Caroline snapped a picture of the mirror, and sent it to Stefan. She walked back into her bedroom talking hurriedly into her phone.
"Get dressed. They will be here shortly," Caroline explained.
"Caroline, they can't do anything about it. If this guy, or thing, wants me dead. It will kill me whether they are here or not. Right now it's just toying with us."
"Maybe they can't do anything about it Elena, but it sure beats just me and you being here by ourselves."
She had a point. At least four on one, possibly two, would have better odds than just the two girls. Elena pulled the towel off and slid Caroline's pajamas on. Her long brown hair was a tangled mess, but she managed to pull a comb through it. She looked decent enough. Honestly she probably should have more clothes on with the boys coming over, but right now that was the least of her worries. After she finished up in the bathroom Elena went and joined Caroline on her bed. Caroline looked completely freaked out.
"I can't believe he was here. In my bathroom, taunting you. How did he even get in? What all did he say?" Caroline was dowsing her with questions. The doorbell rang downstairs.
"I thought it was you Caroline. It sounded exactly like your voice, but when I looked nobody was there. All that was asked was if I saw who the guy was. I said no and that I didn't want to talk about it. Then it said that he was going to come back for me. I thought you were playing a joke, but you were never even in there to begin with. Then I get out and see the numbers again."
She spoke to Caroline as they walked together down the stairs. Now the once beautiful house, seemed too dark, too eerie. Stefan and Damon stood at the door. Caroline opened it and the girls turned back around to head upstairs. They stayed in the doorway.
"Aren't you two going to come in," Caroline threw behind her. They did, and followed the girls back upstairs to Caroline's bedroom. Elena plopped back down on the bed sitting with her legs crossed. Damon sat in a plush chair beside the bed. Caroline dropped down next to Elena and patted beside her, offering Stefan a seat. Stefan gladly accepted.
"So what's going on," Stefan asked.
"Well, Elena was in the shower. A phony me was supposedly in there talking to her. Long story short it said that I [IT] thought that the guy was going to come back after her. She got out, I [IT] was nowhere to be seen and that's when she saw the numbers on the mirror," Caroline explained.
"That's pretty much it," Elena confirmed. Damon got up and went into the bathroom to see for himself. By now, the steam had vanished and nothing would seem irregular about the mirror. He looked around the area, determining no signs of break in.
"There's nothing here now," he said.
"Well obviously, but Stefan said to call if we needed anything and obviously since this happened we needed you guys to protect us," Caroline was more flirting than anything at this point. Sometimes she couldn't take situations seriously enough. Elena just nodded.
"How the hell did the guy get in? The window in there has to be a good two stories off of the ground, and Caroline would've noticed him walk through her room," Damon's face was scrunched.
"I don't know Damon. He just was there one minute and gone the next," Elena sighed.
"Well either we are staying here with you tonight, on the floor respectively, or you both are coming back with us," Stefan concluded.
"I'm not too sure about either one actually," Caroline admitted.
"It's either we stay and keep you both safe, or leave and risk you two being hurt, or worse off killed. You pick Blondie," Damon sneered.
"Fine, fine. You two can stay here. But either on the floor or the couch downstairs. Stefan can sleep with us actually," Caroline teased, tossing a wink Stefan's way.
"Stefan you take the floor up here, I'll go to the couch down there. Someone needs to be watching there anyways," Damon finalized. He started walking towards the door, but stopped.
"Good night Elena," he said before walking away.
Elena smiled. Caroline batted her long, perfect eyelashes at Stefan.
"My offer still stands. Elena and I would be much safer with you sleeping with us."
"It's ok Caroline. I'll take the floor. I can protect you both just as well from there. Or actually the chair."
Caroline nodded and tossed him a pillow and throw blanket from off of her bed.
"I forgot to give Damon anything. He will be pretty uncomfortable down there," Caroline admitted.
"Here I'll go," Elena chimed in.
"Extra blankets and all are in the hall closet to the left. Just hurry up, I'm ready for bed and I'm not turning this light out without you up here in this bed with me," Caroline laughed.
Elena hopped off the bed and walked to the closet. She pulled out a pillow and very worn out quilt. It was the best she could do. She made her way to the stair case and walked down as quietly as the marble steps allowed her to. In the living room she found Damon stretched out on the leather couch, eyes closed. She threw the pillow at him playfully. It hit him with a soft thud and fell to the floor. His eyes opened slowly.
"You think I couldn't hear you coming down those stairs? Your steps are as loud a giants," Damon joked with her. She couldn't help but notice again how gorgeous he was, especially in this playful mood. He made all of her worries melt away.
"I was just being nice. I thought you might want this," a small smile spread across her lips.
"I'd enjoy it much more if you'd just come keep me warm tonight," he laughed.
"Damon," Elena blushed.
"I know, too soon, too soon. One day though you'll be more than happy to oblige," he winked at her.
Elena handed him the blanket and started off back upstairs.
"Wait, Elena, can I at least get a good night hug, I'm feeling pretty scared down here by myself," He said sarcastically.
"Well, I can always get Stefan to come sleep down here with you," She smirked, but walked over to him. He sat up straight, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Goodnight Damon," she spoke softly.
He smiled his best crooked smile and hugged her back.
"Goodnight beautiful."
Elena left his embrace and walked softly back up the stairs. She wished she didn't have to leave him down there. She swore she could stay in his arms forever and not get tired of it. Like he said though, it was too early to wish for things like that.
Elena returned to Caroline and laid in bed next to her. Caroline cuddled in close beside her and shut her eyes.
"Ready now," Stefan asked.
"Ready."
And with that, Stefan switched off the overhead light. The room was drowned in darkness. Both girls drifted soundly to sleep.
Stefan sat up in the chair next to their bed and scanned over the room. Not noticing anything unusual, he closed his eyes as well. Everyone was safe, for now.