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Chapter 3

Memories & Meetings

I walked back to the Boarding House after I finished my juicebox and found it was empty.

"Anybody home?" I shouted, right after Lexi sped down and was instantly in front of me.

"Still me hon, where did you go?"

"I went running."

"Running?"

"Yeah, I do that when I need to clear my head of whatever crap it produces and makes things crazy." I said walking over to sit on the couch.

"Did you talk to anyone?" Lexi asked, probably expecting me to say I hadn't.

"I ran into a girl named Elena, I think I know the answer to this but is she one of your vamp friends? Cause it's almost insulting to my intelligence if she was covering up."

She went silent for a second, and then said in a confused/shocked tone, "Elena? Stefan's girlfriend? Vampire?"

"Okay Lexi very good, you have chosen three subjects, now add three predicate, and some conjunctions and you have three sentences."

"Katy, enough with the attitude. No, Elena is not a vampire, what made you think that?"

"Not a vampire? You're kidding me, I may be twelve but dude Dracula was less obvious." I said looking behind me to see her expression.

Lexi's eyes steered themselves to the floor, her expression made her look like she was solving a hard math problem in her head without being able to write it down. Then suddenly it seemed to come to her, and from the look on her face it wasn't a happy conclusion.

She sped over and sat on the coffee table in front of me, looking me directly in the eye.

"Katy, I'm gonna tell you something, and you can't tell anyone! You have to promise me!"

"Fine, what is it?"

"Katy I need you to take this seriously!"

"I got it! What's going on?"

Lexi took a breath and looked around for a minute, once she seemed satisfied with her search she continued,

"The girl you met wasn't Elena Gilbert, the girl you met was Katherine Pierce. She's a vampire, and Elena is her look-alike, but Elena is human."

I gave her a weird look but gestured for her to continue.

"Katherine was the shared girlfriend of Stefan and Damon when they were human, she turned them. But they think that she was put in a tomb to die, when really she wasn't-"

"Naw shit Sherlock." I muttered.

"Katy." She said sternly, "Anyway, she's out and apparently is here. I don't know why she's pretending to be Elena but I need you not to tell anyone unless I give the okay."

"Why? If this woman is crazy or something, why not tell the people who can protect the human who may be in danger?"

"Katherine won't kill Elena, and she's not going to come around here, I have actually met her a few times and heard about her. She passes through slick and clean, with no tracks, and she doesn't visit any old boyfriends."

"You can't tell Stefan or Damon especially; they were both under her spell when they met her, and she can make both of them unstable with a flick of a finger. Damon is still not finished with his killing spree and when I found Stefan after she faked her death he was just as bad, and he can't handle going back to that. So unless she's sticking around, which she won't, they can't know or people could get hurt."

I looked at the ground considering this.

"Katy people could die, and Katherine wouldn't have to hurt a fly to make them do it."

I felt torn; on one hand, death was something I was rather touchy about, and never wanted to witness it again. Vampires with ex-girlfriend issues that are lethal to a whole town? No way, I was uneasy about living with two vampires who might just see me as an inconvenience, but living with two guaranteed to be homicidal if this girl talks the wrong way vampires? Knowing this, I would have probably sewn my mouth shut just as a precaution!

Then again, was this really smart? I mean, I'm thinking I don't trust vampires but then what about Lexi? Why am I being so trusting with her?

For some reason, that unanswered question didn't make me trust her any less, but instead I nodded as response to her explanation.

Later on, it got darker so Lexi went out to find Katherine and have a chat. I decided to take a nap on the couch, it took me awhile to get comfortable, I felt like there was just too much space around me… If that makes any sense.

*Damon's POV*

I sped inside the house, looking forward to a drink and possibly the chance to annoy both Stefan and Lexi. Instead what I got was a strange child sleeping on my couch.

I looked her over, processing in my head what this kid looked like.

She was a small girl, about thirteen maybe. She had a very boney structure, combined with the translucent pale skin where you could see some of her veins, she looked rather anorexic. She had slightly frizzed curly/wavy (it was hard to tell when it was flailed around the couch) red/brown hair that reached a little below her shoulders.

Deciding to find out what's going on, I woke the little brat saying loudly, "Who are you?"

She woke up and stretched a bit, her round grey/blue eyes alert and ready. She gave me a slightly disinterested look and asked, "You Damon Salvatore?"

"I asked you first, who are you?"

"Katy Margaret Weston, are you Damon Salvatore?" she asked again with an attitude.

Does she think she's being tough? I asked myself, God, the teen drama is a bore.

"Yes. What are you doing here?"

She didn't respond and simply reached into a duffle bag on the floor and pulled out a letter. She walked right up to me and gave me the tiny envelope.

I opened up the letter and read it over:

Damon,

I'm sorry to drop this on you but you weren't at the council meeting, and you were voted in for all you've done for this town already.

We found a link to some vampires around Georgia through Adam and Sarah Weston; we were trying to contact them when they were killed almost five months ago. From what we can tell, they were dealing stolen blood bags from the hospital, and things went wrong. We managed to cover up alright as a drug deal gone awry; it didn't take too much to do that.

We found Adam and Sarah's daughter Katherine at the scene, seems they took her along for the ride when it happened. She was kept at the police station for awhile to be questioned, but she told them she was in the car when it happened and wouldn't talk about it.

We tried sending one of the council in as a therapist a few months later, hoping she'd be more willing to talk about it, no such luck.

So I pulled some strings and managed to get her into your custody temporarily, so maybe if she gets comfortable with someone on the council she may be okay with talking about it.

She's twelve years old, and I'm told she prefers Katy to Katherine. You may want to keep an eye on her, she's rather rebellious.

If you need any help with her, feel free to ask.

-Liz

I rolled my eyes crumpling up the letter and tossing it aside. I took another look at Katy, who hadn't moved or changed her expression. She struck me as more annoying then rebellious, but then again she was twelve, and kids weren't exactly my style.

Which was exactly why I was gonna question the kid and send her packing. Of course, I'd have to go slow, she didn't strike me as completely stupid.

"Katherine huh?"

"Katy, it's just Katy." She growled.

I held my hands up in fake surrender replying, "Alright, Katy it is then. So tell me, Katy, why do you think you're here?"

"Cause I got half-way through telling a 'therapist' to shove his notepad up his ass cause that's all the action he'll ever get." She said uncaring.

I raised an eyebrow at that one; I certainly hadn't expected to hear that come from a twelve year old. Well, at least I wouldn't have to give her 'the talk' (but I'd probably pawn that off on Stefan anyway), not like she'd be here that long.

"Really? What made ya say that?"

"Same thing you did, called me Katherine when I told him fifty times earlier it's just Katy."

I shook my head, "Temper, temper, temper. You've got some spunk in ya kid, you'll have fun around here."

"And how long will that be?" she asked annoyed, it was probably more to herself then me but nevertheless I answered.

"I don't know. But don't get comfy here kid, you're gonna be gone as soon as I have a chat with Sheriff Forbes."

"Fine by me!" she said, almost relieved.

After a moment or two of silence she broke it.

"So how old are you anyway?"

"Twenty-four."

She seemed to snort at some kind of inside joke and replied, "How about in vampire years?"

*Katy's POV*

"Vampire years?" he laughed, "Reading too much Twilight I see."

"Cut the crap, I know about vampires, and your friends told me you were when I figured it out." I said.

Suddenly he sped in front of me asking simply, "Which friends?"

"Lexi."

"Ah Lexi, she doesn't like me very much."

"I wonder why." I muttered, "You didn't answer my question."

He took a moment and said, "I'm one hundred and seventy-two."

"Damn grandpa you are old."

He placed a hand over his heart dramatically as he replied, "You've barely known me a few minutes and you insist on wounding me so."

"Build a bridge and get over it."

Damon responded with a raised eyebrow and shook his head. I went over to the couch and slumped down; he mirrored my movements and sat down on the other side. We sat there for a few moments just staring at each other; I couldn't tell if it was because one or both of us were nervous, or if we just didn't know what to make of the situation.

"I'm aware I'm a dazzling sight, but it's really creepy to be gazed at by a ten year old."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm twelve! And I'm just waiting for a response; you're the one acting like a pedophile."

"You shouldn't say things like that to your betters."

"Don't you mean my elders?"

"No, because my sentence is far more accurate than yours." He smirked, "Alright, I'm bored of you, why don't you go to your room or something."

"What room?" I asked.

He took another moment to think, "Lexi didn't show you a place to sleep?"

"No she did, I just prefer dusty antique couches for sleep." I said sarcastically.

Now it was his turn to roll his eyes, "Alright, alright, there's a spare room upstairs down the hallway on the right, last door on the left."

"Thanks." I grabbed my duffle-bag and started towards the stairs.

"Oh, and if you see anything labeled 'Stefan' in there feel free to take your teen angst out on it!" he called after me as I walked up the stairs.

"Gotcha! Anything labeled 'Damon' smash to bits!" I called back before I disappeared into the upstairs hallway.

I went down the hallway slowly so I wouldn't get lost and God forbid find a closet with a dead body in it (then again, I live with vampires now, do I still have the ability to be surprised anymore?).

I found the room he was talking about; it was a medium sized room, filled top to bottom with old books, paintings, and broken furniture. There were a few objects that seemed in good condition, like the nightstand, bed and a built in closet.

I threw my duffle-bag into the closet carelessly, noticing dusty old clothes hung up in there neatly. I sat down on the bed at the back of the room; it was a single bed, with thin worn out pink (that'll have to go, I thought) covers, and was placed right under the only window in the room.

I gathered my courage and lied down on the bed, which luckily didn't puff out dust like I'd expected, and contemplated some more.

Well, sure he's an ass but at least he's not gonna pressure me into talking about it, or talking at all for that matter. I shrugged as I continued my thoughts, and I have accomplished the task of finding out my parent's killer's name. That's step one at least…

"Klaus." I said aloud.