Gracelynn Liliana Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore's four year old half vampire half witch daughter. Birthed by a witch who used Stefan to create a child she wanted to use as a sacrifice. Stefan saved her and decided to raise her and give a life full of...
Gracie sits in her dad's arms as he talks to Elena "What are you? What are you?" Elena asks. "You know." Stefan responds. "No, I don't." she tells him. "Yes, you do, or you wouldn't be here." he counters. "It's not possible. It can't be." Elena denies. "Everything you know...And every belief that you have is about to change. Are you ready for that?" Stefan asks her. "What are you?" Elena repeats. "I'm a vampire." Stefan responds honestly. "I shouldn't have come." Elena tells him, going to leave. "No. Please." he tells her. Elena tries to run away but Stefan speeds in front of her, still holding Gracie "No. No. How did you do that?" Elena asks. "Please don't be afraid of me." Stefan pleads. "Let me go." she tells him. "No. Elena, there's things that you have to know and understand." he tries. "Let me go!" Elena shouts. "Elena, please." Stefan tries again. Elena gets into her car and drives away "Daddy?" Gracie asks. Stefan hesitates "Can you go find your shoes while I get your coat?" he asks her. Gracie nods and runs off to get her shoes from the corridor as Stefan speeds up to her room to get her coat.
Stefan helps her get her shoes and coat on before speeding to Elena's house, going to her room "Elena." he says. She tries to run out of her room until Stefan pushes the door shut and corners her against the door "I would never hurt you. You're safe with me." he assures her. "All those animal attacks, those people who died..." Elena starts. "No. That was Damon!" Stefan tells her. "Damon?" she asks. "Yes. I don't drink human blood. That's not how I choose to survive, but Damon does! I'll explain everything to you, but I beg you, Elena, do not tell anybody." Stefan pleads. "How can you ask me that?" Elena asks. "Because you knowing this is dangerous for so many reasons. You can hate me, but I need you to trust me." Stefan explains. "Just go. Just go, please. Go. If you mean me no harm, then you'll go!" Elena tells him. "I never wanted this." he tells her before leaving.
Gracie rests her head sleepily against her dad's shoulder as he gets a phone call "Hello?" he asks. "I want my ring." Damon tells him. "Where are you?" Stefan asks. "I'm at the sizzler. I had the buffet. Where's my ring?" he responds. "I don't have it. Where are you? What have you done?" Stefan questions. "No, what have you done? You're the one that locked me in the basement and starved me, so whatever I've done, whoever I've sucked dry is on you, buddy." Damon retorts. "You're being careless. How many more animal attacks is this town gonna believe, huh?" Stefan tells her. "I know how to cover my tracks, Stefan. Where's my ring?" Damon asks. "I gave it to Zach to hide. Probably shouldn't have killed him." Stefan responds. "...Ah, you almost got me. Where is it?" Damon questions. "I'll get it back, but I need time." Stefan sighs. "What, did you FedEx it to Rome?! Where is it? I want my ring, Stefan, or my next stop's Elena's." Damon threatens. "I already want you dead. Don't give me another reason to make it happen." Stefan retorts. "Don't give me another reason to rip you apart." Damon counters. "Yeah? Is that gonna be before or after you get your ring back?" Stefan asks. "Just get it." Damon tells him, hanging up. Gracie whines, nuzzling into Stefan's neck "I know baby, it's just for tonight." he tells her stroking her hair as he looks at Elena's house, protecting Elena and her family from Damon.
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