A/N: Herllo! I was going to update this like a day or two after the last chapter but I always keep my chapters for so long because I want it to be perfect, or at least good enough that I won't cringe reading it. This was fun to write, hope it's fun to read. I'm trying to make the flow of the chapter better, I'm getting the hang of this writing shizbizz.
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"Would you stop pouting," Damon ordered Nova as they waited, arm in arm, to be let in the doors of the Lockwood Mansion.
"I'm not pouting, I'm ignoring you, there's a difference," She replied dryly, still not looking at the Vampire, and okay, maybe there is a very small pout on her lips, but she will never admit it, never.
"I thought you were joking about the flowers- believe it or not, you are not a very easy person to read," Damon complained as they moved up in the line. Nova rolls her eyes and shifts on her heels.
She's not sure if the height the pumps are giving her is worth the pain it's going to give her at the end of the night. "I asked for flowers, not a kidney," She spoke with all the sass she could muster, finally turning her gaze towards him.
Before he could say something scathing back to her, she groaned and hid her face in Damon's shoulder. "Are you having a vision, is someone about to die horribly?" He asked his voice amused despite the fact he was asking if someone died.
"No, asshole- that's Mrs. Lockwood," She raised her head and pointed subtly at the elegantly dressed woman greeting people at the large doorway, Damon looked towards where she's pointing.
"And you look like you swallowed something sour because...?" Damon trailed off as he looked back to the sheepish Witch with a raised brow; she's not very embarrassed by what happened, but Nova can admit it hadn't been one of her brightest moments.
"It's nothing, I just haven't been left alone with the woman since she caught me skinny dipping in her fountain, surrounded by a bunch of drunk teenagers," Nova answered casually as they came forward, towards the woman in question.
"Nova, don't you just look gorgeous," Mrs. Lockwood greeted them surprisingly warmly. Nova, though slightly surprised by the greeting, took it in stride and gave the elder woman a bright smile.
She's not sure if the smile she's receiving is fake, but it's better than things being awkward.
"Thank you, Mrs. Lockwood, this is my date, Damon Salvatore," Nova introduced the amused man beside her reluctantly.
"Oh, well, come in," Mrs. Lockwood looked slightly shocked but was quick to cover it with ease; probably by the age difference, and the fact that Nova usually attends these things with friends, or not at all, but invited them into the mansion all the same.
Which, seems very stupid of her, considering the woman knows the existence of Vampires. But maybe she doesn't know Vampire's need to be invited the home, from what she vaguely remembers, the Council didn't know about daylight rings until Damon and Stefan came into town, mostly because they don't know about Witches being real as Vampires.
"Lovely to meet you, I've been looking forward to this party for quite a while," Damon smirked charmingly at Mrs. Lockwood as they walked into the home. Nova became aware of at least one of the things Damon was after coming to this party.
He needs to integrate himself back into Mystic Falls without too much suspicion; being introduced to the Mayor's wife by a well known local is a sure way to do that. She hasn't forgotten that he got himself- or will get himself- on the Founders Council through Caroline's mom.
Nova, for all her racing thoughts, doesn't let the realization show on her face as Damon charms Mrs. Lockwood. "Well, enjoy." Mrs. Lockwood answered eyeing the Vampire a little too long to be casual.
Nova rolled her eyes, seven hells, this town is full with Cougars, just because technically Damon is older than Mrs. Lockwood, doesn't mean that the woman herself knows that, making it all that cringe worthy.
Damon, with one last smirk at Mrs. Lockwood, led her through the Mansion with a hand on her back. The place is crowded with people all over. "Let's get a drink," Damon declared and started leading her to the bar.
"I'll be catch up later," Nova spoke absently, and ignoring the questioning look he sent her, she left towards where she thought she saw someone familiar.
"Grams," Nova called out to the back of who she correctly assumes is her Grams, who turned and smiled at her confused granddaughter.
"What are you doing here?" Nova asked as they walked arm in arm around the room where there's a dozen of different displays of Mystic Falls historic objects.
Grams despises these Founder Events more than Nova does, mainly because they have proof that a Bennett Witch had lived on these soils before any of the 'Founding Families' had even been born.
Ayanna Bennett had a Journal, which her children had found after she died, the Journal was protected by Magic for years, but the eventual wear and tear of age wore it down until only a few pages were readable; her Grimoire was never found though.
"I thought it was time for me to meet this Damon Salvatore," Grams replied with a sour look as she took in the things on display.
Nova's not sure if the cross look is because of the display itself, or the thought of meeting a Vampire willingly; knowing Grams it's probably both. "...Why? I thought you didn't want anything to do with 'vampire business'," Nova responded with air quotes.
Grams' lips quirk into a smile at her impression of her own words.
She saw the Vampire in question out the corner of her eye, probably eavesdropping on their conversation, but she ignored him in favor of paying attention to her Grams.
Sheila turned towards her granddaughter with a look of determination that is known throughout the Bennett bloodline.
"But my granddaughter is already involved, and where one goes- the other one follows. Bonnie would never let you do this alone, and neither would I, sweetheart." Grams spoke with a fierce look in her brown eyes.
Nova sighed and turned to look directly at the spying Vampire, who, despite knowing who he'd been caught, only smirked charmingly and walked over towards them with a drink in hand.
"Well, here's your chance," Nova muttered to Grams as Damon came up to them. This ought to go well, she thought dryly.
Grams turned towards the person her granddaughter was staring at, "Damon Salvatore," He introduced himself with a charming smile that fooled neither of the Bennett's in front of him.
"Sheila Bennett, Nova and Bonnie's grandmother," Grams affirmed ignoring the Vampire's outstretched hand, her eyes as cold as a winter breeze. Damon charming facade cracked somewhat as he let his hand drop.
There's a tense silence as Grams took a good long look at him, eyeing him from head to toe, unlike Mrs. Lockwood's gaze, it wasn't to take in his good looks, it was calculating. Nova stayed silent, neither of them would start a fight in the middle of a party, at least Grams wouldn't, but she also doesn't want to take a side if a fight ever breaks out between them.
Damon is going to become very important to this town, and maybe even to her, but Grams is, well, Grams, her rock, when everyone else turns to Nova for help or advice, she turns to Grams.
"I'll leave you two to your.. date- I think I see Bonnie," Grams broke her warning gaze with Damon to look to her granddaughter, who smiled weakly as Grams squeezed her hand affectionately before taking her leave.
"I don't think she likes me very much," Damon said in faux-confusion as they watched the elder Witch leave.
Nova snorted in amusement and walked a little closer to the Vampire. "I have no idea why- you are such a good person, the kind of person a grandmother would love for her granddaughter to be associating with," She returned with the same faux-confusion, he smirked at her sarcasm.
Let's be honest though, that fucking smirk is most likely permanently attached to his face.
Damon got distracted by Mystic Falls new couple walking into the room, she watched him for a moment as he stared, obviously lost in thoughts of the past.
Elena is the mirror image of Katherine, no matter how different they are personality wise, she can't image how hard it must be to watch his brother and Katherine's doppelganger be together, must hurt as much as it did when it happened with the actual person.
"If you stare at them any longer I might just get jealous," Nova joked with a grin, trying to get his thoughts back in the present and succeeding, somewhat, but not really.
"I need you to distract Stefan, get him away from Elena for a little while," Damon told her quietly, ignoring her joke, she tilted her head at him curiously. "Uh...and I would want to do that because?" Nova asked with a raised brow.
She's been trying to keep Damon far away from her friends as possible, why the hell would she leave him alone with Elena now.
Damon finally turned his attention to her, his eyes showed his frustration. Cue the mini-staredown.
Nova groaned in defeat after three minutes and he smirked in triumph, she snatched the drink out of his hand just to get that look off of his stupidly attractive face.
It's not her fault the guy has got super intense eyes.
"I want pizza after this," She declared after she chugged down the champagne in one go, he tugged her by the wrist towards the couple and she reluctantly went along with him.
If she'd going to leave her friend with an emotionally damaged Vampire- who is in love with her doppelganger- the least said emotionally damaged Vampire could do is buy her a fucking pizza.
"Whatever, just work your magic," Damon replied ironically as they walked over to the couple that's near the oldest displays.
"Is that Damon Salvatore... and, Stefan Salvatore?" Elena asked her boyfriend with a confused frown as she looked at the original Founders Party guest register.
"The original Salvatore brothers," Damon declared as they came up behind the couple, who turned towards them at the sound of his voice. "Our ancestors, tragic story, actually," Damon continued with a mocking smirk in Stefan's direction.
Nova rolled her eyes before setting the empty glass on a nearby table, she suddenly wishes she had brought her flask with her, vodka would be good right about now.
"We don't need to bore them with stories of the past," Stefan said to his brother as the brother's shared a not so concealed hostile glance.
Elena and Nova shared an 'oh my fucking god, not this again' look.
"It's not boring, Stefan. I'd love to hear more about your family," Elena tried to distract them with a smile, it worked, sort of.
Damon threw another smirk in Stefan's direction that had Stefan clenching his jaw.
It has been confirmed, his smirk is permanently attached to his face.
"Well- I'm bored to tears already, and this asshole won't dance with me," Nova announced pointing at said asshole, who shook his head in a big negative. "Could I borrow your date?" Nova asked her best friend with a hopeful look on her face. She should become an actress- if she manages to survive through this Hellmouth of a town.
"Oh, uh.." Elena trailed off looking at her boyfriend, most likely hesitant to answer for him. "I promise I won't eat him if that's what you're worried about," Nova quipped with a grin that was a little too feral to be innocent, Damon huffed in amusement from the other side of her.
The joke was too good to pass up, she's going to milk the inside jokes all she can, they'll come to understand them soon enough.
"I don't really dance," Stefan denied with a head shake, but his brother isn't going to let that little lie go.
"Oh, sure he does, you should see him- waltz, the jitterbug, the moonwalk, he does it all," Damon told them as Stefan stared at him in mild annoyance masked by a polite smile.
"Please, Elena?" Nova asked, pulling out the puppy dog eyes Elena had used on her not too long ago.
"It's up to Stefan," Elena answered with a shrug, not very bothered by the request, but reluctant to let Stefan go all the same.
Despite her teasing and being able to admire Stefan's beauty from an artistic point of view, she'd never seriously flirt with any of her friend's boyfriends; it's just in her nature to flirt with pretty much everyone she likes remotely, everyone who knows her, knows that.
Stefan was obviously going to decline again, but something obviously changed his mind as he held out a hand for Nova.
"You know what- why not, I'd love to," Stefan spoke with a smile, obviously up to something. There's no way he'd want to leave his brother alone with his girlfriend.
Despite him doing exactly what she wanted him to do, him agreeing so easily made her slightly wary, she makes sure it doesn't show on her features as she gave Damon her clutch, and accepted his hand with a smile, they left their dates alone with each other; just like Damon wanted.
Nova went through everything Stefan could want as he led her outside, underneath the brightly lit canopy, and towards the crowded dance floor, there was a soft melody she didn't know playing, her racing thoughts calmed slightly as he led her into a simple waltz.
"Not bad for someone who supposedly doesn't dance," She commented with a teasing grin as she let him lead her around the dance floor with expert ease.
He tilted his head in acknowledgment that he'd been caught in a small fib."Your not half bad yourself," He replied, still looking at her searchingly.
Probably trying to figure out a way to ask whatever he wants to ask without offending her.
"In a town like this you either pick up dance lessons- or look like an idiot in front of a bunch of entitled snobs," She explained with a small shrug. Despite her complaining, the dances, and events thrown in Mystic fall never really bothered her; she enjoys it in fact, despite how annoying and inaccurate their entitled history can be.
The novelty of dressing up and dancing at grown up parties never really wore off as she got older, dancing is just another thing she enjoys when she's lost in her thoughts too often, it's freeing in a way that reminds her of practicing Magic.
She has fond memories from both of her lives that involve dancing.
"Why don't you ask whatever it is that you've been dying to ask me," Nova said coming back to the present with Stefan, who has been watching her calculatingly for the past five minutes.
"Damon asked you to distract me, my question is; why are you- a Bennett witch, and Elena's friend- helping him?" Stefan asked without pause as they went from a simple waltz to just standing in the middle of the dance floor.
"We have a deal, I help Damon get what he wants, Damon doesn't harm or kill those I love," She admitted, not seeing the harm in telling the truth. She never put keeping the deal a secret in her part of the deal; just like Damon never put not getting her friends stuck in the middle of The Salvatore's shit fest in his.
She knows that's exactly what he's doing now, not to mention the fact Elena had confessed to them while getting ready that Damon had tried to kiss her at the game. Elena had only told them out of concern for Nova and Damon's 'relationship', Nova had reassured Elena, once again, that nothing romantic is going between them.
"And you think he's going to keep this deal?" Stefan asked disbelievingly, she rolled her eyes and folded her arms as they broke apart, that had to have been the shortest dance she's ever had. "No, I'm not stupid, it's magically bound," She answered defensively, not explaining what 'Magically Bound' means.
She's sure he's smart enough to figure it out for himself.
"And what does Damon want?" Stefan asked with no subtly as they moved off the crowded dance floor and towards the drink table.
And the guy had been doing so well at being Slytherin, guess he's better at half-truths and dodging questions than subtly manipulating people.
Nova half-heartedly checked to see if Damon was nearby, seeing no one, she leaned in closer to Stefan, as though she was going to share a secret. "That's a secret," Nova responded after a dramatic pause, pointer finger on her smirking lips.
Stefan leaned back and sighed in frustration just as she felt someone slide an arm around her waist.
"What'd we miss?" Damon asked as Elena slid between an amused Nova and a frustrated Stefan.
"We were just chatting- drink, Damon?" Stefan questioned holding a champagne glass up questioningly, his question was innocent enough but his eyes were taunting.
"No, thanks, I'll pass." Damon declined with a polite smile so fake it hurt to look at.
Nova and Elena share an awkward glance, it seems as though it's always the two of them getting caught in between these two assholes.
But at least Nova isn't as clueless as she was a couple hours ago, pieces of the today's puzzle came together.
To test it out her theory, she took the glass out of Stefan's grip, and ignoring the looks she was receiving from Elena, she took a long sip out the glass. Bingo; she'd know the not so subtle taste of vervain anywhere.
Elena sighed at Nova's rude behavior but didn't say anything about it as she held out a hand to Stefan. "Stefan, do you have another dance in you?" Elena asked with a smile as Stefan took her hand with an equally bright smile.
"Absolutely." Stefan answered and led his date out to the dance floor.
Damon, for all he probably makes fun of Stefan for brooding, started to brood as he stared at them dancing. "Are you really going to stare at them all night?" Nova asked after finishing her second drink of the night, at this rate she's going to end up drunk without meaning to.
Damon ignored her, and Nova, well, she doesn't like being ignored, she likes doing the ignoring part, not so much the other way around.
Annoyed, she started to walk away with a huff, she didn't come to this party to be ignored by her 'date' all night.
"And where do you think you're going?" Damon asked but didn't take his eyes off of the now arguing couple.
"There's a piece cake with my name on it," She responded without looking back, any protest he might have said were drowned out by the crowd as she walked towards where Elena stormed off from Stefan, who glared at his brother across the room.
Nova caught up with Elena inside the mansion and locked arms as soon as she got close enough.
Elena, for her part, didn't even jump, knowing who it was before she even turned her guilty looking brown eyes on Nova's annoyed ones.
"Come on, let's go find Bon-Bon and Carebear- I think we need cake- and champagne." Nova sighed and Elena nodded in agreement and they started to look for the girls.
There were no questions asked when they finally did find Caroline and Bonnie, the girls just took one look at them before they all linked arms together. The first thing they did was steal a bottle of champagne, well, Caroline stole it from the serving table while no one was looking while Nova stole half of a cake.
How does one steal half of a cake you ask?
That's easy, you find the cake, half eaten by the rest of the guest, of course, then you have your sister distract the cute server who watches the serving table.
And then you steal the half-cake with little to no remorse.
After that, they settled into the first empty sitting room they could find, and hid away from the party, sharing the cake and passing the bottle around. "You shouldn't feel bad. Okay, Elena? You've shared all of these really personal things with him, and he's just- like a mystery novel," Caroline said slurring slightly, leaning back on the crowded couch next to Nova.
The blonde was a really tipsy, despite all her party girl habits, the girl was a little bit of a lightweight.
Nova looked at her friend in amusement and gently started prying the champagne from Caroline's fingers, exchanging it for the cake plate and single fork, which Caroline traded for eagerly as she dug into the almost completely devoured red velvet cake.
"Exactly, he shouldn't blame his brother for not wanting to open up," Bonnie said in agreement with Caroline's words, no matter how slurred they had been, her head leaning on Nova's arm.
"He should just admit he's not ready to tell you instead of making it seem like Damon's fault, even if it probably was," Nova added after washing down a mouth full of cake with champagne, she passed it on to Bonnie, who took a small sip and passed it to a forlorn Elena.
"I just feel terrible because I said that I wouldn't get in the middle of it- and then that's exactly what I did, I got all snotty," Elena replied lifting her head from Bonnie's to take a sip out of the bottle.
"Shit, parental incoming, quick hide the evidence," Nova announced lifting her head from Caroline's shoulder.
She spotted Mrs. Lockwood making her way around a small crowd through the glass doors of the sitting room, the only thing that partially hid what they're doing is the sheer drapes on the glass door.
They all acted simultaneously; Caroline and Nova hurried to place the cake on the floor and gently kick it underneath the couch, or is it a chaise, she doesn't know all she knows it's a really fancy couch that probably cost more than her entire wardrobe.
While they did that, Elena stuffed the bottle under the pillow case behind her and then they all straightened up enough to look soberer than they are, and started to chat about random things so they didn't look suspicious.
Mrs. Lockwood, having finally gotten finished greeting everyone who stopped her on her way, opened the closed glassed door and sat down on the other couch- chaise- in front of them.
"Elena, honey, there you are. I noticed the watch still isn't in the collection," Mrs. Lockwood doesn't waste any time getting to the reason why she came there.
The woman could at least greet the rest of them, but doesn't even spare a glance at them, focusing on Elena with laser focus.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Lockwood, I couldn't find it, I guess it's still packed up in my parents' stuff somewhere." Elena lied easily with an apologetic look on her face.
Nova isn't sure if she should feel proud at how well she taught her friends to lie, or worried.
Meh, she can manage both emotions pretty well.
"I see, well, please let me know if you do find it." Mrs. Lockwood asked with an obviously fake smile on her face.
Elena nodded with a strained smile, dropping it with a sigh when the elder woman finally left.
There's a second of silence as they all waited for the door to close behind Mrs. Lockwood.
"God, what a bitch," Caroline proclaimed as soon as the glass door was closed again. Nova snorted in amusement before grabbing the cake from under the furniture, maybe it's a good thing they didn't have to speak to Mrs. Lockwood. Otherwise one of them might've insulted her drunkenly.
"Care!" Bonnie scolded half-heartedly as Elena pulled out the bottle from behind her. "What? You know it's true." Caroline shrugged unapologetically; they all shared a look, bursting into drunken giggles.
"What are you doing up here, Spike?" Nova asked finally finding her elusive 'date', snooping in the upper area of the mansion.
He sighed before turning around and walking towards her as she walked up the steps towards him on unsteady feet. "Looking for you," He responded and she snorted in amusement at the obvious lie.
But she's a little drunk, and her feet hurt, so she's grateful when Damon grabs her hand and guides her up the rest of the stairs; even if it definitely isn't because he's suddenly remembered how to be a gentleman and probably more to do with not getting caught.
"I'm ready to go home, I danced with Caroline for too long- my feet are killing me and- I need pizza," Nova whined as if the world was going to end if she doesn't get her pizza.
Damon nodded, apparently not listening to her as he guided her by the shoulders to the front of what appeared to be an office. "Okay, just wait a minute, keep a look out," Damon ordered before going in the office without waiting for her to agree or refuse.
Nova shrugged, feeling kind of excited instead of annoyed at being ordered around, it kind of feels like she's a spy on an infiltration mission. "Roger that, Spike," She responded enthusiastically, suddenly more alert than she was two seconds ago as her eyes glued themselves to the staircase.
Damon stopped just as he was entering the room to look at her weirdly, "...Don't ever say that again," Damon told her seriously before walking into the room without waiting for a reply.
"Roger that, asshole," She muttered under her breath with a roll of her eyes.
"Heard that," Damon called out from within the office, she kept her eyes on the staircase.
She's doing her job earnestly despite the sass she's giving him. "Really? Was it your super spidey senses that alerted you to my sass? Shocker," She muttered shifting on her heels clumsily.
All she wants to do now is get out this dress, throw her heels back in her closet, eat pizza and drown in her cat's fur.
"Heard that too," He commented leading her by the hand out the hallway and towards the stairs. "What'd you steal," Nova asked somewhat rhetorically, considering she knows just what he stole.
But when he showed her the crystal in between his fingers, it just confirmed everything for her. He came to steal not just any crystal, but Emily Bennett's talisman.
If Nova remembered correctly Emily channeled the power of the comet and used the talisman to seal the Vampires into Tomb and protect them from the fire at the same time. It's the reason Damon protected Emily's bloodline, he thought she was protecting Katherine in the process; it's also one of the reasons Damon hasn't tried to kill her.
The Bennett Magic that is literally bathing in the crystal calls out to her, like a siren's song, the urge to swipe it from Damon's hands is over whelming, her hand twitched, itching to grab it.
Damon slid the crystal into his pocket before she could do something stupid, like knock the Vampire out cold and pry the gem from his grip, "What is it," She asked finally coming to her senses and putting the facade of not knowing too much in place.
He looked at her for a moment as they stopped in the middle of the staircase, as though he was contemplating something, probably on whether to tell her the truth or not. "Ingredient number one," Damon finally said after a long moment, not lying but not going into details.
"It must be pretty powerful, I can practically taste the magic coming off it," She commented nonchalantly as they moved down the stairs and back towards the ongoing party. He hummed but didn't give her an answer to her subtle prodding.
"I'm going to go find my sister and Grams, and then we're leaving- and you are buying me pizza," She said turning towards him and poking him on his chest with her clutch.
"And why would I do that?" Damon asked with a raised brow, proving to her that he hadn't been listening to her.
She doesn't want to sound like a cliche, but ugh, men.
"Because I helped you steal something from a friends house. I'm just so young and naive and I feel a little used-" Nova started to get over emotionally as crocodile tears made its way down her face. "Fine," Damon gritted out after giving a worried passerby a charming smile, he glared at her as her tears ended as quickly as they came.
"Good," Nova chirped back, wiping her tears she gave him a bright smile, her ponytail hit him in the face as she turned on her heel.
She somehow got lost, it might be because of her absent-mindedness, or because she's still a little drunk, or probably both.
Nova received a text after stumbling her way out the mansion and outside, she pulled her phone out of her clutch as it vibrated.
'Grams left. Care drunk, we're taking her back to Lena's b4 Sherrif finds her - Bonnie'
'Lena w u 2?- Nova'
'Yeah, Stefan ditched her - Bonnie'
Nova clutched her phone in her hand and opted to go back to find her date as a bad feeling wormed its way down her spine.
Nova soon found him by pure chance as she wandered around the mansion's grounds, far away from the party but near enough to the driveway. Unfortunately, when she found him, she saw him on the ground with a giant needle that must have vervain in it, sticking out his back.
She quickly hid behind the bushes when she noticed Stefan picking up his unconscious brother. "Fuck, fuckity fuck, shit.." She mouthed more than she whispered so she wouldn't get caught as she watched Zach Salvatore help Stefan put Damon in the back of a car's trunk.
She thought because of the deal, and because Caroline hadn't been treated like a personal blood bag that she could avoid this shit, so more shit won't happen. Boy, was she wrong, 'fate' decided to kick her in the ass.
She internally cursed in every language she knew for the few minutes it took for them to drive off.
Don't panic, he won't die, Stefan won't kill him, no matter how much the brothers loathe each other, they also love each other too much to let the other die. Suffer, hell yes. Die, hell no; but Damon will definitely be killing a long list of people and Nova probably won't be able to save them all.
Saving people she's not emotionally invested in is more of Bonnie's thing. Speaking of Bonnie; 'I think I might need a ride- Nova' She hurriedly texted her sister.
After checking to make sure they had really left, she made her way on unsteady feet to where Damon had been stabbed in the back, literally.
Magic guided her heeled feet to a spot in the grass where she can see something sparkling in the garden lights, she picked it up and wasn't surprised to see Emily's talisman gripped between her fingers, the power of the talisman hummed, warm between her fingertips.
When they got back to Elena's, they all changed into pajama's they'd all left behind some time ago, and after eating what little was left of the lasagna leftovers, and forcing Caroline to drink water, they quickly fell asleep, the four of them cramped on Elena's bed.
Nova woke up peacefully with her head pillowed on Caroline's shoulder and Elena's knee digging into her back uncomfortably as the taller teen spooned her. Despite the fact that it was slightly painful, the sight of her best friends sleeping peacefully was enough to melt her heart.
They're so cute, she thought as a sleepy smile appeared on her face.
Nova's eyes connected with Bonnie from the other side of Caroline and they shared a smile, "What time is it," Nova whispered taking care not to speak too loud.
Bonnie grabbed her phone from the night stand next to her, "Almost seven," Bonnie answered after a moment, her voice equally quiet.
"Why are we even up then," Caroline asked sleepily, startling the twins and jolting Elena awake in the process.
"Wha-" Elena started to speak her eyes blearily opening, Nova sighed and lamented that the moment of peace was officially over.
"Go back to sleep, I'm going to go fix breakfast," Nova spoke quietly, shuffling out the bed slowly.
Elena, who had barely been awake in the first place, went back to sleep without a problem. "Pancakes, please," Caroline asked sleepily scooting closer to Elena, who latched onto the blonde like a teddy bear. "Do you need help?" Bonnie asked after shooting the sleeping duo a grin.
"Nah, it's fine, get some more sleep, I'll call you down when it's ready." Nova waved away the help, and finally managed to get out the sheets with minimal stumbling.
Bonnie reluctantly laid back down as Nova went into the bathroom.
Nova found the toothbrush she leaves over and brushed her teeth, washed her face and fifteen minutes later she was creeping back out the bathroom. She tip toed out the room, and into the hall, taking extra care to pay attention to which wood panels she stepped on.
She's been in this house enough times to know which ones creak and which ones don't.
The first thing that Nova did was make the coffee, thankfully, it's one thing the Gilbert's make sure to buy.
Then she turned on the Pandora app on her phone, and did as asked, and started making pancakes. From scratch, seeing as the pre-made kind spoiled about three months ago, she threw it away with a sickened frown on her lips.
Nova was just taking the last pancake out the skillet when she heard footsteps come down the stairs. "Nova," Jenna said in surprise coming into the kitchen with a baseball bat in hand. Nova turned towards Jenna with a raised brow, spatula in hand.
"I thought you were a burglar," Jenna explained when Nova eyed the bat in confusion.
Nova snorted in amusement and started pouring the other woman a cup of coffee, as it is clearly needed. Jenna accepted it gratefully, leaning the bat on the wall with a small clang. "A burglar who cooks breakfast?" Nova asked teasingly, pulling the bacon out the skillet.
"It could happen," Jenna said defensively, taking a seat at the island that the breakfast is spread out on.
Nova just continued to smile before taking a sip out her own cup coffee. "I should be cooking you breakfast, not the other way around," Jenna continued with a slightly guilty look on her face as Nova took the bacon out the skillet and added it to the piling plate.
"It's fine, Jenna, I like cooking besides- we don't want you burning down the house now do we?" Nova said with innocent eyes, hiding her wicked grin behind her coffee cup.
Jenna glared throwing a blueberry she'd been snacking on, at the teen, who dodged just in time.
"Something smells good," Elena commented with a bright smile that made Nova cringe at how bright it was. Yes, Elena was the happy first thing type- unless hungover; but Nova wonders how much that smile is for show as she knows Elena's still pissed about being ditched by Stefan last night.
Bonnie and Nova were one of kind with needing at least two cups of coffees before being able to speak properly.
Caroline, although appearance wise she looked perfectly fine, her glare could melt ice, the blonde is usually perky after doing her morning ritual- but hangovers aren't very fun, especially when you're a lightweight.
"How are you, Caroline?!" Nova asked loudly with an evil grin on her face. Maybe Nova should be a little sympathetic, having faced her own hangovers with a weariness that suited the dead more.
But where's the fun in that?
Caroline winced before glaring at the grinning Nova,"It's not my fault that you got drunk off champagne," Nova defended with a smile as Caroline still glared at her.
"I feel like I should be a responsible adult and mention that underage drinking is bad," Jenna declared with a serious look in her eyes, the chipmunk cheeks the pancakes gave her ruined it though.
The teenage girls all laughed at the fact that Jenna Sommers was lecturing them about underage drinking; they had their first vodka shot with Jenna, good times.
Their giggles made Jenna sigh in resignation,"Oh, well, at least I tried." Jenna lamented before returning to her pancakes.
Nova started handing out the coffee cups to them all when they all calmed down from the hilarious joke Jenna told, she got thanks all around, although Caroline's was more like; "Thanks, bitch."
Nova was willing to ignore that last part because she kind of deserved it.
"Where's Jer?" Elena asked after taking a large sip of coffee, looking around with a confused frown as they all moved the food to the table, Nova had made enough to feed an army- or teenagers.
"Still asleep I guess, I thought the smell of food would lure him in, obviously not," Nova answered setting the plate of pancakes on the table. Nova hadn't thought much of the absence of Jeremy, to be honest; teenagers need their sleep, and Jeremy fits the stereotypical sleepy and hungry teenager-
If you ignore everything that's going happen to turn his life into a not so typical teenager life.
She remembers back in her old life she could sleep for ten hours and still be tired; she almost slept through her own death.
Nowadays she'll be lucky enough to get five, let alone ten.
"I'll go wake him," Elena spoke with a sigh, setting the carton of orange juice on the table.
"Ooh, I'll help," Nova declared with a mischievous grin in place as she thought of all the ways she could prank him awake. She still hasn't paid him back for the time he glued her ass to a folding chair last year.
Maybe a glass of cold water, everybody one in the morning. Or maybe a horror movie scream, she's never tried screaming during anything besides intercourse but it's worth a try.
Or maybe-
"Try not to kill him with one of your pranks, Nova," Bonnie spoke up dryly from the kitchen, carrying the bowls of berries to the table.
"Course not, no idea what you're talking about." Nova denied unconvincingly as she walked up the stairs with an amused Elena by her side.
"...Have you heard anything from Damon?" Elena asked hopefully, they slowed down as they walked towards Jeremy's room.
"No, nothing," Nova answered with a frown, dashing Elena's hopes of getting in touch of Stefan through Damon.
She had checked her phone five times while cooking, it was a stupid false hope, she knows what happened, she saw what happened.
All she knows is that Damon doesn't have Caroline to compel, even from a distance, which is good news- fantastic as the ninth Doctor would say. Bad news though, Damon hasn't compelled anyone else as much as he did Caroline in the show, not to her knowledge anyway.
What all this means is that Nova is going to have to plan a rescue mission, which, yay. Sarcasm is strong here. It won't be hard, rescuing him, it's what's going to happen after that worries her.
Damon will be on a war path that'll end up with multiple people dead, Nova is torn from her morbid thoughts by Elena's hand on her shoulder. "Maybe it's for the best- that they left, they brought so much drama," Elena spoke unconvincingly, as though she was trying to convince herself as much as she was Nova.
"Yeah," Nova agreed equally unconvinced, they exchanged a look of understanding before walking towards Jeremy's door.
Elena knocked three times and waited patiently for someone to respond, but Nova's starving; so she ignored the little voice in her head that said it was a stupid idea and opened the unlocked door and walked in. "Breakfast is-" The words died on Nova's tongue as both girls looked in Jeremy's room in dumbfounded horror.
There was a moment of pure shocked silence from both ends of the room before together the girls tripped out the room, slightly shoving each other through the entrance, they slammed the door as quickly as possible, both of their faces pinched in disgust.
"Holy shit," Nova spoke up after they run far away from the door as possible, even go as far as running down the stairs.
Elena and Nova share a look of absolute horror at the bottom of the stairs. "We never saw that," Elena said firmly to Nova, who just nodded in agreement.
"We never saw that," Elena said firmly to Nova, who just nodded in agreement.
They both shuddered in horror at what they just saw, but quickly they tried to put it out of their mind as they made they're way back to the kitchen table.
"What's wrong?" Jenna asked in confusion from the table as she took in the disgusted look on the teenager's faces.
Elena and Nova shared a look across the table as they sat down,
"Nothing," They said in unison, as per agreement.
Jenna let it go hesitantly and went back to watching the news from the living room. Bonnie was eating and eyeing them curiously but didn't say anything, and Caroline, well, Caroline was face planted on the table, snoring softly. At least she finished her food.
Nova, now somewhat over the horror she saw, slid her phone out of her cardigan and took a picture of the snoring Caroline.
"She's going to kill you if she finds out," Elena stated with a wry grin, Nova just shrugged, grinning at the photo.
When Jeremy finally came in the kitchen, he avoided both Elena's and Nova's eyes, which, to be fair, both Elena and Nova avoided his as well; Nova will never unsee the horror of Jeremy Gilbert going down on Vicki Donovan. Just ugh, cue shudder of horror.
Thankfully, he just ignored everyone, made a big plate of breakfast, enough for two, and left in a rush without a good morning or a goodbye. "Ah, teenage angst, gotta love that." Jenna commented when Jeremy left the room without answering her previous greeting.
Caroline woke up after gentle coaxing from Bonnie, Jenna waved away Elena when she tried to help clean up. Soon they were back in Elena's room, about to get dressed for school. The asshole of a principal didn't even bother giving them a week off from school after Mr. Tanner's tragic 'animal attack'.
Instead, they get a half day, considering, Tanner's, dead, and there's no one left to teach the class. Nova is honestly just so traumatized by it, really, she is-
Ha, ha, ha. Kidding.
"I think it's time," Nova announced randomly, locking both doors in the room and checked all the windows. Bonnie looked at her sister in startled realization, the other girls just looked confused.
"Let's sit, we have something important to tell you," Nova spoke gently and seriously. The way Bonnie looked at them and the way Nova's eyes don't sparkle with mischief cause Elena and Caroline to comply with little to no fuss. Bonnie and Nova gave each other looks before joining them.
They all sat on the bed in a small circle, with Elena and Caroline relaxing back on the headboard and the twins on the foot of the bed.
"Can I borrow this?" Bonnie asked before seizing the pillow from a startled Elena without waiting for a reply.
"What- what's going on guys?" Elena asked exchanging a confused look with Caroline on her right side.
"You're not dying are you?" Caroline asked fearfully, and Nova snorted but stayed quiet.
"We're going to show you something, something that we should have shown you a long time ago," Bonnie replied with a guilty look on her face before tearing into the old feather pillows with ease, the feathers came out with ease, Elena groaned in mild irritation but the twins ignored it.
"Ready?" Nova questioned her sister, Bonnie nodded and they clasped hands, it's not needed, but it's appreciated all the same.
Not giving Elena or Caroline the chance to say anything more, with one significant look Bonnie at the feathers, one by one, the feathers rose into the air, shocking both Elena and Caroline in the process as they took it in with wide eyes. "It's true, everything we've been joking about for years is true, we're witches," Bonnie said nervously to her amazed friends.
Bonnie relaxed and smiled warmly at the smiles they got, instead of fear like she thought. Nova squeezed her twin's hand and they both shared a smile."I believe you," Elena answered her voice filled with wonder as the feathers floated in the air with little thought from Bonnie.
Caroline nodded in agreement, for once in her life, speechless as she took it all in. "What else can you do?" Caroline asked excitedly grinning from ear to ear.
Well, that didn't last long, Nova thought dryly, exchanging a look with Bonnie, who is probably thinking the same thing.
Nova thought for a moment about what to do, a smile inched its way onto her face as she slowly started lifting her hand, that wasn't in Bonnie's grip, upwards.
Gently, at the pace of her hand movement, the four of them lifted in the air, the feathers brushing against them on the way and Elena shrieked in surprise as they hovered in mid-air, Nova and Bonnie shared a look of amusement at the sound, they all burst into laughter at the feeling of the feathers tickling them all.
In that moment, as the sun gleamed in brightly from the windows, everything was perfect as the four friends floated in the air surrounded by feathers, giggles went all around, and the moment was pure bliss from them all.
It was- dare she say; magical.