Veronica

Summary: With Damon's birthday in the horizon, Stefan wants to surprise him. But when Elena finds an old diary of his that mentions a woman named Veronica, she will go to every measure to find her.

Chapter Twenty One

Veronica looked up from the floor and towards Damon. It looked like he was thinking about what Stella had said. "Damon..?" she said quietly, ignoring Elijah's presence. She stepped over to her husband, resting her hand on his cheek.

He looked down at her with a stern look. "You need to fix this."

"About what Stella said, I would never, ever cheat on you."

"If I even thought for a moment that you would, I wouldn't have married you." He kissed the top of her head and looked down at her.

Elijah clapped loudly, causing both of them to jump. "How sweet… Two newlyweds sharing a romantic moment. Don't mind me." He took a seat and poured himself a drink of whiskey from a decanter. "Can I tempt you two with a drink?"

Veronica looked up at Damon and patted his chest. "Go home, get our bedroom set up. This won't take long."

"Are you sure you'll be fine, with him… Alone?"

"There's nothing he can do, there's nothing he will do." Veronica looked over at Elijah. "Right?"

"Oh of course not Damon. We're just going to share a drink, catch up. Take a look at some wedding pictures. You know, all that." He smirked teasingly and took a small sip of his drink.

"If there's anything, I'll give you a call." She pecked his lips and walked to the chair across from Elijah.

"Drink?" he held a glass out for her.

"No thank you." She crossed one leg over the other and watched him. "What are you still doing here?"

"What do you mean? This is my home." He furrowed his brow and set his glass down.

"I know, but there's nothing here for you anymore. Klaus is furious with you, your brother and sister are both gone and as for me, I'm married now. I'm not coming back."

"I don't want you anymore Veronica. I know you believe that everyone wants you, but that is how it is."

Veronica laughed, covering her mouth. "Oh Elijah, you were always the joker in your family."

"Well I do try."

"But seriously, it would be a good idea for you to make a fresh start in a new city… Find someone who actually loves you."

"And what about Stella?" he looked at her, clenching his jaw.

"You know that she loves Klaus. She always has. And we know that at the end of the day, she'll run back to him." She leaned over and rested her hand on his. "If you were wise, you'd take my advice." She got up and walked towards the front door.

"I guess I'll just, pack my bags…" he mumbled to himself with a sigh.

She looked at him, one last time and made her way out of the house and in search of Stella.

She walked around her small house, holding a picture in her cold hands. Stella looked at herself, between the two brothers, smiling widely. All of them were smiling widely.

"Do you wish you could go back to a time like that?" Veronica said from the open doorway.

Stella looked over at her and put the picture face down. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to talk to my best friend." She took a step into the house and leant against the wall.

"About what?" Stella crossed her arms, showing a sign of hostility towards Veronica.

"I just, want to apologise about what happened all those years ago, and about our lack of friendship. I really want to make things better between us."

"And how do you suppose we do that?"

"I don't know… But I'll do anything." Veronica stepped closer towards her. "Please, just let me try to be the friend I should've been."

Stella sighed and rubbed her eyes. "Right, right okay then. If you want to be a good friend, then tell me what you think I should do."

Veronica thought for a moment and nodded to herself. "You need to do what your heart tells you."

Stella closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. "My heart's telling me to go Elijah."

Veronica's eyes widened as she ran her hand through her locks. "You need to go… Now."

"What? Why?"

"He's leaving. I left him packing his bags."

Stella grabbed her keys. "I'm sorry, but you need to get out and I need to get to him."

Veronica watched as she left in her in a hurry. "Looks like I was wrong about you Stella." She whispered, walking out of the house.

Stella ran into Elijah's house, hoping that he was still there. "Hello?" she cried out desperately. She walked to the bottom of the stairs and looked up, waiting to hear any sign of movement; there was none. She sighed and looked around the hallway, until she saw something dark moving in the drawing room.

She stood at the doorway, looking in at him as he sat with his bags and a deep glass of whiskey in his hand. He glanced up at her, taking a long swig from the glass. "What are you doing here?"

"Why are you leaving?"

"Because I know who your choice is going to be. So what is the point of being here when I have nothing?" he stared at her and got onto his feet. "I have a plane heading to London waiting for me." He set down the glass and grabbed some of his luggage.

Stella watched him pick up his belongings, her hand covering her mouth as she panicked. He pushed past her, walking to the doorway. "Stop Elijah." She removed her hand from her mouth and placed it firmly on her hip. "Take me with you."

"Excuse me?" he turned to her. He was surprised.

"I love you Elijah… I want to go to London with you." She smiled and stepped over to him, planting a kiss on his cheek. "I choose you."

A:N The next chapter will be the last chapter. After this story I'm going to continue with the series and start another new story called 'The Life and Times of Melanie Stone'. I'm excited to post both of the chapters, the other being for 'Stella'. Thanks for reading!