That made sense. It would be hard to keep track of the days and the months without all the normal things helping you keep it in perspective. Work. School. Holidays.

Cell phones.

Elena takes her hand in response, giving Sam's a gentle shake. The date, however, she wasn't entirely expecting. Did that mean there was...time travel involved? It didn't make much sense that this girl arrived months ago and yet was somehow from the future.

"Oh, I'm from Mystic Falls, Virginia. It was late 2010?"