A/N: Sorry last chapter was short, but it was just the prologue. Also, this is my first Vampire Diaries story so I apologize if any of the characters are a little off, I'm trying though. With that said, enjoy!

Reminder: Spoilers season 1. I don't own what you recognize.

Chapter One

2009

Sarah had always loved Mystic Falls. The scenery had impressed since she was a child. Her favorite place growing up had been the view from her front lawn. Of course, now the Salvatore Mansion was in ruins in the forest. Zach Salvatore, a human relative, currently lived in Salvatore Boarding House built in 1914.

The youngest Salvatore had never met Zach, or any of her other relatives for that matter. She knew Stefan and Damon stopped by randomly in Mystic Falls and would greet whoever the latest relative was. Though Stefan was much more polite and had never actually killed them.

Being back in Mystic Falls made Sarah wish she was still in 1864 before Katherine came along. Scratch that, before Damon left to join the Confederacy. Once her oldest brother had returned he was a little different. Her big brother had been exposed to war, death. He'd told her he'd never killed anyone during the Civil War, but he'd seen a few people shot. Damon also wasn't as happy between the time he returned from the war and the time he met Katherine Pierce. But, Sarah figured that had to do with their father who then had a strained relationship with Damon when he'd returned from the war. Their father had accused Damon several times of abandoning the Confederacy, but Stefan and Sarah were quick to defend their big brother and say it was his choice to freely leave the Confederacy.

The vampire girl went straight through town, hating herself for not keeping up with any of the layout changes of the town. Everything was different now. There were new buildings around the originals, a building or two had actually been replaced. When Sarah arrived at the Salvatore Boarding House, she opened the door.

Damon was the technical owner of the boarding house since he was the only living—no pun intended—relative when the first owner had died and the oldest of the siblings. Because Damon was a vampire, there was no restraint against vampires on the building. Vampires could come in and out as they pleased.

Sarah entered the house, carrying her two duffel bags in her hands. Instead of running most of the way, Sarah had taken one plane, seven buses, and had even compelled one family to drop her off at Mystic Falls since they were going through Virginia anyway. It was nice chatting with two twin eight year olds and their parents; it gave her a small sense of normalcy and distracted her. Not to mention the family had to make several stops for gas, bathroom breaks, and snacks so Sarah was able to put off arriving in Mystic Falls that much longer.

As soon as she went inside, she saw Stefan and someone she assumed was Zach. They looked at her, Stefan with recognition and confusion and Zach with pure puzzlement.

"Sarah." Stefan stated as if it all made sense. He held up something he'd been holding the whole time, a newspaper. "You're the one responsible for the missing campers aren't you?"

The girl rolled her eyes, "Nice to see you, too, Stef." She walked forward, shutting the door with her foot. "I guess you're Zach Salvatore, I'm Sarah Salvatore." She put on her 'vampire face', as she liked to call it, and went back to her regular face in a matter of seconds. "Damon here yet?"

Zach narrowed his eyes, "Why exactly are you two here?"

"Why, Zach," she dropped her bags to the floor and crossed her arms over her chest, "I thought you'd be happy at the family reunion." She gave him a small smile, "Look, I'm just here out of curiosity I swear. I heard the Gilbert girl looks like Katherine Pierce. Plus, it's been forever since the comet flew over Mystic Falls." She looked at her brother, "And would you believe me if I said I missed you?"

"Depends. Why'd Damon call you?"

"I just told you. Not that I wouldn't love to play catch up, Stef, but I wanna see Damon." She looked at Zach before saying, "Do you care if I crash here, Zach? If not it's cool, I'll be fine somewhere else."

The man looked at Stefan, "Is she harmless?"

"Just don't go into her room." Stefan's face had a hint of a smile, "I made that mistake once."

"I didn't attack the campers, scout's honor." She held up two fingers. "And I steal human blood from hospitals, not from the bodies directly."

Zach ran a hand over his face, "As long as you aren't killing people you're welcome to stay here."

She nodded appreciatively towards him. Sarah had asked just to be polite, even if Zach had said now she would have stayed anyway. It was Damon's house, after all. "Do you care what room I take?" The vampire girl grabbed her duffels and waited for a response.

He shook his head, "Stefan has the attic and my room is next to the basement. Take whichever one you want." The man turned saying, "It was nice to meet you, Sarah."

"You too, Zach."

"I still don't think it's a good—" Stefan began but was cut off.

"I'm staying, Stef." She sighed, "For now it's just for a few days, I mean it really has been a while since I saw the comet. It's tomorrow, right? I'll stay a few days, talk to Damon, spend a little quality time with you, and just hang out." And I wanna get a look at the Gilbert girl, she thought to herself mentally, carrying her bags past her brother and up a set of stairs. Eventually she found a nicely sized room. There wasn't any furniture, but she was sure no one would mind if she slept on the couch.

Sarah put her duffels in a corner of the room before going to the closet and opening the door. There were boxes packed away, making Sarah curious. She pulled the four boxes out and into the center of the room, shutting the door that led to the hallway.

She opened the first box, which was unlabeled like the others, and sighed heavily. The box contained items that had once belonged to the founding Salvatore family of Mystic Falls. An empty journal lay on top of an old pair of shoes that Sarah recognized as her father's. A musty old hat, a pocket watch inscribed to Damon, a picture—

That's where Sarah had to stop. The picture. It had been taken when Sarah was ten, just before their mother died. Her father and her mother stood beside each other, looking serious. Damon and Stefan stood in front of their parents, both looking as if they were going to burst into laughter at any moment. Sarah stood in front of them, a small smile already cracking its way onto her face.

She remembered the day clearly. Sarah had begged her father not to make her take the picture, saying that one of the boys in town claimed cameras stole your soul. But, he'd forced her into it anyway, telling her it was silly nonsense. Damon and Stefan had then cheered her up, making funny noises and faces and saying hilarious things, anything to get her to calm down and take the picture.

It worked. Not even three seconds after the camera's flash the three Salvatore siblings began laughing hard and loud.

With a sigh, Sarah put the picture in one of her duffel bags and returned the boxes to the closet, promising herself she'd look through them before she left. Once the boxes were back in the closet, the vampire left her room and went to the living room where she found two people. The first was Damon. The second, however, made Sarah stop in her tracks.

"Wow." She whispered, studying the girl. She had long brown hair, big brown eyes, and looked exactly like Katherine.

Damon turned around and smiled, gesturing for Sarah to join them. The girl did slowly. "Elena, this is mine and Stefan's younger sister Sarah. Sarah, this is Elena Gilbert."

Elena smiled a greeting and said, "Hi."

Sarah, a bit lost for words, just nodded.

A small creak in the floorboard alerted Sarah that Stefan was on the staircase, making his way downstairs. It was such a small sound she knew Elena hadn't heard it. "Hey, Stef," Sarah said when her brother reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Elena," Stefan swallowed, taking a few steps forward. "What are you doing here?"

The teenager awkwardly told him, "I was coming to talk to you but…I take it this is a bad time. Stefan, I didn't know you had siblings."

"He probably didn't want to sound like he was bragging." Damon gave her a charming smile and said to his younger brother, "Stefan, Elena is a wonderful girl."

Elena's face turned slightly red and she told Stefan, "Are you still coming to see the comet tomorrow night?"

"We all are." Damon answered for him, "Family outing," he wrapped an arm around Sarah's shoulders and pulled her into a somewhat hug. "Sarah's pretty excited, aren't ya' Sarie?"

Putting on a quick smile Sarah replied, "Completely, it only passes every one hundred and forty-five years."

"My friend Bonnie says it's supposed to be a harbinger of evil, too." Elena gave Sarah a look that said she didn't believe her friend, "So I guess I'll see you guys there?"

"Definitely." Damon answered for all of them as Stefan escorted Elena out. Sarah stepped out of her brother's arm and raised an eyebrow, silently asking him to explain. Damon rolled his eyes and sighed, "What, Sarie?"

"Do you have any idea why she looks exactly like Katherine?" Sarah asked, watching as Stefan shut the door and turned around to face them.

"Not a clue."

"How long was Elena here?" Stefan demanded, glaring at Damon. Damon shrugged in response. "Damon, I'm serious. Please, just leave Elena out of this."

Damon took a step towards his brother so they were only a couple feet apart, "I'll take that as an invitation."

Without another word, Damon was gone, leaving Stefan and Sarah in the living room.

"And I guess that's my cue to leave." Sarah said, turning around and heading for the staircase. She stopped at the bottom and said, "I don't think she was here long, Stef. I'll try and keep Damon's…Damonness…to a minimum when it comes to Elena."

"Why? Why would you do that for me?" he asked softly. Sarah turned around and looked him in the eyes,

"Because, despite our differences you're still my brother…and that means something. I can't make him completely give up on messing with you, but I'll get him to tone it down hopefully. Just…I hope this girl, Elena, I hope she's worth it." She ran a hand through her black hair, "And I hope history doesn't repeat itself. I'm not sure I can take it."

1864

Sarah sat through dinner, ignoring the strained silence between her two brothers while Katherine carried on a cheerful conversation with their father. She had half the mind to kick both boys under the table, but knew it'd probably just make them mad with her.

Meals and other family gatherings were beginning to become completely forced small talk between her brothers. Stefan and Damon were hardly talking to each other now. Sarah wished Katherine would go back to where she came from, Atlanta, Georgia. Then everything could go back to normal. Stefan and Damon would go back to tossing a ball around the front yard, getting so distracted they wouldn't notice her sneak up and intercept said ball.

She was tired of it. Inside it was killing her to see her brothers fighting over a girl. It'd never happened before. They both had different interests in women. Stefan went for the quieter girls while Damon courted the outgoing ones.

When Damon looked up from his dinner Sarah caught his eye and sent him a pleading look. He gave her the 'don't worry about it' look Damon had given her since she was little. Stefan glanced up and Sarah gave him the same look she gave Damon. Stefan's response was to force a small smile. The two brothers shared a look before looking away quickly.

a/n: How would you guys feel about Sarah doing a video journal? It wouldn't be long segments, but enough to get points across. Just random parts would be her video journaling and then there'd be how I've been doing the story so far. And of course I'd do a title change from Sarah Salvatore to The Vampire's Diary…or I'll just keep it Sarah Salvatore.

Reviews encouraged! Tell me what you think!

All information I didn't know was found at the Vampire Diaries Wikipedia site.