Knock, Knock, Knock.
Elena and Elijah barely flinched at the pounding on the bedroom door.
"Hey! Wake up." Damon yelled.
He forced open the door and that caused them to wake suddenly, Elena was mortified at the current state of the room. Blood and clothes everywhere.
"Damon, get out." She pulled the blanket further up her body to cover any revealing bits. "Now."
Damon only chuckled, out of amusement. "Looks like you two had fun last night."
"I will rip you apart, get out." A suddenly awake Elijah sat up and wrapped an arm around Elena's front, supporting the blanket further.
"No need to tell me twice... Or three times." A playful smirk formed on his lips as he shut the door with a slam, Elena jumped slightly.
"He's an ass." Elena said that one to many times for her own good but it was still true nonetheless, she lay back down and Elijah followed, taking her in his arms once again.
"I'm not kidding now, get up!" Damon yelled.
It must be important, so with that, Elena groaned in anger before forcing her body out of the bed, she was still completely naked and Elijah's eyes where stuck on her as she walked towards the mirror, her hair and mouth was covered in blood and it was completely messed up, she shook her head lightly and edged towards the bathroom.
"I'm gonna shower, can you take the sheets of the bed for me? Toss them in the corner." Elena dashed into the bathroom before hearing a response, she didn't want to hear him say 'No, I'm not a maid.' But she did anyway.
She switched the shower and the water fell into the bathtub, within seconds, steam covered the room, vampires need hot temperatures, so when she stepped in, she barely felt the warmth, but a cold shower is better than no shower.
She reached for the bar of soap and rubbed it against her bodies, starting with her arms, covering her breasts and stomach, and finishing on her legs, she felt cleaner already.
All off a sudden, she felt a hand on her right hip, her eyes opened slowly and she glanced down, just to see another hand reach for the soap in her hand.
Elijah took it and started rubbing it on her back, he lifted her hair and placed it on her shoulder, out of the way whilst he washed her back, kind enough of him to do so but she wasn't really thinking about that at the moment.
She wasn't thinking about anything appropriate.
Her head fell back onto his shoulder and once he was done with soap, he dropped it and let his wandering hands explore once again, she should say no, she should make him stop, there was much to do today but a few minutes of unescapable fun and pleasure couldn't go amiss, right?
She turned around slowly and gazed into his eyes, her look was returned, his hands slid up her body to her face, his fingers catching the sides of her breasts in the process. He cupped her face and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
"Shall I wsh your hair too?" He spoke after he pulled away from her and reached for the shampoo.
"If you would." More playful and teasing smirks formed as she turned back around, he squeezed the bottle and the gel fell in lumps on the palm of his hand, he massaged it into her hair, making sure all remnants of the blood stains where gone, completely clean, she turned around and let the water fall on her hair, Elijah twisted her body 90 degrees and stepped in front of her, sharing the water.
They washed themselves completely and reluctantly stepped out of the bathtub, they each grabbed a towel and walked back into the bedroom, Elena wrapped the towel around her completely and Elijah didn't bother to cover his chest.
"Oh, you took the sheets off, thank you," She turned slightly, pausing mid-sentence. "Maid." She muttered, a smirk following.
"I heard that."
"You where suppose too." Elena chuckled and Elijah did eventually.
-w-
They where both dressed, the room completely tidy and now they found themselves in the living room, Elena sat on the couch and Elijah stood in front of the doorframe, his composure remained, his expressions blank and all business, for some unknown reason, she loved that about him.
"Plan of action; we find Stefan, which will lead us too Klaus, then we take him out." Damon was hopeful but reckless.
"And how do you suppose we do that?" Elena asked, skeptically.
"Chop his head off, rip his heart out, something memorable."
"Neither of them would work on an original, our heads cannot be removed and hearts grow back, we are difficult to defeat, Damon." Elijah corrected, he was always such a big bucket of sunshine, but he was realistic.
"Well, you said a witch can kill him, we get Elena to kick his ass again, get Bonnie but this time, I rip his heart out when he's weak enough."
"He would have to drink Elena's blood for him to weaken and he is not a fool, he will not do that again."
Thank god, Elena didn't particulary fancy a repeat of the sacrifice ritual.
"There has to be something." Elena interjected. "Some spell or power that can kill him once and for all."
Then something suddenly clicked for Elena, she almost smiled delightfully at the idea.
"What if we ask Bonnie to spell the dagger? Put a different curse on it that would kill his dormant werewolf side as well, there is bound to be something."
Heads turned and lips curved into smiles, including Elijah's.
"That could work but that still leaves a few other problems. By now, Klaus would of started forming an army, many vampires and werewolves fear him, resulting in them following him, also meaning they would fight and die for him." Elijah spoke.
"We can fight them off long enough to kill him, most would probably flee if they only fear Klaus, plus, we have Bonnie on her side, she has enough power to take out swarms of enemies, there are also vampries and werewolves on our side, we can do this."
They had too, there wasn't much choice.
"Then we fight." Elijah spoke honourably.
"I'll call Bonnie, inform her off the plan." Damon left the room and headed for the phone, leaving Elijah and Elena alone for a small amount of time, she walked over him, half slouching and landed her head on his shoulder.
"You're troubled?" He questioned.
"I just want all this fighting to stop, I want Klaus to be finished once and for all, but most of all, I wish for a normal life, for both of us." She admitted, selfishly, in her opinion.
"We will have that, very soon, my love."
"Are you sure? There will always be someone who wants to kill us, there will always be a fight, are sure we can escape that?"
He paused, unsure of an answer, he brought his hands to her face and gently caressed her cheeks. "Yes."
There was no lie in Elijah's eyes, she smiled brightly.
"When this all blows over, I'll take you to England, we'll live in the country somewhere in a little cottage where the sun shines everyday, away from every problem that the world may hold, just us two, forever."
She pictured this in her head, it was peaceful, blissful, almost unreal. "Promise?"
He pulled her into a loving embrace, her head buried in his neck, a smile still stuck on her lips.
"I give you my word."