I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS, THEY ALL BELONG TO MEYERS, L.J. SMITH AND THE CW. THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THE PLOT AND ANY OTHER ORIGINAL CHARACTERS THAT MAY BE INCLUDED IN FUTURE CHAPTERS.

PM IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS BUT KEEP IN MIND THAT MY ANSWERS MAY BE VAGUE.

P.S. THIS IS AFTER NEW MOON. JUST PRETEND THAT ESTHER IS STILL ALIVE AND THAT FINN DIDN'T TRY TO HELP HER AND THAT THEY HAVEN'T FIGURED OUT THAT BY KILLING AN ORIGINAL THEY KILL EVERY VAMPIRE THAT BELONG TO THAT BLOODLINE AS WELL.

DAMON'S POV

We were all waiting for Judgy to show up and help us figure out what kind of bullet was powerful enough to knock a hybrid down on his ass.

Ric had no idea what kind of bullet could do that much damage, but he assumed it had something to do with magic because of the symbols that were perfectly etched on the bullet itself.

Just as I was about to say something about Witchy taking too long, I heard a car pulling into the drive way and then the sound of two closing doors.

It makes one extremely curious and suspicious enough to wonder who is about to enter my house. It was not until the front door was open that I caught the scent of Bonnie and someone else that was strangely familiar that I realized that Judgy might actually have a life away from all this supernatural crap.

I used my sensitive hearing and noticed that whoever was with Bonnie did not have a beating heart, meaning the Witchy had a vampire friend that none of us knew about.

BELLA'S POV

It wasn't long before we pulled up in front of the Salvatore Boarding House.

The place looked the same way that it did 17 years ago when I came to visit Sheila and a newborn Bonnie Bennett.

As I got out of the car I took notice of the fact that I could hear my brothers inside, along with everyone else in the Scooby-Doo gang.

I took a deep breath and silently followed Bonnie up to the front door.

I knew that from the moment we stepped out of the car, Damon was already listening in to see who we were but it wasn't until we entered the house that I realized that I couldn't back out.

I slowly followed Bonnie to the living room where everyone else was rising in and just waited for the freak out and drama to being when my brothers realized that I didn't actually die like they thought I did.

The wait didn't take as long as I thought it would, for the moment that Damon laid eyes on me, my back was pressed up against the nearest wall with his hands at my throat.

"Who are you?"

It was at that point that Stefan had realized who I was and whispered my name, "Bella?"

"Bella died back in 1866 Stefan," He said without taking his eyes off of me, "Now answer the question before I rip your throat out." He sneered.

I saw Bonnie preparing to give him an aneurysm and stopped her from doing so with a glance, making sure she knew that I could take care of my brother.

I looked back at Damon and told him something that only the two of us knew. It was the only way that he would believe that I was really in front of him, "When you told me that you were going off to war I punched and cursed you out in Italian before you took me in your arms and just held me while I cried."

As I was talking I could see his eyes getting watery, "Then you took me out for a horseback ride and we went to our spot where you promised me that you were going to find a way to come home not matter what because nothing was going to make you miss my 18th birthday." I was even had a few tears in my eyes at this point.

"Isa?" He whispered softly enough that without supernatural hearing I would have missed. I gave him a watered eyed smile and responded, "Damy."

My brother released me and then quickly pulled me into a hug before my feet touched the ground.

As mad I as I was at him for breaking his promise to me, I had missed my big brother too much to pull away in that moment. So, I hugged him back as fiercely as he was hugging me. It wasn't until we heard a throat being cleared that we remembered that there were other people in the room. Damon and I slowly pulled away as he set me down, back on my feet.

Stefan was the first to make a move, using his vampire speed to pull me into a hug that could have killed me if I were human.

The doppelgänger bitch just had to go and ruin the moment by opening her god damn mouth and making me understand one of the reasons why Bekah hated her so much. "What the hell is going on?"

Stefan let me go and turned to look at her, as everyone else, but Bonnie, was confused on what had just happened.

Damon came up behind me and lead me to what I assume was his chair and sat down before pulling me to sit in his lap like he used to when I was a little kid. What I should have done was pulled away and move to still someone else but after decades of being alive I still needed comfort once in a while, and I wanted it to be from him for now. It's not every day you get to hug your brothers a hundred years later.

Everybody else followed his lead and took a seat. Bonnie ended up sitting across from me with Alaric on her right and Matt on her left. Tyler was taking up a whole couch because he was still recovering from the attack. Caroline was sitting as close to Tyler as possible. Stefan was sitting on the leg of Damon's chair wanting to be as close to me as he could, while the Gilberts were just standing there looking like idiots.

Everyone was quiet trying to process the sight of the Salvatore brothers being next to each other and seeming calm while not trying to kill each other.

It took a few more seconds before Damon turned to me and opened his mouth, "How the hell are you still alive?"

It was at that point that everyone focused their full attention on me.

I didn't want to give away my relationship with the Originals yet, so I gave him a vague answer, "Two years after you guys left I was turned into a vampire. I left town and did my best to disappear off the face of the earth."

"Why didn't you come find us?" I know how much Damon hides his pain behind anger but looking into his eyes all I saw was pure anger and that reminded me that if anyone had the right to be mad between the two of us it was me, not him.

I got up and turned to glare at my brothers, who were not standing, more specifically Damon.

"You promised through thick or thin, rain or snow you would always come back to me. You promised you'd never leave that I would always have you there with me. You broke that promise. You turned your back on me and left me to fend all by myself. You didn't even have the decency to come to my funeral. I waited there for weeks for you to show your face or send flowers but you never did. I needed you Damon, I was a 17 year old supernatural freak and all I needed was for my older brother to hug me and tell me that I could get through this. That we could get through this because everything would turn out okay. That we were Salvatore's and being a Salvatore meant coming out on top each and every time no matter what fucking happened. I need you to help me get through my first kill. I need you when I got my heartbroken in half twice, when I turned my emotions. But you weren't there, neither of you were there. How dare you be mad at me for not looking for you when you both made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with me."

By the end of my speech Damon and Stefan both had tears in their eyes and a lot were falling from mine.

Thankful my phone ringing saved me from the awkward and obvious questions that might have been asked.

"Hello?"

"Why have you been crying?" I had thanked my lucky stars that I had spelled my phone so that nobody else could hear in on the conversation.

"I'd um rather not talk about it Niko." I answered back while slowly wiping the tears from my faces and ignoring the questioning looks I was getting.

I could hear the softness of his voice letting me know that he was there if I needed to talk, "Okay."

I cleared my throat, "What's up?"

"Klaus found out information about the Hunter. We're on our way to the Salvatore house we should be pulling in in a few minutes."

I nodded my head along with what I was saying, "All of you better keep your promises."

I didn't get a response before he hung up the phone.

A minute didn't even pass before I heard two cars pulling up and the sound of multiple doors opening and closing.