I had gotten off the flight from St.Petersburg, Russia and landed in Mystic Falls International Airport.
I got off the seat of my 1st class column on the plane, took my luggage and got out. I compelled the guy at security to let me go without checking my stuff because it was a waste of time.
Then I went into the bag checked place to get the rest of my luggage.
"It's about time you came back." Klaus said.
I turn around and see my whole family. Just standing there. They haven't looked as different. But they surely have changed.
"Sister, it's been so long." Britta said while embracing me into a hug
Everyone had hugged me and given me kisses on the cheeks and stuff like that, but then there was Kol, just standing in the back.
"Kol, brother aren't you going to welcome me home?" Katiya asked.
"Of course darling, I've saved the best for last." He answered.
His usually cocky self, I haven't fully forgiven my brother for killing me. We are all family, we stab each other in the back, lock up each other in a coffin for a certain amount of years, we almost nearly kill each other, we throw each other off of buildings and quarrel and bicker all the time but we are still family. And I guess I'm going to have to find a way to forgive him. It's been over 900 years, long enough.
"Hello brother, it's been such a long time."
I come over and hug him.
It wasn't a loving warm hug, it was a stiff and awkward hug.
Most of them don't know he killed me. They just thought he turned me. He did both but let his anger get the best of him.
It's always has. He's been through it all, he's flipped of his humanity more times than he's had it on.
"Ya proshchaytu tbya brat"
I said as I whispered under my breath.
Which meant "I forgive you brother in Russian."
He understood it and nodded slightly on my shoulder while we hugged and said
"Spasibo sestru"
Which meant "Thank you, sister" in Russian.
The rest didn't bother to ask what we had said in Russian. Only Britta would probably understand it.
"vsegda i navsegda" (always and forever in Russian) I muttered under my breath when we all walked out of the airport, Klaus was carrying my luggage and Rebekah and Britta were next to me all of them looked happy I guess. Then I saw someone else come out of another car from the air port. And she was a old friend of mine.
"Hello Katerina Petrova, it's been a long time best friend." I said with a smile.
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