"Hey Tyler," Caroline said when he came into the Salvatore Boarding House after dropping the girl off at the hospital. She was sitting on the couch, her feet on Stefan's lap and it appears that he had been reading to her. He used to think the most mushy-gushyness would ever be Damon and Elena, boy was he wrong. Tyler was certainly happy for his former love, but must they be hanging on each other all the time.

"Alaric called us about the girl. What happened?" Stefan asked.

Tyler shook his head in disbelief. "She collapsed when she touched me. I swear I have never seen her in my life. But the way she looked at me before she fell…well let's just say it was like she was seeing a ghost."

Caroline and Stefan looked at each other. "Did she say anything?" Stefan asked.

Tyler plopped down on a chair. "There's one thing, the way Matt looked at her. It was like he couldn't place her. And I'm not kidding, she's hot." He grinned but soon found his composure at Caroline's glare. "But it wasn't like that." He sighed. "I don't know, maybe it was just a feeling."

Caroline thought for a moment. "Where is she now?"

"Basically comatose. The surgery was hard on her."

Stefan furrowed his brow in a very Stefan manner, "You didn't try vampire blood on her?"

"We did, it didn't work."

He rose. "And she seemed surprised?"

Tyler looked back and forth between the pair. "Yeah, why."

"Maybe she was cured." Caroline had caught up to Stefan's reasoning. "Maybe she knows Damon and Elena."

Even though they hoped that the pair was getting a happy ending they didn't know. Everyone missed them, especially Stefan and Caroline.

Tyler recoiled, "It-it wasn't like that. I don't think we should assume it. Sorry." He shrugged. They visibly deflated. "Matt's going to talk to her when she wakes up."

"I know this is crazy but I would like to as well." Caroline said and Stefan nodded.

"Whatever, I'm not responsible for her anymore. Ask Matt or something." He walked away.

Caroline muttered irritably to her boyfriend. "Flake."

Matt got a call two days later about the girl being awake after the operation. When he walked into the dingy little recovery room she was sitting up in bed, her phone that was plugged into the wall in her hand. But she was staring absentmindedly out the window.

"Uh…hi." Matt said. Her head whipped around. "I'm the police officer assigned to your case." He stuck out his hand. "Officer Donovan. And you are…?"

She looked slightly distraught. The girl kept looking at his face with a confused expression."Uh, Aria." She gingerly took his hand. "Aria Flemming." Aria shook her head and smiled weakly. "I'm sorry, you look really familiar. Have you ever been to Boston?"

"No I can't say I have." After a second thought he said. "You do look really familiar though. Do you maybe have family from around here?"

She glanced at the window. "No, but I do go to college at Whitmore." He sucked in a breath. Aria obviously noticed his falter but didn't react to it.

He chuckled awkwardly, "Anyway, we're getting off topic. Can you tell me how you ended up fainting in the center of town?"

"I crashed my car." Aria responded, a little too quickly for Matt's senses. "I had been driving for a while and I think some kind of animal ran out in front of me. I got out and walked to the nearest place. I thought I was fine." She looked down sheepishly at the bandages surrounding her torso. "I guess I don't have that good intuition."

He smiled as sincere as he could. "That's fine. Is there any specific reason why you were out last evening?"

Aria's eyes widened. "If you're asking if I was drunk—"

"I wasn't."

"I was driving a friend to the airport and got lost and I—"

"That's alright."

"I'm sure." She finished.

He looked down at the clipboard that he had been scribbling away at. "Well I think that's everything." Everything legal he thought.

"Hold on sec'" Aria said as he turned to leave. "Could you have someone go get my stuff from my car and bring it here. Normally I wouldn't being so insistent, but I have this family heirloom and—"

"I understand." He forced a smile again. "If that's everything. But feel free to ask nurse or someone if you need me again or remember something more. We are just trying to get a good look at the situation. It's not every day someone collapses at the Grill." He laughed.

There was a beep from her phone. "Looks like the battery is up."

Matt nodded. "Are you going to call your parents? Just so you know you can't leave for a while."

Aria looked out the window again. "I know. Wha-what was this town called again?"

Matt continued to stare at her, she bear an uncanny resemblance to—"Mystic Falls." He snapped out of his stupor. "Welcome to our little town, Miss. Flemming, Mystic Falls."

She turned as he left the room, waiting for him to out of ear shot. She tentatively took her hand and dialed her mother's number. "Mom?"

"Aria! Where on earth have you been? Are you alright honey?" She grinned sadly at her mom's anxious voice. Familiar, but painful."

"I'm fine, mom. I'm okay."

"When you didn't call yesterday, we were so worried! We were so close to calling the school. Or coming down there ourselves." Her voice had turned angry. She was more mad than worried now.

Aria took a deep breath. "I got in an accident, mom—"

"What?" she squeaked.

"But I'm okay now. Just some scratches, but they think I might have a—" She hesitated for a half a second to figure out a believable lie that wouldn't worry her mom too much. "Concussion."

"Oh sweetheart. Do you want us to come down there, we can be there in just few hours."

She shook her head. "No, I'm great, I swear." Aria paused. "Can I talk to dad?"

Elena sighed, "Yeah, here he is." There was a little muttering on the other side, before Damon's voice filled the line. "'Ria?"

"Daddy? Is mom walking away?" Her voice was deathly calm.

"Yes," his voice was filled with concern and confusion, "Kid, what's going on?"

In an instant her breathing changed into short, terrified gasps. "I'm really scared, Daddy."

"'Ria, calm down, kiddo. Tell me what happened." Damon's voice was soothing in the way he had perfected since he was young. If he was still a vampire he would have used that tone coupled with compulsion, but that was gone, all those bridges had been burned.

"I-I was on my way back from Richmond and I got a little bit lost. Wh-when this hu-huge and I mean big, wolf like thing ran in front of me." Her voice was strained. Damon had never heard his daughter so distressed. "And I crashed into a tree. Daddy—" she hadn't called him 'daddy' this much since she was 8. "That wolf was way too big!"

But no, it couldn't be. Damon thought. His face was changing as Aria described the attacks.

"It was gone when I got out. I walked into town and just when I was going to get some help I collapsed. They said it was internal bleeding—"

"Wait." Damon stopped her, "I thought you told mom you have a concussion."

"I didn't want to worry her." Aria admitted.

He sighed, "Sometimes I think you are too much like her for your own good. But go on, 'Ria, I'm listening."

"They said it was internal bleeding from the crash, but I know what that feels like, and I was disoriented but not like that. And I collapsed when I bumped into this guy." She had tears streaming down her face.

"What?" Damon's voice was terribly weak, like he was the one experiencing it. "You have to tell me something. Did he had black hair and a hint of a poorly grown mustache?"

"Well, yes. But dad—"

"And a cunning and weasily look on his face?"

"No, he actually looked as surprised as me. But that wasn't everything."

"Wait honey—"

"No! Daddy! Please listen to me."

"But—"

"I saw something!" She blurted out.

"What?" Damon's voice cracked.

"When I touched him I saw something. You are going to think I am crazy but it was like a town. He was standing around a tree stump with a bunch of other people. They were all crying. The stump…it looked like a memorial of some kind. You-you and mom were there. You looked so sad. I have never seen you so sad, daddy. But you were younger, much younger. There was someone at looked similar to Petey. If that wasn't terrifying enough when I woke up I saw one of them here. He was a cop, but he was so young in the vision. I said he looked familiar and he said I looked familiar. Oh, daddy! Who were they?" She sobbed, her voice breaking at every other word.

For a moment no one spoke.

And another.

And another.

"This is incredibly important, Aria Bonnie. What town are you in?" Damon's voice was tense and as scared as hers.

"Mystic Falls."

No, no this isn't happening. He thought.

"Dad, what's going on?"

Damon looked at Elena who was at the table reading in their house, the perfect life was going to be changed so quickly, but they needed to be there for their family, now.

"Stay where you are."

"Well, there goes my plan for starting a traveling circus."

"Don't talk to anyone."

"What? What's going on?"

"Just be careful, okay 'Ria?"

Aria glanced at the hall with all the nurses walking past with innocent patients. "Please tell me, daddy."

He sighed, his face contorted, "We'll explain when we get there."

Her eyebrows raised, "You're coming here?"

"Yes."

"But you're going to have to tell mom."

"Yeah."

"Dad."

"Yeah, kid?"

"Come quickly."

WOOOOHOOOO! Thank you so much for all the reviews and follows and favorites. I am pleasantly surprised by the feedback. Thank you so much! I have been trying to understand and predict what the heck is happening next in VD. I know that Elena isn't coming back anytime soon because Nina is done for now, but I love that they left the door open for her to come back. They are going to have to be careful not to kill Bonnie again.

Reviews, as always, are encouraged as well as thoughts on season 7.