"Are you still coming tonight?"

"Yes, Care, I will be there. I promise." I shifted the phone so I could put her on speaker while I got ready; I'd needed a shower to get rid of the hospital smell.

"Good. Could you bring some more candles, just in case?"

"Can do. You should ask Bonnie too, her Grams stockpiles them."

Caroline giggled and said her goodbyes. After doing my usual winged eyeliner and mascara, I quickly dressed in a pair of dark denim jeans and a purple tank top. I slid my heeled ankle boots and leather jacket on, grabbing my bag and some candles on the way out the door. Ten minutes later I was parked outside the Grill where Caroline was waiting for me.

"Hey!" She pulled me in for a quick hug before taking some of the candles from me. "Thanks. I called Bonnie too, but she didn't pick up."

"Maybe she was driving," I said as we headed over to the Town Square.

Caroline nodded absently as she looked around for the others. After a minute I spotted Bonnie and Elena handing out flyers and candles. "Over there, Care."

"Hey," Caroline greeted as we approached. "We got some candles."

"Hi," said Elena, and then her eyes drifted behind me. "Hey."

Turning, I expected to see Stefan but was pleasantly surprised to see my brother instead.

"Hey," he smiled awkwardly he lit Elena's candle. She lit mine and I turned to light Caroline's only to bump into Stefan.

"Oh, hey Stefan."

"Hello, Georgiana."

"How are you?" I asked as I lit a candle for him. He took it with a small smile.

"I'm well, thanks. You?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

"How's your sister?"

"She's gonna be fine," I said. "She was discharged a couple of hours ago."

"Good." Stefan smiled at me and I blushed, but then his attention moved elsewhere.

"Hey, Stefan!" Elena, of course.

"Well," I spoke. "I'm, uh, just gonna go light some candles. Maybe find Vicki." Neither of them paid much attention and the others had already separated so I awkwardly wandered off. After lighting a few candles and watching the comet with Caroline, I eventually found myself back at the Grill. Everyone seemed to have accumulated there. I had just joined the group when Elena's brother Jeremy hurried over.

"Hey, has anyone seen Vicki?"

"My Vicki?" I asked and he nodded.

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

"I can't find her," Jeremy said, worried.

"She probably found somebody else to party with. Sorry, pill pusher, I guess you've been replaced." I glared at Tyler. Jeremy was just worried; he had every right to be when Vicki had only just come out of hospital.

"What's with the pill pusher?" Elena demanded.

"Ask him."

"Are you dealing?"

"She's never gonna go for you," Tyler taunted and I nudged him harshly. He ignored me.

"She already did. Over and over and over again," Jeremy returned.

"Yeah, right," Tyler scoffed.

" You slept with Vicki Donovan?" Caroline laughed. "I mean, Vicki Donovan slept with you?"

Tyler rolled his eyes. "There's no way."

"And I didn't even have to force her into it."

"Excuse me?" I gripped Tyler's arm, hard. "What the actual fuck, Lockwood?"

"What the hell is he talking about, Ty?" Matt scowled.

"Nothing, man. Just ignore him, he's a punk." Tyler pulled his arm from grip, rubbing his wrist where my nails had dug in and left marks.

"How about everyone stops arguing and helps us find Vicki?" I stressed and the group immediately jumped at the chance to leave the intense atmosphere.

"We'll check the back," Bonnie said, taking Caroline with her.

"I'll check the Sqaure," Matt told me.

"I'll come with you," Jeremy started but Elena grabbed him first. "Oh, no, no, no. You're coming with me!"

I rolled my eyes and followed after Matt. I did not have time for their sibling drama, I had my own to deal with. I wandered the Town Square searching for my sister and my brother caught my eye as he was walking away from Stefan. I watched as Stefan hesitated before turning as though he'd heard something. I frowned as he looked up, walking down the alley at the side of the Mystic Grill. Curiously, I followed him. I stopped at the mouth of the alley and as I peeked around the corner, I gasped. I leaned back, attempting to catch my breath as I tried process the fact that I had just Stefan somehow jump to roof of building without any sort of run-up or parkour – nothing!

"What the fuck?" I whispered.

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Later, I was sitting at a table in Grill with Matt and Vicki as he helped our sister fix the bandage on her neck. Stefan had apparently found her walking around.

"Thanks," Matt told him and he nodded, heading for Bonnie and Caroline's table not far away. I kept my face turned away from Stefan; I couldn't look him in the eye after what I had just witnessed. All I could think about was how he could have jumped so high. So far, I had come up with nothing except that maybe I was going crazy.

"I'm going home," Matt's voice brought me out of reverie. "Do either want a ride?"

"Nah, I see Tyler," Vicki said. "He can drive me later. Thanks Mattie." She sauntered off towards Tyler and Matt looked at me.

"Georgie?"

"Hmm? No, I think I'm gonna get a coffee before I head home."

"Okay," Matt said. "Call me if you need me to come and get you?"

"I will. But if Bonnie and Care are still here I might ask one of them to drop me off." Matt nodded and kissed my head before he left. I caught a waiter going passed and ordered a coffee. While I waited, I slumped back into my seat and rested my head in my hands. Tonight's craziness had given me a headache: On second thoughts, maybe coffee was a bad idea.

"Are you okay?"

I raised my head at the sound of deep voice and suddenly found myself looking into ocean blue eyes.

"Uh…" Wow, he was really hot. "Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks."

The man smirked and sat opposite me. "You sure? You look pretty stressed."

I sighed. "I'm sure. It's just been a crazy night, is all."

"Anything I can help with?"

I smiled. "No, but thanks for asking." I checked my watch. "I actually have to get going, I'm sorry."

"Well here," the guy reached for a napkin, pulling a pen from a passing waitress' apron. She didn't even notice. "This is my number. Call if you need to talk or get away from all the crazy."

"Thanks," I said, warily taking the napkin.

"Don't worry." He smirked again, his eyes twinkling as though something was funny. "I won't bite." I nodded, tucking the napkin into my pocket. "What's your name?"

"Georgiana."

"Beautiful name, Georgiana," he said. "I'm Damon."