Hosie~ One Shots

Reflections Of Our Future

Hope Mikaelson wandered through the hallways of the Salvatore School, her mind heavy with the recent battle that had left her feeling more isolated than ever. She had always carried the burden of being the tribrid—the only one of her kind—but tonight, the weight felt unbearable. Seeking solace, she found herself drawn to the artifact room, a place filled with relics of power and mystery.

The room was filled with ancient artifacts, each one humming with latent power. Hope's eyes scanned the shelves, her mind distracted by the thoughts swirling within her. As she browsed, her eyes fell upon a small, intricately carved jewelry box. Something about it called to her. She reached out, her fingers grazing the surface, and suddenly, a bright light engulfed her. The room vanished, and she found herself in an unfamiliar, yet strangely comforting space.

The new environment was a far cry from the dark artifact room. It was a sunlit, cozy parlor, elegantly furnished with plush chairs and soft lighting. The air was warm and inviting, and in the center of the room stood a tall, ornate mirror. Its frame was adorned with symbols that seemed to pulse with an inviting glow. Curiosity piqued, Hope stepped closer, peering into the mirror.

Her reflection stared back at her, clear and sharp, but as she continued to look, the image began to shift and swirl. Slowly, a new scene came into focus. Hope watched in awe as the mirror showed her a beautiful home filled with warmth and love. She saw herself, older and more at peace, sitting on a cozy couch. Beside her was Josie Saltzman, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, a radiant smile lighting up her face. They looked so happy, so content.

The vision in the mirror continued to unfold. Hope and Josie were in a sun-drenched living room, decorated with personal touches that spoke of a shared life. Family photos lined the walls, capturing moments of joy and love. As Hope's heart swelled, she noticed movement out of the corner of her eye. Two children, a boy and a girl, ran into the room, their laughter ringing like music. The boy had Josie's eyes and Hope's mischievous grin, while the girl had Hope's determination and Josie's gentleness. They were a family—a real, loving family. The vision was so vivid, so real, that Hope could almost feel the warmth of Josie's hand in hers and hear the children's joyful chatter.

Hope's breath caught in her throat as she watched the scene play out. The boy, who looked to be about five years old, was building a tower with colorful blocks, his face scrunched up in concentration. The girl, a few years older, was drawing at a small table, her brows furrowed in the same determined way Hope's often were.

"Mommy, look!" the boy called out, his tower standing precariously tall.

"That's amazing, sweetheart," Josie said, her voice filled with pride. She ruffled the boy's hair affectionately, her smile widening as she looked over at Hope.

"He's got your focus," Hope said, her voice soft with love.

"And he's got your stubbornness," Josie replied, her eyes twinkling.

The girl looked up from her drawing, her eyes—Hope's eyes—shining with excitement. "Mom, can we go to the park later?"

"Of course, we can, darling," Hope said, feeling a rush of warmth. "As soon as we're done here."

The scene shifted again, showing the family at the park. The boy was chasing after a butterfly, his laughter infectious, while the girl was climbing a tree with Josie's encouragement. Hope stood back, watching with a content smile, her heart swelling with pride and love.

As the vision faded, Hope felt tears welling up in her eyes. She had seen a glimpse of a future she had never dared to hope for—a future filled with love, happiness, and a family. The mirror had shown her what her heart truly desired: a life with Josie, where they were not only partners but also parents to two wonderful children.

But how could she make this vision a reality? The magic of the mirror had shown her what could be, but it was up to her to take the steps to make it happen. With a newfound determination, Hope closed her eyes and concentrated on returning to the real world. When she opened them again, she was back in the artifact room, the jewelry box still in her hand. She placed it back on the shelf with a reverent touch, her mind racing with possibilities.

Hope left the artifact room with a sense of purpose she hadn't felt in a long time. She needed to find Josie. She needed to tell her everything.

Hope found Josie in the library, engrossed in a spell book. Her heart raced as she approached, the vision from the mirror fresh in her mind.

"Josie," Hope said softly, her voice trembling with emotion.

Josie looked up, surprised by the intensity in Hope's eyes. "Hope, what's wrong?"

Hope took a deep breath, the words spilling out in a rush. "I found this magical object, a mirror. It showed me something—something incredible. It showed me a future with you, Josie. A future where we're together, with two beautiful kids. It felt so real, so right."

Josie's eyes widened, her own heart pounding. "Hope, are you saying...?"

"I'm saying that I love you, Josie. I think I always have. And I want that future. I want us to be together, to build a life together."

Tears filled Josie's eyes as she stood up, closing the distance between them. "I love you too, Hope. I've wanted this for so long."

They embraced, holding each other tightly, the vision from the mirror a promise of what could be. In that moment, they both knew that they were on the path to creating the future they had seen—a future filled with love, laughter, and a family that would endure through any challenge.

Over the following weeks, Hope and Josie began to talk more openly about their feelings and their dreams for the future. They started to spend more time together, building the foundation of their relationship. The other students at the Salvatore School noticed the change, the way Hope and Josie seemed inseparable, their bond growing stronger each day.

One evening, as they sat on the porch of the Salvatore School watching the sunset, Josie turned to Hope. "Do you think the future you saw is really possible?" she asked, her voice filled with hope and a touch of uncertainty.

Hope took Josie's hand in hers, squeezing it gently. "I do, Josie. I believe that if we want it, we can make it happen. We'll have to face challenges, but as long as we're together, I know we can do it."

Josie smiled, leaning her head on Hope's shoulder. "Then let's make that future ours," she said softly.

The years passed, and Hope and Josie's love only deepened. They faced many trials together, but each one only served to strengthen their bond. Eventually, they moved into a cozy house that felt like a true home, filled with warmth and love. It wasn't long before they got two beautiful children, a boy with Josie's eyes and Hope's grin, and a girl with Hope's determination and Josie's gentleness.

Their home was filled with laughter and love, just as the mirror had shown. Hope and Josie found joy in the everyday moments—building block towers, drawing pictures, and playing at the park. They cherished their family and the life they had built together, grateful for every moment.

In the end, the enchanted mirror had shown Hope her heart's true desire, and with Josie by her side, she had made that vision a reality. They had created a future filled with love, happiness, and a family that would endure through any challenge. And as they watched their children grow, Hope and Josie knew that they had found their true home—in each other.