Elena shivers, though the fleece blanket is warm. Damon's arm around her offers a fragile sense of security, but her heart hammers against her ribs like a trapped bird. She takes a trembling sip of wine. The crystal glass is cold against her clammy palm. "Damon," she whispers hoarsely, "it's been hours. Shouldn't we have heard something by now?"
Ever the rock, Damon squeezes her hand. "Elena, the longer they deliberate, the more seriously they consider the evidence. It means they're carefully weighing every piece of evidence."
But his words offer little comfort. Elena sees the worry etched on his face, mirroring her torment. The image of Kol, pale and lifeless, flashes before her eyes. "Justice," she rasps, "I want justice for him so badly. They have to convict her."
Damon kisses her forehead. "We did everything we could, Elena. Marcel presented a compelling case. You found that crucial evidence. Whatever the verdict, Kol would be proud of you."
Tears well up in her eyes, blurring the already dim living room. "But what if it's not enough? What if they let her walk free?"
Damon's hold tightens. "No matter what happens, we'll face it together. And we'll never stop fighting for Kol's memory, for Hope."
The question hangs heavy in the air, unspoken yet undeniable. "Hope," Elena asks. "What will happen to her if Hayley is convicted?"
Damon hesitates briefly. "I suspect she'll go to live with Hayley's parents."
A flicker of hope ignites in Elena's eyes. "What if... what if we could raise her, Damon? If Hayley's parents are unable, I mean."
Damon's gaze meets hers, a mixture of surprise and something deeper. "That's a big 'if', Elena."
"I know," she agrees. "But I care about her, Damon. And I love you. We could give her a loving home."
He looks away, lost in thought. "I know we could," he finally admits. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves, Elena. Let's focus on the verdict."
Elena's heart aches with a longing she hasn't anticipated. She snuggles closer to Damon, but the fear that gnaws at her refuses to subside.
The courtroom is filled with tense silence as everyone waits for the jury to return with their verdict.
Elena and Damon sit together with their hands tightly clasped.
Hayley sits at the defense table, her face pale and drawn. She's staring unblinkingly at the door through which the jury will enter.
The door opens, and the jurors file in, their expressions solemn. The foreperson hands a piece of paper to the bailiff, who then passes it to the judge. Judge Parker takes a moment to read the verdict, his face unreadable.
"Will the defendant please rise?" Judge Griffith's voice echoes through the silent courtroom.
Hayley and her attorney stand. Her legs tremble and her eyes are wide with fear.
The judge looks at the jury foreperson and nods.
The foreperson stands, clearing their throat. "In the case of the People vs. Hayley Mikaelson, we, the jury, find the defendant guilty of the charge of murder in the first degree."
A collective gasp ripples through the courtroom. Elena's eyes fill with tears as relief and sorrow wash over her. Damon squeezes her hand.
"Members of the jury, thank you for your service," Judge Griffith states authoritatively. "You are dismissed."
He turns his attention to Hayley, who stands frozen. Her face is a mask of shock and disbelief. "Ms. Mikaelson, you have been found guilty of the murder of Kol Mikaelson. The evidence presented in this trial has shown beyond a reasonable doubt that you planned and executed this crime with premeditation and malice."
Hayley's attorney places a comforting hand on her shoulder, but she barely seems to notice as she's reeling from the verdict.
Judge Griffith continues, "Given the severity of your crime and the impact it has had on the victim's family and friends, this court sentences you to life in prison without the possibility of parole."
Hayley's knees buckle, and she collapses into her chair, her face buried in her hands. The weight of the sentence crashes down on her as reality sinks in.
Elena's tears are flowing freely as she and Damon embrace. The long, arduous journey to justice has finally reached its conclusion. Kol's memory is honored, and the truth has prevailed.
Elena watches with satisfaction as Hayley is led away in handcuffs, her sobs echoing through the courtroom.
They emerge from the courthouse. The weight of the long trial finally lifts from their shoulders. Elena's eyes are red-rimmed from tears, but there's a spark of relief and hope. Damon holds her hand tightly.
As they walk outside, a small crowd of reporters and onlookers murmur. Elena spots Kol's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Mikaelson, standing a few steps away. Their faces are etched with sorrow and relief.
Elena feels a rush of emotion and moves toward them with Damon by her side, as always.
Mr. Mikaelson opens his arms, and Elena falls into his embrace. Her tears flow freely. "We did it," she whispers thickly, "We finally got justice for Kol."
Esther Mikaelson joins the hug, her tears mingling with Elena's. "Thank you. Thank you for everything you've done. Kol would be so proud."
Damon places a comforting hand on Mr. Mikaelson's shoulder. "We couldn't have done this without you. Your support means everything."
Hope steps out of the courthouse, holding Hayley's parents' hands. Her eyes are wide with confusion and sadness, as she struggles to process everything. She spots Elena and Damon with Kol's parents. For a moment, she hesitates, her young mind trying to make sense of the new dynamics in her life.
Hayley's parents, their faces lined with sorrow and regret, are silent. Their daughter's fate is sealed.
Elena sees Hope's hesitation and breaks away from the embrace, walking towards her. She kneels to the child's level. "Hope, it's going to be okay. We're here for you."
Hope looks up at her, tears brimming in her eyes. "I miss Daddy," she whispers, her voice trembling.
Elena pulls her into a tight hug and her tears mix with Hope's. "I know, sweetie. We all miss him. But you're surrounded by people who love you, always." She spots an older couple standing off to the side. They are Jerod Thompson's parents who Hayley cut out of Hope's life when she married Kol.
Elena gently squeezes Hope's hand. "Sweetie, there's some very special people here to see you. They're your grandparents, the parents of your other dad, Jerod."
Hope's eyes widen with surprise. She looks up at Elena, seeking reassurance. "My real grandparents?"
Elena nods, her voice soft and encouraging. "Yes, they've missed you so much. They're here to see you because they love you."
Damon wraps an arm around Elena and Hope. His presence is a comforting anchor. Together, they approach Jerod's parents.
Mrs. Thompson's eyes fill with tears as she sees her granddaughter, the little girl kept from them for so long.
"Hope," Mrs. Thompson whispers, her voice trembling with emotion. "Oh, my sweet girl."
Hope takes a tentative step forward as she searches her grandmother's face. "Grandma?"
Mrs. Thompson nods, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Yes, darling, it's me. We've missed you so much."
Mr. Thompson steps forward, his eyes also misting with tears. "We've thought about you every day, Hope. We're so happy to see you."
With a small cry, Hope runs into her grandmother's arms, hugging her tightly. Mrs. Thompson holds her close. Mr. Thompson wraps his arms around them, forming a protective and loving embrace.
Elena watches with tears in her eyes. She feels Damon's hand gently squeeze her shoulder.
"We're so glad you're here," Elena says to Jerod's parents. "Hope needs all the love and support she can get."
Mr. Thompson nods, his voice choked with emotion. "We're here now, and we're not going anywhere. Thank you for making today possible."
Kol's parents approach, their expressions softening as they see the family united in their grief and determination. Mrs. Mikaelson gently strokes Hope's hair. "You have so many people who love you, Hope."
Hayley's conviction and sentence give Elena a modicum of closure, but she'll never stop missing Kol.
As the crowd disperses outside the courthouse, Hayley's parents take Hope home with them for now.
"Hope, you'll be staying with your grandparents for a while. They love you very much and will take good care of you."
Hope's eyes well up with tears, her small frame trembling with emotion. "I'll miss you and Damon."
Elena pulls her into a warm embrace. "We'll miss you too, sweetie. But remember, we're always here for you. You can call us anytime, and we'll visit often."
Damon stoops to her level. "We'll always be in your life."
With a final hug, Elena and Damon watch as Hope walks hand in hand with her grandparents, her small figure gradually blending into the crowd.
Elena wipes away a tear, her heart heavy yet hopeful.
Damon gently tilts her chin, his gaze steady and filled with love. "She's with family who will take good care of her. And we're still here for her. We've got each other and we'll be there for Hope in every way we can."
They take a deep breath, savoring the first moments of calm after the storm. Hand in hand, they walk away from the courthouse, their steps slow and purposeful. The sun begins to set, casting a warm glow over them, signaling the end of one chapter and the beginning of another.
Elena leans her head on Damon's shoulder. "Thank you for being with me through all of this. I don't know what I would have done without you."
Damon kisses the top of her head, his voice tender. "We're a team, Elena. We'll face whatever comes next together."
In the following months, Elena and Damon are deeply concerned about Hope's future. Hayley's parents are elderly. Her father recently broke his hip, taking up much of his wife's time and making it difficult for him to get along. They meet with child services and the court-appointed guardian to discuss the best action.
Elena sits in the child services office with Damon beside her. His supportive presence is a comforting anchor. Across from them, a social worker and a court-appointed guardian review Hope's case.
"We understand this is an incredibly difficult time for Hope," Davina, the social worker says gently. "Our priority is to ensure her stability and well-being."
Elena nods vigorously. "Hope needs a stable and loving environment. I know her grandparents love her and have taken excellent care of her. We don't want her to lose that. We'll make sure she maintains regular visits with them."
Davina looks at Elena and Damon thoughtfully. "Hope's grandparents are her legal guardians, but given recent circumstances, we can review any potential changes to her custody arrangements. Have you and Damon considered taking custody of her?"
Elena glances at Damon. "We have. Kol was like family to us. We want to provide Hope with a safe and loving home if Hope's grandparents need to relinquish custody."
Damon squeezes Elena's hand. "We're fully prepared to do whatever it takes to give Hope the stability and care she deserves."
The social worker smiles, her expression warm. "That's very generous of you both. We'll need to conduct a thorough assessment and ensure that this is in Hope's best interest, but your willingness to step up means a lot."
After several home visits and assessments, the court grants custody to Elena and Damon with the approval of Hope's grandparents, provided they can see her whenever they want.
The adjustment period is a whirlwind of emotions—joy, sorrow, and a constant undercurrent of grief. Elena and Damon do their best to create a loving and stable home, but Hope's parents' absence casts a long shadow.
Hope sits amidst a sea of toys and books in her new bedroom. A wave of loneliness washes over her. She misses her mom and dad terribly.
Elena, sensing her sadness, sits on the floor beside her. "Hope, how are you feeling?" she asks softly.
Hope looks up, and sadness is in her eyes. "I miss them," she replies in a barely audible voice.
Elena's heart aches. She pulls Hope close and holds her tightly. "I know, sweetheart. It's okay to miss them."
Damon drops to the floor beside Hope. "We're a family now. A different kind of family, yes, but a family, nonetheless. And we'll be here for you, always. And if you want to write a letter to your mom, I'll make sure it gets in the mail."
She closes her eyes and reaches to embrace Damon.
There will be bumps in the road, tears, and even anger, but Hope also knows this: she is loved.
The End.
Thank you all for reading. It's really a testament to the Damon and Elena magic that we're still here all these after TVD went off the air.
This story is based on the murder of Russell Stager by his wife Barbara on February 1, 1988, in Durham, NC. After his death, an audiocassette recording with a tape in it made by him in January 1988 was found near his school office. In the recording, Russell, whose voice was authenticated, makes a statement that suggests he thinks his wife is out to harm him.
A year later, Barbara was convicted in his murder case. She was sentenced to death on May 17, 1989, but was resentenced to life in prison in August 1993. She was never charged for the death of her first husband.
I started "The Black Cat" yesterday.
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