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Title: Aint Born Typical
Pairing: Elena/Stefan Bonnie/Damon
Rating: R with NC17 In later chapters
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in the Vampire Diaries Universe, and no profit is being made from this fiction. I do however own all original characters and concepts that will appear.
Chapter VII
"Did you have fun last night?" Elena asked making him raise an eyebrow.
"I did actually," he said treading cautiously as he watched her move towards him sullenly.
He understood she had a lot going out, but she didn't normally take it out on him.
"Damon said you were with Zoe," she said saying the name like it was rat poison. So that
was what this was all about. His brother didn't waste a moment did he?
"Yes I was."
"Doing what Stefan? What's the story between the two of you?"
"I'm surprised Damon didn't tell you."
"He said it was something I needed to ask you."
"Last night Zoe and I went a few towns over, had some drinks, danced and caught up, that
was it." He said meeting her brown eyes with his own green as he willed her to believe him.
It felt good knowing she was jealous for once, but it wasn't like her.
"And the rest?"
"Zoe and I were together once a very long time ago."
"How long ago?"
"Over 50 years," He said feeling her body relax against his.
"How long were you together?"
"26." He said hoping she'd let it go.
"Months?" She asked hopefully.
"Years," he said feeling her tense as she moved away from him.
"What?"
"Elena this is all in the past, it's nothing to worry about."
"Sure, you going out on a date with your ex is nothing to worry about, but me being friends
with Damon is an issue?"
"It wasn't a date Elena, it was just two old friends catching up, and she's here for Damon
not me ; It's not you being Damon's friend that bothers me, it's you putting your trust and
faith in someone I know will mislead you and let you down," He insisted thinking of
manipulative his older brother could be.
He'd seen the spells he could weave over women.
"Everyone deserves a second chance; I mean I gave you one didn't I?" She said making him
wince. He didn't' like thinking about his "slip up" with human blood a few weeks ago.
"Yes you did,"He whispered nodding his head as she smiled up at him.
"See, it wasn't so hard to admit was it?" She asked reaching up to caress his face in a way
that made him study her. There was something in that action that gave him a cause for
alarm. It felt wrong.
"I'm just worried Stefan I mean she's like you, how can I compete with that?" She queried
gaining his full attention once more.
"Elena it's not a competition, "He reassured her moving in to gently kiss her lips.
"Okay," she whispered wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I'm sorry I came off so angry, it's just ... I don't know what I'd do without you Stefan," She
whispered burying her face in his neck so he didn't see the sly smile that crossed her lips.
"Maybe if you told me more about her I would feel better," She suggested.
"Sure Elena, what do you want to know?" He asked moving them to sit on the bed.
New Orleans, Louisiana
Transforming into a Raven she was out of the town and on to her destination before the
sun was up in the sky. She needed guidance and Nadya was one of the few people she
truly trusted. Landing in the small town that had seen so many troubles lately she made her
way to the Roma's home in the quarter. Knocking lightly she wasn't surprised when her
friend swung the door open almost immediately.
"I dreamed you'd come last night," She said gesturing her inside.
"Thank you, it's been too long," She whispered taking in the streaks of gray mingled in with
her dark hair.
"Yes, it has, but thanks to you time has been very kind," She assured making her way into
the kitchen table where to mugs of tea sat.
Her friend's ability to time down the details she saw in dreams never failed to amaze her.
She'd meet Nadya years ago during one of her many visits to the lively city and the two had
bonded. She'd missed having a coven to share things with and Nadya who had been an
outcast had been up for the role of surrogate. They had an arrangement Nadya used her
powers to help Zoe when she needed it and Zoe gave her just enough blood to help ease
her way into old age.
"I had a very strange dream," She said launching into the dream as Nadya listened
remaining silent until she finished.
"Let's see what the tea leaves have to say," She said as Zoe nodded concentrating on the
dream as she took the cup in her hand swirling the liquid from left to right three times
before tipping it over onto her saucer.
Waiting a few moments for the last bit of tea to drain out she slide the saucer over to her
friend.
"The cobra tells me the danger that awaits you is deadly, but the suit of armor tells me you
can win if you have courage." She mumbled almost to herself before refreshing the cup with
new leaves and boiling water before handing it to her.
Swirling the cup once more she tipped it over and handed her the cup and saucer.
"The line tells me you must make a journey ... and I see an open door, no, a closed door.
You must make peace with your past."
"You are blocking your own energy by refusing to reconcile what happened to you in your previous life, there's an almost dirty gray color that covers your aura."
"How can I close the door on my past when there's nothing left of it. And what Journey?"
"We will consult the leaves once more, "She mused with a tilt of her head beginning the
reading process once more.
"It's a church; you must preserve your legacy by going back to the beginning." She said
making Zoe nod. She knew exactly what she needed to do.
In order to teach Bonnie what she would need to know and reach her own true potential
she had to go back to Dresden. Thinking of the small town she lived and died in she held
back a shudder. She wasn't that same weak and broken girl who'd almost succumbed to
death on the forest floor. It was time to put her demons to rest and move forward.
"I know you're right old friend, but I'm in no hurry to face those ghosts." She confided .
"I'll take my leave now. " She sighed knowing stalling would only drag things out.
"Would you like more blood now?"
"I'm enjoying the silver mixed in with my black hair, I think I'll collect a few more before I
call on you again."
"Until then," She said bowing her head before beginning her journey.
Mystic Falls
Eventually the blue Prius made its Way out to the airport where Bonnie and Damon
watched the planes take off in silence. She and Elena use to come out here sometimes and
make up stories about where the planes were going and who was on them laughing as they
forget their own problems. They had talked often about all the places they wanted to visit,
where their senior trip would be and what colleges they'd apply to. Things had been so
much simpler then when the future was filled with endless possibilities. All they'd wanted to
do was get out of this tiny town where everyone knew everyone else's business. After her
parents had died this place had become a haven; a place to go where they could just be.
Turning to face Damon after a time had passed she decided to take advantage of his mood.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
"Being nice." She scoffed. It was easier when they were bickering and she knew exactly
where she stood. This "new" side he was revealing made her uneasy.
"Do I need a reason?"
"Normally, yes."
"Zoe asked me to," he said shrugging.
"She really means so much to you?" She questioned curious.
"Yes little witch she does. I think I liked you better when you were silent," he teased.
Letting her know nicely that 21 questions was over.
"When did she say she'd be back?"
"She didn't," He replied frowning slightly.
He didn't mind the extra time with Bonnie as it was part of his bigger plan, but he didn't
like the note Zoe had left on. She had been shaken this morning, something that did not
happen often.