A/N: There is a picture link of Sam's dress and accessories on my main page. Let me know what you guys think.

Dear Diary,

It's been a few days since the whole grandmother fiasco. And since then I've been working with Bonnie in hopes of finding a way to break the seal my late mother placed on my powers. So far all our attempts at removing or breaking the seal have been futile. I mean me and Bonnie have gone through all of the grimoires in her possession even the ones she acquired from the Martin witches and still nothing. None of the spells she's casted have done anything to help remove the seal on my powers. This has now brought Bonnie to the conclusion that we may need a much stronger witch to help remove my mother's seal. Talk about being controlling from beyond the grave.

Any ways, on a good note Rebekah & Mikael, aka Barbie Klaus and papa original have both agreed to help us kill Klaus. Now as much as that makes me happy there's just something about Mikael that seriously gives me the heebie-jeebies. He's just so intense, and rigid, and another word I can't really think of at this point in time. And luckily it's not just me that feels this way; Damon doesn't even trust the guy. Which now begs the question why in the Sam hell are we working with this guy if none of us trusts him? But Damon has assured me that he has a plan B in stored should things go awry. And if there's anyone I trust to be ready at a moment's notice to deviate from a plan and go Hun solo, it's my uncle Damon. Now all we have to do is hope that Rebekah doesn't go and get all sisterly love for Klaus. Which speaking from experience and past events seems to happen a lot, and always at the most inopportune times. I just hope whatever back up plan Damon's concocted has taken Rebekah's remorse in to the consideration.

God I can't wait for this all to be over. I'm just ready for Klaus to be dead, for homecoming to be over and to have the old Stefan back. So here's to everything go off without a hitch.

SS

(Hours Later)

"Elena did what?" I blurted out in complete and utter shock

"How many times am I going to have to say this? So she daggered Rebekah, so what? You should be happy, at least now we don't have to worry about yet another original screwing us over in crunch time. Now come help me stockpile this duffle bag with wolfs bane grenades." said Damon callously.

"So I was actually somewhat starting to like the girl. Plus isn't Klaus going to be suspicious if Rebekah suddenly doesn't show up to this homecoming thing Klaus has Tyler throwing?"

"Don't know, don't care." Replied Damon as he continued on filling the duffle bag with wolfs bane grenades.

"How did she do it any ways, dagger Rebekah I mean? Cause last I check Rebekah's an original and Elena, for the lack of a better term is the constant damsel in distress." I asked with a light chuckle

"Elena was helping her put on her mother's necklace and then bam, stabbed her right then and there."

"In the back?"

"Yep, nice and easy. Rebekah never saw it coming." Smirked Damon in enjoyment

"Well that takes the phrase stabbing me in the back to a whole other level." I said feeling a bit uneasy about the whole thing.

"Hey shouldn't you already be at the Homecoming dance/rager?" asked Damon just as he placed the last grenade in the bag.

"Yea, but I figured I'd just go when you go." I answered

"No, no, no. You have to go now; otherwise it's going to look suspicious."

"And how am I supposed to get there? Everyone's already at Tyler's and it's not like I can ride my bike in a dress." I pointed out

Grabbing his keys from off his dresser Damon then casually throws them to me. "Here take my car. Now go." Stressed Damon

"Fine, alright I'll go." I conceded. And so with that I got up off the bed and exited Damon's room. Next stop, my ex-boyfriend's house yay. Enter sarcasm here please.

0~o~0

As I pulled up to the Lockwood estate the sound of the band mixed with the yelling and commotion of adolescent high schoolers filled the night air. Now as I exited the car and began making my way to the front door a light breeze suddenly pick up, causing the bottom half of my dress to flail in the wind.

As I entered into the house I was immediately greeted by countless faces that I'd never seen before. So in wanting to be around some familiar faces, I ventured further into the house in search of either, Bonnie, Elena, or Matt. A few minutes into my search I clumsily wound up bumping into someone thus causing them to drop and spill their drink.

Following the sound of glass shattering on the floor I immediately turned around and began offering my sincerest apologies.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry. I'm a klutz in heels." I quickly spat out.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Bumping into people is kind of my thing." teased the handsome stranger.

Now I have to admit that at first glance I kind of found myself smitten with the good looking hunk that now stood before me. This guy looked to be in his early twenties, stood at about maybe six foot, had short black hair and intense blue eyes that a girl could just get lost in.

"Well then maybe it's you that owe me the apology." I flirted

"Maybe so, but how about I go get you a drink and we just call it even." smiled the hot young stranger. As he then extended his right hand to me in search of a handshake. "I'm Tony."

Grabbing a hold of Tony's hand I ever so lightly shook it. "Samantha." I answered with a flirtatious smile.

"Samantha. Pretty name."

"Why thank you." I blushed

"Well Samantha, wait right here and I'll be back with our drinks." Smiled Tony before then taking for the refreshment table.

Now as I was just getting into the party mood wouldn't you know something or better yet SOMEONE, just had to come and muck it all up. Almost as though signaled by some higher being out to ruin my night, a very familiar and unwanted voice suddenly rang from behind me.

"Enjoying yourself, love?" baited Klaus

Turning around to face the bane of my existence, I was instantly greeted by Klaus's smug grin.

"And to what do I owe this horrific meet and greet?" I asked now fully facing the hybrid sociopath.

"Why I was just doing my rounds when I suddenly heard the voice of an old acquaintance. And so I decided to come on over here and tell you just how ravishing you look in that dress tonight" joked Klaus

"Isn't there someone else you could be bothering right now?" I asked already tired of having to trade quips with this psycho and his over sized ego.

"Oh come now love, humor me. I mean after all it's not every day I get to stand around and ideally chat with a living and breathing miracle." Said Klaus as the smirk he'd been showcasing suddenly vanished as his eyes narrowed on me and his face took to a more serious look. "I mean after all that is what you are. The last time I saw you, you were laid out on the cold cafeteria floor bleeding out without a chance of survival. And yet here you are alive and well, so tell me little Salvatore. How did you manage to evade imminent death?"

"What can I say? I'm a survivor." I answered now feeling completely uneasy. As it worried me how interested Klaus seemed to be in how I managed to survive our last encounter.

"Well now you see that's where you and I are the same love. You see I too am a survivor, and after living for a thousand years I've become quite adept at it. So just encase you and your friends have any ill conceived notions of how this night is going to end. Let me just start by warning you that whatever it is you and your friends have cooked up is doomed to fail. Because after a century of surviving I've learned to always be one step ahead of those who wish me harm." Bragged Klaus before then smiling as he accepted a drink from Tony.

"Ahh, thank you Tony." said Klaus with a highly mischievous grin now lighting up his face.

With a look of confusion now on my face based off seeing that not only did Tony and Klaus knew each other but that they were overfly chummy with on another. You could just imagine how lost and confused I felt as I witnessed this unexpected bromance. So with Tony now at his side, the smug and egoistical original decides to put me out of my misery and clear up the confusion for me that was him and Tony.

"Ah Samantha, have you met Tony? My right hand hybrid." Boasted Klaus as Tony just stood beside him tauntingly grinning at me.

Feeling like a complete idiot for fawning over one of Klaus's hybrids, I stormed off and headed towards the backyard seeing as I could no longer bear to be in the same house as Klaus and his hybrid lackeys.

Now outside I quickly begin sifting through the endless sea of faces in search of a familiar one. To which I would only find Bonnie. Now at her side Bonnie and I begin texting everyone in hopes of finding out what happened to them seeing as they were nowhere to be found.

After a few minutes of just socializing with Bon-bon seeing as everyone else was pretty much m.i.a. I suddenly got an urgent text message from Damon telling me in very few words that the plan had ultimately failed and that Mikael was dead. And on top of that, that I needed to leave the Lockwood estate pronto. Immediately after showing Bonnie the text message, me and the Bennet witch hastily made our way around the house as we each raced towards our perspective cars. Wasting no time in getting into our cars both Bonnie and I, quickly pulled out of the Lockwood driveway and scurried on home. Me to the boarding house and her to Bennett house hold.

Now home, I exhaustively made my way down the foyer and into the living room. Where I was met by the sight of a very unhappy and highly intoxicated Damon, who by the looks of it was drinking his failure away with bottles and bottles of expensive scotch.

Following a sympathetic sigh I slowly began to remove my jacket as I ventured further into the lion's den. "So, care to tell what wrong tonight?" I asked just moments before plopping down next to the obviously defeated Salvatore.

"We had him Sam, we had him. Anything that could have gone wrong, we were prepared for." mumbled Damon as he then handed me the bottle of scotch.

Grabbing the bottle of scotch from out of Damon's hand I instinctually took a swig before then handing him back the bottle. "You said you were prepared for anything. So what happened, what changed?

"Stefan, Stefan's what changed." declared Damon before then taking a huge swig of the scotch.

"Stefan? What you do mean Stefan changed? Damon what exactly happened tonight?" I asked now fearing the worse.

"He saved him Sam, just when I was about to stake Klaus in the heart and put an end to all this. My brother comes out of nowhere and just saves him! Well after that Klaus just took the stake and used it on Papa Original. Down went Mikael, and gone is the only weapon that could kill an original." explained Damon.

Now unable to formulate a single sentence after being informed about Stefan's latest and most cut throat betrayal. I just found myself sitting beside Damon completely stupefied with a dumb looking expression on my face.

Taking my sudden silence as a cry for help Damon offers me yet another swig from his bottle of scotch. "Need this?"

Still unable to speak and now in a sort of brain dead zombie state I just simply took the bottle from Damon's hands and immediatly placed it up to my lips. Following a few good chugs I finally removed the bottle from my lips, but instead of handing it back over to Damon I securely nestled it close to my chest. "So what do we do now?"

"I have no idea." answered Damon.

Following Damon's response I instinctually took another pull from the scotch before then handing the eldest Salvatore the bottle. And for the rest of night we just sat there in silence and took pull after pull from that and many other bottles of scotch. And true our day had been ruined, and god only knew what tomorrow would bring. But for right now none of that mattered, mainly because we were blitzed, but also because we're Salvatore's. And as Salvatore's we can get through anything as long as we stick together, or at least that's what Zach use to say. But what do you when one of the opposing forces is also a Salvatore?