Evelyn Gilbert (TVD)

Blood Brothers

(Edited)

Evelyn

"Did you ever figure out what this thing is?" I ask, examining the invention in my hand. Damon comes up from behind me, grabs it from my hand, and looks at it.

"Nope. Whatever it is, it doesn't work," he replies, disappointed. I walk over to the couch and grab my cardigan.

"Pearl didn't say anything else about it?" Elena questions, putting her clothes together.

"She thought she was stealing his vampire compass, but it was a pocket watch." He sighs. "That Johnathan Gilbert was a crazy scientist," he adds. "Have you spoken to your uncle lately?" He asks, looking between us.

"Nope, for obvious reasons." I shake my head.

"I've been avoiding him, actually. That, and we've been here most nights," Elena answers.

"So you'll be here again tonight?" Damon questions.

"Of course, who else would I bother?" I reply as I sit down.

"Is that a problem?" Elena asks.

"Yes." he nods. "You're a complete nuisance." Elena chuckles, putting her bag over her shoulder.

"We'll see you later." I smile, picking up my bag.

~~~

Elena is in her room grabbing clothes, and talking to Damon on the phone while Evelyn gets stuff she needs from her room.

"Evelyn and I are just grabbing clothes, and then we'll be right over. How's Stefan?" Elena questions, going through her drawer.

"Extra broody. Hold on." The line goes silent for a moment. "He won't eat anything," Damon says.

"He has to eat. What's his favorite...kind of, um..." Elena trails off awkwardly.

"His favorite kind of what?" Damon asks, slightly amused.

"Type of animal blood he prefers?" Elena questions.

"Ew! Gross," Damon jokes.

Evelyn gasped, making Elena jump. "Maybe it's bunnies?" She says in amusement as she sits on Elena's bed.

Elena scoffs. "Your jokes don't help," she tells them.

"Helps me. Now, hurry up. I can't babysit all night. I have things to do," Damon says.

"I would say, drop dead, but..." Elena trails off.

"Ha, ha. Stefan likes...puppy blood. Little golden retriever puppies with cute, fluffy ears. That's his favorite," Damon answers in amusement, smiling from hearing Evelyn laugh in the background. Elena scoffs before hanging up.

Elena closes her closet door, and they see John standing there. "Uncle John. You're still here," Evelyn says, disappointed.

"I didn't see you there," Elena tells him.

"I thought we could talk. We haven't had the chance to catch up." Evelyn glares at him as he walks into the room.

"We're actually heading out, so..." Elena trails off.

"Yeah, and I think we're good without catching up." Evelyn gets up from the bed.

"Well, it won't take long," he says. They stop walking and turn to face him to see him picking up a picture of their parents.

"What did you want to talk about?" Elena asks.

"Well...I know, you know." He nods, looking between them.