A/N: Heey, *dies* Well this chapter is kind of... random-ish and more of a filler so... yeah ( ._.)

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Chapter 25:

"Kol, stop staring at my breasts," I murmured sleepily and pulled the covers over my nude body. "It's not very gentlemanly of you."

I looked at Kol and found him lying on his side beside me, smirking smugly. He snorted of my comment and rolled on top of me, kissing me softly.

"Since when have I ever been a gentleman?" he murmured against my lips.

I giggled and rolled him under me, straddling his lap and exposing myself fully to him. I still couldn't believe that Kol was my husband.

My husband!

Knowing how Kol felt about marriage before I found this very amazing, but he had changed a lot since he met me.

"Dear wife of mine, you're making it very hard for me to not stare at your lovely twins…" Kol said, his gaze falling to my bosom.

I covered my "twins" with my hands and watched as he reluctantly moved his gaze back up to my face, pouting very obviously.

"Behave, love. You may be my husband but you need to learn how to control yourself." I smirked.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Oh yes! I always enjoy tormenting you."

He laughed and I felt us suddenly roll off the bed, getting wrapped up partly in the duvet as I lay on top of him.

"I can't believe it took us just about 1000 years to get at this point of our relationship."

"You're right. We should totally have shagged back in the 15th century."

My cheeks instantly turned red and I smacked him on his chest, making him laugh. It would've changed quite a lot if we had though…

"Did you really love me even back then?" I asked curiously, resting my head on his chest.

"Of course. I've loved you since I became a vampire. I wasn't fully aware of it as a human though." Kol answered, pecking my forehead softly.

I closed my eyes and savoured this peaceful moment with him, wanting to stay in his embrace forever because he made me feel truly happy.

"God I feel so cheesy and squishy when I'm with you. You're bad influence, Allie."

He pushed me off him and sat up as I lay on the floor, pouting cutely. "But I like when you're cheesy and squishy…"

Kol raised a brow and rolled his eyes. "You're unbelievable. But you're all mine, so that's ok."

So possessive as always…

Sitting up as well I grabbed my clothes that were lying around on the floor and thought about the many hours Kol and I had spent searching for Rebekah.

We hadn't found any trace of her yet, but we were going to continue the search today in the woods while Elijah searched in the town.

As for Klaus then he had to keep a low profile and had asked a witch friend of his to help him locate Rebekah's whereabouts.

After having our daily glass of blood we headed out into the woods and started searching the woods, beginning at the old Lockwood property.

"You think she's still alive?" I asked worriedly, fearing that the worst had happened.

Kol shook his head without hesitating and answered: "I know my sister very well. She's a fighter and won't let herself get killed that easily."

It was true that Rebekah fought with every bit of her strength until the very end and perhaps… she wasn't even trapped anymore.

Maybe she was on her way home and the priest was dead.

"Don't worry, Aliana. We'll get her back." Kol grabbed my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

I tried pushing my worries away and focused on finding Rebekah even though it was hard not to worry about her.

We spent hours walking through the woods, listening carefully for any sounds of Rebekah calling for help or for any ripped off pieces of her clothes, but found none to our frustration.

However, after a while we did reach one of the old caves Klaus and I hid inside after he'd been cursed, making me wonder if this priest was solely after Klaus or all the Originals.

It wouldn't be the first one that a hunter tried killing Klaus.

"I think we have to lure the priest out," I said, sighing heavily. "One of us should make ourselves known to him and once we find him we can get him to tell where she is."

Kol nodded in agreement and sat down on a large rock, pulling me down on his lap so I could rest my legs as well.

"I'll do it and in the meantime you will help my brothers capturing him."

I wasn't overly fond of that part of our plan, because that meant that Kol would be put in a lot of danger and if something went wrong…

God, I didn't even want to think of what would happen then.

"Please be careful, Kol," I pleaded more than said. "I mean it. I don't want to become a widow already."

"Trust me, Aliana. That will never happen. I'm too awesome to die." Kol said, earning a weird look from me.

I wanted to tell him to be serious, but the playful smile on his lips made it harder for me to be mad at him so I just smiled and hugged him tightly.

"Let's go back and tell the others." Kol murmured before kissing the top of my head.

I nodded and we darted back to the Mikaelson Mansion where Klaus was still trying to find Rebekah with the help of the young witch.

The witch had passed out on the floor, though and I could tell just by seeing blood trickling down from her nose that she'd spent too much strength.

That usually happened to inexperienced witches and I knew from experience that spending a lot of your powers on a strong or difficult spell would give you a nasty headache.

"No luck with the witch?" I asked.

"Unfortunately yes," Klaus grumbled, dragging the unconscious witch into another room. "She could, however, point out that Rebekah is somewhere in the town or in the outskirts."

"Well, Aliana and I were talking about how we can find Rebekah in a much easier way," Kol said. "We know that this priest is named Pastor Young and the Salvatores have met him, so we make him approach us and lure him into a trap."

Klaus raised a brow and folded his arms, looking a little sceptic about our plan. "And who will lure him out? The Salvatores?"

I shook my head and sighed. "Kol will be the bait." I said reluctantly.

A look of disapproval was instantly on Klaus' face and I knew that there was no way in hell he was going to let his brother put himself in that kind of danger.

"And how exactly do you intend to lure Pastor Young out without getting killed in the process?"

Kol rolled his eyes. "Trust me, Nik. I can get him out. The guy is a priest. I can piss him off in all sorts of ways."

That was what made me worry the most – this wasn't the first time Kol had pissed off a priest either…

England, 1427

The church was eerily silent during the night and not even the sound of a priest praying could be heard as everyone in the whole village was sleeping.

I walked slowly up the aisle in my burgundy red dress and glanced around, wondering what it would be like to listen to a real priest as he preached.

I had never attended a mass or even stepped inside a church before, because a part of me dreaded that God would strike down on me for being what I was.

But I was standing inside the church in the middle of the beautiful stone aisle and nothing had happened to me… yet.

Closing my eyes I tried folding my hands and said a silent prayer, wishing that Niklaus would break his curse soon and that my complicated relationship with Kol would get better.

However, as I finished saying my prayer I suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and a pair of fangs grazed the side of my neck.

I instantly turned around and pushed Kol away from me when I realized it was him, noticing the golden decanter full of red wine in his hand.

"Kol, have you been drinking again?" I asked sternly, folding my arms.

"No, Mother," he answered mockingly and took a swig of the decanter, spilling red wine on the floor carelessly. "I am as sober as a priest."

He smirked and bowed mockingly, then went to take another swig, but I reached out for the decanter and tried wrestling it out of his hands.

"Give it to me!"

"Never!"

"KOL!"

"Yes, darling?" Kol laughed loudly, but his eyes suddenly widened as he dropped the decanter on the floor, spilling red wine all over the tiles.

"Jesus Christ, Kol! Look at what you did!" I screamed.

"Who is here in God's house at night? Show yourself!" a priest suddenly yelled.

I hid my face behind my palms, muttering one swearword after another of Kol's stupidity and watched as the priest rushed to us, looking very… um… infuriated to say it mildly.

Kol remained calm, though, and started waving like a madman even though both the priest and I were aware of that he had stolen the decanter from the church.

"Oh, hello there! You must be… no, wait! Let me guess; you are the oldest virgin in this church!" Kol said teasingly.

I shook my head in dismay, feeling so embarrassed and annoyed. I did not even know where to begin because every time Kol got drunk he did something foolish like this.

"I apologize for my friend's lack of respect, but he has had a little too much to drink," I said, grabbing Kol's arm to pull him away from the priest. "I will take him away."

"Are you with him? Then you must pay for the wine and the decanter! This is holy ground and–"

"Holy ground? Pfft! This land used to be ruled by witches and warlocks! You building a silly church here will not change that," Kol interrupted. "In fact, this is the time where you should start praying that to your 'God' that we will not kill you."

The priest's eyes widened and he watched as Kol swiftly dashed up to the altar, stealing another decanter filled with wine and taking a swig of it.

"Oh dear Lord! Please kill these demons of the Devil!" the priest prayed, clutching his cross tightly.

Kol dashed back to us in the blink of an eye, his eyes turning dark red and veins becoming visible as he let his fangs elongate.

"Oh oh you made a little mistake there, Father!" he said, grabbing the priest by his throat. "We are not demons of the Devil! We are demons of the dark! We roam the night and drink you pitiful humans' blood."

"Kol, let him go or–"

"Or what Aliana? We are merely having a nice conversation with the priest, yes?"

He made the priest nod and opened his mouth, forcing alcohol into his mouth. The priest spluttered and made another attempt to pray for help.

"Let him go demon! We may be servants of the Lord but we will kill you and send you back to Hell where you belong!" another priest shouted.

Kol glanced at me and rolled his eyes, throwing the frightened priest down on the floor before turning to me.

"This is getting rather boring. Let us go somewhere else."

I slapped him hard across his face and dashed out of the church, not looking back once to see if he was following me.

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