I'm baaaack~ I know, it's been months and I even posted the first chapter of another story...but in my defense I had lost a bit of motivation for the story but it's back now and hopefully will stick around for a bit.

We're really going to go faster plot wise soon, Lissa's getting a bit bored playing the waiting game, so if you have any ideas on what could happen or what you want to see happen, let me know!

As always thank you for the people sticking with the story and reviewing and following and favoriting! It does make my day anytime I get a notification.

Warning for this chapter: There is some torture and violence so please be aware going into the reading.

Previously on 'Ghost of Lifetimes Past'

"Good! Caroline, you can sit in the front since you agreed first." Logan offered, leaning over to open his passenger door, as Lissa herself slid into the seat behind Caroline. Without looking, she pulled her fucking slide phone from her front pocket and sent a horrifically misspelled text to Caroline saying not to trust Logan and that she would explain afterwards.

"Buckle up, girls. Don't want anything to happen~"

The two girls made eye contact in the rearview mirror and Caroline nodded. She would follow Lissa with whatever she had planned.

Logan drove fast and dangerous, swerving around curves while barely tapping the break. If he had been human Lissa would have worried that the man would wreck. But he wasn't, so she didn't.

Soon the lights of the small town faded and that's when Lissa, phone still hidden in her lap, sent Damon a text telling him that both her and Caroline were with Logan. Enzo already knew her plan, but if Damon and Stefan followed the show they'd be going after Logan themselves. At least this way they would get a heads up before the sheriff called.

Glancing down, she suppressed a chuckle at Damon's response of 'What, how, and why the hell?'. Not dignifying that with a response, she hid her phone back underneath her so Logan didn't become suspicious. Luckily he was still a newbie so didn't really know how to hone his senses to hear phone buttons and stuff…she cannot wait for touch screens. They're so much more discrete.

"So, Loggie-bear, how's the vampire life treating you? Earlier you seemed rather…ravenous." Lissa teased, a cruel smirk on her face as she leaned back, getting comfortable in her seat. "Of course, not after that neck snap. Was that the second or third time you'd died?"

'Ah, coming on a bit strong, Dear.' Kol said. 'If you want to play with him longer you may want to dial it back from cruel mocking to just menacingly playful'

'Probably, but we don't have too much time. More than likely Damon is going to try and hightail it to Logan double time now that he knows it's not just Caroline in here.' Lissa gave the mental equivalent of a shrug. ' It's already been established with everyone that me and Damon are friends. If he "saves" me again then it is even better for his image.'

'He cares for you.' Kol observed. 'Maybe not as he does your sister, I've not 'seen' them together other than what you've shown me, but his actions say he's at least fond of you.'

Lissa, not wanting Logan to get suspicious, focused back into the real world, leaving Kol hanging. She didn't want to deal with how annoyed she was with Damon…hell, Lissa didn't even know why she was annoyed with the man.

Caroline was looking between Logan's now angry and veiny face and Lissa's cool unaffected visage, eyes wide. Lissa nodded at the unspoken question in her eyes before Caroline focused back on the driver. "Y-you're a vampire? Since when? You used to babysit me!" Caroline questioned. The idea of someone she grew up with just changing like that without her knowledge pushing the blonde right past nervous into anxious rambles.

Logan, ignoring Caroline, turned and snarled at the pale girl for her comment earlier. Lissa remained completely unfazed at the newbie vampire, the exact opposite reaction Logan was wanting. "If I didn't need you to send some people a message, I'd drink you and the blonde dry right now. Though considering your freaky powers, who knows how well you'd taste."

'I think you'd be delectable, personally,' Kol offered up. Just to get shushed amusedly by Lissa.

"Oh no, I've never been threatened with being drained before. That's a completely new and absolutely not overdone threat." Lissa rolled her eyes, deadpanning. "Seriously, dude? Use a little imagination. Keep it interesting."

Logan as a human already had an ego the size of Mexico and anger issues to match. As a vampire? Oh those ramped up all the way to actual psychological diagnosis. Hence, she had completely expected his following actions. Turning back to the wheel, he slammed on the brakes until they stopped right in the middle of the road before whipping around, hands moving to grab ahold of her.

Except after only going about a foot, his hands stopped in the air as if slamming into a hard wall. A hard invisible wall.

Grinning, Lissa nodded down to her lap where her left hand was facing him, tattoo glowing slightly. "Did you actually think I'd let you hurt me? Or Caroline? Are you truly that idiotic?" She laughed cruelly. "You poor washed up sportscaster. So delusional."

A whistle echoed through her head. 'Not bad. Heavy handed and lacking in finesse so you'll need to work on that, but impressive none-the-less. You're lucky he's clearly overwhelmed from the change and already had a complex as a human.'

'True, next time I'll need to actually put some effort into pissing people off.'

Logan's wild eyes flitted from her over to Caroline's still form, idea forming.

Caroline, having frozen when Logan slammed on the breaks, met Logan's calculating eyes. She knew Lissa was playing with him, but she didn't know why.

Snarl turning into a cruel smile, Logan looked deep into the blonde's eyes. "Get out of the car and kill Melissa Gilbert." He commanded, pupils contracting as they tried to compel her. Logan remembered when the council had first read about that. He'd been filled with terror like everyone else at the idea of someone being able to use him like a tool. But being the one on the other side? It was a power trip.

Caroline gasped, brain going fuzzy as the compulsion set itself on her but unable to take hold. Glancing down at the charm bracelet Lissa had told her would keep her safe, she felt her face twist into something she knew was ugly in her anger. "Why the hell would you try and make me do that? How dare you!" Caroline, for the first time, felt unbridled rage. Despite the horror movies, despite the rather disreputable people she'd met through her mom or Lissa, despite her own jealousy, she'd never actually wanted to hurt another being as much as she did with Logan right now.

Eyes wide, smirk even wider, Lissa watched as the normally morally sound Caroline genuinely contemplated murder. She wouldn't let the blonde get that far, Lissa may be okay with murder but it would haunt Caroline. As she was right now, at least. The blonde was a bit more delicate. Despite that, the corruption to Caroline's character was beautiful to behold. Maybe Lissa was too pleased at the sheer change in Caroline's goodness, but that was for Future Lissa to think about. Right now she would just relish in it.

Unknowingly the white haired girl had instilled the same fear of being manipulated, of being used, that dogged her in Caroline and now Caroline was pissed. Not at her best friends, no, hardly ever at her, Caroline shuddered to think of how she'd have turned out without the albino girl's influence. Probably petty and shallow and entirely too up her own ass until something tragic shocked her out of it. "Logan, get bent. News station to Sportscaster Fell, the council isn't the only people that know about vervain."

Kol snorted in her mind. "Rather strong minded friend you got there. Not many women are able to bounce back as quickly as she did from attempted compulsion and that amount of rage."

"Of course, Care did. She's Caroline. She's the best" Lissa bragged. "Also fuck you dude, don't diss women in my head. Be sexist somewhere else."

Ignoring the minor headache Kol gave her for the comment, Lissa leaned forward and grabbed Caroline's arm that was starting to bang on the shield she had up. It didn't hurt, not like when Klaus was hammering away trying to get at her, but there was no reason for her to bruise her hand. "Whoa, Care, let's slow the roll. Logan's scumminess levelled up when he died. No need to get so offended about him showing his true self."

"No need? He tried to get me to kill you! I see a big need." Caroline huffed, but leaned back into her seat, eyes glaring daggers at the still veiny Logan. "I'm watching you. One wrong move and I'll…I'll do something drastic, just you watch."

"We'll, um, we'll work on the threats." Lissa muttered as Caroline's ringtone blared through the SUV. KIt was right on time. Lissa muttered to Caroline to let her talk and that the blonde should stay quiet. Caroline nodded as she handed the phone over. Just as Lissa answered, Logan started snarling even louder.

"Liz! Thank the gods!" Lissa cried frantically into the phone, angling it to better catch the angry vampire's snarls. "Logan is a vampire and he offered me and Caroline a ride home. He…did the eye thingy on Caroline so she would fall asleep but it didn't work on me because I've been drinking vervain like you said. Now he's mad and trying to hurt us. I have us behind a shield thingy that this old Gilbert device creates, but I don't know how long it'll hold."

Despite the watery tear filled tone her voice had, Lissa's eyes were as dry as could be as they met Logan's furious ones.

Logan, not a particularly stupid person, caught onto what she was doing pretty quickly. "Elizabeth, she's lying! She had these-"

"Liz! He said he'd make you kill me and Caroline hate me before the day was over because of Jenna refusing him." Lissa yelled over Logan's words, sniffing convincingly. "He's trying to make you think I'm some…supernatural freak witch. All so you would shoot me because he'd convinced you I wasn't human."

Liz's worried tone came through the tiny speakers. "Melissa, I promise you, no matter what I will save you and my daughter. I would never shoot you. I'd figure something else out first. Now, I'm sure the monster that was Logan can hear me, but just in case, put me on speaker."

Lissa smiled smugly as she did just that. What followed was Lix giving a rather pathetic threat to Logan, including saying she would be calling backup–Damon–and that he'd never get away with it. Basically all things you'd expect to hear in some cheesy B rated movie.

"That was horrendous. How has that unimaginative threat actually managed to frighten the baby vampire?" Kol said, incredulous.

Lissa studied Logan. He didn't look particularly scared. If she had to guess based on his body language, he was annoyed at the interruption. "How do you know he's scared?"

"I can smell it, obviously."

"How? You're inside me!"

Kol was silent for a moment as he realized she had a point. He wasn't there physically so he relied on her own senses, so how, with her humanness, was Kol able to smell Logan's fear? "...I will have to get back to you on that answer."

Lissa huffed, annoyed. "Great, another mystery on top of all our other mysteries"

Focusing back on the van, Lissa shook her head as finally the frantic calls of Liz registered. "Melissa! Lissa! Logan, I swear if you did anything-"

Lissa mentally cursed, she should have been more focused on what was going on. "Sorry! I'm sorry. I zoned out, I'm just-" She physically cringed, cutting her words off before forcing out her next words. "I was just so scared."

"Melissa, I promise you, help will be there soon. Just be brave." Liz swore.

With a grimace, Lissa hung up the phone. Would that cause more worry? Yes, but she couldn't handle anymore of that superhero bullshit. She didn't know what was up with her recently but something was wrong. From the lack of patience to the moodiness, Lissa knew something was up with her. But she didn't have time to focus on that. There were a million and one things to do before she would look inward. It wasn't detrimentally affecting her; it was just a bit of an inconvenience. Like a burnt out light bulb in a ceiling fan. Annoying but it's possible to live with the other three lights working.

Putting a bit more magic behind the shield and ignoring the resulting headache on the off chance Logan got a second wind and found a way to break through, Lissa leaned back into the SUV's seat. She really wanted to kill him, but she'd told Enzo he could have the kill, no way would he be letting Ric even get near the guy now that Enzo knew he'd tried to kill her before. Poor Enzo had been on edge since her trip, killing Logan would be a good stress relief.

Studying the raging man, she smiled. "Logan." Snarls stopping once he registered her voice, Logan glared, waiting to see what she wanted now. "If I drop the shield, would you leave us right now and meet me at your warehouse in a bit? Damon, you know that killed you? Yeah, he has a couple of questions and will be here in just a you can deal with an older angry vampire that wouldn't mind killing you on sight, or you can run and live…which one do you want?"

Laughing maniacally, Logan leveled her with a look of contempt. "You really think Damon scares me? Please I handled him seamlessly earlier."

"Yes, with your wooden bullets. I don't particularly see any gun around, and I have you stuck in my shield. You gave no idea what else I can do. So, do you really think you could take him on right now? Think about it." Lissa said.

Logan froze. She was right. She knew she was right. Logan had been a vampire maybe a couple of weeks. He wouldn't match up to Damon in an all out fight. Hell, Ric got the drop on him and she knew, intimately, how unbalanced the power scale was in a vampire VS. human fight.

"Drop it."

"You won't go after us? Cause Logan, if you do, I don't care about your life even a little bit. You'll be burnt and dead before you could even take a step." Lissa threatened.

Logan sighed, angry but knowing the annoying girl had a valid point. He was angry and irrational, but he wasn't an unintelligent animal. He can still acknowledge a good point when one is made. "I said drop it, I mean drop it. I won't go for you or Caroline."

She dropped it.

Ina flash the vampire was out of the car and out of sight. Caroline finally let out the breath she had been holding. "How were you so calm and collected? I thought I was going to go insane with everything that happened!"

"Care, if you think this small incident is the most chaotic thing you'll deal with then I hate to be the bearer of bad news." She joked, glancing behind them. Damon would be there soon. She'd already been off the phone with Liz for over five minutes. He had to have been her next call. "This was just me playing around. Wanted to see how quickly I could make him snap."

"I love you, but you're insane!"

"You're just now realizing this? Some best friend you are." She laughed. The two girls sat there in the SUV, chatting about what had just happened. Lissa explained more about compulsion and other things. Now that Caroline had dealt with the supernatural, she had even more questions so Lissa answered what she could at the time and just talked until Damon got there. All the while, she was intimately aware of the feeling of pure Kol. Pressing himself against her brain mentally, trying to understand her thoughts. Her feelings. Trying to see what caused her to make the choices she did. Kol was a curious being. In her last-

She cut her own thoughts off. Not with him so close to her mental surface. Her secrets were hers.

"Lissa!" Damon yelled, finally arriving and ripping the door off next to her. Stefan was nowhere in sight. She wondered where he'd gone considering she was pretty sure he was supposed to come with him. "Are you…Where's Logan?"

"Not here. You're late so I handled it." Lissa snorted.

"The sheriff called five minutes ago."

"And you're about four minutes late."

Damon threw his hands into the air, huffing as he did but didn't walk away. Instead he glanced her over, looking for any injuries, Caroline too. "You're not hurt, are you, Snow Princess?"

Lissa narrowed her eyes at him. "Why? Worried how Elena will take me being hurt?"

For once not rising to the bait, Damon explained. "No, worried about you." He paused before frowning. "Why do you assume anything I do for you is because of Elena? It's you that's my friend."

Freezing, Lissa stared. And stared. Until finally she sighed. "People like Elena better. Besides Caroline and Jeremy, it's Elena that people in town like more. I'm off putting, rude, a little bit psychotic, and don't really have empathy for anyone I don't care about. That's not really a combination of traits that people like. I'm tolerated because I help people around town and I'm familiar having grown up in town." She glanced sideways at Caroline who wasn't even trying to play like she wasn't invested in what was happening. "Plus Elena looks exactly like Katherine. I just figured it'd be her you like better."

Thumping her forehead he ignored the glare she sent him. "You're an idiot. Ah! Hold on." He held his hand up, stopping her words when he saw her mouth open. "Elena is fun to play with, like an innocent kitten. And yes, I'm attracted to her. Like you said she's a dead ringer for Katherine. But, forgive me for sounding like Stefan for a minute, that doesn't negate that you're my friend." He grimaced at the show of vulnerability. "Now can we go back to death threats and snark? And not the actually hating each other part? I have enough of that from Enzo and my brother."

"Fine…I may have been a bit quick to say you were boring and not worth my time…" She muttered but that didn't hide the smile she was sporting.

Unable to hold it in anymore, Caroline squealed. "Oh! You made a new friend! Good job…even if he is a vampire that kills people."

"Well, Barbie approves." Damon laughed as he helped her out of the vehicle before speeding over and doing the same with Caroline. Lissa gave Caroline a once over herself despite knowing Logan hadn't been able to touch her because of the shield. Thank fuck that she had had the the idea to change the shape of her shield one day. It had given her so much versatility.

Damon turned to Lissa after they were all situated outside the SUV. "Hit me. Hard enough to leave a bruise."

"Won't your healing deal with the bruise?"

He shook his head. "I can hold it off until we're not in front of Liz. She'll think it's suspicious if Logan didn't at least put up a bit of a fight."

Lissa pulled a 'whatever' face before slugging Damon across the face, his bones cracking under the force of her punch.

"Dammit, I said hit me, not break my face!" Damon griped, right side of his face already swelling. She'd broken his cheekbone.

Caroline laughed at the two of them, suddenly seeing how the two of them could be friends. "Damon, you shouldn't have asked her to punch you if you weren't ready for the pain."

"She's the size of a munchkin! How could I know she hit like fucking Mike Tyson?" Damon grumbled, standing up just as red and blue lights came around the corner. Caroline just shrugged, still chuckling.

"Kol…that was way too strong for a human." Lissa thought, glancing down at her hand. It wasn't even red from the punch. "Do you think…nevermind"

Kol inside Lissa's mindscape frowned. Void witches weren't supernaturally strong. They weren't even magically strong. They weren't even magically that strong until they knew their powers better. Void witches' power came from their lack of magic. They sucked magic in like a void, keeping it inside their body either for their own use or for others to use. No spell was able to keep hold of them unless tied to their blood or soul. They just sucked the power from spells into their own bodies. The last void witch he'd known never hit the limit to what she could hold. The only void witches he'd heard of hitting their limit were children, and that never ended good. Not that he would be telling any of this to his host anytime soon.

Liz, parking hazardously, jumped out of her car before running over to Caroline. "Are you okay? Did you see anything?"

Caroline made eye contact with Lissa before shaking her head at her mom. "No, Logan knocked me out somehow. I woke up just as Damon was getting us out of the SUV."

Liz sighed, relieved that her daughter wasn't being pulled into the mess that was vampires. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, he did this because of me." She turned to Damon and Lissa, a grateful smile on her face. "Thank you, you two. Especially you Damon. I don't know how you did it but you scared him off."

Damon waved her off. "No need to thank me. He had Lissa too and she's a friend. I wasn't about to just let him get away." By now the swelling from the broken cheekbone had gone away and all he had was a yellowish bruise in the area.

"Liz, why don't you take Caroline home? I'm okay with Damon." Lissa suggested, suppressing a smile at Caroline's glare behind her mom's back. Liz agreed, turning to thank Damon again just as Lissa gave her friend a 'what can you do?' look. Both of them knew the woman wasn't about to let her daughter out of her sight for the rest of the night. And Lissa wasn't about to be brought home in a damn police car unless she'd earned the escort.

"Lissa, I'm glad you're okay." Liz said as she hugged the small girl. Caroline already made her way to the passenger seat of the cruiser. After nodding to both Damon and Lissa, the sheriff followed after and drove away.

As the rear lights faded, Damon and Lissa got inside his car, the same car she only just noticed parked a bit away. For some reason the white haired girl expected him to have run the whole way. Glancing at the vampire next to her, she grinned. "Thanks for coming by the way."

Damon raised an eyebrow at her, not sure why she was thanking him. Saving him furthered his plans with the council and it wasn't like he was going to leave his friend with an out of control vampire. "Did you think I wouldn't? I mean I assumed you could have saved yourself and Barbie just fine, but either way, I was coming to help."

She shrugged. "Just figured you'd leave me to get out myself." It's what most people would have done, besides Enzo. Enzo, if he hadn't already known her plan to get kidnapped, would have ran after the SUV himself.

"Sure you could have, but I needed to talk to him anyway…" Damon slammed on his breaks as he realized he still didn't know who turned the damn guy. "Dammit! I needed to talk to the spray tanned fucker!" He turned to her, question in his eyes.

"Guess it's good that I know where he's going to be then, isn't it?" Lissa smirked. Poor ol' Logan thought he was getting away. Like hell was she going to let the dude that was murderously obsessed with her aunt just leave.

Lissa sighed as a small splatter of blood hit her cheek. Damon was currently playing with Logan and the gun with wooden bullets he'd found. They had just gotten to the warehouse not five minutes ago. Logan had tried to speed away once he'd seen Damon, knowing the older vampire wouldn't be kind to him after this morning, but Lissa had shielded the door, leaving Logan to shatter his face when he face-planted into it going full speed.

Lissa, while Damon got to questioning, had pulled out her phone and updated Enzo on the plan. Instead of staying and waiting with Ric, she told him to stop Jeremy's fight then head this way. He could kill Logan when they got the name out of him.

Initially she was just going to kill him, keep the story on track, but honestly, getting Anna's name this early would be helpful. Maybe Damon would remember something and recognize the teenager and they could work together and the hurdle of opening the tomb would be over and done with quicker. Cause, honestly, she was getting a bit bored of it.

Lissa would need to check her own magic storage unit to see if she could find something to plant like a spell or information about Katherine and get the ball rolling faster. She had a time limit of five months, less now, before Klaus was getting to town and really, the fact that they didn't even know Katherine wasn't in the tomb was pathetic. She was disappointed in herself. If she didn't get Elena and the others ready then the ritual was going to be a disaster for all parties.

"Brutal, dear. You'd think you would care if your sister died."

"I do…that's why Klaus is looking for a witch that can handle the ritual and do the life transferring spell." She hummed, watching as Damon shattered Logan's femur in two places but still no name was given up. Either he didn't know it or he didn't realize he didn't know it. "I just don't care if she gets a bit of trauma. Me and Elena never got along, she's too judgy and self centered…and I'm too much of a psychopath with hardly any morals. They just don't mix."

Kol laughed at her words, understanding exactly where she was coming from.

Tisking, Lissa left her place, leaving against the shelf next to Damon and Logan, picking up some random tire iron, she brought it down, driving it into Logan's stomach and ripping it back out, blood spilling and spattering her and Damon. "Logan, it's pathetic that you really think we would believe the 'I don't know' routine. It's the oldest in the book. Even if you don't know, you have an idea. Now tell us the name. I promise neither me or Damon will kill you if you do."

Damon let out the beginning of disagreement that died when she glared at him. He could see she had a plan and considering the torture wasn't doing anything, might as well go along. "As she said, we're reasonable people. Just give us the name."

Logan shook his head, as he gritted his teeth. The two in front of him were insane. He wasn't surprised about Damon, being a vampire really ruined the morals, but Lissa? She used to play scrabble and helped around town occasionally. All the while she hid how insane she was. If it wasn't him being tortured, he'd be impressed.

Outside, the two torturers heard a car pull up, gravel not really quiet in any sense. Damon tensed, expecting a fight, only to relax as Enzo and Jeremy walked in.

"Honey~ I'm home~" Enzo called, walking into the open warehouse.

Lissa at the sight of them real quickly sliced the tire iron through the air and into Logan's temple killing him temporarily. Maybe a little death will help motivate him.

As Logan flopped sideways, blood pouring from his head, Lissa turned to the two of them grinning despite the blood splatter on her face and clothes. "Oh hey! You brought Jeremy."

While Lissa went to question her brother if he really was okay to stay and watch this, Enzo made eye contact with Damon. Instead of the white hot anger he'd been getting since learning the guy was still alive, it had simmered to just loathing of his person. Enzo, against his better judgment, still felt some affection for the man. Not enough to go back to being friends without some serious groveling from Damon, but enough to keep him from staking him anytime the black haired Salvatore was in his sights.

"I didn't know she asked you to come too." Damon said as a greeting.

Enzo walked over to the against some random shelf in front of the crumpled form of Logan, right next to Damon. "Why? Don't want me barging in on your 'investigation'?"

"Nope, I don't mind. You could probably even help us get the name faster."

"Cause of my extensive knowlege of torture techniques?"

"Of course, so many years under the knife, I'm sure you're an expert."

Enzo scoffed at the audacity Damon had, he knew damn well what went on at Augustine was more than just fun of the mill torture. Lissa, hearing Damon being a dick, walked up behind him after she was done talking to Jeremy and slapped him on the back of the head, a sharp "don't be fucking rude" coming right after.

"Lissa, dearest, you are my favorite person. Don't ever change." Enzo laughed at the astonished look Damon had. He doubted Damon had ever dealt with humans that were completely unafraid of him. Even Augustine people had a healthy fear of vampires. Lissa just didn't care.

Lissa shot Enzo a smug grin. "Of course, why would I want to change? I like who I am." She said before turning back to the vampire that was just now waking from his death nap. Jeremy, not wanting to draw attention to himself from Logan, walked over to Enzo and stood next to him.

Enzo side eyed the teenager. He was rather proud of the youngest Gilbert, despite the green hue he'd taken at the sight of blood covering his sister and Damon, no complaints or reprimands of how evil all of them were crossed his lips. Maybe because it wasn't a human they were torturing? He wasn't sure, but he assumed Lissa would have made sure everything was good on the Jeremy front.

"Logie~ You're back up!" Lissa cheered.

"Please…I told you and Damon I don't know. Just let me leave." Logan croaked, eyes wide not noticing the two new people in the room. Lissa wasn't about to bring attention to them either. Rule number one of torture, don't give your victim anymore information than they need. It's how they either escape or use the information against you later.

Not that Lissa thought Logan would do either. He wasn't going to be leaving the warehouse.

Lissa tilted her head at Logan, sweet smile on her lips before looking behind her to Damon. "Well, Damon, do you think he's telling the truth?"

Damon tsked. "No, I really don't. You don't just become a vampire by accident."

"I did! I really don't know!"

Lissa crouched down, grabbing Logan's jaw in her hand, the same smile on her face as his skin began bubbling and blistering, scream retching from his throat as this flesh was burnt right down to the bone. Besides Enzo, Jeremy gagged a little at the smell and looked away from the sight. "Now see? I think you're lying. You don't remember even a first name? What about any one night stands? Someone you met at a bar? Someone you don't recognize? After all, it could be anyone~"

Logan whimpered, trying to think of anyone he'd talked to before his change. "Anna!" He yelled, finally coming up with some girl he remembered was new in town. "I slept with this girl named Anna. I didn't recognize her, she was a lot younger than I normally went for but she was insistent. Please, there's your name. Just let me go."

Lissa stood up, happy she'd at least gotten that. Maybe it'll jog Damon's name after a bit.

Behind her, Enzo snorted to himself. The guy couldn't even hold up against a couple of burns. How pathetic. He'd even fallen for the oldest vampire trick in the book; meet some person, seem desperate, then when they take the bait, sleep and snack. The fact one of the people that was 'sworn to protect the town of Mystic Falls' had fallen for it? Hilarious.

Damon chuckled. "You're just a regular ol' schmuck, aren't you?"

"Sure, I'm a bit of a man whore. Now you have your information, I think it's time I get let go." Logan said, trying to push himself onto unstable legs. "I'll need to eat half the bar to heal completely from this." Logan looked down, frowning at his formerly designer shirt covered in burn holes and blood.

Damon raised an eyebrow at Logan's dismissal of them even after he'd just been begging for his life. "See I don't think we should let you go. You've been a bit obvious with who you eat. Leaving a trail of bodies…some of us want to stay in this town and if you're determined to eat a whole football team's worth of people, the only way it'll stay safe is if we kill you or the council…and you're easier to kill."

"Now Damon, that's not fair. We did promise we wouldn't kill him." Lissa raised her hand to stop Damon from stepping forward and killing the sportscaster. "I don't really want to break my promise to my former babysitter."

"Thank you, Melissa. I always knew you were the better Gilbert."

Jeremy let out an offended tone. Favorite Gilbert his ass. Logan had gone out of his way to avoid Lissa, too creeped out by her albinism.

Lissa furrowed her brows at Logan's words, fake confusion on her face. "You seemed to misunderstand me. I said me and Damon wouldn't kill you."

Enzo smirked, pushing off the shelf he was leaning against to come up behind Lissa, grabbing a broken broom handle as he did. Even at 5'10 he towered behind the girl, finally bringing Logan's attention to him. "But she didn't promise I wouldn't kill you, mate."

"Who the hell are you?" Logan snarled, standing shakily, still healing from everything. Enzo remembered back when he was a baby vampire, the god complex really hits hard…then crashing once he was shown he wasn't invincible the hard way.

"Me?" He asked hand to his chest. "I'm just your lovely English helper, come to get revenge for attempting to kill my best friend." He chuckled at Logan stepping away from him rapidly looking between him, a smug looking Lissa, and a smirking Damon. Trying to run now wouldn't do anything for the guy, not that any of them would tell him that. He should have run earlier if he was going to try. "Now be a dear and stay still."

Lissa took a couple of steps to the side as Enzo lunged, wooden handle piercing Logan's chest before he could even get over the shock. With a gasp, Logan fell to the ground, grey and dead.

There was a beat of silence before Jeremy walked over to Logan's body, hesitation and curiosity in his eyes. "Do they always turn grey?"

Lissa nodded, studying her relaxed brother. "Yeah, they do. How're you, by the way? Wall still holding? I was a bit worried thinking that seeing another vampire die would cause it to fall."

Jeremy shrugged. "Seems like it's still there. I don't feel any different and Enzo said it would be obvious when it fell."

Damon looked between the two siblings before deciding it wasn't important. He assumed it had something to do with how good the little Gilbert was handling his girlfriend's death. "I didn't recognize the name…did either of you?"

Lissa closed her eyes in despair. "He's an idiot. I hate him."

In her head, Kol laughed at her. "Looks like you're going to have to hold his hand through this…and probably the rest of his life."

"I'm a psychopath! How have I become the town supernatural's babysitter?"

"Don't know, Love, but it is entertaining."

Lissa sighed before answering Damon. "Maybe. I'll have to look through some stuff, but it sounds familiar. Maybe from a Gilbert journal or something."

Enzo, having been filled in about the tomb and everything that went down with Mystic Falls back when Damon was a human by Lissa, guessed that she was trying to imply it had something to do with that time. "Maybe look in your family's journals? If she's sticking around in town, she's probably been here before." He suggested to Damon, tone just on the edge of civil.

Damon nodded, trying to think about the name. If Lissa read it in a Gilbert journal, he may know her.

Lissa sent Enzo a thankful look. She loved that man. He somehow always stayed on the same wavelength as her. "Think someone could take me and Jer home? Us humans really do need sleep."

"Yeah, I'll take you guys home and Damon can go do whatever backstabbing dickheads do at night." Enzo said, smirking.

Jeremy snorted but walked back outside, sending a wave goodbye to Damon.

"Damon, nice working with you, we should do it again sometime." She offered, wiping her bloody hands on a random rag she found on the ground. "You know when I'm not doing it as an apology for being a bitch. Let me know how the thing with the T-O-M-B is going. I told you I'd help with it so I will."

Damon deadpanned at her. "Snow Princess, I'm pretty sure Enzo can spell 'tomb' you don't need to spell it out."

"Well now he can!" She cried anguished at the secret getting out before laughing and Enzo pushed her sideways at her cheek. She stuck her tongue out at him as she jogged out of the room backwards. He followed after her, like he always would.

Lissa would like it to be stated, she had tried to go to bed and stay in bed. Really, she had. She was tired. Enzo dropped her off at the Gilberts' residence, Jenna had made a bit of a stink about how little time she'd spent at home recently, and after taking a quick shower, had laid down to sleep.

That's when she got the call.

Elena had finally seen a picture of Katherine and was completely wigged out. There were tears and snot and outrage at Stefan. Hell, Lissa had almost been under fire when Elena realized she knew about Katherine. Luckily she played it off as Damon telling her about it and since Damon had told her, why would Lissa think Stefan had not told Elena?

After all, Stefan was dating Elena, and Damon was only Lissa's friend.

Either way, Elena in her freaked out state had decided that driving while having a panic attack was perfectly safe. So Lissa wasn't too surprised to hear a crash. Worried? Yes, but not surprised.

There was a moment while Lissa tried to get Elena to answer before Damon's voice came over the speaker. But how Lissa ended up in the passenger seat of his car going to Georgia? Not even she understood. It involved blackmail, threats to her sister's life, begging, and a promise to do her one favor no questions asked in the future. At least Damon gave her enough time to get dressed in some jeans and a tshirt. Even if he did make fun of it being an anime one.

So here she sat, after calling Enzo, she was now texting Klaus about the weird ass turn of her life. She was throwing ideas at him about different plans to get Elena on board with the ritual. He was just saying anything she did didn't matter, the ritual would be happening. So not much help there.

"I still find it odd that Klaus seems to genuinely enjoy talking to you." Kol mused as Lissa finally remembered to give Klaus the name of the witch he'd used in the…in the dream. Greta Martin.

"Oh, he's clearly just trying to stay on my good side so I keep helping him without threats." She shot back. "After all I've basically handed him freedom from his curse. Gave him a doppelganger, promised a vampire and a werewolf, and just now gave him a tip for a witch. So far I'm like his best fucking friend. There's no reason not to trust me."

"Except that I'm in your head."

Lissa snorted. Damon shot her a weird look that she ignored. Can't really explain the voice in her head was occasionally funny. "Like I'm going to mention that. Your brother is occasionally an idiot that thinks controlling your life and choices equals love. In his traumatized brain he's doing you a favor."

"A favor?" Kol seethed, mood flipping on a dime, causing Lissa's head to start pounding. His anger affecting her in the only way if could. Painfully.

"First off, jackass, tone the anger down. My head feels like it's about to pop like a balloon. You know damn well how you affect my body while you're inside my mindscape." Lissa griped, hand going to rub circles on her temples. "Second, I'm explaining his reasonings, not agreeing. The daggering is wrong. He shouldn't make your choices for you."

Kol must have calmed himself down because the pain lessened until it was just a mild throb, easily ignoreable. "Sorry, Love, didn't mean to cause you pain."

She sighed, not able to even be mad at the original. They were still figuring out how to live with each other. It didn't help the spell had taken a life of it's own by connecting them even further than it was originally supposed to. They were flying blind with their connecting. "We're good. Just know next time it happens I'll be kicking you out of my mindscape until you can control your emotions. I can't have a headache from hell at some inopportune moment. What if it kills me?"

"Wouldn't want that. Like I said, you're the only entertainment I've had for decades. Not giving this up just because I have some minor anger issues." Kol joked.

Lissa, not really wanting to talk anymore, went back to playing on her phone. Outside the window she watched as farmland passed in the rising sunlight. Figuring they still had a couple of hours until they hit Georgia, Lissa leaned her chair back to sleep. Keeping enough space to not lay on her knocked out sister. She told Damon to wake her up when they were at their destination and she was out. Staying up all night on top of going to school all day? Not her best decision.

She didn't know how long she'd been asleep, more than a handful of hours since it was almost sundown by the time Damon shook her awake. And Elena stood behind him, arms crossed in annoyance. Squinting, she rubbed her eyes, clearing out any sleep still in the, before getting out of the car. She must have been completely out of it if she slept through the freak out Elena had to have had when her twin had woken up.

In front of the car was what boiled down to a rundown dive bar. A place you'd go to get cheap whisky and information. In the front window by the door, Lissa noticed the same 'S' symbol that many supernatural accepting places had. Meaning this place had special items that specifically catered to supernatural creatures.

"I cannot believe you let him just take us to Georgia." Elena hissed as she walked beside her. They were following Damon into the bar, neither really in the mood for dive bar drinks, but going along with the vampire. "You know how freaked I was about the Katherine thing…I just wanted to stay home and wallow. Or go out of town with you and no other vampires and not think about how weird it is my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend is our triplet."

Lissa shook her head. "No, if you wallowed you'd have made it worse. And we can't skip town for a week without anyone knowing. Damon knows the situation and can make sure no one really freaks at us being out of town. Plus you can talk to him about Katherine. It'll be good for you." Lissa said, bumping her grumpy sister. "It is freaky though, I won't lie. But considering the vampire shit, is it really the freakiest? People say you have at least five look-alikes at all times, just look at her as one of ours."

"No yours," Elena corrected. "She didn't have albinism and your piercings make the resemblance almost negligible."

"Ooh, negligible, that and SAT word?"

"Lissa, please."

Lissa sighed, grabbing Elena's arm stopping her from following Damon through the door. "Elena, I promise. Damon is harmless to us right now. I'm helping him with what he came to town for and you're my sister. I may not like you much of the time and the times I do you're still annoying, but I'm not going to let him hurt you." She hummed before adding, "Plus he really only took you to annoy Stefan, so not like you would be in danger even if I wasn't here."

Elena studied her face before a small smile formed. "You know, most sisters don't insult their siblings while comforting them."

Lissa chuckled as she opened the bar door. "How boring, I'm assuming most sisters probably like their siblings enough to just not mention it."

"Couldn't let this be a good bonding moment, could you?"

"Nooope~"

Lissa followed behind Elena into the dingy bar, hoping Damon wasn't being molested by the bar owner. Lucky for them, Damon was already sat on a barstool right at the counter, a woman who she assumed was Bree standing in front of him smirking. Bree was a taller, middle aged black woman with the wildest curls Lissa had seen in a while. She could see why Damon had initially been attracted to her. Lissa wouldn't mind having fun with the woman if she offered.

"'Bout time you two came in." Damon called over. "I was worried you ran away."

Lissa and Elena rolled their eyes at the same time, but did make their way over to the vampire. "Damon, we're not dogs." Elena griped, taking the seat to the right of him while Lissa went to the left.

"You're not but your sister is a bitch if I ever met one." Damon joked.

"And don't you forget it." Lissa grinned before going to shake Bree's hand. "Lissa Gilbert, that's my sister, Elena. Please tell me you were the one to leave this douchebag cause you're way too pretty for him to take advantage of."

"Nope, broke my heart and ruined all men for me until I met my husband." Bree laughed.

Lissa blinked. Husband? Bree definitely did not have a husband in the sh-dream. In the dream.

"Things different from how you remember it?" Kol spoke up, chuckling at her confusion. "Maybe something you did in the past rippled out. That's the joy of knowing the future, you unknowingly change it."

"I've never met the woman! How could I change her relationship status?" Lissa frowned.

Outside her head, Damon was laughing at Bree. "I cannot believe you got married! Where is the lucky man?"

"You asking for me?" A deep voice said from the door next to Lissa. Out came a large man, biceps the size of her head and no shorter than 6'5, bald but a large beard on his face. "You're Damon, right? Bree said she thought you'd be stopping by."

Damon grinned at him. "Wow, she couldn't have gone for anyone more different than me."

"Probably didn't want the reminders." Elena muttered, still cranky she got dragged to Georgia. But Lissa wasn't worried about that, instead she was gaping at the man.

"Jason?!" She gasped.

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