That night, Elizabeth slept like a baby. She dreamed of having Damon sneak in through her window and ravaging her body. She had the most wildly sexy dream about him like he was right next to her in her bed. When she woke, to catch her breath, she did a double take to make sure she was actually dreaming and she hadn't sub consciously actually invited him into her bed. No sign of anyone other then her faithful old Weeping Willow tree waving in the light breeze outside. She saw a shadow and quickly turned on the light. It had to be the tree taunting her as it did when she was younger. There was no way a human could possibly have been sitting in that tree. Not that far up and it was impossible to climb that high. She did a quick look out the window just to make sure she wasn't imagining things. It was still locked tight. Why was she imagining Damon outside her window anyway?

She rolled over and went back to sleep. The next day, Damon got up and got dressed for work. Stefan was downstairs sitting on the couch. He was researching something on the Internet.

Damon: "And what are you up to, Little Brother?"

He tried to look at the computer screen over Stefan's shoulder, but Stefan was quick to hide what he was looking at.

Stefan: "I'm taking your advice."

Damon: "Wait a minute. You're taking my advice on something? What's the catch?"

Stefan: "No. You're right. I should really get out there in the world and try to find something to do with my life. I can't sit here waiting forever for Elena to come back. That would make me no different then you."

Damon: "That hurts. You couldn't be like me on you best day. You're too weak for that. Elena isn't worth 145 years of your life anyway. She's not Kathrin as much as she could pass for her twin looks-wise."

Stefan: "Anyway, I found a place that is hiring not that far from New Orleans General Hospital. So, I can get a job and join the world here."

Damon: "How sweet. Does this mean you're finally going to drive your car somewhere?"

Stefan: "Maybe. We'll see."

Damon: "Well, if that's not the silver lining in the cloud. You're not the mope around the house type. I don't understand why you weren't chomping at the bit to go join the human world out there like I did."

Stefan: "You'd better watch yourself. You almost sounded like you care about my well being."

Damon: "Don't get excited. I still could give a damn less if you sit here and mope yourself to death. I was only suggesting you go back to your old wannabe human ways. My day job is waiting for me."

He gives a sinister grin and leaves. Stefan opens his laptop back up and Google's the New Orleans General Hospital employee data bank. He checks out Elizabeth's information. There had to be some reason why Damon was so bent on her. What was she hiding that Damon wanted so bad? So far everything read like normal and didn't set off anything in Stefan's mind that Damon would want.

Until he Google searched her name away from the Employee data bank. Elizabeth Jean Michaels was born February 8th 1975 to Michael and Jean Wallace at New Orleans General Hospital. Michael Wallace died of Lung Cancer at the age of 43.

When he searched Jean Michaels-Wallace he got nothing. He got a birth certificate for Jean and a death Certificate. The cause of death was unknown and her body was never found. There was an article about Jean's car being involved in a traffic accident. Her car swerved suddenly to avoid an animal in the road and had hit a light pole. When the police arrived on the scene there was no "animal" to be found and Jean's body was no where to be found either. The car was totaled and it was assumed she was ejected from the car and killed. Jean's mother, Rose Michaels was still living in New Orleans and was Elizabeth's guardian now that both her parents were gone. Stefan powered down his computer and decided he'd go to the hospital and try to learn more about Elizabeth before Damon did something to hurt her.