Aly J. (simply_aly) wrote,
Aly J.

[5] Fics: 1-GH (Ethan/Kristina) 4-TVD (Elijah/Elena, Damon/Caroline, John/Jenna, Logan/Caroline)

Title:  The Beginning Of A Future
Fandom:  General Hospital
Pairing/Characters:  Ethan/Kristina
Rating:  PG-13
Word Count:  575
Summary:  A few years pass in Port Charles and things are finally going Kristina's way. But what does Ethan think?
A/N:  For one [info]stainofmylove's private fic meme prompts by [info]summerofsoaps. Originally posted HERE.

It’s three in the morning and as Ethan watches her sleep in a fit of his own insomnia, all he can think about is that he misses her long hair. She told him earlier, when they were awake and doing other things—somewhere in between the kisses and the touches and sometime before the moans and pleas—that she has had it short for the past few years.

He hadn’t noticed. He cringes at the thought, but the truth is he’s been avoiding her for so long that he just hadn’t noticed.

She’s twenty four now and he’s a little over thirty and what they did was, by no means wrong, but he feels….

Ethan sighs and gets out of bed, careful not to wake Kristina. He walks outside onto the terrace and stares outside. Dead of night and he can still picture every building, all of which have one thing in common. They are all a part of Kristina’s family’s legacy.

Six years have passed and he hasn’t amounted to much more than what he had been before: her father’s rival’s lackey.

Kristina has always been all that was right in his world, and in an effort to protect her, he did exactly as her parents had wished. He had stayed away. So far away that it amazed him still that he hadn’t noticed when her hair got cut a few inches above her shoulders.

Ethan hears the sound of the sliding door and turns around. She’s wearing his shirt and he hates how cliché it is, but he finds her so bloody gorgeous in it that he freezes at the thoughts running through his mind.

“You promised you wouldn’t regret it,” she reminds him, not meeting his eyes.

His eyes widen. “I—I don’t,” he rushes to say, “I just—” he sighs again, closes his eyes to get the image of her out of his mind so he can concentrate for long enough to come up with an adequate response, breathes deeply, and tries once more. “You’re too good for me, Kristina…you always were, and while I don’t regret what happened tonight, I don’t know if it is…right to…bloody hell, I don’t think I’m explaining this right.”

She smiles despite herself and wipes away the tears in her eyes. “I’m not an eighteen year old girl looking for a prince any longer, Ethan,” she says seriously. “I’ve gotten past the idea of fairytales—grown up, I suppose—I don’t want you to change for me…I never did. All I want is for us to try; and, if it turns out that everyone was right all those years ago, we can be friends or never see each other again.”

He shifts at the last option, instantly knowing he could never go back to not seeing her again.

“But we can’t go back. There’s only forward.”

Ethan studies her for a moment, the wind blowing her hair behind her, his shirt fluttering around her, mid-thigh. “When did you get to be so wise?” he asks.

Kristina shrugs. “A lot has happened,” she answers mysteriously. “Now, come inside, it’s cold out here.”

There’s a small smirk on his face as he follows her through the glass doors, his eyes following the sway of her hips through his white shirt. His ideas are coming back to him, and he wonders just what she would think if he asked her….

Title:  Five Truths And A Lie
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  Elijah/Elena, implied Elijah/Katherine
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  285
Summary:  A conversation that takes place before the sacrifice.
A/N:  For a Vampire Diaries Threesome/Moresome Comment Ficathon prompt by [info]wheatear. Originally posted HERE.

“You know what I think?” Elena asks him days before the sacrifice—minuets after he tells her he…cares about her too much to watch her die. It’s late, about three in the morning, and Elena comes out of the Salvatore house to find him patrolling the parameter.

Elijah casually looks over toward her, arms at his sides. “What do you think?”

He watches as she catches the patronizing tone in his voice, watches the anger turn to annoyance then quickly chances to a knowing almost-smile.

“I think you have an affinity for doomed…girls.”

She doesn’t say it, but they both know Petrova is implied.

Only because it’s Elena does he suppress the anger at her accuracy.

“I try not to, you must realize,” he replies, giving her a lazy smile to cover the majority of his emotions.

She nods once in decisive understanding, “Which is why you were so willing to sell me out to Klaus in the beginning.” Her tone is wistful, but not accusatory. “You didn’t want to make the same mistake again—I understand that.”

Elijah looks toward his feet. “You know the saying, I can assume?”

Fool me once….

They both know the question is rhetorical. Elena continues speaking, “You must, then, understand the risk I’m taking…trusting you.”

Elijah meets her eyes and gives her the barest nod. “I won’t let you down.”

Elena seems to believe him. They walk the parameter together for awhile before she speaks again. “When Klaus dies, Katherine will be free of his influence.”

“I know that, Elena,” he says, the teasingly patronizing tone back once more.

“What are you going to do then?”

Elijah pauses in his measured steps as he remembers Katerina. “I’m…not sure.”

Title:  Just One Night
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  Damon/Caroline
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  220
Summary:  Caroline asks a favor, suprisingly, Damon agrees.
A/N:  For one [info]stainofmylove's private fic meme prompts by [info]stainofmylove. Originally posted HERE.

The smirk on Damon’s face makes Caroline shiver. She knows it well.

She should be afraid—should be trembling beneath him—but sometimes she is braver than survival dictates she should be.

He leans down, fangs positioned against her neck, and she pushes against him.

Her arms are useless, and she knew it even before she tried; for how could her weak human arms match his brute vampire strength. After a moment, he moves back and looks down at her. “No,” she declares. “I don’t want you to bite me tonight.”

Damon rolls his eyes. “But I’m hungry, Caroline,” he says, his tone petulant. One of his hands twists her hair painfully and she cringes.

“I don’t care,” she says through the pain.

The expression on his face starts at anger and changes quickly to bewilderment. “Who said I was giving you a choice?” he asks mockingly, leaning forward and grazing his fangs against her neck tauntingly.

“Can’t we just have one night without biting?” she asks. “Just one?”

Caroline is all too aware that her plea is starting to become a whine, but she can’t help it.

Damon sighs and releases her. “Just one,” he repeats. “Then you will never complain again.”

Caroline smiles as she sleeps beside him; she considers this to be a victory.

Title:  A Reinstated Promise
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  John/Jenna, John/Elena
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  615
Summary:  John remembers the girls he loved.
A/N:  For a Vampire Diaries Threesome/Moresome Comment Ficathon prompt by [info]lit_chick. Originally posted HERE.

When John Gilbert is twenty two, he returns home for the annual Founder’s Day party and when he gets to his brother’s house, Grayson introduces him to the very adorable Elena and Jeremy Gilbert. Later, at the party, he is introduced to Miranda’s enchanting but still seventeen year old younger sister, Jenna, who is watching the kids as their parents mingle.

John has to remind himself to breathe when Miranda makes the introductions. He is not so sure if it is from being reintroduced to his daughter and her cousin as their uncle or at meeting the beautiful girl acting as caretaker.

Grayson ignores his brother’s sadness and focus on the expression of lust on John’s face and later pulls him aside to lecture him on the importance of being friendly to the girl—but not overly friendly—and to not say anything about the nature of Elena’s parentage.

John rolls his eyes. “I don’t even know them, Gray,” he protests. “Nothing is going to happen.”

“Just be careful,” Grayson warns.

John wants to ask more, but he doesn’t.

In the end, John sits next to her at dinner and makes conversation with Jenna about Elena and baby Jeremy and engages his daughter/niece as stiffly as he can manage without tipping Jenna off and politely asks her to dance when Grayson and Miranda come to spend time with their children. Jenna’s smile is brilliant and John promises himself that he will not mess it up with her and Elena. He likes Jenna and he likes that being near her allows him some resemblance of access to his daughter.

A few weeks and half a bottle of tequila later, Jenna tells him that her asshole of a boyfriend cheated on her.

“What did you expect?” John replies after her confession. “The dumbass is a Fell.”

Jenna laughs and kisses him.

Tequila kisses and drunken touches aside, nothing happens until after her eighteenth birthday and, even after that, he has to wait until her latest breakup with Logan Fell.

They are by no means exclusive, but for some reason, it hurts every time he comes into town and sees her out with Logan or talking to Mason Lockwood or one of the Bradley boys. He can’t tell her this, though, because it was his idea all along to be able to date other people.

He also can’t explain to her the reason he has becomes so distant with his family. How can he explain—without actually saying the words—that watching his daughter call his brother ‘Daddy’ just about breaks his heart and that there is nothing she can do about it.

He thought being with Jenna would be good for him, that seeing his daughter would be good for him, but it isn’t, and eventually he leaves.

It takes him almost sixteen years to realize that leaving changed nothing. It didn’t make him stop missing Jenna, it didn’t make him stop wishing they could have had a family one day, and it didn’t make him stop wishing for his daughter to call him ‘Daddy.’ So he goes back.

The whole of Mystic Falls hasn’t changed a bit—ridiculous town events and pretentious Founding Families wherever you go—but when he sees Jenna and Elena, he realizes just how much the people he has considered his family for the past seventeen years changed.

His daughter hates him, Jenna hates him, and Jeremy barely knows him.

It nearly breaks what is left of his heart, but he doesn’t show it. Instead he remembers his promise, and while he knows he has fucked up royally, he realizes that he must do whatever it takes to protect them. However he can.

Title:  Not According To Plan
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/CharactersLogan, Logan/Caroline
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  365
Summary:  What would have happened if Logan hadn't knocked Caroline out?
A/N:  For [info]tombofchallenge's Character Bingo Challenge.

Sometimes things do not go according to plan. This is a universal fact. No one escapes this bit of information, not even Logan Fell. It is the reason Caroline Forbes is sitting in the passenger seat of his car, very much unharmed.
“My house is that way,” she says as she points in the opposite direction to that which he is driving.
Logan nods. “I know that, Caroline,” he says, only mildly annoyed.
She raises an eyebrow and asks, “Then…why are we going this way?”
The question is so very Caroline, so very like the little girl he used to baby-sit when he was in high school that he smiles almost genuinely before answering very truthfully. “Because you had to be likeable enough that I can’t just kill you like I intended, so now I have to find a way to make your mother think I did kill you.” His eyes widen when he realizes what he’s just told her. “I didn’t mean to say that,” he says.
“Let me out of the car, Logan,” she says slowly, her lower lip trembling.
Logan shakes his head. “I can’t do that,” he says. “You need to come with me.”
“I want to go home,” she insists, trying to open the passenger side door while the vehicle’s in motion.
Logan sighs. Once again, he remembers little Caroline Forbes. The precocious little girl in a pink and yellow dress who threw a fit the first time he babysat her because he wouldn’t let her have a tea party.
He pulls over on the side of the road. “Look at me, Caroline.”
He supposes she’s preconditioned to respond to the familiar tone and does so, her lower lip trembling. “I don’t want to die,” she whispers.
“And I don’t want to kill you,” he says, “so we’re going to go to a secret place where you’re going to stay for a while. You’re not scared anymore, Caroline.”
She blinks. “I’m not scared anymore,” she repeats, her voice eerily monotone. She sits back and blinks once more before turning to him and smiling. “So, where are we going?”
Logan continues driving in silence, assembling in his mind a new and better plan.
Tags: art: fanfiction, character: caroline forbes, character: damon salvatore, character: elena gilbert, character: elijah mikaelson, character: ethan lovett, character: jenna sommers, character: john gilbert, character: katherine pierce, character: kristina corinthos davis, character: logan fell, pairing: damon/caroline, pairing: elijah/elena, pairing: ethan/kristina, pairing: john/elena, pairing: john/jenna, pairing: logan/caroline, tv show: general hospital, tv show: the vampire diaries
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