Ava's POV:

I hurried inside to find Damon and Alaric both looking a little worse for wear and 4 dead werewolves.

"I see you guys had a productive day." I said, my eyes drawn to the blood on the carpet.

"Luckily for us, your boyfriend was around to save the day." Damon replied, obviously disgruntled at the fact that Elijah had been needed to step in and save him from the wolves.

I glared at him, he knew full well how I felt about being associated with Elijah.
"Well, unless you guys need any help, I need to head on back to my apartment. I haven't been home all week, the neighbours will be starting to talk."

"I'll come with you." Damon said.

"Why?"

He shrugged. "I'm bored."

I stared at him. He'd just been involved in some werewolf massacre and he was bored?

"Fine. But wash your neck first. You're covered in blood."

He rolled his eyes but didn't disagree. I waited whilst he disappeared to clean himself up.

"I'm gonna take off." I glanced round at Alaric, he was also covered in blood.

"Good idea. You should probably change your shirt, too." I said, indicating the blood. He glanced down and grimaced. "Thanks."

He left me sitting amidst the bodies of the wolves. From the looks of it their hearts had been torn out…that explained the blood on Elijah's hands.

As soon as Damon was good to go, we set off. It was late so hopefully we wouldn't run in to any of my nosey neighbours.

"What exactly are we doing here?" Damon asked as I unlocked the door to my apartment.

"Keeping up appearances." I replied, pushing open the door and standing aside for him.

"Nice place."

I closed the door behind us and headed straight for the kitchen. I was starving.

"You hungry?" I asked, taking a couple of blood bags from the fridge and throwing him one. He caught it deftly and began to drink from it. I followed suite. There was nothing quite as potent as blood, even when it wasn't straight from the neck of a human. I was about to grab another one when there was a knock on the door.

"Could you get that?" I called, getting myself a glass for this round. Damon walked over to the door and pulled it open. I didn't hear any sound of greeting other than Damon calling out my name.

"What is it?" I asked, coming out of the kitchen so I could see what was wrong. I was stopped short when I saw Elijah walking in as though he owned the place.

"What are you doing here!" I demanded, placing a hand on my hips. I was getting sick of Elijah popping up uninvited, it was throwing me off guard.

"Calm down, sweetheart." I bristled with anger. What did he want? "I have a surprise for you."

I laughed. Damon, who had left the door open and had hastened to stand by side me was looking between the two of us. "What kind of surprise is that then?" I answered, folding my arms with a sceptical expression. Was this going to be some proclamation of love in an attempt to earn my forgiveness?

"Darling?" He called to someone I couldn't see. A smirk that I didn't like was playing on his lips. I knew then that this wasn't going to be anything good. Through the door came the one person I hated more than Elijah, the one person I least expected to see…

"Adeline!"

She looked different - we all did - she looked a little older than I remembered her. Her hair was longer and darker and her whole sly and vindictive demeanour seemed to have increased. I stared at her, unable to wrap my head around it.

"Hello, Ava. Long time."

I stared at her and then at Elijah who was staring at Adeline fondly. I felt sick to my stomach, were they together?

"You turned her!" I exclaimed angrily, frozen to the spot.

"Of course he did. After you left it was only too easy for us to keep seeing each other and Elijah decided he didn't want to be without me."

"You kept seeing each other after I left!" I tore my gaze from Adeline's and rested on Elijah's. "You said you hated yourself for what you did! You said you spent all this time looking for me! If you felt that bad why on earth did you keep on seeing her! And you!" I turned back to Adeline. "What about my brother! You were married to him!"

"Mhmm, well when you did your little disappearing act, Louis was heartbroken. He became withdrawn and cold, he turned to the alcohol. I was lonely." She said in an innocent voice, except it was Adeline, and nothing was innocent with her.

"And I did feel bad about what happened," Elijah put in. "That didn't mean I didn't like it though."

I gaped at the pair of them, unable to frame a coherent sentence. How could they? No, how could he? I'd expect no less from Adeline but Elijah! He wasn't half the man I thought he was.

"Wow," Muttered Damon who, up until this point, had been stood silently by my side. "Awkward."

I ignored him."So what, you just kept up your illicit affair until one day you just upped and left my brother? You just left him all alone. His sister missing and now his wife?"

The smirk on Adeline's lips widened into a grin.

"No, I killed him."

I gasped. It was as if she'd shoved a knife right through my heart. My brother, my poor brother. How could she? He was her husband.

"I killed your parents, too." She continued, pushing the knife in further.

Anger seared through me, eradicating everything but the instinct to kill her right there and then."You did what?" I answered coldly, my voice the equivalent of ice.

"Well, you were gone, and they'd taken that pretty hard. I figured they'd only sink into a deeper depression with Louis dead, so I thought it'd be prudent to finish them all." I was at a loss to believe how she could stand there, telling me this, without even a hint of remorse. Had she completely let go of her humanity? She probably wouldn't have cared, either way, there had been nothing good about Adeline even when she was human.

"You bitch." I spat venomously. "You selfish bitch." I all but flew across the room and slammed her against the wall, my hand at her neck. She was only a little younger than me, but I had just fed so I was stronger. I tightened my hand, constricting her airways. "I swear, Adeline, I will rip your heart from your chest if I have to. If you want to trust me on anything, trust me on that."

She mustered the strength to push me off and returned the favour. She grabbed my neck and pinned me against the wall.

"You honestly think Elijah will let you kill me?" She snarled. I pulled her hand from my neck and pushed her forcefully away from me so that almost fell over."Really? He doesn't seem to be doing anything to stop me now."

We both looked at Elijah who had been watching us with amusement. I frowned, shouldn't he have been trying to protect Adeline? Instead he was standing by as I threatened to kill her. It was strange, it wasn't how I expected him to react. Damon, on the other hand, was stood a little further away, watching me with concern. He didn't get involved, I didn't blame him. All three of us were older and stronger than him. Adeline or Elijah could have ripped him to pieces without trying. I could have, too, but Damon was my friend.

"You know what?" I turned to Elijah, turning my back on Adeline. "I almost believed you with the whole 'I'm sorry for what I did I hate myself'. I should have known it was all lies. It's what you do best."

"Come on, Damon." We left the apartment, leaving Elijah and Adeline on their own. We didn't speak on our way out of the building. I was angry. No, I was livid. I wanted nothing more than to take Adeline's life like she had taken my families, but if Elijah truly did have feelings for her, he'd have my head before I'd even tried.