In 1863 a young Stefan Salvatore met a charming young lady by the name Valerie. They were happy together and they were about to be happier if Julian hadn't have interfered. Valerie though that she'd lost her baby but little did she know that she suc...
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I wake up in the room that I've been staying in since I arrived here. I look to my right to see breakfast there with a note.
We're running an errand we'll be back shortly. Enjoy breakfast. Stefan and Valerie
I smile and begin to eat the croissant and drink some tea.
After breakfast I went downstairs to read a book unfortunately my reading was inturopted by Damon. Or right maybe Uncle Damon would have been more accurate. He sits down Infront of with a glass of bourbon in his hand. I don't know what to say? Should I tell him he has a niece? or does Stefan want to tell him?
"I'm going go head out" I tell him not standing the tension in the room and go to my "room" and get on some clothes.
When I come back down Dad is standing there.
"Wanna go hunting Danie?" he asks and Damon gives him a questionable look from the parlor.
"What's up with you two. You are sketchy and acting weird" he says pointing to his brother. "And you would rather walk out of here with my brother then to look at me" he says and Stefan groans.
"Sorry I completly forgot" Stefan says and looks at me I nod in agreement.
"Well uh uh how to say this. You know a few nights ago we talked about killing Julian because of he did to Valerie" Dad says and Damon nods. "Well uh we were wrong. Damon I would like you to meet my daughter Danielle" He tells his older brother who drops the glass he's holding and ut shatters into million pieces.
"I have a niece?" he questions and I slowly walk up to him and embrace him. He hesitates for a little befire returning it and grinning like an idiot.
