Hey guys! I'm so sorry that I'm sucking at updating this story and that this chapter is on the short side. I will make it up to you guys! Forgive me! Anyways this is part 1 of the episode 'Plan B'. It follows mostly Maggie though and not really the episode. Hope you all enjoy!
And I'm afraid
To sleep because of what haunts me
Such as living with the uncertainty
That I'll never find the words to say
Which would completely explain
Just how I'm breaking down
-Sleeping Sickness by City & Colour
ELIJAH sat upon the floor on the bare room, with his knees pulled up to his chest, and his arms draped casually over the top. His dark brown eyes were looking out the window and up at the moon in the night sky. In the moon he imagined her face being in it. And when her imaged appeared, he thought of how beautiful the moon shined that night.
Then he heard footsteps echoing down the empty hall. He could hear the calm heart beat which was betrayed by the hurried footsteps and he turned his head to the thick wooden door as it opened. He looked at the young maid in confusion. And then another woman appeared in the doorway. She removed the hood of her cloak from her head and Elijah stood quickly.
"Noreen!" He gasped.
She ran to him and threw her arms around his neck, burying her face into the fabric of his shirt, just enjoying his scent. Noreen closed her light green eyes and just enjoyed the embrace.
"What are you doing here, my love?" Elijah asked, pulling away from her. He stared down at her, cupping her left cheek gently with his hand, brushing his thumb over her warm human skin.
"To help you to escape." Noreen said and glanced over to the young maid who stood in the doorway. "She will lead you down the back corridor."
"No." Elijah shook his head. "I will not have you punished for an offense that you did not commit."
Noreen stared at him. "Nor will I have you!" She shook her head. "Klaus did these crimes! Not you!"
Elijah shook his head and took a step back from her. He could not believe what he was hearing. He didn't want to think about what would happen to Noreen as punishment for helping him to escape. The Head Witch being her grandmother may save her from death but he could not be sure. He did not want to take the risk. He didn't want to think about it.
"The Head Witch will know that it was you." Elijah countered.
"I know." Noreen nodded. "I am willing to accept any punishment that I receive."
"No!" Elijah moved to stand in front of her. "Noreen, punishment for this is death! No!"
Noreen looked at him, placing her hands upon his which were cupping her face gently, and offered a small smile.
"I'm not worthy of it." Elijah shook his head, placing his forehead against hers. "I'm not."
"You are everything to me, Elijah." Noreen said. "Everything."
His gray blue eyes stared at the closed wooden door as if he had the ability to look through it. He had his left arm crossed over his chest while his right arm laid upon it, with his hand brought to his mouth. He was pondering, thinking as he stared at the closed door.
Damon could hear Maggie moving around in the room. She had been doing that all night and that's what worried him. He had been so occupied with everything else going on that he didn't realize something was off with her until later in the night. She hadn't come out of her room all night and he hadn't moved from standing in front of her bedroom door. Maggie hadn't slept at all and that made Damon uneasy. He knew something had been going on with her but he didn't think it was anything huge.
But yesterday, when she had wrapped her arms around him from behind, and said that she loved him, Damon was worried. She had done that numerous times before but it was the look in her light green eyes that sparked the worry. He still didn't know what she did her entire 'personal' day.
Not to mention he felt a little guilty considering they haven't really spent anytime together. Did she think that he was too busy to spend time with her? Hell, she was the only person that he would make time for. She was his Mags. Always. No matter what.
Maggie was in no mood to fuss over her hair so she just ran a brush through her barrel curls and left it down. She had pulled on a maroon colored long sleeve shirt and dark blue jeans, matched with maroon colored ballet flats. But in all honesty, Maggie was not thinking about her appearance.
When she got downstairs, she walked over to the table in front of the couch, where her messenger bag was. Grabbing it she turned and found Damon standing there, looking at her.
"What?" She mouthed to him.
"Didn't think you would be up." Damon shrugged.
Maggie looked at him confused as she past him and into the kitchen. She walked over to the fridge and grabbed out a bottle of water and turned to find Damon standing at the island counter, staring at her again.
"Thought you would be sleeping the day away." Damon said. "Since you didn't sleep at all last night. Could you pace any louder?"
She nearly choked on the water as she swallowed it but didn't. She could see Damon studying her carefully and she knew that now would be the time to spill everything to him rather than later. But then she remembered everything that happened the other day and she couldn't. Damon had too much on his plate as it is. Speaking of which, the Sheriff was still in the basement downstairs.
"I was just worked up from yesterday." Maggie mouthed.
"Yesterday?" Damon looked at her.
She nodded. "You and Stefan were nearly killed. The Sheriff is locked up in our basement."
And she saw the flash of disappointment in Damon's eyes. That wasn't the answer he was looking for. She hated how he knew her so well. She hated keeping this huge thing from him but he's kept things from her too. Maggie was still sorting through everything that Katherine had told her the other day. Maybe when she got a better bearing on the whole situation then she would tell Damon.
"Lets have a you & me day." Damon said. "We haven't had a lot of time together and I think it would be fun. We use to have those all the time."
Maggie smiled. She actually liked that idea. There was a time when they would spend nearly every day together and it seemed like years had passed since then.
"Damon!" Jeremy's voice rang out through the boarding house.
She saw Damon frown and roll his eyes and she couldn't help but to smile a bit. Looks like another year was going to past before they had a day just to them.
"You're busy." Maggie mouthed and grabbed her messenger bag, slinging the strap across her chest. "I think I'll just walk around town for a bit. Let you do your thing."
Damon stood silent and just watched her. She sent him another smile and as she went to walk past him, he grabbed onto her arm. He looked at her with his gray blue eyes.
"Mags."
"I'm fine, Damon." She mouthed. Another smile. "Don't kill Jeremy or anyone else."
Damon gave his trade marked smirk. "No promises." Then he allowed her to slip from his grasp. What he really wanted to do was lock every window and door in this house so that and it was just her and him. No one else.
Maggie was sure she would have been enjoying the day had it not been for the troubling thoughts that consumed her mind. She wasn't walking anywhere in particular but rather aimlessly just sorting through her thoughts. How could she be Noreen reincarnated? It would explain why most if not all of the information on her seemed to be missing. She was pretty sure the Fitzpatrick family didn't want anyone to know about the curse. There had to be more information about it somewhere.
If she was Noreen reincarnated, Maggie began to wonder, if she looked exactly like her. Was it like Elena and Katherine? Or was it something totally different? Maggie gave an inward frustrated groan and brought her hands to her face. Did everything have to be complicated when it came to her?
With her face covered, Maggie didn't see the person in front of her, and she collided with them instantly. She quickly dropped her hands with her face completely red from embarrassment.
But she quickly froze. Her light green eyes were wide and her breathing hitched. Standing before her was none other than Elijah.
"This is the second time we've bumped into each other." Elijah spoke softly. "This truly is a small town."
Elijah. In her mind she has a flashback of one of her dreams, or as Katherine told her, a memory from her past life as Noreen. Maggie couldn't take it and her eyes soon rolled to the back of her head as she slumped forward.
He caught her before she hit the pavement and scooped her easily bride style into his arms. And at the few people who stared he gave them a good glare. Maggie was not apart of some freak show.
When Maggie came to, she blinked a few times, bringing a hand to her head. She sat up slowly and found herself laying on a couch. As she glanced around she realized that she was once again in her old childhood home.
"I would have brought you back to the boarding house, but I fear that's rather crowded." Elijah said.
She turned to find him sitting casually in a chair not to far from where she was laying. He stared at her with his warm dark brown eyes and a gracious smile upon his lips.
"I do not believe I've introduced myself properly." Elijah said. "I'm Elijah."
Maggie could do nothing but stare at him with her light green eyes. She turned her body so that she was sitting properly on the couch and facing him fully. Her cheeks were red and she began to fiddle with her fingers. Looking down at herself, she realized that her bag was missing.
As if Elijah knew what she was thinking he laughed softly. "No worries." He reached down beside the chair and held up her bag. "I figured you would be more comfortable without it hanging around your neck. Don't worry, I didn't search through it." He smirked slightly. "I'm not like Damon."
Maggie smiled slightly at the joke but still made no move. She did see that Elijah smiled, pleased with himself that he managed to make her smile.
"You're tired, Maggie." Elijah looked at her. "You need rest."
She shook her head quickly. No sleeping for her.
Elijah frowned. "You don't need to be afraid of me. I give you my word I won't harm you while you sleep, if that's what worries you."
She looked at him quickly. That wasn't it at all. In fact, she was rather comfortable with Elijah. She wasn't scared at him at all and she knew that she probably should be. He was an original vampire after all but she wasn't. It was as if she knew that he would never harm her. Maggie was scared at how comfortable she was with him.
"For some reason." She mouths to him. "I'm not frightened of you."
He nods as if he was expecting this. He leans forward, resting his arms on his knees, and looks at her gently. "I will explain more to you... after you've gotten some sleep, my love."
My love. When those two words escape from his lips it sends warm shivers up and down her body. And Maggie decides that she really does need some sleep. So she lays down on the couch, closing her eyes, knowing that Elijah is just a hand reach away. And being comforted by that fact makes her fall asleep easily without any dreams.
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