Damon filled the sheriff on the events that unfolded, deciding not to leave the part out about Katherine. He didn't tell her about their history, but only the most important parts; that she was a crazy vampire and that she looked like Elena.

"Well this should be fun…" she replied humorlessly. "Now I don't know if when Elena approaches me it's her or a killer vampire…"

"You could always make up a code word…." Damon said with a shrug.

"Why do they look alike and does Elena know about her? Does she know about any of this?" she asked tiredly.

Damon decided he didn't really need to lie about this point because it would be pointless. "As for the resemblance, I assume it's because they are related and yes, she knows about her."

"Stefan and I found it wise to let her in on it since she's got an evil double out there. So she knows, but she isn't involved in it any further. Like tonight she's only here because of Jeremy," Damon said, wanting to move on from that part of the story.

"Why was she in scrubs sitting with her hand bandaged then?" she asked confused.

"She hurt her hand earlier today. As for the scrubs, it beats me. She came to the hospital when she heard about Jeremy…She believes it was just a random animal attack," Damon said, hoping she fell for the lie.

"Hopefully we can keep it that way," she said sighing. "I don't want any more lives lost in this town."

"Well hopefully with Rio out of the picture we can at least sleep a little easier. I don't think the other two will react against the town knowing what happened wasn't anyone's fault but hers," Damon said honestly.

She shook her head looking unconvinced and then let out a sigh of relief. "I still don't trust them in the least. I think that I will have someone posted to keep an eye on them in the meantime…either that or form some kind of pact so that we don't always have to watch our backs."

"I leave that up to you," Damon said, now feeling impatient. "If we're done here, however, I'd like to make sure my brother's ok. He got a little scratched up tonight and I want to make sure it's nothing serious."

"Of course, Damon. Thanks for your help. It means a lot to me. I'm only sorry I wasn't there tonight and that your brother got hurt," she said sadly.

"And I'm sorry for your loss," Damon said with a frown.

She nodded her head and held back tears. "It's easier to take in knowing that Rio's dead."

"I only imagine you wished you could have taken him down yourself."

"Yeah…" she whispered. "Night, Damon."

"Night Liz," he said, leaving the room they stepped into and out into the waiting room where he last left Elena and Bonnie.

However, when he walked in he only saw Bonnie sitting there.

"Elena bailing Jeremy out?" Damon asked as he approached Bonnie.

"She went off to be alone for a sec and have a moment," Bonnie said sadly.

"You left her alone?" Damon asked in surprise.

"Relax. She's in that utility closet across the way. I watched her go in."

Damon looked at the closet for a minute debating whether to say goodbye before he left to go look for Stefan. Then he rolled his eyes and debated even leaving since that meant leaving her with only Bonnie.

"I don't suppose you could use your little witch powers to check up on Stefan and make sure he's not bleeding to death somewhere, could you? Cause otherwise I have the tedious job of hunting him down," he said, shaking his head.

"Wow, asking me to do you a favor now?" Bonnie said, raising her brows in surprise.

"Well it's more a favor for Elena. I don't think she'd like to deal with a dead Stefan. She'd need a better place than a utility closet to go have a moment in, then," he said with a smirk.

She rolled her eyes and sighed. "I need something of his to locate him though."

Damon thought hard… "I have no reason to have anything of his…oh wait does blood work, because I got some of his blood on my shirt. It belonged to him…I'll have to give the dry cleaning bill…"

"That'll work," Bonnie said.

"You want me to strip for you," Damon joked, wagging his brows.

"Just point out to the spot and I'll go from there," Bonnie said impatiently.

Damon opened his jacket revealing a small blood stain near his chest. Bonnie placed her hand on it and concentrated. After a moment she flinched and her eyes shot open.

"What? If he's out hunting a poor little puppy, sorry you had to look," Damon said with a grin.

"Oh he's not hunting puppies…"Bonnie said slowly, still surprised. "Stefan's…with Katherine."

"Is he fighting her? Is she killing him?" Damon asked, now a bit worried.

"They were kissing in the woods…" Bonnie said now looking disgusted. "And he wasn't putting up a fight…Stefan was kissing Katherine," she repeated in surprise

From behind Damon, Bonnie heard a gasp. They turned their heads to see Elena standing there her eyes wide with tears and shock etched on her face. In seconds, she turned around and ran away down the hall.

"I should go after her," Bonnie said getting up.

"I'll take it from here...Damon said with a sigh. "I can get there faster and I think Elena might be a little pissy about your vision, not like it's your fault," he said quickly at the look on her face.

"Just tell her to call me," Bonnie said, sounding resigned. "I'm going to talk to Miss Forbes first anyways."

"Have fun with that one," Damon said sarcastically, as he stared at the door to the stairwell and counted away some seconds to give her a head start before making his way up himself.

Elena ran as fast as she could to the stairs and flung the door open, running up the flights as fast as she could. She needed fresh air and soon. She also needed to let out some of the emotions swirling around and running seemed to be the best way to do it.

When she reached the top, she opened the door marked do not enter and forced it open. The crisp night air hit her face as she walked out onto the roof and took in deep breaths after her climb. She felt like screaming at the top of her lungs; something to release the pile on of emotions that threatened to consume her.

"What did I ever do!" She yelled out as she walked around the roof and looked out on the town. Finding a lose brick sticking out low on the wall, she gave it a harsh kick and kept kicking at it angrily. She gave it one final blow, bringing her leg out behind her for a long swing and finally dislodged it, making her lose her balance at the last moment. She landed unceremoniously on her butt and didn't get up.

She just sat there glaring at it as if it had done something wrong. "What's wrong with me…am I cursed," she said to herself. "If people aren't dying around me, they're making out with the people who are fucking me over," she continued as she shed angry tears. "What the hell is wrong with you Stefan…" she murmured.

A part of her tried to reason that there was a good explanation for what Bonnie saw. She didn't know if she was willing to give Stefan the benefit of a doubt. For all she knew, it's was an uncontrollable urge after a vampire fed on human blood. Or maybe he was playing along so he could attack.

"He's mounting an attack alright…" she muttered humorlessly. "More like mounting someone…"

"Ooh, I like this Elena humor," Damon said, appearing beside her. "I didn't think you had it in you to be almost Damon-esque."

She turned her head away from him, not wanting to see him right now. She didn't question how he found her either; he was as quiet and efficient as a predator.

"Can you just go…I just want to be alone." It was bad enough that her boyfriend was out making out and doing god knows whatever with Katherine. But to have Damon who'd already done the deed here was just another reminder of how much like crap she actually felt.

"Oh don't be all broody like…brooding doesn't suit you," he said, changing his path at the look on Elena's face. "You'll wrinkle that face of yours and I know girls hate that."

"It would make me look different than Katherine at least," she said still frowning. "Apparently that's all I am ….a placeholder for the real thing…you made that clear yourself."

Damon, for once, looked like he was at a loss for words. "I'm not good at these kinds of conversations, Elena. But trust me when I say that you are who you are and could never be her replacement because besides your looks, there is nothing to compare. You are the exact opposite of everything she is and could never be."

She turned to face him and gave him a weak smile. "Flattery isn't really working…"

"Yeah, I figured as much…"

"So is her master plan to sleep with both of you? Because if that's it maybe she'll leave soon then," Elena shot out miserably.

"Ha… if that's all she wanted, I would have thought of that sooner so that she'd be gone," Damon replied. "But she made it clear to me that Stefan and I didn't really mean anything to her and if we did, it was Stefan she would choose at the end of the night…"

Now it was Elena's turn to feel sorry for Damon. "She said that to you?"

"In ten words or less, yes. And not that I'd ever stand up for Stefan, but I think there was a moment's weakness on his part. He could never sleep with her, so I think the kiss was something Bonnie saw at the wrong time," Damon said, mulling things over. "Or he's doing the dirty…."

"Whatever the case is, I'm sick of feeling like shit," Elena murmured. "So I have an idea and I'm going to need your help…that is, after I get Jeremy home."

Damon raised his brows in surprise and gave her a wicked smile. "What do you have in mind?"

Stefan rolled so that Katherine would be under him as he kissed her. He was hoping that he could distract her enough to grab something, a branch, a rock; anything that could be used as a weapon. While he was finding it hard to resist her, he fought against it and thought of Elena. He nibbled at her neck while his hand searched the side for something, but he came up short.

He was about to give up and go when he spotted something above her head—a broken tree root. Slowly he reached for it, keeping his hold on Katherine when he felt something sharp pierce his shoulder. HE yelled out and rolled off Katherine and onto the floor.

"What the hell?" Katherine asked breathlessly, looking at Stefan in surprise. There was what looked like a bullet wound in his shoulder, the blood blossoming out around the wound.

"Sorry for the interruption, but you know it's quite uncouth to go at it in public," Klaus said, coming from the woods with a gun in his hand. "It's not wooden, so it shouldn't be that bad lover boy."

Katherine hissed as she stood up, brushing the branches and leaves out of her hair. "I thought you left after our conversation we had earlier. You still spying on me?"

In the meantime, Stefan reached into his shoulder and pulled the bullet out, wincing as he went along. It didn't take long for it to start to heal up. Within seconds he was on his feet and narrowing his gaze at Klaus.

"I'd hardly call it spying when I heard some epic wolf cries and smelled fresh blood. I would be called here whether you were here or not," Klaus said cocking his head to the side.

"So you shot him out of spite? Real nice… head's up, I'm not your girlfriend and I don't need some jealousy act," she said with a pout.

"I did you a favor, princess. He was going to kill you while you were all over him. It's true," he said at her disbelieving look.

Stefan kept his face blank and shook his head to deny Klaus' claim. "I wasn't What would I do, choke you to death with my super human strength" He said with a careless shrug "…but kissing you was a mistake that won't happen again. It was a moment of weakness and blood loss on my part" he said stonily.

"Your little infatuation is lying to you," Klaus said with a chuckle. "Regardless Mr. Salvatore, I did warn you that if you try to harm or kill her, I would retaliate…it would be a shame to lose your little girlfriend…if you still call her that after your little party on the floor with Katherine."

"Were you going to kill me, Stefan?" Katherine asked in a whisper, looking Stefan in the eye.

Stefan decided to stick to the lie. He didn't need an even more vengeful Katherine on his hands; he thought that it was something Damon would do in this situation. "No," he said looking her deep in the eyes.

"Well whatever really did happen," she said, still deciding if she believed him. "I know that there's still hope for you yet to come to me…After all, Damon did."

Stefan's eyes shot up at that comment. He supposed he wasn't too surprised since he had caught their scent together in town, but what did it mean then? Was he on her side? What surprised him the most, however was that anger wasn't the only emotion high on his list.

"You slept with Damon?" he asked, scrunching his brows.

"You almost sound jealous," she said with a triumphant smirk. "But yes….I'd rather have you, though."

"Go to hell," he spat out.

"Wow Katherine, after all these years you still can't make up your mind…I can make it up for you," Klaus said, his eyes lighting up dangerously.

"That won't be necessary," Stefan said before Klaus did something to attack him. "I'm leaving. Just know that next time, I will actually try to kill you."

Katherine stared off at him as he took off running into the woods.

"You always ruin all my fun," she snarled at Klaus, who laughed at her.

"Well I'm just glad you can't ruin mine," he said with a wink as he headed away in the other direction.

See, I was nice this chapter. No evil cliffhangers, lol. Hope you like it and review. Title song is by Theory of a Deadman dedicated to Elena. Cheers. P.S. OMG so it's Tuesday, which means that in 2 days we will fInAlLy be watching the premiere! AHHHH!