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It had been almost 150 years since I had been in Mystic Falls. I had always been too afraid to come back, for fear of starting trouble. This visit was an exception. Stefan had written me begging for my help in controlling Damon. He needed his Lexi, he had said. I had given in, praying for this time to be different. Standing outside the old boarding house, a tiny ant compared to it's enormous stature, I was beginning to regret my decision to return home.
I sighed, and marched up to the door. After all, what was the worst that could happen? I was already dead?
A quick knock on the door revealed it was unlocked, and I went into the house and vampire could enter.
I had never been inside the boarding house before, as it had been built almost 50 years after my death, and so when I entered the home, I gasped. It was even grander on the inside, with beautiful furnishings that were crafted when furniture was still an art form created by hand.
I walked through the house, familiarizing myself with it and ultimately looking for one of the Salvatore brothers. After almost an hour of searching, yes the house was that large, I gave up. Returning to the palour, I poured myself some scotch and put on the old record player I bought Stefan for his birthday decades ago.
I laid down, closing my eyes.
There was fire and shouting in the distance. It must have started. That bitch finally played with them too long, and now she had exposed everyone in Mystic Falls. I hadn't called Mystic Falls my home in over a week, having been told to leave by the man I loved. I continued to check in on the Salvatore brothers though. I always stayed in the shadows, trying to keep myself hidden.
"It's okay, Katherine. We'll save you."
Then came silence. And crying.
The scream escaped from my lips before I could stop myself.
I ran to the boy's limp bodies. That's all they were; boys. Despite Damon being seven years older than me, he looked like a child. I knew Katherine had been feeding them her blood for weeks, and I sighed.
"Better get them to Emily," I sighed.
I must have laid there for hours before I could feel a shadow looming over me. With vampire quick speed, I was on the other side of the room, stake in hand.
I laughed when I saw who the shadow belonged to.
"Well shit, Stefan. Don't you know it's a bad idea to sneak up on a paranoid vampire?"
He shrugged and pulled me into a hug.
"It's good to see you, Will."
"Yeah, its only been 40 years, right?"
His face sank, and I could tell I had hurt him.
I sighed. "I'm sorry, okay. I am on edge. Being back here...just too many memories."
The three sat in silence, watching the sun set over the lake. This was the last time the three would be together in a very long time...maybe ever. Damon was leaving for battle in the morning, his Union uniform hidden in a forest of nearby trees. In life, you barely get perfect moments, but this was definitely one of them.
"Brother, must you go?"
The voice surprised him. Stefan truly understood the meaning of honour and sacrifice, and the fact that he was begging Damon to stay warmed their hearts.
"Is that worry in your voice I hear? Dear Stefan, no harm will come to me and the war will not last much longer. I am sure of it."
It was Damon's attempt at lightening the mood, and they all knew it.
That is when she began to cry. She tried her best never to cry in front of them. She wanted them to see her as strong, as one of the boys. However, even boys cry, and so do girl's hardened by a difficult life.
Damon held her.
"Lily...it's okay, I swear to you."
She looked a mess, with snot coming out of her nose and her eyes blood shot. He couldnt help but notice she looked...she looked beautiful.
"Just like me. I should be comforting you, Damon. It's your last night before becoming a war veteran, so...we should go out in style!"
He nodded. He thought I hadn't been home since I was turned, and he was mostly right.
We sat and talked for hours. He told me of the girl he had fallen in love with. Her name was Elena, and she was sweet and kind and human. I smiled at my friend's happiness. In the last century and a half Stefan had been forced to come to terms with the fact he had never truly been in love with the woman he had died for, and that he was just a pawn in her game of chess; a toy to ease the boredom of the last 400 years. That heart break and betrayal had caused him to become things he could never come to terms with. Despite being a vampire, he was not a monster. No; she had made him that way. That's why I had stolen something from her and run ever since. I never stopped running, but when family called, family answered.
He asked me if there was anyone in my life, and I couldn't help but smile sadly.
"You know the answer to that question, Stefan."
He placed his hand over mine and squeezed it tightly. My heart broke. I had finally gotten what I wanted; to be back by the Salvatore brother's side; Companion, cohort and best friend. Damon, Stefan and Will reunited again. I couldnt help but feel that sinking feeling though. I was putting their lives in danger, but I was too selfish to let them go. Katherine Pierce and I had that in common.
"Thank you for coming. Damon's missed you."
I laughed, "You never could lie to me, Stef."
And it was almost to prove my point that a cold and irritated voice came from across the room.
"What the hell is she doing here?"