Dust clouds exploded from behind the thick plastic sheeting that shielded the once and former Mystic Grill. Matt knew that it wouldn't be long before the bar opened again and he could return to work. With electric bills piling high under the rest of the bills, he was struggling to make ends meet. Even with the occasional letter from his mom sending a few dollars here and there, it still wasn't enough. 

Sweat trickled down the back of his neck as he swatted it away. Spending his times now with the crew, getting ready for the return of vampires into Mystic Falls. He couldn't complain, ever since the no magic boundary spell went up he could finally breath a sigh of relief.

He could sleep at night and not have to worry about getting his neck snapped, bitten, drowned and everything else that could happen to him. For the first time in his life he felt safe, he could walk around town and not feel afraid about every little bump in the night. 

But then his thoughts fell to Bonnie. She was gone, his best friend since kindergarten. He felt an emptiness in the pit of his stomach that he couldn't shift, nor could he forget. She was gone and so was Damon. He had tried calling Elena several times to ask how she was doing about it, but she never really answered his question. 

With Jeremy on a downward spiral and getting out of control, beer cans and broken bottles every where, he felt for him he really did. He missed Bonnie too, but it had been months. He needed to move on with his life, it is what she would have wanted.

Turning from the grill as he rejoined the crew on their morning run, he couldn't help but wonder if Mystic Falls would be safe again, safe from vampires, werewolves, hybrids, witches and hell even ghosts. But there was a small part of him that missed it. His friends being where they belonged, Mystic Falls was safe. 

For now.