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None of my scheming or playing around with them ever touched my…deepest heart…until one very special boy came along. She stopped and swallowed and said it again. A real vampire. Elena had to pause to take a few choked breaths before she could get the next words out. And so did his gorgeous older brother, Damon. But it changed things—and it changed me. You see, vampires show love by exchanging blood. The problem was…that I was sharing blood with Damon, too. Not really by choice, but because he was after me constantly, day and night.

What that translates into is: he wants me all to himself.

So maybe I deserved what I got. I went into the Light. I was a vampire. I had time to remember Stefan and love him more than ever—since I knew, then, how difficult everything was for him. I got to listen to my own memorial service. Everybody should get a chance to do that. Or is Katherine completly forgotten now? I don't know, but all the characters personalities have been totally changed and not in a good way. Bonnie, for instance, if she faints one more time, I am going to scream!

Sure, she's always been the cute little one of the group, but she can still manage to stand on her own two feet for more than five minutes I'm sure. And don't even get me started on Elena! You'd think that after coming back from the afterlife she would have grown up just a little bit, but no. Elena is even more self-obsessed, arrogant and vain than she has ever been portrayed as before.

Elena tried. She kept her eyes shut and turned back and forth, trying not to think about Stefan for just a few minutes. She had to sleep. Desperate, she gave a mighty heave to try to find a better position—when everything suddenly changed.

Elena was comfortable. Too comfortable. She bolted upright and froze, sitting on air. But, no—this was different than what had happened when she had first returned from the afterlife, and had floated around like a balloon. She was afraid to move in any direction. And then she saw it. She saw herself, with her head back and her eyes closed in the backseat of the car. She looked as if she were serenely sleeping.

So this was how it all ended. No cause of death was ever found…. B ecause they could never see heartbreak as a cause of death, Elena thought, and in a gesture even more melodramatic than her usual melodramatic gestures, she tried to fling herself down on her own body with one arm covering her face.

As soon as she reached out to begin to fling herself, she found herself outside the Jaguar. But this is nothing like the last time. Then I saw the tunnel, I went into the Light.

Suddenly Elena felt a rush of exhilaration. I know what this is, she thought triumphantly. This is an out of body experience! She looked down at her sleeping self again, searching carefully. There was a cord attaching her sleeping body—her real body—to her spiritual self.

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She was tethered! Wherever she went, she could find her way home. There were only two possible destinations. She knew the general direction from the sun, and she was sure that someone having an O. The other destination, of course, was to Stefan. To her delight, she found it almost immediately. When she touched the cord, it resonated so clearly to her of Stefan that she knew it would take her to him. There was never a doubt in her mind as to which direction she would take.

Theophilia Flowers. They were there, along with Meredith and her brilliant intellect, to protect the town. And they would all understand, she told herself somewhat desperately. She might not ever have this chance again. Immediately she found herself rushing through the air, far too quickly to take note of her surroundings. Everything she passed was a blur, differing only in color and texture as Elena realized with a catch in her throat that she was going through objects.

And so, in just a few instants, she found herself looking at a heartwrenching scene: Stefan on a worn and broken pallet, looking gray-faced and thin. Stefan in a hideous, rush-strewn, lice-infested cell with its damned bars of iron from which no vampire could escape. He was awake already. But you always get something wrong. Last time it was the little pointed ears. Go away. Elena stared.

She was in too many kinds of distress to choose her words: they burst from her like a geyser. I was just trying to fall asleep in my clothes in case a police officer stopped by while I was in the backseat of the Jag.

The Jag you bought me. But— marvel of marvels—there was now a tinge of blood in his cheeks. Moreover, he was no longer looking disdainful. He was looking deadly, his green eyes flashing with menace.

I was thinking about you and falling asleep—and here I am! Somehow—somehow that brought you here. Because of love.

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Because we love each other! Elena shut her eyes. If only she could be here in her body, she would show Stefan how much she loved him. Oh, God, so much has happened! But when he spoke his face was deadpan. Bonnie and Meredith told me things about Caroline— like how she was scuttling on the floor like a lizard—that just terrified me.

But I had to leave them to deal with that so that I could—could get to that safe place. I never knew I could do this.

My blood. She knew it! It was the only liquid that would—in a pinch—help keep a vampire alive when no blood was available. Damon had told Elena that it was magically made from special grapes that were grown in the soil at the edges of glaciers, loess, and that they were always kept in complete darkness.

She knew it was breaking, because she could feel it inside shattering like glass, with each needle-like shard skewering flesh inside her chest. Then he looked at her with a sheen in his own eyes. As you guessed. So they—well they run out before they get to me, sometimes, you see— Elena lifted her head, and this time tears of pure rage fell right onto his face. Where are they? Because your tears, the phantom tears of a pure maiden — She shook her head back at him. And I was ill tonight, Elena, even though I tried to hide it.

As good as new! Are you sure? Look at me! Elena looked at him. He was usually pale, but now his fine features looked flushed—as if he had been standing in front of a bonfire and the light was still reflecting off the pure lines and elegant planes of his beloved face. I…did that? She remembered the first tear droplets falling, and how they had looked like blood on his face.

Not like blood, she realized, but like natural color, sinking into him, refreshing him. But I wish we could touch each other. I want to feel your arms around me.

By now Elena was cool-headed enough to tell him about the incident with Matt without making Damon sound too much like a villain.

I made him get rid of the stake. Elena was bathed in the deep glow of his trust for her. And then abruptly the world—the entire universe—shuddered at the sound of a gigantic slamming sound. It jerked at Elena. It began again—a monstrous booming that terrified Elena. She clutched uselessly at Stefan, who was looking at her with concern.

And then something even worse happened. She landed on it and melded into it and then she was sitting up and the sounds were the sounds of Matt rapping at the window. For a moment it seemed impossible that she was going to be able to keep from crying. Elena blinked, forcing herself to deal with her new situation. But her memories of their short, sweet time together were wrapped in jonquils and lavender and nothing could ever take them away from her.

Damon was irritated. Damon ignored it. What he was looking for was una donna splendida. But his mind kept drifting. He circled down toward the town below, keeping to the residential district, searching for auras. He wanted a strong aura as much as a beautiful one.

Students were the first, but this was summer, so there were fewer to pick from. Joggers were the second. And the third, thinking beautiful thoughts, just like…that one down there…were home gardeners. The young woman with the pruning shears looked up as Damon turned the corner and approached her house, deliberately hurrying and then slowing his stride. His very footsteps made it clear that he was delighted to take in the floral extravaganza in front of the charming Victorian house.

For a moment the girl looked startled, almost afraid. That was normal.

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Damon was wearing black boots, black jeans, a black T-shirt, and black leather jacket, in addition to his Ray-Bans. One thing was clear even before that. She liked roses. Ah, but your Moonstones! Damon felt the information flow effortlessly from her mind to his. She was just twentytwo, not married, still living at home. She had precisely the kind of aura he was looking for, and only a sleeping father in the house.

Would you like to know what my ultimate dream is? Damon felt every delicate nuance with her, enjoyed seeing her flush, enjoyed the slight tremor that shook her body. If—if you have time to come with me. After all, he would soon need a place to put Krysta…while she slept it off.

But at the rear of the bower was something that caused his pace to quicken involuntarily. The closest anyone has ever gotten to a black rose. The closest to black ever bred. Damon reached out to take it and their fingers touched.

Damon smiled at her. It was only natural to look to see where the voice was coming from. The chair that used to sit in front of it was gone. Caroline was underneath. It might have been a good hiding space for a ten-year-old, but as an eighteen-year-old Caroline had curled into an impossible position in order to fit there. She was sitting on a pile of what looked like shreds of clothing.

Then it was just the three of them together in the darkness. No illumination came from above or below the door to the hall. Her voice was steady, comforting. That should have been comforting, too. Except—except that now that Bonnie could hear her voice sort of reverberating under the desk, she could tell it had a new quality.

Not so much husky as snarly, Bonnie thought helplessly. You could almost say Caroline growled her answers. Little sounds told Bonnie that the girl under the desk was moving. Can I just turn on your bedside lamp?

But the pitch-blackness was making her tremble. She could feel that this room was wrong in its angles—or maybe it was only her imagination. She could also hear things that made her jump —like that loud double clicking noise directly behind her.

What had made that? Turrn on the one by the bed. And she was moving toward them; Bonnie could hear rustling and breathing getting closer.

Not Meredith. Never since Bonnie had known her had Meredith smelled like rancid sweat and rotten eggs.

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But even it was not as depressed-looking as the owner of the lot. Elena and Matt found him asleep inside a small office building with dirty windows. Matt tapped gently on the smudged window and eventually the man started, jerked up in his chair, and angrily waved them away. But Matt tapped again on the window when the man began to put his head down once more, and this time the man sat up very slowly, gave them a look of bitter despair, and came to the door. Zero to sixty in 3.

Adaptive Dynamics and Active Differential for exceptional traction and handling! There is no car like the XZR! His eyes stopped flickering and became the eyes of a poker player. You were drooling over it a minute ago! I should have done the talking, Elena thought. She was afraid she was going to burst into tears at any second. This car will bring customers flocking in.

Better than that purple hippo over there. On my lot, here and now, that car is barely worth one car in exchange! He had his RayBans hooked over his T-shirt and was standing with his hands behind his back. He was looking hard at the car dealer. Elena turned to Damon. You asked him which was the best car on his lot.

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He flashed a brilliant smile at her for a tenth of a second, and then turned it off. She sighed. Damon smiled again, but this time it was an odd smile, just a quirk of one side of his mouth.

His eyes said it was nothing much. But his right hand came out and it was holding the most beautiful rose Elena had ever seen in her life. It looked as if it would be plush to the touch, and its vivid green stem, with just a few delicate leaves here and there, was at least eighteen inches long and straight as a ruler.

Elena resolutely put her own hands behind her back. The rose probably had something to do with their journey. Elena might be imagining it, but it almost sounded as if he were disappointed. Elena knew exactly how he would have gotten the rose…but it was so pretty…. As she still made no move to take the rose, Damon lifted it and allowed the cool, silky-feeling petals to caress her cheek. It made her shiver. He used the cool, softly rustling petals to outline the other side of her face.

Elena took a deep breath automatically, but what she smelled was not flowerlike at all. It was the smell of some dark, dark wine, something ancient and fragrant that had once made her drunk immediately.

Drunk on Black Magic and on her own heady excitement…just to be with Damon. I love Stefan. It was the only name that fit.No and yes!

More, he believed in her. Does the moonroof still work? But Damon would never accept that. She looked as if she were serenely sleeping. Or is Katherine completly forgotten now?