"So, the old Fells property actually starts beyond that fence." I say to Elijah.
"Ah, the Fells, one of the Founding familys." Elijah says.
"Why do you say it like that?" I ask him.
"My research showed me that this area was actually settled almost 2 full centuries earlier. It was a migration of townsfolk from the northeast, um, it was Salem, to be precise." He responds "Massachusetts? As in the witch trials?" I ask.
"Which means the ever lauded founding families... They didn't actually found anything." He says and I look at him.
"Well, I bet it was the men who made a big deal about being founders back in 1860. Men are very territorial." I say to him.
"Yes, they are." He says and I smile at him.
"So, where have you been before coming back here?" I question him. He's really interesting and different for me. We are still walking and I don't see a medium sized rock in front of me. I trip up and Elijah catches me before I even hit the ground, he has his arms around my waist and I have my hands on his shoulders. I breath a Sign of Relief. I look into his intense brown eyes.
"Thank you, Elijah." I say. He nods and helps me stable myself before letting go almost regretfully. Then he looks up and over to where I turn and see Ric.
(Skip to the dinner party, when Elijah arrives and is talking to Damon.)
Elijah sees me and smiles.
"Jenna, wonderful to see you again. How are you?" he asks. I smile back at him.
"Good." I repsond.
"You look incredible." He says and I smile wider and blush.
"Thank you." I say and hug him. "And your looking as formal as usual." I say. He chuckles.
To be continued...