Disclaimer: I unfortuantly do not own The Vampire Diaries. I only own Anya and Adriana. Oh! and their family.

In this story Elijah is with Klaus and Rebekah and Stefan in the 1920's.

Chicago, 1920's.

Entering the crowded bar I could barely make out my surroundings with the billowing grey clouds of smoke floating through the spacious room, the heady aroma of sickly sweet perfume would have made me choke if I had not been coming here and various bars for months every Saturday night looking for an escape of reality. The melodic sound of jazz soothed my ears as Gloria sang, her voice smooth and pitch-perfect, this is home.

I made my way over to the bar, dodging people as I go, my sister older by 5 years in tow, we perched ourselves on red leather stools as I order my usual Gin fizz, a combination of gin, whiskey and rum and felt the familiar tingle of warmth as the alcohol seeped in my blood, giving me instant comfort and confidence. Turning around on my stool slowly, I watched as couples danced and drank, my eyes narrowed in jealousy as I assessed those around me, I found myself staring at a stunning blonde girl with scarlet red lips and a golden coloured flapper dress. An expression of joy painted her delicate features as she threw her head back laughing. She seemed to notice me staring because she turned in my direction, eyebrows raised as if challenging me, for what I don't know.

''What a harlot, look how she's staring at you! If she does not stop I might have to wipe that look off her pretty little face'' Yelled in anger, I couldn't help the giggle that escaped me at Adriana's over-protectiveness.

''Calm down Ade, god knows how you survived in a bar before!'' I chuckled shaking my head. ''I think she looks interesting, don't you think?'' I inquired quietly, as if not wanting to be heard although no one would be able to hear me over the music.

''I have a husband to look after now, no time for acting like a child, the only reason I'm here now is because you begged me'' she tsked at me, while pouting like a child, rather hypocritical don't you think?

''Oh yes! Please tell me how much fun you have being a common old housewife'' I exclaimed dramatically, sarcasm dripping from words.

''Shush you child, I cannot wait for you to be married'' she sighed lovingly at the thought of her dear sister marrying and children running around her feet.

I scowled openly at that horrid thought, I was definitely not the marriage type, I wanted freedom, adventure and a life where I could be as wild as I wanted.

''Well… don't get your hopes up Ade, because it isn't going to happen anytime soon if I have anything to do about it'' I grinned wickedly.

''When are you going to stop thinking about yourself! Stop being selfish, there are more than you that has to be looked after! What Mama, Emelie, Gabrielle, Elizabeth, Luca, and Ryan! It's not just you so stop being a child and take care of your responsibilities!'' Adriana screeched at me, my face instantly dropped to a viscous scowl as my eyes narrowed at my sister. How dare she! Why should I have to carry the responsibility of our Mother and siblings? Only because she got to marry for love and now that our Father has passed away I have to marry for money! I refused.

~~No one POV~~

Without another word she sharply turned on her heel and made sure that her hair hit her sister in face and stormed toward a booth in the corner. Anya dropped in the seat nearest the edge and sipped on her newly acquired drink.

''Rough day?'' a velvety smooth voice questioned, she only nodded slowly, staring blankly at the liquid in her drink, she looked up to see who was speaking, and her first thought was is it legal to look that good? His features were near angelic with golden blonde curly hair, baby blue eyes that were twinkling with amusement, a light stubble was scattered around his jaw and his ruby red lips were upturned with a smirk that contrasted greatly with his angelic face, then she realised she was ogling him and he was very obviously amused at her blatant staring. Flustered, she turned her head away and then again began to drink her drink, but before the rim of the cocktail glass touched her painted lips, she noticed him taking the seat opposite her. Although she was taking aback from this, she just put her drink back down, folded her arms across her chest and leaned back in her seat, raising a eyebrow in his direction daring him to speak first. He narrowed his eyes playfully and copied her actions with a wide smirk.