Plot Summary: Newton's Third Law states that for each action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. When Bella Swan survives James's attack, she thought things would go back to normal. Instead, the attack sets off a series of events that will not only changes everything but also uncovers a long kept family secret.
Pairings: End pairings undecided. Some Edward/Bella, Stefan/Elena, Bella/Damon, and other canon pairings for both Twilight and The Vampire Diaries.
Warnings: This is AU for both Twilight and The Vampire Diaries. It begins after the events in Twilight and before the beginning of Season One in The Vampire Diaries, but some events in canon may be altered due to Bella's presence.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Author's note: Thanks for all of the reviews/follows/favorites! Some notes about this chapter, the house Alice bought is the 2nd foreclosed house that Isobel lived in in the show, but since this is set prior to the beginning of season 1, I think that's okay. Also, I'm playing playing with canon in relation to both Jasper's and Katherine's history in order to make things a little easier for myself and to better combine both stories. Damon is present in this chapter even though it's prior to the start of season 1. I'm assuming that since we know he was there prior to season 1 because he met Elena before her parents died and compelled her to forget him that he stayed around Mystic Falls.
Chapter Two
Bella really shouldn't have been surprised. She had given both Alice and Edward—to some extent—cart blanche, so she wasn't sure why she was so shocked by what they had done. When Alice had told her the house had been a bargain—"It's a foreclosure, Bella. A steal, really"—she had expected a humble looking home. After all, she was only one person. She didn't need a huge house to live in especially when she was only going to be in Mystic Falls temporarily. She really should have expected Alice to go overboard. So, when the taxi pulled into the driveway of one of the most exquisite houses she had ever seen, she just sighed in resignation before paying the driver and pulling her suitcase up the small staircase leading to the porch.
The house was huge with four large columns along the front porch. She couldn't tell much from the outside other than it was much too large for her and that it had a balcony she was desperate to stand on. She absolutely loved it.
She let out an uncharacteristic squeal before unlocking the door and heading inside. She walked through the entry way and past the beautiful staircase into the living area, her eyes flitting to and fro in order to catch every single detail, as if it would disappear in front of her. Alice had obviously had a hand in the furnishings as well. She was surprised that Alice was able to take care of so much in such a small time frame, but she supposed that money was an excellent motivator for most people.
Bella sank down onto the leather couch and breathed a sigh of relief. She was finally in Mystic Falls. It was really happening. She sent a quick text to Alice letting her know she had arrived before getting up. She spent the next hour or so exploring the house. She had to give it to Alice because the furnishings were great. While Bella could tell that all of the furnishings were definitely well made and no doubt expensive, she didn't feel like she was sitting in a museum.
The master bedroom, in particular, was gorgeous. The bed was a large, four-poster oak-finished canopy bed with a fabric canopy on the top of it. She wasn't sure she had ever seen such a large bed before. It definitely dwarfed the double-sized bed she had at home. There was also a set of nightstands with mirrors on each one along with a large dresser each in a similar style as the bed.
She trailed her fingers across the topaz-colored bedding set as she walked by the bed pulling her suitcase behind her. She decided to go ahead and unpack mostly in an attempt to waylay her curiosity about the manila envelope that was now burning a hole in her messenger bag. She huffed an annoyed sigh when she realized that the drawers of the nine-drawer dresser were not empty as they should be. Instead, they were filled clothing that she knew did not belong to her or at least that she had not purchased. After emptying her suitcase of what she had brought with her, she made her way to the walk-in closet. She knew what to expect, but she was no less annoyed when she saw that the closet as well was filled with clothing. Although she was pleased to see that at least the style of clothing was more to her liking than Alice's usual choices. Her eyes did narrow when she noticed a multitude of elegant dresses in a variety of styles and colors. Surely there was no reason for her to need those?
She pulled her phone out to make an impassioned phone call to a certain vampire just as her phone beeped with a new message. She struggled momentarily with unlocking the new iPhone 3GS that she had found in place of her usual, easy to use flip phone the previous day thanks to one of the many Cullens, no doubt.
"There's no use arguing," Alice told her after allowing the phone to ring only once.
Bella groaned. "It's too much, Alice, really! You know I don't like expensive gifts!"
She could almost hear Alice shrugging. "Well, too bad. You're a Cullen in everything but name. Family takes care of each other." She paused. "Please, Bella, let us do this for you. Money is really no object. I just... I know that you've always had to take care of yourself, and I wanted someone to take care of you for once."
Alice's voice and words rang with sincerity and earnestness, so instead of arguing fruitlessly, Bella just agreed. "Okay," she said reluctantly. "But this had better be it for surprises..."
"I promise. No more surprises from me!"
Bella narrowed her eyes at Alice's words. "From you? Does that mean someone else has some sort of surprise for me?"
"Technically, yes, but only because the car couldn't be delivered until tomorrow. You can't be angry with me about the car because that was all Edward. I was able to convince him that you wouldn't want a sports car, so really you should thank me!"
She sighed. "Fine. I guess I should go then. I'm still looking around. This place is great."
Alice let out a pleased squeal. "See! I knew you would like it. The kitchen is fully stocked, so don't worry about that! Also, Edward should be calling you sometime tonight to grovel and beg your forgiveness though he doesn't deserve it."
Bella frowned momentarily before scowling. She was still angry with Edward, and she had no idea if she was ready to make nice with him. "Thanks for the warning. I'll call you tomorrow after opening the envelope."
She spent the rest of the afternoon mapping out her favorite rooms in the house. Besides her bedroom, she also loved this little sunroom on the bottom floor. It was off of the entry way and aside from being filled with windows on three sides; there was a comfy chaise lounge that would be perfect for reading while soaking in the sunshine. She had also found a more relaxing living room space with a large television mounted on the wall and a sectional sofa. Bella didn't watch much television, but she figured it would be used at some point.
Edward still had not called by the time Bella made herself a chef salad for dinner. She ate alone at the small breakfast nook in the kitchen. When she was done, she went up to her bedroom to watch the sunset on her balcony. She thought it was amazing. She stayed on the balcony for a while, enjoying the muggy summer weather. It was certainly warmer than Forks, but the heat in Virginia was much different than the heat of Arizona. At any rate, she was looking forward to spending the summer in a place where it wouldn't be cloudy or rainy the majority of the time. She bet that was the reason why Alice had bought her new clothes. No doubt few of hers would be ready for an actual summer. Bella waited for Edward to call the rest of the night, but despite his promise—via Alice, of course—to call, he never did so.
She slept late the next day, not waking until nearly 11 am when she heard the doorbell chime from downstairs. Knowing that it wasn't likely a visitor at the door but the person to deliver the car, Bella went downstairs with her pajamas on after pulling her hair into a messy ponytail to answer the door. She almost sighed in relief when she saw the car in question. It was a black Mini-Cooper convertible, and while she knew that it was likely expensive, it could have been much worse especially considering the cars she knew the Cullens owned.
"Have a good day, Miss Swan," the deliveryman said, handing her the keys after she had signed all of the necessary paper work.
She thanked the deliveryman and headed back inside to get ready. In just a few minutes, she would be able to open up the manila envelope and see what Jasper had found!
Bella pulled into the lone restaurant in town, Mystic Grill, just before noon. It looked like a nice enough place. There was a bar area and fairly large dining area along with a pool table in the corner and stage for concerts or other events. Her eyes swept across the restaurant while she waited for the hostess to seat her. A few people were sitting at some of the tables and a black haired man was sitting at the bar, but other than that, it appeared quiet. When a blonde haired hostess finally came over, she led Bella to the table tucked away in the back that she had requested.
She was about to open the envelope when a cute waiter, who reminded her of Mike Newton, approached her. A wide smile spread across his face when he saw her.
"Elena, I didn't expect to see you in here today. How are you feeling?"
Bella stared at the boy wide-eyed for a moment. "Um, I think you're getting me confused with someone else. My name is not Elena."
The boy frowned and a look of confusion settled on his face. "But you look just like her. I don't understand."
She gave the boy an apologetic smile. "I don't know why I look like your friend. Sorry."
He paused for a moment before shaking his head. "No, I'm sorry. Let me start over. Hi, my name is Matt, and I'll be your waiter for the day. Can I get you something to drink to start off with?"
Bella laughed. "Just some coffee for now, thanks."
A few minutes later she was sipping on coffee and once again about to open the envelope when Edward called her. The conversation started off normal enough. All "I-love-you" and "I'm so sorry about not driving you to the airport" before it deteriorated into the same fight they had been having ever since she decided to come to Mystic Falls.
"It's not safe for you there alone," Edward said. "Please try to grasp that, Bella. I can't protect you if you're on the other side of the country alone."
Bella sighed and pushed a curl out of her face. "Edward, I told you. We've had this conversation before. This is something I have to do for myself."
A tense silence fell over them. When Edward replied, his voice was low and intense. "You don't understand. Alice's visions concerning you have gotten worse. She can only see you sporadically. How do you think I feel when she sees your future go black? I can't bear the thought that you might be in danger. If you would just let me come..."
"No!" She snapped, louder than she had intended. She took a deep breath and looked around to make sure no one was looking her way, but she was still alone in her corner. She lowered her voice significantly before continuing.
"Look, normal people don't have psychic vampire supervision or protective vampire boyfriend body guards, and they manage to survive. You might not believe it, but I managed to live for years before I even knew you. In fact, I think that I've been in more dangerous situations since I met you than before, or don't you remember how you nearly drained me dry the first day we met? We've had this conversation before. If you are so concerned about me being safe every minute of the day, then you know what you can do to change that. If you hadn't sucked the venom out then none of this would even be a concern right now because I wouldn't be some weak little human."
"You are being ridiculous, Bella. I have told you over and over again that I refuse to damn you to an eternity of darkness."
Bella's voice was cold when she responded. "That's your choice. But I'm not some porcelain doll that you can keep locked away in a glass case. I agreed to all of your stipulations. I'm staying in a house with the security system tighter than Fort Knox that Alice bought instead of just staying in a hotel like a normal person. I'm driving the expensive car you insisted on. I'm talking to you on the phone that I can barely operate just so you will know where I am in case something happens. I even agreed to call on Jasper's friends Peter and Charlotte if I do somehow manage to get into some kind of trouble since they're nearby. I don't know why Alice can't see me in her visions, but she isn't worried about it, so I don't see why you are."
Edward made a noise of frustration. "Alice's visions have never been compromised this way before. You can't just expect me to—"
"Yes, I can, and I do. I've been in town for less than twenty-four hours, and I have been safe the entire time. It's not like this place is a booming metropolis like Phoenix; it's smaller than Forks, and that's saying something. I'm currently sitting in the only restaurant in town, and when I leave here, I'm going to go down the road to the library. If I'm feeling really crazy, I might see if I can find out where they keep the birth records. I'm not here on some vacation. All I want to do is to learn more about my birth family, and if you don't get that, then I don't know what else to tell you." She hung up the phone without saying good-bye.
She dropped her face into her hands and took several deep breaths. She massaged her forehead in an attempt to stave off her impending headache. When the phone rang again less than a minute later, she didn't even bother looking at the caller id.
"Fine," she said, her voice tired and weary. "If you think I'm in so much danger, which by the way, I still believe is completely untrue, I'll agree to an escort, but I don't want it to be you. Send Jasper, if he'll agree to come."
She could tell he was hurt when he finally replied, but she was beyond caring. "If I've done something to offend you, Bella—"
"If? You haven't supported me from the minute I told you that I wanted to come here and research my birth family. I don't understand why you don't get that this is so important to me, but I can't keep having this same conversation with you. Now, if you don't want me to be alone, send Jasper. Otherwise, I don't want to hear from you until you can at least pretend to support me in this."
She hung up on him for the second time and turned the phone off before dropping it into her messenger bag. She took in a shaky breath and brushed away the traitorous tears she hadn't even realized were falling off of her cheeks. She hated arguing with Edward, and it was all they seemed to do lately. If he wasn't pushing her away, they were fighting.
She jumped in shock when someone put a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to find Matt staring down at her.
"Hey, everything okay?" he asked, a genuine look of concern on his face.
She tried to give him a reassuring smile, but she was sure it fell flat. "Oh, yeah. Yes. I'm fine."
When she was alone again, Bella decided it was finally time to open the envelope before something else could interrupt her. Inside were two smaller envelopes. One was labeled Katherine Pierce, and the other was labeled The Gilbert Family. Inside each were photographs along with notes written in Jasper's small, precise handwriting.
Bella looked at the pictures in Katherine Pierce's envelope first. The photographs were random and hardly any of her directly. They mostly seemed to be pictures of a girl who looked so like Bella that she would almost think that she was looking at photographs of herself if she didn't know better. Jasper had labeled each picture with a date and place. The earliest picture was from the 1990's while the newest pictures were from only months ago. However, the girl did not seem to age at all which confused Bella. She didn't appear to be a vampire, but what other explanation could there be? She looked over Jasper's notes.
Katherine Pierce—1864 Mystic Falls, Virginia, from Atlanta (?) Family supposedly died in fire (no surviving records of a Pierce family or of a Katherine Pierce), lived with Salvatore family, romantically involved (?) with both Damon and Stefan Salvatore, disappeared in 1864/died (?) in Fell Church fire
Cover story—told to Maria in 1875 (? Difficult to know exact date as it was a chaotic time)
History—unknown (check with Slater in Richmond—will call with more information)
Beneath this, there was an actual note addressed to her:
Bella,
You must excuse me for not being honest with you for all of these months. When I first saw you in the cafeteria, I initially thought that you were Katherine, which is why I fought so hard for my family to avoid contact with you. I met Katherine in the 1870's when she sought Maria's help. There is much that has been kept from you including the existence of another type of vampire. They refer to themselves simply as vampires, but within our circles, we call them magical vampires as they were created by magic some thousand years ago according to legend. Magical vampires may have some weaknesses we do not have, but they have abilities, such as the ability to blend into the human population as well as to feed from humans without turning them which makes them uniquely dangerous. Katherine is a vicious vampire who cares for nothing and no one except for her own well-being. I have not seen or heard from Katherine since I left Maria's army, but one of my contacts was able to gather these pictures by tapping into some governmental facial recognition software—the less said, the better—so I thought you might be interested in them. I don't know why the two of you look so similar, but she may be a relative of yours. Perhaps another contact of mine, Slater, will know. He collects information on as many vampires—of both kinds—as he can. I will call you later with more information on Slater.
When she was finished reading Jasper's letter, she looked through the pictures in the Gilbert family envelope. They were tons of pictures. There was a series of school pictures of a girl who was identical to Bella in every way (although her hair was straight and Bella's tended to be a mess of waves and curls unless she took the time to straighten it). There were also pictures of the same girl with a dark-haired boy and a dark-haired couple along with some pictures of the girl in some sort of cheer competition.
She could feel her breathing begin to increase. She knew this had to be her family. She had a sister—she had an identical twin sister. There was someone—two someones if you included this Katherine vampire—out there who was identical to her.
Gilbert family—Grayson Gilbert and Miranda Gilbert—died May 2009 in car accident, daughter Elena
Gilbert—birthday June 22, 1992 (Same as Bella's true birthday—suspicious ), son Jeremy Gilbert
John Gilbert—Grayson Gilbert's younger brother (address unknown, phone number 804-867-5309)
Bella read through the notes several times, her eyes lingering on the name Elena. Earlier, Matt had thought she was Elena. If they had the same birthday and they looked the same, then... they had to be twins. But that didn't make sense... if they were twins, why would they have been split up? What sense did it make to keep one baby and to give the other one up? She may never know since Grayson and Miranda Gilbert died just weeks ago.
She felt so disheartened. For every question she had answered, three more questions popped up. Sighing, Bella stuffed the information back into the packet and the packet back into her messenger bag.
Suddenly, she had no desire to do anything but head back to her house and fall into bed, so that was what she was going to do. The fight with Edward plus looking through the packet was a bit much for one day. She paid her bill and went to the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, Bella splashed some water in her face and examined her face in the mirror. She compared her features to both Katherine Pierce and Elena Gilbert. The three of them really did look identical, the same dark hair and the same exact face. It was more than a little disturbing.
With a sigh, Bella left the bathroom and headed for the door. Just before she made it to the door, she caught her foot on an uneven part of the flooring and fell face first. She threw her arms out and tensed up in preparation for the impact on the floor, but it never came. Instead, someone caught her in their arms.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going at all," she apologized.
She looked up to find the man she had run into staring at her with a strangely intense look on his face. He was definitely attractive, though in a more roguish, devil-may-care way than she was used to with curly unkempt hair and piercing blue eyes. She tried to pull away from him, but his arms were wrapped solidly around her from where he had caught her.
"No problem. I'm always glad for a beautiful girl to fall into my arms," he said with a mischievous grin on his face.
She tried once again, unsuccessfully, to pull herself free. "I have to go. Thanks for catching me..." she trailed off, hoping that he would supply his name for her.
He cocked one of his brows, but did fill in his name only for her become even more surprised. "Damon Salvatore, at your service"
Her eyes widened when she heard his name. Damon Salvatore...the same name of the man Jasper said had been involved with Katherine Pierce in the 1860's. She could have dismissed it all as a coincidence if the man had not been starring at her as if he was seeing a ghost...or Katherine. Could he be one of the magical vampires Jasper had told her about? If he was and he knew Katherine, then that could explain why he was starring at her so intensely.
Her phone ringing in her messenger bag pulled her out of her thoughts. Thankfully, the ringing pulled him out of his thoughts as well because his grip slackened, and he let her go.
"I have to go, but really, thank you." She gave him a small smile. "I'm Isobel. It was nice to meet you."
She wasn't sure why she introduced herself as Isobel, but it felt right for her. Here, in this place, she would be Isobel. Her phone was still ringing, so she didn't wait for a response. She walked out of the restaurant into the sunlight, digging in her messenger bag as she walked to her car. By the time she managed to free the phone from the bag, it wasn't ringing anymore, which was, really, just her luck. She did breath a sigh of relief to see that it was Alice's name on the caller id and not Edward's. She called the number back as she unlocked the door to her car and slid inside.
"Hello Bella," Alice bell-like voice chirped. "I've already purchased Jasper's ticket. He will be there tomorrow morning at approximately 8:30 am."
Bella rolled her eyes. Of course she had already bought the ticket. "Should I pick him up?"
"No, don't bother with that. He will rent a car. It is going to be cloudy in the morning, so he should be fine."
Bella pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards the hospital after ending the call with Alice. Going to the hospital turned out to be a big bust. She had forgotten about all of the federal laws around privacy and medical records, so she wouldn't find out anything that way. The library had loads of information regarding the founding families, but absolutely nothing about Katherine Pierce. She did find herself drawn to reading about the Salvatore family, her mind going back to the man/possible vampire she had run into earlier. Since she couldn't check out any of the books, she spent an hour or so in the library making copies of anything she thought would be important.
She was exhausted and uneasy by the time she pulled into her driveway. She mechanically made dinner for herself before taking a long bath. By the time she was dressed into a pair of pajamas and pulling a wide-tooth comb through her hair, she had calmed down enough to call Edward back. She peered outside the open door leading onto the balcony when she heard a loud cawing noise. There was a crow sitting on top of one of the chairs on the balcony simply staring at her. She had never seen one this up close before. She put the crow out of her mind when Edward finally answered the phone.
"Hello Bella. I didn't expect to hear from you again today." His melodic voice was withdrawn and careful.
She hadn't intended to call him, but she needed someone to talk to about what she had found out today. She was too angry with Charlie and Renee to call them, but even then, Edward had been her closest friend for months.
So, she just blurted it out. "Jasper found out that I have a twin sister."
There was a pause. "Come again?"
"I'm pretty sure that I have a twin sister. Jasper found some photographs of a girl from here, Elena Gilbert, and he gave them to me. It was strange. We're completely identical other than the way we wear our hair."
"Have you contacted her?" he asked.
She laughed bitterly. "And say what? Hi, I'm the twin sister you never knew you had. You know, the one our parents didn't want?"
"Have you considered that your parents may have put you both up for adoption?"
She hesitated. "I suppose. It doesn't matter in the end."
"True, but it doesn't make the situation hurt any less. Charlie and Renee's love for you is absolute, whether they are your biological parents or not, Bella. I've heard their thoughts, you know."
She went outside on the balcony and sat in the chair opposite of where the crow was still sitting. It was curious to see a bird so nonplussed by the presence of a human not to mention intently watching a human as the crow seemed to be doing. "I know. I miss you. I don't like it when we fight, and it's all we seem to do anymore."
"I'm not fond of it either. I'll feel better when you're back home, and I can ensure your safety once more."
Bella wanted to groan in frustration. "I keep telling you. You can't have it both ways, Edward. As long as I am human, I will never be safe. I could get into a car accident and die in the morning; I could contract some disease and die months from now. I can't force you to change me—I don't want to have to either. I want you to want me for eternity—But if you want me to stay human, then you are going to have to accept the fact that you won't always be there to keep me safe."
"This discussion is over. I won't turn you into a monster."
She scoffed loudly. "Discussion? This isn't a discussion. It's never been one with you. That's part of the problem. You just make decisions and assume I will just fall in line behind you. So, let me ask you a question. If I remain human, how do you see our life playing out?"
"I will stay by your side as you live your life."
Bella's mouth fell open in surprise. How incredulous could he be! "And when I get so old that people think I'm your mother? Your grandmother?"
"You will always be the most beautiful thing in my world."
What a load of crap. "And when I die?" she spat.
He hesitated briefly. "Then, I will follow you."
Bella threw herself out of the chair and paced angrily around the small balcony. "That is just sick! I don't even know what to say to that!" She threw her free hand up in exasperation. "You just don't get it. The kind of life you are describing is no kind of life at all for me! I can't live half in my world and half in yours. More importantly, Edward, I refuse to do so because in the little scenario you are describing, I will never be an equal in our relationship. You will always be the one making the decisions, and I will always be the delicate human who needs to be protected from the big, bad dangerous world. I'm not saying I want you to turn me now. I just want you to promise me that you will."
"I'm not going to have this conversation with you tonight. You're obviously overwrought. We'll speak again in the morning. Good-bye Bella."
Hot tears of anger welled up in her eyes. She was tired of him talking to her like she was a child. She was being overwrought? He was being ridiculous! She wiped the tears away and pushed Edward from her mind. She may not have been successful today, but she did have a lead she could follow. She had John Gilbert's phone number.
She dialed the phone number and waited for her potential uncle to answer the phone. It rang and rang and rang. Just when she was ready to hang up, a male answered the phone.
"This better be good," the man barked.
Bella hesitated. "Hello, I'm looking for John Gilbert."
There was a brief moment of silence before the man responded. "Well, you've found him. What do you want?"
"I was hoping you could give me some information about your brother and his wife."
"Yeah? Now, why would I do that?"
She sighed at John's suspicious tone of voice. "Because I'm pretty sure they're my birth parents."
"Who are you, and how did you get this number?"
She was taken aback at the hostility in his voice, but she swallowed nervously before taking a deep breath. "Bella Swan, but my birth name was Isobel. I only found out I was adopted a few weeks ago, and I've been looking for information about my birth parents ever since."
"And why would you think my deceased brother and sister-in-law are your birth parents?"
"I didn't think they were until today. I only knew that I was born in Mystic Falls, but then today I saw a picture of their daughter, and well, we're identical. Pretty hard to ignore that."
She heard a deep intake of breath before he spoke once more. "Some things are better left unknown, Miss Swan. I suggest you leave well enough alone."
Bella closed her eyes briefly as his words sunk in. He was obviously not going to be of any help. "With all due respect, Mr. Gilbert, it's too late for me to go back to not knowing. I won't bother you again. Thank you for your time."
"Wait! Don't hang up." There was a pause. "Are you still in Phoenix with Renee?"
Her eyes widened and then narrowed. Not only did he know who she was, but he also had been keeping some sort of track of her. "I haven't lived with Renee in more than six months."
"W-what?" He seemed genuinely shocked. "Did something happen to Renee?"
"She's fine, but I've been with my father in Washington State since January. You seem pretty knowledgeable about me considering you were just denying that your brother and his wife were my birth parents."
"I never denied knowing them. I simply said that some things are better left unknown. Take my advice, Bella, and forget what you've learned," John replied and hung up without waiting for Bella to respond.
John Gilbert may not have given her any real information, but he had slipped by mentioning Renee. There was no reason for him to know Renee unless it was in relation somehow to the two of them. This confirmed that the Gilberts had to have been her birth parents. It wasn't much, but Bella would take every victory she could. She had no intention of ignoring anything. She had always been stubborn, so there was no reason to stop now.
For next time: Jasper arrives in Mystic Falls. I'm not sure what else yet. Maybe a trip to Slater? Another interaction with Damon since we know he was spying on her in this chapter. Maybe she meets Elena? I doubt that, but Elena is likely to find out that there is someone in Mystic Falls that looks just like her thanks to Matt.