Here we go, the first chapter! I'm obviously not going to follow the whole one chapter, one episode thing. I know it's rather short but it felt like a good place to stop. I hope you like it! Tell me what you think!

Chapter 1

I felt warm sunlight hitting my face but I kept my eyes close. I realized I was sitting, half-sprawled, on a comfortable seat, worn leather by the smell of it. It vibrated slightly underneath me and a gentle purring sound reached my ears. It took a few seconds for my brain to process the obvious information: I was in a moving vehicle, most probably a car.

"Morning." A voice to my left startled me. I jumped on my seat, fully awake now, and opened my eyes.

"Who…? Where…?" I struggled to form a complete sentence but it was the blue eyes of the stranger driving in the seat next to mine that made me remember. "You're the vampire from last night. You got me out of the car."

The dark-haired man smirked at me but he looked menacing. "Ah. So, you do know about vampires. I wondered…"

"Where are we?"

"Georgia." He replied with complete nonchalance.

"What?" I said in alarm. "I can't be in Georgia. My father is waiting for me." I looked outside the window and only now I realized what the sunlight meant. It was morning, probably late morning. Charlie was probably out of his mind with worry. He'd probably sent a search party by now.

The man waved his hand in a careless gesture. "Don't worry. You sent him a text, telling him he didn't have to worry, that you stayed the night at a motel because it was just so late and that you would probably arrive in Mystic Falls later today."

"I did…?" I asked but then, I realized that I couldn't have sent that text. "You sent that text. Where's my phone? No, no. We need to get back. Please. Pull over!" When the man didn't make any sign of doing that, I raised my voice. "I mean it. Pull over! Stop the car!"

The man huffed in irritation but he did finally stop the car at the side of the road they were driving on. It looked like some kind of country road, almost completely free of traffic.

"Oh, you were so much more fun when you were asleep."

I ignored his words and breathed to calm down. "Okay. First things first. Who are you?"

The man looked unsure about telling me his name or not but then he sighed. "Damon Salvatore."

I widened my eyes. "Wait…Salvatore as in, Giuseppe Salvatore? He was in the council in the 1860's, wasn't he? I read about him. He died in 1864. He had a son, two sons actually...Damon and Stefan Salvatore. They died, killed by vampires. You're not…you're not that Damon, are you?"

Damon smirked at me. "You sure know a lot of things…Isabella."

"How do you know my name?"

Damon shrugged. "I read it on your passport."

"My passport…?" Only now I realized that my handbag was on the dashboard in front of me. "You went through my stuff!"

"I needed to know who you were. So, Isabelle Swan…You're Sheriff Swan's daughter, aren't you?"

"Bella."

"What?" Damon looked confused.

"I prefer Bella." I said, feeling stupid for correcting a vampire about my name.

"Well, Bella…should I presume that you know about vampires because of your father?"

I nodded at him. "Yeah. He showed me the family journals, told me all about it. I just never thought any of it was real, until last night. But wait…you're a vampire…but it's sunny outside…how do you…I thought vampires burned in the sun? How come you don't?"

Damon smirked. "Well, that's my little secret. But yes, usually vampires do burn in the sun. I'm just a special case."

I frowned, knowing there was more to it than that but figuring that if he didn't want to tell me, it was his right not to. "This reminds me though…there was a man…a vampire…I hit him with my car and he just got back up…who was he?"

"That's what I would like to know."

"I need to get out of this car." I said, feeling suddenly panicked. I left the car and stumbled on my feet, feeling a rush of dizziness hit me. Damon rushed over to me in a second, keeping me steady. I startled at his close proximity and at the sight of him using his vampire speed. It was impressive to see, how quickly he could move. My brain hadn't still completely catch up to the fact that vampires were, in fact, real and that one of them was here with me and that he had saved my life last night from another vampire.

"Hey!" He said, his expression a little worried. "Are you okay?" Then he added with a smirk – his trademark smirk I was starting to realize. "No broken bones…I checked."

I was feeling a little nauseated and weak but otherwise, I was fine, at least physically. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. We need to go back, Damon."

Damon moved away from me then, his expression closing off. "Not before you explain to me how it is that you look identical to Elena Gilbert."

"How do you know Elena?"

"Huh, huh. Answer my question first."

I sighed but decided that there was no harm in telling him. "Elena is my sister, my identical twin sister."

Damon couldn't hide his shock at my words. "Your twin? How is that possible?"

"We're adopted, Elena and I. I don't know if she knows but Miranda and Grayson Gilbert weren't really her parents. And Charlie Swan isn't really my father. I mean, he's my father…just not my biological father. Seventeen years ago, a pregnant 16-year-old girl showed up at Grayson Gilbert's clinic and she gave birth to two girls, me and Elena. The Gilberts took one girl – Elena – while my father and his wife at the time, Renée, took me. My parents – Charlie and Renée – divorced though, when I was not even one year old and she left Mystic Falls and brought me with her to Phoenix.

"I didn't know any of this either until a few weeks ago. But my mother remarried, to Phil. He's a minor league baseball player and he travels a lot and my mother was forced to stay with me instead of traveling with him so I decided that I would live with my dad for a while. Charlie never wanted me to visit Mystic Falls though. I didn't know why at the time but I didn't really care either. We would see each other one month a year and we would travel to a different US city every year so I wasn't really upset about not going to Mystic Falls. But this time, when I said to Charlie that I wanted to go live with him, he had to tell me the truth. So…here I am. After Charlie told me the truth I was even more convinced to come to Mystic Falls and meet my sister."

Damon had listened to my explanation completely in silence, the same expression of shock painted on his face during the whole duration of it.

"So, there's two of you now. Wow. It was strange enough, having one girl around who looked exactly like Katherine but two?" It looked like Damon was talking to himself and not really paying attention to the fact that I was standing in front of him and listening.

"Who's Katherine? And how do you know Elena?"

Damon blinked, seemingly suddenly realizing that I was still there. Then he grinned, amused for something that only he could understand. "You sister is dating my brother, Stefan. A vampire as well, like me. And it just so happens that him and I were turned by the same female vampire, Katherine Pierce, who looked exactly like Elena…and you."

Now it was my turn to be shocked. "That's…crazy. Seriously? How is that possible?"

Damon shrugged. "The only way I can think of is that you and Elena are distantly related to Katherine."

I didn't exactly know what to think about this new revelation but I decided that now wasn't the time to think about it. "Well, it doesn't matter right now. I need to get back, Damon. I need to go to Mystic Falls. The excuse of me staying at a motel is not going to hold for long, especially when they found the car I was driving last night."

Damon scoffed. "Do you think I'm that stupid? I hid the car so they couldn't find it. As far as everyone knows, you've never made it to Mystic Falls." His expression turned threatening and I took a step back from him.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"To warn you that nobody knows where you are and that, if you were to…disappear…nobody would know where to start looking."

I took another step back but Damon was in front of me in a flash. "Don't try to run. It's rather pointless."

I straightened myself, trying to appear brave. "Are you going to kill me? After saving my life? That seems like a waste of time, don't you think?"

"That was a mistake. I thought you were Elena."

"I know. But you still did save me. And I realized that, I never said thank you. So, thank you." Damon looked surprised at my words and much less threatening. "Are you afraid that I'm going to reveal your secret to my dad and the council, is that it? Is that why you want to kill me? Why don't you compel me instead?"

Damon grinned. "Nice try. But I know that you're on vervain. How could you not, with your dad being who he is."

I took a deep breath and tried to reason with him. "Look, I promise I won't tell anybody who you really are. Why would I? Like I said, you saved my life. Why would I want to tell my father that you and your brother are vampires? I know what he thinks of you. He thinks you're monsters. He would kill you if he knew, or die trying. And I can't have that. I don't want to lose my dad but I don't want to put you in danger either. And my sister is dating your brother, that means that he isn't so bad either so why would I want to say anything? I won't. I promise. Listen to my heartbeat if you don't believe me. I'm telling you the truth."

Damon opened his mouth to say something but then a phone started ringing. I recognized the ringtone immediately. It was my phone and the person calling me was Charlie.

"That's my phone. My father is calling." I said, my voice a little pleading.

Damon sighed and said, "Tell him that you're staying in Charlottesville until tomorrow, doing a little shopping, a little sightseeing. It's the weekend after all, isn't it?"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you're coming with me today. I have some…errands to run and I don't plan on going back to Mystic Falls until tomorrow. And I have no intention of letting you go either so…"

"So, what? You're planning on killing me after I make this call? So that my dad would have a false lead when I turned up missing? Is that it?"

Damon rolled his eyes. "Don't be so melodramatic. I don't plan on killing you. You're the sheriff's daughter. He would never stop looking for you and he would probably figure out that it was me, sooner or later. And my brother would probably torment me for the rest of eternity if I kill you, his girlfriend's sister. He's so self-righteous and annoying. You wouldn't like him. No, you're coming with me so I can keep an eye on you. If I suspect that you plan on telling anyone about me, but especially your father, though, I'm going to kill you, inconveniences be damned."

I sighed, feeling both relieved and suspicious. "Okay, fine. You want me to come with you to wherever you're going, I can do that. But tomorrow, you're brining me back to Mystic Falls. I can only convince my father for so long that something isn't wrong. He's not going to buy these excuses for long."

During their conversation her phone kept ringing until it finally stopped. Damon handed the phone over to her and simply said, "Call him back."

I took it from him and did just that. "Hey, Dad!" I said as soon as he answered. "I was in the shower, sorry I missed your call."

"Hey, Bells? Are you still at the motel? When are you coming home?"

"Yeah, about that. I was thinking on staying here today, doing a little sightseeing, a little shopping. I'll arrive tomorrow, okay?"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Yeah. To be honest, I'm a little nervous about meeting Elena. Does she even know about me?"

Charlie sighed. "I don't think so, honey. I was planning on telling her with you present though. But maybe it's better if I tell her first and then you can meet her."

"Yeah, that would be best, instead on showing up out of the blue and springing this news on her so suddenly. I'm sure it would be a total shock for her as well, just like it was for me, even more when she sees me in person."

"All right, honey. But be careful. Do you still have pepper spray in your purse, right? And vervain?"

"Yes, dad. I'll be fine. It's the middle of the day after all. No vampires around." I said, looking at Damon with a small grin, finding the situation amusing despite myself. Damon returned the smirk and I couldn't help but feeling pleased, though I couldn't understand why.

"Okay, then. Have fun and I'll see you tomorrow, I suppose."

"Bye, dad! Love you!"

I hung up and turned towards Damon. "Okay, so now what?"

"Now we go."

"Yes, but go where?"

"A little place right outside of Atlanta." When he realized that I was still feeling uncertain he added, "Oh, come on, Bella. You don't wanna go back right now anyway, I heard it in your voice when you were talking to Charlie. Time-out, okay? Step away from your life for five minutes. Five minutes! I promise, you're going to have fun!"

He was so close to me now, those amazing blue eyes fixed on mine. He really was so very handsome. Pale skin, mussed dark-hair and a perfect body from what I could see underneath his leather jacket and black jeans. I wondered if all vampires were this incredibly attractive or if it was just him.

"You promise that I'm going to be safe with you? That you aren't secretly planning on killing me?"

Damon sighed in exasperation. "Yes. If I wanted to kill you I would have done it already."

"Can I trust you not to hurt me?"

Damon didn't answer verbally. Instead he simply motioned with his hand, "Get in the car. Come on."

I took a deep breath, feeling both apprehensive and excited, then I followed him back to his blue Camaro.