A/N: I'm a little nervous on this one so please let me know what you think.
Finn and Elijah weren't enjoying their time in New Orleans which was a shame considering how much Elijah loved the city and Finn was beginning to. They had been stone walled at every turn and weren't yet willing to use their Original status to get what they wanted.
They were getting increasingly frustrated until Jeremy had called, the moment Finn had heard his voice it was like all the tension had drained out of the vampire.
It sacred him a little how well the teen knew them but it was reassuring in a strange way. Even the fact that the human was the one to consider that Elijah was likely to kill someone, once it was pointed out it was obvious.
After they hung up Finn decided it was time to step up as the eldest and actually take care of his siblings. Now that he no longer ignored what he was the elder had easily adapted to use it his advantage and he'd learned most of it from a certain brunette they'd started to revolve around.
Elijah was thoroughly surprised when strong arms curled around his waist, pulling him against a firm body. Hearing Finn chuckle and seeing his smile made him relax a little but it did nothing to settle the primal anxiety of the beast.
When Finn ducked down he felt the gentle kiss against his jaw, the sensitive spot just bellow it and further down his throat, sliding just past his collar making the beast snarl, wanting to fight the threat but soon enough the beast whimpered, trusting and submissive for the moment as Finn all but forced it to realise he was trust worthy.
One thing they had learned but never acknowledged was that their vampiric sides were nothing but animals, they were ruled by the laws of beasts and the more they ignored those rules the worse things became. These intimate touches that to their remaining human sides were lovers caresses to their beasts, they were simple reassurance that they needed to survive.
So when Elijah let their lips connect, moving in an easy tandem it wasn't anything untoward, it was simply comfort, affection and trust, something all the originals had deprived one another and themselves of far to often.
In Mystic Falls however the tension between siblings was still unsteady. Kol understood being angry at Klaus but there was a difference between that and summoning Mikael to potentially kill them all and destroying the safe haven Klaus had built, it was rattling around his head and he still didn't have an answer.
"Was Marcel's supposed love really worth more than Nik?" He didn't even realised he'd said it out loud until he got a reply.
"I thought it was." Rebekah drifted slowly into the room before folding into the armchair, looking pathetically sorry for herself. "I honestly thought that Marcel would stop me feeling so lonely." She gave a bitter snort. "It took a human teenager to make me realise how wrong I was."
"You were as much the problem as Nik, or me, or Elijah and Finn. You never learned how to survive without being the centre of attention, you never tried." When Kol finished his sister looked at him with something between anger and shame, angry for having her faults thrown in her face and shame because she knew it was true.
"Do you think Nik will forgive me?" Rebekah bit down on her lower lip and worried it between her teeth, tugging on the hem of her shirt.
"If you'd asked six months ago I'd of said never but now..." He trailed off, Jeremy had already proven he can work miracles, goddesses knew what he could do this time.
Rebekah snorted softly, more like a huff than anything. They were silent from there, both contemplating what would happen, the rift in their family seeming to have been torn open again and doubled in size but the strange thing was, they were for once worried about what to do next, normally that was just Elijah and the beasts in them howled and screamed at the thought of being taken away from one another.
A world away from the small town in the Crescent City two of the brothers stood opposite from a man appearing to be in his mid twenties. The former slave boy stood with defiance but there was an uneasiness there, knowing he was completely out classed as they stood in the cemetery.
"Hello Marcellus." There was warring anger and hope inside the noble original. He was furious with the man but also, he was nearly as much his son as he had been Klaus'. "How have you been?"
"Well enough but we both know you didn't come here to exchange pleasantries Elijah. What do you want?" Marcel lifted his chin, a small show of arrogance.
"You summoned Mikael." The simple statement from the eldest vampire made the youngest rock back on his heels, suddenly understanding that there was one wrong move between him and death.
"You also never had the decency to inform Niklaus that you were alive afterwards." Elijah continued and saw the sweet, strong boy he once knew.
Marcel looked at the ground like chastised little boy, a small, barely visible flush on his cheeks.
"I thought he knew, that's why he didn't come back. He didn't want me."
Some of the anger leached out of the brothers but it was far from gone.
"And your reason for summoning Mikael in the first place?" Finn stepped forward but not for intimidation like it seemed, instead it was so he could be closer to Elijah, offering what comfort he could.
"I, Rebekah said that Mikael wouldn't be able to hurt him, just chase him away, I was stupid or delusional enough to believe her." When Marcel looked up he met Elijah's eye and there was nothing but pure disappointment there. It made the king flinch and want to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness but the originals were already gone.
Elijah was shaking, almost vibrating as he took off his jacket, the tie following in jerky movements. He had the insane urge to laugh as failed to unbutton his shirt.
Finn was suddenly in front of him and swiftly unbuttoned it and pushed the crisp white linen off his shoulders, pushing the younger against the wall.
When strong hands cupped his jaw and firm lips kissed him Elijah didn't hesitate pulling the elder against him and pouring all the frustration into the kiss.
Since becoming a vampire Finn could honestly say up until now he'd never had bruised lips, now they felt sore and used. His hand drifted down, gently gripping his brothers hip, leather brushing the side of it as his thumb drew circles into smooth skin.
The tremors of emotion slowed eventually, the kiss changing with them until their lips merely brushed, the room standing silent around them, their breathing echoing loudly.
When they looked at each other, for the first time since they were children Finn could see his little brother, not the strong in control man that Elijah was everyday but the small boy who use to curl into his side, scared by the wind and howl outside their home. The little boy that rested against his chest looking like an angel that needed to be held, protected.
How had he not noticed that, that boy had never gone away. The sweet angel buried but still there and wanting his big brother to hold and care for him.
He kissed Elijah softly, an apology, before hugging his little brother to him, cradling him like he use to Elijah snuggled in, just like he use to all those centuries.
"I love you 'Lijah."
"I love you too Finn, I missed you."
Finn just squeezed a little tighter.