"Elena is sired to Damon." Faye muttered as she sat next to Lacey on the couch, her eyes down at the ground, "How could we have not seen this shit storm coming?"

The revelation had been shocking to Faye, not expecting it. Siring was something common in hybrids, but as Damon had said, rare in vampires. It seemed that Elena was the one that had been pointed out and chosen as the one in a million to be sired. 

Caroline suddenly jumped up and began pacing, "This is a disaster!" 

"Look, we don't know anything for sure." Stefan tried to calm her down, but it was Faye who contradicted her.

"No, I think we do." Faye said, "Klaus was acting super suspicious when I brought it up, said I would figure it out. He knew she was sired."

"So, Elena is sired to Damon!" Caroline yelled out again, "Which means her one singular burning desire is to make him happy, just like Klaus and his hybrids!"

Lacey shook her head, "No it's not. A vampire sired to another vampire is one in a million. Maybe it won't affect her the same way."

"We already know it's affecting her. She's become Damon's lapdog." Caroline bitterly stated, earning looks from both Stefan and Lacey. Her eyebrows raised, "What? It's true! Everything he says, she agrees with. Everything he asks her to do..." 

"She does." Faye finished, having her own experience with sire bonds.

"We need to do something." The youngest blonde vampire in the room went to grab her phone, but the older stopped her from doing anything else. She took the phone from her, earning an astonished look from the Forbes.

"You can't call her, Caroline. Not yet." Stefan supported Lacey's actions, "This isn't gossip. You can't just drop this on her before we know what's happening for sure."

Caroline sighed, understanding. She then spoke up again, "Someone needs to talk to Tyler. He might know what to do."

"Not me." Faye removed herself from the list of possible people to speak to her cheater ex-boyfriend, "He might possibly hate me more than I hate him now. I doubt he'd be willing to help us out if I or even Lacey went."

"Care, you can talk to Tyler." Stefan assigned her, "But please don't tell anyone else. If this is true, then it may have influence on Elena's every action and emotion since she became a vampire."

"Just go about the day as normal. Go to school, act normal around Elena as much as possible." Lacey told Caroline and Faye, but she spoke to Caroline more. Faye could handle it when it came to making she her pack mates would be alright.

"We can do that." Faye responded, "Right, Care?"

"Right."

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Faye rested the back of head against her locker, her books clutched tightly to her chest as she spoke to Bonnie and Caroline. Attendance to school once again had become necessary for the other two besides Faye, who's grades were high enough for her to miss a few days without the compulsion. 

"Sired?" Bonnie asked again after Faye and Caroline had explained it multiple times. They knew they weren't supposed to tell anyone, but Caroline had been ranting about it when Bonnie walked up to them and had heard everything they were saying, "To Damon?"

"Yes, to Damon." Faye said with a sigh passing her lips, "As much as I love the man and am glad he finally gets what he's been wanting for so long, but he's not the best person to have an influence on Elena. She keeps him grounded and the minute Damon wants to murder, she will too."

"And now she's living with him because Jeremy's new hunter abilities involve wanting to kill every vampire he comes across." Caroline continued on from Faye's statement in a slightly upset tone, "This is just not a good day for pack Daniels."

"Hasn't been a good year for pack Daniels." The alpha hybrid corrected, shutting her eyes, "I just can't wait until graduation so something finally good can happen to us."

"You've sent out your applications yet?" Bonnie asked. The two knew how important college was to Faye and how getting accepted to just one was her ultimate goal.

She nodded, "Yeah, Lacey helped me. She made me send one to Harvard even though I'm definitely not going to get into an ivy league school."

A new voice came in to play in the three way conversation, making it a four-way, "You never know what could happen." 

Faye turned her head towards Elena who had just walked up, practically glowing and smelling of sex. Her eyes widened a bit when she took notice of it, not expecting her and Damon to have gotten together so quickly after her and Stefan had called it quits. It really showed what the sire bond was doing to her; taking away her rationality.

"Elena." Bonnie breathed out in a slightly nervous tone, "Hey. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah." Elena answered with furrowed brows, "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, Caroline told me you had to move out to stay away from Jeremy." Bonnie replied with another answer to cover up what she was actually asking about; the sire bond.

Elena's joyful mood seemed to deflate some and she let out a soft sigh, "Matt is at the house staying with him right now to make sure he keeps all of his hunter stuff in control. He's OK."

"But are you?" Caroline asked her, "I mean, clearly they don't have a flat iron at hotel Salvatore." She said, looking at the usual straight hair of Elena's that had been thrown into a low bun. A giggle passed the blonde's lips.

"Oh -- I was in a rush."  Elena scoffed and reached behind to pull at the hair tie to release her hair, "I mean -- look, do you girls have any plans tonight? I'm in desperate need of some girl talk."

"I'm in." Bonnie said, "Shane taught me some small spells I've been wanting to try."

"Oh, creepy professor guy is just Shane now." Caroline raised a brow."

"He's not creepy."

"We're not judging."

"Caroline is." Faye gestured towards the blonde standing beside her.

 "Don't listen to her." Elena told Bonnie. She looked towards the two who hadn't answered the question she had, "So, girls' night? We can raid the Salvatore wine cellar."

Caroline visibly stiffened at the name Salvatore, the thought of Damon coming into her mind, "Um, are you sure that Stefan and Damon are cool with us crashing at their place?"

"I can't go home because my brother is trying to kill me. So their place is mine now, too." Elena shrugged, "So?"

"Don't know..." Faye began, only to be cut off by Elena.

"Please. I really wanna know what happened on you and Klaus' date." Elena pleaded with her. She opened her mouth to continue, but her gaze diverted to something other than the strawberry blonde. Faye frowned, wanting to know what it was. She breathed in deeply, trying to catch the scent of what could have possibly distracted her so much. Alcohol and expensive cologne.

Elena moved around the three girls watching her oddly, mutter to them quickly, "I'll see you in a bit."

Caroline, Bonnie and Faye all watched as Elena walked quickly down the hall, waving through loads of people to get to one of the classrooms. She disappeared behind a brick wall and Faye heard a door shut with her vampire hearing.

"What's up with her?" Caroline questioned.

"Damon is what's up with her." Faye answered, "He's here. For what, I honestly don't care anymore. I just wanna go about today as normally as possible."

"Agreed." Bonnie said, nodding along to Faye's words. Her face then contorted and she looked over at Faye, her eyes filled with curiosity, "What did happen on your date with Klaus?"

A blush rose to Faye's cheeks causing both of the girls with her to have different reactions. Caroline grinned widely while Bonnie's eyebrows raised up in somewhat shock. They were both prepared to begin questioning her, but Faye was saved by the bell.

"No time. Class." The Daniels girl stated before leaning up off her locker and beginning to get as far away from Caroline and Bonnie as possible. 

She had gotten away from them only to fall into a trap of another kind. As she passed the classroom the Damon and Elena had been in, an arm grabbed her hand and began pulling her in a complete different direction from her classroom.

"Damon!" She shouted angrily, knowing exactly who it was who had grabbed her, "I have class."

"Not today you don't. You're coming with me, Amnesia."

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"What are you doing?" Stefan asked Damon when he walked into the library of the Salvatore boarding house and found him rummaging through a large collection of old papers. His eyes darted over to Faye who sat perched on a chair, glaring at Damon, "Why aren't you at school?"

"Damon kidnapped me for some reason I still do not know." Faye responded, "But he got me out of girls night and talking about Klaus possibly so, I might owe him for it."

"Elena is sired." Damon answered the question of Stefan's finally, ignoring Faye and his small chat, "You were right, I was wrong. Happy?"

"No, I'm not happy." Stefan responded, "But what are we gonna do about it?"

"Well, I'm working on it. Here." Damon finally stood up and showed Stefan a small polaroid he had been digging for. Faye got up to look at it along with Stefan, "Remember that?" He asked Stefan.

Stefan took the photo from his hands to get a closer look at it, "New Orleans." He recognized as he looked down at the photo of one of it's many streets.

"1942, to be exact."

"What was in New Orleans in 1942?" Faye questioned Damon and Stefan both.

"Other than bourbon and beads..." Damon trailed off, looking over towards Stefan, "Us, Stefan."

Stefan didn't grow much of a fond expression as Faye thought he would at the mention of a possible bonding moment between them. Instead he sat down, still staring at the small photo with a neutral expression, "Oh yeah." He said, "What was the name of that girl you used to hang out with?"

"That was no ordinary girl. That was Charlotte." Damon said.

"What was so great about Charlotte?" The hybrid in the room asked the brothers.

"The girl who literally decided to snap a man's neck because I asked her to watch my drink while jokingly adding to show no mercy to whoever touches it. Took it very literal and it didn't take so long for me to figure out what was wrong." Damon explained to her shortly, not going into much detail since he was far to focused on searching through all of the papers in front of him, "That was my first clue."

"She was sired to you, and I can only assume you took full advantage of that until you got bored of her, right?" Stefan jumped to conclusions. Faye walked over and flicked his ear, glaring down at him for being rude to his brother.

"More like when she went all "Fatal Attraction" on me, then I had to make a clean break."

"How'd you do that?" Faye spoke up.

A sudden small sigh in relief came from Damon as he held up a card, " Ah, phew, here." He handed it over to Stefan to look at along with Faye. Stefan flipped it over revealing the address of Valerie LaMarche.

"Who's Valerie LaMarche?" The younger Salvatore inquired.

"The witch that I found to help me break little Charlotte's sire bond." Damon stood up, grabbing the drink he had left on the coffee table beside where he sat and taking a sip from it. Stefan watched him curiously and Faye knew exactly what he was up to. She didn't even have to ask, "Pack your bags-"

"We're going to New Orleans." Faye deadpanned, "Yeah, I had the feeling."

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New Orleans was a packed city full of parties and became quickly irritating for Faye especially after she had been stuck in a crammed in between the two Salvatore brothers for hours on a plane. Bourbon street was full on dancing tourist holding large pints of beer and cheering on the jazz band players. Faye found herself pushing through many of the drunks as her, Damon and Stefan all walked together.

"Remind me if I ever move to New Orleans to stay inside during festivals." Faye told Stefan and Damon, "My anger for almost being trampled on is spiked very high and I'm containing myself from murdering someone. From some of the stories Lacey has told me about this place from when her and my dad were here with Klaus, I can tell you this place has definitely changed some."

"Not really. The city's the same," Stefan responded to her. "Just brighter."

"Have you been back here since '42?" The elder Salvatore asked his brother.

"Nope, not since I shipped off to join the war effort and you didn't," Stefan said to him in a bitter tone.

There was a flash of guilt on Damon's face, only something Faye noticed, but he washed it away quickly and gained his usually cocky persona, "Somebody had to entertain the ladies who had been left by their menfolk." His phone chimed in his pocket and he went to look at it, "Hey, good news. Elena is at the house with the girls where she can't get in trouble. Bad news -- I think they got into the Dom. Told her to make herself at home."

Stefan turned and looked towards him, "Yeah, you told her so she does, right?"

"Don't be an ass. Faye told him, "I don't think t sire bond is that literal, Stefan, despite the stories Damon may tell."

"Really?" Stefan scoffed. His eyes were kept trained on his brother, "Name one thing that you've asked her to do that you haven't gotten, huh?"

"You know what I haven't gotten?" Damon spat back, "Blame, guilt. I get it Stefan. I get that you're pissed that Elena dumped you because she has feelings for me. Bet you blame the sire bond for that, too."

"Guys-"

"Yeah, you know what? I absolutely do."

Damon walked towards his brother, glowering at him, "Why, because it's impossible to think she could have feelings for me?"

"No, because it's impossible for her to be so blind that she doesn't see how wrong you are for her." They were nose to nose, anger flooding throughout the two brothers. Faye watched as Damon's face contorted into hurt expression before he turned on his heel and began walking away. The hybrid glanced over at Stefan with disappointment.

Stefan finally realized that his words hurt and he called out to his brother, "Hey, wait, Damon, I'm sorry."

"What did you just say?"

"I apologize, all right?" Stefan said, "As much as I hate this sire bond thing, I shouldn't take it out on you. It's not really your fault."

"Well, don't get all warm and fuzzy on me yet."

"Damon, shut up, we have a witch to find." Faye pushed his shoulder, forcing him to keep walking the direction they were supposed to keep going. He rolled his eyes at her and they continued on their way, pushing through the crowd of people.

The three finally came upon the address Damon had said was the witch's old home. The street they were one was a lot clearer than Bourbon street, which they had been on before. Faye looked up at the apartment and frowned.

"This is where the witch lived?" She asked, not hearing any heart beats.

"Emphasis on the lived," Damon said in an annoyed tone.

"What, you weren't expecting to find the same exact witch in the same place?" Stefan questioned with a sarcastic manor.

Damon glared over at him before answering, "No, but since I couldn't remember where the store was, figured it'd give us a start."

"Maybe there's another place to start." The younger vampire told him with a shrug, "You think Charlotte might be in New Orleans?"

"Yeah, maybe."

"Where was the last place you saw her?" 

"Corner of Bourbon and Dumaine. Kind of told her to count every brick in every building in New Orleans, and I'd meet her at the corner." Damon paused, "I was gone by morning." 

The story sounded very familiar to the one the Lacey had told her about the reason she came to be cursed. Faye would've hit Damon for doing that to a woman, knowing it could've turned out bad for him, but she knew it was so long ago and Damon had been a hell of a lot different then. She was sure he wouldn't do that now, especially not to Elena.

Stefan turned around immediately after Damon's answer, walking in the other direction. Faye and Damon both frowned, the hybrid being the one to call out to him.

"Where are you going?" She asked her first pack member.

Stefan looked back at them, still walking backward as he did so, "Corner of Bourbon and Dumaine. See how literal the sire bond is."

Faye groaned out loud, already tired of running across New Orleans and dealing with the bickering Salvatores, "I really wish I was at girls night now."

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"Okay, I've seen what the sire bond can do and even I think there's no way she's gonna be in the same spot after seventy years." Faye told Stefan who was pretty damn determined to find Charlotte on the corner of Bourbon and Dumanie. It wasn't quite believable to her that someone, over a sirebond, would stay in the same place for years waiting for Damon Salvatore to return for them. 

"So, what are we gonna tell Elena?" Stefan decided to bring up the subject as they stopped at the corner where Charlotte would have been. There was sign of a mad woman in love anywhere.

"I was hoping we wouldn't have to tell her anything." 

Faye knew Stefan was going to start another fight the minute Damon finished his sentence. The younger brother scoffed.

"Well, we can't just lie to her." Stefan said to Damon.

"It's not a lie. It's an omission for the greater good." Damon defended himself.

"Oh, I see. I see." Stefan nodded, a cocky look on his features, "That's Damon speak for "Let's not do the right thing, let's just do what's right for me."

Faye let out a loud sigh as Damon went to respond to him, "Oh, what about you, O selfless one? Are you doing what's best for Elena or what's best for you? Because it looks to me like the only reason you want to break Elena's sire bond is to restore her original factory "Team Stefan" settings.

Faye finally stepped in between them, holding up her hands to keep the space, ""Maybe we shouldn't think about what to do or not until we figure out what to do with the sire bond." She suggested. Her eyes darted to both of them, waiting for either one to say something.

Damon was the first one to make any sort of move. He took a step back, grimacing at his brother, "I'm gonna go get a drink. Hunt me down when he stops being a dick." He told Faye simply before walking away from them both.

Faye inhaled deeply and ran her hand through her hair. She knew this was all rough of Damon to know that possibly Elena was only interested in him because of the sirebond. Stefan wasn't being much of help either with his jealous antics seeping up from a part of him that he hadn't even tried to hide.

The strawberry blonde turned towards him, disappointment feeling her, "You need to stop!" She told him, slapping his shoulder. Stefan look down at the ground ashamed, "I know you love Elena, but so does Damon and to figure out that Elena might only have feelings for him because of this sire bond has to suck. He's coping with it and you should help him instead of being a dick."

"You're right." Stefan admitted.

"Of course I am. I know what's best for both of you and what is best right now is to be bros before hoes." Faye told him a small encouraging smile on her face as she did so. Stefan went to reply, but a loud crash and shouts from what sounded like Damon stopped him.

The two didn't even hesitate before rushing to his help. Stefan tugged the other person off off Damon while Faye helped him on to his feet, her stance showing still she was ready to fight whoever necessary.

"What the hell just happened?" Stefan asked him.

Damon wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his face showing his shock, "She kissed me."

Faye looked towards the one who had attacked him; undoubtedly a vampire from the scent she gave off. She watched as they stood up, revealing who they were. It wasn't someone she herself recognized, but it was someone Damon and Stefan did. Faye silently hoped it wasn't Charlotte.

"Damon, I always knew you'd come back for me." She said is an airy voice, one filled with love and hope all at once. It was Charlotte much to Faye's disappointment, "I must have counted literally every brick on every building in all of New Orleans."

Damon eyes widened and he looked over at Faye who mirrored his expression.

"Literally every brick?" Stefan questioned, horrified.

There wasn't an answer that came from the sired vampire. Charlotte instead took a step towards Damon who was looking away ashamedly. She wrapped her arms around Damon's neck to hug him, but he wasn't having it. He tried to pull away, awkwardly chuckling.

"Uh, Charlotte, uh. Ha." Damon patted her arm as he managed to get her off of him, "Please tell me you had a full life and that you've done something other than counting bricks."

"Of course I have, I'm not crazy." She answered him. Damon shook his head, not agreeing with her very much. 

"Then why are you still here?" Faye asked, not agreeing with her herself.

Charlotte turned and looked towards the hybrid, smiling, "You know when someone breaks up with you and there's a song that reminds you of them? First, you hate it." She then reached and placed her hand on Damon's shoulder, caressing it, "But then it brings back all the good memories of them. Counting the bricks is my song and I've been playing it for decades."

"That's a really long time stuck listening to the same song." Stefan commented dryly.

It went unheard to Charlotte as she swung her arms back around Damon and stared up at him, beaming. Damon was visibly uncomfortable with it. He grabbed her hands and pulled them away from him.

"Yeah, heh.." He said to her, his hands holding her own. He patted them together, "Well you know, in the plus column, you know New Orleans better than anyone in the world. Which is really nice, because we need your help finding someone."

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Charlotte was glad to help Damon find the witch he needed for Elena, especially when not given the details for it all. Faye was sure if she knew Damon had a new lady lover and was doing things for her, she would not be happy.

She led them straight to the shop Damon had been at so long ago looking for answers on fixing a sire bond, her's to be specific. They all stopped in front of the shop, looking at each other.

"You two should stay out here," Damon told Charlotte and Faye. Charlotte agreed with him, moving to sit down on the stairs of one of the buildings while Faye was not too happy about it.

"Um, no." Faye protested, "I'm going in."

"No, Damon's right for once." Stefan argued, "Witches can tell what you are Faye and when a hybrid walks into their shop, I'm sure they won't be too happy about it."

Faye stomped her foot, "Witches love me! Remember when we went into the witch house Damon and I was the one who didn't get magically attacked."

"Yeah, that was when you were all innocent and not corrupted by Klaus' accent." Damon patted the stop her head, "Be a good dog and stay put."

"Bite me, Damon." Faye spat at him. 

The older Salvatore smirked at her before walking away with Stefan inside the Occult shop. The hybrid let out a long sigh before going to sit down next to Charlotte, pouting. She didn't come all this way to be forced to stay outside away from all the action and the answers. Faye didn't dare speak to Charlotte, not wanting to start up a conversation with someone who was possibly a nut job and had a feeling every conversation would lead to Damon.

A sudden rush of air that hit the two girls sitting, one that came from a speeding vampire. Faye jumped up when she saw a dark skinned man standing in front of her with a smirk on his face. She eyed him carefully wondering why the hell a vampire would be bothering her now.

"Who the hell are you?" Faye wondered aloud, watching ever move he made.

"Marcel." He offered, "King of the city."

"New Orleans has a king?" She raised a brow at him.

"He runs a lot of vampire stuff here." Charlotte stood up next to her, smiling at Marcel, "Hi, Marcel."

"Charlotte." He nodded towards her, but his attention was on something much different. Marcel's eyes darted back to Faye, "What are three vamps doing in my city looking for a witch?"

"The other two vampires need answers for something from a witch they once knew. I was just dragged along because one of them is rude and has no care for me finishing school with good attendance." Faye explained very simply, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest, "Can you leave me alone? I've had a long day."

Marcel mimicked her stance, the corner of his mouth turned up, "Not until I know who you are and what you're up to." 

"No, go away." Faye shortly said. Marcel wasn't moving and Faye could hear the rustle on top of some of the buildings. Other vampires were watching her, waiting to attack if they needed, "Did you bring your vampire subjects to attack me and my boys? Really?"

"Didn't know if you were a threat or not." Marcel shrugged. Faye couldn't even reply before he changed the subject. "How do you know Lacey?" It was an odd question, seeing as she hadn't mentioned her aunt all day.

"How do you know her?" Faye countered. He didn't respond so she let out a sigh, "She's my aunt."

The grin on his face grew wider, "You're Charles kid then, Faye, isn't it? The hybrid everyone buzzed about when you came back on the scene."

"Oh my god, you know my parents, I'm now totally entitled to tell you everything we're doing here," Faye said sarcastically waving her hands around. Marcel was not very amused with her and the vampires were about to pounce. "We're not doing anything crazy, okay? We just want to get some answers about something very little and then off back home we go. I rather not be here for longer than necessary now that you don't know how to be welcoming to tourist. And by the way, even you did attack me, I could totally kick all of your asses."

Marcel seemed content with her answer. He whistled loudly, a sign for the vampires to back off and go back to whatever they were doing before hand. Charlotte stood beside her looking up at them as they dispersed in every direction. When they were all gone, Marcel looked at Faye.

"I'm sure I'll be seeing you again sometime, Faye."

"I really hope not."

With her response, he sped away into the night, finally leaving the hybrid alone like she wanted. She sighed and plopped down back onto the stairs, impatiently waiting for the chance to go home.

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Damon and Stefan got the answers they wanted with a little force and learned about a new type of magic. The only way around the sire bond was to set them free; meaning Damon would have to let go of Elena. He would have to tell her to live her life without him and never think of him again, to stop caring about him, and then leave her. It was a harsh thing for him to hear and he wasn't handling it well, despite how much he tried to hide it.

The night went past quickly with all the commotion and searching for answers. Faye didn't get a wink of sleep with her and the Salvatores running around. Night became morning soon enough they were all set to leave for their flight back home, but Damon had some unfinished business with Charlotte.

Faye and Stefan waited outside the bar he was in with her, sitting in silence so they could focus in on their conversation. He was letting her go; setting her free from the sire bond. It wasn't as rough for him to do so with her, their connection having been lost in the years they had been apart. Faye knew though that he was imagining how it would go with Elena and that was the ting crushing him.

Damon finally came out with a solemn look on his face. Faye glanced over at, mimicking his expression.

"How'd it go?" She asked him.

"I set her free."

"Must've been hard." Stefan said to him, "Doing the right thing, especially when it's not something you want to do." There was a hint of bitterness behind it, causing Faye to nudge him with her elbow.

Damon sighed, "Get to the point, Stefan. You don't think I'm gonna be able to do what I need to when I have to tell Elena to stay away from me."

"Well, I mean, selflessness isn't exactly one of your most obvious character traits, Damon."

"Yeah? Well, one of these days you're gonna realize you don't know me half as well as you think." Damon didn't look at him as he whistled for a cab, waving it down. One of the taxi's took notice of him and began coming in his direction, "When you said I ditched when you went to war, I didn't want to do it a first. I was about to get on that train when Lexi stopped me and asked me to, for your own good. She was right, so I didn't go with you."

Stefan's brows furrowed together when he finished with the small story, "I didn't know about that."

"Yeah, well, next time I'll hang a billboard," Damon replied, hiding all of his emotion as usual. He began walking towards the cab, leaving Stefan and Faye standing next to each other.

"Look, I know it may seem like I'm being unfair about this, like I'm upset about losing Elena to you, and I am." The younger Salvatore explained to his brother, "But after all this is over if she never feels the same way about me as she used to, at least it'll be her choice."

"The dreaded C - word." Damon opened the taxi door, looking at Stefan, "I know what I have to do Stefan." 

He got in the cab, Stefan and Faye following soon after. When they were all in the cab and Faye was smushed in between, she wrapped her arms around their shoulders and pulled them in for a hug. Their small bonding moment had brought her joy to see the two brothers not hating each other for once over a girl.

"I'm so proud of you both." She told them happily, "This is what being a good brother is."

"If it gets more me more hugs where my face is smashed to your boobs, I'm down for doing it all the time."

"Damon, you are gross."

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A/N: ANOTHER SHIT CHAPTER. But I liked the ending cause it was cute. I ADDED MARCEL BECAUSE HE SHOULD'VE BEEN IN THIS EPISODE LIKE WTF WHY YOU LOOKING FOR WITCHES SALVATORES. It was short and tiny but oh well. ROAST ME, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK.

WE'RE AT CHAPTER FIFTY HOLY CRAP. I have been writing this story for nearly two years and honestly, I never thought I would actually make it this far. Thank you all so much for all your love and support with Faye's journey.

ALSO I HAVE AN AU IDEA FOR THIS STORY: So, I really wanna do an au for season seven of TVD where Faye is the one who the Gemini coven places Alaric's babies in and they fall in love. FOR TWO REASONS; one because in early writings of fthoaw, Faye had a huge crush on Alaric and flirted with him cause she liked to see him blush. Second, because Faye wants kids so bad but doesn't wanna give up on her hybrid life and this is her chance. She would love those babies. TELL ME HAT YOU THINK ABOUT IT AND IF I SHOULD WRITE IT OR NOT.

Next chapter: Christmas? Is it christmas in the episode or just a winter wonderland fundraiser, idk i will never know, KLAYE KLAYE KLAYE THE THING WE WENT WITHOUT IN THIS CHAPTER, and tYLER BEING A SHIT LIKE DUDE WHY.

REMEMBER I NEED TEN COMMENTS THAT DON'T INCLUDE THE WORD "UPDATE" OR ANYTHING LIKE IT FOR ME TO DO EXACTLY THAT.

- Karina