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Chapter Ten

Isabelle leaned against the wall warily as she and Elena watched Elijah gently pull the daggers from his family. "Now we wait," he said turning back to them. Elena immediately made her way to him, sliding effortlessly into his arms. Isabelle smiled to herself as she watched them. It genuinely made her happy to see her best friend so happy. She wondered idly for a moment what she would do now. Niklaus and Katerina were both dead. She was finally free.

Rebekah who had been daggered most recently back in the twenties sat bolt upright first. Isabelle appeared next to her in a moment helping her from the coffin. "Isabelle," Rebekah greeted, embracing her.

"It's good to see you," Isabelle told her. Rebekah's eyes landed on Elena and her whole body language changed.

"Katherine," she hissed. Isabelle barely had chance to grab Rebekah and Elijah only just managed to get Elena out of her reach.

"It's not Katerina, Bekah. Did you really think I'd forgive her, much less let her live?" These words stopped her and Isabelle released her.

"Who is she?"

"Elena Gilbert, mine and Katerina's descendant."

In true Rebekah fashion she glowered at Elena, not having quite accepted her yet and went to stand with her remaining brothers coffins.

They were still waiting for Kol to wake up when footsteps echoed through the mostly empty warehouse. Rebekah, Elena and Elijah all tensed up as if they expected an attack. Only Isabelle, who had gone back to leaning casually against the wall, wasn't on her guard like the rest of them. It took only moments for Sage to materialize out of the shadows, her hands held up as if in surrender. "I only came for Finn."

Elijah nodded and moved to stand by Elena, taking her in his arms. Sage stood by Isabelle, who had crossed her arms feeling bored. She wanted this over so they could get out of here. She was both impatient and apprehensive about starting her new life. She had yet to talk to Elijah about her plans, she hadn't exactly decided what she would do but she knew she was ready for a change.

Isabelle was thinking through her options when she heard another sharp intake of breath. Elijah and Rebekah both converged on the coffin. Isabelle and Sage remained where they were, Isabelle had never met the youngest male Mikealson and Sage was watching Finn's coffin anxiously. Isabelle uncrossed her arms and shifted before raising her eyes to watch the reunion in front of her. Her eyes met a stunning pair of green ones and she froze. If she was human her heart would have been going crazy right now. She watched his eyes rake over her body before a smirk settled firmly on his face. Isabelle became aware of someone saying her name and she dragged her eyes off Kol to look at Elijah. She could hear Rebekah talking to Elena and Sage but she didn't register what they were saying. The room suddenly seemed too loud as everything came back into focus. Her gaze flickered back to Kol away from Elijah's knowing smile, the man knew her too well. Everything about Kol seemed to draw her in, his eyes with their mischievous glint. She could almost imagine herself running her hands through his hair, trailing her lips down his strong jaw before kissing his full lips.

Isabelle shook her head, looking away from them both. Holy shit, this could not be happening. She could not be hot for Elijah's brother. "I have to go," she heard herself say, though she hadn't consciously decided to, and she fled from the warehouse ignoring Elijah calling her name.

"I'll be right back," Elijah assured Elena as he disappeared after Isabelle. She was almost back at the motel when he caught up with her. "Are you okay?" he stepped in front her, stopping her.

"I don't know," she said, honestly. Elijah stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her.

"It's okay to be attracted to Kol, Isabelle." She wanted to deny but it would have been pointless. Elijah knew her too well. "Just be careful, I don't want to see you hurt."

"This stays between us?" she requested. Elijah nodded smiling.

Isabelle didn't respond but remained in Elijah's arms for a few more moments before letting him wrap an arm around her and lead her back to the warehouse. Everyone's eyes landed on them when they entered. Isabelle avoided Kol's gaze not wanting to get sucked in again. Elena looked at her questioningly, Isabelle simply shook her head and ducked from under Elijah's arm as she made her way to stand by Sage waiting for Finn to wake up.

After almost thirty minutes they were still waiting for Finn. Isabelle gave into temptation and risked a sideways glance at Kol meeting his eyes. Kol smiled at her and Isabelle bit her lip looking away not realizing she had a similar effect on Kol as he was having on her. Kol was intrigued by the conflicting confidence and shyness of Isabelle. Finn broke into both Kol and Isabelle's thoughts when he sat bolt upright gasping of air. Sage immediately had her arm around him. "Sage," the eldest Mikealson said in wonder. "You're here. Where is Niklaus?" Finn asked, his eyes flickering around the room.

"He's dead," Elijah told his brother. There was a mixture of emotions that flickered over the siblings faces. Shock and relief were the more prominent ones. Elena wrapped her arm around Elijah's waist and Isabelle smiled at the two. It made her happy to see them together. She had thought watching them yesterday that she wanted that too but now she understood why Elena had ran. Even when the feeling was only vague it could be staggering.

They cleared out of the warehouse once night had fallen heading back to the motel room. Elena and Isabelle packed quickly before meeting back up with the others outside. "There isn't going to be enough room in the car for us all," Elena stated as they watched Elijah load the boot.

"I'll steal another car," Isabelle said. "One of you guys will have to ride with me." Isabelle knew there would be no separating the couples so she would have to ride with either Kol or Rebekah. Isabelle looked at Rebekah with pleading eyes but the blonde remained silent, smirking. "Looks like you are with me Kol." Isabelle made a silent note to stake Rebekah for this.

She silently led Kol away from the rest of them. They walked for four blocks before Kol spoke. "So how did you get involved with my brother?" Isabelle closed her eyes biting back a groan, of course he had to have a sexy accent.

"We met back in the 1400's when I was human," Isabelle told Kol, not looking at him as she eyed the cars they were walking past deciding which would be the least conspicuous to steal. "My sister, Katerina, was going to be used in your brother's sacrifice but she escaped abandoning me with him. Nik was so furious he was going to kill me but Elijah stopped him. He changed me the same day, I have been loyal to him ever since. I owe your brother my life."

"But he is romantically involved with the latest Doppleganger, Elena, yes?"

"If you are inquiring to my relationship with Elijah it has never been nothing more than platonic. He is like a brother to me."

Isabelle did not wait for Kol's response when she stepped off the sidewalk, moving across the road to a black car. Once she had broken in she turned to Kol who was still stood on the sidewalk. "You wanna get in so we can get going?" she asked. Kol followed her and climbed into the passenger side of the car.

Isabelle shook her head raising her eyes when Kol just sat there. Unbuckling her belt she twisted in her seat, bringing her body close to Kol's surprising him as she reached passed him to grab his belt fastening him in. Kol felt a little disappointment that it was all Isabelle did it for. "I know you would walk away just fine if we crashed but if they stopped us because you weren't wearing a belt we would both get arrested for being in a stolen car. It's just too much effort for a problem simply avoided."

Kol didn't say anything, still stunned at having Isabelle so close. She had smelt amazing, he had desperately wanted to bury his face in her neck. Kol chalked it up to the fact that he had only just been un-daggered and Isabelle was the first single women he had seen that was not family. He assured himself that he would be just as attracted to the next woman he met, he might even seduce her to make himself feel better.

The car Isabelle stole had a full tank of gas so they drove well into the night before they had to stop. She knew the others had a good half hour on them and they also would not have to stop because Elijah, Elena and Sage could trade off driving. She should have insisted Finn and Sage some with them. Then Isabelle would not be stuck alone in a car with a stupid Original with his sexy voice, gorgeous eyes and lips she wanted to sink her teeth into.

Isabelle climbed from the car when they stopped to fill the tank, grateful to get some air. She hadn't had sex with anyone since Trevor had betrayed when she was human, the last thing she needed was to let her insane body control her, try and jump Kol's bone and make a complete fool of herself. Isabelle wouldn't even know how to seduce anyone anyway. She made a noise of frustration in the back of her throat at which part the situation she was not certain.

Kol had been going through his own turmoil back in the car. There was a blonde one pump over, jeans so tight they looked like they had been painted on and a nice tight shirt accentuating her breasts. Kol felt nothing, not even a hint of arousal as he surveyed her. Even when she noticed his gaze and sent him a flirty smile still, nothing.

The blonde hovered for as long as she could but eventually got in her car and drove off. Kol looked out the front window just as Isabelle stepped back out from paying. Her jeans hung loose on her hips, her black long sleeved shirt came just down to stomach leaving a thin strip of skin of display. Who knew that just that little bit of skin could be so erotic? Man, he was so screwed. Kol watched her mesmerized as the way she unconsciously sashayed her hips as she walked her heels clocking on the floor. Every male on the forecourt turned watching her as she walked and Isabelle was completely oblivious. Somehow that made her even hotter, she was extremely appealing to men and she was blind to the power she had.

He wanted her so bad. His brother was going to kill him. If Isabelle meant as much to Elijah as he guessed she did his brother would not let Kol anywhere near her, not with his history. He had once been proud of fact that he left a trail of satisfied but broken hearted women behind him. Now it did not seem like such a good thing.

Isabelle didn't look at Kol as she got back into the car and drove away. About another half an hour into the journey Isabelle's eyes began to droop closed. "You know," Kol said, making her snap her eyes back open. "I think I have the basics of driving from watching you, but if you quickly talk me through it I could take over so you can sleep."

Isabelle did not need any convincing, she pulled them over to an abandoned dirt road and gave him a crash course on driving. They both got out and moved to switched sides. The road had tall bushes on either side so Isabelle found herself stood far too close to Kol as she handed the keys over. The moment was intense, Kol's gaze on her lips and his eyes burning with desire. She could have so easily kissed him, they were alone in the middle of nowhere. Not even Elijah knew where they were, no one would have interrupted. She had let herself for a moment imagine how easy it would be to give in.

All it took was for her to remember how Elijah had spoken of Kol, the numerous women he had bedded. Not only did she not just want to be another conquest to him but she did not want to embarrass herself with her lack of sexual experience. So Isabelle pulled away moving around to the passenger side and climbing. She rested her head against the back of the seat and tried to think about anything but Kol as the gentle motion of the car lulled her off to sleep.

Isabelle pulled herself to sitting on the couch she was laying on. She was in the Mikealson Manor in Mystic Falls that Elijah had bought for his family. She must have slept all the way home. Had Kol carried her inside so she could sleep longer? Her throat felt dry and hunger swirled in her stomach. She stood up padding into the kitchen in search of blood. Her previous hunger was replaced by an entirely different need when she turned the corner and spied the figure already stood by the fridge with the door open.

Kol turned sensing someone behind him, closing the door the fridge as he did. "Isabelle," he greeted with a smile. Isabelle did not respond right away. Kol had just got out of the shower when he felt hungry and was compelled to go in search of the blood that he currently held in his hand in a small glass. He'd had the fore thought to abandon his towel and slip on a pair of jeans before he went down stairs, but nothing else. Isabelle managed to tear her eyes from his still damp, half naked body looking up into Kol's grinning face.

Isabelle had thought she had perfected her self-control over the past five hundred years but it turned out she had just never had the right temptation put in front of her. She could not stop herself from stepping around the kitchen island and approaching Kol. Isabelle pressed her body against his immediately claiming his lips, Kol didn't even bother to try and place the glass containing his blood on the counter. He let it slip from his hand, smashing when it hit the floor, so he could sink his fingers into Isabelle's hair holding her to him.

He pushed her back to the island, easily sliding her so she was sat on it. He kissed her neck, nipping gently as he unbuttoned the front of her jeans. He pulled back looking at Isabelle as she lifted her hips and allowed him to slide her jeans off. Isabelle's tiny panties made Kol groan, women in last one hundred years had started dressing much more provocative. He removed her shirt next leaving Isabelle barely clothed. She thought somewhere in the back of her mind that she hoped no one walked in and caught them like this.

Kol held her eyes for a moment before returning to kissing her. There was no build up this time, he immediately invaded her mouth with his tongue. His fingers found their way beneath her panties, Isabelle pulled back from the kiss surprised. "Kol," she cried his name in pleasure. Kol smiled speeding up his movements as Isabelle enthusiastically responded to him. "So good! Don't stop! Oh, please, please don't stop." Isabelle begged and pleaded with him between breathy moans and desperate cries of his name.

She never wanted this to end, her body was so filled with sensation it was overwhelming. Kol looked at her smiling, he was insanely hard from her response. He hadn't even put his fingers inside her and she was close to coming for him. "Let go, Isabelle," he ordered. Isabelle could not place the sensation that swept over her body as she screamed out Kol's name this time.

Isabelle was jerked from her dream by Kol slamming on the brake. "Oh," she groaned as the last of her dream slipped away. That had been intense.

Kol scowled out of the window as the driver in front pulled away. "You okay?" he asked.

"I'm so far from okay," Isabelle murmured. She turned her head staring out of the window. This could not be happening to her. Would she be plagued by hot dreams of Kol every time she went to sleep? What would have happened next in her dream if she had been pulled from it? She desperately hoped Kol could not smell her arousal caused by the dream. The colour drained from her face, she hoped she had not been talking in her sleep as she sometimes did. Isabelle almost couldn't believe it had merely been a dream, it had felt so real. She reached up and touched her lips almost expecting them to be swollen.

Kol watched from the corner of his eye as Isabelle's fingers lingered on her lips. He'd been surprised when he entered her dream after she had started tossing and turning to find them locked in such an intimate embrace. Her barely clothed and his hand buried firmly between her legs as she cried out his name in ecstasy. Clearly she wasn't as unaffected by him as she was pretending to be.

A/N: Posted on 15/05/2015. All outfits are on my profile. Violet x.