Gem: Well, it's largely just my interpertation of that relationship. I wanted it to kind of ring true to the characters though, especially season 1 Tyler. As for Rebekah...yeah, probably. The current one I'm working on is the Jules fic though. And as I said I'm not really keeping to any schedule with this project, I'm just writing when the inspiration hits me.
****/Rosewood: Thicker Than Blood\****
Damon throws him to the bedroom floor and he gets up and tries to run but the vampire moves faster than Tyler's eyes can follow and before the new werewolf can make it three steps towards the door he's thrown onto the bed. He realizes that someone else other than Damon is in the room with him, someone who smells like rotting meat and dried blood. He looks up…
And the ghoulishly pale female vampire standing over him sinks her fangs into his neck.
"Want me to rough him up for you?"
It's funny, because the last time he was in a relationship he was the one asking his girlfriend if she wanted him to beat up some jerk who pissed her off. Tyler sighed to himself and practically threw his football helmet to the floor.
"I thought you were with Alaric trying to track down a way to kill Klaus?" Tyler asked.
Rose laughed at that as she entered his room.
"Five centuries of running from Elijah and searching for a way to free ourselves from him and we found nothing. I don't think taking the afternoon off to be with my favorite werewolf is going to make a difference."
Tyler shook his head; sometimes Rose's pessimism was really distressing. The constant cynicism didn't do wonders for his disposition. Between his monthly werewolf transformations, the constant threat of Klaus and Stefan coming back to finish what they started, and Damon giving him the evil eye Tyler needed as many good vibes in his life as possible. Caroline's endless enthusiasm helped but it would be nice if Rose could at least go twenty minutes without mentioning the fact that Klaus was now a hybrid and even more unkillable than ever before and how they were all going to die when he came back. On the other hand he liked that she called him her favorite werewolf, though to be fair right now he was her only werewolf.
Then something hit him. Rose didn't talk a lot about her past, most of what he knew he learned from either Elena or from sitting in when the "Scooby Gang" gathered to discuss the Klaus situation which was rare considering that Damon was often there.
"Wait, 'we'?" he asked.
Rose paused, looked away from him.
"You have another boyfriend I should know about?" he joked, taking a step forward and putting his hands on her shoulders.
Rose looked up at him, smiling, but Tyler could see the sadness in her eyes.
"No, no one for you to worry about." Rose whispered but she shrugged him off and turned away from him.
Tyler frowned, Jules said that werewolves had the ability to sense lies but she had died before he had been able to master that power. That sucked, because it would have been a freaking awesome ability to have at moments like these. Rose had a tendency to tell him half truths, especially when it came to her past. Tyler frowned but nodded, dropping the subject. Over five hundred years…that was a long time to be walking the earth. Plenty of time to accumulate plenty of loved ones and lose more than a few of them too. She'd tell him when she was ready.
"As long as you give me fair warning before I have to beat'em off with a stick." Tyler joked, following Rose as she paced towards his writing desk.
"Speaking of beatings…" Rose said turning to Tyler. "I repeat my earlier question. Do you want me to take care of Damon for you?"
"Now you know there's nothing that turns me on quicker than the sight of you kicking major vampire ass." Tyler said as he stepped up to Rose, who laughed. "And while I think Damon could use a good ass-kicking I don't want you to worry about it."
"And may I ask why not?" Rose inquired, smirking. She already knew the answer; it was the same answer she always got.
"Because if not for Damon being such a dick, I would never have met you."
For the briefest moment, Rose face twists and he sees tears glimmer in the corner of her eyes, then she leans her forehead against his and he wraps his arms around her. Because for the briefest moment, they both believe that everything is going to be okay.
Yeah, the kidnapping and subsequent blood-loss was definitely worth it.
Not really feeling this pairing, but I think the story is short, sweet and to the point. Tell me what you guys think! Also: fic updates all around!
Dogs of War: I'm actually messing around with the combined mythology of the two shows this story crosses over a bit. The fourth chapter is mostly written though, and I'm just hovering around an ending.
Only Alive in the Face of Death: I think I might add a third and final chapter and then let it end. If I want to write any more Flemmingwood (Is that any good? I'm terrible at naming pairings. Lockovan being a rare exception and Rosewood just being obvious.) fics they'll go here.
Wolves on the Run: It's funny, because I know exactly where I want to go with this fic but my ideas just aren't organizing themselves on the page properly. Don't know if that makes any sense.
New Story Idea: I know, another one? But this probably won't make it past the concept stage, maybe I'm throwing it out there in the subconcious hope that someone takes the idea and runs with it. I was thinking about how werewolves in TVD universe run in packs and of course my mind always strays to those months Tyler was away from Mystic Falls. Wolves are social animals, much like humans they're engineered to need contact with other members of their species for their own psychological health. What if during the summer between Season's Two and Three Tyler becomes lonely for contact with other werewolves? What if he goes looking for some, risking alienating Caroline or even angering Damon who thinks he's going looking for reinforcements? Again, just an idea. If anyone wants to take it for their own, be my guest. In fact, if anyone wants to put their own spin on He Sure Gets Around, they're more than welcome to it.