Kaylee's POV

You had this feeling brewing inside you the more you listened and watched Bree and how she was talking with Damon. Watching for what her body would give away that her mouth didn't. But even with this feeling inside of you, you didn't move and you weren't scared. It felt like as long as you were with Damon he could talk to you into anything. He could calm any storm inside of you like it was a piece of cake. But it only made you more guarded being around him. Being careful to keep your distance. Not having any skin to skin contact. Even his smell which most vampires didn't smell the greatest cough Stefan cough. But he did. His smell invited you in. It was comfortable. Used leather and bourbon mixed with the cologne he always wore. It felt like home. You also didn't want to overstep you were with Kyle. And even if things didn't work out you still wanted to have some sort of relationship. You kept getting lost in these thoughts daydreaming about what it would be like if you guys were together now like you should have been 150 years ago. But every-time you fell down that rabbit hole the fact that he still wasn't over Katherine always brought you back. It was weird having your memories back remembering how she was. How she treated all of you including Stefan, Damon, and Charlie. It felt good being able to remember things. But there was also so much of the story that you still didn't know. So much of the timeline still remained black. Who did your father send you off to live with in England? Why couldn't you talk about it? Why can't you remember it now? It felt like the more you discovered the more questions would arise. You snapped out of your head when Damon's hand brushed against yours but he hadn't seemed to notice which meant he was listening in on someone.

"Elena is that you?" you heard Stefan's voice.

"I'm here."

"Where are you?" Georgia Steffy.

"You lied," she spat back her voice dripping with betrayal.

"Not until I explain please." How did Mr. Stefan Salvatore always get into these situations. How did one figure that you're dating, literally sleeping with a girl who looks exactly like a girl we all knew 150 years ago? Didn't think that would come up? Not that he tries to hide the photo. It gave you the creeps if he was dating Elena to feel close to Katherine. At least Damon and Charlie knew they were two different people not using one to replace the other.

"So you didn't lie?"

"just tell me where you are so I can come get you," Seems someone didn't have any luck with a locator spell. Or just didn't bother to ask Leo. You wondered if any of them had noticed you were gone. Which only made you annoyed because you couldn't check in with anyone since your phone was probably still in Elena's wrecked car. Or Damon was hiding it. But at the same time it was nice, disconnecting for awhile.

"How am I connected to Katherine Stefan?"

"I honestly don't know."

"And I'm suppose to believe that?"

"It's the truth. I-Listen-" and he was cut off. Damn she hung up on him. Props that was brave. And funny. And well deserved. You were still kinda mad at him for convincing the other 2 to lie to you in the first place. How many times did it take for someone to learn lying doesn't work?

You turned to see Damon go outside next to her, you sighed and scooted your seat out before appearing next to them as well. "You okay?" he asked seeming genuinely concerned. "Don't pretend to care," she jerked around looking at both of you like she wanted to kill you but was also startled that you both basically appeared out of nowhere. "I know you're gloating inside," she dismissed tugging on one of the longer strands of her hair like she was attempting to rip it out of her head. None of you realized if Bree did have some crazy plan cooking now would be the time to set it up since the 3 of you were distracted. The thought made the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end.


Jeremy's POV

You kept insisting you were fine as you and Ana finished cleaning up the books she had knocked over, keeping a safe distance apart so you didn't hurt each other again. "Are you looking for something?" those huge eyes looked down at the note cards somehow still in your hands. You cleared your throat, "yeah I am i need them for an extra credit project one of my best friends ditched out on," you handed her the cards and she quickly scanned over them. "Friend who?" She seemed curious and sure asked a lot of questions. "Kaylee. Kaylee Lockwood," you answered shaking off the awkwardness. you watched her shoulders tense up hearing her name. Like every single drop of blood in her body ha run cold. "Did you say Kaylee Lockwood?" she asked seeming to hope you had said any other name other than hers.

"Yeah why? Do you know her?" and just like that she was back to the strange peppy girl. "We use to be friends when we were younger. Anyways this aisle is local and state history," she pointed as you started walking down each of them. "And civil war is one over," she pointed again "lets see what you need," she looked down at the cards you had given her carefully analyzing each of them again. "Local 1860's," she stated after looking them all over. You placed one hand on a shelf wishing it was that simple. You place your hand on a bookshelf and just absorb all the knowledge from the books. "Do you work here?" She seemed to know this library like the back of her hand. "Nope," she half grinned before looking down the rows of shelves. "You'll want reference. This way," she waved you to follow her over her right shoulder. "Uh, home schooled. I study here sometimes for a mock school environment," that answered some of your questions. At least about her weirdness. She stopped "Ah here we go," you looked around you would have never even found these by yourself. "Original settlers, town archives, founders stuff. It's all here," she ran her finger along the spin of some of the books before her eyes bounced back to you. "So what's your topic?" she wondered. It was weird it had been a long time since you felt nervous talking to a girl, which seemed dumb since 3 of your closet friends were girls. Out numbered in your group once again. You rolled your shoulders adjusting your backpack again, "the towns fear and hysteria surrounding the war and how it influenced certain writers at the time."

"You might want to focus that," she suggested.

"The origins of local folklore and myths?" you offered, that was about as best as you had.

She softly laughed, "You mean the vampires?" Your heart had never dropped so fast to your ass. You knew what you knew from what you had read. The stuff you wished you could remember but your sister didn't give you a choice. She either knew as well or was just a history nut. Which seemed to be the more likely option, home schooled in Mystic Falls? The town's history was probably the focus point of her studies. But what if she did know? What if this thing was bigger than you even realized?


Kaylee's POV

Elena's call with Stefan had of course put her back in a crabby mood which was quite annoying. Damon seemed to be pretty drunk but handling himself well. As for you, you just had a good buzz going. One of the other waitresses placed your plates of food you had ordered in front of each of you which brought to your attention that Bree had mysteriously disappeared.

"Let's just say that i am a descendant from Katherine. Does that make me part vampire?" she asked in between bites of ketchup soaked french fries. "Vampires can't procreate," Damon dismissed. "But we love to try," his eyes flickered over to you and as a reflex kicked him in the shin. He turned back to Elena who was wearing the same facial expression as you, "No. If you are related it would mean Katherine had a child before he was turned," he kept tossing fries in his mouth. You had ordered chicken strips and tater tots so you weren't involved much in the conversation except to listen. "Did Stefan think that he could use me to replace her?" her tone bred insecurity and jealousy the second she said it. "Kinda creepy if you ask me," you just scoffed to yourself in between bites. I'm sure the thought crossed Damon's mind once or twice since he's so hell bent on getting her back. He looked down at her plate seeing her stack of pickles she had picked off her burger, 'What you don't like pickles? What is wrong with you?" he shook his head picking them off her plate and leaning his head back and dropping the pile in. "How can you even eat? If technically you're suppose to be-" she murmured like dead was a bad word. Or half the people in this bar didn't know what vampires were. Damon checked over both shoulders "Dead?" he muttered back in hushed tones. "it's not such a bad word," his focused zeroed back in on his plate of food. "As long as I keep a healthy diet of blood in my system. My body functions pretty normally." He was so confident almost cocky talking about all this stuff. It made you envious. He had almost 2 lifetimes to learn about all this stuff. To travel. To see absolutely anything he wanted too. You just wished you would have had the same chance.

She kinda laughed which made your whole body tense. Elena Gilbert had this personality where she was so nice to people that for 1 it was absolutely annoying. And for years you told her she needed to grow a back bone which she only did what a year ago? And 2 she always came off as flirty. With literally everyone even if she didn't mean too. "This nice act? Is any of it real?" she watched him pull apart his burger drowning the bun in his hand with ketchup before looking at her. The way they looked at each other even strangely reminded you of him and Katherine which made you even more uncomfortable as you shifted in your chair feeling the jealousy flow through your heart like blood. You kept trying to remind yourself that Damon wasn't yours anymore, you had no right to be jealous. But it did very little to settle your emotions.

"Here you go loves," Bree returned setting a beer in front of you and Damon. Elena's eyes seemed to be so focused on them as you picked yours up and looked at her. "I'll have one too," she told Bree and you nearly choked. "Hmm?" Damon looked at her. "Come again?" you slightly coughed after you swallowed the same gulp that nearly made you die. Elena looked at you two before placing her hand in the middle of her left palm, "Time out remember? For 5 minutes?" ouch gotta love a double edged sword. You laughed to yourself when you realized that kind of described Elena to a t. She spent so long being the reigning queen b doing nothing without an underlying reason or agenda. But after the car accident she seemed to have given up on it, allowing Caroline just the tiny window she needed to take the throne. But as an ex queen b she seemed to have that look at everything which is also how she always got people to trust her so easy. "yeah well that 5 minutes is gonna need a beer," she nodded to herself watching Bree grab another from the cooler popping the lid off and sliding it across the bar to her. "There you go."

You both leaned your beers in and Elena exhaled sharply it was unclear if it was in annoyance or that she hated herself for finally folding and giving into fun as she clinked her bottle against both of yours. You watch her face quickly change as she really got a taste for the beer which made you laugh. You had got the stomach for it since you had been drinking since you were like what 13? But her face man that was priceless. It made you long to have your phone again. It really hit you how much you were starting to miss everyone. To miss Kyle. You two hadn't talked since he said he loved you and everything went to shit. You needed to fix this.


Jeremy's POV

Talking with Ana even made you doubt what you thought you knew. Elena's journals could be false. It couldn't be true that one of your best friends is a reincarnated werewolf from over 150 years ago and conveniently is dating a werewolf as well. You're other best friend is a freaking witch and so is Bonnie and their grandma. Even just trying to start to understand it made your head spin.

"You're kidding me right? There's no such thing as vampires," you two had grabbed a bunch of books and had them sprawled out on one of the huge tables usually meant to hold more than 2 people. But Ana insisted. It's like the more you dismissed that they weren't real she handed you a silver platter of information convincing you they are.

"Well theres not a lot of of documentation," she defended looking across the vast sea of knowledge she was spilling on you. But if it help with your project you were all ears. Since you still hadn't heard anything from Kaylee. "But," she held a finger up, "The stories have been told since the civil war. My granddad used to tell me all these creepy stories when I was little," man this girl could talk as you tilted your head still not convinced even with everything you already knew before hand. Even just talking about this made you so angry with your sister, it wasn't her choice to take your memories away. To wipe something that you may not remember but you can feel it's there. How could having all this empty pain be better than knowing what everyone else around you already did. "Yeah that would be folklore. Vampires are a metaphor for the demons of the day," you pointed out. You had never been much into history even living in this town and being a founding family. But somehow this girl made it interesting. She kept you on your toes. "Which are?" her eyes hardened like from the start of this conversation she had been leading you to this answer. "The union soldiers. I've read the stories myself. they talk about the enemy the demons that attack at night."

She shifted in her seat like she was excited, "That sounds like vampires to me," she raised her eyebrows. "Allegorical vampires which is what it is," you scoffed you had a feeling that this girl wasn't gonna leave you alone until she convinced you of this. Converted you into a believer. You rolled your eyes at the look she was giving you, "creative expression during a very volatile time. I mean a country at war doesn't want realism. They want fantasy. thus, vampire fiction," you dismissed again and her smile only grew. "Man you're smart." You couldn't help but laugh looking down at your lap to try to hide this feeling this crazy weird hot girl was giving you. "I gotta say when i first saw you, I missed it," she winked biting her bottom lip. Her eyes seemed to be trying to flirt with yours. "yeah. I've uh- I've had a rough go at it lately. But I'm just now getting back to my old self," you nodded even if it was because Damon compelled you. It worked in some ways and had it's downfalls in others.

"Well good luck on your paper. I gotta get home," she stood and started to walk away before turning back to you making you look up to those brown puppy dog eyes. "Ya know my great grandfather actually showed me a journal once of an ancestor and he had written all this creepy stuff about vampires. It was actually really believable," she shook her head and picked at the sleeves of her sweater.

"Wait. A journal?""yeah why?"

you blinked a couple times a million thoughts racing through your mind, "are you sure you have to go?" you asked. If her ancestors left her some journals. What you may find in there would be a lot more helpful than any of these books would ever be.


Kaylee's POV

A bunch of people had gathered around the 3 of you and Bree had lined up shots for all of you, "Ready? Go," you snatched your shot and gulped it down slamming the old glass against the bar. Laughing when you were the first one. Elena was getting drunk and drunk Elena was never good. But at least she was being kinda fun rather than being a grouchy bitch. "That's 3," she looked at Damon and pretended to pout, "Do you need a bib?"

"Sorry I can't unhinged my jaw like a snake to consume alcohol," Damon replied halfheartedly. You were just enjoying yourself feeling no need to get involved in their stupid drama or anything else. Just drink listen to some music and have a little fun before you had to return from your time out too. "Whatever whos next?" Elena looked around "Another round Bree?" She hummed. A very drunk old lady looked over at her, "honey you should be on the floor."

She gasped, "I am not even drunk. My tolerance is like why up here," she extended her arm as high as it would be go and jumped. You felt a cold breeze behind you and the scent of another vampire took over your nose and apparently Bree's eyes but when you looked back no one was there. "All right, here you go," Bree passed out the new shots before moving down to the end of the bar to help someone you couldn't see since there were so many people surrounding you 3.

Elena had finally had enough alcohol in her to convince some of her new drunk friends to play pool Damon off doing something stupid per usual left you at the bar alone. Damon had discarded his jacket before he wandered off and you heard the faint sound of Elena's cell phone in his pocket. "Hello?" you half slurred which was not a good sign especially if it was Jenna or someone else. "Kaylee," it was Kyle at least from what you could hear. "Uh, hold on its loud in here," you half yelled over the music. Which had somehow gotten louder in the last hour. You pulled on Damon's jacket before trying to push through the crowds of drunk people to get outside. "Kaylee where are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" he asked only being able to hear him because of your super hearing. "Huh? Yeah no i'm good," you finally answered stepping outside. The sun was long gone which meant it was freezing. "I got a call Jenna found Elena's car wrecked? Where the hell have you guys been?" he asked again and you continued walking. Practically walking off the stone ramp think they had of course dropping the phone but at least you caught yourself. You finally got up grabbing the phone and putting it back to your ear, "Hello?" you felt a presence behind you before a hand went over your mouth and you screamed whil you were still holding the phone hoping Kyle could hear you. "No, No, NOOOO!" you yelled against the hand when the phone slipped out of your grasp falling into the gravel. But the man just continued dragging you away the same odor filling your nose from before. Your eyes kept transforming colors as your wolf side fought to survive while your human side fought to well stay was definitely a vampire cause he was putting up a fight about as much as you were. The man dragged you to the street and you watched the bree's bar sign get dimmer the farther you got away. You could still see Elena dancing and Damon back at the bar completely unaware that you were being kidnapped. So much for being safe.