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

Megan sat in Damon's car with Elena, nervously waiting for Damon to come back. Hopefully with Stefan and Charlene.

She heard Elena crying beside her and of course, she immediately went to comfort her.

"Charlene is going to be okay, Lena. You know her. She's strong."

Elena slowly shook her head as she wiped her eyes, but it was no use as tears were still rolling down her face. "I can't lose her, Megan. I can't…"

Quickly, she grabbed her hands, forcing Elena to look at her. "You're not going to lose Charlene. Damon will save her, her and Stefan."

Elena looked like she was about to say something on the subject, and Megan normally wouldn't have blamed her. But she believed Damon would save them.

However, Elena didn't have time to say anything about it as Megan noticed Damon from out her window. She hurried out of the car, meeting up with him halfway. Charlene and Stefan were nowhere in sight and Megan's heart fell.

"What happened Damon?" She demanded. "Where's Charlene and Stefan? I thought you were bringing them with you!"

"I couldn't…I can't get in."

"What do you mean you can't get in?!" Megan exclaimed, raising her voice.

Damon ignored her loud voice but answered her question. "Because the woman who owns the house is compelled to not let me in."

"Then let me. I can get in." Megan tried to shove past Damon to just that, but he grabbed onto her. She glared at him. "Let. Go."

"You're not going in there."

"Oh yes, I am." Megan retorted. "You can't stop me. I'm a witch, I can take them down."

"You're not going in there." Damon repeated as she tried to shove him away from her.

"I'm going, Damon!" Megan snarled. "I'm not going to let them stay there and get tortured by psycho vampires! What do they even want with them?" She was getting frustrated and angry at Damon. He knew she could take care of herself and could easily take down all those vampires in that house. Though she figured he wasn't going to let her because Stefan would never forgive him if she got hurt, but at the moment she didn't care if she got hurt or not. She wasn't going to let Stefan and Charlene get hurt. She wasn't going to let Elena and Jeremy lose another family member.

"Revenge. They want revenge." Damon answered, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"And Charlene's there because?" Megan knew why they would want revenge against Stefan, but her best friend, not a chance.

Damon rubbed his face. "She was just there at the wrong time."

"Seriously?" Megan looked furious. "There's something seriously wrong with them."

"Obviously." He said sarcastically.

"This is not the time for sarcasm, Damon! What are we going to do? We can't just leave them in there."

"I know."

"We can't let them get hurt. We can't! I'm not going to let them, and I'm not going to let Elena and Jeremy lose another family member." She voiced her earlier thoughts, getting emotional, and it showed in her voice.

In a surprise move, Damon grabbed her face, effectively stopping her emotion filled rant. "I know, Megan. I know but I don't know how to get them out." His stare was so intense that she found herself blushing. Okay, she figured out in that moment why Charlene was into him, and she nearly smacked herself in the head for even thinking that.

He let go of her, and Megan stood there, deep in thought as she tried to think of what they could do. It took her a few minutes to think of something.

"I have an idea." She said, and Damon looked at her curiously.

Hunger. Pain.

These were all the emotions Charlene was feeling at the moment. If only she had been honest with Stefan about not feeding on animals anymore, she wouldn't be in this predicament right now.

It was too late now, and here she was, strung up by vervain ropes with no shirt on. Luckily, she still had her pants, but she had no idea how long that would last.

After Fredrick closed the door on Damon, his minion dragged her and Stefan away, putting them in different places in the house. She was in an empty room while Stefan was in the basement. Charlene was worried about herself, but she was mostly worried about Stefan. He was probably getting the worse of it all, considering they had been after him in the first place. She had just been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Charlene wanted to scream from the pain that the vervain ropes were bringing to her wrists, but she bit the screams back, not to be appear weak in front of every old vampire. Even though none of them were in here. At least not at the moment. She was alone for quite a long time and it felt like forever, but she knew it hadn't been. It probably had been just a few hours. Maybe they weren't going to bother her. As soon as she thought that, the door of her room opened, and she stiffened immediately. It didn't help that it was the person who captured her in the first place.

Fredrick.

He gave her a wicked smirk that sent shivers down her spine. "Well, hello there." Charlene glared at him, but it only caused his smirk to widen. "Oh, don't be like that, Abigail."

"My. Name. Isn't. Abigail." Charlene bit out.

"I know, but I rather call you Abigail." Fredrick informed her with a sickly smirk. It made her sick to her stomach, especially when he moved closer to her.

"You're sick!" Charlene spat.

"I'll take that as a compliment." Fredrick continued to smirk as he got closer to her until he was right in her face. She stiffened again when he reached forward, touching her skin. "Mm…you look so much like her…" His fingers trailed down to her neck and leaned forward until he brushed his nose against her, breathing her in. "Smell like her too…" He moved back, smirking at the look on Charlene's face.

However, the smirk fell when she spat in his face. He didn't appreciate it obviously as the next thing she knew she had a stake lodged in her stomach.

Charlene let out a scream of pain and she struggled against her bonds, the ropes burning her skin. It only made her scream louder.

He twisted the stake inside her, and she gasped sharply in pain as he brought his face to hers again to whisper in her ear.

"I'd be nice to me, Abigail, because next time, this stake is going through your heart." He breathed and she shivered unpleasantly. He pulled back, glaring at her now as he pulled the stake out, making her scream. With that, he left her there with a bleeding wound.

Charlene ducked her head, pain in her eyes. She didn't know how much more of this she could take.

"Well, don't you look…alive." Damon mocked, and Megan rolled her eyes at his response to Alaric. That was her idea to try and convince Alaric to help them get Charlene and Stefan and doing that wasn't going to be any help.

"You can't hurt me." Alaric said, not looking scared in the slightest. Megan had to give him props for that. Though she wouldn't be either if she had a magic ring that brought her back to life.

"Oh, I can hurt you, alright?" Damon stepped forward but Megan pulled him back instantly.

"Stop, we don't have time for this macho crap, okay?" she told him with a roll of her eyes. Still gripping firmly on Damon's arm, she looked over at Alaric. "We need your help with something, Mr. Saltzman. Hear us out?"

He hesitated, but Elena took a step forward.

"Please?" She breathed, getting him to look at her.

After a moment, he slowly nodded. So, they went into his classroom to talk.

Elena spoke first. "Stefan and Charlene are in the house." She said softly. "Damon's a vampire. He can't get in. We need you."

"Well, I mean, we could go in there ourselves but…" Megan was gonna say because Damon's being a stubborn asshole and wasn't going to let them go in, but the vampire interrupted her before she could.

"Because yours and Elena's life is valuable." Damon smirked at Alaric. "Yours, on the other hand, isn't."

Megan had let go of his arm by now, but it didn't stop her from nudging Damon in the side hard. "Stop being a dick." She rolled her eyes in exasperation and ignoring Damon's glare, she turned her gaze over to Alaric. "Just ignore him, that's what I did. Anyway, Stefan told us about your ring."

"What about it?" Alaric asked, feigning confusion.

"Let me recap…you tried to kill me." Damon started off in a snarky tone. So much for not being a dick. "I defended myself. You died. Then according to my brother, your ring brought you back to life. Am I leaving anything out?"

Alaric straightened up, his eyes narrowing at Damon. "Yeah. The part where I try and kill you again. Only this time, I don't miss."

Before he could follow through with his threat, Megan interrupted. "I thought I told you to stop with the macho crap! You guys can do that on your own time, my god. We don't have time for it. Please Mr. Saltzman." She pleaded with him, staring at him. "We need your help to help to save Stefan."

Alaric said nothing for a moment. "I'm sorry, Megan. That's not my problem."

"Then Charlene, help us save her." She pleaded again.

He glanced at Elena, who was staring him with teary eyes, but he said nothing.

Megan opened her mouth to try again and Damon cut her off.

"That's a shame." He said. "Because the woman in charge of the crowd can help you find your wife."

Elena along with Megan looked over at him, surprised. That was news to them.

Alaric didn't believe him. "You're lying."

"Am I?" Damon challenged. "Why don't you ask her yourself?" Alaric was silent. "Coward. Come on Elena, Megan."

Megan followed him out of the classroom with Elena right behind her, but that was as far they got as Alaric's voice stopped them, causing them to turn and look at him.

"Alright." Alaric let out a heavy sigh. "I'll go."

Jeremy and Anna were still at the Grill, talking to one another. It was silent between them for a couple minutes until Jeremy spoke up.

"So, I have an answer."

Anna looked at him confused, "To what?"

"Why you should turn me," Jeremy said, like it was obvious.

Anna stared at him and sighed. "We're back to that."

"Look, I wake up every day, and I feel okay, but there's missing. Like a…like hole. They fit…in life, or whatever. I…I don't."

"So, you want a pity turn." Anna said, looking at him in disbelief. "I don't think so."

"You should turn me because I don't have anything else," Jeremy corrected her.

Anna sighed. "Do you even know why we turn people?" Jeremy shook his head and she continued, "It's not some one-way ticket out of loner hood, okay? One — we need someone to do our dirty work. Two — revenge. Three —boredom…" She chuckled to herself. "But you know that doesn't turn out well. And then you know there's the obvious one. You love someone so much that you would do anything to spend all eternity with them." She stared at Jeremy and he stared right back. Starting to feel awkward, she coughed. "I'm sorry, but you don't fit in any of those categories. She looked at the entrance and saw her mother coming in, causing her to quickly stand up. "So yeah. Just make sure your thesis is clear, and she'll love it." She ignored the confused look on his face and smiled at him softly. "See you later."

Still confused, Jeremy just nodded.

Anna headed over to her mom as she quickly sent a text message to Jeremy.

They were still in the classroom as Alaric pulled out a bag and opened it up, revealing all kinds of weapons made to kill a vampire. Megan let out a low whistle.

"Damn, you're loaded." She complimented, and her teacher couldn't help but smile, she noticed, making her grin.

Even Damon was impressed. But of course, he couldn't let Alaric know it as he let out a sarcastic comment.

"Teacher by day, vampire by night."

Alaric's smile faded, giving the vampire a slight glare. "I've got you to thank for that."

Elena changed the subject, gesturing to one of the weapons inside the bag. They looked like darts.

"Those are tranquilizer darts filled with vervain." Alaric explained.

"Just get me in." Damon cut in. "I'll get Stefan out."

Megan gave him a look. "Are you completely serious right now? You're really going to fight all those vampires all by yourself."

"Well, I'll be a little stealthier than that, hopefully. Besides, weren't you just saying you could take them on by yourself? I have a better chance at fighting against them than you would."

"Oh really? I could easily give you a brain aneurysm right now and all those other vampires too. I could take them down like that." Megan snapped her fingers. She glanced over at Alaric, who looking confused and she quickly explained, "I'm a witch." Then she looked back at the bag, taking a vervain dart out of it.

"Whoa. What are you doing?" Alaric questioned, looking at her startled.

"I'm not going to just sit around and let you guys have all the fun." Megan said in a hard tone. "I'm going with you."

"Me too." Elena added, taking a dart herself.

Of course, Damon wasn't having any of that, shaking his head. "No. No. No. No. No way."

"Well too bad, Salvatore, I'm going. That's my boyfriend and best friend in there and I'm going to be the one to save them." Megan said stubbornly. "You can distract them, and then I'll get Stefan and Charlene out."

"You'll get yourself killed." Damon snapped.

"You could get yourself killed too." Megan retorted. "You're not going to go in there by yourself." She knew it sounded like she cared, and she guessed she did, but she couldn't let Damon get hurt. He was Stefan's brother. Just like with Elena, she didn't want Stefan to lose a family member either even if he or Damon didn't see eye to eye.

"My life doesn't matter and yours does." Damon glared at her. Him saying this startled her so much that she was speechless. Taking this chance, he turned to Alaric. "So, when you get me in, get out as quickly as you can."

"Damon…" Megan finally said, trailing off when Damon interrupted her from saying anything else.

"I know how to sneak around they can't hear me. You and Elena will just be in the way."

Elena gave him an annoyed look. "Damon, now is not the time to be the lone ranger."

"Fine." He said in annoyance. "Megan, you can drive the getaway car and Elena can help when Stefan and Charlene get out. But you're not going in the house."

Megan said nothing for a moment before sighing heavily. "Okay, fine. We won't go inside the house."

"What?" Elena looked over at her.

She glanced at her. "He's right, as much as I hate to admit it." She told her. "It's too dangerous to go in there, especially for you, Elena. Charlene would kill me if I let anything happen to you. Damon will get them out and we'll be there when he does."

Elena stayed silent as she gave a reluctant nod. "Okay…"

Sensing the fighting was done, Alaric spoke. "If we're gonna go, let's go."

Alaric shivered in the pouring rain as he knocked on Ms. Gibbons door. After a few minutes, a guy opened the door, looking annoyed at being interrupted. By what? Alaric had no idea, but he guessed this guy was Fredrick, the one that captured Charlene and Stefan.

"Oh, good, someone's home." Alaric said, sighing in relief as he rubbed his hands together. "Uh, could I use your phone? My car broke down a few miles from here and this was the first house I saw."

"Lucky you," Fredrick said, eyes narrowing at him suspiciously.

Alaric chuckled. "Yeah, lucky me. It's no problem is it?"

"Not in the slightest."

"Great." Fredrick allowed him into the house, and he entered, letting out a sigh of fake relief. "Hey, man, I really appreciate it." He continued to run his hands together. "It's rough out there."

Fredrick only nodded. He looked over at Billy who had entered the room. "Billy, show our visitor where the phone is in the kitchen." He ordered. "And get me something to drink."

Billy nodded as Fredrick nodded back, giving him a look that the other vampire understood.

"Yeah, sure thing." Billy said in agreement.

Alaric nodded to Fredrick one last time before following Billy, passing a room that had more vampires inside. They were playing pool. Billy and Alaric entered the kitchen only to see Ms. Gibbons standing there, cutting up some vegetables.

"Hey, Ms. Gibbons." The woman looked up at the sound of Billy's voice. "This guy wants to use your phone."

Ms. Gibbons nodded with a sweet smile on her face, "Oh, sure honey. It's right over there." She pointed, giving Alaric a clear view of the bite mark on her wrist.

"Thanks." Alaric told her.

He headed towards the phone. Even though he couldn't see it, Ric knew that Billy was charging at him with a stake in his hand. Quickly, he turned around and grabbed the stake from Billy only to stab the vampire in the heart. Billy screamed in pain as he fell to the floor, quickly dying. Then as quick as he could, Alaric rushed over to the blender and turned it on, creating a loud noise. He grabbed onto Ms. Gibbons' arm, who asked frantically what was going on as he headed to the back door that was in the kitchen.

"I'm really sorry but you're going to need to invite a friend of mine inside." Alaric explained, opening the back door and revealing Damon on the other side.

Ms. Gibbons immediately recognized him as the person Fredrick told her not to invite in and she shook her head, looking over at Alaric. "Oh, I'm sorry. He's not allowed inside the house.

"I know that." Alaric said quickly, grabbing her upper arm. "But you have to make an exception."

"Get her out of the house." Damon ordered him. The teacher shot him a look of confusion and he rolled his eyes. "Now!" Alaric pushed her outside in front of him and he placed his hands on Ms. Gibbons' shoulders.

"Ms. Gibbons, tell me the truth. Are you married?"

She shook her head. "No." She tried to look away, but Damon tugged on her shoulders to get her to look at him again.

"Parents, children, anyone else who lives on this property?" He questioned.

"No. It's just me."

"No? Good." In a blink of an eye, Damon snapped her neck and she flopped to the ground, dead. He went to go inside but Alaric blocked his way.

"You were supposed to compel her!" he exclaimed angrily.

"It doesn't work that way." Damon tried to go inside again but Alaric held him back.

"She's human!"

"And I'm not!" Damon snapped angrily, his jaw clenching together tightly. "Now get out of here." He pushed Alaric out the door. "And get rid of the body."

He finally went inside as Alaric walked away to go back to Damon's car.

TBC...

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Let The Right On In, Part 3...