Disclaimer: I do not own the Vampire Diaries and never will, but I do own Charlene Davis and Megan Swann and any other characters I come up with.

Author's Note: Hope you love the updated version! :D

After returning home from the Grill, Megan went back to her bed and rested over the covers, staring blankly into space. She had started the day off good, but now, she was upset all over again. Megan hated being angry at Stefan. Of course, she did have good reason to be mad at him. She still hated it though. The silence of the room was broken at the sound Charlene's voice.

"Megan?"

She turned so she was laying on her back as she moved to sit up. "Hey…" she said quietly.

"How are you doing?" Charlene asked her softly. She headed over to the bed and climbed on top of it, resting next to her. Megan just sighed in response as she laid her head on Charlene's shoulder. This made her best friend giggled a bit. "I'll take that as not doing well?"

"Yeah…" Megan sighed again.

Charlene said nothing for a moment. "Hey, want to know what will make you feel better?"

Megan lifted her head. "What?" At this point, she didn't know if anything could make her feel better.

"My famous pancakes."

Those words made her perk up immediately. Okay, she was wrong! "Ooh, I'd love that!"

Charlene burst out laughing. "Knew that would work!" She winked at her cheekily as she got out of bed. "Come on."

Megan nodded, enthusiastically. She bounced after her best friend as they headed downstairs and into the kitchen. Megan entered the kitchen first and she stopped in her tracks, startled at the sight of Stefan standing in her kitchen.

"Stefan?" She definitely didn't expect him to be here. "What are you doing here?"

"Dinner." He answered, grinning slightly as he chopped up some food. "Charlene told me that Chicken Parmesan was one of your favorite." Megan glanced at her best friend, who winked at her before she took off out the door, leaving her alone with Stefan. Though she said nothing, he still went on, "And I happen to be a good cook. The Italian roots demand it. I can even make my own homemade mozzarella. Only tonight, it is unfortunately store bought. Sorry."

Megan thought it was very sweet he was cooking her dinner and her heart swooned a bit. However, she had to put her foot down. She was still mad at him for the way he had been treating her.

"This is very sweet of you, Stefan." Megan started. "But…" He didn't let her finish.

"You want to know me, right?" Stefan asked, though it was a rhetorical question, because he already knew the answer to it. "Well, I figure if you're going to dump me, you should at least, um, know who you're dumping. So let's start with Demetria."

When he mentioned her, Megan shook her head. "Stefan, you don't have to..."

He ignored her as he continued to speak. "She was…the most beautiful girl that I had ever met." While he talked, Megan moved closer to him, listening intently. "She had this perfect porcelain skin. I mean, her laugh made you laugh. And she was fun. She knew how to have a good time…and she was always so happy, it was infectious. Her smile never left her face." Hearing him speak of his old girlfriend, Megan couldn't help but feel jealous. Demetria sounded perfect. "But…Demetria was also very impatient and entitled and selfish, and, um impulsive."

Megan was so happy he was finally opening up to her and it didn't stop there. It kept on going. He never really mentioned either Katherine, or Abigail, but she was only wanting to know stuff about him, so it didn't matter. Megan couldn't help but feel closer to him, now knowing things about him, even the little things, like he was telling her right now.

"I'm an avid reader, a huge Fitzgerald fan, 'The Great Gatsby,' his masterpiece." He told her with a grin and Megan grinned back, unable to help it at all. He sounded so enthusiastic about it. "But I'm not a snob."

Megan nudged him in the side. "I never said you were, but now that I think about…" she trailed off, teasingly.

Stefan rolled his eyes playfully, nudging her back before he went on, "I love some good Grisham. I think 'Seinfeld' is the best American television show for the past 50 years, but 'I Love Lucy' is all time. 'The loving cup' episode was the best, I think. Huge Scorsese fan. I can watch 'Taxi Driver' over and over again."

"Never seen it." Megan told him, and he looked surprised, then he smiled.

"Then maybe we can watch it sometime?" Stefan suggested hopefully.

"I'd love that." Megan smiled back softly. As soon as he started telling her about Demetria, she knew she had forgiven him. Stefan's smile grew in response. "Can I?" she asked, gesturing over to what he was doing, which was cutting up some garlic. In response, he handed her the knife and she took over the chopping.

"As far as music, it's pretty much across the board." Stefan informed her. "Um Dylan, Hendrix, Pasty, Willie. A little Kanye."

"Nice."

"And you know what? I even like that one Miley song."

Megan burst out laughing at that. ""Party in the USA,' huh?" she figured. It was one of those songs anyone could enjoy, even big strong men.

"How'd you guess?"

"I might not look it, but I am smart, so it wasn't too hard to figure out." Megan smirked. "But no judgement here. Can't blame you. So…is this for the garlic bread? Cause, I'm not eating it unless you do?" She grinned.

"Are you kidding? I love garlic."

Her grin widened. "Good, I do too." She wasn't paying attention when she cut next and ended up slicing her finger. "Ah…" she gasped, then she whimpered. "Fuck…" She didn't notice Stefan tensing up.

"You okay?"

"Yeah…I'm fine." Megan muttered, wincing as she headed over to the sink to wash the blood off her hand. It made it feel tons better. As she washed her hands, she looked up at the window and saw Stefan's face transforming. Her eyes went wide. "Stefan, your face…"

He quickly turned around. "I – I, uh, I think I got something in my eye."

Megan immediately didn't believe him as she went over to him and managed to turn him away. His face was back to normal. Megan knew what she had saw but also knew it was impossible for someone's face to change like that. She shook her head.

"Must have been imagining it…" she mumbled. "I think I'm going crazy, or well, I kind of already am."

"Yeah, but it's part of your charm." Megan smiled up at him at that. He looked like he wanted to kiss her, but he hesitated. Good thing, she wasn't as she stood up on her tiptoes and brought him down for a kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck. She was so happy he finally opened up to her, and it finally felt like everything was going to be okay. If only she had known what was going to happen tomorrow.

The next day, it was time for the sexy suds car wash, and Charlene hadn't been looking forward to it since she would have to wear a bikini. Something she wasn't comfortable with wearing, but she didn't want to hear it from Caroline if she hadn't worn one. So, here she was, in a two piece bathing suit.

Charlene thought it looked good enough to wear and it was in her favorite color. A beautiful royal blue. Charlene was with her sister, helping with giving out the tickets. Caroline overlooked them, making sure everything was going perfectly, well perfectly in her eyes.

"No friends discounts. No freebees. No pay ya laters." The other blonde said sternly. "We are not running a charity here. No we are not."

Charlene shook her head as Elena nodded.

"No we are not." Her sister agreed. It was better to agree with Caroline, then disagree.

Megan and Stefan finally showed up, holding hands. Charlene was glad to see them back together again. It was great seeing the big grin on her best friend, making her happy that she decided to help Stefan make it up to her.

"Hey!" Megan greeted brightly. Charlene moved out from the stand to go hug her friend. "You look good!" she gushed as the blonde broke the hug. "I'm surprised that you actually wore one!"

"I wasn't going to, but I didn't want to hear Care over here complaining if I didn't." Charlene grinned over at her blonde friend, who rolled her eyes.

Though, Caroline then made a comment after looking over what both Megan and Stefan were wearing, doing what Charlene wanted to avoid. "The event is called sexy suds, you know." Giving them a look, she sauntered away from them.

"See? Just what I didn't want." Charlene said, and Megan rolled her eyes.

"Whatever…and I do have a bathing suit on, it's just underneath my clothes." She informed.

"Just ignore her." Elena said.

"Planning on it." Megan grinned as Charlene stifled a laugh. She winked at her before turning to face Stefan. "Buuut, Caroline does have a point, so I think you have to take your shirt off."

Stefan eyed her. "I think you have to go first." He suggested as Charlene and Elena stood there awkwardly.

Megan smiled seductively as she tried to look sexy trying to take off her cover up. It was an epic fail, almost tumbling back on Charlene, who managed to catch her.

"Oops." Megan pouted, and Stefan had to help her take the rest of it off. "Well, that didn't go as I expected."

"Well, I thought you did great." Stefan told her with a teasing grin. He brushed her hair behind her ear and brought her in for a kiss.

Megan giggled into his mouth. Charlene and Elena shared amused looks while they watched them. They were too cute. Though she was happy for her best friend, Charlene couldn't help but feel a little jealous, wishing she had someone like Stefan.

"You guys are disgusting." Charlene teased, deciding to push off her little bit of jealousy.

Megan stuck her tongue at her for a moment before turning her attention back on Stefan. Charlene rolled her eyes as her and her sister left them alone, deciding to give them some alone time.

Megan was having a good time at the car wash, but it did help that her boyfriend was there too. They were currently washing the same car together.

"Didn't think this would be so much fun!" Megan said brightly, grinning over at Stefan. He nodded in agreement as he smiled back, focusing on the car, and he looked so cute doing it. She took notice to the ring on his finger, which wasn't hard to notice. "Is it okay for that ring to get wet?"

"Oh, it's fine."

"Are you sure?" Megan asked, moving over to him.

He nodded. "Yep."

"Okay." Megan continued to ask questions about the ring. "So, I noticed that Damon has the same ring. Is there a story behind it?"

Stefan nodded once again. "Yeah, it's the family crest from the Italian renaissance."

"Wow, that's really cool." Megan wasn't lying when she said that as she went over, wanting to examine the ring herself. Though it was bulky, it was pretty, especially the beautiful blue stone in the middle of it. "What's the stone anyway? Its beautiful." Her thumb brushed over it.

"It's called lapis lazuli."

"Oh…" The name of the stone sounded familiar, but Megan couldn't remember where she heard it from. "Are you sure you don't want to take it off? I can always just put it in my bag."

He shook his head. "No, it's fine…it's fine, really. Thanks though."

Megan stared at him for a moment before shrugging. "Well, alright. So…I'm gonna get some towels, I'll be back."

"Okay…"

With that, Megan headed back over to where Charlene and Caroline were. Elena wasn't in sight, but she was probably with Jenna. Megan had seen Jenna hanging around Logan Fell.

"Guys, we're out of towels. Oh, and those shimmy things." She informed the two blondes.

Caroline sighed heavily. "I'll go get some more…Char, do you care to go with me?"

"Sure." Charlene agreed.

"Great, thank you." The slightly taller blonde turned towards Megan. "Mind the money." The blondes left her there.

Charlene followed Caroline down the hallway of the school, searching for more towels and those shimmy things Megan mentioned. Suddenly, Caroline stopped walking and she nearly bumped into her.

"Charlene, do you hear that?" she asked, turning her head around to look at the blonde.

She looked at her, confused. "No, what is it?"

"I don't know…" Caroline mumbled. "I could have sworn I heard something…it…it sounded it was Damon…"

"Damon?"

"Yeah…" Caroline walked a little more but stopped again and abruptly turned around, brushing by Charlene. She managed to see that Caroline looked dazed as she whirled to face her.

"Caroline?" Charlene called, trying to stop her but she didn't. "Caroline!" She ran after the blonde as her mind wondered what was going on with her friend to make her act like that.

Megan hadn't mind being left with the money because it gave her a chance to take a break. A couple more people showed up…even the old gentleman who she saw at the Grill. That whole thing was strange…and now she had the chance to find out what that was all about.

Megan smiled kindly at him. "That'll be twenty dollars." As he handed her the money, she said, "I saw you last night. You were talking to a friend of mine. At the grill?"

"Well, I…I thought it was somebody I knew."

"Stefan Salvatore."

"If you don't mind me asking, where do you think you've seen him before?" Megan asked, leaning forward as she rested her elbows on the table.

"I don't mind…when I first moved here, I stayed at the Salvatore boarding house.

"Oh?"

"Stefan was just passing through to visit his uncle. I mean, none of us knew he was even here until the attack.'

Megan's face took on a confused look. "Attack? What attack?"

"His uncle got killed. Mauled by an animal in the woods."

"His uncle? Are you talking about Zach?"

He shook his head. "Mm-mmm. Joseph."

"I'm sorry, sir, I don't think I know the story." Megan said slowly. Stefan had never mentioned another uncle.

"Oh, how could you? I mean, this happened years ago."

Megan was taken back by this but before she could ask anything else, Tiki showed up. "Grandpa, you gotta go." She said to the old man. "Mom wants you, okay?"

He didn't say anything for a moment before he nodded. "Ah." He started walking off.

"He wasn't bugging you, was he?" Tiki asked, turning towards her. "He's a little alzy-heimery."

"No, he was sweet." Megan quickly got up and stopped the older gentleman, needing to know more. "Hey, sir. I'm sorry. Um, are you sure that the man that you saw, that you know, his name was Stefan Salvatore."

"Yes. I remember his ring and his brother—"

Megan hated being rude to older people, but she interrupted him, eyes widening a bit. "Damon?"

"Yeah. Damon and Stefan Salvatore."

Her mind was blown. How was that even possible? "When was this?" she asked.

Megan didn't think he could say anything else that would blow her mind even more. She was wrong. Totally wrong.

"It was early June, 1953." He said, and she tried not to stare open mouthed at him in shock. "Yeah. June, 1953."

Megan shook out of her shock and muttered a quick thank you to him before heading over to Stefan, who was still washing the same car.

"Caroline finally freed you, huh?" he questioned.

"Sorta, well, actually I don't know where she is. She and Charlene went to go get towels and they haven't come back yet." Megan left it at that, then changed the subject. "Hey, Stefan, er, I never realized you were Italian."

Stefan looked amused. "No? Last name Salvatore didn't do it for you?"

"Oh! Right…doi!" Megan nearly smacked herself in the forehead. "Anyway, are there any other Salvatores in Mystic Falls?"

"My uncle Zach."

"Is there anyone else? You must have other family members here."

"I mean, there was…but they kinda just spread out later." Megan nodded slowly. "Why?"

Megan forced a smile. "No reason…just want to know more about you, that's all." Luckily, he believed her. Leaving Stefan again to find Elena, she found her talking with Bonnie. "Elena!" The brunette turned to look at her. "Can you help me with something?"

Charlene ended up following Caroline all the way to the Salvatore boarding house. She had no idea what they were doing here for.

"Care, what are you doing?!" Charlene groaned, tired of walking.

Caroline seemed like she didn't hear her, continuing to walk towards the boarding house. She was so confused right now! Charlene could have left and went back to the car wash, but she couldn't leave Care alone, not with how she was acting. There was something definitely wrong with her friend.

She followed her inside the boarding house. As they moved closer and closer to the basement, tingles went down her spine, but not the good kind. In the pit of her stomach, she knew something was terribly.

"Care…" Charlene managed to say, trying and failing to grab Caroline's arm to pull her back. "We should go…I have a bad feeling about this."

Again, she was ignored. With another groan, she grudgingly followed Caroline down to the cellar. It was dark and dreary and Charlene felt a chill go through her, making her gulp. Though…she couldn't stop her curiosity, wondering what was down here since he hadn't before. Both she and Caroline peered into the cellar door. What they saw shocked them both.

Damon Salvatore was down in there, looking like he had been in there for days. He looked awful.

"Damon…" Charlene breathed. She hadn't expected this.

Neither did Caroline. "Oh my god! What is this?" she gasped, finally speaking. "How did I know that were here?"

"Because…I wanted…you to…very, very badly…let me out of here…please…"

"You bit me."

"You liked it."

"Why do I keep remembering things, but in different ways?" Caroline asked quietly.

"You remember what I want you to remember. And now that the vervain has passed out of your system, you won't remember what you're about do."

His words confused the hell out of Charlene. What was he talking about? And what the heck was vervain?

"What am I about to do?"

"You're gotta open that door. You're gotta open that door."

Charlene just knew that was a bad idea. "Caroline, don't!" It was too late as the door opened and to her fright, he attacked them.

At the same time, Zach Salvatore burst through. "Run! Get out of here!"

He didn't have to tell them twice. Charlene took off running right behind Caroline. Something made her stop and she looked back only for her eyes to widen in horror as Damon killed Zach, snapping his neck. Charlene was frozen in her spot, unable to believe what happened.

Then Damon's head snapped towards and he snarled at her. This broke her out of her stupor causing her to start running again. He tried to catch her. Charlene ran as fast as she could but she wasn't fast enough. Damon grabbed her and slammed her up against the nearest wall.

Charlene barely had a chance to scream, it getting caught in her throat as she took notice to the fact Damon had fangs and his eyes were completely pitch black with veins protruding. Then she tried to scream again but he tossed his head back and bit into her neck, fangs slicing into her skin. Charlene struggled against Damon, but it was no use. Her eyes fluttered as she felt her body being drained of blood.

This…this couldn't be happening.

But it was and she just knew she was going to die. Suddenly, she was released and her body flopped to the ground, like it was a baby doll. Charlene's heart barely beat against her chest. The last thing the blonde remembered was Damon staring down at her, blood all over his mouth.

Megan got all the information she needed, after watching the old news videos. She should have known what he was…but she just didn't want to believe it. Megan immediately went to the boarding house and frantically knocked on the door. A few minutes later, Stefan opened the door. Megan immediately spoke up, her voice loud and to the point.

"What the hell are you?!"

TBC...

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Lost Girls, Part 1