Suit And Tie – Book One in the Original Love series

[A/N]: This story has been in the back of my mind for quite a while. I finally organized and wrote it. Enjoy! Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE DIARIES OR THE ORIGINALS. They belong to L. J. Smith and Julie Plec.

Iris's P.O.V.

I get into the car, hauling the last of my heavy boxes with me. I'm not loving the idea of moving from Trenton to Mystic Falls, but my mother insists on it. And since my mother doesn't have that much time left, we're moving on short notice. At least I got to tell my friends goodbye. I sigh a little as I buckle up and put my headphones on. This is going to be a long drive.

At nightfall, we spot a hand-painted wooden sign that proclaims, 'Welcome to Mystic Falls!'. My father grins and glances at me in the mirror. "Welcome to your new home, Iris!" Suddenly, there's a person in the middle of the road. My dad slams on the brakes, and we spin out of control. I hit my head on the car's metal frame and feel consciousness leave me.

Elijah's P.O.V.

I'm standing on the spacious porch of our home when I hear an accident occurring. I speed off, hoping to help whoever needs it.

When I arrive, I find the car in the ditch, its front left corner crumpled around a tree. Being a vampire, I notice the marks where a supernatural being's hands dug in as they pushed the car into the tree. I feel anger rise within me. I shall find who did this. I notice that there are three people in the car. The man, presumably the father, has perished. The mother looks to be in critical condition. I call 911. There is no need for another to perish tonight. Lastly, I notice a girl slumped in the backseat, unconsciousness. I quickly check for a pulse, and breathe a sigh of relief when I find it. I hear sirens in the distance. After gently brushing a strand of hair out of her face, I race off into the night, leaving the girl and her mother to the emergency personnel.

Iris's P.O.V.

I wake to a pounding head and a sore right side. I open my eyes slowly and take in my surroundings. Well, I'm obviously in a hospital. Then I remember the car accident. I panic and call for a nurse. One hurries in. "Hello sweetie." She smiles at me. "Where are my parents?" I demand. Her smile slips a little. "Your mother is in Ward 3." I breathe a sigh of relief. "And my dad?" She looks at me pityingly. "I'm so sorry, honey. He's gone." I go rigid. No. This town was supposed to be our new start. Dad and I were going to spend as much time as we could with mom, then we were going to help each other heal. I can't go through this alone.

At my insistence, the nurse took me to see my mother. "Hi, mom," I say. She gives me a watery smile. "Iris...your father..." I tear up a little. "I know, mom. I know." She's hooked up to so many machines that the only place I can touch is her hand. Mom wipes her eyes. "Do you know what day it is?" she asks me. I shake my head. "Maybe it's...Wednesday?" I guess. Mom shook her head."Iris, it's Saturday." My eyes go wide. I've been out for three days. 'What?!" I exclaim. She gives me a small smile. "Yep. Yesterday was your birthday. Happy late birthday, sweetheart." I just stand there for a moment, comprehending it. I was now eighteen years old. "Oh, and sweetie? Can you do something for me?" Mom asked. "Of course! What is it?" "Can you start moving in when you get released? I think we should get moved in as soon as we can." "Sure. I'm feeling fine; I'll go sign out. When are you getting gout?" She gave me a weak smile. "I don't know, sweetie. The car accident didn't help my condition." I nod. "Well, come get settled as soon as you can." I squeeze her hand and stand up. "I'm going to go get moved in. I'll come see you tonight." I head to the hospital lobby.

Twenty minutes later, I'm standing on the porch of our new house. I glance at all the boxes stacked in the garage. I pull out the key mom gave me and unlock the door. I push it open and step inside with a smile. The house is a sprawling one-story. Pocketing the keys, I wander to my new bedroom. I stand in the doorway for a moment, just taking it in. The walls are painted a lovely shade of mint, and there are two enormous windows. I love it already. I turn and head for the garage to haul the boxes inside. I work for hours, then I glance at the clock. Wow. Time flies. I hurry to the hospital to see my mother that evening.

Mom's looking a lot better. She talks animatedly, using her hands like she always does. After twenty minutes, she hands me a paper flier advertising a 'Mystic Falls Summer Barbecue'. "It's tomorrow," mom explains. "I think you should go. You should go out and meet people, and get used to the town. It'll be fun." I smile at her enthusiasm. "Sure, mom. I'll go. You need to get your rest; maybe tomorrow you'll feel good enough to go with me." We say goodbye, and I leave for the night. Back at the house, I curl up on the couch with my blankets and fall asleep instantly.

The next morning, I go to the grocery store and buy the essentials. When I get back home, I make breakfast and finish unpacking. By that time, I have to get ready for the barbecue. I look through my closet and eventually settle on my favorite neon-yellow 'dance your heart out' tank top and black and red leggings. I pull my white-blonde hair into a ponytail and slip on a pair of blue flats as I walk out the door, nervous to meet the residents of my new hometown.

[A/N]: This story has been so fun to write so far. I really hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I hope to post the next one within a few days. I love it if you'd review; reviews really motivate me to get writing. 'Til next time! ~A3332