The wind had stopped. Lilly had quickly noticed that the hair framing her face that was flying around moments ago had lay flat. She felt her hand still embraced within someone else's. Her brows furrowed slightly at the loss of pure white light.

Both her eyes slowly peeled open, assuming she was in hell. God help her if she was.

But she wasn't.

She was exactly where she was 10 minutes ago, before she'd had her heart ripped from her body.

"That got awkward fast" Damon's words pulled her from her thoughts and she snatched her hand back and away from Bonnie.

"So, are we not dead?" She uttered taking a stop forward and hearing nothing but the usual crunch of leaves beneath her feet. She felt the same. She felt her fangs, felt her magic.

"What happened? Where is everybody?" Bonnie just spoke as she wandered off in the opposite direction.

"Where you going?" Damon called after her "ey!" He turned back to look at Lilly.

"Does she always do that?" She queried as they both began following after the Bennett witch.

"She does have a habit of it yes"

It all looked the same. The leaves on the trees were amber and green again, the sky was a dark nightly blue and no longer a dark commanding grey. Lilly felt alive. She'd felt dead when she had been, right now she felt like her usual self. The pavement led them out into the sun.

It was mystic falls. Except it didn't look the same as it should've. Something felt off. Something was wrong. Of course something was wrong, she was dead moments before and now felt alive and well when she should've been walking through hell's doors.

"Well I feel a fang, so I'm still a vampire" Damon was now thinking out loud as the three walked through the still town centre, "either I'm a dead vampire or mystic falls is no longer magic free"

Lilly was about to comment on feeling her magic when Bonnie stopped dead "look"

There stood the mystic grill, fully in tact and not blown to shreds.

"I definitely blew that up about an hour ago"

"You most definitely did" Lilly confirmed.

"Why don't we see any people?" Bonnie questioned turning in a full 360 to look around them. "We're still on the other side we should at least be able to see the living"

"Unless," Lilly began to think out loud as well, "this is not the other side"

"Where the hell are we?" Damon's tone was no longer playful nor sarcastic as it had been a moment ago, "and I don't mean geographically"

Lilly turned to look at Bonnie. Someone she'd figured would have some idea considering she was the bloody anchor.

"I have no idea"

"Great" Lilly muttered under her breath, looking around her at the nightfall that surrounded a not long ago magic free mystic falls. Lilly began walking straight over to the mystic grill, intent on finding out what the hell had happened.

Bonnie and Damon continued bickering, a sound that slowly faded out the closer she'd got to the building. There is stood, intact. Perhaps it was a spell. Lilly lifted her hand pressing her fingertips to the cold wall, nothing. Her nose and brows scrunched in confusion. Her shoes pattered off the pavement taking her to the door.

The handle was cold, it send a chill up her arm.

"Lilly, what are you doing?" She heard Damon shout from behind. Not listening she pushed the door open.

Damon watched her disappear into the building walking over and dragging Bonnie along.

Lilly stood still, no one else in sight. She hadn't been a regular to the grill by any means but looking around she could've sworn something was different. She ran her finger tips over a wooden rail at the stairs. She could've sworn the chairs were different. Older.

"What the hell happened to this place?" Damon's voice could now be heard from just behind.

Lilly continued further into the grill looking at the bar which was stocked with much different alcohol to what they had when she was last there.

"What the hell happened to us" she muttered to Damon who was stood at her side. He shrugged walking round the bar to gaze at all the liquor.

"I'll be taking these"

Lilly rolled her eyes at that comment.

Lilly's POV;

It was Damon's bright idea to find the Salvatore house before it got too late, we found it, although we found it empty. No Stefan, no Elena, no one.

Id slept in a room I remembered to be Stefan's although it didn't seem as full as I remembered, although I'd only really seen it in passing.

The sun cracked through the window in the morning and we'd all went out to look into exactly what happened to us.

The street was brightly lit and the sun had been hot, so much so that Bonnie had just tied her jacket around her waist. After wandering for what felt like hours Damon piped up saying exactly what I'd been thinking "how many more streets are we going to wander?"

"How many more times are you going to ask me questions I don't know the answers to" that made my lip quirk up in a smile, their bickering would get on my nerves and I knew it although, for the time being it was fairly entertaining. "There's something weird about these cars" she changed topic after Damon ignoring her remark.

"Yea they're almost all 20 years old or more" Damon muttered running his fingers along the hood of one white car.

"And yet they all look brand new" I added getting his attention. I bent down to look through one of the windows, see if there was anything of note inside.

"And that is Elena's not so burnt to a crisp house" he chirped up again walking towards a shiny white house. I followed taking it all in.

"Did she not have a hissy fit and set it alight?" I pried walking past Damon, bumping his shoulder as I did.

"Her brother had just died, you heard of empathy or even, I don't know, sympathy?" Bonnies voice turned slightly bitter. Damon wandered a few steps ahead.

"And? My whole family's dead and I don't go around  burning things to the ground" I watched Damon pick up the paper from the grass as I spoke.

"God you really are a heartless-" I turned to Bonnie intrigued to hear what she had to say before Damon caught my attention more by the look on his face.

"Look" the paper held up in his hands, Bonnie began mumbling about some solar eclipse. "The date" he confirmed impatiently.

"May 10th 1994" Bonnie and I spoke in unison. Looking at each other as we did. "Is that?- are we?- that's impossible"

"Apparently not" I muttered looking up at the sky which began turning a dark shade of blue. Is that an eclipse?

May 10th 1994.

"I don't think we should be asking where we are, I think we should be asking when we are"

It made no sense. We died in 2013 and yet here we stood nearly 20 years prior to that date. It was practically impossible and yet it happened. I tried to rack my brain for an answer that would not come.

The next morning Bonnie left early, Damon found bourbon and began singing about the kitchen something I chose to be as far from as possible. I'd decided to wander about find any form of clothing from anywhere that would fit. There was clothing in the Salvatore house although it all seemed rather large as if it were to fit a pregnant lady of sorts.

After tracking around for an hour I finally came across a store. Mostly filled with snacks although did have some clothing. Black shorts, flannels, cami's and T-shirts. It would do and I happily grabbed as much as I could. Grabbing two bikinis as well as underwear because why the hell not.

I grabbed snacks and drinks piling it all into bags. Humming away as I did.

By the time I'd gotten back I could hear Bonnie and Damon going back and forth in the kitchen. She stood across from him, plate of pancakes on the counter in front of her.

"Ooookay argument 379 day 2" i chirped putting my bags down and making my way towards the pair who were now looking my way, "where's my pancakes?"

"Coming oh dear sweet Lilly" his eyes rolled as he spoke. "Anything else?"

"Wow who's ugly ass bear is that?" I recoiled at the bear sitting on a seat that looked as though it stinker of old people. Bonnie went to snap back at me judging by her face but stopped as Damon through the paper down in front of her.

"You can do a crossword puzzle"

"Gee thanks! Breakfast with my least favourite people and a crossword puzzle, from 1994" she smiled widely.

"I'm sensing sarcasm" I cooed watching Damon cook my pancakes making my mouth water. "I stopped in at the hospital to grab us some blood bags on the way back" I smiled innocently at him.

Bonnie began making her way through the crossword puzzle when everything had gone dark again.

"Is that another damn eclipse?" I looked through the sun roof.

"You've got to be kidding me, Bonnie check the date on that paper"

"May 10th 1994" I grabbed the paper off her after she spoke. Looking at the date that was exactly as she said it was. "Same day as yesterday, we're living the same day, all over again"

"Well that proves it, we're in hell, my own custom built hell" Damon muttered, "Ok witchy woo we're using your magic" he looked my way.

"Yea, about that, I don't have any. It stopped working after I died" I stated blatantly.

"So I'm stuck in hell with two powerless witches"

"Not exactly" I muttered not knowing how to bring up what I knew. Something I'd work on over time. "Let's eat and discuss this later"

I didn't know how much I could trust them with, I certainly didn't trust them as far as I could throw them, Damon would be happy to use me as an escape and leave me. Bonnie, I wasn't sure about her. I've always been great at reading people but she was tough, see I knew she'd do anything for her friends, die even. Multiple times now. However I could feel a dark side from her.

I couldn't trust them with just what I knew yet.

~ 1 week later ~

Music blared from the kitchen, Damon was cooking pancakes again. I grabbed both sides of my pillow pulling them up to cover my ears. Every morning he got up and made pancakes. Every day in a cycle of the exact same day and he decides to make the same food every morning too to add salt to the wound.

After minutes of convincing myself to fall back asleep, and realising I couldn't I dragged myself up and in for a shower. Changing into shorts and a T-shirt again.

Here goes another day.

~ 1 month later ~

I sat across from Bonnie with Damon to my side. He had a bottle of bourbon as did I and Bonnie had only a glass. Human tolerance and all.

"So let me get this straight, you and Elena were finally good and you died?" I turned to face him taking a swig of my bottle as I did. He nodded. "And Stefan? He's come to terms with it?"

"I think so" he muttered.

Bonnie shrugged.

"Count yourself lucky, he's a good brother to have" I tilted my head drinking again thinking about my own family.

"Rough childhood?" He threw out, I didn't want to delve into my childhood with him but I'd open up slightly, the only way to gain someone's trust is to make them believe you trusted them.

"That's not even a scratch to the surface on what I had" Bonnie sat up, intrigued. "Mum and dad hated me, siblings all took their side" I thought for a moment, "well except Duncan, my brother, he was the only person I cared about in that family."

"Why did they uh- hate you?" Bonnie seemed as though she was scared of the answer.

"I was different Bon, they didn't approve of different" I didn't want to go into this any further, "what about you, what was your childhood like?" I nodded in her direction, "I already know Damon's was not pleasant"

"How would you k- Katherine" his voice was spiteful. I ignored him, eyes staying on Bonnie.

"I lived with Grams most of the time" she lifted her glass to her lips, "technically it was Damon who killed her"

"Wow wow wow" he sat up from his previous slouched position, "totally unfair I didn't know she would croak from that" he raised his hands in defence, one still holding his bottle.

She smiled over at him, "I don't blame you anymore. I did, but that's old news right?"

"I'll cheers to that" he called bumping his bottle off her glass.

"Wait hold on, Lilly you knew Katherine as well?" Bonnie put her glass down hiccuping once. Of course I knew Katherine.

"Knew her? She taught her half her tricks" Damon had scoffed.

"Katherine didn't need to teach me anything," I looked away from Damon and back to Bonnie, "she tried to seduce me like she does with everyone, I just happen to be smarter than any man she's played with, so of course I used it to my advantage" I smirked sipping my bottle.

"Wait you and Katherine?" Bonnies eyes bulged.

"Nothing more than a kiss Bon, I got what I wanted from her and her from me and that was it, haven't really seen her since and that was 1792" Katherine had used me to get some stone that I didn't have but knew someone who would just as I needed to find an old family heirloom, works in roundabouts.

~ 3 weeks later ~

Once again I came down to Damon and Bonnie bickering in the kitchen.

Door slammed shortly after leaving Damon alone and still making more pancakes, "what's her deal?" I sat on the stool in front of him waiting for my breakfast.

"Convinced she heard something" he rolled his eyes while flipping all 4 pancakes.

"As in something other than us 3?" I laughed.

"Yes, you want 2?" He pointed to the pancakes.

"Sure, maybe while we eat we'll hear this mysterious noise"

Later after Bonnie had returned I left them both to eat in peace, let them cool off. As well as wanting to avoid any and all awkwardness.

"Lilly!" Bonnies voice boomed across the house.

I vamped to the kitchen unable to help myself thinking someone had died when they were both sat still eating and newspaper in hand, "did you do this?"

"Do what?" I shrugged walking to get a blood bag from the fridge.

"The crossword did you finish it?" Bonnie sounded oddly serious.

"No, why would I waste my time doing a crossword?" I laughed sipping my blood bag and walking over to the two staring wide eyed at each other. "What?"

"You seriously didn't do this?"

"No Bonnie, I didn't" I rolled my eyes refusing to get reprimanded for something I genuinely hadn't done.

"There's someone else here" she stared into my soul when saying that, Damon's too straight after. Surely not, we would have noticed or even sensed if someone else was here in the past 2 months. It's practically impossible.