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And All the Years to Come: Part I

Summary: Requested fic for hwolf. Continuation of Through His Eyes. Seven years later, Stefan and Freya are raising their two children, and trying to live their happily ever after. However, life in Mystic Falls is never quiet for long, and one of Stef's old enemies is having a comeback. Ft. Klaroline. Delena. Bonenzo.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries. That would be Warner Brothers, CW, etc.

Hello, my lovely readers. I hope you enjoy the fic, and if you haven't already, check out Through His Eyes. On with the show…

And All the Years to Come Part I:

Seven years ago, Stefan Salvatore met Freya Mikaelson under the most unusual of circumstances: his spirit was magically transferred into her brother, Klaus Mikaelson's body, thanks to Hope. Klaus' little girl had found that she did not need to apologize because her baby hijinks led to quite a bit of happiness for her family members. Of course, not everything could be happily ever after every day.

"Stop throwing the oatmeal!" Faith Mikaelson shouted. Her eyes were wide and she glared at her little brother. "Daddy! Make him stop!" Faith pointed a pink polished finger nail at her brother. Her dark blue eyes burned a hole in the giggling four-year-old in question.

Sighing, Stefan turned away from the stove. "Mike, please, your mom's going into work this morning. And Daddy's late with his new article."

"Daddy!" Mike cried before he flung a spoonful of oatmeal at Stefan's face.

"Oh my," Freya's voice filled the air as the oatmeal stilled an inch from Stefan's nose. Her smile made Stefan's undead heart skip a beat. He still could not believe that they'd been married for nine years. Every day that he woke up and caught sight of his wife, he had to wrap his arms around her to make sure she really did exist.

"Oh, Mikael." Freya shook her head at her little boy who sent her a sweet smile. "Look at you." Oatmeal decorated the sailor style t-shirt Stefan had tugged over his son's head this morning. "We're going to be late for school. You don't want to be late, do you?" Freya inquired, placing a finger at the tip of her son's nose and wriggling it as her own nose wrinkled.

"No, Mommy!" Mike replied.

"Can't we just get a new Mikael?" Faith groaned, shoving her oatmeal around in her bowl as she placed a balled fist under the side of her head, her elbow coming down on the table top, and her eyes searching the cooling food for an answer.

"Fae," Freya said, her voice on the edge of scolding. But a gentle hand came down on the top of her daughter's head and she pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "You'll have plenty of hours in school when you don't have to worry about Mike."

"Fine." Faith groaned. She turned her eyes to Stefan. "Can I go and play before school?"

"Uh…sure." Stefan caught Freya giving him a sceptical look and he shrugged. Being a vampire, who tried to play at being a normal human guy every day always felt kind of strange for him. He wished one day he could be free of his vampirism. However, as long as he lived he knew he could watch over his children.

"Honey, go upstairs and find a clean shirt," Freya said, picking Mike up off his chair and setting him on his feet.

"O-kay!" Mike ran from the room and Freya let out a quiet chuckle. "I would ask how your morning has been, but I think I can see how." Freya made her way over to slip her arms around Stefan's neck.

"Good morning to you, too," Stefan said. He leaned down, kissing his wife and running his hands up and down her back. "Did you sleep well?"

"Better than I did when you and Damon went on that little trip and nearly got killed by that crazed coven leader." Freya eyed Stefan. "You are never leaving with Damon—without me—again." She eyed him sternly and Stefan nodded slowly.

"Yes, Mrs. Salvatore." Stefan watched Freya's eyes begin to glow as he used her name. "Freya Salvatore."

"I have to go to work," Freya murmured as Stefan moved to kiss her neck and she let out a quiet moan.

"Just a couple of minutes in the pantry," Stefan whispered, hands going into her hair before going back down to pick her up.

Freya wrapped her legs around his waist and laughed as he moved to carry her into the pantry. That's when someone coughed. "Sorry to interrupt."

"Klaus," Stefan groaned. In all of these years, Niklaus Mikaelson still had no manners, tact or wiliness to use the perfectly functional doorbell. "What do you want?"

"Freya. It seems that Hope might be getting up to a bit of mischief in her classes and I was hoping my sister and I might have a word or two on the subject." Klaus eyed Freya before he shot Stefan a wicked smile. "And I did so enjoy your fascinating coverage of the Miss Mystic Falls ceremony. Caroline especially found joy in the part in which you said: 'The judges' continued efforts to award the prize of Miss Mystic based on a young woman's physical attributes and ability to practice outmoded, archaic behavior. This leaves our daughter and our sons to worry less about intellectual pursuits which are fulfilling the patriarchal norms set forth centuries ago.'"

Sighing, Stefan ran a hand through his hair. "Yes. I listened to Caroline's voicemail, last night, three times, and I will come and talk to her later today."

"You might wish to allow her a day or so to cool down," Klaus advised. His smile said he found the whole thing rather amusing. "Sister." He moved to leave the room.

Dismounting from Stefan's waist, Freya sighed. "Rain check?"

"Always," Stefan replied. If only this were the only complication in their happy life.

Thank you for reading, liking, reblogging and following. 😊

-J

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Though His Eyes: Ch. 17

Hello, my lovely readers. Stefan needs to put on his hero-hair. On with the show…

Chapter 17: This is Not How Our Story Ends

Being side-lined did not make Stefan particularly happy. He felt accustomed to putting on his hero hair as Damon put it. Right now, they expected him to sit around and wait for a call. Even Damon had gone out with Bonnie, to try to keep an ear to the ground in case anyone opened their big mouths about any of The Trio's plans.

Freya and Caroline left, hours ago. Elijah sat in a chair, worrying away at his new mark while Stefan stood by the balcony, staring into the street and waiting for someone to come back home.

"They're coming!" Rebekah called out. She appeared on the balcony beside Stefan.

"Freya?" Stefan asked, turning to his ex.

"Klaus and Caroline, too," Marcel said, popping up next to Rebekah. "The plan worked. Cami's safe. I sent her through the underground system with some of my trusted guys. She'll be safe. For now."

"She'll be back," Rebekah said with an eye roll. "Some humans don't know any better." Her eyes connected with Stefan and they both seemed to think of Elena for a moment before Rebekah let out a sigh. "Best to go down and find out if all is well."

The moment that Freya, Caroline and Klaus were inside the compound, Rebekah pounced on them with questions. "How did you get out? Why did you go in the first bloody place? Are you trying to get yourselves killed?" She had her hands on her hips and Klaus strode over and hugged her.

Groaning, Rebekah accepted the hug before she pulled back. "Davina's out looking for a cure for what ails, Elijah. Freya, I assume that now that we're all back together, you're free to help her."

"We have a little problem," Caroline said. She gave Klaus a long look. "In his desire to be super-dramatic Klaus kind of killed Aurora. So, we were thinking that –"

"You did what?" Elijah stumbled down the side stairs, looking worse-for-wear and Stefan went to hold the Original up. "Are you mad, Niklaus, did you think of the kind of fury you will have unleashed on –"

Klaus let out a loud laugh and Stefan stiffened at the sounds his mouth was making. "Come, brother, you know you would not allow these three to live. Not after they came for us all." He smiled, moving toward the side door. "Let us go inside and have a drink. Talk about this like civilized people."

Elijah scowled but followed Klaus into the house. "You know that Tristan will find out what you have done and he will be seeking revenge."

"Yes. And when he shows his face here, a second time, we will be ready for him," Klaus said. "The last time he caught us with our guard down. We also have the added bonus of being in our right minds. None of us are grief-stricken, to be easily taken unawares."

Thank you for reading, liking, reblogging and following. 😊

Peace,

-J

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i am getting so bad with shipping. stefan and freya share one glance and i already ship it.

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Stefan and Freya tho! I'm kinda into it

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Anyone else want to ship Stefan and Freya? I mean he already dated one Mikaelson sister. Why not go for the other one?

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