Title: Pages in Between
Authors: Erin (Erin Salvatore) and Katie (TheIrishShipperholic)
Disclaimer: Neither of us can take credit for anything but this story and any original character we created.
Show/Movie/Book: The Vampire Diaries
Pairings/Couples: Dante Salvatore && Andrea Donovan, Liam Mikaelson && Aubrey Talbot, Riley Talbot && Mackenzie Salvatore, Colin Mikaelson && Tanya Lockwood, Maria Mikaelson && Gavin Donovan, Penelope "Penny" Gilbert and multiple other characters and couples. Mentions of: Mapril (Matt/April), Delena (Damon/Elena), Klaroline (Klaus/Caroline), Jenna (Jeremy/Anna), JeRic (Jenna/Alaric), Lexol (Lexi/Kol), Kalijah (Katherine/Elijah), Sinn (Sage/Finn), Stebekah (Stefan/Rebekah), Vane (Vicki/Zane, original male character), multiple other couples
Rating: M/Mature/R
Summary: It's the next generation's turn to fall in love, while the girls earn their way through college as 'calendar girls', they also go through curveballs that life throws at them, even a loss of someone they love very dearly.
Authors' Notes: This was of my own creation and after very little persuasion from me toward Erin, we were able to come up with this collaboration.
Chapter One Twenty Years Later – Charlotte, South Carolina
Andrea Donovan let out a soft groan as she let her slender body flop onto the bed in the dorm room she shared with her best friend, Mackenzie Salvatore, whom she called Mac. "Are you finally sore yet?" Mackenzie asked her with a smirk.
Andrea glanced at her playfully. "You know, Mac, that cousin of yours is really something; he can love with the best of them. Honestly, there's got to be something about the Salvatore genes that makes them so wild in the bedroom."
Mackenzie rolled her eyes and slapped Andrea's shoulder. "Hey, watch your mouth or I'll have to call Uncle Stefan and let him know what you said. And I will too!"
Andrea laughed. "Relax, Mac, I was just playing. The last thing I really need is your uncle giving me a lecture about how to speak to his son."
They were interrupted by the arrival of Maria Mikaelson, who was Mac's cousin, Aubrey Talbot, who was Andrea's cousin, Tanya Lockwood and Penelope "Penny" Gilbert, who was also Mac's cousin. Maria flopped down onto Mac's bed while Aubrey squished herself beside Andrea. "So, what are you two up to anyway?" Tanya asked as she settled herself into one of the two desk chairs while Penny took the other one.
"We were just talking about Andrea and her fascination with my cousin, sorry, I mean our cousin," Mac said as Maria pinched her slightly in the side.
Tanya smiled. "Well, I can definitely see why she'd be shy about a fascination with your cousin. My, my, Dante Salvatore, what a fine specimen he is. If I wasn't already spoken for, I'd snag him like that!" She snapped her fingers to prove her point.
Mac rolled her eyes. "Oh God, not you too," she said with a groan.
Penny rolled her eyes as well and looked toward Mac. "I know. It's disgusting. I don't even know why we hang out with Tanya. Oh, wait, that's right, we have no choice."
"You have a choice, but you still chose me as the final member of your group, so there," Tanya pointed out to the other girl.
Andrea bounced up from the bed when her cell phone buzzed in her pocket, squealing happily to the other girls, "He wants to schedule a private session!"
Mac heard what Andrea said. "Really? That's awesome!"
Andrea nodded. "I know, right? It's the best news I've gotten all week!" Then the auburn-haired girl paused as she came to realize that she knew she wasn't going to be prepared. "I've, um, I've got find something suitable to wear. I have nothing to wear!" Her voice had risen until it was almost a wail, but Aubrey stepped over and put her hands on Andrea's shoulders.
"No, you're going to calm down first. Your dad once told me that one of his sessions included Aunt April in nothing but a bed sheet, so ask him if he has any of those that you can use, and that will certainly entice him a little and see you as more than just a 'fascination'," Aubrey tells her with a sweet smile.
Tanya smiled and licked her lips. "Mmm, yeah, definitely go for the bed sheet. Dante will eat that up for sure." Another smile appeared as she remembered being curled up in the arms of Colin Mikaelson, Maria's brother.
Andrea sighed. "I don't know. We've never really discussed that kind of thing. He told me that he wanted to keep our relationship 'strictly professional'," she tells her friends. Dante had been friends with her big brother before he ever took notice of her and now, she was all grown up, but he still wasn't looking her way in that way.
"After this, he'll definitely see you in a different light!" Aubrey encouraged her cousin with a smile, going with her to the closet so they could pick out an outfit that was sexy but not revealing.
New York…
Caroline Forbes Mikaelson drummed her fingers on the table. She had just gotten home from picking up Sebastian, the 10 year old that she and Klaus adopted several months ago. He had been having difficultly adjusting and she thought it was because he wasn't used to being in a family environment, especially since his real mother had abandoned him. He got along great with his older adoptive siblings Anastasia, 18, Lillian, 16 and Christian, 14, but it was children his age that he had a hard time associating with. Caroline adored Sebastian and it worried her that he was so young and had been treated that way by his own mother.
She was still thinking about it when a knock came to the door. Curious as to whom it was, Caroline answered it and saw Elena Gilbert Salvatore standing there. Just like her, Elena was also a mother of five. Aside from Mackenzie, she and her husband, Damon, had the 18 year old triplets Damian, Dominic and Juliet, and 16 year old Katie (named for Katherine, but she was called Katie to avoid confusion). Elena saw the look on her friend's face and grew concerned. "Let me guess, Sebastian again?"
"Yeah," the blonde replied. "Nik and I don't know what to do. He gets along great with the older kids, but when it comes to kids his age; he just shies away from them. The principal told me that she was concerned about him, and frankly, we are too."
"You can't expect him to adjust overnight, Care," Elena said. "You just adopted him several months ago."
Caroline nodded. "I know." She ran a hand through her hair. "As if this family didn't already have enough problems to deal with, Sage called me the other day and told me that Esther has been seen with a young man. And by young, I mean in his twenties, like twenty-four, twenty-five."
"What? She's with a guy Gavin's age?" Elena said. "Why would she go for someone that young?"
"No idea, but the whole family hates her for it, including Mikael," Caroline said. "Esther may not be his wife anymore, but that doesn't mean he can't be concerned about her. He told her she's wasting her time with him, but Esther's being a stubborn old bitch, told him to butt out of her life.
"Hmm," Elena said thoughtfully. "I'm just glad that it isn't Elizabetta. She's such the sweetest lady and we all adore her just as much as we adore Eleanor."
Caroline smiled. "Yeah, I know. I liked Eleanor from the moment I met her."
"I should hope you did, love, because she definitely liked you." Caroline and Elena turned to see Klaus coming toward them. He was getting ready to head to the art gallery he was opening in midtown Manhattan, something that he had been hoping to do since he graduated from New York Art Institute, and now he was going to be having his own gallery, where his artwork would be displayed and sold. Except, of course, for the ones he did of Caroline. Those were personal and private and he wouldn't dare sell those.
Caroline smiled at her husband and gave him a kiss hello, stepping back to admire what he was wearing. "Wow, you look amazing, Nik. You definitely look like the owner of an art gallery." She kissed him again. "How's Sebastian doing?"
"He's fine. He's doing his homework now." He kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, love, he'll adjust. We just have to give him time." He looked at Elena. "Hello, Elena."
"Hey, Klaus," the brunette replied. "I just heard about your mother and her 'boy toy'."
"Boy toy is a good word for it," Klaus said. "At least father is in an age-appropriate relationship. I swear; she's taken the term 'cougar' to new extreme. I just hope she wakes up before she ruins her life, if she hasn't already done so." He checked his watch. "Well, I'd hate to cut this short, ladies, but I've got to get to the gallery." He kissed Caroline. "I'll see you later, love." He went up to Elena and gave her a chaste kiss on the knuckles. "It's always a pleasure to see you, Elena. Give Damon my regards."
With that, he walked out just as the bus from the high school stopped on the corner, and Anastasia, Lillian and Christian were getting off and crossing the street toward the brownstone.
Back in South Carolina
Andrea was almost to the studio that was owned by her brother Gavin, Dante and Riley Talbot, Aubrey's older brother when she was suddenly pulled back into an alley. "Hello there, pretty lady," the voice sneered to her, and she began to struggle against his firm hold on her.
"HELP, SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!" she screamed once she was able to manage to bite his fingers, releasing her before she stomped on his foot over his expensive boots. Before she could run away, he was pulling her back toward him, pushing her back against the wall and ripping her favorite dress, a gift from her brother for graduation from high school. "Please, don't hurt me…"
Dante Salvatore was coming outside for some air when he heard a scream coming from the alley. Quickly, he raced over to see a rather rough man and when he looked at the girl he was attacking, he recognized her right away – it was Andrea! He lunged at the man, knocking him to the ground and punching him repeatedly until there was blood on his face and shirt. "Did anyone ever teach you to treat a lady with respect?" he growled. "You're lucky I'm not going to kill you for this, you bastard!" He got up and kicked the guy in the balls, listening to his cries of pain. "Yeah, go ahead and cry, like a baby, dick. Not so tough now, are you?" Dante then looked toward Andrea, who was obviously scared out of her mind. Going over to her, he pulled her into his arms, hearing her sobbing as he held her close to him. "Shhh, its okay now, Andrea, he's not going to hurt you anymore; I've got you."
Andrea sobbed harder. "Oh, Dante, I was so scared."
"I know, but it's over now," Dante said. "You're safe." He nodded toward the studio. "Let's get you inside." Andrea said nothing, just let him lead her into the studio. Dante was glad that Gavin wasn't here, because if he saw Andrea in that condition, he'd be out for blood. The same went for Riley, whom Andrea saw as her second big brother. He'd most likely join Gavin in his quest to kill the bastard who did this. Dante helped Andrea onto the couch, feeling her trembling as he sat her down, placing a blanket around her. "Sit tight and I'll get you some tea."
Andrea nodded. "Thank you, Dante."
He kissed her forehead gently. "You're my best friend's little sister, Andrea, so that sort of makes you family," he tells her before going to the kitchen part of the studio to start preparing the tea.
While he was doing that, Andrea disappeared to the bathroom, where she was glad to find a bed sheet hanging there. Quickly stripping down to her underwear, she left her ripped dress and her bra in a pile on the bathroom floor then returned out into the living room, finding Dante browsing through programs on the television. "Can we do that session now?" she asked in a sultry, seductive tone.
Dante turned and saw Andrea in the bed sheet. "If you think you're up to it, then yes," he replied.
She nodded. "I'm ready," Andrea replied. She wasn't about to let what happened in the alley scare her off from confessing her feelings for the boy who still thought her to be like a 'little sister' to him.
He nodded before standing up and moving around to set up the photo equipment around the part of the studio that was reserved for sessions. Andrea sat patiently, her legs sprawled out over the arm of the armchair that she sat in, swinging them back and forth, back and forth. Once he got everything set up, he walked over and stood in front of the armchair before sweeping her into his arms, chuckling at her protesting squeal. "I have always wanted to do that," he confessed as he set her down on the chaise lounge – the same one that her mother sat on over twenty years ago.
"I'll bet you have, Dante Salvatore," Andrea said. "Now, about that session…"
Dante nodded. "Right, let's get started before I get too distracted by your beauty."
Moving around her, he used all kinds of different angles, having her lay on her back a few times so he could get close-ups of her face then from the shoulders up. Then he completely surprised her by taking pictures of her feet. "What are you doing?" she said as she laughed and tried to cover her small feet up with the bottom of the sheet.
"Do you know what I first liked about you?" he asked, uncovering her feet and taking a few more photographs of them before stopping to look up at her.
"No, what did you first like about me?" she asked, her teeth worrying her lower lip between them.
Dante smiled. "Your laugh and your smile," he replied.
"Oh. I was afraid you were going to say my feet," she said.
Dante chuckled. "I do like your feet, but not as much as hearing your laughter or seeing your smile light up a room," he told her.
Andrea laughed and playfully slapped his arm. "Dante, you're such a tease!"
"I can be a lot more than that, you know," he said before moving until he had hovered above her, their eyes meeting and locking on each other. Andrea closed her eyes just seconds after he leaned down to claim her lips in a soft, passionate kiss, moaning the moment their tongues collided.
Andrea let out a muffled squeal against Dante's lips as she returned his kiss, her body feeling like it was on fire.
Dante heard the muffled squeal and sat back up, keeping their gazes locked as his fingers began to unbutton his shirt. Andrea sat up with him, kissing along his jaw and neck as she helped him get rid of the shirt, and once it was gone, Andrea lifted her arms a little for Dante to guide the sheet she wore down and onto the floor. She covered her body with her arms, suddenly feeling shy around him – especially after what had happened. Lifting her chin, Dante began peppering kisses along her arms, making them tender and nipping sometimes with his teeth until she lowered them down until they were at her sides once again.
Andrea moaned as she felt Dante's gentle kisses and it seemed to make what happened earlier go away. She combed her fingers up into his hair and pulled his mouth back to hers, moaning as their tongues collided like earlier then began to kiss along his jaw and neck when he swept her into his arms to carry her toward the stairs. "No. Too far," she demanded. He nodded and set her down on her feet, his hands moving down to the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs and kneeling down with them.
Dante gently spread her legs and kissed her inner thigh. Looking up at her, he said, "Are you nervous, Andrea?"
She nodded swiftly, her leg settling over his shoulder. "Uh-huh," she replied just as quickly as the nod she gave him. She swallowed what was left of her courage as she met the stare of his golden-hazel eyes from where he still knelt in front of her. Andrea was naked and exposed – in every sense of the two words – in front of the guy who had always considered her a little sister, but he wouldn't anymore.
Dante moved his kisses up her thigh until he reached her core. Andrea felt his kisses move up her thigh until they reached her core, feeling the heat she felt earlier beginning to increase. She let out a scream as she felt him playing with her pussy, earning her a smile from Dante, who was no doubt feeling his hard erection against his jeans.
Andrea sighed when she felt him stand back up, opening her eyes to stare into his dark ones, her arms lifting to wrap around his neck. Her head tilted back when she felt him – all of him – against her and Dante used that as his opening to push himself into her, thrusting gently at first before increasing his thrusts, moving harder and faster into her.
Andrea moaned as she felt Dante thrusting harder and faster, clutching onto his hair. When he knew she was getting close, he brought his hand down and pinched the bundle of nerves between his thumb and forefinger and she clutched his hair harder until the point of pain, which he didn't feel. Andrea felt sweat cascading down her face as she felt what he was doing and the moan from earlier turned into a pleasurable scream, clutching onto his hair so tight that she nearly ripped out a few strands. "Oh God, Dante, that feels so good!" she gasped out.
Dante grunted his approval at her words, thrusting a few more times before collapsing onto the floor with her still in his arms. He turned them until he was the one against the wall then let his hands caress over her face, kissing her softly before staring into her eyes. "Somehow, I imagined your first time to be a lot different than this," he told her quietly.
"How did you picture it?" she asked with a soft, sweet smile, giving his lips a fleeting kiss before putting her hands over his on her face.
Dante smiled and returned her kiss. "For one thing, my fantasy didn't involve a would-be rapist. It involved someone that love you more than his own life, and would give you everything your heart desired."
Andrea giggled. "And would that someone be you, by any chance, Mr. Salvatore or would it be someone else?"
"Would you like it to be me?"
Andrea rolled her eyes. "No, Riley." She playfully slapped his arm. "Of course I'd like it to be you, silly. There's no one else I'd rather pick to be my first."
"I'm going to treat you like a princess for the next time we make love, and it won't be against a wall or on a floor like now," Dante told her as he ran his hands through her auburn hair and kissing her again. "For now, why don't we get dressed and watch a movie?"
Andrea smiled. "That sounds good to me. But, I'll make the popcorn."
"Deal," Dante said. "I like mine with extra butter." He wiggled his eyebrows as he said that, earning him a giggle from Andrea, as well as another playful slap on his arm.
Meanwhile…
Riley Talbot looked at his cell phone and made sure that the text message his beloved sister sent him was accurate before pushing open the door to her hospital room. "Is it true?" he demanded to her and she glowered at him before grimacing in pain.
Aubrey glared at her brother after the pain subsided slightly. "Yes, Riley, it's true. God, why do you always have to make a big deal out of everything? I know it's your duty as my big brother, to be honest, it can get to be very annoying, especially when your sister is old enough to handle herself."
He moved forward to collapse onto the chair beside her, picking up her hand. "Aubrey, you mean the world to me, to Liam, to everyone in our group," he said, leaning forward to kiss her on the forehead.
"Yes, but if you tell Liam about this, I'm going to kick your butt," Aubrey said in a low warning tone. Riley nodded and made an 'X' over his chest, where his heart was.
"I solemnly swear that your secret will be safe with me, sis," he told her.
Aubrey nodded. "Yeah, well, I'm going to hold you to that, Riley."
"Believe me, this is one promise I intend to keep," her brother replied. "I love you, Aubrey, and I'll keep this secret forever if need be."
Author's Note 2: This wouldn't be the first next-generation fan fiction I've done, but the other one has not been written, so I'll consider this my first!