Jeremy Gilbert (savedbythering) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-07-14 23:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, elena gilbert, jeremy gilbert, katherine pierce |
Who: Jeremy Gilbert, Elena Gilbert and Katherine Gilbert
When: Backdated: Middle of May, during Hellmouth Plot
Where: The Gilbert Home
What: Vampires, demons and Klaus are running amok so Jeremy comes over to check on his sisters
Rating/Warnings: Family Friendly
Status: Complete
Jeremy had been going by the house ever since Elena had come back to check on his sisters, wanting to make sure they were alright. Sure, vampires had to be invited in, but demons didn’t. If a demon wanted to get inside, it could and since Elena and Katherine were both human so if a demon got in, it could be disastrous and Jeremy didn’t know what he’d do if something happened to either of them.
Reaching the house, Jeremy used his key to let himself in. “Elena? Katherine?” He called as he closed and locked the door. Since he’d moved in with Myrcella, he hadn’t been back to the house as much as he had the last couple of days, but now that his sisters were both living there, he felt like once this whole vampire and demon thing was over he’d come hang out more and then he’d bring Myrcella with him too once it was safe.
Fresh from the a shower, Katherine Gilbert just put the finishing touches on a rather daring, sexy outfit when the sound of a familiar voice filled the silent house. Smiling, albeit wickedly, Katherine flipped damp dark hair behind her shoulders and padded her way downstairs in barefeet. Since dreaming of herself playing as her twin sister, Katherine had been curious to see if she could pull it off in real life. In the dreams. Damon and Stefan were easy prey for her, believing her Elena quite easily. Lately, they had been able to tell the difference-Stefan mostly-and it wasn’t nearly as much fun. Still, others like Tyler, fell for it hook, line, and sinker. So had aunt Jenna, making it sickly easy to tell the young woman to stop drinking her tea, laced with vervain, and to compel her to stab herself in reaction to a certain situation. But Jeremy was a lot more observant, especially about the differences between his two sisters and most of the time, Katherine didn’t bother trying to hide what made her so very unique from her sweet, caring sister. Why would she? She was the epitome of perfection, goddess in human form, and anyone and everyone who could bask in her beautiful presence should consider themselves grateful and honored. Katherine did like causing trouble though and it’d been awhile since she’d been able to cause a little mischief for her younger brother. His arrival was too tempting of a chance to pass up for her.
In a flurry, Katherine was down the stairs and sweeping her brother into a very Elena-like hug. The other woman was never one to keep her feelings inside like Katherine did. When Elena felt joy or happiness, it spilled out everywhere. She knew seeing Jeremy was one of the things that brought out that bubbling excitement. Hopefully, the hug would seem just what her twin would do. “Jer, hey!” she greeted boisterously, making herself slowly release him as if the act was so difficult. Elena liked being close to people where Katherine didn’t mind distance, especially if it kept her hair in prim, perfect condition. As it was, she had to keep herself from wincing when her clothes surely wrinkled when they came in contact with her brother. “How are you? How’s Myrcella? Except for the vampire and demon thing…” she trailed off with a perfectly practiced Elena like frown. She reached out and touched his arm, squeezing it lightly. “Are you being careful?” She studied him through critical concerned brown eyes. “Those things are dangerous.”
Jeremy had lived with his sisters for sixteen years and despite the fact that they were identical twins, Jeremy could tell the differences and right now he didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to know that it was Katherine who was standing in front of him, pretending to be Elena, “Okay, who are you and what have you done with my sister? Did a demon take over your body?” He smirked at Katherine, “Either that or Europe has really changed your style, Elena.” He said, gesturing towards the outfit that Katherine was wearing. “Good try, Katherine.” Before walking away though, he wrapped his arms around his sister again, mostly cause he was glad that she was alright. Aside from the other vampires and demons, Klaus was out there somewhere and the fact that both Katherine and Elena were human, if he wanted to try and create hybrids, they were perfect targets.
Releasing Katherine, he walked towards the kitchen, “Is Elena here? I told her I was gonna come by and check on your guys.”
“Ha ha. Very funny.” Katherine stuck her tongue out at her brother and folded her arms on her chest. “And for your information, this outfit is actually tame compared to most of mine. Elena might actually wear it…” she trailed off, pouting. Out of all the people to try her Elena act on first, Jeremy really should not have been the first choice. Having grown up around the twins, it was impossible to not learn the quirks in personality and in taste that set them apart. She really should have figured the outfit would be the thing most likely to give her away as Katherine and not the more tamer, conservative twin, Elena Gilbert. Katherine could be tasteful, but most times, she could just dress down right slutty. Unfortunately, on the day she’d decided to pretend to be Elena, she’d gone for the latter instead of the former. The dangerous low cut, tight tank top combined with the shortest shorts Katherine probably owned was a definite giveaway of which sister she was. Plus, Katherine often chose curls or loose waves over the straight locks Elena preferred. Today, she had a good size of chunky, beautiful ringlets around her pretty face.
Regardless, Jeremy wrapped her in a brief hug once more. After a moment, Katherine reluctantly let her guard down and hugged him back. With the cat out of the bag, there was no reason for her to be too affectionate anymore, was there? “It would have been a change for the better too. Btw,” Katherine added as her brother released her and stepped towards the kitchen. The girl could use a little flair to her clothes; Elena was just so...lame. Rolling her eyes, the brunette followed her younger brother, pausing outside to brace a shoulder against the old wooden door frame. And there it was. Elena. It was always about Elena, wasn’t it? Elena this, Elena that, Elena went to Europe to find herself blah, blah, blah. There was a second rolling of the eyes and Katherine shrugged. “She’s around here somewhere,” Katherine gesture with a hand flippantly. “Probably singing to the birds or something.”
Jeremy turned to face his sister, “I told her that I’d come check on you guys.” He glanced towards the stairs then back at Katherine, “You’ve been staying in at night, right?” Since Elena had been away a lot had happened with both him and Katherine as far as the dreams went and neither of them should have been too surprised by the crazy things that happened in the OC, but Elena had been way and she might have heard things about their dream world and the strange things that went on, but actually seeing a vampire or running into Klaus right now, would both be bad things.
Having missed the exchange between her siblings, Elena descended the stairs to belatedly greet her brother. She had been deeply engrossed in a book, wholly oblivious of his arrival in the first place until having paused to reflect on something she’d read. Their voices had filtered upstairs, prompting her to investigate whatever hullabaloo was going on.
She had yet to move back in with Damon, though had certainly been reconsidering it. She didn’t want to rush back into anything, still intent on patching her life back up and focusing on her immediate friends and family. That didn’t mean she hadn’t been to see him or avoided talking to Damon at all, far from it. She’d only been ignoring that impulse to be around him constantly. It was good for the both of them.
Spying Jeremy, she smiled instantly (not unlike Katherine’s imitation) and instantly went in for a hug. “Hey! What’s going on?” She asked as she drew back, eyes darting between him and her twin.
“Of course…” No. Absolutely not. Katherine Gilbert was definitely not known for being a shut in, especially on the weekends. Despite the heavy dose of danger currently clouding in around their lives, Katherine refused to sit, hidden and afraid, in her parent’s house until it eventually passed. For one, there was no set timetable on this infestation of evil and she was certainly not going to let fear dictate her life. Instead, she loaded up on the basics, thanks to Buffy, and hit the streets. So far in her nightly endeavours she’d avoided most danger; the times she was caught in a tricky situation, Katherine lived up to self-proclaimed words of being a survivor. A few bumps, bruises, and scrapes were easy enough to cover up with the right amount of high priced make-up. For example, last night’s brief scuffle with one of those “other” vampires had left her with an ugly purplish bruise on her knee, but smearing on cover-up had more than eliminated the chance of her brother noticing. It was slightly swollen up, but she doubted her brother would be that observant even if he saw through her little Elena act.
“Locked doors. No strangers. The norm, dad,” Katherine finished, unable to stop herself from teasing her very overprotective brother. With strange vampires on the loose and Klaus still lacking humanity, she couldn’t really blame him. After losing their parents, none of the siblings wanted to lose each other. Frequently, Katherine did act like she wanted nothing to do with either her twin or brother, but deep down, Katherine loved them both very much. If something happen to either of them, she didn’t know what would happen to her. When her parents died suddenly, Katherine pulled away. She did what she always did when she did not want to face the horrible facts of reality around her: she ran away. The brunette ran for a long time too, but eventually, there was no place left to run, but right back home. She hadn’t kept in contact with either Elena or Jeremy during that time and when she showed up in their lives again, she brought with her the shock of the century. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but something had drawn her back, outside of her siblings and the second time, it was the same way. Despite the devastating dreams, the experiences with those dreams, she couldn’t stay away. True, a lot of it had to do with her siblings, but there was that mysterious force too. She was more than sure now that it had everything to do with the dreams.
The sound of light thumping on the staircase signalled the arrival of her twin; shockingly, there was no bird serenading to be heard. Unlike Katherine’s act earlier, Elena’s greeting to their brother was purely, one hundred percent sincere. She broke into a smile and quickly engulfed Jeremy in a brief hug. “Oh, you know. Jeremy being overprotective,” Katherine rolled her eyes playfully when her sister released her brother, looking between the other two curiously. “Missing us. The usual,” she stuck her tongue out teasingly at Jeremy.
Jeremy wasn’t stupid. While Elena might listen to him about staying in at night, he didn’t think that Katherine would give up her social life, even if it meant it was the only way to stay safe. However, unlike Elena, Katherine had been having the dreams and had an idea of what the vampires were capable of and if anyone could take care of themself, it was Katherine. Unless she ran into Klaus, but he tried not to think about that.
When Katherine called him dad, Jeremy looked away briefly, brows furrowing slightly as he thought about their father whose ghost he hadn’t seen it awhile. He was about to respond when he heard footsteps on the stairs and saw Elena coming down, “Hey.” He returned the hug and smiled at his other sister. “I just came by to check on you guys.” He knew that he owed Elena an explanation about a lot of stuff; especially Klaus, but as far as he knew she hadn’t started dreaming yet and he wasn’t sure how she’d react if he told her what Klaus could potentially do if he got his hands on either of them.
No dreams of the special variety had graced Elena’s nights, a fact of which she was wholly grateful. No good came of those dreams. From the network alone, she’d seen lives irrevocably changed. From personal experience, her friends had become fairytale creatures and other sorts of fanciful things. She had no desire to see a thing of that alternate world, it was too great, too powerful to handle (or so she thought).
Grinning a bit at her twin, she bumped Jeremy’s shoulder with her own. “Relax, Jeremy. We’re all okay here,” she assured. “Glad you’re here though. Gonna stick around?” The question was rather pointed in the end, what with the glance she sent Katherine’s way. Elena could be reckless, but she certainly lacked the same gall of her twin.
So far as Elena was concerned, bravery would never be her middle name, but that of Katherine. She was the meek, former cheerleader without any miraculous dreams to woefully boast. Still, she had a sneaking suspicion she wouldn’t avoid them for much longer.
Katherine glanced at Jeremy briefly. Elena must had not started dreaming yet or she had no doubt her younger brother would spill the whole story, every single gory detail. Lucky Elena. Katherine wished she wasn’t dreaming; she wished most that she wasn’t experiencing a need for blood. Sometimes, she swore she could hear the heartbeats of other people, the pulses pounding in their necks, and smell them from a solid, impossible distance away. Ignoring it was impossible for the thudding was incredibly loud and obnoxious in her head. Even her iPod, on the highest volume, could not dilute the sound of pumping blood through veins. Just like no amount of incense burned stopped her from smelling other people and that could be brutal sometimes. Katherine had barely been able to deal with the dreams, but becoming a vampire? She’d had her own share of nightmares about shifting into all fangs and blood eyes. She dreamt of feeding on her siblings, horrible images, and of losing her humanity, of becoming the female version of Niklaus Mikaelson.
Feeling a familiar set of eyeballs on her, identical to her own, Katherine turned and caught her sister’s pointed gaze. Apparently, Elena could see through her lie about staying in too, but Katherine didn’t really care too much. If her twin wanted to squeal on her to Jeremy, who was she to stop her? Neither of them would ever be able to control what she did. She shifted her gaze to Jeremy and playfully prodded him in the shoulder. “I insist you do. You know, for Elena’s cooking,” she stuck her tongue out at the other brunette. “
Jeremy liked this. He liked standing there in the living room with his sisters. It almost felt like old times until he remembered the bad that had happened in this house. It had taken Jeremy a long time to stop seeing his parents’ bodies at the bottom of the staircase and to be able to be alone in the house without worrying that whoever had broken in and killed their parents would come back. Jeremy had come a long way since their parents had been murdered and it was obvious to anyone who knew him that he was in a much better frame of mind than he had been earlier the previous year. There had been a point where Jeremy was sure that if one more thing happened, he would have lost his mind completely. Sure, he’d almost died cause of a gunshot in his dreams, but Katherine had been home and had saved him by calling 911, but it had been waking up in the hospital to see their parents’ ghosts that had really started his healing process. Also ignoring Damon completely had helped too. Jeremy couldn’t even remember the last time he’d seen the older man.
“Yeah, I can stay. I mean, that’s why I came over.” Jeremy had told Myrcella that he’d text her when he was on his way home so that she wouldn’t worry about him, what with the whole vampire thing that was going on, “What’s for dinner?”
“My cooking?” Elena said with a laugh directed Katherine’s way. It was nice to banter like this together. She could almost forget the bad things that happened there, too, but knew the tragedy that haunted them would never go away. That was fine, in its own way, because she couldn’t fathom forgetting it either. “You’d all be so lucky to be graced with that travesty,” Elena joked.
Give her a pair of pom poms and she could spell anything, but hand her a spatula and she was doomed. It had been a really fortunate thing for her that Damon could cook. Now it was back to instant meals and ordering out.
“I think the day calls for my amazing culinary dialing skills,” Elena suggested. “So… pizza?”
“And you’ll be lucky to make it to the bathroom after that said travesty too,” she shot back at her twin with an added gentle nudge against the other woman’s shoulder. Katherine really shouldn’t poke fun considering her own culinary skills lacked severely. It was one of the few things, besides their appearance, that the twins still had in common. They could easily make the most delectable food deadly with a single touch.
At the suggestion of pizza, prepared obviously by someone else, prompted Katherine to let out an overexaggerated, loud sigh of relief. “Perfect. Pizza it is. I’m feeling mushrooms, green peppers…” Katherine trailed off. A growl of her stomach issued the obvious: Katherine was starving. She’d been eating less and less lately, finding the food, no matter how delicious or perfectly prepared, disgusting and not appetizing at all. Sometimes simply looking at it made her stomach turn. She feared it was just another sign that she was making the transition into a vampire. As normal, human food became less and less appealing, thoughts of blood took their place. She was hoping the sight of a favorite food, pizza, might turn the tide on this sudden change, but it seemed unlikely.
“Pizza sounds good to me too,” Jeremy said, heading into the kitchen to find the menus, “How about we get two. One with mushrooms and peppers for Katherine and one with Pepperoni.” Jeremy had never been much of a vegetables on pizza person like his sister. As far as he was concerned, vegetables belonged in salad. “I’ll pay.” It had been awhile since he’d spent time with both of his sisters like this so it was the least he could do for them. “Anything else we want?” He found the menu for the pizza place they usually ordered from and unfolded it on the kitchen island as he glanced up at his sisters.
“Nope, that all works for me,” Elena agreed easily. She wasn’t so hard to please. She’d have a helping of both pizzas… if Jeremy didn’t manage to eat it all without her! “There should be soda in the fridge, so we’re set. Thanks, Jer!”
There were worse ways to hunker down. Following Jeremy into the kitchen, she peered at the menu from the opposite end. “Unless you want some chicken wings? What do you think, Kat?” She shot her twin a questioning look. “Pizza, chicken wings, and… ah! We could fish out a movie and watch it. Doubt there’s anything good on TV. Is there?” She had missed a semester’s worth of shows while abroad, the selection could have changed!
“Free food? Jeremy, you should come over every day,” Katherine teased, padding into the kitchen after her twin. On the outside, Katherine appeared calm, collected, and her normal overconfident self. Inside, the young woman was raging. Recently, she found that sometimes she couldn’t eat anything at all no matter how much her stomach growled and churned. Would she be able to eat in front of her siblings? The last thing she wanted was for them to think she was sick or something. Or turning into a member of the undead. Katherine shot a quick glance over at her brother. How many times had she told him she would stay human? Though she broke promises left and right, she didn’t want to break one to her brother, especially this one. If it came down to it, would he consider killing her? He was a hunter.
Elena’s question about chicken wings pulled Katherine from her thoughts. “I could take chicken wings,” she replied quickly with a smile. Yes, a smile. No quips and a smile. Katherine noticed her mistake instantly and opened her mouth to add something else. “Why don’t we watch one of those movies from when we were kids? You know the silly ones that made Elena cry,” she gently nudged her sister in the shoulder. “Or there were quite a few Jeremy used to shed a few tears too.” Katherine fell right beside both siblings in this category, but she wasn’t about to remind them.
“Alright, chicken fingers too.” Jeremy reached into his back pocket for his wallet and pulled out his car, glancing up at Katherine as she spoke, a smirk crossing his lips, “And I think we could use some old family movies.” While Jeremy could see their parents on occasion, his sisters couldn’t and since their parents had put their old family videos on DVD a few years earlier, watching them would be fun and easy and a nice trip down memory road.