Later that night, after Elena, Jeremy and Damon had helped Anna, Pearl and Harper move into the Gilbert cabin and agreed to not tell anyone where they were staying, Elena was talking to Stefan on the phone.

"I'm happy that you're back, Stefan." Elena smiled as she chose clothes for the next day.

"It's nice to be back." Stefan hummed. "Thank you for calling Lexi."

"You are very welcome." Elena giggled. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah I'm back on a 'vegetarian' diet." Stefan assured her.

"That's not what I asked, Stefan." Elena said softly. "I asked if you are feeling better?"

"I think so," Stefan mumbled. "I'm not really sure yet."

"Well, tell me if there is anything I can help with." Elena murmured softly. As Elena turned around, she taught she saw a dark shape watching her from the corner of her room but when she turned to look there was nothing there.

"Elena? Elena?!" Stefan called out from the phone.

"Huh?" Elena was feeling a little shaken. "Sorry, I just thought I saw... Never mind, it was nothing."

"Are you okay?" Stefan sounded worried.

"Yeah I'm fine." Elena chuckled. "I'm just tired."

"Okay if you're sure." Stefan said hesitantly. "Then I wish you a good night and pleasant dreams."

"Thank you and I wish you the same." Elena yawned. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Stefan repeated and hung up.

Elena put down her phone on her night stand, looking around the room as the feeling of being watched never went away. She felt like the being watching her didn't want to harm her but it was also very old and very powerful.

As she was about to fall asleep after getting into bed, she thought she felt a cold but gentle hand stroke the side of her face and a whisper on the wind wishing her a nice rest.

XOXOXOX

The next morning Elena was wearing jean shorts, knee high socks, a black tank top and one of Jeremys hoddies as she walked around the kitchen, trying to find an apple or something to eat as she talked to Damon and Stefan on the phone.

"I'm supposed to help build the Miss Mystic float for the Founders' Day parade, if I don't I get the wrath of Caroline and that scares me more than anything." Elena chuckled. "But I just wanted to ask if you or Stefan were in my room yesterday after I had finished talking to Stefan?"

"I wasn't and Stefan is shaking his head." Damon told her. "Why do you ask?"

"I sort of knew it wasn't either of you but I thought I'd ask." Elena hummed, taking a bite of an apple she had found and chewing slowly. "I have had this feeling of being watched, not all the time but sometimes and yesterday I thought I felt someone stroke my face just before I fell asleep."

"Are you okay?!" Stefan's worried voice called out.

"Yeah, it didn't feel evil just...old." Elena murmured.

"What do you mean when you say 'old'?" Damon asked slowly.

"It's hard to explain." Elena shrugged and made her way out the door to her bike. "What ever it was it had a feeling of being very old."

"That doesn't sound good." Damon muttered.

"I was thinking about calling Bree and ask her but right now I have to go." Elena said as she stood in front of her bike. "Stefan, I'll see you at school in a few minutes and Damon I'll talk to you later. Bye"

"Good bye and be careful." Damon told her as he hung up.

Some time later Elena was standing beside Stefan as she listened to Alaric giving instructions to everyone.

"So, these are the specs for the History department." Alaric said as he handed out papers. "For the Founders' Day float, we'll be recreating the battle of Willow Creek. Tyler has been nominated to be the head of the production design."

"By who?" Tyler gapped at Alaric.

"By whom." Alaric corrected. "And by me, I've seen your sketches and they're really good."

"I'm not really into the..." Tyler trailed off.

"Well, you just pick your team, be creative and don't screw up." Alaric smirked at him.

"Heya Ric." Elena smiled as he came over to her and Stefan.

"Come with me, we need to talk." Alaric said quietly. "And can one of you call Damon?"

"I'll do it." Stefan said as he pulled out his phone.

"You are awfully quiet Elena." Alaric said as he leaned against his desk.

"Well, of course." Elena hummed pleasantly. "No one plans murder out loud."

"What?" Alaric spluttered, shocked, while Stefan laughed.

"I'm trying to plan the best way of making my uncles future death look like an accident." Elena told him casually. "I was thinking about making it look like he fell down the stairs or maybe ask Damon to hold him down while I fired a stake at his heart and make it look like a vampire hunting accident."

"Elena!" Alaric sounded appalled. "You can't just kill your uncle!"

"Why the fuck not?!" Elena cursed while throwing her hands up. "He tried to kill my little brothers' girlfriends' mother and my new friend Harper. That deserves at least a little murder."

Alaric looked at her with wide horrified eyes as Stefan had to lean against a desk to not fall to the floor as he laughed, tears running down his face.

Stefan had managed to calm down by the time Damon arrived with a "Sorry I'm late, my dog ate my uh... never mind."

"Thanks for coming Damon." Alaric sounded relived.

"Have you been crying?" Damon asked as he looked at Stefan.

"Tears of laughter." Stefan chuckled. "I'll tell you later."

"Okay then." Damon shrugged. "Why are we all here?"

"I saw Isobel last night." Alaric informed them.

"I do NOT need to know about your naughty dreams about my bio-mom." Elena groaned in disgust.

"I think he meant here, in town, Elena." Damon smirked at her.

"Oh, well, that makes a lot more sense." Elena shifted awkwardly.

"Did you ask her about uncle John?" Damon turned to Alaric again. "Are they working together?"

"No." Alaric answered simply.

"No, they're not?" Damon huffed out, annoyed.

"No, I didn't ask." Alaric clarified.

"What about the invention?" Damon asked.

"Didn't ask." Alaric admitted.

"Did she know about the tomb vampires?" Damon wondered.

"I don't know." Alaric rubbed the back off his neck.

"Did words completely escape you?" Damon raised an eyebrow at Alaric.

"No, I was a little too distracted by my dead vampire wife to ask questions." Alaric defended himself.

"Elena wouldn't have frozen." Damon mocked the teacher. "What did she want, anyway?"

"She wanted me to set up a meeting between her and Elena." Alaric informed them. "I don't know why or what she wants."

"You don't have to see her if you don't want to." Damon looked at Elena with a gentle look in his eyes.

"She threatened to go on a killing spree if Elena didn't meet her." Alaric said.

"I don't really care." Elena shrugged. "But I sort of want to meet her just to have a chance to stab her if nothing else."

"Come on my stab happy little friend." Damon laughed. "I'll drive."

"I'm not little!" Elena argued with a pout.

"Of course not." Stefan chuckled as he joined them.

Around forty minutes later Elena was sitting alone at a table at the grill while Stefan was standing by the pool table in case he was needed.

"I am so bored." Elena groaned loudly and when an elder woman looked at her strangely as she walked past Elenas table, she glared and asked. "What are you looking at?"

"Rude." The woman huffed and moved on with her nose in the air.

"Hello Elena." Isobel said as she sat down opposite of Elena. "You look just like her, that's eerie."

"That was the worst sort of name baiting I have ever heard." Elena snorted. "So, you've met Kathrine? Congratulations. If that's all, I'm going to go now."

"Kathrine found me after I was turned." Isobel said as Elena made a motion to get up. "Genetic curiosity, I suppose. She would be fascinated by you."

"God you are pathetic." Elena groaned. "You know the only reason that I showed up was so that I could stab you if the opportunity presented itself."

"Acting all nonchalant and unafraid is not cute." Isobel sneered.

"Who's acting?" Elena hummed as she leaned back.

"Your new boyfriend over there by the pool table? Stefan Salvatore." Isobel looked over at Stefan with a smirk. "Why Stefan? Why didn't you go for Damon? Or are you enjoying them both like Kathrine did?"

"Why does everyone assume I'm dating Stefan or Damon?! Like seriously, can't a girl have male friends without them automatically dating?" Elena blurts out annoyed. "Why did you want to meet me, anyway?"

"Because I'm curious about you." Isobel said and Elena just looked at her with a 'bitch please' expression. "But the real reason is; I want what your uncle wants. Jonathan Gilbert's invention."

"I don't have it and even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you." Elena stood up to leave but Isobel caught her arm and forced her down in her seat again.

"Sit down." Isobel ordered her. "And tell Stefan to walk away."

"Are you serious?" Elena snorted. "You do know that Stefan is both older and stronger than you right? That means in a fight between you two he wouldn't even have to try before he gives you the final death."

"I want the invention." Isobel demanded but she looked a little uncertain.

"I don't have it." Elena smirked.

"I know that but Damon does and you're going to get it for me." Isobel insisted.

"No, I won't." Elena told her coldly.

"Then the blood will be on your hands." Isobel got up to leave.

"No, the blood will be on your hands because you will be the one to do the deed." Elena sneered at her unimpressed. "I'm not forcing you to do anything and I'm definitely not holding a gun to your head."

"It was nice meeting you Elena." Isobel said as she left.

"Get fucked." Elena muttered back.

"Are you okay?" Bonnie asked as she came over to Elena.

"Yeah I just got this urge to stab my bio-mom." Elena shrugged. "How about you?"

"I miss my best friend." Bonnie admitted and looked at Elena.

"I miss you to but I can't be around you if you are only going to blame Stefan and Damon for something they had no control over." Elena said sadly.

"I can try to stop thinking like that but it is going to take time." Bonnie mumbled. "But I would appreciate my best friend telling me when I'm getting all judgmental again. So, will you please forgive me?"

"I forgive you Bon." Elena hugged her, thinking that maybe she had gotten through to Bonnie.