The Vampire Diaries

Previously on The Vampire Diaries:

For over a century, I have lived in secret, until now.

I know the risk, but I have to know her.

- She's a dead ringer for Katherine. - Hello, brother.

Damon.

There's nothing about that Logan guy I killed in here.

- Covering it up. - It's a small circle.

- Founding families, a few city officials. - I will do anything I can to help.

Alaric Saltzman. I'm your new history teacher.

- That's a cool ring. - Thanks. It was my father's.

I have to leave. Too many people have died.

- I can't be a part of your life anymore. - Don't go, Stefan.

Goodbye, Elena.

You know what, I'm not gonna invite you in.

- Some other time then. - I was dumped.

Yeah, well, Logan's a jerk.

- Hello, Jenna. - Logan.

Aren't you gonna invite me in?

Why are you here, Logan?

I missed you. I was out of town.

Yeah, I got that e-mail.

You got an e-mail?

You didn't send an e-mail?

I can explain. Just invite me in and I'll tell you everything.

I'm not gonna invite you in. Forget it.

Come on, Jenna, it's me.

- The answer is no. - I know you.

You're always one step from a "maybe."

A tiny nudge to "yes."

You just pointed out that I have no self-control.

Clever strategy.

Evening.

Hey.

You're that guy from the news, Logan Fell.

I watch you every night.

Well, I used to. I mean, you've been missing from my TV.

- I took some time off. - I noticed.

I'm Daphne.

- Hey, you know something, Daphne? - No, what?

"I live in fear.

It consumes me.

In the early evening, when I see the sun begin to fade, the fear comes.

Because I know that the night brings death."

Jeremy's got his sketch pad out.

- You're kidding. - Nope, but don't say a word.

The minute we encourage him, he'll put it away.

Psychology major. Check that.

And you and Stefan?

- Update? - He knows how I feel and where I stand.

And I know where he stands, but it doesn't matter.

He's leaving, moving away.

- Where's he going? - I've stopped asking questions.

- The answers get scary. - Oh.

Yours leaves, mine returns.

Logan?

- He's back. - Ugh.

- I didn't let him pass the front door. - I hope you slammed it in his face.

- Ah, medium slam. - Three-strike rule, Jenna.

You're not even allowed to watch the news.

Exactly. No more Logan "Scum" Fell.

So any idea of where you'll go?

I don't know. London, maybe.

- See some friends. - You don't have any friends, Damon.

You're right, Stefan. I only have you.

- So where are we going? - "We" are not going anywhere.

I'm gonna live my life as far away from you as possible.

But we're a team. We could travel the world together.

We could try out for The Amazing Race.

Mm. That's funny.

Seriously, where are you going?

Because we're not staying in this town.

I'm here to see Damon.

Uh, sure. Okay.

Sheriff. What a surprise.

Sorry to bother you, but we need to talk.

Come in.

I hope you understand the secrecy. Stefan doesn't know about this yet.

- I'd like to keep it that way. - Of course.

- Kids are too young to be brought into this. - So, what do you need?

There's been another attack.

A female victim, her throat torn out, completely drained of blood.

- It fits the pattern. - I'm sorry. I don't understand.

I thought we solved that problem when I staked the blond one.

I'm thinking she must have turned someone.

Or multiple someones, I don't know.

The story is another animal attack...

...but I'm not sure how long we can keep lying to them.

The Council is in an uproar. We thought we were past this.

So, uh, what do we do?

You're the only one who's taken on a vampire.

We were hoping you could tell us.

And then the ballet dancer and the crunker did the salsa.

I was awake for that part.

Well, I don't know when you fell asleep.

Um, did you see the Celine Dion waltz about cancer?

Those always make me cry.

Yeah.

Then the loud judge kept screaming and I couldn't take it so I turned it off.

I sat through Family Guy, so you owed me.

Did I miss something?

They've been hanging out.

- Kind of weird, don't you think? - She needs someone nice like him.

As opposed to a homicidal vampire like Damon.

Yeah, how are you doing with all that?

I'm freaked out.

Damon attacked me. I could be dead right now.

- But I'm also grateful. - Hmm?

- To Stefan. He saved my life. - Mm.

Have you seen him?

Not since he told me he was leaving. For all I know, he's already gone.

He wouldn't leave without saying goodbye.

Yes, he would. He thinks he's protecting me.

Clean break and all that.

So, what are you gonna do?

What am I supposed to do? I already begged him not to go.

If I ask again, I'm being selfish.

- It is what it is. - Oh. Maybe it's for the best.

What? Why?

I mean, what kind of future could you have had with him, even if he stayed?

- Let me tie it tighter. - Sorry.

- Did you just...? - No, I swear.

- Ah. God. - How's that You got it?

Thank you for stopping by.

- Let me know. - Absolutely.

What is wrong with you? You killed somebody?

Get off of me.

A, don't touch me.

B, if I had, I wouldn't have been so obvious about it.

And C, there's another vampire in town.

- That's impossible. - Obviously not.

Well, who could it be?

Ah, what do we care? We're leaving anyway, right?

No, I can't leave now, and you know that.

How are we supposed to find this person?

Let the adults handle this stuff.

See you later, okay?

- Okay. - Bye.

Hi.

We need to talk.

- So, what's up with you and Forbes? - Nothing's up.

I saw you two in the hall today. Don't even try and deny it, bro.

- You're tapping that. - No. It's not like that.

Never is. Till you become we people.

- "We people"? - Yeah.

"We can't make it to the party."

"We'll never miss a game."

"We don't like the color red."

We hung out, like, twice.

Like I said, "we."

So you have no idea who it could be?

None.

But it must be somebody new, because leaving a body like that...

...they're either sloppy or they're trying to send a message.

- And you're sure it's not Damon? - Well, I'm never sure about Damon...

...but he's been trying to keep a low profile so it doesn't make sense to me.

So, what are you gonna do?

Damon is tracking them right now.

Look.

I promised you the truth...

...so I wanted to tell you. I want you to be careful.

When I saw you, I thought you were coming to say goodbye.

Not yet.

- Hey, what do you think? - Creepy.

I found this old journal in Dad's stuff. Jonathan Gilbert, from the 1800's.

He's kind of a freak show.

He wrote about demons and all these people getting slaughtered...

Yeah, he was a writer. Short stories, horror stuff.

Oh, he wrote fiction?

Figured he was just a lunatic or a drunk.

Well, he was a Gilbert.

Probably a little bit of both.

- So, what do I do now? - Just wait. I'll be there in a minute.

Can you hurry? I have things to do.

You can give me that.

So why did you need me to do this?

Because I interfere with the signal.

Look, can I go now? This has blown, like, half of my day.

You do that. Get in your car, go home.

Forget I asked you to do this.

- Okay. Bye now. - Bye.

I have tons of these wooden bullets, so nothing funky.

You don't wanna do this, trust me.

- That's what you get. - For what?

- You made me like this. - I killed you but I didn't turn you.

See, I know what you and your brother are.

I've been watching the two of you. I knew you'd show up here.

And I'm glad you did because I have some questions.

Me first. Who turned you?

How should I know?

Last thing I remember is I'm about to stake your brother...

...and then you grab me. That's it.

Until I wake up in the ground behind a used-car dealership on Highway 4.

Somebody buried me.

It happens. Ow. Unh.

- You bit me. It had to be you. - Damn it.

You have to have vampire blood in your system when you die.

I didn't do that.

Some other vampire found you, gave you their blood.

- Who? - That's what I wanna know.

It's not like the welcome wagon was waiting with a Bundt cake and a handbook.