[b]Elysia[/b]

"I won't be able to get myself out of this one," Sia complained, massaging her forehead with her fingertips. This was not the way she had imagined her life going. She'd always seen herself growing up and falling in love with some handsome and brilliant vampire that just so happened to be of high enough standing that her parents didn't object. Or even if they did, she wouldn't care as long as she was happy. Now, they'd decided to take matters into their own hands and she did not like the answer they had come up with. She would not marry Jack. She couldn't! He was the kind of person she went out of her way to avoid every day. She could not share a life with him. She wouldn't.

Before Sia could make a final attempt to persuade Jett to bring her back by simply telling him the reason she was here, he had stopped the car and was already half dragging her towards the house. Her mother, of course, acted like he had rescued her near death and she rolled her eyes at her enthusiasm. They could have come for her themselves, if they'd been bothered. Sia cringed when her mother brought up Veronica and decided she'd let Jett run off this time. After all, there would probably be a million questions that he didn't want to answer. Even so, she scowled after him as he ran for his car. 

Once they were inside, the questions were thrown at Elysia and she groaned and waved them off. "I don't know anything about what happened with Jett and Veronica. I'm sure it'll be in the paper tomorrow. Why don't you wait until then?" she suggested, inching around her mother. Now that she was here, all she wanted to do was sleep but it didn't happen for her. Both of her parents scolded her for not coming home, being drunk - like she wasn't almost a hundred years old - and for fighting them on the whole Jack thing. She argued with them again for some time before her mother grew exasperated and snapped at her.

"You [i]will[/i] marry Jack. There's no family with a higher standing than his, other than the Vaskial's and I hardly think you want to marry Jett, now, do you?"

There was an idea.

Sia had laughed at first but then she started to weigh her options. Given the choice between the two, she'd take Jett in a heartbeat, It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to marry her best friend. At least she knew how well they would get on. Even still...she'd never really viewed him in a romantic light before. Of course they always played around, teasing one another, but actually thinking about marrying him was a different story.

"Fine. I'll marry Jett," she decided to her parents shock. They both stared at her for a moment as though waiting for her to laugh and tell them she was joking. Okay, so she was still a little tipsy but it was better than marrying Jack, right? Better for her, better for them. Everyone wins. Except maybe, Jett. Of course, it didn't have to be a romantic exchange. They could marry and still live the same lives they were living currently. He could go back to dating supermodels and she...well, it had been a while since she'd dated anyone, really.

"Jett? Really? Don't you think that would be uncomfortable for the two of you?" Her father asked, his forehead creased in a frown though she could already see his mind working. 

"Trust me," Sia insisted. "It'll be less uncomfortable than having to marry one of the Danvers."

It was probably a terrible idea, made while she was still a little drunk, but her parents promised that if she could get Jett to agree to marry her, they'd back off. So, that was how she found herself standing at his door the following day with a couple of suitcases trailing behind her. She rang the doorbell and waited. She'd promised him he would regret bringing her home. Now he'd know she meant it.