A/N - Season 6 is coming soon! I'm so excited. This story is still right on schedule and I can't wait to share what I have planed with all of you guys. Let me know what you think.

Thanks again to DreaminOfLove22 and Parodychick for the constant feed back.

"Miss Sommers," Alaric began.

"Please, call me Jenna," the woman sitting across from him in one of the student's chairs interrupted.

"Okay, Jenna." Alaric corrected. "I'm meeting with you today to update you on the situation with your nephew, Jeremy." She nodded and he continued. "As you know, he has been struggling with keeping his grades up. He seems to have been having a hard time ever since those murders in the woods a few weeks ago. I am trying to offer him extra credit, but I don't know how to help him realize that if he wants to pass my class and graduate sophomore year, he needs to decide that he wants to."

"I think he had some type of relationship with one of those girls. Vicki Donovan. When she died, he was heartbroken."

Alaric flipped through the file sitting on the desk in front of him, before handing it over to Jenna. "Have you seen these?" He waited while she flipped through the mix of drawings and failed tests. "He has talent. And I think he could be good in school too, if he tried. I don't know how to help him. Maybe you can help?"

Jenna looked up from the folder. "I will try and talk to him, see if there isn't anything I can do to encourage him to try." She laid the folder back on the desk. "Thank you for trying to help. I appreciate it."

"Of course." He sat back. "I do have one more question."

"Okay."

"What are you doing for dinner tomorrow night?"

Jenna looked taken aback. "I don't really have any plans right now."

"Well, how about we change that? Can I pick you up at seven?"

Jenna stood up and put her purse over her shoulder. "We'll see." With that she walked out the door of his classroom.

Alaric threw his hands up in the air. What was that supposed to me? We'll see. What was he supposed to say to that?

"Girl troubles?" Asked a heavily accented voice from the doorway. Alaric turned back toward the door to see a blond man, leaning against the doorframe. He pushed himself off and started walking toward the teacher. "I know what that's like. Actually, I know two girls that actually tried to kill me. Twice."

Alaric started reaching for his wooden stake hidden under his desk. Whoever this guy was, he didn't seem friendly. "What could you possibly have done to get them that upset?"

"That's the thing! I didn't even do anything to them the first time, they just attacked me, but the second time, well, I have to admit, by that point I had tried to completely destroy their lives. And, as you can see, they didn't succeed, but one of them did take something very important to me."

"What would that be?" Alaric was trying to get more information. He got a good grip on the stake, but he still didn't have any idea who this guy was.

The man waved his question away. "It doesn't really matter to you. What matters is that I want it back. From all these years chasing her, I have learned just how much she cares about the lives of others, which, while that is annoying, can sometimes come in handy." He smiled. "That's where you come in."

Everything happened really fast after that. The man lunged at Alaric who pulled the stake out from under the desk and did his best to thrust it into the man's heart. Unlucky for him, he had never really faced a real vampire down before and missed.

The man looked down at his chest where the piece of wood was sticking out while Alaric started backing away. He knew he had ruined his chance at escape. The man reached down and pulled the stake out and tossed it to the ground.

"Vampire hunter, huh? Well, that a shame. I was going to make a meal out of you, but if you're a hunter you probably have vervain running through your veins. No matter. I can still use you for what I need." The man zipped over to Alaric, who was still trying to back up, and knocked him out.

Elena's phone buzzed in her pocket. "Hello?" she said, holding it up to her ear.

"Hello Elena."

She stiffened. She would know that voice anywhere. That was the voice of the man who had chased her around for one hundred and fifty years. That was the voice of Niklaus Mikaelson. "Klaus."

"I thought you might want to know that I have your history teacher, a mister Alaric Saltzman, quite a name, here with me."

"What are you doing with him Klaus? Let him go!" Elena demanded.

"Oh I will, I will. Just as soon as you return to me what you stole from me so long ago."

Elena remembered back to that dreadful night. "I don't know what you are talking about." She said, trying to fake cluelessness.

"Now, you see. I know that's a lie. You stole it from me and I want it back. Or else, the world will have one less history teacher slash vampire hunter. Your choice." There was a beep and the other end of the line went dead.

Elena stood in the foyer of the house she had been staying in, unsure what to do. Who could she turn to for help?

Lexi and Caroline were both out at the moment, seeing as the sun was not out. Elena decided she would tell them about this little predicament as soon as they got back, but that wasn't going to be enough. She would need all the help she could get.

She wasn't going to bring Stefan into this. He still didn't really like the whole idea of vampires, even though they were now technically back together after she explained what it meant to be a vampire. But Elena didn't want him getting hurt. The less he knew the better. Of course, Katherine was always an option, but Elena could never be sure where her sister's loyalties lied. If she asked her for help, she couldn't be sure Katherine wouldn't just sabotage it. She pulled up her contacts on her phone and dialed the only person left, Damon Salvatore.

Lexi had always loved the peacefulness of the forest. She roamed around and listened to the crickets singing in the night. It was beautiful really.

But, as beautiful things tend to do, it didn't last. A sudden quiet fell over the forest, like the world was waiting for something. Holding it's breath. Lexi sat up from where she had been sitting against a tree and looked around, straining to hear or see anything. A few branches cracked to her right and she whirled around, standing up while doing so. There seemed to be nothing there.

She held as still as she could. And then she heard it. It was a low growling sound. She faced the direction it was coming from. Right there in front of her was a wolf, staring her down. She knew she was a vampire, and that it couldn't permanently harm her, but her instincts were telling her to run. So she ran.

She zipped through the forest, the wolf fast on her tail. Too fast. Supernaturally fast. And there had been something about the way it had stared at her that had seemed almost, human.

Before she knew it she was at the Salvatore house. She had been invited in a few weeks ago when Elena had called her, asking for her help in explaining everything to Caroline and the Salvatore brothers. She ran in through the front door and locked it behind her. She didn't see the wolf anymore, but she didn't want to take any chances. Over her many years, she had learned to trust her instincts, and her instincts were telling her that that had not been just an ordinary wolf.

Caroline had told her mother that she needed to work some things out by herself and left home a few weeks ago. Now, she was staying with Elena and Lexi at Elena's house, seeing as she didn't have any daylight ring and they didn't know of any witches willing to do the spell. It hadn't technically been a lie. Caroline did need to work some things out, namely how to be a vampire. She had been doing really well. If anything, becoming a vampire had changed her for the better. She was more confident, knowing she could take care of herself. However, that fact that she didn't have a ring and had told her mother she had moved away meant that she couldn't go and see any of her friends like Bonnie, or Matt.

But Caroline was feed up with that rule. She wanted some familiar company. She walked up to the Bennet's front door and knocked. It was going to be okay. She would just say she was visiting to say hello to her friends, and that she was getting better, but would still need a little more time to get her life together. She knew that was a bit of a stretch, but what other choice did she have? She needed her friends.

After a few moments, the door swung open and there stood Bonnie. The two girls standing opposite each other grew wide smiles.

"Caroline!" Bonnie rushed out the door and threw her arms around her friend. Caroline hugged her back, but Bonnie pulled away almost as fast. "You're a vampire."

Caroline was taken aback. How could Bonnie have possibly found out? "What?" she said, trying to deny the fact.

Bonnie stepped back into her house. "She wasn't lying. She really did kill you didn't she?"

"Bonnie, what are you talking about?" Caroline was hurt. This was the first time she had seen her friend in weeks, and she was looking at Caroline as if she was some type of poisonous snake. "Who killed me?" Caroline decided not to lie. "How did you know i was a vampire?"

Bonnie broke down. "It's all my fault Caroline. I told her I wouldn't help you and she killed you. I had thought that maybe she was just laying after I talked to your mom, but she killed you. And you're a vampire now. Oh, Caroline, I'm so sorry!"

Caroline hated seeing her best friend crying and not being able to comfort her, because she was inside the house. "Bonnie, it's okay. I'm okay. I'm actually getting better at it. I feel stronger, more in control. I just, haven't seen anyone because of the sun. I can't even go to school."

Bonnie looked up. "I can help with that. It's my fault that this happened to you, the least I can do is give you the ability to walk in the sun."

Caroline shook her head. "You can't help. Only a witch can do that." A smile crept onto Bonnie's face. Caroline tilted her head and let herself a smile. "You are a witch aren't you?"