A/N: Yes, I have finally started rewriting this series, FOR REAL THIS TIME. It needed to happen, mainly because I constantly cringe when thinking about my original story. It needed some major work done, so here this is. I will still be updating Beautiful Disaster during this time, but not as often as this. I'm going to try to update this as much as possible during the week, so make sure you turn alerts on! Also, I would like to thank all of the support for this. I hope you all enjoy this and make sure you give feedback! Enjoy!

Summary: Andy is Elena Gilbert's fraternal twin. When the Originals come to town, her life becomes complicated after learning she too is a doppelganger like her sister, though isn't meant for the same purpose as her sister as it soon becomes clear her connection to the Mikaelsons is a lot deeper than she likes. Klaus/OC/Elijah

Poison & Wine - Chapter I

As Andy walked away from the Lockwood mansion, she couldn't help but grow angrier with every step she took. This was supposed to be a fun night, but the powers that be decided it wasn't going to. Damon had asked her to be his date to the annual Lockwood Masquerade Ball. Considering their friendship had been her enduring the pains of unrequited love like a fool, him asking her somewhere other than the Grill had been a small victory in her book. Yet, the night had taken a sour turn after he abandoned her to go spend time with Elena as he always did.

Andy couldn't figure out why she kept putting herself back into these situations with him. Ever since he had moved to town with his brother Stefan, Elena's boyfriend, Damon had taken the throne as the new "bad boy" of the town. She had heard about him through some gossip despite not meeting him until she returned to town. Now that she knew him, she was beginning to wish she didn't. Still, even when everyone else seemed to hate him, she didn't. They seemed to understand one another, and many of her night shifts at the Grill had been spent goofing off with him at the bar. She appreciated his humor in serious situations and he appreciated her friendship.

Andy thought to herself, I wish that night at the Grill had gone a lot differently.

She had finished cleaning up the last table at the Grill. She glanced over and saw the dark-haired man with blue eyes still sitting at the bar. He held a glass in his hands as he gazed into space. Sighing, she finally walked over to him and gestured to the clock. "Don't know if the bartender has informed you, but we close in five minutes."

As he turned his head, vague recognition flashed across his expression for a split second. He had composed himself by the time he finished off his drink, taking the opportunity to direct a charming smile towards her.

"Does that mean you'll be free then?" The man asked, his icy blue eyes peering into Andy's brown eyes. She couldn't help but admire his striking good looks as she began to wonder who this man was. She had seen him around town a couple times but this was the first real conversation that they had. She had thought many times how he could steal a heart with those eyes, but his smile enhanced his handsome features even more so. Still, she kept her composure as she raised her eyebrow at him.

"Unfortunately I'm subject to the constraints of history work, which is why I'd prefer to be able to clean this place up as quick as possible and get home before the witching hour," Andy replied dryly, walking around him as she carried the dishes back to the kitchen.

As she did, he called out to her. "Does anyone over eighteen actually work here or are you all high schoolers?"

"The bartender just turned forty. Maybe she's free after work," Andy called back over her shoulder as she disappeared into the kitchen. When she came back out of the room, she paused when she saw the guy was still at the bar. Alice, the bartender, was still nowhere in sight.

Why do I always get stuck with people who never help clean up? Andy thought, thinking more unpleasant things about the elusive bartender. Sighing, Andy walked over to stand on the other side of the bar as he watched her with a smile.

"Mind pouring me one last drink before I leave for the night?" He asked.

"Not allowed to handle alcohol," Andy explained as she leaned back against the wall and crossed her arms over her chest. "If Alice gets back within the next five minutes, she can pour you one."

"Ah, right. High schooler." The man nodded. He stared down at Andy for a moment before speaking again. "So you a new worker around here? I haven't seen you around before."

"I could say the same for you," She said. "I was born and raised in this town, and don't recognize you. But I kind of am new I guess. I went away for a while."

"Let me guess. Juvi?"

"Yeah. Was serving time for punching a patron," Andy replied with a roll of her eyes.

"Why? They wouldn't get out of your hair either?"

"Something like that."

"I suppose I should introduce myself then. I would hate for you not to know who you potentially might hit. Damon Salvatore."

Andy looked at him in shock. "Wait, you're Damon? Stefan's brother?"

"Stefan's popular around school, huh?" He rolled his own eyes at his words.

"I couldn't say. But he's dating my sister," She admitted with a shrug. "I'm Elena's twin, Andy. I'm kind of the town black sheep, so you either know about me or you've never heard my name uttered. Well, depending on how new to town you are. No clue what Elena might have mentioned to you."

"All good things... and from what I heard, I guess we have some things in common then," Damon replied, giving her a smile. "We outcasts gotta stick together, right?"

Andy felt a small smile tugging at her lips, but the two were interrupted when Alice returned from the back. She began apologizing for walking away to take a phone. Damon stood and grabbed his coat, looking at Andy with that smirk of his as he readied himself to leave.

"It was nice meeting you, Andy."

It had been a little over a month into the friendship that Andy realized that her feelings had begun to be of a more romantic nature. She wasn't sure if she had started to like him because he was attractive or if she genuinely liked his personality. What she did know was that she liked him a lot more than he liked her. As the time passed they had begun flirting with one another, but that was how Damon was. Anything that moved he was willing to flirt with, including his own brother's girl.

The way Andy had seen him interact with Elena early on hadn't sent any red flags up. She had thought it was just Damon flirting because it was ingrained in his very being. However, after the Miss Mystic Falls pageant when she had come home to find them kissing on the porch, her eyes had been opened. After that, she began noticing the signs of affection on Damon's part, whether it be the lingering looks or his willingness to help her. However, Andy hadn't noticed anything on Elena's part to suggest she felt the same way about him. Still, Andy had not confronted either of them about his feelings or the kiss—she hadn't even mentioned seeing it happen to anyone—but she couldn't get it out of her mind every time she saw them together. They had both looked very into the kiss, and Damon wasn't her boyfriend so Andy felt as if it wasn't her place to be angry at him for kissing someone else. On the other hand, she was also friends with his brother and knew if Stefan found out he would be crushed that his girlfriend had, at the very least, kissed his brother.

For months on end, Andy had been going back and forth about telling Damon that she felt something more for him than friendship despite seeing evidence to support he didn't feel the same about her. It had been quite a while since she had ended things with Tyler for good, so she personally had no one to worry about hurting by telling Damon about her feelings. She felt like she needed to tell someone, and if she told anyone else, they'd tell her she was stupid for liking Damon and tell her to stay away from him.

The reason Andy began believing her affections were one-sided was because Damon Salvatore was the biggest flirt there ever was. His flirtations could be meaningless, but Andy had some hope that maybe he didn't feel for Elena as deeply as she thought he did. A part of her hoped that yet another person hadn't been yanked under her sister's spell, but even if he had, could she blame him? Elena had always been beautiful, smart, and kind, it was hard not to love her. If Damon didn't want Andy in the same way she did him, that was fine with her, it wasn't as if she hadn't had crushes on people before. However, her problem mainly was with him sabotaging a relationship of Elena's—and his brother's—that they both seemed genuinely happy in. Unfortunately, Andy found out the hard way that her hopes for something with Damon were misplaced.

"When are you going to kiss me? Or do I have to steal one from you?" Andy questioned Damon with a small smile as the two twirled around the dance floor. He had abandoned her the entire night and disappeared, leaving her all by herself. That was until he found her lurking around the sparsely populated dance floor and asked for a dance. To her surprise, he had apologized for flaking on her. This wasn't the first time he had flaked on her during their friendship, and Andy was beginning to tire of being yanked around by him. It was as if he knew she would always be there and he thought he could say sorry and all would be good. She decided to prompt him because she didn't think he would kiss her, and a part of her wanted him to sabotage this so he would reveal his lack of feelings and she could call him a son of a bitch and move on with her life.

He sighed, brushing her curls back. His blue eyes roamed around Andy's face, a guilty look in his eyes. "You do not know how badly I want to, Andy." He murmured to her.

"What's stopping you then?" She asked in curiosity, beginning to feel the sting of rejection coming on. Was he going to come up with some lame excuse to explain? With working at the Grill, she had seen him seduce countless women and not hesitate to take them home, but with her, he would rather make up excuses? It didn't make sense to her. He didn't seem too concerned with morals, but she was beginning to think it was because he had feelings for her sister and thought that even a kiss would be crossing a line he wasn't willing to.

"There's things you don't know. Can't know." He admitted reluctantly, meeting her gaze again.

"Then tell me those things, Damon," She prompted softly, not wanting to seem too pushy. They had stopped dancing and she put a hand on his arm in support. "Why can't I know them? Don't I at least deserve to know so I can understand?"

"It's not that simple," He answered, looking away from her again.

"Just say what you mean, Damon," At this point, Andy's voice had gotten a bit higher and her frustration grew. Of the small number of people around, some of their gazes were watching the two. "Stop avoiding whatever you have and say it. I'm tired of all this skirting around stuff whenever I'm around all of you! First, it was you, Stefan, and Elena, but now it's turned into Jeremy, Alaric, Bonnie, and Caroline. I'm tired of feeling like you all are hiding something from me." She folded her arms over her chest, looking at him with a frown. "If you don't… If you don't feel the same about me it'd be easier just to tell me straight up rather than just making up stupid excuses.

He shook his head. "Fine. Do you want the truth? You want a relationship, Andy. I'm not that kind of guy. And I'm not interested in a seventeen-year-old and not interested in becoming your new Tyler."

Andy scoffed and began speaking angrily. "You think I don't know about your dalliance with Caroline? Or about your thing for my sister?" She demanded, and the slightest hint of hurt was in her tone. He looked at her in surprise while she continued speaking. "I just wanted you to be honest with me, Damon. I saw you and Elena kissing after the pageant, okay? You could've said you want my sister instead."

Damon took a step toward her but she took a step back. "No, you don't know what you saw—"

"She's with your brother, Damon. You need to learn some boundaries," Andy interrupted and continued before he could respond. "And for future reference, if you can't learn to not mess with Stefan's and my sister's relationship again, I will make sure you wish you had never come to Mystic Falls. You're pathetic, Damon Salvatore." With that, she had bumped her shoulder into his as she stormed past him.

It was supposed to be a fun night for Andy. She had felt good in herself that night in her knee-length flowy dress that went from a light to dark green color. Her curly hair had stayed perfect and didn't frizz up for once thanks to Elena's help. Her silver mask had completed the outfit. The worst part was knowing she had gotten all dressed up for Damon. All because he finally asked her to do something with him that she hoped could turn into a romantic night. She can't believe how desperate she had become if she did do all this for him despite knowing how he felt about her sister. This night should have just been her having fun with friends rather than moping around about some jerk.

Andy stopped at the top of the stairs on front porch of the Lockwood Mansion and gazed out at the stars in the sky, steeling herself. She had put herself out there and that was all she could ask for. If Damon didn't want her then fine, that was his loss. Let him pine after her sister for all she cared. If he didn't cause any pain to Stefan or Elena, then he could mope about all he wanted.

Staring out at the night as the cool breeze hit her face, Andy looked over all the cars packed up tightly in the driveway. Damon had driven her here tonight, and she had no way of getting home since she hadn't seen Jeremy or anyone else she knew in quite a while. She had made her dramatic exit and somehow going back and asking Damon for a ride home wasn't something her pride could handle after the dents he had made in it.

Andy would be the first to admit she was stupid when it came to relationships, something she had hoped she would get better at in time and so far hadn't. She felt she wasn't always in control of who she liked romantically, but she knew not everyone could be fortunate to be in control of matters of the heart. Looking back on the one major relationship she had—which she didn't include Damon considering the most they had ever done was flirting—which had been with Tyler Lockwood, and even that was not the healthiest relationships. They spent more time arguing about stupid things like who should drive or which party they should go to than enjoying each other's company. They had begun dating after Tyler's father suggested that they should, and so most of their time was spent having dinner with Tyler's parents.

It was official, Andy decided, she had the worst luck with romance. She hadn't really dated anyone other than Tyler, other than maybe a casual fling with a couple of other people during her freshman year of high school before she started dating Tyler. Despite their relationship beginning because of his father, her only serious boyfriend had been Tyler. However, he had cheated on her a few times and Andy had stayed with him despite it, mainly because Tyler and she had been close friends when they were younger and she knew his father was abusive. She had wanted to be there for him because she knew he was too strong to admit to anyone that his father was hurting him. Though, the relationship had come to an end the night Andy's life had taken a nosedive.

Now that it had been nearly half a year, Tyler and Andy had been developing a relatively steady friendship, though it was nowhere near to when they were children. It had always been Matt, Tyler, and her who were close friends. While she was friends with Bonnie and Caroline, it was often strained by Caroline's and Andy's tendencies to clash with one another. Andy did like Bonnie a lot, but she had always been closer to Elena. However, much to Andy's surprise, she had become closer friends with them—yes, including Caroline—since her return to Mystic Falls, which was something she would never have guessed.

As Andy stood out in the cold air on the porch, she decided there was only one good option without bothering Tyler to give her a ride since she knew Tyler would be busy helping his mom. She pulled out her phone and called her younger brother Jeremy since she didn't have much of a choice. Elena had acted indifferent towards Andy at the party and had mostly ignored her after questioning her choice of a date and dress. She wasn't sure what was going on with her considering she had been helping her get ready hours earlier. Though Andy also knew that Elena and Stefan had been back and forth with one another in their relationship recently. Andy hadn't even told Stefan what she had seen occur with Damon and Elena because she felt like it wasn't any of her business and maybe Elena had told Stefan and it was the reason they were on the rocks. Maybe Damon would get his wish after all, though something told her Elena wouldn't give him the time of day within this century.

After a few moments of hearing the phone ring, Andy was met with Jeremy's voice. With a sigh, she began walking through the cars as she left a voicemail.

"Jer," She tried steadying her voice but it was no use. Unfortunately, the combination of cold air and the hard rejection from Damon caused her to begin shivering as she inwardly cursed herself for not bringing a coat with me. "You left the party and I need a ride home. I think Tyler might be around here so I could always ask him but... I'm gonna try to call Matt, but everyone else must have left too. When you get this, please call me to see if I still need a ride."

Hanging up, Andy ran a hand through her hair in frustration. She was doing her best to think about other things other than the blue-eyed Salvatore who was more trouble than he was worth. She just wanted to get home, curl up with a bowl of popcorn on the couch, and watch some Tom Hanks movies. She was tempted for a moment to go back to Damon, but she knew that it would only upset her further and she needed to keep my resolve to stay away from him. She would call Jenna, but she had gone out with a couple friends tonight and her aunt seldom got a break that Andy would feel bad if she pulled her away early. Plus, Jenna was probably drunk at this point and that was the last thing Andy wanted her driver to be.

Just then, she heard footsteps approaching from behind her. Her immediate thought was that Damon had come after her and she couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed he had the nerve to speak to her after their conversation.

"Damon, I—" Andy turned around to see someone with a full-face mask that was gold with the details in red and a creepy grin fixed into it. The next thing she knew was a cloth was shoved in her face and she has twirled around and pulled against their chest. She did her best to thrash against the person to try to break their grasp, but it was to no avail as she felt the darkness begin to overwhelm her.