On The Wings Of A Dove

by bexyrogers41

Stephanie 'Stevie' Nicks wasn't expecting much from her return to her old home town of Mystic Falls. Of all the things she wasn't expecting, getting kidnapped and offered up to an Original vampire was probably top of the list. And why does she feel such a connection to said Original? (Part One Of The Angelic Heart Series)

1. I'm On My Way, Home Sweet Home Part One

So I have been thinking about doing a Vampire diaries fanfic for a while now. It will run through seasons two-three of the show before crossing over to the spin-off. It may also crossover with another show which I will keep hush hush for now.

-x-x

Dear Diary,

I'm about to make the biggest mistake of my life, right?. What ever possessed me to want to return to my old home?. It's been almost a decade since I left and I swore those 9 and a half years ago that I would never go back. I just know I'm gonna be walking right into a pit full of angry, ravenous lions!!. I still have no idea why my cousins are still living there especially after losing both their parents. But I know deep down Elena, Jeremy and Jenna are the reasons why I'm going back.

Just another couple of hours and I will officially be on the very, very long road to Mystic Falls. God, I've always hated long journeys especially when I'm the one driving!.

Check back in tomorrow,

S.N

"You're still going then, huh?."

I put my pen down, my other hand closing my diary, looking up into the green-blue eyes of my friend, automatically seeing the look of concern in her beautiful face making me yet again doubt myself in my decision to go back home.

"Yep!!. Why, do you think I'm making the wrong decision?. I mean...I haven't been back in so, so long. Sometimes, it feels like a hundred years not ten."

"How do you feel about it, truly?."

I let out a heavy sigh, slipping my diary back into my shoulder bag, zipping it up, not really knowing how to answer her question. Mystic Falls was the one place I'd sworn to erase from my memories the moment I'd set foot on that plane to Louisiana. Guess I could never truly forget my old home town.

Not that my new home of New Orleans was much better if I'm being honest. The moment I'd set foot in this town, I'd known something was different about it. It had taken me three days to find out it was basically inhabited and run by vampires and witches.

I'd fought very hard to keep what I am a secret from every supernatural creature here, something which had been almost impossible. Nine and a half years after my first steps in this town, I was still 'human' to every vamp and witch residing here.

It was starting to get more difficult to keep my nephilim nature hidden from them, another reason why I'd decided to leave. But would I be swapping one troublesome town for one just as bad?.

"Stevie?," Camille pressed, noticing I'd yet to answer her question, having drifted away into my thoughts.

"Hmm?. Oh...Sorry, Cami. I did it again, huh?. To answer your question, yes, I'm sure. I've put it off long enough. It's time I went home. I will miss this place, though," I smiled sadly getting up off my stool, pulling my dark brown leather jacket on.

"I'll miss you too. Try and keep in touch, okay?."

"Course. How could I forget my best friend?."

"You'd better not," she laughed coming out from behind the bar, wrapping her arms around me, my own returning her hug.

Camille had been the first person I'd formed an instant bond with that first day I'd come to New Orleans, a 19-year old girl with very little possessions, having only brought a few things with me from Mystic Falls.

I'd quickly come to see her as an older sister, her being quite a bit older then me. She was also the only person I'd told about what I am, something she was automatically sceptical about. She'd only believed me when I'd shown her the birthmark on my back, had explained about nephilim.

The real question is...do I tell my family back home what I am especially when none of them known that vampires live in our town?.