Old Flames - Klaus Mikaelson

2011 - Long overdue reunions

The date today was the 20th of June, 2011
Around 2.45pm

Mystic falls was an old town, almost as old as myself, it definitely lives up to its name as for centuries the town has homed witches, vampires, werewolves, doppelgängers and every other 'mystical' being that has ever existed — no wonder Stefan has found him self back there after all this time.

The roofs down, the suns shining the golden glow caressing my cheeks, chest and bare arms, wind blowing my freshly blow dried hair in every which way cooling me down, I'm driving at what feels like a million miles an hour for what seems to be the longest car ride of my life and Where love lives by Alison Limerick, David Morales and Frankie Knuckles is blaring through the radio in my 1960's baby blue Cadillac.

Oh how I miss the fucking 90s this song is taking me right back to Detroit 1992 honestly it's up there with one of my favourite decades.

I'm travelling from New York City today the big apple all the way to the mysterious town of Mystic falls, Virgina and the reason it feels like this has been the longest car journey of my life could be the fact I've drove almost seven hours so it is the longest drive I've done it quite some time.

Okay so what you might of taken a few pit stops on the way but a girl needs to feed.

Im currently on my way to reunite with my favourite brothers, they have recently moved back home and we are well overdue a very by the sounds of it needed catch up.

Oh how I've missed these two even Damon surprisingly, it's been too long the idea of seeing my life long friends is the only thing making this drive some what bearable.

There's a vibrating noise I can hear faintly over the music with my heightened hearing.

Speaking of the devil here he is calling me right now.

I reach into my bag and root around the many lipglosses, lipliners, a lighter in there, cigarettes, loose dollar bills and coins, even a blood bag and the many other bits of clutter amongst other nooks and crannies I cart around in this fucking bag; whilst trying to keep an eye on this forest country lane in the middle of nowhere finally feeling my phone and answering the call just in time before it rings out.

"Meave where are you!" Damon whines down the phone impatiently "we miss you hurry up,"

"You'll be delighted to know I'm currently driving across Wickery bridge so I'll be seeing you in five," I tell him turning down the radio slightly "I am so excited to see my favourite Salvatore brother."

"I can hear you, you know!" Stefan shouts in the back ground.

"I meant you!" I laugh shouting back shaking my head.

"Fuck off and hurry up will you," Stefan said "we have loads of very expensive aged bourbon waiting with a glass with your name on," the older Salvatore added in before the they cut me off, of course they do, I've actually grown to like bourbon over the years maybe they've finally rubbed off on me or my tastebuds have finally grown up.

Did I mention Stefan has a girlfriend?

A human girlfriend.

I can't remember the last time Stefan was in love I am over the moon for him honestly! He deserves happiness more than anyone I have ever known or loved.

Excited isn't even the word I'm feeling, Elena is her name she's a doppelgänger, of course she nothing is ever simple when dealing with the Salvatore brothers; wouldn't have it any other way life has been a bit boring lately I could use the entertainment.

Here it is the Salvatore boarding house is in my view in all its glory, nostalgia takes over as all memories from the past flood my mind of our summers spent here over the years I can't help but smile reminiscing as I take it all in again.