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Brea's door burst open "up, come on!" Jeremy said from his sister's doorway.

"Jer?" she mumbled, "what the hell?"

"We have to go down to the station remember? To give statements. Elena told me to wake you up."

Brea looked at her alarm clock, "we don't have to be there for an hour and a half!"

"I'm not messing with Elena today. She's in one of those 'I'm going to destroy everything in my path' moods," Jeremy said with a shrug.

"Talking about Elena?" Jenna asked as she walked past Brea's room.

"Yep," Brea answered. "Want to mess with her?" Brea asked excitedly.

"Do I ever! Jenna, don't tell," Jeremy warned.

"Oh, no way. I am so in," Jenna said, just excited to be included.

"Elena what are you doing!" Brea yelled as she came downstairs 10 minutes later all dressed and ready for the day.

"What did I do?" she asked between mouthfuls of cereal.

"We have to be at the police station in 15 minutes, Jeremy came to tell me you were still in your pyjamas eating!"

"Brea we don't have to be there for like over an hour."

"Wrong, Elena," Brea turned to look at the clock. "Yeah that clock has stopped Elena, you're seriously late." At the prospect of being late Elena's eyes flung open and she looked at Jenna.

Jenna turned to look at the clock and took a second to fake realisation before yelling "shoot," causing Elena to subsequently bolt upstairs to get changed.

"BRENNA!" Elena roared when she reached her room and saw her alarm clock was at the same time as the downstairs clock and realised she had been tricked. At this Jeremy, Brea and Jenna started laughing hysterically.

Brea's interrogation with Sheriff Forbes was no doubt awkward. Caroline was her best friend and it was weird being questioned by her mom. As the Gilbert's left the station the mood was sombre, and as they were leaving they all caught sight of Stefan waiting out front. "Stefan alert, Stefan alert, Stefan alert," Brea whispered in Elena's ear until she was shoved away.

"Rejected," Jenna smirked.

"Shut up!" Brea laughed at her childish aunt.

"I'll meet you guys at the car," Elena told them.

As they walked away, leaving Elena, Jenna sang, "don't you wish that you could be a…"

"Fly on the wall?" Brea finished. "Not for that one Jenna, that one may be messy," Brea said looking back at her twin.

Eventually, Elena met them at the car and the twins sat in the back seat. Brea had been playing piano notes with her hands on the empty seat next to her when Elena snapped "Cut that out, Brea."

"What?"

"The hand thing."

"Why?"

"It's irritating."

"But why is it irritating?"

"Why are you so annoying today," Elena huffed.

Before Brea could respond further her phone buzzed with a text from Jeremy who was sitting in the front seat.

J - Told you, angry Elena today.

B - No doubt. I think she's mad about this morning.

J - Hey, you did it. Not me.

B - You laughed, she's going to kill you for that later

J - I think she's mainly mad about Stefan. That makes it your job to save us from angry Lena. Fix her.

B - What! Why's it my job? I don't want that job. Give it to Jenna!

J - You're the twin, it's part of the job

B - Bugger…

At this, Jeremy snorted and Elena shot her head up and turned to look at Brea, noticing Brea's wide eyes, she scowled and said, "are you two texting each other? You are aren't you?"

"No," Brea said too quickly.

"I hate you both," Elena grumbled looking out the window. Brea scowled at the back of her brothers head rest and reached forward and gave his head a shove.

Jeremy, Brea and Jenna sat at the dining table arguing under their breaths.

"Jenna, I'm not doing it. She's mad at me today. If I go over there she will kill me," Brea protested.

"I don't want to do it either, grumpy Elena is scary."

"Jenna someone has to go tell her not to wallow."

"I'm not doing it, I just lost Vicki, I'm too sad to do it," Jeremy said as the two girls turned to look at him.

"Oh my god, Jer! You sneaky devil you're playing the sympathy card!" Brea accused and Jeremy shrugged his shoulders.

"You're evil, but I'm totally in the same boat. Logan dumped me via email," Jenna remarked.

"Logan's a jerk, sorry Jen, and I hate to say it, but I told you so. I'll comfort Jer, you go talk to the demon twin," Brea suggested.

Jenna groaned, "I hate you, and I know you love saying I told you so," she whispered before walking over to the couch and plonking herself down next to Elena as Jeremy turned his attention back to whatever he was working on.

"Wanna keep it down over there?" Jeremy asked Elena and Jenna as their voices carried to the dining table.

"Why what are you doing?" Jenna asked.

"Homework," he answered. At this Elena turned to look at her brother in shock.

Brea looked up from her phone with a gasp and pulled Jeremy's workbook towards her so she could see. "Oh my god, guys! He's doing math! He's doing math! I thought you were drawing Jer."

"Since when do you do homework?" Elena asked, also shocked.

"I gotta finish this. I'm way behind, and I have a quiz tomorrow, so…" he trailed off going back to his studies.

"What do you think? Alien?" Elena suggested as Brea walked over to the back of the couch.

"Some sort of replicant," Jenna suggested.

"How do we take it down?" Brea asked.

"He can hear you," Jeremy scoffed.

"Oh my god, he can hear us, run!" Brea said teasingly. Brea and Elena then exchanged concerned looks wondering what Damon had done to change Jeremy so much.

"Oh my god thank god you're here Bon!" Brea said with joy when she opened the front door.

"Hey," Bonnie said hugging Brea.

"You don't know what I've been dealing with all day, she's a monster Bon!" Brea said about Elena and Bonnie just rolled her eyes. "Come on then, I'll show you," Brea said grabbing Bonnie's hand and pulling her upstairs to Elena's room. Once they reached the door Brea hesitated. "You first," she said pushing Bonnie towards the door. Bonnie just raised her eyebrows at Brea with a small smile on her face. Brea shrugged, "last time I went in there she threw a pillow at my head," she explained as Bonnie giggled and opened the door gently.

"You up?" Bonnie asked Elena knocking on the door.

"No," Elena groaned, burying herself in her bed covers.

Bonnie turned to look at Brea questioningly. "She's only being nice because you're here. I swear, just asked Jeremy. Or even Jenna."

Bonnie walked over to Elena's bed and pulled the covers away despite Elena's protesting. "Why haven't you called me back?"

"I'm sorry."

"Are you gonna stay in there forever?" Bonnie asked as Brea slowly crept into the room.

"Yep."

"In that case can I borrow your clothes without asking?" Brea asked as both girls gave her funny looks. "What if she's all tucked away in bed she won't need them? I like her jackets."

"Move over," Bonnie said before gesturing to Brea to join them on the bed. "I'm officially worried. What's going on?"

"I'm tired of thinking, of talking. I-"

"Can I get a one-line version so I can at least pretend to be helpful?" Bonnie asked as nicely as she could.

"Stefan and I broke up," Bonnie turned to look at Brea as Elena told her this.

"Sorry, I forgot to mention that I guess."

"I'm so sorry," Bonnie said focusing on Elena. "Are you ok?" Elena then gave her a look. "Right. Stupid question. I know I've been kind of M.I.A. when you need me the most. I suck."

"It's fine Bon, I mean, Brea could've been nicer to me," Elena said making Brea gasp incredulously at this. "But you wanna make it up to me? Get my mind off of it."

"I tried to get your mind off it," Brea grumbled.

"Yeah, by being painful all day."

"Excuse me! It was all Jeremy's idea," Brea lied.

"Was not," Elena scowled.

"Was too."

"Was not."

"Ok, ok," Bonnie said cutting the twin's argument off. "I'll distract you, just stop," she sighed as the two twins fell silent. "Now remember you asked for it," Bonnie said climbing over Brea to shut the windows. She then grabbed a pair of scissors and sliced a pillow open.

"Hey!" Elena argued as Brea giggled.

"Payback for throwing it at my head earlier," Brea mumbled as Elena shot her sister a glare.

"Be patient," Bonnie reassured. "I need to swear you both to secrecy."

"It's kind of a bad week for that kind of stuff," Elena groaned.

"Swear, cause I'm not supposed to be showing you this."

"We swear Bonnie," Brea agreed for the two of them.

"Ok. There are no windows open, right?" Bonnie asked and Brea and Elena confirmed. "There's no fan, no air conditioning?"

"None. What are you doing?" Elena asked.

"Grams just showed me this. You two are gonna love it. You ready?" After this Bonnie started moving her hand upwards and a feather followed.

"What the!" Brea exclaimed.

"Bonnie, what's going on?" Elena asked as Bonnie smiled and lifted more feathers into the air.

"Bonnie! This is amazing," Brea said in delight as Bonnie lifted heaps of feathers into the air around the twins.

"It's true. Everything my grams told me. It's impossible. But it's true. I'm a witch."

"A Bennett witch," Brea said with strange familiarity as Bonnie nodded smiling.

"I believe you," Elena said in awe as Brea sat back down feeling confused.

"I'll be back guys," Brea said bolting out of the room, suddenly feeling nauseous.

"Here my love," a voice whispered from behind her. Brea spun around and saw no one there. "It's for your birthday. I got my favourite witch Mary-Alice Claire to make it," this ghostly voice again came from behind Brea, making her yelp and spin around, only to find no one there. "It'll act as a partner to the ring you lost in Mystic Falls, all you need do is say my name whilst holding it and I'll be able to find you anywhere darling. It's connected to my daylight ring," with these last words Brea saw a faint outline of a man in front of her, reaching out for her hand. Brea screamed in fright as he reached out for her as she frantically took a few steps backward, tripping on the step at the top of the stairs and began to fall, only to have Jeremy catch her.

"Brea, what the hell!" he yelled concerned as Bonnie and Elena ran out of her room and Jenna ran up the stairs to see what the yells were about. Brea was hysterical and panting with tears in her eyes.

"Brea are you ok?" Jenna asked as she frantically pushed hair behind her niece's ear as Jeremy lowered her to the ground.

"Did you see that?" she asked Jeremy.

"See what?"

"That man, he tried to touch me, he was talking to me," she said hyperventilating.

"There was no one there Brea," he said concerned.

"There was, there was," she said looking around.

"Brea, how'd you sleep last night?" Jeremy whispered to her. Brea couldn't use words to answer, she was in such a state, so she just shook her head. There was no way she could sleep without seeing what happened to Vicki playing over and over in her head. "Maybe you just need some sleep," he suggested as he helped her stand up and again whispered to her, "have a rest ok? Take some of the pills, you need them. Sorry, I asked you to stop." Brea smiled and started to make her way to her room as she heard Jeremy try to explain to a concerned Jenna, Elena and Bonnie that she was just exhausted and needed some rest. Brea entered her room and immediately took some of her sleeping pills and drifted off into a peaceful dreamless sleep.

When Brea woke up hours later, Elena was in bed with her, making her sit up quickly and yelled in fright. "Oh geez, Elena! You scared me."

"I'm miserable again," Elena moaned.

"Why? What happened?"

"I went to Stefan's house."

"Oh yay!" when Brea saw her sister's face she corrected herself "oh, I mean, oh no… what happened?"

"There was a towel girl," Elena moped.

"A what?" Brea giggled.

"A 'friend' of Stefan's, when I went there I saw her in a towel, and Stefan was in the shower."

"Oh, Lena, I'm so sorry."

"Whatever it's fine, your phone's been buzzing like crazy," Elena said flipping over.

Brea reached for her phone and clicked on voicemail. "Brenna Gilbert you haven't replied to my texts and now you are not answering my calls. I'm having a party. You need to be at the Grill by 7 or I will come to your house and drag you by your ears. Ok bye, sweetie!" Caroline ended her voice message in a cheery tone.

"Oh my god, Caroline is insane."

"What?"

"She's having a party at the Grill and we have to go," Brea said and Elena groaned.

"Brea, what happened earlier?" Elena asked both concerned and serious.

"Oh, nothing it was a lack of sleep. I haven't been sleeping well so I think I was just a bit delusional," Brea tried to brush off as Elena gave an uncertain nod. The doorbell rang and Elena groaned before getting up out of bed to answer it.

Elena came back upstairs, "that was Stefan."

"Oh my god, what! The nerve," Brea gasped as she sat back up.

"No, he actually explained everything. Lexie is 350 years old, his oldest friend. Nothing romantic."

"Well that's good then," Brea looked at Elena's confused face. "Or maybe it isn't…"

"It's his birthday today, Stefan's."

"No way! Wow, he's like a billion today. Come on then," Brea said getting up.

"Where are we going?"

"Care's party. It's his birthday we have to go celebrate it."

"No I wanna stay in tonight Brea," Elena said resisting her sister's pull.

"Elena, come on, you like him right, let's go celebrate his birthday. Plus I'm scared Caroline will kill us if we don't show."

"Alright then," Elena said with a smile as the twins ran to get ready.

Half an hour later the twins walked into the Grill and Elena immediately saw Stefan.

"You're staring," Brea whispered in her ear as Damon walked into their line of sight and the twin's semi-happy faces dropped to pure distaste.

"Stefan smiles, alert the media," Damon mocked coming to stand next to the girls. "Brenna," he smirked as he greeted her, making her give him a small smile in return.

"You haven't given him a lot of reasons to be happy lately," Elena scowled.

"Oh, you're right. Poor Stefan. Persecuted throughout eternity by his depraved brother. Does it get tiring being so righteous?" Damon asked.

"It flares up in the presence of psychopaths," Elena snarked back.

"Woo! Nice one Lena!" Brea cheered as Elena grabbed her hand and they started walking away.

"Ouch. Well, consider this psychopath's feelings hurt," Damon said grabbing his chest.

"What did you do to our brother?" Elena asked spinning around.

"I'm gonna need a less vague question."

"When you did what you did to Jeremy's memory of Vicki, what else did you do to him?" Elena asked as Damon got closer.

"You asked me to take away his memory of fangs and rawr and all the bad stuff. You wanted me to take away his suffering."

"He's doing homework Damon," Brea said. "Homework! I haven't seen him do homework since, well, since a while ago.

"He's acting differently. He seems ok with everything and a little too ok. I mean he's studying. He's not doing drugs. He's not drinking. Are you sure you didn't do anything else?" Elena elaborated.

"Elena, I took away his suffering." Elena nodded and then walked off.

"Thank you, Damon, you did a nice thing for my brother so, thanks," Brea mumbled before starting to walk off but Damon grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

"Now where did you get that ring?"

"Stefan gave it to me," she said yanking her hand back. "He said it belonged to Katherine's sister, you know, the sister you took to the Founder's Ball," she quipped and his smirk faltered. Brea then became sympathetic. "Look it's laced with vervain, to protect me from compulsion. But Stefan said you two were good friends so if you don't want me to have it…"

"No," Damon said grabbing her hands to stop her as she went to pull it off. "No, you keep it, it belongs to you," he said before rushing off.

"Hey you," Matt said coming up behind Brea, pulling her focus from staring after Damon.

"Hey, Matty did not expect to see you here."

"No well, Caroline threatened me if I didn't show."

"Me too! We have to take her down, she's too powerful, we need a game plan." Brea said as she took notice of a girl at the bar staring at her. "Will you excuse me, Matt," Brea said walking off to the staring girl. "I'm sorry, have we met?" Brea asked, wanting to know why the girl was staring at her.

"Not yet. I'm Lexie."

"Lexie? Towel girl?" Brea asked with a smile as she realised this was Stefan's friend.

"Is that what I'm known as now?" Lexie laughed. "Your sister called me that too."

"Well, I'm Brenna, well, Brea is better, but... yeah."

"I know. Stefan told me," she said smiling, nodding her head toward Stefan and Elena talking.

"So you've known him for a long time right?"

"Over 100 years. I know he seems a bit uptight but, he's the nicest guy once you get to know him. And he would never ever hurt Elena, I can guarantee you that. Do you want a drink?"

"Um, a cola would be nice? Thanks."

"One cola coming up." As Lexie was getting Brea's drink, Brea saw Chad in a booth with Matt and lifted her hand to wave at him. "Boyfriend or ex?" Lexie asked.

"Ex."

"Oh, what happened there?"

"I don't know, thanks," she said as Lexie handed her her drink. "It just wasn't right you know? I mean, when it's right you just know," she said and Lexie gave her a small smile.

"You'll find it one day, that I promise you."

"Brea!" Matt called from the booth waving her over.

"Looks like you're wanted," Lexie said giving her permission to leave.

"Yeah, it was really nice to meet you, Lexie, I mean it. I hope you hang around in town for a bit," Brea said with a smile before leaving. "Matt, what's up?" she asked.

"Chad is so wrong about something and I need you to settle it," Matt said. Matt was taking up most of his side of the booth so Brea had to slide in next to Chad. "Fall or summer, which is the better season?"

"Seriously! You called me all the way over for that," Brea said bemusedly. "But fall of course."

"See told you," Matt cheered.

"The leaves make it the winner Chad. Falling leaves, you just can't beat it," Brea giggled before Caroline place her glass on the table and pretty much fell on top of Matt as she tried to get into the booth.

"Whoa. Hey," Matt exclaimed as Brea leaned forward concerned.

"I slim… I'm slipped. I slipped," Caroline finally managed to get out.

"Hammered, huh?" Matt noticed.

"Dude this is two nights in a row," Brea said shaking her head.

"Well… a very nice but not handsome bartender was very kind to me tonight. Unlike the rest of the global humanverse."

Brea noticed Caroline's demeanour and asked, "are you ok Care?"

Caroline, not hearing her friend asked, "are you those curly fries?" as she spied the basket of fries on the table.

"Coffee for the drunk girl," Matt asked Chad.

When Chad didn't move fast enough, Brea said, "that means you Chad, please," and he sighed and got up to get coffee.

"Bad night huh?" Matt asked as Caroline sighed.

"Baddest," Brea leaned forward across the table and grabbed her hand concerned. "Am I shallow?" Caroline asked.

"Is that a trick question?" Matt asked unsure how to answer.

"I don't mean to be. I… I wanna be deep. I wanna be, like, the abyss deep."

"No offence Care, but deep's really not your scene."

At this Brea kicked Matt under the table. "Read the mood, Matt, read the mood," she hissed.

"That's true. I'm shallow. I am worse than shallow. I'm a kiddie pool," Caroline stuttered as she started to cry and Brea got up and knelt beside her.

"Care, you're perfect the way you are. Did someone say something to you?" Brea asked rubbing Caroline's arm.

"You're not a kiddie pool," Matt tried to comfort. "You're not a kiddie pool."

"Can I just go home?" Caroline asked.

"Yeah, I'll take you, come on," Matt said. Caroline reached out to Brea beside her and tried to hug her but ended up falling out of the booth, pushing Brea over. Matt reached out quickly and caught Caroline before she hit the floor leaving Brea to tumble to the ground.

"Ouch Care," she winced.

"Sorry," Caroline apologised as she began to cry again.

"Oh, no, don't cry," Brea groaned as she tried to stand up.

"She's all right Caroline. She always falls over, it's no different from usual," Matt joked as he smirked at Brea despite her glare. "Hold still. Hold still," he instructed Caroline. "All right. 1, 2, 3," Matt counted as he picked Caroline up.

"Why do you never do that with me? It looks like fun," Brea asked.

"You never get drunk Brea," Matt smiled.

"Hey could you drop me home on your way," she asked. "I've had enough of this. I only came because I was scared Caroline would attack me if I didn't."

"Yeah sure come on," he nodded as the three of them walked outside, only to see a few police cars out front.

"Oh my god Sheriff warning!" Brea hissed to Matt as Sheriff Forbes caught sight of Caroline in Matt's arms and began running over.

"What happened? Is she ok?" she asked.

"Like you care," Caroline mumbled.

"She's drunk?" Sheriff Forbes realised.

"As a skunk," Caroline joked, causing Brea's eyes to widen and she slapped a hand over her friend's mouth, so she wouldn't get in more trouble with her mom.

"Are they serving you in there?" the Sheriff asked angrily.

"I'll take her home. It's on my way, I'm taking Brea home too. I haven't been drinking," Matt hesitantly answered.

"I would appreciate that, Matt. Thank you," as Sheriff Forbes said this, Brea removed her hand from Caroline's mouth. "You and I will discuss this later."

"Mmm, can't wait," Caroline sang as Brea closed her eyes to grimace and Matt walked away with Caroline. As Brea went to follow Sheriff Forbes pulled her back.

"Look into my eyes, Brea."

"I haven't been drinking Liz," Brea said nervously as Liz studied her eyes.

"Ok, sweetie. Thank you for helping Caroline," she nodded, letting Brea run after Matt. As Brea chased after Matt, she stumbled on a step and fell down a few steps, quickly grabbing onto the railing to stop herself from falling to the ground again.

"Ok, I know how that looks but I swear I didn't drink," Brea quickly defended as she turned back to face Liz who just smiled at the girl. She'd known Brea for years and was well aware she had a clumsy streak at times.

As Brea got in the backseat of Matt's truck she heard Caroline singing, "I got a pocket, got a pocket full of sunshine, I got a got a love and it's all mine woah, oh wooo."

"Wow Care, you're usually a great singer," Brea laughed as she listened to her sings off-tune rendition.

"This is going to be a long drive home," Matt groaned. The rest of the drive to the Gilbert house was filled with Caroline singing very off-key songs, from rock songs to nursery rhymes. "Ok stop 1, Gilbert house," Matt laughed at his joke from the front.

"Hilarious," Brea remarked sarcastically. "Thanks for the lift Matt, see you tomorrow, good luck," Brea said gesturing to Caroline before getting out of the car.