A/N: Hey again, everyone. I think I may know where this is going now. Story will get a little deeper and a little bit less … well… this, soon. I promise. But for now! We must let our beloved "characters" solve their mystery!

"I thought it would help to bring him along." Bonnie explained as she walked through the door with Matt quickly on her tail.

"Matt." Stefan greeted. "How are you feeling?"

"Been better," Matt shrugged. "Now what are we here to talk about?"

Bonnie sighed and looking at Stefan, waiting. Looking to his feet before saying anything, he gestured them into the living room. Each took a seat on the couch and Stefan hung his head to stare at his knees. Running his hands through his hair, he readied himself for the conversation that could change his existence.

"Elena, had been in the hospital a few days ago. Jeremy found her unconscious in her bedroom, and took her in. The doctor said she was fine." He looked at them, waiting for a response.

"Ok, that clears up about absolutely nothing." Matt stared unimpressed.

Stefan nodded. "She'd had hemorrhaging in her brain. The doctor gave her vampire blood to heal her. That blood was Damon's."

The two stared at him for a moment, not understanding, before Bonnie gasped and flung her hands up to stifle her horror. "No, no no no."

"Yes."

"You don't mean…" Matt asked. "No, she can't be."

"She's wearing my ring until we could ask Bonnie to make her one. But the story isn't finished yet." He cleared his throat, concealing the crack of his voice. "She… doesn't remember anything. Nothing."

"She doesn't remember anything?" The blond boy asked, discontented. Stefan's silence was answer enough.

"You told me that part, but you said she's very taken to Damon?" Bonnie leaned forward, eager for the information she wanted nothing more to never hear.

"She's… more comfortable with him… than with anyone else?" He tried to explain.

"So?" The point wasn't clear to the other boy.

"So Damon might try to take advantage of that."

Bonnie ticked her head in annoyance. "Stefan, I know that no one trusts Damon, but do you really think he'd do that?"

The question hung in the air, but no one dared say anything. It was true that Damon had used things like this to his advantage many times before, but this was Elena they were talking about. He wouldn't hurt her.

"Can I ask you something?" Damon asked, releasing himself from his thoughts. He'd spent the past who knows how long, just staring at her. The way the sun hit her hair, the way it twirled with the wind, that way she smiled because she's never seen evil…

Quickly, she fluttered over to him, where he was sitting on a swing. They were sitting in the playground, just enjoying the feeling of the sun on their skin. "Of course!" She smiled, excited for his attention. She felt the need to make him happy. It seemed to her, as if it was her purpose to make him happy, and she was glad to oblige to that. "What did you want to ask?" He only stared at her, eyes twinkling, as he watched the blush spread across her cheeks at the awareness he seemed to have of her.

"I just wanted to know, why are you so nervous around Stefan, but so calm around me?" The thought had been nagging at him. She seemed so free and excited when it was just the two of them, but when other people arrived – Stefan especially – she seemed to cower away from them, and further towards him. Could it be emotions left over from before? It couldn't be… She'd made her choice. He couldn't figure it out for himself.

"Oh, that's it?" She asked, nervously tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I dunno, it's just that… he's… more aggressive than you." He looked at her questioningly, so she tried to explain her situation in different words. "When I woke up, and you were there… you seemed so happy to see me, like you wanted to protect me. And your eyes sparkled, and you smiled… But Stefan…" She hoped he'd let her stop talking, and just understand, but his curiosity left him staring at her. "He seemed… Angry? Maybe? I dunno. That's just how I felt." She shrugged and stuck her hands in her pockets.

The vampire smiled at her, dark hair patting against his forehead when the breeze hit it. "That's alright then." It was an acceptable answer he supposed. But for some reason, some reason that he couldn't understand, it disappointed him. What was he expecting?

"Good, it's good that it's alright!" She bounced closer to him, childishly flittering around. Before he knew it she'd flung her arms around his neck, and was leaning down towards him. "I don't want it to not be alright," she said quietly.

"What does that mean?"

She only shrugged and snuggled towards him. Hesitantly, he wrapped his arms around her. When she responded again by nuzzling her face into his neck, he let his eyes close and allowed himself to enjoy the moment, even if it might not last.

"So why am I here again?" Matt asked, looking to Bonnie for answers.

"I think, we're thinking that you can give us a little more information about the accident, maybe it'll give us some clues about Elena's memories." Stefan offered. Bonnie nodded. "What do you remember?"

Matt looked uncomfortable, obviously this wasn't a memory that he wanted to return to. "Well… we were driving on Wickery Bridge and… there was someone standing on it, I don't think I remember who."

"Do you remember what they looked like?" Stefan searched his eyes, wondering for just a second if he could compel him to remember.

"Blonde… Oh, maybe it was Rebekah?"

They all exchanged glances.

Had Rebekah killed Elena?