Natasha's POV

Things have been different since we opened the tomb. I'm not confused on what I am anymore. Some crazy things have been happening lately, as well. Alaric's dead wife may be Elena's birth mother. Elena is at her friend's Trudie's house. I would have gone, but Elena said it was something she wanted to do alone. I was at the Grill with a depressed Alaric. We had gotten close over the past few weeks and I looked up to him as a father figure. After my parents passing I struggled the most out of my family. There were days I spent staring at walls. I had gotten better after Jenna came and I saw Elena's own improvement.

We were talking about my powers and their limitations. "So you see the past deaths and the future deaths? Can you see how I'm going to die?" Alaric asked.
"No, I can see the past deaths fine. The future deaths are a little bit more complicated." I told him.
"How so?" He wondered.
"I don't get visions like I do with the past. With the past I can slip into my own world and go back in time. I see how someone died, by focusing on that person. I can do this by being at their grave, holding an important jewelry piece that was theirs and that kinda stuff. With the future I get little riddles and hints in visions and they don't make sense often. I can see all the cards after their death. I usually am the one to find their bodies. I need to have a connection with them if I'm doing the future thing. With Logan, he use to be an old family friend and I was friends with Ben." I signed sighed sadly and Alaric rubbed my back, comfortingly. I took a sip of my cherry coke.

"What about with Damon, he didn't die and you had a future thing on him?" Alaric spoke.
"I was having a vision on the tomb vampires, but I didn't know them, so I saw them threw Damon." I explained.
"Can you uh see Isobel maybe?"
"Do you have something of hers?" Alaric pulled out a ring and I offered my hand. He put the ring in my palm and he closed my fingers. I took a few deep breathes before breaking away.

Once I came back I brought Alaric into a bone crushing hug. I can't believe Damon was the one to kill her. I let a few tears drip onto Alaric's shirt when a voice spoke. "Bourbon." I heard Damon speak. Alaric stiffened ever so slightly and I carefully moved closer to Ricky. Damon looked over at us. "Behold the teacher. Don't you have some paper's to grade. Oh, hello Natasha." Alaric blocked Damon's view of me.
"It's uh more fun with a buzz." Alaric replied.
"Well, most things in life are. Sober's depressing." Damon said.
"You don't strike me as someone who get's depressed." Alaric stated.
"You say that like you know me." Oh Damon if you only knew.
"Nope, just a hunch." Alaric lied flawlessly. Alaric downed the rest of the drink. I guess I'm driving then.
"You have a good afternoon." That's what I liked about Alaric. He can pick his battles well.
"Not likely." Damon spat before we left.

As soon as were out Alaric looks me over. "You alright?" He asked concerned.
"Yes, Ricky you were right in between us. Sometimes you can be more protective than my dad." He chuckles at my nickname.
"Don't you mean Mister Saltzman, Miss Gilbert." I laughed.
"Hand me the keys."
"Why?"
"You were dinning in there."
"I had one cup, honestly not all of as get drunk as easily as you do." He teases.

I signed as I turned around in my mother's dress. I was wearing it to the found raiser. I ran my fingers threw the soft fabric that made up the sea green dress I always admired my mom in. I picked up the picture of my parents and I when they picked me up from the same writing camp I met Lexi at. I let a few tears run down my cheeks at the thought of my deceased family and friend. I then was in a flashback of both my parents in the water, unmoving. I felt a tear hit my shoulder and I turned around to see Jenna. I smiled at her and hugged her. "God, you look so much like your mother. Except your massively shorter." I laughed into my aunt's shoulder.

I sat with Lily at the event as we had not talked recently. I had missed her so much, but the supernatural is demanding and time consuming. We were talking about nonsense when we got shushed by a bachelorette. I blushed in embarrassment and turned to see Kelly Donovan. I smiled slightly at her. We had not been real close, but she was one of my best friends mother. "Natasha Gilbert talking during an event? What happened to the quiet girl who blushed at everything?" She teased. I blushed.
"It's called talking to me." Lily explained getting a laugh from both of us. We turned back to the event as Damon was up.

"We'll I'm tough to fit on a card." Damon spoke cockily. I felt his gaze shift to Alaric every once in a while.
"Do you have any hobbies, like to travel?" Mrs. Lockwood offered.
"Oh, yeah. L.A., New York. Couple of years ago I was in North Carolina. Near the Duke campus, actually. I think Alaric went to school there." He knows.
"Yeah cause I know your wife did. I had a drink with her once. She was delicious." Damon mocked.

We watched after the awkward moment as Kelly got the plumber. I clapped, still in shock from Damon finding out. Jenna won Alaric which seemed to disappoint many of the other women there. I laughed slightly and Lily was complaining about how they didn't allow her to buy a ticket even though the bachelor's are all over twenty. We had stood up after Damon's departure. Lily decided to head out, trying to find another man for her. I ran into Sheriff Forbes. "Oh, I'm so sorry." I apologized.
"No, no dear it's all fine. So how are you feeling?" She asked.
"Oh, well after Logan passed I uh struggled, but I'm progressing." I lied.
"Very good to hear." She responded. I nodded.
"Good, I was just-" I didn't hear the rest of her sentence as I felt a sharp pain in my side and my head. I recognized the feeling all to well. Someone I was close to was about to die.

I see a stake come from Alaric's chest and a sickening voice spoke. "Look's like I got a lung. Now I can watch you die." Damon spat. I saw Alaric fall to the floor and struggle for breath until he couldn't anymore.

Sheriff Forbes POV

"Natasha? Are you okay?" I asked the unresponsive girl. She was holding her head in pain and she collapsed on the ground.
"Natasha!" I screeched. Immediately a flood of people came running to us. I quickly called for an ambulance and checked her pulse. She was breathing. I saw my tearful daughter next to a tearful Jenna. I felt some own tears come across me as the girl who knew to much stopped her breathing.

Elena's POV

I rushed into the hospital room and stopped at the sight in front of me. Jenna and Jeremy where in the waiting room with tears flying everywhere. She's dead. She's really gone. And I have no idea why. I dragged myself to the phone booth and dialed Stefan's number. He picked up almost instantly. "Hey, what's up?" He asked politely.
"She's dead, she's really gone." I cried into the phone.
"Who? Isobel? What happened?" He asked.
"Sasha, she got a vision of someone dying and it was too much for her. The power was too hard for her to control. She's dead. Too many people have died that she knows. This world isn't right for her." I cried out just as the doctor came through. I hung up quickly.
"What happened?" I asked seeing him bit his lip and constantly rubbing the back oh his neck.
"Why don't I sit you and your family down?" He led me to my family and sat us down.
"Natasha is missing." He said quickly.
"What I thought she..." Jenna stopped.
"She did, I think. We took her in and when one of the nurses came in to clean up she was...um.." He stopped.
"What?" I demanded.
"Gone." The doctor said.
"Someone took her body?" Jeremy wondered.
"That's not it." The doctor replied.
"What is it then?" I asked.
"We checked the cameras and she was lying on the bed one second and the next moment she was gone. She disappeared into thin air."

Natasha's POV ~gasp~

I took a deep breathe as I rose from the water. I looked around and let a few tears fall when I noticed where I was standing. I was in the meadow where my parents took me to so often. It was surrounded by trees and flowers that blowed in the wind. This is where I was at peace. No, impossible it is just a silly rumor. I know that is not true at all. Because here I stand in Her Garden of Perpetual Peace. I found a path and followed it until I found a house. I walked up to the house and knocked trying to control myself. I saw a man open the door and smirk at me. "Well, hello beautiful. What's a girl like you doing in these part of the woods? I hope you don't mind if I do, your scent is so intoxicating." He whispered into my ear with his hands on my waist as he was grinding into me. "She's alive. She's alive. She's alive. The demon who escaped eternal imprisonment. She takes her descent to battle and death will lie in their fire." I croaked.
"The demon as in Katherine? Where is she?" He growled at me. I groaned and fell on the strange man's chest and allowed myself to once again go unconscious, this time in a vampire's arms.

Anna's POV

I was staring at Jeremy's contact picture when I heard a chorus of wolf whistles. My mother, Harper and I's heads snapped up and my eyes widened seeing Natasha Gilbert being carried in by Fredrick who had her in between his legs with his arms around her waist as he drank from her. I stood up quickly. "Who is that?" My mother asked.
"Some psychic who knows about us. She's rather tasty too." Fredrick replied.
"That's Natasha Gilbert. She is a cognitionist." I explained. Fredrick and several others growled in delight.
"Fredrick release her. We will keep her in my room, until we find a purpose for her." Mother said. Everyone followed her orders, but I had a feeling that wouldn't keep for long. My mother and I did need to go bribe Damon. The cognitionist obviously could help us find Katherine and that could be leverage.

After attacking Jeremy and passing my mother I walked up the stairs. When I opened the door to my room I gasped. Natasha Gilbert was sitting on my bed with her knees pulled up to her chest. She looked up at me. "When did you wake up?" I asked.
"A couple hours ago. I hope you don't mind if I borrowed some of your clothes, mine were a little..." She stopped with a frown.
"Bloody and dirty?" I offered. She nodded with a small smile.
"Why didn't you try to leave?" I wondered.
"With this many vampires?" I laughed. She patted the spot next to her. I sat down cautiously.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" She laughed this time.
"You know what I am?" I nodded at her question.
"I see a lot of things. You could have killed him, but you stopped."
"No-your au-" She cut me off.
"You shouldn't try to make so many excuses." I smiled.
"What's it like... seeing all of those things? The power must be amazing." She sighed.
"It's not all it's worked up to be. You have to go through seeing the people you love die and then if you think about them to hard, you die."

AN: A pretty long update, please and thank you. For those of you who are wondering I did change the title of the story. It obviously relates to the meadow in Natasha's garden of perpetual peace. This is an important chapter as that meadow will come into play later on in this story. I would like to thank everyone who not only followed, but took the time to comment on my story. As always comments make me happier. When I'm happier, I update quicker.