Synopsis: The lives and loves of a group of lesbians and bisexuals in Los Angeles. The characters date, get into committed relationships, consider having families, hook up, break up, question their sexuality, stay in the closet, come out or sleep around - sometimes all of the above.

A/N: Because there's just not enough Vampire Diaries Femslash! A jambalaya of pairings but endgame: Bonnie/ Katherine, Caroline/ Rebekah, Elena/ Hayley

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Let's Get this Party Started

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Heat licked Rebekah's face as soon as her private jet touched down at the airport. She stepped off the plane and onto the steaming hot tarmac and narrowed her eyes against the blistering sun before lifting her sunglasses off her head to cover her eyes. Las Vegas was just one big acrid desert with too many damn neon lights but she had nothing better to do during the Christmas season. A heat wave shimmered above the tarmac. The sweltering heat stuck to her like second skin as her eyes darted up to the soaring palm trees swaying in the dry Vegas air.

Finally she took in the red Ferrari waiting for her. It was sleek, low, and sexy not quite unlike the woman who was leaning against it. She was looking sexy in a white pencil dress and Rebekah wondered how many lap records she could break with those legs. Speaking of legs, the blonde's nude pumps made her legs look endless and Rebekah's mind churned with positions where she could wrap those legs around her waist, positions where those legs could straddle her and cradle her. She considered the blonde to be a great midlife-crisis lay just like the Ferrari she'd thought to fetch her with. Problem was at thirty, Rebekah was nowhere near a midlife-crisis.

"Hi, I'm Caroline, the de Martel's casino host" she held out her hand, her eyes crinkling at the corners when she smiled.

"What happened to Aurora?" Rebekah quizzed, her eyes travelling the other girl's form in the figure hugging dress. She held Caroline's gaze much like she held her hand but fought the temptation to brush her thumb against the back of her hand.

"She's handling other areas in the casino but she sent me to take care of you" Caroline replied, rubbing her hands together after Rebekah freed her from her grasp.

"To take care of me huh?" she cocked her head, a flicker of amusement flashing in her deep blue eyes.

"She specifically asked me to get you whatever you need" she nodded firmly and opened the car door for Rebekah.

"That sounds promising" she mused, taking in the car and the passenger seat again before walking around the automobile to open the driver's door herself. Caroline watched quietly as Rebekah eased herself into the driver's seat before beckoning her with her head. She climbed into the passenger seat, hands folded on her lap.

"I prefer to drive" Rebekah told her, putting the car into gear.

"Miss Mikaelson, I'm very good at what I do and I'm at your beck and call twenty four seven" Caroline prattled and fidgeted with her seat belt before the car lurched forward, speeding down the fiery tarmac.

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Balloons tumbled from the ceiling and the crowd was twelve deep at the bar. Katherine pushed her way through the revelling crowd, scrolling down her phone. There was a new message from Lexi cancelling their cocktail date again. Katherine didn't even know why she even bothered. She'd tried this relationship crap and honestly she didn't get what the big deal was about people wanting to be in relationships because relationships sucked.

When she finally reached the bustling bar, she rapped her knuckles on the wooden counter in an attempt to get the attention of the barman but it was too noisy. Jabbing another patron in the ribs with her elbow, she pushed her middle finger and thumb into her mouth and let out a piercing whistle. The barman whirled around and Katherine lifted a finger to beckon him over to her.

"You look like something I could sink my teeth into" a voice said behind her and Katherine glanced back over her shoulder. She dragged her brown eyes down the woman's slender form, brow quirked in blatant appraisal. When she was done taking stock of the white, fitted tank top, black leather pants, dog tags hanging around her neck and the dark tousled hair she was raking casually with her hand, Katherine's eyes finally drifted back to the woman's face and rested there.

"Can I buy you a drink?" Kat asked, resting one elbow on the counter and motioning to the barman.

"As long as you let me buy the next round" the woman replied, an amused smile playing on her lips. After collecting their drinks, a mojito for Kat and a beer for the stranger, Katherine turned around and smiled at her new bar mate.

"I'm Katherine" she smiled, clinking her glass against the stranger's beer bottle.

"Bonnie. What shall we drink to?" she arched her eyebrow, her hazel eyes studying the contours of Katherine's lips.

"To new beginnings?"

"How about to coffee and waffles over breakfast?" Bonnie asked, biting her lower lip. She certainly didn't waste time, Katherine thought and perhaps that just what she needed tonight.

"Now you're talking" a smirk spread across Katherine's face as she took her first sip from her glass.

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A/N: Let me know if this is a fic that might interest you. It will be M rated, naturally.