A/N: Thank you all for the response so far. I hope that this chapter is as good as the others, I am still planning out how things will go, one of them being how Stefan will be alerted to Ellie's resurrection. Still, I wanted to get something out to you all. Enjoy!

Last time I checked, I still own nothing besides Ellie and my plot.

Summary: A spell gone haywire, Bonnie accidentally resurrects a long since dead woman, who has no idea who she is other than she woke up in a grave and Caroline has her necklace. But, as it turns out, she has a connection with Damon and Stefan.

Not The Person You Used To Be.

Chapter IV

Damon walked down the hall, hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom. The door was open and he could see Ellie's reflection in the mirror scrubbing away at something. Damon had been trying to make sure he doesn't just appear at her side, though he wasn't doing a great job sometimes.

Ellie didn't look up from the sink when Damon stood in the entrance of the bathroom. He could see a silver chain rapped around her left hand, her eyes trained on the pendant of the necklace that she was rubbing at with a cloth. She seemed frustrated, part of her hair hanging before her face, blocking the right side of her face from view.

"My water bill is high enough already," Damon remarked, making Ellie jump slightly and took over at him, "can you at least tell me what you are doing?"

"This necklace is so dirty," Ellie muttered, pulling the necklace up out of the sink and dangled it a bit in front of her face. "I got the dirt off it, but it's still dirty."

"Well, running it under water for this long won't help with the rust." Damon said with a sigh, Ellie turning off the sink and placed the piece of jewelry on the side of the sink.

"What is so special about this necklace?" Ellie asked, looking at him as she tucked her hair behind her ear. "I just feel...sad when I don't have it with me. I just can't remember why it's so important."

Damon walked forward into the bathroom, picking up the necklace himself. "I gave you this for your seventh birthday. I had watched you look at it in one of the stores when one of your maids took you into town," he explained, "you wore it up until the day you died, and Stefan gave me the necklace when I went to visit your grave."

Ellie stared at him, Damon looking up from the necklace and into her eyes. "Still, it's yours," he said, placing the necklace in her hand, "I'm sorry about the rust, I should have taken better care of it."

"You hid it away?" Ellie asked, placing the necklace on the sink.

Damon rolled his eyes, "don't give me that 'kicked puppy' look, I had to put it somewhere."

"I'm not...a kicked puppy," Ellie said, "whatever that is. I'm not upset with you, I'm just curious."

Damon turned around slightly, "yeah, you're curious about everything. Elena said that she and Caroline wanted to take you with them so they can get you something other to wear than Bonnie's old clothes. She seemed pretty determined about it, so I think you're going."

Ellie frowned, "I have to change clothes?" she asked, "these ones are fine."

"It's a hygiene thing, Ellie, you have to change clothes." Damon said, turning off the light once Ellie was outside the bathroom and walking down the hall. Ellie frowned, sticking the necklace in her pocket.

Shopping...she mused, a seemingly pleasant ring to the word.

Of course, shopping wasn't as pleasant as Ellie thought it was going to be. Elena was sympathetic, trying to explain to her what a credit card was, the different types of jeans were, and what jackets and sweaters were. Among other things, such as shoes. Ellie had so much questions about shoes.

"She's like a little kid," Caroline had remarked, handing Ellie some more colourful shirts. "I think you might like these."

Ellie's feet were starting to hurt once Caroline lead her and Elena to the final shop.

"It's great that you are starting to remember things," Elena said, "I hope Damon hasn't been too troublesome."

"Quite the opposite, actually," Ellie said, looking at a plain grey shirt on a rack, "he's been very helpful, and a little supportive in his own way."

Elena nodded, something in her expression telling Ellie that Damon didn't really act that way usually. Now, she wanted to ask him why that is.

"Thanks for doing this with us," Elena said, "I don't think Caroline has had time to be herself for a while."

"Why's that?" Ellie asked, taking a glance towards Caroline. Elena seemed to tense up slightly, wheels turning in her head to come up with an excuse for Caroline being a vampire.

"It's a long story," Elena stated, "stressful and she's been forced to go through some changes."

"I see," Ellie said, nodding her head, "it's the least I can do, you two have been so great, same with Bonnie."

Elena nodded, smiling down at her. The three girls spent another hour at the mall before finally heading back home.

Ellie walked through the front door of the boarding house, Damon lounging in the parlour.

"How did your little shopping trip go?" he asked, glancing up when Ellie placed her bags down on the floor.

"It was long and tiring," she replied, "I do not wish to do it again."

Damon just chuckled, "hopefully you won't have to for a while."

"I hope so as well," Ellie said, "do you know what happened to Caroline? I had asked Elena about it, and what she told me seemed very uninformative."

Damon looked at his sister, then shook his head. "You don't need to be getting into other people's personal life, Ellie."

Ellie nodded her head, accepting that. She picked up her bags and headed upstairs. She frowned once she entered her room, placing the bags down on the end of her bed. She sighed, curling up on the bed and closed her eyes for a few moments. When she opened them again, her eyes landed on the journal again.

Stefan's journal were his personal property, as Damon had put it. Something telling her that invading such property was wrong, but it was interesting.

Ellie decided that she had a right to know who she is; was.

She sighed, pulling the journal off the nightstand and sat up against the headboard of the bed and started to read the journal.

Journal,

I don't know how this happened. How this could happen to her. It seems like a nightmare that I just can't wake up from, and I do not know how to put it all into words.

Ellie's dead.

Her condition had worsened from when I had told you last. She had been bedridden for many nights, and I had believed that somehow, some way, that she would recover. But, she did not. Father is torn up, even if he tries not to show it. I've been feeling odd all day, and now that feeling has intensified as her body is in a room down from my own.

I wasn't even in the room when she passed on, I was with Katherine. She had convinced me to take her for a walk in the gardens, and half way through that walk I felt something leave me. It wasn't intense or painful, but it felt like a part of me just disappeared.

Katherine and I had been walking back to the estate when one of our older maids had approached me. She looked at me with such sorrowful eyes, Katherine asking if something had happened. I had known the moment she looked at me, and I couldn't find the words to ask her the question myself. I was very thankful that Katherine was there with me after I went to see Ellie.

She has been very comforting about all of this, and I am thankful for that. But, what I really desire is to talk with my sister again. Damon, how will I tell him of this? That he wasn't even there to be with her in her final moments like I should have been? Ellie had to die in that room with a maid she barely knew and the doctor. I should have been in there, but I cannot be mad with Katherine. She couldn't have known that this would happen to Ellie. It is my fault for not being there, and I will forever regret it.

I do not know how I will write about this to Damon. To tell him in a letter that his little sister is dead seems too cruel, and I don't think I can even write such a letter. I only hope that father has enough sense to write Damon himself.

- Stefan Salvatore.