A/N; Surprisingly, I updated reasonably this time, might have to go over this again because I only read through it about seven times (no, that was not sarcasm, I go over my work every time I add something new.) This chapter was fun to write, trying to stick to my; 'If I don't like it and can't read it more than once I won't let other people read it either'rule.
That is one long rule. I dipped my toe into the Supernatural a little bit more in this chapter. But guys, I swear I wanted to be at like episode 10 by now, but I can't, mainly because this story is more about Nova and the Bennetts than Stefan/Elena/Damon drama and I have to write my own stuff instead of just tweaking the show's stuff, the show's plot is more like background noise for the shit I have planned for the Bennetts, kinda. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading this chapter as much as I did writing it. Things are slowly... heating up.
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Days had passed since the Founders party, four to be exact.
Since then, nothing yet everything had changed; with Elena and Caroline aware of what the twins are, the four of them have become even closer than before, which, Nova hadn't thought possible.
There's something about sharing such a big secret that made them closer than they have been in months, maybe even years; she hadn't noticed the walls that had gotten between her and her friends, but it's a relief that at least one of them had been knocked down.
The next four days after the Founders Party were spent with Bonnie and Grams. When she showed them the talisman the next day, Grams had in turn, showed them an old photo of Emily Bennett wearing the talisman around her neck.
Emily's talisman was soon made into a pendant, and despite being drawn to the Magic of the talisman, intuition told her that it was meant for Bonnie, and so to Bonnie it went.
Nova's not claiming that everything is peachy; Caroline and Elena were hurt they hadn't been told about their Magic sooner, and they have endless questions- and jokes.
She still hasn't gotten Damon out of the cellar, she has to get the timing right, somewhere around the car wash fundraiser to be more accurate.
Grams- probably to even out the fact that the talisman had been given to Bonnie- had gifted her with a book about Familiar's that she'd dug up in her office back at Whitmore.
One that didn't make her even more confused like the last one did.
The black leather book is small, about the height of her hand and only twenty pages long, it's also old, but it's in good condition having not been used very much.
It was in those pages she'd found out more about Familiars, she hasn't read through much, considering it's in fucking Russian, she doesn't know any Russian, but she's learning now, at least enough to read the book. So far she's translated two pages with Grams' help, and despite it being in another language, it was easier to understand than the last one Grams had given her.
One of the translated pages happened to be the page on how Witches would have their Familiar spy on enemies for them.
Through the bond, the Witch Bonded to the Familiar could command the Familiar who or where to spy on, and they'd find the person or place. If there's anything the Familiar thinks would aid their 'Mistress', they'd either steal it or contact the Witch through the Bond.
Since Nova doesn't like the idea of her feline companion doing her bidding with no say in it- not that Merlin could talk, but still- she did the opposite of what the page said, and just asked nicely. Okay, maybe it was more like bribe with a lot of treats and a cat flap door, but it worked.
Merlin understood her and left as soon as possible, coming back every day for food and sleep before leaving around the time she left for school. She's still not sure how Merlin is going to tell her; 'Hey! Lady, who has been feeding and cuddling me for ten years! I found something!'
But she's not going to question Magic anymore- because it's Magic.
She told Bonnie and Grams what had happened at the Founders Party, and her plan to let out Damon, they aren't very happy with her decision but are grudgingly understanding that she can't risk it; Nature might punish her if she doesn't live up to her part of the deal.
Or Damon might when he eventually got out one way or another and found out she did nothing.
Valid reasons, but not her main reason.
Death is a bittersweet relief from the torture that is the agony of dying; what Stefan is trying to do to Damon is not death, but torture.
First, the blood that keeps him.. undead will dry up after a few years, the lack of blood will cause his body to slowly mummify. He'll be aware during the entire process until he's given blood to revive him, never dying, but not truly existing either.
The fact that Stefan can do that to his brother and how high the probability is of Damon being able to do the same to Stefan made her furious. Just the thought of her doing the same to Bonnie made her nauseous.
She's also become affectionate- mildly were of Damon, and the thought of him going through that isn't making her want to jump for joy, but she's not going to tell anyone that. If she remembers correctly, he'd gotten tortured by Augustine for who knows how long, he doesn't deserve more pain.
Nova's currently at school, which is a good distraction, well, the Art Club she's in is a good distraction; her classes, however, are so pathetically easy it's not even a challenge. She's not sure if it's just because most of the teachers are just that terrible or because she knows everything their teaching her, she's willing to bet on both.
"The sexy suds car wash is tomorrow, and you.. will be there an hour early to help me set up," Caroline declared as soon they're released from the prison that is Math Class.
Nova rolled her eyes at Caroline's demanding tone, she'd been roped into helping Caroline with the fundraiser for the athletic department. Caroline had guilt tripped Nova into helping because apparently; 'The fact her best friend hadn't been told about her best friends being a Witch is scarring.'
Which, Nova calls bullshit on by the way, but she'd been feeling guilty in that moment, and had agreed, and now she's basically been Caroline's bitch. "Of course, your highness," Nova replied dully.
"Talk to you later?" Caroline asked ignoring Nova's sass with ease.
Nova nodded in agreement, and they went their separate ways, Caroline probably to rope in some other poor soul to do her bidding, and Nova has Art Club in ten minutes, she stopped by her locker on her way. Nova could see Elena and Bonnie talking in front of Elena's locker and gave them a smile, but didn't stop to chat, hurrying to her locker.
She opened her locker only to turn in confusion when her sister came up next to her. "Stefan's back," Bonnie explained with a head tilt at the guy in question.
Elena didn't look too happy with Stefan, and considering that her new boyfriend ditched her for more days than they'd been dating, she's not surprised.
"Has he apologized for being an asshole yet?" Nova asked aiming the question at Bonnie but looked directly at the Vampire in question.
Bonnie shrugged, leaning back on the locker next to Nova's, watching the couple not too subtly. "I don't know, I left before he could grovel," Bonnie replied shooting her twin a grin.
Nova huffed in amusement, finally turning from the couple, she put away her school books in her locker, grabbed her camera, pencils, and sketchpad before shutting her locker and placing the padlock on. "I'll see you later," Nova told to her still spying sister, grinning when Bonnie jumped.
Someone had been using their Magic to spy on their conversation, she's obviously been a bad influence on Bonnie.
Mission accomplished.
Nova left her twin after receiving a glare for her knowing giggles, she spared Stefan a glance when she passed the couple before leaving the hallway of lockers.
"...I don't know.. what do you think I should do?" Nova asked turning to Elena only to find her friend distracted and staring into space.
"Elena, hello..." Nova poked the girl, slightly irritated that she'd apparently had been ignored for the past ten minutes.
Nova had come to the Grill to get dinner to-go for her and Bonnie, she'd seen Elena at the bar doing homework, clearly waiting for Stefan, and decided to chat with her best friend while waiting for the food, but clearly, her time would be better spent talking to a wall.
At least Elena had the decency to look apologetic, "Sorry, Nova. What were you saying?" Elena asked with a rueful frown on her features. "I was saying... what do you think I should do for my next Art 'assignment'," Nova said assignment with air quotes because technically she could just not participate.
"I was saying... what do you think I should do for my next Art 'assignment'," Nova said assignment with air quotes because technically she could just not participate.
But so far she's handed in every little assignment given after each meeting, it felt wrong not to do it just because she's stuck on a subject."Well... what's the subject this time?" Elena asked actually participating in the conversation.
"Love; I have to capture a moment of love," Nova responded with a disgusted frown. She's free to use whatever materials she wants, she decided on using her polaroid, it's the subject that has her worried, she's never been in love, doesn't know what it feels like, how can she capture love if she doesn't know how it feels, she always pours her soul into her art, there's no way she's going to capture false love.
"I don't know, just go with your heart," Elena supplied, rather unhelpfully, and ironically, if you ask Nova, who rolled her eyes.
"Gee, thanks, Picasso," Nova answered sarcastically, with no real heat.
"Anytime," Elena replied absently, going back to watching the doors, obviously not catching the sarcasm in Nova's voice.
"Hey, Matt, have you seen Stefan?" Elena asked as Matt passed them on his way from the bathroom.
Which, kind of rude Lena; let's ask your ex-boyfriend- who is still hardcore pining over you, where your current boyfriend is, great idea, Nova thought sarcastically.
"Nope," Matt shook his head, seemingly surprised by the question. Elena looked crestfallen, but not too surprised by the fact.
"...If you want to kill some time, you can rack," Matt told coaxingly tilting his head at the pool table behind them. "I'll even let you break," Matt added when Elena looked hesitant to abandon her stalking of the doors, she looked towards Nova in slight desperation.
"Don't mind me, go on, I'll see you later," Nova stated brightly, waving them away before Elena could use her as an excuse not to spend time with Matt.
Elena and Matt need to air out the awkwardness, they'd been friends before they started to suck face, they can be friends again.
"Okay," Elena sighed and after putting her things scattered on the bar back into her messenger bag, they left to go bond.
Thirty-minutes later she had the food in hand and was on her way out the door when she bumped into a brick wall; named Stefan.
"Oh, Hi, Nova, sorry didn't see you there," Stefan apologized, reminding her of the way Elena had apologized the same way.
Obviously, she's not the only daydreamer in town; only she usually zones out thinking about her doomed future, Magic- or food. They seem to do it when they think about each other, it was sweet, so much so it made her want to vomit up candy.
"It's fine," Nova waved off with a smile, the smile got less genuine as she continued, "Have you seen Damon? He ditched me at the Founders Party, it was rude and I want an apology," The ire she said this with wasn't at all false, but the ire was directed more towards both of the Salvatores than just the one.
This animosity between the brothers has only just begun and it's already annoying the fuck out of her.
Stefan clearly hadn't been expecting the question but quickly supplied an answer. "He left town, he's always liked big cities, Mystic Falls is too small for him," Stefan explained with an apologetic frown she would have bought if she hadn't been in the know.
It's true, but also, false; this town is too small for Damon, to small his eating habits, his ego, but Damon wouldn't leave without Katherine, who isn't here; but Damon doesn't know that- just like Stefan doesn't know what Damon was after.
Fuck this shit is confusing, she thought with a frown as a headache wormed its way into her racing brain.
"Well, if you ever see him, give him a message for me," She spoke sweetly only continuing when Stefan nods hesitantly.
"Tell him he's an asshole that owes me pizza,"
"...That's it?" Stefan asked obviously confused by the message, his eyes flicked over towards the pool table were Elena and Matt are chatting.
"It's pizza, Stefan," She replied in a 'duh' manner as they switched places, her moving towards the door and him moving further in the restaurant that's having a slow day.
Honestly though, what did he except? Her to give him a hint to whatever Damon had/has planned, yeah, right, she's not stupid.
"See ya, later, Stef." Nova said goodbye over her shoulder, leaving out the door before he could reply.
"Okay, so I've been having these recurring dreams lately, but they don't feel like normal dreams," Bonnie told her sister, sitting down at the kitchen table in front of her take-out. Bonnie asks Nova because she's the expert at Divination in all it's cryptic bullshit glory; they both had to learn how to interpret dreams and warnings, but Nova's the one who had to sink her teeth in deeper into Divination, her being a Seer made it all more important to learn.
Nova placed two glasses of lemon water down in front of their meals, fried chicken, rice, and mixed vegetables for both of them.
"Then they're probably not. What are they about?" Nova wouldn't normally pry into people's dreams, she knows all too well how personal they can get.
But Bonnie, to be blunt, looks terrible, has been for the past three days, as though she hasn't had a good night sleep in days. Nova hadn't said anything because she knew that it'd be better if her sister came to her, one thing that Bonnie hates is being babied and underestimated, they share that in common.
But it had worried her; Nova's gotten used to not sleeping for more than five hours a night, it's just become routine for her since she got all her memories back. Bonnie though, she's never really had anything plaguing her dreams since they were fourteen and the four of them had snuck into a rated R horror movie.
To be fair though, it had given all of them nightmares for weeks.
"There's this woman, who seems really familiar, but I can never see her face, it's like- she's blurred, and whenever she talks all I hear is this really eerie whisper surrounding me," Bonnie explained, letting it all out in a rush of breath, relieved to be getting it off her chest.
Nova tilted her head in thought, going over the events of this year's possible future in her head. "Okay, well, when did you start having them?" Nova questioned after taking a hesitant bite of her food. The food was good but she doesn't really like talking while eating food, she prefers eating and letting other, more social people talk while she's eating.
When Nova looked up from her plate, her eyes landed on the talisman around Bonnie's neck she silently answered her own question. Oh, oh... Not good, very not good, that's bad, she mentally panicked for a moment before relaxing. Emily is clearly having trouble getting in contact with Bonnie, and they haven't tried to contact the dead, yet, so they're safe from being possessed by their ancestor. She'll have to come up with a plan to avoid that.
Bonnie took her time thinking about it for a moment, playing with her food in the process. "...After- after I put on Emily Bennett's necklace," Bonnie answered in realization. Nova nodded in agreement with Bonnie's train of thought.
"She's clearly trying to get in contact with you," Nova announced, leaning back in her chair, giving up on eating while she's having a conversation.
"For what though?" Bonnie questioned nervously playing with the talisman around her neck.
"What do fictional ghost always have?" Nova asked rhetorically with a smile on her lips.
"Unfinished business," The twins said at the same time; Nova knew all those Supernatural and Ghost Whisperer episodes hadn't been for nothing. See, TV helps minds, not kill them.
Nova knows that Emily isn't technically a Ghost but a Spirit, but dead people who can't physically interact with their old life usually have one thing on their mind; what they didn't get to do before they died.
The front door shutting made them jump out of their chairs in alarm, Grams would have called if she was coming over, and considering that Vampires are running around town and Bonnie's being haunted by a Spirit- the jumpiness is warranted. They shared a look before turning towards the kitchen archway as footsteps creaked on the old wooden floorboards.
They both tensed for a fight, their Magic rose up defensively.
Nova, although outwardly calm, could feel her heartbeat beating in her chest faster as the footsteps slowly reached the kitchen archway.
She's never used her Magic violently against someone- violent, yes, both Bonnie and Nova have caused serious damage to Mystic Falls woods when they'd been amateurs, and sometimes they did it after, just to blow off steam. They've never tried using them on someone though, not yet anyway.
But she'd protect Bonnie, with her life, damn her inexperience, but, hopefully, it never comes to that, because she rather likes this life, better than the last one anyway-
"Dad!" Bonnie yelped holding her hand to her most likely pounding heart. Nova sighed in relief at the familiar face, only to glare at her sheepish looking father.
She remembered with sudden clarity, that not only had he startled them both just now, but he'd left town for almost weeks; the day after he made plans with them.
"Nice of you to call before giving us a heart attack," Nova spoke up sarcastically, falling back on her habit of sarcasm to hide her hurt feelings at being left behind, again.
Their father sighed wearily wiping a hand over his fatigued face, suddenly making Nova feel shitty, she doesn't want to feel bad for her absent father, she wants to rage at not just having one set of disappointing parents but two, one for each life.
But she doesn't do that, she just stared blankly at her father's face and feels sorry for him. "Sorry, my phone died on the way here," He replied sending them apologetic glances as he set his suitcase on the living room floor.
"They have chargers you can plug into your car, dad," Bonnie finally spoke up having calmed down from her startle.
"I'll have to remember that. I see you girls got the cat flap door for your cat," He talked from the living room while they watched from the archway. It's weird to go from talking about Spirits to talking about ordinary things with their father.
Bonnie and Nova shared a glance; figures he didn't want to talk about his sudden leave.
"Yeah, two days ago," Nova added the last part under her breath with a roll of eyes. "I'm sure Merlin is happy- what's that good smell, did one of you cook?" He asked walking into the kitchen.
At least he got her Familiar's name right, she thought snidely. "We got food to go for two," Bonnie replied sitting back in her chair in front of the food that's probably cold by now. "The Grill?" He asked slightly rhetorically since that's pretty much the only place they order from, but tried to keep the conversation going either way.
"Mhm, you can have mine, needs to be reheated though," Nova stated politely, straightening out the chair she'd knocked sideways into the table.
"You're not hungry?" He asked in genuine confusion and concern. Nova's never turned down food unless she's sick, like really sick.
Bonnie looked on at the interaction quietly, clutching the talisman in her hand as she watched them slightly apprehensively. "I'm super tired from school, and I've got to get up early to help Caroline with a fundraiser, so go ahead," Nova responded reassuringly to her concerned father.
Technically all true, she does have to help Caroline with the fundraiser and she is tired from school, but she really just needs a moment of solitude so she doesn't say anything completely relationship damaging to her father.
"Well, okay, goodnight sweetie," He answered watching her as she shot Bonnie an apologetic look for leaving her alone to deal with their father- but left all the same.
"Night," Nova returned before rushing out the room and up to her room and shutting herself in for the night.
"No friend discounts, no freebies, no pay ya laters, we are not running a charity here- no, we are not,"
Both Nova and Caroline are taking turns watching the money and washing cars since they're the ones in charge of the fundraiser. Caroline had come up to switch with Nova and saw the fifteen minutes late Elena walk up, and immediately started to lecture her.
"No we are not," Elena repeated sharing an amused look with Nova; they kind of are running a charity, the banner Nova made that's hanging over their head says so.
Stefan walked over towards them and greeted them- well it more like he greeted Elena and only glanced at us in greeting. "Hey," Stefan greeted with a soft smile aimed in Elena's direction. "Hi!" Elena greeted back, her smile just as soft.
Nova had received a text from Elena last night just before she went to sleep, telling her that Mystic Falls lovely couple had made up and that there'd be details later.
"Ugh, excuse me while I go vomit," Nova declared jokingly after they just stared at each other for a moment, she left before it got any cuter.
She saw Bonnie and Matt washing cars and chatting next to each other and skipped over to help. Bonnie looked up in her direction when she finally reached them. "Thanks for leaving me with dad last night, and this morning," Bonnie stated sourly when she saw her sister in front of them.
Matt winced but overall stayed silent as possible, smart guy.
"I know, I know- I'm a bitch who owes you big time for covering for her," Nova apologized sincerely, as a rush of guilt and shame washed over her.
Bonnie had been getting terrorized in her dreams by their ancestor and instead of helping her, what'd Nova do; she ran like a little girl. She tries not to make a habit of running from her problems, but family has always been a touchy topic with her.
Bonnie pretended to think it over, but the surprisingly sincere apology clearly had gotten through to her anger. "Forgiven," Bonnie eventually answered with a smile, handing Nova a sponge that'd been in the bucket by her feet.
They both could hear the sigh that came from Matt, which they chose to ignore for his sake alone.
Five minutes in they could see Elena and Stefan across the lot, kissing, and Matt well, he watched like some masochist weirdo.
"Uh, uh, no," Bonnie affirmed pointing a warning finger at Matt, clearly annoyed with his weird masochist ways too. "None of that tortured pining stuff,"
Maybe they really do have telepathic twin powers.
"I'm just observing," Matt defended himself weakly, reluctantly taking his eyes off the happy couple and back towards the vehicle he's washing.
"Mhm.." The twins said synchronically, both of them not taking the big pile of bullshit Matt's selling. Nova then spotted her fellow cheerleader, Tiki, passing by.
"Hey, Tiki! This one is yours," Nova told the teen, who stopped at her call, Nova nodded her head at the car that just parked behind them.
"Why do I always get the homely ones?" Tiki asked with a bitch face on, not a resting bitch face, just a face of a bitch.
Nova knew she stayed away from Tiki for a reason; there's being a bitch in certain moments, and then there's being a really big bitch. Tiki tries too hard to be the latter and ends up looking like an idiot in the process. "Just to be clear, your car's a P.O.S. I mean, we can wash it, but it's still a P.O.S." Tiki continued speaking, to the owner of the car.
The car is old and definitely not a convertible, some people just can't afford nice cars to impress gold diggers like Tiki. Nova knows what it's like to not have enough money to afford the things you want, in her old life she'd been a struggling writer, working paycheck from paycheck with a part-time wherever there was work, the point is; the car is old but it's not that horrible that it warrants Tiki bitchitude.
"You don't have to be rude," Bonnie spoke up with a glare as Matt watched on, probably secretly hoping for a catfight to start.
"Rude is uglying up the road with that junk," Tiki replied as the offended car owner shut the door and left in an angry huff.
"Tiki, you shouldn't talk about yourself that way," Nova said suddenly, very patronizingly, finally having enough of the girl's attitude, she patted the other girl's hand harshly.
Bonnie huffed in amusement, but just calmly folded her arms to watch the show with Matt.
"I know you have self-esteem issues but calling yourself a piece of shit and ugly junk is just harsh," Nova continued tearing into the girl who thinks she's the shit because she got on the cheerleading team this year, after two years of failed tryouts.
"I didn't-" Tiki angrily started to say, her cocoa skin flushing in anger; only to get interrupted by Nova shoving a bucket of soapy water toward her stomach, forcing Tiki to hold it in the process.
"Go wash the car, I want it to fucking sparkle like Edward Cullen in sunlight," Nova ordered before stepping closer to the taller girl, despite her lack of height, the glare she started to aim at the girl made up for it in spades. "And then when you get done washing the car, you're going to apologize to the owner of said car- or you're going to find your skinny ass off the team," Nova finished with a raised brow at the fuming teen, calm in the face of the other teen's fury.
When you want to outwit a bitch, all you have to do is a be a bigger bitch. To be honest, it's not that hard outwitting Tiki, who has the wit of a five-year-old.
"You can't do that- only Caroline can," Tiki protested trying to stay strong under Nova's laser-like gaze.
"Watch me," Nova responded with a pleasant grin that didn't fit the conversation but obviously made Tiki wary.
Nova only stepped out the older girl's space when Tiki backed down and went to wash the car. She had been bluffing with the threat, Caroline would never kick someone off for being a bitch, considering that'd mean kicking off half of the girls off the team- but, that's irrelevant, as the threat clearly worked.
"You like doing that way too much," Bonnie commented not bothering hiding her grin.
"Maybe a little," Nova responded with a winning grin in Matt and Bonnie's direction, going back to the car she'd been helping Matt wash.
Fifteen minutes later, there was a weird sensation that made its way down her spine. It was a warm sensation, it felt harmless, but weird all the same. When she focused on the feeling, it made her zone out, her vision blurred, and she dropped the bucket in her hands in the process.
Nova's Magic kept focusing on the sensation, leaving her no choice but to follow it when she couldn't focus back to the real world. When she gave in and stopped fighting it, images began flashing before her eyes, too fast to catch, but it soon focused on just one.
The Salvatore Boarding House.
It was odd.. because she knows the Boarding House is big, but it's never been that tall and daunting before.
And when she tried to move towards the door, thinking it her chance to rescue Damon- she couldn't move. When she does move closer to the giant door, it doesn't feel like Nova herself was moving, but someone else. It's only when she see's the shadow of a cat on the pavement, moving in sync with her vision does she even begin to understand what the hell is going on.
"Nova!" Bonnie's voice breaks her out her trance.
"Fuck," Nova spoke at the same time Bonnie called out to her again.
"Are you okay?" Matt asked with a concerned frown as he laid a hand on Nova's shoulder. Nova could see a few other nosy passerby's looking on, the scene eerily reminds her of the time she got her memories back.
At least she hadn't fainted this time, Nova thought dryly.
"Yeah, fine. I was just day-dreaming, you know me," Nova joked grinning, waving off their concern, only letting the grin fall when she still saw the concern coming from both of them. "I'm fine, but we need towels, I'll go get them," She reassured them, and she is fine, she's just kind of freaked out, and in a hurry.
Matt let her shoulder go with one more comforting squeeze and reluctantly went back to hosing down another car.
"Are- are you sure you're okay?" Bonnie asked once more, cutting herself off from saying anything about Magic in public.
"I'll let you know later," Nova's answer has a double meaning that Bonnie understood well; Talk later, I'll let you know then.
"I always knew you were weird," Tiki sneered at her as Nova passed by, clearly having witnessed Nova zoning out.
"I don't see that Cullen Sparkle, Tiki!" Nova yelled not looking back as she raced away from the fundraiser and towards her own car.
Nova ignored at least three red lights, four stop signs, and speeded; she's either going to get so many tickets she'll be in debt before she get's a foot into college, or get a stern lecture from Sherriff Forbes. Somehow, Nova didn't care about all of this as she finally arrived at the Salvatore Boarding House, there were only two things on her mind; find out if her theory correct, and save an asshole.
She grabbed her beach backpack she'd left in her car, and left the car in a hurry.
Noticing Merlin in front of the door just confirmed everything; everything she'd seen had been real, she'd been looking through Merlin's eyes.
The shock and awe of it kind of went away when she saw her Familiar sunbathing, of all fucking things. "You're a fucking weirdo, you know that?" Nova talked to her cat, looking down at the sunbathing cat. Merlin meowed unhappily as she blocked his view of the sun and shot her look as he flopped over on his legs gracefully, the look practically said; you're one to talk.
"Guess, we're both weird," Nova shrugged in agreement, ignoring the fact that Merlin hadn't said anything, it just feels like he can understand her and she understands him.
"Go on home, I don't want you getting eaten by the vegetarian vampire, he might mistake you for a bunny," Nova joked laughing softly at her own joke.
Seven Hells, she is so lame, she's telling her feline Familiar a joke.
Nova only approached the front door when Merlin left without any 'comments' on her lame ass jokes.
Nova gently opened the door, there was no Magic needed seeing as how everyone in this damn house is egotistical and doesn't bother locking the door. Not that it could do much if someone Supernatural actually wanted to kill them, Nova thought to herself as she walked into the place with light footsteps.
Okay, so, here comes the hard part.
Finding the Cellar in which hungry a Damon is locked up in and making it out the home without alerting Zach Salvatore.
Easy peasy.
Nova sighed to herself as she wandered the home as quiet as possible when wandering the place doesn't help her find anything she tried something else; 'reaching' into her Magic. Nova has a surprising number of people her Magic- for the lack of a better word- latched onto.
Bonnie and Nova's bond is the strongest, having been formed literally in the womb and only growing stronger as they got older, and then the rest of her close family and friends, not to mention her Familiar Bond. Damon and Nova haven't known each other very long, but they formed a semi-bond through the deal they made, tying them together till it's finished, and she's fond of him and that means so is her Magic.
So, Nova let her Magic lead her to him, trusting it to know where to go, she left the room she'd wandered into, and her feet led her to the basement in no time.
Nova hesitantly walked down into the basement, with its dark, damp, crumbling walls that make her question her safety. She managed to stay quiet and far away from the cellar door as she carefully made her way past it, and towards the large cooler in the corner.
Nova's not stupid, she knows if she goes into that cellar and she's the first thing Damon see's, deal or no, he's a Vampire who'd been starved for days, almost an entire week, he'll try to drain her dry. And she still has no clue what'd happen if he tried, would he die before he got the chance to hurt her, or would he kill her before Nature stepped in.
She grabbed three blood bags, pushing the morbid thoughts away, and then she cautiously approached the door, her heart nervously thumping before thinking to herself; fuck it- and swung the cellar door open with her Magic.
Nothing happened, it was anticlimactic as fuck, she boldly stepped in and shut the cell door behind her, shut, but didn't lock it, just in case Zach decided to check in on Damon from the basement door, or if she needs to- you know, run. When she dropped the blood bags one by one by his feet, it startled a reaction out of the sleeping Vampire, who opened his eyes blearily and looked from the blood bags to her.
"Drink," She commanded pointing at the blood bags in case he got any ideas about drinking from her.
He devoured all three, one by one, by the last one he slowed down his pace.
Nova just observed him, keeping an ear out in case Zach decided he wanted to watch a Vampire rot. She's morbidly fascinated by the color of his skin slowly regaining its color. Damon threw the last blood bag on the ground, he looked much better, but still not his best.
"I'm surprised to see you here," He finally commented tilting his head up at her, still on the floor as he got his bearings.
"We have a deal," Nova stated with a raised brow, slightly offended.
She doesn't make promises lightly, and on the night of the comet, she'd went above and beyond to cement her promise to him.
"You look..delicious," Damon commented, going completely off topic as he took her in a little too hungrily with her tribal print bikini. The only thing covering her is the matching kimono coverup she'd thrown over herself before rushing out the house.
"You look like shit," Nova returned without pause, his lips quirked at her bluntness. He does look terrible, maybe not like shit, but there was sweat on his brow and he still had a slightly gray tinge to his skin that even three blood bags wouldn't take away.
"Why'd you come?" Damon asked eyeing her curiously. Didn't she just answer that question?
"You owe me pizza," She avoided the question easily, reaching down to pull him up off the ground with a heave. "Come on we gotta get out of here before someone notices the unlocked door,"
Nova and Damon had made it out the basement awkwardly, with him leaning on her and all, but they managed.
They ran into trouble when they got to the living room and made their way to the front door. "Wait, wait, stop," Damon said suddenly digging his feet into the living room carpet, she grudgingly stopped with him.
"What is it?" She whispered as a bad feeling worm its way down her spine. They really should leave before they get caught, or worse.
She has no doubts if Stefan came back home suddenly she could take him, but she doesn't really want to, she'd like to avoid the backlash that'd give her from Elena.
"Stefan took my ring," Damon told her just as someone made their way down the stairs, confirming her fears.
Zach looked shocked to see Damon out of the cellar, and ran, towards them. "No, no, get out of here, run!" Zach warned her, yelling as he ran towards them with a panicked look on his face. Most likely mistaking her for one of Damon's human puppets, he warned her, when he should be the one running.
Damon- who middle name is apparently vengeance- had a sudden burst of strength, and left her grip with ease, vampire sped behind the panicked Salvatore. And before either of them could even blink, Damon snapped Zach's neck with a twist of his hands.
The brutal sound of his neck snapping as his body smacking the ground echoed in Nova's ears as she processed what just happened.
There was a moment of silence as Damon breathed in and out heavily.
"Do you feel better?" Nova asked sarcastically after finally pulling her eyes off the dead body.
That's a dead body, holy fuck, that's a dead body.
Nova, like usual, panicked internally but never let her panic show on her face. "Loads," Damon answered back with a pleased smirk, walking over the body, and towards her with a confident stride that irritated her to no end.
She should be panicking over the dead person lying on the carpeted floor, not checking out the Vampire who murdered said dead person. Seven fucks, her brain is so fucked up. "Now what?" Nova asked as he leaned towards her, she just stared back, refusing to be intimidated by him.
Damon's an asshole, but compared to the stuff she's going to have to deal with in a few short months he's not as bad, demented, yes, very much unhinged. But everyone in this town is a little crazy.
"Now we wait for sunrise," Damon answered leaning back from her when she showed no reaction to him getting in her personal space.
Nova doesn't bother even questioning why the hell she has to wait with him and just sank into one of the many sofas in the room.
About thirty minutes later, Damon came back downstairs, having changed into his usual attire of a button down shirt, jeans, and a leather jacket. Nova hadn't moved from the couch, but she had closed all the curtains in the room with her Magic- because she did not just save Damon just for the asshole to fry from fucking sunlight.
"What? No sobbing, no questioning my morals... no violent urges to try to kill me?'" Damon asked sardonically when she didn't say anything, she could hear him pour him a drink behind her.
"Do you know what you did was morally wrong?" She asked dully, playing a game on her phone.
"...Yup,"
"Do you care?"
"Nope,"
"There you go then, that's all I wanted to know," Nova stated sitting up and turning to watch him pour his third drink. Damon shot her a weird look at her indifferent attitude.
It's like he actually wants her to run screaming.
"Not the one who just killed my only living family member," She gently reminded him with a raised eyebrow, getting a casual shrug in return.
Damn, his whole family is fucked up beyond fuck.
"But if you want to talk about your deep-seated issues, I'm your girl," She teased with a grin as she leaned forward on the sofa to snatch the third drink from his hand, she's going to need it.
"You are... very chill for a teenager who just saw someone brutally murdered in front of her," Damon declared choosing to ignore the theft and just pouring himself another drink.
"I'm sure I'll have a good cry and nightmares about it later, I'm great at repressing my feelings," Nova answered absentmindedly as she turned back towards her phone.
"That's not very healthy," Damon criticized, ironically enough, the smirk on his lips ruined the scolding though.
He's one to talk about unhealthy habits when he's the one who's been spending most of his immortal life ruining his brother's life and searching for a way to free a lover who doesn't want to be found, ruining all his other relationships in the process.
She said none of this though, just shot him a look and checked her phone. Elena calling her stopped her from checking her new messages, she hesitantly answered;
"Hey-"
"Remember when we talked about anything other than witches existing?" Elena cut her off with a question that stilled Nova.
"..Yeah, we never got finished talking about it," Nova answered hesitantly, turning to look at Damon, who is no doubt listening to the other side of the conversation.
"...Vampires.. are they real?" Elena asked with a mild note of panic in her voice. In the rush to get here and rescue Damon, Nova had forgotten that Elena would be finding out about Vampires today.
"...Uhm, mhm, yup," Nova answered after a moment, ignoring the look Damon shot her in the process.
"...And Stefan- and Damon, is he- are they?" Elena could barely get out the question as she was very much panicking.
"Yup," Nova answered only to get hung up on afterward.
How rude.
"You're welcome," Nova told her phone and with a roll of her eyes, she placed her phone back in her bag.
"Are we casually telling people the existence of vampires now?" Damon asked sarcastically, watching her down the alcohol in one big gulp. She coughed lightly as the whiskey burned its way down her throat.
"Elena already figured it out before she called me, she just wanted confirmation," Nova replied sliding off the couch and towards the almost empty decanter. She lightly hip-checked Damon out the way to pour the rest into her tumbler.
"As long as she keeps her mouth shut it shouldn't be a problem," Damon answered, she ignored the subtle threat and sipped at the drink in her hand.
At the rate she's going she'll probably end up an alcoholic in a couple years.
"Well, would you look at that, dinner time," Damon announced as he looked out the windows and at the setting sun.
"That's my cue to leave," Nova spoke after setting the empty glass tumbler down on the wooden table with a heavy clink.
She's not going to bother protesting, it's in his nature, Vampires have to feed off of Humans, or they die, simple as that. And despite not liking him killing his food, changing Damon's eating habits are the last thing on her mind.
"Try to cover your tracks." She warned as they walked outside, the setting sun having gone down all the way, but the asshole just waved it off and left the house speeding away without a word.
Idiot.