No One's POV
Finn waited for his sister outside the local Mystic Falls Grill, leaning casually against one of their more subtle cars, if you could call a brand new BMW subtle that is, observing the townspeople as they went about their daily lives; the modern world was so foreign to him, so different, and so lonely.
The chattering of humans, occasional crying of children, chirping of animals, and perhaps barking of dogs and meowing of cats all distant house pets washing over of him, all a haze and blur in his mind.
His siblings had all found things in this new world to occupy their time, even if it was merely distractions. Still, in a way he envied them.
Rebekah sought to be human, to enjoy the human intricacies of life, Kol took pleasure in wreaking havoc, and even if Finn didn't condone that, Kol at least had fun, Niklaus had sought power and wealth, and Elijah had sought his family back together as one and to seek redemption.
But what was left for him? Instead he was left in a world 900 years different than what he knew and moreover 900 years separated from the one person he desired to be with, that he had breathed for, lived for, would have given everything for; now there was nothing left for him to live for, only faded memories to cling to.
Then, laughter hit his ears, an achingly familiar tone piercing through the bland hum that had become his grey and dull life. He would have recognized it anywhere, from any time, any place, or any moment.
Radiant blonde hair with gentle waves framing a face flashed by through a car window, the face blurring by before he could see.
"Eliza." Finn barely dares to breathe, body stilling into stone as memories flood his mind.
11 Century A.D
"Eliza." Finn greets, now cresting the small hill to their designated meeting place, breathe catching as he sees his mate sitting under the shade of the great oak, wild flowers in her small basket.
"Finn." Eliza smiles up at the eldest Original.
"What are you doing today?" Finn asks, seating himself next to Eliza.
"Mother sent me to pick flowers and herbs."
"May I help you my dearest Eliza?" Finn asks politely, hand coming up to brush gently across Eliza's face.
"You are not good at picking flowers or herbs, Finn." Eliza giggles. "Do you remember last time?"
"Teach me then, my love." Finn smiles tenderly. "We do not have much time. My siblings will question where I am."
Eliza sighs, looking away from Finn, a small downward tilt to her lips indicating her unhappiness.
"One day, my dearest Eliza. I am sorry." Finn offers, taking Eliza's smaller hand in hers. "One day. I am sorry. I do not wish to hide our love. It is- I promise. I will build us a house. I will ask your father for your hand. And we will be together. Always and forever."
"Always and forever." Eliza echoes.
"Finn?" Rebekah snaps her fingers in front of her eldest brother's face. "Finn!?"
"Hmm? Yes? What Rebekah?" Finn finally snaps into focus.
"I'm ready to leave." Rebekah indicates. "What are- is- did you see something?"
"No, nothing. I am fine. Yes, let us leave." Finn agrees, sliding into the passenger seat.
"Okay." Rebekah looks skeptical.
"Did the football player agree to come?" Finn asks politely, not particularly caring, especially now that he had seen what he had seen.
"I gave him the invite. I don't know. It's fine. Either he comes or he doesn't. Whatever." Rebekah offers back flippantly. "Mother wants us back. We need to get ready for the ball anyways."
"I do hope he comes. He would be foolish not to come to be with you." Finn replies, finding that for the first time, he may actually care about his siblings small problems instead of staying aloof as he usually did.
Rebekah looks a bit taken aback by her eldest brother's words.
"Thank you, Finn." Rebekah simply replies.
Finn only nods once, thoughts once against lost to memories and a ghost that now haunts his mind.