"So any idea where you'll go?" Stefan asked as he and I walked into the living room. Damon was there, staring out the window.

"I don't know… London maybe… See some friends."

"You don't have any friends, Damon." I reminded him.

"You're right, little sister… I only have you and Stefan…" He turned around with a big smile on his face. "So where are we going?"

"We are not going anywhere. I'm going to live my life as far away from you as possible and Beth can do whatever the heck she wants to do with you or come with me or go somewhere all by her lonesome." Stefan told him. Damon hurried over to us.

"But we're a team! We could travel the world together! We could try out for 'The Amazing Race'!" Damon said.

"Hmm… That's funny. Seriously, where are you going because we're not staying in this town?" Stefan asked. Yeah, you've made that painfully clear, I thought. Leaving Mystic Falls meant leaving Jeremy… But it was to keep everyone safe and if that was the price I had to pay to make sure Jeremy was safe, I would pay it. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Stefan went to answer it. It was the sheriff, asking for Damon. Damon led her outside to the courtyard. Stefan and I used our vampire hearing to listen in on their conversation about another vampire victim. I flinched when Damon referred to Lexi as the 'blonde one I staked'.

"So I guess we are staying here." Stefan whispered to me. I raised my eyes to his in surprise. He nodded slowly.

"I'm not leaving until I'm sure Mystic Falls is safe." He told me. I nodded understandingly; we were on the same page.

"Good, you didn't go to school." Damon said as he came up to me later that day. I looked up from my book (a book of depressing poems that I had borrowed from Stefan's room earlier) to look at him.

"Couldn't bring myself to go when I didn't have to on the off chance I had to see Jeremy and explain I was leaving... Why?"

"How do you feel about tracking down that new vampire in town?" He asked with a smile. I raised an eyebrow curiously.

"How?"

"I have Logan Fell's magic vampire compass. It points towards vampires. And I have a little blonde non-vampire to help us out." He told me. As if on queue, Caroline walked in the door.

"I'm here, what?" She asked.

"Seriously, you're compelling her again?" I asked.

"Just for today. Don't have a fit, little sister…" He told me. Then he darted over to Caroline and handed her the compass.

"Walk around the outskirts of town with this. It will point you towards vampires. Once you find the vampire, call me. I interfere with the signal, so I can't be there. Go." He compelled her.

"Why only the outskirts of town?" I asked, throwing the book onto the coffee table and going over to him as Caroline walked out the door with the compass.

"Because it's a new vampire, which means no daylight ring, which means hiding somewhere. I doubt he's in the middle of town."

"Caroline's calling. She must've found where he's hiding." Damon picked up his phone about half an hour later. He darted off and I followed right behind him. He led me a warehouse just outside town. Caroline jumped at our sudden appearance. Damon held out his hand.

"You can give me that." Caroline put the compass in his hand.

"So why did you need me to do this?"

"We interfere with the signal... You don't." I told her, staring at the warehouse door impatiently, wanting to take down this new vampire. Killing vampires helped with my anger and I still had some anger in me from Lexi's death.

"Can I go now? This has blown, like, half my day." Caroline complained. Damon took her shoulders to look into her eyes.

"You do that. Get in your car. Go home. Forget I asked you to do this." He compelled her. She smiled widely due to the compulsion.

"Okay. Bye now."

"Bye." Damon told her with a smirk. She hopped into her car and drove off. Damon and I walked up to warehouse. Damon swung the door open and we both walked inside. Several gunshots sounded and searing pain shot through my chest. Damon dropped to his knees in front of me, but I collapsed on the ground completely.

"I have tons of these wooden bullets, so nothing funky!" A voice said behind us. He circled around us, a gun aimed at us. I recognized him as Logan Fell, the guy that Damon had supposedly killed during the Vicki-Drama chapter of our lives. I dug into my chest with two fingers and slowly and painfully pulled the wooden bullet out. One of our vampire perks was very high pain tolerance, but getting shot with wooden bullets still hurt like heck…

"You don't want to do this trust me…" Damon said. Logan shot him through the shoulder and Damon cried out in pain. I growled and darted forward at him. He shot me in the stomach before I could reach him and I crumpled. Damon leaned over me to get the bullet out for me.

"That's what you get." Logan told us.

"For what?" Damon moaned as he went to dig bullets out of himself. Logan crouched down in front of us. We didn't try to do anything; even we weren't stupid enough to do something that would end with us getting shot again.

"You made me like this!"

"I killed you… I didn't turn you…" Damon protested weakly. Logan held up a small wooden bullet for us both to see it.

"See, I know who you Salvatore's are. I've been watching the three of you. I knew you'd show up here and I'm glad you did because I had some questions."

"Me first… Who turned you?" Damon asked.

"How should I know? Last thing I remember is I'm about to stake your brother and then you grabbed me. That's it! Until I wake up in the ground behind a used car dealership on highway four. Someone buried me!"

"It happens… Ow!" Damon said as he pried another bullet out of his leg. I had been behind him so he'd taken a lot more bullets than I had.

"You bit me!" Logan said, waving the gun at him. Damon cussed as he examined the bullet he'd pulled out of his leg.

"It had to be you!" Logan said.

"For a vampire hunter, you know diddly squat, don't you? You have to have vampire blood in your system when you die. Neither of us did that… Some other vampire found you and gave you their blood!" I told him.

"Who?" Logan demanded, turning to me.

"That's what I wanna know." I told him. So I can shove a stake through their chest for creating an idiot vampire!

"Dude, it's not like the welcome wagon was waiting with a bundt cake and a handbook! It's been a learn as you go process! You know, one minute I'm a small town on the rise news guy and the next thing I know I can't get into my house because my foot won't go in the door!"

"You have to be invited in." I told him.

"I know. I live alone." Damon and I both chuckled.

"Ah, that sucks…" Damon said.

"So now I'm at the Ramada, watching pay-per-view all day, eating everything in sight, including house keeping!"

"It could be worse." Damon told him as he collapsed on the ground next to me.

"All I can think about is blood and killing people. I can't stop killing people! I keep killing and I like it! I'm conflicted!" He told us. He was starting to sound like a crazy person now…

"Welcome to the club." I told him.

"Wait a minute, the cops only found one body." Damon said.

"I left one… I was tired… But I've been hiding the rest of the bodies. They're right back there." He pointed with his gun to a pile of bodies, dozens of them stacked up in a fenced in pen.

"You're kidding." Damon said as he looked over.

"They're just piling up!" He said with another insane sounding laugh. I pushed myself up to my knees and he pointed the gun at me. I held my hands in surrender, settling back on my heels.

"Why am I so overly emotional? All I can think about is my ex-girlfriend! I wanna be with her and bite her and stuff…" "

Well, you probably love her. Anything you felt before will be magnified now. You're gonna have to learn to control that." Damon told him.

"What about walking in the sun? I'm a morning person. You can walk in the sun. Which by the way is pretty cool. The council will never suspect you! That's not in the journals…" Damon and I both slyly covered our daylight rings with our other hands as he talked.

"The journals?" I echoed.

"Yeah, the founding families, they passed down journals to their kids… Come on, you gotta tell me! How do you walk in the sun?" I considered some lie about magic unicorns that gave us the ability after saving their pet Care Bear, but decided against it. Now wasn't the time for humor when I had a gun pointed at me.

"Who turned you?" Damon asked instead.

"How do you walk in the sun?"

"Who turned you?"

"You know, I've been really nice so far, but I will kill you and your little sister too!" Logan said, pointing the gun at us again.

"Then you'll never know!" Damon snapped. He stood up. He was slightly taller than Logan and looked much more menacing than Logan did. I stood up too, grabbing Damon's arm to pull myself up.

"You're not answering my question." Damon added.

"You first!" Logan said.

"It seems we're at a bit of an impasse then, doesn't it?" I asked Logan with a smirk, folding my arms across my chest.

"I have things to do… People to kill…Guess I'll be needing a little head start…" He shot both of us a couple times and as we fell to the ground, he darted out of the warehouse. I clenched my teeth to avoid crying out in pain. Damon was groaning beside me. I dug the bullets out of my chest and stomach. Damon finished digging his own bullets out before I did and helped me to my feet again.

"You okay, little sis?" He asked. I looked down at my blood covered shirt and pants before raising my eyes to meet his.

"Fine and flipping dandy… Let's go home." We darted back to the boarding house together. I threw myself down on the couch with a moan as we got inside. Damon paced in front of me as he called Stefan.

"Logan Fell is a vampire and when I find him, I'm going to destroy him limb by limb!" Damon said as soon as Stefan picked up. I tuned in my vampire hearing to listen to Stefan on the other end.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Damon was already storming upstairs. I hopped off the couch and followed him just to listen to their conversation.

"No! I'm not okay! Little sis and I were ambushed… We were shot!" He complained as he walked into his own bedroom. He held the phone between his ear and his shoulder and ripped off his shirt. His chest was covered with his own blood, but he seemed to have healed completely.

"Now we're vengeful!" I said as I sat down on Damon's bed, knowing Stefan would be able to hear me.

"We just have to find him." Damon added. He looked over at me as he went to his closet to get another shirt. He mouthed 'don't get blood on my bed' to me. I rolled my eyes and stood up again. I darted into my room and in under a second had changed from my blood soaked clothes into a new tank top and jeans. I was still pulling another pair of leather boots as I came back into Damon's bedroom.

"Well, there's no need. He's here at the school." Stefan said.

"You're kidding me. Why…" I tuned out, ignoring Damon as I thought about that. Why would he want to be at the school? Then I remembered something. He had been talking about his ex-girlfriend at the warehouse and who was his ex-girlfriend? Jenna. I remembered Jeremy mentioning it to me casually. Who knew it would have come in handy?

"He's working the crowd." Stefan was saying when I tuned back into listen to Damon and him. Damon turned to me, a silent question in his eyes. I nodded.

"We'll be right there."

I darted to the school while Damon went back to the warehouse. I had no doubt in my mind he was going for one of Logan's guns with wooden bullets. I met Elena just outside the school.

"Where's Logan Fell?" I demanded, skipping any 'hey, how you been?' or 'it's great to see you' welcoming comments.

"He was giving Caroline a ride home according to Matt. Stefan just went after him." I turned to leave, but she grabbed my arm to stop me. I turned back, annoyed. Did she want me to go help or not?

"Please, don't let him hurt Caroline." She pleaded.

"I won't." I promised. She let of my arm and I darted off down the road. Logan's car was stopped not too far from the school. Damon had a gun pointed at Logan, who was on the ground. Stefan was right beside him.

"Get her out of here!" Damon told us, motioning towards the car. I got there before Stefan and opened the door. Caroline was unconscious, but didn't seem to be harmed beyond that. I moved aside so Stefan could grab her. Strong or not, I wasn't big enough to carry a seventeen year old girl. Damon grabbed Logan's phone from the car.

"Sheriff? Yeah, it's Damon. She's okay. I'm on Elm Street." Damon said. He looked towards us. We nodded and sped off towards her house. We couldn't get in since we had never been invited in, so Stefan gently placed her on the bench on the porch and sat beside her.

"I'll wait for her mom to get back. I'll come up with a cover story of some sort for why I didn't bring her in… Go find Damon and make sure he hasn't done something stupid." He told me.

"We left him alone with a dude that shot both of us with wooden bullets. Several times. And it's Damon. Of course he's done something stupid!" I reminded him. But I went off to go check on him anyway. He wasn't on the road anymore, but it was easy to track his scent. It led me to the old church. I groaned when I realized where I was. Damon turned as he heard me.

"Seriously? Why are you here again, Damon? And what did you do that Logan Fell guy?" I asked. He darted forward, covering the several yards between us in less than a second.

"Logan said that he can get into the tomb below church. He has another way besides the crystal." Damon told me, excitement in his eyes.

"Damon! Stop this! Katherine used you, Damon! You may have loved her, but she didn't love you! And Logan was probably just trying to keep you from killing him and he doesn't know how to get in!" I told him.

"How would he even know about it then, Beth? How do you explain that, huh?" He asked. His phone rang and he picked it up.

"Hello?"

"I just wanted to say thank you. I don't know how you did it." The sheriff's voice sounded pleasantly surprised on the other end.

"Um… Not following."

"We found Logan's body by the old Fell warehouse. He's been disposed of… He was hoarding victims, innocent victims…"

"What?"

"This town owes you so much, Damon. So do I." The sheriff hung up. Damon turned back to me in shock. I put a hand on his shoulder.

"He didn't know about the tomb under the church, Damon… He was lying to you." I tried to reassure him. The look on his face showed that he didn't believe me. Suddenly, he spun around.

"Did you hear that? It sounded like a car crash and Elena screaming…" He said. We exchanged a look and then sped off towards the road.

A/N So how is everyone liking the story so far? In later episodes of the season I'll be having more scenes for Beth that wasn't in the TV show. And what do you guys think about her dating Jeremy instead of Bonnie and Jeremy dating?