Fairy Godmother
The Vampire Diaries Futurish
Summary: Elena's happily married...but there's something she wants. Guess its a job for fairy godmother Bonnie to step in. Stefan/Elena; Bonnie and Elena friendship. Other couples to be announced. Set in a future a few years after season 2. Bonnie, Elena, Tyler, Caroline, and Matt are seniors in college. Jeremy's a junior in college. Jenna's a psychologist and Alaric's still a history teacher. Rose and Klaus and Elijah and Jules are dead, Damon's nowhere to be found, and the rest are just living their lives.
Author's note. I have a few more chapters of this done I just wanted to post the prologue and see how well it's taken. More chapters to be uploaded in the next week. Any questions or concerns let me know. Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: Don't own the show or it's characters in any way.
Prologue:
When Bonnie came home that day from class there was a message on her phone. Setting her bag down on the armchair next to the phone she pushed the message button:
"Hey Bon, it's Elena. I know you had class today but I'm just really overwhelmed right now and I could use some best friend time..."
There was a pause and for a moment Bonnie thought she heard sniffling.
"Call me when you get a chance and we'll go have coffee at the Grill or something."
The machine beeped and Bonnie frowned, deleting the message. She'd just seen Elena earlier that morning when they'd visited Jenna in the hospital while she recovered from an appendicitis surgery a few days ago. What could have possibly happened in six hours? She dialed Elena's cell phone and waited for her friend to pick up.
"Bonnie?" Elena said. Again with the sniffling. What the hell was going on?
"Yeah, I got your message. What's wrong? Are you two okay? Is it Jeremy? Jenna?"
"We're all fine . . . I just need, I don't know. I need to talk something out." Elena said, her voice starting to calm down. Bonnie calmed down too. "Can you come to the boarding house now?"
"Sure," Bonnie said, "I'll be there in fifteen minutes."
"Thanks, Bonnie," Elena sniffled again.
"No problem, Elena," Bonnie said. They both hung up the phones and five minutes later Bonnie was out the door. She texted a quick apology to her husband saying she was with his sister and wouldn't make their reservation.
When she was almost to the boarding house, she got a text from Elena to come right up the stairs. As her SUV parked next to Elena's hybrid she noticed that Stefan's Jeep wasn't in the driveway. Hmm.
Her car off, she grabbed her keys and rushed into the house. A few seconds after the door shut she heard Elena shout, "I'm in my room..."
"Okay!" Bonnie shouted back, rushing up the stairs to Elena and Stefan's room. "Elena, what—" She faltered, sighing, when she saw her best friend curled up on the floor. Elena leaned against the bed, a blanket wrapped around her arms and an open photo album on her lap. There was a half-empty box of tissue a few inches away from her. When Bonnie looked Elena in the eye, the tears worsened.
Bonnie had already figured out from the snifflies over the phone that Elena was or had been crying . . . but looking at her now she'd never seen eyes so red and teary. She abandoned her coat and purse on the floor, enveloping her best friend-quasi sister into a hug. Elena sobbed into her shoulder.
"Elena, what's wrong?" Bonnie said, "Did you and Stefan have a fight?"
The reply was a muffled "No." Or, Bonnie was pretty sure that was what she said. It was hard to understand her through the tears. Bonnie was quiet for awhile, giving Elena time to cry it all out.
After a few minutes Elena calmed down, wiping her eyes and blowing her nose. A few more minutes later, and Elena whispered through a stuffy nose: "It was Katherine."
Bonnie wasn't expecting that. "Sweetie, Katherine's dead. Well, at least as dead as one can be when they're desecrating in a sealed tomb underground."
"I know that," Elena sniffled, wiping her nose again. "But she's right. She always has been. She's a psychotic, manipulative, slutty bitch but she's right."
"Okay, I'm lost," Bonnie said.
"Do you remember back in senior year when we were just dealing with Katherine and she had Caroline spying on us?" Bonnie nodded. "She made her tell me all these things about how Stefan and I were doomed . . ."
"Yeah, I'm still not following," Bonnie said. "What does that have to do with today? It's been years."
Elena sighed, sitting up slighty, "She's right, Bonnie."
Bonnie's face dropped, "Are you leaving Stefan?"
"No!" Elena shook her head, "Never. I love Stefan and I meant what I said in those vows. I wanna be with him forever."
"So what's the problem?" Bonnie was confused.
Elena hugged herself, "I want a baby, Bonnie."
"Oh," Bonnie said. It finally clicked. "But I thought you said you didn't need one and being with Stefan is enough."
"It is," Elena said, "But . . . Jenna and Ric have little Zoe Lynn and Caroline and Tyler just adopted Dillion Matthew . . . and you—"
"Me?" Bonnie said, "I don't have any kids."
"But you will," Elena sighed. "You can."
"So just adopt," Bonnie said. "Or . . . get a donor. You can still have a baby, Elena."
A beeping noise broke the tension in the room. Bonnie pulled out her cell phone. It was a text from Jeremy: U ok babe?
She texted back: Ya w/ Elena.
"You should go," Elena wrapped the blanket tighter around her arms. "Don't you have plans with Jeremy tonight?"
"We post-poned them," Bonnie told her—not telling her it was because of her that they cancelled their plans. They could always go out another night. "He had some homework to do so you've got me all night." Elena nodded, sniffling. Bonnie wanted to get some more information out of her about what upset her but she also didn't want to get her started again. "Hey, how about a girls night? Trashy movies, wine, junk food, chocolate . . . what do ya say?"
Elena smiled, just a little. "Sounds like fun."
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A few hours later when they heard Stefan come in the door, they were both totally and completely drunk.
"Stefan!" Elena giggled, her words slurred. She stumbled over to her hubby and jumped up in his arms.
"Hi," Stefan laughed, holding on to her. Laughing as she whispered loving and very naughty things in his ears. "Are we having fun?"
"Loads!" Bonnie snorted, laughing. Elena looked up, laughing even harder.
"I can see that," Stefan set his wife gently on the floor. Elena jumped up on the couch and bounced up and down. Bonnie threw a pillow at her and she collapsed on the couch in a fit of giggles.
"I hate to spoil the fun . . . but Elena we should be getting to bed." Elena's lip retreated to a pout. "Ric called earlier and said they're releasing Jenna early tomorrow so he'll be dropping Zoe off at about six in the morning."
"What time is it now?" Elena slurred.
"One in the morning," Stefan replied. Elena whined.
"Damn . . ." Bonnie giggled, "It's late. I should go. Jeremy's pr-probably w-wondering what's taking m-me so long."
"I'll call him and tell him you're sleeping in the guest room." Stefan said. Bonnie nodded. "Why don't you two head up? I'll clean this up." He gestured at the chip-strewn, wine-spilled, feathers from pillows mess that plagued the living room.
Elena giggled, "I love you, Stefan." She collided with him for another hug—this one very handsy.
"Love you too," Stefan kissed her. Then the two girls giggled and stumbled up the stairs. He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. "Hey Jeremy . . . your wife's gonna stay here for the night, okay? Tipsy? Hmm...I'd say loaded."
He heard the girls giggle from up the stairs.
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The next morning, Bonnie's head felt like it was going to explode. "Ugh . . ." She turned over and instantly regretted it . . . a nauseous dizzy sensation made everything spin.
A door opened—not a pleasant sound, fyi, when your head is on fire—and she heard the pitter-patter of little feet. Ugh and light shined on her face . . . ow . . .
"Bonnie!" Along with the pain of a tiny body jumping on her was the screaming in her ears. "Aunt Bonnie wake up!" Oh god . . . Bonnie felt like she was gonna puke . . .
"Zoe, come here sweetie. Let Auntie Bonnie sleep."
Zoe? Honestly neither of the voices sounded even at all human through the fog in her brain.
"Okay . . ." The bouncing on top of her ceased and the bed shifted. Zoe must have got off the bed. "Why is Auntie Bonnie still sleepin'? It's daytime. Doesn't she wanna play with me?"
"I'm sure she would love to play with you when she's more awake and feels better." The other voice was starting to clear up. Sorta.
"She sick?" Zoe's little voice said.
"Sort of . . . it's hard to explain." Now she knew who it was . . . it was Elena. But shouldn't she have as much as of a hangover as Bonnie herself did?
Bonnie sat up . . . but the rushing in her head made her drop her head forward. "Ugh..."
"How ya feelin' Bon?" Elena laughed. Zoe giggled.
"I hate you . . ." Bonnie groaned. Elena laughed again.
"Zoe, sweetie, why don't you go ask Uncle Stefan to make you some lunch?"
"'Kay," The little girl ran out the door and down the stairs.
There was a shifting on the bed. Elena must have sat down. Bonnie tried—very slowly—to lift her head again. Thankfully this time she was succesful. "I hate you." Bonnie said again. "Why isn't your head pounding like mine?"
Elena shrugged, blushing. "I dunno. Maybe I can just handle my alcohol better than you can."
Bonnie wasn't convinced, "Not buying it. In high school you always had hangovers after those parties we always went to."
Elena blushed again, "Um . . . maybe let's just say that there are perks to having a vampire husband." Elena's cheeks were still bright pink. Bonnie though about it. Then . . .
"Ew . . . so don't wanna know . . ." she covered her mouth, willing the vomit to stop rising in her throat.
"Well . . ." Elena continued blushing.
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Well, at least you're not as upset as you were yesterday. I guess my plan worked . . . and apparently Stefan helped too."
Elena smiled but Bonnie could tell she was still thinking about yesterday. Despite the screaming headache, Bonnie knew it was time to finish their conversation from the day before.
"You okay?" Bonnie asked.
Elena blinked, sighing, "Not really. But the talking and the drinking and . . . Stefan . . . helped. And Zoe too. I like babysitting her." Speaking of the cutie, Zoe came running into the room. She jumped on the bed, and Elena grabbed her in a hug. "Hi cutie. Is Uncle Stefan making your lunch?"
"Yep," Zoe nodded. "He silly. He drops things."
"Stefan, drop things?" Bonnie said. "Guess he's getting clumsly in his old age."
"What you talking about?" Zoe asked. She was always curious about everything.
"I was just asking your Auntie Elena if she was done being sad."
"Why you sad, Auntie 'Lena?" Zoe looked up, her eyes too worried for her almost four year old self.
"It's nothing, okay," Elena said. She gave Bonnie a pointed look. She sighed. "Auntie Elena was just sad because there was something I wanted but didn't know how to get." Zoe kinked her eyebrow, obviously not understanding what her 'auntie lena' said.
"Zoe! Your spaghettios are done!" Stefan called from downstairs.
Zoe looked toward the door, a smile on her face. Bonnie and Elena smiled too. "You hear that kiddo? Go on, go eat your 'sgettios." Elena put her on the floor and she ran out of the room.
"Back to what we were talking about . . ." Bonnie said. Elena's smile disappeared. "What was that about yesterday?"
"I told you," Elena sighed, "I want a baby."
"Right, and I'm still not sure why you don't think you can get it." Bonnie said. "Caroline and Tyler did it."
"I've been thinking about it and . . . I think it's important that the Petrova bloodline continues. I'm the last of the line." Elena said. "What if something goes wrong and Petrova blood is needed again? What if Klaus comes back? Elijah did when Damon killed him the first time."
"Have you talked to Stefan about this?" Bonnie asked.
Elena shook her head. "You're the first person I've talked to about this."
"Well, I don't disagree," Bonnie said. "But I do think that Klaus is really gone. It's over." Bonnie said. "We haven't had a vampire or werewolf problem in Mystic Falls since."
Elena silently agreed, but . . .
"You want the Salvatore line to continue as well," Bonnie said quietly.
Elena nodded, looking down at the bed. "He died before he got to do any of that. Katherine robbed him of that . . . and I wanna give it back to him."
Bonnie completely understood.
Elena sighed, "I guess, though, that I'll just have to settle with adoption or something like that."
"Yeah, he'll love you and any kid you adopt just as much," Bonnie said.
"I know he will," Elena smiled. "That's what I love about him . . ." Bonnie started thinking about Jeremy and babies . . . "I think I'm gonna head downstairs. Kiss Stefan . . . and have lunch with my godchild." Bonnie nodded.
As Elena floated downstairs, the gears began to turn in Bonnie's hungover but still functioning mind . . .
To Be Continued...