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Habits
            
            * Keeps notebooks filled with observations.
            * Drinks entirely too much coffee.
            * Remembers people’s birthdays.
            * Visits memorials for victims whenever possible.
            * Solves crossword puzzles during flights.

Relationships
            
            Aaron Hotchner
            Respects his leadership and often acts as a mediator during tense moments within the team.
            
            David Rossi
            Treats her like a daughter he would never admit to having.
            
            Spencer Reid
            One of her closest friends. Their conversations often drift from case theories to obscure historical facts at three in the morning.
            
            Jennifer Jareau
            The person most likely to notice when Evie is carrying too much weight on her shoulders.
            
            Derek Morgan
            Endless teasing. Mutual trust.
            
            Emily Prentiss
            Her role model when she first joined the BAU.
            
            Penelope Garcia
            Determined to make Evie smile at least once every workday.

Backstory
            
            Evie’s father was a homicide detective in Savannah, and from a young age she saw the aftermath of violence far more often than most children should.
            
            At sixteen, her best friend disappeared.
            
            The case remained unsolved.
            
            The experience shaped her future more than any classroom ever could.
            
            She earned degrees in Psychology and Criminal Justice before joining the FBI. Her work in missing persons investigations quickly drew attention, and after several successful high-profile cases she was recruited by the BAU.
            
            Although she has solved countless cases, her friend’s disappearance remains the one mystery she has never been able to let go.
            
            Every year on the anniversary, she quietly revisits the case file.

@theherosalvatore 
            
            If there was anything that could undo him, Stefan witnessed the first of it. His eyes search every single movement of her expression, the softening of his own features. 
            
            "You did not make any terrible decisions." He finds him saying those words with a carefulness, something he wasn't aware that he was able to do. 
            
            The tenderness made his heart ache, his bottom lip trembled as he took in her next words. Affection cracked through the hard outer layer he seemed to have himself in, just as he glanced down to her hand on his wrist. His mouth opened and closed.
            
            "I grieved you because I love you." He finally speaks, running his finger along her cheek as a trembling tone took over his voice. "Something that I never could get over."
            
            "I thought of hoping you would be a vampire." Stefan continued in regards to when she began. His jaw tightened as a look of brief heartbreak crossed his face. "I wish I could have found you again."
            
            His eyes look towards her again. A smile making its way onto his face. "I always would forgive you."

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            The touch nearly unraveled her. Evelyn stood perfectly still beneath his hands, blue eyes searching his face with the sort of aching disbelief that only came from loving someone across lifetimes. For a moment, she leaned into the warmth instinctively — into him — as though some part of her had spent the last century waiting to be held like this again.
            
            Her lashes fluttered once at his words, a quiet laugh escaping her despite the tears threatening behind her eyes “wisdom,” she repeated softly. “That’s a very generous way of saying I’ve made an impressive number of terrible decisions.”
            
            But her smile trembled around the edges. God, he still looked at her the same. Not with fear. Not with suspicion.
            
            With tenderness. That hurt far more than anger would have. Her hand lifted slowly, resting lightly over his wrist where it cradled her cheek, almost like she needed to reassure herself he was real too “you shouldn’t be this kind to me after all this time,” she murmured. “I disappeared, Stefan. I let you grieve me.”
            
            The confession sat heavy between them. Evelyn’s gaze flickered briefly over his face again, memorizing every changed detail: the sharper edges of him, the sadness settled deeper in his eyes, the weight immortality had pressed into his posture. And yet somehow… he still felt like home.
            
            “I thought about you constantly,” she admitted finally, voice quieter now. “Both of you. Every city I ran to, every year that passed…” A small breath escaped her. “There were moments I almost came back. But I didn’t know if the person you remembered still existed” her thumb brushed faintly against his hand before she added, softer still:
            
            “And seeing you now…” a pause “I think I was more afraid of you forgiving me than hating me.”

It was her. Not a hallucination or a mirage created by his mind scape but something physically here. She was real, and that nearly broke him on the inside
            
            A vampire. Something old, quiet, mournful. There was no way that this wasn't here given there past. Stefan's feet carried him towards the woman, looking through her very soul with the kind of pain a man who has lost everything. In a way he did
            
            He lost her after all. 
            
            "You were turned." He says, finality in his voice. There was plenty of mixed emotions, but relief was one of them. He shook his head at her next set of words. "Oh Eve...you have nothing to apologize for." He finds himself saying. 
            
            His hands shot up, cradling her face before she could protest. He ran his thumb along the cheek bone as though he was memorizing her very existence. "You look older as well. Like you gained more wisdom." He finds himself saying, warmth and kindness in his voice. 
            
            Like they hadn't spent centuries apart

@theherosalvatore 
            
            ;// I’ll definitely be back on kol as soon as possible I promise <333 ( mayhaps on my lunch break ^_^ )

@BleedingCanvas- 
            
            (( Ofccc <333 I also posted a little something on Kol's account while you get back into the swing of things. I'm gonna be obsessed with these two as well

@theherosalvatore 
            
            ;// I know it’s something really small , but you’ve honestly made my day and I’ll now be obsessing over them while I’m at work XD <3