disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the Vampire Diaries.

AU warnings, relationships between men, swearing, sexual relationships, etc.

Set just after Kol's death in 4x12 and just after Bella meets the Volturi.

The In Between

-Alaric-

Mike watched the hunter stare out at the boozed up form of Damon Salvatore. He felt bad for Alaric Saltzman, had always felt bad for him. He died to when Elena Gilbert did as well. He bounded himself to her so that he could protect her. And that sniveling little twat couldn't even keep herself together long enough to think about the consequences of her actions. At least he thought about them. But he should have known.

The Petrova females were selfish and their idea of being helpful was saying they cared and playing the good friend. At least Katerina had a fucking humanity source in Elijah. Jeremy Gilbert, while Elena's last ounce of humanity, had been ready to end her life. He wouldn't lie, the boy was more appealing with every new thing he learned about him.

Deciding to make his presence known, the witch cleared his throat. "Alaric," he said and the hunter turned his head towards him. The blonde held up his hands in defense. "Whoa big guy-I'm a friend. I can help you."

"Who are you?" Alaric asked.

"My name is Mikhail," the witch stated and walked towards him. "I'm here to bring you back"

"Why?"

Mike looked towards Damon, "Wouldn't it be much easier to talk to him instead of just having a one-way conversation? I mean, I know it sucks but still."

Alaric laughed bitterly. Yes it did hurt knowing that his buddy, while a sadomasochist asshole who drunk more than any alcoholic, was hurting. He looked at the child who had come to help him. He was no older than seventeen, maybe the same age as Jeremy. But it wasn't his age that made the man feel he could be trusted. It was his eyes. The young man looked like he had faced so much and he was no older than the boy he had considered a son.

Mike smiled softly. "I won't hurt you nor will I harm Elena." Too much, he added mentally. He might not kill the girl but she would be getting some torture from not just him, but also Bella. He frowned softly, he didn't know if the Original vampire was going to be gentle about her torment.

Alaric laughed. "How are we gonna get out here?"

Mike smiled darkly, "The spirits owe me a favor. But for now, we have a few spots."

Alaric arched an eyebrow. "Where?"

Mystic Falls

-The Bennett Residence-

Bonnie opened the door to find a honey blonde haired man with deep blue eyes staring at her. Over his shoulder was the pale body of Mike and behind him was Rebekah Mikaelson. "Um," she said feeling awkward and slightly uncomfortable. "What is going on?"

"Your witch needs a place to stay," Rebekah answered. "Can we come in?"

Bonnie looked at Mike's form and then back inside where her father was walking about the kitchen with her mother. She nodded, "Come in. Place him on the couch," she said and watched as the two vampires walked in. She moved to close the door when a hand stopped it.

"Oh come on love, don't be mean!"

She opened the door and found Kol standing there. It worked, she smiled weakly, it really worked. She'll admit she had been skeptic since it was Expression she had been using. But it worked.

He was back. "Kol," she whispered and touched his cheek, tenderly. As if to see if he was real.

"I missed you too darling," he said wrapping his arms around her waist, pressing her lips to his in a soft kiss. He pulled away, smiling. "Now it's not weird."

Bonnie laughed. No it wasn't, she agreed. "No it isn't," she said and gave him another kiss.

"Bonnie?" she broke away and turned to find her parents looking at the two of them. Abby looked disgusted and Rudy was a mixture of pain and confusion. Abby stepped forward, locking eyes with the Original who her daughter was tangled in. "Release her."

Kol scoffed, "Why should I? You may have birthed her, but she is not your daughter. You lost that right to be a parent the moment you walked out on her and never returned."

Abby stepped closer to him. "Release her,"

"Or what? You don't have and powers and to be honest, I'm more frightened of the blonde witch currently dead on your furniture."

Bonnie watched as the confusion came to life in her mother's eyes. "Witch?"

"Mikhail," Kol said, the boy's name rolling off his tongue and the young couple watched as the color drained from Abby's face.

The In Between

-Jeremy and Jenna-

Mike hummed as he and Alaric made their way up the pathway to the Gilbert house. It astonished the hunter how the young man knew some many tricks at the drop of a hat. He paused and rapped on the door as if someone would open it. To his surprise the door opened a second later to reveal a very human Jenna Sommers.

"Hello," she said cautiously looking at the teenage boy. "How might I help you?"

Mike decided on being blunt, "Are you aware, Ms. Sommers, that you have died?"

She nodded curtly. "Very much thanks,"she said sarcastically. Alaric smiled, there was the Jenna he had loved. "And just who are you?"

"My apologies " said the witch, "My name is Mikhail, although these days I go by Mike Newton. I am a witch and a good one. I wish you no harm and I wish to help you return to the world of the living. You and your nephew."

Jenna looked at him, then at Alaric, who waved awkwardly before turning her attention back on the young man. "Why should I trust you on that alone?"

Mike laughed. "I figured you would be distrusting," he said. "If you don't have my word, then take Bonnie's. She is a good girl and I would never harm her."

"Bonnie?"

Mike looked over Jenna, his eyes locking on the brown eyes of Jeremy Gilbert. He would admit, the boy was far more attractive up close but he shook those thoughts away and smiled softly as the boy stepped forward at the sound of Bonnie's name. "Yes," Mike answered. "I'm her ancestor, if you'd like to believe it or not."

Jeremy looked him up and down. "How?"

Mike gave a small laugh. "I do hope sexual attraction is not a lose on you, Mr. Gilbert. If not, I do believe I'm going to have to explain."

He found the color of red tinging Jeremy's face to be adorable and pushed the thought back before clearing his throat. "I have a proposal for all of you."

"And what proposal shall that be?" Jenna asked crossing her arms over her chest. She had enough of the supernatural for one lifetime and an afterlife one as well. The blonde stranger smiled softly to her.

"I will bring all of you back," he said, "No tricks, no deals, none of the sort. You'll be alive, you'll not be rotting zombies nor will the people around you die if they see you. I simply need you back so you can help Elena find her humanity again. Once that is done, I will allow all of you to go your separate ways if you wish."

"And Silas?" Jeremy asked.

Mike gave a smile. "Leave him to me."

Jeremy looked at him and watched Alaric. The hunter smiled, showing the teenager that he trusted him. Brown eyes met blue ones once more and a strange emotion ran through Jeremy. "I'm in," he said without realizing it.

Mike's smile caused him to blush and when he was alive, Jeremy would sit down and think long and hard on why he found it sexy.