I see shadows thrown upon the wall of the Salvatore house but when I turn around, there's nothing, only the slight flapping of a loose-leaf paper to indicate what may have been standing there just a second before. I know what this means: vampires. I feel that creeping panic begin to rise up but I shove it down quickly. It may be Damon playing tricks. But something doesn't feel right, and my gut instinct is screaming at me to run. I see a flash streak across my vision. When I feel a tap on my shoulder, I don't even turn around. I sprint to the door as fast as I can but before I make it, I'm pinned to the ground. My cheek briefly presses into the soft rug before I am wrenched off the ground and into a head lock. I stare at the door ahead of me, my breath coming out in jagged gasps as I feel the vampire's hot breath on my neck. Fangs are pressed against my neck but vanish as the vampire prepares to take a bite. I can't move, locked into my current position but I squeeze my eyes shut and hope he or she doesn't kill me.

I gasp as I feel a sharp pain and blood start to flow. Suddenly, a new flash enters the house and the deadweight is lifted off of me. Another dark flash appears and I smile, knowing that the mysterious vampire is a goner. I can't see clearly what happened next but all of a sudden there is a broken chair and a dead vampire. I run to Stephan and bury my face in his shoulder.

"Are you alright?" Stephan asked urgently, eyeing the blood dripping down my neck. I could see he was struggling, fighting himself inside. I immediately covered the bite, ignoring the warm and gooey feeling, not wanting to tempt Stefan or be the cause of his turmoil.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." I assured him. "Thank you." I say, admiring his gallantry. I give him a short kiss before he leaves and heads off to his own room. Just then, I notice Damon standing off to the side, rolling his eyes, most likely at our affection.

"You know, I was the one who stabbed the guy, in case you didn't notice." Damon said with a smirk. His eyes were laughing.

"Thank you, Damon. Really." I said quietly.

"Anytime." Damon replied. He was smiling slightly, but now his voice and his crystal clear blue eyes were grave.