I'm gonna love you like I'm gonna lose you

AN: I got this in my head after listening to the song 'Like I'm gonna lose you' by Meghan Trainor and John Legend...for some reason, after listening to it, I just imagined this and I wrote it!

He wanted to dagger his sister and keep her in that daggered state for eternity! Driving as fast as he could, he reached the cemetery and she had three urns-each containing a member of his family who has died-as well as a witch who was looking everywhere but at the girl.

"Elena! Elena, please! Don't do this!" Elijah Mikaelson shouted at the girl but as her eyes met his, his heart was breaking. "Don't leave me!"

"I'm so sorry…they never deserved to die…maybe one day we'll be together again." Elena Gilbert whispered sadly to him, tears falling from her eyes as the witch began to chant. A knife was positioned at her gut, it slid in effortlessly. Tears were still falling from her eyes as her blood was spilled onto the ground and each urn was opened and poured onto the blood.

He managed to get to her and he pulled her into his arms, trying desperately to give her his blood but she refused.

"I want you to find someone to be happy with…like Bonnie was with Kol and how Caroline is with Klaus…just find that bit of happiness again…"She breathed out, sounding softer.

"There's never going to be another one for me." He vowed to her. "You were it for me. I-" the words never left his lips as her fingers touched them.

"I want you to say those words to someone you love…the way I love you…always and forever…" With her last breath, she was gone and he held her in his arms, begging her to come back to him.

It's been eight-almost nine months-since his beloved Elena's death and his siblings are happy. Kol has Bonnie (both being witches now), Henrik is going to school, Rebekah lives in some flashy city with whoever it is she's with, Klaus and Caroline are married as well as expecting (due to Bonnie using her creationist powers for them) as was Finn (who is a warlock again) and his werewolf girlfriend Hayley.

Sitting at the bar, he took a drink of the amber colored scotch before calling Cami over for another refill as some corny love song played.

"So you're still depressed? Over this girl?" Cami asked, barely able to get the story out of him.

"I was going to marry her. I have the ring and all." He said and pulled it out. It was beautiful, Cami had to give him that. The stone was a diamond with lapis lazuli surrounding it. "She'll never wear it."

"There could be a way to bring her back." Cami said, trying to give him hope but he gave a bitter laugh.

"She's probably found peace on the Other Side." He said with bitterness. "Thanks for the drinks Camille."

He had no idea that Marcel had been eavesdropping on them.

Ten months later, December 24th…Marcel and Davina found the spell. It was simple and yet it was dangerous at the same time.

The plan changed somehow-instead of Marcel himself being the sacrifice, a raven haired vampire named Damon Salvatore suggested that they use Katherine Pierce as the sacrifice.

She was kneeling on the ground and as Davina did the spell, she stabbed the vampire in the gut and since Elijah couldn't have Elena's body cremated, they actually stole her body.

The slight gasp coming from inside the coffin made Marcel open it and the girl sat up, breathing heavily.

"Where am I?" She asked and Marcel smirked.

"You're in a New Orleans cemetery." She looked at him in shock before she tried getting out, only for him to help her out.

"Your ride's going to be here soon." He said and as she turned her head to the sounds of someone walking, her eyes were wide as Elijah stared at her.

"Merry Christmas Elijah! Hope you like the gift me and Davina gave you." Marcel said with a smirk.

It's been four years since that Christmas Eve and the Mikaelson family grew.

Kol and Bonnie have two daughters and were trying for a son, Klaus and Caroline had three girls-like Finn and Hayley, while Rebekah was expecting a baby with Marcel. Davina was Regent and Elijah himself was happy with his wife of three years and their two and a half children.

"Daddy! Mommy! Wake up!" Elijah opened one bleary eye at his son who was grinning at him. "Santa came! He came!"

"Go downstairs. Wait for us before you start tearing into your gifts." Elijah said. The three year old scampered off them and grabbed his two year old sister's hand, both of them going downstairs with bright smiles on their faces.

"So I guess that I can't sleep the day away?" His wife groaned as she snuggled further into him. He laughed.

"Sorry Elena. Not today." Elena Mikaelson let out a groan and sat up, a hand on her seven month bump as the baby began kicking. This one was due February 14th.

It was their Valentine's Day baby.

"I love you Elena." He whispered. She smiled.

"I love you more Elijah." She whispered back.

This was his happily ever after, always and forever.