Enjoy the super long chapter! c;

Previously on Everything Changes...

Klaus narrowed his eyes slightly, but didn't question my heart, which I assumed was slightly irregular.

"Have fun getting the vampire." I said in a sing-song voice, and I climbed in my car, only to have my head shoved forward and bashed against the steering wheel, sending my world into darkness.

Third Person POV

"Caroline!" Klaus exclaimed, rushing towards her car from his place by the trees.

The opposite car door opened, and a gun was propped up over the hood. Suddenly, the gun went off, and shot Damon straight in the shoulder, and narrowly missed Klaus, causing him to stumble into the tree behind him.

"Shit!" Damon groaned out and fell to his knees, clutching his shoulder.

Whomever was on the other side of the car slowly stood up, and shot again, hitting Klaus in the shoulder as well. He yelped in pain, darting away in a blur.

"Aw, come on." Damon grumbled again when he saw his friend was gone.

"I have tons of these amazing wood bullets, so nothing funky." a voice called, and Logan Fell, Jenna's ex-boyfriend and once Mystic Fall's newscaster, rose up from behind the car.

"You reaaallly don't want to piss me and my friend off, Fell."

Damon's eyes darted down to Caroline, who was still slumped down over the steering wheel. He could smell her blood from here...

Logan shot him again, and Damon screamed in pain.

"That's whatcha get." he shrugged, spinning the gun around carelessly.

"For what?" Damon grit out, glaring up at him.

Logan knelt in front of him, and followed Damon's gaze, which had flickered back to Caroline.

"Huh, got a soft spot for the blondie? Who'd a thunk?"

Damon snarled, and repeated his question. "For what?"

"You made me like this." he spat in return, and Damon raised an eyebrow.

"I killed you. I didn't turn you."

Damon's highly sensitive ears pricked as he heard a faint groan, and the smell of blood increased. Both sets of eyes looked at Caroline, whom had just regained consciousness. As she sat up, Damon noticed a small bloody crack on the side of her forehead, caking her blonde hair with the sticky substance.

"Damon?" she groaned, and when she saw Logan, her eyes widened, causing her to groan again.

"Logan?" she brought a hand up to her head, groaning still. "Oh my god."

Logan laughed. "Sorry Miss Forbes, had to get your boyfriends to pay attention to me for a while."

She scowled, and Damon used the slight diversion to pry a wooden bullet out of his chest.

The new vampire turned back to Damon. "See, I know what you and your brother are. I've been watching your family. I knew you'd show up here, and I'm glad you did. The fact you brought a snack is just a bonus." he smirked. "I have some questions."

Logan went and opened Caroline's door, and yanked her out with one hand, while aiming the gun at Damon with the other. He motioned them inside and led them deep into the warehouse.

"Now, I might not be as eager to hurt Miss Forbes, if you don't do anything stupid, and answer my questions." he shrugged. "Or, my finger might just slip and BAM!"

Caroline jumped in surprise, and trembled, still shaking in Logan's grasp.

"No more girlfriend for you two."

Damon eyed Caroline, and noticed her head was caking up, not flowing as much, and her eyes were getting their usual fiery glint to them.

"I'm not their girlfriend." she spat, and wrenched her arm away from him, stepping back. He leveled the gun to her head, and she gulped, holding her hands up.

"Woah, I'm not going to do anything." she insisted.

"Now, to the questions-" Logan started, turning to Damon, who interrupted him.

"Me first- who turned you."

He snorted. "How should I know? Last thing I remember is I'm about to stake your brother, and then you grabbed me. That's it...until I wake up in the ground behind a used car dealership on Hwy 4! Someone buried me."

Damon shifted positions and groaned. Caroline noticed this, and eyed the bullet still buried deep in his shoulder.

"It happens." Damon replied, grunting again.

Caroline slowly walked over to Damon, not trying to spook Logan at all.

"Here." she said softly, and her pale fingers dug into Damon's shoulder, not at all gently.

"You bit me!" the other protested. "It had to be you!"

Caroline continued to dig and Damon cursed. "You have to have vampire blood in your system when you die. I didn't do that. Some other vampire found you, gave you their blood." he grit out.

"Yes." said Klaus, from somewhere in the shadows. "And it wasn't me, either."

He stepped into the light, hands up. "Hello love." he shot a smirk at Caroline. "Getting your hands dirty, are we?"

She rolled her eyes and finally pulled out the bullet, dropping it on the floor. She then picked up the edge of Damon's collar and wiped off her hands.

"You're welcome." she said lowly.

Logan was getting antsy, and Care could sense it, just as he came towards her, Klaus was there, pushing him away.

"WHO?" he demanded, getting up from the pile of crates he had crushed.

"That's what we wanna know." Klaus shrugged, and glanced back at Damon and Care.

"Dude, it's not like the welcome wagon was waiting with a bundt cake and a handbook. It's been a learn as you go process. You know, one minute, I'm a small town on the rise news guy and next thing I know, I can't get into my house, because my foot won't go through the door."

"You have to be invited in." Caroline murmured quietly, remembering how Damon and Stefan couldn't get into the boarding house without Zach's permission.

"I live alone." he said emotionlessly.

Klaus and Damon chuckled quietly. "Ah, yes. That would indeed be quite unfortunate."

"So now, I'm at the Ramada, watching pay per view all day, eating everything in sight, including housekeeping." he eyed Caroline, who swallowed and stiffened slightly, her heart rate increasing slightly.

Caroline's POV

Oh god. What's keeping him from killing me then? Damon? Klaus? Sheer willpower?

Damon growled slightly. "Hands off, my brother would kill me."

"Wow Damon, you care." I said sarcastically, not being able to help myself.

"It could be worse." Klaus murmured to him. "I used to have to travel from city to city, compel- running and eating."

"All I can think about is blood and killing people. I can't stop killing people. I keep killing-" he laughed manically, at was at my side in a moment, stroking my face. "And I like it. I'm conflicted."

Damon and Klaus made a move to get him away from me, but he grabbed my neck and face in his hands. "Ah ah ah. Do I kill the pretty girl? Eat her? Let her go?"

"Welcome to the club." Damon snorted. "It's called humanity vs vampirism. Get used to it."

Logan seemed to make a decision, and he let go of me, pushed me into Klaus' chest, and stepped back, leveling the gun at Damon again. I blushed, staring up at Klaus, who smirked down at me before stepping away, giving me space.

"Wait a minute." Damon said after a moment. "Cops only found one body."

Logan shrugged, and I suddenly smelt the putrid smell of rotting flesh. "I left one. I was tired. But, I've been hiding the rest here."

"You're kidding." Damon mumbled, and he and Klaus met eyes.

"They're just piling up!" Logan shrugged.

My phone suddenly rang, shrilling loudly, echoing in the empty warehouse.

The psychopath motioned me with his gun. "Oh, please, go ahead."

I gulped and answered it.

"Hello..?"

"Care?" It was Bonnie. "Where are you? Are you not here yet?"

"Eh..." I trailed off, running a hand through my bloody hair. "I'm... still getting ready. I got home late. Damon made me run an errand for him."

"Oh...okay. Well-" she paused, and I heard her talk to someone in the background. "Yes, it's Caroline, yeah she's getting ready. No, she hasn't seen him."

"Seen who?" I asked, and walked a bit further away, motioning for the boys to continue.

Hate to rain on Logan's evil monologue parade. I thought bitterly.

"Stefan." Bonnie explained. "Matt and Elena are hitting it off again, and she's worried Stefan will come here and make a scene." she sighed. "I think she forgets Stefan is much more...mature then her past boy-toys."

"Ah, the beauty of relationships." Logan mumbled from behind me.

"Who was that?" Bonnie asked.

"Uh - I – uh, I gotta go. See you in a bit." I hung up abruptly, kind of feeling bad for hanging up on her.

"Why am I so overly emotional? Just hearing them talk about relationships makes me thing about my ex-girlfriend. I wanna be with her and bite her and stuff."

Damon shrugged. "Well, you probably love her. Anything you felt before will be magnified now. You're gonna have to learn how to control that."

Klaus nodded in agreement, and I thought for a moment.

"Oh my god, Jenna?" my mouth dropped open and I blurted it out before I could even think.

His eyes darted to me and smirked.

"What about walking in the sun? I'm a morning person. You can walk in the sun which, by the way, is pretty cool."

I noticed Damon flex his hand with his ring on it, and he hid it with his other hand.

"The council will never suspect you. That's not in the journals." Logan continued, sounding a bit impressed.

"The journals?" Damon asked curiously, and I immediately thought about my box of journals and books back at home.

"Yeah," Logan looked confused. "The founding fathers, they passed down journals to their kids. Come on man, you gotta tell me. How can you walk around in the sun?"

Damon, Klaus, and Logan all turned to me after a moment of silence.

Oh no, did they think I had journals too?

I didn't say anything, but I knew my heartbeat might have given my nervousness away.

"Who turned you?" Damon suddenly spat, eager to get the topic off his daylight rings.

"How do you walk in the sun?" Logan shot back, aiming the gun at Klaus.

"Who turned you?" he pressed, and the other twitched slightly.

"Y'know, I've been really nice so far, but...I will kill you...or...maybe I'll have a go with Caroline over there." he smirked, veins snaking just beneath the surface of his skin.

"Then you'll never know." Damon stepped forward. "You aren't answering my question.

"You first!"

Klaus spoke up. "It seems like we're at a bit of an impasse then, doesn't it?"

Logan rolled his eyes, sighing. "I have things to do, people to kill. Guess I'll be needing a little head start." he shot Damon and Klaus multiple times, causing them to fall, before he raced over to me, and slammed me up against the large column a few feet back. I groaned as my back slammed against it harshly.

"Don't follow me, Forbes." he scrunched up his nose, and his veins snaked dangerously close again. "I'm trying to..." he inhaled deeply, and he licked his lips. "Keep your boy-toys away from me, and I won't have to...kill you...or Jenna."

He smirked down at me again before disappearing, and I ran over to the men, whom where laying on their backs, groaning.

"You guys okay?" I asked, kneeling next to Klaus.

He sat up a moment later, and ripped out four bullets from his chest and leg. "I'm an Original, love. I'm fine."

"Damon?" I called, and he groaned weakly, and I walked over on my knees to him.

I huffed in frustration and ripped out the bullets as quickly as I could, hating how his blood caked under my nails. The feeling was disgusting, and I don't know how they could stand it.

Could you be more of a girly-girl, Caroline?

~0~

I got back up, stumbling slightly, as my world spun. Maybe my head was more messed up then I thought...

"Woah." I murmured, blinking rapidly.

Damon got up slowly, groaning still.

"Here." a wrist was shoved into my face, blood dripping down the side of Klaus' arm. I looked up at him hesitantly. I had had some of his blood before, as much as I hated it, back when Vicki injured me.

Damon pushed me into his arm, and used his free hand to push it to my lips.

Some of the blood washed down my throat and I coughed, backing away.

"DAMON!" I yelled, slapping him. "You don't get to chose that for me. What if I died somehow? Then I'd be like you and I do not want that."

He rolled his eyes, but I could tell that I hurt him slightly, saying that I didn't want to be like him.

"You're fragile, love." Klaus murmured.

I scoffed and took off towards the entrance, only to get lost a minute late.

"Okay. I give up. Could one of you please show me where the exit is?" I whispered, and Klaus appeared, an amused look on his face. He led me to the exit, and I walked towards my car.

"Yeah, you aren't driving anywhere." Damon snapped, opening the door to the backseat.

"But I had vampire blood." I put in, and he shrugged.

"Not enough to heal you completely."

I scoffed before climbing into the backseat. Damon drove while Klaus rode shotgun all the way back to the Boarding house.

~0~

Damon's POV

"Logan Fell is a vampire, and when I find him again, I'm going to destroy him limb by limb." I spat into the phone.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Stefan asked and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Was Caroline with you? Bonnie said you had her do something for you..."

The spunky blonde popped into my mind and I sighed in exasperation. "Blondie is fine Stefan. Stop worrying, you know Elena would hate to see another worry wrinkle on that pretty little forehead of yours!"

Stefan didn't say anything for a moment.

"Me, on the other hand...no I'm not ok. I was ambushed. I was shot. Now I'm...vengeful. Just gotta find him." I continued on, and glanced up as Caroline walked into the parlor and raised an eyebrow at my sentence.

Drama queen! she mouthed and I rolled my eyes, pushing away the memories that would resurface every time I saw a facial expression that mirrored Chandra's.

"Well, there's no need. He's here at the school." I heard my brother say and I smirked.

"You're kidding me. Why the hell is he there?"

"He's working the crowd." he replied, and I thought for a moment.

Caroline said that his ex-girlfriend was Jenna, Elena's aunt...and since Jenna is Elena's guardian...she'd probably be at this 'career fair' with Elena...

"Well, I'll be right there." I replied, and headed for the front door.

"Any news?" Blondie's curious voice spoke up right before I was out the door and I nodded. "Going to go after him right now."

Caroline's POV

Damon looked at me curiously. "And where are you headed off to?"

"The Career Fair." I replied, and I jiggled my keys. "And I'm late, so if you'll excuse me..."

He stepped out of my way, studying me still.

What's his problem?

I brushed it off as just Damon being Damon, and I drove quickly to the Career Fair, not wanting to be missed for too long, despite my hour-long absence

When I arrived, I saw Elena walking towards the parking lot, looking annoyed.

"Hey, what's up?"

She scoffed, pushing her hair behind her ears. "Stefan's keeping things from me, and I tried to show Jenna what I wanted to do – Broadcast Journalism – and she just shot me down! 'You don't even read the paper'" Elena mimicked her aunt, a snide look in her eyes. "I'm going to go find Matt." she mumbled a moment later, and I nodded.

"I didn't have a choice." I heard Bonnie's father say to someone, and I walked towards the side door to the school.

I saw the back of Logan's head, and paused behind the large dumpster, hoping the stench of that, and the noise from inside the school, was enough to hide my presence from the vampire.

"You dick! I died for you, for this town! You've known me since I was six and you swept me under the rug like dirt!" Logan stalked towards Sheriff Bennett and I swallowed nervously.

"You knew what you were getting into." he pointed out, and Logan paused studying him.

"I was one of you!"

"And now you're one of them..." the Sheriff mumbled, and Logan started to leave, before suddenly appearing in front of the Sheriff.

He whispered something and then walked away, and I heard his footsteps getting louder.

Shit shit shit.

Once the door to the gym shut again, I was face to face with Logan, yet again.

"Hello Miss Forbes." he smirked. "I thought we might run into each other again."

I didn't reply, simply clutched at my vervain pepper spray attached to my key ring.

He cocked his head to the side, and glanced back at the doors. "Say...have you seen Jenna?"

And a moment later he was gone.

"Stefan!" I called out into the darkness, hoping he was near by.

Third Person POV

"Elena!" Jenna called into the hallway, annoyed. She had searched the gym and hallways for the past ten minutes, trying to find Elena somewhere, anywhere!

"Elena!" she called again, pacing back and forth.

She gave up, and dug her phone out from her purse. After selecting her niece's contact she waited.

Ring...ring...

"Hello?" Elena answered.

"Where are you?" Jenna demanded, barely concealing her frustration. "I've been looking everywhere!"

Elena scoffed. "I took Matt home."

"With my car?"

Jenna walked down the hall and went out the front door, raking a hand through her strawberry blonde hair.

"Sorry." Elena replied, although it was obvious by her tone of voice that she was very clearly not sorry.

"Fine." Jenna snapped. "I'll find some other way home."

The line went dead and she pulled away the phone, staring at it in disbelief. Her own niece – who was in her custody no doubt – had stolen her car, and hung up on her!

"Hey, damsel in distress, need a ride?" an annoyingly familiar voice called from the road.

Jenna glanced up and saw Logan 'Scum' Fell in his car, smiling charmingly up at her.

"Oh my God." she gasped her voice oozing with sarcasm. "Logan Scum, channel 9, is that you?"

He rolled his eyes. "I dated you for almost a year, Jenna, don't mock me."

I snorted. "My niece stole my car, and she won't bring it back."

"No ride?"

"I would ask my friend, but he's a teacher and is busy..."

He pouted before continuing. "It's not a problem, really. It's on my way..."

Jenna hesitated, biting her lip. "Okay..."

Meanwhile, Bonnie was standing outside, on the phone with Elena, whom was ranting to her about the unfairness of life. She noticed Jenna get into Logan's car and frowned. Hadn't Stefan and the others been looking for him earlier?

"Hey Elena?" she interrupted, much to her friend's displeasure. "I have to go..."

Bonnie pocketed her phone and saw Stefan and Caroline talking, looking antsy, by the gym doors.

"Hey." she greeted, and their heads shot up. "Aren't you guys looking for Logan Fell, the news guy?"

Stefan and Caroline met gazes before nodding. "Yeah, did you see him?"

Bonnie nodded. "Yeah..." she paused. "He just gave Jenna a ride home..."

Stefan started to walk away. He stopped and looked pointedly at Caroline, and then to Bonnie. "Stay here."

Stefan stalked away, trying to find his brother in the crowd. He went out the side gym doors, and found him and Klaus, plotting about something or other by the dumpsters.

"Found him." he said, and they looked at him in expectation.

"Where?" they both demanded.

"He just took Jenna home."

~0~

"Where are you?" Sheriff Bennett answered his phone from the parking lot of the school.

"Poor Jenna was in desperate need of a ride home...so I gave her one. I think it's very important to help those in need." Logan's devious voice replied.

"What do you want?" Bennett asked with a sigh.

"The satisfaction of being with my girlfriend for a night...ruining your life...a lifetime supply of blood...a million bucks..."

His long 'list' was cut off as the line went silent.

~0~

Stefan sprinted over to the car, and ripped Logan out of the open window, praying to whoever was listening that it was Logan's blood he smelled, not Jenna's.

Stefan tossed the shocked newborn to the pavement, and Damon stalked out of the woods, shooting a gun at Logan, who fell to the ground, despite having just gotten up.

"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?" Damon smirked, and glanced over to Klaus.

"You watch for other cars." he turned his gaze to his brother. "Get her out of here."

Stefan went around to retrieve Jenna, and he finally realized Logan's phone was still on.

He pointed to the phone, and Damon jogged over.

"Sheriff, yeah, it's Damon."

"Where's Jenna? Is she okay?"

Damon rolled his eyes, and mocked the Sheriff to himself. Damn man, so worried.

"She's okay. I'm on Elm Street."

He hung up the phone, and looked around. Klaus was back in the woods, keeping an eye out for cars, while Stefan and Jenna were long gone.

Glancing at Logan, who was still unconscious on the pavement, he got an idea. Going over to the man's trunk, he opened it and pulled out a tire iron.

"Gonna try this one more time." he kicked Logan, waking him up. He swung it gently, indicating he would gladly harm the vampire. "Who turned you?"

Logan looked up at him, spitting blood. "I told you. I don't know."

Damon frowned, and examined the tire iron, weighing it in his hands. "Now, as I see it, this tire iron here could take your head clean off..." he held it like a baseball bat. "Is that your final answer?"

He heard Klaus hum the tune to Jeopardy in the background, and grinned to himself.

"How can you side with them?" Logan suddenly asked, and he raised an eyebrow.

"I don't side with anyone. You pissed me off and I want you dead. Who turned you?"

"I DON'T KNOW!" Logan replied, and Damon shrugged.

"Oh well, you're screwed then." he started to swing the iron towards his head, when Logan flinched away.

"Wait, wait! I do know!"

He raised an eyebrow. "You're lying."

"You think you're the only one who wants to get in that tomb underneath the old church?" Logan smirked wider, showing red teeth, when Damon's eyes widened.

"If you're lying to me, I will end you."

Suddenly a car pulled up, and Caroline stepped out.

"Is Jenna okay?"

Damon sighed, and raked a hand over his face.

Klaus answered for him. "She's fine, his brother took her home."

She nodded slightly, smiling.

"I'm not lying. There is another way to break the spell. We can help you. Meet me at the old church." Logan said, and Damon gnawed on his lip. Everyone heard the sirens in the distance and his eyes widened.

"Take me down. Make it look real. Make it look real!" he said urgently, and he motioned for Klaus to get Caroline- and her car, away from here.

Logan threw Damon against his car and sprinted away.

Meanwhile, Klaus grabbed Caroline and ran the opposite way, depositing her someone in the trees, and then he ran back, and parked her car a few blocks away, hidden in some bushes.

By the time he came back, the Sheriff and his men were there. "I'm sorry Sheriff, I just wasn't strong enough." Damon said, feigning sadness.

~0~

Logan exited the warehouse and headed to his car, but a sound from behind him made him stop dead in his tracks.

He waited a breath, two, and then turned around.

Nothing was there.

He paused for a moment before turning back around, he noticed a man blocking his way.

One inhale was all it took to see that this man was human.

"Who are you?" Logan asked, narrowing his eyes.

"A friend of Jenna's." he replied.

"She sent you?" Logan asked, his teeth clenching.

"No." he shrugged. "I came on my own."

Logan chuckled. "Ah, I get it. Well, buddy, I know you think this makes you brave. But actually it makes you pretty stupid."

He shrugged again. "Either way, here I am."

"What do you want?" he pressed, and the man narrowed his eyes.

"Jenna is a good person. She deserves the best. I'm here to make sure she gets it."

The vampire laughed. "Was that supposed to be a threat? Couldn't you throw a punch? Maybe provoke me a little?"

"Nah." the man chuckled too. "I'm not a violent guy by design."

"Well..." Logan raised his eyebrows quickly. "You're not a very smart one, either."

"How's that?"

Logan turned his back, giving the man plenty of time to slip the wooden stake out from the inside of his jacket.

"Cause you have no idea who you're talking to." Logan's fangs appeared and the veins snaked under his eyes, ready to attack. Instead, he received a stake to the chest, and fell to the ground, dead.

Alaric, stared down at his body, and with a shocked expression, left quickly.

Caroline's POV

After yelling at Klaus, and trying to find – and yell at – Damon for doing what they did, I drove home in silence, annoyed and angry.

When I arrived, I saw Stefan's journal laying open in the parlor, two pictures peaking out from a few pages behind.

I glanced around curiously before pulling them out. A girl was in each black and white picture.

I looked at the first one.

Katherine Pierce 1864. I held back a gasp.

Was that Elena?

I read the date again, and looked at the old quality and knew...there was no way that was Elena.

I flipped to the next one, and actually outright gasped, my heart pounding in shock.

It was me.

Well, not me, me, but me nonetheless.

Chandra Ambrose 1864.

It read, and I swallowed, extremely freaked out. I flipped it over and read the names on the back.

To Damon Salvatore, Much love, Chandra xx

My mouth dropped open and I backed away slowly, my heart pounding, my head spinning.

What? How was this possible? That wasn't me!

But...she looked like me!

Wrenching my keys back out of my bag, I sprinted back to my car.

Third Person POV

Damon paced around, waiting for Logan. His phone rang and he answered it.

"Hello?"

It was Sheriff Bennett. "I just wanted to say thank you. I don't know how you did it."

What was he talking about? Damon wondered.

"Um, not following..." he admitted slowly.

"We found Logan's body up by the old Fell warehouse. He has been disposed of. He was hoarding victims, innocent victims." he explained, the excitement evident in his voice.

"What?" he said again.

"This town owes you so much. So do I."

The Sheriff quickly hung up, leaving Damon standing there, staring at his phone, in complete and utter shock.

Caroline's POV

I drove down a deserted road, confused tears streaming down my face.

A million questions whirled around my mind, and I knew I needed to go back home, but right now, I didn't want to. I couldn't.

A strange man appeared in front of me, and I screamed, slamming on my brakes. The person hit my windshield, and I felt my car flip, and I tumbled over and over, glass breaking and metal creaking.

I groaned, my head aching already, glass digging into my arm.

My ears were ringing and my vision was blurred, but I saw the man, the one whom I had just hit, stand up and slowly approach me.

Oh god.

What's your favorite POV? Third Person, Caroline, Damon, etc?

Are you guys excited for the road trip? We'll have to see who finds poor Caroline! (;