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When I came to I had the jar and the jacket in my hands. I was on a silky bed and I knew I was sitting on something. I looked around the room and realized that it was Damon's room.

"I'm back!" I was ecstatic.

"Who the hell are you?" I froze.

I turned around and looked down at Damon. I turned and found a woman next to him in bed. The woman was Elena. My mood turned sour. I ground my teeth and realized he was naked. The look on Damon's face was disbelief. I jumped off and ran downstairs putting the jacket back on. The blood was back in the world it came from. I dropped the jar. It went crashing to the ground. I ran past what looked like Stefen cuddling on the couch with a blonde.

Caroline. Of course. I'm glad he found real happiness.

I heard my name, but kept going. I didn't want to stop. I wasn't planning on it. I couldn't risk that Elena and Damon had fallen in love. I would be alone again. I didn't want to even face if those two would stay together. A car pulled up as I rushed out the door. I turned my head just in time to see Alaric. I smiled, but ran for the woods. I heard him say my name before he decided to call out to me.

"Serana! Wait!" I continued to run.

I needed to be alone.

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I woke up to someone sitting on my crotch. I was hard. It was a woman who was only wearing a braw whose scent seemed familiar. She was looking around the room.

"I'm back!" She moved her hips.

"Who the hell are you?" She spun around and looked at me.

Serana. It was her. I was surprised, but then angry. I took a good look at her as she was staring at Elena next to me. She was wearing the same clothes and was still covered in blood. She also looked like she had been crying. She looked at me again. I saw her clench my jacket and then jump off the bed. She ran. I heard glass break. Then I heard Ric arrive and call after Serana. My bedroom door busted open. Elena shot up and covered herself.

"What the hell happened Damon? Was that Serana? How did she react to seeing you two together? Did she see you two together? Was she okay? How did she even get in here?" Stefen was worried.

Caroline took his hand too calm him down.

"Wait, are we talking about Serana? The one that disappeared into thin air for two years? What the hell was she doing in our room Damon? How did she get past you two? I bet you were all too concerned about snuggling to notice her sneak in! Who cares about her?! Damon doesn't care anymore, right?" Elena stared at me.

I had never gotten the image of Serana bloody out of my head. I looked over at Elena. I knew I didn't really feel anything for her. It was mean that I strung Elena along. If I had never met Serana I never would've thought about this. I got up and went to my closet and got dressed.

"Damon? Do you still care about that woman you knew for what a week?" I got irritated.

I turned.

"Yes Elena. I do." I rushed and grabbed an extra pair of clothes.

"Damon, if you do this we are done. The moment you step out of this room we are done." I felt a pang of guilt.

"Then I'm sorry Elena, but I am going after Serana. You and I were just a fling. I'm sorry."I rushed out the door following the scent of blood.

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I had made it back to the Salvatore crypt and went inside. I found a bench and sat down. I was exhausted and thirsty. I put my head in my hands and closed my eyes. My parents' faces flashed before my eyes. I felt my eyes tear up. I didn't let them fall this time. I was alone in this world. I now knew that I could go home, but only under dire circumstances. I was exhausted. My head hurting from bashing my head with my Mom's didn't help. The wounds I had were completely gone now. That was a relief.

I looked around and saw the names of all of the Salvatore ancestors. They had all lived short lives. I heard a twig snap. I stood up and hid. I knew who it was.

"Serana? I know you're there. Please come out." I zipped up his jacket.

I didn't want to leave the crypt. I stepped out and stood in the doorway. Damon was there with clothes. I smiled at him.

"Hello Damon. How-" I stopped myself.

I had no business asking that. I disappeared. Even if I didn't know how I still didn't deserve to ask how he was.

"Do you have any questions for me?" I looked straight at him.

He met my gaze and sighed.

"Why were you crying?" My whole world shifted with that one question.

"My parents. I appeared back in my world in my bed still covered in blood. My mother got mad. Then she asked me where I had been. I couldn't tell her! I spewed some nonsense about a party. She looked at me as though I was a murderer! When in truth I am! I killed someone, but I couldn't tell her it was to protect me. That I did it to protect someone I cared about. I couldn't tell them where I had gone. If I had they would've thrown me into a psych ward. I would have been told I had to be placed because I had clearly killed someone. That I was a danger to myself and others. I knew that's what could happen so I thought of you. I wanted to come back. I had to come back or there was a chance of me being locked up. I never would've been able to come back to you Damon. I wasn't going to do that to you." I waited for his response or his next question.

"How long were you gone?" I shook my head.

"Not long. Maybe 20 minutes." He gasped.

I looked up at him. His face told me that was impossible.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked walked closer to him and put my hands on either side of his face.

"Damon? Talk to me. You're worrying me. Damon!? Say something." I looked into his blue eyes.

"It's been two years." I felt my face go pale.

"What? That's impossible! Wait, how long did you look for me? How did you- never mind that doesn't matter. Did Katherine ever come for you?" I was worried.

There was a look of disbelief on his face. I jumped and wrapped my arms around his neck. I held him tightly. I thought I was gone for a few minutes, not years.

"I'm so sorry Damon. You must have thought I died. Or worse. It's my fault. I don't even know how I got here in the first place. I should've been more careful with my words. I'm so sorry." I hugged him as tight as I could.

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Once Serana said what she did I saw the guilt on her face. She jumped and hugged me. I felt her heartbeat and heard her start crying.

"I'm so sorry. I left you. I'm so sorry," she shivered, "I was alone in this world and you were the only person I trusted. I said one thing and then I left you all by yourself. I left you not knowing what happened to me! Not knowing if I abandoned you! I'm so sorry, Damon. I swear I'm not going anywhere! Never again! I will stay until you no longer need me, or no longer want me around! I am so sorry!" She gripped my hair in one hand.

This was new to me. No one had acted this way with me before and it felt nice. It felt like she genuinely cared about me and truly felt horrible for leaving. I dropped the clothes and held her tightly. I inhaled. I smiled because I missed her scent. No, it was because I missed her and it felt good to have her back.

"I missed you Serana." She pulled back and kissed me.

It wasn't a fuck me kiss. It was an I missed you kiss. An apology, and I'll never voluntarily leave kisses all wrapped into one. She pulled away biting her lip.

"Damon! Where are you?" Elena's grating sounded in my ears.

Serana looked sad but then looked ready to fight. She loosened her grip and turned to face Elena while staying in my arms. She held my hands around her middle. At that moment I wished I could take her to Paris.