Hi. Tala here. Those damn plot bunnies! I had a family of them move in to my mind. Three siblings. One, Kennett story. Two Kol/OC stories. This is my last idea for vampire diaries. I hope no more plot bunnies move in. *knock knock knock* Anyway, I hope you enjoy. I don't own Vampire Diaries.
A brown skinned, black haired, brown eyed little girl frolicked in the meadow with a brown haired brown eyed little boy. Olivia was four years old. The little boy was seven.
Olivia Bennett was in the point of view of the little girl. How she knew what she looked like, she didn't know.
Olivia ran away from the little boy. The name she screamed was never audible in her dreams. All she knew was that it was a short name.
The little boy chased her with a worm. Olivia squealed and ran away.
"Get it away! Get it away!" Olivia yelled.
"Livie, scared of a little worm?" The boy taunted.
Olivia shrieked the name again. "Yes! I hate them. They are gross and icky."
The boy's brown eyes sparkled. He brought the worm closer. "Are you sure?"
Little Olivia burst into tears. "I hate them." Olivia said the name again.
The little boy looked at her in concern. "I'm sorry, Livie." The boy threw the worm away.
The little boy was about to hug her when voices shouted the little boy's name. It was muted.
Olivia tried her hardest to hear it but the more she tried, the more obscured it was.
The little boy looked sad. His eyes broke her heart. They weren't sparkly any more. They were dull now. "I have to go Livie." The boy said sadly.
Little Olivia leaned forward and grabbed his face. "Don't be sad. We will see each other soon." Again, Olivia said the name. Little Olivia kissed his cheek. "I like your eyes when they are sparkly."
The little boy grimaced at the kiss. He obviously resisted the urge to wipe the kiss away. "You know you are the only one who gets away with that."
Little Olivia smiled. "I know. Goodbye. See you later."
The voices got closer.
"I really have to go." The little boy insisted. "Bye Livie." The little boy disappeared into the trees.
"Olivia!" A female voice shouted. "Olivia!"
Olivia knew she had to go to the voice. Olivia started towards the woman, dragging her feet.
"Olivia!"
The earth in her dream started shaking.
The voice in her dream slowly morphed into her older sister Bonnie's voice.
"Olivia Bennett wake up! You're going to be late for school." Bonnie Bennett's voice shattered Olivia's dream world.
Olivia's eyes snapped open. She yawned. "I'm up."
"Hurry up, Liv. We have to pick up Elena to take her to school." Bonnie breezed out of her little sister's room.
Olivia sat up. "How is she doing?" Olivia rubbed her eyes. Her empty wrist caught her attention. Olivia started to panick. "Bonnie!" She yelled. "Bonnie!"
Bonnie poked her head in the room. "Yes, Liv?"
"Where's my bracelet?" Olivia asked, frantically searching her room.
Bonnie wrinkled her nose. Olivia had a braided leather bracelet that looked ancient. She found it when she was little in their Gram's things. Grams had gone a little weird when Olivia got an attachment to the old thing. Grams gave it to her anyway. Something about how it should have never been her. Olivia had fallen asleep on the couch last night and Bonnie had brought her to her room. Bonnie had taken the bracelet off of her and placed it next to her bed. "It should be on your nightstand." Bonnie said.
Olivia scrambled over to her table next to her bed and found her bracelet. Olivia sighed in relief. That bracelet was special to her. She couldn't remember why that bracelet was important, it just was. It had a connection to the little boy in her dreams. Olivia tied it to her wrist and hurried to get ready for school.
Olivia dashed out the door just in time. Bonnie was about to honk the horn.
Olivia climbed in the back and the sisters were off to the Gilbert home.
Olivia put in her headphones as Bonnie drove to school. Bonnie kept going on and on about how Grams had been telling the sisters that they were witches. Bonnie might not have believed her but Olivia did. How else would she explain the dreams?
Olivia has been having dreams about the same boy for years. As long as she can remember, Olivia has dreamt about the same brown haired, brown eyed little boy. Sometimes he was grown up. Sometimes he was a kid. Sometimes he was a toddler. He was always in her dreams. Everytime she closed her eyes in sleep, he was there. Always him. Always various ages. She had two different time periods that she dreamt in. As near as she could figure it was 1523. Or so one dream said. Her name was always Olivia in both time periods. The boy's name was always muted.
Olivia snapped out of her thoughts as she was slammed into the side of the car. "Jeez!" Olivia yanked her headphones from her ears. "Bonnie! Learn to drive!"
"I'm sorry, Liv." Bonnie turned to Elena. "I'm sorry Elena. It looked like a bird or something."
Olivia snorted and put her headphones back in. Bonnie was a terrible driver. Olivia would bet money that she was watching Elena instead of the road.
Bonnie pulled back onto the road.
Five minutes later they pulled into the school parking lot. Olivia hopped out.
"Hey, Liv?" Elena called, getting out of the car. "Have you spoken to Jeremy lately?"
Olivia shook her head. "I haven't, he doesn't talk to me anymore. Not after I found him doing drugs. All I asked was if he was okay. He blew up at me and we haven't spoken since. Today will be the first time I have seen him in weeks." Olivia hitched her bag higher on her shoulder. "I could try talking to him, if you want?" Olivia offered.
Elena shook her head. "No, it's fine Liv. He will talk to you when he is ready."
Olivia nodded. "Is that all you needed? I have to get to class. Miss Baker wants me in class earlier to go over some work."
Elena shooed her off. "No. Get to class Liv."
Olivia smiled. "See you later El."
Elena waved her off. Olivia gave a backwards wave in response and scampered off to class.
Olivia hurried into her history class. Olivia was in advanced classes. She was a sophomore. She was only a year younger than her older sister Bonnie. So Olivia had Mr. Tanner in history. Olivia shared that class with Bonnie and Elena.
Olivia sat down next to Matt Donovan. "Hey Matt. How have you been?"
"Oh, hey Liv. I'm doing fine. What about you?" Matt asked.
"I'm doing good." Olivia assured.
"Still having those dreams." Matt stated knowingly.
"Shhh. Be quiet. I don't want Bonnie to know." Olivia admonished.
"Liv, you have to tell someone. You can't keep all those dreams to yourself." Matt turned his baby blue eyes on her. "I mean, you had a dream of someone killing you when you were eleven years old. No kid should dream of that."
Olivia gave him a tight smile. "I should have never told you about them."
"Liv, please. If not Bonnie or your friends, then please, talk to someone professional." Matt pleaded.
"And tell them what? 'So I dream about this boy every night. Sometimes I dream about someone killing me while he watches. Sometimes I dream about this boy as a kid, sometimes as an adult, sometimes he even is a baby. Oh, and the year I dream about is 1000 AD and 1523. Yes, I am completely sane, Doctor'.'' Olivia said angrily. "Yeah, that isn't going to fly."
Matt held up his hands. "Whoa, Liv. It was only a suggestion."
Olivia deflated. "I'm sorry Matt."
Matt opened his mouth to answer when Mr. Tanner walked in the room.
"We'll talk later." Olivia whispered.
Mr. Tanner started the class.
Olivia doodled in her notebook as Mr. Tanner talked. She completely missed Elena and the new boy doing their eye thing.
"Miss Bennett Jr." Mr. Tanner yelled. "I hope we aren't boring you."
Olivia snapped out of her doodle daydream. "Sorry Mr. Tanner."
Mr. Tanner gave her look. He turned back to the class and kept lecturing.
Olivia glanced down at her notebook. She had drew a letter and two numbers all over the page. The letter was a capital K and the numbers were six and three. Olivia was confused. What did that mean? She would have to ask her Grams after school.
School passed fairly quickly. Olivia gathered her things and waited for Bonnie outside her car. Olivia listened to her music as she waited. Five minutes later, Bonnie finally came outside. She was talking to Caroline Forbes.
The two girls spoke for a few minutes more then parted ways with a wave to each other.
"Finally, Bonnie. You took forever." Olivia said, hopping in the front seat.
Bonnie got in and started the car. "Hey, I am going by the Grill in a bit, do you want to come with? Caroline will be there."
Olivia shook her head. "No. Can you drop me by Grams? I want to talk with her."
"Liv, you seriously are not buying the whole witch thing, are you?" Bonnie asked incredulously.
Olivia shook her head. "No. It's just . . . Bonnie, she is the only mother figure I have known. I need to talk to her."
"And it's something you don't want to talk to me about?" Bonnie was a little hurt. Ever since Grams had started talking about them being witches Olivia had been spending a lot of time with their Grams.
Olivia violently shook her head. "That's not it at all Bonnie." She denied. "I just want to talk to Grams."
Bonnie sighed. "Okay." Bonnie made the turn to their Gram's house.
Olivia hopped out of the car. "I'll meet you at home. I'll have Grams take me back. Or I will walk."
"Don't walk." Bonnie said. "With all of those people dying because of that animal, I don't want you walking home alone."
Olivia smiled. "Okay Bon. I will have Grams drive me."
Bonnie smiled at her little sister and backed out of the driveway.
Olivia sighed and hitched her bag higher. "Okay. It's just Grams."
The front door of the house opened. "Are you coming in or are you gonna stand out there and talk to yourself the whole night?"
Olivia smiled at her grandmother's words. "I'm coming in Grams. I have to talk to you."
"Come in here child." Shelia Bennett urged.
Sheila fussed over her granddaughter. "How was school Baby?"
"It was fine. Hey, Grams? I think I might believe you about our family being witches. For as long as I can remember I have been having these dreams and today I wrote a letter and numbers all over my schoolbook." Olivia rushed out.
Sheila looked at her youngest granddaughter. "What letter and numbers were they?"
"A capital K and six and three." Olivia admitted.
Inside Sheila winced. So she was her. Olivia Bennett was a popular name among their family line. Stretching back a thousand years to Olivia Bennett who was her ancestor Ayanna's youngest daughter. Olivia Bennett cropped up again in the 1500's as the daughter of a Bennett witch. The thing is, Olivia Bennett had caught the eye of a dangerous man. In both of her lives this man had courted her and she had been killed in a violent death by an unknown person. Most assume it was the man she was courting.
"Grams?" Olivia asked, concerned. Her Grams had spaced out for a second.
"I'm fine Baby. You are a witch. Those day dreams that you have been having are clues that the spirits are leaving you. Each and every one of those letters and numbers are important. Always listen to the Spirits, Olivia. There are consequences if you don't." Sheila warned.
Olivia nodded eagerly. "Can you teach me?"
Sheila smiled. "Of course."
Olivia spent the next few hours with her Grams, learning her family history. Soon, it was dark. Olivia glanced out the window and saw the moon was out. "Hey, Grams? Can you give me a ride home? I promised Bonnie I wouldn't walk."
Sheila grabbed her car keys. "Let's go." Sheila drove Olivia home. "Come back tomorrow and we can learn more."
"I can't Grams. There is this back to school thing at the Falls tomorrow night." Olivia explained.
Sheila raised an eyebrow. "There won't be drinking at this party will there?"
Olivia wouldn't meet her eyes. "Maybe."
Sheila looked hard at her youngest granddaughter. "Don't drink too much."
Olivia brightened. "Thank you Grams."
"Go on now. Your sister is waiting." Sheila urged.
Olivia smiled happily. "I'll see you the day after next Grams."
Sheila waved her youngest grandbaby off. Whyever would Abby want to leave them in the first place. Sheila would never know.
The little boy made another appearance in her dream. This time, the boy was about three and Olivia was a newborn. How she remembered that far back was a mystery.
Olivia giggled at the little boy with the brown hair. He was so funny.
"What's her name?" The little boy asked.
"Her name is Olivia. Olivia Bennett." An unseen woman's voice spoke.
"Livie?" The little toddler tried to pronounce her name.
The boy's name was spoken sharply. "Her name is Olivia." Another woman admonished. "Elijah? Look after them for a moment. Ayanna and I need to talk."
"Yes mother." A semi deep male voice spoke.
The little boy leaned closer to her. "I like Livie. I will call you Livie when no one else is around." He whispered.
The boy's name was called and he disappeared from her vision. Baby Olivia started to cry. Where did he go? He just vanished.
The little boy's face popped back into her sight. "Shhh." He soothed as best as a three year old could. "I'm here, Livie."
Olivia's eyes popped open at the sound of her alarm. Olivia sighed. Another day in hell.
Olivia sat in History class, listening to Mr. Tanner talk about The Battle of Willow Creek. Olivia took notes while he spoke. She looked up when he called out Miss. Bennett. It was a reflex. Everyone knew that, in class, Mr Tanner called Olivia Miss. Bennett Jr.
"How many casualties resulted in this battle?" Mr. Tanner asked Bonnie.
"Um . . . a lot? I'm not sure. Like a whole lot." Bonnie played with him.
Olivia hid a smirk. She knew how smart her sister was. She just didn't want to answer.
"Cute becomes dumb in an instant Miss. Bennett." Mr. Tanner's eyes zeroed in on Matt sitting next to her. "Mr. Donovan? Would you like to take this moment to overcome your embedded jock stereotype?"
Olivia bristled. No one messes with her friends.
"It's okay Mr. Tanner. I'm cool with it." Matt played along with Bonnie.
"Hmmm. Elena?" Mr. Tanner turns to the Gilbert girl. "Surely you could enlighten us about one of the town's most significantly historical events?"
"I-I'm sorry. I don't know." Elena ended the game that Bonnie had started.
Mr. Tanner sighed. "I was willing to be lenient last year for obvious reasons, Elena. But the personal excuses ended with summer break."
"There were 346 casualties. Unless you are counting the local civilians." The new boy spoke up.
Olivia studied the new boy. She never really had the chance before.
The new boy had an almost square jaw. He had slight dimples in his cheeks. He had semi short semi long hair. It was either blonde or brown, Olivia couldn't tell. She also couldn't see his eyes from this distance.
In all she guessed he was hot. It might be silly, and call her stupid if you wished, but her heart belonged to that boy in her dreams. She knew he was real. He had to be out there, somewhere. Maybe the time period was made up in her mind. I mean, dreaming about 1000 AD and 1523? Olivia was interested in those time periods. Maybe her mind was giving her what she wished and was allowing her to see what it was like back then.
"Well, very good." Mr. Tanner's voice broke her out of her thoughts. "Except, of course, there were no civilian casualties in this battle."
"Actually, there were 27, sir. Confederate soldiers, they fired on the church, believing it to be housing weapons. They were wrong. It was a night of great loss. The founder's archives are, uh, stored in civil hall if you'd like to brush up on your facts, Mr. Tanner." The new boy schooled him.
"Hmm." Mr. Tanner hummed and went back to teaching the class.
Olivia hid a smile and got back to taking notes. Olivia would only find out later that night that she had written a small capital K and 3,6 in the margin of her school book.
After school, Bonnie and Olivia were getting ready for the party.
"Who's the new boy?" Olivia asked her sister as she coated her eyelids in purple eyeshadow. Olivia had decided to wear a purple dress with black flats on her feet. Her leather bracelet was tied around her wrist like always and she had put in some hoop earrings.
"That's Stefan Salvatore." Bonnie was right next to her putting on her own makeup. "Didn't you hear him introduce himself in class today?"
Olivia thought back. "No. I have a lot on my mind."
Bonnie laughed. "I can see that." She took the brush from Olivia and set about doing her makeup. "Anything you want to talk to me about?"
"Not right now. We are going to be late." Olivia distracted. "It is already 7:30."
Bonnie made a few more swipes with the brush. "There. Beautiful."
Olivia looked in the mirror and smiled at her older sister. "Thanks Bon. Can we go now?"
Bonnie scurried around grabbing her purse and car keys. "Let's go."
Olivia squealed and ran for the car. Bonnie laughed as she locked up the house.
Ten minutes later they were pulling up at the falls. Teenagers were everywhere, making out, talking, and drinking.
Olivia looked around. She spotted Elena over by the fire.
"Bon! There's Elena." Olivia pointed her out.
Bonnie gave a stern look to her little sister. "Don't drink so much."
Olivia gave an innocent smile. "I promise."
Bonnie gave her one last look and left to go talk to Elena.
Olivia looked around. She spotted Matt over by the drinks. Perfect. Olivia made her way over to him. "Hi Matt."
"Hey, Liv." Matt waved at her.
Olivia reached for a drink and started sipping it. Matt raised an eyebrow but said nothing. After chatting with Matt for a bit, Olivia wandered off. She mingled with a few of her friends she spotted but eventually wandered off with a beer in her hands. She hiked through the forest for a bit. There was this place she wanted to see. She and the little boy had played there in one of her dreams. It had a perfect view of the falls.
Olivia stumbled her way back to the party. She couldn't find it. Maybe that was more proof on the time periods.
"Olivia!"
"Liv!"
"Olivia!"
Several voices called her name. Olivia came within hearing distance of the party.
"Oh my word. What if she got attacked too?" Bonnie's panicked voice floated to her ears.
"Bonnie. Calm down. I am sure she is fine." Elena soothed.
"Olivia!" Matt yelled.
"I'm right here." Olivia stepped out of the woods and saw what had happened. There was an ambulance just peeling out of the parking lot. Police officers were everywhere. "What happened?"
"Olivia." Bonnie said in relief. She ran and gather Olivia in her arms. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Bonnie pulled back and twisted her sister's body to see if she had any injuries.
"I'm okay. What happened? Why did an ambulance just leave?" Olivia asked confused.
Sheriff Forbes came up to the girls. "You found her. Good. Is she harmed?"
"I'm fine Sheriff. I was just looking for a spot in the woods I found a couple years back." Olivia explained.
"Don't go in the woods alone girls. With this animal on the loose you could die." Sheriff Forbes scolded. She knew these girls. They were her friends' daughters.
"Yes ma'am." Olivia looked at the ground.
"Yes Sheriff Forbes." Bonnie said next.
Sheriff Forbes walked off.
Bonnie turned to Elena. "Hey, we're going to go to Mainline coffee, wait for news."
"I gotta take Jeremy home." Elena declined.
"Hey, can you swing me home as well?" Olivia asked.
"Sure?" Elena turned to Bonnie.
"It's fine. She has her own key. I'll take Caroline with me." Bonnie walked with Elena, Jeremy and Olivia to Elena's car.
"You can't ignore Caroline forever, Liv." Elena told her. "She didn't mean what she did."
"What? Did I hear that right? She didn't mean to set me up with someone who was late to our date and he made me pay. Her senses didn't go off at that, at all?" Olivia snorted. "Yeah, I am still mad at her. She can talk to me first. Jeremy is the lesser of the two evils at the moment." Olivia stalked the rest of the way to Elena's car and got in the front seat.
Elena rolled her eyes at Jeremy's outcry. Elena watched as Olivia stuck her tongue out and locked the car door. Jeremy grumbled as he got in the back seat.
"Elena?" Bonnie's voice stopped her from going to her car. "There's no way that I am psychic. I know that. But whatever I saw or thought I saw, I have this feeling. . ."
Elena turned to her best friend. "Bonnie, what?"
"That it is just the beginning. And somehow, you and Olivia are at the center of it all." Bonnie's voice was fearful.
Elena glanced at the car. Olivia had her headphones in and was looking at the sky.
"We will protect her. She won't get hurt." Elena said firmly.
Bonnie nodded. Caroline made a loud impatient noise over by Bonnie's car. "I have to go. Take care of her please."
Bonnie hugged Elena and left to go help Caroline sober up.
Elena turned to her car and got in. "Let's get you two home."
Olivia dreamt that night about the place by the Falls. She was about 16 in age. The boy was now a man at 19 years of age.
Olivia laughed the boy's name. "Are we almost there?"
The man looked back at her. His brown eyes were bright with that sparkle she loved. "Almost there Livie."
"Where are we going?" Olivia asked.
"I told you. To a place I found by the waterfall. It has the most perfect view." The boy turned man pulled her by her hand.
Olivia laughed the boy's name again. "Slow down."
"Never!" The man declared. He scooped her up and tossed her over his shoulder.
Olivia squealed. She yelled the man's name this time. "Unhand me you brute!"
The man's shoulders shook with laughter. "I will never release you fair maiden. You are mine." The man set her down on the ground. "Here we are."
Olivia stared into his brown eyes. There was something different in them. They were darker, almost black. There also was a lingering look of nervousness in his eyes.
"Livie?" The man asked.
"Yes," Olivia said the man's name huskily.
"We have been courting for the past three months. I love you. Will you become my wife?" The man clearly was worried she would say no.
Olivia felt a rush of love for this man. She decided to not mess with him this time. "Yes. I will marry you."
The man's brown eyes sparkled the brightest she has ever seen them. He pulled her into his arms and held her close. "I love you." He whispered.
"Du vil alltid være min alltid, jeg elsker deg." Olivia whispered. The strange words flowing from her mouth like her birth language.
The man's smile widened. "Jeg vil elske deg for alltid, min kjære." The man whispered before he caught her lips with his.
"Olivia!" A voice yelled, shattering her perfect dream. "Come on, school."
Olivia groaned and opened her eyes. She sat up and scrambled for her phone. She typed into Google translate the words she remembered from last night. The first phrase stared at her from the screen. "You will forever be my always, I love you." Olivia wrinkled her brow. She hurriedly typed in what the man had said. "I will love you forever, my darling."
Olivia liked that. Being called his darling. It sounded better in the language they were speaking though. "Min kjære." Olivia whispered.
Bonnie poked her head in the room. "Did you say something?"
Olivia shook her head. "No Bonnie. Just thinking." Olivia cleared her search history and locked her phone. Olivia shooed her sister out of her room. "I have to get dressed. I have to go to hell today."
Bonnie wrinkled her brow. "Hell?"
Olivia sighed. "School, Bonnie. School."
Bonnie nodded. "Okay. Just hurry. I am leaving in ten minutes, with or without you in the car."
Olivia saluted her and started gathering her clothes.
Bonnie rolled her eyes and left the room. Her sister was weird. Bonnie could have sworn she heard Olivia say something in a foreign language. Min kajere? Something like that at least.
Bonnie got in the car. Not two minutes later Olivia hopped in. "You never told me what happened last night. Why were the cops there? Did someone get hurt?"
Bonnie looked over at Olivia. "Vicki Donovan got attacked by an animal last night. Elena and Jeremy found her. She lost a lot of blood. She is in the hospital."
Olivia gasped. "Oh my god! How is Matt holding up? How is Vicki? Is she okay?"
"Liv?" Bonnie said.
Olivia kept firing questions at her.
"Olivia?" Bonnie said louder.
Olivia just kept talking.
"Livie!" Bonnie yelled.
Olivia froze. "What did you just call me?" She said deadly quiet. Bonnie had to strain to hear her voice.
Bonnie pulled into the school. "I called you Livie. Do you not like it? I can keep calling you Liv if you want."
Olivia glared at Bonnie. "Don't ever call me Livie." She said with anger.
Bonnie looked about to scold her so Olivia opened her car door. "Ever." She said darkly and stalked into the school, slamming the car door as she left.
"Okay then." Bonnie said.
In history class, Olivia watched as Stefan Salvatore and Elena stared at each other for the whole class.
Science passed as usual with Miss Baker being her usual nice and concerning self. Miss Baker was a thirty year old teacher. She had curly brown hair and was extremely nice. She cared about all of her students. She especially liked Olivia. Olivia was barely passing Science before Miss Baker came. The old teacher taught in a way that Olivia couldn't grasp what he was teaching. Miss Baker came and turned Olivia's whole outlook on Science around. She made it fun. Olivia now had B's in her class. Olivia would go for A's but she didn't want all the attention that would give her. Maybe in her senior year, or right before she would graduate, she would push herself and get all A's. Right now, Olivia was perfectly happy with her grades.
During lunch, Carline came up to her.
"Hey, Olivia. Look, I'm sorry about setting you up with that guy and making you lose the money you were saving for summer camp. I really need your help." Caroline apologized and pleaded in the same rant.
Olivia was weary. The last time she helped out Caroline, she spent hours putting together paper garlands, by herself. "It depends on what you need."
Caroline sighed in relief. "I just need some help folding paper programs for the comet tonight."
"When do you need my help?" Olivia asked. "Because I promised my Grams I would go see her after school."
Caroline whined. "Please can you help me. We are meeting at five tonight."
"Where at?" Olivia rubbed her forehead. She was getting a headache.
"The Grill." Caroline said eagerly.
Olivia thought for a moment. School gets out at three, if she leaves right away, she can make it to her Grams by 3:15. If she spends an hour and thirty minutes with her Grams, she can make it to the Grill by 5 maybe a little bit later.
"Look Care, I'll try. I might be a few minutes late, but I will try." Olivia promised.
The bell rang just then. "I got to go Care. I promise I will try."
Caroline squealed. "Thanks Liv. You are the best." Caroling hugged her.
"Yeah. Yeah." Olivia glanced at the clock. "Look, Care, I gotta go. We are going to be late for class."
"See you at five." Caroline tossed over her shoulder as she left.
Olivia rubbed her forehead again. Her headache was getting worse. Maybe she should go to the nurse. Olivia stumbled her way to the front office. Before she made it halfway, Olivia collapsed in the school hallway. The last thing she heard before she was swept off to the blackness was a girl's scream of her name.
Olivia woke up in the spot from her last dream where the man from her dreams proposed to her. This felt different that her normal dreams. The man from her dreams was sitting in the middle watching something.
"Hello?" Olivia called.
The man's attention snapped to her. "Livie?" He whispered. "You're alive again?" His brown eyes filled with tears.
Olivia looked at him. "What is your name?"
The man's face looked sadly at her. "You won't be able to hear my name until I meet you face to face. I can tell you but you won't hear it. It's how it always is."
The man's face hardened. "How are you here? You aren't supposed to be here. What happened?"
Olivia scrunched her face up. "I don't know. I had a really bad headache. The last thing I remember is my sister yelling my name and then I woke up here."
The man had a thoughtful look on his face. "This is different. Maybe it's because I am daggered."
Olivia choked. "You're daggered?! How are you alive?"
The man's expression closed off. "I can't tell you anything."
Olivia got angry. "Than what can you tell me?! For as long as I can remember I have dreamt of you. I get these dreams of us, in all ages. One dream we are little next time you are three and I am a newborn. The next you are 19 and I am 16. What the hell is happening?"
The man's face got more melancholy the longer she spoke. "I am so sorry, Min kjære. I can't tell you." He said sadly.
Olivia's face crumbled. "What is happening to me?"
The man walked closer to her. He pulled her into his arms. His earthy scent enveloped her like a warm blanket. He smelled like pine and rain while it falls. The man kissed the top of her head. He murmured to her in his birth language. Olivia only recognized a few words. I love you. My darling. And the word forever.
Olivia noticed her arms glowing. "What's going on?"
The man looked so sad it hurt her heart and soul. He should always be happy and his brown eyes should always be sparkling. "You are waking up from whatever knocked you unconscious. Be careful, Livie. Dangerous things are out there." His brown eyes were so dull and filled with pain.
Olivia walked up to him. "I love your eyes when they sparkle. Goodbye. I hope I can see you again." Olivia placed her hand on his cheek.
The man's eyes widened in panic. "Don't try! Promise me Olivia. Right now. You won't try to contact me like this again. It's dangerous."
Olivia frowned. His voice was so serious. He had called her by her full name. In her dreams, he only ever did that if she was in danger or he was dead serious about something.
Olivia grew brighter. "I promise you." She yelled. She didn't know if he could hear her. "I promise you, min kjærlighet." The words flowed naturally from her tongue.
Olivia caught one last look at the man. His brown eyes were wide. "I will find you Min kjære. As soon as I am free, I will find you." He yelled.
His words echoed in her mind as Olivia woke up. Olivia eyes snapped open at the same time, miles away, a body in a coffin in a storage unit reflexively opened it's eyes. The body blinked for a few minutes then it's eyes closed again.
"Olivia." The man from her dream's voice floated into her head.
The man was none other than Kol Mikaelson and his soul and mind were calling out with everything he had to reach his Olivia. Olivia's soul answered and an unbreakable bond started to reconnect the two. The bond stretched over a thousand years to reunite two lovers. Their story was just beginning
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