Pairing: Elijah x Female!Reader / Stefan x Female!Reader (plantoic) / Klaus x Female!Reader (platonic)
Warnings: mild swearing
Word Count: 2.3k
Part Summary: The Mikaelsons are in Mystic Falls causing trouble for everyone. After not seeing her for decades, Y/N, an old friend of Klaus and Stefan's, has come to make amends between the two.
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Stefan
The Mystic Grill is dead in the late afternoon and whoever was here I compelled to leave. Caroline and Damon join Elena and me after helping Bonnie most of the afternoon. We need to come up with a game plan. Bonnie is home perfecting a spell while we try to buy some time. We figure meeting in public is our safest bet as Elijah won't allow his siblings to draw attention to them.
Caroline sits down across from me. "Coast is clear." "So Klaus has officially gone off the rails," Damon remarks as he settles at the table. "Even if we tell him the truth or give him what he wants, he won't believe us," Elena concludes. I sigh, "we have to figure where we can-" My mind runs blank as a familiar sound begins to echo throughout the restaurant. I haven't heard in decades. "Stefan, what is it?" Elena asks worriedly. My words disappear in my subconscious as I frankly spin around, scanning the bar. "What is it? What's wrong?" "What's up with him?" Caroline asks Damon as if I'm not here.
"I don't know." Damon places a hand on my shoulder. "Are you having a heart attack or something? "Did anyone see someone go up to the machine?" I check with everyone in a rush. "No." Elena shakes her head. "No, why?" Caroline presses, growing anxious. "If you hate Night Ranger so much go change it. We have bigger fish to fry," "It's not that..." I mumble, glancing about the place. "Should we be worried?" Elena questions. "She's here," I finally answer.
"Who's she?" Caroline questions, sounding more frustrated "Oh, shit..." Damon swears under his breath, piecing it together. "You've got to be kidding me!" "Unless that song is playing randomly but when do you ever hear it?" I sass my brother. "Y/N!" I shout the girl's name, spinning in search of her. The sound of heels tapping against the floor comes first. Then, the sight of her appearing from around the corner. Her Y/H/C has changed since I saw her last. Everything else is exactly the same, even the cropped band t-shirt, black jeans, and leather black ankle boots.
She grins, leaning against the wall. "Hi ya, Baby." "Baby?" I hear Caroline whisper to Elena. I smirk. I knew she was her. "What are you doing here? You hate small-town America," I recall. She giggles and pushes off the wall to join us. "A friend of a friend may have mentioned that you were having some trouble with an Original. Thought I could be of some assistance." "Do they know you're here?" I ask.
"Elijah probably felt my presence as soon as I step within 100 miles of him. He's likely too scared to tell Klaus," she determines.
"Okay, who are you?" Elena questions behind me.
Y/N snickers, crossing her arms over her chest. "You must be Elena. You've caused quite the muck."
Elena grows impatient. "Answer my question."
"Ooo feisty one," Y/N giggles, looking at me. "Stefan, you've never mentioned me? That's awfully rude."
"Y/N is an old friend. I met her through Klaus back in 1983," I explain and the memories start to flood back as I stare at Y/N.
"Hence the song," she adds. "We met to it, kind of our song in a way." She tosses her head back with a huff. "God I miss the 80s, life was so much more thrilling."
"Maybe for you," I laugh. "Not all of us followed Bon Jovi across the country."
"Jon was such a good lay," she mumbles, remembering it as her eyes fall shut for a second.
"Wait, you slept with Jon Bon Jovi?" Caroline questions, not convinced.
"Y/N went through hair bands like numbers at a deli," Damon teases.
Y/N glares at my brother. "Nice Damon."
They've always had a back-and-forth kind of relationship. They're so similar that they buttheads.
"Who's the friend who told you about the dramatics here?" I ask, but I already have a hunch.
"Kol." She proves my prediction.
Elena gasps. "You're friends with that psychopath?"
"Y/N's friends with all of the Mikaelsons," Damon remarks sarcastically cheerful. "Like a family pet."
"Then why are we even talking to her!" Caroline fusses.
Y/N glares at her. "Because I can help save your asses, blondie! You were just saying how you wish Klaus would listen to you guys. Well, he won't, but he'll listen to me."
"And why's that?" Elena challenges, not trusting her for a second.
Y/N smirks. "He trusts me. They all do."
"Why should we trust you if you're so close with them?" Caroline adds with a huff.
"Because you don't have much choice now do you?" Y/N counters. Fair point.
We don't have much choice as Y/N said and the girls may not trust her, but I do. She's may have known the Mikaelsons longer, but Y/N is her own person. She can be a little flighty, but her word is solid and she's always fair, I'll give her that. There was a time when the two of us and Klaus were inseparable. Though I'd like Y/N to favor us and knock Klaus on his ass, I know she won't choose between us.
