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As Elijah laid comforting kisses on her forehead, she sobbed, hard. She grieved for her best friend's death. She grieved for the loss of Elijah's sister. She cried, for she knew, Elijah wouldn't have. He was emotional, but even for his beloved sister, Elijah was rarely the one to shed tears. He was too old world to cry. But Charmeine knew him too well, for she cried for their loss, both of their losses; his sister's and her Best friend's.


"Elijah, I am not able to track him. My powers don't work over witches'. He's hidden under a spell. Just like you were." Charmeine spoke, disappointed. Her and Elijah, both had a common goal now, Klaus. They needed to find him. He needed to be killed. Charmeine wanted to kill him with her bare hands for killing her family. Yes, Bekah and Kol, they were her family. Klaus had killed them, he would pay for it. Klaus didn't have only Elijah as an enemy anymore, he had Charmeine as an enemy too. And if only he knew, he would be a bit frightened at that thought. Behind all that warmth and joy that Elijah saw, there was a strong-willed woman underneath. She was the force not to be messed with.

"We just have to wait. We have to wait for that opening. His witches, no matter how strong, will get tired. Their spell will weaken, and we will find him." Elijah said reassuringly. He was more than happy for a partner such strong as Charmeine. He was more than happy to have his wife back. His wife, who was equally willing to kill the brother he hated the most, was just a bonus. They will find him.

Klaus, with his obnoxious need to break that curse, he will have to eventually turn up in Mystic Falls, birthplace of the doppelganger. And when he does, Elijah would be there, waiting for him. He will make him suffer, for taking his family away. For ripping their family apart.

"Then we wait," Charmeine spoke, getting up and walking towards the bathroom. She had spent the remaining of the night trying to track Klaus. She was tired. And it was almost noon. She needed a long nice bath. It was a long night and an emotional one at that. Learning of Bekah's demise had not been easy. She was devastated to say the least. Last night had been an emotional rollercoaster.

Getting Elijah back gave her that ecstatic feeling and learning of Bekah's death made her feel that grave loss. But now, she had one goal on her mind, Revenge.

One of the reasons why Elijah and Charmeine were soul mates, was the morals they shared. They both believed in revenge. Sometimes, there's honour in revenge.

"Like you said, I was under a hidden spell. How'd you find me then?" Elijah spoke, suddenly realizing he didn't ask her about how she tracked him down. He had had Jonas and Luca cast a hidden spell on him, to protect his whereabouts from Klaus. He was not afraid of him, No. But how was he to avenge his family's death if he was lying at the bottom of the ocean with a dagger in his heart?

"I believe Jonas and Luca's spell is still intact. They were killed, not turned. So they must be on the other side, and their spell wouldn't have worn off," Elijah said speculating.

"Yes, their spell is still intact. I couldn't track you. But, I knew you must have always carried the engagement ring with yourself. You loved me too much to destroy it," She smiled. She felt so lucky to have Elijah in her life. She was aware of his love for her and she felt blessed.

"You tracked the ring," Elijah finished her explanation. He gave her a genuine smile. One that only his wife deserved.

"I am heading for a shower, care to join?" There was no lust in Charmeine's words. Just plain longing. He was her husband after all. They both had tremendous self control. But, love is always known to break the strongest of controls. They both were experiencing an emotional high from what they had gone throughout the night, and now they just wanted to feel nothing but each other. No sadness, no loss, no grief, no revenge. Just each other.

Elijah flashed himself into the bathroom and started the shower. "Coming?" He asked from the bathroom while taking his tie and shoes off. Charmeine held back a chuckle as she saw his eagerness. Shaking her head in amusement, she swiftly walked into the bathroom and helped Elijah undress as he was the one with lots of clothing. She was only wearing a night gown. A swift tug of Elijah's hands, and even that was on the floor.


"His wife?" Stefan asked dumbfounded. He was more worried about Elena than ever. The worry lines had taken permanent residence on Stefan's forehead and if we thought he was brooding before…

"Yup," Damon replied, popping the p.

"We kill Luca and Jonas and now he gets an apprentice much more powerful than them? We need to get Elena out of here. Before he comes for her again," Stefan said while walking around in circles.

"Relax. From the looks of it, they are having a lover's quarrel. Think about it, she could have waited for her husband to get, you know, dead undead. But she left. And not because she was afraid of us. And then he marches down here to get Bonnie to do a location spell," Damon countered.

"What do you mean?" Stefan stopped in the middle of his circle walking fiasco.

"Meaning, she wasn't waiting for him in a sexy little piece from Victoria's secret at home. Meaning, we still have a chance. Meaning, I need to talk to that lady, ASAP," Damon was already imagining Charmeine in his favorite Victoria's Secret number, halfway through the sentence.

"Damon, she's his wife. We can't be too sure. I have to convince Elena to leave here. It's too risky now."

"Fine, get her out of town until I deal with Mr and Mrs. Smith, " Damon couldn't help but chuckle as he thought of the irony of Elijah using Smith as his Last name and suddenly a powerful Mrs. Smith coming to his rescue.

"Not funny Damon, not when it's our lives that are on the line. Especially Elena's," Stefan said as he realized what his big brother was thinking about.

"Oh c'mon, it's funny. We kill Mysterious Mr. Smith and suddenly equally mysterious and powerful Mrs. Smith comes to his rescue? It is funny," Damon said laughing.

"Meet me at Elena's place in 20 minutes, I need to hunt," Stefan said ignoring his brother's pleas about how funny it was and left.

30 minutes later.

"No way! I am not running away when all the people I love are in danger because of me. Because of me Stefan!" Elena protested.

"Elena, you have to go, if you stay here, the people you love will get harmed anyway trying to protect you."

"Stefan, I don't want anybody protecting me. I made that deal once, I can make it again. I am not putting anybody in danger. And I am certainly not running away like Katherine did. You remember what she told us, don't you? How she was punished? For running away?"

"Enough with the martyr drama. I thought we were over this, Elena. No sacrificing yourself for some freak of a ritual. You are leaving. With or without your consent. Stefan will take you to a different country and you both will have your happily ever after and I will manage supernatural festivities here. Okay?" Damon said standing up from his place from kitchen counter and walking towards Elena threateningly.

"You have no right to do that, Both of you. It's my life and I will do whatever I want with it," Elena choked out before running upstairs to her room, crying on her way up there.

"Face it brother, she needs compulsion. It's for her safety. You cannot go around letting her make her stupid choices if you want her to live. For once, you have to agree," Damon said stopping Stefan from following Elena upstairs.

"It's her free will Damon, I can't take that. I can't do that to her. She will hate me for it."

"I can. I will even let her hate me for it, if it saves her life," Damon said before flashing upstairs.

"what the hell?" Stefan heard Damon yell and ran upstairs. When he reached there, he saw an empty bedroom. Empty Elena's Bedroom. He quickly searched Jeremy's bedroom. And the rest of the house. She was nowhere to be found. She was just there a minute ago. Where did she go? She was human, she couldn't have gone anywhere without alerting them. Someone took her. Someone who had been invited in.

"Katherine," Damon murmured as he contemplated Katherine's sudden interest in helping them. Of course she was running her own little scheme on the side. A scheme that included abducting Elena.

Stefan quickly dialed Bonnie and Damon dialed Katherine. Oh she was going to get a piece of her mind when he found her. She was also probably going to get her heart ripped out too, by Damon the dearest.

"Oh Hey Damon, nice to hear you have no problem compelling the girl you love. You think she will understand that? She will hate you for it Damon. Stefan hated me for it."

"Correction, he still hates you and No, Dr. Phil, I don't need to talk about love with you. You get your slutty ass over here or I will make sure you beg for your death."

"Sorry Damon, it was either me or her."

"And as always, you chose yourself. You selfish little bitch."

"Goodbye Damon," She hung up.

"What now?" Stefan asked Damon. He was standing right behind Damon and had heard his full conversation with Katherine. Even the part with "compelling the girl you love". He was too engrossed in Elena to even think about his brother being in love with his girlfriend right now.

"Where's Bonnie?"

"She's at the old witches' house. Jeremy is there with her. She's locating Elena as we speak," Stefan replied.

"Good, then.." Damon was interrupted by his cell ringing. It was Alaric.

"Ric, Elena's been kidnapped. Gonna need your weapons. Katherine's getting a stake through her heart today."

"Hello Damon, glad I don't have to deliver the news myself, but yes, Katherine has Elena and the moonstone. And I know your little witch is locating her right now, but if you even as much as get out of Mystic Falls, I will Kill Ric. Don't even think about coming to your damsel's rescue. She is alive and fine. I won't kill her. She won't be harmed. But you are not to leave Mystic Falls. Have no doubt Damon, I will kill Ric first and Jenna later if I see any of you out of Mystic Falls."

"What makes you think I give a damn about them?"

"Oh but I think you do, Damon. Ric's your only friend. And Jenna, well try explaining her death to Elena. Poor girl's already lost too much," Isobel said with mock sympathy.

"I swear to god, Isobel, I will…"

Damon looked at his cell to see that the call was disconnected.

"That bitch hung up," Damon said grinding his teeth. Oh he was mad. Super mad.

"We can't go for her Damon, She can't lose any more people than she's already lost."

"What do you want to do then? Sit on our asses and wait for Mommy Isobel to drop Elena off?" Damon spat out sounding irritated.

"No, we get help," Stefan said looking Damon in the eye. It took a second or two before Damon understood what Stefan was talking about.

"Oh no! No way. I like un-paralyzed version of myself better. And who's to say Elijah won't rip our hearts out the minute he sees us?"

"We have to take that chance Damon, its Elena."

"Fine. I'll head up to the grill and we'll go from there. If I am going to be talking to Mr or Mrs Smith, I am gonna need a drink. Maybe 10."


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