Natasha's POV

I happily walked down from the stage into the crowd after reading one of poems out loud in a coffee shop. I smiled and walked over to my friends. Johanna and Nina both congratulated me and Nina offered to buy me my signature iced chai. I chatted with them for a while before heading back to my current house. Ever since I left Mystic Falls, I was kinda happy. I didn't have to deal with any annoying supernatural stuff and I was free to be a regular teen. I still was trying to study the supernatural, with some help from Slater. I had friends in school and I was playing soccer again! Something I haven't done since my parent's passing. I missed everyone like crazy, but I would hopefully see them all soon.

I continued on my way home saying a quick hello to the occasional passer by. I was having All Time Low blasting in my ears as I walked. I stopped when I heard someone calling my name. I removed my earbuds and spun around to see Elena. I squealed and hugged her and in minutes after I did Alaric and Damon came. "Well, your squeal easily gave you away." Damon mocked. I rolled my eyes and hugged Alaric.
"Sorry, I was at a coffee shop. What are you guys doing here?" I asked.
"We need your help." I nodded my head to Alaric's statement.
"I heard you've been doing some research on the supernatural."
"Yeah, down by the campus. I've actually been going threw a lot of Isobel's work." They nodded.
"Anything other than vampires in there?" Damon questioned.
"Um... the lycanthropes." I answered.
"The werewolves?" Damon wondered unsure.
"I told you." Alaric shot at him.
"Come on, I'll show you."

I led everyone into Isobel's office where I had spent so many nights in. I think she was a great person. Slater always teased me saying I was turning into him and I was happy, because he did similar things as Isobel. I pulled a box out and brought it over. "This box checks Katherine's arrival to Mystic Falls in April 1864." I explained as I set the box down.
"Is this all there is about her?" Elena asked unsurely.
"All that I can find on Katherine. I have something related to werewolves." I grabbed the step ladder and grabbed the box.
"There's no record of werewolf mythology in Mystic Falls, but here are some records of some of the lesser known legends. Everything from Scandinavian skin-walkers to the Maréchal de Retz." I explained. They all looked at me.
"What?" I asked confused.
"Looks like little Gilbert can fit a lot in that tiny head." Damon mocked. I sighed and took them into detail on the sun and moon curse. I then told Elena about the doppelgänger. After they told me about everything in Mystic Falls I used the puppy dog eyes to convince them to let me come back home. Yes, Mystic Falls the supernatural and death seer is coming back!

After I unpacked everything I hear the door open and close. I walk down stairs and I see Jeremy and Jenna talking. I smile and take advantage of Jeremy having his back to me. Jenna was too caught up in their conversation to pay attention to me. I jumped on Jeremy's back and he stiffened. "Its good to be home." As soon as those words left my mouth Jenna and Jeremy sandwiched me in a tight hug. It'd defiantly good to be home.

I was now working on the barbecue that Jenna wanted me to start. It was suppose to be a welcome home party, but it really was Mason Lockwood and Damon battle time. I was going for Mason. I hadn't seen him in years and be being home convinced him to come to the party. "Good news! I found the shot glasses!" Mason shouted. I smiled big. Elena walked away and I jumped into his open arms. Mason always said the only reason he came to Mystic Falls was because he had to see me. We were close if you hadn't tell. After he set me down he took a seat and we talked for a good ten minutes until Alaric arrived and complimented him on his taste in alcohol. They did a little shot thing and I laughed as I continued. Damon arrived and while Alaric was trying to be polite and friendly towards Damon, Mason was being hostile with him. Alaric gave up and went to find Jenna. We stood there slightly awkwardly as I leaned on Mason. Mason had an arm around my shoulders and was glaring furiously at Damon who was doing the same.

"Umm Mason cane you uh help me get the food out?" I asked trying to break the tension.
"Sure, Tash." I grabbed a plate and Mason being Mason grabbed six. I rolled my eyes and I led him to the backyard. He set the food down and I opened the grill up and started. "Wow Tash, grilling? Good for you, I know you can cook, but you didn't strike me as a cook or a death seer for that matter." I froze at his words.
"How do you know?"
"You smell different. I know why you're here and I think we can work well together." He told me. I stepped away from him cautiously.
"Look Tash, you don't have to be afraid of me. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm still the same old Mason...just a werewolf now. I'm still the guy who kicked Brent Smith's ass when he stuck his tongue down your throat." I smiled slightly at him.
"Fine just try to bite me and..."
"You'll do what?" He teased.
"Oh, give me a few days."

We were now playing Pictionary and it was getting rather interesting. Damon drew a tutu on... oh, I have no idea. We were all shouting out answers, but Mason took the win... again. Damon and Elena went to get the pie, much to my disapproval. I tried to go after them, but Alaric and Mason each took one of my shoulders and kept me from entering the house again until we were served. "Mason why don't you start us off." Damon offered with a silver cake knife ready. Mason looked at me.
"Hey, people I've been in a car a lot longer than you. Damon please cut the cake." Mason whispered a thank you and Damon glared at me as he cut the cake. Mason tried his best to keep me from him as was Alaric and Jenna.

A while and ten songs on Guitar Hero later we were all on the couch. Damon being the odd one out was left on the armchair. Since there were only three seats for people on the couch and Mason, Alaric and Jenna all refused me to sit on Damon's lap I was sprawled across them. My head rested in Jenna's lap, my thighs on Alaric and my feet in Mason's lap. Mason went to the Grill for a drink and I was still tired from the long car ride and unpacking. Damon left too. I was still across Jenna and Alaric, but my feet were now in Alaric's lap. I tried to stay up, but their conversation didn't interest me, so I fell asleep.

I now sat with Mason at the park as we discussed simple cit chat when Damon approached us. "Hello Mason, trash. Working hard?" Now that we all knew each other's secrets we were free to go at it. Mason growled at Damon. "Doing my part and aren't you always with a trashy girl, I mean a compelled trashy girl?" Mason shot back. I put a hand on his chest, telling him not to get violent.
"I heard you talked to Stefan." So that's what Damon wanted.
"Nice guy." Mason mocked.
"Yeah, a lot nicer than me." Damon said.
"Nicer is overwhelmed." Mason stated.
"Unless we're talking about you." Damon purred at me causing a growl to erupt from Mason as he pulled me closer to him and further to Damon. Damon smirks and walks away.
"You need to stop that Mace." I scolded. He smirked at my nickname.
"You know I have nicknames for everyone." He chuckled at me.
"I know, but mines the most adorable." I giggled as he flex his biceps the same time he said adorable.
"Oh, but you have me beat Sasha." He mocked as he pinched my dimples. Mason and I always had a slightly flirtatious manner, but he was stuck in the older, protective brother to ever get to the boyfriend circle much like Matt and Tyler. I see him smirk and I turn to see Damon spit out the vervain soaked lemonade. Mason promised me no one would be getting hurt, but Damon highly will. By the power in my puppy dog eyes he promised he wouldn't hurt Stefan, just make him think so.