The next morning, Jenna was at the bottom of the stairs getting her things together when I came down.

"Morning Aunt Jenna," I greeted her.

She smiled at me.

"Morning kiddo," she greeted back.

"Jenna, Sam," Elena called. "Jeremy's got his sketch pad out."

"You're kidding," Jenna expressed in happy surprise while I just smiled.

Elena shook her head.

"Nope, but don't say a word. The minute we encourage him, he'll put it away," Elena pointed out.

"Psychology major. Check that," Jenna said.

We exchanged smiles before we both looked at Elena, who was looking down at her phone with a disappointed frown.

"You and Stefan?" Jenna asked walking toward her. "Update?"

Elena looked at me and I gave her a comforting smile. She really was heartbroken that Stefan was leaving, but there wasn't anything we could do.

"He knows how I feel and I know where he stands, but it doesn't matter," Elena sighed answering Jenna. "He's leaving, moving away."

"Where's he going?" Jenna asked almost outraged.

"I've stopped asking questions. The answers get scary," Elena answered.

We went outside and Jenna sighed.

"Yours leaves. Mine returns."

My face dropped and my eyes widened.

"Logan?" I asked surprised.

Logan. Logan Fell? The one Stefan told me Damon killed and Vicki fed off of in order to complete her transition, that Logan Fell?

"I didn't let him past the front door," Jenna went on as we walked out to the car.

"I hope you slammed it in his face," Elena put in.

That's right, Elena didn't know about Logan. I'd have to talk to her about it later. Maybe I should say something to Stefan and Damon too...

"Ah, medium slam," Jenna confessed regrettably. "Harder than I originally planned, he was being pushy. And he kept asking questions about where you were."

It took me a moment to realize she was talking to me.

"Me?" I asked with raised brows. "Why me?"

"No idea. It was weird," Jenna said. "He was like 'let me in' and then 'is Sam home? Will she be soon?'."

"That's freaky," Elena commented.

"No kidding."

"But you're done with him, right?" I asked.

Please be done with him.

"Three strike rule, Jenna. You're not even allowed to watch the news," Elena said.

Jenna nodded. "No. More. Logan Scumfell."

"When did Matt and Caroline start hanging out?" Chastity asked.

She was leaning against the locker next to mine while I dug for my history textbook. I glanced over to where she was looking and saw Matt and Caroline talking while walking in to a classroom.

"Oh, they started hanging out recently after Matt took her home when she was drunk," I explained. "I think it's great. Matt's a good guy and Caroline needs that. Caroline would be great for Matt too."

"I guess. Better than a homicidal vampire like Damon," she mumbled.

"Damon's…not so bad," I defended with a sigh. "Not to say what he did to Caroline is okay, but…"

"What's with you defending him?" Chastity asked with scrunched brows. "He nearly killed Bonnie. She wouldn't be alive if it weren't for Stefan- which she is so grateful for. And speaking of Stefan, is he still leaving town with Damon?"

I sighed deeply. "Yes. Elena and I can't ask him to stay any more because it would just be selfish and in the end, it's his decision anyway."

"That really sucks. There's really no convincing him to stay?"

I shook my head.

"Not anymore."

"Feel like helping a friend out?"

I gasped and jumped, turning quickly to see a smirking Damon standing a couple meters away from me.

"Uh, I'll see you all later," I said to the group of people I had been talking to.

I walked away from the picnic table they were sitting at and approached Damon, curious about why he was there.

"I thought you'd be leaving," I said as soon as I got to him.

"You want me gone bad, don't you?" he teased.

I gave him a look, but smiled.

"I'm glad you're still here and everything, but why?"

"Well, I need some help. Preferably from you," he replied. "So, I ask again. Feel like helping a friend out?"

"Anything yet?" Damon asked.

I was standing in front of the old warehouse with a device that used to be my brother's pocket watch. As Damon explained, there was a new vampire in town but he wasn't sure exactly where he was and that's where I came in.

This…whatever it was, was supposed to point toward vampires. Damon interfered with the signal, which was why he needed me to do it.

"It's pointing to the warehouse," I answered.

"Great," he said suddenly behind me.

I jumped and glared at him while he chuckled.

"You just enjoy that, don't you?"

"Very much so," he smirked.

He looked back at the warehouse and then glanced back at me, a thoughtful look on his face.

"What?" I asked him. "Aren't we going in?"

"You should probably wait in the car," he said. "We don't know how unhinged Logan Fell vampire style may be. He could be like me."

On the way here, after Damon explained the situation, I told him about the supposed to be dead Logan Fell coming over to the house to see Jenna and apparently ask about me. Damon deduced that he was the new vampire then.

"Like you?"

"Dangerous," he clarified. "Wouldn't want you in the line of fire."

"Damon Salvatore, are you implying that you don't want me getting hurt?"

"We're friends, right?" he asked with a smirk.

"Friends," I confirmed with a smile. "Just be careful. I wouldn't want you getting hurt. Even if he's younger than you, you never know what could happen."

He rolled his eyes but nodded and handed me his car keys. I took them and began walking back toward the car, but he caught my hand as I walked past him.

"Whatever you hear," he began. "Don't come inside."

There was no trace of humor in his eyes or any sign of the usual mischievous gleams. Nothing but seriousness and…worry.

I nodded and continued back to the car, feeling his eyes on me until I got in. Then it was my turn to watch him as he entered the warehouse.

Now to play the waiting game.

Okay, so I broke the not promise-promise to stay in the car. As soon as I heard gunshots, though, it was all instinct to get out of the car and come inside to make sure Damon was okay.

I went in as slowly and quietly as I could, hoping that I wouldn't be heard. Damon's groans of pain sounded through the building. I peeked around a wall of cardboard boxes and saw Damon on the ground. It took every fiber of my being to keep myself from running to him and helping him.

Logan stood in front of him talking about his bloodlust and all the people he's killed.

Damon subtly glanced around, catching my eye. I pressed my lips together guiltily in response to his 'what the hell are you doing' look and mouthed 'are you alright?' to him. He switched his eyes to the door before looking back to me urgently, a sign that he wanted me out now.

As Logan began talking again, I stealthily made my way toward the door.

"Why am I so overly emotional?" Logan asked Damon. "All I can think about is my ex-girlfriend. I wanna be with her and bite her and stuff."

I stumbled slightly, taken off guard by Logan's comment about who I knew had to be Jenna. He wanted to hurt her, that's why he was at the house last night. I had to keep Jenna away from him.

"Well, you probably love her," Damon told him. "Anything you felt before will be magnified now. You're gonna have to learn how to control that."

I continued making my way out quietly, but I was stopped once more by Logan speaking.

"What about her niece?"

My eyes widened and I peeked around the corner to where they were sitting. Logan looked confused while Damon seemed…angry.

"What about her?" he demanded.

"Sam's been on my mind since I caught a whiff of her on my jacket. So does that mean I love her or do I just want to suck every ounce of her delicious smelling blood from her body?"

Realization dawned on me. The jacket. The jacket that he gave me when Elena and I went to the news station with him to look up that story on Stefan's uncle. I all but served myself up on a platter for him, but better me than Elena or Jeremy.

I caught Damon's eye once more and he once again subtly looked to the doors, urging me stronger than before to get out of there before Logan discovered I was in there.

I took advantage of Logan talking and got to the door without making a sound. After I slipped out, I bolted to the car and got in. Even though it most likely wouldn't stop him if he found me, I locked the car doors and sank down in the seat, flinching when I heard another gunshot. Please, God, let Damon be okay.

Third POV

When Stefan heard Jenna say Logan Fell was at the career fair, he panicked a little. Logan Fell was dead, how was he there? Unless he was the new vampire in town…

"Hey Jenna, you dodging me?" Logan asked casually.

"It's a form of self preservation," she replied coldly.

"Ah. Well, what about your niece? I see Elena's here. What about Sam? She here too? I'd like to catch up with her, see how she's doing."

"Why do you keep asking about Sam?" Jenna asked.

"Elena, why don't you and Jenna go somewhere else," Stefan suggested.

Elena shot him a questioning look, which was replaced by realization when she saw Stefan's warning glance toward Logan. She was quick to lead Jenna away from the vampires then and Stefan turned back to Logan.

"What are you doin' here?" he asked him calmly.

"You know, your brother asked me the same thing," Logan sighed. "In fact, why don't we just skip past all that who-turned-me stuff and get to the answer I want: how can I turn in to a day walker?"

"Damon and I are the only two that I know of," Stefan replied in a stony manner, still not happy with Logan's obvious intentions to hurt Sam.

"But you're both very cagey on the how, which tells me that there is a way. You know, in case you hadn't noticed, I'm quite the celebrity in this town. It would be very, very easy for me to expose you," Logan threatened with a smirk.

Stefan smiled back a bit.

"You wanna know how you can walk around in the sun?" he asked.

"I do."

Stefan nodded.

"You can't," he said slowly.

Logan's smirk dropped.

"Don't ever threaten me again," Stefan warned. "And don't even think about going after Sam because I will kill you if you do."

With that, he left Logan standing in the hall to go outside and call Sam. He knew she was with Damon since she told him earlier and he wanted to make sure the both of them were okay.

Sam's POV

"I'll kill him," Damon gritted for the hundredth time as my phone started ringing.

After Logan left, Damon came back to the car and brought us to the boarding house so he could get cleaned up and change. I must have asked him if he was alright at least as many times as he said he was going to kill Logan.

I didn't reply and glanced at my screen, pressing answer as soon as I saw it was Stefan.

"Stefan, Logan Fell is a vampire," I warned right away. "That's why he kept trying to convince Jenna to let him in the house-"

"I know, are you alright?" Stefan asked worried.

"I'm fine, Damon's not."

"What happened?"

"I was shot and ambushed. Now I'm vengeful," Damon answered loudly. "I just gotta find him."

"No need, he's here at the school."

My eyes widened and I looked at Damon, who had stopped in the middle of changing his shirt.

"You're kidding me," Damon expressed in disbelief. "Why the hell is he there?"

"He's working the crowd. Looking for Sam too," Stefan said. "If you're coming here, fine, but I think it's best for Sam to stay behind."

"What? What about Jenna? And Elena and Jeremy, they're all there. They could-"

"I'm not going to let Logan hurt anyone tonight," Stefan assured me. "Especially not your family."

"Never thought I'd say this, but he's right. Logan made it abundantly clear tonight that he's after you, so the further we keep you away from him, the better," Damon added. "I'm going to take you home. He can't get in, so you'll be safe there."

I opened my mouth to protest again, but Stefan cut me off.

"I know sitting on the sidelines isn't exactly your thing, but it'll give us and your sister some peace of mind knowing you're safe," he convinced.

I sighed, slightly frustrated that I was being personally targeted and being dubbed unable to help, but accepted it. They were right. There wouldn't be much I could do anyway.

"Fine," I agreed.

Damon took my hand.

"We'll be careful," he assured me with a small smile.

"I heard that before," I mumbled.

Elena came home with Stefan and after Elena nearly suffocated me in a tight hug after seeing I was really alright, they caught me up on what happened.

In short, Logan attacked Caroline, but Stefan and Damon were able to catch up to them and now Caroline was safe and Damon was "dealing" with Logan.

I was glad everyone was okay, Caroline especially since she had come too close to Logan and could have died.

"I'm going to give Stefan a ride home," Elena told me. "Make sure you-"

"No unknown people are going to get in," I assured her.

I said my goodbyes to Stefan after making him promise it wasn't the last one. He assured me that he'd come say the final goodbye on his way out of town, even though it made me sad to know he was still leaving.

A bit after they left, Damon came over and asked if I wanted to hang out. I knew something was bothering him, so I went with him to the boarding house so he could talk to me about it.

"Logan said there was another way to get in," he told me on the road.

"To get in to the tomb?"

"Uh huh," he nodded. "Told me to meet him and he went and got himself killed. I let that dick live and that's how he repays me."

I watched him sympathetically. He really wanted to get in to that tomb and he was presented with more hope only to have it ripped away. A part of me was saddened by the fact that Logan Fell was dead too. He was…a manic killer, but I couldn't stop seeing him as the teenage boy who used to babysit my siblings and me with Jenna.

"Maybe we can figure it out," I suggested. "I mean you thought that the crystal was the only way in the tomb, but then Logan told you there was another one. Maybe we can find this other way."

"And that's why you and I are friends, Sam-I-am," he smirked.

He got another call from Sheriff Forbes a few minutes after we got to the boarding house, so he went to go to her office while I stayed at the boarding house. I was relaxing on the couch thinking about sending a message to Elena to let her know where I was, but I decided not to. She wouldn't like that I was hanging out with Damon even though I knew for a fact he wouldn't hurt me. He proved that when he kept me away from Logan.

Footsteps came thudding down the stairs shortly after Damon left, earning my attention. I went to go investigate, only to literally run in to my sister. She had a face full of absolute confusion, hurt, and some panic- all of which only grew when she saw me.

"Sam? What are you doing here?" she demanded.

"I- erm…I was talking to Damon," I admitted in defeat. "What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Where's Damon?" she asked looking around.

"He left, he got- what are you doing?" I asked.

She had seized my hand and literally ran with me out of the house and practically strapped me in to her car. She ran around to the driver's side and peeled out of the driveway, speeding down the road away from the boarding house.

"Okay, Elena, what the hell is going on?" I asked. "What was that? Why are you acting like this?"

"We look like them," she cried.

I scrunched my eyebrows together.

"What are you talking about? We look like who?"

"Katherine and Elizabeth. We look exactly like them- as in we could be twins."

We look like…Katherine and Elizabeth? What? How was that possible? We…looked like them.

It was the last thought that ran through my head before the car crashed in to something and tumbled in the street. The last thing I felt was a blunt pain on the back of my head. After that, I blacked out.