Well its been a while but I wanted to see the new episode before I made another chapter...Did you guys love the new episode? I thought it was pretty brilliant, but yeah...

Rosalind POV

So things have been going according to plan. In the beginning he seemed on edge, and not much has changed...the first conversation we had wasn't exactly what I hoped for.

Jeremy paused after I called to him and turned around to see me walking to him. His eyes suddenly filled with confusion and unsureness.

"What are you doing here?" He asked suspiciously. I let out a sigh than continued walking, only I had to push him to get him to start to move towards the school.

"I'm here, because I thought you wouldn't go and tell the Salvatores that I came and chatted with you," I answered as best as I could. Nothing changed in his emotions as I answered, and I began to wonder if dating Jeremy would be a lot harder than I thought.

"Why would it matter if I did?" Jeremy asked.

"Because, their suspicious, life's a pain, and I have no one to talk to,"I whispered quietly. I glanced at him than back to the forest where I was sure I was being watched.

"What do you want to talk about?" Jeremy's rigid voice brought me to look at him. He was glaring off to the side at Bonnie and Luka, and now frustration was tensing up his body.

"Just life, how about we talk later? The bell's going to ring, and I have some unfinished business to take care of," I told him and disappeared before he could say another word. My foot halted in the forest. I listened hard, harder than ever before...Snap! The sudden sound made me dart away and push the object against the closest tree. It was a man, and by his scent he was a vampire.

I pressed him harder into the tree and pulled his head down so I could see his face. I let out a small gasp as I recognized the person before me. My grip slipped, but before he could run I threw him to the ground.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, mimicking Jeremy's words to me. I smiled at the thought than controlled my face back to an unreadable expression.

"What do you think? I'm doing a favor so I can be spared," The familiar man sputtered. He was weaker since the last time I saw him which was odd. Maybe the originals had broke him. They did that to most of those who helped them.

"By spying on me?" I hissed, taking my traditional two steps forward. The man looked terrified as he watched me get closer to him.

"Ye-yes, ma'am. I couldn't help it, it was what I needed to do. I'm sorry," He whispered. I did a look over of him. He was shabby and weak...easy to kill. But he was working for the originals, why piss them off when I'm working for them? Than I realized something, I didn't positively know he was working for the originals (in truth, I did) for all I know, he could be part of a clan. I gave a sinister smile of mine, than pulled off a branch of a pine tree. I began to pull of the excess branches than continued walking to the man. He slowly backed away.

"No-no, you can't kill me. I-I did this to live," He stuttered, scared for his life. I pulled the branch back and gave a tsking noise.

"Looks like you should have been better at your job," I said then stabbed him through the heart. His face grew old and he fell to the floor. His body was motionless and lifeless. My eyes wandered the scene, and I decided we were to far back in the forest for people to find him so I left the man there, all alone. And this man did deserve to die, he was cruel and mean. All for himself. The man was an asset, but turned too greedy. And now he was dead.

RIP Michael Donovan

So things had ended on a somewhat bad note for me. And because of this, I couldn't talk to Jeremy as soon as I hoped. I realized that if Michael Donovan was working with the originals, he would be found quickly and I would get another pair of eyes watching me. But no eyes showed, and that's what worried me. I didn't know why, but it never happened and I am slightly unnerved. I'm still debating about going and talking to Jeremy and every time I say don't go, than I think why not?

Why not? Why not? Why not?

I didn't know why not, and that's how I ended up here, on the doormat to the Gillbert's house. I knocked on the door very careful not to hit it too hard. There was a moment's pause than shuffling footsteps. The door opened only a foot or so and there was Jeremy. He looked defeated, almost like he had been crushed. Oh great, now I could feel the guilt of having to get to know Jeremy as an order sink in. I just brushed that thought aside as Jeremy made a movement to close the door. That's when I saw it...a bandage covering his main artery. I could smell it too, sweet and thick...the smell of blood. It was fresh too. I blinked a few times as my eyes started changing, it disappeared quickly enough before Jeremy noticed.

"Don't close that door Jeremy," I warned. He stopped and stared me dead in the eye.

"Why? So you can go and report this to Katharine or whatever," His tone was harsh and disrespectful. But the words are what made it worse...katharine? Katharine? He thought I was with Katharine? My temper flared at the very idea.

"Katharine?" I hissed. "Katharine. I would NEVER work with Katharine. That little annoyance was always in my way. Always strutting around like she knew something I didn't...ugh, the girl drove me mad," I complained. I felt like hitting something so I went to hit the invisible shield that wouldn't allow me in the house. It crushed my hand, and sent it back flying to my side. Jeremy jumped at the movement, looking at me with big, frightened eyes. Just the way he looked I couldn't help but have a small laugh escape my lips. He made a movement to close the door, and I knew I had little of chance to get in but I might as well try.

"Jeremy, I wasn't trying to hit you...just let my anger go," I explained. Jeremy waited while looking at me, obviously wanting me to continue as to why I was here. "I need to talk to you."

"Okay, so talk," Jeremy instructed. But even with no one watching me, I still didn't trust my surroundings. Being back around at Mystic Falls creeped me out, and I'm sure plenty of people here wanted me dead for killing their loved ones.

"Please invite me in," I begged slightly. My eyes glanced around the area only to see trees, and a driveway. All hidden in the shadows made by the moon, high in the sky.

"No," He said and started to close the door again. And that's when I saw the bandage again...the blood had started to seep through it, and from what I could tell it was a deep cut made only by a vampire. Had Elijah done this? Because I had taken a break from talking to him..I instantly got worried not only at the fact of him being attacked by Elijah but at what would happen to Jeremy if I didn't succeed at this mission.

"What happened to your neck?" My tone was sharp and unhappy. I glared at the bandage with all my might still wondering what had happened. There was a long pause until I looked at Jeremy who was watching me.

"Why do you care?" He asked, but he didn't look so mad or unsure...just confused. This time, I stared him dead in the eye.

"Because I'm on your side," I answered quietly. Jeremy just looked over me before he held open the door wider.

"Come on in, Rosalind," Jeremy said, giving me the right to walk through his house anytime I feel necessary. I couldn't help but smile at this news, in fact, I even jumped through the doorway than casually walked over to the dining table. I pulled out two of the chairs and stood behind one of them. Once Jeremy closed the door he walked over to me with his feet loudly hitting the floor. I pointed to the seat in front of me and he sat down in it.

"What are you doing?" He asked as I started peeling off the bandage.

"All these questions, Jeremy, are getting on my nerves," I replied with a small giggle than thought I better give a real explanation. "And, I'm an expert at these kind of cuts," I told him with a wink when I finally pulled of the bandage. A small gasp left my lips at the sight before me. There were several bite marks on his main artery, some looked half-way healed, others almost healed, but most were fresh. Blood was still slowly oozing of the little marks made and blood was smeared all over his neck. How had he not died from this?

I stumbled back at this than sped so I was in front of Jeremy ever so quickly. His eyes widened at me suddenly appearing but he relaxed.

"Who did this?" I hissed, pointing to his neck...if this was Elijah, I would personally go and find him than snap his neck into two. This would be going way to far even if I just avoided Jeremy for a few days. Jeremy didn't even look scared as he looked down at his feet.

"Katharine," Jeremy answered. His answer made me think for a second. Katharine? Had she escaped the tomb? No impossible, even Bonnie couldn't handle it. Maybe Jeremy was lying about who did it to him? He had no reason to though...Compelled? No, the way he didn't argue about anything and that he had let me in the house was definitely something someone that had been compelled wouldn't do. Did he go into the tomb? That's the only reasonable explanation. But why?

"Why did you go into the tomb?" I asked. Jeremy glanced up at me, shock all over his features. He obviously didn't see me getting that one right.

"I-I did it to get the moonstone."

"You could have been killed."

"No,"

"Jeremy, Katharine could easily kill you."

"Not with my ring," Pause.

"Your ring?" I asked, curious as he held up his hand. He was right, there was a ring on his hand.

"If I get killed by anything supernatural, my ring makes me come back to life," Jeremy answered than tightly closed his hand. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out. I had not heard of anything like that before...that sounded cool.

"That's good," I said hesitantly, unsure if that's the right thing to say. That's when my eyes went back to his neck.

"Was the moonstone worth that?" I asked. He was about to touch all of the marks and scratches when I grabbed his hand and yanked it away from the damage. "Don't touch."

"If it helps us than yes," I smiled at his answer. It had reminded me of an old friend of mine, that was somewhere in Mexico at the moment or maybe Spain...I hadn't chatted with him in a while. And that's when I decided to help Jeremy with all the bite marks. I put my hand up to my mouth and sliced a line down my wrist. The blood started to slowly come out and I put my hand up to Jeremy's mouth. At first, he was hesitant but soon he gulping it down like mad. After a good while, I pulled back and Jeremy's mouth was covered in blood. A laughed at the sight and went to grab some paper towels. When I walked away, I could feel my wrist healing slowly. I searched the kitchen, finding them right by the sink. I pulled off a couple and rinsed one of them in the kitchen sink. I walked back to Jeremy who's cuts were already getting better.

I sat down in the chair next to him and began cleaning off his face. I laughed at the image of this...me cleaning off Jeremy's blooded face. Jeremy was watching me weirdly but didn't say anything and I smiled up at him as I got the last of the blood off of his face, and moved onto wiping the blood of his throat.

"I was just imagining how weird this would look to an outsider," I whispered to him. He looked like he just did the same thing because a big smile spread on his face, and now did I realize this was the first time I had seen him smile. I faked astonishment.

"Is that a Jeremy Gilbert smile? I better take a picture, who knows how many I'll see," I said in a fake high-pitched voice. Jeremy rolled his eyes at me, but sighed. His eyes saddened a bit and he licked his lips softly. Okay, something was up.

"What's up?" I asked him, leaning closer to get off blood that was farther down his neck. Instead of asking me any more questions about why I was here or why did it matter, Jeremy actually answered me.

"I just, everytime I try and have a relationship it always ends up as a nightmare," Jeremy somewhat answered. I was guessing something happened between him and girl he liked. That's when I really heard what he said, everytime I try and have a relationship, it always ends up as a nightmare. I bit my tongue gently to keep me from telling him what I knew and about the mission to get him and me to date.

"Details?" I suggested.

"Bonnie, Rosalind, Bonnie. I tried to kiss her, but she just brushed me aside like she didn't feel anything," Jeremy whispered looking off to the side. As I looked at him, I felt the pang of guilty again...how could I do this to him? He was suffering so much, and here I was pretending to be such a goody two shoes...or am I pretending? Would I have helped him if I saw that damage on his throat...I don't know...but what I do know is that I will help Jeremy with whatever when he needs it, because he deserves that.

"Jeremy, I'm going to sound like a major idiot right now, but maybe what she feels isn't as strong as what you feel or something like that," I tried comforting him as best as I could. I never really had to comfort someone before in my life, all it's been is killings, murder, blood, vampires, pain, suffering, tombs, death, it's rare when true happiness stays for more than an hour or so. Jeremy stood upward so quickly that my hand that was cleaning the cut fell to the side. Jeremy walked around the chair with his feet hitting the ground harder than ever. He turned to face me, his brilliant face lightened with an angry expression.

"You think it too! That I'm just some child who has a major crush on someone older than him!" Jeremy shouted. His hands thrown up in the air to make his stance even more pissed off looking. I didn't move at all, but his words made me feel bad for him. Did Bonnie say that? How could she...maybe she was dating that Luka kid. But what Jeremy said was not true...I didn't think that one bit about him.

"No, Jeremy, I don't think that. I think that you have experienced pain from the heart that others haven't so when you like someone, you like them more than most can handle," I explained to him from my spot. My voice was barely above a whisper, and what I said was true. I did think that Jeremy had suffered a ton with his heart, from what I could find out about the Gilbert family, Jeremy had the worst when it came to dating.

"How?" He asked, confusing me.

"How what?" I replied, meeting his gaze. He walked back around the table and sat in the chair across from me, I leaned over and continued cleaning his neck which was almost finished.

"How can you make me think of you as such a nice person?" He asked. I stopped cleaning and looked up at him. He was staring down at me with a confused look in his eyes.

"Maybe I am a nice person," I said gently.

"But I didn't think so, I thought you were just another crazy vampire trying to get us into a trap...and you changed my mind so quickly with this one conversation," Jeremy said astounded. I couldn't help but smile at this, he made it impossible not to smile.

"I don't know Jeremy, I guess I'm not another crazy vampire trying to get you guys into trap. I guess I'm that one crazy vampire trying to help you guys out of the trap," I said. There was silence that filled the room quickly after I said that, I stopped cleaning his cut and looked up to meet his brown eyes staring at me. They were so gentle and caring that I just couldn't break the gaze. Jeremy must have thought the same thing because he leaned in towards me and I leaned in towards him. We were only inches apart when...

CLIFFHANGER! *gasp* I know, I know, I just needed some way to end this chapter and to keep you guys coming back...how about you guys give me reviews so I know people still like my story? OH AND SORRY ABOUT BEING LATE WITH MY UPDATE!