Okay, so here's the first chapter of Going Down in History. Since I have this started now, I'm going to TRY to put a Supernatural chapter up sometime this week. But be patient. I'm home-schooling my cousin and I have to pick up my brother from school and my mom from work every day due to my dad getting a job where he needs their car. So I have three jobs and I'm not getting paid for either one. Doesn't that suck?

Chapter One

Everything was wrong. The founder's council had used some device to incapacitate the vampires in town and then had proceeded to lock them up in the basement of Grayson Gilbert's old doctor's office.

Damon had been caught; Anna had been caught; the tomb vampires had been caught. Then John Gilbert had set fire to the building and Damon had been inside.

Rebecca and Stefan - with the magical assistance of Bonnie - had helped get Damon out. However, the device that had helped incapacitate the vampires had also worked on the mayor and Tyler Lockwood for some reason that nobody knew.

The mayor had just gone down when the device had started and Tyler had been driving when the noise had started. Caroline and Matt had been in the car with him and they'd gotten into a car crash. Tyler and Matt were okay, but Caroline was in the hospital and in surgery. There was internal bleeding.

That was why Rebecca found herself at the hospital with Matt and the sheriff. Neither was doing too well. Not too long ago, Stefan, who had been with her at the hospital, had been called away by Elena. Elena had come home from the Founder's day parade to find Jeremy asleep in his room, a half a bottle of pain pills gone. A small vial of blood had been found in the bathroom, empty. The red stains on the inside of the tube had been a giveaway.

Rebecca had wanted to go with Stefan to check on Jeremy and Elena. Both Jeremy and Elena would need her if Jeremy had become a vampire. She hoped Jeremy didn't become a vampire - he was moody enough as it was. He didn't need to feel out of control anymore than he already did.

But she couldn't leave. Matt and Liz needed someone there that wasn't completely broken up. Rebecca had taken it upon herself to fill that role.

The doctor came out and spoke to Liz about Caroline.

"How is she?"

"Uh, it's not good news," the doctor said. "There were some complications. Her bleeding is very extensive."

"Oh, God!" Liz sobbed out, a hand coming up to rest over her mouth.

"Now, we're doing everything we can."

Matt put his arms around Liz and she grabbed his arms like they were her last link to life.

Rebecca felt a fire begin in her throat as tears formed in her eyes. God, Caroline could die tonight. She could . . . she could . . .

God, where was Damon! If he were here, he could heal her. Rebecca would've done it herself, but she didn't know if she had enough self control yet.

When Stefan got to Elena's house he found her waiting on the stairs for him. She grabbed his arm and led him upstairs to Jeremy's room.

Jeremy was awake and sitting on the bed looking depressed.

"What happened?" Stefan asked. He knew the basics - pain pills, overdose, vampire blood.

"He said that Anna gave him her blood and then he took these pills, and now - I mean, he looks fine, but then again so do you, so I - I don't know."

Stefan knelt in front of Jeremy and grabbed his chin to make the teen look at him.

"No, I'm fine. I feel exactly the same," Jeremy snapped, pushing Stefan's hands away.

"Should I call a paramedic up here?" Elena asked. "What should I do?"

Stefan stared into Jeremy's eyes, looking for some hint of vampirism, some hint of the predator he would be if the blood had worked the way Jeremy had meant it to. There was nothing there.

"No, he's fine."

"You mean I'm not a vampire? Damn it!"

"Don't say that, Jeremy," Elena said. "Jeremy, why would you want that?"

Jeremy stood up and looked at Elena like she was stupid for asking such a question. "Did you hear about Anna? What happened to her tonight. She's dead."

So, that was what this was about. Jeremy had lost someone he loved again.

"Jeremy, come here. Sit down." Stefan gently shoved the teen onto the bed. "I am very sorry about Anna, but it's very important that you listen to me right now. With every passing moment Anna's blood is leaving your system. If you tried to kill yourself right now, you could really die."

Jeremy looked away, but Stefan could see defiance flash across his features quickly.

"Hey!" Stefan smacked Jeremy on the cheek. "Do you understand me?"

"Stefan . . ." Elena said.

Jeremy looked at him, and Stefan waited for an answer.

"Yeah, I understand."

"Good."

Stefan was angry and disappointed in Jeremy. Yes, Jeremy had every right to feel alone because of Anna dying. He could feel upset and hurt about it even. But what he shouldn't do was try and leave everyone else behind - he shouldn't want to shut everything out just so he wouldn't feel pain.

"What about the pills that he took?" Elena asked.

"He didn't take enough to die, so Anna's blood actually cured him of that."

Elena ran her hands through her hair and sighed. "I need to be at the hospital, but -"

"No, go. I'll stay here with Jeremy."

"No, I don't need a baby-sitter," Jeremy said.

"After what you tried to do," Elena started looking at him. "Yes, you do."

"How's Caroline?" Bonnie asked.

Only three people had been allowed back into the ER, and Bonnie had chosen to stay behind and let Rebecca, Matt, and Liz go back. Rebecca had gone back, not thinking about consequences and had immediately regretted it. So many people were back there, and many of them had been hurt and bleeding.

"She's not good, Bon," Matt said.

"What happened?"

Rebecca had already told Bonnie what had happened, but she guessed the witch needed to hear it from Matt - a first person account of what had happened.

"We were drivin' and then Tyler heard this noise and he got - he got, like, this migraine or something, and he lost control of the car and I - I thought that Caroline was fine and then . . . and then she wasn't, so . . ."

Bonnie looked at Rebecca, who narrowed her eyes at the witch. Rebecca could see the guilt play over Bonnie's face, and Rebecca was surprised when she felt no sympathy for her friend. Former friend?

Could Rebecca ever bring herself to trust Bonnie again? Could she be friends with someone who could lie straight to her face about something so important it could have ultimately ended her life.

It was in that moment of indecision that Damon had decided to finally show up. When Rebecca saw him walk through the entrance doors she stood up and walked as fast as possible without running. He had his arms open and waiting for her.

"Damon!" she muttered against his chest. "Oh, I'm so glad you're here. It's bad - really bad. Matt and Tyler are okay, but Caroline is . . . She might not make it. And Jeremy tried to kill himself tonight. I told Elena to keep an eye on him tonight, but I guess it happened before Elena got home. And Bonnie's all . . . things have to change; Damon has to change - and then I growled at her for threatening you, and Stefan had to keep me from actually attacking her and -"

"Hey!" Damon almost snapped. "Stop. One problem at a time and not so fast."

Rebecca explained about Tyler being able to hear the device, how it had given Tyler a migraine and how it had led to the accident. Caroline's side of the car had been hit the hardest.

Then there was Jeremy being an idiot and trying to turn himself into a vampire. Now all those vampire questions made sense.

"Okay, we need to talk," Damon said. "But not here. Where's Liz?"

"In the ER. Um, waiting for news on Caroline."

"Okay, come on."

Damon grabbed her hand and led her back into the ER. Liz was at the nurse's station when they found her.

"Liz. I came as soon as I got Becca's message. Is Caroline okay?"

"It's - they're doing everything they can," Liz shook her head. "I need your help, Damon."

"Sure, anything, Liz."

Liz led Damon and Rebecca off to the side. Rebecca could tell Damon meant what he'd said. He actually wanted to help her. Damon had genuine affection for Liz Forbes.

"Mayor Lockwood is dead," Liz said. "They thought he was a vampire. They put him in the basement."

Damon crossed his arms over his chest. "Mayor Lockwood was a vampire?"

"No, no, no. A mistake was made. I . . . John and Richard came to me tonight and told me what they were planning. The device, the fire in the building. They wanted to use the town as bait and when I said no, John knocked me out and locked me up. And then . . . the mayor . . . they said he dropped like the others when the device went off, but he . . . but he couldn't have been a vampire. I've known the man my whole life."

Damon nodded and Rebecca again began wondering why the device had worked on the mayor and Tyler. What were they?

"Now Carol Lockwood is gonna want answers. But all I can think about if Caroline and - and I'm -" Liz broke off and began to sob.

"Hey, it's okay," Damon said, pulling Liz close. Rebecca had never seen Liz so upset, not even when her husband had left her for a man.

Being around all this grief was making Rebecca edgy. Add that on to being uncertain about Caroline's survival rate, and Rebecca didn't know how much longer she'd be able to take being around these humans - humans that were weak and hurt and bleeding.

"Bonnie, how's Caroline?" Rebecca heard Elena's voice. She caught Damon's attention and gestured to him that she was going to find her friend.

Elena and Bonnie were right by the ER doors and both had the same worried expression on their faces.

"She's weak," Bonnie said. "They don't know if she's gonna make it."

"What? Isn't there something you can do? Like a - like a spell or something?" Elena asked.

Rebecca looked expectantly at Bonnie. Could Bonnie help fix the problem she'd help create?

"She doesn't know how," Damon said, appearing behind Rebecca. "Do you?"

"No, I don't," Bonnie answered.

"No, you don't. Because it took Emily years to learn a spell like that," Damon said.

"Yeah, well, I can take down a vampire. That spell was easy to learn."

Rebecca glared at Bonnie. "Sop antagonizing him," and then to Damon, "Stop antagonizing her."

Damon rolled his eyes but then focused on Rebecca. "I can give Caroline some blood."

Rebecca nodded, but Elena said, "No. No way."

Damon basically ignored her. How could she stand there looking innocent when Rebecca was right there. Elena was acting like nothing had happened.

"It'll just be enough to heal her. She'll be safe in the hospital. It'll be out of her system in a day. She'll be better."

"It's too risky," Elena said. "I can't agree to that."

Damon whipped his head to the side. "No one is asking you," he snapped.

Elena flinched at his tone. She seemed not to understand why he was acting that way. But before he could explain away his attitude, Bonnie interrupted.

"Do it." Bonnie looked at Elena and said, "This is Caroline . . . okay? We can't let her die." Then to Damon, "Do it."

"I see vampires aren't bad when you want something done and you can't do it yourself," Rebecca said.

"Becca . . ."

Rebecca turned her head away, a sure sign that she didn't want to listen.

"If I do this, you and me, call a truce?" Damon asked Bonnie.

"No," Bonnie said smugly. "But you'll do it anyway. For Rebecca."

Bonnie turned and walked away. How dare the witch use Damon's love for Rebecca against him. He could see Bonnie was going to be a problem. One they would have to remedy in some way.

Rebecca was surprised when Damon grabbed her arm in one hand and grabbed Elena's arm in his other.

"We need to talk. Now."

Once they were in a semi-secluded spot near the nurses station Damon said, "I know this is probably the last thing you wanna do right now, but we should talk about what happened tonight."

Rebecca noticed Damon was talking strictly to Elena and so Rebecca asked a natural question. "What happened tonight?"

"Elena . . ." Damon gave the brunette time to answer for herself. "I was at your house . . . on the porch. We were talking, all cathartic, feelings exposed.

"You were at my house?" Elena asked.

Damon glared at her. "Really? You know I was. You tried to kiss me, Elena. Rebecca deserves to know what happened."

"Okay, I don't have time for this, Damon."

Elena went to go by the other two, but Rebecca grabbed her arm.

"Elena . . . tell me this is a joke . . . Please."

Oh, God, all of Rebecca's friends were becoming backstabbers. How had their friendships come to this? Bonnie had lied and almost gotten them killed. Now Damon was saying that Elena was pulling a Katherine and trying to steal Damon away.

A deep and primal part of Rebecca spoke the word mine. It flowed through her entire being and she knew she would fight to keep this man. Forever.

"Elena!" There were heels clicking on the floor toward them. Jenna. "I came as soon as I got your message."

"Where've you been?" Elena asked.

"At the fire department. I had to fill out a report. I told you earlier. I -"

"No, you didn't," Elena said.

"Yes, I did."

"No, Jenna, you didn't."

"Yes, I did."

Rebecca continued watching the back and forth tennis match and she surreptitiously glanced down to see if Elena's necklace was in place. It was, so the confusion wasn't due to compulsion. So, either Elena was lying or Jenna really had told Elena about filling a report - or she'd told someone who looked like Elena.

Katherine.

Fuck, Rebecca thought.

"Oh . . ." Damon said; he'd obviously come to the same conclusion. "Mm-mm, you've gotta be kidding me."

"What?" Elena asked.

"Nothin'," Damon said. "Come find me and Rebecca when you're done. We need to talk, again."

Back at the Gilbert residence, Jeremy had begun to sketch in his book, and Stefan was watching over him.

"So how was Caroline when you left?"

"Elena said she'll call when she finds something out."

Stefan leaned against Jeremy's desk. "Jeremy, why'd you wanna be a vampire?"

Jeremy shook his head and shrugged. "Well, when I heard Anna was dead, it was just . . . it was just too much. You know, I just - I wanted to turn it off, you know, and . . . and Damon said I could."

"Well, Damon's right. I mean . . . you can turn it off," Stefan agreed. "You can turn off the hurt, emptiness, all of it. But it's deceiving, Jeremy. It doesn't last."

Stefan shook his head. Not so long ago, he'd wanted to turn his emotions off and now here he was promoting emotions.

"I mean, an eternity of feeling nothing . . . That's it's own torture. Sooner or later, you have to turn it back on again."

Jeremy seemed to be taking everything Stefan in and accepting it. The teen looked away and swallowed vulnerably.

"Well, if you could be human again, would you?"

"Of course I would."

If he could . . . if he could be human, he could marry Elena, grow old, they could have kids, a family.

"I hate what I am," Stefan admitted. "It's impossible not to. You don't want this, Jeremy. You don't want this."

Stefan heard some keys jingle and a lock click out of place. Either Jenna or Elena were home.

"I'll be right back," Stefan told Jeremy.

He went downstairs and saw Elena at the doorway, only . . . she had different clothes on.

"Hey," he said, still wondering why her clothes were different. "How's Caroline?"

"Not good," Elena said.

Stefan brought his arms up to wrap around her, and her arms came up to wrap around his neck.

"Just what I needed," she whispered.

Then it clicked: Someone had stolen Elena's stuff earlier tonight. This someone. Katherine.

Stefan growled and shoved the brunette away from him, knocking her over the couch and onto the floor. It didn't faze her. She was back on her feet in about two seconds.

"At least I fooled one of you," Katherine said.

Katherine came at him, but Stefan shoved her into a wall. He put an arm over her throat.

"Feel better?" she asked.

Stefan growled again. This woman had ruined his and his brother's lives. To say she wasn't welcome here was an understatement. Suddenly Katherine grabbed Stefan by the arm and twisted until his shoulder dislocated from the joint. He grunted and fell to his knees.

Katherine vanished, but Stefan could tell she'd gone toward the back door, because Elena, Damon and Rebecca were coming through the front.

"Stefan?" Elena said coming to him and helping him up. "W - what happened?"

Stefan saw Elena wince when he popped his shoulder back into place. He saw Damon look around and Stefan knew his brother had figured it out.

"Katherine happened," Damon said.

"Jeremy!" Elena said, racing up the stairs.

Rebecca followed Elena up the stairs; she wanted to see Jeremy too.

Rebecca, Damon and Elena had left the hospital after Damon had sneaked into Caroline's room to feed her some of his blood. Then, when they'd left, they'd told Elena about Katherine.

Katherine, the evil-bitch-monster-of-death, who had tried to kiss Damon. Who had wanted him to kiss her back. Rebecca didn't like it one bit. She wasn't going to play one of her little games with her.

When she saw Jeremy still alive she first hugged him and then smacked him on the back of the head.

"Don't ever do something like that again!" she said. "What's the matter with you?"

Jeremy looked shame-faced, at least.

Then Rebecca, doing a total 180 . . . said, "I'm so sorry about Anna. I know you loved her."

Jeremy nodded sadly.

"Becca . . ." Elena said softly. "Do you mind picking this up later? I kind of need to talk to Jer alone."

"Oh, um . . . sure."

Downstairs, Damon and Stefan were in the kitchen talking. Stefan had needed ice for his shoulder since he didn't heal as quick as he should. Damon blamed it on the animal diet.

"Did she say what she wanted?" Damon asked, referring to Katherine.

"No," Stefan answered.

"Well, the woman certainly knows how to make an entrance."

"She said she at least fooled one of us tonight. What does that - what does that mean?"

"She pretended to be Elena too when I showed up earlier tonight," Damon answered.

Rebecca came into the kitchen and Damon noticed how she came straight to his side. She seemed worn out. It had been a busy, complicated day.

"You okay?" Damon asked.

She shrugged. "John is dead," she said. "I killed him." She looked up at him beseechingly. "I . . . thought you should know."

So John was dead . . . That was one problem gone. But they had gained an even bigger one.

"Yeah, about that," Stefan said, "aren't we pretty much screwed now? Those files that he has . . ."

"Had. I took his ring, Stefan. He's not coming back." Rebecca shook her head. "And we're okay. I wouldn't have taken the chance if our asses weren't covered."

Diana had made it where John Gilbert had never even existed. They wouldn't be able to identify him with dental records. His files and everything else about him had been systematically wiped off the map.

Damon could see the emotions play out over her face and knew she wasn't happy that she'd had to kill someone. Even if the guy had been a dick. But she was even more worried about what everyone would think once they found out about it.

Elena came downstairs a few minutes later and met them in the kitchen. She'd explained a few things to Jeremy because she couldn't keep lying to him.

"Are you alright?" Stefan asked.

"No, I'm not alright. I thought that with all the tomb vampires gone things would get better.

"I know," Stefan said. "We all did."

"Katherine was in this house. That means that she's been invited in. What're we gonna do?"

"Move," Damon said, half-serious.

"Very helpful. Thank you," Elena quipped.

"Katherine wants you dead, there's zero you can do about it, you will be dead," Damon said bluntly. "But you're not, so clearly she has other plans."

"Right," Stefan said. "And we need to find out what those other plans are and not provoke her in the process."

Rebecca knew that was directed at Damon. He was the ornery one.

"What happened tonight when you thought she was Elena?"

Damon didn't know if he should say anything or not because it hadn't been Elena. He should maybe apologize for accusing her of being a manipulative bitch.

"To risk another frown line encroaching on an already very crowded forehead . . . she . . . tried to kiss me."

Damon felt Rebecca's hand suddenly grab his arm possessively. He hadn't know how bothered she'd been until just then. This Katherine thing had shaken her. They would have to talk about it later.

"And you thought it was Elena?" Stefan asked.

Damon shrugged. "She was playing a game. Something she's very good at."

"I remember," Rebecca said softly. "Damon, what are we gonna do now?"

"I'm just gonna ignore the bitch. If Katherine thinks she's being ignored, it'll lure her out. She'll make a move."

"And then what?" Stefan asked.

"Stake her, rip her head off, something poetic. We'll see." Damon turned to Rebecca. "Ready to go?"

She nodded and Damon led her out by her hand. He knew she'd want to go home because that was where Chelsea was. Robert had taken her home from the parade that night before the device had gone off. And Damon wasn't going to leave her alone that night. He hadn't forgotten that Rebecca was on Katherine's hit list. She'd been sending loose cannons her way for the past few months.

Katherine wanted Rebecca dead.