Right now you're the only one who understands my plight.

Right now you're the only reason I can't sleep through the night.

~Corseting - Atreyu

"Welcome to Virginia, Mr. Marshall." A cheery blonde flight attendant said to the sharp dressed man. He was tall with a bulky build. No hair and a scowl that seemed to stain his face. He made his way to baggage claim and scanned the crowded airport for his lacky. He spotted the scrawny man waving his arms and running towards him.

"Boss! I'm here!" The buzz for baggage claim was deafening. "Which one is yours, sir? I'll take it."

"Enough you imbecile. I'll carry my bag the way I carried it before; without you." He gathered his bags and walked with a proud stride to Justin's car. Justin opened the door for him and he sat inside. He tucked away his I.D. that showed him to be 'Victor Marshall'. "Take me to the girl." He ordered.

And with that, Justin peeled tires leaving the airport.

"Elijah.." Angela mumbled. Once she was awake enough, the headache hit her. She felt soft lips press to hers. It made her smile.

"Good morning, beautiful." Angela finally opened her eyes to see a completely naked Elijah. The sight caused her to remember their previous evening together.

"Mmm good morning." Angela's eyes sparkled with happiness when she looked at him. She stretched and was blinded by the light coming through the window. It made her cover her eyes with the blanket.

"Get up and have a shower, my dear. I'll make you a nice breakfast." He watched her peek at him through a small opening in the blanket.

"Mmmm pancakes?" She asked.

"If you desire, then yes."

She threw the blanket off and skipped to the bathroom. He watched her in amusement. She gave her bum a shake and shut the door. He laughed and dressed himself in his pants and shirt from yesterday's evening.

Elijah crept to the kitchen, spotting Stefan and Elena drinking coffee and chit chatting. "Good morning." Both of their heads shot to look at him.

"Elijah..what are you doing here?" Elena asked.

"I spent the night with Angela. I hope this isn't a problem." He smirked.

"Alright so, Klau-" Damon turned the corner from the living room. "Hello, Elijah. Are you here about Klaus?" He asked.

"No, Damon. He was with Angela." Stefan spoke up. Damon looked a little surprised.

"So you DO have a good time! How was she?" He elbowed Elijah. He didn't look so amused.

"I will not have you talking that way about Angela. Do we understand eachother?" That threat in his eyes said it all.

"Oh...um. Well have you and Klaus had a nice family reunion yet?"

"Yes, I saw Niklaus. Bonnie fixed them I presume."

"Well yes. But of course you didn't know that because you were stuck up Angelas a-" Elijah had rammed his hand into Damon's chest. Damon felt Elijah's hand wrap around his heart.

"I thought we were clear on this, Damon? Not a disrespectful remark against her. You do it again and I will rip this out of your chest." Elijah gave his heart a squeeze.

"Crystal clear." Elijah removed his hand and shook the blood from it.

"Pancakes anyone?"

Angela was a little sore from the evening they had. Of course, it didn't bother her. Sharing that experience with Elijah was amazing in itself. The way he makes her feel...alive. Funny how a vampire can make a human feel alive. She dressed herself in grey sweatpants with a red tang top.

She had a slight waddle when she walked. The skin between her legs felt a little raw. She made her way to the kitchen to finding Elijah still cooking. A stack of pancakes on the counter. Her stomach growled.

"Mmmm!" The four of them turned around.

"Good morning, Angela!" Elena was chipper. She got a mug and poured a cup of coffee for Angela.

"Good morning everyone!" Angela felt good for someone with a slight hangover. Damon circled her a bit when she sat down slowly and gently. Elena handed her the mug and the usual cream. Damon stared at her. "Um...yes, Damon?"

"He popped your cherry didn't he?" Damon smirked.

"Damon..." Elena looked like she was about to hit him.

Angela sat up with her pride. "Yes. Yes he did." All of them looked at her in shock. She wasn't embaressed.

"Pancakes?" Stefan offered. Angela took a plate and forked one...two..or four pancakes on her plate and covered them with syrup. All the vampires looked at her funny, except Elijah.

"Oh come on. You guys don't need to eat food. I'm starving." Elijah walked around the table and kissed the top of her head. Angela scarfed down all but a few bites, which Damon finished off.

"I have to leave for a little while, Angela. I'll call you later." Elijah gave her a kiss and left Elena's house.

The four of them moved themselves to the living room and sat around the room.

"So, Angela, how long do you plan on staying here?" Elena asked, smiling.

"Honestly, I've grown fond of this small town. I plan to stay as long as you allow it." Angela smiled back.

Elena and Stefan looked at eachother for a brief moment. "Would you...like to do something for us?"

"Like what?"

"You know that vampires have to be invited in, right?" Angela nodded. "Well..we don't want the history of vampire entrances to stay. Jeremy, Stefan, Damon and I have all discussed, would you sign the deed to this house? Only you will have access to inviting someone in. It will be a lot safer here."

The thought worried Angela a little bit. How much danger could this small town hold? "Um. If it's what you guys want, I'll do it."

"One condition. At least Stefan and I get invited in. It's a must."

"Oh! Of course I'll invite you two in!"

"Hey! Where's the love!" Damon yelled. Angela ignored him. "Angela!"

She bursted out in laughter. "Alright, I suppose you can come in too."

Elena and Angela giggled. Even with Stefan and Damon here, girl time was amazing.

"Brother! Nice of you to join us this fine morning." Elijah's redheaded, hybrid brother teased.

"Enough, Niklaus." Elijah rolled his eyes.

"Elijah, I would like you to meet Victor Marshall. He's come here to record the town's history for his new book. I offered to help him. You are a major in this sort of thing, aren't you brother?" Elijah stared at the bulky, baldheaded man.

Victor extended his hand to shake Elijah's. Something was off about this man. But Elijah shook it anyway. The masking spell worked..Victor thought to himself.

"Yes, I am a bit of a historian when it comes to these parts. At it already, Niklaus?"

"You know me, Brother. I always bounce back." Klaus gave his famous cheeky smile. "You know, Victor, I was thinking. I could throw a small private party and we could discuss all the facts of this little town. It's unfortunate, the Founder's Council falling apart and all."

"What a wonderful idea! I would absolutely benefit from so many minds connecting as one. Do gather up such fine people, Mr. Mikaelson." He exclaimed.

"Please! Call me Klaus. And I will be sure to do so. How long will you be staying in town?" He asked.

"Long enough to get what I need." He smiled.

"And I trust I will be meeting your new girlfriend at the party, won't I brother?" Klaus asked Elijah.

"Yes..I'll be sure to invite her."

"Excellent! Just like old times, right Brother?"

"Sure...just like old times, Niklaus."