"What's so wrong about this?" Serena crossed her ams and sat on the table in front of him, "You wouldn't ask me to leave."

          “That wasn’t normal,” He rolled his eyes. “I didn’t that you weren’t, but if you pull that move again I’m going to ask you to leave”

         "Since when did you care about what was legal and what wasn't? If you're referring to me, calm down. I'm legal."

                  “I’m not sure that’s completely legal” Damon wasn’t a saint, but whatever they were trying to do…didn’t seem quite right.

               "I think you'll be able to relate to me more." They were both vampires and she didn't know if the blood bag gave it away, but he would know sooner or later. "Even in a cell, you're cocky. Hilarious." A tiny grin was on her lips. That attitude of his was amusing. "No, I don't think my brother would enjoy cutting a person up." For if he had, Serena made sure to knock some sense into her older brother. She watched as he tore the bag up as if he hadn't eaten for years. "--- I'll get you out of here, don't worry." She would give herself off to Wes if it meant that no one else was going to get hurt. 

           ”There’s two of you now, how wonderful” He said sarcastically. He was assuming things because of her family name, but could she really blame him? He was allowed a little self-pity after everything that he had been through. “Pleasure, I’m sure” He still couldn’t get rid of the Damon-like snark after all these years. “Yes, over and over again…not just for cures though I think…I’m quite sure that he enjoyed it” Wes was crazy and deranged…she was a fool if she didn’t see that. He barely caught the bag and the moment the smell hit his nose his eyes started to darken. “Thanks” He murmured before ripping into it. The blood dripping down his throat was the sweetest feeling he had know in years. A little color was starting to return to his cheeks.

                "You're looking at me like I'm a broken toy that you can't fix." She wanted to just wrap her arms around her brother to give him the assurance that she was perfectly fine. "You can't stop this, Wes. You need to know that."  Serena sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Well I'm sorry you don't want this for me, but this is what I am now. You're not saving the lives of people like me! You're being selfish." She looked over to the male in the cell then back at him, "But if you're gonna keep doing this. I want you to let him," She nodded in the males direction, "go. You use me instead. He doesn't deserve to be here. Hell Wes, he's been here since forever. He doesn't deserve this."

       ”I never said that you weren’t!” He exclaimed. Wes didn’t want this, not for her or anyone else. Life would be a whole lot easier if he managed to find a cure among all his research. But that was never going to happen. “Because I never wanted this to happen to anyone ever again” He replied, trying to keep his temper in check. They had been close for years before this but now everything was different. “I don’t hate you…but I didn’t want this for you and what I’m doing? That has saved lives, Serena. I know that you can’t see that, but if I have to experiment on a thousand more of them I will do it” That was a lie, he wouldn’t. But he was angry.

            Serena rolled her eyes and almost turned away to leave him, but then he spoke up again. "Yeah. I kinda just asked you where my brother was and you said he went home. We just went over this." She walked over to the opposite cell of his and leaned on the bars. "Well nice to meet you, I'm Serena." She tried to be polite but her tone was out stubborn and annoyed. "Define pulling you apart? As in cutting your insides up?" She tilted her head as sympathy ran over her. Wes starved this man and picked and pulled at him to cure people. That was not the right way to help people. She looked in her bag and tossed the blood bag she brought along with her from her trip going here. "There. Now you have more."

"You're welcome." She added.

             Enzo couldn’t give a damn what she thought of his manners, he was the one holed up in a cell and not her. “Tell someone who cares, sweetheart” He replied after a while. He tried to place her for another moment, but his memory was still foggy…she had something to do with… “You’re Doctor Creepy’s sister aren’t you?” He questioned before deciding to answer hers. “Oh I’m Lorenzo” He wasn’t exactly ready to call her a friend, not if that she was related to Wes. “You want to know? He’s been pulling me apart for the last few years in hopes of finding some cure all for disease. But do you want to know the real kicker? He gives me one drop of human blood a day so that I don’t desiccate…now tell me I’m the one who’s being rude”

           She shook her head, looking up at him. "I'm still me, Wes!" She couldn't believe he didn't see what she saw when they were first let in here. She saw that one vampire. She saw him as an ordinary person. Why couldn't her own brother do that for her? "I didn't ask you to give up your career! You did that on your own!" Her breathing was uneven due to the hurt and anger she felt from her own blood treating her like this. "I didn't come home for this exact reason! Look at you. Look at what you're doing to them! You hate me now don't you? You hate what I am right? You know, I expected this from Dad, but I hoped that you would've at least tried to understand."

           Wes should be heading home for the day and getting some sleep, but instead his supposedly dead little sister decided to pay a visit. “No” He repeated. “You can’t be…” He shook his head as the information began to sink in which is when he stood from his chair. “I gave up my career to make sure that what happened to you didn’t happen to anyone else! I’ve been avenging your death for years and you didn’t care to tell me that you were alive?” He was angry, not that she was here, but that he hadn’t known all this time.

        She took a few steps to be closer to him, and remained cautious ofhis hands just in case he thought of anything. "---I'm one of them." She looked down, ashamed. She expected Wes to be angry with her and she was already about to cry if he was.

            She was murdered by a vampire, he had given up his career as a Doctor to find new ways of saving lives and getting revenge for her death.”I would never hurt you” He couldn’t, she was his baby sister. Though the obvious hadn’t quite gotten to him yet, he was still in shock about seeing her.

           Serena raised and eyebrow and crossed his arms, "You're rude." She was one to speak her mind. Another reason why she kept on getting into trouble. "What's your name anyways? I was only told a number when I came into this place a few years ago."  Wes had gone home. She was headed there next, though she learned that she couldn't get into places without being invited in. It was shit to say the least. Serena noticed the blood stain on his shirt and frowned, "What did he do to you?" She knew what they did to people like them, but she never expected her brother's blood to run cold.

           Enzo heard the voice from his cell the moment they stepped into the building, how weak he was had nothing do with his hearing. He looked when the footsteps got closer and frowned when he could finally see the figure. She was familiar to him and he couldn’t quite place where. Though she was clearly another human, he realized this quickly when his number was called and not his name. “He went home and I hope that he stays there” Enzo replied. He was still trying to heal and he hated that people were around to see that.

          She saw the look in his eyes and the one in hers showed a message of guilt. "If I tell you how I'm alive, you have to promise me you won't hurt me." She knew how he ended up taking over the Augustine Society until Aaron was older and she didn't know if it was smart to be there or not.

       Wes didn’t turn around at first, he had to be sleeping in his chair, hallucinating. But then he rubbed his eyes and looked up, almost falling out of and losing all his work. “Serena? No…that’s impossible..you’re dead” 

         It has been a while since she's stepped into this place. The lab. She hadn't completely forgot her visit here when she was younger. She definitely didn't forget the first vampire she saw as well. "Hello?" Her voice rang as she walked by each of the empty cells, until she ended up finding the same vampire. "12144." It was more to herself than to him, but she felt bad calling him a number instead of an actual name. "Is my brother here?" She didn't know if he remembered her face after four years, but she couldn't forget his.

                   She finally came home after a few years. She missed it. Running off to new places was nice, but she missed her brother. "---Wes..."