Once Upon A Time

I was in your sight

"I'm apologize-I, I have got a lot explaining to do... And I know this question must be bizarre for the situation we are in right now but Elijah, how old are you?" I ask using the most formal words I can think of.

"27, Tatiana I think even though mother was able to bring you back, you have lost a part your sanity or perhaps this is the side-effect of her sorcery. Nature's way of maintaining the balance." Even though he seems to be worried, I can't help but be on my guard for a possible turn of events. What if he is acting? What if this all part of Klaus's master-plan. Either way, I don't have many options apart from seeking Elijah's help.

"Elijah, I- I am not Tatiana. I am- how do I explain this?" I pause. "Let me reintroduce myself. I'm Elena Gilbert, 17 years old. Me and my friend were doing a magic spell- uh but something went wrong and I somehow travelled to the past... My face and appearance might look like whoever you are talking about but it's the result of a spell. I might look crazy and trust I am." I chuckle. "But I need your help, I don't know what to do, I need to get to a generous witch who may be able to help me."

"Come with me, mother will know what to do." I'm pretty sure he still thinks I'm Tatiana and have gone  crazy but either way his mother is my only possible salvation. That reminds me of the Salvatores. They must be freaking out right now, or maybe not. Maybe they all are relieved. They wouldn't have to be stuck in the middle of my problems anymore. What am I thinking? They're not like this. Maybe a part of me is relieved that I can't hurt them here. They will be safe wherever they are.

I follow Elijah and we walk for a while before we finally reach a hut type place. Have I mentioned that the men in this century need a haircut. At least a comb. My OCD is kicking in.

"Mother! Klaus!" He shouted excitedly as if he had found a treasure and wanted everyone to praise him.

"What is it Elijah--" A woman comes out of the hut uninterested, who I assume is his mother. The infamous original witch. She pauses her sentence and keeps staring at me, her eyes watering as soon as she catches a glimpse of my face.
She comes to my side, "How?" She whispers.

Wait, Elijah also shouted Klaus' name too.

"Tatia..." Speak of the devil. I turn so I can face him. His dirty blonde hair is long, he is wearing whatever that is and I'm kind of excited to see how all this goes. Maybe if I change the perspective of the originals in this era, it'll change their perspective of me and when I return, they wouldn't be trying to 'kill me and everyone I've ever met'.

"She's not her. I can sense it." The witch says. At least they'll believe her.

"What?" Klaus looks dumbfounded, his reaction to me isn't dramatic, he just looks... Lost I guess.

"Who are you?" The original mother turns to me. Her expression is hard as if she is in her protective mode.

"Elena Gilbert, I'm a Petrova doppelgänger, I assume you know what that is... A Bennett witch was doing a protection spell on me but something went wrong and I ended up in a different timeline. I don't know how to go back and your son was the first person I met as soon as I got here, he said that you would know what to do." I explain without sounding crazy as much as I can.

"A Bennett witch you say?" She wonders.

"Yes."

"I think I do know what to do but such kind of spells take a lot of time to undo as I do not know what went wrong, till then you can stay here. With my family."

"I'm grateful." I express. I know there's a catch to this, there has to be. This might be a different time but they are the same Mikaelons, the same ruthless originals, if they were human, it would've been a different thing but the tragedy has already happen. The damage is done. They couldn't be generous enough to offer me asylum and aid without wanting anything in return, I don't trust this woman. Not even a little bit.

"Very well then. Klaus and Elijah will show you around. My daughter will make the necessary arrangements for your stay and I'll see what I can do about the spell, so don't worry my dear." She says in a motherly tone before dismissing us. "Oh and, you're going to need different clothes, these aren't um, appropriate." I nod. She gestures me to follow her and hands me a brown dress. It looks like a casual summer dress and I honestly like it.

"We can discuss the rest tonight." The catch.

"Of course."

I change and make sure that my clothes and phone is safe. These are the only companions I have.

"Elijah had to leave but Klaus and I will be there to show you around." A blonde girl said in the british accent I can never forget. Rebekah. "I'm Rebekah by the way, I've heard that you're Elena." She is trying to hide her excitement, I know that face.

"Alright."

I walk out to see Klaus gazing at me. It's not like he's drooling or something but that stare is definitely not 'who-tf-are-you' or 'I'm-going-to-kill-you-and-everyone-you've-ever-met' stare. I know that stare. That's the kind of gaze Stefan used to haunt me with. Wait-why the hell is he looking at me like that? Klaus and me. No way. I'm not Katherine.

"You look beautiful. Both of you." He compliments but it feels like awkward.

"Well, where should we begin." That damn smirk.