Dear Readers. Yes, I must yet again bug you with one of these stupid messages. I'm just letting you all know that this story is officially complete. This is the last chapter. If you want a sequel or anything of the sort, you must PM me asking for it. Otherwise, I will take it as you do not want another.

Ch.15

Two Months Later

I sigh in contentment as the hot sun bears down and cooks my pale skin. Stefan was able to get me a job on a farm for the summer. I think he may have used his…um… "special talents" to get it for me but hey, whatever. I need this job to keep my mind busy and off of certain…topics. I've tried so hard to forget about Damon and move but, it's a lot harder than it sounds. Anyways the brutal sun, hard work, and the smell of the manure keep my mind preoccupied. Stefan got himself a job on the farm also, so that we can work on my physic abilities while we're alone in a field or something like that.

School got let out about a week ago. I barely passed but I still made it. That's all that matters really, I mean it's not like I was any good at school to start with. My grades ranged from A's down to C's…don't ask me how I managed that one because I'm still trying to figure that one out.

"Emma, will you bring this to the back manure pile to dump?" Stefan asks popping his head out of the goat barn, holding out a stainless steel bucket full to the brim with foamy white milk. I rush over to him and snatch up the milk bucket happily. The more work I can do, the better it is for me. Elena thinks that this is a bad idea. Apparently, I'm "burying my feelings in work and I will never get over it if I don't face it." I really appreciate Stefan taking my side though. Elena however, she didn't really appreciate that…

The smell of poop mixed with old hay fills my nostrils and I sneeze.

"Bless you…" A voice from the trees coos in a light whisper. I gasp and whirl around, dropping the bucket in the process. Did I just imagine that? I dart my eyes from tree to tree, searching for the source of the voice. Then I see him. For a split second I see him standing there and then he's suddenly gone. My heart jumps up into my throat and I feel like I just fell from one of the top tree branches.

"Damon…?" I whisper feeling tears push into my eyes. I slam them shut, refusing to cry. I haven't cried over him since I was taken from the vacation home. I can't let myself cry over him any longer. That just wouldn't do me any justice. I won't be that girl that just sits there crying over losing a guy. I just can't do it.

I sprint away from the scene, abandoning my quest to rid Stefan's bucket of milk. My stupid imagination is getting away with me again. Dreams, hallucinations, anything you can imagine, I've gone through it. Stefan has done a pretty fair job with dealing with me, despite the fact that I am the one the scared his brother away from him. His brother had just gotten a grip on his humanity again I am the reason for his running away. How Stefan is still so kind to me is a mystery. If I were him, I'd be so pissed at me right now.

"Emma…are you alright?" Stefan asks, turning his back on the goat that is on the milking stand. "You're so pale, it's almost as if you've seen a ghost or something. Have you seen a ghost?" He reaches over and places a comforting arm over my shoulders protectively.

"No…I don't think so anyways…" I set the bucket on the wooden barn floor and sigh. "Are you busy? I need another lesson right now. I need another distraction." Stefan's eyes narrow at me in suspicion but he slowly nods to me anyways, putting the goat back into the pasture. We look around to make sure no one is looking and then we sneak our way into the back field. This is where I've been going with Stefan to get a hold on my powers. It's a fairly larger field with tall grass has grown wildly up to my shins. The grass tickles at my shins as we walk towards the middle on it together. The lush strands of grass haven't been touched in years because the farmer doesn't want to plow ALL of his land for one reason or another. When I asked him he only got into it a little bit before I zoned out.

"Okay Emma, what do you want to try today?" Stefan asks plopping down onto a patch of soft fluffy grass. I look around me, trying to find something I could levitate or something of the sort. "Levitation huh?"

"I was thinking maybe but…what if we do something else…"

I look over my shoulder at Stefan, wondering if he's catching on to what I'm talking about. Stefan's smile relaxes and slowly turns into a frown. He knows what I'm talking about. He hates it but, he knows that it's a skill I've got to try to master. He shakes his head no. I nod my head yes. I know I'm going to lose this argument.

"What do you want to do then Mr. Safety-Pants?" I tease as I fold my arms across my chest. He sits there a good minute and sighs, digging out his wallet from his pocket. "Stefan, we've been working on levitation for a week now! I'm getting bored with this!"

"Too bad, you're not ready for the more powerful stuff yet Emma. You can't control your visions yet. A good psychic can control when, what, and how she sees her visions. You haven't even had a vision in two months. That is a sign that you are not ready to work on repelling a vampire's compulsion without vervain." I roll my eyes and wait for Stefan to set his wallet on the ground.

I'm tired of everyone trying to "train" me but whenever I try to get them to let me do anything productive they tell me "I'm not ready." I'll never be ready if they don't let me try! I stare hard at the wallet as annoyance fills my body. The wallet flings up high into the air, its contents splaying out around it in the air. Stefan cheers proud of me as he watches to see how long I can hold this for. I've never thrown anything this high in the air, with this many objects, with that quick of a reaction time. My eyes begin to droop and I gasp in fear that I'm pushing myself too far. I try to force myself past it, as I have in the past. My body seems to have a different plan for me because it slams them shut and I feel myself fall onto the ground.

"EMMA!" Stefan's voice cries out but, his voice fades fast as the scenery around me changes.

There are trees everywhere; the sun has disappeared from the sky, leaving it into a dark night. I whirl around in circles, confused to no end. I'm having a vision? This is strange and much different from visions that I've had in the past. There are only two people in this vision and it doesn't look like this is an actual event. It looks as if this vision has been set up or something. None of this stuff is what is perplexing me the most. What really is getting me is the person who is standing ten feet from me with a tall handsome blonde man next to her.

"Katherine…what is going on?" I ask as I look around me frantic for a way out of this.

"Calm down human…or I guess not-so-human. This is my friend Benjamin, he's a psychic too. Psychics that have been in practice for a long time have the ability to communicate with other psychics by sending them a vision in which both halves of it can communicate." Katherine says gripping onto Ben's arm, giving him a loving smile. "He's also my latest boyfriend."

"Don't forget your hottest." He slurs in a deeper voice than I would expect. Katherine smiles at me shortly before drawing Ben in for a long kiss. I clear my throat to remind them that I'm still here. They break away and look at me funny, as if I'm the one that's acting strange.

"Did you call me here so that you can make out in front of me or do you have an actual purpose?"

"It's Damon…" Katherine says with a sigh, her eyes becoming sad. "He's in danger."

"What?" All the sensation in my legs begins to disappear and for a moment I swear I'm going to fall over. "How? Why? He's a vampire…"

"Vampires aren't indestructible dummy." Ben says rolling his eyes. "He's being hunted."

"By who?"

"A group of vampire hunters and trust me, these people are better at it than those poor fools from mystic falls that are practically clueless." Katherine sneers, looking ticked off. "They nearly captured me when Damon and I ran into each other in Dallas, Texas. We talked for a little bit and then they found us. We had to spilt up and do whatever we could to stay alive. Damon, being the hero that he likes to pretend he is, distracted them by attacking their most respected member of their little troop and made a break for it, with them on his trail. They are after him now and I think it may only be a matter of time before they catch him."

"Why should I believe you?" I ask, wanting to find any excuse to believe that this is all a lie. However, there is this little pit in the very bottom of my stomach that is telling me that she's not lying. "I mean, you locked me in a basement for a week straight just to watch me suffer!"

"This is Damon we're talking about here. I may not love him anymore and I love messing around with him but, I don't want him dead."

"You consider locking me in a basement to suffer 'messing around with him'?"

"So I have a sick sense of humor, so what? I know I have issues. This isn't the important thing right now. Don't you want to save Damon? We need to set aside our differences and team up because you wouldn't last two days out there without me. You may be a vampire's second biggest threat, right behind a werewolf, but you're new and can't do much."

"When do we leave?" I ask clenching my jaw. My blood begins to pump, a psychic air floating around me. It seems to be that my powers come to me the strongest when I get worked up.

"Tonight. Ben is going to release the vision and you need to go pack your things. Pack lightly because we're going to be hoofing it. This next part is the most important. Do not tell anyone about this. That means Stefan, Elena, Bonnie, anyone in that little mystical creatures club you got going in that high school of yours. The fewer of us there are the better."

"I promise. Meet me in the woods behind the barn at midnight."

Once the words are said, the connection is dropped and my eyes shoot open. I take in a huge breath and my eyes dart around in shock. My body feels surprisingly strong and pumped up. I jump up, to the surprise of Stefan who is sitting at my feet looking like he wants to cry.

"Emma? What happened are you okay?"

"Great, I've never felt better actually." I laugh, remembering what I need to do. "I've got to go Stefan. I'm…um…tired…" I lie through my teeth and sprint away from Stefan, hoping that he won't stop me.

"Emma!" He calls. I ignore him. I've got to pack and get out of here.

I'm going to go save Damon. I don't care what that cost may be, even if it is my life. Damon may have done some terrible things but, I won't let him die! Not as long as I'm alive to stop him. I've discovered so many amazing things. I've found a whole other world that I never knew even existed, a magical one that I've read in story books. I've found power within myself that I never knew I had. I've also found a love that I never knew could exist in real life. It's the kind you'd do crazy things over. Crazy things like team up with your arch enemy to go save your significant other half. For all I know this is a trap but, I don't care. Even if it is it won't matter. The pain will still be there one way or another. The reason why?

Love bites.