STEFAN'S POV

The door slammed and I looked up to see Damon walk in with a cocky grin on his face.

"So guess what." he said like a giddy teenage girl.

I rolled my eyes.

"Elena doesn't seem to have a problem with my…appetite at all." he said. "As long as I'm okay."

Right, I thought to myself. But I had to ignore that because I had even bigger news.

"I know how she is related to Katherine." I said.

He looked up at me, when I said Katherine.

"I have been searching for any possible leads all day." I said slamming down a folder onto the massive stack that covered the coffee table.

"Ooo Detective Stefan." he said reaching for his scotch.

"Seriously Damon." I said. "She is Katherine's Great Great Granddaughter."I said.

He looked up at me with shocked eyes.

"I didn't think it would be that close to her." he mumbled.

"Of course it is close to her." I said. "She could practically be her twin."

He rolled his eyes. "You know what I mean."

"Are you sure?" he asked.

I ran my hand through my hair.

"I think." I said. "But Elena might have been adopted."

His mouth fell open, right as he swallowed a gulp of scotch.

"Her name is Isobel." I said. "She is Katherine's Great Granddaughter."

"Well talk about a family reunion." he sighed.

"How are we supposed to tell her?" he asked.

I shook my head. "I don't know, but we have to."

"Well I don't want to just say 'Hey Elena so you were adopted and your mother is Katherine's Great Granddaughter'." he said.

"We can tell her what we think but I might be wrong." I said. "But we still have to tell her."

"Oh joy." he mumbled into his glass taking the last sip.

ELENA'S POV

"Great, Great Granddaughter." I whispered.

That seems impossible. Adoption?

I head started to spin and I felt Damon's hands try and soothe me.

My whole life was a lie. Everything I had been brought up to believe was all a lie.

Everyone had lied to me. Aunt Jenna…she lied.

I felt betrayed by everyone in my family.

"Her name was Isobel." Stefan said.

I looked up at him with sad eyes and he looked back at me. His face was full of love and pitty. All I wanted was to hug him. I had become good friends with Stefan and right now I needed a friend. The only people who hadn't betrayed me were Damon and Stefan. I needed them now more than ever. They were like my support system.

"We're not sure yet, but we still think you should know." Damon said. "So don't do anything drastic and it would be best kept hush hush." he added.

I nodded my head brushing away the tears that slid down my face.

I felt like a baby. I didn't want them to see me cry.

I swallowed and I felt Damon's arms wrap around me. I clutched onto him never wanting to let go.

"I'll be fine." I mumbled into his chest.

When he let go I had soaked his shirt with my tears.

"I'm sorry." I said.

He smiled.

"It's just a shirt." he said.

I felt myself smile.

"If you would like to stay with me." Damon said. "You are welcome."

"Here." I asked wiping away the last of the tears.

He nodded.

I looked towards Stefan.

"You're welcome any time Elena." he said.

"I couldn't just im-"

Damon cut me off.

"There is a spare room that you can stay in." he said. "Or you can stay with me if you like."

I smiled.

"Thank you guys." I said. "But I'm not sure my Aunt Jenna with let me stay here." I said. "She hasn't even met you guys yet."

Damon nodded.

"The offer still stands." Stefan said.

"Thank you." I said.

I couldn't help but love them even more. Damon was amazing, someone I could see myself grow old with. I know it sounds crazy but it's the truth, except with him i would just be me growing old, unless….

I shook that thought from my head. And Stefan, Stefan had become one of my best friends. He listens good and whenever I need to talk about anything he is there.

I may not have my biological family, but I still had them. Forever and always, or at least I hoped.

DAMON'S POV

I sat in my room. There was nothing to do. I was trying to be a better person and not harm as many humans as possible. And if you're thinking it is because of what Stefan thinks it's not. It's about Elena. I want her to know that I'm not just some leech.

That even though I had feed on human blood I cared about her and would never hurt her. I heard the front door slam and I ran down at inhuman speed.

There Elena stood. With tears in her eyes she was standing next to a suit case. Her brown hair was matted and wet from the tears that surrounded her face and her cheekbones were bright red. She tried to wipe them away with her shaking hand.

"Damon." she cried.

I was there, at her side in a heartbeat. I had my arms wrapped around her protectively and she clutched onto my with dear life. I felt her tears slide down my shirtless torso as she cried.

"Shh shh." I tried to soothe her. "What's wrong?"

She just cried.

I held her tighter and pushed the hair from her face.

She looked up at me. Her brown eyes were full of sadness.

"It's Jeremy and Jenna." she cried. "They just died in a car accident."