AN: Here it is! :D WARNING! This gets a little…sexy at the end. I tried to not make it too sexy, so it's not like full on smut, but it's sexy. So if you don't like slightly sexy times, or hints of sexy times, please stop reading. Okay, just had to put that there, don't want to offend anyone!

Love you all!

Then (16 and 17)

She watched him walk up to the door from her bedroom window, with her sister by her side, and five year old Elena stood on her tip toes, trying to see out.

"This must be for real. Wow. Mason Lockwood loves you!" Miranda sing-songed the last part. "Now are you convinced?"

"No." Jenna pouted. "And I won't be, unless he proves it."

"And how will he prove himself to you?"

"…I don't know. I'll just have to see."

And later that night, Miranda watched her baby sister chatter about how great her date had been, and how wonderful Mason was, she knew Jenna was in love for the first time. As Jenna told her about getting her first real kiss, while clutching a Scooby Doo stuffed animal, Miranda knew that everything was different.

Then (Exactly One Day Ago-6:20 pm)

"So," Tyler said, trying to be smooth. "You going on a date?"

"As a matter of fact, nosy nephew, I am." Mason said, buttoning up his shirt. "So please, don't wait up." He smirked, turning around to face him.

"Who's the girl?" All Mason did was smile slyly, and head for the door.

"Tell Jenna I said Hi!" He yelled at his back.

"I will!"

Smirking, Tyler pulled out his cell phone.

Ty: He's on his way.

Jere: Tell you when he get's here

Then (Exactly One Day Ago 6:30 pm)

Jeremy stood in the doorway of the Gilbert's house, smiling somewhat evilly.

"Well hey Mason. I was not expecting you this evening." Little smartass shut his phone, which probably held a text message from Tyler, and crossed his arms.

"Come on in." They walked to the living room where Elena and Stefan were sitting on the couch.

"Is this where you threaten me?" Mason laughed. Jeremy smiled, and nodded.

"Yeah, basically." Stefan said, standing.

"Alright then." Mason studied all three teens before spreading out his arms in a 'come on' gesture. "Hit me with hit."

"You hurt Jenna, and I'll kill you." Elena said sweetly.

"And I'll help." Stefan added.

"I have other ways of hurting you, so I won't need to kill you. But I'll make the threat anyway, minus the brooding Stefan tone of voice."

"Alright. I understand."

"Are you guys done yet?" Jenna said, fastening her earrings as she reached the bottom stair. "Guys, please, be good tonight, please don't break, hurt, kill, or ruin anything. And please, god, I'm begging you, don't get arrested." she turned to Mason finally, not noticing the slightly glazed look in his eyes, or the slight stiffness in his stance. But Stefan did. (And he would be tattling about that to Damon later tonight.) Going to Duke would be good for Elena and Alaric, and the more they found out about Mason the better, but he didn't know how their findings would affect Jenna.

"You're beautiful, baby." Jenna blushed as Mason kissed the top of her forehead. "Let's go."

"You haven't asked yet." Mason said after he got in the car.

"Asked what?"

"Where we're going."

"I thought we were going to the Grill, but apparently you have another plan." Jenna grinned.

"We can't go to the Grill, because that's where Tyler thinks we're going. He would call Jeremy and tell him, who would tell Elena and Stefan, and they would all 'accidentally' show up." Mason said and leaned over to grab Jenna's hand. "So we are going to Richmond."

"Jake's?" she said excitedly.

"Jake's."

Jake's Bar and Grill wasn't just and bar and grill. It was a family establishment, much like the Grill, and it was where Mason had taken Jenna to whenever there was a special occasion.

He held her door open, just the way he used to, and held her hand, like he always had. The motions were the same, and they both ordered their usual (Steak sandwich with the works for him, Chicken cheese steak with mushrooms for her, and they shared a large fry). But everything felt different, as if it really was their first date and their first kiss all over again. It really felt like they were starting over.

Thank God, he thought. We really might have a chance.

But the entire time, Mason felt that familiar tickle in the back of his head, and knew he had to tell her the real reason he left eleven years ago.

Just not yet. I need a little more time.

Then (Exactly One Day Ago 9:45 pm)

If there was one thing she loved about going on dates with Mason, it was that he was never afraid to kiss her goodnight. Every other guy hesitated on the front porch, uncertain if they could kiss her or get slapped for trying. Mason never hesitated because he knew he would never get slapped. And she really, really liked kissing Mason.

So of course she made out with him on the couch on her sister's front porch for almost twenty minutes. (Nothing new there). But it was because it was on her sister's front porch, that she had to stop.

"Hey, wait." she said pulling back. He just moved to kissing her neck. "Mason, I'm serious!" she laughed as her peppered her neck with noisy kisses. He looked up at her, usually cool blue eyes warm on hers. She'd never seen that look on his face before. It was focused and serious, a little lustful, but mostly possessive. Just like the day before when he'd come to comfort her, he looked almost…afraid, but she knew better than to say that about him. Mason wasn't afraid of anything, not even losing her.

"Can I stay with you?" he asked softly, seriously. He was surprising her again.

"I want you to. But I can't." she said softly. "The kids are inside."

"No, they're not." He rested his head on her forehead, and kissed her softly.

"How do you know?" Her hands stayed curled in his hair, running through it gently.

"Mmm. That feels good." He nuzzled closer. "Tyler texted me. Jeremy's out the house with him, and said Elena was at Stefan's."

Jenna sighed. "Being the responsible guardian I am, I should probably tell Elena she can't have sleepovers with her boyfriend. But she's been so stressed lately…"

"And you're going to have one with your boyfriend at some point, so…" She felt him smirk into her neck.

"Well, since you asked so nicely…" She pulled his lips away from her neck to her lips.

"Mmm, and since I asked you," he pulled away, "I think you should ask me."

"Really?" she smiled.

"Really. Otherwise I'll feel cheap." he pouted playfully.

"Alright then." She leaned back so their eyes would meet, and as soon as they did, things got serious. The air seemed to get thicker, heavier.

"Mason, will you stay with me tonight?"

"Yes." He scooped her up and through the already unlocked door. He carried her up the stairs and to her bedroom, undressed her, and lay with her on the bed. Did wild things with her. Talked afterwards, into the morning.

He slept with her in his arms, and woke with her there. And with that tingle running from his skull down to his spine.

Full Moon tonight. Better get ready.

"Jenna, I've got to go baby." She couldn't know how hard it was to leave her there, all naked and soft and beautiful.

"I'll see you later?"

"Yeah. Meet you at the Grill for lunch?"

"Mm-hmm." She sighed, smiling.

"Bye, hun." That's what she called him before.

"Bye, beautiful." He kissed her soundly. "See you later."

"Hey!" he turned at her call. "Don't make a show of leaving. Alaric and Damon are meeting Elena here."

"Of course not sweetie." she rolled her eyes at his tone. The tone that meant, for this particular situation, 'Of course I'm going to go wave the fact that I stayed here with you in your ex-boyfriends' face because he couldn't'. Because Mason liked to stake his claim.

Mason thought, I'm not going to do anything because she expects me to.

But when he walked past Alaric with a look that said 'Don't touch my woman or I'll kill you', of course was absolutely deliberate.

Bitch.

Now (11:37 pm)

She'd only come her to look for Jeremy. Tyler had texted her saying he was there…and now everything in her world had turned upside down.

He was covered in dirt, and dressed in ragged shorts, looking exhausted and wary. Maybe even a little afraid. But Mason doesn't get afraid, Jenna thought, Mason's not afraid of anything.

"Mason, was that real? Did I just see-" she cut herself off.

"Yes. You did. I'm…a lycanthrope. Just like Stefan, Damon and Caroline are vampires. And you probably shouldn't be near me right now." he said, holding up a hand.

"Why?" She said, before doing exactly what he said not to. She took a step towards him, and then another .

"Because you're my weakness Jenna. My trigger." His eyes flashed, unnaturally. "I don't know what I'll do if you come near me right now."

She stepped forward again. And again. And again.

"Jenna, please. Don't." That made her stop, causing him to let out a heavy breath of air.

"Mason…what do you mean, I'm you're trigger?"

He was quiet for a long time. When it seemed like he wasn't going to answer her question, she stepped forward again, causing him to tense.

"I killed him!"

"Who?" She could see his body straining towards her, face pained and stiff with concentration. He was forcing himself to stay away from her, when all he wanted was to get closer.

"Jack Wilkins."

"What?"

"The guy I killed." He was looking at her now, eyes searing into her. "Two days before I left you."

She tried to find her voice. "W-why?"

"Because he was talking about you. About how he wanted you, and the things he was going to do. And I-" he let out a quick breath. "I snapped."

"But…I thought he'd graduated…"

"It was at a party. I was picking up Zack and his girlfriend, and he was there. He wasn't even drunk, just mean. Like…like he was making plans to do something, and I just snapped."

"Did anyone else see?"

"No. We were in the parking lot, and I transformed. I ran, I didn't know what was happening." She took another step towards him.

"Jenna , STOP!" he roared, scaring her.

"Don't come any closer! Please, Jen. Please. I can't-" he said harshly, cutting himself off. She walked towards him again, only stopping when she was two feet away from him. He didn't move back, but he got tenser, face turned away, while his body strained closer.

"Please don't shut me out." Jenna said softly, shaking. "Please."

"Jenna, no. This isn't a game. This is real. It's why I left the first time."

She cupped his face for a moment, before pressing her body against his. He groaned deep and low in his throat, and she felt him harden against her stomach. Her hands left his face so she could wrap her arms around his neck, curling her fingers in his hair.

"You're not going to hurt me. I trust you." Her eyes were steady on his.

"You shouldn't." he bit out, looking away.

"But I do. I trust you, and I need you, and I want you. So please don't pretend like you don't feel the same. Please, look at me." He lifted his head so the were locking eyes again.

"Jenna-"

"I love you, Mason." The look on his face, that pure shock, hurt her a little. Had no one ever told him they loved him before?

"I have loved you since I was eleven years old, and I've never stopped." He moved then, quickly and a little harshly. She was on the ground and he was on top of her, their lips fused and bodies moving together.

"Mine." he growled. "Mine."

All she could do was whimper and let her body tell him everything.

"I love you." He said to her sleeping form.

"I love you."