Mystic Falls- Present day

Elena opened her eyes drowsily. The curtains were open, filling the room with a blinding brightness. She rolled onto her side and smiled. Damon lay sleeping next to her. She smiled giddily and lay her head down on his chest.

"Morning" he said sleepily. God boys sleepy voices were sexy, especially Damon's.

"Morning" Elena said.

"Mmmm" Damon mumbled as she trailed one of her fingers down his stomach. Elena smiled nervously. It had only been a week and a half since she had gotten her emotions back, and broken the sire bond, and declared her love for Damon. And admittedly, all she had done since was spend time with Damon. And by spend time with Damon she meant sex.

Well that wasn't entirely true, she had spent time with Jeremy, seeing as he was alive now. But after days of smothering him she had finally agreed to go and stay with Damon.

Elena sat back, untangled herself from her sheets and sped into the bathroom attached to Damon's room. She quickly got in the shower, relishing in the steaming hot water. Seconds into her shower, however, Damon hopped in. He grinned at her mischievously, testing to see what she would do. She grinned back at him, standing on tip toes to run her hands through his dark hair. His intense blue eyes searched her face longingly. Suddenly the sound of her ring tone cut through the air violently.

"Don't" Damon mumbled. Elena laughed.

"What if it's important?"

"It can wait"

"So can you, you're immortal for Christ sake." Damon laughed at that and Elena quickly got out of the shower and answered her phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi"

"Caroline?"

"Oh wow, you remember me, that's great." Caroline said, her voice thick with sarcasm.

"Ha ha, very funny" Elena said, rolling her eyes.

"Glad you think so. Did you get Bonnie's text?"

"No, why?"

"She wants to meet us at the Grill"

"Why?"

"Does it matter why? She's our friend Elena and she has summoned us, therefore we must go do her bidding." Elena laughed at that.

"Right got it. So what time?"

"Like five minutes ago, that's why i called"

"Right i'll be right over" Elena said as she hung up.

"Damon, i'm meeting Bonnie and Care at the Grill, i'll see you later" Elena called as she excited the bedroom, now fully dressed wearing a pare of faded black jeans, navy blue singlet and a jacket. Elena turned and walked straight into Damon, who was only wearing a towel. Elena stood up and kissed him hard on the lips before ducking around him and speeding out the house towards her car.

Damon walked into his room and threw on some clothes, dark jeans and a t-shirt. He walked out of his room and was half way down the stairs when he stopped. Singing, coming from the lounge. The voice was so painfully familiar that Damon forgot when and where he was, but only for a moment. It wasn't possible, it had to be someone else.

Damon snarled and ran down the stairs into the kitchen. He quickly saw where the intruder was and grabbed them by the throat, slamming them against the wall. The intruder's hand shot up, and balled up into a fist, slamming against Damon's face. But Damon didn't throw another punch. He just stood there dumb founded staring at who was in front of him.

"Madeline"

"Great job, took you long enough" the intruder, Madeline said.

"No, this isn't possible"

"Why not?"

"Because i saw you die"

"Hmm, you did, didn't you" she said thoughtfully.

"Silas"

"Nope."

"But-"

"Did you consider the possibility that i'm dead, just not, well, dead dead."

Damon was silent for a moment. He just stared, unable to say anything more, his mind filled with conflicting emotions. Relief, confusion, sadness and guilt were the top four. Madeline just stared at him, her piercing blue eyes, the same colour as his, her light brown hair, the same as Stefan's. She was the perfect mixture of the two Salvatore brothers, that's what people would say. And she was, but not just in looks, but also in personality.

She had Damon's humour and sarcasm, Stefan's love of literature and all things beautiful. She had both the brother ability to love someone so fierce that you would put your life on the line for them. She even loved their mother, a women she'd never met. Damon felt another punch to the gut as he remembered how she died. The guilt was almost overwhelming.

"I'm, so sorry Madeline" Damon said, his voice hushed. Madeline frowned.

"I don't want your apologises Damon."

"I kn-"Damon started but Madeline cut him off.

"I want to be completely honest with you- I never have been and it sucked" Madeline paused, as if lost in thought. She suddenly smiled wickedly, her small dimples not as cute as they used to be.

"But first, i'm going to make you suffer." Madeline spun around her back to Damon, peering into the always lit fire place. The flames roared billowing out of the fire place instantly setting the carpet one fire.

"What the hell?!" Damon shouted. Madeline turned back to Damon, the wicked dimpled grin still on her face.

"See you soon brother" she said as she stepped into the billowing fire place, disappearing from sight.

Damon had managed to stop the fire from completely devouring his house while he waited for the fire brigade. The whole time they were there though he just wanted them to leave. All he wanted to do was talk to Stefan about what had just happened. Their dead baby sister was, well, not as dead as they had thought. And she was mad. That much was obvious. And seeing as Damon remembered his sister being the most tolerant, patient person who only got mad rarely.

But also remember how well she could hold a grudge if you did finally wear out her patience.

"Oh God" Damon said banging his head against the wall. How had she done that? He'd known his sister was witch, that's why his father and Stefan had killed her. But from everything she'd said she had implied she was a vampire. And seeing as even a witch can't save themselves when they've had their brains blown out. However, if she had vampire blood in her system, she simply would've risen from the dead. But then she wouldn't have been a witch, which she clearly is now.

"Oh God" Damon said again, banging his head even harder against the wall. Finally he stepped away from the wall, he needed a plan. Damon walked over to his drinks cabinet poured himself a glass of bourbon. He sculled it and poured himself another one. After about three glasses he decided to call Stefan. He went straight to voice mail. He called him another four times and left voice mails each time.

"Hey Stefan, we have a serious dilemma, and not of the usual sort, so get your ass over here." After that Damon went and checked every place he thought Stefan could possibly be. The Grill, Library, Caroline's (which was pointless seeing as Caroline was with Elena at the Grill), their old houses ruins, and the woods. No Stefan. He then decided to call Caroline and ask if she knew where Stefan was. She answered on the second ring.

"Damon?"

"The one and only" Damon said dryly.

"What do you want? To check up on Elena, because she is a vampire now she doesn't need you watching over her." Damon rolled his eyes and ignored Caroline's comment.

"Caroline, have you seen my brother around?"

"Stefan?"

"Yes Stefan, the only brother i have as far as i know" but who knows, maybe a secret brother would suddenly pop up in his lounge later, scare the shit out of him and then leave.

"No i haven't seen him. Why don't you just call him?" Caroline asked.

"Don't you think i would've have done the before calling you? He isn't answering my calls."

"Oh well i haven't seen him. I'll give him a call and let you know if i find out where he is." Damon sighed impatiently and forced himself to thank Caroline.

"Why do you need to see him Damon?" Caroline asked.

"I'm desperate for a family reunion" Damon said sarcastically before hanging up. He guessed he was just going to have to find clues elsewhere.

Damon went home and made a list of all the places in the country that Stefan could've fled to. After that he got and cooler filled with blood bags and wrote Elena a note.

To Elena,

I'm going to look for Stefan, i'll be gone for a week at the most. Just want to make sure he is OK. Stay out of trouble.

-Damon

Damon loaded up his car and sped out of the drive way, first stop Georgia.