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Charlene's POV…

As soon as we entered the house, Megan went in the other direction but was stopped by the sound of Trudie's voice saying,

"It's, uh, the kitchen is this way…"

"Oh I knew that!" Megan exclaimed a little bit too loudly as she went in the direction that Trudie said.

Elena and I shared a look and hid a big, huge laugh. A few minutes later, we all stood in the dining room while Trudie went into the kitchen to start the tea.

"We weren't going to come," Elena said as Trudie came back into the dining room. "Well, I didn't think I was, but I was driving, and I hit this spot light, and it made me think about when I was starting to drive and then my mom would always warn me about this blind turn on the left-hand side, and then I was thinking of my real mom, and—I had your address." She stopped in her ranting and looked at Trudie apologetically, "I'm sorry we were barging in."

"It's no problem," Trudie reassured. "It's a surprise though—"She continued once we were all sitting at the table in the dining room, "I haven't thought of Isobel or Amanda in years."

"When was the last time you saw Isobel?" Elena asked curiously.

"About 17 years, ago when she left to have you. We kept in touch for a while…but…well, you know, people drift apart."

I cleared my throat causing Trudie to look at me. "What about our mom, Amanda?" I asked with Megan looking interested in Trudie's wander. I was curious about it too and I was sure it showed on my face.

"Last time, I heard from her was the day before the car crash," Trudie replied. "She told me that she and her daughters were coming to visit me. On the day of the crash, when Amanda died, I thought the two of you were in the crash as well."

Megan looked shocked, "Oh my gosh." My eyes were wide with shock as I nodded in agreement with my best friend.

"But what about Isobel?" Elena questioned. "You don't know where she ended up?"

Trudie shook her head. "She was in Florida for a while," she said. "She was on her own…I know it wasn't easy."

I nodded then another question popped in my mind and I voiced it out loud, "Do you know who Elena's dad or our dad's are?"

"I could never get them to fess up…anyway; she finally put it together, got into college on scholarship."

"Where did she go?"

"Some in North Carolina…Dude…I think," Trudie said. "Smart girl, smart school."

A noise sounded from the kitchen signaling the tea was ready and Trudie stood up.

"Let me go get that," she told us.

We nodded. Staring at Trudie's back, I knew that she was sending a text to Isobel. Maybe it was a bad idea for us to come here…

Third person POV…

"So it's been a few months, where have you've been?" Matt Donavan asked his newly returned mother, Kelly, as he stood at the stove cooking breakfast.

Kelly replied without looking at her son as she stood in front of one of the cabinets in the small kitchen, "Ah, you know, here and there. Never one place too long." She shrugged her shoulders casually, "You know Pete."

"No, actually I don't," Matt said a little snappishly. "Because you never brought him around."

There was an awkward silence as Kelly turned around. "So…" she said as she headed over to her son, "The blonde's the new flavor of the week, huh? Sorry I scared her off."

"She's not a flavor, mom, I like her." Matt crossed his arms as he faced his mom who was now by the small kitchen table.

"So she's the one?" Kelly teased but it sounded bitter.

"No probably not," matt admitted as he turned to face the stove again. "But maybe."

Kelly headed over to the refrigerator, taking out a bottle of vodka as she said, "Mattie, seriously, Lezzie Forbes' daughter." She made a noise of disgust as she sat down.

Matt turned around and looked at her annoyed, "Mom, seriously? Knock it off."

Kelly held up her glass. "Ice please?" she asked in an obviously fake sweet voice.

Matt sighed as he grabbed her glass and opened up the refrigerator. There was a picture on there that showed him, Vicki, and Kelly on it. They didn't look very happy in the picture.

"So…" Matt said as he sat down his mom's drink on the table. Going back over to the stove, he asked, "Have you've seen Vic?"

"No," Kelly replied as she poured her drink into her glass. "But don't worry. She'll come home eventually…when she needs something. I played that game before."

"Are you playing it now?"

Kelly looked surprised at the harshness in Matt's voice, "No."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"You're trying to say I need a reason to come back." Matt sighed turning away from his mom and Kelly smiled, "Sit down eat with me."

Matt sat her plate of food down before sitting down in the seat across from his mom. Kelly leaned forward her hand on her chin.

"Tell me everything I've missed, hmm."

Matt smiled at his mom happy that his mom actually sounded interested and said, "Well, I have two new friends. Their names are Charlene and Megan…"

-0-

Stefan stood in the courtyard, waiting for Ric. The history teacher had called and told him that he needed to speak with him. Finally Ric appeared and came up to Stefan.

"Thanks for meeting me," Ric told Stefan immediately once he was standing in front of the youngest Salvatore. "Something's come up."

"Jenna told you," Stefan said stating the obvious, looking at Ric.

Ric nodded, "Yeah…

"So it's true," Stefan said, a serious look on his face. "That your wife Isobel was Elena's birth mother."

Ric nodded as a serious look appeared on his face as well, "How much does Elena know? And what about Megan and Charlene?"

"About your wife?"

"About everything…about you…your brother."

Stefan nodded. "All of them know what I am, and they know that you know about the vampires," he told him.

"Do they know about Damon and Isobel?"

"No…I couldn't tell them, until I was sure."

"You said you'd help me."

Stefan sighed, "I asked Damon without saying too much. He doesn't remember."

"Ask him again."

"Damon's not stable right now."

Ric scoffed as he glared at Stefan. "You know, he murdered my wife or at the very least made a meal out of her," he snapped. "When has he been stable?"

"I'm telling you not to push it."

"Give me a reason not to," Ric said in a hard voice.

"Your survival how's that for a reason?" Stefan snapped back, beginning to feel frustrated. "I'll handle it, but for now, I need you to let it go."

"Is that what you'll tell Elena? Let it go?"

"I'll tell okay. I promise."

"What about Megan and Charlene? Isobel is their aunt."

"Leave them out of this, especially Megan."

"I need to know what happened," Ric said, "I think you would too."

"Look, Elena wants to know what her birthmother is. Don't you have anything?"

"What do you mean?" Ric aksed.

"I need something more than your wife's name. Elena wants to see what her birth mother looks like and so does Megan and Char. A picture, something I could show Damon."

Rick took out a picture of Isobel and handed it to Stefan, ""You will know what to say to them, right?"

"I'll figure it out," Stefan reassured. "I promise."

With that, he left Ric staring in space.

Charlene's POV...

We were looking at an old school year book. We stopped on the picture that we saw of Isobel, Mandy, and Trudie on the internet. Trudie laughed.

"They came to every game for us," she said. "The football team hadn't won in years. We were the stars…well Mandy and Izzie were. But I was a damn good backup."

Elena smiled, "This is great." She looked at Trudie gratefully, "Thank you for showing us."

"Yeah, thank you," Megan and I said in unison.

Trudie smiled. "You're welcome," she said. She frowned when she saw that we were not drinking the tea that she made for us, "You're not drinking your tea."

Knowing what she was doing, I said, "Oh I'm not a tea person."

"Oh please just try it," Trudie pressed.

"No I'm good," I said starting to feel a little annoyed.

"Just…try it."

I opened my mouth to snap at her but Megan as if she knew what I was about to do, she spoke up before I could do just that.

"Yeah Char, just try it," Megan said giving me a secret look. "Right Elena?" She asked looking over at her cousin.

I rolled my eyes. "Um okay," I said uncertainly.

"Oh. Yeah."

At the same time, we drank the tea. Megan smacked her lips, an odd look on her face as she peered down into the tea sniffing it. She looked at Trudie, still with the odd look on her face.

"Well, um, this is a particular taste," Megan said.

"Yeah, what is it?" I asked, sitting my tea down, not wanting to have another drink of this vervained tea.

Trudie started to look slightly nervously. "Oh, it's some herbal mixture," she replied.

I shook my head narrowing my eyes at the older woman. "No it's not," I said. "I know this taste it's…"

"Vervain," Elena finished with a shocked look on her face. "You know?"

"Know what?"

She tried to sound confused about what Elena was talking about. But I wasn't being fooled.

"You didn't invite us in…"

"And you're serving vervain tea and you persuaded Char into drinking the tea eagerly."

"You knew all along didn't you," I accused, finishing off.

Trudie stood up abruptly, "I think you three should leave."

We stood up as well and I gave the woman a look of disbelief.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I said you three should leave."

Megan looked applauded, "Your kicking us out? But we were great guests to you!"

"I said leave!" Trudie snapped.

"Wait, what are you not telling us?" Elena questioned.

"Please leave," Trudie said as calmly as she could. When we didn't move, she barked, "Now!"

We left the house feeling confused. As soon as the door closed Megan spoke as we headed to Elena's mini-cooper.

"God, she was so rude!" Megan fumed.

Elena and I nodded in agreement. Before we could even go, we felt as if someone was watching us. So we looked and I froze at the sight of the man that killed Trudie later on in the episode.

"We should leave…now!"

We quickly got into the car and drove off quickly as the man started to walk towards us.

Third person POV…

"Bourbon."

Alaric looked up from his drink only to see Damon Salvatore ordering a drink. He looked away just as Damon looked at him.

"Behold the teacher. Don't you have papers to grade?"

Ric glanced at him, drink in hand, "It's, uh, more fun with a buzz."

"Most things are." Damon took a big drink of his bourbon and sat it back down as she said, "Sober's depressing…"

"You don't strike me as someone who gets depressed."

Damon looked at him, "You say that like you know me."

"Nope," Ric said. "Just a hunch."

They looked at each other hard with Damon's eyes narrowing at him suspiciously. The silence was broken by Ric speaking.

"You have a good afternoon."

"Not likely."

Without saying Ric left Damon sitting there. Damon wasn't there by himself for that long when Liz came up to him.

"Daytime drinking, huh?" she asked.

"It's all the rage," Damon said as he drank more.

"Listen, I need a favor."

"You ever been in love?

Liz blinked at the sudden change of subject, "Excuse me?"

Damon continued as if he didn't hear her. "Have you ever been so bent on someone just to have your heart ripped out by them?"

"You forget I was married."

"Oh right, gay husband," Damon said shocking Liz that he knew that. He nodded to the bartender, "She'll have what I'm having." As the bartender poured Liz a drink Damon offered, "Sit down."

Liz sat down and looked over at Damon, "There's fundraiser here tonight that the Founder's con is throwing. The town's most eligible bachelors get raffled for dates, and, well we're short of bachelors."

"Is this what you do when there's no, um, vampires? Organize bachelor's raffles?"

Liz laughed. "Oh, trust me, at this point I miss the vampires," she joked. "Look you're the hero of this town Damon. I know most people don't know it, but you are, and you're single and a catch." She looked at him pleadingly, "Please help me out Carole Lockwood won't let me live it down if I come empty handed."

Damon thought about it as he said, "You know a room full of woman clamoring to win a date with me. Sounds tasty."

Liz took that as a yea and she smiled as she breathed out a sigh of relief. "Thank you," she told him.

"One thing, can you information for me on someone?" Damon asked. At Liz's look that seemed to say 'who is it?', he continued, "Alaric Saltzman, the history teacher. There's just something off about him, and I just—I just wanna make sure that the high school did their homework on this guy."

Liz nodded, "You got it." She scooted her glass of bourbon over to Damon and left as Damon called out,

"Thank you."

Charlene's POV…

After we got back to Mystic Falls, I headed over to the boarding house to check on Damon yet again… I hoped that he was doing better than he was this morning and that he didn't have any more of those girls draped all over him. A scowl marred my face at the thought of them. By now, I hated the feeling of jealousy but I couldn't help it. Damn my stupid crush on Damon Salvatore…

I sighed as I entered Stefan's room. "Stefan? You in here!" I called as I walked more into my brother's room.

"Better. Me."

I looked at the sound of the familiar voice and my mouth dried and dropped slightly and my eyes went wide at the sight of Damon smirking at me, wearing nothing except a pair of lean pants that rested low on his hips. The feeling of wanting to go over to Damon and ripping his pants off and doing dirty things to him came over me. I groaned internally at the feeling.

'God…he's doing this on purpose' I groaned in my head. Out loud I tried to keep but voice steady but it failed because when I spoke, it went like this, "Oh…Wow…um…you look…um…"

Damon got closer to me as he purred out, "Dashing? Gorgeous? Irresistible?"

He was almost close to my face and I forced back the other feeling of wanting to smash my lips to his. Snapping out of it, I pushed him away and ran a hand through my hair nervously.

"Wreaked," I finally said keeping my voice steady. "You look wreaked." I crossed my arms over my chest, "And I think it's because of all the alcohol and those girls you drank." I immediately cursed myself for letting jealousy out in my voice when I mentioned the sorority girls.

"No reason why," Damon said. He smirked, "I still hear jealousy in you."

"I am not jealous," I snapped out, hoping that I sounded convincing.

"If you say so…

I glared at him, "How many times do I have to tell you? I do not get jealous."

Damon just continued to smirk at me and I glared at him harder causing him to change the subject.

"Anyway do you know that I am one of Mystic Falls' most eligible bachelors?"

I rolled my eyes as he lifted his chin up slightly, trying to look proper. I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at him amused.

"Wow...that's...interesting."

"Yep," Damon simply said before walking towards the mirror.

"How are you doing?" I asked concerned. "You doing better than this morning?"

Damon now stood in front of the mirror slipping on a black shirt, "Never better." He started to button it as he said, "What can I do for you? I'm a barrel of favors today. It's my new found purpose—how can I help people?"

"Meg, Elena, and I were looking for Stefan," I said. "We're going to the fundraiser."

Damon turned to me with his shirt unbutton, "Help a guy out will you? Can't get this." He struggled to button it for a minute to show me what he meant.

I rolled my eyes but laughed at him amused, "See this is why you shouldn't get drunk." I went over to him at the back of him as he turned around to face to face me and as I helped him button it thankfully without blushing, I said, "So…I found out who my aunt is. You know Elena's birth mother.

"Ecch…who cares?"

"Excuse me," I said in belief.

Damon leaned in and said, "She left Elena…she sucks."

I stopped buttoning his shirt and my eyes narrowed at him. "You really need to stop being so rude."

Damon just shrugged as if it didn't matter just as a familiar voice said, "Um, what's going on in here?"

I looked in the side of the voice over Damon's shoulder and there stood Megan, Elena, and Stefan standing there.

"Oh nothing," I said hiding a blush. I quickly changed the subject, "Oh good you found Stefan."

Damon groaned causing us to look at him. As we looked at him, he said,

"I need a bigger jacket." Damon took off his jacket throwing it off to the side and as he easily buttoned his shirt he said, "Wow…you know, an occasional sorority girl, might fill you up at bit."

I looked at him shocked and he gave me a smirk as he left Stefan's room. He did that on purpose!

"You got to be kidding me," I said shaking my head. I looked at Stefan, "He's fine isn't he?"

"He's Damon," he said as if it was obvious.

I rolled my eyes as Elena spoke up.

"Maybe this heartache might be good for him," she said. She looked annoyed, "It'll remind him that he has one, even if it doesn't beat."

I nodded, "I couldn't agree with you more."

"Won't hold my breath," Stefan told us.

We laughed. It was silent for a couple minutes but it was broke by Elena.

Elena bit her bottom lip nervously, "So…we went to go see to go see Trudie Peterson."

A frown appeared on Stefan's face which Megan immediately noticed.

"I know, I'm sorry sweetie," she said placing a hand on her boyfriend's shoulder. "We didn't plan it honest."

"How was it?" Stefan asked.

"She has vervain," Elena admitted. "She knows about vampires Stefan…it can't be coincidence."

Stefan sighed, "It isn't."

Elena, Megan, and I shared confused looks but we didn't have to wait long for an explanation.

"This is Alaric's wife." Stefan took out a picture and showed it to us.

Elena took it from him and looked at it for a moment before looking back at Stefan and said to him, "This is her. This is Isobel."

"He gave this to you?" I asked.

Stefan nodded. "He knows everything about vampires," he said. "He learned from her…he believes that she was killed by a vampire."

Elena didn't have to fake her shock like we did. "Oh my god," Elena said in shock.

"So you're telling us that our aunt, her birthmother, was killed by a vampire?" I said wanting to make sure even though I knew that he did.

"Yes," Stefan replied. A serious look appeared on his face, "Listen guys, there's a lot about Isobel that Alaric can tell you, but I need you to hold off a while before you talk to him."

Megan pretended to look confused, "Why?"

"I know that it's a lot to ask of you three, but will you do that for me?"

Megan, Elena, and I nodded. But I could tell that Elena didn't want to hold off on it…

"Come on, we should go get ready for the fundraiser," I said to Elena and Megan who nodded.

"I'll meet you guys there," Stefan said to us.

Megan nodded. "Alright sounds good," she agreed.

After giving Stefan a hug (me and Elena) and a kiss (Megan), we left the boarding house to go get ready for the fundraiser.

TBC...

Here's the end of part 2 of A Few Good Men! The fundraiser is in the last part. I hoped that you enjoyed this part, tell me what you thought about it. Oh and for the Char/Damon scene, what did you think of that? I always enjoy writing their scenes. They definantly are my favorite part of this story. Anyway, please leave reviews and tell me what you thought of the second part. Until next time on Surviving In the World of Vampires! :D

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