Jenna
Jenna was staying at Ric's house for a few days. She knew Elena was at the Salvatores, because she'd called an hour ago. Jeremy was still in the hospital, though he could come home the next morning.

Even though she was staying at the house of the man she maybe loved, Jenna couldn't think of anything romantic. The only thoughts she had were of John, Elena, and Jeremy. John was dead by some unknown person, Elena had seen her dead father, and Jeremy had overdosed. What a perfect family.

Alaric set some tea down in front of her. She knew he was worried. She hadn't said anything in a long time.

In a surprising gesture, Ric put his arm around Jenna. Without telling her body to do so, she curled up into his side. Her heartbeat sped up a little. But she still couldn't forget that her family was falling apart.

"Everyone will be okay," Ric murmured.

She sighed. "No, it won't. Not for a while. Maybe not at all."

"What has you so convinced?"

"Elena's lying to me. Jeremy is in the hospital. How can this ever be okay?"

Ric didn't say anything. She glanced at his face and saw that he was unsure about something.

"Stay here, okay? I'll be back in a moment." Alaric left the sofa and walked into another room. Jenna heard him talking to someone, but she didn't care enough to listen. Instead, she lay down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Damon
"We need to tell Jenna," Ric said. Damon sighed into the phone.

"We can't tell Jenna. It's on a need-to-know basis, and she doesn't need to know."

Damon was inside the Salvatore house, watching Elena. Considering he didn't trust his brother, Damon figured the best way to protect her was by keeping her within sight. He needed a drink, but preferred to stay sober until the threat had passed.

Elena, still curled up next to Stefan, looked up at her aunt's name.

"Damon, she feels awful. I know you don't feel emotions like the rest of us, but human emotions can sometimes put you in the need-to-know category."

Damon considered. "Let me talk to Elena about it." He hung up before Ric could say anything.

Elena looked exhausted, but her eyes were alert. "What's wrong?"

"Alaric thinks we should tell Jenna about vampires." His tone made it clear what he thought about the idea.

"Why?"

"She 'feels awful'." Elena's eyes became sad, and Damon became painfully aware then Stefan was watching them both very carefully.

"We should tell her," Elena finally said. Damon, though he wanted to argue otherwise, stayed quiet.

"Watch her," he told Stefan, striding out of the room, even though he'd only be gone for a few moments. He called Alaric back. "We'll do it."

"You will?" Alaric asked, surprised. "Maybe it's not the best idea for vampires to be telling her about vampires."

Damon didn't care. "She'll want Elena there." And where Elena went, Damon went.

Alaric agreed in the end. Damon walked back into the room where neither Elena nor Stefan had moved in hours. "Pack 'em up and move 'em out." He grinned. "It's time to tell Mother Teresa about vampires."

Jenna
Jenna woke up to a door opening. She was still in Alaric's apartment, still laying on the sofa. She'd only been asleep for fifteen minutes, though.

When she heard voices, Jenna sat up and tried to comb her hair. That was Elena and Stefan. Oh, and Damon too. She needed to have a word with him at some point.

The three newcomers dragged over chairs while Ric sat next to Jenna again. He held her hand, which made her apprehensive. Across from them, Damon, Elena and Stefan all sat, unsmiling.

"What's going on?" she asked. This had the feel of an intervention.

"Aunt Jenna, it's time for you to know a few things," Elena began. "Do you remember the animal attacks?" Jenna nodded. "They weren't animals." She seemed to stop, then start again. "Um, you know Katherine? You're right, she's not my twin. But we're related. She's..." She stopped again, looking to Stefan for help. "Isobel, my birthmother, came to town a week ago."

"Isn't she dead?" Jenna asked, then felt guilty for saying something so rude in front of Alaric.

"Um...kind of. Not really." Elena was struggling.

"Elena, what are you getting at? I don't understand."

"Katherine? Isobel? The animal attacks? Those are all vampires."

The room was completely silent. Everyone was watching Jenna, but she kept waiting for one of them to say "kidding!"

"Vampires? Are you serious?" she finally choked out.

"Yes," Alaric said.

"Did you know about this?" she asked him.

"It took me a while to find out my wife was a vampire." He looked at Damon. "But I've known about them for a long time."

Jenna thought for a moment. "And Elena? You knew too?"

"I found out a couple of weeks after school started." She stared down at her hands.

"How did you find out?" she asked, trying not to feel like a failure.

"Stefan," she said. "He's a vampire."

Jenna looked at him. Why was it she could never tell the good guys from the bad? "Are you a vampire too?" she addressed Damon.

"Yep."

"Aunt Jenna, there are things you should know about vampires before you make assumptions," Elena continued. "Some vampires drink human blood, but some drink animal blood instead." Jenna didn't miss how Damon rolled his eyes. "Vampires can compel you to do things." Elena took a necklace out of her pocket. She handed it over to Jenna, who raised an eyebrow. "This had vervain in it," Elena explained. "So vampires can't compel you."

Jenna put it on. She wondered how Elena could say vampires without thinking. Then something hit her. "You're dating a vampire?"

Elena smiled a little. "Yeah, I am." She glanced at Stefan fondly.

"Wait, how did Isobel become one?" she asked Ric. Damon raised his hand.

"That was me," he said, smiling. "If you don't like it, join the witch."

"Witch?" Jenna asked.

"Yeah, um, Bonnie's a witch," Elena told her.

"Elena, do you have any other supernatural friends?" Jenna asked, thinking Might as well know now.

"You have no idea," Damon answered, grinning again.