Founder's Day

It was no ordinary day in Mystic Falls, it was the town's 'Founder's Day'. Unlike the past 145 celebrations that went throughout the years, this was the first time Louise had been needed to be a part of it, while the town was in the middle of a hidden crisis of vampire havoc. But she wasn't supposed to think about that today. It was a celebration, and when celebrations are called for, it's a time needed for complete relaxation.

This isn't relaxing, the brunette thought to herself as Aunt Jenna helped her into the dress she is supposed to wear for the parade a little later. It was tight. It was retro. It was so...1864.

"Am I suppose to not be able to breathe in this thing?" She hissed through her gritted teeth when she felt the corset tighten around her torso. Her hand gripped the wooden mirror in front of her as she braced herself.

Jenna yanked at the corset strings once more. "Yep, breathing wasn't a priority for the rich and beautiful women back in the day." She continued to struggle with tying the strap that sealed the back of her niece's dress. Once she finished, she gave out a loud sigh and rested her hands on her hips. She breathed hard, as did Louise. The dress was torture, but it looked good, and her niece looked perfect.

The brunette met her own gaze in the mirror. Her usual straight chestnut brown hair now fell in tight ringlets, half of it tied up while the rest flowed down her back. She wore a deep purple Victorian gothic dress, it opened up like a balloon below her. The neckline was low and the only sleeves were ribbons that hooked around the top of her shoulders. Her jewlwery consisted of; her vervain necklace and silver dangly earrings.

She gave a deep sigh and smiled at her reflection. She was more than satisfied with how she looked but something about the theme bothered her. The theme drew comparison to her. Vivienne Pierce.

"This is as good as it's gonna get." Louise said as she turned full circle to face her aunt who was lazily lying on her bed watching her intently. She sighed, despite how impossible it was in the dress. "Thanks for helping me, Aunt Jenna."

"Well, you're welcome. And, you look beautiful, Louise." Jenna smiled a toothless grin and then got up from the bed. Just as she was walking through the door, she almost knocked over the eldest Gilbert girl. They laughed as Jenna moved to let Elena enter the bedroom.

"Just a little heads up is super easy to trip on, so be careful." Elena told her twin as she gestured to her corset dress. She was already dressed in a beautiful golden period dress that fit her slim figure perfectly. She placed the vervain necklace Stefan had given her around her neck and locked it into position.

"Have you...erm, spoken to Jer today?" Louise asked and she saw her sister stiffen at the question.

"Erm...I decided to give him a bit of space." Elena admitted. "He has every right to be angry at me after everything I did." Her little brother now hates her because in an attempt to protect him from the pain of losing Vicki, she had Damon remove the memories of the death through compulsion. She completely understood why he's mad at her but she just wanted to help him. Was that so wrong?

The younger twin's face softened at the sadness on her sister's face. "He can't be mad forever and I'll talk to him, okay?"

Damon arrived in the middle of town; it was like a huge case of deja vu. There were people walking around in period clothing and soldiers carrying gun, hopefully fake ones. He spotted his brother who was also dressed up, probably the only one sporting clothes he actually wore 145 years ago when the were in style.

"Look at you, all retro." Damon wiggled his brows at Stefan who was observing the other students getting ready for the parade.

"What are you doing here?" Stefan asked.

"Why wouldn't I be here?" Damon questioned as if the answer was obvious. "Bonnie deactivated the Gilbert invention, Isobel is gone and it's Founders' Day! I'm here to eat cotton candy and get my girl." He smirked and placed a tap on his brother's shoulder.

"Don't start with me, Damon." Stefan muttered as he turned away. Damon did the same and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Oh, you started this Stefan with that whole, "I'm going to be the big brother you never was to me, leave Louise alone" speech. I'm enjoying that." The eldest Salvatore mocked and they both mockingly smiled at each other.

"As long as you heard it."

"What?" Damon raised his hand to his ear and mocked his brother again as he pretended to be hard of hearing. Stefan shook his head gently. "You have no sense of humor, Stefan."

"Actually I've no sense of 'Damon humour'. "

" 'Damon humor'...Hey look, I get it, I get it." Damon held up his hands innocently. "I'm the better, hotter, superior and you're scared, now that Vivienne is out of the picture, that I'm gonna treat Louise like Vivienne treated me or treat her as if she's Vivienne...but don't worry." He placed his hand on Stefan's shoulder. "Louise is not Vivienne." He emphasised this and Stefan nodded in agreement.

"You're right, she's not." Stefan said.

As if fate needed to test that statement, Damon's eyes caught something. He was speechless and his jaw almost dropped open. Stefan followed his gaze to see Louise and Elena walk out in the daylight across the lawn, looking around. Elena spotted the vampires first and Louise second. First their eyes roamed over Stefan who gave them a small smile. Louise grinned as she watched Elena curtise teasingly to her boyfriend.

Damon's eyes narrowed as Louise's genuine smile turned into a playful smirk, that could match Vivienne's any day, as soon as her chocolate brown eyes landed on him. He couldn't help but admire her curls that gleamed in the sunlight. He would be lying is he wasn't taken back at the overwhelming sense of familiarity but Louise had a warmth to her eyes that Vivienne has never been able to master.

After a few moments, Stefan took Elena for a chat and Louise turned back to Damon who was still staring at her. She glanced down at herself and realised he must have been thinking about Vivienne. Something she didn't like. At all. An awkward feeling rose in her chest and she was about ready to turn and leave until Damon cleared his throat.

"We need to talk." At that statement her heart started hammering in her chest. "It's about who your biological dad is," he continued and a breath she didn't realise she was holding escaped her lips. "It's John." He finished - just straight out with it.

Louise's eyes widened in obvious shock. "John?! Is that even possible?" Her voice rose and forehead crumbled. "You're joking, right?"

"There's no proof-" Damon began but Louise cut him off.

"Oh, thank god!" She breathed in relief.

"But..." The blue eyed vampire continued. "He did date Isobel when she was a teenager and turns out he was the one who brought her to your dad's office for the delivery." He explained to her calmly but it seemed Louise couldn't build up the facts in her head.

"Oh, this is great." Louise shook her head, letting out a sarcastic laugh. "I've spent my entire life practically hate this man and now he happens to be my biological father. Oh the irony!"

"Sorry for dropping it on you like this but I thought you should know."

"I really hope that it's not true. " Louise caught sight of Elena and Stefan pulling apart before Elena went after their brother. She should probably speak to her. Feeling a little awkward around Damon, she turned back to look at him. She bit her lip gently, jerking her thumb to Elena. "I should probably..."

"Yeah, you should." Damon nodded in agreement.

"I-I guess, I'll see you around after the parade."

Damon gave her a light nod and smile. With those final words, Louise picked up he dress and started walking off. The vampire watched as she disappeared towards the crowd.

All around the town square, the residents of Mystic Falls gathered around the streets to watch the parade floats. Carol Lockwood stood on a stage in front of a microphone, reading off index cards to introduce the passing floats. "Let's give a big hand to the Mystic Fall's high school Marching Band!" she announced, causing the crowd to scream and applaud.

The marching band came by on foot, their loud and thunderous footsteps echoed through the streets as they played their favourite ensemble. Once the marching band had past, Carol began to introduce the next float.

"And for a little local history, Mr. Saltzman's students have recreated Virginia's Battle of Willow Creek."

The history students waved at the crowd as the float went by. Each student was dressed in a Civil War uniform smeared in fake blood. Jeremy and Tyler pretend to stoot at each other.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Carol spoke into the microphone slowly. "Please welcome our stunning Miss Mystic Falls Court and their handsome escorts."

This float carried, the Miss Mystic Falls contestants, dressed in their old renaissance gowns and their favourable good looking escorts. There stood Caroline Forbes in a flourishing yellow dress, being crowned as Miss Mystic Falls, with Matt Donovan at the very top. Just below them, Elena stood with Stefan, Louise next to … and two pairs of contestants and their escorts placed equally.

"This is Caroline Forbes, Miss Mystic Falls. Aren't they beautiful?"

There was another wave of whispers and howls from the crowd as the float drove by. Louise stood, smiling and waving into the crowd, trying to think around the barrage information and emotions filling her brain. Uncle John, who she's hated for as long as she could remember, may be her father. Considering the hatred she felt towards Isobel, she wasn't doing too well on the biological parent front. She tried to push the negative thoughts to the back of her mind and enjoy the parade.

In the cheering crowd, Bonnie caught her eye as she waved frantically at her. She was thankful she had her best friend back in the midst of the chaos that has become her life. A bright smile spread across Louise's face as she waved back at the witch. Damon with a devilish smirk on his face, stepped in front of Bonnie, crossing his arms over his chest and waved at Louise. Her heart rate quickened as the vampire winked at her.

After the parade, Louise wasted no time shredding the itchy and uncomfortable corset dress and throwing on a black long sleeve top with a pair of skinny jeans and converse. Her hair was still styled in ringlets. She strode into the slightly less crowded grill, she just wanted to just have a seat and rest till the fireworks later.

Damon who had been waiting in the grill to pass the time, his eyes lit up when he saw the brunette step through the door. Her eyes darted around the place until they locked with the icy blue ones that belonged to the vampire. Her heart fluttered at the sight of him.

He was quick as he slide to stand in front of her. "Hey," He flashed her a pearly white grin. "You enjoying the ability to breathe again?"

"Yeah," She breathed, laughing a little. "I don't understand how women back then could wear those corsets all day, everyday."

"Well, it helps if you don't have to breathe." He pointed out, hoping to make her laugh again but it didn't.

"That's not funny." she mumbled as her eyes cased down to her hands, remembering the way he had looked at her earlier. She had been right; he had been thinking about Vivienne.

"Sorry, it was meant as a joke." he apologised, observing her closely.

"Yeah, well..." she trailed off, biting her lip. "Glad I could be of service today."

"What?" He frowned, not understanding what she just meant.

"Seeing me in that dress must have been like having Vivienne back for a moment, right?" she questioned, finally glancing back up at him. His stare had now hardened at her words. Did she think he enjoyed seeing her dressed like that, that he was imagining Vivienne? Another thought accoutred to him; was she jealous?

"I would never confuse you for Vivienne." he told her. "And, honestly..." He let his eyes wonder down her body, noticing her jeans hugging her curves just right. "I prefer you like this. The period look, it...didn't suit you." He had enjoyed seeing her in that dress earlier but it had been a little too much like revisiting his past and he was glad she was back to normal.

"Is that an insult?" Louise antagonised, stifling a smile.

"Actually, Louise, it is a compliment of the highest order."

She couldn't help but smile at that. What she got from that was, he prefers her to look like herself and not like Vivienne. She would take that compliment any day. She grinned, tossing her hair over her shoulder teasingly.

Damon's who's eyes which had sparkled with amusement only mere seconds ago suddenly became serious. "Your sister is worried about our friendship."

Louise blinked at the sudden change in conversation. "What?"

"So is my brother. They think I'll hurt you." Damon told her, slightly frowning.

The brunette rubbed her forehead in frustration. "They lectured you?"

"Kinda." he replied but shrugged it off. "Nothing worth repeating, though."

Louise felt frustrated at her sister for interfering into hers and Damon's complicated relationship - if you can call it that. "Can I ask you something?" She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and stepped back, creating some space between them. "Is this-" She gestured between them. "Is this thing between us real or is it all in my head?"

The vampire held his gaze with her, showing no signs of actually answering her question as his icy blue eyes bore into her chocolate brown ones. Moments passed by and still no answer. Her heart jumped to her throat as her nervousness started to get the better of her.

"It's all real, Louise. Every inch of it."

Louise sucked in a breath, her eyes softened and her body relaxed slightly at that. He didn't wait for the brunette's reply as he walked back over to his previous spot at the bar. Louise stared after in shock and he didn't even give her a glance back. Her eyes narrowed but before she could go after him her eyes perked up to the sound of two familiar voices having an argument.

She walked over to the table a couple feet away from her to where her siblings were. "Woah, Jer!" She cut off her little brother mid sentence as he had a go at Elena. "Listen you little brat! What Elena did was wrong and I'm not denying that but the way you're behaving is not okay. You say you can handle the truth but look how you're reacting right now."

"You know, you're just as bad as Elena." At Jeremy's reply, Louise chewed her bottom lip. He had never been like this with her before. "You both lie but you think because you came clean before I knew the truth makes you somewhat better."

"Jer-"

"You can both go to hell." Jeremy spat at the twins before getting up from the table and storming off.

The crowds of people of Mystic Falls were on the move to get a great spot to view the fireworks. Louise found herself being pushed and shoved as he tried to move through the crowd to find some of her friends. She continued her way through the crowd and suddenly, Damon's at her side, grabbing her hand.

"What are you doing?" Louise questioned, savouring the feeling of his hands around hers in silence.

"Saving your life." Damon replied which pulled her out her daydream. He didn't wait for her reply as he continued. "Fifteen words or less...Tomb vamps are here. Founding families are their target. Meaning, you're at risk."

"What?!"

"Now, I'm going to tell you the same thing I told Elena; get out of here now." He squeezed her hand before letting go and breaking away from her.

"Damon, wait!" Louise called after him. She tried to follow after the vampire but he was swept up in the crowd of people.

The brunette's face twisted in fear as her eyes darted around the town square. Damon had taken off without much of a hint of where he was going, leaving her to find Jeremy and Elena and get out of there as quick as possibly. She scoured the crowd as tried to be as calm as possible. There were at least fifteen tomb vampires mixed in with innocent people of the town, ready to cause mayhem in order to exact their revenge.

She could hear the Mayor concluding his speech followed by the booming of fireworks, prompting a round of applause from the crowd. Suddenly, a wave of dizziness started to wash of Louise, smears of colour painting a scene. There was a tug on her mind as she was pulled into a vision.

Bodies after bodies were littered on the ground of what seemed like a basement. Splashes of gasoline were being poured over the bodies. The remains of the gasoline was poured up the stairs and followed by light of a match.

Images flipped quickly as the vision consumed her mind.

John Gilbert, flicked the switch on the device which was followed by a high pitched sound.

Louise brought her hands up to cover her ears as a harsh sob ripped through her chest and she noticed through blurry vision that she was back in the town square on her knees. The vision had ended. She took a moment to gather herself before rising to her feet. She put two and two together; Bonnie never un-pelled the device because she wanted all vampires, including Stefan and Damon to be put down.

"Damon!" Louise screamed as she started sprinting. She had to find him. She yelled out his name again as she looked around frantically but he was nowhere in sight. Her eyes fluttered closed as she thought of Damon. Suddenly, in flashes she saw Damon surrounded by fire then the sign 'Dr Grayson Gilbert, M.D'

When she opened her eyes, Louise waisted no time in running towards her dad's building. Then she smelt it; smoke. She nearly fell over when she felt someone pull her back.

"Damon's in there!" she yelled, as she struggled against the iron grip that held her in place.

"Louise, calm down!" Stefan told her. "You can't go in there."

"He's going to die, Stefan! We have to save him!" Louise said, her eyes began to sting as tears started welling up.

"The emergency exist." Stefan announced. "I'll get down there but you need to calm down first." Louise inhaled sharply a few times in attempt to follow his instructions.

"It was John." The eldest Gilbert twin stated. "He set this all up."

"Elena, I don't care who it was. We need to get Damon out of there." Louise practically shouted and Elena stared at her wide eyed. "Let go of me, Stefan!" She ordered and the vampire obeyed. Once she was free from his grip she wasted no time to running towards the emergency exist with Stefan and Elena close behind.

"Hey, you can't go in there!" A voice came from behind them and they turned to see their witch friend. Stefan moved towards the door. "The fire will take you out."

"He's my brother, Bonnie!" Stefan stated before swinging the door open and running into the burning building.

"Stefan!" Elena yelled.

Louise moved to go into the building but Bonnie grabbed her hand. "You can't go in there!" The witch told her firmly.

"Get off me!" Louise pulled her arm back. "You lied to us! If Damon dies..."

"Lou, I'm sorry!"

Bonnie closed her eyes and started reciting a spell from memory. "Ex spiritum intacullum, in terrum incendium, fes matos salvis adisdum!" she chanted as the two brunettes stared anxiously at her and suddenly she stopped chanting and her eyes flew open.

"Bonnie...Bonnie, what is it? Are they gonna be okay?" Elena questioned frantically.

"I swear, If Damon's dead!" Louise said..

In response the witch's green eyes widened in shock. "Oh, my God, Louise. You're in love with him. It's written all over you face." Bonnie practically shouted. Her intimal reaction was to deny her claims but seconds before she could speak. She heard Isobel's voice in her head; 'He's in love with you'. She was speechless.

And in that moment, the door to the building flew open and Stefan's half carrying Damon as they stumbled out the door and broke apart, each catching their breath. Elena immediately ran to her boyfriend. Louise's feet seemed to move on their own.

Without thinking she went straight to Damon. "Oh, Damon," she heard herself say in concern. The words burst frim her mouth, unbidden. "I'm so glad you're alright." she said, ignoring the soot on him and tossing her arms around him, hugging him for dear life.

Damon lightly groaned but smiled and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. Who gave a damn if it hurt like hell. It was nice to be needed - to be cared about. She was glad to see him alive and that made him feel...well alive. A little too alive. She was crushing him.

"Louise, I'm glad you're glad that I'm alright and everything but you're crushing me."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." Louise said, turning red and realsing him. Her face now had smudges of soot from Damon's shirt.

"Don't be." he said, tucking her hair behind one ear.

Louise remembered the days before vampires had entered their lives. When she and Bonnie would draw on Elena and Caroline's faces during sleepovers because they were the first ones to fall asleep. When she would help Bonnie and her grams make chocolate chip cookies for the annual school bake sale. When the worst thing that could happen would be Bonnie getting too drunk and puking in Louise's car after a party. Those times had been simpler then. Before Bonnie lost her grandmother and before the Salvatore brothers had arrived. Before Louise and Elena had found out their parents weren't really their parents.

Louise missed those times more than ever. As she stood on Bonnie's porch waiting for the witch to open the door, she would have given anything to get those times back.

When the door opened the witch looked surprised to see her but gave her a hesitant smile. "What are you doing here, Louise?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. Bonnie had been getting ready for bed. While she still wore her jeans, she had on a thin pink pyjama top.

The brunette raised a brow. "A girl can't come check in on her best friend?"

Bonnie shrugged. "I thought you'd be with Damon or something." she muttered, shifting on her feet. "And you mentioned checking in on Jeremy."

"I wanted to make sure you were alright before checking in on Jer." Louise admitted and her friend raised a brow. "With everything that happened with the device. I wanted to let you know that I don't blame you. I wanted to thank you for what you did for Damon...and Stefan." The witch unsurprisingly winced as the brunette continued. "Even though they were in danger because of the device, I get why you did it. You saved a lot of people tonight - who knows what would have happened if the tomb vampires had attacked. How many loves would have been lost..."

Bonnie's green eyes casted down to the ground before she looked back up again. "So you actually do get it?" She sighed. "I thought you would be so focused on...Damon that all you would see would be me putting his life in danger."

Louise ignored her friend's tone when she said 'Damon' and shook her head as she let out a sigh. "I get it." She was about to add to her statement but she found herself being enveloped into a hug. Her surprised expression was replaced with a small smile as she returned the witch's hug.

"Thanks for coming." Bonnie whispered.

"So, we're good?"

"We're good, Lou." The witch gave her a genuine smile as she pulled back. "But if Damon spills so much as one drop of innocent blood, I'll take him out."

Vivienne and Katherine Pierce walked up to the Gilbert's residence with their doppelganger's dresses from the parade slung over their arms in garment bags and Vivienne held a purse in her hand. As they made their way onto the stairs, the front door swung open. Vivienne looked up in surprise and expected it to be anyone else than who it was.

Damon seemed to be thinking intently but the expression on his face, it was clear he didn't mean to run into her or her sister. The sisters exchanged a sly glance towards each other. His forehead crumbled as he stared at Vivienne. Jenna who stood on the other side of the door, caught this and looked towards Katherine.

"Erm, Elena, why don't you come inside and give these two five minutes." Jenna suggested. Katherine nodded, she threw a quick smirk at her sister before she stepped inside and shut the door behind her.

"What are you doing here?" Vivienne asked once it was just her and Damon, carefully composing her expression as not to betray her surprise to seeing the eldest Salvatore at this house, at this hour.

He took a deep breath and turned to her. "Failed and feeble attempt at doing the right thing. " The expression on his face disbelieving that he was capable of even trying to do the right thing.

"Which was...?" Vivienne trailed off, the curiously getting the better of her, wanting to know more of his presence as to why he was here and maybe fill in the blanks Isobel had conveniently downplayed.

Damon walked closer to her and with a slight shake of his head, he said. "It's not important." His arms extended towards the dress in her hand. "Let me take this for you."

"Thank you." she replied automatically, keeping to safe words.

Their eyes meet for half a second as he took the things out her hands. She watched as he set Louise's things on one of the porch chairs. His gentleness, unnerving her - making her angry that a human girl might have temporarily replaced her in Damon's life. But she couldn't lose control, not yet. She needed to see it through.

"You know, I came to this town wanting to destroy it. Tonight, I found myself wanting to protect it." Damon said breaking the silence, his voice distant. Vivienne watched him closely, noting how he fidgeted with his ring, his nervousness revealing his vulnerability as he broke down his walls. "How does that happen? I'm not a hero, Louise. I don't do good. It's not in me." He looked away, ashamed of the evil in him. Something she worked so hard to create in him and now he's losing it.

She pretends to ponder the question when in reality she's trying to figure out the person in front of her. She hadn't seen this Damon in a long time and it slightly confused her. Where was the man who was merciless and kills for fun? Where was the man who was afraid to admit weakness? This wasn't her creation. All of this, his words, his facial expression and his emotion. All because of her lookalike. She helped find it in him.

Her shoulders lifted in a light shrug. "Maybe it is." she said mostly to continue the conversation.

"Nah, it's reserved for my brother, and you...and Elena...and...Bonnie," He held up his hand as if he ticked off the names on his fingers. "Who, even though she has every reason to hate me, still helped Stefan save me."

"Why do you sound so surprised?"

"Because she did it for you." he replied simply which caught Vivienne off guard. "Which means that somewhere along the way, you decided that I was worth saving." Damon continued, the emotions in his voice threatened her temper.

She couldn't believe it. She was Damon's obsession, but this girl, this Louise, she was the one he truly loved.

"And I wanted to thank you for that." he finished and Vivienne could tell he meant every word. Her ears bled hearing his honesty and she wanted to hurt him for saying it because in her head, he's forgotten he's suppose to love only her.

"You're welcome." Vivienne replied, wanting to end the moment before she lost control and reveal herself by ripping his heart out.

Damon had narrowed the gap between them to mere inches as he leaned forwards, his warm and plump lips grazed her cheek. Her eyes remain open and her forehead crumbled in thinly veiled anger and confusion. He slowly pulled away. She was conscious of his every move but most of all - the love and desire that filled his eyes. It left a ghost smile on her lips.

Damon stared at her, almost in awe and his eyes flickered to her lips. He slowly lowered his head, bringing his lips once again closer to her own. He moved slowly enough that she could pull back. Vivienne almost did, anxious that he would sense something was wrong. Damon gently grazed her lips with his once, once, then twice before sinking deeper into the kiss and pressing his lips fully against hers.

His lips were gentle and yet desperate at the same time.

The front door swung open and Damon is the first to react, pulling his mouth away and turned away from the door sheepishly. Vivienne looked towards the person who had interrupted them and frowned, dropping arm from Damon's neck.

"Five minutes up, you should probably come inside." Jenna said.

"I'll be there in a minute."

"I think you should come now."

Vivienne nodded, stepping away from Damon and picked up Louise's things. She didn't look at Damon as Jenna moved aside to let her inside. Damon slowly turned to look towards Jenna who rolled her eyes and without another word, closed the door behind her.

Jenna raised a brow at her 'niece' as the two stared at each other for a few moments. "So, ae you and Damon-?" Jenna questioned, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Don't asked." Vivienne said. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Alright." Jenna held her hands up in defence. "I just hope you know what you're getting yourself into." The sound of footsteps made them turn their heads to the stairs to see, Katherine, pretending to be Elena was coming down them.

"Anyways," Jenna moved to grabbed her jacket from the coat rack before pulling it on. "I have to run to the fire station about the building." She pulled her dirty blonde hair from out under her jacket and moved to fetch her keys from the dish-bowl. "I'll be back soon, okay?"

The two brunettes nodded as they watched their 'aunt' head out the door.

Vivienne looked towards the kitchen before returning her gave to Katherine. "You okay to deal with John?" she asked and a mischievous smirk pulled at the corner of Katherine's lips. "I've got unfinished business."

At the boarding house, Vivienne stood in the doorway that led to the living room as she watched the eldest Salvatore brother stare down at the bottle of bourbon in his hands. The flames of the fire flickered on his face making his pale face have a slight glow. She didn't know if he knew she was there but she didn't say anything to alert she was.

Damon picked up his bottle of bourbon and looked at it quickly, before he put the tip to his lips and drunk. He didn't stop drinking until the bottle was half full and then he placed it back onto the wooden cabinet but his hand never left it. He closed his eyes for a moment before they flew open and his head snapped into her direction.

The surprise washed from his face as his eyes lit up to see 'Louise' stood in the doorway. His lips twisted into a small smile.

He stared at her, his eyes drifted up and down her body but he didn't make a move. So Vivienne took the first move, dragging her feet towards him until she came to a halt just before him. His body tensed but his eyes never left hers, just watching and waiting. He didn't realise that those slightly darker chocolate brown eyes that stared back at him contained only hatred for the girl he truly loved.

Vivienne gently touched his cheek with her finger and his eyes fluttered close at her touch.

"Louise, what are you doing here?" he whispered and his hand caught her wrist, pulling her hand away from his face. His eyes searched her carefully like he was trying to read her mind and if Vivienne didn't know any better, she would have thought he realised it was her. But she was wrong. "Louise?" he asked again as he leaned closer to her, the smell of alcohol lingering on his breath.

Vivienne had resisted the urge to roll her eyes at hearing her dull as dishwater doppelganger's name leaving his lips when he addressed her.

"Damon, you kissed me tonight and I'm here to finish what you started." She spoke slowly, trying to be her doppelganger and not blow her cover.

His icy blue eyes searched hers again, looing for any signs of trickery or lies but then a smile slowly crept on his lips. He gently placed his hands on her waist, pulling her closer slightly, his eyes still on her.

She stared back at him, waiting for him to recognise her but he could only see Louise. He was so far gone that he couldn't even tell she had no heartbeat.

Vivienne raised her hand to his cheek, caressing it and smiled back at him. She could see in his eyes, he was whole and she, the supposed love of his life was the farthest thing from his mind even those she was right in front of him. He risked everything to find her and now he can't even recognise her.

"Kiss me again."

Damon followed her instructions instantly, grabbing her face and smashing his lips against hers.

Inside the Gilbert's kitchen, after grabbing a bottle of water, John closed the refrigerator door. He is slightly startled when he sees who he thinks is his daughter, Elena but is really Katherine pretending to be Elena. "You scared me." John stated, startled by her presence.

"Sorry." Katherine replied before walking towards the sink to beginning mindless chores that she imagined her doppelganger would do.

"Is Jenna home?" John asked as he glanced over his shoulder into the quite house.

"She had to meet the fire chief about the building." The vampire told him, still keeping up her pretences. "She doesn't know the truth. They've covered it up."

"Yeah I know." John nodded. "How's Jeremy?"

Katherine's shoulders rose in a small shrug as she answered. "Holed up in his room."

"Can I help?" John asked with a small smile on his face as he moved towards the sink to grab some dishes.

The brunette's eyes caught the giant ring on his finger and a ghost smile pulled at her lips as she nodded. She passed him some cutlery before she gripped a large knife in her hand and brought it down on his fingers effectively removing his ring that brought him back to life after being killed by a supernatural species. Katherine shoved him back against the sinl.

John face painted with horror. "Katherine?!"

A/N

And there we have it...the series finale. Now this is the end but not forever though. I will be back with the sequel but you'll have to follow me as an author to know when it's up. It will be called 'Tangled Fate'. I'm excited for season two! Anyways, thank you to all of you for reading, following, favouriting and reviewing. It really means a lot.

Let me know what you think and suggestions are always welcome.

P.s

You can check out my tumblr - tanglediaries where I post little sneak previews and crackship edits I've made.