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Goodnight, Chris McQueen

A NOS4A2 Review By: Allyssa J. Watkins

I love you, Brat I hope you know that....... My biggest fear was becoming my old man Drinkin', philanderin', livin' for nothin' I wanted so much more for my little girl But Babe, I'm just like him A haunted soldier That never came back from the war I tried so hard to make you laugh Just so you didn't see me cryin' Funny names, and stupid jokes I guess, don't band-aid the holes Punched through the walls and in Your mother's heart Jesus, maybe this dad thing Was a cosmic hoax right from the start I love you like a big dog I'd die twice just to give you a hug Before I go, I want you to know I'm proud of my kid I could never do what you did It's like you told your ma You're made of steel, Vic You threw the bottle away You sure as hell didn't need me But you let your broken down dad save the day I ain't half the hero to you though As you are to Wayne Give 'em HELL, Babe Fight the good fight Don't cry over me I won't die as I lived A good for nothin' It's gonna mean somethin' I gotta believe Don't stay here, Brat, trapped in my death scene Remember the good stuff, when they say "Goodnight, Chris McQueen."

In the words of the illustrious Linda McQueen........ "Holy HELL." It's been days, and I've been in a morose fog, only just now emerging, shaking and fighting the tears, even as I write this, half numb, and half agony. I'm shocked, dismayed, and altogether fragile. The second I saw that this episode was going to be called, "Chris McQueen," I couldn't have been more thrilled, and my heart soared, excited! Chris McQueen has SHINED this season, our own resident white knight, slaying Vic's demons, both of the vice, and supernatural variety. It was no mistake, or random shuffle of fate, that her magic bridge led her back to her dad. He's been a gun-wielding, bomb-making, godsend!!! He helped her quit drinking, heartbroken that his little girl had inherited his disastrous coping mechanisms, refusing to let it drown her the way it did him. He's fought at her side, let her lean on him, he's become her safe place. He's given her the best advice about fighting for Lou, choosing her family, and oh yeah, he SINGLEHANDEDLY took on Bing Partridge, not just once, but TWICE!!!

If NOS4A2 has a CHAMPION, a dark horse in the game, it's hands down Chris McQueen. If anyone is deserving of their own personal, entitled episode, it's the vindicated father who did the work, fought like HELL for his redemption, made himself a better person for his daughter. That rush of flooding joy, cooled to wary concern, and hesitant dread, however, when I realized....... This honour could be his final tribute.......

Don't kill Chris McQueen........ I pleaded over and over in my mind, the frantic cry, resounding, even as I pressed play. I hadn't been able to shake that sinister, creeping feeling all day, and when we opened onto Chris at a funeral, my relief flooded in, graciously thankful to see him alive!!! Wait, he looked younger, like WAY younger, even younger than the first season, and oh my god, hold on, whose funeral is this!? Someone died........ my stomach knotting again, trying to figure out who, and we realize that this is Chris, decades ago, speaking at his Dad's funeral.

I loved, and I mean LOVED this opener. It's just so beautifully real, and one hundred percent Chris McQueen, as he muses about his father's life, and his own, and how the two came to mirror each other. He's funny, irreverent, vulnerable, and by the end, absolutely heartbreaking. It's a searing portrait of a broken man, and everything that caused his life to fracture, every death, that made him wish he was never born.

"When I came back from the gulf, I finally understood why he was pissed off all the time, because he knew there was no reason for him to born, and that nobody was going to give a shit when he died."

Chris' voice cracks, and my eyes sting, because I feel it, his greatest fear, and I know he's not just talking about his father, he's talking about himself, effectually delivering his own eulogy, and again I implored the fates...... Don't kill Chris McQueen.

Aaaaaaaaah, and HELLO Baby Vic!!! Oh my gosh, she's so precious, about eight years old, frowning as her father speaks, huddled close to her mother, and then when Chris becomes too overwhelmed with his anger and emotions to go on, tearing out of the church, she frantically chases after him, calling for him!!! Even then, she was her daddy's girl!!! Once again, I must COMMEND NOS4A2 for choosing the perfect miniature of our badass leading lady, because this girl is the very IMAGE of Ashleigh, and it was such a joy to see her fierce features, and resolve, in a dear little face!!! More Baby Vic, PLEASE!!!

Flashforward to the present day, and Team McQueen is ready and raring to hit the road. I loved this entire scene. The love between her and Lou as she tells him goodbye, and says, "I'm going to go get our boy." An achingly beautiful moment, these two give me life, and have become my FAVOURITE couple on the show!!! I may have been purely Team Drew Butler, Season One, but now I can't imagine our beautiful badass without her Teddy Bear Man, and I ship McCarmody so freaking hard!!! Vic revs the Triumph's engine, testing it, gearing up with her Dad, and it hits me....... She doesn't have to hide it, sneak away to go do her Creative Hero thing, he accepts her for exactly who she is, believes in her gift enough to go with her. For the first time..... Vic McQueen isn't riding alone........

Linda is an absolute rollicking delight, emphatic in her protest, and I have just come to LOVE her so much!!! "I don't know about this Vicki, taking explosives across a magical bridge IN THE RAIN!!!!" God BLESS this woman, she's so maternal here, and I love it, I see how much she's changed, becoming this mother and ex wife even, that isn't afraid to express her feelings and doubts, no longer shackled by the fear that she's destined to be alone.

"You're my only kid, Vicki, My Baby."

"You know me, Ma, made of steel, remember?"

Awwwwww oh my gosh, so freaking CUTE, and for the first time, they feel like a real family, The McQueen Clan on a Mission, slaying psychotic kidnappers, and rescuing lost children, becoming the family business. Linda's still unsure, hurrying after Chris and Vic, still thinking they're both CRAZY, when she sees it for the first time....... Her eyes widen impossibly, as a rickety, wooden, covered bridge, appears on the street in front of them, and her reaction is EVERYTHING we've been waiting for, I found myself, leaping off the couch, cheering as she says it. "Holy HELL!!!"

Chris' childlike wonder, as he looks up into the dark eves, and watches the bats flutter, the Triumph roaring through the beams of breaking light, weaving in and out of shadow, is such a joy to behold. He believed in it, believed in her, even without seeing, and it means that much more to Vic, you can tell. It's also symbolic, Vic sharing her world with her father, bringing him into her inscape, fighting the good fight TOGETHER, both soldiers. I loved it, every second.

Surprise, surprise, when they roll up to the junkyard, Bing Partridge isn't dead, because some cockroaches just won't DIE!!!! Like an AVENGING ANGEL, Chris McQueen is all of us, flying off that bike, and assailing Bing with murderous fury, backhanding his stupid face with the gun, over and over, impaling him deeper with the protruding rod, and I swear, I wanted to run to him, and HUG him so tightly, so freaking PROUD!!!! THANK YOU, CHRIS MCQUEEN!!!

"Where is he, you SICK, Son of a BITCH!?!?"

"HE CAN'T HELP US IF HE'S DEAD!!!!!"

Vic screams at her father, angrily chastising this good and proper beating that has been a LONG time coming!!!! I'm sorry, isn't that how ANY sane person would react to a sadistic, murdering, rapist whose made their life a LIVING HELL!? What gives, Victoria!? Chris falls back, as confused as I was, and then shakes his head, as he apologizes vehemently, which Vic is having none of. She's AWFUL to her father from this moment forward, rude and spiteful, blaming him for everything, and as much as I love the girl, in this unjust punishment, she REALLY lives up to her nickname, Brat.

This Kids Glove approach to Bing Partridge is MADDENING enough to make me PSYCHOTIC!!! BING. IS. EVIL. Say it with me, NOS4A2!!!! It's like they are hellbent on redeeming the ONE character that is beyond saving, a man that even God, himself, would look at reviled, and say, "Get thee behind me, SATAN!!!" Last week they failed, first through the deus ex machina epiphany, and then through the attempted murder/suicide, so they tried even harder, using a meeker approach, making him say manipulative propaganda like, "I wish I'd never met Mr. Manx, because then Vic McQueen would still be my friend." and "I'm all alone in here, and it's really scary." Ughhhh somebody, anybody, put us out of our misery, and put one right between his beady little rat bastard eyes.

I almost understand Tabitha's need to keep things professional, and speak to Bing, in a reassuring way that reaches his simple, monosyllabic mind. I get that beating the living hell out of him like he so obviously deserves isn't an option for her, but this man is a HEINOUS criminal, who's kidnapped kids, drugged and raped their mothers, KILLED both of his parents, not to mention TORTURED Charlie within an inch of his life, only just last week!!!! But by ALL MEANS, Vic, go HOLD HANDS WITH HIM, and see if that will help get your son back!!!! Cringe.

I HATED this, so, so, SO much!!! Bing was her friend, he betrayed her, violated the trust between them, became her worst nightmare, shot at her, traumatized her, duct-taping her to a chair, she should HATE him, despise the sight of him far more than Charlie Manx!!! I CRAVED a reckoning, even if it was just a verbal assault. But no, instead, Vic decides to play nice, and I get that most of it was an act to convince him to help her get her son back, but I could also feel NOS4A2's misguided hand in her actions. Look, see, even Vic can find the good in Bing!!!! Sigh. Not gonna lie, I was going to scream bloody murder if she said she forgives him!!!

Good Cop pays off, however, and Bing, desperate for Vic's forgiveness, reveals there is one more stop before Christmasland, one last chance to grab Wayne, when he gets out of the Wraith at Sleigh House to hang his ornament. It's a dawning revelation, intel quintessential to their success, and for once they know where Charlie is going to be, before he gets there, and can lay a trap for him and his indestructible car. I hate the way they arrived at the information though, I'd have much preferred to see Bing suffer for his sins, and the whole interaction is just so laughably implausible. I will say this however, there was a rather BEAUTIFUL line in this scene that Bing couldn't begin to deserve, but I LOVED it all the same. "I miss the person I thought you were." My god, that's powerful.

"Chris McQueen," is a STELLAR episode, full of beautiful lines like this, including my FAVOURITE thing that Maggie has EVER said to Vic, which perfectly exemplifies their eccentric friendship!!! "I'd shank a thousand assholes for your mopey ass!!!" YES!!! I LOVE THAT SO MUCH!!! I will say though, that I was SHOCKED at how cool Vic was with Maggie's scary new trick of hurting herself to use her powers, sans seizures. I thought she was going to kick her butt for that!!! I'm really worried, Guys, this is a dangerous addiction, that's going to be the hardest one yet for Mags to quit!!! The break-up with Tabitha was bittersweet, but it did not come as a shock to me. They'd been drifting apart for awhile now, and I feel like Maggie was so scared of losing her, that she was afraid to be herself. "I want to live in the real world all the time." For me, that was the nail in the coffin, having only heard it about a thousand times myself. Maggie will always be living in two worlds, and whoever she's with MUST accept that. They love each other, yes, but they just want different things. I do respect Tabitha so much for not demanding that Maggie give up her tiles, threatening to leave her if she didn't. She'd rather let Maggie go be herself, be happy, than try to stifle her, shove her into that hateful, constricting little box called normal.

Vic continues to be petty, and spiteful towards her father, treating him WAY too harshly, punishing him, when he's done nothing but fight for her, a literal action HERO, avenging Wayne, and kicking ASS!!! It hurt my soul, and I could see the pain in his eyes, thinking he'd failed her, apologizing again, just wanting her forgiveness. The second scene at the McQueen house is a far less fuzzy one, as she forbids her father to come with her, placing all the blame of every bad thing that's happened thus far on his shoulders, and she cuts him with razor edged words, saying the worst thing that she could have possibly said in that moment, something truly unforgivable, that I already know she will spend the rest of her life, regretting.

"I lived eight years of my life without you, Dad, and I can just as easily do it again." She sneers, and even Linda stares, aghast. "Vicki, no, you don't mean that!!!"

I felt the pangs in my heart, stunned that she could be that vicious to her own father, after all he's done for her, getting sober, changing his whole life, hell, getting HER sober!!! Linda is again so adorable, insisting she take Chris with her, like "Vicki let your father play on your magical bridge, if he wants!!!" not wanting him to feel left out, and while I want more father/daughter explosive awesomeness, I'm conflicted whether or not he should go. If he stays here...... he's safe. Eventually Linda's persuasion wins out. "Don't let your anger towards your father, keep you from getting back Wayne." With a frustrated sigh, Vic shoves a black helmet in Chris' hands, and we're off to the races again. "Bring them home," Linda whispers sweetly, embracing him tight, and as they hug, I get the most sinking feeling that it's for the last time. Dont...... Don't kill, Chris Mcqueen.

Vic and Chris work in silence, once they get to the charred foundation of Sleigh House in Colorado, burying the handmade bombs, and finally Chris can't take it anymore. "Is this how you want it, Brat?" He asks her, heartbroken, and Ashleigh's acting is PHENOMENAL, as she breaks down and reveals the truth behind her unprovoked animosity.

"It's easier to be mad at you, than to blame myself."

"None of this is your fault. Charlie Manx is not your fault."

"I want to forgive you, because if I don't, how can Wayne ever forgive me. But I can't just let myself off the hook!!!"

It's not entirely a make-up, but it's an important conversation, something she's been wrestling with for a long time. Chris is again AMAZING, consoling her, easing her guilt, even while she's the one that's been impossible. Again Vic, I love you, but your father did the absolute RIGHT thing, and he's the only one that did right by Bing, as far as I'm concerned.

Maggie and Lou join the dynamite father/daughter duo in Colorado, and I LOVED all of their scenes together, the two people in this world that Vic McQueen loves most, and there's something magical about it, something iconic, seeing all three of them together, the Creative Dream Team, united in their crusade against Charlie Manx.

"Every one of these ornaments represents a kid in Christmasland, lost forever. Do you think there's a way to get them back? The other kids?"

WHEN SOULS FALL.

Maggie stares down, perplexed at the tiles, as she arranges them, revealing to the oracle this cryptic, mysticism, and I myself, could NOT breathe. Holy SMASH. Ever since the end of, "Gunbarrel," where Vic wanders through the trees outside Sleigh House, frowning at them, the hundreds of glittering ornaments, swaying in the wind, glowing as she drew near, I just knew...... I KNEW the souls of the Lost Children, were trapped inside each and every one of them, and this suspicion was ever further confirmed, when she found Bradley's canoe ornament, broken open on the ground, after he burnt up in the Wraith. My prediction? To turn the kids back, they have to smash every single one of these ornaments, and only then can the escaped souls return to their vampire shells, and make them human again. The minute a child hangs an ornament, the transformation is complete.

I also LOVED the transcendent scene between Vic and Millie, a scared little girl, in over her head, calling, pleading through the static, and I couldn't help but MARVEL at how much has changed between them. Last Season Millie Manx was very much her father's daughter, cruelly taunting Vic, on her father's behalf, even appearing to her while she was awake, stabbing her with an invisible sword. Now, she calls out to her to be her saviour, her father's greatest enemy, the iron wrought armour of her inherited hatred falling away, and Vic sees her as she always was, not a hollowed out demon spawn, but just a frightened little girl that needs to be set free. I was also THRILLED that dear little Millie imparted the knowledge that Charlie CANNOT die, else all the children, including his daughter, will die with him. Vic abhors Charlie with a screaming vengeance, but now that she knows his death comes at the cost of every child he's ever taken, she won't kill him, she CAN'T kill him, because then all of this, everything she's fought so hard for, bled for, would be for nothing.

The final act is both the thrilling BEST and the incoherent WORST of the episode, as the chaotic music ominously heralds our man's arrival. Charlie Manx, cutting a dashing, imposing silhouette, dark against the hazy dusk, exits the Wraith, turning every which way, striking in profile, floating smoothly across the front of the car, to let Wayne out. I loved this aesthetic, Charlie moving swiftly through the mist and dying light, rising as the threatened dark, enclosing. It's beautiful, and serves two clever purposes. One, to shroud our debonair dark menace in all the more intrigue and mystery, and the other, to conceal just how bad Wayne's gotten. Charlie clasps his hands around Wayne's shoulders lovingly, the picture of paternal pride, and my heart caught, seeing Wayne in the cast light, his boyish curls, frayed and almost white, his skin covered in white blue veins, every one of his teeth, coming to a sharp point.

"Go on, My Boy, it's time to hang your ornament," Charlie chortles handing Wayne the CUTEST little gray, baby bat ornament, I have ever seen, urging him forward. "Choose any branch you like, just make sure it's a SPECIAL branch," Charlie crows, and my heart melts, so in love with both of them, and the way Charlie dotes on him, knowing that while this began as a revenge plot, Charlie has come to love and favour Wayne, like the son he never had. "Don't dilly dally," He warns adorably, with an eyebrow raise, and even this mild scold is too precious for words.

Charlie waits by the Wraith, already nervous, as little Wayne disappears into the grove of trees. I LOVED the Wraith's ADORABLE warning system, as it flashes danger, the car horn honking, and even more I loved Charlie's distressed reaction to it, hurrying over, brow knit, like a father racing to tend to and protect his frightened child. Can I just have this impossibly PERFECT man, that darling little curly-haired boy, and this pretty, shiny car, PLEASE!?!?

"Smart Car," I whisper to myself, as the Wraith senses Vic's presence, and the waiting bombs beneath the ground. Charlie, alarmed, jumps back into his car, to seek out what's got the Wraith in such a tizzy, racing away, and leaving young Wayne behind. If there was ever a time, to save Wayne, it is NOW!!! NOW, Maggie, grab him NOW!!!! Here's where things start to unravel for me as far as character motivation and realistic ability is concerned. Yes, I get that Wayne's appearance is terrifying for her, that she doesn't know what she's walking into as she approaches him, but there is NO WAY Margaret Leigh, Oracle Extraordinaire, Hourglass SLAYER, would just cower, and watch as Wayne hangs his ornament. Nope, sorry. Wayne isn't even all the way a vampire yet, he's in transition, and the FEARLESS girl that I know and love, would have grabbed him, reassured him, while she wrested the ornament from his hands, and SMASHED it!!! Wayne's soul flies back into his body, crying as he clings to his Aunt Mags, Charlie is thwarted, and everybody lives happily ever after. End Scene.

But no, Maggie, in an uncharacteristic move, waits until Wayne has ALREADY hung his ornament, and then approaches him fearfully. I will admit I was a little nervous too..... Wayne, Darling, NO BITING Aunt Maggie!!! Wayne bares his vampire teeth, and raises his vampire claws in an adorable scare, with the cutest little growl ever, laughing cheerfully as he chases Maggie through the trees, clearly thinking it's a game.

Meanwhile, Charlie bristles as he sees the glowing headlights of Vic's motorcycle up ahead, piercing through the descended dark. His annoyance is obvious, but you can almost sense his secret excitement, at having one last chance to kill her.

"Gunning for Mother of the Year?" Charlie scoffs, amused, looking hot as hell behind the Wraith, clenching the steering wheel, his head down, eyes narrowed and full of smouldering, black intent. It's a FANTASTIC face-off, as the Wraith screams down into the open field, Chris pressing HARD on the detonator, and the first bomb goes off in a spray of dirt and billowing smoke. Again here's where I found myself more than a little bit incredulous, wondering WHAT THE HELL IS THE WRAITH MADE OF!?!? I even giggled to myself, remembering what Chris had said. "I don't care if he's in a GOD DAMNED tank!!!" The Wraith remains unscathed, the gleaming black paint, not so much as scratched, as a second bomb, and then a third go off beneath it, to no detriment. Really!? The Wraith is NOT a tank, it's not even armoured, and while yes, it's a supernatural entity, it CANNOT DEFY THE LAWS OF PHYSICS!!! Baby, I'm sorry, I'm so don't want to see you harmed, but you put a blast beneath that undercarriage, it is going to send that car FLYING, flipping it over at the very least!!!

Back in the grove of trees, Wayne, still chasing Maggie, stops cold when Lou calls out to him.

"Dad..... is that you?" THANK GOD, I cry out tearfully, as Wayne recognizes him, and in a very human moment, runs and hugs his father so tight, snuggling his little head to his shoulder, Lou sighing relieved, as he holds his son at last. Happy tears become angry ones, however, and at first I was LIVID with Wayne, horrified as he sinks his tiny little fangs into Lou's shoulder, biting him hard. DON'T BITE YOUR FATHER!!!!! Why, Wayne, WHY!? But the second time I watched this episode, I noticed something soooo very important. Wayne doesn't show any signs of hostility, poses NO threat, UNTIL the first bomb goes off. This is NO coincidence. Charlie, you're too clever for your own good!!! I suspect, that once the transformation is complete, and the kids are connected to Father Christmas, they can sense when he's in danger, and their innate attack instinct takes over!!! Freaking brilliant, and yet also terrifying!!!

Vic curses under her breath, her foot slamming on the gas, helplessly, as the Triumph won't start, her knife failing her, as the Wraith, screams at her like a shot bullet, promising vengeance, and Charlie smirks, sadistic, knowing he's about to end this....... "Say Goodnight, Vic McQueen."

My heart clenches in my chest, barely breathing, the tears flooding my vision, watching through blurry eyes, knowing what he's going to do, before he even does it. Chris McQueen hurtles himself in front of Vic, selflessly sacrificing his life for hers, and the Wraith runs him over, crushing the back of his legs. as he collides with it. I screamed, I sobbed, and shook violently, stunned because my prayers had been answered....... Chris McQueen, has miraculously SURVIVED. He's alive...... he's alive...... I whisper, reassuring myself. While he's far from okay, surely suffering two crushed legs, unable to move, I'm just so happy to see him still breathing, still fighting.

"Perfect timing, Wayne," Charlie snickers, Vic screaming, "NO!" as Wayne hops back into the car. This is it, this is the moment, where it all goes so wrong. Charlie's holding all the cards, he's got Wayne in the car, he's subdued Vic and her father, neither of them can so much as move, and he listens, drinking in their anguished cries. All he had to do was drive away....... It was over. It was SUPPOSED to be over.

"Chris McQueen, a disappointment of a man, just like your father," Charles snarls, and I AM BEGGING him to stop, bawling, pleading frantic, my terrified voice shrill. "BABY NO!!!! BABY STOP!!! DON'T KILL CHRIS, PLEASE GOD, CHARLIE!!!!!" Tapping into a darkness, donning a heartlessness, unbecoming of our gentleman villain, Charlie looks Vic in the eye, as he does it, snapping Chris' neck with lethal force, killing him purely out of spite. The episode ends with her broken, mournful sob, and Chris' slain gaze, his eyes still full of tears, staring blankly at the camera.

My pain is deafening, my sorrow beyond all hope of any coherent expression as NOS4A2 suffers its greatest loss to date. It's an empty gesture, a callous act, uncharacteristic of the man that I love with all my heart, but who has hurt me something profound with this senseless murder. In what kind of CRUEL world, does an innocent man, who sacrifices himself for his daughter, who fought for eight years to be the kind of father she deserved, have to die, while an indecent evil like Bing Partridge gets to live!? Charlie, HOW could you!? This...... There's no honour in this. Charlie kills only as a last resort, and only in defense, he has a strict moral code, and is vehemently against violence without cause. This was unfeeling, unnecessary, and soulless. Yes, he knew Chris was a bad father from before, but surely in witnessing the valiant manner in which he'd flung himself in front of the car, with no thought for his own life, Charlie would have found him redeemed, he would have seen a father who'd do anything to protect his daughter, not so different from himself, and he would have felt SOMETHING!!!

Goodnight, Chris McQueen. You fought the good fight, you changed and made things right, and now at last you can find peace....... My heart is so heavy, I can't hold it, and crying here, I want him to know how wrong he was, thinking nobody would mourn him when he died. A thousand cry out, stricken with grief. Husband, Father, White Knight Redeemed, here lies Chris McQueen, a HERO who didn't die for nothing.........

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elejah-verse · 6 years ago

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An Officer and A Gentleman/3

Fanfiction

Elijah Mikaelson x reader/Elena Gilbert

Part 3

Intro: Elijah Mikaelson is a Navy Seals operative, same as Angel S. Booth. They are sent to Top Gun, navy strike fighter tactics instructor program, for a special course called the Hybrid Seals Program (this is fanfiction, so all is invented!). There he will meet the aero-space engineer and instructor Y/N/Elena Gilbert. Having their heart broken due to life’s circumstance and such - they will try to learn to love again.

a/n: thanks so much for reading this most unusual crossover. But, Dg is so dashing in uniform, so I guess I had to write Elijah Mikaelson as an Officer, who is also a gentleman! lol. xoxo

tags @rissyrapp20 @captainshurley @elejahforever @hides2000 @cassienoble2000

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Y/N/E and Elijah stood in awkward silence.

Y/N/E's heart, same as Elijah's thumped wildly. It was clear there was a burning attraction there. But there was also this invisible boundary between them. If they crossed it, there would be repercussions. They were very well aware of that. She was one of the instructors and he was one the Lieutenants she was instructing. And Y/N/E was a very ethical person. The alarm bells in her head were now on maximum and she stepped back, slipping -

"Thank you for the ride. Night."- and before her heart overrode her head she turned around walking in the building.

"Don't turn around. Don't turn around."- she muttered to herself as she walked to the stairs. And she didn't, though her heart wanted to.

And if she had, she would see Elijah standing, gazing at her leaving, like had done for so many times in the past few weeks.

He tried so hard to steady his feelings, rippling in his veins now. Whoa, he thought. How could he get so full on. It was inexplicable. He only felt this kind of rush with his College love, Antoinette, and it had not been that intensive. This was out of this world. Was it because she was off limits in a way? Must be. He could not explain to himself how he could be so moved. The truth was that the moment he saw her in the bar, it was like he saw a shining star. This is just a rebound? No, it can’t be. Like you have said to your friend. She is beautiful, smart, funny, and not necessarily in that order. Talking to her, being around her. listening the way she spoke in class. He knew that he had encountered a twin soul. This probably was all about her heart being destroyed by life’s bitching hand.

Flashback

Barbecue, Salvatore House

Elijah walked to the mantlepiece now seeing a photo of Stefan Salvatore, and a black ribbon on it. There beside it was also a photo of Y/N/E and Stefan happy and smiling.

Damon getting in with some beers, saw the Lieutenant gazing at the photo. Handing him a bottle of beer, he now said-

“Y/NE was my brother’s fiancé. They were supposed to get married just a - he was taken down in Afghanistan- a month before they - my mom still keeps the photo of them together - some things are hard to let go off.”

Elijah now took a swag of beer and said -

“Devastating doesn’t describe it, does it?”

“No.”- Damon said-”we still can’t believe he is not - here. And for her, I think it still is pretty hard”

What ever it was, he could not shake the moment. And if it was any other situation, he would have kissed her there and then.

Now, taking a deep breath he got on his motorbike and drove off.

In the apartment, Elena also tried to make sense of her feelings still rumbling inside her and the fact that it hit her hard.

"You have to cool it." - she said to herself. ��

That night in their respective beds, Elena floated away, thinking of the dreamy, sexy Lieutenant, wild thoughts now not letting her sleep, same as Elijah

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Meanwhile

Buffy sat down in the Ocean Drive Diner, ordering a Baja Burger and fries-

"Onion rings, too. Thank you."

"You don't plan on kissing anyone tonight!?" - Vicky, the waitress said.

"No."- Buffy said.

And as those words came out of her, Angel walked in

, her eyes now catching his as he turned to see if Elijah was there.

"Cola or?" - Vicky asked.

Buffy, who was in an another world for a second now shook her slightly saying what.

"What are you having to drink?"

"Just club water. Thanks." - Buffy now replied. As Vicky now went, Buffy made a little mental gulp as Angel was now approaching her table.

So far they had only communicated in the official capacity when needed in the class. Buffy avoided any other contact, but she knew that sooner or later they would meet in a social capacity.

"Evening" - Angel said.

"Hi."- Buffy slipped and - there it was - the awkward silence, but soon she broke it-”Don’t you want to sit down?”

“Yes - ahm - I didn’t want to - disturb you. I am looking for Elijah. We were supposed to meet here. To grab something to eat. And as per usual he is not answering his phone.”

“I have not seen him.”- Buffy said, he ocean blue eyes now beaming with a sweet kind of look, adding- “You can sit down, I don’t bite.”

Angel now laughed a bit, his nervousness sort of lifting as she smiled back at him.

“But you slay”- Angel now said as he sat down, adding-”the way you slashed Lockwood today - I would be -careful”

“You know how I hate smart ass comment. He had it coming for days.”- Buffy said.

Vicky was now back with the drinks and Angel basically ordered the same as the bold instructor.

“What he doesn’t know is that I have actually been in Afghanistan, and Congo”- Buffy now said.

“You have?”- Angel was surprised to hear it.

“Yep. But you have to keep this one to yourself.”- Buffy said.

“You - did you work for - SIS?”

Buffy now just gave the Lieutenant a confirming look.

“After - the split with Andrew - I just went dark.”- Buffy now said openly.

Angel now looked at her with great compassion gleaming from his eyes-

“I am so sorry about - you know - the baby and - also- I really need to apologize for me back then coming to the wedding -”

“Thanks- and hey - can we put all that behind us? A lot had happened since and - I am not the same person anymore- well - I am and I am not. I have to say that - seeing your name down on the list when I got here- kind of surprised me. I thought you would stay in Washington.”

“Same as you - life throws you this curveball and - one morning you wake up and - take a road - and end up here”- Angel said.

“I read your file. It’s really impressive. And you being here is not surprising really - I thought that you always had it in you to save the world”- Buffy said with a little smile on her face.

“Please - that is a huge exaggeration. I just - went to forget about -”- and he stopped there, now looking at her with his piercing dark eyes. Buffy knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Me”- she slipped.

Angel now nodded. He could not longer hide what was enclave deep in his soul.

He gulped and then said-

“This is so not appropriate right now- but - I - never stopped - loving you”

Buffy now stretched her hand out and putting on his said-

“I didn’t either.”

____

In the morning

Y/N/E met up with Buffy at the diner for breakfast.

"Just coffee for me."- Buffy said.

"I'll have bagle and cream cheese and a fruit bowl. OJ. Thanks. " -Y/N/E said.

"You got a new car!?" - Buffy now remarked as she saw Y/N/E get out of a different car earlier.

"No.The battery went on the Porsche and Kai gave me this one till they look at it. The alternator is not working right. But I am thinking of buying a new car."

"The Porsche is such a great vintage thing."

"Yes, but it was never really my thing. I prefer something more reliable. I think I am going to get a jeep. That car was -" Y/N/E- sighed-"Stefan's."

"Oh-" - Buffy let out.

"Yeah. I - held onto it - to kind of be close to him. And- it keeps breaking down all the time. He knew how to repair it. So loved working on it. I am going to give it to Damon."

Y/N/E now swayed to another topic-

"Ready for the karaoke night on Saturday?"

"Pretty much." - Buffy replied.

"Great. You have to meet all of my friends. They will love you. We managed to get Caroline over. We need one more girl so we can have a band"

"I can't sing."- Buffy said.

"I can't either. Caroline will be the front girl, and we will just be back-ups."- Y/N/E said.

“All right -”- Buffy smiled, and by the way her eyes sparkled a bit, Y/N/E now asked-

"Did something happen?"

"Happen?"- Buffy said innocently.

“Yeah. You have that smile and a - glow on your face.”

"Yeah - ahm -Angel got to the diner last night and we - talked"- Buffy said.

"Broke the ice?" - Elena said.

"More. We - kissed and - huh- but you really have to keep this to yourself- you know "- Buffy replied now flashing back to the night before.

“My lips are sealed. So happy for you!”- Y/N/E said, and now told her her friend why Elijah didn' t show up.

"Yeah, he took me home." - Elena said casually.

"He seems like a good guy. Angel talked about him like he is his brother."-Buffy said.

"I saw their rapsheet. They've been through some real tough things."

"Yes, I've read it."- Buffy said and added- "He is a real Maverick. Rescued the whole squad single handed."

"Though it was too risky." - Y/N/E said-"he seems to be totally fearless."

"They wouldn't be here if they weren't?!" - Buffy remarked.

"Yeah, you're right." - Y/NE sipped her OJ thinking of Elijah, but then she shook her head and now asked Buffy what song they should choose to sing.

💜

In the baracks, Angel had the biggest smile on, which slightly annoyed Elijah, though he was happy for his friend.

“Ok- you either tell me what the Hell is so great that you had to smile like a Cheshire cat?”

"Buffy and I - oh, it was amazing. We could talk. Really talk. And it was so good. And - "- being a gentleman, he didn’t say, but it was easy for Elijah to put two and two together. His eyes now were wide-eyed, and now said-

"Whoa. You - made up ?! I am happy for you, man."

"Yeah. But, what happened? Where were you?" - Angel asked.

"Just - needed time off - went on a bike ride. Needed to - vent" - Elijah said.

"Y/N/E?!" - Angel stated.

"What?"

"Well - Goose saw you ride off with her." - Angel said.

"Damn. Does anything go unnoticed?" - Elijah was miffed a bit.

"Seriously?! Don't you know where you are?"

"Yeah, I do."

"You got it bad, ha?"- Angel wanted to know more as Elijah was obviously in the dumps.

Elijah sighed and said honestly-

"I don't know what's happening? I can't stop thinking about her. It's mad."- Elijah poured a bit of his soul out.

"You didn't, did you?" - Angel now said referring to Elijah having tried something on.

"No. But -" - Elijah now exhaled-" I nearly kissed her. And - I know that it's not right."

"Cause she the instructor?!"

"Yep." - Elijah said-"I have to cool it."

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

The two officers now got to the flight hanger and soon were only concentrated on the test flight with the new jets.

Days went by, and both Y/N/E and Elijah acted in a very professional manner. Having just exchanged a little chat about her new Jeep Wrangler, as he saw her click it open.

"So, you gave up on the Porsche?"

"Yes. It - constantly needed repairs."

"Did you sell it? It's just - a great classic car - and - I'd like to but it?!"

"Oh- it's not for sale." - Y/N/E said.

"Right. I just thought - if -" - Elijah said.

Y/N/E cut in before he could finish and somewhat abrasively said-

"I gave it away."

"Ok- Right. I - see you around." - Elijah said-”I am sorry I asked-”

“I’m sorry I - reacted the way I did- ahm- I’m kind of busy - so - later.”

“Yeah-”- Elijah now said.

Y/N/E put her sun glasses on and got in the car. She hated the way she brushed him off, but, suddenly the talk of the car, and it being Stefan's, brought all the old memories of ex-fiance back, and mixed with her current mashed up emotions, she just got all worked up.

Arriving at Damon's apartment building she parked up. She sat there and suddenly broke down crying.

Life was such a crazy mess, she thought. She now thought of Stefan, who found her sitting outside her school, all lost, writing in her diary.

◀️"Hey- I heard about your - parents- your mom and stepdad"

Y/N/E looked up at the cadet and sighed, tearful.

"I know it's not the end of the world to find out that they are getting divorced, but - everything just sucks. "

"Yes. Life's a bitch. But you got to get up and - just go and kick ass."

Y/N/E looked at the young man a bit taken aback.

"I tell myself that - nearly every day - and - sometimes it helps."

"Sometimes?!" - Y/N/E said.

"Well, there are good and bad days. We all get confused, overwhelmed by stuff. It's really mad out there, but - kicking ass - well- doing the best you can - best you can give from yourself is the thing. At least I believe so."- Stefan said.

"You do, ha?" - Y/NE said.

"Yeah. I do. Come on. Wallowing is nit going to make it better. My mom would always say that Scarlett O'Hara got it right."

"What? Tomorrow's a new day?" - Y/N/E said.

"Exactly."- Stefan said - "Come on - Ocean Drive has the best chocolate ice-cream"◀️

The incisive ringing of Y/N/E's phone brought her back from her thoughts. She answered it, wiping her tears off-

"Yes, Damon. I am here. Hey - do you have any chocolate ice-cream? - it's ok. I'll get some. Right. I'll be there in a jiff."

That night, she spent with Kai and Damon, pouring her heart out about a certain Lieutenant Mikaelson.

💜The next day

Caroline arrived for the grand opening of her and Enzo's bar.

Enzo, who once played in a band in High School, now took the guitar and jammed a bit, humming a song. Caroline, making sandwiches and coffee looked at her boyfriend lovingly.

Life was good, she thought, thinking of the baby and all that they had achieved so far.

The doorbell rang, and Caroline went to open it.

"Ahh, finally -" - Caroline said hugging her friend.

" I will leave you two to your girls thing" - Enzo said putting the guitar down-"see you at the bar."

"Yeah, later." - Caroline said as she exchanged a little lips-puckering kiss with her boyfriend. Then turned to Y/N/E -

"I want to hear everything in detail. Kai said you had a whole tub of chocolate ice-cream all by yourself."

"I knew it would go viral." - Y/N/E joked as she sat down on the sofa-"but first you - how are you and the baby."

"We are fine."- Caroline smiled happily-"only you know, so -"

"Of course" - Y/N/E said-"my lips are -zipped!"

"Seriously, come on- what's going on- is he coming to the opening?"

"I don't know."- Y/N/E said and now told her friend about the brush off she gave Elijah.

"Does it have to be - serious?" - Caroline said-"if you feel like - a hook up is ok?!"

"I - oh- I don't know why I - I' m 30, and yet - hook up is a big deal to me - but you know me -"

"Yeah- we know you - it's about falling in love and - he has to be the one -" - Caroline said and then abruptly stopped as Y/N/E's eyes watered.

"Sorry -" - Caroline said as she felt by mentioning 'the one' it was bringing Stefan back, as Y/N/E said that he was the one.

"This is it - I - feel - there are like these feelings when I am around him" - she emphasised the him - "everything inside of me goes flipping - and - I never had that. I - didn't have with Stefan - I didn't go crazy - like - OMG - I so wanted him to kiss me that night. And it's not right." - Y/N/E huffed.

"It's the classic case of hot attraction. I think that you should just - hook up - and get it out of your system. And it's all right, Y/N/E. No one will judge you." - Caroline said.

"I don't know." - Y/N/E exhaled.

"I asked Kai - from scale 1-10 of hottness - he said that Elijah is - 100."- Caroline now said-"and if Elijah was into him, like he said the way you said it was electric between you two that night - he would not think twice."

"Yeah - all right - but then I have to work with him - I mean - you know"

"A hook up is a hook up. It's not - biggy- you're both adults."- Caroline said-"and he is probably soon deployed somewhere"

"Yeah, you're right. I don't know why I am making a big deal out of this." - Y/N/E said.

"Cuz it's - the first someone you - have feelings for - whatever they are" - Caroline said.

"Yeah - I never though there could be anyone - ever again"

"Hey - it's good - and talking about good things - what are we going to sing tonight? Oh, I don't know what I am going to wear."- Caroline was in her party organizing mode again. She now went with Y/N/E to the bedroom to show the dresses she had bought.

💜

Hours later

Mystic Ocean Bar

The place was buzzing with people, waiting for it to be officially open.

Caroline and Enzo both went to the stage welcoming everyone and with just saying-

"The bar is open. The first round is on the house!"

The grand party sort of started.

Y/N/E, was there already with Damon, Kai and Buffy, as well as some of their friends as well. The karaoke was in full swing, proven to be a great idea.

The only thing was that Elijah and Angel were no show, Even though Angel had asked Buffy if she was going to the opening, and she had confirmed she was.

Where were they?

Both Elijah and Angel were called in by the Commander.

"Gentleman, we have a situation in the Pacific. By the first reports by Sunny, you two are the only one who are the most familiar with the new F-14. You are to fly out at 7:00 to the USS Enterprise. You will get all the further details there. Dismissed." - the Commander said.

As they got out of Commander Saltzmann's office, the two officers went to pack the essentials.

"Here we go."- Angel said.

"Yeah"- Elijah just let out.

"So, Y/N/E wrote a good report!? That means that she thinks you're good. So the thing in the class saying that you shouldn't have done the manoeuvre was right. I don't get it." - Angel stated.

"Well, I don't either." - Elijah said.

"Ok. We still got time to go to the bar. For one drink at least -" - Angel now said.

"You go. I'm going to bail." - Elijah said.

"Oh, come on! Don't be a total party breaker." "You'll be with Buffy and I - just -"

"You're telling me that you don't want to see her before we go?! You really cooled on her?!"

Elijah just looked at his friend, but said nothing. And the look said it all. He was far from being cool about Y/N/E.

Angel looked back at Elijah meaning - suit yourself, and got out of the room.

Elijah laid on his bed for a second and then jumped like something had stung him and rushed out, catching up with Angel.

💜❇️

As they got to the bar, they could see that the singing and dancing was on full swing and that everyone was having a great time.

Buffy waved at Angel as she saw them come in. Both of them now went to the bar, where Y/N/E was also sitting.

She and Elijah now just exchanged a hey, with Elijah making a remark about how the place was on fire.

"It's all thanks to Caroline. She is a party Queen." - Y/NE said.

And talking about the party Queen, she now went up to the stage, taking the mic-

"Ok. This is a song I won the 80s karaoke night, which is - important - for many reasons" - Caroline looked at Enzo with a smile and then continued - "ok- everyone find a partner to dance. It's called Coming Around Again."

She now gestured Enzo to start the song on the machine.

As the song started, Angel put a hand out to Buffy for a dance. Following his act, Elijah did the same. Y/NE took it and thet both now went to what was a huge makeshift dance podium. As Elijah rested his hands on Y/N/E's waist, the brunettes felt like her breathing would stop. She tried hard not to look at hi, cause she was sure her look would betray her.

💟... I know nothing stays the same But if you're willing to play the game It's coming around again So don't mind if I fall apart There's more room in a broken heart

And I believe in love But what else can I do I'm so in love with you

I know nothing stays the same But if you're willing to play the game It's coming around again I know nothing stays the same But if you're willing to play the game It's coming around again

I believe in love What else can I do

I'm so in love with you

Love is coming around again 💟

Y/N/E now got out of Elijah's dance hug and went out of the bar.

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