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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Major
      Character_Death, No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      The_Vampire_Diaries_(TV), The_Vampire_Diaries_&_Related_Fandoms, The
      Originals_(TV), The_Vampire_Diaries_-_L._J._Smith
  Relationship:
      Elena_Gilbert/Elijah_Mikaelson
  Character:
      Elena_Gilbert, Elijah_Mikaelson, Hayley_Marshall, Klaus_Mikaelson,
      Rebekah_Mikaelson, Hope_Mikaelson, Mikaelson_Family
  Additional Tags:
      Angst, Fluff, Revenge, Unrequited_Love, Love_Triangles, New_Orleans,
      Witches, Vampires, Werewolves, elejah, Mentions_of_Elena_Gilbert/Klaus
      Mikaelson_-_Freeform, Minor_Elena_Gilbert/Damon_Salvatore, Mentions_of
      Hayley_Marshall/Klaus_Mikaelson, Minor_Hayley_Marshall/Elijah_Mikaelson
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-08-13 Updated: 2017-11-17 Chapters: 5/? Words: 4856
****** He Needs Her ******
by TVDLover200231
Summary
     Set 2x08 in The Originals. Elijah’s spiralling and Rebekah calls the
     only person she knows that can help him. Elijah reacts badly when he
     first sees her and almost loses her repeatedly yet he always makes up
     for it and she always comes back for more. They’re drawn to each
     other despite their efforts to ignore it. Hayley and Klaus definitely
     aren’t happy at the new development and make an alliance to make sure
     that the two love birds end up hating each other. Will they succeed?
     Or will love prevail?
Notes
     The cure doesn’t exist and Elijah’s feelings aren’t as strong for
     Hayley as they were portrayed in The Originals, which in my opinion
     were completely over exaggerated and I absolutely despise Hayley!
     Anyway without further ado here is my Elejah story. Please leave your
     wonderful reviews!
***** Chapter 1 *****
Rebekah and Elijah sat in the almost empty diner along with baby Hope, who
resided in her uncle’s arms for the first time in over six months, and an older
lady who was the waitress. Rebekah had a bad feeling the moment she stepped
through the door, it was too quiet, but she quickly dismissed that feeling
despite Nik’s warning about Elijah being mentally unstable. It was dark out by
now and so she assumed that was the reason for the emptiness.
As Elijah spoke to Hope, “Look at you. So big. So perfect.” Rebekah couldn’t
help but admire the scene in front of her, her brother would have made a
wonderful father. Rebekah smiled and made a noise of agreement, the baby truly
was a sight to behold, a perfect mix of her mother and her father.
Elijah continued to speak, never allowing his eyes to stray from his niece, “I
can’t imagine the joy of spending every day with her. It’s…” He trailed off,
busy reminiscing about what could have been.
“…Quite lovely. It feels so human.” Rebekah finished for him with a slight
sigh, she’d always wanted children of her own but fate, no, her mother decided
to take that right away from her over a thousand years ago.
“Yes…” Elijah agreed, “Some would argue the most human of experiences.”
Rebekah had to agree with her brother, she truly had felt so human during her
seemingly short time with her niece, and because of that she couldn’t hold back
her sigh, Hope was just another reminder of what she could never have, a child
and family of her own. “I know I have to give her back to Hayley when the time
is right. But she’s made me realise how much I want that child of my own...that
I know I can’t have.” Rebekah admitted to her elder brother, knowing he’d
understand, Rebekah had always been the more human one of the family,
constantly clinging onto her humanity and the past.
“It’s a lovely dream,” Elijah agreed with his little sister, “Unfortunately,
it’s one that’s just beyond our reach, considering the curse of our existence,”
Elijah added, trying not to crush his sister’s dreams too harshly.
Rebekah replied concerned at the defeated tone in her brother’s voice, she’s
never heard him refer to what they were as a curse before, “Seems Esther’s
attacking with her usual fervour,” she said bitterly.
“Yes, Mother torture me for days with memories I thought I’d buried long ago,”
Elijah considered a moment, pausing and licking his lips nervously, unsure how
his sister would react, “Then she made me an offer…to make us mortal again.”
Rebekah stared at him stunned, did he really just say what she thought he said?
Elijah continued, taking Rebekah’s silence as permission to do so, “You see,
sister, Mother believes that by placing us in new bodies, we can then reclaim
some kind of…purity. We can begin families of our own again. And I have to
confess, Rebekah, had a certain…appeal.” He confided in her, choosing his words
carefully as always.
Rebekah looked at her brother sympathetically and stretched her arm across the
table so she could take Elijah’s free hand in her own. She knew how he felt, in
fact she felt it right there in that moment as her brother continued to gaze at
Hope. Due to Elijah’s distraction he didn’t notice when Rebekah spotted a smear
of blood on the sleeve of his shirt and becomes even more worried.
However when Elijah does notice his sisters concern he misreads it, “You
needn’t worry. We’re safe.” Elijah attempted to reassure her.
Rebekah licked her lips and put on her best fake smile as she formed a plan in
her head before standing and grabbing Hope’s blanket. “Looks like this little
one needs her diaper changed!” She tried to keep up her fear from entering her
voice, Elijah never lost control and nor did he ever allow himself to be
anything but clean, Nik’s warning suddenly made sense, Elijah must be off the
rails. Elijah joined his sister on his feet and handed Hope back to her,
completely oblivious to his sister’s fear.
Rebekah looked down to Hope, continuing the masquerade, “Here, my love,” She
headed towards the bathroom at the other end of the diner, baby Hope in her
arms. Her eyes widened in horror and her stomach sank as she noticed a large
smear of blood on the counter as she passed by, it led to another bloody smear
on the door of the kitchen. The only waitress in the joint was washing her
hands in the nearby sink, completely ignoring the blood or the fact that
Rebekah was about to enter the kitchen, Rebekah presumed that Elijah had
compelled her.
Rebekah used her foot to gently push open the bloodied door, not wanting to
alert Elijah to her finding what he attempted to hide, and attempted to stifle
her gasp, yet fails, when she enters and see a dozen dead bodies strewn around
the room, covered in blood. She turns around and shields baby Hope’s face with
her blanket to keep her from seeing any of the carnage, while Elijah just
continued to stand in his spot, his back to them, unknowing to Rebekah’s
discovery or plan.
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Rebekah walked out of the bathroom, with a newly changed Hope, to return to her
table that she had shared with Elijah, her panic now under control. Hope began
to grow restless and started to whine, alerting Elijah to their presence, and
caused Rebekah to rethink her plan, to which he stood and helped Rebekah place
Hope back in her carrier.
Rebekah kept her attention on Hope the whole time, fearing Elijah would see
through her charade. “Well she is all sorted and ready for an adventure! Aren’t
you, my love?”
Elijah smiled lightly at his sister acting motherly to their niece as Rebekah
settled her in her car seat. “It’s so difficult to believe we were this
innocent once,” He sighed deeply, moving closer to Hope to which Rebekah
stepped to the side, a plan forming in her mind, “We mustn’t let the world ever
hurt her,” He continued, determination making its way into his voice.
Rebekah slowly moved closer to the Elijah from behind, watching him
untrustworthily as she rubbed his arm, “You’re right we mustn’t,” She quickly
snapped his neck and allowed him to fall to the ground with a thud. She sighed
and pulled her phone from her pocket, dialling the only person she knew could
help her brother and be trusted in this situation…
“Hello? It’s Rebekah. Something’s happened to Elijah.”
“How quick can you get to Arkansas?”
“Okay, I’ll text you the address.”
“See you then. Bye” Then she hung up with a sigh. She picked Hope up in her car
seat and walked to her car, buckling Hope in and shutting the door. She locked
it and sped back inside, not wanting to leave the baby alone for too long. She
sighed exasperated looking down at her elder brother.
“What have you gotten yourself into Elijah?”
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     So in this story is after the Delena breakup and the make-up sex
     never happens.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Elena Gilbert sat by the fireplace of the Salvatore Boarding House, reading her
dad's medical journals, her mind still not able to comprehend the horrendous
acts her father had committed against others of her kind. She looked up as
Damon walked in, his expression thoughtful.
“It's weird. Even as a kid, there was something about that basement that
creeped me out,” She reminisced, her face pained at having to relive the past
through long lost memories.
“Sure you want to give yourself nightmares reading that thing?” Damon asks
teasingly as he sits in front of her and hands her a cup of tea, thinking it’d
help soothe her, even the slightest amount.
Elena ignored his question and continues as though he never spoke at all, “And
I remember my dad talking about this little girl. I think he was talking about
my roommate Megan. Look. ‘January 1999. Saw Megan King today. Megan is seven
years old. She suffers from a congenital heart defect with a life expectancy of
two months. A single injection of vampire blood appears to be an effective
life-saving solution.’ That's why Megan had a picture of my dad on her phone -
- because he saved her life.” She tried to make sense of what she’d read.
“A hundred pages of horrific torture, and you find the one happy passage.”
Damon rolled his eyes at her stupidly positive attitude towards everything and
anything.
“My dad used his research to save people, Damon, children, families.” She
pushed.
“Yeah. And dissected vampires along the way. News flash, Elena. You are a
vampire. I mean, do you honestly think that he would sit here and see you as
anything more?” He tried to reason with her, she was too compassionate for her
own good.
“I don't know. He was my dad. I can't not defend him,” She looked up at Damon
as he stood, she didn’t want to think of her dad as a monster.
Damon started walking away from her, not facing her, he couldn’t look at her
when he knew he was about to break her heart. “No. I know you can't because you
do it for me all the time.”
“I'm not defending you. I'm not defending your decision to kill Aaron's entire
family, to go out of town and kill the aunt while we were still together.” She
couldn’t believe her ears, why was he saying these things?
Damon turned around to face her, his expression blank, “So why are you still
here? I'm bad, Elena, I am bad for you, so why wouldn't you have run away from
me as far as humanly possible?” His hands gestured wildly.
Elena stood up and got close to him, thinking that by being physically close
she could fix the emotional separation between the two. “Because I love you,
Damon, because I chose you, and because I stand by my choice.” Deep down she
knew she was lying to herself and to him. She had feelings buried so far
beneath the surface yet in moments like these she couldn’t keep her mind from
drifting to the one she truly loved and wanted, needed.
Damon thought for a moment on the words she had spoken, yet his mind was set,
he’d seen the looks of longing when she thought she was alone, he’d heard the
way she’d cry out at night for another man, “Well, now I'm choosing, and I'm
choosing to let you go.” He said determined.
“What? No, Damon—“She pleaded.
Damon cut her off before she could continue, “I am choosing to not have to
think about how you must feel every time some ghost from my past comes into our
life. I'm choosing to relieve you of having to defend me for every awful thing
I've ever done.” They were some of the reasons he was doing this but he didn’t
want her to know the real reason, he couldn’t stand watching her deny the
obvious.
“Stop acting like I'm perfect. Damon, I've done horrible things, too. You think
I'm gonna stand here and judge you after I find out that you've been tortured
for five years?” Her voice raised, her voice breaking from the pain the
heartbreak was causing her, as she attempted to defend him. She couldn’t lose
him too.
“Stop defending me!” He shouted at her, gesturing, “I won't change who I am. I
can't...But I refuse to change you.”
Elena looked around, in pain, why was this happening to her. Not noticing when
Damon walked out of the room. Elena tried to shake the pain away, but she
started sobbing uncontrollably and sits on the couch to keep herself from
collapsing in her self-pity.
Her phone began to vibrate in her back pocket, incessantly, she considered
ignoring it for a moment but decided against it bearing in mind all the havoc
that was happening recently. She wiped her eyes and calmed herself before
reaching for the cell and checking the call ID, Unknown, huh. She answered and
became very concerned as the voice desperate. Her eyes widened at her long lost
loves name.
“Where is he? You can explain the details when I get there.” She said without
hesitation, it’d be good for her to get out of Mystic Falls especially now.
“At most eight and a half hours, but I’ll get there as quick as I can.”
“Okay, I’ll leave in about half an hour.”
“Bye.” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Only a moment later she
received a text, an address and nodded to herself in thanks to the sender. The
thought of her true love in trouble fulling her to get up and flash to Damon’s
room, hoping he wouldn’t be there and grabbing her already packed suitcases
that she’d forgotten to unpack and sped back down to her car. She set her
luggage in the car boot and got into the car. She put the address into her GPS
and set off, her mind keeping away the pain of her recent break up at bay.
“I’m coming Elijah…” She whispered, leaving behind her life in Mystic Falls…
Chapter End Notes
     So I know you guys have probably already seen everything in this
     episode and the last one but I thought it was needed to have a
     reminder so you understood the rest of the story.
***** Chapter 3 *****
Elena arrived at the house at three in the morning, it was pitch black outside
but the isolated cottage still had the downstairs light on. She admired the
simplicity and normalcy of the house, not something she would’ve expected from
any of the Mikaelsons. She’d spent the whole drive trying to keep her mind from
wondering to Damon and thinking about all the time she and Elijah spent
together. She was extremely nervous to see the Mikaelsons again and terrified
to see her secret crush again, the last time they’d seen each other she didn’t
have her humanity and Elijah was with her doppelganger, and they’d kissed but
he hadn’t known it was her at the time, she had been posing as his lover. It
had hurt being told that another man that she loved was in love with her
double, Katherine, she thought of it as a curse, no man would ever just be able
to love Elena for herself, they always had a past with her ancestors.
She sat in her car for a moment, giving herself a pep talk, “Come on, Elena.
You can do this. Just go in there.” She turned off the ignition and opened the
door without giving herself one more moment to doubt herself or convince
herself that this wasn’t a good idea and to return home to Mystic Falls. She
stalked across the damp grass of the yard, the heels of her boots getting stuck
slightly. She walked up the steps to the house and reached her hand up to
knock, but she suddenly doubted herself and started to turn around, ready to
leave and never come back but the door opened behind her.
“Hello? Can I help you?” A female voice asked.
Elena swore very quietly under her breath and then turned back around, a smile
in place. Elena recognised the brunette in front of her but couldn’t place her.
She smelt familiar too but the smell made her gag, werewolf or…hybrid maybe?
Her face was the perfect picture of annoyance at her not answering her. Elena
decided that she wouldn’t get on this girls bad side. “Oh, sorry. I’m Elena.
Rebekah asked me to come.” Elena replied and outstretched her hand for the
other female to take but she didn’t instead the hybrid looked at the hand in
disgust and rolled her eyes.
“Rebekah!” She shouted somewhere behind the door and Elena winced at the high
pitch, her vampire hearing being a curse right now.
“What?!” Rebekah shouted back at the brunette, now beside her. Rebekah and the
hybrid shared dirty looks, like they were having a conversation before
Rebekah’s eyes turned to Elena. Elena felt relief as Rebekah’s blue eyes lit up
and she threw herself at Elena and enveloped her in a hug, surprising Elena.
The hybrid left the two with a huff and an eye roll. Rebekah pulled back but
didn’t move far away, “I’m so glad you came! Elijah will be so happy to see
you!”
Rebekah dragged Elena inside and the brunette vampire’s nerves returned full
force, making her feel nauseas. The cottage was warm and smelt of freshly baked
cookies and it made Elena remember her old family home. The blonde Original
once again pulled Elena into the living room, a bright smile in place, clearly
excited to see her brother’s reaction to the Petrova, however the doppelganger
couldn’t feel worse about intruding into their home, and did Elijah even know
she was coming? In the living room were three others. The hybrid from earlier,
Klaus and…Elijah.
Her question was answered as the Original of her dreams met her eyes. Elijah’s
eyes were filled with surprise and rage. Wait, what? Elena became confused, why
was he angry to see her? “Rebekah why would you bring her here?” He said coldly
and his gaze turned to Rebekah, whose eyes were wide in surprise and confusion.
“Elijah, I-“ Elena started but suddenly found herself unable to speak or
breath. Elijah had her pinned to the wall by her throat. Elena’s hands
scratched at his, trying to escape from his grasp as she desperately tried to
speak, to reason with him. Her eyes watered, he hated her.
“Elijah, stop it! That’s Elena!” Rebekah shouted at her brother.
Elijah’s eyes widened and he dropped the doppelganger to the ground, he stared
at his hands in disbelief. “Elena I’m so sorry!” He apologised frantically,
regretful of his actions.
Elena dusted herself off after catching her breath and stood. She looked at
Elijah and felt all the anger from the whole night and let it out, as her palm
met the Originals face full force. Elijah’s head snapped sideways, a large red
mark on the right side of his surprised face. “Bastard!” She replied to him.
Klaus burst out in laughter at the situation and it caught Elena’s attention,
she’d hardly ever seen him this happy. He’d changed a lot since he left Mystic
Falls. “Oh Elena, I have missed you!” He told her and she smiled slightly,
despite all the horrible things he’d done to herself and her friends, she
wanted to move on from that. “And Elijah, even I knew that was Elena, she’s a
lot different from Katerina.”
Elena was surprised at that piece of knowledge, how could he tell that it was
her but Elijah couldn’t?
Elena now realised that the brunette hybrid from earlier was beside Elijah,
fussing over him, even as he stared at Elena, effectively ignoring the hybrid.
“Its fine, Hayley.” Elijah told her with an undertone of annoyance.
Elena’s head snapped towards the hybrid ‘Hayley’, “I remember you. You were
that werewolf girl that Tyler was with. You were working with Katherine. You
were the one that betrayed all those hybrids and got them and Tyler’s mom
killed.” Elena narrowed her eyes, she remembered how Caroline had ranted about
how she thought Tyler was cheating on her with Hayley. She hated her already.
She especially didn’t like how she was looking at Elijah.
Hayley looked back at her, anger and annoyance clear on her face, was her face
stuck like that? “Yeah that was me but that’s none of your business.” She
replied to Elena in a childish voice.
“Hayley don’t speak to Elena that way!” Elijah scolded.
“I don’t need your help Elijah,” Elena said calmly, “And Hayley, yes it is my
business because you got someone that I considered family killed, and you
conspired with my enemy that led to the death of my only sibling.” Her voice
remained steady despite the mention of her dead, now returned, brother.
Everyone in the room looked at the doppelganger and Hayley in shock, except
Klaus he looked at Elena with amusement and pride, and maybe even…awe. Klaus
could now see what his elder brother saw in her, and he liked it. Hayley
however did not, this girl was threatening her position with her lover. She
would have to show her who Elijah belonged to.
Elena became annoyed at the silence in the room, “I’ll just leave.” She began
to do just that but a hand encased her arm causing her to spin into that
person, hitting their chest.
Elijah looked down at the woman in his arms, “Please, stay.”
Their eyes met and it was like the whole world melted away…
***** Chapter 4 *****
Elena and Elijah stared into each-other’s eyes and it was like the first time
all over again. Their cold skin felt alight and their un-beating hearts
fluttered. They gravitated towards each other, forgetting that they had an
audience, unaware of anything around them. Their eyes began to close and their
lips were mere centimeters away.
Hayley pushed Elena away from Elijah with all her strength, forcing Elena to go
flying down the hall and onto her arse. Elena was unable to react due to the
shock of what had just happened, before Hayley wrapped her arms around his neck
and pressed her lips to Elijah’s, whose eyes were still shut waiting for
Elena’s kiss.
Elena watched as Elijah and Hayley kissed in front of her and her eyes filled
with tears, this was too much. She stood up quickly and sped out with vampire
speed, her heart breaking from the scene that had unfolded in front of her. She
noticed a barn nearby and ran to it. She sat down on a bale of hay sobbing.
Meanwhile in the living room, Elijah pushed Hayley away, similar to the way she
had to Elena. Elijah went to go after Elena but Rebekah held him back, “She’s
upset Elijah, leave her.” She told him, her hand still on his shoulder. Elijah
went to shrug off his sister, intent on comforting the doppelganger but her
grip tightened and her manicured nails dug into his shirt covered skin, “I mean
it Elijah,” she scolded.
Suddenly the wail of a baby brought the attention of all in the house and all
close by. Hayley groaned from her place on the floor, angry at Elijah for his
dismissal of her and now having to go to Hope because they’d awoken her. The
Mikaelson siblings looked in the direction of the cries and smiled softly.
Elijah looked to his sister and nodded in agreement but remained silent. Hayley
stood and stalked up the stairs, her boots stomping on impact. Rebekah followed
the hybrid mother, not trusting her alone with the infant when angry.
That left the two brothers alone in the living room. The younger of the two
cleared his throat, “I’ll go to Elena. I’m sure she’d rather speak to me than
you right now, despite everything.” Klaus stood and dusted himself off and
walked for the door.
“Don’t you dare hurt her, Niklaus,” Elijah gripped his younger brother’s arm,
preventing him from moving.
Klaus shook his brother off and laughed humourlessly, “Oh brother, you don’t
have to worry about me. It’s you who has the power to hurt ‘the lovely’ Elena.”
Klaus walked casually in the direction he’d watched the doppelganger run off
to.
All the while his older brother watched after him, his eyes narrowed in
suspicion, why was Niklaus being so kind to the Petrova? Elijah had never seen
Klaus so concerned about anyone but himself and Hope, and Elijah hated it. He’d
have to watch his younger brother.
***** Chapter 5 *****
Elena stared in the direction of the baby's cry, her eyebrows drawn close in
confusion, why were the Mikaelson's travelling with an infant? Whose is it? She
didn't notice when she had company until he cleared his throat. Her head
snapped in the direction of the noise, ready to argue that she wanted to be
alone but she found herself dumbfounded.
"What do you want Klaus?" She groaned, exhausted in more ways than one.
Klaus stared at her in wonder, he'd never seen her so…hopeless…not even when he
killed her or he killed her family. She'd always stayed determined, what had
happened to her? Usually he'd find this hilarious, seeing her so downtrodden
but he just felt sad for her. When he realised she had asked a question he
rushed to answer, "I wanted to see if you were okay."
Elena laughed in reply and Klaus's eyebrows furrowed, her laugh wasn't light or
sweet, it was dark and maniacal.
"I haven't been okay for a long time," She whispered venomously and if Klaus
didn't have supernatural hearing he never would have heard her.
Klaus scratched the back of his neck, he'd never spoken to Elena like this, in
fact he'd hardly ever spoken to anyone like this, he never cared enough to.
"What do you mean?" Klaus approached slowly, not wanting to spook her.
Elena looked away, tears springing in her eyes at the memories flooding back,
"Since the supernatural came into my life I've lost so much." She clarified
briefly.
Klaus sat down beside her and remained silent, not sure what to do in this
situation.
"Damon left me," She admitted, she didn't care that this was her past enemy,
she needed someone to talk to right now.
Klaus stared at her in surprise, he hadn't expected that. Last thing he heard
was that they were happy and madly in love. "Why?" He asked, unable to satisfy
his curiosity.
"He, uh," Elena considered, unsure whether she should be doing this, "he thinks
I'm in love with someone else."
Klaus almost burst out laughing but concealed it, but he couldn't hold back his
snickering. Elena looked at him in disbelief.
"I'm glad you find my heartbreak funny," she said venomously and stood up,
prepared to leave but Klaus rushed to stop her.
"I'm sorry but everyone knows you're in love with Elijah, and it is definitely
returned." He smiled.
Elena rolled her eyes, "Elijah does not love me." She looked to the ground to
hide the sadness in her eyes but when she noticed that Klaus' smile had grown,
she realised her mistake. "I don't love Elijah either," She rambled and had she
have been human her cheeks would be as red as a tomato.
Klaus laughed gleefully at her embarrassment. Elena glared at him but couldn't
help but let a little smile slip but quickly went back to her defensive
expression. When Klaus' laughter subsided he glanced at her face and put his
hands up in defence, "Fine. You and Elijah aren't madly in love with each
other." He rolled his eyes.
Elena punched him in the arm playfully, when had they gotten so comfortable
with each other. Soon they drifted into silence and Elena was reminded of their
previous conversation causing tears to form and any happiness that she felt to
just melt away.
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Sitting on a bale of hay with my former enemy, Elena realised that things could
be a lot harder despite me literally being able to hear my heart smash. She was
not yet ready to release the full amount of her broken emotions of her recent
break up but she was glad that she had someone to divulge them with, even if
the person in question was the devil himself. "Klaus?" She asked softly, no
need for hostility right now. He turned his head to look at her and she took
that as a sign to continue, "I should get going."
"Going where?" His eyebrows furrowed.
"Well it's clear Hayley and Elijah don't want me staying here, and I'm sure
you're not exactly excited at the prospect either." She stood, smiling lightly
despite feeling anything but good right now.
Klaus rolled his eyes and stood too, "Come on Elena. Surely you can't believe
that Elijah doesn't want you here. Didn't you see the way he put Hayley in her
place? And Hayley has no say in who does and doesn't stay. Besides I need your
help with something too." He smiled wickedly, like the wolf that he is, it
would normally scare her but she could sense that it wasn't directed towards
her, what sorry son of a bitch was the object of Klaus' wrath?
She nodded, "Well do you know where the nearest hotel is?"
Klaus laughed, "Oh, no Elena you won't be staying in some 2 star hotel, you can
stay here, there's plenty of bedrooms to pick from." She was going to refuse
but he pressed further, "You know better than to say no to me." She was
suddenly reminded that this was still the bipolar monster that had killed her
family, and terrorised herself and her friends.
She gulped and nodded to which he smiled and clapped his hands together, "Well
then, where are your bags?"
"In my car," She replied and he put his open hand out which she placed my keys
into. Then he was walking off in search of her bags. How could he change his
time so quick and easily? What happened to him to make him this way?
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