'I believe that your soul and my soul are very good friends.'
'What are you saying?'
'I have waited a thousand years to meet you, Isabelle.'
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Oc x Kalus Mikaelson x Elijah Mikaelson (soulmates trope)
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'No, Bonnie, I don't care how you get it done. We need to find her now, I don't trust Elijah.'
Damon's angry voice greeted her as soon as she entered the Salvatore home. Making her way into the living room she was met with the annoyed vampire, a phone in one hand and a glass of bourbon in the other.
'Never mind.' Damon said when his blue eyes finally spotted her across the room.
He didn't bother waiting for an answer or saying goodbye as he hung up on the witch. Isa was surprised when he stepped forward and brought her into a hug, a very uncharacteristic show of affection on his part. If he had noticed another man's clothes on her, he didn't not comment on it as he buried his head in her hair, the stress and worry finally leaving his body.
Isa returned the hug, letting his familiar smell bring her comfort. It was rare for Damon to admit or show that he cared about people, so she understood he must have truly been scared for her well being if he allowed himself the gesture of affection.
'I'm okay.' Isa reassured him as she stepped away, breaking the embrace.
Was she okay? She wasn't really sure, but in all honesty Isa didn't want to think about it. She was willing to bury it deep and try to never think about it again. It was a bad habit she had, worry about everybody else's problems while pretending her own didn't exist.
'Still, I am not leaving you out of my sight.' He took another sip of his drink. 'How many times have you been kidnapped in the past week?'
Isa smiled, crossing her arms.
'Less than Elena.' She responded before taking a moment to look around. 'Speaking of...where is lover boy?' She voiced her question.
Isa had expected Stefan to be the one worried about her safety, her well being. When she refused breakfast with Elijah, she had pictured running home, straight into his arms. He would hold her and all her worries and fears would vanish. Since the day she had been forced into this life, Stefan had been her anchor as she was his. But he wasn't there...Maybe he was out looking for her, yes, that must have been it.
'He and Elena left for a few days, a little getaway.' Damon informed her.
'Oh.' Was all she could respond as she fought the pain from showing on her face.
He hadn't waited to see if she was safe. He left, no text, no missed call. She had just been kidnapped and yet Stefan wasn't there. She played with her daylight ring, in an attempt to push her anxiety away. Had she done something?
A conversation she had with Katherine came back to her.
'I will always choose Stefan.' Isa said, a determined look on her face.
The way Katherine stared at her with something almost like pity. She understood the girl, the cruel irony of the situation.
