Elena got kidnapped by a coven. They took her to Baltimore, we went to go get her, and before you ask she's fine and everyone that's a problem is dead, but somehow we got Matt out of it, along with other dead people seemingly popping up everywhere.
[But Damon's supposed kids aren't dead people, so what the hell does that mean?]
I think you should find a way to be really sure. Because we need to know if they're part of this insanity or something else entirely.
Please explain what something else entirely would even entail.
( Or, don't. )
Well, I guess we have a surefire way. I'm sure they're going to love it. I'll see if anybody in New Orleans has discreet contacts in the hospitals. We need answers stat.( Gray frowns, exchanging a look with his sister. He's... begrudgingly hungry, so he finally takes a few ravenous bites of his sandwich, sitting back, ineffectual. ) Well, if that's everything, we need to go. But, I'll let you know the verdict. Or, results or whatever.
( He almost hangs up )
Oh, tell Elena -- I don't know. Whatever you want.
( And then he ends the call. he shrugs at his kids, finishing his whiskey )
[Back in Baltimore, Stefan is making strangling motions at his phone, but fine. He'll talk to Elena. But he's going to let both of them sleep first.
Back in New Orleans, Stephanie sat on the other side of that phone call losing what little is left of her patience and when he brings up a paternity test she tries to breathe, tries to remember that he may look like her father but isn't actually her father.
Her fist crumples a napkin in her lap, out of view, but she nods.]
We find some nice and discreet doctor, or lab-monkey.
( He goes to do just that and then sees a message from Lindsay. He'd ask if she had wedding plans, she did, but this - and all the other -- messages in this group chat.
He sends a quick one, to Lindsay, corks the whiskey and stands. )
But, first, we're going to leave and pay a visit to your aunt Lindsay. Is she sheriff... or - well( he says, pushing his chair in ) she's a friend and in law enforcement and in town. And she has some questions. Innocent ones, nobody's blaming you for any of this.
( And instead of her meeting them, Damon takes them to the cake caterer's she's posted up in.
For his part, Gray listens to everything their "dad" says. Everything different. That Uncle Matt's a topic of conversation. Their mom is in Kansas with some drifter or military brat named Dean. That everything's different.
He sticks close to his sister, keeping one eye on her. )
[Stephanie also follows obediently though she is still quietly seething, already hating everything about this situation that they have found themselves in.
Lindsay tells Damon to bring them by the apartment, so to the apartment they head. Lindsay and Beck do live in the Quarter, but they were careful to select a building out of both vampire and witch territory, making sure to fully establish themselves in the human camp. It's a nice, historical building while still being secure, and it doesn't take long for them to wind their way up to the Ford-Miller apartment, where the door is answered by -
- Unfortunately not Lindsay or Beck, but this asshole.
Colm is hanging out with Beck and Lindsay for the first two weeks of break before they fly out to visit Brogan and spends the second two weeks with his older brother. He also opens the door just barely after Damon knocks, glancing over all three of them with one headphone popped off his ear.]
[More of his Irish lilt comes out in that, so Damon may be able to catch on that this is one of Beck's many, many brothers.
He's about to introduce himself when Lindsay appears in the entryway, eyes narrowed. "How did you get here so fast? Your music was so loud and that knock barely happened."
Colm frowns before turning and pointing to girl wedged between the two Salvatore men.]
She is also very loud.
[Stephanie looks offended, before saying, loudly: "I didn't even say anything!" But for those in the know, it does make sense that angry teenage girl thoughts are both angry and loud.
Lindsay catches on to his meaning, however, and shakes her head. "No, not. It's not your fault." To her brother-in-law: "It's fine, I was expecting them."
Colm nods, and steps back, pulling the door and gesturing for them all to come in.]
[Stephanie also makes her way in and gives a wave since it seems like they're doing introductions. "Stephanie."
Lindsay nods with a smile to her.]
This is Colm, my brother-in-law. Colm, why don't you take them into the kitchen and see if we have anything they like to eat while I talk to Damon for a sec?
[Colm nods, before turning and pointing in the direction of the kitchen. "This way."]
( He's a little young, but, gathering facts. And then they're dismissed. He didn't get to finish his sandwich, so, fine. But, Damon's not getting rid of them that easily.
Once the kids are in the kitchen, Damon sits down on Lindsay's couch and drops the stolen whiskey bottle on the table.
In the kitchen, Beck opens the fridge to take out the steaks for the night and sets them on the counter to thaw.
"Beck Ford," he says, introducing himself. "Lindsay's fiancee. And this twerp's brother. Let me know if I have to go out and get a few more steaks." He rubs Colm's head, messing his hair up before joining his fiancee and Damon in the living room. "So, those are your bairn.")
["Yeah, sure." Stephanie shrugs. "Steak's fine." She's not a huge carnivore, but she'll manage until they get back home. Because they're going to go home, right?
Right????
Lindsay tips her head to the side.]
I actually don't think that's a terrible idea. Because you'll know for sure, and Elena's probably going to want one too. I'm assuming she's the mom, right? Which is part of the reason you're wearing that face?
("Steph. It's better than nothing. Colm. You're Irish. You grew up in Ireland?" Gray will drive the conversation. )
If it were Elena or anyone else, I'd still be making this face. But, yes. It's Elena. Stefan jabbed me with cure, died himself, Elena and I got back together, married, and had kids. I'm guessing marriage came, Steph was hot under the collar when she thought I was cheating on their mother.
("Stephanie. Stefan," Beck says, making the connection, then, not helping, does take a pull from the bottle. )
("Our cousin Josie went to Tulane," Gray says, nodding to Steph. That's kind of a coincidence, right? )
Gray must be Grayson. I probably named him. For Elena. For his fucked up vampire legacy. ( A beat. ) And that she was his father.
( She's right, isn't she. )
To Elena? No. This was just dropped in my lap and according to Stefan, she was just kidnapped by witches. She's alive and the witches that deserved it are dead. And Matt Donovan. He's there, too.
("Yeah," Gray confirms. "She's a lot older than us, but she told Stephanie about it one of the holidays. It was on her short list." Why is he doing all the talking. He gets this isn't easy, but hanging him out to dry?
Damon takes the bottle back again, foists it back and then drops his down on the table. )
I... told Stefan to do what he wants. It wasn't good timing and Matt. ( It's messed up. ) But, I should tell her. I know.
[Because that would be a lot of Emily talking to herself, Gray. But also your sister isn't really feeling chatty and may be trying to listen in on her father's conversation.
Colm's brow furrows at saying that she's a lot older than them because they look his age so: "I know her. She's close with my roommate." They're still not actually friends but Josie tolerates her a lot better than she used to. "I think she stayed in town for the holidays if you want me to call her."
Lindsay nods slowly.]
Well, if Stefan had spilled the beans she probably would have already called you, so we have time. Let's just eat, and talk with the kids so we have the most information to give her when we do.
[She then looks over at Beck.]
We're probably going to need more steaks. I only bought enough for you, me and Colm.
("How old are you?" Gray asks, because, Josie is way older. Does Colm share an apartment or a house or - dorm room with someone older? He must be living off campus.
"She's in school now?" he asks, after.
Outside, Beck gets up and kisses his future wife's forehead.
"On it," he says, moving to the key hooks. He grabs his keys and then his fob, then swings around. "Right, that's three big gulps of whiskey." He sets the fob down. "Should go down to the corner. Be right back."
And now that they're alone, Damon drops his head in his hands. )
[Colm nods slowly. "I'm twenty. And she's a freshman, so ... eighteen?" He's pretty sure he remembers her saying that her birthday was the Ides of March so yeah. She's still eighteen.
Lindsay inches closer to him, placing a hand on his shoulder gently.]
Yeah, you probably are. But that's parenthood. Disappointing your kids is kind of inevitable.
[That probably says more about how she's raised than parenthood in general.]
And you're especially going to disappoint them if you waste time trying to live up to the other version of you that they've been living with for eighteen years but you have no context for. So just ... be you. I've got your back. The rest we can figure out.
("It's a nice gesture, but, to catch you up to the complicated part of your weekend holiday, that won't be the Josie we know. Damon brought us here, so that to me is reading you into the chaos. Stop me now if I sound insane," Gray says, trying.
Damon sighs deeply. )
Well. There's this group chat I'm missing. I saw Elena all over it. She seem like she's in a place to take big news? Matt Donovan would be bomb enough...
["My mum was a Watcher and my brother is the leader of the human faction for New Orleans and I know Hope Mikaelson. The bar for insanity is high." He gestures with his hand. "But go for it."
Lindsay starts to swipe through the messages, catching up on what she might have missed.]
I think she's probably unconscious for however long her body will let her. But you can leave her a message and she'll call you back when she's awake?
Well, that's an answer he can get behind. He doesn't know what a watcher is, but Gray knows about humans and factions - and everyone knows about Hope Mikaelson.
"Our mother didn't give birth to us in this reality. I'm pretty sure we don't exist in this reality. Your Josie isn't cousin Josie we know. That in there isn't our dad. Our dad's not a vampire anymore. Our uncle Stefan is dead. Mom's not in Kansas of all places. And he's in there trying to brainstorm how to tell her we do exist here and now. Do you think a paternity test will prove who we are or does that not make the insanity bar?" he says. )
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[But Damon's supposed kids aren't dead people, so what the hell does that mean?]
I think you should find a way to be really sure. Because we need to know if they're part of this insanity or something else entirely.
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( Or, don't. )
Well, I guess we have a surefire way. I'm sure they're going to love it. I'll see if anybody in New Orleans has discreet contacts in the hospitals. We need answers stat. ( Gray frowns, exchanging a look with his sister. He's... begrudgingly hungry, so he finally takes a few ravenous bites of his sandwich, sitting back, ineffectual. ) Well, if that's everything, we need to go. But, I'll let you know the verdict. Or, results or whatever.
( He almost hangs up )
Oh, tell Elena -- I don't know. Whatever you want.
( And then he ends the call. he shrugs at his kids, finishing his whiskey )
At least paternity tests aren't invasive?
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Back in New Orleans, Stephanie sat on the other side of that phone call losing what little is left of her patience and when he brings up a paternity test she tries to breathe, tries to remember that he may look like her father but isn't actually her father.
Her fist crumples a napkin in her lap, out of view, but she nods.]
Fine. Whatever. What do we have to do?
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( He goes to do just that and then sees a message from Lindsay. He'd ask if she had wedding plans, she did, but this - and all the other -- messages in this group chat.
He sends a quick one, to Lindsay, corks the whiskey and stands. )
But, first, we're going to leave and pay a visit to your aunt Lindsay. Is she sheriff... or - well ( he says, pushing his chair in ) she's a friend and in law enforcement and in town. And she has some questions. Innocent ones, nobody's blaming you for any of this.
( And instead of her meeting them, Damon takes them to the cake caterer's she's posted up in.
For his part, Gray listens to everything their "dad" says. Everything different. That Uncle Matt's a topic of conversation. Their mom is in Kansas with some drifter or military brat named Dean. That everything's different.
He sticks close to his sister, keeping one eye on her. )
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Lindsay tells Damon to bring them by the apartment, so to the apartment they head. Lindsay and Beck do live in the Quarter, but they were careful to select a building out of both vampire and witch territory, making sure to fully establish themselves in the human camp. It's a nice, historical building while still being secure, and it doesn't take long for them to wind their way up to the Ford-Miller apartment, where the door is answered by -
- Unfortunately not Lindsay or Beck, but this asshole.
Colm is hanging out with Beck and Lindsay for the first two weeks of break before they fly out to visit Brogan and spends the second two weeks with his older brother. He also opens the door just barely after Damon knocks, glancing over all three of them with one headphone popped off his ear.]
Evening.
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Damon checks the number by the door.)
Did you go to the wrong apartment, I thought Lindsay was your friend?
( "She is," he grumbles. )
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[More of his Irish lilt comes out in that, so Damon may be able to catch on that this is one of Beck's many, many brothers.
He's about to introduce himself when Lindsay appears in the entryway, eyes narrowed. "How did you get here so fast? Your music was so loud and that knock barely happened."
Colm frowns before turning and pointing to girl wedged between the two Salvatore men.]
She is also very loud.
[Stephanie looks offended, before saying, loudly: "I didn't even say anything!" But for those in the know, it does make sense that angry teenage girl thoughts are both angry and loud.
Lindsay catches on to his meaning, however, and shakes her head. "No, not. It's not your fault." To her brother-in-law: "It's fine, I was expecting them."
Colm nods, and steps back, pulling the door and gesturing for them all to come in.]
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Damon puzzles over the loudness, but, he has more important things. And it doesn't help that she is being loud. Out loud at that moment. )
Go on.
( Gray goes in first, giving Colm a weird look, and then by Lindsay.
"Hey. Gray," he says, shaking her hand. )
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[Stephanie also makes her way in and gives a wave since it seems like they're doing introductions. "Stephanie."
Lindsay nods with a smile to her.]
This is Colm, my brother-in-law. Colm, why don't you take them into the kitchen and see if we have anything they like to eat while I talk to Damon for a sec?
[Colm nods, before turning and pointing in the direction of the kitchen. "This way."]
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( He's a little young, but, gathering facts. And then they're dismissed. He didn't get to finish his sandwich, so, fine. But, Damon's not getting rid of them that easily.
Once the kids are in the kitchen, Damon sits down on Lindsay's couch and drops the stolen whiskey bottle on the table.
In the kitchen, Beck opens the fridge to take out the steaks for the night and sets them on the counter to thaw.
"Beck Ford," he says, introducing himself. "Lindsay's fiancee. And this twerp's brother. Let me know if I have to go out and get a few more steaks." He rubs Colm's head, messing his hair up before joining his fiancee and Damon in the living room. "So, those are your bairn." )
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He feels like that usually covers enough lingering questions.
In the living room, Lindsay smirks at Damon.]
Both of them definitely have your "I hate everything about this stare."
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IN the living room, Damon unplugs the whiskey, takes a big swig and holds it out for whoever wants it.
Beck gets his hands on it first. This is worth whiskey.
"Stefan wants them to take a paternity test," he says. )
Damon Salvatore, you are the father. He's got your eyes.
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Right????
Lindsay tips her head to the side.]
I actually don't think that's a terrible idea. Because you'll know for sure, and Elena's probably going to want one too. I'm assuming she's the mom, right? Which is part of the reason you're wearing that face?
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If it were Elena or anyone else, I'd still be making this face. But, yes. It's Elena. Stefan jabbed me with cure, died himself, Elena and I got back together, married, and had kids. I'm guessing marriage came, Steph was hot under the collar when she thought I was cheating on their mother.
( "Stephanie. Stefan," Beck says, making the connection, then, not helping, does take a pull from the bottle. )
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Lindsay nods.]
And I'm guessing Gray is Grayson? Elena's dad?
[She keeps up with the Founding Family members, okay, she was sheriff in Mystic Falls. Occasionally it was important.]
Probably best to cover our bases and still have them take the test but we're also probably going to want Elena here for that.
[Lindsay tentatively glances back at Damon.]
Have you reached out?
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Gray must be Grayson. I probably named him. For Elena. For his fucked up vampire legacy. ( A beat. ) And that she was his father.
( She's right, isn't she. )
To Elena? No. This was just dropped in my lap and according to Stefan, she was just kidnapped by witches. She's alive and the witches that deserved it are dead. And Matt Donovan. He's there, too.
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Lindsay nods and rubs her eyes.]
So everyone is having a night.
[That makes sense. She won't push this right now. They have other things to talk about and she wants to talk to the kids.]
Okay, let's have dinner and I'll see what they remember and then we can decide if we want to loop Elena in or not for the DNA test.
[She thinks they should, as it will just be easier.]
Is Stefan going to tell her?
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Damon takes the bottle back again, foists it back and then drops his down on the table. )
I... told Stefan to do what he wants. It wasn't good timing and Matt. ( It's messed up. ) But, I should tell her. I know.
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Colm's brow furrows at saying that she's a lot older than them because they look his age so: "I know her. She's close with my roommate." They're still not actually friends but Josie tolerates her a lot better than she used to. "I think she stayed in town for the holidays if you want me to call her."
Lindsay nods slowly.]
Well, if Stefan had spilled the beans she probably would have already called you, so we have time. Let's just eat, and talk with the kids so we have the most information to give her when we do.
[She then looks over at Beck.]
We're probably going to need more steaks. I only bought enough for you, me and Colm.
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"She's in school now?" he asks, after.
Outside, Beck gets up and kisses his future wife's forehead.
"On it," he says, moving to the key hooks. He grabs his keys and then his fob, then swings around. "Right, that's three big gulps of whiskey." He sets the fob down. "Should go down to the corner. Be right back."
And now that they're alone, Damon drops his head in his hands. )
You get that I'm going to disappoint them.
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Lindsay inches closer to him, placing a hand on his shoulder gently.]
Yeah, you probably are. But that's parenthood. Disappointing your kids is kind of inevitable.
[That probably says more about how she's raised than parenthood in general.]
And you're especially going to disappoint them if you waste time trying to live up to the other version of you that they've been living with for eighteen years but you have no context for. So just ... be you. I've got your back. The rest we can figure out.
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Damon sighs deeply. )
Well. There's this group chat I'm missing. I saw Elena all over it. She seem like she's in a place to take big news? Matt Donovan would be bomb enough...
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Lindsay starts to swipe through the messages, catching up on what she might have missed.]
I think she's probably unconscious for however long her body will let her. But you can leave her a message and she'll call you back when she's awake?
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( Without seeming like he doesn't care.
Well, that's an answer he can get behind. He doesn't know what a watcher is, but Gray knows about humans and factions - and everyone knows about Hope Mikaelson.
"Our mother didn't give birth to us in this reality. I'm pretty sure we don't exist in this reality. Your Josie isn't cousin Josie we know. That in there isn't our dad. Our dad's not a vampire anymore. Our uncle Stefan is dead. Mom's not in Kansas of all places. And he's in there trying to brainstorm how to tell her we do exist here and now. Do you think a paternity test will prove who we are or does that not make the insanity bar?" he says. )
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[Because this is Elena and last she heard she was kinda annoyed with you in your last conversation.
Colm takes all this in and as he processes, he sums up their situation succinctly. "Ah. This is some multiverse shite."]
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