It was the day of Laura's wedding. Mila was terribly nervous. She had been invited to dozens of marriages before, but mostly to distant relatives or not that close friends. Never had she really cared what to wear as she only owned one dress for those occasions, because she always had referred to those events as pretty boring and a waste a time. But today it was Laura that married. The women had grown close to each other and Mila helped her with the last minute planning. Moreover, she was nervous about the fact that Elijah accompanied her. It wasn't really a date or something, but still she wanted to look beautiful tonight, showing him that she could different from her usual outfit: scrubs or a jeans-tshirt combination without any makeup, hair in a high ponytail.
Mila bought a new dress for the occasion at shop where Laura had bought her wedding gown. They went there together actually for a fitting appointment of Laura's dress, but Mila found a dress that she instantly fell in love with. When she tried it on, she felt beautiful for the first time in years. Dan never had given her the feeling of being extraordinary, but she had been ok with being normal. She wasn't anymore, she had changed since her parent's death and again since she triggered the curse. Mila was slowly accepting and embracing her true nature. The dress was of a light pink shade and hugged her curves perfectly. It was elegant, emphasizing her classical features and her healthy skin tone. The long skirt fell around her long legs flowingly. Laura had nodded approvingly and convinced Mila to buy the expensive dress. She never spent her wage on anything but her rent and food, so why shouldn't she buy something nice for her best friend's wedding? Today the dress looked even better as Mila tried hard adjust everything in a fitting manner. Her shoes matched the tone of the dress as did the small, restrained rose-gold jewelry which her mother had bought her for her birthday some years ago. Her hair fell down in soft curls around her shoulders, just some strands of the front were braided back to keep the hair out of her face. She did little make up around her light eyes, giving them a cat eye look with a hint of eyeliner. The highlight was the red lipstick Mila applied to her full lips, making them look perfectly kissable. Not that she wanted that tonight. She looked perfect for this wedding. Mila wouldn't steal off the attention from the bride, she cleaned up very well, making her more confident. Dan and her had argued for long when she told him that Elijah would escorting her to the wedding as he was also invited. Usually Dan hated weddings and she always had to go alone, but of course when he found out that her boss would take her he was beyond angry. With every fight Mila grew more distant. She slept on the sofa nearly every night and managed to not have shifts together with Dan. But today she had the feeling that things would escalate. "You look beautiful." Her boyfriend stated when she came out of the bathroom, his voice somehow held back, like he didn't want to show emotion. Mila knew that he wasn't lying and that it was just her that didn't find him attractive anymore. It was over, but she couldn't bring up the courage to say it out loud. "Thank you..." Awkward silence erupted and Mila shifted uncomfortably. The loud ring of the bell fortunately ended it. Elijah always had the perfect timing. Before she could discreetly rush down the stairs and meet him outside, Dan stopped her with his arm and went to the door himself. When he opened the door and Elijah saw Dan instead of Mila, the Original's smile faded and he looked down to the slightly shorter man. He straightened his already broad shoulder and his gaze grew intimidating. Compared to him, Dan looked like a little fool. Mila coughed awkwardly to interrupt the tensed situation and Elijah's eyes shifted to her. His lips parted slightly as he was taking in her appearance. She always looked lovely for him, but tonight she was beyond stunning. He clenched his hands in order to keep himself from grabbing her and kissing her here and now. At the same time Mila admired him, too. He wore a perfectly fitted suit, shaping his muscular body sharply. Elijah wore it with a confidence, only people that dressed up like that often showed. But never had she seen him in a suit before. Now it was Dan who cleared his throat angrily. Of course he saw the way Elijah looked at his girlfriend and it was making him furious, especially when he noticed that Mila returned the look. "Shall we?" Elijah stated casually after he entered the small apartment. Mila nodded and wanted to go to him, but was stopped by Dan grabbing her.
"Wait, you forgot a proper goodbye." The nurse tried to kiss her, claiming Mila in front of his opponent, but she placed her hand on his chest and pushed him away.
"Stop, you'll ruin my makeup." She faked a giggle and tried to get away, but Dan grabbed her wrist hard and pulled her back with an angered sound. Elijah was between them in a split second. The quick movement confused Dan, he let go of Mila and stepped back. A cold, cruel smile appeared on the Original's face, it scared Mila to the edges. He grabbed Dan's shoulder and looked him deep into his eyes, a wild spark visible in them. "Don't you ever, EVER, touch her again like that." He emphasized every word in a cold tone, but didn't raise his voice. Instead he started to squeeze his shoulder and Dan winced in pain. Mila feared that he was about to break his bones and her eyes grew wide.
"Elijah!"
Her voice brought him back to reality and he lightly padded her boyfriend, the arrogant smile being back to her face. "You should be thankful, I show mercy to you, because she asks me to. I won't be that merciful again." With that, he turned to face Mila. His gaze darkened slightly when his eyes fell on her now pale skin and shaken expression. He sighed and held his arm out for her, leading her to his car. ...
Elijah quickly drove into the direction of the Laura's estate, where the wedding would take place. The Original looked kind of shaken, anger still in his eyes, but he tried to cover it, in order to not scare Mila. "I'm sorry."
She shook her head and smiled, gently placing her fingers on top of his. Sometimes she couldn't believe how awesome he was with her. Of course he wasn't sorry, he protected her and he would never be sorry for that. He was sorry for scaring her, but she trusted him deeply. Never would he do anything against her will. Mila wasn't mad, especially not on him. It was Dan that ruined the start of a beautiful evening. "I'm not. Dan was an ass tonight and I need to talk to him urgently about such matters. Thank you for protecting me. I sometimes just forget how strong you really are." He spared her a surprised glance. Maybe she was finally the person that accepted him as who he was. That he could be violent in the matter of seconds. He was afraid of hurting her, but he would try hard to always be a good man for her. "Just promise me to be careful, Mila. I can't even think about what would I do if..." Not able to find the right words, Elijah let them fade out in the cool air. Mila understood what he meant and nodded reassuringly. Comfortable silence filled the car until they pulled into the long driveway of the property. Elijah stopped his car and turned to face her. "I have a little gift for you." He said all of a sudden and Mila lifted her eyebrows. A gift? They were just going to a wedding, Laura should be the one to receive gifts. "You don't have to..." Without minding her refusing words, Elijah took out a small, but long velvet box out of his pocket and opened the lid before handing it to her. Her eyes grew wide as she looked down to see a beautiful bracelet in the box. It was rose gold, matching the necklace she had gotten from her mother. The shape was like thick chain, but still it looked delicate and elegant. It fitted perfectly to her outfit. The Original took the bracelet out of the box and wrapped it around her wrist carefully, admiring how wonderful it looked on her. He smiled, her expression already had given away that she liked it. But he had to admit that it felt good that something that he gave to her was no touching her smooth skin. "How did you know that I would wear rose-gold jewelry tonight?" Mila turned her wrist, the cool material felt pleasant on her skin. She loved this piece instantly and wore herself to wear it as often as she could, but also would carry it with greatest care so she wouldn't loose it.
"A little birdie told me." He chuckled and got out of the car, quickly walking around it to open the door for Mila. She rolled her eyes and interlaced her arm with his. "Laura, right?" The Original nodded and led her to the huge building. They walked through the door and were welcomed by quietly playing music. Everything was decorated with white and rose colored flowers. It was lovely, a romantic atmosphere was built, matching the awesome people that were about to get married. "Mila!" Her name was whispered from up the stairs and she saw a nervous looking bride peeking around the corner. Never had she seen Laura upset. She always seemed so calm and even a bit cold, but she got to know the person behind the wall of toughness. Laura motioned for Mila to follow her. The younger werewolf shot Elijah a apologetic look and moved to the room Laura motioned for her to get in. She really looked upset, she even seemed like she had cried. "Are you alright?" Mila asked and frowned. A marriage was supposed to be something nice, but those weren't tears of happiness. "My...my parents. It's tradition for a father to walk his daughter down the aisle and the mother to be some kind of bridesmaid. I'm royalty, so it's quite important...I've imagined this for so long now, but...but they never were good with me being together with Ben, because he isn't a high born werewolf. They haven't spoken to me in quite a long time, but I thought they would respect the tradition and at least come to my wedding but today their assistant called...their assistant, Mila! and told me they were 'occupied'. This is what I have to call family!"
Tears streamed her eyes again and Mila pulled her into a comforting hug, she gently padded her back to not destroy her lavishly done hair and gave her time to simply cry. It was a good feeling, that both of them hadn't to be strong around each other. They could cry, give in to their depressing problems for a short while. Mila also had that with Elijah, but for Laura she was the first person ever where she was understood.
"They aren't your family, Laura. I know, people say 'you don't get to choose your family' but that's bullshit. Your family are the people that care for you, that admire you. Those people are waiting outside to celebrate you big day. Because your a wonderful person, Laura. You deserve the people that love you." It made Mila's best friend smile, happy about the fact that Mila always found the right words. Laura wiped her tears away and checked her make up in the mirror shortly. Waterproof make up was the best invitation of the last decade. "But now there's no one to walk me down...or to stand behind me when I speak my vows." Mila grabbed Laura's hands and looked at her determined. "I think I got an idea for that. Do you want to come out with me and start a revolution to that old ass tradition?" The bride looked at her confused, but a smirk appeared on her face and she nodded. They were so alike. Laura always to wanted a better leader, bring fresh air into those old structures of packs. Mila pulled the bride with her back into the huge front hall, were Elijah still waited for them. He was alone, as all the other guests already had taken their seats outside in the garden, were the wedding would take place. He had a glass of champagne in his hand and pulled up a brow when he saw the women grinning widely. When they had approached the vampire, Mila took the glass of out his hand and handed it to Laura, who gulped with one sip. "She needs that right now." Mila laughed to which Elijah smiled. She then whispered in his ear, explaining what was going on. A minute later, the three of them were standing near the glass doors that lead outside. Laura's arm was interlaced with Elijah's and Mila stood behind them. When they went through the doors so all the guests could see them, a gasp went through the crowd. Unfortunately it wasn't because they admired Laura's looks,she looked completely stunning, Mila noted in her mind, but they started murmuring about who led her down the aisle. Elijah, an Original, a vampire, an enemy was at her side and Mila, a newbie werewolf, born into another pack, a stranger of some kind was behind her. It was a scandal. As Mila saw Ben's facial expression, Mila's smile grew wider. He only had eyes for his beautiful bride, he was completely stunned. It proved how tender and moving love could be, making a usually strong, tough man on the brick of tears. Elijah placed Laura's hand in Ben's. The Original ignored the hateful stares coming from the people around them, he just smiled amused. At first he hadn't like the idea, as he usually honored traditions. But he was another man now. He was since 5 years and especially since he met Mila. After his job was finished, he turned to walk to his seat in the first row. When he passed Mila, he lightly touched her hand and they shared a smile. She took her position behind the bride when thy moved to the altar. The Original couldn't really pay attention to the ceremony, he was too deeply consumed by admiring Mila. She was so beautiful, so kind, so perfect and imperfect at the same time. He wanted to badly to make her his, but it wasn't that easy. Love was also a complicated matter. Half an hour later, the group of guests had scarred around the garden after the official ceremony had ended. A lot of tears where shed, a lot of chattering and bickering about the breaking of traditions what made, but the happiest were the newly wed couple that danced in the middle of it. It was quiet for that moment, as everyone forgot about reality and problems and watched the two and were touched by the intimacy of their dance. This was one of the most gorgeous things Mila had ever seen. When the first dance ended, the music grew louder and the some people stormed the dance floor. Mila looked around to find Elijah, but was instead grabbed by Laura how forced her to dance with her. The women laughed and simply partied for some time. "Thank you, Mila. You saved my wedding." Laura hugged her again, but continued to dance. Mila admired how she could dance in the long dress, she didn't even stumble or anything. "You should thank Elijah, he was the one who walked you down the aisle." Mila winked and Laura pulled up her brows and gave her meaningful look to which Mila rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Please, don't start. No, we haven't talked yet. Not really." "I suggest you shouldn't talk, you should make out. I mean it, Mila. I can't bear all those tension in the hospital anymore." Laura laughed again. She was so deep in her own happiness, she wanted nothing more than for her best friend to have it, too.
"I don't know...I'm just so twisted and complicated. I have so much unsolved history." Now Laura bursted out laughing. Sometimes it was still strange how little she knew about the supernatural world.
"Mila, he's a thousand years old. A thousand years of unsolved family business, the Mikaelsons are pretty famous in our world. Do you even know what he sacrificed five years ago?"
The young doctor looked at her feet, slightly ashamed. She had seen what was in Elijah's mind and she was referring to herself as complicated. "I've seen what happened. But I never really understood it and I didn't want to press the matter any further with him." "Five years ago, an ancient spirit took over his niece's body and mind, making it the most dangerous witch the world has ever seen. Your a direct descendant of this spirit, Mila, that's what why so many people will be behind you if someone finds out about your existence. This spirit can't be killed, but of course they wanted their little girl back. The Mikaelsons always have been dysfunctional and kind of ill, but they sticked together. They honored a vow, always & forever, especially Elijah. He spent his whole immortal life to protect his family and keep them from breaking apart. But in order to defeat the Hallow, they had to divide the spirit. Each siblings carries a part of it inside him. They can't be near each other again. Hope, the little girl, has to grow up without her father and his siblings because of that. She only has your sister, her mother left. It broke Elijah's heart. He knew he couldn't live with that, he knew that he couldn't keep away from his family. In order to protect those he loves, he let himself get compelled to forget his vow, the emotions; love and pain equal; and everything he ever felt for them." Laura explained to her in a serious voice. Tears pooled in Mila's eyes. This was horrible. What he had to endure...She understood it now. This is why most of his memories are so emotionless. It's because he can't remember feeling anything. This story is so sad, she had the urge to find Elijah and tell him how sorry she was. But she couldn't, she had to stay stable for him. Mila wanted to be his safe haven, the person where he could forget about all those burdens. She squeezed Laura's hand and apologized herself and left, going inside the house as she needed to think. Entering a study, she slowly walked through the rows of lined up books. It cleared her head, but she still didn't come any further in the matter of her feelings for Elijah. She sighed and stood in front of a large window. A minute later, she heard the door open behind her and Mila glanced over her shoulder to find Elijah. He stood there and silently watched her.
"I think you owe me a dance, Mila."
The Original whispered as he felt this tension between them again. When he first saw the girl, he was drawn to her because the Hallow wanted it. Now it was himself that couldn't stay away from her. He clenched his fists, fighting his urges. "I'm not in the mood for dancing, Elijah." She turned to face him, her gaze was intense. A fire burned in her eyes and it slowly took over her body. Mila didn't want to fight anymore. For once, she wanted to do something selfish. Without even noticing, both of them moved closer to each other, like to predators walking around each other, examining. Their gazes were fixed on each other. The expression in Elijah's eyes would've scared anyone away, but not Mila. She understood who he was. She knew that he was dangerous. But she was, too.
"What do you want then?" His voice was so deep, it sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. This question wasn't referring to dancing anymore. "You." When the word was spoken, Elijah suddenly pulled her close to her and they finally passed the so short distance between their lips. It wasn't a gentle kiss, this was pure hunger as it was so overdue. Mila's arms were wrapped around his neck, her hands entangled his soft hair. She was pressed into the brick wall behind her shortly after, and she allowed his tongue entrance into her mouth as his strong hands held her by the waist. Emotions exploded inside them and none of them knew how to stop. It felt like they couldn't be apart ever again. The smell of her blood was still seducing for Elijah, but right now it only added to this awesome feeling of release.
Just as Elijah's lips moved from her mouth to her neck, they were interrupted from a loud thud coming from outside and gasps and yelling following the sound. They jumped apart and panted, on the edge of continuing and pretending that they didn't care, but reality had them back quickly. Something had happened and they needed to make sure that Laura's wedding day wasn't ruined.
Mila bought a new dress for the occasion at shop where Laura had bought her wedding gown. They went there together actually for a fitting appointment of Laura's dress, but Mila found a dress that she instantly fell in love with. When she tried it on, she felt beautiful for the first time in years. Dan never had given her the feeling of being extraordinary, but she had been ok with being normal. She wasn't anymore, she had changed since her parent's death and again since she triggered the curse. Mila was slowly accepting and embracing her true nature. The dress was of a light pink shade and hugged her curves perfectly. It was elegant, emphasizing her classical features and her healthy skin tone. The long skirt fell around her long legs flowingly. Laura had nodded approvingly and convinced Mila to buy the expensive dress. She never spent her wage on anything but her rent and food, so why shouldn't she buy something nice for her best friend's wedding? Today the dress looked even better as Mila tried hard adjust everything in a fitting manner. Her shoes matched the tone of the dress as did the small, restrained rose-gold jewelry which her mother had bought her for her birthday some years ago. Her hair fell down in soft curls around her shoulders, just some strands of the front were braided back to keep the hair out of her face. She did little make up around her light eyes, giving them a cat eye look with a hint of eyeliner. The highlight was the red lipstick Mila applied to her full lips, making them look perfectly kissable. Not that she wanted that tonight. She looked perfect for this wedding. Mila wouldn't steal off the attention from the bride, she cleaned up very well, making her more confident. Dan and her had argued for long when she told him that Elijah would escorting her to the wedding as he was also invited. Usually Dan hated weddings and she always had to go alone, but of course when he found out that her boss would take her he was beyond angry. With every fight Mila grew more distant. She slept on the sofa nearly every night and managed to not have shifts together with Dan. But today she had the feeling that things would escalate. "You look beautiful." Her boyfriend stated when she came out of the bathroom, his voice somehow held back, like he didn't want to show emotion. Mila knew that he wasn't lying and that it was just her that didn't find him attractive anymore. It was over, but she couldn't bring up the courage to say it out loud. "Thank you..." Awkward silence erupted and Mila shifted uncomfortably. The loud ring of the bell fortunately ended it. Elijah always had the perfect timing. Before she could discreetly rush down the stairs and meet him outside, Dan stopped her with his arm and went to the door himself. When he opened the door and Elijah saw Dan instead of Mila, the Original's smile faded and he looked down to the slightly shorter man. He straightened his already broad shoulder and his gaze grew intimidating. Compared to him, Dan looked like a little fool. Mila coughed awkwardly to interrupt the tensed situation and Elijah's eyes shifted to her. His lips parted slightly as he was taking in her appearance. She always looked lovely for him, but tonight she was beyond stunning. He clenched his hands in order to keep himself from grabbing her and kissing her here and now. At the same time Mila admired him, too. He wore a perfectly fitted suit, shaping his muscular body sharply. Elijah wore it with a confidence, only people that dressed up like that often showed. But never had she seen him in a suit before. Now it was Dan who cleared his throat angrily. Of course he saw the way Elijah looked at his girlfriend and it was making him furious, especially when he noticed that Mila returned the look. "Shall we?" Elijah stated casually after he entered the small apartment. Mila nodded and wanted to go to him, but was stopped by Dan grabbing her.
"Wait, you forgot a proper goodbye." The nurse tried to kiss her, claiming Mila in front of his opponent, but she placed her hand on his chest and pushed him away.
"Stop, you'll ruin my makeup." She faked a giggle and tried to get away, but Dan grabbed her wrist hard and pulled her back with an angered sound. Elijah was between them in a split second. The quick movement confused Dan, he let go of Mila and stepped back. A cold, cruel smile appeared on the Original's face, it scared Mila to the edges. He grabbed Dan's shoulder and looked him deep into his eyes, a wild spark visible in them. "Don't you ever, EVER, touch her again like that." He emphasized every word in a cold tone, but didn't raise his voice. Instead he started to squeeze his shoulder and Dan winced in pain. Mila feared that he was about to break his bones and her eyes grew wide.
"Elijah!"
Her voice brought him back to reality and he lightly padded her boyfriend, the arrogant smile being back to her face. "You should be thankful, I show mercy to you, because she asks me to. I won't be that merciful again." With that, he turned to face Mila. His gaze darkened slightly when his eyes fell on her now pale skin and shaken expression. He sighed and held his arm out for her, leading her to his car. ...
Elijah quickly drove into the direction of the Laura's estate, where the wedding would take place. The Original looked kind of shaken, anger still in his eyes, but he tried to cover it, in order to not scare Mila. "I'm sorry."
She shook her head and smiled, gently placing her fingers on top of his. Sometimes she couldn't believe how awesome he was with her. Of course he wasn't sorry, he protected her and he would never be sorry for that. He was sorry for scaring her, but she trusted him deeply. Never would he do anything against her will. Mila wasn't mad, especially not on him. It was Dan that ruined the start of a beautiful evening. "I'm not. Dan was an ass tonight and I need to talk to him urgently about such matters. Thank you for protecting me. I sometimes just forget how strong you really are." He spared her a surprised glance. Maybe she was finally the person that accepted him as who he was. That he could be violent in the matter of seconds. He was afraid of hurting her, but he would try hard to always be a good man for her. "Just promise me to be careful, Mila. I can't even think about what would I do if..." Not able to find the right words, Elijah let them fade out in the cool air. Mila understood what he meant and nodded reassuringly. Comfortable silence filled the car until they pulled into the long driveway of the property. Elijah stopped his car and turned to face her. "I have a little gift for you." He said all of a sudden and Mila lifted her eyebrows. A gift? They were just going to a wedding, Laura should be the one to receive gifts. "You don't have to..." Without minding her refusing words, Elijah took out a small, but long velvet box out of his pocket and opened the lid before handing it to her. Her eyes grew wide as she looked down to see a beautiful bracelet in the box. It was rose gold, matching the necklace she had gotten from her mother. The shape was like thick chain, but still it looked delicate and elegant. It fitted perfectly to her outfit. The Original took the bracelet out of the box and wrapped it around her wrist carefully, admiring how wonderful it looked on her. He smiled, her expression already had given away that she liked it. But he had to admit that it felt good that something that he gave to her was no touching her smooth skin. "How did you know that I would wear rose-gold jewelry tonight?" Mila turned her wrist, the cool material felt pleasant on her skin. She loved this piece instantly and wore herself to wear it as often as she could, but also would carry it with greatest care so she wouldn't loose it.
"A little birdie told me." He chuckled and got out of the car, quickly walking around it to open the door for Mila. She rolled her eyes and interlaced her arm with his. "Laura, right?" The Original nodded and led her to the huge building. They walked through the door and were welcomed by quietly playing music. Everything was decorated with white and rose colored flowers. It was lovely, a romantic atmosphere was built, matching the awesome people that were about to get married. "Mila!" Her name was whispered from up the stairs and she saw a nervous looking bride peeking around the corner. Never had she seen Laura upset. She always seemed so calm and even a bit cold, but she got to know the person behind the wall of toughness. Laura motioned for Mila to follow her. The younger werewolf shot Elijah a apologetic look and moved to the room Laura motioned for her to get in. She really looked upset, she even seemed like she had cried. "Are you alright?" Mila asked and frowned. A marriage was supposed to be something nice, but those weren't tears of happiness. "My...my parents. It's tradition for a father to walk his daughter down the aisle and the mother to be some kind of bridesmaid. I'm royalty, so it's quite important...I've imagined this for so long now, but...but they never were good with me being together with Ben, because he isn't a high born werewolf. They haven't spoken to me in quite a long time, but I thought they would respect the tradition and at least come to my wedding but today their assistant called...their assistant, Mila! and told me they were 'occupied'. This is what I have to call family!"
Tears streamed her eyes again and Mila pulled her into a comforting hug, she gently padded her back to not destroy her lavishly done hair and gave her time to simply cry. It was a good feeling, that both of them hadn't to be strong around each other. They could cry, give in to their depressing problems for a short while. Mila also had that with Elijah, but for Laura she was the first person ever where she was understood.
"They aren't your family, Laura. I know, people say 'you don't get to choose your family' but that's bullshit. Your family are the people that care for you, that admire you. Those people are waiting outside to celebrate you big day. Because your a wonderful person, Laura. You deserve the people that love you." It made Mila's best friend smile, happy about the fact that Mila always found the right words. Laura wiped her tears away and checked her make up in the mirror shortly. Waterproof make up was the best invitation of the last decade. "But now there's no one to walk me down...or to stand behind me when I speak my vows." Mila grabbed Laura's hands and looked at her determined. "I think I got an idea for that. Do you want to come out with me and start a revolution to that old ass tradition?" The bride looked at her confused, but a smirk appeared on her face and she nodded. They were so alike. Laura always to wanted a better leader, bring fresh air into those old structures of packs. Mila pulled the bride with her back into the huge front hall, were Elijah still waited for them. He was alone, as all the other guests already had taken their seats outside in the garden, were the wedding would take place. He had a glass of champagne in his hand and pulled up a brow when he saw the women grinning widely. When they had approached the vampire, Mila took the glass of out his hand and handed it to Laura, who gulped with one sip. "She needs that right now." Mila laughed to which Elijah smiled. She then whispered in his ear, explaining what was going on. A minute later, the three of them were standing near the glass doors that lead outside. Laura's arm was interlaced with Elijah's and Mila stood behind them. When they went through the doors so all the guests could see them, a gasp went through the crowd. Unfortunately it wasn't because they admired Laura's looks,she looked completely stunning, Mila noted in her mind, but they started murmuring about who led her down the aisle. Elijah, an Original, a vampire, an enemy was at her side and Mila, a newbie werewolf, born into another pack, a stranger of some kind was behind her. It was a scandal. As Mila saw Ben's facial expression, Mila's smile grew wider. He only had eyes for his beautiful bride, he was completely stunned. It proved how tender and moving love could be, making a usually strong, tough man on the brick of tears. Elijah placed Laura's hand in Ben's. The Original ignored the hateful stares coming from the people around them, he just smiled amused. At first he hadn't like the idea, as he usually honored traditions. But he was another man now. He was since 5 years and especially since he met Mila. After his job was finished, he turned to walk to his seat in the first row. When he passed Mila, he lightly touched her hand and they shared a smile. She took her position behind the bride when thy moved to the altar. The Original couldn't really pay attention to the ceremony, he was too deeply consumed by admiring Mila. She was so beautiful, so kind, so perfect and imperfect at the same time. He wanted to badly to make her his, but it wasn't that easy. Love was also a complicated matter. Half an hour later, the group of guests had scarred around the garden after the official ceremony had ended. A lot of tears where shed, a lot of chattering and bickering about the breaking of traditions what made, but the happiest were the newly wed couple that danced in the middle of it. It was quiet for that moment, as everyone forgot about reality and problems and watched the two and were touched by the intimacy of their dance. This was one of the most gorgeous things Mila had ever seen. When the first dance ended, the music grew louder and the some people stormed the dance floor. Mila looked around to find Elijah, but was instead grabbed by Laura how forced her to dance with her. The women laughed and simply partied for some time. "Thank you, Mila. You saved my wedding." Laura hugged her again, but continued to dance. Mila admired how she could dance in the long dress, she didn't even stumble or anything. "You should thank Elijah, he was the one who walked you down the aisle." Mila winked and Laura pulled up her brows and gave her meaningful look to which Mila rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Please, don't start. No, we haven't talked yet. Not really." "I suggest you shouldn't talk, you should make out. I mean it, Mila. I can't bear all those tension in the hospital anymore." Laura laughed again. She was so deep in her own happiness, she wanted nothing more than for her best friend to have it, too.
"I don't know...I'm just so twisted and complicated. I have so much unsolved history." Now Laura bursted out laughing. Sometimes it was still strange how little she knew about the supernatural world.
"Mila, he's a thousand years old. A thousand years of unsolved family business, the Mikaelsons are pretty famous in our world. Do you even know what he sacrificed five years ago?"
The young doctor looked at her feet, slightly ashamed. She had seen what was in Elijah's mind and she was referring to herself as complicated. "I've seen what happened. But I never really understood it and I didn't want to press the matter any further with him." "Five years ago, an ancient spirit took over his niece's body and mind, making it the most dangerous witch the world has ever seen. Your a direct descendant of this spirit, Mila, that's what why so many people will be behind you if someone finds out about your existence. This spirit can't be killed, but of course they wanted their little girl back. The Mikaelsons always have been dysfunctional and kind of ill, but they sticked together. They honored a vow, always & forever, especially Elijah. He spent his whole immortal life to protect his family and keep them from breaking apart. But in order to defeat the Hallow, they had to divide the spirit. Each siblings carries a part of it inside him. They can't be near each other again. Hope, the little girl, has to grow up without her father and his siblings because of that. She only has your sister, her mother left. It broke Elijah's heart. He knew he couldn't live with that, he knew that he couldn't keep away from his family. In order to protect those he loves, he let himself get compelled to forget his vow, the emotions; love and pain equal; and everything he ever felt for them." Laura explained to her in a serious voice. Tears pooled in Mila's eyes. This was horrible. What he had to endure...She understood it now. This is why most of his memories are so emotionless. It's because he can't remember feeling anything. This story is so sad, she had the urge to find Elijah and tell him how sorry she was. But she couldn't, she had to stay stable for him. Mila wanted to be his safe haven, the person where he could forget about all those burdens. She squeezed Laura's hand and apologized herself and left, going inside the house as she needed to think. Entering a study, she slowly walked through the rows of lined up books. It cleared her head, but she still didn't come any further in the matter of her feelings for Elijah. She sighed and stood in front of a large window. A minute later, she heard the door open behind her and Mila glanced over her shoulder to find Elijah. He stood there and silently watched her.
"I think you owe me a dance, Mila."
The Original whispered as he felt this tension between them again. When he first saw the girl, he was drawn to her because the Hallow wanted it. Now it was himself that couldn't stay away from her. He clenched his fists, fighting his urges. "I'm not in the mood for dancing, Elijah." She turned to face him, her gaze was intense. A fire burned in her eyes and it slowly took over her body. Mila didn't want to fight anymore. For once, she wanted to do something selfish. Without even noticing, both of them moved closer to each other, like to predators walking around each other, examining. Their gazes were fixed on each other. The expression in Elijah's eyes would've scared anyone away, but not Mila. She understood who he was. She knew that he was dangerous. But she was, too.
"What do you want then?" His voice was so deep, it sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. This question wasn't referring to dancing anymore. "You." When the word was spoken, Elijah suddenly pulled her close to her and they finally passed the so short distance between their lips. It wasn't a gentle kiss, this was pure hunger as it was so overdue. Mila's arms were wrapped around his neck, her hands entangled his soft hair. She was pressed into the brick wall behind her shortly after, and she allowed his tongue entrance into her mouth as his strong hands held her by the waist. Emotions exploded inside them and none of them knew how to stop. It felt like they couldn't be apart ever again. The smell of her blood was still seducing for Elijah, but right now it only added to this awesome feeling of release.
Just as Elijah's lips moved from her mouth to her neck, they were interrupted from a loud thud coming from outside and gasps and yelling following the sound. They jumped apart and panted, on the edge of continuing and pretending that they didn't care, but reality had them back quickly. Something had happened and they needed to make sure that Laura's wedding day wasn't ruined.