In the middle of the night

Krystal was starting to toss and turn, Stefan was woken up by her,

"Krystal," Stefan trying to wake her, she was reliving every bad thing that had happened in her human life, her brother and herself running from the mob, him telling her she had to get out and leave him behind. Another flash was when she had to move away because of the mob, starting out in a different school, slowly making friends, then her dream visions, telling her friends about it, them calling her names, ridiculing her because they all thought she was a freak.

Another flash, the accident of her parents and herself, it was all so real, she could feel her emotions that she felt all through the bad times, the guilt, and the accident it seemed as she was back in that car,

"No! Mom… Dad No!" Krystal screamed out, the light fixtures in the loft suddenly busted, the light fixtures in the living room busted. Her grandmother was awakened, Stefan was thrown across the room, Krystal had lost all control, and had a piece of broken wood ready to stab Stefan with it as she had him pinned to the wall, suddenly the door was thrown open from an unseen power,

"ENOUGH!" Granny shouted out, Krystal turned her burning temper at her grandmother. She stalked toward her grandmother, her grandmother threw her hand up,

"Don't make me do it, control your anger, work through that anger, get a grip on those around you!" her grandmother harshly. Krystal still was in her vampire state, she raised her hand up to her grandmother,

"Stop it, stop it right now! Krystal you are better than this, you have to believe you are, I believe you are. Whatever has set you off you have to fight it, push through it, come back to me, please," Stefan standing still, Krystal hissed in his face as she did the same to her grandmother, then turned to Stefan and started to stalk toward him, gripping the broken piece of wood so tightly that her hand was cut open by it and now dripped into the floor.

Her grandmother stared at her, not doing anything, Krystal suddenly let out another scream, she dropped the stake, she slowly moved her hands to her head as she fell to her knees onto the hardwood floor. Finally all they could hear from her were whimpers until it broke out into a sob, she curled in on herself, Stefan slowly moved to her and tried to hold her, she jerked away, he fought against her until he was sitting in the floor and rubbing her back and trying to sooth her.

Her grandmother watched the moment for a while and nodded, Stefan had put some cracks around the cement walls Krystal had built to protect herself from anything and anyone getting close to her.

Morning

Krystal slowly opened her eyes, Stefan was sitting there, he had her breakfast ready to drink, she stared at him,

"Are you alright, I didn't hurt you did I?" Krystal asked,

"No, you got control over yourself before you did," Stefan explained, slowly she sat up, she looked around, there was a chair leg missing from a wooden chair, a crack in the wall on the opposite side of the room. She held her head,

"It was so real, like I relived everything, every bad thing that ever happened in my human life, and the accident…" Krystal not able to say anymore,

"Drink," Stefan strongly. She took the glass and drank her food,

"Is there coffee?" Krystal asked,

"Um, yeah, but your grandmother put vervain in it, she says we both need to build a tolerance to it," Stefan seriously. She nodded, she motioned for him to give her the cup, he gave her the cup, she took a small drink and started coughing,

"Oh god," Krystal finally getting it down,

"Yeah, that's what vervain tastes like, come on, you will be using the punching bag today, Granny says that you need to work it out today," Stefan explained.

"Good, I could go a couple of rounds," Krystal smiling a little, they got changed and Krystal came out in a sports bra and shorts, Stefan raised a brow,

"Don't be cute," Krystal slapping him playfully, Stefan held his hands up,

"Wouldn't dream of it," Stefan smiling a little, Krystal drank some more coffee, and coughed some more. They were led to the living room where she finished the vervained coffee in torture and then started her meditation and channeling first, then she was led to Stefan's trainer, Krystal stretched her muscles and then laid into the punching bag, the vervain had weakened her system so she wasn't as strong but she still managed to make a crack in the punching bag. She had her father's voice running in her mind,

"Think before you punch, don't waste your energy behind your punch, make your punch effective."

So with every punch and kick she made it her own, effective hits, if she was fighting for her life against a normal person, she would have killed them and turned their body into a pile of a twisted up piece of flesh that would not have been identifiable. Stefan watched her kicks and punches, learning from them. After the cool down period Krystal looked and felt so much better, she again meditated, and channeled and moved onto bigger stuff, her grandmother was teaching her spells and Krystal focused and concentrated on them, doing exactly what she had said to do, by the end of the night she had learned three spells and could use them effectively. Krystal was starting to feel that flame in her soul again, like she had felt when she was off running crazy from the guilt of her parents dying.

"Christmas is coming up, you will be able to do the spell you need to turn Elena human," her grandmother explained, Krystal tensed,

"I-I…I don't want to go for Christmas," Krystal mumbled out,

"You need to be with family, you have a new family, and a charming little princess that is waiting for you to have a nice Christmas with her, have you forgotten about her?" her grandmother asked,

"No, but…how can I be myself around them when they don't know exactly what I am, and they are going to know and question me about how I could give Elena her humanity back, you told me to keep it a secret, I don't want to be used as a weapon," Krystal explained.

"If you don't return by Christmas day then a life will be taken," her grandmother seriously, Krystal stared at her, she slowly nodded,

"You have nothing to fear, in order for Elena to turn human again, after the spell is complete you will need to restart her heart," her grandmother explained.

"How do I do something like that?" Krystal asked,

"We shall practice that this week, but this is not a gift for everyone who dies, we are not god, and you will not play god, do you understand? Not all people are meant to be brought back, it will not work if it is not meant to work," her grandmother explained. Krystal nodded, she knew that she needed to learn to respect her gift,

"So it wouldn't work on mom and dad?" Krystal asked,

"No my dear child, destiny and fate always get what and who it wants, there's no changing destiny or fate, but if you are lucky enough you can change the future," her grandmother smiling a little.

A few months passed and Krystal and Stefan grew, they learned more about each other, their movements in a fight, their own bodies and each other's bodies, they could tell when the other was about to lose control before they vamped out, they could tell when something was on their mind. They completely trusted each other by Christmas and had grew to be best friends, there was an unspeakable bond between them, though Krystal still had a few problems with her dreams at night she grew to control herself, and Stefan helped her through it. Even their blood thirst had become more manageable.