Lisa Jane Smith

I swear not to tell anyone about any supernatural events relating to Stefan or Elena, unless given specific permission to do so by Stefan or Elena. I will also help in the punishment of anyone who breaks this vow, in a way to be determined by the rest of the group. This vow is made in perpetuity, with my blood as my witness.

Awakening will be sudden and shocking.

You and I must be there for her Awakening. We won’t be there for (her?) later on. That’s for other hands to do.

It wasn’t a real good-bye.

So why did it feel so much like one?

Meredith shook her head, looking off into the distance beyond the windshield. “Not Stefan.”

Matt realized what she meant. Stefan had come to Fell’s Church to rejoin humanity, not to take a human girl away from it into the unknown.

“It might be better …” Stefan took a deep breath and continued, carefully. “It might be better if we didn’t see each other for a while. If they think we’re not together, they’ll leave you alone.”

I don’t know why I’m thinking about death and dying. That’s Bonnie’s craze; she’s the one who thinks it would be so romantic. I know what it’s really like; there was nothing romantic about it when Mom and Dad died. Just the worst feelings in the world.

Try around October eighteenth. That was when it was stolen,” said Elena

“Until five minutes before dinner,” said Elena, consulting her watch, and Matt laughed. It was a good sound, and one Elena hadn’t heard for too long.

One thing was sure: she wouldn’t be fooled into thinking it was kindness on his part. Damon wasn’t capable of kindness. Or of caring for anybody but himself.

Something awful is going to happen today.