A Knick In Time

Freya

Next Day, Noon

Freya Mikaelson is waiting for me in an area of Mystic Falls that doesn't have much to show for, as far as I remember, apart from a few trees and flowers that have been planted here for visual purposes. It's not too far from the town centre, actually, but in a small town like this, nothing ever is.
The Mikaelson witch has shorter hair than I remember. She's wearing skinny jeans and a black shirt. When I approach her, she spends about five seconds staring at my baby bump, sharply inhaling and showing a long range of mixed emotions on her face. Luckily, though, she doesn't say anything.

"It's nice to see you, Elena." she greets me warmly with a smile.

I return the smile, a little cautiously. "Hi Freya. How are you?"

"Oh, I'm good. And you?" she replies.

Although I feel anything but fine, my habits have me reply as it is convention. "I'm fine, thanks."

I believe Freya must have been able to read in my face that I'm not doing too well or maybe she was guessing it beforehand based on the situation, but she raises her eyebrows and gives me a tiny smirk. "I think we both know you're not fine. But, I believe there's something I can do to change that."

"Did you find Elijah?" I ask hopefully.

She gives me an apologetic glance. "No, I'm afraid not. But, about 18 years ago, I helped him establish something just around the corner here. Something that you liked before your little journey, but seeing how things are now, I'm guessing you probably don't know it exists anymore."

"Okay... and what is it?" I'm getting more and more curious about this by the second.

Freya smiles a little and gestures for me to follow her. "Come on. I'll show you."

The streets of Mystic Falls, so far, have actually looked the same to me as they did before. But as I make my way around the next corner with the Mikaelson witch, the area slowly begins to look unfamiliar. According to what I remember from before, there used to be a lot of abandoned and falling-apart buildings in this part of town. However, now, as I look around, I notice that some things have changed. The area seems to be better maintained, for starters, prettier. Like people put an effort in to make this place look nice.

I soon notice that Freya is steering me towards a lovely, light blue painted building that clearly serves as an ice-cream parlor. And a really awesome one too, from the looks of it. The parlor seems to be on the ground level as well as the first floor of the building. It has orange awnings as well as white tables and chairs to go with it and appears to have a great selection of ice-cream and other tuff on the list, based on the long blackboard menu on the left side of the large entrance.
However, as I look closer, there's something infinitely more interesting about this parlor: the name.

The ice-cream parlor is called Gelateria Elena.

"Is this... did Elijah..." I can't ask. I can't say it out loud. It seems too good to be true.