Happy Wednesday! It has been a few weeks from my last update and I hope everyone has had a wonderful holiday season as well as a brand new start to the year! :) Now, I wanted to especially thank those who responded to my proposed new story staring Felix from OUAT. That should be up soon as well! I had a spark of inspiration for this story so I wanted to jump on this while the idea was fresh!

I hope you all enjoy this and if you're new to my stories and like OUAT, go check out my others, both of which are complete and pretty cool.

Now to my main OTP 4 Eva and Eva it will never sink in my mind they are meant for each other, Klaus and Caroline...

(Sidenote: if Anyone who makes this show reads this, what the hell bro. Quit the originals and bring klaus back to mystic falls damn. I know some people hate him but not today.)

For the purpose of this story, Kai is dead and defeated, Elena still doesn't have her memories of Damon, Bonnie is still in 1994, Steroline never happened or was even considered. They are strictly friends. Instead, she shared a brief history with Enzo. Carenzo? And they remain good friends.

Okay here we go down the rabbit hole once more:

The music was pulsating through the thin walls. Scantily clothed bodies collided to the beat, crashing into one another without a care and without a second thought. No one seemed to be thinking about anything other than looking good and drinking until their tears were made of liquor. A concoction they savored for the day after.

Every teenager in a twenty mile radius seemed to be here. Kids I used to babysit for, kids I used to sit next to in middle school, even bad kids I had heard about that went to other schools appeared to get a taste. Everyone knew when a building was going to be demolished, it was only right for it to go out with a party. Christen its death with teenagers' footprints and empty bottles.

Of course, as much as I loved my parties, I didn't love the fact that this felt more like a chore than a good time. All my friends were living on the idea of "Kai was defeated. Woo! Time to celebrate!" I was living on the idea of "Bonnie is still gone". Which she was, is. She is still gone. Still stuck in the nineties reliving a day that she was barely alive for the first time.

"Caroline," Elena's voice pulled me from my worry. She was passing me a plastic cup that smelled foul. "Celebrate a little."

I frowned at her and the smell. "Bonnie is still gone, Elena!"

She sighed and leaned against the wall next to me. "I know but she's been taken from us before and given back and it will be the same this time. Just give her a little bit of time."

She did have a point. She has been dead in the past and came back. But maybe her luck has run out?

"Besides," Elena continued. "Damon got out. It's possible."

Also correct. Damon did get out but with Bonnie's help. If Bonnie is by herself, who knows if she can do it.

"I just don't think we should be celebrating if it's not totally complete yet."

I rolled my eyes. "God, Elena, stop with the clichés!" I didn't care if it was mean, it was true. She needed to realize her best friend wasn't here.

She ignored me and pulled a glass bottle out of a passing kid's hand and gave him her cup. The kid gave her a dirty look before continuing on his path. Without a second thought, she ripped off the cap and poured it into my cup. The brown liquid blended with the clear in a fuzzy swirl. "I don't care what you think, you need a day off," she said to me as we both watched the liquid grow until it almost reached the rim. "Drink up."

I looked from the cup to her and she raised her fingers one by one. "One tequila, two tequila, three tequila more."

"Whatever you put in here was definitely not tequila."

"Just drink it!"

"Okay!" And I did.

The pulsating lights quickened with each drink. People weren't dancing any longer, they were teleporting between the flashes. Everything around me blurred, a swirl of music, color, and bodies. I had never felt better.

Elena was dancing next to me, swinging her hands in the air. Damon was close behind, letting loose but keeping a watchful eye over his dancing partner. No matter what Elena said, the two of them would be back together soon. They were already in love. She just needed to remember it.

"Caroline! One more shot!" Elena appeared in front of me with two cups. Her messed hair could only be a reflection of me but better. She was always better.

I took the cup from her hand and threw my head back one more time.

"Wake up, Barbie."

I rolled over, my body landing on a soft mattress instead of the floor like I had been preparing for. Everything was sore, my head had learned from the music and was pounding against my skull, and being a vampire wasn't helping at all.

Damon was standing next to the bed, holding out a mug but not holding back his smirk. "The sun is up."

I groaned. "Obvious aren't you?" I sat up and took the mug. Blood to replenish my sense of being, hopefully.

"Only when two women decided to promote me to babysitter."

"Blame your girlfriend," I said standing from the bed. Elena wasn't in the room but I assumed she was already put together and ready for the day.

His face contorted into a 'not so fast look'. "I will but you won't be."

"What do you mean?"

He began to retreat from the room. "Elena made breakfast."

I quickly followed him down the hall and down the stairs. He moved too fast for me this morning. I don't know how he managed to drink on a daily basis like this. Maybe when we all thought he was drinking, he was just drinking apple juice and being an ass was his natural state. He walked into the kitchen, moving past Elena, perfect like I had expected, and tapped her shoulder gently. Elena jumped suddenly at his touch. She sat at the large oak kitchen table with a stack of pancakes in front of her. She was focused on her plate, tense.

Damon cleared his throat and Elena's eyes shifted quickly to the side and then to me. She was nervous.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I pushed around Damon. What could I have done last night? Was it even me? Was it something about my mom? Please nothing about my mom. "Elena."

"You're going to kill me but-" She stuttered.

A tall figure stepped out from the wall and I froze. "Hello, love."

Did you like it? My first chapters are always short. I just like getting a feel for the story first before I keep going. With that being said, I already wrote the next chapter, I'm just cleaning it up so if this one is well received, I'll post the next one tomorrow! If it isn't, I still will post tomorrow!

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