"Nothing is with me now but a sound,
A heart's rhythm, a sense of stars"
- W. H. Auden, Compline
In which Charlotte Salvatore wakes after a 145 year slumber and is thrust into a supernatural world before she can cope with the modern one.
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Charlotte was bored, all cooped up in the Salvatore house. Considering the fact that she'd only entered the millennium a matter of months ago, aside from her brothers or their high school friends, she was fairly alone. During the day, if she wasn't with Damon or Stefan, she tended to have little to do until the afternoons.
Stefan was back, sort of. He'd unified with Damon at least and while he still didn't have his humanity on, he did have his free will back and he was a little less hostile to Charlotte and Damon. Stefan had made up with Damon after Klaus' recent 'demonstration of force', which resulted in Jeremy and Alaric nearly being killed.
Thankfully they'd both recovered fine and Damon had returned home to Charlotte to tell her that Stefan was less of a dick than he'd recently thought. Charlotte's suspicion, that Stefan had betrayed them for a reason had been true after all, Stefan had discovered that if Klaus died, Damon would too.
Stefan had saved Klaus for Damon.
Charlotte was glad her brothers were on the same team again, but they were now back on the revenge against Klaus train. Damon hadn't explicitly told her that, but she could tell by the way they were conspiring and talking to each other that Damon knew more about Klaus' stolen coffins now than he was letting on.
Today in the morning before school had begun, Stefan and Damon had left early to meet Bonnie. Charlotte was just getting up from a run when she caught them leaving, Damon waved at her and Stefan even smiled, a hint of her brother back. Charlotte was sure whatever her brothers and Bonnie were doing was something to do with Klaus' coffins however she was sticking out of the supernatural world as best she could.
She wished really, that they'd just let it go, that Stefan and Damon would give up the coffins and that Klaus would give up Elena, that they'd all call a truce and move on with their lives. While Charlottes feelings for Klaus were still muddled and murky, she definitely didn't want him and her brothers getting into some tit for tat war where someone, likely them, would end up getting hurt. She'd so firmly embedded the idea that she wanted out of the supernatural drama that neither brother wanted to involve her but even staying out of it, she worried about the final outcome.
Charlotte returned for her run and showered only to realise that once she was back she had very little to do. She was reading a novel she'd stolen from Damons room when finally her phone rang and she nearly leapt on it in excitement. Life was fairly slow when you only knew a handful of people and couldn't work or go to school.
"Hey Matty blue eyes," Charlotte answered with a teasing lilt in her voice as she walked in through the house lazily and deposited herself on a couch in the library
"God," Matt laughed, "you sound like Katherine. What are you doing?"
Charlotte dramatically sighed, "Matt everyone I know is in high school or a Salvatore and it's like noon."
"Good. Forget the Stefan-Damon-Klaus drama for a day. Come to Caroline's not birthday darty."
Charlotte spent longer than she wanted to admit trying to translate that sentence, "What on earth is a not birthday darty?"
