A/N: Hey all! I know that it's been forever since I update this story. I'm hoping that this new chapter makes up for my absence. Thanks so much for reading & enjoy! :)

Dangerous Minds- Chapter Twenty-Four

Caroline

"How long are we going to be lying to her?" I stammer out the next morning, slamming the door behind me as Tyler places his face into his hands and rubs them against his skin vigorously. It's been a very long 48 hours and as much as we prepared for this. I didn't realize how unprepared we actual were.

"We're lying to everyone, Caroline. Those people in there think this is their safe house. Truthfully, it's their death trap." He tells me as I lean against the wall, closing my eyes. If they find out that we're working with the FBI. That Tyler and I are actually two very well trained undercover informants. They'll probably kill us to be able to get away.

"We need to get the girl away from her." I comment, watching as my husband finally lifts up his head and laughs, almost as if he's amused by our predicament.

"And, how the hell are we going to do that, sweetheart? That would draw suspicion." He tells me as I shake my head, pushing myself away from the wall and pacing the floor. "Fine then. Call him, Tyler. Tell him that we have her here and that he needs to come. That he needs to come all alone. Because we both know that if they all show up with their guns blazing that Elena and Enzo will run. They need to trust us, Tyler and we need to keep this up until it's over. Now, call him. Do it, now!" I comment, hearing footsteps in the hallway as I place my fingers against my lips and Tyler removes his fingers away from the screen of his cell phone.

Breathing in deep, I open the door with a smile, allowing a low moan to escape past my lips as I turn back towards my husband and blow him a kiss. "Damn it, babe! That was amazing, woah." I'm smirking when Elena glances up at me with confusion in her brown eyes and a shake of her head.

"Sorry that we've kept you waiting. Tyler has to make a phone call for work. I guess we got a little carried away with one another." I tell her laughing as she nods her head, heading towards the kitchen when we both hear Addy running into it, telling her mother that she's hungry.

"I'll make us breakfast!" I exclaim, trying to play off my attitude as cool and collected, instead of overly anxious about what I'm going to do…Bring down one of the nation's top ten fugitives with just one simple phone call.

Tyler

Pacing the floor, my shaking hands glance down at my phone before I inhale deeply. I'm about to bring destruction into the lives of so many people by making this call. However, I know that I need to do this to ensure my own safety and Caroline's as well. We were witnesses to one of Elena's old crimes and since then, we've been working with the FBI to help find her. They had known when she popped back onto their radar in Italy, just months before that she'd come back to the states in search of someone she trusts. And, that person was my wife, Caroline. We had been friends in High School and since they, kept in touch from time to time. Whenever Elena seemed to be in a jam, Caroline would help her out of them. Until about two years ago when we got in trouble with the law ourselves for writing some fraudulent checks, our relationship with Elena came into question. To which, Caroline had to answer for. Klaus Mikaelson, was the lead agent in the case and he offered us a deal. We tell him everything we know in exchange for a reduced sentence and for our help in catching Elena since she trusted us and was in fact going to eventually reach out to us again. So, you'd imagine our surprise when after a long time of not hearing from her, Enzo called us out of the blue, asking for our helping in hiding her and the little girl.

The dial tone at the other end makes my heart beat quicken when he finally answers with a rough tone. "Agent Mikaelson." He says in an all business-like tone. I'm hesitant at first, clearing my throat and trying to speak. But, nothing comes out as he says a stern "Hello?" into the phone. Finally, my words spill out as I state in a soft and low tone. "Agent Mikaelson. You told me to call you if I had any new information on Elena Gilbert. Well, I have some news." I tell him, hearing as he coughs out a breath, sounding a lot more intrigued than before.

"What do you have for me, Tyler?" He asks, I can feel my pulse pick up and my palms sweat while I stammer out. "She's in Finley, North Dakota. At my house. Some guy who's been helping her asked us to keep them safe and now, she's here. She hasn't been here long. But, she's here right now, unarmed, with the little girl."

"What?" Klaus asks, waiting for my clarification as I tell him that I'm being serious and that he needs to come as soon as possible.

"I'm telling you to come out here as soon as you can before someone tips her off and she runs again! Listen to me, come out here without your guns blazing. She can't know that we tipped you off, Klaus. Since our agreement was that she couldn't know that we've been working with you." I tell him, adding in the address to our house before I hang up the phone in my hands.

Stepping out of the room, I nearly slam into Enzo as he gives me a curious look. There's a sudden look of worry on his face as he smiles at me nervously before he asks. "Everything alright, mate?"

Nodding, I glance down at my phone with a laugh, wiggling my cell phone in the palm of my hands. "Yeah, just work stuff." I comment, patting him on the shoulder as I attempt to calm myself down just as Caroline shouts from downstairs. "Boys! Breakfast is ready!"

Stefan

"Ugh, What!" Rolling over on my side, I wipe away the sleepiness from my eyes as I remember the events from the other night. Ella and I, drunk together….Slept together again…We slept together twice in the last 48 hours and drank together….Shit! Grabbing my cell phone off of the end table next to my bed, I turn my head to see that the other side of my king size mattress is empty this time around. Ella's gone and all she seems to have left behind was a note that reads simply. "This. You and Me. It was a mistake, let's not make it awkward and talk about it at work. I'm sorry, Stefan. But, I can't do this with you." I crumple up the note, tossing it on to the floor as I feel my cell phone still vibrating in my hand and I answer it in a groggy tone. It's late in the evening already and I was too hung over to come into work. Although, my phone keeps buzzing and because of that, I answer it.

"Agent Salvatore." He hears me say, inhaling sharply before he clears this throat and says in a low voice.

"Stefan. We need you down at the office now! I don't have much time to explain. But, you better be here fast." He's very vague in his remarks as I pull my aching feeling body up from the mattress. "I suggest you avoid turning on your Television before you come in too." Elijah adds in as I rub the sleepy and tired feeling away from my eyes again, trying to reorient myself with my surroundings.

What the hell exactly happened last night? How long have I been asleep for and how much did Ella and I really drink? God, I can't remember anything really.

"What happened?" I ask him, pressing for answers as I stand on my slightly wobbly legs.

"We found her, Stefan. We found them both." He explains, causing my whole body to feel numb as my eyes grow wide and I quickly pick up my clothes off of the floor, telling him that I'll be there as soon as I can.

"Agent Salvatore. I want you to think about something, long and hard before you come in here." Elijah says to me in a stern tone as I exhale deeply, pressing the phone closer to my ear while putting my pants back on and then my t-shirt.

"Elijah. I've thought about everything in the last few weeks, the last few months and years. Believe me, I'm pretty sure I know what you're about to say. I-." Cutting me off with a small uneasy laugh, I can picture him shaking his head.

"Addison's waiting for Damon to get back. He's still in North Dakota, finishing things up. Bonnie's on her way. But, she's stuck in traffic and won't be here for at least another hour. So, she's alone. As for Elena, she's not speaking to anyone. To be quite honest, the only person she wants to speak with..Is you." He informs me as I run my hands through my hair, nervously biting my lip and closing my eyes. I can't believe I'm about to come face to face with her- after all these years. Her and I. Together again. Just not in the way that I had imagined at all.

"Okay. I'll be prepared. But, I want to see Addison first." I comment, hearing him tell me that she's being interviewed at the moment and that she should be ready to talk by the time that I get there.

"I'll be there soon." I comment, ending the phone call as I grab my keys off the dining table in my apartment. Taking a deep breath, I say a silent prayer and hope it doesn't go heard upon deaf ears. "Please God, let her still have a small piece of the girl I once knew inside of her….The one I used to love. Please show me that the Elena I knew isn't completely gone."

"Uncle Stefan!" Addison yells out, running past a bunch of FBI agent's as she jumps into my arms and I hold her firmly against my chest, my hand pressed gently against her hair. I kiss her cheeks, tears streaming down my face while I take a seat with Addison in my arms and she glances up at me, wiping away my tears. "Why are you crying?" She asks, confusion spreading across her beautiful features as I move a strand of her brown hair away from her face and kiss the tip of her nose. Examining her to make sure that's okay and in once piece, given back to me, unharmed.

"I've just missed you very much sweetheart." I tell her, pulling her against my chest as I sit with her in my arms for a few minutes, thanking God that she's safe.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" I hear in the distance, my eyes following the sound to hear Bonnie's voice cracking as she runs towards us, scooping Addison up into arms, pulling her away from me as she kisses her face and I watch my own daughter glance at my brother's wife with such love and joy in her eyes as she says. "I'm okay, momma. I'm okay!"

"Oh, my sweet baby girl! Thank God, you're safe!" Bonnie says in a joyous tone, tears streaming down her face as she twirls Addison in her arms and they both laugh. I sit there, wiping away my own tears as I watch them be reunited with each other and I feel pained by the truth. Would I still be feeling like this if she knew the truth? Would my heart be aching this much for Addison if she only knew that I was the one who she was supposed to be really calling "Daddy!" Instead of my brother?

Probably not.

I keep silent though, allowing Bonnie and my daughter to have their moment while thinking about how nervous Damon must be as he makes his way back here to see Addison. However, I'm not given much more time to sulk before Elijah steps in front me, handing me a case file. "She wants to see you." He instructs, giving me a knowing look as I stand up, flipping open the file. I feel my head spin as I think about it. I'm about to come face to face with her, the girl that I had once wanted to give the world to. The one who's haunted me all these years….Elena.

"Are you sure about this? Stefan, we can find someone else to interrogate her." He tells me, walking with me down the hallway as I stand in front of the door that leads to the interrogation room.

"No. I want to do it. I promise, I'll get the answers we need." I comment in a reassuring tone, pushing open the door as I feel my pulse quicken the moment our eyes meet and she smiles that lovely and nearly dream like smile at me when she says in a soft tone. "Hello, Stefan."

Elena

The look in his green eyes seems to be distant and disengaged as he steps inside and the heavy door to the interrogation room slams shut behind him. Stefan slams the file on the table in front of me as I go to reach for it, remembering quickly that my hands are chained with handcuffs to the table and my feet are fastened together too.

"Well, Well. Did your brother tell you that I decided to surrender peacefully? I mean, we're both in once piece and as you know, I'd never do anything to hurt her. Since, she is mine. But, look at you. If it isn't the prestigious and very alluring Agent Stefan Salvatore. It suits you, this job. You still look hot, even after all these years." I comment in a taunting tone, my brown eyes glistening as he clears his throat, ignoring my taunting. "Must be a real ego boost knowing that you and your team caught one of the most wanted women in the nation. How's that feel, by the way, Stefan? Does that make you feel all good inside?" I ask him, licking my bottom lip in a seductive manner as he takes a seat across from me, his face stone cold and emotionless.

"I want you to tell me why you did it?" He asks without skipping a beat, crossing his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side and waiting for a reply.

"Let's not act like you don't know. That's silly to act like you don't know what they did to me and why I took her. That they, your parents, took her away from me first and forced me to be without my daughter! Stefan, we both know that your parents had a way bigger role in this than I ever did! They should be chained and hauled in here too. Not just me." I comment, my eyes searching his for any shred of the young man that I once knew. I can see it in his darkened green gaze, he's searching for the person I once was too.

"My parents have nothing to do with this! Right now, we're talking about you. And, the crimes you've committed to cover up your tracks. The fact that you stole my brother's daughter right from under-." Scoffing at his words with my cold demeanor, I shake my head suddenly hysterically laughing.

"So, that's what you all have been telling her? None of you have had the guts or the balls to tell her that she's not Bonnie or Damon's daughter? So, you haven't told her at all that I'm her mother and that you're her father?" I ask him, watching as he suddenly fidgets in his seat. Smiling, I lock my eyes on to him. "Well, looks like I've just hit a nerve. Jackpot. We have a winner. Truth must kill you inside to see them raising our little girl!"

"I guess I knew that none of you told her, when she was in the car with me and there was a small moment when she said that she wanted her mommy Bonnie." My eyebrows lift as I tilt my head to the side, finishing my words. "I suppose that Bonnie's been a better mother anyways. So, at least you picked someone she could look up to. Unlike myself, a cold-hearted bitch with a criminal past. Let's not pretend that's what you think I am."

Stefan opens the case file, tapping his fingernails against the steel table as he states with an annoyed tone. "Are you done yet?"

"No, actually. I like annoying you. It makes me think that you've got a very dangerous side to you and I'm digging into it. I wonder how much darkness and anger consumes you? Agent Salvatore, are you filled with darkness, just like I am? It makes me wonder what you'd be like under the sheets now? I bet the sex with you is absolutely amazing now, completely emotionless and raw, full of passion. Way better than it was when we were teenagers. Isn't it Stefan? Come on now, you can't deny it and tell me that if things were different that you wouldn't want me at this very moment, still…Am I right?" My question lingers in the air as he stares at me, that same disengaged look in his eyes as he watches me opening my mouth to speak, he cuts me off with another demanding request. "How about cut this bullshit nonsense and we start from the beginning. Elena, how about you tell me this…" His voice trails off as I lean forward, eyeing him cautiously while he looks through the pile of paperwork that's my case file.

"I'll tell you anything you want to know." I comment, hearing him huff out a breath as he shakes his head, frustration evident in the way his body tenses up.

"We both know you won't and that you'll want to lawyer up in about a few minutes." He says as I laugh a little. "Why do all of you agents think that I want a lawyer? Frankly, I know that I'm guilty and most likely I'll rot away in a prison cell for a very long time. So, no. I don't really want a lawyer." I tell him as he licks his fingers, turning the next page. I watch his eyes move downward before he places his finger onto some words and then glances up at me when he says. "Tell me about Italy, Elena. Take me back to the beginning and tell me why you killed Owen Thompson?"

Laughing a little, the pure sinister tone in my voice comes out as I once again lean forward when I state. "I'll tell you, only for a price. Now, I'm only going to tell you about him, Stefan. If you do one thing for me. How about you give me a deal right now. I want a reduced sentence and I want more visits, with you. Because frankly, I want to see how dark you are, Agent Salvatore. How much of me still haunts you?"

A/N: I absolutely LOVE writing for Elena in this story! ;) So, what did you all think about the moment you all have been waiting for?