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It had been almost three years since Olivia had stepped foot in Mystic Falls, and as to be expected, nothing had changed. Driving slowly through the roads, heading toward her childhood home, she was unsurprised to see that all of the old buildings still stood, and no new ones had cropped up. Run of the mill, through and through. Safe. Safe was what the young woman needed right now.
Pulling into the small driveway of her mother's house, she sat in the driveway and tried to rid herself of her looming anxiety. Olivia wasn’t sure what had compelled her to not tell her mother, or her adorably controlling sister that she wasn’t coming home. All she had known when she had left, was that the eldest Forbes needed to get home, and get as much distance as she could from whatever was happening in New York.
Sighing and pushing her door open, she pulled herself out of the car and grabbed her bags, heading inside.
Upon finding no one home, Olivia thought it best to seek out at least one of the two ladies of the household around town, it shouldn't be too hard. She pulled her long brown hair into a bun and sighed at her bark brown eyes, her appearance was less than stellar but it would have to do.
Since Mystic Falls was only so big, and her family were fairly predictable ladies, the 24 year old figured they could only be a few places, and since it was 4pm on a Friday, Olivia figured she could find her sister at The Grill with a few friends.
Pulling the door to the restaurant open, Olivia scanned the faces seated at various tables, until her eyes landed on the back of a familiar blond head. She smiled to herself and walked quickly over to their table. The girl sitting across from her sister she recognized as Elena. People had always just assumed that Olivia was Elena’s sister, considering their matching features. She had been thick as thieves with the younger woman since childhood.
Elena noticed her approach shortly before she reached the group, and announced her name in slight shock. “ Olivia. Hey!”
Caroline’s whole body jerked around quickly, eyes widening at the site of her sister behind her. The blond’s whole face lit up in a smile. “ Oh my god, Olivia!”
Caroline bounded out of her seat at a surprising speed, wrapping her arms around her sister tightly. Olivia chuckled a bit and returned the hug, “Well, hey there.”
The younger Forbes untangled herself from her sister and turned to the group seated at the table, at which point Olivia noticed there was a face she didn’t recognize.
“Well, Bonnie, Elena, you obviously know Olivia. But this new hunk of man candy on Elena’s arm is Stefan Salvatore, he moved her a little while after you left.” Caroline pulled her sister into the seat behind her, and the eldest noticed that there was a slight tension hanging in the air, she almost felt like she was interrupting something.
“Nice to meet you, Stefan. I’m Olivia, Caroline’s older sister.” She offered a hand to Stefan, and he gave it a quick shake, flashing her a firm smile.
“Nice to meet you.”
No one worked to continue a conversation after that. Olivia had never known her sister to sit quietly, but now she was silent, vibrating with nervous energy. Internally Olivia was a bit confused, not knowing why things were awkward, but chalking it up to Caroline just being older now, and it being weird to hang out with your sister in a social setting when you’re that age, Olivia smiled at Caroline and stood back up.
“I’m actually going to head back home, unpack. It was a long drive, but I’ll see you tonight for dinner.” Olivia smiled around at the group, trying to ease their discomfort. “It was nice seeing you guys, I’m sure we’ll see each other again soon.”
Caroline seemed like she wanted to protest, but just nodded graciously at her. “I’ll see you for dinner.”
The older girl smiled as she took her leave, exiting The Grill and heading in the direction of her car. She accidentally bumped the shoulder of a man, and she turned quickly to apologize to them, but was stopped in her tracks at the look on the man's face.
He was tall, probably about 30, and had the most bewildered expression. The name he said was less spoken and more of a breath, “Genevive.”
Olivia blinked and cocked her head to the side, cocking an eyebrow. “My name is Olivia, sorry.”
The man took a moment to reply, but eventually he blinked and made to step away from her. “Of course, I’m sorry. Must have mistaken you for someone else.”
Olivia smiled at him a bit, confused as to why everyone in this town had seemed so socially different, and turned to walk away. Determined to just get home and unpack her bags.
Klaus watched the young woman for a moment, a million questions buzzing around his head. Out of everything Mystic Falls has thrown at him, this was the icing on the cake. Hers was a face he didn’t think he’d ever see again, not in his thousand years. But the universe does provide strangely.