Elena roused to a stream of brilliant light coming through her window, and the heat of the sun causing her room to fill with warmth. She smiled until she realized that there was an empty space in her bed and the feel of her skin was cool against her fingers. She let out a sigh then pulled the covers off her body. She knew that Elijah probably went back to Klaus' house and that he would have to come up with an excuse as to why she left the ball unless they didn't notice. She chewed on her lower lip as she walked downstairs to make breakfast but the an arrangement of smells wafted over to her and she couldn't help but wonder; did someone notice her absence and come over to cook her breakfast? She was sure that there were a few voice mails from Stefan and Damon, even from her friends too.

It wasn't the Salvatore brothers or her own brother who was cooking breakfast for her, it was Elijah. He turned his head to look at her and he flashed her a smile.

'Good morning, Elena. Forgive me, I do hope you don't mind me making you food?'

She just watched him for a moment, he wasn't wearing the same suit but a grey button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dress pants that were perfectly pressed. There wasn't even a strand of hair out of place and Elena was very tempted to gently run her fingers through the dark strands to see if it was as soft as it looked. It kept taking her by surprise how different he looked with short hair but it suited him. It showed off his handsome face. Elena also had to admit to herself that she didn't realize Elijah would do such a modern cut. She then eyed the food and smiled back at the Original.

'You know how to cook?'

'Of course. I know many things and cooking is one of them.'

'Many things? Like what?'

'I know many languages.'

Curiosity overtook Elena because even though they spent quite of bit of time together, she didn't know that much about the man who constantly helped save her when he was in town and not daggered. She knew about him and how he loved Katherine but did she really know all that more about him? She would take the time to get to know Elijah soon. Plus, she wanted him to speak another language to her.

'Where did you learn to cook?'

'Well, when I visited Italy and Paris, I learned there. I'll let you in on a secret, Klaus likes to cook too.'

Elena couldn't help but laugh as she began to help Elijah with setting the table and placing the food on the plates. He seemed more at ease with her. Of course, they weren't in serious danger at the moment or trying to negotiate a deal so he could just relax with her.

Once they finished setting up, Elijah took his seat across from Elena after holding her chair out for her and looked at her. He studied her face for a moment then put food in his mouth and it seemed that he was thinking hard about something. Elena had so many questions for Elijah but she didn't know if she should ask them but what else could they speak about over breakfast?

'Did you look at art? What about music? Famous landmarks? Plays? Musicals? What about your clothes? Have you always worn suits?'

Elena had to bite her lip before more questions came out but then she put food in her mouth. She widened her eyes and made a noise of appreciation. Wow, Elijah was really a good cook and she tried to chew as slowly as possible. She heard Elijah laughing quietly to himself then look amused.

'I love art and I looked at everything possible. I love many types of music. Hm, that statue in New York and Madison Garden. Every play. All of them.'

Elijah laughed again at the question of what he wore and he couldn't help but think of all the styles that were in fashion. There were so many and some of them were horrendous and some of them were very nice. He sometimes missed the clothing of his time when he was human but then there were the corsets that always attracted his eye. They were a pain to take off but they look beautiful on a woman.

'What about famous poets? Did you see them?'

'I usually wore what was in fashion but sometimes I wished I were daggered. Oh yes, of course. Oscar Wilde and Edgar Alan Poe were good friends of mine. I helped with a few poems and The Picture of Dorian Gray is secretly about me.'

Elijah winked at Elena then continuing eating his food and Elena just stared at him in fascination. He could always predict what her next question was going to be and he went through the many poems that he enjoy and tried to pick out a line from his favourite one. He was quite hard though because there were so many poems that were very well written.

'What about Shakespeare and William Blake?'

'Yes, them as well. '

'What's your favourite poem?'

'Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou artmore lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.'

Elena couldn't help but smile at Elijah after finishing her last bite of food. His voice sounded like rich and an accent was more pronounced while he spoke. She could listen to him speak all day but the sound of heavy knocking interrupted her thoughts. Elena let out a sigh then got up and started to take the dishes.

'That is a beautiful poem.'

'I think so too. It kind of reminds me of someone. I shall get the door for you.'

Elijah got up with a smile and made his way to the front door and opened it slowly, hoping that it would just be one of her friends but he didn't hear the heartbeat of the witch so it could be the blonde one or one of his brothers or even Rebekah came to fetch him. It wasn't anyone he thought he was and his brows raised as a pair of piercing blue eyes changed from worried to caution.

'Damon.'

'Hello, Elijah.. What are you doing here and where is Elena?'

A/N: I am very sorry that this chapter isn't that good and for it taking me forever to post a chapter. I'm a little blocked at what to write next. It's probably very out of character for both of them. I do hope you enjoy it even if it's a little boring. I'll try to write something better soon! Thank you for all the reviews and the positive feedback considering I was only going to make this a one-shot but you guys liked it so I added chapters. Hopefully I won't fail you.