"What do you mean?!" I yelled.

She quickly jumped up, covered my mouth and shushed me. "Shut up will you." I gave a weak nod. "From what I can tell," she started, lifting the book, "I am suffering from something in my blood and they don't really understand it. Apparently our cousin died of something similar and the only real hope now is to find our mom, or our other aunt to see if they have the genetic coding to help with this blood…" she stammered and looked back down at her thumbed page, "thing."

"What?" I asked dumbly. "Are you serious? You have a genetic blood disorder?" I asked trying to figure out if that's what she meant.

"Essentially." She gave a weak smile with her nod, obviously proud that I was able to understand her. She was never really good at getting her point across. "But there are a couple of other things that are rather unusual."

"More unusual that we are in Buffy 'verse and that you are dying from some from of blood disorder?" I paused and raised an eyebrow, "A blood disorder in a world of vampires?"

"Oh yeah," she said, with a sigh as she plopped back down onto the bottom bunk. "You and I are twins."

"Yeah I caught that already."

"Joyce is our Aunt and Buffy is our cousin."

I nodded again, "Yeah."

"Our cousin died of something similar."

"Eh for the most part," I answered, she raised an eyebrow and I shrugged, "You won't die like her," I stated simply.

She shrugged, "We are sixteen and going to jump into our sophmore year."

"In these too attractive bodies?!" I asked with a huff. No way I was ever this attractive at fifteen.

"Well see that's where I think you are forgetting." She looked down at her well manicured nails. "We are in television shows after all. Can't look to normal."

"That's true," I answered with a shrug. "No one in Buffy was ever really all too plain."

"Nor were there anyone in the Vampire Diaries too."

"What?" I asked.

She smirked at me and gave me a cat that ate the canary grin. "We are also in Vampire Diaries."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

This went on for a good solid few minutes before Joyce called in telling us to stop arguing.

"No way." I finally started with my arms crossed in pure disbelief.

"We are out of SunnyDale," she put a finger up signaling one. "Buffy seems to be either season one or two and in nowhere during those times is it ever mention she and her mother going to VIRGINIA," she said the state weird but I didn't deny the face. "Three! We are near a town called Mystic Falls and I know of only one place with that destination. AND! Finally, I know who are mother is."

"Okay I'll bite who?"

"Isobel Flemming."

She stated it with such triumph that I was left a little concerned. "And who is that?"

She sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "Okay how far did you get in the show?"

"Buffy?"

"No! Vampire Diaries," she said with a huff of irritation.

"Oh," I scrunched up my face trying hard to think about if I ever really sat down and watched the show. It was on a couple of times when Lynnie came over, "Probably the first few episodes."

She groaned and looked down at her hands. "Fine, so you will be the all knowing Buffy master and I'll be the all knowing Mystic Falls master."

"You watched the whole thing?"

She nodded. "And I don't remember Buffy as well as you."

I nodded and then sat beside her. "So what does this all mean?"

"It means that Joyce is probably not going to find our mom."

"Oh." I looked at her and grabbed her thin hand. "Maybe we can find her together."

She winced, "Actually do you remember snarling at the chick from the L Word?"

"Yeah she was some vampire lady in the show right?" I asked, "hey wait, I wasn't snarling over it."

"Ros," she said with a huff, "You immediately started growling at the character."

"Well she was a bitch in the show."

"Which show?" she asked with raised eyebrows.

"The L Word," I answered.

She snorted, "Yeah, well that's our mom, and she is just as much of a bitch in this show too."

I sucked in a breath of air. "What? No way!" I growled. "I hate her."

She chuckled, "I love you." She giggled but nodded, resolutely, "but she is a vampire and has her humanity turned off."

"And that's bad?"

"Really Ros?" she asked with a look of horror. "Humanity is off what does that mean to you?" she asked in a tone that relayed how dumb she thought it was.

I blushed and scrunched up, "That she has no conscious and is evil?" She nodded, to which I spoke up, "So just like her Jenny in the show!"

She sighed dramatically, "She was trained by Damon and became best friend with Katherine."

"And Katherine is your favorite character?" she nodded, "So what does it matter if we are the crazy non Jenny pure evil ladies kids?" I asked.

She genuinely growled and put her head in her hands. "Seriously Ros?" she asked, before snapping her head up, "First it means that we are related to Katherine, which is cool," I nodded, "We are also half sisters to Elena Gilbert!" she cringed.

"And that's the annoyingly perfect can't do anything wrong girl?"

"Yep." Lynnie said with a sigh. "Now for the worst bit. There is no way Joyce is going to find our mom. She doesn't want to be found and that pretty much means I'm going to probably die."

My eyes widen and I was suddenly very worried. "Really?"

She bit her lip. "Yeah," she looked at the book. "I'm not sure what to do."

"Well why do they need the mom?"

"This Lyn's diary states that her Ros has strong tie to the same disorder so your blood wouldn't do much good, however their mother or father could have the same blood type with uninfected blood. I could get a blood and marrow transfer, which will lead to me becoming cured for the most part."

"Huh," I stated simply before looking at Lynnie. "So how should we help this?"

"Help me not die?" I nodded to her question. "The good news is it should take a while, a fairly long while before I succumb to it. I may actually have some treatments to keep me around for longer, but they are really hoping for to get a transfer going and speed it all up."

"What about the half sister we have?" I asked, "We know where she is and she has half our blood?"

She gave that a real thought, "How would we explain our knowledge on her. She was secretly adopted."

"So she has no idea."

"No."

"Well what about the mother's husbands? Or the father?"

"Well that's the thing," Lynnie said with a sigh.

"Girls! Everything okay?" Joyce called out.

"Yeah!" we called back.

Lynnie looked at me, "Isobel was very secretive and no one knew she had a daughter at like 16, except the father and the parents who adopted her."

"Didn't the parents die?"

"Well it depends when we are," she looked around, "any idea on when we are?"

"No, not really." I pondered it for a moment. "I actually think the Buffy time is moved forward, but I think she's either in first season or right after her death. She doesn't seem to have done the runaway thing," Lynnie nodded in agreement.

"Well, let's get going," Lynnie stood up, "figure out what's going on."

I nodded and followed her out, meeting Buffy along the way. She came up to our side and gave us a grin. "You know Mom's now thinking of moving here," she stretched her arms in front of her. "I'm kinda for it," she said with a smile, "school isn't the greatest and maybe I could get a fresh start here."

My eyes widen, "Oh?"

"Yeah and they have some really good museums in Mystic Falls, or at least according to Mom."

"How long have you been thinking about this?" I asked before Lynnie could.

"Since Grandma died and what with," she gave Lynnie an apologetic smile, "your health," she gave Lynnie another sad smile, "it may be better if we stay here so you are closer to your doctors." She gave a sad sigh, "Especially since finding a closer blood relative may prove to be harder than originally thought."

"Wow." I said simply.

"But weren't we staying in Sunnydale with you?"

"We took you home after the funeral, Grandpa wasn't taking Grams death too well and Mom didn't want you stuck here." Buffy looked around and I started to notice that things were rather bleak and dark. I gave a sad smile realizing how difficult this would be if I were really raised by the woman who had so recently passed.

"Wow." Lynnie said simply before going down the stairs, looking back, "Is she looking at Mystic Falls or here?"

"Mystic Falls has more options and a pretty good high school," Joyce said with a kind smile, causing Lynnie to jump and clutch her chest.

Joyce and Buffy immediately got concerned, and Lynnie gave me a wide eyed look. She seemed really concerned.

"Are you okay?" Buffy and Joyce said with worry.

"I am so sorry," Joyce said with genuine concern. "Come on let's get you a glass of water."

Lynnie was actually shaky and it was really concerning. She put a gentle hand on Lyn and led her to the kitchen, worry in her eyes. I followed behind them and Buffy, my hands twisting as I tried to make sense of all this.

"So," I stammered out, 'So you're a junior now?" I asked while Joyce mothered over my sister

Buffy grimaced, "I'm pretty sure I'll be a junior now, it all depends on my grades," she gave a huff. "They should be good though." She then glance at her mom and my sister before looking at me, "You're only a year younger than me right?" She nodded, "Yeah you guys are only a year younger than Ce-" she stopped abruptly and looked at Lyn.

I nodded and made my way to the kitchen, plopping down next to Lyn. "You okay?" I asked weakly.

She looked at me with her eyes as big as saucers, very quietly she whispered, "We have find Elena."

Her hands weren't trembling so bad, but somewhere when I wasn't paying attention, she had gotten a bloody nose now stuffed with paper red tinging the edges. She was scared.

I gave her a nod.

"Well girls I think-" Joyce paused as her phone went off. "How bout you girls go explore some, I'm sure you'll be fine. DAD maybe you can take the girls to Mystic?" She answered her phone and scurried away.

Grandpa, as I had no idea what his name was pleasantly drove us to the edge of main street of Mystic Falls. Which only took about thirty minutes most to get there. "Alright my doves," Grandpa cooed, his green eyes sparkling with mirth. "Give us a call when you need to be picked up."

"Okay Gramps," Buffy said casually, patting her somewhat blocky cell phone.

"Have fun!" he called out as he pulled away.

"So what should we do?" I asked.

Buffy grinned before pulling out a wad of cash. "Wanna go shopping?"

"Whoa!" Lyn and I mirrored.

Buffy grinned, "Dad sent it when he found out Grams passed," she got a hurt look in her eye, "seems like Daddy dearest is still trying to buy my love."

"And that's a bad thing?" I asked incredulously.

She burst a larger than life grin, "No!"

She linked arms with me and and Lyn and started to trek into the town, please at the very chic fashion options available. I think I even heard Buffy pur at all the options.

It was after getting several really cute tops and jeans that we meandered our way through the town wishing to find some food joint. We smelt delicious food and followed our nose to a bar and grill. Lynnie had seemingly lost herself to what was going on about three outfits Buffy had tried before she nearly tripped into the restaurant with wide eyes.

"Lyn?" I asked, trying to discreetly tell her to cool it. She looked me in the eye and nodded, realizing she was drawing attention by her weird behavior.

"Sorry, just hungry," she said simply.

"Well this place smells good." Buffy said with a pleased voice.

"I don't want to be rude," I stated, realizing a large flaw, "especially when you bought us such awesome things."

"But?" Buffy asked.

"Did you bring enough for everyone to eat?" I asked.

"What she means is, will there be enough for us too?" Lyn added.

She laughed good naturedly and nodded, "Yeah, Mom gave me some food money so we're good."

"Awesome."

We easily found a place to sit, and a familiar young woman came up and handed us menus. "You new here?" She asked.

"Yeah," Buffy spoke up, "Well I am, but my cousins have been here- well not here," Buffy said simply.

"Just the small town half a hour away," Lynnie said with a smile.

"Oh yeah, past the woods," she answered with a smile. "Well welcome to Mystic Falls, I'm Vicki, if you need anything let me know."

After all our food was ordered and served, Vicki couldn't help but stare at how just how much the slayer wolfed down.

"Isn't it alarming?" I asked.

Vicki gave a large huge grin, mirth more than evident in her once annoyed stance. "Nah! My brother can pack that away, easy." She gave Buffy a examining look, "though you don't like you need all that much, Sporty Barbie ." She gave a chuckle and placed the check on the table, "Anything else I can get ya' newbies?"

We all shook our head no and thanked her. Buffy paid and we meandered to a pool table. We all had a lot of fun with it. Buffy was the closest to winning, even though she had slayer perception to ensure her proper aiming.

It took a while, but eventually Joyce picked us up and asked how it was. She sighed heavily at the bags but then let it go. "So I just put the house on the market, and with Dad's help we will be able to afford a place in this area."

"This area?" Lyn asked

"Yeah," Joyce answered, "when mom died I started putting in feelers and Mystic Falls has a gallery that is looking for help."

"So we're moving to Mystic Falls?" Buffy asked.

"Yes, Buffy, we are moving to Mystic Falls."