Summary:

Stefan & Damon's parents were able to be brought back to life for Katherine to use them as a bait. It didn't end up well because in two years they had a little sister & their parents died three months later. Little by little Damon and Stefan learn to be friends again. Setting is 12 Years before they met Elena. I know the summary sucks but please at least give it a try : )

"What?" Damon hissed. "Damon, I know it sounds bad, but maybe this is a good thing. Can we just try? We've got no other choice. And I would want to give her up anyway." said Stefan. "Stefan, taking care of you is already an entirely big problem. And now you expect us to take care of a human?" Damon objected.

"Please, Damon. I'm begging you. She's our sister. She's got nowhere else to go. And we're not yet even sure if she really is human. I mean, it isn't normal for Katherine to bring a century year old dead person back to life, what if she isn't entirely human? I mean, what if we just give her up and then she turns out to be not human, and when people find out that she's something else, no one would even accept her anymore. Everyone would want to stay away from her. We're her only family, Damon. We're all she's got." Stefan insisted. Damon rolled his eyes at this, but he was having second thoughts too.

"You know, sometimes I would ask myself why you would even care about these little things. I mean, look at us, we're brothers" Damon shrugged at saying brothers "but look at me, I don't even care what happens to her. If she's not human, big deal! Let her on her own, whatever! But it seems way to important for you to ignore. Sometimes I even doubt if we really are brothers. But then again, maybe you're right. I wouldn't want to risk anything supernatural being found out by the townspeople, because that's a risk, too, in exposing who we really are. I know I'm going to regret this sooner or later" Damon sighed before he said the next phrase "but I guess I'll have to agree with you."

"Thank you, Damon." Stefan let out a sigh. "What's the girl's name again?" Damon asked. "Damon, it would be much nicer if you could say 'What's our sister's name again?' She's not just some random girl we picked up on the street you know. Her name's Lyra. Lyra Isabelle Salvatore." Stefan replied. "Okay, okay." Damon sighed heavily.

Stefan went up to his room to get the infant in pink pajamas and brought her to Damon. "This, is Lyra." Damon looked at her, observing her looks. She was very white, but not pale white, she was glowing white. She had a pointed nose and light brown eyes, her lips were very detailed and it was pinkish-white. Her hair had already grown a bit thick since birth. She was a brunette, a very light brunette that is.