I do not own The Vampire Diaries or The Originals. They belong solely to their amazing creators.

I do own Sara and how both stories are changed from the original plot.

Ps. for those of you that don't know what a Ceasar is, it's a drink we have here in Canada. As well as other parts in the world. It's made of clam juice, tomato juice, tobacco, worchestershire and vodka/gin. Some people ad pickles/pickle juice, as well as other salts and spices. It sounds weird, but I promise you it's delicious. They are very very great for hangovers.

Chapter 19

Her head pounded like a bass drum the moment she was conscious. Hangovers were not her thing. She wished sometimes that vampire blood could cure a hang over, but alas it was not meant to be. She'd even tried spells in the past. After years she determined her miracle cure. Step one, a breakfast caesar. Step two, burger and fries. Step three, was a nap. The fourth and final step was a long shower. She'd finished her caesar and was planing on swinging by the Grill to get the burger she ordered when Damon walked into the kitchen.

"Long night?" He asked her. His tone was suspicious. He honestly didn't think his daughter would end up coming home last night and hated that he was even worried about it. He hated even more who she would have been with if she'd stayed out. He wasn't one to judge in the sex department, he had his fair share of women warm his bed and his daughter didn't sleep like around him, but he was still her father. This was one potential bed partner he hated.

"Ya. I swear there's a little man with a jack hammer in my head." She placed her head in her hands squeezing her eyes shut. Damon just chuckled, he wasn't used to seeing her hungover. The way their relationship worked meant that he was normally the one hungover.

Stefan joined them in the kitchen and noticed his very hungover niece. "What step are you on?"

She didn't even raise her head to answer him. "Just finished one. This drive is going to be fun." She raised her head slowly, and made her way towards the front door. Both men followed her. Damon was curious as to how Stefan seemed to understand her hangover needs, and he was slightly jealous of how close his daughter and brother were. Not for the first time, he wondered if he could have been a better father and friend to her over the years. She stopped just short of the entrance way. "Damn it! I don't have a car."

She reached to take her dad's keys that were hung up, but he was standing in her way. "You are not getting sick in my car. I'll pick up what you need."

Sara nodded and mumbled the words 'order', 'burger', and 'Grill' while walking towards the couch. She wrapped herself snuggly in a blanket and laid out on the couch. Stefan sat down, and raised her legs so they'd be in his lap. He rubbed her feet and turned on some cartoons. It would be a couple hours before she was ready to join the land of the living, or well in their case, the land of the living dead. She reverted back to her childhood self when she was sick. She loved snuggling with Damon and Stefan, watching children's shows, even if they didn't have those when she was younger they made her feel the same way, and napping all day.

Twenty minutes later, Damon returned home with her burger and fries, and some food for him and Stefan. He sat on the opposite end of the couch from his brother, with their favourite girl in the middle. She barely mumbled a thank before stuffing her face with the food. The men laughed at her. After eating she laid back down, with her head on Damon and feet of Stefan. Damon played with her hair.

"Sara, how was yesterday?" Her father quietly asked her. He wanted to know why she spent the day with the Originals and if she was still mad at him and Stefan.

Sara was partly asleep but forced herself back to consciousness to get this conversation over and done with. "I promised to answer their questions, so I did. Then we went for a run, Finn learned to cook, and we went drinking. They really aren't that bad." She shrugged. "Little more messed up than your average family, but with their parents who'd blame them."

"They're the bad guys. All they've done is torment us. How can you be friends with them?" Damon was severely irritated with his daughter.

She turned her head to look at him. "Question. Which one of us has a horrible sense of people? Which one of us trusts the wrong people? And now, which one of us has never hurt this family?" She saw pain and shame flash across his face and she knew Stefan's face would be a mirror image of her father's. "They want to be together as a family, in peace, happy. I think we can manage that."

Stefan finally spoke. "Did you tell them everything? Why do you trust Klaus?" He was trying to see her side, because she was right, him and Damon had always managed to trust the wrong people and hurt their family. Sara, however, had always been an amazing judge of character. If she trusted someone they deserved it. "He killed Elena and destroyed my life. If you trust him, I want to know why."

Sara sat up, and placed herself on the coffee table in front of them. Her world spun a bit and she took a couple deep breaths to keep herself from being sick. "I answered their questions. Kol of course basically knows every thing I knew in 1914 and Elijah knows more about New Orleans." She looked at her father to clarify. "New Orleans is home. He showed up at my welcome home party while I was there, we came back together." Her attention returned to her uncle. "Their parents were worse than Giuseppe. I thought he broke us, but it was nothing compared to Mikael and Esther. Klaus is very lonely and very afraid. I had a handful of years with grandpa telling me I was useless and weak, Damon had 23, but the Mikaelson's, Klaus especially, had over a thousand." She lowered her head. "I feel bad for him. He just wants to feel accepted and no one accepts him, so he violently pushes people away." She looked back at her father and a sad smile drew on her face. "Theres no chance of rejection if everyone hates you."

"How do you know this?" Damon asked. He understood how she felt, but he wouldn't let the hybrid's sad life stop him from protecting Elena.

Sara lowered her head and scratched the back of her neck. "I may have kinda…"

The brothers leaned forward. "What did you do Sara?"

"I kinda stepped into his mind. I showed him why he could trust me. When he found out I was an Emerys Descendant, he freaked." Her eyes pleaded with them to understand. Stefan, of course did, and placed his hand on her knee to comfort her.

"Okay." Her favourite uncle may not agree, but he understood why she did it.

"Not okay! You didn't know if you'd be able to do that! Why risk yourself like that! There are consequences Sara! Now the power-hungry dick knows what you can do!" Damon hated when she used her powers without thinking. He'd honestly rather she be normal, because then she wouldn't be in danger. Damon didn't know what was so important about her being a whatever descendant and honestly he didn't care.

Sara fixed her father with a glare that could freeze water. "I wouldn't let their family fight and be torn apart for my sake! Now, I feel like I'm going to be sick, so if you'll excuse me. I'm going to take a nap." She didn't give them a chance to respond as she left the room.

She missed the glare Stefan shot his brother and the subsequent lecture.

Her sleep was interrupted by a commotion downstairs. She rushed to get dressed in a pair of tight pants and khaki blouse, open to her chest. She ran downstairs momentarily forgetting her stomach.

"Who the hell are you?" She heard Damon ask.

"I will only speak to Sara." She instantly recognized the voice and ran faster down the stairs. She leapt into the arms of the man at the door. She hugged him tightly.

"God! I already miss you. I miss pranking your ass." She released him and stepped back. "Speaking of, did you print any of the pictures of Mars' back?"

Thierry just shook his head and laughed. "Nope, but I did bring your delivery. The last one will be delivered in a few days." His hand signalled to the Cadillac pulling a motor cycle trailer. Sara squealed and went to rush towards them, but Damon's arm held her back.

"Sara." He said.

"Oh shit, sorry. Dad, Thierry, my good friend. He brought my cars." She pulled her arm from her father's and rushed towards the trailer. She couldn't help but laugh at what she found inside. Placed around her bike were boxes filled with clothes and things she'd need for an extended stay. Such as some of the more rare magical supplies she loved. She faced her best friend and father. "Damn, does that man know me."

The two vampires quickly joined her by the open door. "Stef!" She bellowed. He joined them as well. "Thierry, best friend, Uncle Stefan. Uncle Stefan, Thierry." She motioned her hands to her two relatives. "Now, you boys, wanna help me bring this stuff in. Except that box." She pointed to a box with a red X on the side. "T and I need to use that one. And whatever you do, don't touch the bike." She knew they were about to question her, so she shooed them off.

Just as they finished unloading the trailer and were pulling the bike out, she heard the sound of cars coming up the drive way. Instantly her father and uncle were at her sides, and Thierry was in front of her protectively, but he moved when he noticed that two of the cars were hers.

"Awe, they brought them back." She bounded a couple steps forwards to great the family that'd brought her cars. Seeing as Sage, Elijah and Niklaus were the only ones fully capable of driving, they'd driven the cars. She was a little shocked to see Finn, Kol and Rebekah with them. "How many vampires does it take to move three cars?" She laughed at her own joke, as did the family in front of her. "Just in time! My other cars just got here too!" She looped her arm through Thierry's and motioned to the Cadillac and the bike.

Thierry moved away to get the box. Sara greeted the people that had just shown up with hugs. Elijah got a kiss on the cheek and he didn't miss the look of slight shock the vampire he'd met in New Orleans threw his way. The best reaction however was when she hugged Klaus. She made sure to jump and wrap her arms and legs around him, taking everyone completely by surprise. Which was only amplified when he laughed. "Hello Puppy." She said while ruffling his hair. He growled and snapped at her jokingly in response.

He tried to compose himself and fain annoyance in front of the other two Salvatores and the vampire he'd never met, but she had gotten too far under his shield for that to be possible. It made him very uncomfortable, but it also felt very right.

She turned to her father and uncle and said, "I promise they won't bite." Damon scowled and Stefan smiled slightly. "Ooooo, by the way everyone. That handsome piece of ass is Thierry."

"Glad to put a name to the man that stole her away on the dance floor." Elijah held out his hand, and they shook.

The other's looked slightly puzzled. "'Lijah was at my club, and T, cut in. No big." She said to the gathered group. "Kol, can you prep a transport spell from the box. I need to grab something inside."

Kol quickly took the box that was beside the newest face and started pulling to ingredients. He turned to the Salvatores. "Do you know how far she's transporting?"

To everyone's surprise Thierry answered a very specific number. He and Marcel had worked out the exact direction and miles from the Salvatore boarding house to New Orleans. Sara had set up a kind of net, years ago, that meant that if you transported to the Quarter, you fell into it and came out in a cage in the compound.

Sara was in her room, and she sent a quick text to Marcel. He's coming home. She also sent a text to Davina giving her a heads up, so the magic wouldn't surprise or worry her. I'm transporting a friend home. Don't worry when you feel it. She grabbed a vial of blood from her locked trunk and brought it down stairs.

"Sara, are you sure this is a good idea?" Her father asked her in a warning tone. His eyes strayed towards Niklaus. He didn't like that a man who craved power, knew about hers.

Sara nodded. "Yup. I trust them. Plus, I like to impress."

"May I ask what you're transporting?" Finn inquired. He'd spent much time with his mother and knew that teleporting spells were not easy.

"Watch." She said. Her phone buzzed with a response from Marcel. He was ready for his friend's return and the cell was clear. Davina had also answered thanking her for the heads up. She made eye contact with Thierry and nodded.

"Aren't you going to check the ingredients?" Thierry didn't trust the Originals, especially Kol, and didn't want his life hanging on the kid.

Sara laughed and shook her head. "I learned most of my best tricks from him. You know that little spell I did on Mars last week, I used to do it to Kol all the time. He's smarter than most witches when it comes to anything magic."

No one missed the smug look on the youngest male Mikaelson's face.

She closed her eyes and sprinkled the herbs in a circle. She started chanting, she switched between multiple tongues and poured the blood into the shape of a star creating a pentagram. The smell was intoxicating for the vampires, but they all held their own. She opened her arms wide and the group saw that her eyes seemed to shift colours. Thierry moved and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I'll tell him you miss him." With those words he stepped into the circle and was gone. The ingredients for the spell disappeared into the earth.

The group stared at her with awe in their eyes. She looked down sheepishly. She didn't like flaunting her powers, but people needed to know just how strong she was. She rarely saw vampires admire her in the way the Originals were. Then again not many vampires understood magic like they did.

"Holy crap!" Sage finally squealed.

"That's my girl!" Kol being the only one that hadn't been in front of her during the spell stepped up from behind her and wrapped him arm around her. "You've grown little witch."

She turned quickly to her closest friend. "I will not be your personal transport." She was quite serious and they all wondered why she said it.

"Darling, I never said anything about…"

"No, but you were thinking about it. I know you." The family laughed and her family looked quite serious. They hated how close she was with the Originals and were trying to figure out if there was a way to end it, or if they had any ill intentions.

Klaus had a sneaking suspicion in his mind and decided to test it.

He fixed Sara with his eyes and started mentally yelling her name. He was pleased when she turned to him abruptly. "What?!" She screamed at him.

He laughed, very pleased with himself. She stalked towards him, but was stopped by Elijah. "Sarafina? What is it?"

"He was yelling my name! Now he's laughing! Irritating puppy!"

Elijah looked at her stunned. He was very confused, but judging by his brother's laughter, he knew that Klaus understood what was happening. "He did not make a sound."

"But he was yelling my name, I heard it?" She was starting to feel as confused as the rest of them. Her eyed met the Hybrid's once he'd finished feeling smug. He took pity on her. I did not say your name out loud.

Sara flinched back. But how?

The entire group was now staring at the two. They were trying to figure out what was going on, but none of them enjoyed the very serious expression passing between the two. I do not know. Perhaps because you entered my mind yesterday?

I've entered minds before and this has never happened. Sara was very confused.

A new power perhaps. I do not know. But I believe our families are about to resort to drastic measures.

Sara broke eye contact and looked around the group. Her face grew red, and she tried to speak but nothing came out. She was so embarrassed and confused. Klaus saw this and spoke for her. "Apparently, the little witch and I can speak telepathically."

The entire group burst into an uproar of questions. Elijah was incredibly jealous but silenced the families with a command. "Now, would one of you like to explain."

Sara looked at the hybrid pleadingly. He obliged. "Yesterday night, I was curious as to how she knew what each of us would ask, without us having to ask it and today with Kol. There have been other moments as well. I had a suspicion and tested it. Clearly, I was right."

"We don't know why. Maybe a new power, or a connection to him, maybe it's not just him." Sara was rambling. Colours started shining around the others and the world drowned out. "Not right now… Fuck…" She whispered.

Kol being the closest caught her before she could hit the ground. He and the two Salvatores quickly jumped into action. They took off into the house, leaving the others behind and very confused. After sharing questioning glances they all followed.

Kol met them outside of her bedroom. "She was taken into a vision of the Other Side. She will be out for a while. It is probably the memory explaining her telepathy."

They all quietly entered. Elijah took a chair and sat beside her. He was not going to leave until she was awake and no one cared enough to tell him otherwise.

"Is there anything we can do?" Rebekah asked.

Damon and Kol said nothing, they hated when she went through this. Stefan spoke for them. "Yes, we need to treat her like a coma patient. Rebekah can you go to Dr. Fell and tell her we need her for this." Rebekah left immediately taking one of Sara's cars. She knew the witch wouldn't mind.

Stefan spoke to the rest of them. "It's best she isn't left alone, especially unprotected. She will sometimes get hot or cold, and we need to help her regulate it. She won't wake up till she's ready, it could be hours, days, weeks. Her magic has lashed out before, so if you plan on staying, keep blood on hand for yourself. She once threw a chair at me and it staked me. If she'd glowing red, orange or black. Don't touch her. If it's purple or pink you should lay beside her, it will calm her. If it's yellow, blue or green, light touches, like holding hands, are alright. I've never seen her glow white, but if that happens I say be cautious." His eyes lingered to his niece. There was sadness in his voice when he spoke again. "I detest all of you, but I will try for her sake. She trusts you and she's never been wrong about a person before. She brings out the best in people." His eyes took on a hint of death when they made eyes contact with the Originals and Sage. "Do not let her down."

He swiftly left the room to get her blankets. Kol went in search of a bucket for water. Sage went and found towels. None of the rest of them liked or understood this situation. They wanted their bouncing witch to jump up and tell them it was all a joke. They wanted her to smile and hug them. They all felt unfamiliar emotions, they were worried.

Ooooo, so the next chapter is mostly/all about the spirits of nature/elementals/gods. Whatever you decide to call them. There are the four elements, spirit and death. Each picked a name they enjoy, as in like a version of their name in whatever language they enjoyed. I'll leave a guide on the next chapter.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Let me know what you think

Much love,

-Nicole