Hi guys! I hope you enjoyed that last chapter, 'cause I had fun writing it :) Not really much to talk about before I start, except I promise that we will find out how the vampire was able to knock Elena out just by meeting her eyes…but not necessarily right now :) And also, who thought that Thursday's episode was awesome? OMG. When Damon started-oh, I don't wanna ruin it for the people that haven't watched it yet, so I'll shut up and start on the new chapter :)

They were gone. Both of them—the girl, and the vampire. How the heck did she manage to get out of there without somebody noticing the screaming girl had disappeared? Elena was completely dumb-founded, but at the same time felt guilty. Her guess was that the vampire had taken her, but the girl wouldn't have even been there if Elena hadn't made her identify the vampire. The feeling that it was all her fault kept running through her head as Stefan drove her back home. The car was quiet with both of them deep in thought.

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Stefan asked her something. She had been so out of it, she hadn't even heard him until he tried to get her attention.

"Elena? Elena? Are you okay?" he asked, hoping she hadn't gone into shock or something. After the night's events, that was the last thing he needed.

"What? Oh, sorry… Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little confused. How could that vampire make me pass out all the way across the room? I mean, even if he could compel from that far away, I had vervain on!" she mused, not expecting an answer but getting one anyways.

"I'm not sure, Elena. He had to have been pretty powerful to have been able to do that. Are you sure it was him?" Stefan asked.

"Absolutely. As soon as I looked him in the eyes, it was like…well, like I was in the car all over again…" she said, not wanting to go into that any further.

" Well Damon and I will try to find some information about it in Isobel's research. But meanwhile, I want you to go home and rest, okay?"

"Really, Stefan I am fine. I don't need to—"

"Yes you do. You are going to go home, get in bed, and sleep. Got it? And no trying to sneak out of the house, okay? I'm going to put Jeremy on alert."

"Stefan, that's not necessary! Besides, remember what happened last time Jeremy was on babysitting duty? Elijah almost killed me", Elena argued, but to no avail. When they got home, she changed into her pjs, and Stefan watched as she got into bed before he left.

She was going to get up and try to ditch against Stefan's orders when a sudden wave of dizziness came over her. She tried to stand up and focus, but immediately fell back down onto the bed. Calling out to Jeremy, she realized that he had already gone to sleep. What a great baby-sitter he was!

Frantically, she looked around trying to figure out what was going on. But she felt the drowsiness coming, and realized that Stefan must have drugged her to make sure she stayed asleep. 'Was Stefan that desperate for me to sleep that he drugged me? I can't believe it! But…wait. I haven't had anything to eat or drink since lunch, so that's impossible. What the hell is happening to me?' she thought slowly, as drowsiness was starting to pull her under. She fought sleep until she could fight no more, and right before she shut her eyes for the final time, she glanced up. There, she saw a man looming over her. But it wasn't a man. It was the vampire from the grille—and he was in her room.

Elena woke up to a throbbing head, and then she remembered what had happened last night at the grille. But when she looked at her alarm clock, she realized that it hadn't been last night, it was only 11:30.

She slowly got up and walked through the bathroom to peek into her brother's room. It was dark, and he was already asleep. Jeremy asleep at 11:30 on a Friday night? Was she drunk? He never went to bed before 2am on the weekends. She tip-toed out the door to look downstairs. Pitch black. Jenna was asleep, too? What was going on?

But that was when she remembered. The vampire from the grill had been in her house. Or had it been a dream? Maybe, but for some reason, she highly doubted that. She ran back into her room and closed the door quickly. She grabbed her phone off the nightstand and frantically tried to dial Stefan's number, when the phone suddenly disappeared from her hands. She looked up, and was pushed into the wall, rattling half the house in the process.

There he was. The vampire from the bar that had almost killed the girl, and almost killed Elena. She gasped in terror, but before she could scream for help there was a hand on her mouth.

"Say anything, and your brother won't wake up tomorrow morning, understand?" the vampire warned, knowing Elena's weak spot—her family. She nodded, and he released the grip on her mouth.

"W-who are you? What do you want from me?" she cried quietly, mumbling and stuttering at the same time. She was terrified, both for herself and for her family.

"Why else would I want you? You're the doppelganger. And as for what I want from you, well…that list goes on and on…but this is number one on it", he stated, grinning from ear to ear.

She had a terrible idea that she knew exactly what he wanted from her at the moment, and she realized with horror that she was right. He forced her down onto the bed, and threw her hair out of the way.

"Oh god, please no! Please no!" she begged, but he ignored her. All she could feel was searing pain as he bit down on her slender neck. She'd only felt the pain of having her blood taken unwillingly once by Vicki Donovan, but that was nothing compared to the pain she felt at him practically sucking her dry.

He could hear her begging to stop, to ease the pain, but he was too lost in her blood to notice. He had never tasted anything so good—so….potent. He felt like he was floating on a cloud, but was pulled down when he realized her struggles had ceased.

The pain just wouldn't end, but finally she felt the strings of exhaustion pulling her into unconsciousness as he continued to drink. She knew that she probably wouldn't live to see the next day, so she tried to send messages to all the people she cared about telling them that she loved them, and that she hadn't given up.

But she knew that this wasn't a sci-fi thriller. And as much as the supernatual "myths" had become realities in her life, she knew that telepathy was reserved mainly for Bonnie, her best friend and witch. So all she could do was suffer through the pain and the thoughts of them finding her dead the next day, thinking she had killed herself to save them, until finally it was too much and she blacked out.

Ok, so I hope you guys like that :) it was pretty fun to write, and can't wait to see what Mystic Falls has in store for us next chapter! Remember, feedback is love, people! So read and review!

-kiki :)