A/N; Happy super fucking late New Year! Okay, so I had this chapter planned weeks ago, but I kept hesitating writing it because I wasn't sure if I wanted to change the next episode that much since the episode where Elena found out she looked like Katherine was when I started hardcore shipping Delena. And then I had something terrible. Writer's block, little shit came in when I was halfway done with the chapter. Anyway, hopefully, I can get the next chapter out quicker.

Thank you guys for following and favoriting and reviews and shit it just makes my day and year - yes, my life is that pathetic. In case you've forgotten, for Nova's face claim and outfits and just a lot of shit, my Polyvore account is; randomfashionsxoxo.

After another soul-sucking day of school, she still had a lot to do; she needed to study, go to her annually scheduled appointment at the local beauty salon to get her hair colored, bring food over to Matt because while she technically just owes him homemade cookies, he sucks at cooking anything that isn't frozen and she's mildly worried he'll starve. She also has to prepare another study session with Jeremy, come up with a reasonable excuse to placate Damon for a few more days till they could find out more about the spell Emily gave them - the list honestly goes on but -

Instead, she unwound on her bed with one hand in her panties and another playing her nipple.

What?

She was happily alone for the first time in a long time, no Vampires popping in for unexpected visits, her dad was currently taking Bonnie to get her car inspected, even Merlin was suspiciously absent from the house.

She usually has quickies in weird public places, but lately, she's been so busy dealing with Supernatural drama on top of school work that she hasn't had time to even masturbate, let alone find someone to have a quick fuck with.

So, yeah, she's going to take advantage of her being alone while she was, you know, alone.

Nova breathing picked up steadily, she sighed in pleasure as she applied more pressure to her clit. She closed her eyes and tried to think of someone else's fingers pushing inside of her instead of her own. She hasn't slept with anyone with male parts in a while, she reflected idly, she got wetter at the lewd thought of actually taking her time with someone, slowly tasting every inch of their body before she rode them until she couldn't hold her self up anymore.

She started grinding the palm of her hand on her clit, pushing her fingers further into her wet heat, she pinched her nipple harder, moaning softly, her cheeks flushed as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

Nova ignored the ringing noise, trying to keep up the momentum, she impatiently rubbed the palm of her hand on her clit faster, the ringing blessedly stopped for a moment, only before starting back up. She tried to ignore it - she was so close, just a little bit more - but when her phone rang for the third time she knew she couldn't ignore it anymore as thoughts of maybe someone being hurt raced through her mind.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me right now," Nova whined into her pillow, she pulled her hand out of her crop top, blindly reaching for her persistently ringing phone on the cluttered nightstand.

The hand cramp that seized her hand when she awkwardly pulled her hand out of her panties instantly killed any lingering pleasure that she'd been having.

She didn't bother to look to see who it was, she double tapped the vague direction she thought the accept call icon was before pressing the phone to her ear. Nova's voice slightly muffled by the pillow she had face planted into, but it did absolutely nothing to hide the ire in her voice, "This better be the fucking apocalypse,"

"Uh... not exactly..."

"...Caroline? Wait - what do you mean, not exactly?" Nova repeated the words questioningly, she sat up in her bed, paranoia kicking in as she went through a list of bad things that could have happened.

It was worryingly high with her overactive imagination and all.

"Well, uh, long story short,"

Nova snorted at that, knowing with Caroline, she'd end up making even the short version practically ten pages long.

"Damon had been looking for you after school. Apparently, he wanted to track a vampire with a really old and weirdly familiar compass - which, I didn't know was a thing until now,"

Nova knew wherever this was going was not going to make her happy and blissful like she could be right now if her vibrator hadn't run out of batteries. She internally cursed - or was that out loud, she wasn't sure right now - when she tripped, distracted by her thoughts so much she almost ended up faceplanting into her wooden floors, forgetting the lace tights pulled down around her ankles.

"He was going to leave when he found out you weren't there. But then I, maybe, sorta asked if I could help. And now here I am, waiting for him to exit this creepy warehouse. But, Nova, he's been in there for a while and I'm getting mildly worried-" Caroline finished her rambling in one breath, it was honestly impressive, even for her, but she knew that if she didn't cut her friend off the blonde could and would go on for ages.

"Caroline, I'm going need you to breathe and then slowly give me instructions to the creepy warehouse, okay?" Nova gently cut off her off, after pulling her tights up under her skirt she started lacing her boots as listened to Caroline's instructions.

She vaguely remembered seeing the row of spaced out warehouses on one of her many jogs around Mystic Falls.

"Okay, just try to relax. I'm coming - I mean, I'll be right there," Nova corrected her words even though she doubted Caroline even caught the faux pas, she ended the call with one last reassurance to the anxious Caroline.

Sadly, she wouldn't be coming anytime soon, she thought with a frown. She sighed at her shit luck before grabbing her vest from the foot of her bed, she pulled it on as she hurriedly rushed out of her bedroom - only to stomp back in to use a shit ton of hand sanitizer on her hands.

Nova rushed down the stairs, skipping the last two with a jump that she regretted as soon as she landed clumsily on her heel. She smiled brightly when she saw her sister and father entering the house, she stopped the front door from closing. "Hey, dad. Bye, dad. We have to go rescue a damsel in distress." Nova spoke in a rush, helping her sister back into her jacket when she'd been in the process of removing it.

"What's going on? Who are we rescuing?" Bonnie questioned with a confused frown, sending their equally bewildered father a regretful glance while she ran along with her twin who had already hurried outside and down the front steps.

"Caroline called -"

"She's in danger?!"

"Not the damsel I'm talking about."

"Do we have to save him?" Bonnie questioned, she was half-joking, half-serious - mostly serious though.

"He might not need saving. But we probably should at least make sure he didn't drag Caroline deeper into his shit - we should also probably make sure he isn't dead." Nova added the last part on absently, speeding when the light turned green.

One day she's going to get a speeding ticket, she thought in amusement instead of in alarm like most people would, mostly because she wouldn't be the one paying the tickets, and also, getting a speeding ticket is the least of her concerns.

Eventually, she found the warehouse - well, honestly, she's shit at listening to directions of any kind, but she found Caroline's blonde hair that served as a beacon, that had to count for something, right? - she shrugged off her thoughts as she slowed down, parking behind Caroline's car.

The blonde herself was leaning on the hood of her own car, playing with her phone, like there wasn't potentially a Vampire fight going on in the warehouse in front of her. Caroline looked up with a relieved expression on her face when the twins got out the car and slammed the red car doors in unison.

"You got here fast," Caroline remarked idly, too busy studying Bonnie's faux-terrified face in barely contained amusement.

Nova ignored all of this - she hadn't been driving that fast - to root in her car for something, anything liquid. She smirked in triumph when she found an old plastic water bottle on the back seat. It was half empty, or half full depending on what type of person you are. It'd have to do, she reasoned to herself, slamming her car door she walked up to the two chatting teens.

"How long has he been in there?" Bonnie inquired, turning her head to look at the Fell's Warehouse, squinting in the sunlight.

"Fifteen minutes, I've been counting, well, my phone has been counting for me," Caroline amended looking at her phone, the twins shared an amused look while she shut off the timer on her phone.

"He told me to leave after the compass pointed to the warehouse. But I don't like taking orders from murderous vampires and this is kind of fishy, so I called you." Caroline continued bluntly, looking at her chipped pink nail polish in distaste.

"Well...If we don't, you know, come out after fifteen minutes for any unknown reasons, call Grams," Nova announced with a beaming smile before walking towards the Warehouse with confident strides. Bonnie joined her side after sending Caroline a reassuring glance that did nothing to actually reassure the blonde teen.

"Okay, so, how do you wanna do this, Bon-Bon?"

"I thought you had a plan!"

"I do - I do have a plan. I was just wondering if you had any helpful input. Don't worry, I always have a plan." Nova replied with a sheepish grin at her twin, not mentioning that it was really more of a half plan, thought up on the ride here.

She then proceeded to tell her twin the plan, but they barely had time to further the plan because the closer they got to the door, the quieter they had to be - because of the stupid Vampires and their ironically Superman hearing.

"All I can think about is my ex-girlfriend. I wanna be with her and bite her and stuff." They could hear someone through the warehouse door that was left slightly ajar, the twins shared a glance, both of them cringing at the creepy dialogue.

"Well, you probably love her," Damon responded, clearly in pain despite his casual tone; the two Vampires continued to speak as though chatting over biscuits and tea.

Nova nodded at her sister before slamming the door open, the weird ass conversation paused at the sound of the door hitting the Warehouse wall. The twins did their best to walk in casually as they could while going into what was the equivalent of a Vampire den, nest, whatever. Sneaking up on Vicki had been stupid even with the Salvatore brother's distracting her, Vampires are fucking bloodhounds and she's not going to bother trying that shit ever again.

She couldn't remember much about what she wrote in her Journal about Vampire Logan - human Logan had been a douchebag to all the girls, especially whenever Jenna had to babysit them - but she remembered that he'd been a ripper.

Ripper or not, the douchebag was the least of her worries, like below her inevitable speeding tickets worry.

The twins kept walking forward through the warehouse at a calm pace, only for both of them to jump in surprise when Logan appeared barely five feet away from them. His surprised eyes turned a hungry crimson when he saw them, dark veins appearing beneath his eyes, and his crazed grin showed sharp teeth.

Nova could feel her sister shoulders tense up beside her at the sight, she absently remembered that Bonnie's actually never seen a Vampire's face outside of their Ancestors Journals, drawings and reality tend to be two different things. She swatted the stray thought away as she quickly squeezed the water left in her large water bottle, she aimed at his face.

The water obviously threw Logan off for a moment, his face was comical as he basically flinched back in what was mostly surprise, he spat out the little water that had managed to get into his mouth. "I'm going to enjoy killing you brats," Logan growled at the twins with a glare, him having to wipe the water out of his eyes lessened the impact of the glare so much that Nova couldn't help but snort in amusement.

The display thankfully focused her twin, and not wanting to waste a moment they both focused on the water that soaked into his clothes, unknowingly they thought of one-word simultaneously; 'Ignis'

They flinched at his sudden screams when his clothes caught fire, it barely even took a second for his clothes to start to burn with an intensity that was more than what either of the girls had in mind when casting the spell.

"You got this?" Nova asked her sister, who only nodded, keeping her eyes on the Vampire as he started rapidly patting out the flames, it did almost nothing to snuff the flames.

Nova cautiously started inching her way around him while he was still distracted by his burning arm, she scrunched her nose up in disgust when the smell of burnt flesh reached her nose.

"Hello, damsel..." Nova greeted with a smile when she found the asshole, he was collapsed on the concrete floor, four bleeding holes in his chest - which, ouch, that's gotta hurt, she thought, grimacing she walked closer.

"What are you doing here?" Damon asked instead of responding to her greeting - rude, she thought it was fucking hilarious and should be acknowledged as such.

"What? No thank you so very much for saving me from the crazy with the wooden bullets?" She inquired teasingly, sighing overdramatically when he just he rolled his eyes.

He watched her cautiously when she squatted down on the concrete floor next to him - like it was her that bit people for - nevermind, she stopped her thoughts when she thought about all the times she did bite people for fun.

"Caroline called," Nova finally answered his question after a moment of grimacing when she got a closer look at the bullet holes littering his chest.

"Should've known blondie wouldn't keep her mouth shut," Damon replied with a roll of his eyes, still finding time to be an asshole even when he had holes in his chest.

Nova breathed in and out as she steeled herself for what she was going to do, ignoring the frown he was giving her, and without preamble, she tore open his shirt to get to the bullet wounds. She chose to ignore the ill timing return of her libido when she finally managed to tear his bloodstained shirt - because, really, vagina? Not right fucking now - and instead she latched onto the anger that'd she'd been holding in since she gotten the frantic call from her best friend.

"Yeah...about that, why didn't you call me instead of enlisting my very human nonmagical best friend to help you?" Nova questioned casually, she didn't hesitate with her badly concealed anger, her sharp manicured nails dug into the flesh around the bullethole brutally.

Nova had done what she could to keep Damon away from Caroline, she had made a fucking spell that'd protect all of her loved ones, she'd deliberately drawn attention to herself and away from Caroline, and the thought of everything she did being all for nothing made her bitter at herself than anyone else.

Damon groaned in discomfort, glaring when she took her sweet time pulling out the first wooden bullet. Eventually, she yanked it out carelessly, flicking the bullet away in disgust.

She paused in her pursuit of pulling out another one, there was a moment of eerie silence where there had been muted conversation, she relaxed when Logan screaming picked up again. Go, Bonnie, she thought with pride. Impatiently, she waited for an answer, her blood-soaked fingers already pulling out another bullet.

"I was going to call you, but she offered to help, insisted really," Damon replied to her question, grimacing as she deftly pulled out another wooden bullet, she tried to listen to him explain and keep an ear out for her sister.

"I personally think she's feeling a little useless because her two BFFs are actually useful and she's, well, not." Damon had the balls to reply callously when she'd finally removed the last wooden bullet.

Nova didn't get to reply back scathingly, only having time for a heated glare when she heard her sister gasp in horror behind them. Nova turned her head towards the noise in alarm, worried that Logan had somehow gotten to her - only to flinch back at the sight she somehow hadn't noticed until now.

Bodies on top of bodies, they were all piled carelessly in a corner, all assumingly drained of their blood before they were discarded like broken dolls, the sight was more than sickening. The disturbing sight and the smell of burning flesh mixed with the day's old corpses made Bonnie lose her lunch on the grimy concrete floor.

Nova was used to death, she accepted it as another part of life, but even she struggled not to vomit. If this was the kind of shit an amateur Ripper could do, she wondered what horror show Stefan has and would cause.

She turned away from the sight, feeling sick to her stomach at the horrible display. Most of the women disturbingly reminded her of Jenna - why does she have to notice that shit? Thanks for that fucked up thought brain, she groaned at her thoughts.

"Oh, right. Almost forgot about that - turns out the guy was a bit of a ripper. The smell alone is killing me." Damon joked with an overdone grimace, although he seemed disgusted by the smell, he was clearly unaffected by the sight.

Bonnie shot him a venomous glare at his disrespectfulness for the dead before she got distracted by a text message, she shakily pulled her phone out of her cardigan pocket while Nova watched her in concern. She knew she couldn't shelter her twin like an infant, but she'd rather save her from the sight so early in this shit show.

"Caroline wants to know if we're alive," Bonnie told them as she looked at her phone, clearing her throat, she carefully avoided looking at the horrible sight as she continued, "Logan's temporarily dead. I'm going to go and reassure her we're not dead."

Damon watched Bonnie rush out the warehouse in dark amusement, it rekindled her ire. But, instead of saying anything, she focused on breathing out of her mouth instead of her nose so she wouldn't vomit from the absolute shit smells surrounding them right now. She could nothing but glare at him, which he ignored.

"I guess I'll call this in, the Council will wanna see this," Damon declared with a small grimace at the dead bodies as he got up off the floor. She hummed in acknowledgment but didn't say anything as he pulled out his phone while they walked out the warehouse.

Damon took care of Logan before they left, the news reporter wasn't as pretty when he had terrible burns, a snapped neck and, you know, without a heart, literally. It was a little overkill for the idiot if you asked her, but no one did.

Nova was just happy to get away from that shithole, she could tell the girls were too. Sadly, she had to drive Damon to the Boarding House, he could hardly walk straight, let alone walk the long distance to his house, Vampire speed or not.

Bonnie didn't want to be any late for career fair - lies, everyone was late to a career fair. Nova's sure she just didn't want to sit in the same car as Damon - so the three girls shared hugs before Caroline and Bonnie drove towards the school while Nova drove a slowly healing Damon to the Boarding House.

She hadn't planned on staying but she had got a text from her sister, telling her that their dad had gone to the career fair.

Instead of making her happy that he'd decided to participate in their futures - if they have one - it just made her want to avoid going to the thing for as long as she could put it off. She knows that she's being unfair to him, with her wanting for him to be more involved in their lives, or at least Bonnie's life, and then avoiding him when he makes an effort; she just doesn't want to feel the extreme disappointment when he inevitably leaves town for his work, again.

So here she was, sitting on top of Damon's bathroom countertop, snooping through his shit with her right hand underneath the running faucet, the warm water washing away the dried blood on her hand. He has a surprising amount of hair products for someone who makes fun of his brother's hair, she thought to herself in amusement.

"Whoever turned Logan has to be the vampire who let Vicki out the cellar and bulldozed over you at Stefan's birthday party," Damon stated from the shower, mostly voicing his theories out loud more than he was talking to the room's other occupant.

She had claimed the bathroom first - she's going to ignore the fact that technically it was his bathroom - but she'd barely had time to blink before he had stripped and gotten in the very glass shower, but he hadn't kicked her out and she wasn't one to waste a free show - glass shower, she mentally repeated, glass.

Wait - she put her pervy thoughts on hold when his words got through her stupid brain - she sat up straighter as she ran his words over in her head again, once they processed, she started cursing her stupidity.

"What's that face for?"

Nova jumped at the sudden question and also the fact that Damon appeared right in front of her while she was typically lost in her thoughts. She schooled her features as much as she could after being caught off guard, which wasn't much, considering he was really fucking close, and naked. Nova's not sure if she should be happy or confused that hot Vampires keep deciding on flashing her after they get out of showers, she decided on happy, ecstatic, really.

"If you keep doing that I'm going to eventually die from a heart attack," Nova replied after she calmed down, miraculously keeping her eyes on his face while she blindly reached behind her to grab a towel from behind her.

Damon caught the towel she threw before it hit him in his stupidly attractive face, "Stop avoiding the question. You know something." He stated the obvious, tying the towel around his hips.

"I know a lot of things, you're going to have to be more specific," Nova replied dryly, trying to hide a shit eating grin and failing, she slid off the counter when the second faucet she'd been leaning on started digging into her ass uncomfortably.

"Please don't play stupid, it doesn't suit you,"

"Are you saying you think I'm smart?"

"If you were dumb, this be much less of a hassle than it is."

"Aw, how sweet," Nova replied with a beaming smile, still ignoring his question she walked away from him and into the bedroom when she heard her phone ring.

"Are you ever going to give me a straight answer?" Damon asked dourly, following her - still not dressed, it was kind of distracting but she was ignoring it.

"Sorry, sugar. I'm not straight, therefore I can't give you a straight answer." Nova quipped without a pause, she laughed at her own joke, and ignoring his sigh and eye-roll, she answered her phone.

"Where are you?" Bonnie wasted no time asking, her distressed voice concerning Nova right away, wiping the smile off her face.

"I'm still at the boarding house. What's wrong, Bonnie?" Nova asked hesitantly, shooting Damon a glare when his towel fell on her head. Such a child, she thought while throwing the towel on the floor, conveniently ignoring the fact she had did the same thing not too long ago.

"Emily's talisman, it's gone."

Damon appeared in front of her at Bonnie's panicked announcement - he had pants on at least, thank Google for that, she didn't need that kind of distraction - his face showing his rage, she fought not to wince at his anger despite the fact he hadn't even 'Vamped Out' on her, yet.

"What the hell does she mean; 'It's gone?!'" He spoke with a glare in her direction - like it was her fault that the thing had been stolen.

"I had it on, it was right on my neck - and now it's not!" Bonnie responded angrily, having heard what he'd said - yelled, really.

Nova breathed in and out of her nose, trying not to get angry herself, and failing. She put her sister on speakerphone and threw it face down on the bed, more so she could pace without her phone in her hand than for the only other person in the room who has Vampire hearing.

"Okay, let's just think about this, like sane - well, maybe not sane - but rational people. Where were you when you noticed it was gone?" Nova questioned her sister, pacing from the door to the bed, trying to think of ways to shake - maime, shake, same difference, right? - the person who she now knows did this.

The twins went over Bonnie's steps, and after a while, they reluctantly ruled out Magic since Bonnie would have felt something. They soon decided she'd either lost it or the other more likely scenario - the unknown Vampire in town had found a way around the talisman zapping anyone with ill intent who came in contact with it.

Damon was still furious but less than before and left the room when they finally narrowed down the possibilities. She threw her phone back into her messenger bag after she exchanged goodbyes with her twin, who had mostly calmed down when she'd reassured her twin she didn't blame her because she highly doubts it was her fault.

"Where are you going?" Nova questioned, curious when she saw him pulling his leather jacket on, obviously preparing to leave.

"Out," Damon stated the obvious - again - apparently angry with her for no apparent reason other than the fact they have all have shit luck, he left the room without another word.

"No? Really?! Oh, darn! I coulda never guessed it!" Nova returned sarcastically in a decent faux-southern accent, following him down the stairs after she quickly grabbed her bag.

"I need another way into the tomb since your sister screwed up the only way I know of. So I'm going to Georgia to find someone who just might know another way." Damon announced bitterly once they where outside, he started moving to his car with hurried strides, probably to get rid of her, with her short legs and all she was bound to lag behind.

But here it was, the perfect time to tell him she had another way, she opened her mouth to tell him -

And then her paranoia kicked in. Because if the Vampire who'd been fucking with them had found a way to steal the talisman without the help of a Witch then she'd - yes, she knows who it is now - been watching them for a long time, without any one of them knowing.

When Damon and Stefan are near the twins, they could feel something, it was like an indescribable power and, well, the feeling of death; the feeling only grew when in contact. She hadn't felt that feeling at all when not around them, not to mention you would think they would at least notice someone stalking them - but nothing.

It could that the Vampire stalking them was better than shown on the television show, which was possible. It could be a lot of things, to be honest. All Nova knows is that despite wanting to change things, she hates when she gets caught off guard with new information, not knowing what was going to happen next thrilled and scared her all at the same time.

So despite wanting to tell him, she didn't. Because their little stalker(s) could be around right now and she didn't want to give them any more information than they had, especially after that fiasco of almost killing her, or at least her brain cells.

"I'll let you drive my car," Nova blurted out suddenly when she saw him getting in his car, feeling horrified when those words came out her mouth, but it'd gotten him to pause.

"What?" Damon questioned, his scowl gone when he turned towards her, instead he was just confused.

She was also confused, how dare her mouth utter those words. But, it might get him to let her go with him, she needed to go to Bree's Bar either way. And it'd conveniently get her out of town and away from the family drama, she could feel building up. The thought of avoiding awkward conversations with her dad for a whole day made her sigh with resignation.

"If you let me come with you, I'll let you drive my car there and back. I need to go to Georgia anyway, and I've seen you eyeing my car almost as much as you've eyed my ass, so...?" Nova had to yank the words from her mouth, sadly holding up her keys and dangling them in her for good measure.

Damon didn't waste the opportunity and after giving his car one more parting glance, he unlocked her car door and got in.

Why can't everyone be bribed with homemade cookies like Matt? She sighed dramatically at the sky before getting in on the other side when he unlocked the passenger side.

Nova requested for him to take her home so she could get something, which was vauge, but he obliged, driving in the direction of her house, but not without subtly, not so subtly, prodding her about what she needed. She didn't answer, too weirded out by being in the passenger seat of her car.

"So...why exactly do you need to go to Georgia?" Damon questioned after a few minutes of silence between them, the radio was blasting rock music to avoid conversation but he did it anyway.

"Lexi called me this morning, she apparently had a... breakthrough with Vicki. She asked if I could come by to some place called Bree's bar." Nova replied, keeping her eyes on the way he drove, she decided she would kill him slowly if he crashed her baby, the deal be damned.

"Huh, that's oddly convenient, I'm heading to exact same place," Damon commented, eyeing her suspiciously, only putting his eyes back on the road when she gave him a death glare for even daring to risk wrecking her car in an accident.

"Sometimes I get the feeling you know a lot more than you're telling me," he said while parking in front of her house, at least she had an excuse to run away from this conversation

"I know everything," Nova spoke ominously as she could, staring piercingly into his eyes.

She could only hold eye contact with a blank expression for a moment before she started giggling like a loon, leaving the car before he could ask any more questions, or try to kill her for her lame ass jokes.

Nova knows that technically that Lexi hadn't called to ask her to make Vicki a daylight ring, but she knows from the short time she spent talking with her that it was doubtful that Lexi would stay in Georgia for long. That meant that Vicki would be going wherever Lexi would be until she could be trusted on her own.

So here she was digging through her shit in her closet, looking for another lapis lazuli ring, cursing at the endless junk of witchcraft things that had cluttered in her closet. And that's how Bonnie found her, her twin didn't even blink at Nova's vulgar vocabulary that she decided to try out on the crapload of junk in her closet.

"Why is Damon in your car, on the driver's side," Bonnie asked without even a 'Hello' or 'Nice to see no Vampires have eaten you just yet', so rude.

To be fair though, she hadn't let anyone other than herself drive her car since Caroline crashed into that stop sign when Nova had let her drive.

"I need to go to Georgia, I don't want to drive myself, so I convinced him to drive me," Nova explained the bare minimal, too busy looking for that stupid ring she knows is here somewhere - aha, she smirked in triumph when she found the lapis lazuli ring she had made, it was her last one.

She would have to make more of them later, she cringed at the thought, the only thing that kept her from crying at the thought was that she didn't have to smelt the damn setting; DIY jewelry making was not her thing.

"How did you manage to trust him with your car - why did you trust him with your car? And what do you mean, you need to go to Georgia?" Bonnie's first question sent a shiver down her spine as she experienced the strange feeling of deja vu, it happened every time one of her Visions came true.

"Whoa, trust is a strong word," Nova spoke up after shaking off the feeling, closing her closet door with her Magic as she was too busy hugging a reluctant Merlin who'd been missing all day."I barely trust myself let alone the temperamental vampire - I mean, remember that time in freshman year that our school decided to do trust falls?"

She had scoffed at the idea of trust falls then and she'd do it now - I mean who comes up with these ideas?

"And you decided to tackle Tyler instead of falling? Yeah, I think I remember," Bonnie responded sarcastically, making her twin beam at her in pride. "But it still doesn't answer the question of why you're going to Georgia with Damon if he's so 'temperamental'." She continued to question, following her twin down the stairs.

"Because... Lexi called, she needs help... with stuff and -"

"Are you leaving town just to avoid dad?"

"Of course not," Nova scoffed in denial, laughing nervously at the look at twin was giving her. "Okay, fine! I'll admit it just please stop looking at me like that! Yes, I am leaving town just to avoid dad."

"Not without me your not,"

Bonnie tried to use the excuse that she didn't want to leave her alone in a car with a crazy Vampire but when Nova didn't budge, she confessed how she had caught their dad roaming through her stuff earlier today, which was worrying. Despite the fact he let them stay with Grams when he was out of town, they doubted he knew what they'd been up to; underage drinking, witchcraft, sex, etcetera, etcetera.

Suspected, sure. Knew for sure, definitely not. If he knew everything that went on in this town they'd be packed up and shipped to Antarctica in ten seconds flat. Anyway, the twins didn't want to have that conversation with him, ever, but they'd settle for avoiding it for a day.

And so, that's how she ended up road tripping to Georgia with Bonnie and Damon, in the same car. It didn't even take them five minutes before they started bickering like an old married couple. Nova did her best to ignore it, turning up the music loud enough that she could barely hear herself think.

She just stared out the window with growing boredom, watching as houses passed by in a blur, but there was something bothering her - and it wasn't the petty arguing still growing strong, her eyes glued themselves to the road before flickering to the Mystic Falls sign.

"What is it?" Bonnie took time out from bickering with Damon to question her sister with a concerned frown when Nova turned around in her seat to stare at the 'Welcome to Mystic Falls' sign.

"Nothing, just, thought I was forgetting something," Nova tried to dismiss the bad feeling, but she couldn't shake it off no matter how hard she tried.

Something had changed, her mind supplied ominously.