Hello Everyone. So this story hasn't been updated in like 3 years. This chapter is finally an ending. It changes to 3rd person point of view and I think it is much better this way. It's also the only happy ending I've ever posted so please enjoy it.

"I'm just asking you to pick a goddamn date!" Liz yelled at the vampire in front of her. "Your mother is no longer a threat."

"Should I count the list of threats still presented to us?" Elijah replied. "I have just learned that my sister is missing. Michael is still out there, as is Finn. Our priority needs to be protecting and hiding Hope. We have all the time in the world, my love, but they don't."

Her jaw dropped. Oh my God. I'm the pet; I'm the fucking pet. "I see," she nodded, slowly. "I get it." She sniffed a couple times and before he could stop her, she ran. She ran and ran as fast as a 900-year-old vampire could. She ran all the way across state lines before she stopped. And it wasn't for long, just long enough to feed before I was off again.

Meanwhile, Elijah was desperate to go after Liz. How could he have been so blind as to let the girl he loved believe she wasn't his priority? Because she wasn't. He kept putting Niklaus's needs before hers and he had taken her for granted. He had been running around and trying to hold his family together and he held so tight, someone always slipped through his fingers. This time, it was Liz. His Elizabetta, who he had waited centuries for her to realize he loved her, and now that she had, it only took him months to ruin it. He had failed.

As he prepared to leave, he realized he would be leaving Camille alone with his niece. Camille was only human, if something happened, they would be helpless. He tried to talk himself out of going after Liz: he was in no state to find her, to fix their relationship. He could already feel is rationale crumbling, if he left this house, everyone would die. Even if he did find her, he'd still be broken, and she deserved someone whole.

Then he collapsed.

When his eyes blinked open, he couldn't believe Klaus had forgiven him for his transgressions. But he was no longer ashamed of his past violence. Yes, he was a killer; a vampire, but he also had a code. He could be the noble stag and an Original vampire.

It was time to get his Elizabetta back.

Elizabetta had returned to Somerville. She hadn't realized it at first, but after killing a couple and draining them of blood, she noticed the town looked familiar. Once she realized where she was, she decided it was worth staying the night; it was a cute town afterall. One night turned into two, turned into a week. It had been a month before she knew it. She had her own apartment, but no job, of course. That would be very un-vampire-like. She found herself hunting in other towns or swiping bags of blood from the Red Cross.

Saturday afternoon she was trailing a couple down Main Street, sucking cold brew coffee through a straw. Liz didn't think she'd actually kill them, but this life of peace was becoming boring and stalking couples had somehow become a hobby.

That's when she saw the man walking towards her. He work a navy suit, charcoal shirt, and tan tie. She blinked and rubbed her eyes. It couldn't be Elijah; he was in Louisiana following Klaus around and awaiting orders.

Once Elijah tracked her Liz to New Jersey, he knew she'd be in Somerville. He didn't expect her to have integrated, to have made a life for herself, and yet there she was, walking down Main Street as though it was her own and drinking coffee, not blood. It took all of his self-control not to run to her. When Elijah finally reached her, he stopped and it was clear she was still trying to figure out if he was really there. He snaked his arm around her waist and kissed her as deeply as he could. Liz dropped her coffee, and grabbing the lapels of his jacket, kissed him back.

"My dearest Elizabetta, I am so sorry," he whispered. "I took you for granted and that was unkind of me. I love you. And if you'll still have me, I will follow you across the globe as your husband, your boyfriend, or just your friend."

"What about Nik? Rebekah?"

"They're a thousand years old; I think they'll manage without us for a bit," he said.

Liz grinned. "Then let's get married. Tomorrow."

"As you wish," he smiled back and kissed her again.

Tomorrow they would sign a marriage certificate. Elijah would move into Liz's apartment. Together they would call Klaus and explain they wanted to be alone together in this small and quiet town. But if he needed them, if Rebekah or Hope needed them; they'd come. He was family, afterall.