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A/N: Sienna Salvatore – Danielle Campbell.

River Fell – Meaghan Martin.

Luna Lockwood – Isabeli Fontana.

Stone Fell – Alexander Ludwig.

Chapter 9:

"There's my favorite girl."

Sienna rolled her eyes and turned around, only to come face-to-face with Damon, "What do you want this time, Damon?" Damon spoke to her mostly when he needed her help with some scheme of his, she didn't think that anything would be different today.

Damon pouted, his electric blue eyes widening slightly declaring innocence. Sienna folded her arms and waited, not believing the Damon-Act one bit. "Ugh, fine. Your friend Blondie gave the little Bennett witch a crystal necklace of mine and I want it back," his tone was close to threatening at the end, but Sienna was unphased as she held her head right and stared right back.

"What do you want from me, Damon? Go get your stupid necklace from Bonnie Bennett, and quit bugging me," she grumbled back; she was in a horrible mood today. She was at the beginning of her fifth month and she was showing; Caroline had already penciled Sienna in for maternity shopping tomorrow … yay! Not.

Damon glared at Sienna as she began spreading peanut butter and jelly on a few slices of toast. "You think I haven't tried?" he declared angrily. "I tried ripping it out from her neck, but the damn necklace zapped me. I even asked Blondie to get it back and it zapped her too!"

Sienna's eyes narrowed at Damon, hands on her hips, she demanded, "You compelled Caroline again?!"

"I can have women do something for me without compulsion, Sienna. Really, the accusation hurts," Damon placed his hand over his heart in mock-hurt, before smirking, "I didn't. You can call and ask her if you don't believe me. I told her it was sentimental value. Besides, she's on vervain."

Sienna scrutinized him, her olive green eyes still narrowed at electric blue ones before she sighed loudly and sat down to eat her yummy, yummy PB&J. "I don't talk to Bonnie Bennett, Damon. She's Elena's little minion. Besides if a vampire and a human can't get it from her, then what? You expect a pregnant girl to be able to? I'm not exactly a genie, I can't grant you three wishes and bada-bing, bada-boom, the necklace falls into your hand," she rolled her eyes, munching on her sandwich and looking like a chipmunk.

"You're hilarious, love the sense of humor, Sienna," Damon deadpanned, dropping himself into the seat opposite to her.

Sienna frowned in confusion, "Question. Not that I want you to kill her or anything, but seriously, how come you didn't just kill her and grab the necklace if it's that important to you?"

Damon groaned, but decided it wouldn't hurt to inform his niece the real reason, "I knew one of Bonnie's ancestors back in 1864, Emily Bennett. She did something for me, a favor, and in return she made me promise that her lineage would survive. That's the only thing keeping me from ripping that little witch's throat out to get my damn crystal back."

Sienna gaped in surprise at her great-great-whatever-uncle; she didn't expect him to be the kind that kept his promises, especially when he broke his word to her when he first arrived at Mystic Falls and compelled Caroline. But to keep a promise for over a century, and to a dead person, that was … something, honorable, unexpected and very un-Damon like.

"So … what did she do for you?" Sienna asked curiously.

Damon merely smirked and stood up, "Story time is over." Walking out of the kitchen, he casually called back, "Don't you have school to get to."

"Stupid Damon Salvatore," Sienna mumbled to herself, finishing the last crumbs of her toast.

"So, I wonder who our new history teacher will be. Word around town is that the Principle finally hired someone," River informed Sienna, Luna and Caroline as they made their way to the history classroom.

"As long as he isn't a major douche like Tanner, I don't care," Luna shrugged nonchalantly. She then flipped her head to face Caroline, "I can't believe you're actually going to the Gilbert's for a girls' night with Bonnie and Elena."

Caroline shrugged, "Elena asked. Besides you guys know that even though you three are my BFFs, Bonnie and Elena are my friends too," Caroline adamantly informed them; she won't lie, River, Sienna and Luna were her sisters, and she'd prefer hanging out with them. She wasn't the biggest fan of Elena Gilbert but Bonnie Bennett was one of her closest friends, "Besides, I'm going for Bonnie most of all, not Elena."

"Whatever," Sienna grumbled glaring at a few students who were staring at her bump, "You know where to find us if you get bored," she said as they took their regular seats beside each other in the classroom.

"Or if it gets too suffocating with Gilbert's foul ego," Luna smirked, quieting down when a man in his early thirties walked in. He had light brown hair that reflected gold from the sunlight and warm brown eyes, set in a face that was cleanly shaven and had masculine features.

Clapping his hands together once, he fumbled around for a piece of chalk and began writing a name on the chalkboard. Turning around, he had a warm smile as he inspected the student and said, "Alaric Saltzaman –"

Huh, that was what he wrote on the board – weird name. Sharing a small glance with her three sisters, they all had a small smile on their faces as they listened to Mr. Saltzman's beginning speech.

"–It's a mouthful, I know. Doesn't exactly roll off the tongue. Saltzman is of German origins. My family integrated here in 1755 to Texas. I, however, was born and raised in Boston. Now the name Alaric belongs to a very dead great-grandfather I will never be able to thank enough," he chuckled in a warm, rich tone making the whole class smile wider, "You'll probably want to pronounce 'Alaric' but its 'Alaric', okay? So, you can call me Rick. I'm your new history teacher."

"Our new hot history teacher! Damn! He's fine," River whispered to the three girls who nodded in agreement.

"Down girl, he's way older than us," Luna chuckled, always the voice of reason.

"There's nothing wrong with having a wild imagination dear Lu," Caroline winked.

Sienna nodded, "Uh-huh, besides, he's not that old," Sienna smirked, high-fiving Caroline and River and the three girls giggled at the incredulous look they were on the receiving end of from Luna. Feeling eyes into the side of her skull, she glanced over to the right and found Stefan shaking his head in amusement.

Stupid vampire hearing, she grumbled to herself.

They began taking down notes as Alaric gave them a fun lecture about Hitler – so much better than Tanner, when Sienna froze halfway through her jotting, her eyes widening on a cursive writing that didn't belong to her that was scrawled down on the very page she had currently been writing on.

Libby Hill Park, Richmond.

Meet me there at 7 PM,

DON'T BE LATE!

What the hell?

Sienna frantically stared around the classroom. She sat between Luna and Caroline and both of them were immersed in their own writing, besides, she would have noticed if anyone leaned forward and left it there. The only thing that made sense was that a witch sent it somehow … but was that possible? And why would a witch want to meet her?

Sienna slammed her notebook shut as the bell rang and decided to ignore the note … it was probably a prank and meant nothing.

"Ugh, Matt's been ignoring me. After the party, he dropped me home and slept beside me, but when my mom came home he bailed, out the window," Caroline whined as the last class of the day was over.

The three girls gaped at Caroline; they knew that Matt dropped her off since she was too drunk to walk on her own two feet that night, but it was news to them that Caroline was crushing on Matt Donovan.

"You totally have a crush on him," Luna stated, piercing her grey eyes into Caroline's baby blue ones.

Caroline twitched uncomfortably under the joint stares of her sisters. She looked so vulnerable at the moment that Sienna wanted to wrap her up in a tight hug. "I know that you had a huge crush on Matt for years, and I'm so sorry, Lu. I didn't expect my stupid feelings to crush on stupid Matt Freakin' Donovan," Caroline rambled, her face the picture of guilt.

"Woah! Chill, Care-Bear," Luna held a hand up and stared at her friend with mirth in her eyes, "Had. I had a crush on him, before when we were still new to teenage hood. I am way over him … I mean, he was stupid and gullible enough to believe Gilbert over me, the girl he knew since we were toddlers and his best friend's sister. I am over him. So over him. Go for it, Care. But if he hurts you, I have sister rights to beat him into a pulp."

Caroline pouted pitifully, "It doesn't matter anyways. He's not over Elena," she said with slight distaste, surprising the girls. They knew that even though Caroline was friends with Elena Gilbert, she was closer to them and Bonnie Bennett, but still … hearing her talk about Elena in an unkind way always managed to surprise them. In a good way, of course.

"Then he's an idiot. He'll come around, you'll see," River smiled, placing a supportive hand around her waist.

"Yeah," Caroline said glumly, "Anyways, I gotta go home and get ready for girls' night. I'll see you three tomorrow, yeah?"

From the peripheral of her vision, Sienna noticed Stefan leaving, excusing herself from her friends for a moment, she ran over to Stefan as fast as she could with her stupid baby bump and called out, "Stefan! Wait up!"

Stefan paused mid-step and turned around to see Sienna, out of breath and kind of pale, "What is it?"

"I have to ask you something, kind of random," Sienna said, and only once Stefan bobbed his head, did Sienna carry on in a whisper, "Is it possible for witches to send a message to another person?"

Stefan was a cross between worried and suspicious, Sienna had never seemed interested in witches and the only time she spoke of them was after Damon killed Tanner and he informed her of Bonnie's status, "It is possible but define what you mean by 'send a message'?"

Sienna huffed and widened her hand in exasperation, "I dunno, like for example say a witch sends a note in a piece of paper or such."

Please say no, please say no, please say no.

"Yes."

Damnit!

Stefan closed in on Sienna with a concerned frown on his face, "What is this about Sienna?"

Sienna forced an innocent smile, waving her hand in dismissal, "Just curious, Stefan." She shrugged, trying to make it more convincing, "Anyways, gotta run, I'm going with the girls to Mystic Grill. Bye!"

"Take care," Stefan called after her, unable to ignore the ominous feeling that lay in the pit of his stomach as he watched his niece walk away from him.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" River glanced at her two friends, "Care's doing a girl's night, what about us?"

"Well, how about –"Sienna forgot what she was about to say when her eyes caught on to writing on a napkin that sat next to her Chai Tea.

Libby Hill Park, Virginia.

She was lost in thought, so entranced in the meaning behind the message, that she didn't notice her friends trying to catch her attention, or call her name.

"Earth to Sienna," Luna waved her hand in front of Sienna's face, making her break out of her daze and blink a few times. Siena stared at River and Luna, both of whom were watching her warily, concern etched on their features.

"Where did you go? You just spaced out," River asked her eyes meeting Luna worriedly.

Sienna stood up abruptly, shaking her head from the last remnants of her daze, "Yeah, you know. I don't feel so well. I'm gonna go home and sleep it off."

And without waiting for any response from the two girls, Sienna dashed out of the grill and into her car. Just as she was about to park by the Boarding House for a much needed sleep, wanting to forget this weird day and those odd messages, she screamed.

For she had looked into her rearview mirror to park the car, and written in red cursive writing was: 7 PM.

Biting the inside of her cheek, Sienna grumbled to herself. She really hoped that she wasn't going to end up regretting this.

Back in the Grill, Luna and River were discussing their pregnant friend and her peculiar behavior that day.

"She's been acting weird since History actually," Luna pointed out, "She seemed frazzled when the bell rang." River scowled, her eyes roaming around the Grill, pausing when she noticed Damon and Stefan Salvatore sitting by the bar.

"Her cousins are here," River pointed out. Receiving no reply, she glanced over at her friend and saw that Luna was squinting at something near Sienna's unfinished Chai Tea, "What is it?" River so couldn't deal with two blanked out friends in one day.

Luna merely pointed her index finger at a napkin and slid it over, her eyes widening in confusion. She passed the napkin over to River, who drawled out, "Libby Hill Park, Virginia? That's in Richmond … I don't get it."

"Me neither. But that isn't Sienna's handwriting and she was staring at it as though she were spellbound, remember?" Luna whispered heatedly. River wouldn't understand since she wasn't clued in to the supernatural, but Luna was suddenly stressed out as she thought of the possibilities. The only witches they knew were Bonnie and her Grams, but Sienna had no contact with them whatsoever. "Hang on a sec, I'll be back."

"Well, well, well. If isn't Miss Feisty. What do you want?" Damon asked, his voice sounding completely uninterested as Luna stood in front of him and Stefan, interrupting Stefan trying out reverse psychology on him.

"Shut it Salvatore," Luna snarled at him. Ignoring his presence completely, she focused more on Stefan and asked, "Do you know anyone in Richmond?"

Damon perked up at the odd question, his previous disinterest in what the feisty Lockwood wanted, changing dramatically. Stefan was baffled as he stared at Luna's completely serious face and tone, "uh, no … Damon?" Stefan and Luna stared at Damon, awaiting his reply, and got a negative in return.

"Damn!"

"Luna? What is it?" Stefan sat up straight, his eyes piercing Luna's worried ones; she looked frazzled all of a sudden and even Damon was slightly, only slightly concerned. Luna didn't say anything; she merely handed over the napkin to the two vampires. "Libby Hill Park, Virginia?" Stefan read bewilderly.

"Is that supposed to mean anything to us?" Damon scoffed his attention waning once again.

Luna growled at him, her pure grey eyes turning stormy with anger and fear for her pregnant friend, "Listen up, dick! Something is going on with Sienna. She's been acting odd since History class, and when we came here, she was transfixed onto this napkin before running out of the place as though the Grill was on fire." She pressed the napkin onto the bar between the vampires and fear filled her voice, "The handwriting is unfamiliar."

Damon was about to scoff again and make a derogatory remark, when Stefan sucked in a sharp intake of breath, his eyes flashing with recognition, and he spoke in frantic and hurried tones, "Before she left school, she asked me if witches were able to send messages to someone. I think someone was harassing her with a message like this," he pointed at the napkin. "I felt something was off, but I shrugged it off deciding she was just being curious."

"Fuck!" Luna wringed her wrist for a moment, before she regained composure, "Okay, I'm gonna go to your place. Sienna said she was going to sleep."

"Wait –"Stefan sighed, he was too late and watched Luna grab River and flee from the Grill.

Damon shrugged, "Girl drama. It's probably nothing. Sienna's not dumb enough to drive three hours into Richmond in her condition," Damon said nonchalantly, but Stefan was worried, unsure of Damon's flippancy in the situation.

"She's not here," River groaned. Luna and River were currently in the Salvatore Boarding House calling Sienna's name like a banshee and checking her room for anything, but it was obvious that her bed wasn't lied in and she didn't make it home. "Look, Stone is in Richmond with his friends checking the University of Richmond, how about I call him and ask him to lookout for her in the park."

"Are you crazy? Sienna will kill you if she finds out you called Stone," Luna stated; truth was, the Fells knew nothing of witches … a vampire probably asked some random witch to send her the message hoping to extract revenge on Stefan or Damon or something. There were many possibilities and Luna knew she had but one choice. "I'm going down there, and when I find her, I'm gonna kick her ass. She's pregnant, it's a six hour drive going and coming, something might happen to her."

"Well, if you think I'm letting you go alone, you're the crazy one," River instantly told her friend, "Besides, it's a road trip," she smirked.

Yeah, Road Trip. Luna just hoped there was nothing supernatural involved, but just in case, she grabbed a spare stake from behind Sienna's bookshelf and hid it in her jacket.

"Damnit, Sienna," Stefan hissed, pocketing his phone and staring at Damon's inquiring eyes, "Luna just texted me, she's on her way to Richmond with River. Sienna never made it to the house."

Damon groaned and chugged the last remnants of his bourbon, "What kind of idiot goes alone, pregnant I may add to meet someone she doesn't know?" he asked rhetorically.

Sienna parked her car near the park and looked around; she knew that it was an idiotic and carless move to come alone, but the messages wouldn't stop. She just hoped that she'd make it back in time without anyone the wiser … unfortunately, since she was pregnant, she drove slowly and it took her four hours to arrive.

At least she had a trusty stake tucked in her jacket. Living with two vampires and being related to them, Zach had made sure that she was always prepared and he warned her to never go anywhere without one in hand. She had spares decorated everywhere; her room, her car …

"I was starting to think you weren't going to show," an amused voice sounded out from behind her.

Sienna whirled around, her hand clenched tightly around the stake as she stared at the woman who emerged from the shadows. She had wavy brown hair that fell beneath her shoulder blades, mocha-colored skin tone and brown eyes that glittered with amusement. All in all, she was very pretty.

The woman smiled as her eyes drifted down to the stake in her hand, and she smirked, "You won't need that. I'm not a vampire, my name is Lucy Bennett."

Sienna's hand relaxed on the stake, but she still didn't let go … she was pregnant, and seriously? Not all vampires were trustworthy, she could be lying or waiting for her to let down her defenses and place some voodoo spell on her.

"Why have you been pestering me with messages to meet you here," Sienna asked with narrowed eyes.

"I was asked to call for your help," was the simple reply.

"Bennett? You're a witch then," Sienna deduced.

Lucy smiled appraisingly as though Sienna had passed some unspoken test, "Yes, I am. And you know my cousin, I'm assuming?"

Sienna scoffed, "Yeah. No offence, but I'm not exactly Bonnie's biggest fan. I don't like her," she crossed her hands adamantly, an eyebrow raised.

"Fair enough. I won't stick my nose in your business. But I do need your help," Lucy replied, leading her over to a bench and sitting down beside her.

Sienna's forehead puckered in confusion, "My help? I'm pregnant with twins. I'm just Sienna … why would you need my help?"

For the first time, Lucy looked unsure, and she glanced at Sienna with confusion, before realization colored her features. "You don't know," she whispered, but her words carried on in the empty park.

"Know what?" Sienna asked; it came out a bit harsher than she expected, but Lucy didn't look bothered by her tone.

Shaking her head, Lucy said, "It doesn't matter, you'll know soon enough. In time," She added. Lucy fixed Sienna with a serious gaze, causing her to fidget uncomfortably, "The spirits asked me to call for your help, to give you a message."

"The spirits," Sienna drawled out each word slowly, her face etched in disbelief, "Right … I'll bite, you couldn't have just sent me an email or a letter in the post like any normal person would?"

"We're not normal," Lucy shot back, the amused smile back on her face.

Sienna's eyebrows reached her hairline, and she could help but scoff out with bite, "I am!"

"If you say so," Lucy was humoring her, and Sienna felt her hackles rise. "Listen Sienna Salvatore, spirits are real. As a witch, I answer to them. I am a servant to nature, and my ancestors could speak to me when they so desired, depending on how powerful the witch is. They asked me to get in touch with you and to relay a message."

Sienna sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. Deciding that it was best if she just humored Lucy and take the message, she would be able to leave quicker, "What's the message?"

"Protect Bonnie Benne –"

"Are you shitting with me?!" Sienna growled, standing up abruptly and glowering down at Lucy, "I already told you that I'm a pregnant teenager, and I don't even like your cousin, and I'm not sorry about that!"

Lucy scowled, "A pregnant teenager related to two vampires!" Upon seeing Sienna's shocked state, Lucy smiled smugly, "Like I said Sienna, the spirits talk. Don't interrupt, and listen!"

Grumbling, Sienna sat back down and glared at Lucy with anger. Lucy smirked once again and said, "As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted; protect Bonnie Bennett from the doppelganger."

Now Sienna was interested. Finally something that was of interest to her … the doppelganger could mean only one thing, but she had to make sure.

"Are you talking about Katherine or Elena? Because I don't know anything about Kathe-"

"No!" Lucy interjected; Katherine wasn't a problem at the current moment, Lucy could handle Katherine. "I'm not talking about Katherine. I'm talking about Elena."

"B-But, Bonnie's her little minion. Bonnie and I aren't friends, like at all, and she knows how much I despise prim and prissy Elena Gilbert. What do you want me to do? Try and break them up? They're best friends," Sienna informed Lucy. She was so lost and confused, and none of this made sense.

Lucy sighed sympathetically, "You'll understand in time, Sienna. I was only meant to give you the message for now. Give me your phone," Lucy held her hand out. Sienna hesitantly gave it to her and watched as Lucy punched in her number and saved it. "Believe me, one day you'll be grateful that I gave you my number. When the time comes, and you'll know when that is, give me a call and I'll help you."

"Help me with what? You witches make no sense! Do you have to speak in riddles?" Sienna whined frustratingly.

Lucy chuckled good-naturedly as she stood up to leave, "This is where I leave you. I'm sorry I cannot tell you more, but the spirits won't allow me … for now," flashing Sienna one last smile, she called out, "Don't lose my number."

And she was gone. She walked back into the shadows and Sienna was honestly in no mood or state to chase after her.

While Sienna was deeply absorbed in a conversation with Lucy Bennett, Luna and River caught up with Stone who was in the café in front of the park with his friends and was flabbergasted at their arrival.

"What are you doing here?" Stone asked as he exited the café to interrogate his little sister. "What the hell are you doing in Richmond? Does mom and dad know?"

"Jeez, what's with the 50 questions," River scowled, nervously glancing at Luna. They were hoping that they wouldn't run into Stone.

Stone wasn't impressed, and he glared down at his sister in the hopes of intimidating her when someone walked out of the park, and his jaw dropped.

"Oh Shit!"

"Oh Shit is right Sienna Salvatore! You are in so much trouble," Luna growled out angrily.

Sienna huffed as she walked over to her car, "What are you doing here?"

"We saw the note at the Grill. You know you're not supposed to be driving long hours in your condition, S," River said disappointedly.

"You drove all the way to Richmond?! You're five months pregnant, Sienna," Stone growled.

Sienna was fuming, and she sent a harsh glare at Stone, "You know, the caring act is getting old Stone. Why don't you run off to your new girl and leave me the hell alone!"

"Who were you meeting with, S?" Luna demanded her face set in stone.

"A friend, you don't know the person," Sienna replied causally meeting Luna's gaze head on, a subtle message transferred and Luna nodded in comprehension, taking the hint that they would discuss it later without the Fells around to listen in.

"River, take Sienna's car keys. You're driving her home. Don't bother arguing Sienna," Luna had a warning in her tone and Sienna grumbled to herself, knowing that it wasn't worth arguing with Luna when she was angry.

"We'll talk about this when I get back home, Riv," Stone snapped at her, turning his back on the three girls and marching back into the café. He was jealous; he was insanely jealous and he didn't want to be around Sienna at the moment. Thoughts of who she was meeting with suppressing his thought and he hoped it wasn't some guy.

"Where the hell have you been?" Damon growled out the second Sienna walked into the Boarding House. After Luna and River dropped her off, Luna informed her that she would come over the next day to discuss today's events.

"None of your business," Sienna snarled tears falling from her eyes, "I am sick and tired of everyone treating me like an invalid! I am pregnant, not disabled, Damon!"

"Maybe if you took better care to yourself, then we would all get off your back," Damon shouted, flashing over to stand directly in front of her. Sienna noticed that Damon looked feral at the moment and slightly unhinged.

"Damon!" Stefan's voice boomed out from behind them and Sienna couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Damon, honest to God was scaring her at the moment. Damon snarled at the two Salvatores and fled the Boarding house. Sienna stared at Stefan in shock, silently demanding an explanation.

Stefan engulfed Sienna in a tight hug; he was honestly scared out of his mind for her safety and was glad to see her safe and healthy. "Damon's had a bad night; we'll talk about it tomorrow. Why did you go to Richmond?"

"Of course, Luna told you," she mumbled into his chest. "Can we talk about it tomorrow? I've had a really strange and tiring day and I need sleep."

"Of course," Stefan smiled, letting her go up to her room, his eyes worriedly trailing after her.

Unfortunately, Sienna wasn't able to escape reality in her dreams.

A woman with black hair tied tightly into a bun, covered in a white bonnet stood before her; she had brown eyes filled with knowledge and she was dressed in an odd dress that looked outdated. She resembled Bonnie Bennett and that realization made Sienna gasp.

"Wh-Who are you? Am I dreaming?"

The woman smiled softly, "Yes, you are. But this is no mere dream, Sienna Salvatore. I am Emily Bennett." When Sienna's eyes flashed with recognition, Emily's smile turned stiff, "I see the Salvatores have mentioned me."

"What do you want?!" Sienna snarled; she has had enough of the Bennett witches. First Lucy haunts her all day with cryptic messages making her drive all the way to Richmond, and now Emily wouldn't allow her to dream in peace.

Emily's stance changed a 360, she didn't look friendly anymore, and instead she was glaring at her with omnipresent eyes and looked a hella lot scary. Emily took a few confident steps towards her, and spoke in a mystical voice laced with a warning, "Don't trust the doppelganger!"

Before Sienna could say anything, Emily placed a hand on her chest and pushed her backwards and she felt like she was falling down a rabbit hole.

Sienna gasped, sitting up straight in her bed. Glancing around frantically, she sighed in relief when she found herself in her room. Cussing the Bennetts under her breath, Sienna trudged downstairs for a glass of warm milk, her head filled with the meaning behind Lucy's words and now Emily's in her dream, when the doorbell rang.

Sienna stared transfixed at the door for a while, pondering who might be on the other side. It was 4:30 AM, no one in their right mind would be awake at this time … well, except for Damon, but he was probably out there getting drunk or feeding from a bunch sorority girls.

Sienna gasped as she opened the door; never in her wildest dreams did she expect that person to be on the other side … she thought he was dead.

A very alive Logan Fell stood on the other side, a smile present on his handsome face, "Hello, Sienna."

"Logan!" Sienna choked out, her eyes widening in disbelief at the pseudo-uncle she mourned.

"Aren't you gonna invite me in?"

A/N: Da-Da-Dum!

Honestly, I loved Lucy Bennett in season 2 and so I decided to bring her into the story. I hope you liked this chapter!

R&R.