Hello! This is my first fanfiction, hooray! First, I would just like to say that this is set during season 5. The beginning part is a teaser of what's later to come, but the rest of it is where season 5 would start (in my crazed vampire diaries loving mind). I hope you enjoy it! I'll try to update chapters fairly regularly depending on how many reviews I get and how many interested followers I get. At least weekly, I hope. Anyways, I must warn you that I do plan on killing people, injuring people, cursing more, maybe sexual scenes? So, that's why it's rated M. The first chapters should be fine, but I certainly won't be as censored the TV show is. So, onto the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Vampire Diaries (although Damon would be nice to have).


"You do understand what this spell will do, right? After I link us there's no turning back." She stared at him intently, half expecting him to suddenly change his mind and back out.

"I understand," he spoke in almost a whisper. It hadn't quite registered with him yet, though. He knew it would mean death. He would be staked or burnt or otherwise killed by the time the sun rose, and somehow he was ok with that? Dying for the same people who once wanted him dead once upon a time seemed so ironic. What was worse was that he was finally truly happy with his life. But of course things got fucked up again and now here he was, staring Bonnie in the face, ready to hear her say the magic words that condemned him to die before the night was over.

"Alright then," the witch replied. She shut her eyes and began to chant.

How the hell did I even get in this situation?


6 weeks earlier…

"There's something wrong with Stefan…"

"You mean more wrong that usual?"

"Yes! Haven't you noticed how… off he's been lately?" Caroline bit her lip and tried to explain her concern to Elena and Damon but as always Damon was being his snarky self. She slumped down onto the big couch in the living room of the boarding house. Elena sat next to her and Damon, being the drunk he was, was pouring himself a drink.

"Blondie, really, it's Stefan. He's probably just on another binge. Maybe he's been splurging on too many sorority girls," the vampire smirked as he lifted the glass up to his lips. He knew his brother was a bit weird lately, but it had to be because of Elena. She had made her choice and while Damon was as happy as he could be, part of him ached for Stefan to be happy as well.

"Damon," Elena scolded her boyfriend, "Maybe there is something more to this."

Caroline sighed at Damon's usual Damon-ness and looked pleadingly at Elena, knowing that she at least would share in her worries. Caroline understood, or tried to anyways, why Elena chose Damon. He was a better choice for her as a vampire. And now that the cure was officially off the table (and knowing how many enemies Katherine had, probably out of the country) she would stay that way forever. But she felt sorry for Stefan, in all of his good-brother sweetness. He had been there for her, for everyone for that matter, and now he got the short end of the stick. How unfair could the world be?

"You should talk to him," Damon said sternly. His sudden change of demeanor took the girls by surprise. "I don't think he wants to hear anything from me or Elena yet. Caroline, if there is something truly wrong with my brother, he'd tell you at least. I know that." The concern that filled his face, and the fact that he broke Damon code by calling someone by their actual name made Caroline like him for a second.

"I'll talk to him tonight. I just wanted you guys to know," Caroline nodded to them before standing up with new determination. "I'm sure he's fine, he probably just needs a friend." Elena smiled up at her and Damon tipped his drink in agreement. And with that, she departed.

"When do you leave again?" Damon asked as he finished his drink and set the glass down.

"Three days," Elena replied. She smiled so full of hope for the future.

"You'll like college. It's… interesting as a vampire." This certainly peaked Elena's interest.

"Wait, you've been to college? I mean, as a student?"

"Once," Damon admitted to a now very skeptical and nearly laughing Elena. He sat down next to her and continued, "for like, a week. At most."

"I can't even believe that," she laughed. "I can't quite picture you as a college kid."

He cuddled up next to her and smirked that devilishly attractive smirk. "And you never will. There isn't any proof of it anymore. But honestly, you'll like it. And you'll have Blondie there the whole time to walk you through every step of enjoying it to the maximum."

"Oh joy," Elena rolled her eyes at the thought of Caroline's over-involvement, which meant being dragged into the over-involvement with her.

Just in time to witness a kiss between the couple, Jeremy walked in and regretted it.

"Seriously? Are you guys gonna be constantly doing that around me now?" He whined to them.

"You live here, you gotta get used to it," Damon smiled in his usual I don't really care what you think way.

"It's OK Jer, when I leave it'll be just you two here. Which means Damon is going to learn to be nice, right Damon?" Elena tried to comfort Jeremy, but he wasn't going to suddenly believe that Damon would be a nice guy. They had gotten along once or twice throughout the entire time that Damon had been in Elena's life, but Jeremy was still getting used to the idea of his sister dating the once truly evil vampire. And now he gets to live with said not so nice vampire.

"Whatever you say," Damon chimed.

Which really meant Jeremy was doomed.


He smirked at his own reflection. For so long it had been his own, and now he had another to share it with. Luckily for him, that man was now at the bottom of a lake and wouldn't be found for quite some time. Silas grinned and combed his hair back, wondering how easy it would be to ruin Stefan's life. After all, he had a bit of time to spare. Might as well cause some havoc before it's all over. He was in Stefan's car driving to the famed Grille of Mystic Falls. That blonde vampire had texted him about meeting up and talking. He knew that she was one of Stefan's best friends. He had seen their feelings before, when he was in their heads. And yet, there was something between them. Something more. Silas smiled again. Now, what could he do with that?


Up to par? I hope so! It's a bit on the short side, so expect longer chapters in the future. Please review, I wanna know what you guys think. :) Preferably no hate, but constructive criticism is always a welcome thing! See you next chapter.