A/N: This is a longer chapter!(: Reviews motivate me!(: Hope you all enjoy this chapter!

Elijah's POV

I couldn't figure out why Elena's blood was bothering me. I'd seen, smelt, touched and been around blood before, and it hadn't bothered me. Why was it bothering me now? I slowly brought my bloodied hand to my mouth, almost in a trance. My stomach rumbled. I hadn't drunk any blood recently…probably why I was so on edge. I darted my tongue out to my hand and licked, Elena's amazing blood swirling on my tongue and down my throat. Suddenly, my ears picked up Elena's heartbeat, and I could have sworn I heard the blood rushing through her veins, calling to me like a siren. I felt the veins that hadn't surfaced in so long start to creep out, but I immediately banished them. I blocked out Elena's heart and I washed off my hand abruptly and made my way to the mini-fridge for a blood-bag.

Elena's POV

My hand swam a bit as Damon sat in the seat next to me, closest to the isle. He kept one hand pressed firmly on my arm, trying to stop the blood flow. I watched Elijah walk stiffly to the small airplane bathroom, hoping he was all right. A few minutes passed and Damon and I sat there. He was staring intensely at the hybrids, his eyes saying, "MINE, back off." I set my other hand on his shoulder, and his head snapped around to look at me, worry in his eyes.

"I think I've stopped bleeding now Damon." I murmured gently. His eyes slowly traveled down to my arm and he took his hand away, smiling awkwardly.

"Are you all right?" he asked, seeming to resist the urge to smooth my hair and hug me protectively.

"I may be human, but I'm not that weak." I reminded him, flexing my arm. I could feel the cut, but it was only a gentle sting now. Suddenly, Damon's head snapped around at Klaus, who was staring at us with a cheeky grin on his face.

"I think you owe Elena an apology, Klaus." Damon said with a hard look.

I didn't say anything as Klaus flashed his cheeky grin at me and murmured, "Thank you for your donation, sweetheart."

Damon opened his mouth, but I reached for his hand and squeezed it, not wanting them to fight.
"Are we almost home, Klaus?" I asked, changing the subject.

"We should be home in about two to three hours," Elijah answered, walking into the room. He looked less tense and on edge. I figured he must have gotten something (hopefully packaged) to eat. I nodded and slumped down in my seat. My hand bumped the blood bag full of my blood and I stiffened. I let go of Damon's hand awkwardly and reached across the armrest to my right and grabbed the bag. It was still a bit warm, and my stomach flopped. Klaus appeared to the left of Damon and stared at the bag expectantly, holding out his hand. I looked at Damon uncertainly.

"Your donation, if you will." Klaus demanded.

Suddenly, I was sick of Klaus.

"Hmm, maybe I wanted to keep it." I stroked little circles on my other arm. "You can give and take away blood. Maybe I want to give myself my blood back." I said defiantly and Damon chuckled.

Klaus's hand jerked forward and snatched it out of my hand, his smirk now irritated. Neither of us said a word as he went to the back to his hybrids, and I stayed in the front with Damon.

I talked to Damon about Kol, Josh, and Jackie for the rest of the ride home, and he informed me how everyone back home was.

~That evening~

"Am I going to your house, or mine?" I asked Damon as he helped me out of Klaus's plane and into his Camero.

"You can go to yours, just DON'T go outside when you don't have someone else with you." Damon ordered.

I nodded and used Damon's phone to tell everyone where I was going to be.

'Hey. I'm finally almost home! I'll be staying at my house; you guys should come meet me! I miss you all so much. x Elena'

I sent the message and sat back in the car, watching the familiar scenery go by. We pulled into my crowded driveway and everyone rushed to Damon's car.

I looked around at all the familiar faces; Stefan, Caroline, Jeremy, Alaric, Matt, Bonnie, and Tyler. A smile as big as the moon grew on my face and I practically jumped out of the car as soon as it was stopped. I ran up to Jeremy first, throwing my arms around him and bawling my eyes out.
"Jer," I murmured into his neck happily. "God I missed you so much!"

Jeremy's dark brown hair was in my eyes and Kol's happy face flashed into my mind. I banished it away, not wanting to think about how Damon took me away from him so suddenly. I pulled away and went to hug Caroline, Stefen, Bonnie, Alaric, Matt and last but not least Tyler. Tyler and I had never been very close, but it was still nice to see him in one piece. After I finished hugging Tyler, I started to cry again and went to hug Jeremy, for what would be the second out of fifty times. We all went inside, because it was getting dark and a bit chilly out. Jeremy and Caroline broke out the alcohol and pizza and we all gathered around the kitchen table, not a peep of protest out of Alaric's mouth about the alcohol.

Kol's POV (A/N: will be short and somewhat skippy because of….SPOILERS if it wasn't (; )

I walked out of my room, the scent of Elena…and Zach filling the hall. I whooshed into the living room, surprised to see a hole in my window. I appeared at the edge and stared out into the day, not surprised to see them both hit the pavement and make their way to a car that just screamed property of a cocky Salvatore. I cursed and jumped out the window. As I fell through the crisp morning air, I ripped the keys out of my pocket, unlocked and started up my car. I hit the ground running (literally!) and leaped into the car, speeding off after…what was his name…ah yes, Damon. We zoomed around cars and through parking lots until we reached the airport. Damon and Elena were already out of the car and over the fence by the time I got out of my car. I sat on the hood of my car in defeat, a pissed off expression on my face, as I watched Damon jump about 10 feet into the air and him and Elena land inside the plane. A few moments later, when the plane zoomed over my head, I saw Elena look down at me sadly. I looked away and when they passed by I kicked Damon's rent-a-car and cursed, ripping off the door and chucking it angrily at the fence. I needed to get her back, or they'd kill my chances of anything. I got back in my car and went to pick up some…things…before I continued my journey.

Elena's POV

Everyone except Alaric had left, and Caroline said she'd be back in an hour or two to keep an eye on me. Jeremy was out looking for jobs. It was about 7 pm and I'd been home for around 2 hours.

~Flashback~

Damon looked at me, sadness in his icy blue eyes. "Alaric was the one who killed Bill Forbes and the medical examiner."

My jaw dropped and I exclaimed, "What?! No! Alaric isn't a murderer Damon!"

Damon nodded solemnly, "His alter ego is…Bonnie gave him some herbs to take to suppress it. As long as he takes his medicine he'll be fine."

My brow furrowed and I said, "It's all my fault! I'm the one who told him to stay and take care of us. He tried to give me back the ring but I told him to keep it! If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have had a crazy alter ego!"

"Don't do that, Elena." Damon said forcefully. "It's not your fault."

I sighed and agreed with Damon. "Will Jeremy and I be okay if he stays with us?"

"I think so, but keep this on you at all times." He handed me a new cell phone and a syringe.

"What's in the syringe?" I asked, pocketing the items.

"Sedative." Damon simply replied. The plane pulled into the runway and we climbed out.

~Flashback ends~

Alaric was lounging on the couch lazily watching television, while I was in the kitchen washing dishes from the little party we had.

"Are there any dishes in there, Ric?" I called to him, my back to the living room. I submerged my hands in the soapy water, happy with the normalness of the evening. I scrubbed the dishes and waited for Ric to answer.

"Ric?" I called, drying off my hands. I made my way into the living room and saw him asleep on the couch. I smiled down at him and picked up the last plate and cup. After I had washed them off, I decided to go unpack in my room.

I took the last pair of bottoms out of my suitcase and put them away, stowing the suitcase under my bed. My throat itched from the little dust in my room, so I went downstairs to get myself a drink. Ric was sitting up now, staring at the television. Opening the cupboard, I pulled out a glass.

"Hey! Do you want anything to drink while I'm in here?" I called to him as I grabbed myself a glass and shut the cupboard door. Behind the door stood Alaric, looking a bit sleepy.

"No, I'm okay." He narrowed his eyes down at me and my heart stuttered.

'Please, please, please don't be alter ego,' I prayed urgently.

I nodded, trying to seem normal.

"So, what all did Damon tell you?" he asked.

"Um, just how Jeremy got his job back at the grill, and I got caught up on all the teenager drama at the party." I said nonchalantly, not mentioning I knew about the alter ego. I shrugged and walked over to the fridge, getting some water from the freezer door's faucet. I kept my body aimed towards him, not wanting to be backstabbed.

"Teenage vampire drama," he sighed, almost sneering vampire.

I laughed nervously and nodded. "Are you okay? You seem…off…"

A look passed over his face, leaving his features hardened. He brushed away the hardened look and plastered a fake smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes.

"Of course I am."

I opened the fridge's door, blocking him from view. "Alright-y then." I grabbed a small piece of cold pizza.

"Do you ever think your parents would approve of with your vampire drama?" I heard him say roughly. My eyes widened and I shut the door, setting my pizza on the kitchen table. I didn't reply as I walked around the table, putting distance between us. "Give me back Alaric," I whispered as I grabbed a napkin. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and sent four letters to Damon.

'A. Ego!'

(A/N: Ric in italics is the alter ego Ric...I wasn't sure when he popped up so I decided now would be a good time ;) )

I would've typed s.o.s. but Ric knocked the phone from my hand and slammed me roughly against the kitchen counter.

"You vampire sympathizers are all the same," he snarled, drawing a knife from behind him.

"Ric, please. Don't do this." I pleaded with Ric as he drew the knife up to my face, dragging the dull side of the blade against my cheek, pressing lightly. I whimpered softly and Ric laughed.

"You see, Elena, I have to. You just don't seem to get that vampires are bad! I mean seriously! You've dated a vampire and your best friends are vampires. They're killers, all of them. They'll spare you while they need you, but as soon as your not needed, or you piss them off-" he flipped the blade over and gently dragged the sharp point down my jaw and close to my artery. "BOOM- they kill you." He softly stabbed the point into my neck, just centimeters from the artery that most vampires aimed for. I was trembling now, looking into Ric's eyes.
"I'm not a vampire, and neither are you. You're not a killer Ric. I'm like the daughter you didn't watch grow up. Why would you kill me? It wouldn't do any good." I said meekly.

Ric's face stayed neutral as he removed the tip from my neck and continued dragging the dull side across my face and around my artery.
"I can't learn a lesson if you kill me," I whispered. I saw and heard my phone vibrate on the floor and I used that distraction to reach down into my pocket-but I realized, I didn't have any pockets…not in these sweats that I had changed into…Ric saw me pat where my pockets would be and growled, bringing the knife close to my face again…

DUN DUN DUN DUNNN! Well, I won't be able to update for a few months because I have a computer allergy! ): sorry!

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haha, I'm just kidding, I'll update asap. I'm evil, I know ;D