EDITED OCT22

Elena and Brea sat in the Grill in silence. Elena was studying and Brea was looking over a book on Petrova family history that Elena had gotten from Damon when the two of them went to visit Duke.

"Are you ever going to put that down?" Elena asked not looking up from her studies.

"Nope. It's amazing. Look, it's me," she said pointing to a drawing of her and Katherine with, who she assumed, were her parents of the time.

"I'm trying to study, Brea," Elena huffed.

"Well you spoke to me first," Brea muttered under her breath.

Brea glanced up from her book when she saw someone slide into the seat opposite her only to glare when she saw it was Damon. While Brea scowled at him, Damon gave her a small wave with his fingers causing Brea to slam the book closed in anger making Elena jump and notice Damon.

"Go away," Brea snapped at him.

"What do you want?" Elena asked.

"So this is where you two spend your time when one of you isn't stabbing people in the back," Damon noted looking around. Elena had to play a trick on him in order to get the Petrova book from him. He was still a little pissed.

"Oh screw you," Brea snapped. "She did the right thing, you ass."

Elena gave Brea a look to be quiet and then sighed, "I tricked you into telling me the truth. That's not stabbing you in the back. It's using your own tactics against you." Elena clicked her pen closed and gestured to Brea that they were going to leave.

"Where are you two going?" Damon asked, a smirk still plastered on his face.

"I made myself clear, Damon," Elena scolded. "I want nothing to do with you."

Damon then turned his smirk to Brea and she glared. "I stand with good old Elena here. You killed my brother. You're an ass." Brea shot one last smirk before walking away with Elena.

"Ok. See you at Jenna's barbecue," Damon mused, making the girls freeze in their place.

The twins both slowly turned around and Elena asked, "how did you know about Jenna's barbecue?"

"It was my idea," he said. "Jenna went to high school with Mason Lockwood. So I figured a social gathering would be a good way to get to know the guy. So I told Ric, to tell Jenna…"

"1. Leave Mason alone," Brea spat interrupting his speech. "2. Does Jenna know that you're going to be there? Because she's not exactly a fan of yours, we've spoken about you in depth."

A waitress then came over and placed a box in front of Damon. "Perfect. Thank you," he smiled at her. "I'm hoping this peach cobbler will pave the way," he said to the girls before standing up.

"Dammit. Jenna loves peach cobbler," Brea muttered.

"What are you up to?" Elena asked.

"I'm gonna put some silver into Mason Lockwood and prove he's a werewolf."

"No you are not," Brea hissed turning to face him.

Damon just smirked. "See you both at the barbecue."

"I hate him. I hate him," Brea hissed to her sister.

Elena and Brea were helping Jenna set up for her barbecue, Brea was still in a bad mood from their confrontation with Damon earlier. "Thanks for letting us invite Caroline," Elena said to try to break the silence. "She could use a day of distraction."

"Well, she's not the plus one I'm worried about," Jenna said. "Why is Damon coming?" she asked Elena.

"Because Alaric is a pity taker," Elena replied. "Come on, Jenna. Be nice."

"Why should she?" Brea asked grumpily. "Be mean Jenna, be mean."

"I'll be nice when Damon learns to keep his paws off you. Until then Brea and I are perfectly happy making the guy's life a living hell," Jenna snarked and Brea laughed raising her hand to high-five her aunt.

"Ahh, good news!" Mason cheers coming into the kitchen. "Found the shot glasses."

"That would be my exit," Elena says walking out of the room.

"Here for 10 minutes and already I'm back under the bleachers at the pep rally," Jenna mused.

"Just like old times huh?" Mason laughed hugging Jenna as Brea giggled and raised her eyebrows. "Only I didn't swipe this bottle from my old man," he joked.

"You, block your ears, don't go getting any ideas," Jenna smiled at Brea who was grinning widely.

"Oh, the expensive stuff. I like you already," Ric mused, coming inside after he finished barbecuing.

"Just happy to be invited," Mason said nicely.

"You're just happy to be invited anywhere," Brea joked sarcastically and Mason pulled her into a gentle headlock.

"Thank Ric. This was his idea," Jenna smiled.

"Really?" Mason asked letting Brea go.

"Yeah, well, you know. I thought it'd be nice to meet some of Jenna's old high school friends. Dig up a little dirt," Ric said as Brea gave him a warning look.

"Oh, I've got dirt. I've got dirt," Mason laughed as he poured drinks.

"I have no secrets. Only dirty shame," Jenna smiled as she, Mason and Ric, raised their glasses.

"Cheers," they all said as Damon walked in.

"Hey," Damon greeted and Jenna and Ric lowered their shot. As they were distracted Mason subtly slid a shot to Brea and she quickly drank it, knowing she'd need it to put up with Damon.

"Damon," Jenna greeted icily.

"We were just doing shots. Let me get you a shot glass, buddy," Ric said as Damon showed Jenna the box of cobbler he brought.

"No, here," Jenna said throwing back her glass. "Use mine," she snapped slamming the glass into his hand.

"Yes, Jenna!" Brea laughed, following Jenna out of the room. "That was amazing I love it! I love you, you are the best," Brea cheered as she rubbed her aunt's shoulders.

"He's an ass," Jenna sneered.

"Dress! Ballerina!" Jenna yelled as they all played Pictionary later that day.

"Puppy! Puppy! Puppy with a tutu!" Caroline yelled guessing.

"No," Damon said as he continued to draw. Brea sat on the armchair of Mason's chair and glared at Damon, knowing the drawing was hinting at wolves.

"Dog. Hound dog," Jenna excitedly called out. "You ain't nothing but a hound dog," she laughed drunkenly.

"Dances with Wolves," Mason answered and Caroline, Ric and Jenna spun their heads to look at Mason confused as to how he got it right.

"Mason wins… again," Damon said eyeing him.

"How is that a wolf?" Jenna called as she reached for her wine glass.

"Ok Jenna," Brea laughed reaching forward to pull the wine further away. "You're officially cut off!"

"No way," Jenna protested, getting up out of her seat and pulling Brea into a headlock as she'd Mason had done earlier. Jenna let go of Brea, laughed and smoothed out her niece's messy hair before walking off to the kitchen.

"That was your fault," Brea groaned looking at Mason. "She only did that because she saw you do it first."

"It's fun, Little Gilbert," Mason said smirking at her.

"Don't you dare," Brea warned, but Mason only laughed before grabbing her in another headlock.

Jenna, Damon, Ric, Mason and Brea were in the dining room, ready to have dessert whilst Elena and Caroline were being antisocial in the other room. "Mason. Why don't you start us off," Damon offered placing a pie in front of him. Brea, who was sitting next to Mason, noticed the silver pie server Damon had placed in it and immediately glared at Damon. Mason saw the server and hesitated.

"Sure," Mason said spinning the pie around and taking a bit out with his hands. Brea let out a sigh of relief before giggling at Mason's strange behaviour. Mason looked around to notice Ric giving him a weird look. Mason then smiled and said with a laugh. "What am I? I apologise. I'm an animal."

Ric then laughed to ease the tension. "So, Mason, you and Jenna never dated?" he asked.

Mason shook his head. "She was always lost in Logan Fell-land," Mason remarked.

"Don't make me puke," Brea pretended to retch.

"Oh, my first mistake," Jenna mused.

"Oh and what a monumental mistake that was," Brea smiled sweetly at Jenna.

"Shoosh you, you've got to let it go one day," Jenna smiled. "Mason was a catch, he had girls lining up."

"Really?" Damon asked. "Huh. I always pegged you for a lone wolf," he smirked and Brea gave him her best glare.

"I'm sure I wasn't half the lady killer you were," Mason retorted making Brea stop glaring and her eyes went wide as she exchanged uncomfortable looks with Ric. "How about a toast?" he offered and Brea nodded in agreeance. "Not you," he winked at her. "To new friends."

The four then clinked their beer bottles together and called out "cheers!"

"Brea," Elena said as she popped her head into the room. "We're going to go check on Stefan, want to come?"

"Go to see the better Salvatore?" Brea smirked with a glare at Damon. "Count me in," she said standing up as Elena left the room. "Bye Mason," Brea farewelled.

"Thanks for this. I appreciate it," Elena said, breaking the awkward silence in the car.

"Here we come… to the rescue," Caroline sniped.

"Why are you being so snippy?" Elena asked.

"That's my own drama," Caroline brushed off. "I'm sure that you two will beat the odds. Not that there's any study to pull odds from."

"Care," Brea warned. Caroline was projecting her disappointment over her failed relationship with Matt onto Elena and Stefan.

Caroline continued anyway. "What is the ratio of success for vampire/human couplings? I'm guessing nil"

"Ok, Caroline," Elena said annoyed.

"Sorry," Caroline replied.

"Well, apparently I have a vampire husband from what I'm told, pull the odds from that," Brea smirked.

Caroline snorted. "How successful would you call that Brea? You know nothing about the guy and you're not exactly together."

"Touche," Brea muttered, shrinking into her seat.

Before anyone could say anything else, the car shook. "Crap," Caroline muttered pulling over.

"Bugger," Brea sighed, knowing they'd blown a tire.

"Are you sure the tow's coming? We've been waiting forever," Elena exclaimed angrily to Caroline hours after they pulled over. Brea had been keeping herself occupied talking to Tyler and Matt in their group chat whilst Elena and Caroline sniped at each other.

"I know. It's weird," Caroline muttered. "They said they'd be here by now."

"Yeah," Elena said pacing. "I'm just going to call Jenna."

"No," Caroline yelled. "Let me try the tow people again. I'll use my aggro voice."

"Yeah, definitely can't call Jenna, Lena," Brea muttered. "She is drunk as a skunk. So she 100% can't drive," Brea laughed.

"We can just walk from here," Elena suggested.

"That works," Brea agreed, pulling herself off the hood of the car.

"I can't just leave my car," Caroline said blocking Elena's path.

"It's not going anywhere Care," Brea laughed.

"Exactly. We'll come back for it," Elena agreed.

"Just give me a minute, Elena," Caroline snapped.

"Caroline, what part of 'I'm worried about Stefan' didn't sink in?" Elena asked and Brea stepped forward looking at Caroline with confusion.

"You ok, Care?" Brea asked nervously.

"Urgh! What's the rush?" Caroline snapped at them both. "Elena, why are you hurrying to get to a relationship that'll never work?"

Both girls eyebrows shot up in shock. "Caroline!" Brea scolded. "Not your place."

"Ok. Look, I know that you're upset over Matt, but will you stop projecting it onto me and Stefan, please?"

"I'm not projecting anything. You're human. He's a vampire. You're going to be 70 and in diapers, and he's still going to be smoking hot. And you will never have his children, Elena. And you are too maternal not to have children."

Elena and Brea stood there in shock before Elena asked. "Where is this coming from?"

"I'm just trying to be your friend."

"Ok. Well, do me a favour and stop trying," Elena said visibly hurt.

"There's the tow," Brea said pointing out the truck.

"I'm going to walk," Elena said taking Brea's hand.

"No, please, don't," Caroline begged, grabbing onto Brea's arm.

"Ow!" Brea exclaimed trying to pull her arm back.

"Caroline! Let her go, you're hurting her," Elena warned.

"Don't leave me alone," Caroline pleaded as Brea yanked her arm away.

"What's wrong with you?" Elena asked as she and Brea stared at Caroline confused.

"Hey there," the tow driver greeted. "Someone call about a flat tire?"

"She did," Elena said glaring at Caroline before walking off.

"Lena," Brea said as they walked a few paces. "I'm going to stay. You go, check on Stefan."

"Brea…" Elena started.

"I have to make sure she doesn't eat the tow guy," Brea said quietly. "I know we're mad at her. But it's safer this way. I'll see you at the house," Elena nodded and walked off and Brea huffed before walking back to Caroline.

"Brea, come on. You know it's true," Caroline said to Brea.

"Shut it, Caroline," Brea scowled looking away.

Brea was waiting in the Grill for Caroline, she had just run to the bathroom. They'd spent the last hour standing in silence as she had her car fixed. Caroline then brought her to the Grill to buy her a drink and some food to apologise for her weird behaviour. Caroline had been gone for a while so Brea got up and walked to the bathroom. "Caroline?" Brea asked opened the door to see her friend plastered up against the sink shaking. "Are you ok?" Brea asked looking around for who might have startled her.

"I'm fine. I'm fine," Caroline said taking a few deep breaths. "Just you know… vampire moment."

"Oh," Brea said with a nod.

"Let's go, our chips are probably getting cold," she said, grabbing Brea's hand and leading her back to the table. They had just sat back down when they saw Elena and Stefan walk into the Grill. They passed the table the two were sitting at and Caroline spoke up, "Elena…"

"Hey," Elena huffed stopping. Stefan walked off to grab a table, leaving the three girls alone.

"Oh my god. I am so sorry about earlier today. I don't, I don't know what came over me," Caroline apologised and Brea gave her a small smile.

"It's ok, Caroline," Elena forgave. "Everything that you were saying was right."

"Woah, woah, what?" Brea asked sitting up straight.

Elena ignored her twin and continued on, "it's just hard for me to hear, you know?"

"So you're not mad at me?" Caroline asked.

"You were just being a good friend," Elena brushed off. "In your own way."

"My own head-case, horrible way," Caroline apologised and Elena smiled before walking off. "Elena," Caroline said calling her back, "I really am sorry."

Elena nodded and then left again. "Wait, come back," Brea called. "Lena!" Elena kept walking. "She's wrong Lena! Elena Gilbert get back here," Brea called after her twin, but Elena just kept walking and sat down next to Stefan. "So rude!" Brea muttered spinning back to face Caroline. "You're wrong you know. Elena and Stefan, they're perfect together. And I'll be damned if I'm going to let you ruin that. Hey, Forbes, are you even listening to me!" Brea snapped as she noticed Caroline tuning out. All Caroline did was hold up a finger to silence her. "Did you just! Did you just try to silence me! Oh, you are dead, so dead. Where's she going?" Brea asked as she noticed Elena stand up and leave Stefan.

"I think they just broke up," Caroline whispered shocked.

"Oh, oh no. That's why you were ignoring me," Brea realised. "I have to go," Brea said getting up and running after Elena. "Elena! Elena!" she called as she exited the Grill

Elena spun around with tears in her eyes. "Can you just drive me home please?" Elena begged and Brea nodded, taking the keys from Elena.

They were halfway home when Brea spoke. "Tell me what happened Lena. Please."

Elena looked around before saying to Brea, "it was fake."

Brea looked at her sister confused. "What was fake?"

"The fight. It wasn't real. I hated it. That was the worst thing I've ever had to do," she said miserably.

"Ok… so why are you and Stefan fake fighting?" Brea asked even more confused.

"Caroline. Katherine got to her. That's why she spent the day trying to keep me away from Stefan. Katherine was with Stefan all day, Brea. She got Caroline to keep me away. And in the Grill there, she was hanging onto every single word of Stefan and I's fight," she sighed. "She's going to give Katherine a play-by-play. Katherine wants us to break up."

Brea stared at her sister in shock. "That's why she was acting so weird," Brea sighed. "What does Katherine have on her?"

"I don't know," Elena huffed. "Look I know you've talked to Katherine, you can't tell her. Please, Brea. Promise me."

"No, Elena. I would never. I wouldn't do that to you," Brea reaffirmed. "I don't really know how I feel about Katherine. I know she's my sister, I can feel the relationship subconsciously. Every part of my heart wants to be friends with her, but my brain can't remember her. But what I do remember is you. You're my twin. I would never betray you like that," Brea said raising her pinky finger for her sister. Elena laughed and took Brea's pinky in hers and they made a pinky swear.

"I can't believe Tyler Lockwood's a werewolf," Jeremy said in shock as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom as the twins did their makeup.

"He's not," Brea said and the two looked at her. "Guys, we know this. Stefan saw him that night when Mason was a wolf. He was very much human. It's Tyler guys, come on."

Elena sighed and gave her sister a look before turning to Jeremy. "We're not sure yet. The only thing we know for sure is that Mason Lockwood is."

"It should be easy enough for us to figure out," Jeremy said and both girls stopped what they were doing and slowly turned to face their brother.

"There is no us," Elena denied. "I said that I wouldn't keep things from you anymore. That doesn't mean that I want you involved in it."

"Agreed," Brea said jabbing her thumb in Elena's direction. "I don't even want to be involved. Join me on the sidelines!"

Jeremy chuckled and moved further into the bathroom. "By definition of being in this family, I'm involved," he said showing the twins his ring.

"This is dangerous, Jeremy," Elena warned.

"I mean, it's not that dangerous," Brea disagreed and Jeremy smiled victoriously. "I mean we know werewolves can only turn on a full moon. Should be safe the rest of the month."

"See!" Jeremy said to Elena.

"But this is a supernatural creature issue, not a human one. So all three of us should stay out of it. We've known the Lockwoods our entire lives. They don't want to hurt us."

Elena ignored most of what Brea said. "Which is why you need to stay out of it," she emphasised to Jeremy.

"All right," Jeremy said to Elena, sending a quick wink to Brea. Brea just rolled her eyes at her brother's stupidity before heading downstairs to see Jenna.

"Hey you," Jenna greeted.

"You coming to the volunteer picnic?" Brea asked.

"Sure am."

"Want me to drive you in my fancy new car?" Brea asked, waving the keys in the air.

"Oh yes, please. Are we waiting for Elena?" Jenna asked.

"Ha, nope," Brea said giggling as she took Jenna's hand.

"Jeremy not coming today?" Jenna asked as they got in the car.

"No. He gave some crappy excuse. Wanted to spend the day working on his drawings. Lazy little boy," Brea muttered and Jenna laughed.

"It's good he's getting back into his drawings."

"Yeah, it is," Brea said thinking. "Still lazy."

Jenna looked around the car, every time she got in she was in awe. "I can't believe you won this car with the crappy poem of yours."

"Ok," Brea scoffed offended.

Brea's phone buzzed with a text and Jenna picked it up. "Wow you are a popular lady," Jenna laughed looking through her phone.

"Hey, just read the last text or I'll be forced to tell Ric some embarrassing drunk Jenna stories. And I have a few."

"Ok, ok," Jenna panicked. "It's from Elena. Oh oh. We're in trouble."

"Urgh, read it," Brea groaned.

"You are so dead Brenna. I asked you for one favour. Drive me today. You can't even do that. I would have thought with everything going on with Stefan, driving me would be easy."

"Oh no, she called me Brenna, I am dead," Brea muttered eyes wide.

"Run, run, run," Jenna said speedily running toward Brea before grabbing her hand and tugging her. Brea looked behind to see Elena storming towards her.

"Ah!" Brea exclaimed as she ran with Jenna.

"So what's going on with Stefan and Elena?" Jenna asked once the coast was clear.

"What do you mean?" Brea asked as they found another area to paint.

"The text you got from her. It said she was upset about Stefan."

"Right," Brea sighed. She hated lying to her aunt but she promised Elena. "They're having a few issues."

"About?" Jenna pressed.

"Stefan's ex. She came into town and spent the day with Stefan. Made some declaration of love or whatever."

"Ouch," Jenna said in sympathy as they looked over at Elena who was fighting with Stefan.

"Yeah," Brea sighed as Elena stormed off.

"Urgh," Jenna groaned. "Not today," she huffed before storming away.

"What the hell?" Brea muttered, only to understand her aunt's reaction when Damon appeared beside her. "You scared away my bestie," Brea scowled. "Go away."

"We have to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about!"

"I'm sorry Brenna," he said and she froze, she knew him well enough to know he never said sorry. "There, I said it. I'm sorry. I was drunk and Katherine got in my head. There's no excuse. But we've been friends for years. I know I haven't really been there for you lately. You don't remember everything and I don't want to push you, so I've kept my distance. I'd hate for our friendship to be completely gone."

"Sure, whatever, just go away" she snapped. "Ass," she added to the end.

"Hey buddy," Mason said walking over, Brea could see the rage in his eyes, even though he was holding it in. "She said back off," he growled and Damon quickly stalked off. "You ok?"

"Yeah, thanks."

"You shouldn't hang around him, Brea. I'm serious."

"I know," she assured. "Trust me. I'm trying. Psychopath keeps following me."

"Urgh, there you two are," Brea said as she stumbled through the woods and found a clearing Elena and Caroline were sitting in. "I came to see how you were, after your fight," Brea said to her sister. Elena just shook her head and Brea placed an arm around her shoulders and let Elena lean on her. Her twin was much more likely to be nice with Caroline around.

"Is she leaving?" Caroline asked as she spotted her mom walking away on the phone. "Where's my mom going?" she asked standing up and walking over to her mom.

"Let's go see what it's about," Elena said, pulling Brea off the ground and over to Caroline.

"What's going on?" Brea asked Caroline as they reached her.

"I don't know," Caroline said shaking her head. "Something's up. Let's find out," she said taking off. Brea shrugged at Elena and the two followed her.

"Where are you going? What's going on?" Elena asked as they climbed to higher ground.

"I need to be able to hear better."

"Hear what?" Brea asked. "You know these are nice boots, I really don't want to get them dirty."

"Those are my boots," Elena said looking down.

"Yeah, and they're nice boots."

"Something's wrong guys," Caroline interrupted.

"Caroline," Elena started before Caroline cut her off.

"Shh. Oh god," she eventually said spinning around.

"What is it?" the twins both asked.

"Stefan and Damon," Caroline said before she took off running. Elena and Brea exchanged worried looks before running after her.

"What? Caroline!" Elena called out as they ran after her.

"What is it?" Elena demanded as they came to a stop.

"They've been here," Caroline answered before bending down.

"What?" Elena asked.

"Caroline?" Brea pressed before looking down and seeing blood on Caroline's finger.

"What are you three doing out here?" Mason asked from behind them causing them to jump and all spin around.

"Mason!" Brea cheered. "Have you by any chance seen my good pal, Stefan and my enemy, Damon?"

"Yeah, Brea, I've seen them," he said walking towards the girls.

"Where are they?" Elena asked.

"You don't need me for that. I'll let your friend here sniff 'em out," he said gesturing to Caroline and Brea's eyes went wide as she turned to look at Caroline. "Does your mother know what you are? I'm happy to tell her."

"Mason!" Brea yelled in shock. Caroline moved towards Mason threateningly and Mason lunged forward and grabbed Elena, holding her around her neck. "No!" Brea screamed as Mason threatened her sister. "Let her go!"

"Don't be stupid," he warned Caroline who then stuck an arm out to stop Brea from running to her sister. "Necks snap easily around here," he said as Elena scratched at his arm.

"Mason please," Brea begged and his eyes softened a bit before hardening.

"I can take you," Caroline said.

"Want a bet?" he asked.

"Yeah, I do," Caroline snapped zooming towards him and ripping him off Elena. "Told you," she said as she slammed Mason up against a tree.

Brea ran forward to Elena who landed on the ground. "Are you ok?" she asked and Elena nodded. The twins then looked up to see Caroline knee Mason in the groin and then throw him into a tree.

"Come on," Caroline said and she and Elena took off. Brea stayed back a moment and looked at Mason in anger, as soon as he looked around and locked eyes with Brea, she looked away and ran after the others.

"What is that?" Elena asked as they arrived at the entrance to the Lockwood cellar.

Caroline raised a finger to silence the girls as she listened. "Caroline?" Brea asked coming to stand next to her friend.

Caroline started panting and placed a hand over her mouth. "Caroline, what is it?" Elena asked desperately.

"My mom. She's killing them."

"What?" Elena asked looking at Brea. Brea nodded and they both went to run down into the cellar.

"No, no, no, Elena, Brea, no," Caroline said grabbing each of the twin's arms.

"We have to stop her!" Elena cried.

"No, I can't. Elena, she's going to find out about me." Elena and Brea just stared at their friend in disappointment, and then took each other's hand and ran down into the cellar. "Elena! Brea!" Caroline called after them, but they were gone.

"Got a plan?" Brea asked as they got down there and Elena just shrugged and pushed open the gate, which creaked loudly. The girls jumped back, knowing they were busted. The girls looked around and Brea found a plank of wood, she picked it up and handed it to Elena and the girls then stood back, waiting for someone to come through the door. Eventually, a man did and Elena swung the plank out and smacked the guy in the head. "Wow, you're strong," Brea whispered and then they ran further into the cellar, only stopping when they saw Liz pointing a gun at them.

"Brea! Elena! What are you doing?" she asked in shock.

"You can't kill them. we're not going to let you," Elena told Liz. Before anything else could happen, the deputy that Elena hit in the head ran forward and shoved Elena further into the cellar. He then did the same to Brea and she tripped and landed on Damon's chest.

"Damon?" she whispered in fear as she saw he hardly moved when she landed on him. All of a sudden there was a woosh sound and the door slammed closed.

"What was that?" the deputy asked worriedly.

"Who else is with you?" Liz demanded. Caroline continued running around the room as the deputies yelled in alarm. Caroline then grabbed onto the man who Elena hit in the head and bit through his neck. The man began screaming and another deputy started firing, but Caroline used the man's body as a shield. Brea crawled off of Damon and over to her sister, she grabbed Elena by the ankle and yanked hard to she fell hard onto the floor and out of danger. Caroline then attacked the man firing the shots, yanking the gun out of his hand and smacking him on the head to knock him out. Caroline then ran into the corner of the room panting madly.

After calming down for a moment, Caroline stepped out of the shadows. "Hi mom," she stuttered as Liz stared in shock.

"Stefan," Elena breathed before crawling to his side and trying to dig out the bullets.

"Ew," Brea muttered as she came to sit down next to Damon. "What's up?" she asked him casually as he moaned.

"Pass me that deputy would you?" he groaned.

"Huh?"

"I need blood to heal."

"Oh, yeah, no way, not happening."

"Brenna," he growled.

"No! He has… dead guy germs."

"He's been dead for one minute!"

"Exactly. Dead. Dead guy germs."

Damon growled but proceeded to drag himself across the room to feed on the deputy. Brea looked around and saw Stefan panting in pain and Caroline sitting in a corner hiding from her mom.

Damon finished feeding and pulled himself over to Stefan. "You need to drink some deputy blood."

"No, no. I'll be fine, it's going to take a little bit longer," he said with a groan.

"Damon's right you know," Caroline said, "if there's ever a time to break your diet…"

"He said he didn't want it! Ok?" Elena snapped.

Damon then grabbed onto Brea's arm and used her as leverage to pull himself up, but he still stumbled from weakness. "This is the most unfortunate situation. Two deputies dead. And you," he said turning to Liz. "What am I going to do with you?" he asked as Brea slowly edged her way closer to Liz.

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" Caroline asked. "Mom? Mom? Please! Look, I know that we don't get along and that you hate me, but I'm your daughter. And you'll do this for me, right? Mom, please. He will kill you," Caroline begged and Damon nodded in agreement.

"Then kill me," Liz spat.

"No," Caroline responded shocked.

"I can't take this. Kill me now," Liz cried as Damon stalked towards her.

Damon then bent down to her level and hissed, "but you were going to drag it out so painfully." He then sprung into action and picked Liz up, pushing her against the wall.

"No, no, no, no," Caroline begged.

"Damon don't!" Stefan yelled.

"Damon, please!" Elena called to him.

"Damon," Brea whispered, placing her hand on his arm. "Please," she said looking into his eyes.

Damon stared at her for a moment before turning to Stefan and Elena. "Relax guys. No one's killing anybody. You're my friend," he said to Liz. "We got to clean this up," he said looking around the cellar. "Blondie, Stefan, Elena, that's your job. Brenna, you're with me," he said waving his finger at Brea and supporting Liz out of the cellar.

"Where are we going?" she asked as she made her way through the woods. "I drove Jenna, I can't leave her here."

"Ok," Damon said stopping. "Get your keys to Jenna, she can drive your car home. We'll take mine with Liz. We need to talk."

"But… it's an Aston Martin," Brea whined and Damon shrugged unsure of what the problem was. "I don't trust Jenna not to bang it up."

"Just get your aunt the keys," Damon whined as they reached the main volunteer area.

"Fine," Brea snapped stalking off to find Jenna. "Jenna!" she called out when she spotted her.

"Traitor," Jenna said with her hands on her hips when she saw Brea.

"What?" Brea asked confused.

"You so ditched me!"

"You ditched me first!"

"True," Jenna agreed. "But I'm older. You have to respect your elders.."

"Whatever, Jenna. I'm going to need you to drive my car home."

"What? Where are you going?" she asked.

"Damon's um, tv broke. He's dumb when it comes to technology so somehow I got voted to help him," Brea lied.

Jenna then laughed. "Sucks to be you, sweetie, now give me the keys," she said and Brea dropped her keys in her aunt's hand with a scowl and then walked off to find Damon.

Damon and Brea had spent the entire car ride in silence, not really wanting to fight in front of Liz. They got in the boarding house and Damon took Liz to the cellars whilst Brea waited on the couch. After a while, Elena and Stefan got in as well.

"Hey," Brea said when she saw them. "Feeling better?" she asked Stefan.

"Much, thanks," he said.

"Did… did you um…" she stuttered. "Did you eat a deer?" Elena huffed and turned to face Brea irritated.

"No, no deers today," Stefan responded.

"Good. Say nothing Elena," she said as she saw Elena getting mad

"Did you two buy another DVD?" she asked annoyed.

"No."

"You're lying," Elena snapped before she went to answer the front door.

"Don't eat deers, Stef. It could be Bambi's mother," Brea muttered before he left the room.

He smiled before saying. "I won't."

"We're just going to drop Liz's things downstairs ok," Elena said sticking her head in the living room to tell Brea.

"Sure, hey Care," she said looking over Elena's shoulders and Caroline just gave her a small smile before leaving. After 2 minutes Caroline came storming up the stairs looking upset. "Care! Hey, Care! Are you ok?" Brea asked running to her.

"No," Caroline said sitting down next to Brea. "She doesn't want to see me. My own mother doesn't want to see me," she cried.

"Oh, Care," Brea said pulling her in for a hug.

After a minute of hugging Elena ran into the room and Brea could tell she was mad. "Can I take you home?" she asked Caroline.

Caroline pulled away from Brea and shook her head. "I can't go home."

"Why not?" the twins asked.

"Because I'm scared."

"Why are you scared?" Elena asked moving closer.

"Caroline, you can talk to us," Brea said brushing some hair out of her face.

"Katherine's going to be there, and she's going to want me to tell her everything that happened today," Caroline explained and Brea and Elena shared a knowing look. "She told me I had to spy on you Elena and report back to her. And she told me to keep Brea away from Stefan, Damon and Tyler, I've only really kept her away from Tyler though," Caroline sniffled.

"I know," Elena said.

"Oh my god! That's why you told me he grabbed your ass last night! Care! I sent him the most abusive text this morning when he asked to hang out!"

"Sorry," she sniffled. "Wait, you knew?" she asked and the girls nodded.

"Yeah," Brea said with a shrug.

"And we've been so mad at you," Elena said. "But then we tried to put ourselves in your position. So that I could understand why you would do this to me, and to Stefan because he's been such a friend to you."

"To me as well," Brea whispered to Elena and Elena shushed her.

Elena moved to sit on the couch next to Brea. "Who did she threaten?"

"Matt," Caroline said crying. "She threatened Matt."

"Matthew!" Brea roared. "No one threatens Matt!" she said ripping her phone out of her pocket.

"No," Elena said snatching it away. "She can't know, it's too dangerous for Caroline. You can't talk to her anymore Brea."

"I know Elena," she snapped. "She came into town saying she missed me, told me things about my past and then she kills my best friend, threatens Matt and you. We're done. Are you ok Care?"

"No. I am so scared of her Brea. I am so scared of her," she cried.

"And you should be," Elena agreed.

"I'm so sorry," Brea whispered feeling guilty.

"Caroline, we all should be," Elena said.

"Why is she doing this?" Caroline said looking at Brea. "What does she want?"

"She says Stefan, but that's not true. I know her. She's here for something else. I don't know what though," Brea said taking Caroline's hand.

"That's the million-dollar question," Elena agreed and Caroline moved to hug the twins.

After about an hour of tears, Caroline fell asleep and Elena tucked her in. As she and Brea went to leave Damon stood in front of them. Elena put her finger in front of her lips to tell him to be quiet. "Caroline's sleeping on the couch."

"I heard," he whispered. "And you two?"

"We're going home," Brea answered.

The twins walked around Damon and walked to the front door. "What you did for Caroline's mom," Elena said, stopping and turning around. "That's the Damon who was our friend," she said and Brea nodded.

Elena then opened the door and Damon said, "hey," making them turn around. "Stefan didn't drink the people blood if you were curious," he said to Elena and Brea looked at her sister confused. "But he needs to. And deep down, Elena, you know that" he said before walking off.

"I'll be back," Brea said.

"Me too," Elena said as they walked in different directions.

"Hey," Brea said as she followed Damon and he spun around with a small smile.

"Hey," he whispered. "I am so sorry."

"I know," she said tears falling.

"Brenna. I know you'll never forgive me. But I don't know what I would do if you stopped talking to me forever," he said walking towards her.

"I know. Even though I am so mad at you. Today… today I… I was so worried about you, as well as Stefan."

"I know," he said with a small smile.

"I think, we can try to be friendly again. But Damon, I swear to god, you lay one finger on my brother again and I will never, and I mean never forgive you. The same goes for my sister and any of my friends," she warned.