I've thought about writing something about Finn for a while now and I just recently received a request about Finn/OC story, so here it is. I changed TVD storyline, Kol and Finn didn't die and there was no Sage. I'm not sure yet if this will be a one-shot.

Finn looked at the road ahead and rested his hands on the steering wheel. If someone would have told him 6 months ago that he would one day be driving this metal thing called a car, he would have never believed it. Well, there were many things he wouldn't have believed. The world had changed so much during the 900 years he had spent in the coffin. The thought still made him bitter, he couldn't deny that.

What had been his crime? He had refused to become a monster. He had said out loud what he thought about the barbaric behavior of his siblings. Because of that, they had decided that he couldn't be trusted. Yes, he was aware that it had been Niklaus who had made the decision to leave him daggered, but the rest of them hadn't rejected.

They hadn't seen him as a part of their family. They hadn't stood up for him. They had considered him as a gloomy dullard who spoiled their fun. None of them had made any effort to see things from his point of view. They hadn't even tried to understand his inner struggling against the bloodlust. It was true that he had hated what their mother's spell had made them become.

Finn had always been a calm man who had enjoyed peace and quiet. He had never asked much, he had valued the simple things in life. Home, family… There had been a very special girl in their village. He had loved her and hoped to wed her. Then the spell had happened. Nothing had been the same after that. He had lost everything he had held dear.

He and his siblings had been forced to flee from their own father. He had been forced to watch his siblings becoming monsters while fighting against his own bloodlust. Yes, all of that had made him gloomy. He had lost his hope. And now… He glanced at the woman sleeping on the seat beside him. A lighthearted young woman, so full of life. He had never met anyone like her before. She yawned before slowly opening her hazel eyes.

"Hello there," he greeted her smiling. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah," she replied and stretched her arms. "Did I snore?"

"No, you didn't."

"Good." She paused and smiled at him. "Are we there yet?"

"Almost."

They were both quiet for a moment before she spoke.

"Are you sure you want to do this? I mean…"

He could guess what she meant; they had talked about his family.

"Yes, I… I need to do this."

"Okay. I just don't want you to get hurt."

He smiled as he felt her warm hand touching his.

"I appreciate your concern."

They were both quiet again, but the silence wasn't uncomfortable. She looked outside and drew patterns on the window with her finger. They would arrive to New Orleans soon. It was time to face his family. They needed his help and despite of everything, he was going to help them. They were his family and he did hope to make peace with them.

Again, if someone would have told him that 6 months ago, he would have never believed it. It was all thanks to her. After leaving Mystic Falls, he had been completely lost. The world had been nothing but a strange place to him and there had been so many things he couldn't understand. Then he had met her. His Sammy. She had become his teacher and eventually something more. She had given him a reason to smile again. Did he deserve her, probably not, but he was still grateful. To him, she was nothing less than a miracle.