Disclaimer: This story is based on characters created by L.J. Smith, as portrayed in the TV series created by Kevin Williamson and Julie Plec. All rights to their respective owners. No copyright infringement intended.
A/N: First of all, I want to thank the incredibly talented aj81writing for agreeing to co-write with me. If you haven't read her stories yet then you should really check them out. She is an amazing writer and I'm sure you will love her stories.
So basically, this idea popped into my mind out of nowhere, and I was like "Is anyone interested in co-writing a story with me?" on twitter. So here we are.
NEVER GIVE UP
Elena leaned back in her seat. JFK was swarming with people anxious to leave the airport.
They probably had love ones waiting for them at their destination, Elena thought to herself.
From her seat, Elena had a clear view of the gate. Delayed. Of course her flight was delayed. Why would it be on time? Nothing in her life was ever smooth sailing. Not since the accident. Not since that wretched day that changed her entire life and left her brother Jeremy disabled and without parents.
She sighed and stood up from her seat.
"Excuse me," Elena spoke to the assistant at the gate. She glanced at her nametag and smiled. "…Gina."
"How may I help you miss?" The redhead asked politely.
"I was wondering how long the delay will be. It is really important for me to be on time." Elena said politely.
"I'm sorry miss…" The redhead paused.
"Elena Gilbert." Elena said, smiling.
"I'm sorry miss Gilbert, but we don't know when the storm will subside yet. It's a pretty bad one, as you can see." The redhead glanced out of the window and smiled apologetically to Elena. The tarmac was full of unused aircrafts and the rain smattered against the glass.
"Well… Thank you Gina." Elena said and returned to her seat, defeated.
This was Elena Gilbert's life now. Travelling from New York to Mystic Falls and then back to New York. She was hoping that she would be able to stop travelling so much now, since she had graduated from university. Airplanes made her really nauseous. She could settle down in Mystic Falls and spend more time with her brother and on her writing. She had always loved writing, and that was why she had chosen to study English Literature at university.
Elena's thoughts were interrupted by a young brunette wearing the airline's blue uniform, talking into the microphone at the gate. Her voice sounded over the speakers.
"We are now boarding Delta 1864 to Mystic Falls. Estimated take-off in 20 minutes. Please proceed to the gate. Thank you for your patience."
About freaking time, Elena thought and stood up.
"Mystic Falls, here I come…"
Jeremy spun his wheelchair and headed to the dining room. He'd been living at the rehab center for almost a year now. It was home to him. Adjusting hadn't been easy, but as time passed, he got used to it. He made friends and started having more fun, despite his disability.
"Hey man." Jeremy greeted his best friend.
"Hey, where've you been? I've been looking for you."
"I overslept. Sorry." Jeremy replied.
"Come on, let's go play some football. I'm feeling like kicking your ass again." His friend challenged him.
"Yeah, in your dreams!" Jeremy said as they raced towards the main lobby. There were a few people in there relaxing. Some reading, others watching TV and others just talking.
They shifted over to the couch from their wheelchairs with pure upper body strength and Jeremy started the videogame.
"Home, sweet home." Elena muttered under her breath and walked inside the house. She had finally arrived and she was exhausted, but she had one more thing to do.
"Hey man, sorry, I've got to answer this." Jeremy said and hurried to grab his phone.
"You're only leaving because you're losing!" His friend called from behind. Jeremy rolled his eyes and left to have some quiet.
"Hey, Jeremy." A sweet female voice spoke.
"Elena! How are you sis?" Jeremy asked, surprised by her call. She never called him at night. She said that she didn't want to wake him, so this was a pleasant surprise!
"I'm fine Jeremy. How are you?" Elena asked. She couldn't hide the grin on her face.
"I'm actually pretty great." Jeremy said. "How's uni?"
"Good, actually, can you do me a favor, Jer?"
"Yes of course."
"I want you to go and look out the window." She said.
"What? Why?" He asked, confused.
"You'll see, just do it!" Elena said in excitement.
"Fine! Wait a sec." Jeremy said and hurried to get to the window. He passed his friend who looked at him curiously.
"Hey Jer, where are you going?" The friend asked, receiving no answer. "Whatever." He muttered and shrugged his shoulders, turning his attention back to the game.
When Jeremy finally reached the window, he looked outside curiously.
His eyes lit up at the sight.
"You've got to be kidding me." He said to himself when he saw his sister waving at him, smiling.
"Is this for real?" Jeremy asked on the phone.
"Uh-huh. Now get your ass down here and open the door for me. It's locked at this time of night!" Elena grinned and ran towards the door.
Jeremy hurried to get to the door. Once he opened it, Elena practically jumped on him, hugging him tightly.
"Hey, easy there." Jeremy said while laughing.
"God, I've missed you!" Elena said and a few tears escaped her.
"I missed you too, sis." Jeremy said as they broke the hug.
"Will you show me around?" Elena asked as Jeremy wiped her tears.
"Of course but some other time because right now, I just want to sit and talk to you. Tell me, how's New York?" Jeremy said, and Elena smiled widely.
They flopped down on a couch and talked and talked. It seemed like hours passed before Elena decided to call it a night. They exchanged their goodnights and Elena made her way to the exit.
As she walked, she couldn't help but look around. Everyone was in their rooms, probably sleeping.
A noise caught her attention. She followed the noise and noticed a man on a wheelchair, trying to reach a book from the bookcase.
Her eyes widened as some of the worst scenarios came on her mind.
What if something happened? What if he fell off his wheelchair and hurt himself? She could just hand him the book and be sure nothing would happen. She hurried towards him and reached the book for him.
"There you go." Elena said politely and handed him the book. She smiled and he glared at her.
"I could do it myself." He said and grabbed the book. His ocean-blue eyes were glistening with anger.
He was beautiful.
"I'm sorry, I saw you there and figured you could use some help."
"Well, I don't. I'm perfectly capable of reaching a god-damned book. The fact that I can't walk doesn't mean that I'm useless. Of course you wouldn't know…" He snapped and paused to take a breath.
"I didn't mean to offend you… I just wanted to help you." Elena said cautiously.
"Well, I hate to break it to you honey, but I don't need your help or your pity. I'm doing just fine by myself!"
Okay that's it.
"Oh yeah?" Elena said mockingly and grabbed the book from his hands, putting it back on the shelf. "I take my help back then. Go ahead. Reach the book by yourself, if it bothers you so much that I helped you get it." She turned and started walking away, leaving the blue-eyed man stunned behind.
The nerve of that guy… Elena huffed as she walked out the door.
A/N2: So here's the prologue. I really hope you liked it. I don't know when I'll be able to update this story, since I'm not the only one writing in it, and there is RL too, but I hope you'll stick with us and take the journey.
Please let us know what you think! :)