The Secrets

Gearing Up For The Mikaelsons

There stood Caroline and Bonnie, who were still in their pyjamas. "Damon!" The blonde groaned, as she bought her bags inside. "Stop, calling me Buffy!" She complained, as she grabbed a blood bag from her waist band.

Damon let out a sigh, while he helped Bonnie with her bags. "Last time I checked, this is my house, blondie and I'll call you whatever I like." He snickered, as he dropped the bag by the sofa.

The witch glared the vampire down, as Stefan shut the door. What was the point of taking her bags if he was just going to drop them? "Funny." The Bennett commented, as she began to pop every vein in the Damon's tiny little brain.

The vampire, dropped to the floor in an instant, letting out a screech, as he did so. "Bonnie! Stop!" Damon cowered, holding his head in his hands. "I get it. I get it." He repeated, his veins still popping.

Elena gave the witch a look, before taking a swift look at Damon. "Bonnie, don't you think that's enough." Elena commented, suggesting the Bennett witch to leave him alone.

"Fine." She sighed, releasing Damon's veins from her control. "But only because this is your home." The Bennett said, in a stern voice.
"You disrespect me or my stuff, again and I will kill you." Bonnie threatened him, with a smile.

"Not a morning person, got it." Damon muttered, as he scrambled up from the floor, while his brother laughed. "You know what, I'm just gonna go up to my room." The vampire announced, as he poured himself a cup of bourbon. "And I'm gonna need a nap, if I'm going to spend the day with the Mikaelsons."

"Well, you won't be missed." Caroline spoke, quietly, however loud enough for the blue eyed Salvatore to hear.

"Ouch, Buffy." Damon laughed, knowing Caroline hated it. "Anyways, I'll be off on my merry way to my room. So, do as you please, or don't. I don't care." The vampire told the group, as he took himself and his bourbon upstairs.

The blonde vampire turned to Stefan. "You don't understand, how much I want to kill your brother." She told him, after she took the last sip from her blood bag.

Stefan let out a laugh. "Couldn't agree more. I feel as if Damon brings that out in people." The Salvatore smiled, as he held Elena's hand.

Bonnie rubbed her eyes, she was still so tired, as she had stayed up late to practice more spells. "Have you got anything to eat?" The witch asked, her arms wrapped around her stomach.

Elena nodded. "We have cookies." The doppelgänger smiled, as she took Bonnie's hand and brought her to the kitchen, while the others followed.

All four of them, picked up a warm cookie and took a bite. "Who even is Evelyn?" Caroline asked, her mouth still full of the cookie.

Stefan gave Elena a look, prompting her to talk first, so she did. "Elijah told me how Evelyn reminds him of me. He said the girl was lovely, innocent and pure. Apparently, she wouldn't hurt a soul, even when she became an original." The girl said, speaking softly, with a smile on her face.

Caroline played with her blonde hair. "So, do you know her story?" Caroline asked, the blonde was intrigued in Evelyn, almost as much as Elena was.

The doppelgänger gave her two friends a frown, knowing they thought they were going to know a lot more. "No," Elena shook her head. "Elijah only knows up to 1219, as that's the year she ran or got taken." The brunette told them, as she pulled herself up a chair. "However, I got the story of they met." She gave a small smile, as she got up to pour herself  some of apple juice. "When him and Klaus, were kids, they saw a girl, with long blonde hair. She was abandoned, well, they were abandoned. As, it wasn't just her, but her twin sister was there with her. The two boys carried them home but only Evelyn made it to the next day." Tears ran down Elena's cheek as she spoke. "I'm just gonna go, outside. I need a breather." Elena told them as she walked away.