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Stefan went over to his bookshelf. He picked up an extra copy of The Grapes of Wrath, which he had hollowed out to hide things from intruders and by intruders, he meant Damon. Opening the book, he went past a pocket watch, an undeveloped film roll, a grainy black-and-white photo of Katherine...
Katherine.
He still remembered the day she arrived at his father's estate; still remembered the clicking of the horse's feet on the gravel, the sound of the reins against the carriage's exterior, Katherine's skirts swirling around her as she stepped out into the day's sun; her beauty more radiating than its glow...
No. He didn't love her; not anymore. Katherine's doppelganger, Elena, was already starting to replace her lingering specter in his heart.
Then why do you still have her picture? his mind probed.
Stefan set the picture down on a pile of books. He would decide its fate later on. He went back to The Grapes of Wrath and pulled out the wooden box he was originally searching for.
He had never shown the necklace to anyone. Not Caroline and definitely not Katherine since he acquired it after her death. Okay, maybe he had shown Lexi, but that was it. He had wanted to save it for someone special.
Stefan then went downstairs to the basement and into the vervain cell. He put on an old glove that was lying around and plucked a tuft of vervain from the small garden box. He put it in the locket and snapped it shut.
The vervain was for Elena. It would protect her. Protect her from Damon and from Caroline.
From him too.
He hoped that she would never need to use it.

"Is that a threat?"
"Actually, no, it isn't. It's a warning. Watch your back, Elena."
What had Caroline meant by that? What was she planning? Was she planning something?
Elena's mind ran through this a dozen times over.
Then she saw him.
There he was, sitting at one of the empty lunch tables bathed in sunlight; his green eyes glowing as he smiled at her from his spot.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey."
A pause.
He stood up and went to her. "I hope you don't think this is too weird, but I wanted you to have this."
She looked down at his hands and saw him holding a wooden box. He unsnapped the lid and revealed a silver locket with a red gem at its apex.
"It's beautiful!" she complimented.
"I've had for a long time, but I've never wanted to give it to anyone until now."
She blushed. "Can you put it on me?"
"Of course."
She turned around and lifted up her hair as he set the locket around her neck and shut the clasp.
"Do you like it?"
She turned around. "I love it," Elena whispered before connecting her lips to his.
He pulled her closer.
She gave a surprised moan against his mouth before she opened up hers; inviting him in, getting caught in the moment. His hands pressed her back harder and her hands dug through his hair.
The bell rang behind them but they didn't bother stopping.

Elena was a fan of PDA. Great.
Caroline rolled her eyes as she watched the couple cling to each other way after the final warning bell. She had hoped that her words would've beaten some sense into Elena.
Boy, was she wrong.
She was practically brain washing him, making him believe that he loved her and not Caroline. Making him think brunettes were better blondes.
It wasn't Stefan's fault. None of it was. He was only guilty of meeting her and falling under her spell. Now, it was up to Caroline to cure him of it. She had hoped that she wouldn't have to resort to her advantage, but Elena had left her with no other choice. If Elena wanted a dirty fight, than boy was she going to get one.

Elena got out of her car and slammed the door behind her when she got home.
"Jenna! Jeremy!" Elena called before she felt her phone vibrate.
Sent from: Jenna
Went to campus for a bit. Jeremy's out with friends and shouldn't be home for a while. I ordered a pizza before I left and it should be there soon. Money's on the coffee table. No boys!
The doorbell rang.
Elena grabbed the money and ran to the door, expecting the pizza guy.
And finding Caroline.
"I thought I told you to stay away from him," she said.
"I'm not staying away from him because you asked me to, Caroline."
"For a second, I thought you were actually smart, Elena. But I was wrong. You're an idiot. An idiot who can't seem to realize what she can and can't have."
"And you're a bitch that doesn't deal very well with jealousy."

That made Caroline crack. If the fact she hadn't been invited inside wasn't standing in the way, she would've pulled Elena by the hair and dragged her around the house until her scalp bled.
Sadly, she wasn't invited in.
She couldn't do her work while Elena was in the house; she had to be lured out.
"At least I can admit it," Caroline responded. "Why don't you come out here and insult me for real? Because you seem a bit like a coward standing in your house."
"Fine."
She slowly put one foot over the threshold.
Yes, Elena. Just one more step...
"There, I'm out. Happy?"
"Extremely," Caroline sneered. She felt veins appear by her eyes and felt her fangs grow.
Elena's shocked eyes were the last thing she saw before she went to her neck.
The other girl's screams rang in the autumn air and it wasn't long before her form went limp. She would live. For now.

Elena opened her eyes slowly.
She found herself in a dimly lit room with machines going off at her side and tubes going down her arm.
"What am I doing here?"
"Don't worry about it, Elena," Caroline said.
"You! What...what the hell did you do to me?"
"Nothing you won't recover from."
"What are you?" Elena demanded.
Caroline crept closer. "Don't worry about it," she said, looking into Elena's eyes. "You'll forget this happened and just think you were attacked by an animal."
"No I won't!" she replied. "How could I forget about this? You put me in the hospital!"

Wait a second.
Why didn't the compulsion work? Maybe she did it wrong.
Caroline refocused her gaze. "No. You will forget."
"No, I won't!"
She was immune to compulsion. Interesting. Well, Caroline supposed it was time for one final trick.
"Fine then. Remember what I am. Remember what I can do. Remember that I'm why you're here. But also remember that Stefan is the same. He can do this to you. He can do this to others. Hell, maybe he has. He is perfectly capable of doing this to you; except he can do much worse."
"What? He can?"
"Yes, Elena. I know that because he's the one that made me this. What I am."
"Which is what?" Elena asked.
Caroline's face turned serious. "A vampire."

This chapter was a little shorter, but I hope you liked it anyways! And sorry for taking too long to update.