Brooklyn Gilbert is the younger sister of Elena Gilbert, Just by 9 months. Her parents previously passed away in a car crash, leaving her and her two siblings with her aunt Jenna. While Elena and Jeremy struggle with the loss, Brooklyn or Brooke is...
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Stefan and Brooklyn were snuggled up spooning in Stefan's bed asleep. Last night's events had taken it out of the two. Brooklyn soon woke up, smiling at the strong arms wrapped around her. She stirred slightly, waking up the boy behind her. He leaned up to kiss her cheek as Brooklyn pulled him tighter towards her.
"Mmm." Brooklyn moaned as Stefan kissed down her jaw and to her neck, "Good morning, Mr Salvatore."
"Morning," he smiled against her skin, "I could get used to this."
"Me too." She smiled, "Good morning, Damon." She announced as Stefan instantly rose to the sound of his brothers voice, "Rise and shine, sleepyheads." Damon smirked, surprised the girl knew he was there.
Stefan glared at his brother as Brooke sat up, instantly covering himself and her. "What are you doing?" He growled to the elder of the two.
Damon rolled his eyes, "Oh, stop being smutty." He teased as Brooklyn laughed.
Stefan's glare hardened, "Seriously, get out of here!" He said as he felt Brooklyn snuggle closer.
"If I see something I haven't seen before, I'll throw a dollar at it." Damon replied.
"You haven't seen me naked?" Brooklyn countered, "If I stand up will I get a dollar?"
"Brooks?!" Stefan exclaimed, while Damon and Brooke shared a laugh to his expense.
"Now listen," Damon got serious, "we have some very important business to discuss."
"Okay go ahead, Chief" Brooke spoke impassively.
Damon rolled his eyes at the nickname, he stood up from the end of the bed, "So, in order to open the tomb, we need to find the journal to get the grimoire to undo the spells." He pointed at Brooke next, "First things first-since you are Brooklyn Gilbert, you're on journal duty."
Stefan looked at Brooke, "You don't have to do anything that you don't want to do."
She sighed waving him off, "I'll look for it tonight." She closed her eyes and snuggled deeper into his embrace.
Damon smiled gratefully, "Good."
"How do we know that this journal will hold the location of the grimoire?" Stefan frowned, "We're really going to take the word of this vampire? He seemed like a bit of a dimwit"
"In lieu of any other options." Damon raised an eyebrow at him.
Brooke opened one eye, "And what if I did?"
"I'd ignore the stupidity." Damon spoke and she snorted.
"Do you know what a grimoire is Brooks?" Stefan asked.
