I hope those of you who have found my story are enjoying it! I have found a problem with having so much already written, I want to post the entire thing at once! But I guess I am supposed to keep people wanting, keeping readers on the edge of their seats in anticipation, "when will she post next?" Well the answer to that is now...one chapter at a time

Stefan took the stairs two at a time, making his way back to the living room. He knew he should have told Damon that Kate was coming to help them, hell and living under their roof. But he didn't exactly know how to tell him. Stefan knew they hadn't had any contact in a few decades and had no idea how this meeting was gonna go. So he just decided to let it be a surprise instead of dealing with it. 'Oops' he thought as he rounded the corner to the living room.

"Where's Kate?" Caroline asked almost sincerely.

"She is unpacking, she had a long trip and mentioned something about taking a nap." Stefan answered, picking up his keys "Ready to go?"

The two girls got up and grabbed their purses; Bonnie stopped in front of Stefan looking up at him seriously "Can we trust her?"

"Yes, Kate is a good person, she may be unconventional, but she is here to help and is loyal to the core."

"She didn't let me read her, I could tell she knew I was a witch but did not offer any security." Bonnie remained unconvinced

"She is a very private person," Stefan answered simply

"As long as she doesn't cause more trouble" Caroline piped in, walking toward the door. "And what was that thing with Damon? I've never seen him so angry to see someone."

"Like she said, they didn't leave on great terms, and they are both very private people." Stefan clipped, suddenly sullen. The two girls decided it was better to drop the topic of the young stranger and got in the car.

Kate watched them drive away from the guest window, grateful toward Stefan's defense of her. Even though she was older and stronger, Stefan always tried to protect her, almost a big brother role. She missed that.

She decided before she unpacked she would take a shower, get the airport off of her and took a towel next to her bed and headed toward the hallway. The first door she tried was a linen closet but found the slightly out of date bathroom on her next try. Surprisingly something this simple made her homesick and she wanted to go home to her own shower. She washed quickly, not finding any pleasure in the outdated bathroom.

Towel around her she reentered her temporary bedroom, it had a full-size bed with clean white sheets, equally white comforter and an empty dresser. The room was freshly dusted and still smelled a bit like cleaner. Stefan must have been pretty confident that she was going to come, she thought as she opened the window to air out the room.

She threw a robe that she found in the bathroom on and wrapped her hair in the towel as she began to unpack. She had a few suitcases and decided to start with the folded hanging one that had her fancy enough dresses, Stefan wrote in a few of his letters that the Mayor enjoyed throwing parties. Then she emptied her folded clothes into the awaiting drawers and lined her shoes at the end of her bed. Her last black bag she sat in her nightstand to keep easy access.

When she was unpacked enough she quickly blew out her hair so it was at least not dripping wet and crawled into bed. After spending two hours in bed with no luck she got up and got dressed. She opted for some dark jeans, her boots, and a flowy pale blue tank top. She left her hair down and put on a bit of makeup before she decided to go downstairs and snoop a bit. Before going downstairs she rummaged through her bathroom bag and grabbed some nail polish, if she was going to be in this house alone she may as well try and relax.

When she was downstairs she started looking through the refrigerator looking for some lunch. Not finding what she was looking for she opened her senses and followed them to a tucked away door to the basement. Making note of the creepy dungeon style basement she closed in on a large cooler against the wall. Throwing the lid open she found what she was looking for, dozens of packaged rubies were staring at her. She should have known they would have been stocked and grabbed a packet of AB positive and made her way back upstairs. She tore the bag open and poured the contents into a mug to put in the microwave, cold blood was like sludge that came out in slightly congealed globs.

After the buzzer went off she took a sip of the warm liquid, it wasn't enough to fully satisfy her but it was enough to get by. She felt her face tighten under instinct and made her way to grab her purse, taking another sip. From her purse she pulled out a small velvet bag and took one of the green capsules that remained. Her face instantly relaxed as she gently shook the bag to figure how many were left. She was getting low and would have to take some time to get another supply. She could take a day trip to Georgia soon when she had some down time.

She took her mug and went back into the living room, plopping on the chair from before. She took off her shoes and started painting her toenails with the blue polish trying to not think of anything in particular. After she was done she rested both feet on the coffee table and finished her meal.

Across the room, she saw a picture sitting on a shelf and took off to grab it, careful not to mess up her toes. Looking back at her was Stefan, bright smile, next to the face she hated for years staring gleefully back at her. Kate's jaw tightened and she held the picture at arm's length, letting out a growl.

"It's not what you think," Stefan whispered to her, from behind her. Kate did not notice his arrival and turned toward him, picture still in hand. She stared at her old friend in betrayed disbelief.

"This is your girlfriend you've been telling me about?! Fucking Katherine?" Kate growled again gripping the frame. "I swear to fucking god Stef you better have a damn good explanation or you better start running."

Stefan cringed at Kate's anger and dilating eyes, taking a careful step forward to grab the picture. "This is Elena, not Katherine. She's human" Kate looked at the picture and back at Stefan, letting out a nervous laugh.

"This is the doppelganger?" Stefan nodded "This is why you need my help?"

"Well the most immediate help is with Katherine, she has been causing too much trouble and we want her gone." Stefan clarified

"This is so fucked up Stef." Kate pushed passed him to go sit down, head in hands. "Katherine ruined you and your brother, now you are dating her carbon copy, and the original is back, and you want to kill her? So you called me to come and help since I am so good at making unwanted people go away?" She accused, it was true, it's what she did, but this was hitting pretty close to the belt.

"Elena is nothing like Katherine," Stefan said softly, sitting next to his friend and placing a comforting arm around her shoulder. Kate scoffed "It's true, she is sweet, loyal, puts others first, she is kinda like you in that way."

"So she has the face of your old girlfriend but my personality?" Her head shot up staring at Stefan with hard eyes, "Fucking great!" She took a deep breath and massaged the back of her neck, "I am sure she is great, and as long as she treats you the way you deserve I have no problem with her."

Stefan pulled her into a hug "Thank you, I don't know what I would do if you didn't give her a chance."

"Are you happy?" Kate asked seriously, looking into his eyes. He smiled and his eyes lightened like they did when he was a boy.

"I am," He said confidently

"Then that's all I need. When do I meet her?" She asked leaning into Stefan and holding the picture again, trying to get used to the face she had come to hate.

"Actually, it's a little complicated right now." He said slowly "You see, the girl you met today, Caroline has been kinda spying for Katherine. Katherine turned her and threatened her with the safety of her family. So Elena and I are playing break up so Katherine will stop messing with her."

"Of course, playing break up." Kate laughed out "I can help you with the Caroline problem, I'll help her get out from the bitch's clutches" Stefan thanked her and they spent the next few hours talking about the topics from the letters.

I doubt Stefan could have run fast enough, nothing more terrifying then pissing off your friend with your stupid dating decisions.

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