Who: Anna and Jeremy What: Reuniting. Where: The park. When: Thursday evening. Rating: Low probably. Status: Ongoing/Closed.
Anna hadn't even had time to adjust to the idea that Jeremy Gilbert had died before he, too, had somehow wound up in this hellish version of Los Angeles. She was glad of course, that Bonnie had managed to bring him back from the dead, though she wondered what the consequences of doing so would be. She may never know. She didn't care that much about the consequences, really, but she was curious. That was just her nature. She'd fed that curiosity over the centuries by reading -- a lot. By the time she'd turned into a 150 year old vampire, Anna had read every single book she could get her hands on. And in the early 1600's? There weren't that many. Not in comparison to the amount there were now, anyway.
She was anxious. She knew her mom was there, and now so was Jeremy, but she hadn't seen either of them yet. She was still trying to figure out what the last thing her mother remembered was. If she was on speaking terms with Katherine, though, she couldn't imagine it was anytime recent. Although really, her mom had always been the more forgiving of the two of them.
Anna didn't forgive easily. Not by a long shot. She would never forgive Katherine for leaving her mom behind in that tomb, for abandoning Anna, for handing Emily Bennett over to the Council.
And she definitely wouldn't forgive her for killing Jeremy.
She didn't understand how they were all there. Or more importantly why they were all there. She and her mom had been at peace finally, but now they were both there and she figured that her mother was as corporeal as she was. Unable to stay in the apartment building any longer, Anna made her way out into the streets. It was eerily quiet for a city the size of L.A. and it did nothing to calm her nerves. She looked around, wondering what she was going to find if she just started walking. Maybe a library. Even if it was abandoned by people, it would still have books. And maybe that would prove to be a good distraction for her.
But the sound of footsteps approaching made her tense and she whirled, growing still immediately.