I don't own The Vampire Diaries, I do however own even original plot ideas and my OC.

A/N; How you doiin. Don't shoot, pls don't shoot. I hope the sheer length of this chapter makes up for the cluster fuck that is me not updating for this long. I think I'm just going to split this into two chapters and update two chapters just to make it easier to read. But anyway, I had a bit of trouble in the middle of the chapter, mainly because no matter how many scenes I plan, the ones I plan for- aren't for another ten episodes or some bullshit. I'm not giving up this story, I just got lazy, but I'm too emotionally invested in Nova and have too many ideas rushing in my head to give this story up like that. I also didn't like this chapter at first, but now I love it, I refuse to update something I wouldn't myself read, this chapter(s) is Salvatore bullshit and a bit of friendship fluff because I adore writing friendship scenes more than romantic ones apparently.

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Enjoy, biotches.


The sun beams radiantly down on The Bennett women as they lounged in Grams' garden.

It was harvest time.

Grams was examining the plants, flowers, and mushrooms they'd grown over the years. They always split the bundles into three's so they could each have their share, it'll most likely be the last harvest they'll have before it get's too cold for half of them to grow, with proper care the other half can survive through the winter.

They could use their Magic to keep them alive, but sometimes it's best to let Nature take its own time.

At least that's what Grams always says.

The twins, having finished sorting the harvest into three's, had settled down under the tree where their old swing rests. Bonnie had laid a blanket on the green grass and Nova had set some fruit down on the blanket; blueberries, cherries, strawberries and three jars of lemon water. All of their shoes have been thrown somewhere near the back door, Nova thinks it's a Witch thing, it makes them feel closer to Nature when they're in contact with the earth.

Bonnie's currently braiding Nova's hair while she herself snacks on the fruit laid on out on the blanket. There's a cold breeze whirling the red and orange colored leaves around, but the breeze is refreshing instead of biting. Nova sighed in content as the smell of fresh lavender and roses washed over her.

Everything was peaceful, the only sounds she could hear is the sound of the wind rustling the nearby trees, the steady water coming out of the watering can and hitting gently onto the plants, and the gentle sound of Bonnie weaving her hair with fresh flowers.

At least that's all she heard until her twin decided to ruin the peace and quiet, "...Are you going to tell her?" Bonnie questioned her sister quietly, finishing the complicated braid with a flourish.

Nova sighed and turned towards her sister, who sat behind her, Bonnie's own hair braided with a flower crown that Nova made resting on top of her dark brown hair. "Yes, of course, soon," Nova replied very vaguely.

"Okay, good," Bonnie spoke with a mischievous smile that alarms Nova, rarely is her sister mischievous, but when she is it's never good for anyone in her vicinity, "Hey, Grams, could you come here for a second?"

Oh, look she was right.

Grams looked up curiously at Bonnie's call and soon pulled off her gloves and slowly walked over to them. "What? No- not now," Nova whispered harshly to her twin, visibly panicking as Grams got closer.

Bonnie shot her a look that made Nova wince; whenever her twin or even Grams gave her that look it usually means she's about to get reprimanded. It never fails to make her feel like a child again, and with anyone else and she'd shrug it off and tell them to mind their own fucking business, but Bonnie and Grams have a special way of making her feel younger than she is.

"Yes, now. You keep bringing up the fact that I'm avoiding telling Lena and Care about what we are- but right now you're doing the same thing- only with Grams," Bonnie bit out firmly h.

Bonnie softened somewhat when Nova flinched at the harsh tone, she grabbed Nova's hand in a comforting grip. "I don't know why you're so afraid to tell her, but whatever it is- put it aside for now, we need to be together in this." Bonnie finished just as Grams sat down on the blanket, pulling her gloves off while eyeing them curiously, she grabbed her jar of water.

"What was it that you needed sweetheart?" Grams asked after a moment of silence. Bonnie gave her sister an expectant look.

Nova sighed while playing with the end of her braid, a sign of nervousness that she soon forced herself to stop, folding her hands in her lap. "We have something to tell you," Nova started hesitantly.

Bonnie coughed and gave her sister a pointed look. "I have something to tell you," Nova corrected herself, her hand automatically went back to tugging her braided hair in mild anxiety.

She suddenly wishes it wasn't braided so she could comb her fingers through her hair; it's an old habit she's never managed to break, the only tell she has when she's nervous. Grams dying flashes before her eyes as soon as the elder Witch grabbed her hand, gently pulling it away from her hair tugging.

I can change that, nothing is set in stone, Nova thought determinedly. Blinking herself out her daze, she focused back on her Grams, who's now sporting a worried frown. "What is it?" Grams asks with a concerned frown as Bonnie looked on silently with a comforting hand on Nova's back.

And so, Nova started to explain everything she could, she speaks freely, not afraid of someone overhearing.

Grams had spelled her whole home- from the backyard to the front-

as soon as the girls started to practice Magic, so nothing Supernatural could hear anything they weren't supposed to and the neighbors would never see anything 'unexplainable', such as their neighbors floating in mid air or starting fires with their mind.

She's grateful for it now as she spills almost everything she's been keeping from the moment Damon Salvatore announced his arrival in Mystic Falls; from the digging up the Salvatore's father's grave, finding Emily Bennett's Grimoire in said grave.

She spoke of the Tomb with starving Vampires in it and how Damon thinks his lover has been in there since he'd been turned, when in fact she never was.

And then she told Grams about the deal sealed by Nature to open the Tomb for Damon Salvatore and in return he'd couldn't lay a hand on her, or her loved ones. Grams is quiet through it all, though, as they say; eyes are the window to the soul, and it showed in how Grams' eyes would express the emotion she didn't let show on her face.

Irritation and exasperation at the fact they robbed a man's grave.

Anger at the fact their Ancestors Grimoire had been placed in a grave instead of inside Bennett's home, where it belongs.

But when she got to the part about the rewriting a spell just to make a deal with Damon Salvatore, well, Grams adapted the world's best poker face. "...And that's pretty much everything, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner- I just... had a really bad feeling." Nova finished quietly, her hands now clasped in Bonnie's to keep them from messing up her braid.

If she had told someone else she had kept secrets from them because she had a 'bad feeling', they'd roll their eyes, get angry with her, and claim that she was making excuses.

But they're Witches and their bad feelings usually lead to something bad actually happening. Warnings from Nature, or Witches intuition, Grams had called it.

"She didn't have much of a choice- He'd never believe her if she told him what she knows, plus, he confronted her, she was just trying to protect our friends and-" Bonnie started to defend her sister when their Grams just sat there silently for a moment too long for a nervous Nova.

Nova would never forgive herself if her lies and secrets ruined her relationships. She knows it's inevitable, with all the secrets she keeps locked in her mind as much as it's locked in her journal.

But the reason she doesn't say 'fuck it' and spill every horrible deed she knows about that's ever going to be done to the people she loves- is for the people she loves. Knowing the future is very much a domino effect or even a house of cards, one wrong move could knock it all down.

But if she lost her loved one's trust and love, well; every lie, every secret, every plot and plans she's cooked up in the past seven years, would be all for nothing.

"I know sweetheart," Grams cut in gently and grabbed both of her granddaughter's hands in reassurance.

"It was reckless, rewriting a spell that hasn't been touched for decades and doing it without all the things needed was down right foolish," Grams berated her very sheepish granddaughter with a stern frown. "But I'm not angry with either of you," Grams added her brown eyes that had been lit in anger cooled down as she looked at her nervous granddaughters.

"If anything my anger is directed towards myself for not being there for you girls- and at Damon Salvatore for even breathing in either of your directions. But I could never be angry at either of you for doing what you think is right," Grams reassured them, the twins sighed in relief at their Grams' words.

Nova stands by her decisions, no matter how stupid they seem, or what scolding she's given but it lessens her anxiety, knowing that her family stands beside her.

"I'd like to see the spell you rewrote, just to check it over and make sure there aren't any loopholes you missed, " Grams said her grip left their hands to pick up her share of the bundle of plants and placing it in her gathering basket.

Nova nodded in agreement while helping Bonnie with their share, and without a spell murmured, the flowers and herbs slowly became dry under their gentle fingertips, soon shrinking and turning an even more vibrant color in the process.

"Of course," Nova said in agreement easily, the relief in her voice was transparent. "And I wouldn't mind taking a sneak peek at that Grimoire you girls found," Grams added with a smile as she looked at them with pride in her eyes.

Nova likes that look in her Grams' eyes, it happens often, surprisingly enough. She's still not used to making people proud, but with Grams, it seems to be a regular thing.

"It belongs to you as much as it does to us, I'll bring it all to you tomorrow." Nova promised as Bonnie nodded in agreement to what she said.

The rest of the early afternoon was spent relaxing, gardening, finishing the fruit, and enjoying each other's company.

Bonnie had this self-satisfied look on her face after everything was said and done, it slightly annoyed Nova. It must be a sibling thing because as soon they started to walk towards their vehicles with baskets that are filled with the harvest in their hands; she decided to wipe the smug grin from her little sister's face in typical big sister fashion.

Or maybe it's just her being a bitch.

"We have to tell them soon," Nova spoke up suddenly, startling Bonnie slightly as she practically skipped to her car.

"What?" Bonnie asked with a confused frown.

Nova sighed and placed the gathering basket on top of her car before walking towards her sister, who's leaned on her own car door. "We have to tell Lena and Care soon- about what we are. Elena will soon find out about the supernatural, what with her new boyfriend being what he is, it's inevitable. " Nova clarified for her twin as she got closer.

Nova waits for it to sink in before continuing, eyeing her sister's blank face in concern, now slightly regretting ruining her sister's good mood. Oh well, she started this speech, might as well finish it, Nova thought dryly.

"I think she deserves to know what we-" Nova pointed at the both of them with a raised brow, as Bonnie listened on with a frown, "Her best friends of seventeen years are- before she finds out what her boyfriend- of less than a week- is, don't you?" She finished, folding her arms in front of her.

"When- can't we just- I don't know- stop her from finding out, for a little while longer?" Bonnie asked her sister, her green eyes pleading with her as much as her question did.

Nova shook her head and watched her sister as her face crumpled in disappointment. She gets why her sister is hesitant to tell the girls about, well, everything. They've been taught the history of Witches, how they'd been hunted like animals by Vampires and Humans, only to be used by them at the same time.

Bonnie isn't afraid of Caroline and Elena suddenly hating them and hunting them down with pitchforks and torches. But the fear of rejection and the fear of their best friends, well, fearing them, is as smothering as the anxiety of being hated.

They're powerful, really powerful, especially when they work together. She's not sure if it's because they started learning Magic earlier than Bonnie did on the show, or because it's not a show but real life so- of course things are going to be different, but Bonnie is so much more powerful. They have their limits as much as any sane Witch does, but they can't hide just how powerful they are, they won't hide it.

Nova knows Elena and Caroline will accept them as they are, it's one thing she doesn't have to worry about; but Bonnie, she doesn't know, not for sure. Doubt is as ugly as fear.

"You know them as well as I do, Bon. They're nosy as any teenage girl can get, we all share that in common. The only reason they haven't figured out about what we are yet- is because we treat it like it's a joke when that's far from the truth." Nova spoke up after a long minute of silence of just watching her sister.

Bonnie sighed and nodded in agreement, resignation in her tone as she spoke up, "When do you think we should tell them?"

Nova thought about it for a moment before shrugging, "I was thinking we could do a little slumber party after you guys come back from the Founders party tomorrow, it's been awhile since our last one," Nova answered the question as she watched Bonnie open her car and place the gathering basket in the passenger seat.

"Alright then, it's settled, we'll tell them after the Founders party." Bonnie stated and with a final strained smile at her concerned sister she slid into her car and closed the door.

Nova stepped back towards the curb near her own car as she watched her sister drive off in the direction of their home. She hates that her little sister is even scared, she shouldn't be afraid to tell their best friends about what they are.

But fear is a bitch that controls even the bravest; to her being brave means to being terrified but still having the strength to stand tall despite the crippling fear eating at you from the inside out.

Nova knows that Bonnie can be brave, and despite her sister's doubts in herself, she believes in her sister. Nova just hopes Bonnie can find that bravery when they have to lay down all of their secrets.

"...Earth to Nova," a voice said snapping said girl from her deep thoughts.

Nova smiled up at Caroline as the blonde held up two dresses up in front of her in a silent question, one was yellow with a brown belting laced on the waist and the other was white with lacing around the middle; Nova had promised to help Caroline pick out a dress to wear for the Founder's party.

While Elena most definitely has a date with Stefan, all the guys are either taken, douchebags, or gay, so Bonnie and Caroline decided to go together. Nova is skipping, usually, she wouldn't spoil a good excuse to dress up, but she needs some me time.

She deserves some me time, she'll fucking get her me time.

"Neither," Nova sighed and got off the bed she had collapsed on as soon as she entered the room. She headed towards Caroline's closet and Caroline herself came alongside her as Nova went through the hangers of clothes, looking for a specific dress she knows for a fact that Caroline has in her closet.

"Here we go, how about this?" Nova announced after a moment as she pulled out a soft pink medium length dress, there's sheer mesh on the neckline with rose gold embellishment lining the bust line, the short sleeves, and mesh neckline. It's cute, flirty, and long enough to be worn around adult supervision.

"Perfect," Caroline smiled in satisfaction before grabbing the dress from Nova and after a minute of holding the dress to herself near the full-length mirror, she looked from the dress to Nova, who stood in the reflection behind her. "How do you know my closet better than me?" Caroline asked with a questioning glance a grin on her face.

Nova chuckled at the question as her cell phone started to ring, she answered the question as she moved towards her tote that sat on the bed, "Because all four of us end up leaving our behind stuff, I bought that dress last year."

"I think I remember you buying it... are you sure you don't mind?" Caroline asked absently while tilting the dress, the embellishment shimmered in the change of angle, she mentally went through the list of shoes she owns that'd match the dress.

Nova hummed watching her friend in amusement, she glanced at the phone only once before hitting the decline on the call. "Of course I don't mind- Besides I owe you for those boots I stole last time," Nova added unapologetically as Caroline hooked the dress on the mirror and turned towards Nova with a mild glare.

"I knew it was you," Caroline pouted and folded her arms as Nova's phone rang, again. Maybe she should turn it off, she's never turned off her phone for longer than an hour but maybe it'd be worth it.

"Of course it was," Nova answered with a grin before hitting decline on the phone call, again. "You blamed it on Bonnie!" Caroline exclaimed in irritation while pointing at her friend in accusation, who shrugged, not very bothered by her friend's ire.

Honestly, they all steal each other's stuff- at least once a week, they complain and gripe about it, but at the end of the day, it's just for show. Most of the time. "You assumed it was me, I never confirmed or denied it, I just said-" Nova started to say with a mischievous look in her eye.

"That maybe I should ask Bonnie? Yeah, that totally didn't make it look like you were blaming Bonnie, why didn't you just ask to borrow them." Caroline asked her amused friend irritably.

Nova snorted in amusement, Caroline doesn't mind sharing, but only when she's done with it and not a minute before.

"I was feeling a little klepto that day-" She defended weakly before resuming speaking after she see's her excuse is not making things better, "Besides, you guard your clothes better than you did your virginity," Caroline looked offended at Nova's statement before she thought about it for a moment and shrugged it off, it's not like it's not accurate.

"True," Caroline replied unapologetically before eyeing her friend curiously as Nova's phone rang, for the third time in a row. "Are you going to answer that?"

Nova groaned and collapsed back on the bed before reluctantly hitting accept on the call as Caroline turned to raid her closet, looking for shoes to wear with the dress.

"What?" Nova asked not bothering with a greeting.

"Hello to you too, you've been ignoring my calls," Damon stated in a demanding tone, she rolled her eyes even though Damon couldn't see it. Nova shook her head in a negative as Caroline showed her a pair of pumps, 'Too slutty' she mouthed to Caroline, who threw them back in the closet and went back to her search.

"I'm busy- sue me for not wanting to be dragged into your diabolical schemes on this lovely afternoon." She responded sarcastically and nodded at the white sandals Caroline pulled from the depths of her closet.

"I'm hurt, I thought you liked my diabolical schemes- are you breaking up with me, is that what this is? I thought we had something real," Damon said in an offended tone so false that Nova could feel it over the phone.

Nova laughed in reluctant amusement, no matter how hard she tries not to like him while he's still an emotionless dick, the guy still manages to put a smile on her face, no matter how reluctant it is. "Sorry, it's not me, it's you," Nova said in false remorse, listening to him chuckle over the phone.

Caroline moved towards her jewelry box and predictably eavesdropped on Nova's side of the phone conversation.

"Do you happen to have an invitation to the Founders party?" Damon suddenly changed the direction of the conversation so fast it gave her whiplash.

At least now she knows what the hell he wants with her that he had to call her three times in a row; he want's an invitation to the party, now if only she could remember why. She knows it's not just to bug the fuck out of Stefan, the answer is on the tip of her tongue, out the corner of her eye, but she can't quite see it.

"Yeah, half the town was invited." She confirmed but didn't answer the silent question.

Caroline showed her the small gold butterfly earrings her father got her for her sweet sixteen and Nova gave her a thumbs up.

"...Nova Amelia Bennett, would you give me the honor of going to the Founders party?" Damon's charm practically oozed from the phone.

And on any other girl, it would have worked. But Nova, while very much a hormonal teenager, is still not a teenager mentally, and she has plans. Plans that don't involve scheming Vampires and old people showing off even older people's shit, that's what museums are for, and no matter how much museums intrigue her, she has plans.

So with all the maturity of her mental age, she declined, maturely. "Fuck no,"

It's also kind of creepy how he knows her middle name when she never even told him. Someone's been Internet stalking her, or just plain stalking her, she thought absently. She feels flattered but also slightly creeped out. Not that she hadn't done it herself.

Caroline eyed her curiously but went about getting her purse and shoes, they're having dinner with Bonnie at The Grill in thirty minutes, Caroline probably wants to leave early to make room for gossip.

"What the hell do you mean; fuck no?" Damon sounded slightly outraged. Which, to be fair, is probably warranted, she's said no to him twice in the span of how many days? Got to be a first for the poor guy, she thought to herself, highly amused by the Vampire's behavior.

"I thought we talked about this before- when a person says no they usually mean-" Nova spoke as she followed Caroline out the house and headed out towards Nova's car.

"What do you want?" Damon cut her off before she could finish.

Nova thought about it for a moment, she internally cursed as all of her plans for solitude are dashed, again. "A favor," Nova spoke after a moment, unlocking her car doors for Caroline, they both got in the car.

"...A sexual favor?" Damon asked teasingly.

"No...a favor- one I can cash in whenever I want." Nova clarifies with a roll of her eyes, she turned the engine on but waited for a response before she shifted her car out of park.

Honestly, she's not that easy, she had been kidding, sort of, when she told Bonnie she wouldn't mind sexual favors in return for her Magical services. Hahaha, magical services. It sounds like a title for pornography, Nova struggled not to giggle. Caroline shot her an odd look as the blonde played with the radio station.

"...Deal." Damon agreed reluctantly, as though she was threatening his manhood. Not to say she wouldn't do it, but she thinks it's an old threat that's been used a little too much this week.

Maybe next week.

"Good, I'll text you when and where to pick me up," Nova said in return to his agreement. Her father is still away on business but he's been known to surprise them with how he'll be gone one moment and home the next.

The last thing she needs is Damon Salvatore meeting her father.

Her father might know about Supernatural Beings but that doesn't mean they've actually sat down to talk about his daughter being a Supernatural Being, he definitely knows that they know what they are, but they've all avoided the topic like the plague. "And bring flowers, no roses, I have enough roses to last me a year." She added absently, still lost in her thoughts.

What? She likes flowers, she used to think them pretty but frivolous and a waste of money; but now that she can literally connect with Nature, it's more meaningful than something pretty to look at.

"Anything else?" Damon asked sarcastically.

"No, I think that's all," Nova answered after a long pause, seriously considering adding anything else to her list of demands.

"Good."

And with that, he hung up without a goodbye, which, like, rude.

She conveniently overlooks that she does the same thing on occasion.


"I thought you didn't want to go?" Bonnie asked her sister as the three of them sat at a table in the Mystic Grill, it was packed, as it usually is at this time of night.

Nova's eternally grateful she decided not to work part-time here as a waitress, she hates being dependent on her father's money, but she hates socializing with people even more, no matter how good she is at it. Living in a small town like this where everyone knows everyone business, you either socialize with someone daily; or end up stamped as a serial killer.

But she'd rather socialize with people she likes than people she'd never normally interact without held at gunpoint or fangpoint.

Nova shrugged at Bonnie's question, dipping a fry in ketchup before throwing it into her mouth. "I don't," She said before grabbing another french fry.

Bonnie suddenly looked concerned, catching Caroline- who'd been previously been texting- attention. "Is he making you go with him?" Bonnie whispered worriedly to her sister. Caroline relaxed at Bonnie's question and snorted in amusement.

"No one can make Nova do anything she doesn't want to," Caroline stated confidently. Nova pointed at Caroline with a fry, "What she said," Nova said to her sister sharing a grin with Caroline.

"I'm just worried, he just seems a little dangerous, sexy, but dangerous, and much older than us," Bonnie said to them putting a subtle emphasis on the last part for her sister, reassured her sister wasn't being threatened but still worried.

Caroline finally pulled away from her phone to pay attention to the conversation. "Older sexy danger guy? Is that going to be official witch twitter tweet?" Caroline asked teasingly before raising her hand for a refill on their soda's.

Bonnie rolled her eyes at Caroline's teasing while Nova ate her second Mystic Grill burger of the night. "You're hilarious, Care. I think I've heard enough witch jokes to become a comedian." Bonnie returned to the amused blonde before stealing a fry from Nova's plate, Nova chose to ignore the theft, quite graciously might she add.

Caroline managed to finally get a waitress to give them a refill, unfortunately, it was Vicki who was waiting on their table tonight and not Matt. "Could we get a refill?" Caroline asked Vicki with a cheerful smile on her face. Vicki nodded and left their table without another word or look in their direction.

"God, who pissed in her cornflakes this morning," Caroline said to the girls as soon as the elder girl left, her cheerful smile gone as quick as it came. Bonnie shrugged and continued to steal from Nova's plate,

which Nova ignores to answer the rhetorical question, "It has nothing to do with her cornflakes, it's me, Donovan and I don't get along very well, remember?" Nova reminded her friend with a quirk of her lips.

"But you'd think she'd gotten over whatever you did to make her hate you- with you keeping her from bleeding out in the middle of the woods and all," Caroline commented and Bonnie nodded in agreement. "Why do you automatically think it's anything I did to make her face scrunch up in hatred every time she sees my beautiful face," Nova said giving her friend a look of offense, who rolled her eyes in response.

Bonnie snorted in amusement, "Because it's you," Bonnie responded for Caroline, looking at her in amusement as Nova clutched her heart in mock pain at Bonnie's response and Caroline's quick nod in agreement. If Nova wants someone to like her, they'll tolerate her if not love her, if she doesn't, they're usually on her bad side, a place where no man returns from unscathed.

They all went quiet as Vicki set down three new glasses of root beer with ice before leaving towards another table without a word.

"It was a mutual thing, I don't even remember who started it," Nova told them honestly after a minute of silence between them passed.

Nova and Vicki haven't ever really gotten along, maybe tolerated each other for Matt's sake, when they were younger.

But that ship sailed- or crashed and burned in more likely terms- when they got older and Vicki became an addict. Nova is somewhat sympathetic for the girl though; Vicki had to take care of Matt when their mother was busy getting drunk during work hours, eventually getting fired and sleeping with half of the town.

But then Vicki grew up and picked up some of her mother's bad habits and, well, Matt started taking care of Vicki instead of the other way around. It irked Nova, more so than the bad habits, she has more than enough bad habits that she'd be a major hypocrite if she judged Vicki because of her own.

But Vicki kept leaving her teenage brother to take care of himself, just like their mother did to them.

She made sure to let her anger be known through passive aggressiveness and rude quips whenever they're in the same room together, Vicki responded in kind.

Caroline shrugged before changing the subject, apparently bored with the current one, "Are you sure your Grams will even let you take 'older sexy danger guy' to the founder's party as a date?"

Bonnie rolled her eyes at her friend's words while Nova finished her burger in one big bite. "I don't know, I haven't gotten around to telling her- besides it's not a date." Nova responded to her friend after finishing her food.

A date implies interest in there being more dates and then later, maybe becoming a couple. She doesn't know what Damon wants at the Lockwood Mansion- more than likely something to do with Katherine- but she knows it has nothing to do with 'wooing' her.

Caroline looked at her incredulously before nodding in an indulgent manner that annoyed Nova to no end. Bonnie quickly changed the subject before they could start bickering.


The next day was spent preparing for the Founders party.

Nova kept to her word and gifted Grams at breakfast with Emily Bennett's Grimoire and Nova's own messy writing on a scrap sheet of paper she used to rewrite the spell she found in her many great-somethings Grimoire. The spell isn't very complex, at least, it wasn't when she got finished rewriting it.

Rewriting a spell is complex but easy compared to creating a spell from scratch. Creating a spell from scratch is trial and error, but when you rewrite one the 'foundation' of the spell is already paved. All was needed was a few minor change of wording and add a few things to make it less binding.

The only problem with showing Grams and Bonnie the spell was that to show them the spell would mean having to show them every detail of the spell, from the wording to the promises made on both sides. Meaning they'd figure out about the fact if this deal goes sideways, it'd kill the one who broke it.

The spell prevents them from not only from actively trying to kill each other, but it prevents them from having someone else do it for them. Thoughts of killing each other don't count, but Nature is funny like that, it doesn't care if it's accidental or by someone else's hand.

If her side of the deal isn't fulfilled or mutually broken within a certain portion of her lifespan, she'll die. Sadly, Nova couldn't hide one detail of the spell without it looking suspicious, so she had to come clean about the spell details.

That was fun.

She's just glad it's over with, one less secret to come back and bite her in the ass. They also took it surprisingly well; meaning there was yelling, some minor threats of Magically locking her in her room, and then some very reluctant acceptance and all was well in the world. Even though Bonnie wouldn't speak to her throughout the car ride to Elena's house.

It's all good. Really it's fine, they've never gone three hours without speaking to each other. Bonnie has to speak to her at some point, Nova thought to herself reassuringly.

Bonnie knocked on The Gilbert's front door as they stand on the front porch with bags filled with the things they're going to wear in hand. There's a long stretch of awkward silence as they wait for someone to open the front door, she thinks she can hear crickets in the distance, that's how awkward the silence is.

Nova opened her mouth to say something, what, she has no clue, but anything is better than this awkward silence, only she never get's to say anything because Caroline opened the front door, cutting off whatever she had been going to say.

Nova clamped her mouth shut as Caroline opened the door wider. "Thank God you're both here, I need someone to curl the back of my hair, I can't quite reach it," Caroline said as she yanked both of them in by the upper arm.

"Why couldn't you get Elena to do it?" Bonnie asked as the twins shared a look of confusion as they're dragged away from the door and into the home. Bonnie completely forgetting she'd been ignoring Nova for the past thirty minutes, relief washes over Nova at the acknowledgment, no matter how minor.

"She was- until she tried to kill me with the curling iron," Caroline stated over-dramatically at the question. "I said I was sorry, Care. You were the one who kept distracting me," Elena spoke up from the top of the staircase, frowning down at a nonplussed Caroline.

"I was just curious about your rating of Matt versus Stefan's kissing skills- if I'd known I was going to get burned by a curling iron, I would have never asked," Caroline remarked as they all walked into Elena's bedroom.

Nova laughed at the conversation before throwing the bag on the bed."It's a valid question, Elena," Nova told in mock-seriousness, Elena rolled her eyes and Bonnie snorted in amusement.

They each went about getting dressed at a relaxed pace; Bonnie helped Caroline with her hair in the bathroom while Nova and Elena painted each other's nails and helped each other with their own hair. After Nova finished helping Elena pull her hair half up and half down, Nova reluctantly trusted Elena with her own. "Will you relax? You're acting like I'm going to kill you," Elena said exasperatedly as Nova shifted nervously for the third time in a row.

"Course you're not going to kill me, I cook for you," Nova responded with a grin, still eyeing the curling iron in Elena's hand apprehensively. Elena rolled her eyes before going back to Nova's hair with a sigh, "Yeah, that's the only reason I wouldn't kill you- because you cook," Elena stated with an amused grin. Nova shrugged with a grin before going silent as Elena curled her long locks.

There's something she's forgetting, something's been bothering her all morning, every since the Founders party was mentioned really. Not to mention tonight is the night Bonnie and Nova come clean to their best friends about what they are, she just wants to get this whole day over with at this point, the wait is killing her.

"You're quiet, something on your mind?" Elena asked curiously when Nova stayed quiet a moment too long.

"We should have a slumber party, we haven't had one in ages," Nova avoided the question with ease before her mouth could betray her by blurting out everything racing through her mind.

"Oooh, that's a great idea!" Caroline said excitedly walking out the bathroom with Bonnie in tow. Both of them already have their hair curled and styled. Bonnie and Nova share a glance before looking back towards their excited friends, "We can't wait," The twins said together with equal feigned enthusiasm that the other two girls didn't catch as they went about planning for the slumber party.

After Elena finished pulling Nova's hair into a fishtail with a curled ponytail, they started to put on their makeup. There was lots giggling, foul language, gossiping, and the smell of different perfumes.

Nova pulled on her dress after helping Elena into her's, Nova chose a dress with a spaghetti strap dress, the black lace v neckline is a little too deep for an event like this, but the length of the dress made up for the amount of cleavage she's showing. It would have been shorter, if not for her lack of height. "I'm so short," Nova said in dismay at the fact the dress is longer than it looked online.

Caroline looked up from pulling on her shoes, "And you're just noticing this now, or..." Caroline said teasingly as Nova rolled her eyes and threw a makeup brush at the still grinning blonde as Elena and Bonnie laughed. Their laughter is cut off by a phone ringing, "If it's mine, just press decline," Nova said as all of them looked for the phone that's ringing.

Elena found hers and held up her ringing phone for them to see, "It's mine," Elena announced before answering it as they all went back to getting ready. "Hello? Hi, Mrs. Lockwood," Elena spoke to the person on the other end of the phone, they all shared a look at the name.

They've all had their moments of being under the.. attention of Mrs. Lockwood, she's not a demon or anything, but the woman can be just as intimidating as Caroline when she wants something, only bitchier about it. If Nova can remember correctly, the older woman is after the 'Jonathan Gilbert's watch. She's still not sure what to do about that, the whole thing with the stupid watch had started things as much as the Tomb opening will- did, whatever, tenses are going to kill her brain cells one day.

But she's not sure if things will go as planned as it did on the show, her memories of the show are sketchy at best, and things change, her being here changed things, the future can change as fast as the tick of a clock does. "What do you mean?" Elena said with a confused frown.

The three other girls in the room go about pretending to do other things as they listen in on the phone conversation. "Are you sure? Because I saw it, I know I did." Elena said to Mrs. Lockwood over the phone with a confused look on her face.

Elena's however, seems to have a thought as to where the watch went and nodded to whatever Mrs. Lockwood said, "Let me check, mhm, I will find it and bring it. Okay, goodbye." Elena said absently an annoyed look on her as she hung up. Somehow, Nova doesn't think she's angry at Mrs. Lockwood.

"What's wrong?" Bonnie asked, curious despite herself.

Elena, however, doesn't answer and just storms out the room. The girls all share a look before rushing towards the open door to shamelessly spy on the Gilbert sibling showdown they could hear from Elena's bedroom door. They could hear Jeremy speaking, but they couldn't hear what he was saying very well.

They leaned out the doorway more as Elena spoke, "Where is it?-" They heard Elena say faintly.

"What watch?" They heard the reply from Jeremy, they exchanged looks at the obvious lie. Nova thought she taught Jeremy to lie better than that, she threw away that thought and paid back attention to the argument happening in Jeremy's room.

"-Look, Mrs. Lockwood just called me, freaking out, it was on the list- she can't find it anywhere- she thinks- the one who lost it." The girl's eavesdropping in Elena's doorway could hear glimpses of what Elena was saying but not everything.

Damn this solidly built house, Nova thought to herself in scorn. They could try the bathroom in Elena's room, as it connects to Jeremy's room, but listening from there gives a higher risk of being caught, Nova knows by experience. "Maybe Tyler took it," Jeremy said making all three girl's roll their eyes.

Like, fuck, they beat the shit out of each other, well, it was more Tyler beating the shit out of Jeremy and Jeremy himself only getting one solid punch in. But isn't that a dude thing - beat the shit out of each other and get over it? Or maybe that's just for people who had actually been friends before. "If I go online am I going to find it on eBay? Is that how you pay for your pot?" Nova heard Elena ask her brother when she came out of her thoughts, again.

"Screw you, I would never sell this-" Nova could hear Jeremy say angrily, all three of the girls cringed at Jeremy's offended tone.

"Then why did you take it then?" Elena asked her offended brother.

"It's supposed to be mine-" They could hear Jeremy say to his sister angrily, they should probably leave the doorway before they get caught.

"Hi, girls," They hear a voice say, the three girls crammed in the doorway jump at the sound.

Nova's thoughts of being caught totally jinxed them, Jenna smiled at them with an amused grin on her face as she walked out of her room and towards the staircase. "Hi..." The girls said in unison, all three of them trying hard not to look guilty; Nova and Caroline succeeding at it more than Bonnie, who sported a guilty look on her face until Caroline elbowed her.

"I'll see you girls at the Founders Party?" Jenna asked them still looking at them in amusement.

They all nodded, somewhat dumbly, and smiled at the woman that caught them eavesdropping. Jenna took one last look amused look at them before leaving the hallway and soon the home altogether.

Sadly, it was obvious the conversation they'd been eavesdropping on is over when they hear Jeremy kick Elena out, and without a shared glance this time, Caroline, Nova, and Bonnie hurry to get out the doorway.

Bonnie quickly settled on the bed where she'd been sitting on before, Caroline sat on the desk chair, and Nova took the window seat with rushed steps. "I can't wait to have that slumber party. Nova, great idea," Caroline said as soon as they could hear Elena's heeled footsteps in the hallway.

"I am known for my great ideas," Nova bragged jokingly.

Bonnie huffed in amusement, her mouth opened to no doubt remind her sister of all the shit ideas she's had in the past but whatever she was going to say, died on her tongue as Elena came in the room. Elena took one look at Bonnie's guilty face before tilting her head up at the ceiling and sighing loudly, "You heard everything," Elena stated rather than questioned as she looked back to her now guilty looking friends.

"In our defense, you left the door open and weren't being very quiet," Caroline defended weakly to an exasperated Elena, who waved it off and shrugged. "It's fine, you've all have heard worse arguments, let's just finish getting ready." Elena said with a half-hearted grin as the rest of them nodded in agreement.

Soon they're all ready and checking themselves out in the bathroom mirror, "We look hot," Caroline stated, looking at herself in the mirror more than the rest of them. Nova rolled her eyes and cocked her hip as Elena checked Bonnie's teeth for lipstick stains.

"We always look hot," Nova responded in a 'duh' manner while Caroline nodded in agreement.

"Should we be looking hot though?" Bonnie asked after checking Elena over for makeup smudges, "It is the Founders Party- our family will be there." Bonnie clarified at the confused looks she was getting.

"It's too late to change now, we're already late," Elena said adjusting Nova's ponytail. "Mhm, seventeen years too late," Nova quipped to the girls, earning laughs all around.

They could hear the doorbell echoing through out the house, "That'll be our dates," Elena stated nervously. Nova and Elena had both texted their dates fifteen minutes ago. Nova wishes she could hit fast forward on the whole day so she could just get to the part where she can go to sleep, the day has just gotten started and she already wants to go hide underneath her covers with Merlin.

"I'll get it, why don't you give that to who it belongs to," Nova said gently to Elena, who's staring at the 'Gilbert' watch in her grip, clearly lost in thought. Elena looked up at her friend, slightly startled before she looked back at the watch and nodded in agreement.

The watch might not work without her Ancestor's Magic, but at the end of the day it's just another trinket to Nova, and it means more to Jeremy than it does to her, considering she has a much more valuable heirloom, Emily's Grimoire. Letting Jeremy hold onto it for as long as he can is no skin off her back.