Chapter 1

I don't own Legacies, The Vampire Diaries or The Originals, they belong to Julie Plec (and whoever else). I just own Dawn and any other OC that may come up later. I'm not making any profit from writing this.

This chapter isn't betaed, any mistakes are my own and English is definitely not my first language. Constructive criticism is much appreciated, flames are not.

This story was inspired by 'It Happened - Menage a Trois' by SupaaFly.

Dawn's character is heavily based on my ex-childhood friend, so it's not really a Self-Insert. It is just an excuse to write a threesome between my OC, Stefan and Damon.

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WRITTEN

Signing

Dawn stared at the date on her computer, not really seeing it anymore.

September 7, 2009. The Salvatores were in town.

Being reborn into her favorite tv show had always been a fantasy of hers, but, thanks to being slightly superstitious, she was always careful to never, ever wish to actually be a part of the show. She was very clear about it: "I never want to be a part of it." Always. After every day-dream.

You can imagine how angry she was then, once she woke up with the body and memories of six years old Dawn Gilbert, older sister of Jeremy Gilbert and cousin/ pretend twin of Elena Gilbert. Daughter of mad scientist/ vampire torturer Grayson Gilbert. Ew.

Why not Caroline? She always liked the blonde, and at least she wasn't the protagonist's sister. Plus, who wouldn't want to become Klaus Mikaelson's love interest? She always loved him and Hope and as Caroline she could have been a part of that, maybe help raise the little tribrid and prevent her from becoming an orphan. She could be a second mother to her (not that Hayley wasn't awesome, but if Klaroline became a thing she'd be Hope's stepmom, right?)

But no! She had to be a previously non existent Gilbert with no sexy vampire love interest in sight. Ugh.

I mean, it was kind of her own fault, but how was she supposed to know that the spell was even real, or that it would kill her and send her to another universe?!

Yes, spell. That's what sent her here. Which pissed her off something fierce, because all those years spent wishing she had magic and the only real ritual she ever tried killed her?! Come on! So unfair.

She didn't even have magic now. Well, not really. No cool spells or magic wands for Dawn Gilbert, just telekinesis. Which… well, it was her absolute favorite power. No more carrying heavy bags or standing to pick up the remote! At least in private.

She'd have to be careful. She had no intention of being kidnapped by crazy scientists, especially since she lived with one. (She still had the very real feeling that the telekinesis was a consolation prize. Like when you just know someone is looking at you, that was how sure she was of it.)

The only one who knew about her power before the death of Grayson Gilbert was Jeremy, the only one in the family she actually loved and trusted, he even knew about the reincarnation.

She had promised herself she would never tell, but she never had such a huge secret before. Her and her two best friends literally shared everything with each other. Everything.

She had underestimated how much of a toll being unable to share something so huge would take on her. Hence why poor Jeremy had to listen to her word vomit once she finally broke down and told him. He was 8 years old, much better than her at keeping secrets, and probably slightly traumatized by her. Poor Jer.

As Elena Gilbert's older "twin" by 10 minutes (was that actually possible when two kids were birthed by the same mother? Movies always made it seem like twins popped out one after the other. Not that she cared, Greyson was a doctor and he's the one that faked Elena's birth certificate. Surely he knew what he was doing. Kind of. He couldn't be that good if a stalker vampire with piss-poor compulsion could figure it out within three months).

Anyway, as Elena's older adopted sister, one would think she'd get attached in 10 years and be planning how to save her sister and the cast some suffering.

The problem was, she had two brothers in her previous life, both younger and older and she had loved them both in a distant way. She was perfectly fine with never calling or seeing them. They were her brothers and she cared, but she'd never been really sure she loved them. Especially the youngest.

It passed, but their childhood was filled with vicious fights until he moved to the USA for highschool and she started Uni in the UK. They got along much better when they couldn't see each other. The oldest… had enough issues to fill a bucket and always fell for girls that kept him away from his family. They saw each other at Christmas when they visited their Grandma and that was it.

Her old dad loved her, a lot. She was the favorite, the one that never got yelled at or lifted by the neck. But just because her brothers, especially the youngest, were the focus of his mad rage (there was nothing sane about him in those moments) it didn't mean that she wasn't scared of him. Her family was always willing to forget, act like nothing happened the next morning, but she wasn't. It wasn't ok, him being a sweetheart every other moment didn't excuse his behavior. She was scared of him, not always, sometimes she forgot too, but she was scared of him.

Her brothers never were and she couldn't understand that. Not when she would do anything to not have his anger directed at her, and she never felt the brunt of it. She was just a witness. (Things got much better once her younger brother left. Him and dad were just like oil and water)

She had been close to her previous mother. Sort of. She loved her more than any of her family members, but they didn't really talk about the important things. Plus, the woman was the sole reason for her abandonment issues. There are only so many times you could forget to pick up your daughter. It didn't help that her mother's solution for every one of her mistakes was "It didn't happen, you're making things up".

She had over a hundred texts and six babysitters who could attest to the fact that she was not, in fact, 'making stuff up'. But being told you're imagining/ misremembering things over and over did affect her. She stopped trusting her own memories, never sure if something happened or she dreamed it up. That was why she obsessively wrote down every detail of her day. She'd had a bookshelf full of diaries in her past life.

She tried to be less… traumatized in this one and only wrote down the memories she wanted to remember and the future. Just because she wasn't going to use it to risk her life saving people didn't mean she couldn't use it to make her own life easier.

Well, her and Jeremy. She sometimes wondered if he didn't have superpowers himself, some sort of mind control or emotional manipulation. She loved Jeremy, she really, really did. He was her baby brother and she would die for him (and kill, but she had been willing to kill for her old family too, she'd just never die for them. She might have for her friends, but no one else. Maybe that was why she couldn't love Elena. She already had two sisters, and just because she'd never see them again it didn't mean she was going to replace them with a bad copy. She didn't want another sister).

Knock, knock. "Dawn, are you ready?"

With a start, she realized her computer screen had gone dark while she was busy being nostalgic. "Ready." She grabbed her bag from the bed and left her room.

"Morning, sweetheart," she kissed her brother on the cheek.

"Morning D. Ready for today?" he was grinning.

"What are you so excited about?" she asked him, curious. "You hate school."

"Yes, but today marks the beginning of the plot, ergo, the point where all sorts of people will come to town. Maybe you'll meet" he looked around to see if anyone was listening in on them in the empty hallway, "them."

"Ah, right," she gave him a small smile, bemused by his excitement.

Right. The Ritual, the one that killed her… well, there was a reason she had been so shocked when she realized she'd died. And that it had worked. Theoretically.

It had certainly done something, but whether or not it would do what it was actually supposed to… that she wasn't sure about. Jeremy was more optimistic than she was. He was also more excited about it.

What exactly, he found fun about her finding her soulmates she didn't know. Yep, soulmates, two of them. The ritual she'd done had two parts: the first, would tell her how many she had, the second one, would lead her to them. She really should have stopped when the first part worked and two candles had lit up on their own.

Curiosity killed the cat indeed.

Supposedly, the second part killing her and sending her to another universe implied that her soulmates were here too, but she wasn't so sure. She could have just mispronounced a word or translated the wrong ingredient and gotten herself killed. And reborn.

She shrugged, "Even if I never find them, it was worth it to meet you." She grinned at her brother and grabbed his hand while they walked down to the kitchen.

He blushed and smiled shyly at her, not as comfortable with expressing emotions as she was, regardless of the years she'd showered him with affection.

"Ready for the first day of school?" cheered Jenna sitting at the table.

"Shouldn't you be meeting your advisor soon?" asked Jeremy.

"Wha…? No." She looked down at her watch and jumped up, "Yes! Crap." She ran out of the kitchen yelling "Have a nice day!" on her way out.

Laughing, Jeremy and Dawn sat down at the table and poured milk into their bowls. Jeremy was eating Cheerios, but his sister hated them so she was eating Coco Pops.

"You're going to be late." admonished Elena.

"No, cuz, you'll be early, we'll be just right." grinned Dawn with a mouth full of food.

One of the things Dawn had changed was forcing Greyson and Miranda to admit to a 9 years old Elena that she was adopted. The girl now knew John was her biological father and believed that her mother Isobel was dead. (Dawn had mostly done it so she wouldn't be the one to deal with that identity crisis later)

Elena (and Bonnie, Caroline, Jenna, Miranda, Tyler…) liked to blame her adopted status for why her 'siblings' didn't love her as much as each other, but this didn't stop her from seeking her 'sister's' approval and advice. She wasn't the only one.

Somehow, her added maturity and no judgment policy resulted in the would-be Scooby Gang (and random teenagers) coming to her for advice and just someone to bitch and moan to that wouldn't rat them out (except to Jeremy but that was a given. Everyone and their mother knew that).

Sighing, Elena stood, "Well, I'm going. Bye."

"Bye Elena," chorused the Gilbert siblings. "Say hi to Bonnie for me," she added.

Dawn and Bonnie weren't close before the Gilberts died, but they shared a secret now. Dawn had been 'playing around' with a spell she found on the internet. Obviously, it didn't work, but a curious Bonnie who had been visiting a grieving Elena saw her and decided to try it too. It worked.

The little witch panicked, but Dawn managed to calm her by showing her telekinesis (she also used it to explain why she'd been trying to use magic in the first place. "I thought I had magic, not a single superpower"). Bonnie had been learning magic from her grandma all summer, they met up often so the witch could complain about the older Bennet's spartan ways (and so Dawn could poke holes in the old woman's 'this and that are wrong/evil/abominations because I say so').

"I will. Don't be late." yelled Elena from the main room.

"Anything new from your fans?" teased her brother.

Dawn laughed with him and turned off the 'Do Not Disturb' on her iPhone. Only calls were allowed through while she was sleeping, and everyone knew better than to call unless it was an emergency. A 'someone is injured/ dying' or 'I'm having suicidal thoughts emergency'. The last person to ignore that woke up in the middle of the forest with no cellphone.

She started skimming through the texts while her brother washed the dishes. "Kimmy's boyfriend broke up with her, Bree is having a sexuality crisis, Brandon's parents are divorcing and Mike is considering breaking up with his girlfriend."

Jeremy grabbed her by the elbow and led his sister through the house and out the door.

Checking her email, Dawn kept up her commentary, "Caroline wants me to get Vanessa to hurry up with the report on this year's budget, the number of events we have to organize and an estimate of how many fundraisers we'll have to organize to pay for everything. Vanessa already sent me the report and wants me to play messenger between her and Caroline since the Principal glowered our budget again and the Club Presidents are already hounding us about getting their share of it for the year."

Sighing, Dawn regretted the day she agreed to be Caroline's Vice President. She opened her car and sat behind the wheel. They had a system going, she'd drive and Jeremy would answer the texts for her.

"Start with Mike," she ordered him in her 'Vice President' voice, as he called it. "Tell him he fought too hard to get over his addiction and if his girlfriend isn't helping him, but actually making things worse he should break up with her for his own good. Tell him to ask his best friend to keep her away from him and remind him why he's doing it. Email Kyle and tell him Mike needs his support and forward him the texts. Remind him to keep our name out of it and erase them from the bin too once he's read them. Tell him that if he can't keep the secret he should read the texts on Mike's phone, that can be his excuse for knowing."

She gathered her thoughts while her brother typed and waited for his go ahead. "Tell Brandon that his parents divorcing isn't his fault, his mom has a lover and his dad was promoted and will have to move to Richmond. Tell him to tell his parents he's blaming himself and to ask them for their reasons. He'll only believe it once he hears it from them."

"Talk to parents, got it," paraphrased Jeremy.

Dawn laughed, she knew he'd heard everything, but Jeremy liked to tease her by pretending he only sent half the message. She'd almost screamed at him the first dozen times he did it.

"Tell Bree to stop panicking, one lesbian fantasy doesn't make her bisexual. Tell her to test it by making out with Alice next time that girl gets kissy drunk. A kiss and nothing more, I'll leave her in the forest if she takes advantage of Alice. Text Alice and tell her what I told Bree, ask her if she minds. She shouldn't, but let's cover our bases."

"What if she says no?" he asked.

"Then we'll tell Bree not to do it and that I'll kiss her at the end of the day."

He grimaced, but didn't say anything.

"Tell Kimmy her boyfriend is a cheating scumbag, she deserves better and Adam from the basketball team was making eyes at her in Chemistry."

He kept texting for a bit, "Sent and done."

Dawn grinned and whooped, "Just in time!" They pulled up in the parking lot and exited the car, Jeremy handed her her phone and she double checked she'd locked the car.

Hand in hand, they walked down the lawn, up the stairs and through the open doors into the hallway.

"Hi Dawn! Hi Jeremy," yelled Britney.

"Hi Dawn," waved Mike, "thanks for the advice." Beside him, Kyle nodded at her.

She smiled and waved back to everyone who said hi to her.

"Morning Vice President!" Vanesssa was looking at her hopefully.

She rolled her eyes and let her brother go, Math and History were in opposite directions. "Don't worry, I'll talk to Caroline at lunch. Remember though, the Student Council meeting is at 17, don't be late. She'll be pissed."

The girl nodded frantically and thanked her profusely before running off. Sighing, Dawn sent a mass text to the group chat CAROLINE'S MINIONS:

PREZ WILL BE PISSED AFTER LUNCH. MEETING AT 17, CLASSROOM 23. DON'T BE LATE, I WON'T SAVE YOU.

That done, she headed to History just as the bell rang.

§§§

History class had been the only interesting point of the morning, and it hadn't even been that interesting. Just a lot of glances between Silas' and Amara's dopplegangers.

"Hey Jer," she grabbed her brother's hand and dragged him to where Caroline was sitting. Bonnie and Elena had lunch next period so they'd have to keep the cheerleading captain/ student council president company.

"What if I wanted to sit with my classmates?" complained her baby brother.

She looked at him, "Do you?"

He shrugged, "Not really, we only share lunch period on Monday, I can sit with them the rest of the week."

"She knows." said the blonde who had overheard them as they sat down, "I emailed her your schedule yesterday."

He laughed, "Of course you did."

Caroline just smiled innocently. "So," she started, "have you heard about the new student? It was very last minute, I didn't even know we'd have one before this morning."

She shook her head, "No, I didn't hear anything. Saw him in History though, he kept looking at Elena."

Caroline huffed, "Of course he did."

Jeremy lifted a brow, "Why the 'of course'?"

Dawn was curious too. Sure, Elena was beautiful, naturally kind to everyone and a cheerleader. Her and Matt had been an item and very popular, but of the Gilbert siblings, Dawn was the most popular one. No one wanted to get on her bad side and everyone wanted to talk to her.

Sure, Elena was the far more approachable one so had the most admirers, but for someone who didn't know them, Dawn knew she was more eye-catching. If her ever changing hair color (today it was fucsia) didn't do it, her figure sure did. Ergo, a new guy who shouldn't know them was more likely to look at her first.

Caroline waved away the question, "Dawn always sits in the back in class, Elena in the middle or at the front." She pushed her elbows on the table and stared into her eyes, "Now, tell me why Vanessa looked at me like I was about to eat her in Biology."

Dawn grabbed her phone and forwarded her the email Vanessa sent her. Technically, they shouldn't even have those numbers yet, Caroline stopped being President at the end of last year and Mystic Falls High officially wouldn't have a Student Council until mid-September when elections were held.

Unofficially, Caroline had been President since Sophomore year and Dawn her loyal Vice President. They'd replaced the Treasurer once and two Secretaries but it had always been them. No one could even hope to win against them, not that anyone would try, wary of the social ruin Caroline and Dawn would heap on them.

Therefore, the September elections were only for the class presidents, the one for Student Council President would be won by Caroline when no other candidate presented themselves.

"I can't believe him!" Caroline stood up so suddenly her chair tipped back on its back legs before Dawn righted it with her mind. There was no need to attract unnecessary attention.

The blonde huffed and flipped her hair, "Excuse me, while I go yell at our Principal." And she power walked away in a cloud of fury.

"I wouldn't want to be Weber right now." smirked Jeremy.

Dawn laughed and agreed with him.

§§§

"I call this session to order." Caroline banged the gravel Dawn and Jeremy bought her the first time she was elected.

The Student Council, sans class representatives, were meeting in Room 23: Vanessa the Treasurer, Bree the Secretary, Adam the Disciplinary, Kyle the Organizer, Dawn the Vice President and Caroline the President.

Adam and Kye worked closely together, Kyle to help Caroline bring to life every one of the school events with his band of conscripted minions and Adam to take care of security at said events and within the school.

Dawn had created their positions after one too many drunken brawls and manic episodes from a sleep deprived Caroline. The instances of violence and drugs on school grounds had gone down exponentially and Caroline was much less stressed with a team of semi-competent people led by an amazing despot (Kyle was kind only to his best-friend/ crush Mike).

"Vaness, you'll have to redo that report," ordered Caroline, "I got Weber to increase our budget for the year."

"That's good," said Dawn, "because the presidents of all the clubs are already bothering me to get the biggest cut."

Caroline waved it away like a pesky insect, "Ignore them until I have the list of new club presidents in front of me. Sasha is definitely not getting re-elected, she's being presumptuous. The sports clubs still have their try-outs and so the money will be allocated on the 21st, as always." She turned to Bree, "Email them what I said and tell them to stop bothering the Vice President, they know very well they should send their requests to you." She then turned back to Dawn, "You're too kind," she admonished, "next time, tell them it's not your job and to talk to our Secretary."

Dawn nodded but explained, "I just read their emails to see if it was anything important, but I didn't answer. I also forwarded everything to Bree"

"Good." Caroline turned back to Bree who had raised her hand.

"Tanner wants to organize a friendly football match with the Lions of Central Highschool, but the only day their team has available is Saturday 12th. Coach Tanner has already agreed to it."

"Fuck," breathed Kyle.

"That bastard!" cursed Caroline. "Now we can't back out without damaging our school's reputation, but the football team doesn't have the money to pull this off. If we give it to them first the other clubs will throw a fit."

"Bree, send an email to all the clubs," ordered Dawn, "tell them to hurry up with enrollment, we want the member list and their president's name by the 10th. Explain what Tanner did and that the football team will be getting theirs early, if they can't give us the list on the 10th, they have until the 15th and will get their budget on the 21st like every year." She turned to Caroline, "some stupid overachievers will manage it, but the smart ones will wait so they can recruit more people to secure a bigger cut."

Caroline nodded thoughtfully, "It will light a fire under their asses and direct their anger at Tanner and the football team." She smiled like a shark, "I like it."

Caroline looked at Vanessa, "Give the football team and the cheerleaders the same amount as last year. I already have new members to replace the graduates thanks to the summer camp, we'll be ready for the match." She looked at Kyle, "Coordinate with Vanessa to prepare it, minimum match budget, don't let Tanner call the shots, he caused enough damage. Adam, deal with security."

Kyle nodded, "We can work at my house, my parents won't be there."

Vanessa and Adam agreed.

Bree was busy writing down the key points of the meeting which would then be filed in the cabinet for later reference. They had loads of old files for 'just in case' scenarios, Caroline had already decided they'd burn everything in a cathartic bonfire once she graduated.

"Anything else?" asked Caroline.

Everyone shook their heads.

"Well then," she banged her gravel twice, "we'll meet again, same time and place on Thursday. Meeting adjourned."