September 28th.

Cherith woke up, just laying in bed, staring at her ceiling the following morning.

She had no idea why but she felt she wanted to remember something, but had no idea exactly what it was.

Sitting up, Cherith let out a small hiss at the headache that rushed through her head and she groaned, cradling her head.

"What the hell?"

She muttered as she stood up and left her room, heading towards the bathroom for some aspirin.

At the same time, Elena walked out of her room, heading towards the bathroom as well.

Cherith raised her hand, stopping her sister.

"Wait. Lemme just grab some aspirin and you're free to do whatever you want."

Elena stopped, looking at her sister confused.

"Are you okay?"

Cherith groaned shaking her head and giving her sister the stink eye and Elena nodded as she moved to open the door.

"I guess you're not."

As soon as she opened the door though, she stopped, shocked as she found herself face to face with Vicki Donovan brushing her teeth and wearing a pair of Jeremy's black shirts.

Cherith blinked at her, before pushing her way past the other 2 girls, not deeming any worth her time.

"Uhh…"

"I-I'm sorry… I'm almost done."

Vicki replied but Elena shook her head as Cherith walked past them again with the bottle of aspirin and went down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Jenna was sat in the kitchen, working on her thesis when she looked up.

"Well morning sunshine."

Cherith groaned.

"Please… no…"

She mumbled as she took the aspirin and gulped it down with water.

"What's with you?"

"I dunno, I suddenly woke up this morning with a massive headache. It wasn't even like this the morning after the founder's ball thing."

Jenna grinned at her.

"Yeah well, I guess it's the universe's way of punishing you on my behalf."

Cherith rewarded that with sticking her tongue out at Jenna who chuckled, going back to her work.

"Well."

Cherith said, standing up.

"I have to go get ready for school. See you later."

"Sure."

As Cherith walked up the stairs, she idly wondered why she hadn't even mentioned Vicki to her aunt but ignored it.

She wasn't a snitch, especially when it wasn't a dangerous secret.

But she had a guess that her aunt already knew.

She could be sneaky when she wanted.

Also, she had a feeling Elena would tattle anyway.

She always was the goody two shoes.


Mystic Falls High.

Cherith walked into the school building, head buried in a brown wooly scarf and looking like a hobo as she tried to drown out the noise of the hallway.

"Hey Cherry, what's with the scarf? Are you trying to rock being a babushka?"

She joked and Cherith gave her a dry look.

"You're not funny."

Leslie scoffed.

"Oh, but I am honey."

Just then, Caroline walked up to them, looking all preppy and bouncy as she usually was.

"Sexy suds car wash is tomorrow. I know you'll be there Leslie. As for you Cherith, if you don't at least show up to support your sister and friends, I'll introduce you to a lot of boys."

She threatened with a smile and Cherith glared at her.

"What's this, make Cherith Gilbert angry day?"

She snarked before wincing and holding her head.

"I swear it's you who gave me this headache Caroline. I must have known you'd be coming to me with bad news."

Caroline huffed though a smile was on her face as she softly patted Cherith's forehead.

"See you there!"

She gestured towards her groupies who were behind her and they all walked away and Leslie grinned.

"Looks like I'll be seeing you there then."

Cherith grudgingly nodded as they headed to class.

"I guess. Not like I have a choice. I'll just come with Jenna and cocoon somewhere in the shades."

Leslie chuckled.

"Whatever you say. Anyways, this gives me the opportunity to try out this new bikini set I bought last summer in LA."

She then turned to Cherith, curious.

"Think Stefan's brother would show up?"

Cherith shrugged.

"I don't know. That question's for Stefan himself."

Leslie scoffed, fanning herself dramatically.

"Please! Like I actually have the guts to approach such handsomeness. I can't even approach Chad Davis and we grew up in the same town!"

"Too bad for you then."


Later that afternoon.

Mystic Grill.

Elena sighed again as she checked her time and went back to playing pool with Matt who looked at her.

"How late is he?"

He asked curiously and Elena sighed, slightly impatient and angry.

"Hitting the hour mark. Nothing's wrong though. Which means I'm not talking boy problems with you."

She gave him a playful look and he scoffed, smiling as she cues the ball.

"Good. I mean, it's not like we were ever best friends or anything."

He mocked her and she grinned before sighing.

"Okay, fine. Here goes… What do you think of Stefan?"

She asked curiously.

"Why? What's he done?"

"Not any one thing. He's just so secretive all the time. I think there's something that he doesn't want me to know, which makes me want to know all the more."

She ranted, her frustration slightly sipping out and Matt looked at her amused but slightly curious.

"Like what? Like that he's a serial killer and he keeps a clown suit in his trunk?"

Elena gave him a look and he chuckled.

"Well, um... Let's see… He's great at football. A little bit of a loner, and as much as I hate saying it, he might be a nice guy."

He added, nodding slightly and Elena sighed.

"So you think I'm just being paranoid?"

"No, I just think you should talk to him."

"Talk to me about what?"

Stefan said as he finally got to the grill, making Elena and Matt turn towards him.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

He added as he got to Elena and Elena frowned.

"What happened?"

"I got held up."

"Is everything okay?"

She asked, slightly concerned and Stefan nodded.

"There was this thing with my uncle."

Elena gave him a tired look.

"And you couldn't call and tell me that you were going to be an hour late?"

Matt suddenly placed the cue stick on the pool table, knowing the conversation was getting heated.

"Okay! I'll just um… leave you both to it."

With that, he excused himself from the area and walked away and Elena looked at Stefan expectedly.

"I'm really sorry Elena, but it was unavoidable."

"What was unavoidable?"

She asked him again and Stefan wasn't sure how to respond as he stood in front of her. No idea how to explain saving Zach from Damon.

Elena looked at him with a pained expression, knowing he wasn't going to divulge any information and turned to walk away from him.

"Okay then…"

Stefan sighed, going after her.

"Wait. Elena, please…"

Elena whipped back to him suddenly, frustrated.

"No, Don't you get it? Stefan… Every question gets a vague non-answer! What is so awful that you're afraid to tell me?!"

Stefan looked pained, not liking where the conversation had moved towards.

He never noticed an old man staring intensely at him, looking at him like he knew him from somewhere.

His eyes showed shock as he slowly walked up to the couple.

"I know you."

Elena and Stefan immediately turned to the older gentleman who was staring at Stefan like he was the most fascinating anomaly in the world.

"Excuse me?"

Stefan asked, curious yet confused.

"I know you. How can it be?"

He murmured mostly to himself but the two of them heard him and Stefan began to get cautious.

Stefan shook his head.

"Um, I think you have the wrong person sir…"

He said, hoping it would drive the man away but the old man shook his head, seeming really sure of what he was saying.

"You haven't aged a day. How can this be?"

As soon as he said that, all the hairs on Stefan's undead body raised as he looked at the man with something more akin to panic.

Stefan shook is head, slightly making a move for Elena.

"I'm sorry. Excuse me."

With that, he softly moved Elena away from the man and outside, talking to her and hoping she wouldn't be curious enough to take the man seriously.

"Hey, can we...can I take you home and we can talk about it? Is that ok?"

Elena looked at him curiously, her head turning towards the door into the Grill and back and Stefan like she wanted to go back in and know more about what the man had said.

"Wait, what was that?"

"I—I don't know… uh, nothing."

He stuttered out and Elena sighed for the hundredth time that day, looking so done.

"Right. Nothing. As usual. Look, I have to go Stefan. Excuse me."

With that, she walked away, leaving Stefan staring at her back as he sighed, unsure of what to do as well.


That evening.

Mystic Grill.

Logan Fell walked into the Grill, dressed impeccably and a smile on his handsome face as he spotted the sheriff and walked over to her.

"Evening sheriff. Anything?"

He asked, lowering his voice as she nodded at him.

"We went over the entire west side of the lake. All the caverns by the falls were clean, no signs of habitat."

Logan furrowed his brows together in thought.

"Then it means they're staying in town."

Liz Forbes nodded, albeit unsure.

"But we already swept through all the abandoned buildings and warehouses in town. Still nothing."

"Then it must be a private residence."

Liz sighed, looking stressed.

"And that much harder to locate, if not impossible. These creatures are smart. They know how to go undetected."

"Well then someone who only comes out at night should eventually become obvious and suspicious. The people of Mystic Falls should be enough of a gossip mill to lead us to them soon enough."

Liz nodded before suddenly remembering something.

"And what about the watch?"

"I'm working on it."

Logan assured her with a smirk and Liz gave him an important advice.

"I knew the Gilberts. That watch is passed down to the men in the family. I'd start with Jeremy."

Logan nodded with a serious look before thanking the sheriff.

Just then, Jenna walked into the Grill, looking all dressed up and spotted Logan from behind, walking over to him.

"Hey Logan."

Logan turned, excusing himself from the sheriff and grinned at Jenna as he walked over to her.

"Hey! I can't believe you actually came."

He beamed and she scoffed, a small smirk on her face.

"Neither do I. You have an hour. Make it count."


Gilbert Residence.

Cherith woke up that evening in her room, finally feeling better as she sat up on her bed, her hair in a disarray which she didn't notice.

She looked towards her window and realized it was dark out already and sighed as she flung her leg over her bed and on the floor, ignoring how cold her feet were.

There was soon a knock on her door and Jeremy walked in.

"Hey you. I was wondering if you were dead or something."

Cherith scoffed as she stood up and stretched, walking over to him with a face.

"Oh, Ha. Ha. So funny Jemmie."

She pushed him out of her way and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

"Downstairs. I'm starving."

Jeremy shook his head.

"And ruin the evening Stefan and Elena are having?"

He asked her as she began her descent down the stairs.

"I do what I want!"

Jeremy chuckled, shaking his head at his youngest sister as he walked back into his room from going to the bathroom.

As Cherith got down the stairs, she smelt something super nice as her stomach rumbled.

"Oh I don't care if those two are getting it on in the kitchen but I need food."

With that, she walked into the kitchen, seeing the both of them kissing.

She ignored them, walking towards the plates on the kitchen island with food and sighed with relish, inhaling the sweet aroma of chicken parmesan.

The couple, hearing a sound, jumped apart only to sigh when they saw Cherith staring dreamily at the plates of food before her, her eyes dark with circles and her hair forming it's own gibberish letter.

"Cherry! A little warning next time!"

Elena sighed as she rested against the sink and Stefan stared at the littlest Gilbert amused.

"Good evening, Cherith."

"Hi."

Elena sighed, more used to her sister's odd ways and looked at her.

"What do you want?"

Cherith looked up at her sister expectantly.

"I need sustenance."

Elena sighed ruefully, wondering exactly where it had gone wrong with her sister.

"You know, sometimes you sound all prim and proper for no reason."

Cherith shrugged, turning her head back to one of the plates on the table.

"Must be because I'm half British. Now, which one of you is sacrificing their food so they can stay on the good side of Cherith Gilbert the great?"

She beamed innocently at them and Elena opened her mouth to protest when Stefan chuckled, placing a hand on Elena's back and looking at Cherith.

"It's okay Cherith. You can have a plate, there's still some leftover from the cooking."

Cherith beamed at Stefan as she quickly grabbed a plate and went to the fridge to grab a bottled water, looking at her sister.

"See, Elena. This… this is how you get in the good graces of someone. You know Stefan, I just might let you call me Cherry… in a few years from now."

She said, as she closed the fridge, looking at him and he nodded at her amused.

"Of course, and I'd be honored."

Elena breathed through her nose, pointing out of the kitchen.

"Room. Now."

Cherith scoffed as she began walking out.

"You're not my mother. Well, you're not both of them. You're my elder sister and your duty is to spoil me rotten. I'll leave anyways, but only because I totally want to. See you losers later!"

She said, walking out and up the stairs to her room and Elena sighed while Stefan chuckled, both turning to each other.

"Your sister is really something."

Elena sighed, grinning a bit.

"She is, isn't she?"

Stefan smiled, placing his palms on her cheeks, bringing his face closer to hers.

"Now… where were we?"


Forbes Residence.

Caroline is on the phone with Tiki, discussing outfits for the sexy suds car wash the following day, going through her wardrobe.

'Caroline… Caroline…'

A voice similar to Damon's called out to her eerily and she looked around before ignoring it and walking to her mirror with an outfit in hand.

"No, Tiki, do not do the one-piece, ok? I've seen it on you. Trust me. Yeah, but you're going for stripper pole vibe this year."

'Caroline…'

His voice sounded again and this time, Caroline caught a reflection in the mirror and she turned immediately, only to find no one in her room and she sighed, moving to her bed and flopping on it.

"Yeah, maybe we should wash the cars in slow motion. No."

She joked, laughing.

'Caroline'

She heard again and she looked around her room, now more scared Ashe her body shivered.

"Caroline? You still there?"

Tiki's voice sounded over the phone and she snapped out of it.

"What? oh, um, sorry. Um, so I'll just see you tomorrow. Two-piece. Ok, bye"

She said rather hurriedly as she cut the call and sighed, closing her eyes, stressed.

She idly wondered what was up with her life as now she was so sure she was suddenly hearing voices.

"Caw!"

Caroline jumped up to her feet, startled as she looked at her opened window where a black and huge crowd sat on her window sill, looking directly at her.

"Caw! Caw!"

She immediately grabbed a textbook from her desk and slowly moved towards the window.

"Shoo! Shoo!"

She hit the huge crowd with the fat textbook, making it loose it's balance, falling over and flying away.

Caroline sighed as soon as it vanished from her line of sight and hugged the textbook to herself, still creeped out.

"I must be going out if my mind!"

She mumbled out as she threw the book on her bed angrily and moved to close her windows to avoid a repeat.


Salvatore Boarding House.

Damon groaned as he lay on the cold, floor of the cellar, coughing, his skin grey and corpse like as he looked in pain.

Stefan walked to the locked cellar door, staring in through the small opening.

"I bet… you're feeling pretty good about yourself hm?"

Damon croaked out, hacking out a cough and looking rather pitiful.

Stefan looked down at him, straight faced.

"Not particularly."

Damon makes a small noise.

"You won. You got the bad guy. Now nothing could come between you and Elena. Except the truth."

He struggled, turning his head to look right at Stefan who stared at him head on.

"The lies will catch up to you, Stefan. As long as you keep lying to yourself about what you are."

Stefan kept staring at his brother unreadably before he finally spoke.

"The beauty of you in there and me out here...is that I can walk away."

With that, he turned and left his weak and groaning brother behind in the cellar.


September 29th.

Sexy Suds Carwash.

Cherith sighed as she sat by a pavement, watching the cheerleaders and football players wash the cars of the Mystic Falls' residence.

"If only I had my own car…"

She mumbled pitifully as she stared around at the cars parked all around the lot and Leslie who was by her side, removing her shirt and revealing a white and emerald green bikini top while leaving her Jean shorts on but unbuttoned and slightly unzipped so it showed it's white and emerald green bottom bikini pair a bit, chuckled.

"Don't worry. It'll soon be February and your sweet 16 will smack you right in the face."

"How astute."

Cherith replies dryly before gulping down a bottle of water and her head whipping fast when she heard a scream as the hose one of the cheerleaders had been holding splashed her with water and Matt ran to grab it from her, holding it down and Cherith and Leslie chuckled before Cherith sighed morosely.

"Well… I guess that's going to be the only drama I'll be witnessing today."

Leslie scoffed as she handed Cherith her bag.

"You don't need to spend the whole day here, you know? Just make sure Caroline sees you and you're good to go. Now, can you be a dear and help me put this in my locker?"

Cherith waved her off, nodding as she spotted her sister and Stefan nearby.

Her aunt was a bit further away resting on a white press bus, that Fell guy in front of a camera.

Cherith shook her head, wondering just why her aunt would fall for such a loser like him.

Honestly!

He looked like some starving TV reporter who loved to poke his nose into other people's businesses.

Okay, she just didn't like him period.

He did chest on her aunt after all.

She couldn't really remember him. Apparently she'd been 5 or 6 when she last saw him and looking at him, she didn't think he was impressive enough to have stuck in her memory.

Cherith finally stood up, dusting her shorts and grabbing Leslie's bag, heading into the school building to put the bag in her friend's locker.

As she closed it, she was about to head back out when she ran into Caroline looking slightly freaked out.

"Hey Caroline, did you see a ghost?"

She snorted, chuckling at her own joke and stopping when she saw the unimpressed look on Caroline's face.

"Whatever. I can make fun of you however I want, you made me come here after all. What are you doing here all alone anyways?"

Cherith asked as Caroline looked around.

"Nothing. I'll… see you later."

With that she walked out of the building fast, leaving Cherith staring at her oddly.

She nodded after a while, accepting it as one of the things that just made Elena and her friends odd.


Woods.

Vicki excitedly dragged Jeremy towards a particular destination deep in the woods.

"Where are you taking me?"

He asked, curious as he looked around and Vicki turned slightly to him before looking forward with a grin.

"We can't hide out in your room all the time. Welcome to my other favorite party place."

She gushed as they finally reached their destination and Jeremy looked around, slightly underwhelmed and confused.

"A… cemetery?"

He asked as they got closer and he saw 3 other people sat around the area, looking all doped up and gothic.

"Yeah, it's cool hunh?"

She grinned at him before one of the 2 guys there greeted her with a grin, a roll of weed in his hand.

"Yo Vick!"

"What's up Jared?"

She greeted him excitedly and Jeremy looked around, slightly wary but covering up with a small smile.

Jared looked at Jeremy before turning to Vicki, smoking the weed.

"You babysitting, Donovan?"

He mocked and Vicki scoffed.

"This is Jeremy guy… don't worry, he's cool."

Jared nodded at Jeremy who nodded back and he handed the weed to Vicki who grabbed it.

"Smoke up Vick!"

She inhaled it, before moving to Jeremy and breathing out some of the smoke which Jeremy moved towards and inhaled and exhaled, coughing slightly with a grin at how strong it was and Vicki grinned at him.


Salvatore Boarding House.

Caroline walked slowly towards the large and imposing boarding house, looking slightly confused but the voice of Damon kept calling her towards him.

She walked straight right in and goes straight towards the cellar, as if being directed by him.

"Caroline… help me…"

She heard the croaked voice of Damon as she entered the cellar and rushed to the locked door, looking inside and gasping.

"Oh my God! Damon?? What the hell! How did I know you were here?!"

She asked, looking freaked out at everything that was happening and grabbing her hair, confused.

"Because I wanted you to. Very, very badly. Now, be a dear and let me out of here. Please."

He gasped out and Caroline moved to open it before pausing as if suddenly remembering something and glaring at Damon through the small opening.

"You bit me."

"And you liked it. Don't you remember?"

He said, standing up weakly and moving to the door, holding on to stand straight as he was super weak, trying to convince her but she kept staring at him accusingly.

"Why do I keep remembering the same things, but in different ways?"

"You remember what I want you to remember. And now that the vervain has passed out of your system, you won't remember what you're about to do."

He said, looking deep into her eyes and she slowly got lost in them.

"What am I about to do?"

She asked him in a whisper, her heart rate quickening, and he whispered back to her.

"You're gonna open the door."

He said back and she looked at the handle, albeit hesitantly and he grunts, making her look at him again.

"Caroline, you're gonna open the door."

He said strongly this time, his eyes slightly menacing and Caroline slowly grabbed the handle, opening it and in that moment, Zach walked down into the cellar and his eyes widened as he saw her about to open the door.

"No! No! Stop!"

He shouted sprinting over to Caroline and pushing her away, pushing the door closed while Damon grunted, trying to use whatever strength he had left to push the door open.

Zach turned to a beyond terrified Caroline who was suddenly scared stiff.

"Get out of here!"

He grunts as Damon pushed against the door and Caroline finally got her bearing and sprinted away.

"Run!"

Zach shouted and in that moment, Damon used all his body weight to push the door open, making Zach grunt as he fell and Damon blurred to him and immediately snapped his neck without any mercy, looking menacing as Zach fell to the ground, dead.

Damon turned towards where Caroline had just left, and ran after her with the little strength he had left.

It was a struggle for both him and her and Caroline's survival was in between but she soon made it out of the door and the sunlight reflected on Damon's skin which burnt him horribly without his ring and he blurred away from the light, glaring at the open door where Caroline could be seen, sprinting away from the boarding house like the hounds of he'll were after her, cursing at his missed snacking opportunity.


Sexy Suds Carwash.

"Sweeper duty."

Tiki said, walking up to Bonnie and handing her a sweeper broom with a smirk and Bonnie turned to her, confused.

"What?"

"We have to clean the pavement."

Tiki shrugged and Bonnie raised an eyebrow at her.

"It's a car wash. By definition, the pavement is clean."

Tiki crossed her arms.

"But not dry."

Bonnie sighed, closing her eyes in frustration. She knew Tiki was doing this on purpose as Bonnie had told her to wash a car that, according to Tiki was a 'P.O.S'

Bonnie opened her eyes to look at a smirking Tiki.

"And why am I doing this again?"

"Caroline bailed, so that leaves me in charge. Fabulous."

She gushed before walking away to boss some other people, leaving Bonnie simmering with anger.


Cherith looked around for either Elena or Leslie to tell them she was leaving as she couldn't stay anymore.

It was already getting to her.

She wasn't even a cheerleader and some people had already walked up to her asking for assistance to get something or the other.

Honestly, Cherith could be nice when she wanted to be but this was too much for her. She had a reputation to uphold.

Sighing as she spotted none of the people, only Bonnie who was busy, she turned to walk away when she suddenly heard panicked screams and shouts around turned to see what was going on.

Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw a blue car lit up in flames, a trail of fire by the side.

"Somebody call the fire department!"

She heard Matt shout out nearby and she quickly moved back as the flames got bigger and stronger.

Her eyes then sought out Bonnie who seemed to be out of it or in shock and the trail of fire directly in front of her.

That made Cherith panic as it could end up hurting her.

Before she could shout out or even rush towards her, Stefan got to Bonnie, shaking her and a few minutes later, the fire stopped.

Cherith suddenly forgot about Bonnie, stopping and staring at the burnt car in surprise.

The fire had gotten rather uncontrollable and yet it just died down without any explanation.

Nearby, she heard Tiki's screams as she circled the car.

"Oh no! My car! I haven't even fully paid for it yet!"

She cried out, and while Cherith found it funny, she still couldn't shake off the oddity of the wind stopping the car so suddenly.

As she slowly turned to leave, hearing the sirens of the fire department and the cops, she idly wondered about the fire. How it even started in the first place.

Had it been leaking?

What made it catch on fire.

Nearby, a freaked out Bonnie excused herself, rushing into the school, a slightly concerned and thoughtful Stefan staring at her as she left.


TV Station.

Elena goes through footages of a particular time period, looking for something in particular.

She finally found a video with no color whatsoever.

Black and White and not fully clear.

She clicked on it.

"This is Franklin Fell reporting to you from the Salvatore Boarding House, where a brutal animal attack has ended in tragedy."

A man spoke to the camera before suddenly turning to the boarding house behind him.

"Ok, they're bringing out the bodies. See if you can get closer. Is that the nephew?"

He pondered, as the camera got closer to a young man by the door and Elena's eyes widened as she gasped lowly, finding herself staring at the exact copy of Stefan before he moved from view.

She quickly ended the video and stared ahead at nothing in particular.

Confused and scared.


Forbes Residence.

Sheriff Forbes walked into her daughters room, seeing her in her bed, hugging herself and looking nowhere in particular.

"I didn't see you at the car wash."

She spoke as she stood at the entrance.

"I left early."

Was Caroline's monotonous reply, who hugged herself closer, not in the mood to say a thing. Liz looked at her daughter closely.

"Honey, are you okay?"

She asked softly, taking a step into the room.

"Anything you want to talk about? Is it a boy thing?"

She joked and Caroline who really wasn't in the mood to talk scoffed.

"If I wanted to talk about boys, mom, I'll call dad. At least he's successfully dating one."

She snarked, not noticing her mother's hurt expression as she looks at her daughter once more and quietly walks out of the room, closing the door.


Salvatore Boarding House.

Stefan walks into his home after a long day, only to stop at how eerily quiet it was.

No sound of Zach walking about or even sleeping and no sound coming from the basement.

His eyes suddenly widened in panic at the cellar and he blurred down, only to stop in devastation as soon as he spots a grey looking Zach on the ground, neck twisted at a very bad direction.

"Oh no…"

He muttered as he stumbled over to one of his last descendants, crouching down in front of him, looking in tears.

"Zach…"


Gilbert Residence.

"Dear diary."

Elena began from where she sat.

"I'm not a believer. People are born, they grow old, and then they die. That's the world we live in. There's no magic, no mysticism, no immortality. There's nothing that defies rational thought."


Bonnie's Gram's Residence.

Bonnie knocks on her grandmother's door rather desperately that night, arms wrapped around herself as she look way out of it.

The door slowly opened and an older mocha skinned lady with curly brown hair walked out, staring at her granddaughter.

"I… I don't know what's happening to me…"

She stutters out, eyes filling up with tears and her Grams smiled softly at her.

"I know, dear."

Bonnie bursts out into tears, moving to hug her grandmother who reciprocated the hug back.

"Oh Grams…"


Gilbert Residence.

Logan sneaks into Jeremy's room when no one is looking, searching desperately for an item which he finally found.

The Gilbert watch.

He instantly pockets it and was about to leave when Jeremy walks into his room, looking at Logan with a frown and slightly suspicious.

"What are you doing here?"

Logan feigns a smile.

"Oh, hey man. Just looking for the bathroom."

Jeremy points him the way and he leaves the room.


Meanwhile with Elena…

'It's not possible. I'm not a believer, I can't be. But how can I deny what's right in front of me? Someone who never grows old...'

She suddenly remembers a bunch of flashbacks like the old man being sure of the date… 1953.

'Never gets hurt'

She remembers when she had been so sure Stefan had cut his hand during that brawl with Jeremy and Tyler.

'Someone who changes in ways that can't be explained...'

She remembers his eyes changing occasionally.

'Girls bitten. People drained of blood'

She remembers when Matt told her Vicki had said she'd been bitten by a vampire. Or Caroline's body filled with bite marks.


Cemetery.

Vicki heads back to her car, stoned, about to head in when she heard someone coughing and groaning.

"Hey man… you okay?"

Damon groaned.

"Come here…"

He replied weakly and she walked over to him.

"You don't look so good."

"Come closer… I have something… to tell you…"

He breaths out, stumbling and Vicki rushed to him, steadying him up.

"Woah, woah, woah…"

She lets out, holding him.

"I got you… you're gonna be okay. I got you."

But before she knew it, he sped her up against the car and took a bite of her neck, Vicki letting out a devastating scream.


Salvatore Boarding House.

Stefan looked murderous suddenly as he looked around for something, anything… and he found it.

A wooden stake.

His hands tightened around it in fury as he blurred down the stairs and ran towards the door, about to do what he knew he should have done decades ago.

As he opened the door, he stopped in shock as he saw a shaky but brave Elena standing right in front of him as he came out fully.

"What are you?"

She demanded, and Stefan already knew… the gig was up.


Gilbert Residence.

Cherith tossed and turned in her bed, sweat sticking to her hair.

The air was slowly picking up in her room alone as books filtered open and clothes in her opened wardrobe blew and things rattled.

She suddenly let out a gasp, tightening her fists and a mist of red leaves her body, expanding in an explosion like wave causing the glass windows of her room to shatter, some giving webbed cracks and some breaking completely.

She tossed and turned breathing in and out desperately in her sleep, turning face up and grabbing at her covers and her body glowed a dark reddish and gold color before it seemed and the air in the room died off, Cherith suddenly becoming motionless in the scattered room with destroyed windows.


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