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"Look what we have here, the sarcastic vampire." Mason snickered with Jules in the background doing the same. Damon wasn't scared of two puppies. He joined in their laughter, but when he did, they stopped laughing altogether. Mason dove forward, faster than a human eye could have caught and stabbed a stake in between Damon's ribs. Damon howled in pain and yanked the stake out. It clattered to the ground, blood spraying from Damon's wound.

"This is John Varavatos, dude. Dick move." Damon examined the new hole in his leather jacket. Mason and Jules exchanged glances. He shouldn't have healed so quickly, and been so calm about it. Damon was making them nervous with his laid back attitude.

"Where's your girlfriend?" Mason asked, acquiring a cocky grin.

"Elsewhere." Damon was keeping Elena out of harm's way, even while she was a vampire. Damon blurred to Jules so he was only about five feet away. "Tell me what you want or you'll both die tonight." Damon wanted to tear them both limb from limb right there and then, but not without the information they held.

"No!" Mason stepped forward. Damon laughed at Mason's attempt to block Jules from him.

"It always comes down to the love of a women, doesn't it?" A pang of sadness struck Damon. Mason appeared not sure whether to be embarrassed or mad that Damon seemed to get that he loved Jules, even without her knowing. "I've been in love." Damon's eyes looked off into the distance, remembering Katherine. "It's painful, pointless and overrated." He left out all the feelings he had now because of Elena. It would do him no good to get mushy with people who wanted him dead. Besides, he didn't need them knowing how much he loved Elena; that would only provoke them to kill her slowly.

"Stefan, why do you taunt him?" Elena was angry with Stefan.

"Elena!" Stefan took Elena's hands in his. "Just please, listen!" He begged her, but it was no use. Elena took her hands out of his, and turned away hopelessly.

"Grow up, Stefan." Elena glared at Stefan and walked away.

From Stefan's, Elena went home to bed. Not only was she physically beat, she was also mentally tired. She kicked off her shoes and shed her t-shirt so she was lying on her stomach in a tank top and jeans. After approximately twenty minutes of lying awake, Elena finally fell asleep. When she awoke an hour later she was no longer in her bed, or anywhere she recognized. She lifted herself off the damp, hard earth and took a look around. What the hell was going on? Elena touched her temples and hoped she was dreaming. After a while, Elena considered that maybe she was awake. Weirder thing's have happened… sorta.Elena tried telling herself she would be OK. Without having to search, Elena spotted a person standing at the end of the long road she was on. She raced to whoever they were, taking in sharp breaths of the freezing air. The air itself seemed to have a watery, smoky taste.

"Hello, Elena." It was a women who greeted her.

"I don't know you…" Elena was more confused than she had been ten minutes ago. "How did I get here?" Elena looked around and suddenly felt very claustrophobic.

The women laughed. "I'm Isobel," Elena eyed the women, looking for more of an explanation, "I'm your mother." Elena felt light headed. What? How could she have two mothers? Elena's heart hammered and her fingers were numb with cold.

"That can't be…" Elena was confused and scared. This women was claiming to be her mother, and she had somehow gotten Elena here without waking her up. What in the world was going on…?

Cliff hanger? Definitely! :)