Nian Isn't Gone.

Chapter 22 (Last)

3 years later

Ninas P.O.V
- "Are you almost ready?" I yelled through the house.

I was wearing a dark purple dress, with Black heals and some makeup.

He walked down the stairs, in a black tux, with a blue tie.

I smiled at him.

"You look beautiful." He said, grabbing my hand.

"You look very handsome." I giggled.

"Bye boys!" I yelled again.

"Bye Mommy, bye dad!" Damon yelled.

"Bye mom, bye daddy!" Stefan followed his lead.

A babysitter was here to watch them.

"Thank you again, Corrie." I shook her hand, as she was walking upstairs.

"No problem, have a great night!" She chirped.

We nodded and walked out the door.

"I love you."

"I love you too." I responded.

"Sorry I couldn't hear that."

"I love you too, Paul." I smiled up at him and pecked his lips.

Yes, I am married to the one and only Paul Wesley.

We got into the car, and started driving to the new bar, that opened last Friday.

As we arrived, I got this chill down my spine, like something weird was gonna happen. I shrugged it off, and followed Paul.

We walked in, I glanced around the bar. My eyes landed on a man, black hair, his back was facing me.

He turned a little towards the bar tender.

I silently gasped.

It was Ian.

We went and sat down at a table. There was live jazz playing.

The music stopped and the singer announced.

"Next up, Ian Somerhalder, probably the best guy that I know on piano!"

Ian walked up, not yet noticing me. He sat down on the piano seat.

He looked at the crowd, scanning from back to front.

His eyes landed on me, they glanced at Paul, and hurt shot over his eyes for a quick second.

Paul gave my hand a squeeze.

I connected eyes with Ian and he just turned toward the piano.

He played smooth and the song was wonderful. There was no singing, but it was amazing. 

Paul had gotten up, signaling were leaving, about 1 hour later.

Paul's was out the door already, but I turned back.

I connected eyes With Ian one last time.

I smiled at him, he smiled back.

That electricity shot through me once again. Every time I see him.

I nodded my head as a good bye. He smiled and he nodded his.

I left, thinking about him. 

Paul had the car pulled up, and was waiting patiently.

I got in and smiled at Paul.

We ended up driving back home.

"Boys! Were home!" Paul yelled.

If your wondering why Ian doesn't have the kids. It's because he only gets them in the summer, and it's winter.

I haven't seen him, in the past 3 years. He always sends his driver to get them.

It wasn't my idea for him only to have them in that time. It was his. He said he had to much work during the year.

Summer was his break as well.

I smiled as I hugged the boys. Paul joined the hug.

I paid the babysitter, and we put the boys to bed.

Me and Paul got into bed, him in only boxers and me in underwear and a shirt.

"Good night." I whispered.

"Goodnight." He responded.

"I love you." He finished.

"I love you too."

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I gasped, shooting up. What was that? That was like a second life, it was so weird.

"Nina!" Ian was by my side. I was in the hospital.

"Your awake! Nina! Nina!" It was Ian. That was so weird.

What just happened.

"Nina, You have been asleep for 3 years." He said.

"Everyone had been putting in money to keep you going."

I nodded and Paul walked in with Phoebe, hand in hand, rings on there ring finger.

I smiled.

I looked towards Ian and he kissed me gently.

Doctors rushed in.

I had to take tests and stuff.

I wasn't allowed to leave until 2 weeks went by and everything was ok.

Ian gasped and ran out of the room.

Ian came back in the room with two boys.

Then it hit me.

Tears sprung to my eyes.

"Oh my god. Damon, Stefan." I gasped, pulling them onto the bed, and hugging them.

"Mommy!" They both yelled, hugging me back.

"God Nina, I am never letting you go, ever."

"I love you." I smiled.

"I love you too forever and ever and ever."

"And ever."