My Savior: The Year of the Originals

I do not own The Vampire Diaries in any way.

A/N-Welcome to the third part of the My Savior series called The Year of the Originals. Sadly, Elijah isn't un-daggered until later in the series. Well, enjoy.


It had been two months since we had left Mystic Falls.

I didn't miss it or Damon.

But no matter how much alcohol I consumed and how many people I killed, Elijah was always in the back of my mind.


Tonight, we found ourselves in Tennessee.

"Once I get her to let me in, I'll let you know", Klaus said, "Don't go anywhere". Klaus walked off, leaving Stefan and I.

"Do you miss home?" Stefan asked.

I scoffed. "Please", I said, "You think I'd wanna go back to the town that hates vampires? We've been almost killed multiple times".

Once Klaus entered the house with the girl, Stefan and I stepped onto the porch.

A girl opened the door and screamed when she saw us.

"I love it when they run!" Klaus said.

I rolled my eyes.

"He's in Tulle. It's near the border. A bar called Southern Comfort. It's on Highway 41", the dark skinned girl said.

"Thank you my love. Now, may my friends come in?" Klaus asked, stroking the blonde's hair.

"Yes", she said crying.

Stefan and I entered the house.

Klaus shoved the blonde into Stefan's arms. "Kill this one quickly", Klaus said. He looked at the dark skinned one. "And make that one suffer. Emilia and I will be in the car", Klaus said.

We got in the car and I curled up in my seat.

"Emilia…" he said.

"Don't talk to me Klaus", I snapped.

"Oh come on, you can't honestly still be mad at me for Elijah", he said.

"Well I am", I said.

Klaus sighed and listened to the screams of the girls.


When Klaus and Stefan weren't ripping people to shreds, we were doing nothing.

I was flipping thru a book when a picture fell out.

It was from when Elijah and I had photo fight.


Elijah was sitting in his study, when I snuck up on him.

I snapped a picture of him.

"Emilia", Elijah sighed.

I snapped another one.

"Stop", he said.

"No", I said smiling.

He chased me thru the house. He caught me and stole the camera from my hands. He started to snap photos of me.

I chased him to the bedroom and pounced on him, leading him to tumble back onto the bed. I stole the camera back.

Basically, it led to a very hot make-out session and the camera caught it all.


The picture in my hand was one of the tamer ones.

Elijah had his forehead on mine and we were smiling at each other.

Klaus snatched the photo from my hands.

"Ew. You guys are so sappy", Klaus said.

I took it from him and carefully placed it in my journal. "What Elijah and I do…did behind closed doors is none of your business Klaus", I snapped.


Later that day, we were at Southern Comfort.

I basically watched as Klaus and Stefan talked to a werewolf.

"Hey gorgeous", a guy said.

"Back off", I heard Klaus growl. Klaus walked up to me.

"I'm fine. Thank you", I said.

Klaus caught me around the waist and said, "Don't worry darling".

"Don't call me that", I growled.

"Now, you're going to sit with me and be a good little girl", he said placing a kiss on the back of my neck, "I love when you wear your hair up".

I let out a soft sigh. He pulled me over to a table. I sat down and watched Stefan torture the werewolf. I eventually got bored and stole some alcohol from the bar. I started to drink and dance to the music, which eventually led to me dancing on the bar and tables.

"Love, come down from there", I heard Klaus say.

"Come get me", I said.

He grabbed my ankle and tugged.

I fell back onto the table on my back. "Ow", I whined.

Klaus pulled me closer to him and pulled me up to where our noses were touching and our lips were just centimeters away from each other. He leaned in, but I leaned back further.

"I'm not that drunk Klaus", I said shoving him away from me.

"Come here", he said helping me up from the table. He put on a slow song and we slowed danced together.

My head in the crook of his neck and his head on top of mine, his hand stroking up and down my back. "I'm sorry", he said, "I don't like to see you upset".

"Where's Stefan?" I asked him.

"Dealing with your brother Damon. He's trailing us", Klaus said.

My grip on Klaus' shirt tightened.


After our dance, Klaus managed to get the information he wanted out of the werewolf. "Ok, it's a three step process, Ray. This is step one. I want you to drink from my wrist", Klaus said.

"I already told you where to find the pack. What more do you want from me?" Ray asked.

"Have you been listening to a word I've been saying, Ray? I have great plans for you", Klaus said. He cut his wrist and made Ray drink his blood. "You'll thank me for it later", Klaus said.

Stefan entered the bar.

"What are you going to do now?" Ray asked.

"It's time for step two, Ray", Klaus said. He snapped his neck and looked at Stefan. "You're back", Klaus said.

"Did you doubt me?" Stefan asked.

"Not for a second. I knew you'd pass the test. You still care for your brother, for your old life", Klaus said.

"Nah, I don't care about anything anymore", Stefan said, "Except Emilia".

"You put on a good show Stefan. I almost believe you. Let's hope, for your brother's sake, he does. You never stop caring about family, do you? But, every time you feed, the blood makes it easier to let go", Klaus said.

That wasn't true. Nothing made it easier to let Elijah go.

Stefan stormed out of the bar.

I followed him and found him holding his phone up to his ear.

He had tears in his eyes, so I assumed that he was listening to Elena talk.

I took the picture out of my back pocket. I didn't realize I was crying until a tear dropped onto the picture.

The Salvatore siblings were broken once again.