A/N: After planning out most of the rest of the story and figuring out where I want to take this, I've changed the rating for later chapters. Please review.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries or the characters. This is just for fun.

"Elena," Rose was calling from downstairs. I rolled over and looked around Damon's magnificent room. It would take a few days to get used to waking up here. "Elena, I've made you breakfast."

I got up and walked to the bathroom. I quickly found a comb and attempted to tame my hair. When I looked slightly presentable, I headed down stairs.

Halfway down I was overwhelmed by the smell of pancakes and eggs. I almost flew to the table. I hadn't had anything to eat since the night Stefan and Damon were taken. A giant stake of pancakes sat next to a plate full of yellow, fluffy eggs. I began to scarf down the pancakes and shoveling eggs into my mouth.

"Thank you," I said betweens bites. Rose was sitting in the library with a book in her lap.

"You're welcome," she replied. "I apologize that I forgot to feed you yesterday. Humans have to eat so much. Vampires can last more than a day with a single blood bag," she muttered to herself.

I was too hungry to reply. I just keeping eating everything on the table until the plates were completely empty. I grabbed the plates and took them to the kitchen to wash them. After drying and putting them away, I went and sat in the other armchair in the library.

Checking the clock, I noticed it was around eight-thirty. I had slept most of the day yesterday and all night. I stretched my arms and felt completely revived.

"Any word from Damon?" Rose asked, breaking the silence.

"He said they took Stefan too. He heard one of the vampires talking about going to Klaus, but they were still moving," I told her.

"Did he happen to tell you how he can influence your dreams if he's on the move?"

"He said he could always do that further than other vampires." I shrugged.

Rose nodded. "Anything else?"

"He apologized for the windows…"

A smile crept onto her lips. "At least he's alive. I got you some clothes last night. I put them on the couch."

"Thank you. I think I'll go take a shower and get into some clean clothes," I said as I got up and walked over to the couch. There were a few bags, all spilling out with clothes. Sifting through everything, I found everything a girl could need for any extended period of time. I carried it all upstairs and threw them on the bed. I started the shower and began to organize everything Rose had bought for me.

I had about fifteen shirts with assorted colors and designs, five pairs of jeans, six pairs of shorts, a few pajamas, a package of socks, a pair of flip-flops, a pair of tennis shoes, three packages of underwear, and seven bras. I went to the wardrobe to find it almost full of Damon's clothes. One side had about ten black dress shirts and twenty plain black t-shirts. The other side held three pairs of black dress pants and five pairs of black jeans. A single tie hung from the bar. On the bottom of the wardrobe was a pair of dress shoes and a pair of black leather boots, both tied and shined. I grabbed some hangers from the back and hung my clothes with his and put my shoes next to his. I went to the dresser next. The top drawer was full of Damon's socks, boxers, and a few undershirts, but the other drawers were empty. I folded my things and put them in the second drawer. Everything else in the bags was shampoo, conditioner, body washes, a toothbrush and toothpaste, some makeup and other girly necessities. I took them all to the bathroom and put them where I wanted.

Finally I climbed into the shower. The warm water was instantly soothing, relaxing. I took close to half an hour just to allow the water to run over me. After washing my body and hair, I stepped out and wrapped a towel around me. I walked over to the window and opened it just wide enough to look out. The sun was shining and reflecting off the dark brown waters. The water was in no way pretty, but it still created a nice atmosphere. I closed the curtain back and got dressed. I put on a pair of shorts and a blue v-neck t-shirt.

I sat on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I wanted to go back to Mystic Falls. This was only my second day away, but I still wanted to go back home. I was sure everyone was worrying about me.

I reached over to the phone and began to dial.

"Hello?" Jeremy answered.

"Hi, Jeremy," I said.

"Elena? Elena where are you? Jenna is worried out of her mind. You didn't come home yesterday, and you wouldn't answer your phone. Are you all right?"

"I'm sorry, Jer. We were attacked the other night while I was at the boarding house. I'm fine, but the vampires took Damon and Stefan," I explained.

"Well, where are you?" he asked.

"Rose and I got away. We're at Damon's house in Texas, and we probably won't be home for a while."

"What am I supposed to tell Jenna? She's going crazy."

"I'll call her and tell her I went out of town for a couple of days with Stefan and that I'm sorry I didn't call. That might buy me a couple of days," I sighed. I hated having to lie to her.

"What are you going to do after that?"

"I don't know Jer," I admitted.

"Are you sure you're okay, Elena?"

"Yeah, I have Rose to protect me, but make sure you're safe too, Jer. More vampires could come after you. Be careful."

"I will Elena. Hey, listen, I need to tell Bonnie you're all right; she's insisting on a locator spell."

"I'll call her and let know I'm okay myself."

"All right, I love you Elena; be safe."

"Love you too, Jeremy." I hung up and immediately dialed Jenna's number.

"Hello?" said Jenna on the other end of the line.

"Jenna, before you freak out I ju-" I tried to say, but she interrupted.

"Elena, where the hell are you? You've had me worried sick. Where are you?" she asked again.

"Jenna, I'm sorry I didn't call; my cell's at home. Stefan surprised me and took me on trip out of town for a few days," I lied. "We're just in Raleigh. I didn't mean to worry you."

"The least you could have done was ask me before you left town with you boyfriend," she sounded furious. "I've been losing my mind, Elena. You can't just up and leave when you feel like it. You have to come home right now."

"Jenna I can't do that. I'm sorry I didn't call," I told her again, "but I'll be back in a couple of days."

"No you won't Elena. You get your butt home by the end of today, or I'll-"

"I love you Jenna," I said, cutting her off. "I'll call you in a few days."

"Elena don't you dare han-" she started to say, but I hung up before she could finish.

I took a deep breath. Jenna sounded like she was livid. I rubbed my temples, trying to massage the tone of her voice from my mind. I picked up the phone again, this time dialing Bonnie.

"Hi, you've reached Bonnie Bennett," her voicemail played. "I'm not here, but you can leave a message, and I'll call you later."

"Hey, Bonnie, it's Elena. I'm all right; you don't have to do any locator spell or anything like that. I can't explain it all right now, so call me back. Bye."

I hung up and immediately called Caroline.

"Hello?" Caroline said.

"Hey, Caroline."

"Elena? Oh my gosh you're all right. Where are you? Bonnie and I tried calling you yesterday, and when you didn't answer-"

"Is that Elena?" I heard Bonnie in the background ask.

"Yeah," she answered, "and when you didn't answer, we went to the boarding house to see if you were with Stefan, and the library was in pieces and no one was there. What happened?"

"Vampires attacked us. They took Stefan and Damon. Rose and I escaped, and we're now at Damon's house in Texas, but we're fine," I told her.

"Do you know where the vampires are taking Stefan and Damon?" Bonnie asked. She sounded truly concerned.

"I know they're going to Klaus, but they have gotten there yet."

"How do you know they're going to Klaus?" Caroline asked.

"And that they aren't there yet?" Bonnie chimed in.

"That's a little more complicated," I said. "Damon has been in my dreams. Vampires can do that to humans. He told me they haven't stopped, but he heard one talking about Klaus."

"Wait, you've been dreaming about Damon?" Caroline asked, sounding curious.

"It's not like I have a choice. He's compelling himself into my dreams," I stated. I rolled my eyes. At a time like this when we should be worried about further vampire attacks, Caroline was concerned about me dreaming of Damon.

"How is he compelling your dreams? Shouldn't the vervain stop that?" Bonnie questioned.

"I'm not wearing my vervain. Rose had to take it off of me to get me to leave during the attack. I had refused to leave Damon to fight alone."

Bonnie didn't say anything. The line was just quiet for a moment.

"So what's Damon's house like?"

"Caroline, could we not worry about that right now?" I asked, exasperated. "Listen, you both need to be careful and watch around town. More vampires could come looking for me."

"We'll be watching," Bonnie assured me.

"And could you protect Jenna and Jeremy until I come back?"

"When are you coming back?" Caroline inquired.

"It will probably be a while."

"We'll look after them for you, Elena," Bonnie promised.

"Thank you both. I'll keep in touch."

"Be careful Elena," they both commanded.

"You too," I said before hanging up.

I went downstairs to find Rose just as she was before I went upstairs over two hours ago. It looked as if she hadn't moved at all.

I left her to the book she was obviously enthralled with and headed to the kitchen to make lunch. I checked the pantry and refrigerator before finally deciding to make a frozen pizza. While it cooked, I sat in the living room and flipped through the different channels on the TV. I finally decided just to watch some law show. I only paid partial attention. I was mostly zoned out, not thinking of anything in particular. I ate my pizza and once again began to surf the thousands of channels available. I spent several hours watching different programs. If this was how living in this house would be, I figured the days would be long, boring, and uneventful.

Around mid-afternoon, I shut off the TV and went to the library where Rose was still buried in the same book.

"What are you reading?" I asked her.

"The Salvatore family history," she answered. "It goes back to around the thirteen hundreds. It's quite interesting. Seems Damon's charm and Stefan's chivalry goes back through the family. There are more volumes on the shelf if you're curious."

I stood and walked over to the bookshelves. There was a large hole that Rose must have taken her volume from. I looked at the different volumes, wandering where to begin before finally settling on the last volume.

I sat down again and opened the book to the back. On the final few pages I found Damon and Stefan's parents.

Giuseppe Salvatore was born July 18, 1815 in Florence, Italy. In 1840, Giuseppe moved to Mystic Falls, Virginia where he met his first wife Sarah. Together they built a small but successful plantation. Giuseppe and Sarah had one son, Damon, and one daughter, Angelica. After Sarah died Giuseppe married his second wife Elizabeth and together they had one son, Stefan. Giuseppe died from an unknown attack on April 8, 1865.

Sarah Gillies-Salvatore was born on January 6, 1817 in Richmond, Virginia. Her family moved to Mystic Falls in the summer of 1839. A year later she met Giuseppe. They married and had two children Damon and Angelica. In 1844, Sarah died on March 21 from influenza.

Elizabeth Kinney-Salvatore was born in Lexington, Virginia on June 16, 1818. After moving to Mystic Falls 1845, Elizabeth met and married Giuseppe. Elizabeth died during the birth of their son Stefan on November 13, 1847.

Damon Salvatore was born on November 6, 1840 in Mystic Falls, Virginia. He joined the Confederate army at the age of 21 in 1861. During the spring of 1864, Damon deserted the army and returned to Mystic Falls. Damon was killed during the Battle of Willow Creek on April 7, 1865.

Angelica Salvatore was born on December 14, 1842 in Mystic Falls, Virginia. Angelica died on May 27, 1844 from influenza.

Stefan Salvatore was born in Mystic Falls, Virginia on November 13, 1847. He was raised on the family plantation. Stefan was killed during the Battle of Willow Creek on April 7, 1865.

I stared at the pictures of their parents. Stefan looked so much like his father, but he had his mother's eyes. His mother, Elizabeth, had a plain face, but piercing eyes she had given to Stefan. Everything else Stefan had came from Giuseppe. Damon's mother, on the other hand, was gorgeous. She was one of the most beautiful people I had ever seen. She had stunning features that matched Damon's. Damon seemed to only possess his father's chin and jaw. Everything else came from Sarah. Angelica surprised me. I didn't know Damon had had a little sister. She looked like a sweet little two year old. She was absolutely precious. I instantly felt bad for Damon. He had lost his mother and baby sister within a couple of months of each other. And Stefan had never even known his mother. It was so sad.

I closed the book, not wanting to read any more of Damon and Stefan's depressing history. I put the book back on the shelf. It was now starting to get into the later half of the evening. I made another pizza for dinner.

"I'm going upstairs," I told Rose as I carried my food up with me. "Night, Rose."

"Good night, Elena," she replied, still reading her volume of the Salvatore history. From the way she was sitting, I guessed she would be there for the rest of the night. I turned on the TV and crawled onto the bed. I found a movie on and watched it as I ate my pizza. When the movie was over, I turned the TV off, put on a tank-top and matching pajama shorts and crawled into bed. I turned the bedside lamp off and pulled the comforter up to my chin. I closed my eyes and hoped for one thing: I would see Damon while I slept.


I was sitting in the living room of the Salvatore boarding house. After a few seconds, I figured out I was dreaming.

"Damon," I called to the house. "Are you here?"

I began to roam the house looking for him. After twenty minutes of searching, I stood in the middle of the living room, perplexed. Damon wasn't here. "Damon," I tried again.

"Out here Elena," his voice came from somewhere else in the back of the house.

I followed his voice to the backdoor of the house. I stepped out on the patio to find him lounging in a chair. He had his arms crossed behind his head and looked completely relaxed.

I took the seat next to him and stared at the enormous backyard and the forest beyond.

"How was your day, Elena?" Damon asked.

"Fine, a little boring," I admitted. "How are you? How's Stefan?"

Damon sighed and sat up and turned to face me. "We reached our destination today. I don't know where exactly we are, but I have a pretty good idea. And as for Stefan, he was okay when we got here, but they separated us; I haven't seen him since this morning."

"Do you know where they took him?" I asked, worried.

"No, I don't."

I sighed. "So about where are you?"

"Elena, I don't want you and vampire Barbie and judgie witch and little miss England's Rose trying to stage a rescue. There are too many vampires here. In fact, I think they brought us here to use us as bait to get to you. If they couldn't get you, they could get someone to lure you out into the open. They wanted you to come looking for them so they could capture you and take you to Klaus. It's not safe," Damon warned.

"But what about you and Stefan? If they can't find me, or I can't find them, they might kill you and Stefan to get you out of the way."

"I'll find a way out, find Stefan and be back to Mystic Falls in no time, no worries," he said, shrugging. He leaned back and resumed his relaxed posture.

"I was reading one of the books you have on your family history today," I told him. His eyebrow shot up but he didn't move. "I'm sorry about your mother and Angelica. I didn't know you had a sister..."

Damon shrugged. "I barely knew them. You can't really miss and remorse over someone you didn't really know."

I nodded silently. It was just so upsetting. It helped explain why Damon preferred not to have any emotions.

I stood up over Damon. He opened one eye and looked at me quizzically. "I don't want to just sit still; I've been doing that all day. I don't want to just sit during my dream."

Damon stood and we began to walk around the property. "So have you talked to anyone in Mystic Falls?" Damon asked.

"Yes, I talked to Jeremy, Bonnie and Caroline; they all say there have been no signs of any other vampires, and Jenna is insanely mad that I just up and left without telling her."

Damon's smirk slid onto his face, but he didn't reply. He just turned abruptly and began walking in a different direction. "Damon where are you going?" I asked, running to catch up to him as he entered the woods.

"You'll see," was his only reply.

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