Title: Use to be Fun

Author: VampyrBarbie

Summary: While looking for ways to find Stefan, Caroline comes across a spell that she thinks will help Elena find 'Fun Elena' again.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Diaries; I'm just borrowing it for a little while.

A/N: I just want to thank everyone who has been reviewing, and those of you who have stuck with me since the beginning.

Last time: "If that ever happens, Damon, we will face it together," Elena said. "Now can we quite with all this heavy stuff I want you to stop being such a brooding vampire, I want you to kiss me properly and then I'm going to get into the shower before we head out, and I fully expect you to join me."

Elena took the first shift driving, insisting on helping and not just being a passive passenger for two weeks. Though part of his easy agreement was probably the very relaxing, very persuasive shower they shared right before they headed out.

Damon sat in the passenger seat, mirroring Elena's pose from the day before, her copy of Persuasion in his hands, reading it out loud. His gentle tones making the long book fly by and helping pass from Missouri into Kansas with almost no problem. At two in the afternoon Damon closed the book softly and placed it on the floor boards.

"We need to stop for lunch," Damon said, reveling in the peaceful atmosphere of the car, fully intending on suggesting that they read the remaining eighteen books aloud.

"Are you hungry, Mr. Salvatore?" Elena teased.

"Yes, but if we stop for what I want we won't ever make it to the nice little diner to feed you," Damon winked at Elena even though she wasn't looking. "Plus, if we get arrested, we'll miss our meeting tomorrow."

"Just look for any promising restaurant signs," Elena rolled her eyes and kept driving.

Elena was having a hard time keeping her eyes open. Damon had taken over the driving after dinner and she had gamily been attempting to keep up with her end of the conversation, but kept drifting off. She had finally given up and was enjoying the soft rumble of Damon's voice as he recounted his life in prohibition America, letting her eyes drift closed, when Damon's phone exploded to life playing Barbie Girl. Damon simple smirked as Elena jerked to life, grabbing the phone to answer.

"Where the hell are you?" an irate Caroline shouted as soon as Elena picked up the phone. "Why haven't you called? We've been worried, are you okay? Did something happen?"

"We're fine, Caroline," Elena yawned, not in the right state of mind to deal with the vampire's propensity towards over reaction. "I think we're in Colorado?" Elena looked at Damon for confirmation.

"Utah," Damon said. "We crossed the border about an hour ago."

"We're in Utah," Elena relayed, even though she knew that Caroline could hear the other vampire with her super hearing. "Damon wants to make it to LA tonight."

"Tyler and Jeremy called a few hours ago," Caroline said, enjoying her role as Watchtower. "They made it down to Florida, but the new Alpha won't see them."

"Didn't he clear it with the pack before they left?" Elena asked, a little confused.

"Yeah," Caroling confirmed. "Tyler even negotiated for Jeremy to be present at the meetings, but apparently this new guy changed his mind, not wanting to get involved in non-pack business." Caroline scoffed at repeating the flimsy excuse. "I think it's a power play, Tyler was close to Jules and is Mason's nephew, I think this guy is threatened by our boy's high ranking connections, even if they're both dead."

"So what's the next play?" Elena asked, fully aware that Damon was mulling over everything the two friends were talking about.

"Tyler's going to go try and talk with this guy in the morning, for now they're hold up in Mason's apartment." Caroline flopped down on the couch, thoroughly bored. "Bonnie's up in New York with one of Damon's contacts, things seem to be going much better for her."

"That's good," Elena's sleepy voice filtered through the phone.

"She says the witches understand our problem and want the hybrid taken care of, but are reluctant to join in a fight that isn't strictly theirs." Caroline thought this was a selfish and arrogant more on the witches part, they should be doing everything they could to rid the world of a force as unnatural as Klaus; instead they wanted to sit back and wait for the outcome.

"That's crazy," Elena's voice cracked. "They're the ones who set the sun and moon curse originally, why can't they do it again?"

"I don't know," Caroline told her friend. "They have been super friendly to Bonnie, but not super helpful. She thinks they don't really know anything." Caroline was inclined to agree, they had the collected works of their families and supernatural scholars' at the boarding house and they had barely found mention of the Originals, let alone anything helpful, what could a bunch of party witches really tell them. "She said something about an old Crone in Maine that she wants to talk to; unfortunately she can't get ahold of this woman, so she's waiting it out in New York for now."

"So we're nowhere," Elena said.

"We're at square one," Caroline kicked her feet up and looked over at the sleeping Alaric, who had fallen face first into the journal he had been reading, and was snoring loudly. "But only because there isn't a square zero."

"Square boned is more like it," Damon's far away voice filtered through the phones speakers, followed by a hollow thump of hand hitting t-shirt. "Ow, Elena we need to discuss your violent tendencies. I mean I'm all for playing rough, but you're doing it wrong."

"Ew," Caroline wanted nothing more than to wash her brain out after that comment. "I'll talk to you both when Damon stops being a pervert."

"So never then, Barbie?" Damon asked. "Works for me, night night."

"I'll call you after our meeting," Elena said, Caroline could practically hear her friend rolling her eyes at her companions antics. "Hopefully we'll both have some good news to share."

"Don't let Damon drive you too crazy" Caroline told her friend before hanging up. She snuck carefully around the history teacher, though she was pretty positive that he was down for the count, the two of them had spent the entire day going through old Gilbert journals, they hadn't even made a dent. The vampire made her way down to the basement and the cooler of blood that Damon kept stocked. She snagged a bag and finished it off quickly before heading back up to the sleeping Ric. She knew that Mr. Saltzman probably couldn't care less about her eating habits, but she just couldn't bring herself to eat in front of the man; she didn't like the idea of eating in front of anyone, though she didn't feel as self-conscious in front of Tyler.