Stefan POV

"Look at you, all retro." I turned to see Damon slowing to a stop in front of me, "What are you doing here?" I asked him with a cold look in my eyes. I don't want him here, "Why wouldn't I be here? Bonnie deactivated the Gilbert invention, Isobel is gone and it's Founder's Day! I'm here to eat cotton candy and steal your girl."

"Which one?" I taunted, his smirk fell from his face and he glared at me; I hit a nerve there, "Don't start with me, Damon," I warned when he opened his mouth to say some witty remark. "Oh, you started this Stefan with that whole 'I'm insecure, leave Lilith alone' speech; I'm enjoying that."

"As long as you heard it."

"What? You have no sense of humour, Stefan." Ha, no! Of course I do, "Actually I've no sense of 'Damon humour'." He raised a questioning brow, "'Damon humour'… Hey look, I get it, I get it. I'm the better, hotter, superior choice and you're scared, now that Katherine and Kathleen are out of the picture; that I'm gonna turn all my attention to Lily. But don't worry; Lilith is not Kathleen."

Hotter? Pfft, I won Elena over, Damon; not you! "You're right; she's not." Damon's face was inches from mine in a rather threatening manner when Damon's eyes suddenly looked at something behind me and they screamed 'holy shit' like a mad man, I turned around to see Elena and Lilith talking to each other in low voices.

It looked like Lilith was explaining something to Elena, "Oh my god," I whispered; they look just like them! Lilith had soft curls framing her face in a half up-do while Elena had tight curls, they were wearing corset gowns and they looked like they finished what they were arguing about. They turned towards us and a smirk latched onto Lilith's face while a soft smile on Elena's, they both curtseyed at the same time and I swear my heart stopped at how beautiful Lilith was.

Oh fuck. . .

Lilith POV

"Lilith, Rick!" Damon hissed and I just glanced at him; Alaric's arm was around my shoulder and a lot of students were whispering while staring, "Yeah?" Rick responded, I could feel Damon's cold gaze at me as I tucked the loose curls I had behind my ear; I'm still having this confused, pissed thing towards the Salvatores but mostly at Damon.

I mean, how could he care about Elena? That bitch is brain-dead and just plain dramatic to the core, "You keep those nifty little vampire darts in the car?" Damon asked, "Yeah, why do you ask?" Rick answered as he scooted over closer to me. "Because this square is crawling with tomb vampires; I think we might need a stake or two."

I raised my brows as I straighten up; Rick's arm fell from my shoulders as I patted my back pockets to check if my gun is there, I sighed in relief and looked up at Damon. "I thought I killed most of them?" I asked lowly and Damon shrugged, "More of them, I guess."

I frowned at his unhelpful answer, "Right," I grumbled as I start to leave; I noticed Alaric wasn't following me so I turned around. "Rick, hurry up!" he sighed and as he jogged towards me, my eyes shifted to Damon who was grabbing Elena's hand and speed-walking somewhere.

"You know what? Screw you," I spat at Bonnie; Damon's in there and I'm not going to let him die, "You're useless." I held the hot doorknob and cringed as it burned my hand; I forced it open and ran through the fire, "LILITH!"

"Stefan, don't!" Elena yelled and tears of pain streamed down my face as the flames licked my arm and right leg, the fire suddenly dimmed and I looked around to find Damon. "Lilith?" his weak groan was heard and my eyes snapped towards him, "Damon," I breather, "Come on," I coughed as I picked him up and limped up the stairs.

We exit the building with burns and lungs full of smoke; I dropped Damon to the ground as I looked up teary-eyed at Stefan who looked relieved out of his mind.