No One's POV

"It's you." Finn breathes, his gaze wide as he stares nearly breathless at the mate he's been waiting for nearly a thousand years for.

Alexis stares dumbfounded, unsure what Finn meant by his words, before suddenly snapping out of her stupefied thoughts, her heart now racing in fear; Finn was the last person that she should have run into.

"You are hurt." Finn worries, now kneeling down beside his mate, his keen vampire sense scenting and noticing blood, and hands already prying her injured hand away from where it curls against her stomach.

"I'm- I'm okay. Really, it's just a cut." Alexis tries to protest, but knows it's probably useless against Finn's vampire strength.

"How did this happen?" Finn all but demands, seemingly agitated by the thought of her hurt, which only manages to confuse her more.

"Why do you care?" Alexis questions rather bluntly, feeling frustrated with how her rather irrational night has gone, the hopelessness and craziness not really catching up with her.

"You are my mate, and I have been waiting for you, for hundreds of years." Finn explains, his rather large hands carefully holding her small ones in his, gently stroking her palm.

"Mate." Alexis repeats, now not faking the rather dumb tone in her voice.

"Mate." Finn nods in confirmation, gaze rather intense on her.

"What does that- you know, never mind that. If you're not going to take a chomp out of me, which I would appreciate you not doing. I would really like to clean up and get a bandage on this. It hurts and I'm all bloody now. I probably look like a mess, your mother wasn't exactly neat or kind about doing this." Alexis says, attempting to tug her hand out of Finn's grip.

"Mother did this?" Finn growls, looking murderous.

All thoughts of wanting to help his mother kill his siblings, and by extension himself, now out the window; she had hurt his mate.

"Not so nice now, is she? Didn't like it when I said no to wanting to help your impending demise. I don't like it when parents want to kill their children. Imagine that." Alexis snarks sassily, questing her inner sanity at sassing a vampire that could snap her neck in a second, seriously, what was wrong with her, she asks herself?

"Mother-" Finn growls, immediately standing up, as if to flash off to kill his mother himself, frankly startling Alexis with his actions, the switch in attitude managing to confuse Alexis even more.

"Wait- no. Finn. Don't." Alexis says, stopping Finn from doing something he'd regret, not that she'd particularly care if the Original Witch was dead, now or later, in fact she'd probably bring popcorn for that show, or hand someone a lighter, but Finn wasn't a killer, and it would probably wreck him if he killed her himself.

Alexis also realized that she was tampering with the timeline and show, which was probably stupid, I mean wasn't that always the case, girl goes into show, wreaks havoc and then can't get home? And, if by chance she was stuck her for a length of time, then maybe she should plan better than things were in the show, because honestly, sometimes she wanted to bang the main characters with a metal chair for their sheer stupidity.

Finn pauses, immediately stopping and kneeling back down next to his mate, head tilted in her direction curiously.

Alexis shakes her head again, insistently this time, tilting her head questioningly towards the study doors and then mouthing the words "later", hoping Finn would get the message in her attempts to convey what she wanted without actually speaking, in case Esther could hear what was being said outside the study doors and in the hall.

Evidentially he understood, instead biting into his wrist and shoving it into her mouth a moment later to drink.

Alexis scrunches her nose and face up, turning her head away from Finn's wrist, only to be stopped by Finn's hand on her chin.

"Drink." Finn pleads, eyes dark, intense, and pleading.

Alexis mentally sighs, deciding not to resist the strength of an Original vampire, he seemed like he was going to force it down her throat if she resisted any more. And, okay, so it wasn't as horrible as she had expected. But on the other hand, blood, that was a slightly disgusting thought for her, since she wasn't a vampire.

"May I get cleaned up now? Please?" Alexis asks politely.

"Yes, my love. Of course, come." Finn offers, offering his hand for his mate, helping her to stand swiftly from the floor.

Alexis takes it gingerly, confused at the suddenly turnabout of things, but frankly deciding to not question her clearly delusional mind. Dreaming. Clearly she must be dreaming. She must have exhausted herself with school and fallen asleep watching Netflix and fallen into an obviously too real dream about the Originals and their crazy antics and town. Or at least she was going to convince herself of that fact, because the other reality was too scary to think about.

"Is this to your satisfaction? My sister has many dresses that she has discarded. Perhaps you may find one you may like. Just for tonight. We can get you your own clothes tomorrow." Finn offers, opening a closet.

Alexis manages not to gape too much at the over flowing walk-in closet of clothes.

"Umm, yeah- it's- it's fine. I mean, more than fine. Wonderful. Thank- thank you, Finn." Alexis stutters out, then internally face palming at her stumbling words. Totally not smooth, nice work Alexis, she tells herself.

"I shall leave you then, my love." Finn bows lightly, kissing the back of her hand before exiting, doors closing with a light, muted click.

"What the fuck?" Alexis mutters to herself. "Fucking- I'm dreaming. And I need to wake up. This is all just one big hallucination… It has to be… And I really need to stop watching so much Netflix… Or reading fanfictions late at night…"

Finally throwing her hands up into the air, not knowing what else to do but follow along in her dream and make the best of this crazy, insane ass situation, Alexis meanders towards the bathroom, washing off the blood that had dried on her hand and down her arm, also washing her face, at least managing to feel slightly refreshed, before browsing through the dresses to pick one out.

"Well, Cinderella at a ball, here we come." Alexis tells herself, taking a deep breath for confidence and pushing out the door.

"You look wonderful, my love." Finn compliments, feeling as if his heart would stop at the sight of his mate, that is if his heart was still beating anyways.

"Alexis, my name is Alexis, Finn." Alexis finally corrects, wondering if Finn, similar to Niklaus, just called everyone love, or it was specific to her, somehow she didn't think so, but he didn't know her name, so she was going to tell him anyways.

"Alexis." Finn tests out his mate's name on his tongue.

"So, are you going to take me to a ball, now Finn?" Alexis asks, a smile slightly pulling at her lips as she prods Finn.

"Of course. Would you do me the great honor of allowing me to escort you, Miss Alexis, my love?" Finn asks, bowing lightly and offering his arm formally.

"Thank you, Master Finn." Alexis laughs lightly, smiling freely now, less afraid, taking Finn's offered arm.

Finn smiles back and together they walk towards the grand stair case that descends on both sides of the Mikaelson mansion; they are a picture of regality, Finn, the eldest of the Originals and Mikaelsons, always so serious, put together, walking beside Alexis, bright and glowing, radiant, opposites of each other, yet would be equals.

Downstairs the crowd was beginning to gather, the Mikaelson siblings included; the toast was about to begin and Esther would bind her children together.

Elijah, Niklaus, and Kol were scattered among the crowd in various places, Rebekah also among them in another place; Elijah next to Elena interrogating her about his mother's intentions, Niklaus having just come from talking with Caroline, Kol from his disappointing attempts at killing Matt Donavan, and Rebekah still talking to said football player.

All three Mikaelson men looked up to see their eldest brother descending the stairs with a human woman.

Under the twinkling lights of the house, the lights cast a soft glow, the woman standing next to their eldest brother glowed radiantly, her eyes twinkling as if the stars themselves hung in her eyes.

She looked up, gaze roaming lightly over the crowd, and time froze.