Here`s chapter 3:

The moon had come out, the stars shining bright, and Caroline was just stepping out of Bonnie's house. It was around midnight and they were both exhausted.

"Thanks Caroline, for staying with me. I could have never gotten Abby to drink that blood to complete her transition, if you hadn't compelled her." Bonnie said with sadness in her voice. "I would have lost her again." She whispered.

"No, Bonnie, I'm just happy she's alive. If I couldn't save my own dad, at least I saved your mom." Caroline gave a weak smile. "Hopefully that balances with all the times I've been a horrible daughter."

Bonnie immediately pulled Caroline into a hug, squeezing her tight. She hadn't been there for Caroline when her father passed away, and this just made her feel worse, thinking about all the pain Caroline had bottled inside her. Caroline felt tears threatening to come so she finally pulled away.

"I should be heading home now. If Abby needs anything else than just call me." Bonnie nodded and Caroline turned to leave.

She walked down the street slowly, her heels clacking on the pavement which echoed loudly. The emptiness of the streets brought a strange emptiness inside her as well, but she couldn't put her finger on the reason why. She felt like she had done something wrong, the guilt chewing at her, but she didn't know what it was. It wasn't compelling Abby for sure, if she had gotten the chance, she would have done it to her own father, but he couldn't be compelled. She shook her head taking the thoughts of her father away. He was in a better place now, she thought trying to calm down.

She continued walking till she just stopped in the middle of the street. There was that pesky guilt again. Caroline had the sudden urge to yell at Damon. She turned around and instead of heading home she headed for the Salvatore boarding house.

"What did you do Damon?" Maya yelled out, deeply hurt.

"What? I didn't do anything." Damon said once again.

"You did, or I wouldn't be here." she said persistently. She paced Damon's bedroom anxiously. "You remembered me!" When he didn't say anything else she stopped pacing and looked at him, waiting for him to deny it.

Damon took in a deep breath, the way he always did before admitting to a crime. "I might have…." He slowly began.

Maya threw her hands up in the air in exasperation and groaned. She headed for the door before he grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

"Okay look, it's not the end of the world …well at least not my world." He said with a smirk he couldn't oppress.

She looked at him with a look that said, 'this is no time to joke!' Maya turned to leave once more when he flashed in front of her, blocking her path. "We'll get you back." He said being a bit more serious. Maya looked into his eyes for a brief second and then turned away quickly, but it was too late. Damon had seen the deep sadness hidden there that he hadn't seen before. With her back to him she walked over to his bed and held his bedpost, trying to busy herself. "What?" he asked cautiously. When she didn't turn around he went to her and, putting his hand on both her shoulders, he turned her around. It was then that he saw tears running down her cheeks.

Maya squirmed away and wiped her tears, trying to turn away again, but Damon held her there.

"What happened?" he said again. When she didn't reply he couldn't hold back his anger, "What happened, Maya?" he yelled out at her.

She sat on the edge of his bed keeping her eyes on the ground. "There's nowhere to go back to." She whispered so quietly that anyone else without such strong hearing would have missed.

"What do you mean?" he asked,

"I mean I can't go back there, ever."

"Why?"

She didn't reply.

"Why, Maya?" When she still didn't say anything Damon lost his patience, "Maya!" he yelled out again.

"Because I died!" she suddenly screamed out. Damon just stared as he took in her words.

She looked at his expression and then ran out of his bedroom, down the stairs and to the front door. As she yanked it open, suddenly seeing a blonde girl with her hand held up, planning on reaching the doorknob before Maya had opened it. The girl looked at Maya, covered in tears and bandages and was shocked.

Maya ran passed her out the door, and continued running.

Caroline turned to look at the girl running bare foot, still in hospital white clothes and her gut told her to accuse Damon. And there he was coming down the stairs.

"Damon, what did you do to her?" she asked him. She suddenly noticed his blank expression. "Damon?"

He stopped at the bottom of the stairs, almost as if he were lost in his own house.

Something told Caroline that this was not the time to rant about what he made her do to Klaus as she originally planned. Wait, what? Where did that come out of? She wasn't here to talk about Klaus, was she?

"Where did she go?" Damon's words pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Who is she?" Caroline asked.

As if he hadn't heard her he walked to the door. "Which way did she go?" he asked again.

"Damon, were you the one who hurt her?"

He suddenly whirled around to face Caroline, grabbing a hold of both her arms and shaking her. "Tell me where she went Caroline." He yelled.

"Stop, Damon." Caroline pushed him off. "What is up with you? Look, if she's upset with you, Damon, then let me go find her. I don't think it's a good idea for her to see you in that state. I'll bring her back." She said. When Damon didn't reply Caroline took it as a yes and flashed out the door.

A/N:

Hope you enjoyed it and I would love to know if you guys can guess where Maya came from!

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-BBS