A/N: This chapter takes place while Caroline is at her house at night and she finds out that Tyler's not Tyler. So the text that Elena receives in the end is sent to her by Caroline while she's hiding from Tyler in the bathroom.

Special thanks to lovelyTeardrop97 for the mild "lemony" scenes. I'm no good at them so she does them for me.

I was listening to Foolish Games while writing this, doesn't really go with the mood but I'll write a chapter soon that will… hope I'm good at angst.

CHAPTER 5

Crash!

'Damn it!' Damon cursed under his breath. He really should stop that habit of breaking all those expensive crystal glasses. They would run out soon if he kept this up.

But he was just so frustrated! Why was he not getting the answers he wanted? How? He had pulled out all the stops and yet, nothing. No sign of Rebecca or Elijah, no clue as to why they had survived after Klaus had been staked, no idea why Bonnie had been acting a bit odd. The last one being mostly Elena's concern.

It didn't help his anger issues that it had seemed lately as though Stefan had made it his goal to suck Elena's face off. Especially whenever he was around. Yesterday he had walked in the room while Stefan was was sitting on the couch and Elena making coffee. Stefan, upon seeing him enter had gotten up, walked to Elena and started feeling her up. Right in front of him. And despite him telling them to get a room, they hadn't budged so he had been forced to forget about the sandwich he was planning to eat and leave the kitchen.

Elena on the other hand had been kind of avoiding him, only looking him in the face when it was necessary. That was why he looked forward to him teaching her how to control her bloodlust. It was the one thing which everyone trusted him to do properly and the one time she had to look at him.

And when they did have their "lessons" he could swear that the tension could have been cut with a knife. The sexual tension to be specific.

She would shiver each time he touched her so he had obviously made it his purpose to make touching inappropriately as much a part of the lesson as he could. But he hadn't gone beyond that, and neither had she. They both needed to control themselves, because as they kept reminding themselves, there was a third person involved in all of this.

Knocking at the door suddenly jolted him out of his thoughts.

'Now who could that be?' he muttered and walked to the door.

He swung it open to reveal the bitchy smile of the Petrova he had loved first.

'Katherine,' he smirked.

She cocked her head. 'Good to see you too, Damon.'

She walked past him without asking to and placed herself on the sofa.

'To what do I owe this pleasure,' he crossed his arms.

She pouted. 'Maybe I just missed you.'

'Oh yeah, and Klaus is the pope.'

She shrugged. 'Anything's possible. Speaking of, I heard he's gone.'

Damon nodded. 'Gone for good from the looks of it.'

'Then why aren't we dead?' she raised her eyebrows.

He shook his head and sighed tiredly, still leaning against the wall on the opposite end of the room. 'I don't know, Katherine. I'm all ears if you have any theories.' When she didn't say anything, he walked to the armchair in front of where she was sitting.

'Why are you really here Katherine?'

She tugged at her hair. 'To warn you. About a number of things.'

'What is it now?' Damon rubbed his head. 'Does Klaus have another hybrid brother out for Elena's blood too?'

She smirked, staring at the walls, lost in thought. 'If only.'

'So what is it?'

She opened her mouth to say something but just then the door opened and Stefan stepped in.

He slowly walked forwards. 'Katherine,' he acknowledged.

Katherine got up and placed a hand on her hip. 'Hello lover boy.'

'What is she doing here?' Stefan turned to Damon.

Katherine rolled her eyes. 'I hate it when you talk about me like I'm not here. If you must know, and as I was just telling Damon, I'm here to warn you.'

Stefan crossed his arms. 'About what?'

'Stories, legends that were rumored to be true…' she said mysteriously.

'Spit it out Katherine.'

'Fine, fine. I'm sure you've heard of the Kitsune…'

The two brothers exchanged looks then shook their heads.

'No? They're fox spirits, worse than the devil's spawn. They have more strength than a vampire, witch and werewolf combined. More power than any warlock could ever dream of. They're more dangerous than anything imaginable. At least that's what I've heard.' She studied her nails. 'And I've also heard that they're looking for something they need.'

'What has that got to do with anything?' Stefan looked unperturbed.

Katherine smiled. 'Something that can only be found in our dear, lovely Mystic Falls.'

Damon scoffed. 'They clearly haven't been to this hell hole of a town.'

'Hell hole is right,' Katherine said and lay down on the table.

'What?'

'That's exactly why they want to come here; Mystic Falls is the only place in this whole region which opens up a portal to the other Dimension. You have heard of that right?'

Stefan nodded. 'I've heard of it. Supposed to be the place where vampires and demons stay freely, openly.'

'Yeah well if all that I'm hearing is true, then Mystic Falls is about to get a whole lot of visits from the undead, and doesn't everyone remember how well that went the first time?'

They were quiet for a minute, digesting the information that had just been thrown at them.

'So what you're say-' Stefan began but stopped and turned around to face the door. 'She's here.'

'Who is?' Damon questioned.

'Elena.'

Sure enough, a few seconds later the door opened and the other Petrova stepped in.

'Hey, what are-' Elena stopped midsentence and her eyes widened. 'You, again! Do you always have to show up at the most inconvenient of times?'

'Glad to know I'm appreciated,' Katherine deadpanned. 'So how're you keeping up, newbie?'

Elena pursed her lips. 'I'm fine, thanks for caring.'

'Any time,' Katherine smiled and stretched, showing off her lean body. Stefan swallowed and looked away.

'So what are you doing here?' Elena went to stand next to the Salvatore's.

'Can I not explain again? You two do it.'

The two vampire siblings then went on to recount all that Katherine had told them thus far.

'Are we believing her?' Elena raised her eyebrows.

Damon shrugged. 'She warned us about Klaus and she was right about that. And I don't think she has an ulterior motive. At least I don't think so.' He turned to look at her.

She raised her hands. 'I swear there's nothing in it for me.'

'Then why are you bothering to tell us all this?' Elena crossed her arms.

'Call it guilty conscience. Maybe I want to make up for all the bad things I've done in the past five hundred years and go where all the goody, goodies go after I die. Again,' she said idly while examining the contents of the shelves in the room.

'You know none of us believe that for a second right?' Stefan waved his hand.

'You don't have to. You'll see for yourselves soon anyways. In the meantime, I'm borrowing a room,' she grabbed her bad and sauntered off towards the many hallways. 'Good night Elena, good night lovers.'

Stefan shook his head and headed off towards his own room. 'You know what, we'll talk about this tomorrow.'

'Great idea,' Elena said and slouched onto the sofa. She realized her mistake five seconds too late when she saw that it was just her left with Damon sitting right across from her.

She tensed and started tapping at her phone.

A few minutes passed in silence until Damon finally broke it.

'Are you doing okay?' he cocked his head.

'I'm doing fine,' she managed to say.

More silence.

'Do you want to talk about all this?'

'No,' she immediately replied and Damon raised his hands.

'Fine, fine.'

This was enough, she got up and tried walking fast to Stefan's bedroom but Damon was in front of her before she had even walked two steps.

'We need to sort this out,' he said firmly.

'No, we don't.' She tried walking pat him but he just blocked her path.

'Move,' she demanded.

'No.'

'Fine,' she huffed and walked out the front door. It was drizzling slightly but she didn't care. Besides Damon would follow her out anyways. Sure enough two seconds later, he was in front of her again.

'What is your problem?' she hissed.

'The better question would be what's yours?'

'I don't have one.'

'That's bullshit. You've been weird with me ever since you turned, and that means ever since you found out about those memories. If they disturb you that much, you can just forget about them and I will too.'

Elena scoffed and looked up at the beautiful, black, starry sky, breathing deeply. She felt tears well up in her eyes and she clenched her jaw as she looked at Damon again who was frowning with worry.

'That's the thing. I want to forget, it'd make things so much easier. But I can't, no matter how hard I try. Especially not when you're… God, how could I be so stupid?' The tears were full on streaming down her face now, mixing up with the water droplets.

'Hey, hey!' Damon held her face, wiping the tears away. 'You are not stupid, you understand that?'

'How can you say that?' she sobbed as he wrapped his arms around her and tried to calm her down. She looked up at his face, so close to hers, so familiar. She realized then that her feelings for him did run much, much deeper than she had thought. Maybe she had been lying to herself all this time

That was when she lost it. She lunged forwards and wrapped her arms around his neck and smashed her mouth against his. The response was automatic and the result explosive.

She knew this was what would happen if she kissed him, or rather if they kept putting off doing anything to release themselves of their pent up tension but she couldn't help it.

Neither of them could think straight as they groped each other and Elena was pushed against a tree. His tongue were doing things Stefan had never dared attempt and she was sure her brain was going to combust.

Her trembling fingers pushed him and reversed their positions so she could get a good sight of him in a wet shirt. God, he looked delectable.

She had a feeling they wouldn't be able to stop this time, even if her dead parents were to walk in on them.

She was so screwed.

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Katherine stepped out of the shower, the droplets clinging on to her smooth, olive skin. Wrapping a towel around herself, she walked into the room to find Stefan sprawled across the bed. She noticed the empty wine bottle on the side table.

He looked at her, groaned, then looked at the ceiling again.

'Here for the free show?' she asked sarcastically and went to the closet to take out a robe. 'And why are you trying to drink yourself into oblivion? Is it to celebrate my presence?' She thought she already knew the answer to her question though.

'It's Elena,' he clutched at his head.

'What's Elena? Or rather, where is she?' she dropped her towel to the floor and put on the robe. Stefan didn't even try to peep.

My, my, she thought, he really was getting too good.

'Somewhere out there, with Damon.'

'Aaaah, so you're jealous?' She curled on the bed like a cat, watching Stefan and the slight skin that was visible since his shirt was out of place.

Stefan didn't move, still staring at the ceiling. 'She's been acting… different. I mean, I will always love her, no matter what, but I'm starting to think that Damon's better suited for her.'

'And what makes you think that?'

'I'm not like Damon, I can't keep her on her toes. I can't be that love that makes her toes curl and make her feel the most alive.'

'Oh, Stefan, Stefan, Stefan,' she purred and slowly started tracing patterns across his abdomen. 'Always thinking of others before himself. You should learn to be a little selfish sometimes you know.'

'No, only you're capable of that,' he retorted but she could feel that she was winning by the tremble that she heard in his voice.

'You know you are more like Damon than you think; you can make everyone feel alive, you can love like that, everyone can. But only with the right person.' Her hand was going further down.

'Are you suggesting that Elena's not the right person?'

'Mmmm… you're finally catching on.' It was going further still.

'Stop that!' he growled. Her hand was now playing at the edge of his jeans.

'Stop what?' she widened her eyes, trying to give him the innocent look that Elena always made and he always fell for.

'You know what I'm talking about. Stop. It.' Still he didn't do anything to remove her hand.

She smiled and dipped one finger into the edge of his jeans and before she could even enjoy the tortured expression on Stefan's face, she found herself pinned to the bed by him.

He was holding both her arms above her head and he was pressed against her.

'Looks like even good boys go bad every now and then,' she breathed, trying not to get distracted by the trembling between her legs.

'Stop doing this to me,' he repeated, his lips were tracing the curves of her body. Not kissing her though, he was teasing, or rather, torturing her.

'Two can play at that game,' she muttered and pulled her legs up and wrapped them around his torso.

He groaned. 'We really shouldn't.'

'No,' she agreed. 'But it's not going to change the fact that Damon's probably doing things to Elena right now that they would have been stoned for in the 1800's.'

He bit into her neck and she moaned at the pleasure of having blood drawn out.

She would have been happy to stay that way forever, reveling in the insane pleasure that she was feeling, but she should have learned by now that things never went the way she wanted them to.

Loud footsteps thudded in the distance but were increasingly getting closer. Stefan immediately jumped off of her, straightened himself and wiped the blood of his face, just as the door swung open and a disheveled looking Damon and Elena came in.

Ho noticed the worried expressions on their faces immediately. Followed by the fact that Elena had buttoned her shirt wrong, and he was pretty sure it was fine when she had come in the house earlier.

'What is it?'

Elena held up her phone. 'Caroline, she just texted me. She thinks she knows why Bonnie and Tyler have been acting weird and we're all still alive.'

Katherine sat up. 'And why's that?'

'Klaus isn't dead. He's in Tyler's body.'

Oh and I got a weird looking mosquito bite, Damon wanted to add.

A/N: Did any of you get the Pirates of the Caribbean reference? And the mosquito bite thing? You probably have if you've read the books and for those of you who haven't, it will have something to do with the storyline.

I'm not sticking to the books and what the Kitsune do in that, because I honestly didn't get why they wanted to get Fells Church, so I'm making up my own excuse for them. And I know that Julie said that they wouldn't come in season 4 but I just really wanted to add them, I'm a huge fan of Japanese things. I have no idea what the heck they're going to do in season 4 though, any ideas? Kevin and Julie always manage to surprise me. Every time. But that's why I fell in love with TVD.

Oh and for those of you who are wondering why Klaus (in Tyler's body) was acting OOC last chapter, it was because he was trying to pass off as Tyler until they left. Then he was going to tell her that he wasn't actually Tyler, somehow transfer into his own body, and hope that Car doesn't freak out. At least that's what I thought might be going on in his head. Cause lately, I thought I got the vibe from him that he just wanted to be normal, run off with Caroline, and not be a maniac killer.

And the q was used to separate the scenes since nothing else was working. Dont ask why q. haha.

Anyways, review! Any where I can improve? Am I getting the characters right or wrong? Please, do tell =)