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As Damon was walking home from a late night feed, he noticed that in front of an old house. He thought it was just a parcel that had not been picked up. But as he kept walking Damon noticed that the box was crying. Because of the noise Damon walked over to the box and looked in and saw me, a two month old baby wrapped in a pink blanket. He could sense that I was a super natural but could not decide what type, wether a vampire, werewolf or witch. So he decided to pick me up and cary me home.
As Damon waked in he saw Stefan laying on the couch watching the news. "What have you brought home now brother, a young girl from the night club down the road" Stevan called not looking away from the T.V. "Oh nothing just a small baby I found in the street" Damon called back. Stefan sat up and glared at Damon with a confused and angry face.
"Your kidding right?"Stefan asked.
"No, why?" Damon said with a laugh.
"Why the heck would you do that, are you going to start eating baby's now"
"No Stefan, I brought it home because senses are failing me".
"So what if you can't tell if it is a boy or girl just go put it back".
"No you didn't let me Finnish, basically what I'm saying is I can't tell wether it is a vampire, werewolf or witch"
"Well then what do you want me to do"Stefan said getting up from the couch.
"We could go to Elena's and get every one else to come to her house and we can try and figure out what to do" Damon answered.
Stefan nodded and headed for the door.
