Damon was in the living room, staring at a grainy black and white picture of him and Lydia when Elena came in, and he swiftly hid it under the sofa as she asked. 'Seen Stefan?' Damon shrugged to the kitchen.
'What's up with Damon?' she whispered, but all the same, Damon growled. 'I can hear you.' Elena rolled her eyes, and Stefan got out his mobile and typed the one word; Lydia. Elena sighed, then Stefan put a finger to his lips and they left the house.
'Did you know her?' Elena asked curiously now as they walked slowly along the path. Stefan chuckled. 'Not personally, but Damon was sneaking out every other five minuets when he had a chance to go and see her. Telling our father would have been the right thing to do at that time...' he sighed. 'But he's my brother- I couldn't, and everyday I saw the back of his horse as he snuck out.'
Elena shook her head. 'Wow. I never would have thought-?' Stefan chuckled again, then said. 'Lydia... she was a nice girl, who, bad things had happened to. When Damon found out the mansion had caught fire, killed her... I don't think he was there for a little while, but not long after, he agreed with Father and joined the army. I think...' he sighed. 'That he just wanted to forget she existed, take his anger out on something. And when he came back, he was a whole new man- Lydia was never mentioned once when Katherine... well, you know.'
Stefan grabbed Elenas hand now and led her off the path, trekking through a few meters of bushes and a few thorns, until they came out beside the lake and Elena recognized something only from the words she had written- the cherry tree.
They walked up to it together, and sure enough, she saw the initials still etched into the wood.
Stefan chuckled, then folded his arms. 'I'm surprised he hasn't kicked this down or something yet.' Elena shook her head and frowned, turning back to him. 'Why would he do that-?'
He sighed now. 'Because it hurts. You won't get him to admit it, but I know him... I saw what her death did to h-' he cut off now as his phone went off. He chuckled. 'Speak of the devil.'
'Yeah?'
'We got company. A couple torn to shreds AKA sheriff Forbes told me it was a vampire.'
'Where was this?'
'Near the old Faulks place. I'm heading there now to sweep the woods. Ditch Elena and do the same.'
The call ended, and Stefan groaned. 'Vampire in town, a couple in the woods found dead.' Elena rolled her eyes, then said, letting go of his hand. 'You go be all Van Helsing, and I'll walk home.' Stefan chuckled. 'Nice comparison, but ok, be careful. This one's already killed, they might do it again.'
Elena scoffed, then said with a laugh. 'I'm Wonderwoman, relax, or I'll set my "evil twin" on you.' Stefan rolled his eyes, then kissed her forehead and was gone.
Elena was nearly back and her house when she heard a voice call. 'Excuse moi!' she turned to face a very pretty young woman with long slightly curly white blonde hair and the deepest emerald green eyes she had seen. She smiled and said with a frown. 'Do you know where Damon Salvatore lives?' Elena blinked, then said. 'Uhh, you know him?'
The woman smiled. 'Oh you could say we go way, way back.' Elena froze now, then realized the double meaning- just how far back-?
She shrugged. 'Oh, I don't know.'
The woman raised an eyebrow, then said with a scowl. 'I think you are lying.' Elena froze- that had proven it; this woman was the vampire the pair had gone searching for in the woods...
Elenas eyes flickered to her house, then she ran, but the woman grabbed her, but not for long, as she got pulled off and as Elena made it into the safety of her house, she saw her and Stefan staring at each other, faces identical in shock. 'Stefan-?' she said, then glanced at Elena, then was gone.
Elena ventured out now and looked at Stefans still shocked expression, but then he just said in a hushed voice. 'Oh crap.' Elena frowned, then asked. 'Did you know her? She knew you.' Stefan just turned to her, then said quietly.
'That... was Lydia Faulks.'
Damon had been sweeping the woods with no sign of the intruding vampire- maybe they had left already, or were bunking somewhere.
There was nothing there, so he just went back to the house, which he found empty, Stefan was still out, and now that he had texted, was with Elena, no evidence of the vampire.
Oh what joy (!) he thought with a growl as he poured himself some Scotch and sat down, staring at its contents and thinking about unimportant things. But then he heard footsteps upstairs, and was stood up in a flash, stake in his hand- it wasn't Stefan, he was out... and the steps sounded unfamiliar.
As he went upstiars, they originated from his room, but when the pushed it open, there was no one there, and the window was open. Something had been changed though, he noticed when he stepped forwards- the draw was open, and when he looked inside, Lydia Faulkses sapphire ring was gone. He swore to himself, then turned, feeling a prickle on the back of his neck, as if he was being watched. But as he turned, he was pushed onto the bed and pinned down, then he looked up and his eyes widened in shock.
'Lydia-?'
The young woman grinned down at him as she said with a chuckle.
'Boo, sweetie.'
Ok! So, Lydia's back and things are gonna get interesting now! Reviews much loved! Hope you're all enjoying this story! Oh! and a quick little note- I've started a proper little Damon/OC fic called Safer To Hate Her, I'll be continuing it if people are interested enough, so if you like it, please leave a review on it- the storyline won't dissapoint(:
