Disclaimer: I do not own the CW's version of The Vampire Diaires. That honor goes to Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson. If I did I would live in Ireland, in a little cottage and give all excess wealth to the poor.

Hello Readers. This is my newest fic. I don't plan on starting another new one for a little while because this will be the seventh. The story takes place during the second season. Enjoy!

Chapter 1: Unfamiliar Territory

Damon Salvatore wanted to be human more than anything. This was his biggest secret. Even his little brother, Stefan did not know. So, when he told his latest victim of his wish he did not know that a witch was wandering that same roadside. Damon did not see her smirk as he drained the girl of her blood after telling her the secret that he thought would be buried with this young woman's body. The witch watched as Damon walked away. "Wish granted," she said, silently.

The next day Damon woke up and yawned. Strangely he did not wake up with the desire for blood or alcohol that he usually woke with. He sat up and stretched. It was funny he still felt tired. Maybe he should go back to sleep. Damon shrugged and then laid back down. Suddenly, his eyes flew open again and he sat straight up.

"What the hell?" Damon exclaimed. He looked around him at the walls of his room. They were dark blue and there was a desk sitting against one wall. There was a black book bag sitting on the floor. On top of the desk were pens, pencils, papers and text books. There was a poster of some teenage girl on one of the walls.

This was not his bed. Damon jumped up and looked around him. 'Why did this room look so familiar?' Damon wondered.

"Damon. Jeremy. Breakfast is ready." Damon's eyebrows moved high up his face when he heard Jenna Sommers' voice.

Damon spun around looking at the room around him. That was it. This was Elena's room. Only it wasn't Elena's room. "Hey, guys. Come on." Jenna called from the bottom of the stairs. "You're going to be late. Damon, can you please get Jeremy to come down?"

Damon popped his head in to see Baby Gilbert still in his bed snoring. Damon rolled his eyes. He went into Elena's and Jeremy's bathroom and looked around. There was a cup sitting beside the sink. He grabbed the cup and filled it with cold water. Walking briskly back into Jeremy's room Damon began to pour a steady stream of water onto the sleeping teenager's face.

Jeremy sprang out of bed. "Dude," Jeremy shouted. "Oh, man, you suck so much." Jeremy said as he was wiping water off of his face and t-shirt.

Damon began to laugh until he ran out of breath and began to cough. That was when he noticed that he was breathing. That was not right. Damon stopped breathing until his face turned red and then he began to gasp for breath. Soon he was sucking in deep breathes. His heart was pounding in his chest.

"Damon. Jeremy." Jenna yelled.

Jeremy rolled his eyes. "Are you ready for Jenna's cooking?" Jeremy grinned at Damon. Damon just frowned at Jeremy. "Come on big brother. You can stop by McDonald's on our way to school, right?"

Damon continued to stare at Jeremy. This was just too much. "Okay, where's Stefan and Elena with the video cameras?" Damon began to look around the room and found that his sight was not as strong. He found himself squinting into the corners of the room.

Jeremy yawned. "Whatever, dude. I'm going to get ready. I expect to be able to get an egg McMuffin before school. So, you better start moving."

Damon groaned. He stepped back into the bathroom and into Elena's room. He opened a drawer of Elena's dresser. He found a black t-shirt a pair of black jeans. Jeremy walked into the room with his backpack thrown over one shoulder. "Who died?"

Damon's face twisted in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"You never dress in all black." Jeremy eyed Damon's choice of apparel. "It's just weird seeing you like that." Jeremy shrugged.

Damon looked through the closet. He grabbed a blue long sleeved shirt and pulled it on. "Happy now."

Jeremy smirked in a very Damon like way. Damon was shocked to see that smirk on little Gilbert's face. He did not know what was going on but he was sure as hell going to find out soon. Since he was going to the school he would see Stefan and Elena. One of them was going to explain what the hell was going on.

Damon went downstairs with Jeremy. "Seriously, guys were you up there playing video games again? You're going to be late to school." Jenna was trying to frown but her lips kept twitching. Jeremy said good-bye and headed out the door.

"Hey, Damon. Can we talk for a minute?" Jenna called.

Damon turned on his heel with a grin. "Of course we can, Jenna."

Jenna looked Damon in the eye. "Look. I know that you guys are going through a rough year but I want you to know how much I appreciate your help with Jeremy. I don't think I would be able to take care of him without your help. So, thank you, Damon."

Damon blinked quickly before forcing a smile. "Well, Jenna, you are quite welcome. Now, if you will excuse me I must escort young Jeremy to school."

Jenna nodded. "Have a good day at school."

Damon waved his fingers at her before shutting the front door behind him. Nope, he was not going to be able to do that every day. He really needed to find his brother and he needed to find him now.

When Damon and Jeremy got to school he barely passed through the doors before he was accosted by Matt Donavon. "Hey, dude. The party last night was awesome. It sucks that you had to miss it."

Damon nodded. "Yeah, it really sucks. You haven't seen Stefan have you?"

Matt frowned. "No, I haven't seen the weirdo this morning." Matt had a football in his hands.

Tyler appeared at his side. "Hey, man. What's up?"

Damon shrugged. "Nothing." Out of the corner of his eyes he caught sight of the back of his broody little brother's head.

"Stefan." Damon shouted and then began to chase after his brother.

Stefan stopped and sighed. "Hey, Damon. What can I do for you today?"

Damon gave Stefan an exasperated look. "Baby brother, I want you to explain whose idea this little joke was because I do not find it funny at all?"

Stefan's face crinkled. "Damon, what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about how I woke up in Elena's room, in Elena's house with Elena's aunt and Elena's brother treating me like I am part of the family."

Stefan nodded. "Damon, I know that we've only known each other for a year now but your sense of humor is a little off."

Damon frowned. "Come on, Stef. I need help."

Stefan tilted his head. "You're right about that. Elena might find this hilarious but I'm busy right now. So, if you'll excuse me."

Stefan attempted to sidestep Damon but Damon stopped him. "Speaking of Elena, where is she?"

Stefan smirked. "She's at home probably drinking herself into an early morning stupor or out draining some harmless person. If nothing else she's probably plotting something."

Damon blinked as Stefan pushed past him and began to walk down the hall. Elena drinking and plotting? Why did that sound familiar? Damon ran after Stefan. "Hey, Stefan one last question? Where does Elena live?"

Stefan rolled his eyes. "Elena, lives at home with me. She is after all my older sister."

Damon's jaw dropped open. "She's your what?"

I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter of this new fic. Review, favorite, follow.

I will see you all next Saturday,

LL