so i just wanted to make a few things clear:

1. Bella has darkish blue eyes and black hair
2. Bella was born in 1845 and turned in 1862 at 17 years old
3. Damon was turned at 20 years old, Stefan at 17

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Bella's Point of View

Mystic Falls – 6 Hours Later

Jade and Nate were silent from their respective seats of back and passenger.

I didn't have to look at them to see the glances they were continually shooting at each other, then at me.

They were worried, obviously.

And could I blame them? Eh, not really.

I hadn't spoken since we'd left the beach house aside from giving a few orders and snapping at Jade for dropping my antique Louis Vuitton steamer trunk.

I mean, it was from the Titanic for Christ's sakes!

Jade cleared her throat, twirling a section of long blonde hair around her finger.

"Spit it out." I murmured, making sure she heard the firm command behind my voice.

She sighed, picking at her nail beds nervously. "What are you planning?"

My hands tightened around the steering wheel of our rental car, "Well if he wasn't already dead I would torture and kill John Gilbert. But since he is dead, I suppose I'll have to settle for just helping my brothers get Elena back."

There was a pregnant pause, "How do you plan on doing that?"

Nate's voice was hesitant, and I almost laughed at how similar he sounded to a child afraid of asking a question in class.

"Simple. Distract Klaus. You know what they say; absence makes the heart grow fonder."

"What the fuck does that mean?" Nate snarled, leaning over into the front seat.

I reached over and patted his head, giggling as he smacked it away.

"It means, Klaus and I have some unfinished business. Maybe seeing me will draw him away from Elena just long enough to distract him."

"So let me get this straight, you and Klaus? Were a… thing?" Jade's disgusted expression almost made me laugh, and I opted for a small smirk.

"Sure let's go with that."

Flashback

Mystic Falls – 1860 (15 years old)

"Isabella, would you join me in the parlor?" I looked up from the book I was reading in the library, smiling at my father's outstretched hand.

"Of course."

Allowing him to help me up from my seat I straightened my skirts, tucking a stray curl behind my ear.

"There's someone I want you to meet. Isabella, this is Mr. Mikaelson."

He gestured to the man I found standing before me, his eyes a gray blue, his hair a sandy blonde that had been groomed neatly to curl at the nape of his neck.

"Miss Salvatore." He murmured, bending at the waist as he slid my hand into his own. "It's a pleasure."

He kissed the tops of my fingers, his lips curved into a smile.

I gave the demure, gentle expression my mother had taught me from a young age, curtsying just so.

"Quite." My voice was light, my eyes averted in the correct amount of politeness.

"Mr. Mikaelson, will you be joining us for dinner?" My father gestured to the sitting area, and we all took our seats on the low backed velvet chaise and adjoining chairs.

"I wouldn't want to impose Giuseppe." He leaned back, his eyes trained upon me though he spoke with my father.

"Nonsense! We would be glad to have you! Isabella, let Sylvia know to set another place at the table." I stood with a nod, but Mr. Mikaelson reached out to me.

"Please, I mustn't be staying any longer. My sister is actually expecting me back. I wouldn't want to worry her." He got up, my father following.

"Oh yes, I understand. I'll see you off."

"No that's alright, I'm sure Isabella wouldn't mind. Would you?"

He gazed at me, and I felt myself nodding at him.

"Of course not, Mr. Mikaelson. It would be my pleasure." With a smile and a glance at my father I linked arms with the tall man, my heart beating rapidly.

"You may call me Nicklaus. I do not care for such formalities." His smile was kind, but I detected an almost feral edge to it.

It both frightened me, and thrilled me.

"Yes, Nicklaus, as you wish." I made sure to keep my trembling under control, steadying my breaths as we walked down the porch steps.

"You need not be afraid, love. I do not aim to harm you."

He had stopped in the gravel road that encircled my home, turning me around to face him.

I noted now that he spoke with an English accent, one I was almost sure he had not spoken with to my father.

"I don't understand what you mean." I stuttered, averting my gaze to his expensive shoes.

He tilted my chin up with a single finger, stroking my cheek with it once he had my eyes upon his.

"I believe you do. You find yourself afraid of me for reasons you do not quite understand, but you also find yourself intrigued. Now why would that be, Isabella?"

I shook now, unable to control it.

"I am not sure Nicklaus, why?" I dared to speak, my voice merely above a whisper.

"Because you are smart enough to realize the danger I present to you and your family. Now, Isabella, I want you to tell no one of your thoughts about me, understand?" his eyes widened, his pupils expanding and retracting in quick succession.

"Yes, I will tell no one." I found myself murmuring.

"Good. I will see you soon, love."

With that, he disappeared.

Leaving me in utter confusion and bewilderment.

End Flashback

"Hello?" I called, pushing open the door to the boarding house. "Anybody home?"

There was silence, and I flashed up to my brother's bedrooms.

Both Stefan's and Damon's were empty, no sign that either of them had been there.

I narrowed my eyes, clomping back down the stairs and into the living room.

"Are we supposed to be looking for them?" Jade was lounging in one of the plush velvet back arm chairs, sucking on a blood bag through a straw.

I rolled my eyes. "No, I'm just looking through every room for my own enjoyment."

"How about we try the grill, it seems that's where they always gather from what you've told me." Nate spoke from behind the wet bar, sipping down a glass of Damon's favorite scotch.

"Worth a shot, you coming?"

The two of them hopped up, following me out the door and into the dark.

"Well that was a bust." I sauntered out of the music-blasting grill, running a hand through my hair.

"Elena's been kidnapped, honestly, what were our chances?" Nate pointed out.

I rolled my eyes, grudgingly excepting his point.

"What now?" Jade piped up, crossing her arms over her chest.

I groaned, rubbing my hands over my face. "I have an idea."

Ducking into the deserted alleyway I pulled out my iPhone, clenching my fists as I dialed her number.

Putting it up to my ear I ignored Jade and Nate's questioning glances and confused prodding, putting a hand up and growling.

"Bella!" Alice's voice was a squeal on the other end.

"Hi."

"I'm soo happy you called! You disappeared out of nowhere! How in the world did you manage to block my visions! I've been looking for you everywhere!"

"Look we'll talk about that later, I need a favor."

She was quiet, and I could hear Jasper in the background asking who it was.

"What is it?"

"I need you to look for a vision of Elena, the girl my brothers are with. No questions asked."

"…" she was quiet, and I could hear her debating my favor in her head.

"Please." I added, scuffing my boot on the pavement.

"Fine. Just give me a minute. I'll text you with her location." She said confidently, hanging up before I could respond.

"Did you seriously just call the psychic midget?" Jade sneered angrily.

"I didn't see you coming up with a better idea!" I snapped.

My phone bleeped and I looked down, the two of them crowding around me.

'Mystic Falls General Hospital, call me ASAP.'

The three of us were strolling up to the doors of the hospital when I spotted Damon rushing inside, the flaming anger I was so familiar with burning in his eyes.

"Where is she?" he roared, storming past a brunette doctor.

"Wait, Damon." She hurried to stop him, grabbing his arm.

"Where is she?"

"Wait, you need to know. When Jeremy brought Elena in here earlier tonight her injuries were worse than I let on. It wasn't a concussion, it was a cerebral hemorrhage. Bleeding on the brain." She planted herself in front of him as I came up behind, quietly listening in.

"What are you saying?"

"He was so worried I didn't want to tell him but, I helped her. She needed my help."

"You what?"

I didn't understand the meaning of her words, and as he raced off I came up to the doctor.

"What do you mean you helped her?" I demanded, eyes narrowed.

"Excuse me? Who are you?" she backed away, her fingers delving into her pocket.

"Drop the vervain dart and answer my question, please." I murmured, Jade and Nate coming to flank me.

She breathed shakily, "I gave her vampire blood to heal her."

Jade, Nate, and I shared a quick glance, and I pulled the doctor into a quiet alcove.

"What exactly is going on?"

She looked at me in confusion, "You don't know?"

"Up until a few hours ago I was in Hawaii tanning on the beach, last I heard she'd been kidnapped by Klaus, who I am assuming you're familiar with. Mind catching me up?"

She nodded, glancing at Jade and Nate who were silently watching for any eavesdroppers.

"All I know, is that they managed to get Elena out, and put Klaus into some sort of daggered state. But, she hit her head. When she got home, she passed out and was bleeding from the nose. Her brother brought her in and I told him it was a concussion, but she had a cerebral hemorrhage. I gave her vampire blood to heal her." She paused as a coworker went by, glancing at her in confusion.

"I don't know all that happened tonight. What I do know, is that Elena and Matt got driven off of Wickery Bridge. Matt came in in a state of shock, slight hypothermia. Right now, he's in critical condition. Elena, she didn't make it."

I froze, my eyes closing.

It was just as I feared.

"Where is she now?"

"The morgue. Stefan's there with her, she should wake up soon."

I put my hands up to my mouth, calming my breathing.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit." I mumbled, running my fingers through my hair crazily.

"What should we do Bella? Tell us what you need?" Nate rubbed my shoulder soothingly.

"I'm going to the morgue, and I need you to make sure Matt will be okay. The last thing she needs is another friend's death on her hands, especially now that she'll be a vampire. Jade, I need you to find that witch. Don't approach her, just find her. We need to have a talk."

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