He looked down at the sleeping child in his arms .
She'd been handed over to him by the child protective services an hour ago . He'd been named , alongside his brother, her guardian and had no choice whatsoever ,but to go and collect her .
He had been shocked when he'd first laid his eyes on her . She'd been neglected and underfed ,but that wasn't what had shocked him the most . No,what had shocked him the most was that she looked like a woman from his past .Just in child form.
Her long curly brown hair and brown eyes framed with long eyelashes made his breath caught in his throat . She was indeed a beautiful little girl.
She looked like a doll to him . One of those porcelain ones . Or like a little angel.
Her birth certificate told him that she was only a year old,that she was born the previous year and it also stated that she was British born .
She'd been holding onto a mangy looking teddy bear when he'd set eyes on her . And she had been dressed in clothes that had seen better days .
He'd brought her to his New York apartment and had given her a bath . She didn't seem to like it ,but hadn't cried or screamed once as he made sure that she was cleaned up and dressed in a grey T-shirt of him for the night .
He'll go out and buy her some new clothes in the morning , but for now his T-shirt will do . Even if it was too big for her .
She'd fallen asleep in his arms when he'd been about to take her to her room .
It was strange how quickly she fell asleep . Almost like she was very tired or like he'd drugged her or something.
One small hand was wrapped around his jacket's lapel .
He smiled as he bend his head closer to her taking in the soapy smell and the unmistakable smell of her blood pumping through her veins .
Atleast the soapy smell overshadowed it a bit .
I'll need to lay her down in her room now , unless I want to lose control , she's my responsibility now until I can find Damon to help me with her .Gmf ,I suppose I'd never know where he's gone to ,he thinks while he walked towards the second room in his apartment .
It was slightly smaller than the other one ,but for a child as small as this one it'll have to do .
The bed seemed too big for her now as he laid her down on it . Another thing he'd have to buy in the morning . A smaller bed with railings so she'd not fall off at night .
A wave of protectiveness washed over him and he wondered if he shouldn't just keep her with him for this one night until he'd bought the bed.
He'll be extra careful to not lay on her or anything and he could monitor her throughout the night .
Shaking his head at his own thoughts he decides to get heavy enough cushions to make a makeshift railing . He couldn't risk it to let her sleep in his bed . What if he squashed her to death?!.No,no that would certainly not do .
While Stefan Salvatore left the room to find such cushions for the girl's bed ,the little one shifted in her sleep .
She snuggled deeper into the T-shirt that was many sizes too big for her .
It was warm like a blanket . Not that it was cold at this time of the night . Summer was in full swing leaving the nights to be warm . Sometimes too warm to even use a blanket.
When Stefan walked back into the room she was still fast asleep . A smile grazed his lips as he packed the cushions strategically and then left to go to his own room to write a letter to his brother . He knew that it was foolish to write one since he didn't know where his brother was , but once he knew he could simply post it .
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The Döppelganger Witch
FanfictionWhen Stefan Salvatore promised to take care of Rachella he never thought he'd see the day that he'd have to send her off to Britain to a school for Witchcraft and Wizardry.