"What are you reading Jer?" Brea said passing her brothers room.

"Crazy Jonathan Gilbert's journal, you should read it. It's a good laugh," he said getting back to it as Brea walked into Elena's room.

"Yo, yo," Brea said enthusiastically.

"Brenna, I am never going to give you the reply you want for that. Stop trying," Elena smiled walking into the bathroom and freezing before frantically waving Brea. "Look, he's sketching!"

"Oh my god I think Damon single-handedly saved our baby brother's life," Brea said shocked as she and Elena shut the door and headed downstairs.

"Jeremy's got his sketch pad out," Elena rushed to tell Jenna when they got downstairs.

"You're kidding!"

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

"He's a fickle one that Jer," Brea muttered.

"Psychology major, check that," Jenna suggested to Elena. Brea nudged Jenna to point out a mopey Elena staring at her phone. "You and Stefan? Update?"

"He knows how I feel and where I stand. And I know where he stands, but it doesn't matter. He's leaving, moving away."

"We should start a soap opera," Brea suggested only to be met with glares. "Fine, nevermind, sorry."

"Where's he going?" Jenna asked.

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

"Alaska," Brea jokingly whispered to Jenna.

"Yours leaves, mine returns," Jenna told Elena.

"Logan?"

"He's back."

"The jerk is back," Brea huffed.

"I didn't let him past the front door."

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

"Oh yes, you're finally on the right side," Brea cheered. "And she did, I was very proud."

"You sounded English then Brea," Elena laughed.

"It was a medium slam," Jenna said annoyed she didn't do it harder.

"3-strike rule, Jenna. You're not even allowed to watch the news," Elena teased.

"Exactly. No more Logan 'Scum' Fell."

"This is so my day!" Brea said excitedly as they got in the car. "My twin is on our Logan hating side, my scum fell nickname was just used in a sentence and I can get Jeremy to start drawing scary pictures again to leave on Elena's pillow."

Brea was standing next to Tyler while he spoke with someone on the football team when she saw Caroline and Matt walking together, so she hit his arm hard and they both stared at their two friends talking.

"Well this is news," she said shocked.

"Not sure I like it," Tyler said.

"Oh my god, imagine the little blonde babies they'd have!"

"Ew, ew, ew. Never say that to me again," Tyler said shaking his head trying to get rid of the images.

"You're in charge of investigating Tyler."

"What?"

"You owe me, you ask him."

"What do I owe you for?"

"Jer."

"Ok, fair, fair. Why don't you ask Matt though? You guys are tight."

"Well, because his ex-girlfriend is my twin sister, duh."

"So?"

"So if I ask him, it'll look like Elena was asking."

"You may have a point."

"Find out, you have 2 hours," Brea jokingly said walking away.

"What'd you find out," Brea said as she came to stand next to Tyler as he was looking over his sketches at the careers fair.

"Apparently nothing is going on. Time will tell. I think he's got a thing for her," he told Brea.

"That's good, that way he can stop moping over my sister. Makes him such a downer." At this Tyler turned his head to smile at Brea.

"You're in a cheeky mood this evening Brea."

"I feel good. It's my day Ty! Everything is falling right into place. I should enter the lottery! I'll split it with you." Tyler just shook his head smiling and looked back down at the sketches he drew. "Hey Jer," Brea said noticing her brother staring.

"What do you want?" Tyler asked.

"Hey. Uh, just surprised to see you here. Art usually implies culture and culture implies, well, not you."

"Jer!" Brea snapped at her brother's rudeness.

"Go to hell," Tyler said leaving trying to avoid another fight with Brea's little brother.

"Seriously Jer? He's actually trying to be civil. You could try too," Brea said walking off to follow Tyler.

"I'm grumpy," Matt said coming to Brea and walking with her.

"And why is that Matthew?"

"Thought I was making progress with Elena but then Stefan came."

"Matthew! What would Caroline say?"

"Oh come on, not you too," he said as they reached Tyler.

"Trouble in paradise Ty, Matt and Care are already fighting. Oh no," Brea said spotting Logan Fell. "I gotta find Jenna, I'll catch you guys later," she said running to find Jenna. "Jenna! The scum Fell has landed, I repeat the scum Fell has landed, run, run," she said pushing her aunt into the nearest classroom. "Oh hey, Stefan, Elena. Hide us."

"What's going on?" Elena asked.

"The scum Fell has landed," Jenna informed Elena and Brea faked a shudder.

"Logan's here?" Elena asked.

"Wait. Logan Fell?" Stefan asked.

"No, Logan scum Fell. You have to add the scum Stef, or it just doesn't work," Brea told him. After hearing this Stefan ran off. "He's always been a funny one," Brea explained to Jenna as Elena followed.

"Jenna, are you dodging me?" Logan asked as they left the classroom and ran straight into him.

"Run, Jenna, run," Brea whispered.

"It's a form of self-preservation," Jenna snarked.

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

"Stefan, we're big kids," Brea tried to argue but then Elena dragged them off by their hands. "Wow, geez Elena!"

"He's a vampire," Elena whispered in Brea's ear making her eyes go wide. "When Logan came to the house, what did he say?"

"Fake flattery. Stupid, dimpled grin, puppy dog eyes," Jenna groaned.

"I'm serious, Jenna. How did he act? What did he say?"

"Bit pushy, Lena," Brea warned.

"He was the usual Logan, was charming, little more manic than usual. He kept trying to convince me to let him in."

"We didn't let him in," Brea interjected as she saw Elena's face.

"Ok, listen to me very carefully. Do not, under any circumstances, talk to him again. I'm serious, Jenna, like, ever."

Jenna was giving Elena a funny look so Brea said "we just really don't like him, Jenna. If you talk to him we'll stage a mutiny."

"Hey Elena, Brea, Jenna," Mr Saltzman said coming up behind Jenna.

"Hi, Mr Saltzman," Elena politely replied.

"Heyyy," Brea said making a winky eye at Jenna.

"Yeah, I was hoping to, uh, see you tonight," he said to Jenna.

"Career night is the new bowling," Jenna joked making Mr Saltzman laugh.

"They're so cute," Brea whispered to Elena.

"Ok, um, excuse us," Elena said dragging Brea away. "Go find Tyler or something," Elena ordered lightly shoving Brea as she walked off.

"I've been ditched by my sister," Brea said when she found Tyler.

"Life isn't fair now is it?"

"My great day has been flipped on its head. Logan Fell is back in town."

"You never liked the guy did you," Tyler laughed.

"Come on Ty, you know the story of the evil Logan and the poor innocent Aunt Jenna," Brea said as he laughed throwing his arm around her shoulder.

"I didn't know you drew," Jeremy said coming towards the pair.

"It's an elective," Tyler answered pulling his arm off of Brea as his mood swung at the sight of her brother.

"'Cause it's good stuff, you like graphics? Cause that's, uh- that's kind of my thing," Jeremy said making Brea smile at his effort to play nice.

"Whoa. Whoa. What are you doing?" Tyler asked stopping.

"Well, it's just something else we have in common."

"He's being nice Ty," Brea answered annoyed.

"And what's the other thing? Vicki? Let's hang out because we did the same chick," Tyler snarked.

"I was actually gonna say, Brea," Jeremy growled as Brea tensed up at the situation.

"Go be friends with one of the many other guys that Vicki screwed. There's no shortage of em," with this Brea moved from Tyler's side to Jeremy's.

"What the hell Ty?" Before Brea could do anything Jeremy had grabbed Tyler shoving him across the hall into a locker. "What the hell! Stop it!" The Mayor and Mr Saltzman ran at the boys and yanked them apart before it could turn into a full-on brawl.

"You two, follow me," the mayor asked pulling Jeremy and Tyler away as Brea stared concerned after them.

"Excuse me, mayor," Mr Saltzman interjected. "Where are you taking them?"

"I'm gonna talk to them. All fights should end in handshakes, don't you think?" the mayor answered walking off.

"Mr Saltzman, I don't want to put you out," Brea said following him as he walked off. "But the mayor is really aggressive, I've spent a lot of time at his house and he is the very definition of mean. I don't trust him not to do something untoward to them." Mr Saltzman nodded and grabbed her arm pulling her to where the boys went. As they got outside they heard the mayor yelling aggressively at the boys to fight.

"Whoa. What's going on out here?" Mr Saltzman intervened.

"Just letting these two kids work it out, we're good here. Go back inside," he answered as Brea walked past him and grabbed Jeremy's arm to pull him inside but the mayor stepped in front of the siblings.

"I don't want to go back inside," Mr Saltzman retorted. "What I want is an answer to my question. What's going on out here?"

"Who do you think you're talking to?" the mayor said with sass. "Do I look like a student?"

"No, you look like a full-grown alpha male douche bag." Tyler and Brea locked eyes at this trying to contain laughter.

"You don't talk to me like that," the mayor warned. "I can have your job like this," he said snapping his finger.

"Ah, you do that. Then it'll be me and you in this parking lot working things out. You cool with that?"

"Oh he is so perfect for Jenna," Brea whispered to Jeremy as he nodded.

"You just marked yourself," the mayor snapped before dragging Tyler back inside.

"You all right?" Mr Saltzman asked Jeremy as he smiled widely.

"Want a ride home?" Brea asked Jeremy as she passed him in the hall.

"Yeah, where's Elena?"

"Got a ride with Stefan."

"Jenna?"

"Well, she will be getting a ride with Mr Saltzman because there will be no nieces or nephew in sight."

"Nice."

"Come on," she said gesturing and they began walking out of the school.

"Hey," Jeremy said as they passed Tyler.

"What do you want?"

"Not again," Brea murmured and both guys shook their heads.

"I don't know, I uh, I thought that was weird with your dad, what he did. Is he like that all the time? Is that- is that what you gotta go through?" Jeremy said with genuine concern, he had never seen that side to mayor Lockwood that Brea knew only too well. "Man, I- I get it. I get it." Tyler's fist then swung and he punched Jeremy whilst Brea gasped. "What's your problem!"

"Look, I don't need your pity."

"Seriously, you don't have to be like this, you don't. Why don't you let people see the nice side, the side you show her!" he said gesturing to Brea.

"Just go!" Tyler snapped.

As Brea was dragging Jeremy away she was trying her hardest to stop herself from going over and slapping Tyler. Jeremy yelled out "what is your problem man?"

"I don't know," Tyler called back sulking off aware that he was once again in Brea's bad books.

"Just keep walking, just keep walking, just keep walking," Brea chanted.

"I am," Jeremy said snatching his arm out of Brea's hand.

"I'm talking to myself Jer," Brea said getting in the car and driving to their house too mad to talk to her brother.

As Brea pulled up in the driveway her phone rang, "go, I'll see you inside," she said to Jeremy as he got out of the car and she answered Elena's call. "Hey, Lena, what's up?"

"Brea!" she called through tears. "I need you to pick me up, now, please. Brea, please."

"Woah, woah, where are you? Lena where are you?"

"I don't know, somewhere on the highway outside Stefan's house."

"What! He didn't give you a lift home?"

"No, something happened, I can't tell you over the phone please, Brea, please pick me up. I just ran out of his house."

"Lena, Lena, I'm coming ok, I'll see you soon." Brea pulled out of the driveway and got on the highway to find her sister. "LENA!" she called pulling up beside her letting her sister get in the car. "What's wrong?" she said reaching over to brush the hair out of her tear stained face.

"We look like them."

"What are you talking about?"

"Katherine and her sister. Her sister's name, Brea, it's Brenna. Her name is Brenna. We look like them. Just like them."

Brea froze "what?" Elena just looked forward glassy-eyed so Brea pulled out onto the road and started driving as Elena sniffled next to her. "So how do we look similar?"

"No, not similar. Exactly the same. We could be… twins. LOOK OUT!" Elena screamed as they both noticed a man standing in the middle of the road. Brea tried to swerve bit she couldn't in time and the car hit the man on the road, causing the car to flip and roll across the road.

"Elena," she moaned after the car stopped flipping and looked over to her twin to see her thankfully still conscious and coughing. "Oh my god, Elena, thank god," Elena turned to face Brea and quickly her traumatised face turned into one of fear.

"Brea," she whispered. "Look." Brea turned her head to see what Elena was so scared of. The man she had hit with her car was cracking his arms and legs and slowly standing up. Both girls started panicking as he stood up and were frantically trying to free themselves from the wreckage. The man started stalking towards the car and as his feet reached Brea's side of the wreckage the girls grabbed each other's hand. As he started leaning down they both screamed at the top of their lungs. The strange man then abruptly ran away. As Brea moved forward a bit to see if he was still there another man jumped to the ground next to her head causing them both to scream again.

"How ya doing in there?" the new man asked.

"Damon?" Elena said making Brea open her eyes and realise it was Damon by her door.

"You both look stuck," he noted with concern.

"I can't get out Damon," Brea cried.

"It's the seatbelt," Elena told him as Brea closed her eyes. Damon stood up and adjusted some of the wreckage so he could get the girls out.

"I'll get you guys out of here don't worry," he comforted. "Brenna, I need you to focus, stay awake. Elena, I'm gonna get Brenna out first and then I'll get you ok. Brenna, I need you to open your eyes, Brenna!" Brea slowly opened her eyes. "Ok I need you to put your hands on the roof ok," Brea slowly moved her hands onto the roof. "Just like that, you ready? 1, 2, 3" he said before tearing her seatbelt and catching her body as she fell. He then pulled her semi-unconscious body out of the car. "Brenna? Can you hear me?" he asked moving the hair out of her face.

"Who are we?" she whispered before falling unconscious in his arms.