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This chapter I decided to add Elena's POV. Usually it's from Damon's, but I decided to add Elena too. This chapter is just D\E, no Jeremy, Bonnie, Alaric.

Elena's POV

I was playing with Stefan's necklace, still trying to make sense of the ripper he had become. He couldn't be Stefan, the vampire I had fallen in love with. Stefan was human to me, not a vampire. He fought his true nature for all those years-But now, I had almost given up hope. According to Katherine, Stefan had to stay five years with Klaus, if of course, Klaus doesn't force him to spend more. God, I won't even be the same in five years-if I'm still alive-I'd be more mature, I suppose, and a change of appearance…

"What are you worrying about?" Damon's voice interrupted my thoughts.

"What makes you think I'm worried about something?"

He rolled his eyes. "Elena, I know you. I know that when you are scared or worried, you stay quiet, and you have been quiet the whole trip. Not to mention that you're taking long breaths-and you really should command your heart to stop beating fast."

"Maybe you shouldn't use your strong vampire senses on me!" I shot back as I crossed my arms on my chest.

He smirked that bad boy smirk. "Oh, come on," He said as he playfully nudged my arm, but then turned serious. "Seriously, what's wrong?"

I bit my lip, but then decided that it's better if I talk to him.

"Damon, Katherine said that Stefan must spend five years with Klaus. I'm going to change in five years, hell; I can even die in five years!"

Damon immediately stopped the car. "Don't say that again," He said as he gripped my shoulder. "I would never let anyone hurt you. Never."

"Damon, I know that. But you can't protect me from everything. I might get involved in a car accident, shot, or get a disease…"

"Why are you being so pessimistic?"

"I'm not being pessimistic, Damon. I'm being realistic. All this time you and Stefan spent protecting me, I seemed to forget that even humans can be dangerous or natural deaths and disasters."

I sat up straighter on my seat.

He had his hands on the steering wheel, holding the wheel so tight that his knuckles turned white.

"What I'm trying to say is that I don't even know if I'm going to live to see Stefan again. I want you to promise me that no matter what happens, you'll do everything in your power to find him."

"I promise," He said. "But there won't be anything to worry about. We'll get Stefan back, and you'll live happily ever after."

I sighed.

He took my chin gently in his hands. "I won't let anything happen to you. I'll always be there for you, no matter what."

"Thank you, Damon," I said as I pulled him closer to me. He stroked my hair, placing a kiss on the top of my head. "Better now?" He asked.

"Yes," I said, I had gotten it out of my chest.

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We arrived at Tara's at about noon and Damon knocked on a small house.

"Damon Salvatore!" The witch said, surprised, then she saw me and stepped back in fear.

"Her name is Elena Gilbert," Damon explained before she opened her mouth to ask a ton of questions. "Elena, this is Tara. Tara, this is not Katherine."

We sat in the kitchen and she brought us drinks while Damon explained all about Katherine and the tomb, and the sacrifice. By the look of it, Tara hadn't practiced magic in a very long time.

"My brother is missing," Damon finally said. "We already tried to track him by blood, but the blood vanished in the air. I don't know if you can track him with this." He held out the necklace, and Tara took it carefully. She murmured a spell, and I saw her narrowing her brows.

"That explains it…" She muttered to herself, and then turned to us with a disappointed expression.

"The reason why he can't be tracked is because there is a witch blocking him," She explained. "I used that kind of spell-It makes the person be seen as dead, or never existed, in that matter. However, I can try to contact him in a different way."

She turned to me.

"Human blood," she said. "A human close to Stefan, which is you-and my blood. I can send you there where you can see him. And he'll see you in his mind."

"Wait. Is it dangerous for Elena to be sent there? The last time a witch was in my house in this way, he ended up dead."

"It does have risks, all kind of magic has. But as long as you don't touch anything you'll Stefan will be the one that can hear you and see you in mind form. He can talk to you. You have exactly five minutes, and in these five minutes you'll have an out of body experience."

"I want to do it, Damon," I said. "It doesn't matter."

"Elena, there are risks! Out of body experiences are very dangerous, if Tara can't get you back here I'll lose you forever!"

"Damon, please," I said. "I want this. Nothing's going to happen, Tara is strong."

Tara nodded her head. "Those are rare cases, Damon. I'm strong enough."

Damon nodded his head after a while.

"Thank you."

Tara made a cut in her wrist and mine, and as she muttered the spell, I was suddenly seeing everything blurred-Just like when going to sleep. Then I found myself looking at my body, on the bed, and Damon was holding my hand.

"Elena, I can sense you. You're going to be sent to Stefan soon."

As she said those words, I suddenly found myself in what seemed to be a basement.

"Stefan?" I said, and Stefan was suddenly looking everywhere in shock. He heard me.

"Stefan," I repeated. "I can see you. You can't, but you can talk to me."

"Elena? This is a dream…"

"No, it's not. Please come back to us, Stefan, tell me where you are, we'll come get you."

"I can't, Elena," Stefan said. "I am doing what I should have done years ago-Embracing my true nature-and getting my revenge."

It was there when I realized that in the corner of the room was Katherine, her face burnt with Vervain, wooden stake in her back.

"Leave, Elena, and don't contact me ever again. I needed this. I was living a lie with you." His voice was now cold and heartless, and then he moved to a door in the other corner of the basement and unlocked it. I heard screams-There were teenage girls, not more than sixteen years old. He forefully grabbed one of them. "This is who I am," He said again.

He placed his hands on her stomach tightly and brushed her hair on her shoulder. His fangs sunk in her neck and he licked his lips, before the lifeless body was on the floor. The other girls screamed in fear-I noticed that every one of them had vampire bite marks, some of them even had scratches and bruises.

I screamed in fear as he drained another girl, and then suddenly I felt myself being pulled back until I woke up sweating and crying in Damon's arms. They were clearly panicked.

"Elena! Thank God!" Damon said as held me tight, and when I looked in his eyes, I saw that there were tears.

"What happened?"

"We almost lost you," Tara explained. "Elena, you were gone for an hour! An hour! It was like you couldn't come back. You saw something terrifying, didn't you?"

"Yes," I said, out of breath.

"That was what was keeping you from coming. He wanted you to be scared…"

Damon held me against his chest and placed kisses on my face and forehead. "I thought I lost you," he said again, tightening his grip.

"You don't get rid of me that easily," I said weakly.

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I must have lost consciousness, because then I woke up an hour later. I explained everything to Damon, almost worried that he was going to give up.

"He doesn't want to be saved," I said.

"It doesn't matter. I'm not giving up."

He then cleared his throat.

"Did you manage to see where he is?"

I tried to remember.

"He was in a basement, there was also Katherine. He didn't tell me where he is, but before I came back to myself I noticed the surroundings. I think they're in Los Angeles."

He sighed.

"Los Angeles it is, then."

Hope you liked this chapter! I actually had to look up the distance between Los Angeles and Atlanta, Georgia. I don't even have an idea where they are :P

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