It seemed like forever;; Alaric&Abigail

It had been a few months since Alaric had been released from the tombs and let out back into the world again to face his vampirism with people all around him with pumping veins that his inner vampire craved for. His human hunter mentality did not crave the blood and even resisted it for the sake of hating his vampire nature. Though he was “cured” of his insanity, inner turmoil of the demon and the angel raged within him. Alaric still a lot of issues within himself to work out. He was one complicated individual and life had always been tough of him. Sometimes he wondered why his life had taken this path, was he meant to live this long? Or should have died the first time he was killed, even with the Gilbert Family Ring on his finger? Alaric just wanted to find a place and be “normal” for once.

For a while, Alaric Saltzman was starting to feel like he had fit in Mystic Falls. He was considered a step father to Jeremy and Elena Gilbert and acted like their father figure and would do anything to protect him. Then the originals had to come into the picture and screw with everything. Sighing, Alaric laid in his bed and laid there thinking about his past. A part of him was telling him to stop complaining about everything and enjoy his new life that he was given. Now he was powerful and practically unstoppable. The only thing he feared about that was how he could lose control someday and end up killing all of those that he cared about. Alaric thought he was just a walking time bomb, but in time those thoughts would fade away. He just needed time to adjust and deal with his own demons..literally.

Suddenly, there was a knock on his apartment door. His eyes narrowed and eye brows crumpled, he was wondering who that could possibly be. His blue eyes shifted over to the clock on the nightstand and it was still quite early, well, about 9 o’clock or so. Sighing, he picked himself out of bed before placing a shirt on and walking out in basketball shorts and muffled hair, a sign he had just gotten out of bed. Quickly trying to fix his hair with little success, he looked through the eyehole and looked. A spout of confusion arose when the face rung no bell in his mind...but the view was skewed. Unlocking his door, he opened the door and right when he opened it and met the eyes of a young girl no older that sixteen years or so, she had blurted out her name with his last name and called herself his daughter.

Alaric nearly choked and froze in his place. His breathing indeed stopped as he searched for words. Was he still sleeping? Who was this young girl before him? Was she telling the truth? Alaric started to search his mind for what woman could have had a child that he had slept with. There was Isobel, but never when he was around her had he seen her pregnant, there was no possible was. All of the other options did not seem valid either, for Jenna had passed away quite early into their relationship and Meredith was not an option either. Shaking his head and standing there with his mouth agape, he rubbed his eyes and mumbled out, ”Abigail Saltzman?....Well I am Alaric Saltzman..are you sure about being my daughter?” That was all he could blurt out for now, he was still in shock about the few small words she had just told him.

He then opened up his door to her and said, ”Come in, come in. We need to clear things up.” As he waited for her to come inside, he looked outside of his apartment to see if this was a prank by someone, but no one was around. Then he finally asked, ”Who is the mother if I am the father?” Alaric asked with his eyes still full of somewhat fear and confusion towards the female’s words.

Alaric opened the door for the young woman that claimed to be his daughter and his body started to instantly become awake and alert. He did not even recognize that she had tears falling from her face. Alaric’s face softened at the sight of her now but her face had hardened when he spoke his words that doubted that Alaric could ever be her father. Though, Alaric was being genuine with his confusion since he could not have known a situation where any of the past women in his life have been pregnant. The female’s face called out to him, and that was when he saw it. Pausing as she walked into the doorway, everything went into slow motion as he saw the features that were similar to his own. The eye color was different, but the eye shape was similar, the jaw shape, the hair color was that of....Isobel. Alaric froze in his place and his mental thoughts ceased altogether because he mindlessly closed the door. Abigail’s face had turned stone cold to his words, but he not mean to make her feel bad or to discourage her. Wouldn’t that be anyone’s first reaction to a kid showing up at your door and claiming to be yours?

Alaric had never been in this situation before, but he realized that maybe it was a possibility at this point. Were the tears she cried for him? Had she been waiting for this moment her entire life? ”I’m- I’m sorry about how I said that...I didn’t mean it like that.” He stumbled with his words, he just had woken up and did not know how to react to everything so quickly. Once closing the door, he turned around to find her looking around his apartment and analyzing it...was this girl really his daughter? Alaric cocked his head to the side as he observed her head from behind, trying to make sense of it all. Alaric was lost for words and kept silent as he walked into the kitchen, close by to where she had just seated, then feeling rude for not offering her a seat in the first place. Alaric cleared his throat and then listened to her speak, saying she was his daughter and guessed her genes can more from him than her mother...Alaric observed her face once again as she did to him at the same time, ”Yes, I am starting to see the resemblance now..” He quietly noted.

As she giggled at her comment, Alaric couldn’t help but smile lightly and wanted to come over and wipe away her tears, an odd feeling he got that he really was his daughter and wanted to comfort her. Abigail told him that she moved from a small town out of Virginia, where Isobel Flemming was born....and how she left her there. Ric’s face filled with utter shock, worry and sadness. Not being able to help himself, he walked over to Abby and bent down in front of her and watched as her tears continued to fall some more. His hand then covered his mouth as his mouth fell agape at the thought of Isobel having a child that was now right in front of him. How could she not tell him?! Anger at Isobel spurred within him now. His eyes looked off to the side as she explained that she was getting papers from school and a woman had mentioned Alaric’s name and so was led there. So that was how she found him, well that was convenient. When she said that she felt it was worth it, Ric looked up at her and smiled once again. But that smile soon faded when she asked where her mother was and he stood up once again to lean up on the kitchen countertop.

Alaric deeply sighed and that perhaps was going to be a sign for Abigail that the results weren’t going to be positive. ”Abigail...I am just as shocked as you are about all of this. I am deeply thrilled, but I had no idea and believe me, if I did I would have sought you out a very long time ago.” His words were the truth. ”Isobel....left me a while ago, so infatuated with the fact of...vampires..that she left me and became a vampire..turned by a guy I consider my friend now.” Now that he thought about it, it was a sick thought that the man he considered his best friend now was the one to turn his wife into a vampire. Rubbing his face with both of his hands, he sighed once again. ”But Abigail...she walked into the sun and...died.” Alaric had far moved on from her and got over everything, but now talking about it once again and seeing as how he now had a daughter, he was really starting to find Isobel selfish beyond belief. Alaric then couldn’t help himself but turn around and punch the countertop in the kitchen. It then left a deep gouge in the tiles and Alaric almost wanted to break down and sob...

But now his little outburst would open a whole new can of worms. Alaric pulled back his hand to find no injury on his hand, not even the smallest cut. Turning back around to Abigail, he started. ”This town..this world is full of many things that you may not know about.. Vampires, werewolves, angels, demons and all of the other supernatural.” Looking down, he continued. ”I became a vampire hunter after I thought that a vampire had taken Isobel, little did I know, she wanted to leave me and turn into a vampire....So my whole life searching and hunting was a lie. I moved to this town because I heard she was here...I found out that a vampire named Damon Salvatore had turned her a long time again, in 2007 and he had been alive ever since, but she then killed herself..or was compelled to do so.” Pausing, he looked up to see her reaction to it all, not sure if she was comprehending everything or wanted to run away screaming after seeing that he had punched the countertop with no effort and no injuries.