Damon

He looked at the girl lying next to him and mentally shook himself. He'd heard everything she'd said about him. He'd had no idea how torn she really was. He thought she'd been protecting Stefan because she was too nice or some shit like that.

He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer, waking her with kisses against her face. She giggled and used her vampire speed to straddle him, taking complete advantage of him.

She was dressed in only his shirt and looked almost unbearably sexy in it.

He almost decided against using his vampire speed and pinning her but thought better of it.

In seconds she was pinned beneath him, fighting against his century old strength.

She smirked in what looked like a very evil way before kissing her way from his lips to his neck; down his chest; his stomach. He flipped them over again so she was on top of him. She smiled and winked before pulling him up.

This was what he had wanted with Katherine. Friendship. Ease. Laughter. And everything else; passion, adventure, danger, all-consuming love.

"I think she'll leave." He knew she was talking about Caroline. He nodded in agreement. "She's stronger than I am, she wont be scared to take that chance." She chuckled and he prodded her.

"Will we leave?" Her question caught him off guard. He thought she'd want to stay here with Jeremy and Bonnie and Matt... She would actually consider leaving?

He smiled brightly. "You want to?"

She laughed and stretched out dramatically. "Take me to see the world, Damon!"

He tickled her mercilessly but of course it wasn't as good on vampires as they didn't need to breath so they couldn't struggle for breath.

"Can't breath!" He smirked but didn't cease his tickling.

"You don't need to breath, Gilbert! You're dead!" She burst out laughing before using her vampire speed to flash to the other side of the room.

He was up in a flash, speeding after her to catch her.

She was downstairs in moments, seeking refuge behind his favourite lamp. He grabbed her suddenly and hoisted her over his shoulder.

"Do you give?" He would win. He was a little competitive...

"NEVER!"

"Can you guys keep it in the bedroom?"

Stefan's cynical voice cut through the atmosphere. To him it changed instantly but to Elena it hadn't seemed to change.

"Doubt it." He struggled to keep his laughter in at her flippant tone.

"She needs a leash this one." She smack him and bit his shoulder making him desperate for her.

"At least I'm house trained."

"HEY!"

"Really? I'm right here?" Stefan once again cut in. Clearly he hadn't picked up on the fact that they were ignoring him.

"No way? Hey, 'Lens, did you know Stefan is standing right there?" He pointed to where Stefan was.

"Nope." Then she kissed his sweetly. "He must of left." She kissed him again. And again.

They were definitely going to the bedroom if he had his own way.

Stefan stalked out of the room while Elena collapsed into peals of laughter.

He waited no longer before attacking her with kisses. She responded enthusiastically before racing to his bedroom with him closely behind. They barely shut the door before they were attacking each other's clothes.

Their tongues met tongue; fangs met fang; heart met heart. Their heart-stopping display of passion could have set the world alight. Not that they would have cared.

Caroline

She could do this. Deep breaths.

She was waiting at the Grill for Tyler to appear. She had made her choice. She would always love Tyler but she needed to get out, be free, explore the world, and Klaus could grant her that.

"Caroline?"

She whirled around, happiness seeping through her at having Tyler back but it didn't change anything.

"I love you Tyler." The words sounded ominous. Wrong.

"Why does it feel like there's a 'but' at the end of that sentence?" His voice was wary; his eyes guarded.

She opened her mouth and closed it several times. How could she put what she was feeling into words?

This had to be fast, she was going to Elena's. Spending one night away from the supernatural. She had never been one to be bashful. She was blunt, to the point – some people would say she was a bitch but she personally never saw harm in telling the truth.

"I'm leaving, Tyler. I love you, but I need to see the world, get away. I need to live."

His face flashed with pain before turning to a cold, hard mask of no emotions.

"With Klaus."

Silence. She wouldn't lie to him, but that didn't make the next word any easier.

"Yes."

No reply. Tyler spun suddenly and walked out of the Grill. Out of her life.

It had been different. There had been no epic goodbye or mind-numbing heartbreak. It was final. It was goodbye.

Yes, she was sad. He had been such a large part of her life but could someone else be something more? A friend, a brother, a protector or a lover.

Bonnie

She needed to end this, but could she? She loved her best friends, they had been there for her through everything and she had abandoned them when they needed her most.

Her entire being, her entire soul, was dedicated to protecting the balance of nature.

What do you do when you find out you're a witch?

What do you do when your best friend is dating a vampire?

What about when you're best friend is a doppelgänger?

And you're other best friend? What about when she turns into a vampire; an abomination of nature – something that is her duty to destroy.

What about when you fall in love with a boy who is brought back to life with the ability to communicate with ghosts?

What about when you're friend goes through heartbreak and falls for another vampire?

When your witch mother has the essence of her soul destroyed by the vampire who is in love with her best friend?

She didn't know what to do but she knew what not do to.

She had turned away from her best friends, the people who had been there her entire life.

She had to explain herself.

A witch has a duty, a soul-deep duty imprinted into her to keep the balance of good and evil. Some witches ignore their duty, they have a switch too. Instead of turning off emotions it turns off the pain a witch feels when they give into evil.

Some give in to the evil – to protect those they love; like her mother.

Some ignore everything. They bottle up their power and let it overwhelm them.

Then there was her.

Where did she stand?

She couldn't be classed as good after everything she had done. She had hurt so many people, Damon multiple times, but never truly understood why she was doing it.

She turned off the engine and looked at Elena's house, memories flashing through her mind of the times they had spent there.

She sighed in defeat and determination. She had to do this.

She knocked on the door softly, her heart pounding.

She heard Elena cheer and call out.

"Care! PIZZA!"

The thought made her heart hurt but she only blamed herself. She'd distanced herself and forced the two of them closer.

The door swung open to see a smiling Elena, a genuine smile was one her face. It was one she had worn since she had turned but she'd never had the chance to experience it.

The smile slid off her face and her eyes were guarded.

"I'm sorry."

Caroline appeared at the door, shocked by her voice. It had been so long since the three of them had been anywhere near each other. It was strange and unfamiliar.

Elena sighed and opened the door wider, silently inviting her in.

"I'm sorry." She repeated as a tear threatened to spill over.

Caroline and Elena exchanged looks before enfulging her in a hug full of laughter and tears.

"Wait! I have to explain!" She needed to explain everything.

"Nope!"

"Nu-uh!"

"Guys!"

"No way, tonight we have a girls night, you can explain another time. Okay?" Elena laughed when she flung herself into her arms.

"Woo! Girls night!" the doorbell chimed and Caroline charged to get it. "Pizza!"

They talked, they laughed and the forgave. They talked about Damon, Tyler, Klaus. They talked about their memories and how life would change.

"I'll love you guys forever." Elena murmured sleepily into the pillow.

She smiled when Caroline nodded in agreement.

"Don't forget me, you two will have each other forever."

The looked shocked. "Never!" they chimed in union.

"I love you guys. And I'm sorry."

They launched themselves at her, hugging her tight.

They couldn't forget, but they could move on.

A/N: Do not like the Bonnie/Elena/Caroline scene but I wanted you guys to understand more about how I would interpret her state of mind. I have conveyed her as a straight up bitch, and yeah, I tried to fix that.

Sadly, this is nearing an end, yes tragic, I know.

As always, reviews mean the world.

-E x