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"Who is this?" a brunette long haired girl asked, holding up a thin old photo of a beautiful woman that was distincly familiar to her but couldn't remember from where she had seen her.
There was nothing but silence as the two men in the room looked over and saw what the girl was looking at.
The two looked at each other, shared grief in their eyes.
"Stefan? Damon?" she questioned turning to them with the photo still in her hand and her eyes still glued on the photo.
"Serena." Damon answered softly but the girl didn't hear him.
"What?"
"Her name was Serena, Elena." Damon said again, this time louder.
Elena finally looked up at the two men and saw the grief and love they were both trying to hide in their eyes as they gazed upon the photo she had turned towards them. She couldn't but feel a tad jealous about one of the emotions in their eyes.
"Who is she?" Elena asked, her jealousy and curiosity getting the better of her.
"She was Serena Salvatore."
Her jealousy went up a notch.
"Salvatore?"
"Yes, my older sister, and Damon's younger sister."
And just like that, Elena was no longer jealous.
"Where is she? What happened to her?" Elena asked, wanting to get all the information that she could from them.
Stefan looked to Damon to answer.
Damon shrugged slightly. "We don't know how it happened but… After the two of us finished the transition into vampires, the two of us returned to the Salvatore home only to find our father filling in a grave with other towns people dressed in black… Stefan and I came back from the dead because of Katherine's blood and so we thought that Serena had just been killed and would awaken as a vampire like us… But as day three went by of no signs of life, we began to lose hope that our sister would still be with us. By day four, our hope was completely gone and the two of us then went our separate ways, acting out different ways of grief."
Silence.
"I-I'm so sorry." Elena said, feeling terrible that she had pushed and caused them to relive the memories.
Damon shrugged again, adjusting his tie. "It's alright. Now let's go, we have a ball from hell to get to."
Elena set the photo down on the table and preceded the two brothers out of the Boarding House.
The two brothers paused long enough to linger on the image of the woman in the photo, her hair as black as Damon's, her eyes as green as Stefan's. A prefect blend of her brother's features and almost a perfect replica of their mother.
"Let's go, Damon." Stefan sighed, grasping his brother's shoulder for a second before moving passed him. Damon followed shortly after. It was time to 'welcome' the new family to town: The Mikaelsons.
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An hour away, a woman was getting dressed in a lovely light pink dress, her blue and silver ring twinkling in the light as she struggled to reach behind her back to zip up.
Sighing in defeat, she called for one of her boyfriend's help.
"Bruce?"
"Yes?"
"Can you come zip me, please?"
Footsteps sounded as he entered the room. He came up behind her and very slowly, drew up the zipper, his large calloused fingers brushing against her back.
"Thanks, love." the woman said, turning around and kissing the black haired, blue eyed man on his lips.
"Mm, you're welcome. Now, are you almost ready?"
"Yes, I am. I just have to put my shoes on and then we can go."
A knock sounded and looking up, the woman smiled in greeting at her other boyfriend.
"You about ready, darling?"
The woman laughed as Bruce helped to steady her as she put her shoes on.
"You know I am, Clark. Now, let's go. I have some siblings to surprise."
"Alright, Alana. Let's go. The boys are tuckered in watching a movie in the living area and Alfred is watching them for us."
Alana sighed but nodded, reaching a hand up to press against her ear.
"Watchtower? We're ready for transport."
And with a bright light, the three were teleported out of the hotel suite they were staying in and reappeared on a small deserted road where a Cadillac was waiting for them.
"After you, my lady," Clark said, bowing and sweeping his arm towards the back seat as he opened the back door.
Alana laughed again as Bruce and Clark helped her into the car. "Why, thank you, kind sirs."
One of the two men got into the driver's seat and began driving to the address helpfully already programmed into it.
"Are you ready to see them, Alana?"
"Yes, yes I am. It's been too long since I've seen either of them."
"Do you think they'll recognize you?" Bruce asked from the front seat.
Alana shrugged and sighed, leaning into Clark's side.
"I don't know. It has been a long time since we've seen each other… Hopefully they will though."
"Hopefully, darling.. But if they say one rude or cruel thing to you, I reserve the option to hit them with my heat vision."
"Whatever you want, honey." Alana said with a small laugh.
"We're here." Bruce's deep voice said. Looking up from where she had been playing with her fingers nervously, Alana said a large house - not as large as Wayne Manor - lit up and filled with life and lights.
"Here we go."
"Don't worry, sweetie. We'll be with you, every step of the way."
"Good."
The valet opened their doors for them, Bruce handing the keys to him as he helped Alana out of the car. Then looping her arms through one of each of their's they walked towards the front door, handing the invitation to the doorman.
The doors opened and it seemed that they were some of the last to arrive.
Silence befell the guests inside before gasps and whispers sounded as the residents of Mystic Falls recognized the female among the trio, even though it had been several years since the last time they had laid eyes on her.
But they weren't the only ones, the Mikaelsons and Salvators gasped too, for very similar reasons.
But Alana only had eyes on the brunette haired girl whom had finally shaken herself from her stupor and began to push people out of her way in order to get to Alana. People began to realize whom was pushing through them and helpfully got out of her way.
Finally the two girls were face to face with each other.
Alana smiled softly at her. "Hello, Elena."
With a slight sob, Elena wrapped her arms around the older girl, burying her head into Alana's neck.
"I've missed you, Alana, so much."
"As I've missed you, little sister."
Annnnnd done! Now, do you think I should make this into a full story or just leave it as a one shot and let all of you go crazy with questions that haven't been answered yet? Let me know!
