Though its been said many times before,

By smarter people with larger minds than mine.

Love in your heart will conquer all.

~ Never Too Far Gone - Atreyu

Warning: The following chapter may have scenes in it unsuitable for younger teens. I warned you. Please do not report me. Thank you.

"Have you located the girl?" A deep voice asked his accomplice over the phone, flipping a coin throughout his fingers.

"No, sir. I have't. But I have a few leads. My next location is Virginia. She's gotten quite good at covering her tracks." The voice was shaking over the phone.

"Find. Her. This is your last chance. Do not disappoint me." He flipped his phone closed, hanging it up. "Soon, my dear Angela.

Angela felt a lot better. Her body hadn't gotten the proper rest after her failed attempt to influence Elijah. She completely dried herself off and dressed in her under garments. Her phone started to ring. She picked it up and looked; It was Elijah.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Good morning, Angela. I was hoping to invite you over to my mansion for lunch this afternoon. Would you like to join me?" He asked. She could tell by his tone that he was hopeful.

"Well, I have a lot of college work to do and I was hoping to knock some of it out today."

"If you would like to get out of your room, you are more than welcome to do it here. I don't mind." She had a feeling he wasn't going to stop asking her. She gave up.

"Okay, Elijah. What time?"

"Around 12:30?"

"Sounds perfect. See you then." Her nerves caused her to hang up before she could wait on his response. Eek! She was still half naked. To show her casual side, she dressed herself in jeans and a black tang top. Not too fancy. But she couldn't get enough of her Christian Dior perfume in J'adore.

She went ahead and packed up her laptop in her laptop case as well as one of her books. Before she went to Elijah's, she thought it was best to take a small nap.

Stefan and Elena decided to pay a visit to Bonnie to see how things were coming along.

"I told you guys, I don't know when he will recover completely. That spell was unpredictable."

"Can you at least tell us where his body is? Damon can keep an eye on him. We don't want anything happening to Klaus. As much as we hate it, we can't let him be killed." Stefan had just about enough of the Klaus business but he was the maker of his line. That had to count for something, right?

Bonnie sighed and realised it would be a good idea. Otherwise, Klaus could have come back already and no one would ever know. "Fine. I'll text Damon the address. It's in an old warehouse." Bonnie picked up her phone and texted it to Damon. "There."

"Bonnie.." Elena began.

"Don't bother Elena."

"You're my best friend. Why is it our relationship is so cold?"

"You're a vampire, Elena. I'm a witch. Do the math.." Bonnie turned away like she was holding back tears. Everyone she had ever known got turned into a vampire..or betrayed her in some way..or both.

"I love you, Bonnie. You are my best friend and I hope that you'll come around." And with that, she tugged on Stefan's arm and left Bonnie's house. Bonnie sank to the floor and cried it all out.

Angela stirred and looked at the clock. It struck noon. Had she been that tired? She yawned and picked up her laptop bag, slipped on her flip flops and made her way down the stairs and to the car. It didn't take her long but it took her quite a bit of thinking to remember the path she had ran and came across his mansion.

She gazed upon it with complete awe again. It was such a beautiful home. She pulled her Mustang into the loop and parked.

As she walked up to the door, her eyed examined every detail of the house.

"Watch where you're going!" A strong, female, english accent yelled at her.

"Oh..Excuse me, I was just admiring Elijah's lovely home. Your name is Rebekah, right?"

She stuck her nose up at Angela and walked off, mumbling, "So you're the human my brother is kicking me out for..."

Angela ignored the comment and knocked on the big wooden door. Elijah opened moments later.

Angela smiled. "Charming sister you have there."

He welcomed her in. "You have no idea. The library is this way. It will be the perfect place for you to work." He showed her to the library and it was massive. "I'm almost finished our lunch. I hope you like Chicken Marsala with angel hair pasta."

"You never cease to impress me, Elijah. You can cook too?" She couldn't help but flirt.

"I can do many things." He winked at her. It seems he couldn't resist flirting back.

She watched his body stride towards the kitchen. He was only missing his jacket and his dress shirt sleeves were rolled up to the elbow. She bit her lip and felt a heat rising from her mid-section. Take a deep breath, Angela. Not the time to get the hots for him. She thought to herself.

Elijah heard her heartbeat speed up as he walked away. He couldn't help but smirk at the reaction she had to his behind alone.

Lunch was ready. Elijah plated the meals and carried them towards the library. As he turned the corner, he could hear a struggle. Angela was on all fours, trying to plug in her computer. It was his turn to feel the heat rising in his body. And in his case, literally. He closed his eyes and regained control of his body.

She heard him clear his throat and quickly found the plug from inbetween the table and the bookshelf. She got up quickly and turned around, blushing madly.

"Let's eat!" She was embaressed. He smirked at her and listened to the pounding of her heart. Something about her nervousness aroused him. Stop. He told himself.

They both sat down and ate in almost complete silence. Glancing at eachother throughout the meal. She occasionally looked at her laptop and answered a question here and there. In all the awkwardness after they finished eating, she decided to get up and look at some of the books on the bookshelf.

"Wow..so many books to choose from. History. Fantasy. Classics." She turned around and he was standing right there. "Oh! Elijah you scared me!"

He had to...he couldn't stop himself. He caught her gaze and said, "Kiss me." She could feel his influence trying to tug at her mind. Instead of denying him what he wanted, she raised to the tips of her toes and pressed her lips against his. The static between their bodies was unbelievable. The one kiss didn't stop there. The passion exchanged in these kisses after only knowing eachother a few days was ungodly. He had somehow rotated her body to the desk. She felt him lift her body onto it, causing her legs to naturally wrap around his waist. The heat started again and neither of them could stop it. Except one thing. Angela had to get this straight before anything happened. As his lips trailed down her chin, to her neck, she whispered in his ear, "You didn't have to attempt to compel me...I know what you are." At that point, his lips stopped and he raised up.

"What am I?" He asked.

"A vampire." She replied.