As of the third episode, I actually think we are back to having Helly on the severed floor as everything just hits different with Helena and I do not think she is that good of an actress. But I have been making the rounds of my favourite YouTube channels for breakdown videos and discussion, many of which keeping my delusion afloat that Miss Huang is somehow the daughter of Mark and Gemma, and a theory came up which would have otherwise never occurred to me. That the reason Dr Reghabi can feel confident in being 'better' at reintegration post-Petey is because she has had practice at it on somebody since and that person is actually Helena. That…would account for the fluidity of personality between them and why it feels to me like a kaleidoscope between scenes as to which could be which. And I love the idea that Helena would be doing this on the down low behind the back of her family while nonetheless being perfectly nonchalant about the option. (Like of fucking course she would just check in to this like no big deal, with a doctor who is still actually employed with them even if secretly leading a resistance. The LAYERS of motivation in this shit with everybody, everyone is using everyone.) We have already seen in her retort to her dad that she is the true Lumon person who fears-no-one. And it would account for the writing being so casual about already reintegrating Mark if that is not even the big reveal. So we have the potential here of parallel journeys between Helena and Mark as hopefully the first-ever success stories of reintegration, resistance lovers. To be clear I believe her exploring of this to be entirely self-serving -- a back door for her into the Helly life including the connection with Mark -- she can already afford to be in a do-whatever-the-fuck-she-wants mode as future CEO. Helly is a distilling of her true rebellious nature, but at the moment she has no overarching reason to go against the legacy of her family. The opportunity to do so in future is nonetheless being nurtured. Even if I turn out to be wrong just thought I would share with you guys as relevant to shipping.
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a/n: This is an AU TVD story, Mark Monroe is a character from Virgin River, played by Daniel Gillies_
Mark dies in the car crash, but since he had vampire blood in him he turns. Elena helps him transition. Will they fall in love? What do you think. Elena will probably say - duh! LOL.
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Days later
Mystic Falls, Gilbert Lakehouse
Mark downed another glass of Gin. He had not had a full bottle of drunk since he was a pre-med student. He had always been a man of integrity, responsibility, sweet, understand, kind. It was no different now that he was a vampire. All was just enhanced. Still, there was also the other side of him, that the vampire, the predator nipped at all the time. That bothered him the most.
It's nothing but mental training. Mind over the body. Mind over the cravings. Meditation.
Elena's words rumbled in his head. Easier said than done. And it is not gor the lack of trying.
Mark inhaled deeply, walking over to the fridge, taking a blood bag out.
"Hey" Elena said as she knocked at the front door that was left ajar.
"Hello" Mark said back, and poured the blood in the Gin.
"Uhm - why didn't call me - when did you get back? If Caroline didn't see you at the hospital - "
"I just needed time - I needed to be alone. I was going to see you tonight - to say goodbye and thank you." Mark twirled the glass as he poured the Gin in with the blood.
"Where are you going? Uhm - Virgin River - so you've told her? You spoke to her?" Elena gulped apprehensively.
" No - would I be here if - no -I let her go.” Mark said, taking a sip of the drink.
“Right. Uhm - so where are you going?”
“I really don’t have a plan. I’ll just get into the car and see where the road takes me.”
“So - this is it” Elena nodded a little, trying hard to hide her disappointment.
“I will forever be grateful to you for - everything you’ve done for me. I hope that we can stay friends.”
“Friends- yeah, of course. Can I just tell you that - I will miss you. It’s been really great hanging around with you. If ever you need anything - I’ll be here - you can always call”
“Yeah- thanks.” Mark pressed his lips together, putting his hands in his jeans.
“Right - uhm - well - good luck out there - “ Elena nodded a little, before she turned around on her heel grabbing the door handle.
“Elena, wait” Mark swooped over to the doppelganger, halting her from leaving the house.
“Yeah?” the doppelganger muttered now looking at the vampire with curious eyes.
“I - there” Mark found himself for the first time feeling all frustrated, not understanding the tugh of war within him, pulling him from her and yet at the same time not wanting her to leave. He inhaled deeply, clenching his fist, trying hard to keep the blood inside him roaring.
“What?” Elena gulped.
Their gazes met and held again, an unspoken contest of desire and withholding. He stared at her lips, feeling her heart humming to his own, his eyes burning with intent.
She felt tingles run through her. She could hear herself utter his name. Before she knew what to think, she felt his hands slide up her neck, his mouth crashing onto hers, possessing her with a ferocity that left her breathless.
His mouth was hard and soft at the same time, demanding and giving with equal measure. She held on tighter, shocked and delighted by the warm, slippery, seductive feel of his tongue entwined with hers. Her blood surged through her veins, throbbing in her ears. Pressed against him, she felt the pounding of his heart, and her own heart galloped in response. Elena gripped him closer to deepen the kiss. Waves of warmth shuddered through her at the taste of him, the need for him. He groaned and cupped the back of her head deepening the kiss further. Shivers of heat now coursed right through their veins. Pulling her up by the thighs, the brunette now straddled the vampire, mashing her mouth with his.
In a flash, Mark sped them up to the bedroom, crashing down on the bed.
Busy hands worked their way to rid themselves of the clothes, exchanging small smiles, desire sparkling from their eyes.
Pulling him down to her, she pressed her lips to his with all the fire within her, tugging on them feverishly, as her fingers grazed up his neck, pushing them up through the silken brown strands, pressing him harder against her mouth. His tongue brushed against hers, delving in deep to taste her again. His breathing turned ragged again as he reacquainted himself with her sweetness and warmth. He burned at the feel of her soft satin skin beneath his fingers. Her touch was electric, sending waves of hot sparks dancing along every nerve in his body, bringing his cold flesh to life. Trailing small fiery kisses down the line of her chest, he wrapped his mouth on her pebbled nipple, making her moan, arching up. Her arousal built as he alternated between her nipples,licking and sucking them. Another moan escaped her lips, breathing out his name, feeling her whole body hum with the intensity of her desire as his lips now ran slowly down to her belly.
He knelt, grabbing her ankles and drew them up over his shoulders. Their eyes met and held out for a moment, before easing himself in one long stroke, filling her fully.
“God, you feel good” Mark grunted, feeling her walls clench around him.
“You do, too” Elena let a throaty gasp, closing her eyes, letting the feel of him seep right through ever pore of her body.
She raised and lowered her hips, meeting his every thrust, sending shivers of desire through both of them.
Mark grunted, his breath chocking when she shifted, tightening her legs around him, increasing the sensation. Her own heart was speeding and her body quaked under him as they rocked in unision.
Tagging this for OTP as I thought it interesting the constant juxtapositioning and interchanging of Gemma and Helena that even I did not pick up on myself. And the idea of both women being the Persephone. We are really going there with this show. Though the true love triangle of the series so far is of course Burt, his husband, and Irving (do you think we could interest Burt’s hot husband in a lease in Grand Rapids, because I still think we should hook him up with that sassy geezer Mark W — Mr “Fuck you, Lumon!” has endeared himself to me completely, sad to see him go). And to me Helena is the Persephone -- with her Hades being her family legacy. While of course Gemma is the Eurydice to Mark’s Orpheus. With I expect the similarity of that not working out in the end.
The scream I had scrumped. Considering his unwillingness to move on from his 'dead' wife, I never would have expected Mark Scout to be picking up what she is putting down. (And I think at least with that one bit, Helena was not conscious of what she is putting down💍😉.) I am still holding out for some enemies-to-lovers, but these two keep defying expectations. Helena may be "like the head of the company", but Mark has been holding that company hostage just to retain her. And once our boy receives that debriefing he is in for the real stroke.
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“Look For Episode 4” indeed. I am burningly curious as to what Episode 3 is going to bleed into and its follow-up being a game-changer or however you wish to put it. Tagging this for Mark x Helly as will surely have bearing on them. And this is the link source of my “More Romance!” reference — I will receive any good news I can get.
_Mark dies in a car crash, but wakes up as a vampire. His whole life changes and he doesn't cope well at first. He meets Elena by accident in Sunnyvale and she helps him with the blood thirst...and so much more.
"I really don't know how - what to do? Do I go tell her that I am - "undead"- I mean - what will it bring? She has already - gone - to this place - Virgin River" Mark said taking a sip of coffee spiked with blood.
"Maybe - you can try. She might understand." Elena said.
"It's been months - she's been through a lot" Mark looked down.
"I can't tell you what to do. But she might accept you - being a vampire now."
"I don't know." Mark inhaled deeply. "I'm really sorry to bug you with this."
"Hey - it's ok. All this is not easy. Your emotions are all over the place. I told you that I will help you and that you can tell me anything." Elena reassured the former surgeon.
"Thank you. I - just - don't know what else to say."
"Hey- told you that you got to stop thanking me. It's all good. Being a newbie vampire is like the worst thing. Anyway, I got to go. I promised Caroline I'd help her with the Masquarade Ball thing. I will see you later."
"Yeah - later" Mark said pensively. His mind restlessly drifted away, finding himself hours later on the way to Virgin River.
His heart thumped widly. Was the decision to reclaim his life, his wife a good one? He had to try. He had to. Maybe it would then silence these conflicting feelings swarming inside him. And maybe he will break away from this side of the mirror.
The former surgeon looked at Mel, his wife, smiling happily as this man kissed her so lovingly.
He now remembered a good friend once saying to him, I was lucky to know someone to whom it was so hard to say goodbye to. But every end has a new beginning and I hope the new beginning is the dawn of something special.
He thought of Elena, and the months he had spent with her, raling, training, learning to cope with being a vampire. Mel was his old life. A beautiful life that ended quite abruptly. And that's what it was now. An old life. Deep down he knew that she couldn't be able to come to turns with him being a vampire. His heart clenched seeing his wife with another man. But he couldn't fault her moving on. He could never fault her. He wanted the best for her, and that meant being happy for her finding a new life.
"Goodbye" Mark whispered throwing the wedding ring in the river.
Well, you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
