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[#118] And I'll Be You (The Vampire Diaries)
Theme Prompt: #118 – Mistaken Identity
Title: And I’ll Be You
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 | Veers off into AU-Land around S5
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 898
Summary: Elena’s doppelganger pays her a surprise visit.
Elena wanders through the quiet halls of the hospital as she heads back to the locker room, inching her way closer and closer to the end of her shift. While her brief stint as both vampire bait and a vampire have made the night shifts a little more bearable than most likely find it, it’s still wearing, and she can’t wait to indulge in a big stack of pancakes from the local diner on the way back to her Cincinnati apartment.
Being somewhere other than Mystic Falls has been both a relief and a loss, missing the familiarity of being surrounded by friends, while reveling in the anonymity. She’s doing good work as a doctor, and hopefully she will continue to do so, just as Elena Gilbert—no more, no less. She hopes, every day, that her doppelganger days are behind her.
She’s almost to the pharmacy when static crackles above her: “Doctor Gilbert, please report to the ER. Doctor Gilbert, please report to the ER.”
“So close, yet so far,” she mutters as she turns to head back towards the busiest area of the hospital. As she weaves through the people, she arrives at the nurse’s station with a questioning glance. “You paged Doctor Gilbert?”
The charge nurse looks up at her, then blinks, like she’s seeing a ghost. Something knowing crosses her face, and she passes the chart over to her. “She asked for you specifically.”
Elena frowns, confused, before taking the chart and looking it over. “Any reason?”
“I think you’ll be able to figure it out.”
Elena blinks, before turning and heading towards the bed in question as she reviews their chart. Nothing there seems out of the ordinary or in line with her specialty, but she can at least do her job. She reaches up to draw back the curtain as she comes around the corner. “Hi, I’m Doctor Gilbert. How can I help you tonight?”
“You cut your hair. Why would you do that?”
Elena’s head snaps up at the familiar voice, not all that different from her own, just with a more husky quality to it. After that, it’s almost like she’s looking in the mirror. Matching straight brown hair, brown eyes, curvy figure. Were it not for the bob cut Elena had recently treated herself too, they could have been perfectly identical.
“Katherine.”
“Elena.” Katherine smiles as she brushes her hair over one shoulder. Elena rolls her eyes as she closes the curtain behind them, not wanting any of her coworkers to witness this. “You know, there are other cities you could have picked to play doctor in that are a lot more fun than Cincinnati.”
“Those other cities don’t have one of the best internists in the country to learn from. What are you doing here?”
“Well, believe it or not, I’m here to help you.” Katherine reaches out and taps the chart with her finger. “We have a minor problem.”
“Define problem.”
“Hunters.” Katherine fishes out her phone and passes it to her descendant. On the screen is a list of names with what she can only assume are dollar amounts next to them. “They’ve turned dealing with the supernatural into a cash rich enterprise, and there are bounties—on both of our heads.”
“And you just happened to be in Cincinnati when this came to light?”
“Of course not. But I didn’t want to get caught in the crosshairs, so why not put myself in a situation where there’s a fifty-fifty chance that they actually hit me.” She flashes Elena a smile, and Elena rolls her eyes.
“Never change, Katherine.” And with that, she turns to leave. Katherine tries to call after her, but Elena doesn’t want to hear it. Deadpool or not, she will not let Katherine use her as cannon fodder for one of her schemes. She signs off on release and drops off the chart, fully intending to head home as she ventures back into the quieter areas of the hospital.
She’s about to get on the elevator when someone reaches out and grabs her arm.
“There you are, Kitty-Kat.” She looks up to find an unfamiliar face, then he frowns as he judges her expression. “Wait, you’re not…” Realization comes a moment later, and his grip tightens. “Gilbert.”
“Let go of me.”
“Not likely. You’re my next payday.”
The elevator opens, and he throws her inside, Elena colliding against the wall and dropping to the floor, pain rippling through her. She flails out, trying to hit something vital, but he’s bigger and stronger than she is, and she doesn’t have the vampire strength that she used to as a cured human. He reaches for her, trying to restrain her, but before the doors could close, something flashes over his head.
CLANG.
As the hunter drops to the ground next to her, unconscious, Elena looks up to see Katherine standing behind him, an annoyed look on her face.
“Believe me now?”
Elena nods as she takes the hand up to her feet. “What do we do now?”
“We stick together,” Katherine sighs, before climbing in the elevator and hitting the button for the parking lot. “And get the hell out of here.”
It’s not the most ideal scenario, but if there’s anything she knows about Katherine Pierce, it’s that she’s a survivor. She just hopes that those survival skills will extend to Elena, too.
Title: And I’ll Be You
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 | Veers off into AU-Land around S5
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 898
Summary: Elena’s doppelganger pays her a surprise visit.
Elena wanders through the quiet halls of the hospital as she heads back to the locker room, inching her way closer and closer to the end of her shift. While her brief stint as both vampire bait and a vampire have made the night shifts a little more bearable than most likely find it, it’s still wearing, and she can’t wait to indulge in a big stack of pancakes from the local diner on the way back to her Cincinnati apartment.
Being somewhere other than Mystic Falls has been both a relief and a loss, missing the familiarity of being surrounded by friends, while reveling in the anonymity. She’s doing good work as a doctor, and hopefully she will continue to do so, just as Elena Gilbert—no more, no less. She hopes, every day, that her doppelganger days are behind her.
She’s almost to the pharmacy when static crackles above her: “Doctor Gilbert, please report to the ER. Doctor Gilbert, please report to the ER.”
“So close, yet so far,” she mutters as she turns to head back towards the busiest area of the hospital. As she weaves through the people, she arrives at the nurse’s station with a questioning glance. “You paged Doctor Gilbert?”
The charge nurse looks up at her, then blinks, like she’s seeing a ghost. Something knowing crosses her face, and she passes the chart over to her. “She asked for you specifically.”
Elena frowns, confused, before taking the chart and looking it over. “Any reason?”
“I think you’ll be able to figure it out.”
Elena blinks, before turning and heading towards the bed in question as she reviews their chart. Nothing there seems out of the ordinary or in line with her specialty, but she can at least do her job. She reaches up to draw back the curtain as she comes around the corner. “Hi, I’m Doctor Gilbert. How can I help you tonight?”
“You cut your hair. Why would you do that?”
Elena’s head snaps up at the familiar voice, not all that different from her own, just with a more husky quality to it. After that, it’s almost like she’s looking in the mirror. Matching straight brown hair, brown eyes, curvy figure. Were it not for the bob cut Elena had recently treated herself too, they could have been perfectly identical.
“Katherine.”
“Elena.” Katherine smiles as she brushes her hair over one shoulder. Elena rolls her eyes as she closes the curtain behind them, not wanting any of her coworkers to witness this. “You know, there are other cities you could have picked to play doctor in that are a lot more fun than Cincinnati.”
“Those other cities don’t have one of the best internists in the country to learn from. What are you doing here?”
“Well, believe it or not, I’m here to help you.” Katherine reaches out and taps the chart with her finger. “We have a minor problem.”
“Define problem.”
“Hunters.” Katherine fishes out her phone and passes it to her descendant. On the screen is a list of names with what she can only assume are dollar amounts next to them. “They’ve turned dealing with the supernatural into a cash rich enterprise, and there are bounties—on both of our heads.”
“And you just happened to be in Cincinnati when this came to light?”
“Of course not. But I didn’t want to get caught in the crosshairs, so why not put myself in a situation where there’s a fifty-fifty chance that they actually hit me.” She flashes Elena a smile, and Elena rolls her eyes.
“Never change, Katherine.” And with that, she turns to leave. Katherine tries to call after her, but Elena doesn’t want to hear it. Deadpool or not, she will not let Katherine use her as cannon fodder for one of her schemes. She signs off on release and drops off the chart, fully intending to head home as she ventures back into the quieter areas of the hospital.
She’s about to get on the elevator when someone reaches out and grabs her arm.
“There you are, Kitty-Kat.” She looks up to find an unfamiliar face, then he frowns as he judges her expression. “Wait, you’re not…” Realization comes a moment later, and his grip tightens. “Gilbert.”
“Let go of me.”
“Not likely. You’re my next payday.”
The elevator opens, and he throws her inside, Elena colliding against the wall and dropping to the floor, pain rippling through her. She flails out, trying to hit something vital, but he’s bigger and stronger than she is, and she doesn’t have the vampire strength that she used to as a cured human. He reaches for her, trying to restrain her, but before the doors could close, something flashes over his head.
CLANG.
As the hunter drops to the ground next to her, unconscious, Elena looks up to see Katherine standing behind him, an annoyed look on her face.
“Believe me now?”
Elena nods as she takes the hand up to her feet. “What do we do now?”
“We stick together,” Katherine sighs, before climbing in the elevator and hitting the button for the parking lot. “And get the hell out of here.”
It’s not the most ideal scenario, but if there’s anything she knows about Katherine Pierce, it’s that she’s a survivor. She just hopes that those survival skills will extend to Elena, too.