Elena looked at the strange, dark woman on her doorstep. As she looked into those dark eyes, she felt as if she'd known her all her life. Where had she seen her before? Oh yes, at the restaurant about a week ago. But, how did she find out where they lived?

"It depends who's looking for him," Elena answered bitterly. She didn't embrace the concept of strangers knowing their name and house.

"My name is Gena. I just want to talk with him."

'Gena,' she thought. Stefan had mentioned that name a lot recently. She heard him talking to Damon secretly about some girl named Gena, but they were quiet about it around her. Was Stefan secretly seeing her or something? That's crazy talk; she knew Stefan too well, and his love for Elena was proof.

"Honey, who is it?" Stefan yelled from the hall.

"It's someone for you," she relayed back to him. Elena watched as her husband moved gracefully down the main hallway to meet her at the door. He lightly kissed her head as he grabbed the handle.

She watched as he opened the door, and the smile that was on his face melted.

The woman looked up at her husband with the same shock and awe. Then, with a secret smile, she spoke.

"Good day, Stefan; long time, no see. Aren't you going to invite me in?"

He must have stared at her for twenty minutes. There she was, alive and well. Well, as much alive as she could be. Stefan could sense it now; she was definitely a vampire. He could tell that she sensed his power as well.

"Hello…Stefan? Can I come in?"

Elena was giving both of them weird gazes as she tried to figure out what was going on.

"Sure, Gena. You are welcome in my home," he said stoically as he turned to Elena. "Honey, this is my sister, Gena. Gena, this is my wife, Elena."

Gena nodded in Elena's direction.

"For a second there I thought she was Katherine," Gena said with some tension in her voice.

"No, Katherine's dead," Elena added.

"Good."

Elena looked up at Stefan with puzzlement

"I didn't know you had a sister."

"I didn't think it was necessary to talk about it then," Stefan answered.

Stefan noticed the car parked in front of his house, and the other occupant in it.

"Who's your friend?"

"Oh, he's my boyfriend. Is it all right if he comes in?"

"Of course," Elena said.

Stefan watched as Gena ran fast, almost too quickly, down to her car and walked back up with her companion.

"Gavin, this is my brother, Stefan." She paused as they shook hands. "And this is…my sister-in-law, Elena?"

"Yes, that's right," Elena said as she shook Gavin's hand. "Won't you both come in?"

The four walked together into the house. Stefan saw his sister looking around the main hallway, and heard her mentally comment on the color scheme.

'I was right, this isn't his type of house,' she said.

All he could do was smile. It was all happening too fast really, but she was here and that was all that mattered.

He sat down in a chair, across from the worn couch that his sister now occupied. They sat in silence before Elena broke in.

"So, why are you here? Or actually how are you here?"

Gena gave a shy smile towards her new sister-in-law and her brother.

"Well, as you know Stefan, I died."

"Yes, I remember that part."

Stefan felt tears well up in his eyes as he remembered how she looked. Her raven hair cascaded down the silk pillow. Her eyes, those beautiful fathomless eyes, were shut forever.

He wiped the tear from his cheek. Then Elena jumped in to the conversation.

"Ok, I don't mean to be rude, but I didn't even know Stefan had a sister. He told me about his brother, but nothing of you."

"Well, that's nice of you Stefan," Gena said sarcastically. "Actually, he had three sisters. Two older and then me; I was the youngest of the Salvatore clan."

Elena looked extremely confused at the whole situation, but motioned for Gena to continue.

Gena continued on with the story. She told Elena everything about Will, Dante, and Katherine. Stefan noticed that she didn't go into to much detail of the night she died, except for who did it.

"It was Dante who jumped us," Gena said as she reached for Gavin's hand.

"He said he found your bodies like that. Father congratulated him for bringing you home," he said with surprise.

"No, he killed us, Stefan. He killed us and left us there in the road. Then, as I was lying there looking at the stars, someone came to me. I thought it was an angel at the time, but I later found out that it was Katherine."

"Katherine? Why was she there?" Elena was very focused on this part of the story.

Gena looked directly at him when she continued.

"She was mad at me because I knew she was playing both you and Damon. I threatened her, told her to stay away from both of you, and I guess she didn't take that very well. So, she followed Dante to see what he was going to do to us. Instead of just letting me die, she wanted to make me suffer so she turned me instead. When I woke up in the tomb, she was there and told me that I could never go home again and if I refused, she wouldn't tell me how to survive. Will was dead in there with me."

Stefan could see the anguish in his sister's face as she remembered the scene as she awoke.

"I hate her," Gena said venomously.

"Join the club," Elena interjected.

He could see the surprise on his sister's face after his wife's comment.

"How do you know her?" Gena asked Elena.

Stefan stretched and sighed deeply.

"You're going to be here for a while," he said with a pained smile.

"You no, we're not throwing another pity party are we, Stefan?"