Just Another Love Story (Damon & Stefan Salvatore)

Part 19

We are in England now! When Rick said he was a nervous flyer, he wasn't wrong. Sam is so happy that we are here. We just arrived at Holland's place. The door opened and stood a beautiful redhead woman.

"Rick! It's so good to see you." She gave Rick a hug right away.

"Hello Holland." Rick chuckled as they let go. She looked at Sam and I.

"So this must be Skye and Sam." She smiled.

"Hi." I smiled.

"Well come in. It's a bit cold out there." She stepped aside and let us in. She shut the door behind us, "So Skye you're a banshee?" She questioned and looked at me.

"Yes." I nodded.

"And Sam, I'm glad you're here."

"Well she's my sister." Sam grinned.

"You're not just learning about her when your here." She told him.

"Wait, what?" Rick is confused.

"Sam, you're a kelpie right?" She looked at Sam. I heard someone walking downstairs, "Well Sam, this is Dylan." A man walked downstairs.

"Sam, I'm also a kelpie." Dylan smiled then shook Sam's hand.

"I didn't know you knew a kelpie?" Rick questioned.

"We've only been friends for a little while. I didn't bring it up because I wanted to give you at least one surprise considering you came all the way to England." She smiled at Rick. He smiled then chuckled a bit.

"Thank you."

"Why don't you go upstairs. There are bedrooms up there for you to stay in." She told us. Sam and I nodded a bit then headed upstairs.

It's the next day and Holland and Dylan are talking to Sam and I separately. Sam is going to Dylan's place. Rick is contemplating on who to stay with.

"Rick, go. I'll be fine here." I told Rick as he was standing at the door and looked out at Sam and Dylan.

"I don't want to leave you." Rick looked at me.

"Rick, go with Sam. We don't know much about Dylan. Sam's gonna need you. I'll be good. You trust Holland." I grinned. Rick seemed worried.

"Ok, but after this, I'm never going to leave you again." He told me then gave me a hug. He makes it sound like he's leaving for a week. It's only a couple of hours. Rick let go then went to Dylan's car. Right before Rick got in he looked at me. I gave a small grin then shut the front door.

"He's very protective of you, isn't he?" I turned around and Holland walked over with a grin.

"Yeah, it's a long story." I told her as I walked into her living room.

"What? Did your dad die or something?" She let out a tiny chuckle.

"Yes. My father died." I told her.

"Oh, my apologies. I didn't know."

"Don't apologize."

"Did you scream?" She wondered.

"Yes." I responded. She came over then sat on a couch.

"Do you know what type of banshee you are? Rick never told me."

"I'm a silver banshee." I told her and she immediately looked surprised. She didn't respond right away like I thought she would. She just looked at me.

"I'm sorry. I've only heard about silver banshees. I thought they were a myth but I guess not." Great, she probably doesn't know anything to help me out.