Alex woke hours later, the blankets and Elijah's arms still wrapped around her. Her head and body no longer ached from expending her power, but her stomach rumbled with hunger and she knew Elijah still probably had things he wanted to say to her.
Elijah sensed the moment Alex was awake and shifted her gently in his embrace, watching her stretch and nuzzle into his side. His hand rested gently against her hair and smiled softly, grateful in the knowledge that she was safe and well.
He had been nearly out of his mind when he had woken this morning and found her gone. His chest had tightened with panic and he had found it nearly impossible to stop himself from chasing after her.
When he had found that Cami was also gone, he had calmed, measurably. Being unable to reach Alex had taken away that measure of calm and had nearly pushed him into ripping apart the covens to find out what had happened to her and what Laurent might have done.
With Davina as the head of the covens and their enemy now, he knew taking a fight to them was a suicide mission. When Alex had finally texted him telling him she was well, relief had nearly crippled him.
Now, watching her beautiful eyes flutter open and find his gaze, he felt warmth shoot through him, along with frustration at her stubbornness to not include him in the day. A sheepish look crossed her face and his brows rose in amusement.
"How are you feeling?" he asked softly, brushing her hair back gently.
Alex sighed softly and smiled, "Fine, a little hungry." Her stomach rumbled loudly and she laughed, "Okay, maybe a lot hungry."
Elijah smiled softly and nodded, "Then let's get you some food." He grabbed Alex's waist and in a flash of movement carried her down to the kitchen, setting her on the counter gently. Alex gasped softly and grasped Elijah's shoulders to steady herself.
Elijah smiled at her gasp and leaned in slowly, watching her pupils dilate with desire. When his mouth was a breath away from hers he hesitated there and whispered, "You cannot do that to me again. EVER."
Alex smiled and tilted her chin up slightly brushing her lips across his. "I'm sorry Elijah, really." She ran her hands down his arms, gently squeezing, giving him a wicked smile. "I'll have to make it up to you."
Elijah made a soft noise of pleasure and captured her mouth with his, his fingers twining through her hair, the hand at her waist drawing her up and tightly against him. Alex moaned softly and arched against him, kissing him eagerly.
After long minutes of passionate kissing, Elijah broke away and leaned his forehead against hers, sighing softly. "I'd better get you that food" he murmured.
Alex smiled and kissed him softly, "My hero." She leaned back against the cupboards and watched as he moved smoothly around her kitchen, making her a sandwich and soup. His movements were fast but tidy and organized.
You did well today my dear. You are grasping your power so well. Alex smiled at the sound of her gram's voice in her head. She tucked her chin and closed her eyes, speaking back to her gram using her mental voice.
Thank you grams. I'm sorry we had to take down your barrier, but I have to protect myself from Laurent.
Her grams sighed softly. I don't blame you my dear Alex. That barrier was breaking down and wouldn't have protected you for much longer. It had already been attacked when I was killed.
Alex stiffened and her eyes flew open. What happened that night grams? Who killed you?
Her grams went silent for a long moment and then spoke softly. I will tell you after you open the trunk. For now, be safe. This vampire, he is good-hearted, as well as his kind can be. But he still poses a threat to your safety and I will NOT allow that. There was iron in her gram's voice and Alex felt her spine stiffen involuntarily.
What the hell are you talking about grams? Elijah hasn't done anything but try to protect me! All of this shit started because of you and your coven!
Her gram made a soft harrumphing noise. It may well have young lady but I will not tolerate that tone. Now, you be cautious and open that trunk, and I will speak with you later.
Alex shuddered softly and shook her head as the voice cleared away. She rubbed the bridge of her nose, taking her glasses off and rubbing at her eyes.
"What's wrong?" Elijah asked softly. She felt his hand rest softly on her cheek and sighed, leaning into it. Elijah frowned and ran his thumb over her cheek, "Alex, what is it?" he murmured.
Alex sighed and opened her eyes, "I'm sorry, I just had a small discussion with my grams."
Elijah frowned, looking confused. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Your grams is dead. How are you speaking with her?" he asked.
Alex wiggled her fingers, "Magic. All the power from the covens and grams came into me and now I can hear her." She sighed, "She's upset with my attitude towards you. She thinks you're dangerous to me and she wants me to be careful."
Elijah raised a brow, "Well she could be right. My family does have a history of bringing harm to those around them. I especially have an issue with the women in my life falling to violence. But she should know that I would never hurt you or let anything happen to you."
Alex shook her head, "I get the feeling that it doesn't matter to her what your intentions are. What she wants is for us to open that trunk from the attic. I can't believe I haven't done it yet."
Elijah smiled softly, "You have been busy recovering from your fight with Laurent and your spell. It's to be expected. Now it's time for you to eat." Gripping her waist, he lifted her off the counter, smiling as her legs wrapped around his waist.
Alex smiled as she kissed him, sliding her legs from around Elijah's waist. His hand at her waist was firm as he guided her to the small kitchen table where her food waited. As she ate Elijah cleaned the kitchen and kept a close eye on her, worried about the toll her magic was taking on her and about how her grams was affecting her.
He worried that the other covens would come to realize a new witch had come into her powers and try to take control of Alex. His lips curled in defiance. He would never let that happen.
Alex stood and gathered her dishes, setting them in the sink before gathering her coat and purse. Smiling at Elijah she held out her hand, "Ready?" she asked.
He walked forward and took her hand readily. "Where are we going?" he asked softly.
Alex sighed, "It's time to open that trunk and find out what happened to grams."
They sat together in the study, the trunk before them on the large desk. Alex brushed her hair back with a trembling hand and smiled nervously at Elijah, "Well, here goes."
He nodded and watched as she reached out and turned the lock, hearing the mechanisms inside turn and click. There was an audible creak as the lid unlatched, and Elijah could smell the air from within the trunk hissing out.
Alex lifted the lid and stared at the contents in confusion. There was a silver athame, and a stack of letters, tied with a ribbon. Lifting them out she found a small animal skull underneath covered in runes, a delicate silver ring etched with runes, and finally, a set of keys.
Picking up the ring she rolled it between her fingers, feeling the slight hum of power as it touched her skin. Elijah picked up the letters and fingered the ribbon, smelling a soft scent of perfume on them.
"Who do you suppose these are from?" he asked softly.
"Hmm?" Alex looked up from the ring and set it aside to take the letters gently from Elijah. Pulling the ribbon off she lifted the first letter off the pile and slid her finger under the edge of the envelope and lifted the letter out.
Unfolding the letter she read slowly, her eyes growing wide with shock. Her hand trembled and the letter fell to the desk as tears rolled down her face.
Elijah was startled to see tears on Alex's face as she placed trembling hands on her face and cried softly. Moving swiftly, he pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her, his strong hands holding her close.
As her tears wet his shirt Elijah felt her fingers wrap around his jacket, her sadness and desperation a visceral thing. "What's wrong?" he murmured. He rubbed her back softly and sighed, hating to see her in pain.
Alex shuddered and sat up, wiping at her eyes, sniffling. Shaking her head she smiled shakily. "It's a letter from grams to my grandfather. I never knew him and she never talked about him. She always said that he had died in World War Two, but it appears that isn't true."
Handing him the letter she smiled sadly. "Antoine was my grandfather. They met before the war, and grams got pregnant. When he left, she met another man and married him, but still wrote to Antoine, telling him about my mom. She was worried that my mother would look like Antoine and her husband would hurt them. So she went to her coven and they did a spell to change her appearance upon birth. No one ever knew."
Alex sighed and touched the ring lying on the table. "Antoine sent her this to give to my mom when she came into her powers. But mom never had any powers. So I guess it's mine now."
Elijah ran his fingers over the words on the page and squeezed her arm softly. "Which means Laurent is your half uncle, according to your research."
Alex inhaled sharply but nodded. Picking up the ring she slid it onto her middle finger on her right hand. A small shudder went through her and she felt her power ripple and settle within her. Looking at Elijah she smiled, "Do I look any different?" she asked wryly.
Shaking his head he raised a hand and stroked her cheek softly. "Still as beautiful as ever." Leaning in he kissed her softly, his mouth soft but urgent. Breaking away, Alex sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder.
"I don't understand why Laurent is trying to kill me. He said he was trying to destroy my bloodline…which means he doesn't know we're family. If he did he wouldn't be doing this."
Elijah frowned and ran a hand up and down her arm absently. "Perhaps we need to speak with your grandmother on why this is happening. Do you think she could shed some light on why Laurent is doing this?" he asked.
Alex sighed and nodded, "Let's wait a bit; I want to read the rest of these letters. I'm not ready to talk to her." Her heart hurt from the revelation that she didn't know her family and her stomach roiled with anger. Turning the ring on her finger, she bit her lip, wondering what her grandmother would have to say for herself.
Standing up from Elijah's lap she moved to the alcohol trolley and poured herself a glass of bourbon before sitting down and opening another letter. Elijah stood and leaned down to press a kiss to her temple, "I'll give you some space, shall I?" he murmured.
Alex looked up from the letter and smiled softly at him. "I would appreciate that. Thank you." Tilting her chin up she kissed him softly and curled her hand into his hair for a moment before pulling away and smiling warmly at him.
Elijah smiled and turned to go, hesitating at the door. Turning back he gave her a hesitant look and asked, "Would you be willing to meet someone when you're done? She's very special to me."
Alex raised a brow but nodded, "I'm intrigued, but okay. I'll come find you." Elijah nodded and smiled at her, still looking uncertain as he turned and left.
Alex shook her head and ran a hand through her hair, turning her attention to the letters.
As the sun set Alex set aside the last of the letters and sighed deeply, her heart heavy with a mix of emotions.
It was obvious from the letters that Antoine and her grams had loved each other deeply, and despite the fact that grams had changed her mother's appearance to hide the truth, Antoine had never stopped loving her grams.
Despite both of them moving on to other people and Antoine eventually having another child, they had written to each other over the years, and had formed a coven together, dedicated to helping those in need.
The letters revealed no more, which meant she needed to speak with her grams. At the moment however, she really wanted nothing more than food, and to see Elijah.
Gathering up the letters she stuffed them into the trunk and locked it once again. Stuffing the key into her pocket she grabbed her tumbler of bourbon (which was nearly empty for a second time) and stood, swaying slightly, and wandered through the halls until she came to Elijah's room.
Knocking on the door, she pushed it open and sighed when she found it empty. Turning, she pulled it shut and wandered through the house, calling out for Elijah. A moment later he stepped out of a room with a blanket over his shoulder, looking distinctly more relaxed than usual.
Dressed in a sweater and well fitting jeans, he looked positively…yummy.
Raising a brow, Alex stepped close and touched his chest softly, "I like the change of outfit, it's very homey."
Elijah smirked and leaned down to kiss her, enjoying the taste of bourbon on her lips. "Thank you. How are you?" he asked softly.
Alex shrugged and smiled, "Fine for now." Running her fingers over the blanket on his shoulder she frowned softly, "What is this? A baby blanket?" Her eyes flashed up to his face, the question plain on her face.
Elijah smiled and took her hand, "There's someone I'd like you to meet." Leading her into the room he had emerged from, he led her to a nursery. Standing in the crib was a toddler girl. Elijah made a soft noise at her and leaned down to scoop her up into his arms, turning her towards Alex.
"Alex, this is my niece Hope." He smiled and waved Hope's hand at Alex, grinning when Hope squealed in delight. Alex laughed and stepped close, reaching out to tickle her softly.
Smiling at Elijah she gave him a questioning look. "I don't understand. Vampires can't have babies. How is this your niece? Did one of you adopt?"
Elijah sighed, "It's more complicated than that. Klaus is a hybrid, remember?"
"Ahh, yes. So, where's her mom?" Alex asked softly, reaching out to stroke Hope's cheek.
Elijah frowned. "She's cursed at the moment. She's a hybrid as well. She can only be human once a month, on the full moon."
Alex sighed, "Which is tonight."
Elijah nodded. "I…I was hoping you and Freya could come and try to break the spell. If you don't want to, I understand."
Alex stared at him, seeing the pain and the hope in his eyes and suddenly understood. He had loved Hope's mother. Something that felt vaguely like being punched in the stomach hit her and she felt like throwing up.
"Do you still love her mother?" Alex asked her voice barely above a whisper.
Elijah flinched and his grip on Hope tightened. "I…Not anymore. I care for her because she is family, and because she gave us Hope. What has happened to her is cruel and needs to end. If you don't want to aid her, I understand."
Alex nodded and stared at Hope. No child deserved to be deprived of her parent. Looking back to Elijah she smiled tightly, "Of course I'll help you." Running a hand through her hair she sighed and reminded herself to relax, that Elijah was with her now, not this other woman.
It wasn't fair to be upset with him for loving other people. Jealousy was an ugly emotion.
Smiling at Elijah she asked, "Can I hold her?"
His posture relaxed and he nodded, turning to hold Hope out to her. Alex lifted her easily and held her close, immediately rocking her and speaking softly.
"Hello darling, how are you? I bet you miss your mom huh? Well, we'll see her tonight. Yes." Smiling, she brushed a kiss to Hope's head and laughed when the toddler lifted a hand to her face tapping it softly against her cheek.
Elijah watched them, smiling softly. It made his chest hurt, in the general vicinity of his heart, to see something that he yearned for, but knew he could never have.
When Alex turned to him and smiled, holding Hope close, his grip on the crib nearly splintered the wood. Alex walked over to the crib and leaned down, setting Hope back in her crib. Leaning against Elijah she sighed, "I'm sorry."
He frowned, "Why? What for?"
"Because I was jealous and that's not fair. We've both loved people in the past, and it's not fair for us to be upset about that. I trust you." She looked up at him and reached up to touch his cheek softly, "I trust you not to hurt me."
Elijah's eyes flashed and he pulled her against him, "I have a long history of doing just that. But I will fight to protect you, you know that."
Alex nodded and wound her arms around his neck. "Just remember I have the power to kick your ass."
Elijah smirked, "It's a very attractive quality." He leaned down and kissed her, his mouth firm and demanding. When he broke away Alex was breathless and pressed firmly against him. "Very attractive."
Alex chuckled softly and ran her fingers through his hair, raising a brow. "Mmm well why don't you and I go to the kitchen and get some food, and then you can show me how attractive you find me?"
Elijah smirked, "Food? That's what you're thinking about right now?"
Alex laughed, "Yes, unlike you I need to eat. So…" pulling away from him slightly, she smiled, "Let's eat."
Elijah sighed and nodded, wrapping an arm around her waist. Alex looked over at Hope and frowned, "Will she be alright by herself?" she asked, worried.
Elijah nodded, "Klaus is coming for her now." A moment later the door opened and Klaus strode in. He paused at the sight of Alex and his brow furrowed.
"Brother, may I speak with you?" he growled, stepping towards them.
Elijah glanced down at Alex and pushed her gently, "I'll meet you in the kitchen." Alex stared at him for a moment and then nodded, walking quickly out of the room. As much as she wanted to stay and hear what was said, she really didn't want to be caught between the two brothers during a fight.
Klaus glared at Elijah. "What the bloody hell were you thinking? That woman is a liability and you just showed her our biggest secret!"
Elijah sighed and shook his head, "Niklaus, I assure you she is reliable. She is a powerful witch who may be able to reverse the curse on Hayley. She can also help Hope with her powers as she gets older. She is of no threat to you. Do you understand me?" His tone was firm.
Klaus glowered and shook his head, "She is a threat and should be dealt with as such."
In a flash Elijah was across the room and had Klaus's shirt in his fist, his face inches from his brothers. "You will not harm her. Do. You. Understand. Me."
Klaus smirked and nodded, "Very well brother. But if any harm comes to my daughter because of the witch I will kill her."
Elijah snarled and shook Klaus, "Over my dead body."
Klaus chuckled as Elijah released him and walked away. "That can be arranged" he murmured.
Alex looked up with wide eyes as the kitchen door banged open and Elijah stormed in. Walking to the counter where she sat he reached for the tumbler of bourbon beside her and threw it back in one gulp.
With a violent crash he threw the glass against the wall and whirled to grip the countertop, the tile cracking under his fingers.
"Umm I was planning on drinking that. What the hell?" Alex murmured.
"My brother has threatened to kill you if any harm should come to Hope because of you."
Alex raised a brow. "Well. That's just stupid. I would never harm a child or allow anything to happen to a child. What do I need to do to convince your brother of that?"
Elijah breathed out sharply in a harsh laugh, "You won't ever be able to convince him of your reliability. He doesn't even trust family."
Alex's brow furrowed and she shook her head, "Wow, that's seriously messed up." Sliding off the counter she placed her dishes in the sink and went to Elijah's side, placing her hand on his arm softly, drawing his gaze up from the countertop.
"Why don't we take the trunk and my things back to my house? We can come back for Hope later." She saw the grateful look in his eyes and smiled softly, squeezing his bicep.
Elijah nodded, "I'll gather the trunk while you get your things. Meet me in the plaza."
Alex smiled and nodded, moving to her tiptoes to brush a kiss on his cheek. His hand at her waist was firm before releasing her. He disappeared in a flash, leaving her to sigh and shake her head at the fucked-upness of the Mikaelson family.
Walking to the room she had been staying in she quickly gathered her things and shoved them into her bag, double checking to make sure she had everything before pulling her jacket on and shrugging the bag over her shoulder.
As she pulled the door shut behind her she came face to face with Klaus. Her heart thumped hard for a moment before settling. "What can I do for you Klaus?" she asked politely, her smile sharp.
"You can stay the hell away from my family. It might be unhealthy for you otherwise." Klaus gave her a wicked smile and leaned in, "I would hate to see anything happen to you or Elijah."
Alex saw red.
Her hand moved without thought, whipping out to slap Klaus, rocking him back. Her power lashed out to pin him against the wall and she stepped close, her eyes flinty with rage.
"Don't you dare threaten Elijah. You can suspect me all you like of being a threat to your daughter, that's fine. You don't know me, I understand your suspicion. I will do anything in my power to protect her, whether you believe that or not." She leaned in, her face inches from his, "But don't you dare threaten Elijah. I do not handle that well."
Twisting her hand she watched as Klaus's face contorted in pain, knowing he was feeling like a thousand knives were tearing at him from the inside. She sharpened the pain for a moment and then released it, watching as Klaus fell to the ground.
"Don't test me" she muttered, turning and walking away.
Klaus watched her go through eyes half dazed with pain and felt an irrational sense of pride. His brother had found someone with backbone and strength enough to stand up to him and protect his daughter.
Alex strode up to Elijah and grabbed his arm, "Let's get the hell out of here."
Elijah cast a glance upwards and sighed; he could hear his brother's groan of pain as he got to his feet. He had just entered the plaza moments before Alex had come and grabbed his arm, and he suspected she had run into Klaus and it had not ended well.
As they drove to her house he asked softly, "What did you do to Klaus?"
Alex smirked and shook her head, looking out the window. "I proved that he's not as strong as he thinks. And that I won't tolerate him threatening you."
Elijah raised a brow, "He threatened me? How unusual." His tone was sarcastic and light but Alex could see it troubled him.
"Yea well, I made it abundantly clear that it wouldn't end well for him if he came after you. He should still be feeling the knives in his stomach."
As Elijah parked he sighed and looked over at Alex. "You realize that you probably just made him angrier and placed a target on your back?"
Alex grabbed her bag and got out of the car, slamming the door shut. When Elijah came around the car to take the bag from her she held onto the strap and stared up at him, her jaw firm. "I don't care if there's a target on my back. He doesn't get to threaten you."
Elijah stared down at her and struggled for words. Reached out, his hand circled her throat and then travelled up to cup her face. "You are monumentally crazy" he murmured, a soft smile on his face.
Alex laughed and turned her head to kiss his palm, "Perhaps. But I'm your crazy."
Elijah nodded and tugged the bag out of her grip, slinging it over his shoulder. He followed her into the house and set the bag down in the entryway, carrying the trunk to the study and set it down.
Looking around the room he frowned at the disarray. The police had moved things in their investigation and it appeared Alex hadn't had time to move them back. He heard her moving around the house and decided to tidy up the room, knowing it would please her.
A few minutes later when she came downstairs from folding her clothes and putting others in the laundry, she found Elijah finishing up stacking books on the shelves. Leaning against the doorframe she smiled and watched his powerful shoulders as he reached up and shelved the last book.
Walking up behind him she wrapped her arms around his waist, her fingers sneaking beneath his shirt to skim across his stomach. "Thank you for doing that."
"Well, I do hate a mess."
Alex ran her hands up his chest, her fingernails scraping pleasantly against his skin, making him shudder. "You're really going to hate what I have planned then" she murmured.
Elijah spun around and grabbed her hips, pushing her against the bookshelves, his own hands pushing her shirt up, his fingers cool on her warm skin. "I doubt that" he whispered.
His head swooped down to meet hers, his mouth capturing hers in a searing kiss. Alex moaned softly and wound her arms around his neck, her fingers gripping his neck and scraping through his hair.
Elijah groaned as her hips writhed against his, her teeth nipping at his bottom lip. Grasping her thigh, he dragged it up to his hip and pressed himself harder against her, leaving her gasping in pleasure.
Alex fumbled with the waist of his shirt and tugged on it until Elijah broke away and helped her, yanking it off and tossed it aside. She made a soft noise of pleasure and leaned in to kiss his chest, her fingers running softly down his sides.
Elijah's muscles rippled under her touch and his eyes darkened with desire. Elijah grabbed her button down shirt and yanked it out of her pants, tugging it open, sending buttons scattering to the floor. With a tug he sent the satiny fabric to the floor and grasped her around the waist, his hands gripping her firmly as he carried her to the desk.
Alex leaned back as Elijah scattered kisses down her torso, his fingers busy with the button on her jeans. His hands pulled them down as his mouth focused on her breasts, somehow freeing them from her bra.
He must have magic…how did he do that with no hands? Oh Christ that feels amazing!
When his mouth focused on her nipples her eyes closed in ecstasy and her head dropped back, her breathing quickening.
Elijah drew Alex's legs open and slid between them, drawing her torso up as her groin swiveled against his. His long fingers grazed up her legs, strength against silk, reveling in her shudders of pleasure.
Alex reached behind her and unlatched her bra, dropping it on the floor. Reaching out she ran her fingers down Elijah's chest and tucked her fingers into his waistband, tugging him close to wrap an arm around his neck and draw him down for a firm kiss.
Elijah kissed down her body slowly, delightfully, leaving her dizzy with desire as his fingers twisted in her underwear and tugged them off, dropping them idly to the ground. He gave her a wicked smile before kneeling and kissing her knee, drawing her to the edge of the table and leaning in to lick her.
Alex gasped and closed her eyes, gripping the table as pleasure raced through her. As Elijah's tongue darted over her clit, her breath grew quicker and her pulse raced.
"Oh…yes…oh Elijah!" she cried out.
Her hips moved of their own accord, her body seeking release, and when Elijah slid two fingers into her, thrusting and flicking them within her, she moaned loudly.
Elijah could feel his own arousal growing at the sounds Alex was making, but he wanted to watch her come first. It was a sight that made him harder than any woman had before, and he wanted it indelibly in his mind.
As he drove her closer to her orgasm Alex writhed and cried out Elijah's name until finally she came, her back arching and sunspots in her eyes, dazzling her. As she lay trembling Elijah stood and grabbed her, carrying her up the stairs in a flash to her bedroom.
Stripping off his pants in a blur of motion he stood by her bedside and stared down at her hungrily. His thirst had returned and he had to close his eyes for a moment, reminding himself that she was not….NOT to be bitten.
Alex stared up at Elijah and saw the hunger in his face, but didn't feel the fear that she knew she was supposed to. Rising to her knees she held out a hand and smiled when he took it, coming to his knees on the bed with her.
Wrapping an arm around her waist he drew her close and kissed her fiercely, groaning when her hips swirled softly against his, brushing against his hardened arousal. Alex smiled against his lips and ran her fingers through his hair, her hand at his shoulder pushing him back against the pillows.
Pressing kisses to his torso she smiled up at him as she worked her way down and then paused as she came to his cock. Leaning back up she pressed a soft kiss to his lips and whispered, "Good thing you've got vampire stamina, hmm?"
Elijah raised a brow and smirked.
His smirk vanished as Alex leaned down and licked his cock, her tongue running along the underside from bottom to tip in one swipe. Gritting his teeth, he watched as she swirled the tip with her tongue before taking him into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down slowly.
Alex slowly increased her pace, sucking harder, and had the pleasure of hearing Elijah curse and moan her name. She felt him wind his fingers through her long hair and looked up to meet his gaze.
His eyes were nearly black with desire, sending a pulse of pleasure through her that made her grow wetter. Elijah's hips thrust up gently against her and she sped up to encourage him towards his climax.
Elijah panted with desire and could feel that he was close to coming. Within a few moments he could feel the pressure growing and cried out Alex's name as he came, white light blinding him. As the light cleared from his eyes he saw Alex crawling towards him, a grin on her face.
Grabbing her by the hip, he flipped her until she lay on her stomach and drew her up, her ass nestled firmly against him. His still damp cock slid against her dampness as he leaned down to whisper, "How's your human stamina?"
Alex turned to smirk at him, "We have until tonight…why don't you find out?"
Elijah growled in pleasure and gripped her hip tightly, lifting her slightly so he could slide into her, both of them moaning softly in pleasure. Alex grabbed the sheets and gasped as Elijah pulled out, sliding back into her slowly.
With each slow thrust she felt small sparks of pleasure build within her, each adding to the forest fire that would rage. She tilted her hips back against his thrusts, moaning his name softly. She shifted one arm and began to fondle her breasts, tugging on her nipples, sending little shots of pleasure through her body.
Gasps of pleasure filled the room, their voices entwining, calling out each other's names in pleasure and desperation.
"Elijah…faster…please!" Alex gasped, giving him a pleading look over her shoulder. His gaze was dark and lustful as he nodded, his long fingers grasping her waist hard. He would probably bruise her, but he didn't care at the moment, he only wanted to hear her moan his name.
As he obeyed her command and thrust faster, he watched as she tucked her hand down and began to touch herself, her eyes still on his as she gasped in pleasure. Her body trembled and she thrust harder, moaning his name, gasping out prayers and curses.
Alex could barely stay upright as Elijah thrust into her and she rubbed furiously against her clit. She almost regretted taunting him…..almost. Fuck if she had ever had sex this good…. "Oh! Elijah!" she moaned.
She was close again…she could feel it. Elijah leaned down and continued to plunge into her as he whispered, "Come on Alex, come for me." He kissed her shoulder softly and then bit her softly, never daring to draw blood, but the sensuality of the act, paired with the overload of pleasure, pushed Alex over the edge.
Her body shook with pleasure as she came and she cried out his name loudly.
Elijah slid from within her and grabbed her waist, turning her so she faced him, drawing her legs around his waist until he slid back into her slowly. When he rested easily within her he placed his thumb on her clit and began rubbing it softly, drawing a gasp from her.
Alex shook her head, "I-I can't…not again."
Elijah grinned, "You can."
He withdrew slowly and then thrust in just as slowly, still rubbing her clit softly. Alex moaned, the pleasure was almost painful. Elijah continued to move slowly, building the pleasure for them both.
He tilted Alex's chin up and kissed her softly, enjoying the hitch in her breath as her body grew tighter with another climax. His own was approaching and he knew he had little left after. Kissing down her jaw he nipped at her skin, smelling her blood, and aching to taste it.
Alex swirled her hips against Elijah's and moaned, she was close, again…damn him. The pressure for release was building and she needed it like…hell, probably like he needed blood. She burned for it. For him.
Elijah buried his face in her shoulder and thrust harder, his thumb rubbing harder on her clit. He wanted to drink from her badly.
"Alex…."
"Elijah"
Alex thrust harder and gasped, her back arching her against Elijah as she came, her heart pounding. "Oh Elijah….oh yes…yes!" Her cries drove him to thrust harder and soon he too was crying out her name and following her into passionate oblivion, his world exploding into brilliant colors.
When long moments had passed, Alex was clinging to Elijah, and his arms were wound around her, his mouth resting against the pulse in her throat. Alex pulled back slightly and ran her fingers over his face gently.
"You look hungry" she whispered.
He turned his face aside and shook his head. "I'm fine."
Alex sighed and turned his face towards her with a finger at his jaw. Her eyes were firm when they met his. "You need to eat."
His jaw ticked. "I will not from you."
Alex tilted his jaw up and kissed him gently, "Then you should probably go get something to eat."
Elijah smirked and rolled them down onto the pillows, lying on top of her, "Why don't I just stay here. I don't feel like moving much."
Alex grinned, "Don't feel like it, or you can't?" She ran a hand down his back and laughed, "Are we that good, that you can't walk?"
Elijah smiled, "You're that good." He leaned in and kissed her softly, "It's never been like this for me" he said seriously.
"That makes two of us" Alex whispered. They stared at each other for a long moment before Alex smiled and nudged him, "Go get blood. You look hungry."
"Are you trying to get me out of your bed for a reason?" Elijah asked, looking mock suspicious.
"Yes, I have another guy coming over in ten minutes and he won't like it if you're here."
Alex shrieked as Elijah grabbed her and began tickling her, kissing her neck in the process.
"Stop! No!" She struggled to push him away until he finally ceased and lay beside her, smiling contently. Shaking his head, he leaned in and kissed her softly before rising off the bed and grabbing his pants.
"Would you like anything to eat?" he offered as he pulled them on.
"No, I'm good, thanks."
Nodding, he stared at her for a moment, a soft smile on his face before he leaned down to kiss her again, disappearing a moment later.
Alex smirked and stretched, groaning softly. She hadn't had sex like that…well ever really. After a few minutes she rose to shower.
When she had finished showering, she dressed for the evening in black skinny jeans, a black sweater and black combat boots. There was something about going out into the bayou and meeting a group of hybrid wolves that spoke to the sneaky side of her wardrobe, making her want to blend in with the night.
Braiding her hair, she walked downstairs and gathered up her clothing from the study and straightened things, smiling softly.
You've got nothing to smile about young lady. I told you to be cautious about that creature, not have sex with it!
Alex flinched at her gram's voice and nearly dropped her pile of clothes. Recovering, she carried them upstairs and spoke out loud, since she was alone.
"Well grams, I'm sorry you don't approve, but you don't get much say, considering you lied to our entire family about who we are, and what you did to mom."
That was for her safety and mine, and Antoine's! It was a different time and you know it.
"That may well be, but when mom was old enough to understand, it was a very different time and she deserved to know. You lied to her, and to me."
I will not apologize.
"Then you should know I have a half uncle. Antoine had a son, Laurent. He's the one trying to kill me."
There was a moment of silence.
I know. I trained him.
"What. The. Fuck." Alex paced her room and nearly punched a wall at her gram's revelation.
Do not use language like that with me!
"I will use whatever language I want! That man is trying to kill me and you just told me you trained him!"
He was a boy in our coven, amongst others, and Antoine and I trained them. Our coven opposed the others in their quest to complete the Harvest. Laurent has great power, and the witches wanted him to be a part of it, not as a sacrifice, but as a caster. We refused, and they tried to banish us from the Quarter. There was a vampire, Marcel who would kill witches for using magic. We had only ever used our power in small ways-creating teas and balms, medicines for others. We had his blessing. Laurent however chaffed under these restrictions and began doing real workings of power. He drew Marcel's attention and the witch that worked for him, Davina. She tried to stop him and couldn't, to her surprise. His ego grew, and his anger at us grew too.
Alex's sense of unease grew and she sat down on her bed, clutching her pillow to her stomach.
Laurent and his father argued, and Laurent left the coven. He disappeared for months. We thought we were rid of him. Then he reappeared and began killing members of our coven. He taunted us, leaving messages at the scenes. Finally, it was just Antoine and I left. We had reclaimed the power of the coven and made plans for if we were to die.
Alex touched the crystal necklace around her neck and felt her gram's sense of affirmation.
Yes. Antoine died before me, and when Laurent came for me…your parents were there as well.
Alex shook her head. "So what now grams."
Now you must stop him. He is mad and thinks that killing our bloodline will deliver him the power he craves. It will never happen. If you were to die, the power would return to the earth, to our ancestors.
Alex frowned, "How? Wouldn't my body have to be consecrated by another witch?"
Normally. But when you were a child we performed a spell that made it possible for your power to pass back to the earth.
"You thought of everything then." Alex's voice was bitter and sarcastic as she rose to her feet, hearing Elijah enter the house.
Alexandrine, please…set aside your anger. I did what was necessary.
"You did what served you grams."
No…
Alex walked down the stairs and smiled tightly at Elijah. She went to him and laid her hand lightly on his arm, focusing slightly until she was sure and then spoke out loud.
"Grams, I'd like for you to meet Elijah Mikaelson."
There was a beat of silence and then a wearied sigh filled both of their minds. Hello Elijah Mikaelson, it is good to see you again. You look ever the same.
Alex raised a brow at Elijah who smiled softly at her. "Miss Lafitte, it is a pleasure to speak with you again. I was truly saddened to hear of your passing."
There was a scoffing noise; I'm sure vampire. Now listen to me both of you. Laurent should not be underestimated. He will strike when you are least expecting it, and will come after those you care about. Guard yourselves.
Alex traded a look with Elijah and whispered, "Hope."
He nodded and pulled a phone out, turning away to call Freya. A few moments later he turned back and smiled tightly, "The barriers at the house have been reinforced and Freya has a special barrier around Hope's room. She'll be safe. She will accompany us tonight of course."
Alex nodded and looked out the window, their time was running out.
As the moon rose in the sky Elijah, Alex and Freya walked through the woods, the sounds of bugs and small animals surrounding them. In the distance Alex heard wolves howling and a shudder of primal fear ran over her skin.
Stepping closer to Elijah, she smiled nervously at him and reached out to touch Hope's small back as she slept contentedly against his chest. He smiled at her and reached out to take her hand, drawing her close to his side.
"All will be well. Just through those trees. Hayley will meet us and Freya can raise a barrier to protect us. Do not worry."
Alex nodded, but a growing sense of unease worried at her gut.
As they stepped into the clearing she saw a group of men and women gathered all rough and rangy looking. But it was the woman that stepped forward, her eyes on Hope that captured Alex's attention.
Her face was finely boned, angular and beautiful. Her mouth split into and easy and warm smile at the sight of her daughter and Elijah, and Alex could see the affection in her eyes when she looked at Elijah.
Alex swallowed the bitter taste of jealousy and watched as Elijah handed Hope over. Freya circled the group and raised a barrier, her magic warding and protecting them. Hayley raised her brows and pointed to Freya, "What's that about?"
Elijah cleared his throat, "Ahem, well, there is a situation."
Hayley narrowed her eyes and held Hope close, "Klaus?"
Elijah shook his head, "No." He took his hand from Alex's and wrapped it around her shoulder, drawing her forward, the action drawing Hayley's sharp gaze. "This is Alexandrine Lafitte. There is a witch named Laurent after her, trying to kill her."
Hayley reared back and snarled, "And you brought her with you, near my daughter, WHY?"
Elijah lifted a hand, "Hayley please. She's also a witch, a very powerful witch. We think she might be able to help Freya lift the curse on you."
Hayley frowned and stared at Alex for a long moment before shaking her head, "You shouldn't have brought her. It's not safe."
Alex sighed, "Hayley, I know you're upset, but we had no choice. This is the only time I can see you human, and the only time you can see your child. Would you have preferred we didn't bring Hope?"
Hayley bared her teeth and took a step back, holding Hope closer. Alex nodded, "I thought so. I would never let anything happen to you or Hope. I care very much for Elijah, and he loves Hope. I promise, I'll do everything in my power to help you."
Hayley stared at her for a moment before nodding slowly, "Okay, what do you need?"
Alex smiled and shook her head, "Nothing really. If I can have your hand?"
Hayley nodded and extended her hand cautiously until Alex took it, closing her eyes and extending her power. She could feel the spell in Hayley, and it was powerful. Frowning, she opened her mind to her grams and silently asked if she knew how to break it.
Long moments passed as her grams inspected it, until finally she received a response.
I may be able to help with this. But the other witch, she will need to help. And it will take time. She will not be freed for another month.
Alex sighed and opened her eyes. "I can help, but it's going to take time. You won't be free for another month. I'm sorry."
Hayley sighed deeply and kissed Hope, "I can wait. As long as she's safe."
Alex nodded and stepped back, "Why don't I give you space."
Hayley smiled tightly and nodded.
Alex turned and walked back to one of the picnic tables, sitting on top, watching as the wolves gathered to eat and drink. Hayley passed Hope to a handsome man, both of them smiling and sitting close together.
Elijah moved to lean against the table near her and murmured, "You can truly break the spell?"
Alex nodded. "It'll take time, but yes." She looked over at Freya and smiled, "I'll need your help."
Freya bobbed her head, "Of course."
Alex leaned her head against Elijah and watched as the group reveled in their temporary humanity. The hot air from the fire blew up at her, warming her.
A sudden roll of thunder made her sit up and look to the sky.
There wasn't a cloud in sight.
Looking around she saw a cloud of smoke rolling down the hills toward them, sparks flashing within it.
"Oh shit" she whispered.
Freya stood and raised her hands, "My barrier will hold" she said, her voice firm.
As the smoke rushed down the hill the group assembled around Hayley and Hope, protecting them. The smoke smashed into the barrier and sparks flashed violently, flaring red and orange, dropping to the ground and igniting in places.
Real smoke began to waft into the barrier, causing coughing fits and eyes to burn. The magical smoke attacked the barrier and Freya bared her teeth, fighting back. Her gaze flickered to Hayley and Hope and then to Alex, "I can't hold it. I don't know how he's this strong. They will need to run."
Elijah snarled and moved to stand in front of Hayley and Hope. Alex ran to them and grabbed Hayley's arm, "Listen to me, this barrier is meant to keep things out, not in. You need to run. Take Hope and run. She's only going to be in danger near me."
Hayley shook her head, "I won't be human for much longer, I won't be able to protect her."
Alex growled softly and shook Hayley's arm, "And if she stays here, I could be the death of her."
Hayley stared at her, her gaze fierce. "No you won't." She turned and pressed a kiss to Hope's head and then thrust Hope into her arms before grabbing the man at her side's hand. Turning to the group she nodded, "We run."
They all nodded and as a group, turned and ran through the barrier and away, through the growing smoke and flames.
Alex coughed and watched them for a moment before looking at Hope. This was no place for a child. Looking around, she spotted a small, rundown shack. Running to it, she lay hope down on the bed and prayed that she would be safe.
Muttering a quick barrier spell that would only allow herself, Freya or Elijah in the hovel, she retreated and found the flames and smoke billowing larger than before. A figure emerged from the shadows, and she could tell it was Laurent.
He raised his arms and she saw his mouth moving. The flames roared higher and leapt against the magical barrier Freya was struggling to maintain. Alex stepped forward and pointed one hand towards the bayou behind them, drawing her power forth.
Whirling, she pointed to the flames and lashed out with her power. Water exploded out at the flames, turning into steam as they met. Alex panted with exertion but continued to pour water until the flames were extinguished.
When they had gone Laurent laughed and stepped forward, waving a hand and then making a sharp slicing motion towards Freya. Alex watched in horror as the other woman collapsed, unconscious.
Elijah darted forward, a blur. There was a sharp cracking noise and his limp body fell to the ground.
Alex could hear the howling of wolves in the distance.
"I wanted to see what you were made of. I have to say I'm not impressed." Laurent's voice was smooth and dark, but hollow of true emotion, mocking.
Alex glared at him, "I don't care about impressing you, you piece of murderous shit." She opened her mind to her grams and felt the rage of the coven fill her. Her hands raised and a glowing white light filled them.
Spears of power flung from her hands, one after another after another, until she realized that Laurent was laughing. His shield had deflected her attack.
Screaming in rage she threw more bolts and then shifted, gathering her power and began to try to undermine his barrier, his mind. It was like trying to take a spoon to a steel wall.
"Fine…"she whispered. Steel could be melted. She could feel herself growing weaker, but she would be damned if she would let him harm her friends, Hope or anyone else. She poured her power out and threw fire at his barrier, grinning when she felt it warping.
Laurent frowned and shifted, lifting his hand to make a flicking motion.
Alex was sent head over ass, tumbling through the air, her head smashing into the ground. The wind was knocked from her lungs and her vision was dazed. Dragging herself to all fours she heard footsteps approaching and looked up to see Laurent standing before her.
He smiled in satisfaction and crouched down, reaching out to cup her cheek. "It's time now."
Alex tried to clear her head, but could barely keep her eyes open. She dropped to the ground and watched through slitted eyes as he walked away. Walking towards Elijah, he paused and she lifted a hand, weakly gathering her power and throwing fire at him.
He batted it aside as though it was a particularly annoying mosquito. A moment later he walked past Elijah and down to the shack. Alex groaned and tried to rise to her feet, swaying. Laurent came out of the shack with Hope and gave her a look of surprise, "Are you still standing? Goodness."
He walked over and pushed her roughly to the ground, standing over her. Bouncing Hope on his hip he smiled down at her. "It's time Alexandrine."
Alex didn't want him to touch Hope….she reached out and whispered, "Time for what?"
"Time to end your bloodline." He waved a hand and Alex's world went black.
AN: I hope you all enjoyed this super long chapter! It's probably my favorite so far! Last chapter's title is from the song "window Pain-Xenia" this chapter is "The Scorch- Shelby Merry". Please review!