A/N: I understand it's been a long time since I've uploaded, but hey- I had and still have some things going on. Plus, I had that writer's block, in how to do the chapters. But it's done now and here I am, updating. Sorry for the long wait- hope you enjoy the chapter.

Note: The Vampire Diaries – Post 'The Descent' 2X12
Good News: I finally caught up and waiting for the new SPN episode.

Disclaimer: I need no more disclaimers, you do already know I already own my Non-Canons and the plot-partly.

Previously…

"Mara...Can you- Can you see this? Who's that crazy guy..?" Sam stopped the car in front of the body which seemed as confused as I was. I leaned closer to the dashboard and peeked, eyes widening and jaw dropping in utter shock as I murmured breathlessly, starring at the young man lying in the middle of the road, gazing aimlessly at the sky.

"This is a bad joke; this is a very, very bad joke…"

Chapter Eleven:

Mara's POV:

I starred at that familiar face, seeing it clearly in the dark while I knew Sam didn't. I narrowed my eyes slowly as the head twisted to look at the car now, and the familiar blue eyes met mine. Familiar? Twin blues. Exact copy of mine, but lifeless…sad. I sighed into my seat and reached for the door quickly.

"Mara! Where are you going?" Sam asked franticly, yet in hushed tone as he reached for his door as well. I glanced back at him over my shoulder and shook my head quickly. He shouldn't be out of the car…Damon might hurt him. His brows pulled down in confusion as his hand rested hesitatingly on the door handle.

I exhaled aloud and slammed the door shut, speeding to his side without hesitation. I stood over the body, my head tilted as I waited for that head to turn and face me, as I waited for any movement.

All I did was blink, and I felt hard wood slam against my back. Or was I slammed into it? I winced and looked up at those furious, angry blues. Yet, they were sad and distant. My own father had his hand around my neck, ready to snap it with any movement or sound. I strained against my throat to blurt out as I struggled to push him away. How ironic.

"Da- Damon! Let go of me!" I growled out as I glared up at him. It took him a moment to stare at me…and I could've sworn I saw his eyes light with realization. His grip around my neck was gone and I dropped to the ground, crouching down onto my feet as my eyes shot towards the car…Sam wasn't in it, though I could clearly hear his heartbeat, somewhere.

I averted my gaze to Damon, who was looking down at me in shock. His lips were moving, but I heard nothing but those sounds, growls. Then he whispered silently, "Jazmin."

"What?" My mouth dropped in shock as I stared up at him. "You know me? But...How?" I stuttered my words out, utterly confused.

"Of course I know you!" He exclaimed as his hands fisted at his side. His voice dropped, so low that even I barely caught what he said. "You're my daughter."

I didn't move now, not an inch. None at all. He knew me, as his daughter. He knew. I couldn't believe it.

But so suddenly, Damon growled aloud and his body dropped to the ground limply. In his shoulder was an empty syringe of vervain, and behind him stood Sam. Sam quickly leapt over his body and crouched beside me, shaking my shoulder quietly as I stared at Damon's body. His voice seemed so distant, yet it was there. "Mara..? Mara, are you okay?"

"He knew..." I managed to whisper as I swallowed thickly, turning to look at Sam now. My tone rose, to anger. "He knew!"

"He knew what, Mara?" Sam asked confused as he lightly rested his palm on my shoulder. I grit my teeth quietly and turned to look at Damon again, feeling the deep growls in my chest rising as I hissed. "He knew me. He knew my name. And he knew I'm his daughter."

The silence was killing afterwards. Sam said nothing and neither did I. It was the ironic silent music of the nightly crickets. I slowly stood to my feet and stepped towards him.I knelt down and removed the syringe, throwing it away into the bushes as I lifted one arm and place it over my shoulder. Sam quietly did the same with the other and we dragged him into the car's backseat.

"Now what?" I asked, as I looked up at Sam, even trying to calm myself for a bit. But I couldn't, I was furious. He knew he had daughter, and never did he ever think of at least lifting the phone for a call. What was I then, an animal? I scoffed silently at my thought as I folded my arms over my chest and looked away into the dark forest.

Sam shifted quietly, "You should search his pockets for a phone or so. Call the last contact he did."

"Bet it's another lady..." I rolled my eyes but reached into the car to pat over his jacket pockets, until I felt the rigid structure of a phone. I reached into the pocket and pulled it out, sliding away from him now and handing the phone to Sam. He reached for it and eyed me quizzically. I shrugged and nodded.

As Sam flipped through the log, I wandered away from the car for a moment. I could still hear Sam, so I knew he would be okay. But at this very moment, my mind was in chaos. Complete chaos. He knew I existed, and he knew I was his daughter…but he still never told me. But, mother said he didn't know…

I looked up at the night sky for a moment, shoving my hands into my pockets. I sighed and looked down again, glancing over my shoulder as Sam shut the phone quietly and I sped to his side, speaking quietly. "What did you find?"

He jumped a step away from me, and looked down to face me. He huffed, pulling his hand down across his whole face. "Jesus, Mara. Don't do that. Yes, his brother is coming…I think his name was Stefan."

"Brother? Does that mean he's a vampire as well? What did you tell him?" I asked, lifting a brow now as I folded my arms over my chest.

"I told him we found this guy on the road. I…you think he was lying?" Sam looked down at me now, his expression alert.

"You're the one who was talking; did you sense any difference in his tone?" I asked now, glancing momentarily at Damon's still yet limp body. I nodded to myself quietly and averted my gaze to the ground.

"Mara?" Sam asked. I glanced up at him through my lashes, lifting my brows and huffed, resting my arms at my side now.

"Let's just wait and see, I'm sure he wouldn't lie. Nevertheless, we're here to save the doppelganger. That's all." I said quietly, running a hand through my hair as I paced around the car.

Again, I was slammed against the car trunk with both my arms pinned by my head. I groaned in pain and blinked for clear vision as I saw a pair of hazel eyes in front of me, and messy blonde-like hair.

"What do you want with the doppelganger?" asked the mysterious person furiously. I tried slipping my hands out of that grip, but it was solid- like Damon's.

"We're here to save her. We're here to keep her safe…she's a seal." I choked out as I lifted my feet to kick that vampire away from me. I thanked the god silently for remembering to have some blood after we left the airport. I landed down onto the ground and stood straight, looking around for Sam who was already armed with another vervain syringe.

I heard the other vampire crash into another tree, not far away from us. I stayed on my guard, crouching as I scanned the dark street with frantic eyes.

"Seal…what seal?" asked the voice now, much calmer.

"What? Now, you wanna talk?" I couldn't help but reply sarcastically as I stayed in my stance. The vampire approached me now, both palms raised in the air. I eyed them closely and straightened a bit, stepping back to stay by Sam's side.

"Who are you?" Sam asked quietly.

"The question here is; who are you?" said that other vampire. I tilted my head as I scanned through his mind. I frowned, a bit confused at what I saw. Why was Damon in this boy's mind? Could he be…

"Stefan Salvatore." I spoke the name out loud as I heard it through the vampire's, Stefan's, mind.

"That happens to be me." Stefan said now, pulling his brows down in confusion. Suddenly, a force pushed me out of his mind and blocked it from me. I lowered my head not to show my wince, and nodded quietly.

"Hello Brother, I see you met my daughter." I heard Damon's familiar voice, somehow groggy, and snapped my head towards the car where he stood supporting himself against the car.

"Daughter?" Stefan stuttered as his stare shifted between me and Damon. It settled at me for a moment. "You're Damon's daughter?"

I turned my head away and suppressed a scoff as I rolled my eyes. "Sadly, true."

"And you are?" Damon asked, probably directing his words to Sam. I could've sworn I heard that twinge of protectiveness in his voice. I turned my head back to look at him as I lifted a hand to place it in Sam's, trying to make them as visible as possible to him. I felt Sam's eyes above my head, and held back my own dark chuckle then.

I smirked slightly, "This is Sam Winchester. He's my friend.And we're here to protect the doppelganger. Period."

"Protect the…doppelganger? Aren't we doing that?" Stefan asked now, clearly confused.

"Yeah, like we told you. She's a seal. The sixty-six seals." Sam said quietly, nodding.

"You've got to be kidding me!" Damon rolled his eyes and rolled onto the balls of his feet. I lifted a confused brow as he eyed me for a moment. His stare was…concerned. I looked away and frowned. Isn't that the guy who knew I existed ever since God knows how long? Why do I feel like he is treating me like he raised me?

"What sixty-six seals, Damon?" Stefan turned to him now.

"The sixty-six seals to Lucifer's cage. The devil's cage. The Apocalypse...I can't believe this is happening." Damon rolled his eyes again and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Wait, how do you know about that?" Sam asked now, standing straight as he eyed him with shock.

Damon's eyes settled on me once again as he hesitated for an answer. "I don't think here is the best place to talk."

The four of us shared confused glances when Stefan nodded in agreement, "Let's go to the boarding house."

I stepped over the threshold slowly as I looked around into the extra-cozy room, like lobby. I wrapped my arms around myself, something deep in my chest ached. Because I knew that somehow, I would've been raised in a real house. I felt Sam's arm wrap around my shoulder as he pulled me into his side. I sighed and looked down as he led me ahead.

I heard quick steps, running down the stairs. Light quick steps, a girl- the doppelganger?

I looked up curiously as a tall slim girl descended the stairs quickly, her brown hair falling straight to her waist as she quickly walked towards Stefan and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face into his shoulder. I heard her soft yet confident voice clearly, "Thank God you're okay…"

I glanced over at Damon, as he was rolling his eyes. But when I kept staring at him, I could see sadness in his eyes as he looked at both of them. It was impossible for me to get access into their minds, the three of them. And I wouldn't hurt my head trying, so I waited.

After the girl stepped away from Stefan, she eyed us, Sam and me, with curiosity and cautiousness. Stefan turned to us as he wrapped a protective arm around her waist and pulled her to him. Then he looked at me, "Mara..? True?"

I swallowed and nodded quietly, waiting for him to introduce that girl.

"This is Elena Gilbert. She's the doppelganger, and she's my girlfriend. Elena, this is Mara…and Sam" Stefan said quietly as he smiled at her, gesturing his hand at us as he spoke. I tilted my head as my brows shot in amusement…I wondered how can a human and a vampire- fall in love.

Elena smiled softly at me, still yet cautious. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mara…Sam." She gave each of us a quiet nod.

"Okay! Are we done with the lovey-dovey moments?" Damon spoke out loud, as sarcastic as he paced between us. He glanced at me, a bit tad too serious "I think it's time for you to explain."

I lifted my brow and almost started speaking when Sam tapped my shoulder and started speaking himself. "For starters, I think everyone here has to know the basis about…the apocalypse? Lucifer..?"

The five of us exchanged meaningful looks. The five of us knew this wasn't going to be a good conversation.

"You mean the whole end of the world..the devil thing? Of course, but it's not real!" Elena replied as she chuckled shakily, eying us for a second. She then glanced back at Stefan, "It's not real...is it? It can't be real."

"Vampires are real, and so are werewolves...so why not?" I spoke up, folding my arms over my chest. "Demons do exist, Elena. And angels do as well. And so much many creatures that I don't think any of you would know of."

"And you do?" Damon asked, hoisting a brow. My eyes shot to stare at him for a moment before I replied quickly. "Yes, I do. I learned a lot on my own."

The room went silent for that short moment before Sam cleared his throat, "Anyways, someone is breaking the seals to Lucifer's cage, and if he's free...I'd rather not think of that now."

"Okay then, what does this have to do with Elena?" Stefan asked, shifting his eyes between the Sam and me. I looked up at Sam and back at Stefan.

"Well, the Petrova doppelganger is a seal. It is to be broken; someone is coming here to break it. And by break it I mean..." Sam let his voice trail off silently.

"Kill me." Elena acknowledged, speaking confidently then she sighed. Stefan glanced down at her then back at us with a frown carved onto his face. "Do you have any idea who will be here?"

"Actually, I may have a guess or two." Sam said quietly, nodding. I glanced up at him and tilted my head, thinking of who he may have in mind. Sam had me shut from his mind though, I frowned. "I'm not sure yet, I'll tell you later." He muttered under his breath and I nodded.

"Stefan, I have to go home...Jenna called an hour ago." Elena said as she glanced at him. He nodded quietly and glanced at us. "We'll talk about this soon enough, when I'm back." Sam and I nodded in unison, and Stefan had Elena at his side as they left the room- the house.

"I'll go find us a motel to stay at." Sam said as he stepped back. I almost followed him but he shook his head and brought something from his pocket to hand it to me, a phone. Not a phone though, it was my phone. "I fixed it. I'll call you when I find one, won't take too long."

He headed to the door and left me standing alone. Oh no..Not alone, but with Damon.

I shoved the phone into my jacket's pocket as well as my own hands. I glanced around at the house before muttering under my breath, "This is a good house, don't you think?"

I spied him over my shoulder as he stood there, gaze lowered to the ground. I scoffed and rolled my eyes, looking ahead again before making my way to the door. "I'll wait outside."

Suddenly he was standing in front of me, blocking me from the door. I rolled my eyes and exhaled aloud."What now?"

"Won't you at least let me explain?" he asked, folding his arms over his chest.

"No. There's not much to be explained, you had a daughter and you abandoned her. That's perfectly normal. You're not the first male to do so, and you won't definitely be the last." I eyed him coldly as I canted my head to the side.

"It wasn't a choice." He muttered as he turned his face away.

"I don't- wait, what do you mean by 'It wasn't a choice'?" I asked, lifting both brows in confusion now.

"Your mother she...wouldn't let me see you." He said then, swallowing quickly before he glanced down at me.

"You're a vampire. You could've easily not done that. What would she have done- stake you? Please!" I tried stepping around him but he blocked my path again. I sighed in frustration.

"Trust me, its worse. You wouldn't understand." He snapped back at me.

"Then do explain to me cause if you haven't noticed yet dad, I'm not a kid anymore!" I glared up at him, and I could feel my eyes sting with tears. I didn't want them falling now; not now.

"It's complicated." He nodded quietly. And at that same moment, the phone buzzed in my pocket. I almost laughed at the irony then I glanced back at him. "Let me leave. I don't want to be here, now."

He sighed and stepped aside. I didn't hesitate at leaving the room as quick as possible. I stopped at the porch steps and shut my eyes tightly, feeling those tears roll down my cheeks slowly. I brought my newly fixed phone from my pocket and glanced at the message Sam sent.

I nodded to myself quietly as I speeded in the way Sam had led me too, letting the tears dry away onto my face. It was going be an awkward stay here in Mystic Falls. Awkward.

Dean's POV:

My feet were shaking as the slams got stronger against the door. I gritted my teeth and held the door with my arms, pushing against it as strong as I can. My eyes kept shooting to the basement momentarily. I exhaled heavily as I shut my eyes tight.

I saw the inside of my lids go red, and I didn't dare open my eyes. As far as I know, it could've been an angel, and from what Mia told me…I wasn't going to risk my eyes. So stayed there and I just kept holding the door, muttering silent prayers under my breath.

The banging stopped. As suddenly as it started, it had stopped. I snapped my eyes open and glanced around, listening intently to anything that might come up. I shot glances across the room, still holding the door.

I waited for complete ten minutes before I stepped away from the door. I had my hands over the shotgun at the back of my jeans as I cautiously turned to face the door, pacing backwards. It didn't move; there was nothing to be heard.

With no more cautious thinking, I sprinted towards the basement door. Although I saw nothing but pitch black, I jogged down the stairs quickly, calling out on the top of my lungs. "Lisa! Ben! Mia! Come out, they're gone now!"

I stopped when my feet hit flat ground and glanced around, on hope for seeing anything. I called for them, again and again, but I heard no replies from anyone. I heard steps behind me, and quickly turned around, gun in hand and ready to shoot.

"Hello Dean" I heard Castiel's familiar voice and sighed in frustration, lowering my gun then.

"What the hell, Cas? Don't do that!" I glanced around quickly, looking for him- looking for them. "What happened? Where are they?"

"They're at Mia's house. Apparently, whoever is trying to break this seal, is putting perfect attention on Lisa and Ben Braeden. They were watched." He spoke calmly. I gave up on searching the dark room and just stood there.

"So you're tellin' me…that whoever is breaking this seal, wants to break it by killin' Lisa and Ben?" I asked now, my mind going overdrive at the thought that they might be alone. Mia couldn't protect them; she couldn't even get us outta here. I doubted their safety at this very moment.

"That's what I said." That was the fantastic reply Castiel came up with.

I waited as I counted the seconds before I snapped, "Well, get us to where they are already, Cas! Damn it!"

Something touched my forehead then, and I blinked to open my eyes into a very different, unfamiliar living room. I squinted into the space ahead as my vision cleared and glanced aside to Cas who was just standing beside me silently. I lifted my brow and averted away my stare then to look for anyone.

My eyes settled at Lisa, who was curled up on a couch with Ben cradled into her arms. I paced towards her cautiously and she glared up at me, even edging away. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose, cursing under my breath. I then whispered quietly, "Are you okay? Is he okay?"

She lifted her brows and even scoffed, "Yes, Dean. We are perfectly fine. I was just attacked in my own house then I got magically transported here, God knows how that friend of yours did it." She whispered at me angrily. "So yes, we're great."

I stared at her blankly for a moment before muttering, "And where's Mia now?"

"Upstairs." She nodded towards the stairs and hugged Ben close to her as she twisted away from me. I sighed and glanced back at Castiel, who nodded to me quietly.

I made my way to the stairs and went up them quietly, glancing aside as the second floor got into my eye sight. My eyes rested on a small person, curled up tightly against the wall. I knew it was Mia instantly. She had her knees hugged tightly against her chest as she rested her head against them, with her hand over head- mostly shielding it.

I knelt beside her quietly and cautiously touched her shoulder, "Mia? Are you okay?"

Her head moved slowly, and I heard a silent 'yes'. I frowned. That reply was nowhere near sincere. "Look at me, and tell me you're fine."

She lifted her head slowly, and glanced at me through her hair. I could see her face though, and I never believed I could ever see her so vulnerable. This was no where close to when her sister had brought her to Bobby's. This was…worse.

"Yes, Dean. I'm fine." She muttered quietly as she turned her head away. "There are two guest rooms, go ahead and rest, you and Lisa." Her hand had gestured ahead into the hallway. I glanced at the rooms she pointed at then back at her in disbelief.

"And what are you going to do?" I asked now, and expecting the answer.

She slowly let go of her knees and supported her hands against the ground and the wall as she stood up to her feet. She stumbled but I quickly had a hand at her elbow to support her up. She regained her own balance quickly and reached to pull her hair back as she glanced back up at me, "I have to go with Castiel. We've got to keep you protected and stop whoever is breaking the seal."

I rolled my eyes, just what I thought. I looked down at her and spoke sternly. "I can't bite my tongue anymore. You will, to be honest, do us no good in this state of yours. So I suggest you get yourself some decent rest while Castiel and I do some guard duty."

"But-"

"Sorry, little miss angel lady, no buts." I shoved an arm beneath her own as the other got beneath her knees to hoist her up. I looked down at her and smirked, "Where's your room?"

"It's the- you can let me down, I'm not crippled" She narrowed her eyes skeptically and eyed me silently. Though, I kept an eye on the hand she had held towards the direction of the room, supposedly hers. I just simply and silently walked towards it, pushing the door open with my foot. "Do some respect to the presence of the room's owner, at least." She muttered.

I rolled my eyes and placed her down on the bed, "Rest, Mia. Rest."

I never gave her a chance to speak as I quietly left the room, pulling the door shut as I did so. I placed a hand against my side as I lowered my head, pinching the bridge of my nose; one down, two more to go.

I descended the stairs quickly, and the room looked in the same exact state I had left it. I glanced at Lisa, who had been eying Cas with an attentive stare. But I could clearly see her lids were falling shut. I glanced at Cas, who was in the same position I last saw him. If this situation wasn't so ugly, I would've laughed my ass off.

"C'mon, Lis. There are guest rooms for you and Ben to rest in. Cas and I will stay up, no worries." I said quietly, softly to Lisa as I knelt down in front of her. I tried to keep my tone calm, to reassure her, and it was working.

She nodded quietly and I reached to take Ben from her, hitching him up so his head was rested on my shoulder as he slept soundly. I wrapped my other hand around Lisa's waist and supported her all the way to the stairs, and so on as we ascended.

I left Lisa for a moment as I reached for the door's knob, twisting it shortly and pushing the door opened. I stood at the entrance for a moment as I eyed the room. It didn't quiet look like a guest room to me. It was more…fancy. I shrugged quietly and wrapped my arms around Lisa again, walking into the room.

I made sure she and Ben were okay before I left the room, leaving them sleeping quietly; mission accomplished.

I went back to the living room, and Cas was still standing there. I chuckled darkly, "Cas, sit down."

He glanced at me for a moment before crashing onto a couch chair. I placed my palm on my face and pulled it down along my face, shaking my head as I headed for the couch Lisa was sitting at. I sat down, keeping my knees apart as I leaned my elbows against them and put my face in my hands.

"Cas, what took you so long- back there at Lisa's house?" I asked as I looked at him through my fingers.

"The house was protected with an Enochian inscription, angels couldn't come across that. Someone didn't wasn't us in that house." He replied quietly as he kept looking around in…wonder? I rolled my eyes.

"But Mia could enter it…and you came into the basement eventually." I looked at him now, confused.

"Mia is not fully an angel. She has accessibility to things that other angels lack. You should've known that." He lifted his brows at me as he canted his head to the side, "And as a reply to your other question, that underground room had no protection. That is why Mia was able to transport Lisa and Ben Braeden from there. And it was where I could enter the house."

"Oh..." I nodded quietly as I glanced up at the ceiling, leaning back against the couch's backrest. I sighed tiredly and contemplated the idea of calling Sam now. But I doubted he'd have time to talk, so I decided to delay that until the sun rises.

This was going to be a long night.

A/N: There- what do you think?
I tried, as much as I can, not to leave out anyone in this chapter. That's probably the lot of what I can say. So I need more reviews to boost up my next update, you can guess what will be in the next chapter. Again, I'm sorry for the long wait.