#fatesurvived

Lucas rose a brow and looked at her. "Saw what Sage?" He asked her, his hands lift and braced her shoulders, almost like he was trying to ground her. "What exactly did you see, tell me everything, every little detail." He told her, looking straight into her eyes to get her to calm down and speak calmly.

His thumbs lightly stroked her shoulders.

"Start from the beginning."

Trying to find even five minutes alone with her twin came with months of planning, trying to organize schedules and checking a week in advance that they were still getting together, to just have coffee. Now, with Lizzie being out to the Boarding House more often than not, and Josie no longer a student, they really had to plan these moments. While the first instinct of the heretic was to wrap her twin up in the tightest of hugs known to man, she was almost too nervous when it came to the strength her vampire side provided her. "Jo!" She sped over to her, faster than light so no one could see. The Mystic Grill. Once the top hangout spot for their parents, but now a simple pub for the current teenager and young adult in Mystic Falls. "Your hair is longer," she noticed, playing with the ends of Josie's hair before hugging her, "it looks good." That was Lizzie code for saying that she missed Josie, more than words could truly describe.

Sydney looked at Eddie and offered him a small smile "Thanks Eddie." She said softly, taking the jacket from him. "Won't you get cold?" She asked. Ok, sure, he was muscular, tall, build up, where as she was thin, beyond thin actually, and was just a normal human. She knew she felt the cold more than him. But on top of that, Eddie was a gentleman.

She pulled on his jacket, which drowned her, but at least it was warm. At least she could wrap herself up in it.

When Hope was pregnant with Aurelie, how did she find out? How did she feel? Who did she tell? I want all the details. Okay, thanks, love you!

𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒 . . . This is a great question! I am so in love with Aurélie that I am down to answer all the questions about her! She's my baby to my other baby (Hope). Alright, so I've written Aurélie a few times & every time has been pretty different, so it wasn't until recently that I've really figured out what I wanted to do with her storyline for Tumblr. Everything else that I've done remains the same, as those are private verses. Aurélie currently has three verses, but none are written up.

She stiffened when she heard the door open, her mind on alert instantly. Her fingers slipped carefully under the pillow, grabbing the cold steel of the stake.

Rose felt the bedcovers being pushed back, then the bed dipping. She knew it wasn't Lissa, she would be able to tell. No, this was a bigger form that was climbing into her bed.

But as soon as she felt the touch of his hand around her waist, her grip on the stake loosened, but her breath caught in her throat.

What was he doing here? In bed with her.

"Dimitri?" She asked quietly. Maybe he was sleepwalking, and his subconscious found its way here, with her.

She turned carefully, her eyes looking over him. "Dimitri... what are you doing?" She asked.

How she longed to wrap herself in him, to be held by the man she so clearly still loved.

"Sydney. I couldn't tell you. I wanted to, trust me I did, but I couldn't, I couldn't put you at risk, which is exactly what happened." He said.

He reached out, brushing some of her hair back to look at the injury on her face. "I know you were trying to help, I understand the need to, but... I can't risk you getting hurt Sydney." He breathed softly. His hand then brushed her cheek "Come on, lets go somewhere where I can take at look at that properly. Please?" He asked, his eyes looking into hers.

"Just... please trust me in the future... ok?"

Samuel sat in his chair in his bedroom, hands on the arm rests, sitting with just his suit trousers on, as he looked at Emma.

The kids were at his Mothers, meaning he and Emma had the place to themselves for the weekend. He was watching her, smirking after he asked her to spend the night in his room, on one condition. She undresses slowly for him.

And he was loving it. Watching the way her hands moved, the way she removed each article of clothing.

His tongue slipped out, wetting his lips as he let his eyes roam over her perfect body. "You have no idea how gorgeous you look." He groaned.