I light a cigarette and lean against the wall as I wait for my Mother to come pick me up. I look around and finally I see the lights on her 2008 Dodge Caravan. I take a long deep drag off my cigarette and flick it out into a puddle where it extinguishes itself. I hop into the van and look at my Mother while I buckle up. "How long?" I ask angered.

"How long what sweetie?" She asks me as she pulls back onto the road.

"How long were you going to hide this from me? My real parents; my powers and Mystic Falls! You knew why you didn't want me to go there because of it's past!" I demand.

She looks at me then back to the road. "I never wanted you to find out this way Zoe!" She begins to cry. "I was trying to protect you! I didn't want you to grow up the same way I did; in fear!"

I roll my eyes at my Mother. "When we go home I need to go find someone so I'll need the keys to my truck." My Mother shoots me a nervous look. I take a deep breath and bite on my cheek. "Where's my truck Mom?"

We pull into the driveway of our house; she puts the van into park and looks at me. "It was impounded at the sheriff's station."

I slam my fists on the dashboard. "Fuck!" I exclaim. I unbuckle and storm into the house. When I get to my room I slam my door; my Mother follows behind me and knocks on the door. I sit on my bed and pull out my phone. "I'm not coming out unless you start giving me answers." With that she leaves my door. I look through my phone book on my phone and find 'Lillian Salvatore' I dial the number; it goes to voice mail so I have to leave a message.

"Hello…Lillian; Mrs. Salvatore." I pause feeling extremely awkward. "My name is Zoe Benson; your son Damon told me to call you. If you could give me a call back…it would be great. Thanks." And with that I hang up.

I open up my dresser and look through the drop drawer for my CD's I pull out a mix CD that Jen made for me. Currently Playing: Wake Up Call - Maroon 5. Pulling off my shirt I look all over my skin for cuts or bruises. I stand in my pink bra and black boy-shorts checking every inch of my body; nothing. Damon's blood healed me very well; better than modern medicine ever could. I sit up in my window sill and stare out the window; I can't help but think about Damon. I had to leave him there with that psychopath; what if Lillian Salvatore never calls me back. Just then my phone rings; I put it on speaker phone.

"Hello?" I ask running to turn down my music.

The line is silent for a moment. "Is this Zoe?" A woman speaks.

I sit back down on my bed and nod; not like they can see me. "Yes. This is Zoe; who am I speaking with?"

"This is Lily Salvatore. Listen I need to meet you; in two days…let's say 3:00pm is Helmsley. I'll call you first thing tomorrow with more details." With that she ends the call.

I wake up the next morning to find a note has been slipped under my door. "Zoe; I've left dinner out to thaw. I won't be home until late tonight." Just then the doorbell rings; I pull on a long knit cotton dress, run downstairs and open the door. I look at him with a dropped jaw; it was Jackson my Ex.

Jackson smiled at me with those bright white teeth and glistening Green eyes. He held his arms open to me on the front step for a hug. "Hey Zoe…" He said sheepishly.

Instead of hugging him I just stare at him. "Jackson…I thought you were studying in London?" I lean against the door frame. "And I thought you were screwing Samantha?"

Jackson clears his throat and rubs the back of his head. "I guess I made a mistake Zoe…I'm just here to make things right with you."

I take a deep breath. "Fine. You might as well come inside I'll make you a cup of coffee." I walk into the kitchen as Jackson closes the door behind him. After I plug in the coffee maker I sit on the counter; Jackson looks at me and smiles.

"You have a different attitude about you…It's a good thing!" He informs.

Giving him two thumbs up to him I reach over and pick up an apple. "Thanks. I guess…" I put my hair up into a messy bun and search the counter for a pack of cigarettes.

Jackson watches me in an awkward silence; he pushes his blonde hair back and smirks. "I've missed you." Not knowing how to reply I stay silent. He raises his hands up in the air in disgust and scoffs. "What is your problem Zoe? You act like our break up was my fault?"

I shoot Jackson a glare. "Really Jackson? So you're telling me you just fell into her vagina? By accident." I reply to him unimpressed. I jump off the counter and walk to the door; I say nothing else just hold it open. He shakes his head and walks out the door saying nothing in return.

The sun begins to set in purple orange glaze; the most peaceful sight I've seen in the past few days. I can't help but ponder things that have transpired. Damon, the random visit from my ex…my real parents. I begin to look around my house for clues to my real parents in my Mother's room. I open the top dresser drawer and find a small wooden locked box; it has the word 'Fell' carved into it. Unable to find a key and unable to pick the lock I take the locked box put it into my purse in my bedroom. Another night I spend in my room with my music playing. Currently Playing: Save Rock and Roll- Fall Out Boy.

My phone rings; an incoming Face Time request from Damon Salvatore. I hit answer; instantly I see his face on my screen and I smile from ear to ear. "Never thought I'd see you that happy to see me." Damon states with a slight smirk.

I try not to show my overwhelming happiness as the weight of guilt lifts off my shoulders. "You have no idea how good it is to see you!" I reply with pink blushed cheeks.

He slicks his hair back and laughs lightly. "I'd be lying if I didn't say the same." He admits taking a drink from his brandy glass. "Didn't peg you as a Fall Out Boy fan."

I turn down my music and laugh lightly. "What did you think I listen to?" I ask him as I lay back down on my bed.

I see Damon shrug. "Maybe some TaySwift, or One Direction?"

With a burst of laughter I drop my phone; I pick it back up and smile at Damon. "Not that I have anything against them; but you have this good girl vibe about me. It's grand." I turn to look for my cigarettes. "One sec." I say before placing my phone on my bed to light a cigarette; I take a deep drag and pick my phone back up. I let out the puff of smoke from my mouth into the camera of the phone.

"Why is it when girls do that; it's sort of hot?" Damon asks me while laughing.

I smirk and shrug my shoulders. "Guess we'll never know. So your Mother called me last night; guess we're meeting tomorrow in Helmsley."

"She didn't go as far as I thought she would have."

"Guess she just wanted to keep a close eye on her boys." I reply with a yawn.

Damon smiles. "You should get some sleep Zoe; you look exhausted."

I nod as I continue to yawn before taking a drag of my cigarette. "It's been a long day."

"I hate to say it, but I miss the smell of those cigarettes around the house." He admits to me with a sorrowful look on his face.

I look down at my hand holding the cigarette and take another drag. How can he talk about missing me; he has a girlfriend just not a currently living. "Goodnight Damon."

"Night Zoe."

With that the call ends. I lean my head back on my pillow and within minutes I drift off to sleep. I wake up to the sound of running water. I glance over at my alarm clock. The glowing red numbers read; 2:40am. I sit up in my bed and pull on a pair of short jean shorts and a baggy 'Deadmau5' shirt. I open my bedroom door and walk out into the hall. "Mom?" I asked out loud; no one answered me. I can see the bathroom light on from the light seeping under the door. I quietly walk towards the bathroom and open the door. I'm hit by a cloud of steam in the face; once it clears I can see no one is there. I walk back into my bedroom; grab my purse and baseball bat. I walk down the stairs in the dark trying to be quiet; the wooden stares creak and I close my eyes.

Once I make it down the stairs I walk into the kitchen. "Whoa!" I yell out slipping backwards on a liquid on the linoleum floor beside the kitchen island; it's warm and kind of gooey. I'm covered from head to toe in this substance; I stand up and walk over to the light switch. As the room illuminates I scream in horror. It's blood. Slowly I walk to the other side of the kitchen island and there I see her; my Mother laying there motionless in a pool of blood. I collapse onto my knees beside her lifeless body and furiously check her for a pulse while my tears mix with the pool of her own blood. "Mom! Wake up!" I scream shaking her still warm; lifeless body.

I regain what little composure I have before running to get my phone. I dial 911 with my blood covered hands; still shaking. "I just found my Mother dead in the kitchen, she has no pulse and there's a lot of blood! 874 Howard Court." I cried; my voice shaking I was surprised the 911 dispatcher could understand me. I look at the wall across from my Mother's body; in her blood is written. 'You should be careful who you let into your home.' Was this meant for me or my Mother?

I sit out on the concrete step of the front door in shock and still soaked in my Mother's blood; surrounded by flashing blue and red lights. I watch the coroner roll the black zipper bag stretcher into the ambulance. I look up as a male officer approaches me. "Miss. Benson; we're going to need to take you to the station for some questions."

I give a blank expression to the officer as he talks. "Okay."

When an officer says they need to take you in for questions; they mean interrogate you. I sit in a tiny room across from the officer. They've taken the clothes I've come in with and given me orange jail clothes to put on. I can tell other officers are watching me from a one way mirror; I've seen enough True Crime episodes to know this.

"Zoe Abigal Benson; where were you tonight?" The male officer asked looking at the set list of questions before him.

'Rooke' I thought to myself as look up at the officer. "I was asleep in my room; my Mother had told me she would be home late so I didn't wait up."

"One of your Mother's Coworkers had said your Mother had mentioned you and her got into an argument. What was the argument over?"

Do they think I killed my Mother?

"My Mother had recently came forward and told me she was my adopted Mother and my Aunt not my Biological Mother. She had been hiding this from me my whole life and just like any rational person I got upset over learning such thing." I explain.

"In your signed statement it says you didn't bother doing CPR because you knew your Mother was dead. How did you know she was dead?"

I can't believe he's even asking me that question. "There was so much blood; the first thing I did was check for a pulse. Even if she wasn't dead for long the point was she had lost so much blood and had no pulse. She was no longer bleeding out either."

"You seem sure." The officer replies cockily.

I cross my arms. "Officer if you're going to charge me with something charge me, but if you're going to continue to waste my time and time finding who killed my Mother. Then I'd like to request a Lawyer."

I guess the officer didn't like my reply because he left the room rather quickly. I sat in the small room alone with my thoughts; tears started pouring from my eyes. I just lost the woman who raised me; I took her for granted the past few days. I lean my head down into my arms. I hear the door knob rattle; I shoot up straight in my seat.

A tall slender woman with straight red-brown hair walks into the interrogation room holding clean clothes with the male officer next to her. She had an intimidating look on her face as she stood across from me. She places her hands on the officer's shoulders and looks him dead in the eyes. "Officer I don't believe you have any reason to hold Miss. Benson any longer. All charges are to be dropped you and she is to be let go."

"You're free to go; Miss Benson." The officer replies almost robotically.

I stand up from the table and look at the woman. She hands me the pile of clothes. "Come along Zoe. Change out of those ghastly things." The woman says holding out her arm. I walk past her; she puts her arm around my shoulder as we walk out the door.

"Oh I need to get my truck out of impound here." I say as I turn back to look at the officer.

The woman walks over to the officer and looks him dead in the eyes again. "Go release Miss Benson's truck to her. Get rid of all paper work on ever having it here."

We walk out together in silence and wait for my truck to pull through the impound lot. "Are you Mrs. Salvatore?" I ask finally ending the silence.

The woman lets out a small laugh. "Please call me Lily." She replies.

"You and Damon have a lot of very similar characteristics. You look a lot alike." I add as the officer pulls my truck over to us. "Thank you Lily…but we still need to talk."

Lily looks at me and smiles as the officer hands me my keys. "Do you know any place we can go sit and talk?"

We sit at the local Denny's; I order Peanut Buttercup pancakes with bacon and hashbrowns. Lily only orders a cup of coffee; I assume to make her look normal. Lily smiles at me as my eyes light up upon seeing my plate of food. "When I was younger my Father would take my Brother and I out for these pancakes." Oh god; my Brother. I bet no one has told him yet. My happiness is instantly taken over by grief.

"It's going to be okay Zoe." She reassures me. Somehow; I don't think so.

I cut up my pancakes and takes a bite with a piece of the bacon; something about chocolate and bacon. "So Kai said I told him where to find me…in 1903." I take another bite and continue with food in my mouth. "I'm just so confused."

Lily takes a deep breath in and crosses her arms. "When I saw you in that room; I couldn't believe how much you looked like her."

"Looked like who?" I question putting down my fork as I listen intently.

"Amunet."

I perk up in my seat. "Amunet; how could I look like her?"

"Amunet was a member of the Osiris Coven in 1200 B.C.E. Amunet is an immortal making you her Doppelgänger." Lily explains to me as I continue to eat my breakfast. "Amunet was a High Priestess in Egypt; she was a necromancer from what I gathered from her."

"What did she say about me? What do we have to do with each other?" I interrupt.

Lily smiles at me. "I can see why Damon likes you?"

I take a sip of my orange juice and stare Lily down. "He's got this girlfriend I'm trying to help him bring back."

Again Lily smiles at me and then she shrugs. "I told him about your Mother; he's called me about 4 times in the past hour. I know he's checking up on you; he likes you." She teases.

I crossed my legs and push my finished plate in. "Well…even though that's not the case." I trail off as I notice a man wearing his hood up staring at Lily and myself. I look down at my empty plate. "Omeonesay isway atchingway usway Ilylay." I say hoping she could understand pig Latin.

Lily pushes away from the table and gestures for me to stay. She walks to the counter and pays the tab; she then waves me over to the door. When I walk past the hooded man I feel a shiver go up my spine. We walk out the door towards my truck; the man follows us out to the truck. "Get into the truck Zoe!" Lily demanded with her teeth bared.

The man looks at me; I can't make out his face but something about him seems familiar. "You should be careful who you let into your home Zoe." I recognize him from his familiar voice. Jackson – my ex.

"Jackson?" I ask confused.

He pulls his hood down and smirks at me. "Surprise." He steps closer. "You know I used to think you were the most perfect girl in the world Zoe. Then you left me so you could go to school; you broke my heart. I met this girl; she showed me that I could be greater than human. I could be immortal! You broke my heart Zoe, so I had to break your Mom's neck." Jackson says without a hint of remorse.

Lily lets out a hiss, I could see the anger in her eyes. My blood was boiling in my skin. I raise my hand and swish it to the left; following the motion of my arm a wave a fire blocks the man from my truck. "Let's go." I say to Lily as I walk towards the driver's door.

Whack!

Jackson pushes me up against my truck door with such force it partially dents it. He bares his teeth; Lily whips around to my side with her super vampire speed and pulls him off me. Jackson throws Lily against a tree before speeding right back to me. "I'm going to enjoy killing you Zoe; perhaps I'll rip your heart out just like you ripped out mine."

"I'm sorry." I say looking up at Jackson; with tears running down my face.

"You think you can apologize now!?" Jackson yells. "For breaking my heart."

"No. For this!" I watch as the broken branch stabs through his back right through the front of his chest. Like an explosion; his blood and guts wash over me.

Lily stumbles over to me holding her sides. "That little shit was strong. Looks like we're going to have to get you more clothes…again."

"I'm going back to Mystic Falls; if I stay here everyone I love and care for is in danger." I lean my back against the door of my truck and cry. "I have to go back, kill Kai and then find out what Amunet want's with me. She's behind this; she told Kai where to find me. If I need to leave I can say the spell to let me back over the boarder back home." I say as I get into the driver's seat.

Lily takes a deep breath in and jumps into the passenger's side. "I'm coming with you. If we get rid of Kai we can remove the spell on the boarder then I can go back to living my life far away from Mystic Falls."

I look at Lily and nod my head in agreement; though deep down inside I wonder if she can be trusted. After all Damon and Stefan didn't seem to like her all too much. Maybe she has some ulterior motives.