Title: Promise of Forever
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Author: darkmagic-luvr/thecunningclock
Pairings: Kol/Anna
Rating: M
Author's Note: Unbeta'd. I have been so busy I've barely had time to breathe. Luckily I wrote most of this at work today, lol. The rating has also been changed to M for the sex you'll see later in the chapter. Happy readings!

Anna tossed away the last of Cataleya's wood, watching Kol's body heal before her eyes. There was still no pain on her part when she touched him; she didn't know how long it would last though. She carded her fingers through his hair, taking whatever opportunity she'd been given to drink him in. This was the fastest he'd ever remembered her, maybe because of the pell Esther had done to bind all her children together; whatever the reason, the few short days since Anna had seen Kol in the Grill felt longer than the weeks and months it used to take for him to even remember her name.

He had wanted to know what would happen if he kissed her. The answer was everything.

Anna's hand stilled as Kol stirred, his eyes flying open but making no other move besides that. He stared at her with the recognition Anna had been craving for, for centuries. "I remember you," he said conversationally, reaching up to run his thumb over her lower lip. "I miss your accent."

Anna shrugged, rolling her eyes upward as a smile twitched on her face. "Gotta blend in somehow."

"Shame," he muttered, taking her chin in his hand and leaning forward to kiss her softly. "Of course, it's not the only thing I miss."

Anna shivered, resting her hands on his stomach as his breath washed across her lips. "Kol-" she started, her voice catching in her throat as he dragged his mouth across her jaw. "Kol," she said again, more insistently. "I don't know how long this will last."

"How long what will last?" he repeated, grazing his teeth over her neck and repeating the motion again with his tongue.

Anna's eyes fluttered closed, and she leaned into him. She'd been away from him for so long,...he'd been with other people just to take off the edge of loneliness, but they weren't Kol. He'd known her when she was human, she loved him, and she'd never found anyone who even compared to him.

His hand falling to her hip snapped her back to reality, and Anna reluctantly pulled away; moving her hand to the center of his chest as she did to keep him...restrained. "Until you can hurt me again," she said softly, watching his eyebrows quirk down in confusion before he remembered what she'd been talking about. His eyes focused on a place over her shoulder, almost looking upset, but he didn't talk about the curse; instead-

"Where the fuck did that bitch go?"

Anna turned her head; Caroline was gone, so was Bonnie. She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair, feeling a spark of annoyance for Elijah. "Caroline took her," she explained, her expression turning dry when Kol raised an eyebrow at her. "Elijah tasked her services after he told me that you were here with Cataleya."

The difference between Kol with his memories and Kol without them, was that he thought the way Elijah and Anna bickered with each other was hilarious. The corner of his mouth twitched, and she rolled her eyes - already nostalgic for the Kol who ignored her and found no amusement in her feuds with his older brother.

"So Elijah has the witch," mused Kol, leaning back against the wall, staring at her with a heavy gaze. "And you and I can touch," he continued, emphasizing his point by raising his hand and pushing her hair behind her shoulder. "I have my memories and now that I have you..." he trailed off, moving his hand from her shoulder to her cheek. He swallowed, and she stopped breathing. "I refuse to give you up again, Annabelle."

Anna's throat ached. After centuries of waiting for him to remember her fully, he finally said the words she used to dream of hearing. She would tell herself she was stupid, pining after a man who had insisted on leaving her for her own good; but he loved her, and he wanted her, and she couldn't lose him again - she refused.

Her resolve broken, and in an instead Anna had his face in her hands, her mouth crashing over his. He snarled back against her teeth, threading one hand into her hair briefly before pressing his palms to her back. The breath whooshed from her lungs as Kol flipped her onto her back, pressing his thigh between her legs as he settled over her. Anna arched as Kol pulled her against his chest, her fingers trailing down his neck, over his chest and pressing into his ribs.

"I love you," groaned Anna, lifting her hips as Kol's hand slid over her stomach and across the front of her jeans, the friction of his touch between her thighs making her blood boil. "I'll always love you."

Kol smiled against her mouth, an honest-to-god smile that erased what little doubt Anna had about his feelings for her. She pushed him away just to see it, the genuine expression on his face, before he leaned back down to capture her lips again.

It was short lived though; just before Anna had a chance to kiss him back, Kol was pulling away, laying feather-light kisses down her neck as his hands skimmed her sides, pushing her shirt up and running his hand across her ribs. Moving down her body, Kol breathed hotly against her breastbone, his eyes flashing up to meet her momentarily. Anna's stomach clenched as Kol's fingertips passed across the lace of her bra seconds before he pulled it down and exposed her breasts. He ran his tongue across one pert nipple, sucking it into his mouth briefly before biting down gently. Anna's grip on his sides tightened, gouging her nails into his skin and dragging them down, leaving angry red welts in their wake. Kol retaliated by pressing his knee harder against her cunt, his teeth digging deeper into her breast.

His name fell from her lips with an embarrassing amount of need, her hands falling to his belt and fumbling with the buckle like a teenager. Kol snarled into her chest as her fingers brushed against the bulge in his jeans, pulling far enough away from her to remove her shirt and flinging it across the room like it offended him. Breathing hard, Kol sat back on his heels and stared down at her; Anna's hands stilling against his crotch.

"God you're beautiful," Kol murmured, running his hands down the inside of her thighs. Anna could feel the bite marks he'd given her start to heal, but she could only image what she looked like with the carvings in her skin. His eyes glanced across the one across her chest, reaching out to trace the edges with his fingertips. He flashed her a grin. "And other romantic crap like that."

Anna beamed, pushing herself up and onto her knees while Kol slid his hands under her ass and pulled her into his lap. Their lips brushed as Anna wrapped an arm around his shoulder, foreheads touching as Kol's hand slid up her back to unclasp her bra.

Their lips melded together again, Kol inhaling sharply into her mouth as Anna ground her hips into his. Kol's hand slid into her hair, gripping it tightly and deepening the kiss. Somewhere between Kol's teeth sinking into her lower lip and Anna undoing the fly of his jeans they had started rocking together; Anna breathing heavily as Kol swiped his tongue over the blood smeared across her lip. She slipped her hand beneath the waistband of his underwear and wrapped her hand around the hot length of his cock, causing Kol to buck his hips into her hand, making her grin into his mouth. "Annabelle," he warned as she ignored him, tightening her grip and pumping him lazily for a moment before he flashed his fangs in her face and sunk his teeth into her neck.

Anna's grip went slack, and her mouth fell open in pleasure/pain as Kol feed off her blood. Breathing ragged, Anna clutched at Kol's shoulder, feeling him lower them to the ground, his mouth never leaving her neck until her back touched the ground. He could never tell her he loved her again for as long as they lived, and she would always know how he felt. Blood sharing was more than personal, and Kol was the only person she would ever let taste her like this.

Anna's vision was slightly hazy when Kol pulled away from her, wiping her blood off his lips with the back of his hand. She stared at him, feeling warmth spread through her chest as he leaned down to trail his mouth down her stomach, biting her hip with blunt teeth and leaving streaks of her blood across her skin.

Kol peeled her jeans off her legs, tossing her shoes over his shoulder carelessly. He dropped his head between her thighs without hesitation, curling his hands around her thighs to keep her immobile as he tongued her clit through her underwear. Anna arched into his mouth, gasping and clutching at his hair; tugging him closer as her skin vibrated from the tension building her her core.

She whined as his mouth disappeared, her hand falling out of his hair and against her hip lifelessly. She watched through half lidded eyes as Kol shucked off his shoes and pants, reaching for his hand when he crawled back over her. He nuzzled his nose against hers, linking their fingers as he pushed himself inside her. Anna's thighs fell open to accommodate him, her hips lifting off the ground to meet his slow thrusts, turning her head to press a bruising kiss to his lips. Kol's fingers tightened around hers, slamming into her with a snarl, his tongue filling her mouth as his pace quickened. His free hand slid over one of her thighs, fingertips hesitating against the jagged skin before drawing her leg up and around his hips, driving deeper into he

He muffled her cries with his tongue, and she raked her nails down his back to urge him on. Tension coiled in Anna's stomach, her hand pressed against his spine as the walls surrounding Kol's cock tightened deliciously. She could practically taste her orgasm as Kol buried his face against her neck, hitching her hips higher and adjusting his angel inside of her. Anna held her breath in anticipation, arching up to dig her teeth into Kol's shoulder, breaking the skin. The taste of his blood sent her over the edge, the tension around her breaking suddenly as she spasmed around him. Kol came with a muffled shout moments later, slowing his movements and letting her ride out her orgasm until he finally stilled over her.

He pressed a kiss to the corner of her eye, his lips lingering for a few moments before he sighed against her cheek. "I love you too," he murmured, rolling off of her with an exhausted grunt, pulling her into his side as he did. Anna propped her cheek onto his chest, running her hand lightly down his abdomen and resting on his navel. Kol pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

"I hope this was worth whatever misery you had to go through this week," Anna teased, glancing up at him. Kol rolled his eyes.

"I owe Nik and Rebekah apologies," he admitted gruffly. "Wankers should have known better than to test me." He paused, running his fingers against her shoulder lightly. "You do know that you're worth any pain I go through, don't you?"

"No I'm not," said Anna, her voice small. "I'm not worth any of this."

Kol snorted into her hair. "Think what you'd like," he tsk'd, tightening his arm around her. "But you're the only person I'd ever go through this for."

.

Elijah was trying (he really was) not to snap Caroline's neck; he reasoned that she was worried about her friend - but if the baby blonde vampire didn't shut up soon, he was going to give her to Niklaus to deal with.

Her eyebrows furrowed suddenly as her rant abruptly cut off. Her silence was short lived, however. "Why are you smirking like that?"

Elijah sighed. He had waited outside the Bennett house while Caroline had gone in after Anna - he didn't have an invitation, otherwise he would have gone in himself and wrangled his brother and sister-in-law out of there instead of having to go to the Forbes girl. "Keep talking and you'll find out," he warned, glancing at her.

She visibly stiffened and wisely kept her mouth shut; as Elijah pulled his car into the drive of his home, he spotted Rebekah lurking outside near the shrubs. Caroline made an involuntary noise of distaste from the seat beside him.

"Play nice and we'll let you stay," Elijah drawled. He shot her a cheeky grin as he climbed out of the car. "Grab the witch while you're at it, won't you, dear?"

Elijah shut the door just in time to cut off Caroline's responding swear, nodding to his sister as she stepped forward a bit and out of 'hiding'. "Where's Kol?" she asked, glancing back at the car worriedly. Elijah merely shrugged.

"With Annabelle, I imagine," he said casually, ignoring the aghast look on Rebekah's face. He passed her airily, leaning into her shoulder to hiss, "Though I'm not sure what kind of state he's in." He was genuinely worried about his brother, and as he glanced back to see Caroline dragging Bonnie out ot the backseat with ear, he wondered if Anna was handling him alright on her own. "I brought the witch along to shed some light on his mess for us. Hopefully we can finally undo this once and for all."

Rebekah nodded, but held her tongue, though Elijah did catch the way her eyes narrowed at the witch. He lifted his hand and gestured for Caroline to follow him, speaking to Rebekah. "Get Finn and Klaus, sister."

"And Anna and Kol?" asked Rebekah, glancing at him almost nastily. "What about them? Do you not care?"

"Don't question whether or not I care for my family," Elijah warned her, continuing into the house without another look back at her.

But Rebekah did as she was told, and soon enough the study was once again filled, five vampires and one unconscious witch, who Finn immediately propped up in a chair and bound. Elijah was reminded of the way they had restrained Cataleya, the memory brought a smile smirk to his face.

"Wake her."

Rebekah stepped forward immediately, and Finn had to pull away quickly in order to avoid getting run over as she brought her hand back and smacked Bonnie across the face smartly. The witch startled awake in tandem with Caroline's loud protest of "Hey!" which was of course ignored by everyone else in the room. Rebekah stepped back, folding her arms over her stomach as she did, and Finn resumed his place in front of Bonnie, placing his hands over her wrists.

"Wha-?"

"Cataleya," Finn smoothly cut her off, earning her attention. Her eyes widened slightly, leaning away from him slightly.

"Who the hell is Cataleya?" interrupted Caroline, gesturing at her friend. "That's Bonnie."

"No, Caroline, they think I'm her," said the witch, her eyes filling with tears. She sounded desperate and child-like, swallowing hard when she looked back at Finn. "She's not here anymore, I swear."

"You're lying," said Finn, his voice low as his upper lip pulled into a snarl. He reached up to touch the open wound in her neck, showing her the blood on his fingers. "Anna should have killed you, and yet you live."

"I am not Cataleya," said Bonnie desperately. Finn stood, staring down at her with narrowed eyes. "I don't even know what happened!"

"The sooner you drop the facade, the sooner this will be over."

"My god, will you just let her go!?" shouted Caroline, pushing past Elijah, looking wildly at the Original's standing around doing nothing. Klaus reached for her, jerking her back into his chest with a soft growl.

"Caroline, this isn't any of your concern," he muttered into her hair, his grip tightening when she struggled against him.

"Bonnie is my concern."

"That," started Klaus, nodding to the witch in her chair. "Is not Bonnie."

Caroline turned her head, raising a sceptical eyebrow. "Yes it is."

"No, love, I know Cataleya," said Klaud, his eyes darkening, never leaving the witches face. "And while Bonnie is indeed a very sweet, innocent girl, that woman is not. We're lucky Anna managed to subdue her before she did any real damage."

Eyes flashed red briefly, and Klaus flinched as if he'd been struck. Immediately Finn had his hand around the witches throat, pinning her back while Klaus pulled away from a stunned looking Caroline. "As I said, love."

"That bitch should be dead," Cataleya bit out, her chest heaving from the exertion of performing a spell in her weakened state.

"Anna and Kol had survived you for hundreds of years," sneered Rebekah, and Caroline noticed that every one of her brother's rolled their eyes. "What makes you think you're so significant?"

Cataleya didn't say a word, but turned her eyes to the ceiling and swallowed thickly beneath Finn's hand. The eldest Mikaelson brushed his thumb across her jaw contemplatively. "And what shall we do with her now?"

Elijah lifted a shoulder. "I say, kill her."