Elijah and Hayley walked arm in arm back to the compound after the difficult act of pretending baby Hope was dead and not going off to safety. As they reached the compound, Elijah with his vampire hearing heard laughter coming from within. He was cautious as he entered with Hayley just behind him. The laugh sounded familiar.
"Oh, my dear Niklaus, it has been far too long since we have done this?" A female giggled.
"What drink together?" Came Klaus' reply.
"No, silly. Laughing. We haven't laughed together for a long time."
"Here's to more laughter then!" There was a clink of glasses as the pair shared a toast.
Elijah now emerged into the courtyard and stopped dead in his tracks. A beautiful, English brunette was sat across from Klaus at a table, her elegant long legs crossed in a ladylike manner.
Klaus turned as they entered and the brunette rose from her seat, setting her glass on the table between them.
"Hello brother."
"Niklaus." Elijah replied sternly. "I thought you were dead?" This was directed at the brunette.
"Dead? Who told you I was dead?" She seemed shocked and rounded on Klaus.
"I might not have mentioned you were alive, love. My apologises." Klaus answered her scrutinising gaze.
"My brother knew you alive and did not tell me, pray for what reason, brother?" Elijah's jaw was still clenched.
"He helped me escape Mikael, last time he was here. He was meant to tell you. I tried to get a note to you but it was too late, and I had to leave before your father found me, darling." The brunette explained taking a step forward, towards Elijah who remained rooted to the spot. "I am sorry my love, it is my fault."
"Why are you here?"
"Niklaus called me to come and create a cloaking spell over Hope so he could get her to safety. I agreed and he's asked me to stay to help should anyone come looking for her. Please, it is my fault I left, I did not want Mikael getting hold of me, a powerful witch and his daughter in law in case he used me as a weapon or a bargaining chip against you and your family. Do not be angry with Niklaus, he did a very brave thing getting me out before Mikael attacked." She moved to stand in front of him.
Elijah focused his gaze now on the brunette- an attractive woman who was several inches shorter than himself. He met her green eyes with his own hazel ones. "For you, anything." Elijah's tough experience crumbled and he pulled the curvaceous beauty into his arms, holding her tightly.
Hayley interrupted, confusion flooding her features. "I'm sorry, but who are you?" She asked as Elijah released the brunette and tucked a long tendril of her hair behind her ears, ornamented with small pearl drops. He turned to Hayley and sent her an apologetic look.
"This is my wife, Hayley. A woman I believed dead, curtesy of Niklaus." His arms remained around her. Klaus moved to stand beside Hayley, in front of Elijah and the brunette.
"I'm Georgiana, but you can call me Gina. Nice to meet you, Hayley." She held out a hand and Hayley shook it gently.
"Hi."
"I'd almost forgotten. Rebekah came." Klaus added, speaking up now. "Hope is with her." At this Hayley sighed, relaxing slightly.
"At least she's safe. Thank you, Klaus." Hayley hugged him- a new action between them. Klaus smiled and hugged her back, gently.
"Come, little wolf, I think my brother and dear Georgiana need some time alone." With that Klaus encouraged Hayley away into the heart of the compound's buildings leaving Elijah alone with his wife in the courtyard.
"I've missed you, Elijah. So much it hurt."
"I'm sorry I caused you pain." Elijah whispered.
"No it is me who caused you pain, I left without notice, my darling." Georgiana reached up and place an elegant hand upon his cheek and Elijah sucked in a breath, his emotions taking over him. He looked Georgiana in the eye and watched as her pupils dilated and the green almost completely disappeared and was replaced with black, taken over by lust. Elijah's too, Georgiana noticed.
There was a pregnant moment of silence between them before Elijah leant in and kissed her, wrapping her in his arms tightly. Their kiss was a feverish and passionate embrace full of absent years and broken hearts. When they broke apart, Elijah held her face in his hands. "Lets take this somewhere more private, Georgiana."
"Yes, my husband." With that Elijah scooped her up and carried her up to his room, bridal style.
The next morning, Georgiana woke to the sunlight streaming through the balcony window. She moaned and rubbed her eye with a clenched fist and then looked around the room, noticing little of its beauty until her gaze fell on the sleeping man at her side. Elijah's eyes were closed and his face was relaxed and peaceful, his bare torso was uncovered by the sheets which were wrapped high around Georgiana's chest. He stirred as she watched him with a loving gaze. He stretched and wrapped his arms around her pulling her close to his chest.
"Good morning, my wife."
"Good morning, my husband." Georgiana giggled like a newlywed and Elijah smiled. "I love you."
"You have no idea how much I have missed you. I love you too." Elijah said kissing her forehead.
"Oh, after last night I have a definite idea of how much you've missed me." She whispered huskily.
"I still have something to prove, do I?"
"Oh, yes..." She giggled as Elijah began kissing her jawline and neck only to be rudely interrupted by Klaus.
"Sorry, brother. Sorry Gina, but your relationship building will have to wait. There is a couple downstairs looking for you, Georgiana." Klaus apologised, rudely bursting through the door and Elijah groaned before glaring at him over his shoulder. Gina pouted and sighed. Before disentangling her limbs from Elijah's.
"Very well. We'll be down shortly. Thank you, Niklaus." With that he left the room closing the door behind him. Elijah looked stunned.
"He's never left peacefully before."
"I have that affect on him, love. Come on, there are two people I want you to meet." Georgiana tapped him and gave him a quick kiss before rising nude from the bed and dressing into her clothes from the case at the foot of the bed Niklaus had brought up the evening before. Elijah sat and watched her before rising himself and pulling on a fresh suit. He followed her downstairs.
"You know that I'm a witch, Elijah..." Georgiana began as they headed to the stairs to the courtyard.
"Of course."
"Well, this will surprise you, it would appear that original vampires can procreate." She said and smiled as two young adults, a girl and a boy, turned to see her smiles on their faces.
"What are you saying, my dear?" Now it was Elijah's turn to be confused.
"Well before I left I found out some news I was not able to tell you. Let me introduce you to Elizabeth Georgiana and Henry Elijah Mikaelson. Our children." Georgiana said happily hugging her son and daughter in turn.
"Our children? That would make them..."
"Vampire-witch hybrids, yes." Georgiana smiled and nodded. Her son used magic to lift water from the fountain and her daughter created a fireball in her hand which then turned into a swarm of butterflies which flew to settle in the buddleia bush in the courtyard.
Elijah stood and clapped his hands in awe. Henry bowed and Elizabeth curtseyed before hugging Elijah who hugged her back as Niklaus emerged with Hayley from the kitchen. He released her and went over to Georgiana and kissed her tenderly.
"Why did you not say before you left?"
"I had no idea. I only knew 3 months later when I began to show." Georgiana said. "I'm sorry I've scared you." She added as Elijah turned to look at his twins who were greeting Niklaus and Hayley.
"What do you mean?"
"You've become a husband once more and a father for the first time in 24 hours to a pair of highly intelligent, hybrid, 95 year old- 18 year old looking- children."
"If I'm scared, I do not care. I will not loose you again. I couldn't be more thrilled." Elijah said and kissed her once again lifting her up before returning her to her feet and embrace his wife and children together, flashing a thankful smile over their heads at Klaus who nodded knowingly.
He was a husband and a father- the latter something he never thought he'd be and he couldn't be more happy.