A Second Chance.

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The sounds of sirens filled the crisp night air as ambulances rushed to the aid of a young woman who hikers had found at the bottom of a hill covered in blood and dirt not far from an open grave, as if she clawed her way out of it. The EMT's loaded the poor woman onto the gurney and she happened to mumble a name. Thalia petrova. Sheriff Forbs had only heard that name once before, but the last name did not match but what was the coincident of having two women named Thalia in a small town like Mystic Falls. Thalia Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson's partner in crime and Damon Salvatore's lady friend. She wasn't sure if Thalia and Damon were dating but she knew he and her were close. This being the number one reason she pulled out her cell phone and called Damon instead of Klaus. "Hello." The voice mumbled from the other line. "Damon I need you to meet me at the hospital now, my officers found a woman who was buried alive with no memory of anything before today." The sheriff warned. "And your telling me because?" Damon asked agitated from the other line. "She's completely human and she managed to say one name before she lost consciousness, Thalia. And I have only heard of one Thalia." She stated. "I'll be there in five." Damon said huskily before hanging up.

~*~Damon POV~*~

I walked into the hospital at a fast pace. Liz had warned me about a young woman found who somehow knew Thalia, Thalia didn't have many friends so I was very interested. "Liz?" I called as my eyes landed on her. "Damon she's in here." Liz gestured to a door she was standing next to. As I went to go in Liz stopped me. "What are you doing?" I questioned. "It's just that she has no memory of her life Damon." Liz stated. "I got that the first time you said it over the phone." I said sarcastically. "Yes I know, its just that... does Thalia have a sister or a cousin, someone who is blood related to her?" Liz questioned. "No, her sister died a long time ago why?" Liz sighed and looked in my eyes. "She looks a hell of a lot like Thalia, except her eyes, they're brown." Liz stated as she opened the door and my mouth dropped. It was like I was looking right at Thalia sleeping in the hospital bed. The features were so similar it was eerie yet she looked just as much like Elena. "You said you found her by a grave? Where?" I questioned. "What, do you know who she is?" Liz questioned and I nodded. "She's Thalia's sister, Thira."

 ~*~Thalia POV~*~

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~*~Thalia POV~*~

"Thalia who's your favorite?" Kol sang as he tugged on the lapels of his suit jacket. "Sorry Kol, that trick doesn't work on me either." I said absentmindedly as I flipped through a magazine. Finn, Rebekah and Elijah chuckled. It was beyond strange having the family back in one piece, but I couldn't be more grateful to see everyone together at least after I calmed down. Before I was beyond pissed but after a few moments in Klaus's arms I managed to relax. Esther was currently in the midst of planning a huge ball in the mansion and planned on inviting the entire town. Finn, Elijah, and Kol were getting their suits altered while Rebekah and I were getting our nails and toes painted. "She learned from the best." Rebekah examined her nails and shooed her manicurist away to then start on my pedicure. "Oh please, Rebekah." Kol scoffed. "Besides, I am the most handsome son of this lot." The siblings and I rolled my eyes. "You should marry a mirror, Kol." I smirked and Rebekah laughed aloud while Kol just scoffed at me. Klaus pushed through the doors of the room, stalking towards Rebekah. "You went after Elena?" "Did you rip her to pieces?" I asked snidely. "What is wrong with you?" He growled. "Here we go." Rebekah smirked. "Do you want another dagger in your heart?" He asked heatedly. "Again with the dagger threats?" Kol chimed in. "Don't you have any other tricks?" "Oh, go back to staring at yourself!" Klaus scoffed. "And who are you, my father?" He quipped. "No, Kol, but you're in my house." The brothers were now standing face to face, practically growling each other down. "Then perhaps we should go outside." Kol suggested and both Rebekah and I rolled our eyes at her brother's immaturity. "Enough!" Esther's voice made the brothers bickering stop. "Niklaus and Thalia, come." Both of us followed Esther into a room away from the siblings. "Rebekah wasn't even out of her box a day before she tried to ruin my life. What happened to peace, acceptance, family?" Klaus grumbled. "You put daggers in their hearts. You want them to get down on their knees and kiss your feet for reuniting them?" His mother chided. "So it's a crime to want our family to be as we were?" He asked. "You need to give it time, Niklaus. I've had a thousand years on the other side to heal. I'm here to make sure this family does the same." Esther explained. "I just don't understand. I killed you, and you still forgive me." Klaus whimpered. "It's been my dream for a thousand years that this family could be as one. Forgiveness is not a chore. It's a gift." She nodded softly. "Now, go back with your siblings. You need to get ready for tonight." "You're lucky I'm even going." Klaus murmured and sulked out of the room. Esther then turned to me, stroking my cheek. "Come, my dear." Esther instructed. "What are you wearing to the ball tonight?" "I'm not going." I replied with a shrug. "You sound like Niklaus." The witch shook her head. "Ladies," She called and a group of maids bustled into the room with gowns of every type and color. "Which one do you like, Thalia?" "Must you dote on me?" I sighed "I always have. You were always like a daughter to me. I tried to give you everything I could." Esther said. "The black one." I mumbled hesitantly, something about her felt off to me and I didn't like it at all. We were close but she betrayed me when she let Mikeal kill my child and curse me and Klaus. Perhaps maybe she did want to be family again but I could never forgive her.

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