3rd Person POV:

A few days pass as the month grows colder. It was a February night when Stefan was casually exercising.

"Stefan, there's a letter for you from some 'Aspen' and that volume down" Damon yelled. "I can barely hear myself think"

"I'm here, where is it and leave me and my music alone"Stefan says.

"In space, where do you think, on the table in the kitchen"Damon replied sarcastically.

Stefan walks to the other side of the room with his towel around his shoulders and drink in his hand only to find a small piece of paper scrunched up. He picked it up with curiosity. What could it be?

"Dear father

Mother had told me all about you so I thought that we could meet in person. I know that you think I'm dead but I'm not. I was turned on my 18th birthday by some fool. And before you ask, yes I am Aspen. Can we meet at the grill tonight at half 7?

Yours truly

Aspen.

"Nope, nope not today, my mind better not be playing tricks on me"Stefan said blinking violently.

"Stefan who did you have sex with?"Damon asked peering from behind Stefan's shoulder.

"I'm pretty sure that she's Katherines" Stefan says.

"You really fucked her"Damon chuckled.

"Well so did you"Stefan growled.

"No need to get feisty there Steffy" Damon sang.

"Never mind, I'm going to sleep" Stefan sighed.

"I'll make sure that I wake you up in time"Damon reminded.

"You are so nosy"Stefan complains.

Damon left the room a few minutes after reading the note by himself for the second time whilst Stefan drifted off to sleep with many different questions haunting his dream.

How is she alive?

Is she really Katherines?

Will she forgive me for leaving her mother?