It was dark, and I was surrounded by trees. The whole entire scene was unfamiliar to me. The dirt on the ground was wet, and moist. It was drizzling lightly, and it was cold. I walked around, confused, and lost. I could hear my name being whispered. I didn't know who was calling me, but they seemed frightened. I couldn't help but shiver. I had goosebumps running down my spine. Something didn't feel right. It was as if someone was watching my every move.

Maybe the stranger whispering my name had a friend. A friend that was my foe. Maybe this was my fate. I walked closer and closer to the stranger. The odd thing is that the far away dark figure hadn't changed. His face was just as covered with black from the shadows as he was a few feet back.

As I got closer, the dark, mysterious, shadowy figure began to fade into the cold air. I reached out to grab ahold of him, but he was already gone. This time I saw something else. It was not a stranger, it was a face that I had learned to live with for 18 years. It was my own. It was my reflection off a mirror, that had rain drops sliding down the glass.

I stared at the reflection with confused eyes. I put my hand to the glass, and quickly removed my fingers from it, as it was ice cold to the touch. I turned around and walked away from the mirror. Something felt wrong. It was like death was present in the air that I breathed. I could taste it. I could smell it. It sent shivers down my spine once again, and I was now afraid.

I could hear my name being called louder and louder. I tried running, but the only place of shelter was becoming further and further of a walk. The paths kept getting longer, and I could hear someone's footsteps, coming towards me. They stomped against the cold wet ground. I tried to scream. I tried to yell out the word help, but no sound would escape my lips because I was so frightened.

I turned my head and saw Damon standing it front of me. He touched the side of my face, and before I got a chance to look around. I realized that I was in a different surrounding. The place was warm, and there was a nice fire going in the fire place. The room was spacious and there were books all around. I was yet again not sure of where I was. I still was scared, and shivering from the wet rain.

Damon looked down at my shivering body, and held me to him. My chin rested on his shoulder, and I saw another mirror facing me. This time, their movements did not reflect my own. The reflection had whispered something softly, barely audible for human ears to hear. It whispered "Vampire."

I blinked a few times before I realized who it was referring to, and when I tried to retract myself from his grasp, he sunk his teeth into my neck softly, and gently. It hurt, but only for moment. I could feel the blood leaving my veins as he took as much of it as he possibly could have gotten.

I was beyond screaming by this point. Damon was free to do whatever he pleased. He took advantage of my body as much as he could. When he was done he had lain my motionless body on the couch. My hands , arms, legs, feet had no strength left. My palm dropped to the floor, and I might as well have been good as dead.

there was no one around to save me. No one around to hear me struggle in the arms of a masked murderer. He walked over to me and kissed my forehead, whispering " I love you." In my ear. I tried to close my eyes, and drowned out his voice, but I couldn't. I was drawn to him like he was drawn to my blood.

He stepped away from me and looked deeply into my eyes. I could see the black that his blue topaz eyes had become, and then the small black lines that surrounded his eye lids. It frightened me so much. I tried to gasp for one last breath, and then that's when I finally woke up.

It was only a dream. My back was leaning against the head bored of my bed as I was now awake, breathing in and out roughly. I rubbed my temples with my finger. Trying to catch my breath once again. I brought my eyes over to the clock seeing that it was one O'clock in the afternoon. I was thankful the nightmare was only a dream, but I wondered what it had meant. If it had meant anything at all.

Was Damon a vampire? And if Damon was did that mean Stefan was too? Well, that was something I was determined to find out. If it was true for Edward, who's to say it won't be true for Damon and Stefan as well.

I finally got up out of bed. Changing into shorts and a t-shirt, grabbing my keys and sunglasses. I went up to elena's bedroom, and knocked on her door.

"Elena, you ready to go?" I asked curiously

"Yeah, just give me a minute." She said quietly. I guess Elena coming along on this trip was an opportunity for me to ask her questions. Not necessarily them all being about vampires or asking if Damon and Stefan had any supernatural powers that I should know about. I just… I needed to get to the bottom of this. Before it all got to me.

Ten minutes later Elena came out and smiled at me. "I'm ready." She admitted, laying her hands on her hips.

"Alright, let's go." I said walking down the stairs and out the door. Her following right behind me.

Elena and I got into my truck and were headed off to the clothing store.

"So, how did you meet stefan?" I asked randomly as the quiet in the car was broken.

"Um… High school. Stefan just came into town a while back. Like a year ago."

"He seems really nice, really caring." I grinned. "I'm happy for you."

"Thanks." She smiled. "What about you and Damon? You guys looked like you were getting along really well at the bar last night." She teased.

"Damon, invited me to dinner, and me being me, I said yes." I sighed heavily. I didn't want to make it sound like I regretted my decision, but after the dream, I have had plenty of time to rethink my answer.

"Ah, didn't want to be mean, I see." She chortled.

"Nope, and now I'm stuck." I sighed heavily once again.

"Fake being sick or something. Damon has his ways of being a jackass. I don't want you getting hurt because of him." She admitted, staring out the window.

"I am a terrible liar, and it's just one night with Damon. How bad could it possibly be?" I laughed.

"You're right." Elena shrugged, and silence filled the car again.

We finally arrived to the place a few minutes later. I pulled into the parking lot of the plaza and chose a spot closest to the building. We walked inside a small boutique and began looking around and trying on a few shirts, and some light jeans every now and then.

I tried on one last thing before we headed out. It was a black dress for the date tonight. I stared at the mirror, hoping that I wasn't still dreaming. I couldn't believe that I hadn't noticed it the whole time I was trying on clothes up until now. I gasped lightly as I saw that I had a small bite mark on my lower neck. It was recent, and blood from the wound had imprinted itself on my hand. I tried staying calm, but it only proved my theory. I couldn't prove that it was Damon who had done this deed, but I had proven that there were vampires in Mystic Falls.

"You alright, Bella?" Elena asked from the other side of the dressing room door.

"Um, I'm fine." I muttered, stripping off the dress and sliding my regular clothing back on. I walked out carrying my clothes to the counter and paid for it all, tapping my fingers against the counter, hoping that elena wouldn't look at my neck and noticed. I already didn't have much clothing on. It wouldn't take that much to see.

"that'll be one hundred and fifty dollars, and twenty two cents." The lady said with polite voice, and a smirk to match along with it. I swiped my credit card into the machine slot and wrote out my name, handing her my I.D., and then having it handed back to me after she quickly checked it over. She bagged my stuff up and handed it to me. "Have a good day." She waved quickly goodbye, and I took my things and walked out with Elena.

"Oh my God." Crap. She saw it. "Caroline what are you doing here?" I quickly diverted my eyes to who she was talking to. Elena suddenly went over to the blonde girl and hugged her tightly. That was somewhat a relief.

"I came to shop, duh." Yet another nice reply from the blonde girl who started the gossip last night at the Grill

"Oh cool. Um, I'll see you later tonight with Stefan?" Caroline nodded, and smirked walking into the store we just recently walked out of.

"Is she always like that?" I asked, making sure she was out of hearing range.

"Oh yes. All the time." Elena jokingly smirked.

"She scares me." I laughed slightly, and got back into the truck with Elena. Driving back home. Glad that my neck hadn't caught Elena's attention yet. Unless she had already seen it, and just didn't want to bring it up.

"So, tell me what you know about Damon." I admitted.

"Other than him being a first rate jack ass? Well… he hasn't had a good experience with his past relationships. There was this one girl Katherine who broke his heart, and it destroyed him. I had never seen him so upset."

"Maybe that's why he's so bitter." I shrugged, and got out of the car. "Well, let me just get through tonight and see for myself the kind of guy he truly is."

"Alright… But don't say I didn't warn you."

"Alright I've been warned." I got out of the car and went inside. Today went by fast. Faster than I had wanted it to. I was afraid to face him. I was afraid that if I sat there long enough alone with him, then I'd see who and what he truly was. Jasper taught me not to be afraid of them, and if I ever was in any to danger to carry vervain with me so they can't get inside my head. I always wore vervain laced jewelry. It was easier that way. The only time I went unprotected was yesterday, stingily. I didn't want to have to do this to Damon, but if reality was anything close to my nightmare then I had to be safe.

I took vervain diluting my water with it, drinking out, ignoring the taste it left in my mouth. I curled my hair, and put on my tiny black little dress, as well as put on my make up. I could hear someone faintly coughing in the background. It sounded like a guy… It wasn't Jeremy, the boy coughing had a deeper voice. Stefan maybe? I didn't know he was over. I walked into elena's room, and saw him coughing. "Stefan, are you okay?" Elena asked worryingly.

"Yeah, just choking on something is all." Stefan admitted trying to clear his throat.

I grabbed my glass of water and then paused realizing it was filled with vervain. If Stefan drank it and was a vampire then he would have problems digesting it. This was the only way to prove if the Salvatore brother truly were, what I thought they were. I walked in innocently as if I knew that nothing was going to happen. "Here drink some water. It'll make it easier on your throat." I handed it to him and he took it without question. The minute that drank the water, he had spit it back out, coughing even more than before.

So, this basically proved everything. My dreams weren't just dreams… they were obviously visions. I stepped back a few feet and headed out the door. I didn't know what else to think at this point. This date with Damon I know is going to go differently then originally planned.

Stefan's POV

My throat was on fire. There was vervain in the water. I tried to stay clam, but the pain was excruciating. I wondered how vervain got into the glass in the first place. Bella ran out the door, while I was still choking on acid. "Stefan, what's wrong?" Elena asked running to my side, laying her hand slightly on my shoulder.

"Vervain, in the water." I managed to spit out. It hurt like hell to talk. I was overstraining my voice and pain resistance talking. "Did you put it in there for Bella?"

"What? No… Of course not. I was going to give her a necklace. I didn't put it in her water."

"You don't think she did it, do you?" I asked curiously raising my eye brow, still trying to ignore the burning that my throat felt.

"I… don't know." She muttered. "That means that she knows then." We both paused to look at each other. "Should we talk to her about it?"

"No, not yet. I'm going to ask her if she wants to go to the Grill and hang out tomorrow. See what she knows. Tonight let her enjoy her date with Damon."

"Before or after she kills him? She obviously was trying to pull something with whole vervain trick. Unless…?" Elena sighed and shook her head.

"If she starts showing supernatural abilities then we'll have bonnie help us out." I kissed her head, and held her close to me.

"I just don't want my best friend getting hurt." She whispered and I patted her head.

"I know, Elena. I know."