously? God, I just," Jenna shoved her fingers through her hair, "I cannot believe you two!"

Upon arriving at home, Allison and Jeremy were met with the sight of Jenna sitting on the couch with a glass of wine, a pile of their stuff laid out on the table in front of her – 2 bongs, a few stash jars, etc. Before they could act on the instinct to turn around and walk away, Jenna spoke, "If either of you make a move to leave this room, I swear to God I will call the Sheriff."

So, here they were, sat next to each other on the couch that Jenna had vacated, instead choosing to pace in front of them.

"I asked you point blank yesterday, Allison, if there was anything I needed to know before I went to that conference with Tanner. You lied straight to my face. And then I had to listen to that asshat tell me that you and Jeremy had missed a total of 15 classes each in the first week of school." Jenna stopped walking, turning to point a finger at them, "That stops now, by the way. You're both officially grounded, so the only time you're going to have away from this house is when you're at school."

Jenna kept ranting for another hour, at least, before sending the twins upstairs.

Jeremy followed Allison into her room when they got upstairs.

"Fun night, hmm?"

Her brother rolled his eyes, "Yeah, I'm not sure which part was my favorite: Vicki going missing, Elena's threat to send us away – and yeah, she included you in that, by the way, Vicki going back to Tyler again, or Jenna routing through our rooms and stealing all our stuff."

Allison turned her stereo on before laying back on her bed, leaving room for Jeremy beside her. She smirked at him, reached up behind her headboard, grabbing a baggy Jenna had missed in her search. She held it in front of Jeremy and shook it – there were at least four already rolled joints inside.

"Nice," he said, trying to grab at it.

"Hands off, they're mine. And for emergencies only now that they're all we have." Allison put it back up into her hiding spot, sighing as she rolled to face her brother, "What happened with Vicki?"

He shook his head, "I went to see her when she was in the hospital, told her I was the one who found her in the woods and- and she knows Tyler didn't even visit her, didn't ask how she was doing even once. And she was pissed yesterday, and earlier today, and then tonight she's just over it, she just goes right back to him. I just don't understand."

"I don't know what you want me to say, Jere."

"I don't either," he admitted.

"I don't know what you're feeling,"

He scoffed, "Really? So, it doesn't bother you when Matt wants you to come over in the middle of the night and the next day he's back to following Elena around, professing his love for her?"

"That's different."

"How?"

"I'm not in love with Matt, for one, so I don't really care what he's saying to Elena as long as he isn't sleeping with her."

"Whatever," Jeremy replied, rolling off the bed, "I'm going to bed."

Jeremy semi-stormed out of the room, lightly slamming the door. Allison rolled her eyes at her ceiling. Jeremy must be seriously upset if he's snapping at his twin, slamming her door passive-aggressively. He knows how much she hates that – it's such an Elena thing to do.

Allison glances at her phone, not seeing the text she expected from Caroline. There's a sick feeling in her stomach.

Ignoring the feeling, Allison stands to get herself ready for bed, taking her makeup off, and stripping out of her clothes and bra. She pulls on an old, too big t-shirt. Today was shit, she thinks, but at least her and Caroline patched things up.

She shoots a text to Caroline, telling the girl that she'd meet her tomorrow afternoon for lunch, before turning her phone to silent and closing her eyes.

For once, it was easy for Allison to fall asleep – unfortunately, she spent the night wishing she would wake up, as nightmare after nightmare haunted her dreams.

Finally, chapter two is up!

I am so sorry that it's a shorter chapter, and that it took so long to get it uploaded, I really wanted to do this on a weekly basis. Unfortunately, I've got a larger work load this semester, so that might not be possible all the time. I will try my hardest though! I also just wanted to let you all know that I might start skipping some episodes - only if it's totally necessary, but if I do this episode by episode the chapters might end up extremely short, if I can't see where I can fit Allison in. For those, I'll either skip the episode, or put her where I can and cover a couple episodes in one chapter.

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