Originals/Vampire Diaries/Saving Hope

(After watching the pilot for Saving Hope, this came to me with the odd pairing of Katherine/Joel)

AN: this story is unnamed but if you have any good ideas for names-either PM me or put it in the review!

One of the patients that Dr. Joel Goran had to look over was a little girl named Lilyana. She had a broken arm and she had been rushed here.

As soon as he stepped into the room, he saw an eighteen year old girl with the four year old girl and he instantly thought that they were mother and daughter with how they looked alike.

"I'm here to fix a broken arm." He said and as the eighteen year old girl looked at him, critically, she shrugged.

"I'm not leaving her side while you do this." The eighteen year old said in a raspy voice that hinted at it being Bulgarian. "God knows what my sister would do to me if I left her little flower alone."

He smiled at her.

"You can stay in the room for as long as you want." He told her.

The sounds of someone running through the hospital made Dr Goran turn to stare at a man who looked like him except he was in an Armani suit.

Katherine groaned as she stared at her brother in law. Between him and Elena, they were both protective of Lilyana.

Then again, after witches had granted them Lilyana as a gift for protecting their lines (all sixteen of them!) they gave them four children-Lilyana was the youngest.

The other three were well over a hundred-Daniel at one hundred and forty (though he looks more like a twenty year old man), Rina at one hundred and thirty five (in the form of a seventeen year old girl) and Pierce at one hundred and twenty (in the form of a nineteen year old teenager).

Katherine wanted to tell him that it's alright-it was just a hairline fracture-when her sister appeared. Though Katherine was the older of the two, during the four pregnancies Elena had, she had aged to twenty four but no one could tell as she looks just like an eighteen year old.

"Oh Kat!" Elena ran (at human speed) to her sister. "Is she okay?" Turning to Lilyana, she picked her up and began to kiss her face. "Are you okay little flower?" She asked her.

"Darling," the man called. "Let the doctor tell us what's wrong with her." He soothed as he went over to her and taking Lilyana into his arms.

"It's just a hairline fracture." Goran said, in shock at seeing his doppelgänger standing before him. "I'm sorry-but do you know why we look so alike?" He asked suddenly.

"That's a very long story." The suit wearing man said as he kissed his daughter's nose. "It's a very long story."

"I'm sure that we can make time for you to tell me." Goran wasn't going to let this go, Katherine realized. She looked at Elena who nodded.

"Elijah darling-maybe we can invite him to dinner." She whispered to him. Elijah Mikaelson nodded as he stared at his wife, unable to tell her no.

"For healing my little flower, we would like to invite you to dinner." Elijah told Goran who nodded.

The inside of the manor was opulent in contrasting light and dark woods. The walls held paintings of the same man in different periods before settling on the one that held a family portrait of the same man in a light grey Armani suit, two boys who looked mischievous, one girl who looked just as mischievous as her brothers and finally settling on the girl he treated in the woman's-he believed her name's Elena- arms.

"It's this way," Joel turned to see the eighteen year old girl staring at him. "Come on. I hear dinner is Elijah's famous rack of lamb with a mint sauce and popovers."

"So you want to know how we look alike?" Elijah said as he took a bite of the lamb, looking the picture of ease in the white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and slacks. "I'm assuming you know what doppelgängers are, yes?"

Goran nodded. He wasn't an idiot-he's read up on what they were.

"You are my doppelgänger," Elijah explained. "Like how Elena and Katerina here are the two copies of the same woman who was-once upon a time-in love with both my brother and I. She did choose but she died in my arms."

"Why not take her to the hospital?" Oh, if only he knew.

"There was no such thing as hospitals a thousand years ago." Elijah watched his doppelgänger's eyes widen at the implication.

"That's impossible unless you used magic-which probably doesn't exist-" he started to say when Elena shook her head.

"Magic is real." Elena decided to take over explaining. "Over a thousand years ago a witch who was very powerful in black and dark magic, created a species that to this day, still walk around. Vampires."

Goran wanted to shake his head but the way she made it sound, it was like she lived through it.

"Vampires and werewolves don't get along with witches that well, think like water and oil." He nodded, seeing that. "Well, that's the same way vampires and werewolves get along with each other." She shook her head. "I'm sorry-got a bit lost there-anyways, she made copies of Elijah and his siblings as well as the girl who died, in a way to right a wrong but not all of the doppelgängers have been found and not all of them are human."

"So you're saying that there are many copies of him-me-running around?" He was choking on the words.

"Nope-you are the only one that we've met. So far." Elijah grinned at him.