4: Maroon
FIGURING OUT WHERE Rosalie was wasn't too difficult after realising she was on the other side of town. It was dark, very late at night she deducted and used her vampire speed to quickly arrive home, slamming the front door behind as she entered, irritating her older brother.
"Why does everyone think it's okay to walk into my house and slam my door." He grumped and stomped down the stairs, "It's not a park available to everyone, especially not- Rosalie!"
The younger vampire rolled her eyes as he zoomed over and wrapped her in a hug.
"Thought I'd take a midnight stroll." She sarcastically mumbled as he stood back and held his sister at arm's length, taking in any potential injuries she might have.
"What happened?! Are you okay?! What did he do to you?! I'll kill him - again!"
"Gees calm down! I'm fine! He just wanted to talk" she shrugged.
"To talk?" Damon asked disbelievingly. "About what?"
"The current political state," Rosalie rolled her eyes.
"Don't sass me," the older Salvatore sighed. "I was worried, I had the witch do a locator spell only to find out you were in Mystic Falls anyway. What is it with my younger siblings today getting themselves in a mess."
The brunette hugged her brother again, just needing some comfort at the moment as she tried to wrap her mind around everything that had happened in the last few hours.
Sensing his sister knew a lot more than she was saying, Damon decided to give it a rest and just breathe for a moment to hold his sister. Both knew she would say something later but for now, holding each other was enough.
"Where's Stefan?" Rosalie mumbled into her brother's chest, his words just registering with her.
"Bloody idiot went and got himself trapped in the tomb because baby Gilbert pulled a 'rescue the moonstone' mission all by himself."
"What!" Rosalie pulled away from her brother. "Why the hell did he think that was a good idea?!"
"I really don't know, human's stupidity nowadays amazes me."
"How can we get him out?"
"Bonnie's working on that," Damon sighed, "hopefully he'll be out in the next few days."
"What about Katherine though? Surely if we lift the spell on the tomb for Stefan, she'll also get out?"
"Exactly our problem," Damon mused.
"Just get Stefan to snap her neck?!" The sister frantically waved her hands around.
Damon grabbed her arms, calming her down slightly.
"We'll sort it tomorrow okay? Now if you're sure you're alright, go get some rest."
Rosalie nodded, agreeing with him, suddenly feeling exhausted after the day she'd had and trudged up the stairs.
***
"Coffee?"
The brunette female nodded as she met her brother in the kitchen the next morning. Handing her a mug, Rosalie took a sip and proceeded to smile at her brother for making it just the way she liked it.
"You look like you've been busy. What's the plan for today then?" She asked moving to sit on the countertop watching her brother mull around the kitchen. "Kill a doppelgänger?"
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Red {Elijah Mikaelson}
FanfictionRosalie Salvatore considered herself as the Queen of New Orleans, along with Marcel Gerard as her king. They rebuilt the city to suit them after a tragic fire at the theatre, causing them both to lose everything but each other. Though when her broth...