Yess, Chapter 11 everyone! I really hope you like it. It is everything I wanted it to be. I am so excited for this! Happy reading and thank you so much for clicking on my story as well as all of your support and enthusiasm towards this story. Each review speeds up the writing process and makes me eager for more. I would like to thank each only of you for your dedication towards this. This chapter is titled: Allegiances.

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Where we left off with Elijah and Amelia:

After a moment of silence past between them that seemed to stretch on for hours, Amelia nodded her head slowly in consent, "...I do believe we have time for such a story."

As darkness slowly descended upon the earth, the shadows housed within the forest started to slowly come alive from the outskirts of Mystic Falls. Spirals of darkened gray concealed the moon from view from it's place high in the sky, yet even with the growing late night hour there was no hesitance visible within the figure's movements as it separated itself from the shadows that seemed to give the person birth.

Dark wavy locks that cascaded down the back of woman's curvaceous figure moved with each movement she made. She seemed to be unaffected by the animals around her that made homage upon the woods that she explored as a child, she would rather be out here in the open than in the captivity that she was forced to call 'home'.

It was one of the few concealed secrets that she kept close to her heart whilst living in a small town that was made up of the most nosiest people she had ever had the misfortune of meeting in all of her life. The only other secret being that of the magic she had inherited from her ancestors. Most of the people within this town were under the impression that that the men her parents set her to marry was a respectable, good looking man that was kind and noble enough to fall in love with a free slave. Someone who was gentle..

It was quite unfortunate that she was the only one that saw him for the monster he truly was.. the only one that acknowledged the estranged emotions reflecting within his eyes.

No.. Robert Lockwood - descendant of George Lockwood whom had once tried to terrorize Emily Bennett those years ago - had everyone around them fooled..

Amelia found her lap to be interesting as she paused through her story, her heart pounding deep within her chest as she recalled how much fear she lived throughout the days following the arranged marriage that she was forced into. Only having a chance to escape the night she met Ava Salvatore turned Mikaelson. She smiled suddenly, remembering just how hard the vampire tried to keep her out of danger ever since they met, even if it meant she was off the Mikaelson radar. It gave her the chance to have time to herself, to recover from the damage that had been inflicted upon her and letter find someone to give her a beautiful baby girl.

It gave her the strength to look up into Elijah's dark eyes, surprise curled within her stomach as she caught sight of the anguish that conflicted with the unadulterated anger upon her behalf as it reflected from within him. She certainly wasn't expecting the vampire before her to so noble that he was visibly enraged on the treatment that she had experienced many years ago.. How wrong was it for her to immediately consider that something else was a midst? Why was he acting so protective of her.. surely it could not be all in the name of Ava?

Amelia nodded her head a small fraction all the same, "I was forced into an arranged marriage to a Lockwood.. Robert seemed to be a gentleman out in public. No one was able to catch even a glimpse of the vicious being behind all the masks he had carefully constructed. I thought that he had temperament issues due to high society demands, his mother dying when he was just a young boy - leaving both he and his two siblings in the care of their wayward father - and forced into the marriage just as I had been.." Amelia released a scoff at how blind she had truly been to the outside world around her and much of the supernatural, before shaking her head sadly, "I was but a young woman, my sisters' and I kept naïve by our parents of anything that would have posed a danger to us.. but before I even found the time to stop it .."

A far away look entered her orbs, throwing her mind back into the memories that she would have liked to forget.. Amelia's lips parted slowly in an effort to continue on, completely aware of how the Original's attention was fixed solely on her as she struggled to remain the strong woman that Ava helped her evolve into, and with only the slightest hesitation reflecting in her movements she spoke the next twenty words that summarized all of their history together -

"..Even I, the person he called 'wife', did not know of the 'beast' he was all too capable of becoming."

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Bonnie watched from the window as Ava drove off to heaven only knew where, leaving her to once again linger in an empty house but this time there was no escape from the entrapment that she found herself in, nor her thoughts that were centered on her loneliness.

..Just who were these people that seemed to actually care for her? People that even her Grams thought were best for her, going so far as to notify Bonnie even beyond the grave, when the woman didn't trust any vampires to begin with. She remembers listening closely to her Grams talk with Stefan after he brought her home the night she had discovered the tomb of blood deprived vampires.. denying Stefan access into their home even when it had been revealed within the conversation that the both were on good terms with one another. Knew each other from when her grandmother was younger .. and yet her Grams trusted the female vampire, Salvatore sibling and the ever mysterious Amelia Bennett to keep her safe? Going so far as to think her path through her life was with them?

Bonnie felt that she was missing more than one important piece of information to all of this, unable to finish the complexed puzzle before her with the few pieces she had. Just who was Amelia that made her Grams so trusting of her? She was a witch, quite possibility older than that of which she portrayed.. and yet she still looked youthful. Was there a spell that slowed down the aging process? What did Ava do to have her Grams respect her so highly? ...And would she ever really get any answers to pair up to any of these questions?

Bonnie pursed her lips and turned her body away from the window slowly to survey her surroundings once more. Maybe.. just maybe.. she would be able to find some clues around the house that would help her with these questions? It would occupy her time alone, and if she found nothing than she was pretty sure that they wouldn't be completely upset if she watched through the Hunger Games movies that they had among the collection in the living room..

After all.. Bonnie questioned curiously whilst shrugging her shoulders,What was the worst that could happen?

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A smile of satisfactory curved upon Amelia's lips as she locked her orbs upon the herbs that she had been looking for, able to power a protection spell to enable distance between herself and that of what wished to harm her. She made sure to grab extra to give to her sisters, placing them delicately in the pocket of her cloak before an a terrifying growl thundered through the darkness that shrouded her surroundings.. The sound echoed, and as still as Amelia forced her body to become..

She could have sworn that she was also a woman that would be dead any second now, as soon as she heard a rustle of movement behind her .. followed closely by heavy breathing.

As if it were a cobra, she turned her body slowly around in non threatening moves.. only to stare directly into death's golden, predatory eyes from the darkened depths of hell. The next growl that sounded through the air seemed vengeful, as if the animal was appalled that she had dared to stare directly into the orbs it possessed.. and without making another sound, the rather large furry, muscular body that could only be a wolf parted from the darkness in an unbelievably quick lunge to kill the prey that had been unfortunate to catch it's eye.

..Her.

Elijah stared wide eyed at Miss Amelia Bennett from where she sat before him, her body seemed stiff and coiled into defense as she bravely recalled what would have been the event that led to her death. It was something he had no shame in saying that the mere thought inflicted pain from deep within his body. He was no stranger to death, despite considering himself 'Noble' he himself had killed others over the coarse of the last thousand years. To feed, to protect himself and/or the rest of his family members.. Yes, bodies dropped like flies and fresh blood had tainted the earth for the Mikaelson name - one way or another. It was the woman before him, his mate, that twisted his insides in regard of her would be death. More so than any other before her.

Elijah downcasted his eyes in guilt, even though the logical part of his brain chimed in that it was unjust to do so to himself, for not knowing her then to save her from meeting her end to a werewolf.. whom of which was her late husband.

The corners of his lips quirked upwards in spite of himself as he recalled Amelia saying that she is not married.. not revealing that she ever had been before. It seemed to Elijah that Ava's ambition and slight manipulation regarding any situation that could very well turned around for the better.. had rubbed off on Amelia as well. He couldn't honestly say that he was surprised..

The clouds that hung above parted, revealing a luminous full moon that shone upon the wolf's sharp, slightly curled claws. The only thing that Amelia could do was widen her eyes, her mind's eye flashing with her beloved family's faces, whom would discover her long after the present moment had come to pass. Or so she thought, for to her left sped forward an avenging angel whom had lost her wings as she fell from heaven above. Beautiful on the outside with silky dark brown hair that cascaded down her body in long waves, framing her face that housed an expression etched with worry as she all but lept to the left side of the dangerous wolf without fear. Curling her hand underneath the wolf's jaw of deadly sharp canines.. with her other hand reaching over it's snout, the woman clamped the wolf's mouth shut with a surprising amount of force -

.. and twisted. The action was delivered with strength, snapping the mouth of the animal with rage. It reared back in pain instinctively as soon as it registered that it was indeed broken, fear engulfed Amelia as she felt dizzy from her place on her feet yet the woman beside her seemed unaffected by the dangers that surrounded them. In that moment, Amelia's intuition sparked within her .. telling her that the woman was dangerous as well.

It proved to be too much for Amelia as her vision blurred, fainting in the place she had previously stood on her one two feet. On her way into the warm embrace that the oblivion provided she heard the angelic woman speak in a steely tone of voice, each syllable that left her mouth had protectiveness enlaced from within..

"Ah, I haven't had the pleasure of coming face to face with a werewolf in years. I can see your temperament hasn't improved; nor have you gained the ability to control yourself around others let alone respectable women of society.. Let's amend that now, shall we?"

Amelia picked her head up slowly, tilting her head to cautiously analyze how awe struck that Elijah seemed to be in regard to turn the climax of her tale. His mouth dropped, seemingly too heavy to pick up as his dark eyes darted from side to side in thought. For the first time since the dagger had been pulled out of his chest, Elijah Mikaelson had showed her a side of himself that was less composed. It was only a small glimpse, but it was enough time that made Amelia suspicious that the vampire was indeed hiding something from her. Something he wasn't too keen on sharing.

However, she knew not how a werewolf bite could kill a vampire by poisoning they from the inside out. She didn't know just to what lengths Ava had taken to save her life; Amelia didn't know how much her story had effected Elijah. Amelia didn't understand the anger he felt at the mere idea of his mate being abused, living in fear. He felt the all consuming urge to tear something or someone in half, yet it seemed that Ava had already inflicted retribution in his steed. Ava herself may not have acknowledged that Amelia was indeed his mate, there was an underlining within a person's scent that drew the vampire to their mate, yet she saved her anyway even if it cost the heavy price of her life..

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".. You must be Jenna Sommers. My name is Ava and am a friend of Elena's. My brother Stefan was the one to introduce us just a few days ago you see. I believe you can help me. I urgently need to talk to you about some things.. Do you mind if the both of us come in?"

Ava had to forcibly push back the smile that threatened to curve upon her lips as Jenna seemed to analyze her expression with concern etched on her own. Seeming to acknowledge despite her lack of anything with the supernatural world, Jenna Sommers seemed all too capable of seeming the high importance of what she had to say.. with surprising speed actually.

How interesting.. Ava thought to herself with amusement though she fought to conceal it from the other woman's view. It seemed everyone didn't give woman as much credit as Jenna rightfully deserved..

Biting the corner of her lip in a show of slight hesitation, Jenna nodded her head silently before speaking the words that sounded music to Ava's ears; "Sure.. By all means, come on in."

Ava smiled gentle, cradling her child protectively as she stepped through the threshold of the Gilbert House, standing calmly in the hallway as Jenna shut the door behind them. A few feet away from her was the staircase that led upstairs to the second floor; the design of the house was made of earthy tones and gave a homey feeling to anyone that entered. "You have a beautiful home."

Jenna smiled softly in thanks before looking at Aria, commenting that she was a beautiful baby girl. Even at eighteen months, Aria didn't speak even when all of Ava's research suggested that by six months babies started to say 'mama' and 'dada'. "She takes after both of her parents in many ways. Not allowing anyone to rush them into anything, so despite what the supposed 'professionals' say I think that she will talk when she's ready.." Ava shrugged her shoulders with ease as she smiled down at her baby girl, as both women went to settle into the living room.

Ava eyed Jenna calmly, intuition flaring in her eyes as she settled the both of them in the middle of the couch; watching the strawberry blonde haired human stare back at her from the love seat. "I may be stepping out of line, Mrs. Sommers, but please forgive me.. The very instant I laid eyes on you, you struck me as someone whom lived in the moment. Someone who saw the reality of things and worked through it despite how hard you knew it would be.. You strike me as a brave person."

Jenna's eyes widened at her words and the respectful tone they were voiced in, before she narrowed them in thought wondering just where Ava Salvatore was going with this.. "Um.. thanks." She hated how much discomfort she revealed into her voice, their seemed to be something unworldly about the female Salvatore. The intensity of her self preservation of the woman may have been much less than that of Damon.. yet it was still a notch or two more than what Stefan brought forth within Jenna's emotions. Yet when she caught sight of the looks Ava gave her petite little girl.. Jenna realized that the female forced out such feelings on purpose. It was in her demeanor, in the way she held herself in the company of others.. that way she was able to make people think twice before trying anything harmful.

"As such," Ava's smile seemed to impossibly soften even more, it reflecting in her eyes as she stared at the woman whom seemed patiently waiting for her to reveal why she was here in the first place. Much more controlling of her emotions than many others that Ava had come across, "You would want to know if something was amidst, wouldn't you? You would want to know if something was kept in secret that could very well pose a threat to you and those you care for.. even if they themselves are revealed to be the ones 'pulling the wool over your eyes' .. yes?" Ava smiled wider, mischief in her expression as her eyes sparkled with glee, "I know the secret that fits all of those categories, you see. I also would be happy to tell you such, though you may not believe me at first. I offer because it seems only fair; after all I wouldn't want to be the last one to know something.."

Ava leaned forward slightly, tilting her head back upright as her words left her lips in both a dare and as a sinful temptation, "All you have to do.. is gather the courage I suspect is in you to ask."

Jenna was silent for a long moment, her mind frantically trying to make sense of the words directed at her before she steeled herself. The concern and confusion that had been etched upon her expression melted into a look of seriousness. Whatever it was, Jenna knew she had to know .. what she didn't consider was that there was a reason behind Ava coming here in the first place. That the woman in front of her was not only an immortal, but also one of which played a game of chess well. Never lingered twice on how weird her phrasing was..

Ava had seen her much more than the pawn that Jenna was regarded as, left to be boxed in by others and unable to move forward in life. As well as blissfully unaware of what was going on around her. Jenna was left ignorant.. how many times did she come a crossed a vampire that had debated on whether or not Jenna be kept alive?

"I want to know.." Jenna nodded firmly as she stared at the mother and daughter, "Whatever it is, I need to know."

..Oh, I certainly agree.

Ava tried to not look as satisfied on the outsideas she felt on the inside, she nodded gently, watching as Jenna regarded her with an apprehensive expression just as Ava opened her mouth to shatter the last remaining thoughts of 'normalcy' .. and everything Jenna Sommers thought she knew.

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