Written 2012 by VeGirl

After breakfast the next morning Stefan took a ride with Elijah, Klaus and Rebekah, to give them their family back. There were definitely tensions between the three siblings. Rebekah told me she had one sister and one brother she hadn't seen in almost four hundred years and my interest in history was dying to go with them. Well, literally speaking, of course.

Klaus treatment of me the day before made me grateful for the distance to him. I had no idea how to act around him; it made me furious just to think about him.

On the meantime Damon, Elena and I took Damon's car to pick up Lucy to meet her witchy friends. They were located in a town a little bigger than Mystic Falls about an hour's car drive away. I really wanted to know the name of the town, but I had my eyes on Damon and lost myself in the intense look on his face.

The sarcastic Damon I had got to know on my TV at home, was nothing like this man. He was serious and contemplating the whole ride. None of us said too much and the only thing I could do for support was holding his hand in mine.

Earlier that day, he had been to the place where he buried Lexi's body a while ago, and dug her up. I had tagged along so I wasn't in danger of accidentally revealing to the others what Damon was up to. I offered to keep him company but he ordered me to stay in the car.

It felt spooky to know the whole hour drive that we had a dead person in the trunk. A dead friend.

I expected us to stop by an old house, looking like the witches burial-site in Mystic Falls, but Damon stopped the car next to a ordinary apartment building while Lucy called up to her friends.

We got directed down to the parking garage where no curious eyes would spot us carrying a dead body around; that could have been hard to explain...

I dreaded that the elevator would stop and someone would get in and ask questions. Lucy explained afterwards that she had cast a spell to prevented that. It was quiet when we stood there crammed up in the elevator, Damon with Lexi in his arms, wrapped in a clean blanket.

I could see her blond hair and reached out to pick off a leaf that was stuck there. I happened to meet Damon's eyes and they were dark and impossible to read. On the top floor we got off and one of the two doors opened. A young woman welcomed us into a big bright apartment. It was nothing of what I had expected. We saw a kitchen and a huge living room with a couple of couches and a big flat screen TV on the wall.

We were guided along a hallway and into another room, a big room with high ceiling. A huge skylight was just about to close automatic, making an ambiance of dusk. On the dark wooden floor a big pentagram was marked and candles were flickering around it.

Damon was instructed to lay 'the body' down in the middle of the pentagram, and he did what he was told without argument.

The witches, sitting around the circle were still, in deep concentration, but the one who let us in spoke with Damon.

"We have done this just a few times before, but we have refused to do it many times." She observed him. "It's usually grief that makes people go to this extreme, but we were intrigued by your reason." She had a curious smile.

"The reason here is also grief. It's just not my grief," he added with a nonchalant face.

I saw nonetheless how he stoked Lexis hair as he laid her down on the floor.

"She's probably going to be quite pissed when she comes around; if she comes around." He wasn't convinced that they would make it. "Well she'll be pissed at me, since I was the one that killed her."

All the witches' heads snapped up and looked puzzled at him.

"Maybe I better leave you to it."

"No, you'll stay; I promise to deal with her," Lucy said and we were instructed to take a seat outside the circle and to be absolutely quiet during the ceremony.

I reached for Damon's hand, but he didn't take it.

There was a girl in this circle who reminded me very much about Rebekah, and my mind went to Stefan and their little group, wondering how things were working out for them.

She seemed to sense my mind flutter, because she looked at me in a peculiar way. I tried to focus on Lexi, really wanting a chance to get to know her and therefore wanting her to pull though this ordeal.

It was a bit spooky sitting there in the semi dark with all these witches talking in a language that was long lost. It sounded like Latin, but I got the feeling there was more to this chanting. Time passed by quick or really slow, somehow it was impossible to tell in this room. The atmosphere in the room was thick and even though I had never been in this type of company, I could almost feel the magic like crackling energy surrounding us.

Bit by bit it seemed that the colour on Lexis face was shifting, the grey hue was getting more and more pink. I concentrated my eyes thinking they were tricking me in the dusk, but her grey veins seemed to subside and she started to look like herself again.

Wow!

I really didn't think this would have a chance in hell to work. But then I thought about my own situation here in this place. Why wouldn't magic work for them, it had worked for me.

Suddenly I saw her fingers start to twitch and then she startled me as she drew a ragged breath and her entire body started to jerk.

"I can't breathe!" she yelled and I watched in horror how she jerked upright.

"She hasn't been invited in!" Elena hollered.

"You're welcome to be here," one of the witches shouted and Lexi drew a deep breath and sank down on her knees.

Just a few seconds later her head flipped up and she looked around at all of us and then her eyes came to a stop on Damon.

"You!" she barked and in an instant she had launched herself at him, knocking him down on his back on the floor. But when she was just about to choke him we could all se than her hands couldn't touch his neck, they stopped just a few millimetre short.

She was furious and confused about why she couldn't reach him.

"Hi Lexi," Damon said and tried on a weak smile.

"What the hell is going on?" she growled still with her vampire-face on. "You killed me!"

"Yeah, sorry! My bad!"

"Lexi?" Her head flipped and look at Elena who called her name.

"Katherine? No; Elena? What's going on?" She eased up a bit and slumped down on the floor beside Damon.

"We brought you back. Well, they did," she said with a motion to the witches who now rose and silently left the room.

Lexi sighed and looked around at all the people in the room. "But I was dead." She still looked suspiciously at each and every one of us and finally set her eyes on Damon again.

"Yes, but weren'r you dead for like four-hundred years before that?" His sarcasm billowed out like a black cloud in the room.

She was scrutinizing him. "If I was carried here to be brought back to life, what the hell are you doing here?" Her voice was still hard and on the verge of yelling.

"It was my idea," Damon said soft.

Lexi just gasped; it was like all air had left her lungs and she just gaped with astonishment. She stared at him in what felt like forever.

"Why?" she just said. "When you had finally managed, after the attempt in New York..." she added silently and I wondered what had happen between them earlier. How much was there that I didn't know?

"I'm sorry I killed you. You're Stefan's oldest friend, and he's lost without you," Damon said in a sigh. "I really am sorry, Lexi; I didn't realise the consequences."

She kept looking at him in silence. "I never thought I would hear that from you."

"You and me both, honey."

"Wow!" She turned and looked at Elena. "Is this the truth?"

Elena nodded. "He came to my friend Bonny, her cousin and me, asking if we, well if they would do it," she revealed.

Lexi turned once more and looked at Damon with astonishment. He shrugged with a never-mind-look in his face.

"How is Stefan?"

Damon raised his eyebrows and sighed.

"Still an insufferable martyr, but now on people-blood."

Lexi sighed. "Time for rehab again?"

"Well it's more like he needs to get in touch with himself," Elena explained. "Klaus compelled him to turn his humanity off and I think he's scared to take it all back in."

"Klaus had him?" She sounded terrified.

"Yes, Klaus is around, he's the one that turned Stefan back into the Ripper."

I saw her shudder. "Well, what are we waiting for?" She rose from the floor and reached a hand for Damon.

"Oh Lexi!" Elena exclaimed and rushed over and hugged her.

"Maybe you shouldn't do that." She held Elena on an arm's length. "I haven't feed for... How long was I..."

"Dead?" Damon filled in. "Almost a year," he explained for an astonished Lexi. "Here!" He threw here a blood-bag, from which she drank greedy while I held my breath.

"So what happened to ninety-eight point six?" she asked Damon provocatively.

He shrugged. "Well, it's been an interesting year..."

She kept looking astounded at him.

"Can we get out of here? I'd love a breath of fresh air, I still feel a bit... dead." She rolled her eyes and we all laughed in relief. Damon introduced her to me and Lucy and we got out to the big white living-room.

All of the witches rose and we thanked them ever so much for their help. Damon asked about payment but surprisingly they said no.

"I hope things work out for you." The one who I had guessed was the head witch shook our hands and we got out of there; all except Lucy who decided to stick around for a while.

A trace of a smile did Damon give me in the elevator when we got down to the garage; that was it.

"Still drive this crappy Camaro?" She had a sneaky smile on her face as Damon's eye's flicked to her.

"Hey" Don't trash-talk my honey," he protested and started to smile.

"Damon, thank you!" She was very sincere and Damon seemed to be a bit taken by it; it looked like he didn't really know what to say.

"Yes, and I really am sorry," he said again.

I signed over the front seat to Lexi and got in the backseat with Elena.

"I've got something for you." Damon reached Lexi a small box.

She looked surprised at him. "You're not proposing are you?" Her tone was sarcastic and Damon smirked at her.

"So you've finally fallen for me, have you?"

Lexi laughed and opened the box, inside was a ring with a blue stone, a Lapis Lazuli. She turned and looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. Elena and I exchanged looks.

"A daylight-ring?" She was in awe. "I've been nagging Stefan for this for at least a hundred years."

"See, you should have gone with me from the start." He smirked and started the car. All three of us watched Lexi as she put the ring on her finger. She was still a bit hesitant when Damon drove us out of the garage and she looked like she wanted to dodge from the sunlight, but as soon as she realised it worked, she rolled the window down, enjoyed the sun and drew breath several times during the ride to Mystic Falls.

~~~ Authors note ~~~

I really love Lexi on The Vampire Diaries, and I hope you enjoy her apperance in this story, I couldn't just leave her out.

Thank you for comments and votes!

Have a great day! / VeGirl

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