Aly J. (simply_aly) wrote,
Aly J.

[5] TVD Fics: (Elijah/Elena, Damon/Caroline, John/Jenna, Alaric/Elena, Lexi/Damon/Stefan)

Title:  A Question Of Love
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  Elijah/Elena
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  545
Summary:  After an alternate-things-go-as-planned sacrifice, Elena asks an important question and demands proof.
A/N:  For a [info]tvd_rareships Comment Fic Party prompt by lustmordred. Originally posted HERE.

She believed him when he said he didn’t believe in love. Or, at least, she believed he believed it. She was not foolish enough to ignore the obvious longing in his eyes when he spoke about Katherine, and she was not stupid enough to think Klaus couldn’t see it all those years ago. What surprised her was that five hundred years later, Elijah was still willing to deny it.

She didn’t speak of those parts of their conversation to Stefan or Damon or Caroline or anyone else. They were private, as far as she was concerned, and that belief was reconfirmed when even Elijah refused to acknowledge what he had said.

In any case, out of respect for him and as a sign of her trustworthiness, she left the whole thing alone.

She didn’t say a word when he refused to speak to Katherine. She didn’t even so much as glance conspiratorially at Katherine when she noticed her vampire doppelganger’s strange glances.

If Elijah was going to deny himself happiness, who was she to judge?

Instead, she found herself getting much closer to the Original than either Salvatore brother is comfortable with—and they had both made that perfectly clear. When they approached her, she had just told them that he was the only one he trusted and he refused to work with anyone else—a true statement, but not the true reason. From what Elijah told her later, when they approached him, he had told them to mind their own business.

She had suppressed a smile when he told her the tale, and had changed the subject to things more mundane.

After the sacrifice had happened and Elijah’s plan had worked, leaving everyone alive, Elena had decided she could not keep quiet any longer.

“You saved Katherine,” she began slowly, hedging her way into the subject. “When Klaus was ready to kill her, you distracted him so she could get away.”

Elijah sighed and she saw the slight hint of frustration in his features. She had learned to read him quite well during the time prior to the sacrifice. “Call it a long suppressed moment of sentimentality and human weakness,” he offered in explanation.

Elena nodded. “You loved her.”

“At one time I cared for her,” he conceded, “more than anything.”

“And now?” she asked, hoping for a confession.

He gave her a look, and she knew then that he knew what she was fishing for. “It was five hundred years ago, Elena. Whatever I may have felt then, I do not feel now.”

For all that she had just gone through, Elena Gilbert was still a teenager at heart, and those words sounded too much like a challenge for her to pass up. She raised her eyebrows and her hands went to her sides. “Prove it,” she demanded.

He looked over at her, confusion written clearly on his face. It wasn’t often that she surprised him. “Prove what?” he asked. “That I do not love Katerina?”

Elena nodded, so sure that there wasn’t a single way he could manage that. Unfortunately for her, in the next second, even before she could blink, he proved her wrong by bringing his lips to her own.

Elena found that nothing else needed to be spoken.

Title:  Always Comes Back
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  Damon/Caroline
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  390
Summary:  Future-Fic! Caroline's made a life for herself. How does Damon fit into it? Well...he doesn't. Or, at least, she doesn't think he does.
A/N:  For a [info]tvd_rareships Comment Fic Party prompt by eenaangel. Originally posted HERE.

On a calm Tuesday afternoon, Caroline is strolling through the rose garden on her estate. There’s a glass of lemonade in her hand, and as she walks, she closes her eyes as the wind blows through her hair. The year is unimportant.

She lives a quiet life—a lonely life—but she is alive, and a part of her recognizes who is to both blame and thank for that.

Stefan and Elena visit every now and again, bringing stories of their travels. Even Katherine stops by every now and again to catch up. Caroline has reluctantly grown to enjoy her visits—if only because she brings Caroline these large, ornate trunks filled with many gifts of finery.

But on this Tuesday afternoon, Caroline is alone—or at least, she’s supposed to be.

Rounding a corner, she sees a man kneeling in the garden, pulling weeds. For a brief moment, she assumes it’s the gardener she hired years ago to tend to the estate, but even all these years later, recognition hits like lightening, and her half full glass of lemonade falls from her hand and shatters on the stone walk.

“What the hell are you doing here, Damon Salvatore?” she screams shrilly when he turns around.

He doesn’t smirk when he speaks, doesn’t do that ‘eye thing’ Caroline remembers Elena always speaking of. “There are weeds,” he informs her, his voice monotone. “I’m taking care of them.”

Caroline watches curiously as he works on the weeds for another minuet. Then she sighs. “Get up, Damon; I have a gardener for that.”

For the first time in memory, he listens when she speaks, and when they’re finally standing face to face with each other, Caroline notices the dirt all over his clothes.

She wonders just how long he’s been out here. “Were you ever going to come inside?” she asks instead.

He looks at her closely, maybe for the first time since he met her so long ago. “Would you have wanted to see me, Caroline?” There is a foreign sadness in his eyes, and she gets the feeling he’s finally given up his pursuit of all things Petrova. Funny how that leads him back to her, she muses.

She sighs. “Come with me,” she says as she turns around. “We’ll get you some clean clothes and you can have some lunch.”

Title:  Not The Whole Story
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  John/Jenna
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  190
Summary:  A brief insight into what was behind this line:  "We used to sleep together."
A/N:  For a [info]tvd_rareships Comment Fic Party prompt by lustmordred.Originally posted HERE.

Once upon a time, Jenna was a teenager too, and once upon a time it as her and Miranda and Grayson and John in some weird love rectangle. Of course, it wasn’t really like that, but that was how Jenna had seen it at the time.

Miranda had liked Grayson and so had Jenna, but Grayson only had eyes for Miranda, so Jenna had settled for John who had had eyes for a girl named Isobel.

It was not love between them, Jenna told herself on countless occasions; she just liked to pretend it was. It was easier to be in public with him and think of it as love than to allow the reality to enter her mind that they were simply using each other to cancel out the pain of those they could not have. Or, at least, that’s what she said when she was alone to justify her own behavior.

And the I love you’s that were spoken while they were in the throes of ecstasy—Jenna wrote them off as anything but the truth. Because Jenna could not—ever—be in love with John Gilbert.

Title:  Back To Normal
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/Characters:  Alaric/Elena
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  210
Summary:  After things settle down, Elena experiences life in a somewhat normal way.
A/N:  For a [info]tvd_rareships Comment Fic Party prompt by thewordmap. Originally posted HERE.

After Klaus is dead and her life is no longer in constant danger, he takes her away from Mystic Falls. He says it’s for her own good, but at first, she feels nothing but hate for him.

He, on the other hand, has nothing left to lose. Elena’s the only thing that matters to him anymore because Jenna is gone.

It takes her a few weeks but one day, she finally understands.

She’s walking along the beach, enjoying the feel of the hot sand between her feet. She’s watching him swim in the ocean. She puts her beach towel on the sand, lays it out just right, and she relaxes in the sun.

Her eyes are closed and she has no idea how much time has passed, but all of a sudden there’s water dripping down her body and her first thought is that it’s raining; but when she opens her eyes, he’s staring down at her with this innocent smile on his face.

“Alaric!” she screeches. “What the hell?”

She gets to her feet as fast as she can and he bolts down the beach, heading back to the water, and she chases after him; for the first time in so long, it doesn’t feel dangerous to be normal anymore.

Title:  To Understand The Worst
Fandom:  The Vampire Diaries
Pairing/CharactersLexi, Lexi/Stefan, Lexi/Damon
Rating:  PG
Word Count:  380
Summary:  “He hates me. He hates me, he hates what he is, and he blames me for it.”
A/N:  For [info]tombofchallenge's Character Bingo Challenge.

Truthfully, Alexia Branson thought of Damon Salvatore very little after meeting him. Mostly because she saw him only briefly. And, while he seemed sweet enough—and most assuredly more in control than Stefan—there was something deeply wrong about him. She could sense that he was in a lot of pain, but that even he wasn’t yet aware of it.
It was years later—after she helped Stefan, after she left—that she understood. And when she walked in on an argument between them and Damon walked out (or rather ran out at vampire speed) she was tempted to follow. It was only Stefan’s resigned, “It won’t do any good,” that stopped her without knowing why.
Eventually, Stefan explained the fight. “He hates me. He hates me, he hates what he is, and he blames me for it.”
“It is not your fault Katherine’s a bitch,” Alexia said.
Little did she know.
She didn’t see him again for many years, but then she went to visit Stefan for his birthday, and there he was.
“What are you doing here?” Stefan asked his brother.
He makes himself comfortable, takes out a flask, and doesn’t say anything for a few minuets. Then, when he finally seems to realize that they’re both staring at him, he speaks. “Do the words ‘eternal misery’ ring a bell, brother?”
Lexi looked to Stefan and saw the pain radiate off his face. “It doesn’t have to be this way, Damon,” Stefan said.
Damon didn’t even bother to listen.
Stefan explains after Damon left the spoiled birthday, and Lexi learned the story of Katherine. It doesn’t make her like Damon any, but she certainly understood his motive, even if she couldn’t tell Stefan that. So, she tracked Damon down on her way out of town.
“Katherine is gone, Damon,” she told him. “You need to move on.”
He glanced over at her, glass of whiskey in hand. “And what, do you want me to move on with you? You’re a lot of things, Alexia Branson, but you are no Katherine.”
“If you continue down this road, you’ll regret it someday,” she said as she left.
Many years later, she died at his hands, but she was certain of the regret in his eyes as he twisted the stake.
Tags: art: fanfiction, character: alaric saltzman, character: caroline forbes, character: damon salvatore, character: elena gilbert, character: elijah mikaelson, character: jenna sommers, character: john gilbert, character: lexi, character: stefan salvatore, pairing: alaric/elena, pairing: damon/caroline, pairing: damon/lexi, pairing: damon/stefan, pairing: elijah/elena, pairing: john/jenna, tv show: the vampire diaries
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