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Fire

*Third Person's P.O.V.*

         Annabelle sighed tiredly as she held a cup of coffee in her hands, her elbows resting on the dining table in the Gilberts' kitchen. She closed her eyes briefly before taking in a deep breath, trying to sort out the plans she had for the day in her head, but finding it difficult as everything that happened since the beginning of the school year replayed in her mind. It's been a month since Vicki completed the transformation, and Stefan just sent her, and most likely Elena, a text message saying that he and Damon finally found Vicki last night. However, while she and Elena knew what really happened to the Donovan girl, no one else did, and many people, especially Matt and Jeremy, were worried about her.
        Annabelle didn't dare to even so much as think about her... abilities for the entire month, not wanting extra weight on her shoulders. Although Bonnie let her know that she talked with her grams, who revealed that Bonnie truly is a witch, she didn't want to... she couldn't ask Bonnie's grams to tell her about her family history. She just couldn't. First of all, it was very doubtful that the woman would know anything about the Gilberts' or Sommers' lineage, and even if she did... Annabelle didn't think that she could handle more supernatural beings, and if she turned out to be... a witch...
        "Hey," Annabelle was snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of her brother's voice from behind her, and turned around in her chair, only to see Jeremy heading towards the door, already fully dressed.
        "Hey," she greeted back, before her brows furrowed, "Where are you going? It's like..." she glanced at the watch on the wall to her side. "6:30,"
        "The police station," Jeremy answered as he gripped the front door knob in his hand, "They're organizing a search party for Vicki," he finished, before opening the door and heading out without another word.
        As soon as the door closed, Annabelle groaned quietly as she turned back around in her chair and put her head in her hands.
        "Hey," Elena said to her sister as she entered the kitchen, and Annabelle looked up at her briefly before putting her head back down. "He told you?"
        "Yup," Annabelle nodded, looking up with a sigh. "God, I hate doing this to him,"
        "I know," Elena nodded with a sigh.
        "You know what?" Annabelle suddenly spoke up after a few seconds of silence, and Elena looked at her curiously. "I think I'm gonna skip school today,"

*20 Minutes Later*

        "Are you sure we should be doing this?" Elena asked her sister for what seemed like the millionth time nervously as Annabelle rang the doorbell of the Salvatore Boarding House.
        "It's the only way to stop me from going crazy," Annabelle said without looking at her as she took a step back, waiting for someone to open the door. And when someone did, it was, unfortunately, Damon, "Is Stefan here?" Annabelle asked him as Elena inhaled sharply in fear.
        "Yep," Damon answered with a smirk.
        "Where is he?"
        "And good morning to you, little miss 'I'm on a mission',"
        "How can you be so arrogant and glib after everything you've done?" Annabelle asked the Salvatore in disbelief, looking at him incredulously.
        "And how can you be so brave, and stupid, to call a vampire arrogant and glib?" Damon answered the question with a question of his own, his eyes staring into Annabelle's. He just barely refrained himself from smirking even wider at the familiar fire her found in them.
        "If you wanted me dead, I'd be dead," Annabelle said flatly.
        "Yes, you would,"
        "But I'm not,"
        "Yet," Damon retorted, and felt genuine enjoyment at his banter with the blue-eyed girl in front of him.
        "Believe it or not, I'm actually not scared of you," Annabelle said confidently as Elena's eyes widened at the way she talked to a vampire who could kill her within a second. "Where is Stefan?"
        "He's upstairs. Singing 'The Rain in Spain'," Damon smirked, and Annabelle rolled her eyes before pushing past him, which Elena gaped at, surprising even herself with her boldness, "Knock yourself out," Damon smirked, not even turning around as he walked past Elena, waiting until the eldest Gilbert closed the door behind her before allowing a smile to grow on his lips.