Mrs Mikaelson

Epilogue

I'm aware the timing doesn't really work but let's just pretend it does for the sake of the story.
Immobulus also means motionless - I couldn't find a paralysis spell from the show
Glacies also means ice in Latin according to google translate.

Just wanted to thank everyone for reading this story. And considering I went from 150k words to 202k I'd say it's definitely been upgraded and improved. So I hope you enjoyed it. 😊

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"I'm back," Katherine sang as she strutted through the door of the Salvatore boarding house and she effortlessly caught the poker that was thrown at her. The smile hadn't left her face as she began to twirl the metal rod around. Her gaze fixed on the couple in the living room.

"Even in your old age, you shouldn't have been able to catch that," Damon pointed out and Katherine's grin only grew wider if it was even possible.

"What are you doing here Katherine?" Elena asked, sitting on the sofa where her boyfriend had been seconds ago when she discovered that the intruder had only been Katherine. The vampire had been MIA since they'd seen her last in Pennsylvania and she hadn't been missed as she left them to deal with Silas whom Stefan had only been able to kill after he found out that Amara, the person the doppelgangers descended from and his one true love had died.

"I thought I'd pop in and see if you guys are still alive. And sadly you are, but not for much longer," Katherine remarked.

"And how do you know what's happening here?" asked Stefan's voice as he walked in from the pool table room.

"Ah, Stefan do join us," she sang as the younger Salvatore took slow steps to his brother's side. "I was just saying how disappointed I am that you three still continue to defy death. I mean, Caroline's dead, Tyler's dead, Jeremy's dead, Matty Blue is dead, who's left? You three and Bonnie, right? Tsk, tsk. We can't be having that."

"So you're here to kill us?" Stefan clarified as Katherine's eyes sparkled. "Seems to lack your usual level of Katherine flair."

"Katherine flair?" she questioned, unable to kill her smile.

"It seems too easy," Damon said distrustingly, his eyes narrowed at the face of his first love which wasn't too dissimilar to the face of his second love because they had the same face. "Where's the multi-layered plan to pit us against each other? You pretending to be Elena and trying to trick us? What game are you playing Katherine?"

Katherine's smile was cheeky. "A fun one," she answered. "And I'll have you know that there's only one person on this planet who's never been fooled by my impersonation or vice versa."

"And let me guess, if we get said person, i.e. my hero-haired, broody, little brother, to take you on a date and hold your hand and pretend to be your boyfriend, you won't kill us?" Damon guessed and Katherine let out a small giggle before it turned into all-out laughter as she pressed her fingers to her lips.

"Please, enlighten us as to what's so funny," Elena snapped as Damon sank into the couch next to her, his arm resting along the backrest.

"Wow, I'm a better actress than I thought," she said between laughs, still holding the poker.

"Meaning?" Stefan prompted, still standing.

"That you still think that I love you. That I ever loved you. And that you think that I'm going to let you live because of it."

Their collective brows furrowed.

"You said so at the Lockwood Luncheon. That it bothered you that I'd fallen in love with someone else," Stefan said.