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CharmedbyCharmed: Thank you! I worked really hard on it, so I'm glad you enjoyed it and it left an impact. You do raise an interesting point with that question though, I had never thought about it like that, so I might have to bring that up later in a future chapter. Maybe she did feel it, maybe she didn't? We'll find out together! I'm also really proud of the girls friendships too, I wished there been a little more of that in the show honestly. But there's a lot more Elena/Sarah coming up and Caroline and Scarlett will be hanging out a lot more from now on too, so hopefully you enjoy them.

It feels like forever since I uploaded, but maybe that's just because I've been away. Anyway, onto the second arc of the story now, and we all know what's coming up! So, so, so pumped to get to the Originals and more werewolves! But before I get ahead of myself, let's get through the this kidnapping fiasco. I've also changed the cover of this story for the second arc. It'll go back to what it was at the end of the story, just so you know.

And thanks for all the favourites and follows while I've been away, it's always appreciate as are your kind reviews!

Chapter 16: Don't Go Near Him

The year was 1904, and it was a good year for Sarah. As a matter of fact, the last two years of her life had been brilliant. And it was all thanks to Ronnie. The man had been a shining light in the otherwise dark world Sarah had been inhabiting since she turned into a vampire. Before he came along, she'd been a monster. Killing and draining people of blood like it was no ones business. Lexi had taught her a better way, but hadn't managed to help her with the internal pain she felt each and every day. Ronnie numbed that pain, pushed the thoughts of her broken family, of the woman who tormented her to the back of her mind. That was why she loved spending time with him, because he not only distracted her, but filled the void with something else. Made her feel less empty.

"You're a devil, an absolute devil," Sarah laughed as she slapped her hand against Ronnie's knee, laughing over the story he'd been telling her.

"Well I think they probably thought the same once I showed them my fangs," Ronnie chuckled, retelling the story of how he'd feed on a group of thugs when he first turned, having enough control to spare the woman they'd been threatening. Of course that was only after he'd killed them all, draining them all dry as the woman ran off screaming. It might not sound all that funny, but to Sarah it was. Maybe it was the way Ronnie told it, or maybe it was just him.

As their laughter died down, Sarah finished off her drink, sighing in sweet delight as she sat the empty glass down. "So were is this friend of yours then?" Ronnie asked, making a show of looking around as he did with his gorgeous blue eyes. "I thought she would have been here by now."

So had Sarah, but then again Lexi was a bit of a wild one. "She'll be here. She sent a letter ahead to let me know she was arriving today."

"Well maybe there's been an accident or the route she's taking got blocked?" Ronnie suggested as he sipped at his beer.

"I very much doubt that would stop Lexi," Sarah said with a chuckle, thinking back on her time with Lexi. "When she puts her mind to something, nothing can stop her."

"Too right," said Lexi as she walked up to the couple, smile growing when she saw Sarah.

"Lexi," Sarah said eagerly as she stepped over to the blonde vampire, both throwing their arms around one another in a friendly embrace. "How are you?"

"Not as good as you apparently," Lexi declared as they parted, feisty grin on her lips that made Sarah laugh. She turned her gaze onto Ronnie, looking the man up and down before turning back to Sarah. "I see what you mean, he is hot," Lexi said, grin turning to a smile as Sarah blushed. "I'm Lexi by the way, you are?"

"Ronnie," the man said with a half bow to Lexi.

"Oh, I like him already," Lexi said, sharing a chuckle with Sarah. "Gotta say though, thought he'd be more nervous from your letters."

"Oh, I"m nervous," Ronnie admitted, genuine sincerity in his eyes as he let out a breath, also taking a sip of his beer to calm his nerves. "Do you have any idea what sort of standards she holds you to. I've got a lot to live up too."

"Hate to burst you're bubble there, Blue Eyes, but no one's every going to top me," Lexi said as she placed her arm around Sarah, smiling at her friend.

"Oh, how's Stefan doing by the way?" Sarah asked, her brothers coming back into her mind at the mention of blue eyes, like the ones Damon had. She hoped he was doing okay, but hadn't heard from him in some time. She kept in contact with Stefan but Lexi still advised they stay away from each other, for their own good. They'd met up a few times over the years, just for a few days along with Lexi before going back to their serpent lives. That had been the hardest bit for Sarah.

"He's doing well, staying on his diet. I had to chain him down to the floor before I left but I reckon he'll be fine like that for a week or two," Lexi explained nonchalantly with a shrug at the end, bringing a grin to Sarah's face.

"You are wicked," Sarah said in delight.

"Indeed I am," Lexi agreed. "Now let's get some drinks in us, or more precisely, me and then you two love birds can tell me all about what I've been missing up here in New York. And later on I've got a surprise for you," Lexi said teasingly before compelling the bartender to get her a drink, for which Ronnie offered to pay for. Always the gentleman.

"What kind of surprise?" Sarah asked noisily, leaning down on the counter along with Lexi.

"Just a show, and I'm hoping a couple of my friends will be passing through so I can introduce you to them," Lexi explained, the grin on her lips telling Sarah she was up to something else. But unlike with Katherine, she actually enjoyed Lexi's surprises and always felt a little excited by that look on her friend's face.

"Do they drink?" Sarah asked.

"All the time," Lexi answered as the bar tender brought back fresh beers.

"I'm liking them already," Sarah said with a grin as she and Lexi clicked glasses before each taking a swing of their beer.

"Get dressed." It was never the nicest way to be woken up in the morning, but Scarlett had come to expect that at least once a week she'd be rudely awoken while living in the Salvatore house. If it wasn't Sarah waking her up for an early training session, it was some life threatening vampire problem that they were dealing with. Or it was just Damon being Damon. However, instead of the usual, "Get up you freeloader," he said, "Be down stairs in five minutes or else I'm dragging you out of here by your ankles."

Scarlett lifted her head from her pillow, glaring at the doorway were Damon had been. She'd only narrowly missed him, judging by the sound of his footsteps as he walked away from her room. She was tempted to see how far he'd go with the ankle dragging threat, the idea actually sounding quite funny. Then she imagined Damon never letting her hear the end of it and decided to get up, throwing on her usual jeans and a t-shirt, grabbing her hoodie before running down stairs to meet Damon. She used her fingers to comb her messy hair as she went, doing her best to straighten it out only for it to curl back up into its messy state. It didn't take her long to give up, figuring her hair would fix itself like it did most days.

When she reached the bottom, Damon was already waiting for her in the front hall, brown paper bag in hand. As she approached, he threw her the bag and she caught it before the smell of morning cooked meat hit her nostrils. "Beacon sandwich," Damon explained as he opened the door. "Now chop, chop, I've got to have a word with you and the cheerleader turned vampire before school."

"Is this supposed to count as breakfast?" Scarlett asked, pulling out the poorly put together sandwich and frowning at both it and Damon.

"Just get in the car," Damon grumbled nodding towards the door. Scarlett rolled her eyes, ducking under his arm as she made her way outside, taking a bite out of her breakfast sandwich as she did. "And don't even think of eating that in my car."

The drive was relatively painless, good mood still lingering from his triumph over Katherine. It wasn't so good however, that he'd let Scarlett finish her breakfast in the car. She got half the sandwich eaten before getting in, and then was forced to wait until they reached Caroline's, before she could continue. It was finished by the time Caroline answered the door, explaining that her mom was already at work, assuming that was who Damon was looking for. When he pointed out he was looking for her, Caroline was a little shocked to say the least, but invited them both in all the same.

It was then he revealed the reason for dragging Scarlett over to Caroline's so early in the morning, it was because he wanted an in detail play by play on what happened with Tyler. Why he needed Scarlett when he had Caroline - a woman who could use ten-thousand words to describe one corner of a photograph, never mind the entire thing - was beyond her comprehension. But seeing as Caroline let her raid the fridge, she stayed and kept her mouth shut as she ate. That was until Caroline got a proper look at her and sat her down on her bed, brushing the messy strands out her hair. It oddly reminded Scarlett of how her mother had done the same after she had her baths as a kid, telling her a story as she brushed her squeaky clear hair. She struggled against it as much now as she had then, but Caroline wasn't willing to let her go, pulling her back down onto the bed every time she tried to get up. Eventually Scarlett stayed put, letting Caroline treat her like a doll while she explained everything to Damon.

"So Sara attacks Tyler – Sara from school, not your sister Sarah – and he pushed her away and she tripped and she fell and she hit her head and then…" Caroline grimaced, realising what she'd started to say and how easily she'd been about to say it. Shame passing through her green eyes briefly. "Well, you know," Caroline went on before lifting the brush back up to the top of Scarlett's scalp, running it through her hair once more.

"Does Matt remember anything?" Damon asked from the doorway.

"Hmm, he thinks he blacked out," Caroline answered, running the brush one final time through Scarlett's hair, now moving more fluidly and bringing the werewolf a lot less pain. Catching her reflection in Caroline's mirror, she had to give the blonde vampire her credit, she knew what she was doing, even though she'd only fixed her hair. "But I think they were both compelled by Katherine. That's why we covered for Tyler and said it was an accident," Caroline finished explaining as she climbed off the bed, making her way over to her wardrobe.

"Yeah, I don't understand that. The guy's a tool," Damon said with a confused brow as his blue eyes followed the young vampire. Scarlett had to agree with him on that one, Tyler was tool, but so was he, and both of them had done good things. Usually for the wrong reasons but who was she to talk. Like Damon and herself, Tyler just needed help. At least that was Scarlett's two cents as she sat on the bed, legs folded as she munched on a bag of cookies from Caroline's cupboard.

"Gee, duh. Tyler getting blamed for Sara's death just opens up questions he can't answer," Caroline explained as she pulled on one of her shoes before reaching for the other. "And do you really think that it's a good idea for him to tell his mom he's a werewolf?"

"Well, no," Damon agreed, condescension in his voice as he eyed Caroline, silently surprised by her quick and logical thinking.

"And that werewolf road leads straight to Vampire Boulevard. I thought I was thinking fast on my feet," Caroline said defensively as she plucked a scarf from her door, throwing it around her neck before wrapping it loosely around once, completing her outfit for the day. She seemed pretty pleased and content with it all as she looked herself over in the mirror. That was until she looked over at Scarlett and her happy exterior turned to a moody frown. "Scarlett!"

"What?" Scarlett said, mouth full of cookie coming out as she did.

"You've left cookie crumbs all over the place," Caroline grumbled as she ushered Scarlett of the bed, quickly brushing the cookie crumbs into her hand.

"We're still house training her," Damon said smugly from the door, to which Scarlett shot him a glare, throwing a cookie at him when he continued to grin at her. He caught the treat and took a bite out of it, deliberately leaving more crumbs on the floor for Caroline to groan over.

"Why did I ever let you two in here," Caroline grumbled to herself as she dropped what crumbs she'd picked up into the bin, she'd have to deal with the rest after school, she was almost running late now. She turned, finding Scarlett still munching away and quickly snatched the bag from her hands, finding that there were only two cookies and a bag full of crumbs left, from a bag that had been full when Scarlett first brought it in. "Scarlett!" Caroline moaned again.

"Sorry, werewolf hunger," Scarlett said sheepishly.

Another grown from Caroline as she pushed past Scarlett, then Damon, making her way into the kitchen where she threw the bag down on the counter. "Last time I open my kitchen to anything supernatural." She turned around, beginning to frown as a question popped into her head. "So, can Tyler turn into a wolf now?" she asked, stepping out of the kitchen and into the hallway were Damon and Scarlett were waiting for her.

"Only on a full moon," Damon answered.

"Unlike me," Scarlett added before continuing with, "But he'll have supernatural strength, speed and possibly the nose and hearing stuff that I can do."

"Oh," Caroline said, sounding a little worried.

"He won't be as strong as us though, not without the full moon," Scarlett added, hoping to put Caroline at ease. It didn't seem to comfort her all that much, but her beeping phone was a nice distraction. Not long after Scarlett's own phone went off, a text from Jeremy popping up. It was a just a sweet little message saying good morning and that he was looking forward to seeing her at school so they could share in the torment. She sent him a quick reply only for him to send another text within seconds of hers, but with nothing to do with what they'd been talking about. He was asking about Elena being over and to give her a message.

Scarlett didn't get much further though as Damon was suddenly snapping at her and Caroline, both girls looking up from their phones as the blue eyed vampire glared at them both. "What'd you two tell him?" Damon asked, as if repeating himself.

"Nothing, really," Caroline said as she looked to Scarlett who nodded in agreement. "I don't think he knows much of anything. He seemed really freaked out and honestly, I felt kind of bad for him," Caroline explained, grabbing her bag and keys before making her way towards the front door, leaving her two supernatural friends behind in her hallway.

"He's got to know something," Damon thought aloud.

"He knows as much about werewolves as I do and nothing about vampires," Scarlett pointed out, having already told this to all the Salvatores, but to a paranoid Damon that was never going to be enough, she should have known that.

"You wouldn't happen to have some werewolf mind reading trick would you?" Damon asked, eyes moving to Scarlett who tilted her head to the side with a lowered brow in a 'seriously?' look.

"No, I don't," Scarlett said condescendingly to which Damon sneered at her.

"We could always just ask him," Caroline called back as she reach for the door, only to jump back when Damon was suddenly in front of her, advancing towards her as he grabbed her jacket, pulling her towards his burning blue eyes.

"No, we can't Caroline," Damon snarled. Scarlett rolled her eyes from behind Caroline who was admittedly, a little scared by Damon. He might not have been as terrifying as Katherine, but she still knew what he'd done to her prior to being a vampire and that, when she first turned, he'd wanted to kill her. He might even still do it if given the excuse.

"He cannot know about us. A bite from a werewolf can kill a vampire so don't be his friend."

"Except I'm a werewolf," Scarlett spoke up from down the hall, grabbing both vampires' attention as they looked back. Shrugging, she continued with, "And I'm always able to bite and kills vampires." She smiled at Damon, seeing the irritation in his eyes at her challenging him.

"Difference is we don't trust Tyler, he's a douche," Damon explained, making a point of treating Scarlett like some kind of child, who didn't understand what she was talking about. But she knew damn well what he was saying and knew how to turn it around on him.

"So you trust me then?" Scarlett asked pointedly, smirking away as Caroline hid her own grin of amusement from the glaring Damon.

"Don't push it," Damon simply said, letting go of Caroline and opening up the front door. "Now get out of here, and remember, stay away from Tyler," he warned, pointing his finger at both Caroline and Scarlett.

"Yes, sir, mister boss man, sir" Scarlett said sarcastically as she marched out after Caroline, the blonde doing her best not to giggle as Damon followed them out, rolling his eyes at the youngsters before closing the door behind him.

"Ugh," Sarah groaned, her throat closing in on itself as she sipped on the tinny cup of vervain Stefan had supplied her with. It was a sound idea, in theory. Drinking vervain like Katherine had done to make them more resistant to its effects on them. The major down side to that. The after taste was worse than anything Sarah could think off.

"Stop being dramatic," Stefan teased, taking the tiny cup back, placing it in his locker before handing her a water bottle. "Here."

"I don't think water's going to do me much good, Stefan," Sarah croaked out, hand rubbing her throat as she moved her mouth around in an attempt to stretch it and get some feeling back.

"It's not water, it's blood," Stefan explained as he leaned in towards his sister, grin on his face.

She stared at him for a moment, before taking the water bottle from him, twisting the top as she asked, "Should I be worried?"

"No. I've got it under control and I'm sticking to the schedule," Stefan said with an easy smile that made Sarah want to believe him, but after everything they'd been through, she was really hoping this wasn't a sign of him relapsing. But his progress over the last few weeks had been good, and she'd stopped hovering around him as much, leaving him deal with the blood on his own. So far nothing bad had come of it. And even drinking from the bottle as Stefan spoke, she could tell he hadn't had a lot from it, and that it was old blood, not having been topped up recently. Maybe he really did have a handle on it this time. Lexi would be so jealous that she'd been right…sort of.

"Thanks," Sarah said holding out the bottle for Stefan to take back. He did so, placing it back in his locker before closing it. He then turned to leave, Sarah pushing off the locker she'd been leaning against as they made their way towards their first class that day. However, they quickly slowed in pace when Jeremy approached them.

"Hey, Jeremy," Stefan greeted the young man.

He was straight to the point as he joint the two Salvatores in a walk down the hallway. "Look, Elena's got to let me if I'm supposed to cover for her. Jenna's cool with the two of you but you guys are pushing it."

Stefan looked to his sister, seeing she was just as confused as him he turned back to Jeremy and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"You and Elena," Jeremy said with a smile. "Look, I'm glad you guys are back together but if she's gonna sleep over–"

"Wait, wait – Hold on a minute," Stefan cut in as he and Sarah came to a stop in front of Jeremy, both staring at him with matching expressions of confusion. "We're not back together," Stefan pointed out.

"She didn't stay at your place last night?" Jeremy asked, confusion forming on his face as he continued to smile.

"I didn't see her last night, or at all yesterday," Stefan explained before looking to his sister.

"She texted me that morning asking how I was doing but I never got a reply after that," Sarah explained, arms folded as she looked between her brother and Jeremy.

"Well then, where the hell is she?" Jeremy asked, to which neither Salvatore had an answer.

After asking around, they quickly came to the conclusion that Elena had been kidnapped. Her car had apparently been abandoned down the road form Bonnie's, where she was supposed to meet her friend for some normal ani't supernatural stuff. As it turns out, she never arrived, and Bonnie just assumed something had come up but was surprised to find her empty car down the road that morning. Sarah got Caroline and Bonnie to ask around, see if anyone might have an idea of what happened to her, while she got Scarlett and Jeremy to go to Elena's car and see if their local werewolf could pick up a scent. As it turned out, what trail Scarlett could pick up vanished by the road, adding to the kidnapped theory.

While Sarah had been coordinating all that, Stefan called Damon, getting him to meet them both at the school before he went around joining Bonnie and Caroline in their search for information. No surprise, no one in the damn building knew anything. Still, it kept Caroline from going supernova. Bonnie kept an eye on her and Sarah asked Scarlett to do the same for Jeremy once they got back to school. Not exactly where he wanted to be but Scarlett managed to convince him it was the best idea. After all that, Damon finally arrived and Stefan and Sarah made their way outside, meeting him in the car park by his car.

"This has Katherine written all over it," Stefan decided, once he and Sarah had finished giving Damon the update, as he now paced back and forth in front of Damon's car. A sibling at each end, watching him. Sarah leaning against the hood of Damon's car while he stood with folded arms by the other side.

"Katherine's in the tomb. How could she possibly have orchestrated this?" Damon asked with a snort.

"What about that thing she told us before we locked her away?" Sarah asked, looking between her brothers, aiming to get their thoughts on the matter.

"You mean that desperate lie, please," Damon scoffed.

"No, no, she's right. Remember Katherine warned us Elena was in danger," Stefan agreed as he pointed to Sarah.

"Yeah, only if we let Katherine out, which we're never going to do," Damon declared as he stood up, throwing his arms up in the air.

"Well then who took her Damon? Who else would want to take Elena?" Stefan demanded, angry at his brother's attitude to the fact Elena had been kidnapped and they knew next to nothing about it.

"He has a point, Damon," Sarah had to admit, to which Damon began shaking his head, hands going to his hips. Was it ever going to end, he wondered. He could have sworn his supernatural life never had this much drama prior to his return to Mystic Falls.

"I want to talk to her," Stefan suddenly declared.

"And now he's gone off the deep end," Sarah said in deadpan.

"She's the only one with any answers," Stefan snapped, feeling like his siblings weren't taking this seriously enough.

"Alright, let me tell you how that's gonna go," Damon began as he walked over to his brother, placing his hands on both his shoulders. "We're gonna go ask her for help, she's gonna negotiate her release which we're gonna be dumb enough to give her and she's gonna get out and kill us. This is exactly what she wants!" Damon explained, angry that his brother was falling into another of Katherine's mind games, especially after they'd just gotten rid of her.

"I don't really care," Stefan said as he knocked his brother's arms away before heading back towards the school.

"Stefan!" Sarah called after her brother, in no mood to deal with this pointless drama when no matter what, Katherine wasn't getting let out. And since that was the only thing she'd trade for information about Elena, it was never going to work.

"It's Elena," was all he said in turn before marching into the school to find the only one who could let Katherine out. Bonnie. Sarah shared a look with Damon before then pushing of his car and heading into the school after her hot headed, idiotic, brother. Who for once wasn't Damon.

After sniffing out Elena's car and finding only dead ends, Scarlett and Jeremy thankfully managed to make it back before second period. They quickly split up, heading off to their own classes, which wasn't easy seeing as how Jeremy was obviously needing her for support. She told him to call her if he needed her and she'd be there in a heartbeat, which seemed to reassure him as they parted.

She had to make a quick stop at her lock though, grabbing her books for math before going to class. Once she got them, she elbowed her locker shut and was about to continue on through the mass of people when saw Tyler by the water fountain, splashing water on his face as he took in deep breaths. She felt sorry for him, he was obviously struggling and confused, a fact Scarlett could tell even without listening to his pounding heart. She'd shamefully forgotten about him the last few days, prioritising other things over the newly turned werewolf who was clearly having a rough time adjusting. Guess full moons weren't the only bad time to be a werewolf without a magic necklace. Scarlett was starting to understand why it was referred to as a curse.

She started to walk, heading down the hallway towards Tyler when someone grabbed her arm, pulling her to a stop with a surprising amount of strength. Though it wasn't that surprising when she followed the hand to find it attached to Caroline, her cautious green eyes connecting with Scarlett's cool blue. "Damon said we're not supposed to talk to him."

"Quick reminder, Caroline. Damon's not the boss of anyone, least of all us," Scarlett spelled out for Caroline, pulling her arm from her grasp. "Now I'm going to go over there and try and help my…whatever the hell he is in relation to me now." Rolling her eyes at her lame finish, Scarlett continued on down the hallway, leaving Caroline behind, watching as she went up to Tyler. "Tyler, hey, how's it going?"

"Not great," Tyler admitted with a sigh, still leaning over the water fountain before running his hands over his face with fresh water.

"Anything I can do to help?" Scarlett asked, placing her hands over one another as Tyler straightened up, turning to face her. One hand in his pocket, the other clinging tightly to the strap of his bag.

"Yeah, actually. Is there anything else I should know…about this werewolf thing," Tyler asked nervously.

"I mean, what did your uncle tell you?" Scarlett asked sheepishly, squirming a little at the question. She wasn't used to being seen as the experienced one by…well by anyone, and it was a little intimidating. And even then she didn't know everything about being a werewolf, as she'd already told Tyler. She'd only met two other wolves and that had been Mason and him, the experience and knowledgeable of those two know being dead. So knowledge wasn't exactly her strong suit.

"Not a whole lot, other than it's a curse and to avoid it at all coast. Bit late for that though," he scoffed at the end, a hallow chuckle coming out before he continued. "All I really know is during next full moon I'll be growing fur all over and dropping onto all fours for the night, and not in a good way. So is there anything else you can tell me?"

"Sorry, Tyler. Like I told you before, I don't know all that much myself. Everything I told you I either learnt on my own, or Mason told me before he left," Scarlett said apologetically, but that didn't seem good enough for Tyler. "I guess there's the pack thing."

"Pack thing?" Tyler questioned.

"Werewolves are apparently like really wolves, and when they form groups it's called a Pack. Unfortunately, I don't know any packs and besides you and your uncle, I don't know any other werewolves," Scarlett explained, watching as Tyler's nostrils flared.

"Great. So you know literally nothing that I couldn't have worked out for myself, and you don't even know anyone else like us, who I wouldn't already know because I'm related to that one person. Thanks," Tyler growled sarcastically before shoving his way past Scarlett, bumping into her shoulder on purpose.

It took everything Scarlett had not to grab him and throw him into the lockers then and there. Heck she was struggling to stop her eyes from glowing, feeling them tingle as she fought the urge. It wasn't his fault, just hormones and werewolf urges kicking in for the first time. She remembered her own anger, anger for everything before she'd been freed, thanks to Sarah and her mother. Even from beyond the grave she was still helping her, allowing her to control her werewolf powers and her emotions, like she was now as Scarlett held her necklace tightly. Tyler just needed time, she told herself. He'd come around sooner or later, just hopefully before he did something else he'd regret.

"I can't undo the tomb spell, Stefan," Bonnie explained to him as she, Stefan and Sarah gather around one of the lunch tables away from the other students. The witch had a free period and was supposed to be studying like everyone else in the lunch hall, but Stefan and Sarah were skipping classes until the missing Elena issue was resolved. "Even if I wanted to. It took both me and my Grams to undo it the first time," Bonnie reminded him.

"But I can open the door, right? I can talk to her?" Stefan asked, needing something.

"Yeah, but Damon and Sarah are right. She's not gonna tell you anything, not without something in return," Bonnie said, motioning to Sarah who was sat next to Stefan with her feet up on the free seat.

"See," Sarah said motioning to Bonnie as they both looked to her. "Even Bonnie's agreeing with me. That's gotta tell you something."

"I know, Sarah. I know. But I've got to do something. I have no idea who has Elena and I have no idea where she is," Stefan stressed, panic showing as he argued with the two which was bringing them no closer to finding Elena.

Rolling her head back towards Bonnie, Sarah politely asked, "Is there anything else you could do to help?"

"I might have an idea, but I'm going to need somethings," Bonnie said to which both Sarah and Stefan nodded in agreement. Fifteen minutes later, the two Salvatore vampires, Bonnie and Jeremy were in Alaric's empty classroom setting up for a tracking spell, map spread out across a series of desks they'd shoved together. They had hoped to get Alaric's help but he'd been called in to substitute but had left them the keys and asked them to clean up before next period.

"How does this work?' Jeremy asked as he leaned over the map along with Bonnie who was lighting candles as she explained.

"I'll use your blood to draw energy for the tracking spell. Your blood related; it'll make the connection stronger," Bonnie explained as she finished her preparations.

"Basically, just close your eyes and let her cut you open," Sarah said from behind Alaric's desk as she searched through his desk for his hidden weapon stash. He must have moved it around since last time, apparently not to happy with the idea of his students taking his weapons when he wasn't looking. Sarah might have agreed with his point had she not been looking for them right now. Fortunately, she soon spotted a secret hatch behind one of the lower drawers, concealing a duffle bag of weapons. Pulling it out, she ignored Bonnie's protests at her description of what was going to happen, dropping the bag full of weapons onto the desk. "That takes care of the weapons," Sarah explained, dusting her hands as she leaned down on Alaric's desk, just as Stefan came back in.

"Alright, Alaric said we've got ten more minutes then we've got to be out of here. He also said…" he looked to Sarah, finding that she already had the weapons Alaric had told him about. "Never mind," he mumbled turning back to Bonnie and Jeremy as Sarah smiled smugly at him.

"You ready?" Bonnie asked Jeremy, knife in hand and holding out her hand to take his.

"Yeah," he said with a nod, giving Bonnie his hand before she cut it open, letting the blood slither off his hand and down onto the map below. After a few drops, Jeremy removed his hand from above the map, taking the cloth Stefan offered him, not noticing the lingering look Stefan was giving him. It was still a good sign, Sarah thought, at least he wasn't obsessing over it and thinking about ripping Jeremy's throat out. He was at a similar stage Caroline was, in control of their diets but still tempted by the sight of blood.

Bonnie's chanting then began to fill the room and they all watched with bated breath as the few drops of Jeremy's blood began to come together over Mystic Falls. Then as the chanting went on, the red dote of blood began to move south, down towards the state boarder until finally it stopped on some forgotten country road. "There. She's there," Bonnie said, pointing to where the blood had stopped.

"That's three-hundred miles away," Jeremy exclaimed as he leaned back over the map along with Stefan.

"No, Bonnie. We need a more exact location than that," Stefan pressed, looking to the witch desperately.

"That's as close as I can get," Bonnie explained, sighing a little from exhaustion. Despite all she'd been through, she was still learning and new to the witchcraft she'd inherited. It was taking a lot out of her to perform so much magic back to back without any breaks to regain her strength.

"We can map it, aerial view will show us what's around there, help us narrow down the area," Jeremy explained to Stefan with a surprisingly good idea.

"Look at Gilbert go," Sarah said with a grin to the young boy as Stefan smiled at him too. He then made his way over to Sarah as he picked up the weapons bag.

"Call us with whatever you find," Stefan said as he and his sister made for the door only for Jeremy to start marching after them, prompting them both to stop.

"No, no, I'm coming with you," Jeremy argued.

"No, Jeremy, you're not," Stefan replied.

"No, I'm not just gonna sit here. What if she's hurt? Or worse, what if she's….?" Jeremy asked, worst fears coming out, the kind of stuff none of them should be thinking about right now.

"Jeremy," Sarah said as she put her hand on his shoulder, offering him the most comforting smile she could come up with. "You worry too much. Now go home, take Scarlett if she's okay with it, watch a movie and we'll be back with Elena before you know it."

"Bonnie, can you keep yourself available in case we need you?" Stefan asked, the witch taking her time in turning as she wiped her noise.

"Yeah sure, I'll be here if you need me."

"Thanks," Stefan said gratefully, going to walk away before Jeremy started up again.

"But you can't do this alone," he protested as the door opened, Damon revealing himself as he stood in the doorway.

"They won't be alone," Damon said firmly as he locked eyes with his siblings. "Let's go," he said with a nod towards the door.

"You're coming with us?" Stefan asked.

"It's Elena," Damon replied, using the same line his brother had on him earlier. With that he then left, Sarah and Stefan following before they gathered into Damon's car and hit the road.

From the bench, Scarlett watched as Tyler raced around the basketball court that was set up in the car park. Seems he was adjusting to his werewolf strength and speed pretty easily, judging by how he was acting out on the court. Snatching the ball from players, racing past them all, shoving those aside that managed to get in his way before then leaping up into the air and slamming the ball through the hoop. Subtly wasn't this guy's strong suit, but Scarlett really shouldn't have seen anything different coming.

Though from watching him, he seemed to be trying to let of some steam. He was tease, probably hoping the game would ease him up, rather than remind him how different he was now, which then led him right back to the murder and the fact he was a werewolf. It was sad to see him like this, especially when Scarlett thought back on her own experience when she first triggered the curse. She'd loved it for the most part, thrived with it, and had known way less than Tyler, who couldn't settle for what he had.

Mind you, she'd been the same, until she let Jeremy into her life. He'd managed to take her mind off all that, off of everything she didn't know. Tyler needed someone like that. It was obvious basketball wasn't doing it for him, and after their encounter in the hall this morning, he obviously wanted to know more. It was just fear, fear of the unknown. And what he really feared was the change itself, which in all honesty was indescribable and different for everyone, at least it was for Scarlett. She'd grown used to the pain and could push through it with ease now. For Tyler. It was gonna be hell. That was what he really wanted to know, and Scarlett just didn't have the heart to tell him, because no matter how bad she made it seem, it'd be worse.

"Hey," Caroline said, appearing at Scarlett's side and casting a shadow over her.

Scarlett looked up, eyes adjusting to the silhouette that was Caroline and her friendly smile. "Hey, Caroline," Scarlett replied politely. "What's up?"

"I was just heading home, you want a lift?" Caroline offered, seeing as it was the end of the school day.

"I'm waiting for Jeremy, but thanks," Scarlett said with a smile.

"Any word on Elena yet?" Caroline asked with a concerned look, nervously playing with the strap of her bag.

"No," Scarlett said disappointedly with a shake of the head. "That's why I'm going home with Jeremy. Make sure he'd not alone and try and keep his mind off things."

"Alright," Caroline said with a head nod before pushing a smile back onto her face. "I'll catch you later," she said with a wave before continuing on towards the parking lot. Scarlett waved after her, only to then look back to the basketball court and find Tyler gone. She momentarily frowned, nose flaring as she searched for his scent. Her eyes spotted him before her nose did, eyes widening in alarm when she saw Tyler cutting Caroline off by one of the school buses.

"Tyler! Hey," Caroline said in surprise, obviously caught off guard by his sudden appearance, and in a panic over what Damon would do to her if he found out she'd spoken to him.

"Tell me what you know," Tyler demanded, as Scarlett got up from her bench, grabbing her bag. With her hearing focused on the couple, she began to make her way over at a brisk pace, not wanting to run and draw attention.

"What?" Caroline scoffed, in fake confusion. Really obvious fake confusion.

"Tell me what you know about the curse, Caroline," Tyler snapped, advancing on her.

To Caroline's credit though, she didn't back down, on continue to frown in confusion as Tyler glared at her. "I have no idea what you're talking about. Now, I'm late, so…" Caroline trailed off as she went to step past Tyler only for him to grab her arm, stopping her dead with his enhanced strength.

"Hey!" he growled, only to then find himself bent over as Caroline twisted his arm behind his back. He tried to fight it, tapping into his werewolf strength. For a second Scarlett thought he might have over powered Caroline, but then she shoved him back down, pushing him the ground.

Scarlett stopped in her stride, brow going up in surprise at how well Caroline had handled the situation. After the whole Katherine thing, she'd obviously developed a bit of a back bone, at least towards other supernaturals. It suited her, better than her whining and crying thing that she'd done up until they beat Katherine.

Still watching from afar, Caroline looked over and saw Scarlett staring back. She shrugged in a 'what else was I supposed to do?' way, and Scarlett responded with a shrug of agreement while Tyler climbed back up to his feet, panting as he stared in disbelief at Caroline. "How did you…you're stronger than me?" Tyler asked, holding his sore shoulder after Caroline twisted it.

"Please, that was nothing," Caroline mumbled, playing with her bag strap as she tried to play it off as nothing.

"Listen if you know something you've got to tell me because I can't handle this. Please, just tell me something," Tyler begged, only for Caroline to sigh.

"Look, Tyler, I'm sorry, but I don't know anything. Just…Just get some help alright," Caroline finished lamely before walking off, leaving Tyler by the bus.

"What do you think I'm trying to do!" Tyler snapped after her before slamming his fist into the side of the bus, leaving a noticeable dent. Surprised by his own strength, Tyler quickly looked around to see if anyone noticed then walked off, not noticing Scarlett as she watched him go.

"So you heard all that right?" Caroline asked, appearing at Scarlett's side once more, this time thanks to her vamp speed.

"Yeah," Scarlett sighed, watching Tyler as he headed towards his car.

"Well, what are we going to do? He obviously needs help, otherwise he's going to ruin everything. First he'll get himself exposed, then you, then the rest of us," Caroline rambled on in her usual overdramatic way, though this time Scarlett could see where she was coming from. They were all in danger of being exposed as long as Tyler kept this up.

"I'll text Jeremy. At least this way he'll feel more productive, worry less about Elena," Scarlett said as she pulled out her phone, sending him a quick update text.

"And worry more about you," Caroline pointed out with a knowing look.

"Better me than Elena right now, trust me," Scarlett said, at least with her, Jeremy could hold and physically feel like he could protect her, unlike with Elena currently. "I've told him to meet us by your car, that cool?"

Caroline nodded. "Come on, we can go to my place," she said as she led Scarlett over to her car.

From her laid back position in the back seat, Sarah sat with her legs crossed at the knee, while her head used the bag of weapons next to her as a pillow. She never got why people called shotgun on road trips. The back was great when in a family of three, especially if you were the youngest, 'cause guess who gets the back seat all to herself? Oh, yeah, Sarah was more than happy to stretch out in the back while her brothers sat up front, Damon at the wheel and Stefan in the passenger seat.

"Alaric sure likes his weapons," Damon said as he eyed the one Stefan was playing about with. "What the hell is that thing anyway?"

"I don't know, it's a vervain bomb or a grenade or something like that," Stefan said, staring at the small homemade grenade, specific for vampires, before putting it away in his pocket.

"Weird," Damon said with a an eye roll.

"That's one word for it," Sarah said from the back seat, eyes closed as she took in the tension free atmosphere, because god knew it wouldn't stay that way for long. Especially with the three of them cramped together in a car for an extensive period of time. Sooner or later one of them was bound to snap, that was part of the fun in Sarah's opinion, just as long as they all made up afterwards.

"How much further is it?" Stefan asked, glancing over at his brother.

"About eighty miles," Damon answered, eyes remaining on the road.

"Who do you think took her?" Stefan posed to both his siblings.

"My guess, whoever Katherine's running from," Damon answered with a shrug, as if it really didn't matter.

"Or anyone that has a beef against Katherine," Sarah added from the back seat.

"So basically the entire world," Damon said with a smirk, glancing over his shoulder at his laid back sister.

"Well, she is the devil incarnate. I'd be disappointed if it was anything less," Sarah continued along with the joke, as she and Damon let out a chuckle of amusement.

"Thanks by the way, both of you, for helping me," Stefan then said after a moment, looking at his brother, then back at his sister.

"Can we not do the whole road trip bonding thing?" Damon groaned, rolling his eyes while keeping them away from his siblings. "The cliche of it all makes me itch."

"Oh, come on Damon. We both know that you being in this car has absolutely nothing to do with me anyway," Stefan said knowingly, to which Sarah opened her eyes and sighed. Oh, well, the tension free atmosphere had been nice while it lasted, she thought as she sat up in the middle of the back seat.

"And the elephant in the room lets out a mighty roar," Damon said with a grin to hid away his thoughts.

"Well it doesn't have to be an elephant. Let's talk about it," Stefan suggested, looking towards his brother.

"Or, better idea, we could talk about, literally, anything else," Sarah suggested as she leaned forward in between her brothers, deliberately getting in between their eye line as they both frowned at her. "Come on, guys, we're finally in a good place, let's not rock the boat by bring up old pointless arguments."

"I'm not trying to start an argument, I just want Damon to open up," Stefan explained, shaking his head as if it wasn't a big deal.

"I'll open up this door and jump out before I do that," Damon grumbled as he turned a corner on the country road.

"No you won't," Stefan said knowingly, smiling smugly when Damon looked his way with a glare.

"Alright, look, here's what's going to happen. First, we find Elena – Stefan's girlfriend – and rescue her. Then we're going to find some slutty girl for Damon, since that's his type apparently," Sarah said with a grin to her eldest brother as he shot her a fake smile in return.

"Thanks, Sis."

"You're welcome," Sarah declared in an overly cheery attitude before continuing in her regular one. "Then we live out the rest of our lives happily, give it fifty or sixty years then finish off Katherine. In that order, no deviations, no arguments and no drama."

With that, Sarah then leaned back in her seat, now enjoying the ride once more. Now that she'd successfully defused the tension in the car. "And what about your love life, Sis. Where does that appear on that list of yours?" Damon asked with a smug grin. Rats, Sarah thought, glaring at her brother through the rear view mirror, realising how she'd left herself exposed.

"Let's just focus on you two idiots for the time being," Sarah shot back, fully knowing that her brothers were smirking together in the front seat.

"Whatever you say, Sarah," Stefan replied, amusement in his voice as he and Damon shared a look. Sarah just rolled her eyes, letting out a sigh as she made herself comfy once more, ending where she'd started off, with her feet up on the seat next to her, and her head resting comfortably on the bag of weapons. Yeah, there was definitely nothing like a family road trip. One minute it's blissful happiness and relaxation, the next you're wondering why you ever wanted to bring your family back together.

Unlocking the door to her home, Caroline lead the way in, holding the door open as Scarlett and Jeremy stepped into the Forbes home. Once inside, she closed the door, jiggling her keys about as she lead them towards the kitchen. "Just make yourselves at home, I'll be back in a sec," Caroline said, gesturing to the table in the room. Jeremy nodded with a smile, proceeding through, but Scarlett paused, holding her finger up in question.

"Can I–"

"No, you can't have anything to eat," Caroline said instantly. Scarlett put on a pout, but proceeded through all the same, whacking Jeremy on the arm when she caught him snickering. Caroline had been explaining the eating machine that was Scarlett on the way home, comparing notes with Jeremy, who'd apparently had to pick up extra chores with Jenny in order to pay her back for all the food Scarlett was eating. Scarlett knew it was bogus, Jenna loved her, though she couldn't deny how much food she'd eaten while staying at the Gilberts'. She really should pay them back at some point for their hospitality. Which would be easier if she had some money.

She sat down next to Jeremy, who was rubbing his arm as Caroline turned to leave, only to pause as Scarlett looked up. Both had sensed it, despite Jeremy's moaning, both knew they weren't alone. Caroline looked back, as if to confirm it from Scarlett, still not fully trusting her own senses. When Scarlett nodded back and stood up, Jeremy fell silent, looking between the two. "Everything alright?" he asked, frown forming.

"Yeah," Scarlett said before sniffing the air, brow lowering as she realised who it was. "It's just Tyler."

Caroline exhaled with her usual dramatic flare, turning swiftly and marching out into the hallway. "Seriously Tyler!" she called out. "Breaking and entering the sheriff's house? Are you trying to win a dumb ass award or something?" As she shouted at the room, Tyler stepped out, glaring down the hallway towards Caroline, and then at Scarlett and Jeremy as they stepped out it not the hallway to join Caroline.

"I get it now, why you're both refusing to tell me anything," Tyler said as he gestured to Scarlett and Caroline, both of which shared a confused look before turning back to Tyler.

"Really?" they both asked.

"Yes, I do," Tyler said cockily as he took a step towards them. "I know you're all just like me."

"No," Caroline scoffed, deflecting as she lowered her gaze, even folding her arms.

"We're really not," agreed Jeremy, shaking his head.

"Go ahead. Keep dodging, keep changing the subject. But I saw how strong you were," Tyler said with a knowing smirk as he pointed at Caroline. "And I'm not leaving here until you tell me the truth."

Sharing a look with Scarlett, Caroline nervously turned back to Tyler, trying to figure out how to continue until Scarlett spoke up for her. "Tyler–" she began, only to get interrupted by Tyler, who thought he knew it all.

"Your both werewolves," Tyler said, pointing at Caroline and Jeremy who stared back with wide eyes. "And you're all in a pack," he added, waving his finger at the group of three who stared back for a moment, before all three burst out into joint laughter, confusing Tyler as he frowned back. They tried to stop, but looking at each other only made them all laugh more.

"You…You, think…" Scarlett laughed out as she pointed at both Caroline and Jeremy, laughing some more as she tried to say it. It was just so ridicules to hear it, never mind think it and then say it. To think Tyler actually thought they were all werewolves and in a pack was hilarious, even more so because if he just used his nose, instead of his thick head, then he'd realise how wrong that was. Heck, even if he thought about it for more than five seconds he'd see some pretty obvious flaws. But that wasn't Tyler. No. Tyler was the hothead idiot who just then grabbed Scarlett, pulling her away from Caroline and Jeremy as he shoved her face first against a wall.

All laughed ceased as seriousness took over, Tyler growling in humiliated rage as he pushed Scarlett against the wall. He was confused, still didn't understand and was certain he was right when he really wasn't. Jeremy and Caroline shouted out, Scarlett tried to speak but couldn't get anything audible out with half her face pressed agains the wall. "Stop lying to me!" Tyler shouted only to then be pulled back and thrown down to the floor, finding Caroline standing over him. Hissing as her eyes filled with blood, her fangs forming as black veins appeared beneath her eyes. Tyler clambered back until his back hit the wall, staring up in horror as Caroline's vampiric features faded and Scarlett and Jeremy stepped up to her sides.

"I'm not a werewolf. I'm a vampire," Caroline explained with a sympathetic smile.

"And I'm just human," Jeremy added with a sympathetic smile of his own.

"And you and I are the only werewolves in town," Scarlett concluded before stepping in front of Caroline and Jeremy and bending down towards Tyler who flinched as she got closer. "Now, how about you calm down, shut up, and listen for once in your life."