On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
And this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes

Chapter Nineteen

Wicked

Elena awoke the next morning with Elijah still by her side, casually stroking her bare leg up her inner thigh.

"Again?" she asked, turning towards him as he pressed against her naked body. She saw him smile before images began to flash through her mind, their bodies colliding roughly against the wall, the way he held her legs separate as he tasted each inch of her. Her hands balled into fists as she remembered him pressing her against the wall, facing it while he stood behind her grasping her breasts and gave just the slightest prick against her neck to taste her blood. She had allowed Elijah to take more than a slight taste after that, recalling how much he enjoyed it, and more importantly…how much she did as well. She caught herself moaning slightly, snapping her from the memories,

"Hey!" she groaned, realizing he was just teasing her, "That's not fair!" She pulled him in with a kiss as he felt her neck, right where he had bitten her.

"I'm sorry about that…"

Elena looked to him in surprise, he should know better than to apologize.

"I don't remember complaining." She laughed, placing a kiss on his jugular, as if matching her own invisible mark.

In all of the excitement (and other things) she had nearly forgotten about her conversation with Kol, and now would be the perfect time to bring that up.

"Besides…not trying to ruin our perfect morning or anything…but it reminds me. I have to ask you something."

Elijah's raised her eyebrows in question as he pulled her against him again by her hip, leaving his hand in place.

"I cannot imagine anything ruining my morning now, so please ask away Elena."

Nothing like good old fashioned pillow talk right? I think we have become the masters of this by now…

"Well, Kol was pressuring me to feed on live…humans yesterday." She began wishing she could word her sentence differently as soon as she saw Elijah's eyes darken.

"That is not his place. I will have to have a word with him." He cut her off and she could feel his frustration pouring through her skin.

"No Elijah," she shook her head, and placed a calming hand on his cheek, "he made a good argument and respected my wishes in the end so I can't fault him. He is different from me and I can understand that. " she rambled slightly, "Anyway, he said if I didn't want to feed off of a human, but wanted to gain control…I could…" she trailed off, feeling too embarrassed to say the words aloud and instead, shared the memory of her conversation on top of the trees with his brother.

Elijah cocked his head to the side in thought, and then nodded carefully.

"Never mind, don't even worry about it." She stammered, now feeling out of place.

How else do you go about asking the oldest vampire ever if you can drink his blood?

The Original however, smiled and sat up as Elena followed suit.

"I never asked you to do it because I don't want to make you feel like you have to do something you don't want to. I would have mentioned it in time and don't feel embarrassed." He managed to alleviate her stress instantly, which she was grateful for.

"I never knew it was practical for vampires to…feed off of one another."

Elijah shook his head as he wrapped the blue silk sheet around her body, reminding her of her now ruined dress.

"It's not actually. It is a much more common practice within my family, but really only myself and Nicklaus ever would. As you can see, it is a very…powerful feeling to be fed on by another vampire. Besides, many vampires, once they taste our blood want more because it is purest. Do you understand?"

Elena nodded, trying to process the information , while she wondered who Elijah had shared his blood with, or who he would ever allow to bite him during sex.

"Could it work? Or is Kol just messing around with me?" she was becoming skeptical now, and noticed Elijah tense his muscles under her.

"Why don't you tell me?" he asked, placing his wrist in front of her. "Now, I do have to warn you, we may become…closer after the fact."

Closer? Our minds are connected, does it get any closer than that?"

"Well… what about you? You fed off of me last night."

Or was it this morning?

Elijah chuckled, wrapping his other arm around her, pulling her close.

"It was still dark, so I'll say last night, and yes there is a change but I would rather you experience it yourself…that is, If you want to."

Elena smiled as she placed a kiss on his wrist before her fangs protruded the gum line.

I am so going to regret this…

She was glad to see Elijah not respond to her thoughts as she tentatively touched his skin with her teeth. Her insides were screaming for her to stop as if he was a dangerous sleeping predator, but her instinct was intrigued.

As she bit down, she could feel Elijah's essence flow through her body. This feeling was much better than the man at the hotel, she could actually feel the emotion flowing into her, it's absolute purity made her feel weightless and she had no intentions on stopping.

This is Elijah her hunger reminded her as she could feel his hand in her hair, traveling to the front of her neck as he pulled her off, a slight growl escaping her throat. He smiled as he pulled her face to his as she was still dizzy from the rush. Her skin was beginning to burn as his blood ran through her veins, it was a wonderful burn, a tingle almost, like she could feel the sun again. She blinked once, and saw herself for a second, as if looking through Elijah's own eyes, and then everything became fuzzy again when she was staring back to the Original.

"Do you see what I mean?" he laughed, using his thumb to wipe a speck of blood from her lip as she nodded sheepishly.

"I think I want…more?" she asked him, when really her mind and body were screaming for it. She frowned when he shook his head.

"You need to feed for real Elena. My blood can trick you and I don't need you to lose control. " The younger vampire's eyes narrowed as she rested her head on his chest, reminding her that Kol had warned her she would get no sustenance from another vampire's blood.

Maybe I need the help after all, I didn't even want to stop with Elijah…

The two remained in silence for a while, as Elena began to realize her skin screamed for his touch, even with her head on directly on his chest, it wasn't enough for her. It seemed each second she had his blood in her system, the more of him she wanted.

"It will pass." He reassured her, she realized he could feel her desperation as well. "Why don't you go grab a blood bag from the kitchen. I am going to jump In the shower."

He tried to get up, but Elena wasn't ready to budge just yet.

"Elena…" he addressed her, but she could feel he didn't want to get up either.

"Fine." She grumbled, pulling him in for a kiss, she wanted to show him what he could be missing.

Jumping off the bed, she wrapped herself in the sheet like a blue silk robe and trudged to the door, turning to see Elijah putting a pair of sweatpants on.

Why haven't I told him that I love him? She wondered to herself, watching him curiously. She changed her thought, remembering she had said the words out loud the night before, but at the time it could have been taken more as a reaction to her own feeling of sexual ecstasy, even though she meant it whole heartedly, she never said it casually.

Not since she left.

I hope he knows that I do.

Elena jumped as the Original appeared before her, his body pressing hers against the door, his hands cupping her face while he placed a wonderfully sweet kiss on her lips.

"And I love you Elena." He spoke as they broke apart, "Now please, do go and feed." He kissed her on the forehead as he opened the door for her to leave.

Elena held the blanket close to her body as she slid down the manor stairs. She had expected to be sore, but her body healed rapidly…multiple times, from her long and enjoyable night.

Once she reached the main floor, she remembered the box in the den.

Well…it is morning…

She went in to the den where it still sat on the coffee table and opened it carefully. Once she opened the flap she pulled out a small robe, it's deep purple fabric matching the silk of the sheet. At the bottom of the now empty box was another note.

Figure your clothes are ruined.

-Kol

Elena laughed as she looked around. She wouldn't have been surprised if the younger Mikaelson had come home without saying anything, but nobody else was around.

Slipping the sheet off of her, she allowed the silk of the robe to dance over her body, noticing that it just covered her parts barely ending at the start of her thigh.

Someone has a sense of humor. She grimaced, but deep down she didn't care. Walking into the kitchen, she admired the French style for a moment, noting the tweak of modernization as she ran her fingers along the counter to the refrigerator, which she opened to dig out a blood bag. She was about to bite into it when she froze, her senses on alert.

Someone is here.

Slowly, Elena closed the fridge door to be staring herself in the face.

"Elena."

Tatia."

"Can I help you?" Elena kept her voice to a low growl as she took a step back scanning the Original doppelganger's presence. She wore a simple black tank top and jeans today. Clearly, someone was trying to fit in with the current society.

Or just try and look more like me…

"You see, it has been brought to my attention you and your friends are going to try and get in my way." She raised her hand to touch the younger vampire's face, as if to thrive in their similarities, but Elena turned away from her.

"Do not touch me." She snarled, but Tatia only smiled as she raised an eyebrow at her clothing, or lack there-of.

"You know…over the past one thousand years I have kept a close eye on Nicklaus and Elijah." Her voice was still as rough as ever and Elena wondered if Elijah was aware of her presence in his home.

"My point being, you should know…even if you do survive this…my dearest Elijah has the worst habit of…disappearing after major events such as this. Just in case you haven't noticed."

Elena's mouth twitched into a frown as she continued, "Just keep that in mind while you two spend your last night together." The woman giggled as she turned to leave, "Make sure you enjoy him while you can love."

Before the vampire could react, the woman, hidden in Katharine Pierce's body, was gone.

Elena's body trembled with anxiety as she drained the blood bag, quickly searching for another as she wondered if the only purpose of Tatia's visit was to irritate her.

It was working, and for that, she wasn't going to waste her time talking to Elijah about it. She also worried that maybe he would choose to leave after this, and she wondered if he would leave her behind as he had done before.

I have done it to him as well…

She began to drain another bag when she heard a low knock on the door.

She came back for more? Elena thought angrily as she rushed the door, swinging it open, her eyes now black with anger.

She stopped cold when she saw an unfamiliar woman standing before her, her platinum blonde curly hair was tied to the side and her bright green eyes were shining radiantly in the morning sun. She wore a simple pink hoodie and jeans making Elena wonder if today was casual…what ever day it was, she couldn't bother to remember anymore.

The woman jumped in fear, and the vampire settled instantly.

"I'm sorry, can I help you?" she tried to keep her voice even, and became embarrassed when she realized her own lack of clothing.

"Hi! Yes! You must be Elena." Her voice squeaked, reminding her a little of Caroline…with an abnormal amount of pep. "I'm Alma."

Right, the witch.

"I'm here because I got Elijah's message about saving Katarina?" she quickly explained when she saw the vampire's confusion.

What?

Elena stepped to the side, allowing the witch inside.

"I'm sorry…Save Katharine?" she wanted to interrogate the woman, but she could feel Elijah's presence coming down the stairs.

She turned to see the Original descend the stairs in a new suit-not that she ever expected him to wear the same thing twice- and eye both women curiously.

"Alma, how nice of you to…show up." He looked to Elena with question.

Do you care to explain what I missed? Elena passed the thought to him angrily, and Elijah nodded in response, causing them both to receive an odd glance from Alma at the silent conversation.

"Uh…I'll be right back." The young vampire mumbled, intending on hiding up in Elijah's bedroom until the witch left. She had no clothes after all.

She began to run up the stairs and Elijah caught her hand as she passed, nearly stopping her in her tracks.

I grabbed some things from Rebekah, but I must say…I believe I enjoy my brother's taste at times." His voice whispered in her mind as she reached the top of the stairs with a smile.

Elena kept her ears open as she returned to Elijah's bedroom, which looked as if nothing happened…besides the gaping hole in the wall. She remembered fondly as the two decided to redecorate-so to speak- the night before, using her body of course and she had not complained once.

On his bed, Elijah had laid out a couple of items of clothing for her to choose from and she smiled, noting his options were all in her taste and all much more appropriate than what she was currently wearing. Picking a simple black t-shirt and jeans, she got dressed and ran down the stairs to see Elijah and Alma sitting in the den, the Original sipping on a cup of tea.

Raspberry she smiled as he motioned for her to sit with them.

"So…you are helping Katharine?" she couldn't help but show her distaste, she was never fond of the second doppelganger, so the thought of Elijah helping her felt slightly like betrayal.

"It's more Damon I am assisting Elena. We managed to come to an…agreement of sorts. He will owe me a debt." He explained softly, understanding her problem with the matter.

Negotiating with Damon? She asked, her eyebrows raised and Elijah nodded with a devilish grin.

He wished to trade for something extremely important to me, but you see…I am not in the business of human trafficking. It goes to say he was not pleased with the outcome.

Elena laughed, knowing what he meant, but was a bit tense at the thought of Damon trying to use her as a bargaining chip. She knew he meant well in the matter, the older Salvatore always loved her even though she could never return those feelings for him, but she hoped he realized just how lucky he was to still be standing. Then she remembered, after nearly forgetting all of yesterday's events thanks to her evening, leaving Kol and Rebekah alone with the Salvatore brothers.

Elijah caught her look of concern and wrapped his arm reassuringly around her waist.

Once in a while, he would place his hand over hers, or on her leg but he always kept proper distance when they were around her own group of friends, but now he didn't seem to mind around this witch.

"They are fine." He whispered, "I spoke to my sister not long ago. She did, however, leave out the details. I am sure they will fill you in if necessary."

Elena nodded, and had nearly forgotten about Alma's presence for a moment as she cleared her throat.

"Fascinating." The blonde speculated, pulling the couple out of their thoughts.

"What is that?" Elijah questioned her.

"You turned her, and from what I can see, the rumors are true about Originals and their direct blood vampires. I always thought it was a myth, but you two can clearly communicate as if you were one."

The witch was truly amazed at their abilities, making Elena wonder if the Original family ever stayed close with those they turned before. In a way, she also didn't like the witch being in on her little secret, she enjoyed being able to share thoughts with Elijah privately without having to worry about anyone else knowing what could be going on. After all, only the Originals knew since it was their ability.

"Anyway!" The witch clapped her hands together to return to the topic at hand as she went on to explain a spell that was to be performed in order to separate the two doppelgangers.

"It's virtually the same concept as the one that put them together so it shouldn't be too difficult." She explained, her voice still as peppy as before, "Now, I gather you will be going against quite a few witches as it takes five to complete their circle, and you should expect them to have backup to act as guards." Elena hadn't figured Alma to be the authoritative type, but she continued to listen intently.

"So, on that note, I will help you Elijah." She stated bluntly, a smile curling at her lips, "Elena." She nodded to the younger vampire. "As long as Bonnie can use her power to hold back the witches, there should be no issues."

Elena passed the slightest of glances to Elijah, now that she was extremely aware of her actions and silently wondered if they could trust her. Of course, she already knew the answer to that since the Original had trusted her, she knew she could as well.

Elijah said goodbye to the woman as he led her to the door, promising to call her when they know the location, since she had not been able to find anything since she was searching for the other spell.

Elijah had barely closed the door after his witch left before Elena was in his face, a hint of anger burning in her eyes.

"You didn't tell me about Damon." She directed towards him, her tone sharp. "Is that why you were so easy to leave Kol and Rebekah with then?"

Elijah shook his head as he grabbed her by the shoulders as if to steady her.

"No Elena. I left my siblings alone with them because I knew Damon would not be foolish enough to goad them to where they would kill him. Me on the other hand, he had pushed enough yesterday and clearly he was batting a thousand. I would never put myself in the position to harm him for your sake…" he paused for a moment, as if imagining ripping off his head, "unless as per your request of course."

Elena stepped back from him, out of his grasp but he could see in her expression that she understood.

"You do a lot of confusing, seemingly dangerous things in an effort to maintain peace and safety." She alluded, looking to the ground.

"Only to protect those I care for Elena. I hope you can understand that. He brushed his hand over her face and was soon visited with the memories of the day he decided to leave her.

That was the day he manipulated her into going into the tunnels with his sister in order to protect his family. Even then he had cared for her, he knew deep down she may understand that, but the outer layers of his ultimate betrayal had hit her the hardest. She never believed Rebekah wouldn't harm him without his order, which only he knew would never come from his lips.

"I am sorry Elena." He whispered, but words could not describe his regret for his decision that night. Instead, he shared his emotions to his love, which she returned only with forgiveness, something he still believed he did not deserve.

Elijah smiled, and Elena caught his grin with her own allowing their lips only to briefly graze as she whispered,

"Clearly I have forgiven you. "

She allowed him to swallow her words as she kissed him and he returned her gesture as he cradled her head, knotting his fingers through her long brown hair, their bodies pushing against each other against the door. Elijah lifted her off her feet holding her against the door while he ran his hands now away from her hair and under her shirt so he could feel her skin as they kissed.

"How about now?" Elena smiled as she lowered her head to his neck enjoying each and every touch. Elijah parted his lips to speak in return, but they were cut off by the usual dreaded sound of the phone ring from the table.

"I thought I shut that off." She whined, "Just ignore it."

Still holding her against the wall, he replied.

"Each time we ignore out phones, it turns out to be something serious." The Original pointed out, placing her feet on the floor and turned away from her to grab his phone.

"Ah wonderful." He said aloud as he opened his phone. "Stefan, how nice to hear from you."

"Yes, Elijah. Damon wants me to tell you Elena should turn her phone on, that way we don't…bother you."

Elijah grinned towards Elena, who ran to her purse to grab her cell phone and turn it on.

"So…why did you need to call? Or are you just calling to enjoy the sound of my irritation?" The Original's tone was actually light and he patiently waited for a reply.

"Bonnie found out where the witches are casting the ritual. Everyone is meeting here tonight." He paused as Elijah waved Elena closer, wrapping his arm around her waist, "Will Elena be able to make it?"

Elijah secretly enjoyed Stefan's tone of concern, as if he was going to rip the young vampire to pieces the second they weren't concerned but he laughed as Elena violently shook her head.

"Of course she will be there. Don't be absurd, I don't keep her in a closet or anything."

He hung up with the younger Salvatore, with Elena still curled into his body as he led her back to the couch.

"Are you ready for this?" he asked her as they sat down. He could feel her anxiety shivering through her body.

"Well…it's now…or never…right?"

I am probably going to take a mini break from this, I think finished A Shadow's Game killed my creative juices, but once I get them back I will be updating more often so expect the next chapter by the end of the week since yaaaay my birthday is tomorrow so I probably won't get anything done then :)

Thank you for all of your reviews and siberia-I forgot to mention this earlier, but nobody else knows about Elena/Elijah's mind sharing except Kol and Rebekah (only Kol has made a pass, which is why he keeps making glances towards them whenever they are together) Elena has been adamant about keeping it as their little secret, as they barely know the extent of her relationship with our favorite Original, they only have an idea lol