No Word From Stefan

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I haven't ventured back into Mystic Falls in years, and I mean years. It's not my ideal destination, however...I haven't heard from my brother Stefan in over twenty years. Which, for a vampire, that's nothing. But Lexi contacted me and said that she hasn't heard from him, either.

I ran into her while I was in Tennessee, the last that she heard of Stefan was that he was heading back home. The old Mystic Falls. Oh, how I do not miss it. I was hoping she said Nevada, but hey, we can't all win. 

I checked my watch, it was three AM. I've been driving four hours already. Half way there. I passed the "Charlotte, North Carolina" sign and I started to look for a hotel. After I passed a couple, I decided on Ivey's. 

They have a bar, and I need bourbon. 



(Okay, very short first chapter! I'm sorry; it's more like an intro. Will write more later. My mind is too tired tonight. xx)

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