Disclaimer: I own nothing of the Vampire Diaries which includes both the book and T.V. series. Only L.J. smith owns the character's and anything affiliated with the Vampire Diaries series. I merely am writing a fanfiction plot I came up with and any made up character's that aren't affiliated with Vampire Diaries.

Summary: Elena left Mystic Fall's out of fear of becoming like Katherine and tearing the Salvatores apart as soon as she notices she is developing more then friendly feelings for the older Salvatore. Time passes and she comes back with new people will both or one Salvatore return. What happens when they do return? How will Elena deal with them now that she's a vampire?

Author's Note: I wrote this late at night so there might be a few mistakes, I'll correct them later though if there is any.

Hope you enjoy this chapter.


The room was practically completely dark, the one thing that provided a light source was the sliver of moonlight streaming through the slightly opened window.

She didn't need much light, not with her heightened eyesight which adapted to the changes in lighting quite easily.

Silence rang in her ears and it got to the point where the silence bothered her, it was too quiet the only sound that accompanied the silence was that infernal ticking and tocking of the clock.

Her body had been following a pattern throughout the hours of midnight and the early hours of morning. She had kept waking up in between intervals of sleep and it had gotten to the point where she had given up sleep at this point because she was sick of following through that pattern.

Elena's gaze was directed upwards, to the ceiling. She had decided to count the amount of minuscule dots that made up the ceilings surface.

After a minute she gave up and turned to her clock.

It read 4:25

With a sharp sigh leaving her lips she turned back and softly yawned.

She knew what had to be done but she couldn't do it.

No you mean you don't want to.

Don't lie to yourself.

Another strangled sigh left her lips as she turned over onto her side and gazed at the door.

Just think…if you do this one thing, you'll be able to get some rest.

Give in and do this one thing…you know you must.

Leave me alone…

She had to admit it sounded tempting but she wasn't sure if she could handle the confrontation or the consequences of what she had to do.

C'mon just try out the idea and see how things go, play it by ear.

Elena…It's not like you have anything better to do…you've already given up sleep, you don't have follow through the idea fully…

With another strangled sigh leaving her lips she sat up, the sheets sliding off her form.

Her feet touched the cool wooden floor, her warm bed was practically calling her to come back, lay down and she wanted so badly to wrap herself in those warm, soft sheets, to just succumb to sleep and forget things momentarily once again.

However she didn't and she proceeded onto her task.

Every movement of hers was reluctant up at this point.

She brushed her hair and she grabbed a pair of flannel pyjama pants and switched them for her girl boxers.

Quickly she donned on a black hoddie she had borrowed awhile ago from Asher and went into the bathroom and splashed lukewarm water on her face.

Finally she pulled her hair up into a messy, carefree bun and she put on old, worn plain black, leather flats. She looked down at her feet and sighed. They had gotten so worn from when she had been play fighting with Asher one day; it was his fault since he wouldn't give her the chance to change into more comfortable shoes.

When she was out of the room and closed her door, she stopped and felt like banging her head against the wall for her stupidity.

Now how are you supposed to get there? Zephyr or Asher has the keys and you'll probably wake them up…then they'll ask where you're going out of concern and you'll just lose the courage to go up there.

Just run, you're a vampire now for god's sake…or did you forget that?

At that second she bolted upstairs and opened her window further, pushing back the curtains that got in the way as they billowed in the gentle breeze.

She slinked through the window and landed on all fours, her face tilted upwards to gaze at the sky.

The sky was still dark, but not as dark as she had last seen it; in the car.

The darkness' colors were now softer, soft, light smoky gray skies, dotted with light midnight blues.

Elena looked away, pulled the hoodie over her head and bolted down the road, through the backwoods and she sniffed out any vampire's scent that would match the one she had smelled when she had been play fighting with Zephyr and Asher just yesterday.

It hadn't taken her long to get there, but when she did she found herself in awe at the sight of the building before her.

The boarding house had always amazed her in all its grandeur, the building she knew even at the first sight of it in her human years, was old.

Right now the building was intimidating her, or rather in particular the people that may reside within the walls of the boarding house still.

Go on now, it's not going to bite you…if it does just bite back.

Ha Ha really funny…bite a building? Really? How would that work?

God why am I talking to a voice in my head…

Because I'm simply more reasonable than you at the moment, I know what is best sometimes…so right now just listen to me.

Oh God, I need to do this now!

Desperate to shut that infernal voice off in her head, she walked closer to the building, her heightened hearing watching out for any movements within the building.

Of course they could probably hear her right now, whoever resided in the building.

Please…hear me…

She walked up the stairs as softly as she could and hesitated in front of the door, warmth exploding in her body, from her core.

I cant do this…oh god…no…no.

I cant do this!

No, Elena don't back down yet…c'mon knock and let whatever happens right now.

She clenched her eyes shut for a moment and took in a deep breath, soft releasing it.

Please…give me strength

Her hand raised slowly, to grasp one of the brass metal knockers.

Panic trilled through her and halted all her actions, her thoughts was the only other thing pulsing in her body.

NO! Wait…

This could be the biggest mistake of all…it's too soon.

So what you're gonna run away again?

So you're going to just be weak, give in and play the role of coward? Again!

Shut up!

Seriously you aren't helping…

Oh god, I'm doing it again…

She lowered her hand slowly her side and she clenched and unclenched her fist as her teeth sunk into her bottom lip and her teeth clicked together audibly.

Elena hissed to herself after a moment, bowing her head as a small scowl played on her lips, furrowed brows accompanying the gesture.

Way to be silent, are you already forgetting they can hear just as well as you can? Or even better since they're older?

A click sounded and her head tilted as her gaze fixed onto the door, her eyes practically straining to see through the door.

Her breathing grew erratic as the ghost of heart began to seemingly throb and thrum against her ribcage and she swore at the moment she could hear her undead heart racing and thudding furiously in her ears, blood stirring as it heated up within her and rushed throughout her body.

The vampire blood within her pulsing and rushing in her ears as she felt warm spill from her and pool into her stomach and stretch up to her heart like warm liquid veins.

Nervousness stabbed through her like white hot needles, they weren't painful yet they weren't pleasant.

Damon's face surfaced before her from the depths of her darkened mind, where she repressed things to leave her with peace.

A cocky smirk played on his lips, dark hair curling against the nape of his neck the piercing eyes, like twin cerulean blue crystalline pools, mischievousness and strange blue fire burning in those eyes.

The smirk faded and was replaced by the rare genuine smile she had seen during the near touch dance at the Miss Mystic Pageant so many decades ago.

When he had saved her from embarrassment when Stefan failed to appear and left her alone, panicked in the moment when no one stood there but one escort without a girl to escort. It had been the most touching thing in that moment he was there quickly with a concerned and unidentifiable expression playing on his face.

While they danced something in her stirred, shifted and changed even and maybe in him too. She had seen glimpse of different sides of Damon Salvatore she had hardly or never seen ever before and for a moment it shocked her, even scared her but after he genuinely smiled that all melted away and she couldn't help but softly smile back at him as they danced, hands touching.

Elena shook her head and cursed at how she had just gotten weak like some little girl, like those girls he picked up at bars and who knows where else. Just at a small glimpse at his features fabricated by her mind and the small brief glimpse she had gotten from the moment of the Pageant's dance.

Her fist clenched and unclenched again as she ground her teeth together for a minute in an attempt to calm herself.

The clicking nose paused and she strained to her, her heightened hearing switched on even more now. Footsteps echoed through the walls of the hallway she remembered so much and finally the echoing halted.

Soft breathing noises drifted to her ear and all noises stopped for a second, then the door clicked open much to her relief and her dismay. Everything seemed to go in slow motion in that moment.

The world shifted underneath her and butterflies had been set free from their glass cage in her stomach, they were free to flutter around and make her stomach do flip flops.

In that moment adrenaline seemed to pulse through her veins and mix into her warm rushing blood, it practically poisoned her bloodstream at the moment.

Her body screamed at her to make a choice, her mind slightly backing it up, it told her to either fight or flee.

Her heart was different; it told her to glance up and run into whichever Salvatore had opened the door and wrap her arms around them as tears fell upon her cheeks, her lashes softly clumping together.

Lips parted as her bowed head tilted up slowly, hair falling in her face and her lips parted even further as shuddering breaths left her lips.

I can't do this, I'm going to keel…

Shut up and man up! Get yourself together before you look like an idiot.

Actually never mind, I think it's a little too late for that...Well at least you have your dignity. Hell who am I kidding dignity won't help you right now. It'll just break like crumbly, fragile, worn plaster!

One I am not a man, so no I WONT man up!

Two, DIGNITY HA! You bet it won't do me good, I could just get trampled on right now and laughed at…what the hell am I supposed to say anything that leaves these lips of mine will sound like tired, lazy excuses! You bet it will break…and I thought you were the reasonable one!

Thirdly…WHAT the hell am I doing…I mean I'm arguing with a voice in my head…

Oh no…I think I'm going off the deep end.

No really? You just figured that out now on your lonesome have you? GOOD girl!

This isn't kindergarten hunny, what do you want a freaken medal? A shiny gold star hmm?

Holy crow, not another voice…I've really gone off the deep end.

Help!

Elena, dearest…I think you need to focus your attention on who is right in front of you…because right now you probably look strange.

Just don't listen to the sarcastic voice…she'll be gone in a sec…just listen to my voice and all will go well.

Elena winced softly to herself and as she tilted her head up from her gaze of the bare feet front of her she felt panic prickle her like a needle in her arm that made her woozy.

She couldn't take the pressure, the turmoil raging inside of her and she opted out on one of the choices her mind and body had pressed her to choose from.

Flee, she needed to flee and that's what she did. She ran as fast as she could, fear and panic twisting in her like a coiled spring waiting to be sprung.

Her legs pushed as fast as they could go at vampire speed, desperate to get inside, first closer to town and then quickly whipped around a complicated path through the woods to the house.

Quickly she jumped through her window and switched her long pyjama pants for her girl boxers. She raced out of the room and her fist pounded against the lacquered heavy wooden yet stone like door. The she knocked on another down the hall.

Her voice came out panicked and raspy. "Asher, Zephyr wake up! Now!" Zephyr emerged from his room with a sleeveless black t-shirt and black matching night shorts. He looked alert and concerned. His short hair was rumpled and messy, sticking up making it look as if he had spiked his hair, his jade eyes cat like and flashing.

"What happened, are you okay are you hurt?" He assessed her and grabbed her forearms, concern and panic slightly gracing his features, she just shook her head furiously.

Her breaths were shallow and shaky as her knees began giving out. Asher's door swung open as he rubbed an eye tiredly and yawned. His hair looked rumpled and his amethyst eyes glazed over slightly. Any other time and the sight would have been, enamoring.

He wore black flannel pyjama bottoms and a rumpled dark green sleeveless t-shirt. "Wha- What's going on…what the…what's up with the wake up call?" He yawned and Zephyr slapped the back of his head and he coughed.

"Idiot, look at her Asher! Obviously something is wrong so wake up!" Asher's eyes seemed to struggle to focus on her and Zephyr sighed.

Asher yawned and rubbed a gently closed fist as a small, sleepy frown appeared on his face. "I am awake Zeph…I don't understand what's going on…I'm tired…" His words drawled out lazily.

Zephyr sighed again a scowl appearing on his face. "No you're not you're half asleep! Wake up! For god's sake…that's it if you're not going to wake up, I am going to wake you up myself." Elena saw him get closer to Asher and lift a foot as he spoke. "Sorry, Ash but this is necessary I am going to have to take measures into my own hands since I need you wake up now."

With vampire speed his foot landed hard on Asher's, it stayed there and pushed down with some force behind the action. There was silence as Asher's eyes widened and his lips parted, a soundless gasp escaping his lips.

Finally the silence was broken after a minute.

A yowl and yelp of pain escaped Asher's lips as he eyes and teeth clenched tight together, simultaneously. He lifted his foot up, hopping as he did it and cradled this foot with his hand as his lip quivered into a pout. "What the hell was that? God!"

"I had to wake you up, it seemed like the best way and I guess I was right." Zephyr hissed.

Asher narrowed his eyes. "You didn't have to wake me up like that."

Zephyr sighed and rubbed his hand tiredly against his face as a scowl formed on his face." Oh sorry, next time when I need to wake you up in a dire situation I'll just tickle you! Or maybe even sing songs while dancing around you, flower petals trickling down randomly and unicorns and what ever furry happy go lucky creatures bounding in happiness!"

Asher laughed and bent down, his frame shaking form the tremors of his laughter. "Now that would be a sight to see!"

Zephyr rolled his eyes and sighed. "Whatever, it's never going to happen don't count on seeing it happen except in your imagination while you day dream." His arms crossed and their bantering seemed to fade.

In that instant she slumped over and the two boys jumped to help her up. "What's wrong?" Seriousness returned thankfully to the situation.

Elena shook her head and Zephyr tilted her chin so that her gaze was level with his own, Asher's face was nearby Zephyr's concern written on his face as his softened gaze bored into her own, assessing for any internal or emotional damages that her eye's might reflect onto the chocolate brown surface.

Her voice was shaky as she spoke and she felt her own body shaky as well. "I-I went to the Salvatore Boarding house…" She trailed off and her eyes began to sting for a minute as she continued.

"I couldn't sleep properly and the voice in my head…it was the one way I thought would quell this turmoil inside of me, I was wrong, it didn't…I ran before I could get a look at who answered the door, the idea was so tempting…so tempting…" She covered her face with her hands and clenched her eyes shut tight.

"You went to the Salvatore house…Oh god…" Warm, strong arms wrapped themselves around her shaking form.

Another warm body joined the hug, the new set of arms that joined the first pair helped make her feel secure.

In that one simple embrace she felt secure as if everything could melt away and Asher and Zephyr were all that she needed at the moment, they could protect her and comfort her.

In that moment even as pain pulsed through her core and floated around in her body like a poison, she felt a little better knowing that the two boys were here for her.

Things seemed slightly brighter for now.


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I want to give a special thanks to, Ailecec...really thanks for that message still all giddy and whatnot over it! =D