A/N This was originally just a one-shot, but in the reviews, I was asked to do some more. I don't know how much I'll do, but I hope you guys like it. Feel free to ask questions, leave comments or even requests in the reviews. If you have something you'd like me to do, request it and I'll see what I can do about it. Thanks.
As the Salvatore's returned home after Mary Salvatore's funeral. She had died of tuberculosis shortly after the birth of the youngest Salvatore, Elisabeth. Eight year old Damon Salvatore walked into the nursery. Elisabeth's nurse looked over at him.
"Care to hold your new sister?" She asked. He nodded eagerly. He'd seen his sister, but never held her. The nurse instructed him to sit down on the rocking chair. When he obeyed, she gently placed Elisabeth in his arms.
"Why don't you take care of her for a bit? I have to talk to your father." She left the room, leaving Damon with Elisabeth.
"Hello, little sister." He murmured to her. She stirred in his arms. He tightened his grip a little so he wouldn't drop her. Stefan toddled into the room, barely walking on his own feet with his nurse chasing after him.
"I wanna see 'er!" He called, barely forming the words, pointing eagerly at Elisabeth. Damon scooted over and Stefan climbed onto the rocking chair. His nurse smiled at the siblings and left the room. Stefan looked at Elisabeth in Damon's arms.
"This is our little sister, Stefan... Elisabeth doesn't suit her." Damon said, frowning. It sounded too girly; too ladylike. He knew, even know, that she wouldn't be like that with Stefan and Damon as her older brothers.
"I'll call you Beth." Damon decided. He swear she smiled.
A/N I know it was short, sorry. Also, I want to note that I don't know their mother's real name, I just read on Vampire Diaries Wiki that some fans believe her name was Mary. Also, in case you guys haven't read my fan fiction with her during the series, Stefan would be a little under a year old at this point. Please review.