Hey guys! Did you know that Tristan was bisexual?...I mean the way he looked a lucien was a dead giveaway but still! So this is my take on if his fiancé came looking for him!
Living room, Martel Mansion
Beziers, Le Midi
2:12 pm Central Europe Time
It was four days after Tristan had left for New Orleans and Giovanni Badalamenti was deeply concerned about his missing fiancé. "L'avez-vous trouvé?" he asked, downing his third glass of blood, the only thing it seemed that could calm his nerves.
'Non' He should not be thinking such dark thoughts. What he should be thinking about is the kind of flowers he wants at the wedding. He wanted ivory silk while his fiancé wanted white lilies. His train of thought was interrupted when the hold tone on the phone ended and a voice spoke.
"Monsieur? Tu es encore la?" Ivan, a private detective and a vampire whom Tristan had turned long ago, asked after a moment without hearing a response from his second boss.
"Yes, Ivan I'm still here I was just thinking about the wedding I apologize. Could you repeat that please?" Giovanni asked daring to hope it was good news about the whereabouts of his beloved with the wedding date fast approaching, and Tristan gone so abruptly…Giovanni frowned deeply, apparently his fiancé thought it appropriate behavior to inject him with vervaine and leave him unconscious with an apology note, promising he would return "as soon as his business was completed."
"It's no problem Mr. Badalamenti honestly if I was in your predicament I'd be worried too sir...I said there were some signs that the De Martel siblings where here in New Orleans but for some reason it appears they are currently in hiding. After some digging I found out that a Lucien Castle is also here along with the Strix and the Mikaelson siblings...Sir I think something bad has happened to them...I-I think that they might be in danger." Ivan said with a hint of worry in his voice.
Goddamn Tristan for leaving now when we still have so much wedding planning to do! We don't have rings picked out, flowers or a reception area! Why couldn't he let this stupid sire line battle well enough alone?! Giovanni glared at the small daguerreotype of Tristan he held, his heart aching with equal parts anger and worry.
"Ivan, I'll be on the next flight out to New Orleans. Keep looking and don't get caught. If you get any new information call me or text me immediately, do you understand?" He asked.
"Yes sir" Ivan confirmed.
Giovanni hung up and stood from the armchair he was sitting at and flashed his way to the room he shared with Tristan for years. Opening the walk-in closet door he grabbed two weeks worth of clothes from his side of the closet and threw them into a nearby suitcase...which wasn't supposed to be used until they were packing for their honeymoon in Paris.
"Asshole!" He muttered as he zipped the silver suit case then grabbed the handle taking a deep breath. "If you're not dead then you're going to be! You're not getting rid of me that easy Tristan De Martel! You promised 'For all eternity' so that's what you're going to get dammit!" Giovanni swore as he wiped a stray tear before flashing out of house and to the red 2017 Audi R8, opening the door and stepping in. "I'm coming for you my love!" Gio swore before backing out of the driveway and zooming down the road. It was both a promise and a curse. Destination:
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