what's meant to be will find a way.

Belle entered Mystic Falls, it had been too many years since she had been back and to be completely honest she wasn't sure why she had come back. There had been something, a pull of gravity to get her back to her home town, where her life had begun. Where everything had changed. Where she had found and lost her one and only love.

1864.

The worst year of her life. Belle had swore she was never coming back yet here she is, standing at the welcome sign teetering between turning and running back to where she had come from and staying walking into the town with her head held high. A town where her friends had once lived. That was until the night everything changed.

Taking a deep breath the brunette walked forward leaving her car parked at the welcome sign. She had decided the walk would clear her head and help her decide what she was going to do about the pull. The constant pull back into this town.

---

Damon had done it, the tomb was open but she wasn't there, the one who he had been searching for for the last several hundred years. The one he so desperately wanted to see again, to hold, to talk to, to kiss. Unfortunately it hadn't turned out like that. She had never been cursed to be trapped in the tomb. Now he was left with an emptiness, a hollowness that he didn't know how to fill.

Everyone was against him, all he wanted to do was get Katherine back and leave that was all he wanted, but that wasn't what he got, instead he got a tomb filled with vampires that he didn't care about and a brother that couldn't care less about him. He had his girl and Damon is left out as usual.

"Where are you Katherine?" he asked nothing in particular as he sat in the darkness of the night.

Stefan was enjoying his night with Elena. Things were calmer now, though the tomb vampires did worry him. But, for now, he and Elena could just enjoy each other and he could, hopefully, stop worrying about his heartbroken brother. Damon could pretend to be okay, but Stefan knew that his brother wasn't even attempting that.

No, Damon seemed to be wallowing in self-pity. He didn't seem to understand something that Stefan had known for a long time: Katherine had never loved them. Katherine had used them. No, the only ones who had loved them back in 1864 had been pushed aside the moment Katherine showed up and caught their attention.

If nothing else, Stefan still felt guilty for that. He'd loved Belle back then, before Katherine showed up, and she'd gotten hurt because of it.

---

Eliza never wanted to return to Mystic Falls. Mystic Falls had only ever brought her pain and suffering. It'd only ever torn her apart and, any time she'd thought of Mystic Falls before, she only associated it with one person: her ex-fiance, Damon Salvatore. She had loved him completely, so much that it consumed her.

She'd loved Damon so much that even thinking about him now, with her vampire nature enhancing her emotions, it tore her apart inside out, ripping pain and heartbreak through her. Thinking about Mystic Falls made her think about Damon Salvatore. And, when she thought of Damon Salvatore, she only felt pain. All of that pain usually drove her to turn off her humanity.

So, why was she bothering to return to Mystic Falls, of all places? She couldn't fight it, but she wished she could just turn back.

@ momentai.
Belle had made it into the centre of Mystic Falls, there were several cars driving around, the town seemed to still be alive, she walked down the streets passing all the shops and cafe's. That was until she came to a stop outside the front of a bar, it was alive with sounds, voices, music, people drinking, eating and having a fun night. She decided that someone in there might be able to help her find accommodation for the night while she tried to figure out what she was going to do about being in Mystic Falls again.

She pushed the door open and walked inside, instantly everything became louder, she straightened her dress and her hat before walking toward the front bar where a blonde haired male was busy wiping down the bench.

"Hello," she greeted sweetly causing the male to life his head and look at her, his eyes were a brilliant blue.

"Hey there," he smiled exposing perfectly straight teeth.

"I am wondering, this is rather embarrassing, but is there any motels near by, I am new to town... and I uh... have nowhere to stay." She felt awkward asking this at a bar but if she remembered correctly most of the people of Mystic Falls were always accommodating and friendly.

"Oh yeah, of course, If you hang around for a little bit I am knocking off soon and I can take you to it, it's a bit complicated to explain is all." Belle smiled appreciating his gesture.

"I would like that very much thank you..."

"Oh, Matt," he extended his hand.

"Belle," she smiled taking it and shaking it gently.

---

Damon got to his feet, he needed to get out of here, he needed a drink. He began to weave his way through the forest heading back to the Salvatore Mansion where several bottles of alcohol waited for him. However the closer he got the more he realised that his brother would be there and Elena. He couldn't deal with them. Not now, not yet. Instead he altered his course and headed toward The Grill knowing full well he could get a drink and not be interrupted.

As he entered town a strange feeling came across him, if felt as if someone familiar was in town, but he shrugged it off and walked into The Grill the door swinging closed behind him. He headed straight to the bar where Matt was working and ordered a double. He needed to get drunk.

Elena had fallen asleep and Stefan found himself watching her sleep. His fingers ran through her hair gently and he allowed himself to relax with the knowledge that she was safe. Damon wasn't happy with how things had gone, but... As long as Elena was safe, Stefan didn't really care. His brother would eventually see that Katherine had just used them both, anyways; it was a fact that Stefan had already come to terms with. It would probably take his brother longer to realize it, but he'd see it eventually, Stefan was sure.

For now, all Stefan wanted to do was enjoy the fact that they were facing no life-threatening issues at the moment. It was a first in a long time and he felt they all deserved the down time.

---

Eliza looked around as she wandered through Mystic Falls. While it still looked the same, it was clearly modernized. Her heart almost ached at the thought. It wouldn't be the same as the Mystic Falls she'd known, the Mystic Falls she'd fled from when she had been turned.

When she'd been engaged to Damon, she'd been happy. She had loved him, completely. And, then Katherine showed up and broke what she had with Damon. Not long after, Eliza had fallen ill and Pearl had given her blood, having taken pity on Eliza. Though the blood cured the illness, since vampire blood tended to cure everything, Pearl had killed Eliza to give her a new life. She could turn off her humanity, get past all the pain she had felt. She hadn't at first, though; at first, she'd gone to find Damon and tried to talk sense into him, even tried to ask for help because Pearl had told her that Katherine was a vampire as well and that Katherine was definitely planning to turn them - which meant that Damon was likely aware. But, Damon had turned her away. That was the first time she'd turned her humanity off; the pain of Damon completely dismissing her tore her apart and she couldn't take it. Once her humanity was gone, she left.

Over the years, she'd turned her humanity on and off several times. Being in Mystic Falls made her want to turn it off again but she instead continued to wander around in hopes of finding somewhere to stay; she could easily compel somebody to let her stay at their home, she supposed.

@ momentai.
(I am going to join the two points of view)

Belle sat in the bar waiting for Matt to finish however her attention was peaked when she heard a familiar voice, a voice she hadn't heard for years. A voice that brought a sea of memories flooding back to her. Turning her head she saw him sitting at the bar a glass of alcohol pressed to his lips. How could he be alive? then it dawned on her. He was like her, he had been turned. It had to have been around the same time she had been turned. But by who?

Katherine.

Did that mean that Stefan was a vampire as well? So many questions buzzed around in her head. Hesitantly she spoke.

"Damon? Damon Salvatore?" the glass that had been pressed from his lips moved and he turned his head. He lost his grip and the glass fell spilling liquid everywhere and shattering.

"Isabella Fredrickson... you're..."

"I am," she finished for him a smile spread across her face as she got to her feet and walked over to him. She had always liked Damon, he had shown her nothing but kindness when they had been human so seeing him again filled her with such happiness.

"But when? How? Who?" she shook her head laughter ringing from her lips.

"1864, the normal way and someone you don't know." she spitfired back to him. The smile on her face was permanent. "What about you? How have you been? Have you been here the whole time or? What about Stefan?" the last question had faltered on her tongue but she honestly wanted to know.

"I've been fantastic, no I have been everywhere and yes, Stefan is... in fact..." an idea hit him the fact that he was going to torture his brother and his ex-fiance was in town made for a great get back for what he and Elena had done to him. "You should come and see him. He would love to see you."

Belle hesitated, it had been so long.... she didn't know if she was ready to see him again especially after what had happened between the two of them, she was certain it would be awkward and she wasn't sure if she would be able to keep up appearances, however Damon finally whittled her down and she agreed to see him again even though she felt nauseous.

"Follow me my dear," with that the two left the bar and headed to the Salvatore Mansion where Damon was certain his brother would be, not wanting to spend the night with Elena. Oh this was going to be so much fun.

(Okay. I'm going to skip Stefan until they get to the house, because I'm not really sure what to write for him at the moment.)

Eliza had begun to edge towards the more residential areas of Mystic Falls until her eyes stopped at a sign signalling The Mystic Grill. She would have looked right over it and ignored it, except, when the door opened, she spotted two familiar people walking out. One, Isabella, she'd run into since 1864 several times, but they'd never really bothered to stick together, always finding something that one of them wanted and not both of them. It was always easier to go their own ways in those situations, especially when Eliza's humanity was off occasionally.

The other, though, she hadn't seen since 1864. He was meant to be dead. He had to be dead, because she couldn't bring herself to believe that Damon Salvatore, the man she'd loved and lost to Katherine, was there. She didn't want to believe it, really; the thought that the man who'd held her heart and crushed it still existed made her heart ache in the moment.

She watched the pair head off, her brows furrowing slightly. Why was Isabella around Damon, anyways? If that was even Damon. Perhaps he was merely a lookalike - she hoped it was, because she wasn't sure she could bare to remain in Mystic Falls if it happened to be the real Damon Salvatore. In an attempt to prove to herself that it couldn't possibly be him, she decided to follow them, though she was plenty sneaky about it; she'd been a vampire long enough to know how to avoid attracting attention to herself, even from other vampires.

@ momentai.
(I am so sorry for disappearing but I am back and ready to get back into these babies :D)

Belle followed Damon out of the bar and the two walked toward his car, however as they walked toward it she couldn't help but feel as if someone else was there, watching them, a funny feeling washed over her. Turning she looked back but didn't see anyone. Damon politely opened the door for her a smile spread across his face as she stepped inside.

"Where is your car by the way?"

"What makes you think I have one? I could've caught the bus in," she answered quickly unable to mask the joking tone in her words. The dark haired male shook his head. "It's back at the welcome sign, I kinda walked into town..."

"Well that was a terrible idea." Damon stated before scoffing and walked around to his side and hopping in the car and starting the engine and speeding off toward the Salvatore Boarding house.

with in minutes they had pulled into the driveway and were heading toward the front door. Damon opened the door inviting her inside.

"Welcome to my humble abode."

"Humble my foot, this place is decadent as hell!" she exclaimed as she looked around the building. There was so much to look at the wood work, the detailing, the decorations. Belle walked further inside taking everything in. "How long have you been here?"

(No worries; will we be continuing the others as well?)

Eliza had followed the pair the whole way, as it hadn't been difficult to do with the speed that came with being a vampire. Spotting the house up ahead, she took in the sight of it, but stayed hidden amongst the trees as she watched the pair enter. A huge part of her was upset that Damon was still alive, especially after everything he'd put her through, but it was mostly because she hadn't known he was alive. Sighing, she pushed away from the trees and headed to the door, where she knocked.

---

Elena had already fallen asleep in Stefan's bed and his fingers ran through her hair while he relaxed with her. He, however, frowned when he heard voices, and his attention went towards his door as he moved to stand up. He was sure Damon was home, but he couldn't discern the voices or who they belonged to. Stepping out of his room, he headed towards the stairs. "Damon? Are you finally home?" he drawled out.

@ momentai.
(Yes hehe when I get around to replying to them all haha)

Damon chuckled before answering Belle, "not long, been away for a while... decided it was time to come home," it was true he hadn't been here for long however his brother on the other hand that was a different story. the dark haired male watched the brunette as she looked around the boarding house, her eyes slipped over everything leaving nothing untouched. That as when he heard it, movement.

"Of course little brother I am home... and I bought you a present," he made sure his tone was unbelievably happy. He wanted nothing more than to see the look on Stefan's face when he saw who now stood in the building. Damon knew Elena was here to so that was going to make it all the more awkward and torturous. Exactly what Damon wanted. He listened as his brother began to descend down the stairs only mere seconds now before he would see his ex fiancé in the flesh.

---

Belle had been captured by the building everything about it was stunning to look at, she had always been intrigued by structures and the way the were made, as well as the personal touches the owners made. She smiled when Damon said he hadn't been here long, it didn't surprise her that he had been away. Damon seemed like the type who liked to randomly pack up and take off.

When Belle heard Stefan's voice her heart did a back flip. It was a voice she hadn't heard for years and a voice she had been aching to hear for the last century, she instantly began to worry. What was she going to say when she saw him? How would he react was it a good idea to actually come back? Was it better that she stayed away and left him to live his life without her. All the questions buzzed through her mind as she listened to him descend the stair case and get closer to her.

That was when she heard the knock at the door, in seconds she was over there, she had to it got her further away from Stefan as she wasn't sure what she was going to do yet. Pulling the door open her eyes widened at who stood before her.

"Eliza?" It had been years since she had seen the female. She felt someone behind her and turned to see Damon and Stefan now stood at the door. Damon looked shocked and unsure.

(No rush! I just wanted to ask, in case you wanted to end those ones.)

Stefan's brows furrowed slightly as he heard his brother's words. By Damon's tone, Stefan was sure that whatever he had in store for Stefan was likely not a good thing. After everything that had happened, he was almost certain that Damon would be doing anything and everything he could to make Stefan miserable. And, when he got to the bottom of the stairs, he blinked at the sight before him. "Belle?" he asked.

There was a sense of relief that came with seeing her, but a sense of nervousness, too. Elena was in the house, and Stefan was sure Damon knew that. It was only a matter of time before Damon tried to use this against him. When he heard the knock, though, he was relieved for the distraction and he moved over to see who it was. Part of him wanted to point out the irony of Damon trying to dig up Stefan's past, when Damon's past was now standing in the doorway.

Eliza tilted her head when the door opened and she took in the sight before her. "Wow, the Salvatore brothers in the flesh," she drawled out, though she leaned against the doorframe as she eyed the group for a moment before she frowned and pushed away from the doorframe. "When's the last time we saw each other, Belle? 1945?" She offered a small grin but shrugged, trying to push away the pain of seeing that it actually was Damon.

"Didn't mean to interrupt or intrude or anything. My curiosity got to me when I saw Belle and Damon talking earlier, considering news of the Salvatore brothers' deaths spread far and wide."

@ momentai.
(Okie dokie :D)

Belle thought back to when she had seen Eliza and it had been that long, "Yes the second world war had just finished I remember! Wow. It really has been a while hasn't it?" she couldn't help the small laugh that fell from her lips. When she noticed the dark haired vampire was looking at Damon she stepped out of the way allowing the two to talk. As she stood there her attention moved to Stefan. Her eyes scanned over him, it had been so long, yet he hadn't changed much, other than his hair was different his clothes updated and his eyes were full of maturity. To say she had missed him had been an understatement. However what Eliza said about their death spreading far and wide was true. Her heart had shattered at the news of his death. Years she had spent trying to right herself and tell herself that she would never see him again and now here he was, here they both were not dead... well dead but not in the physical sense.

"How are you... both of you not... dead?" as soon as the word left her lips she realised what had happened. Katherine. She should have known there was something off about that woman ever since the day she met her she had never liked her.

---

Damon was at a loss for words, what was he supposed to say, his ex-fiance, the one who was, naturally, supposed to be dead now stood, unnaturally, in his doorway. She looked the same. Still as beautiful as the first day he saw her, her hair dark as he remembered and her eyes dark and endless full of a lifetime of stories.

"Well yes... our father did take things a little too far, too bad my baby brother here killed him... as for how we are both not dead we could ask the two of you the exact same question. When were you two turned and by who? Clearly it wasn't Katherine because she fled before turning anyone else. Which by the way was incredibly inconvienient... well I suppose we should all sit down to a strong drink and we can tell each other how we died and came back vampires... So Eliza do come in."Damon moved so the dark haired woman could enter. This was going to be interesting.

Stefan rubbed the back of his neck, trying to figure out what exactly he should feel about all of this. Seeing Belle there made his past affections for her rise to the surface, but Elena was upstairs, in his bedroom, asleep, and he wasn't sure how to deal with everything. Regardless, he offered a small nod. "Come, I'll show you to the living room, where we can all sit and... catch up," he mentioned as he led the way.

Eliza blinked and stared at Damon for a few moments before she slipped inside and past him to follow Stefan. "I'm not really sure my story is one worth hearing," she said simply, though it was mostly because she didn't really talk about it much. Even on her occasional run-ins with Belle, she'd left her explanation simply as "Pearl turned me" and nothing else.

Stefan looked over his shoulder, glancing behind him at Belle to see whether she was following him or not. "So, you two have known that you're vampires?" he asked.

"Yes. We ran into each other every now and then, up until 1945," Eliza answered, though she sighed when they got to the living room and moved to flop down on one of the sofas. "So, story time?"

@ momentai.
Belle followed Stefan as they all entered the living room, a fire was stoked and blazing radiating heat, toward the back of the room she caught sight of several crystal decanters and glasses. She was going to need a lot of alcohol if she is to get through all this. Relive her transformation and hear about Stefan and his beloved Katherine again.

Belle nodded her head, "Yes sometimes it was only briefly other times they were longer meetings, but it stopped after 1945 I went away, I travelled Europe spending my fair share of time in Italy and London. There was so much to see over there. I briefly went to Australia in the sixties, all I can say is that there was a lot of sun, thank god for daylight rings."

"Yes story time." her eyes darted between everyone waiting for someone to start however everyone seemed hesitant. Belle decided to bite the bullet. She would go first. "I became a vampire just after I had turned eighteen. I left Mystic Falls after everything went down with the rounding up of the vampires. I moved to New York. That was when I met Alexander. A handsome, charming Scotsman. Anyway a relationship ensued fast forward a few months. I didn't know but he had been slipping his blood into everything I drank... One minute I am alive and celebrating a New Years party the next I woke up alone and in a room full of dead party people and Alexander was no where to be seen. I spent several years unable to control my hunger which in turn caused me to kill hundred of people until I met two women one called Lesiel and the other Claudia. Claudia taught me how to control my urges and introduced me to the wonder of alcohol and Lesiel created my daylight ring for me... and I think that about sums up my story... who's next... I need a drink," she muttered getting to her feet and walking over to the alcohol pouring herself a glass and shooting it back.

---

Damon listened to Belle's story. It sounded terrible he looked at his brother to see his reaction before his attention turned back to Eliza who sat in the lounge chair, he took her in she was still beautiful, so beautiful and he couldn't deny all the old feelings he had for her that were string inside him. However there was a part of him that still loved Katherine, he needed to find her, he needed to find out what happened with her but he also wanted to hear what happened to Eliza what had caused her to change to want to be what she is now. Did she struggle? Was it painful her death all these questions bubbled in his mind as he wondered about her life and what it had been like since they had last seen one and other.

Stefan listened to her quietly, though his eyes focused on her the whole time. His focus was mostly on how her expressions changed as she told her story, how the pitch of her voice would go down at the difficult parts, and at how fast she had been to get up to get herself a drink. It sounded unbearable and he wondered if she'd ever met Alexander again after that. How could anybody have done that to somebody like Belle?

Eliza shifted slightly uncomfortably when she felt Damon's attention on her and she refused to look over at him. But, she knew it was her turn at this point and it bothered her, because she'd never outright told her story. She felt it necessary, though, after Belle had told her own story.

"Pearl turned me," she said after a moment and she knew Belle had already heard that part, but she sighed as she leaned back in an attempt to relax so that she could explain further. "While our dear Salvatores were having their fun with Katherine, I fell ill, and no medicines were working and I kept getting worse. When Pearl heard about it, she took pity on me and fed me her blood, but I suppose she must have thought a better option for me was to turn and leave Mystic Falls, so she killed me. When I awoke, she had me feed, then sent me away from Mystic Falls and sent me to find a witch she had known. It took a while to find the witch, but the witch made me a daylight ring. I spent most of the time with my humanity off, so I didn't care about control, but when my humanity came back, I worked to learn control on my own. Of course, I had to repeat the process each time I lost my humanity and regained it."

@ momentai.
Belle listened to Eliza's story, she had known that Pearl had turned her but she had never known about the rest of the story. She poured herself another drink before she decided it was time everyone else had one. Grabbing four of the crystal glasses he poured the bourbon in each glass before walking over and handing one out to each of them before taking seat again.She didn't know what to say about what had happened to Eliza.

She looked over at the Salvatore brothers her eyes stayed on Stefan. The two of them had told their stories it was their turn to explain what had happened to them, however Belle wasn't sure she wanted to hear it. Not sure if she wants to hear about Katherine again and everything she had put them through.

---

Damon listened intently to Eliza and what had happened to her, he now felt extremely guilty, he had been too wrapped up in his own world to even consider what might be happening with her. He had been so wrapped up with Katherine that he didn't take into consideration Eliza.

"Well baby brother I suppose it is our turn do you want to tell them or me considering Katherine was using both of us. However I was drinking her blood by choice because I actually loved her, whereas you had to be compelled." he began, "Oh and lets not forget we were both shot with vampire blood in our veins hence why we came back... not before Katherine was taken and thrown into the tomb... or so I thought... instead it seemed she had shot through town... also it was you who made me become who I am today... you were so determined weren't you."

Stefan frowned slightly when he heard Damon's words and he looked over at Damon for a moment. "Don't do this right now, Damon," he said, though his voice was almost pleading. He knew that Damon hated him and that Damon wanted to make his life hell, but he really didn't want Damon to turn Belle against him when things were already going to get hard once she found out about Elena.

"Can we not talk about Katherine?" Eliza asked, her jaw clenching as she glared over at Damon. "From where I stand, most of the pain in this room is because of Katherine. And, if you weren't aware that Katherine left town back then, that's your own fault for believing that she truly gave a damn about anybody but herself." Shifting, she gulped down her drink and moved to stand up. "Story time is over. I think I'll see myself out. This was a waste of ti-" She paused when she heard movement coming from upstairs, the movement heading towards the stairs.

"Stefan?" Elena's voice came as she descended the stairs.

@ momentai.
Damon was startled by how harsh Eliza's tone was, however he knew she was right, everything that had happened between the two of them had been because of Katherine. Eliza was right, if she had been out of the tomb all this time how come she had never come to see him. Damon watched the dark haired female as she got to her feet finishing her drink and getting to her feet.

That was when he heard the movement he was quickly on his feet he knew who it was even before she spoke Stefan's name. His eyes darted over to Eliza unsure what would happen when she saw Elena.

---

Belle couldn't help but nod her head at the mention of the mess Katherine had made she watched as Eliza got up and was about to when she heard movement causing her to turn her head. It was a female voice calling out his name. A sharp pain went through her chest but she tried her best to mask it as she listened to the female descend the stairs.

When the female walked into the room Belle's blood began to boil and a red haze began to ascend around her. She snapped her head to Stefan.

"How is this possible?" she couldn't help the snarl in her voice as her eyes darted back over to the female. She knew coming back to Mystic Falls was a bad idea the female that stood before just confirmed it.

The moment Eliza spotted the girl, she could feel the veins under her eyes pulse with anger. Before she could really stop herself, she had rushed over to Elena and pinned her to the wall by her throat, only to glare over at the Salvatore brothers. "What the hell is this?" she asked firmly as she tightened her grip slightly, to the point that Elena was gasping for breath. Eliza wasn't normally the most violent of people, but Katherine had a way of getting under her skin and bringing out the worst in her and this girl looked exactly like Katherine. The only reason she knew it wasn't was from the smell of blood that radiated off the girl.

Instead of answering her, Stefan pried her away from Elena and shoved her back hard enough that she slammed into the other wall before he took a protective stance in front of Elena and frowned while Elena coughed and tried to breathe properly. "If you would have just given us a minute to explain -" he cut himself off and shook his head as he looked over to Belle. "This isn't Katherine. This is Elena. She's a doppleganger, as was Katherine." He turned his attention back to Eliza, who was recovering from him shoving her back. "She's nothing like Katherine."

"From the way you're protecting her, I highly doubt that," Eliza spat out with annoyance before she shot Damon a look, her eyes narrowed. "You two couldn't have the real Katherine, so you sprung for a copy. That's real smart, until she turns you two on each other like Katherine did - or until you lose everybody who actually gave a damn about either of you all over again."

@ momentai.
Belle hurried over to Eliza and helped her to her feet before glaring daggers at Stefan.

A doppleganger, Belle had never heard of the term but she automatically assumed it was a magical occurrence. However as she looked at Elena she knew that Stefan hadn't let go of Katherine, he may think he had but deep down she knew he hadn't not if he was chasing after her look-a-like and that hurt like a bitch she wasn't going to lie. She wanted to scream and shout at him and tell him how much of an idiot he was but she had a feeling coming back to town was a good idea perhaps it would have been better.

Belle looked down at Eliza everything she was saying was right, Elena may not be Katherine but she was of the same bloodline so there was no doubt that she would somehow cause the brothers to turn on one and other again.

"You haven't stopped loving Katherine have you? Not really? You can keep telling yourself that little lie that helps you sleep at night Stefan but if you had really stopped loving her you wouldn't be chasing after her lookalike." Belle paused and looked at Eliza she saw the anger in her eyes. "For a whole year Stefan Eliza and I watched as your brother and that snake played happy families... and for twelve whole months I watched you get pulled away from me, felt my heart tear apart every time you raced back to her. I can't speak for Eliza I can only speak for myself and if I could have I would have killed Katherine before she had left town. I would have severed her head from her body then watched her burn that was how much I hated her Stefan. However I must say not all my hate was directed at her. No some of it was directed at you. For being so... cruel... so oblivious and so fucking stupid! My world crumbled when you called off the engagement but what would you care you were too busy being a love sick puppy..." Belle paused taking a deep breath her eyes locked on the male who still stood protecting the Katherine look a like.

"Well I have come back, I have seen that you are not in the tomb... that you are in love, lust, whatever you want to call it... but I think I have used up my welcome. So goodbye boys." with that she walked toward the front door pulling in open and walking out into the night as tears began to fall onto her cheeks.

---

Damon watched as Stefan pushed Eliza away he watched as she flew across the room slamming into the wall he was about to go to her but Belle got to her first. His eyes darted over to his brother when she said about the two of the going for a look a like. Damon had never stopped loving Katherine and what he had for her had been real. He knew it had been. He felt it inside him. However he had been so in love that he had never taken into consideration what his actions would do to Eliza. At that time he didn't care he simply knew that his feelings lay elsewhere. However now she was in his house he could feel the guilt washing over him.

When Belle began her speech he wondered if that was how Eliza felt as well, was she as angry as Belle? More? He wanted to talk to her to apologise for everything he had done back in 1864. How sorry he was that he had left her and given up on the engagement all for a woman, that he now knew, didn't return his feelings. The dark haired vampire watched as Belle left the building his eyes shooting over to Eliza, he moved toward her grabbing her arm.

"Can we talk?" his voice was low, he didn't want Elena to hear but he knew Stefan would. As he looked at Eliza he tried to gage her emotions but all he could get was anger. "Please Eliza... I will take you somewhere else... more privet... away from listening ears." he was almost begging now.