Chapter Ten
January 1913
"We should tell Klaus." Marianne whispered one morning. Elijah had bought a house for them in London. They lay in bed together. She lay on his naked chest and his arm was wrapped around her naked back. "We could ask him to come to the wedding."
Elijah sighed heavily. "I don't know. He's still a little angry with us."
She chuckled. "I know. But he is your brother."
"Will you invite your brothers?"
"No." She laughed. "Damon would not be happy. Stefan thinks I'm dead." She raised her head and looked at him with a smile. "As much as Klaus and I don't get along, he is sort of family to me."
Elijah sighed heavily. "I'm not going to win this argument, am I?"
"Nope." She moved to straddle his stomach, her hands placed either side of his head. "I win."
His hands ran up her bare sides and he suddenly switch positions; him on top. "I win this fight." He bent down and possessively kissed her. "I'll contact him." He whispered, an inch from her lips. "Afterwards." He kissed her again.
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She shook her head. "No. Go. I'll see you tomorrow. I need to talk to them." Glaring at Damon. "Especially the overprotective big brother." She turned and kissed Elijah. "I love you." He nodded silently and quickly left the house. "Now Damon Salvatore, you and I need a conversation." Annie glared at her brother.
"Don't start, Annie." Damon shook his head as he began pouring himself a drink. She was soon as his side and throwing the glass at the wall. "Hey!"
"You listen to me!" She glared at him and forced him to sit on a chair. "For 140 years, I have been very happy. Extremely happy. That's because of Elijah. I found someone who loves me and cares for me." She stood in front of his chair and glared down at him. "You are my big brother. I love you for trying to protect me. But for 140 years, I've been doing fine without you. Don't start now. Leave me and Elijah alone or I will rip your heart out." Tears fell down her cheeks. "Just let me be happy!"
"How can I?" He spoke angrily and stood up, towering over her. "He's an Original."
"I know he is! You really think I care about that?" She shook her head. Since 1902, Elijah and I have been apart from Klaus. We only came together a few times. We still work for him, when we want to. Like finding a doppelgänger." Looking towards Elena before looking back at Damon. "So, I ask you, leave me alone. Stay our of my private business." She turned away and left the room.
"Marianne!" Damon called after her, but she ignored him and stormed up to her bedroom.
"Let me." Elena spoke softly. "This is a time for a woman to talk to her."
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March 1913
Klaus scoffed as Elijah stood in the middle of Klaus' hotel suite in Edinburgh. "You and Marianne are getting married?"
"Yes." Elijah said curtly. "We would like you and Rebekah to be there." He sat on one of the large chairs.
"You left us. The three of us agreed, all those years ago. We'd stick together, always and forever." Klaus poured two glasses of whisky.
"I have proposition. Let Marianne and I marry and be together. Away from you. But we still work for you. I'll do your dirty work." He took the drink from Klaus, sipping it slightly. "It's not that we don't want to be with you. We don't want you controlling us."
Klaus sat opposite him. "So, you will do what I want willingly?"
"Yes." He nodded. "Will come to our wedding? I'm going to look for a minister later."
"You're here in Edinburgh?"
"No. We're in Glasgow." He drank the rest of his whisky. "Just in a little bed and breakfast. We're masquerading as a married couple there. We are going to come here to marry."
"Because you knew I was here?"
"Yes." Elijah nodded as he placed his empty glass on the table next to him. "So, will you come?"
Klaus nodded. "I'll persuade Rebekah." Both brothers stood up. "Congratulations brother. Have Marianne, come and stay here the night before your wedding. It's bad luck for the bride to see the groom before the wedding."
"I'll ask her. But don't expect her to say no." Both of the chuckled and they were reconciled after nearly 10 years of being apart.
Annie sat on her large bed with a large book sitting open in front of her. She was so angry with Damon. He was the older, overprotective brother but he was the one who always stood up for her and believed in her. She could understand if it was Stefan. It was Stefan. The two of them never got along.
"Annie?" Elena knocked on her open door. "May I come in?"
"Sure." She bookmarked her book and closed it. "How can I help you?"
She sat on the edge of Annie's bed. "I'm worried about you."
Annie smirked. "Why me? You don't even know me."
She shrugged a shoulder. "Don't know. Just me being compassionate. It's been multiplied since I turned."
"Oh right. My stubbornness was multiplied and my wanting to love." She chuckled. "I'm fine, Elena." She smiled. "It's just Damon I'm annoyed with. Makes a change. I used to be annoyed with Stefan more than anyone."
"You two never got along?"
"Occasionally." She laughed. "I'm just shocked that Stefan isn't fighting in Damon's corner." She laughed again, her hand stroking her book. "Oh well. At least, it is one less brother to worry about."
Elena laughed softly. "I understand where Damon is coming from. But, it's your life. You can do what you want."
"Thanks. Just wish Damon saw it like that." She sighed heavily. "In March, Elijah have been married for 100 years. There is nothing Damon can do about it. It's too bloody late."
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March 1913
Despite the fact that Rebekah didn't like Marianne, she was happy for Elijah. "I know you don't like me, and that I don't like you." Rebekah said as a maid dressed Marianne in her wedding dress. "But you have made Elijah extremely happy and I am glad for that."
"Thank you." She smiled at Rebekah as the maid put on her veil. "I want us to get along. Elijah thinks very highly of you."
Rebekah smiled and handed her a bouquet of flowers. "You look adequate."
Marianne snorted unladylike. "Was that a compliment?"
"No. An observation." She smirked and left the room.
The bride stood in the middle of the room as the maids fussed over her. Every time she looked at them, she wanted to sink her teeth into them. Why hadn't she eaten today? "Go!" She ordered them, but they continued fussing. "GO! Send for Klaus, please." She begged them, taking deep breaths to get rid of the hunger. All of them scuttled out of the room. She let out a slow breath once the door was closed. It had been a long time and yet she was still having trouble being under control. A knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts. "Klaus?"
"Can I come in?" He responded from the other side.
"Yes, please." She turned to face the door, as it opened and Klaus stepped inside, wearing a new wedding suit. "Thank you for coming."
"Well, can't let my brother go to just anyone." He smirked and held out his arm to her. "The car is waiting out front for us." She took a deep breath and hooked her arm in his, allowing him to lead her out of the bedroom.
Annie and Elena had ventured into town and the Mystic Grill. "Are you all right?" Annie asked her as they moved into the bar, where they were seated at a booth.
"I'm struggling. It's just that there are people everywhere, and I am trying to keep myself from diving on somebody." She sighed heavily.
"Right." Annie nodded. "Welcome to the world. If you weren't struggling, I'd be worried." She looked towards the bar. "Is the barman on vervain?"
"Um... No." She shook her head.
"I'll help you with the hunger. It's what I did in the 60's." She chuckled as she went to the bar. "Hi." She smiled sweetly at the barman. "Could I have 2 shots of vodka, 2 shots of whatever you recommend and two bottles of beer?"
"Could I have some I.D. Please?"
She gestured him to come closer, staring in his eyes once he was closer. "You don't need my I.D."
"I don't need to see your I.D." He smiled at her and began pouring her order. "Here you go."
"Thanks, sweetie." She smiled and handed him the money, carrying the tray back to the booth. "Alcohol. It always helps."
"The 60's? Really?"
"Yeah. Damon and I enjoyed. A lot." She laughed as she picked up the vodka shot. "You've heard the stories. Well multiple that by 3. That's the 60's for me. I had a few years without Elijah." She held up the glass. "Come on. It helps."
Elena picked up the glass and laughed. "Fine." She raised the glass. "To the rest of our lives."
"The rest of our lives." The two of them downed the shot, gasping at the harsh liquid running down their throats.
March 1913
Elijah had managed to compel a minister to allow him and Marianne marry in the church with only Klaus and Rebekah as witnesses. He had to also compel someone to get a license to marry, as they didn't have any forms of identification. There was no music, no flowers decorating the church. Just four members of the wedding party.
"Are you ready?" Klaus asked Marianne as they were about to walk into the church.
"No." She chuckled nervously. "Come on." Klaus led her inside the church and slowly up the aisle. She bit her lip when she saw the back of Elijah. He didn't turn around until he was at her side. "Thank you." She whispered to Klaus, who kissed her on the cheek.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together this man and this woman in holy matrimony, which is an honorable estate, instituted by God and therefore is not to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and in the love of God. Into this holy estate these two persons present come now to be joined." The minister spoke gently, enough for just the four of them to hear. "Elijah, will take Marianne's hand in yours." Elijah held his hand out to Marianne, who gently placed her hand in his. "Elijah, do you take Marianne to be your Wife?"
"I do." He smiled as he spoke, his eyes fixed on her own.
The minister continued. "Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect her, forsaking all others and holding only unto her?"
"I do." He smiled, giving her hand a small squeeze.
"Marianne, do you take Elijah to be your husband?"
"I do." She smiled widely.
"Do you promise to love, honour, cherish and protect him, forsaking all others and holding only unto him?"
"I do." She chuckled nervously.
"The rings?" The minister asked.
Klaus handed a ring to Elijah.
"Marianne, I give you this ring as a symbol of my vow, and with all that I am, and all that I have, I honour you,in the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit." Elijah spoke as he slid the ring onto her finger.
Rebekah gave Marianne the groom's ring. "Elijah," Marianne began, holding the ring on the tip of his finger. "I give you this ring as a symbol of my vow, and with all that I am, and all that I have, I honour you, in the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit." Pushing the ring on to his finger. The couple smiled broadly at each other as they held each other's hands.
"Now for your vows. Elijah, repeat after me." The minister smiled at the two of them. "I, Elijah, take thee, Marianne."
"I, Elijah take thee, Marianne." Elijah repeated after the minister, not looking away from Marianne.
"To be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse."
"To be my wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse."
"For richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."
"For richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part." Elijah smiled when he said the last part.
"Marianne, would you repeat after me. I Marianne, take thee, Elijah."
"I Marianne, take thee, Elijah."
"To be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse."
She smiled as she spoke to Elijah, her hand tight in his. "To be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse."
"For richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."
Her smile grew wider as she spoke. "For richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part."
The minister gave them a smile. "Forasmuch as Elijah and Marianne have consented together in Holy wedlock, and have witnessed the same before God and this company, and have declared the same by giving and receiving a ring, and by joining hands I now pronounce that they are husband and wife." The two smiled broadly as they held hands tightly. "You may kiss your bride."
"Come here." He smiled, pulling her close and kissing her hard. Klaus and Rebekah clapped as the two kissed. They were finally man and wife after being together for nearly 50 years.
"Another!" Elena called to the barman. "Actually, can we have the whole bottle?"
"You're learning." Annie grinned as she took the bottle from the barman. "Do you feel hungry?"
"Nope. Well, not as much as I was." She grinned as she watched Annie pour another two shots. "Do you do this everyday?"
"No," She chuckled. "Only occasionally. Do you notice Damon and Stefan have at least one drink of alcohol a day?"
She nodded and held the shot glass, looking at the substance. "Yeah. It helps?"
"No. It takes an edge off. Plus it tastes good. I'm a vodka girl." She raised the glass, Elena followed and the two of them downed their 6th shot.
A/N: Do you like the wedding? Is there anything else you want to see? In flashbacks and in the present day? You guys are amazing! This story seems to be a hit. At the time of this chapter, the story was at 4, 033 hits, 19 favourites and 36 story alerts. THANK YOU!
Responses from chapter 9:
sonotalady: I can always see Damon as the overprotective brother. He already is with Stefan but I think he would be a very overprotective brother if there was a sister.
Lady Wesker: I'm glad you liked chapter nine. I thought of a million of ways of how Elijah would propose. I knew it would be in Paris, the city of love. I was going to do it on the top of the Eiffel Tower, but too Tom Cruise. I hope you liked the wedding scene too. :)
Jenmm31: Thank you. Hope you loved their wedding. :)
the summer sky: Thank you. Damon being Damon. :) Can't beat Damon being himself when it involves Marianne/Annie. I always imagined Damon would be the very overprotective brother if he did have a sister. Hope you enjoyed this chapter.