I thought I'd get this out to you guys before the start of second season of Vampire Diaries. It starts at 8/7c. =) For the record, I can't remember the exact layout of the Boarding house, so if I have any fails at any point, feel free to point it out when you review.

Bella

"Stefan? ...Stefan? ...are you there?" I called out. I had been walking these halls for a long time, but at the end of each hall, there was no exit.

I heard a mysterious noise, but ignored it while trying to find my way out. As I turned a corner, I heard it again. Shuffling. I looked around, but couldn't see anything.

My footsteps were loud as I went on.

The lights went out, causing me to jump and look around hurridly. The only light coming from a door to my left.

"Stefan...?" The door had a small, window, but it was covered with something, so I went against my better judgement and reached for the handle, startled by how cold it was. It took more effort than it should've and with a creak, the door opened.

The room was dark, and I put my hand on the wall to try and find a light switch, meeting only bare wall until my fingertips touched something soft. Suddenly, the lights were back on, and I screamed. Before me were tortured and bloody bodies one hung on the wall by chains that I had touched, some body parts strewn around the floor.

"Beautiful? Isn't it. It's my favorite work of art...so far." A sickly sweet voice whispered into my ear. I whipped around to come face to face with Victoria. Gasping, I stepped back, my feet slipping on a puddle of blood as the dark woman crept forward. "All it still needs..." She paused, smirking. "Is you."

I screamed, thrashing as she grabbed onto me.

"Bella!" I jumped up, trying to get away from Victoria when I realized that I was in Stefan's room, in his bed, and currently in his arms. "Shh...You're fine... It's okay." He whispered while one of his hands soothingly rubbed my back, and I melted into his comforting hold.

I took in a shuddering breath of his scent and let it out, my face buried in his chest.

"Can you tell me about it?" He asked quietly.

I took another breath. "It was... her. There were bodies- and blood-...the blood was everywhere." I couldn't stop the small tears that began to fall down my cheeks.

Stefan gently wiped them away. "I'm so sorry, Bella... When the time comes, we'll fight, and we'll get her. Damon has already said that he's in if it comes down to a battle."

"No! You can't. You wont be strong enough, you wont win! Victoria will kill you!" I cried, putting my head on his shoulder.

There was a knock on the door, surprisingly even catching Stefan off-guard.

"Y-yes?" I called out.

"May I come in?" Jasper's voice came from the other side.

I looked up at Stefan, who nodded. "Go ahead."

When he came in, Stefan's grip on me tightened at the sight of his dark eyes. I couldn't help but worry a little; The only time I had seen Jasper this angry, was when James was after me.

"Did you say Victoria?" He asked, even though he could hear me clearly from anywhere in the house. I nodded slowly.

"She's after me, Jasper. She must know that I'm still alive, and she'll stop at nothing to get me. Shes building a...an army. Newborns, I think." At "army" Jasper's back straightened, suddenly looking ready to kick ass.

"How do you know this?" He asked, his voice taking on a new tone, sounding every much a military man. I pulled out of Stefan's arms, scooting to the edge of the bed to let my legs dangle.

"Damon has seen it." Stefan said, his focus on Jasper, ensuring that if he did anything, that he'd be ready to protect me, just in case.

"I see. And you plan to fight them?" Somehow knowing that this conversation was now only between the two, I got up and walked out, going into my room to use the bathroom and change.

After putting on a grey "The Clash" t-shirt and comfortable jeans, I walked out, only to discover that they had moved from Stefan's room to the kitchen. They both looked up when I walked in and straight over to the fridge. I was relieved to see that Jasper's posture had lessened and his eyes were back to normal, though he still looked tense. Stefan was still in his white wife-beater and p.j. bottoms, and he was leaning against the island. I pulled out the jug of milk and went to a cabinet to get a cup. As I poured the milk and put it back, I could feel their eyes on me. Taking a sip, I turned around.

"Why do you guys insist on following my every move?" I asked, semi-jokingly. They both smiled.

"What can I say, you're fascinating." Stefan laughed.

I smiled back at them and walked over to hug Stefan, setting my cup on the table. "Good to know."

We sat around for half an hour, talking, and I realized just how natural it felt to have Jasper around, even with Stefan here. He seemed to belong. At this thought, I looked at him, knowing that he felt everything. I had never seen a smile as big as he was smiling now come from him. He had to feel it too.

Jasper looked out towards the living room a second before the doorbell rang, and I cocked my head to the side, looking that way.

"Go ahead and get it Bella. It's not Damon or Elena." Stefan told me grinning. Shooting him a confused look, I got up and walked to the front door.

I don't know why I surprised to see Bonnie standing there.

"I'm so sorry about yesterday!" She said quickly, expecting me to shout at her.

"It's alright, Bonnie. Trust me." I could practically feel the relief rolling off of her as she launched herself forward to hug me, making me laugh.

"I was so worried that you'd leave. But...now that you know, I wont have to keep my own secret from you..." I arched an eyebrow at this.

"What secret? You aren't a vampire..." I paused. I had known something wasn't normal about her, but hadn't thought about it until now.

"Nope, I'm fully alive." She lightly joked, but bit her lip. "I'm...well...Bella...I'm a witch."

Alice

I missed Jasper. Not even Christian Audigier's newest line could distract me from my husband. The last I had seen of him, he had been in Kentucky, but that was days ago.

Thinking of him, I willed a vision to me, but it took a lot of effort, which confused me.

Jasper was sitting on a table in a kitchen. 'A kitchen?' With two other people. Both were blurred out. He smiled at the shorter of the two and then looked suddenly somewhere out of view.

He was with someone, possibly humans... and I didn't get a time of it, so...it was happening now? How was that possible?

I quickly pulled out my phone and pressed "2" speed-dialing his number.

Okay, short again, I know. I really need to work on making these longer, but it seems that it wont work unless I cut it off at points to give you more story for the next chapter. I guess this one was more of another filler. If chapter 13 isn't longer than the past two chapters together, you guys have permission to yell at me.

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