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As promised here is the epilogue. There is some smut in this chapter that take place when Elena finds Elijah reading. If you don't like you can skip down to the next line break.
Elena wrapped her fingers around the steaming mug and inhaled the rich scent of cocoa. She stood by the large picture window and scrutinized the lawn: dark green in the moonlight.
The hot chocolate burned her tongue. "I thought the whole point of Norway was so the kids could have a white Christmas," she ran her tongue through her teeth as it healed and fingered the necklace.
"It's not Christmas yet," Elijah chuckled. He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. He kissed her neck and nipped her ear.
"Christmas eve is pretty close," Elena tilted her head to give him better access to her throat. She sighed as his lips lazily trailed up and down her neck.
"What have we told you two about communal spaces?" Kol shifted Giulia when she pitched forward in an attempt to reach her mother.
"You might try following your own advice, mi amor," Lexa snickered and lifted her four month old daughter into her arms.
"Now, now Elskling," Kol smirked, "if I had done that we'd only have one child right now."
"Do I want to know where my niece was conceived?" Elijah rolled his eyes.
"Relax, 'Lijah," Kol chuckled, "it wasn't at your house."
"Kol," Lexa warned.
"Sorry, Lexa," he bent and kissed her cheek, "I'll keep my mouth shut."
"Good choice," she rubbed Giulia's back, "or you might have spent the next week in a guest room." She didn't need people knowing what they had gotten up to after Nik and Caroline's Thanksgiving dinner the previous year. She still blushed when she looked too long at the fountain. "I'm going to try putting her down."
"Speaking of children," Elena stepped out of his arms, "I'm going to peek in on them."
"I'm sure they're all sound asleep," Kol called after her.
"I'm still going to check," Elena grinned over her shoulder. "It is Christmas eve."
Elena steps echoed in the wide halls. She slowed down when she approached the nursery and could hear the soft breathing of five children. She came to a stop beside Finn who had opened the door enough to peer inside.
"They're sleeping," he tilted his head to meet her dark eyes.
"That is surprising," Elena smirked. She braced one hand on the door and examined the child sized beds.
Grace had climbed out of her own bed; the four year old had carried her teddy bear over and climbed into bed with her sister.
Lexa and Kol's son, Gabe, was sprawled spread eagle on top of the blankets with his mouth open.
Hope had curled her fingers into the soft fur of the stuffed wolf Kol had given her at Caroline's baby shower. Nik had been less than amused, but Caroline had erupted in peals of laughter.
Sheila had spun around completely so her feet were on her pillow.
"Bonnie used to do that," Elena nodded to Finn's daughter. "When we were kids she'd toss and turn during sleepovers. Caroline woke up with one of Bonnie's feet in her face once."
"One time," Bonnie snickered. "That happened once." She smiled fondly at her daughter and pulled the door shut.
"It happened once," Elena snickered, "before we started making you sleep alone."
"Luckily she seems to have grown out of it," Finn lifted Bonnie's hand to his lips. He turned to Elena when he caught the smell rising from her mug. "I thought Caroline poured bourbon in all of the hot chocolate."
"She did," Elena sipped her cocoa, "but I happen to think it ruins the taste."
"Sure," Bonnie nodded with a knowing smile. She watched Elena's fingers toy with the chain around her neck. "If there is one thing you don't mess with that's chocolate."
"Precisely," Elena nodded. She untangled her fingers from the chain when she caught Bonnie staring.
Elena glanced up from where she was rinsing her mug. Headlights flashed in the front yard. She made it to the entrance hall just in time to see the front door open to admit Rebekah and Stefan. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes when she saw the mountain of brightly coloured presents they were carrying.
"Bekah," Bonnie sighed from the stairs, "you didn't have to go so overboard with the gifts."
Rebekah sped into the large sitting room and arranged the boxes under the massive tree before flashing back into the entry.
"I can't have kids of my own," she tugged the hat from her head, "so I am contenting myself with spoiling yours. Anyone want to contest my right to do that?"
"No one is going to argue with you, Bekah," Stefan deposited his own pile of gifts beneath the tree and wrapped an arm around her waist.
"No arguments here," Lexa clipped a video monitor to her hip and descended the stairs, "so long as you can't have your own, you're welcome to spoil mine." She cast her sparkling eyes to Elena who quickly agreed.
"Good," Rebekah immediately started bouncing on the balls of her feet, "now where are my niece's and nephew?"
"Upstairs asleep," Elena watched her flash off in the direction of the children, "just don't wake them up." She called up the stairs.
"You know," Stefan watched her go, "I think Rebekah might be more excited than the kids."
"There is no doubt in my mind," Klaus came around the corner.
"Were you taking a nap?" Elena snickered when she saw his hair.
"Did you fall in some paint?" Lexa giggled at the pink stain on his neck. "Or did it just splatter?"
"He is a very passionate painter," Caroline straightened her ponytail.
"Do you remember when you were all afraid to talk to me like this?" Klaus sighed. He made an attempt to smooth down his messy curls. "I do. I find I miss the silence sometimes."
"Niklaus," Elijah appeared with a few Christmas boxes, "that lipstick is really not your colour." He snickered when his brother glared at him.
"He's right, Nik," Stefan pulled off his gloves, "you're more of a winter."
"I'd recommend a plum," Bonnie giggled.
"To dark," Elena shook her head, "I'm thinking of a wine."
"I could see that," Caroline reached up and fixed the back of his hair.
"I hate you all," Klaus grumbled. He took a few boxes from Elijah and carried them into the sitting room to the laughter of his family.
Lexa took a deep breath and got her laughter under control before addressing Bonnie and Elena. "I don't know about you two, but I didn't travel halfway around the world for my kids to have a green Christmas. They could have had that at home."
"What did you have in mind?" Elena leaned back against the railing.
"Do you remember Caroline's first date?" Lexa arched an eyebrow. "You wanted to stop the rain."
"How could I forget?" Elena snickered. "New Orleans was buried under eight inches of snow…. Oh…"
"How did it go?" Elijah asked.
"If you weren't so into that book you'd be able to see for yourself," Elena teased. She climbed onto the bed to straddle his thighs and ran her fingers down his bare stomach.
"I do enjoy the best sellers," he smirked.
"You've already read it," Elena pulled the novel from his hands and put it on the night stand.
"It's an entirely different experience when it's bound," Elijah pretended to reach for the book. He heaved an exaggerated sigh when she caught his hand and placed it on her hip. "Well now I'm torn," his fingers dipped under her t-shirt, "my attention is divided."
"Well," Elena's eyes sparkled, "I would highly suggest you focus."
"And why is that?" He tilted his head and smirked.
"Because your wife would like your undivided attention," Elena licked the shell of his ear. "Do you think that's something you can manage, or would you rather return to your book?"
"It was a very good book, but I think I can manage that," he carded his fingers through her hair and pulled her hips down to grind over him.
"Play your cards right and I might give you a sneak peek at the sequel," Elena bit her lip. He pulled her shirt off and rolled her over.
"How could I possibly refuse such an offer?" He groaned and tweaked her nipple when she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer.
"You couldn't," she moaned. Her fingers threaded through his hair and pushed his head lower.
"You're a demanding woman," he dipped his tongue into her naval and hooked his thumbs into her pajama bottoms. His hands slid the pants down her legs. "Did you forget something elskede?"
Elena lifted her head to see him grinning between her legs. His warm breath fanned over her pussy and brought a flood of moisture to her lips. "I'm a woman who knows what she wants," her toes ran down his back, "and I'm prepared to get it."
"That you are," he chuckled. He pressed a kiss to the top of her slit before running his tongue over her clit. He sucked the bundle of nerves into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue before moving lower to work his tongue in and out of her wet pussy.
Elena's head fell back against the pillow as he set to work. She draped her arm over her mouth to stifle the moans he was drawing from her. The last thing she wanted was to be teased by the entire family in the morning. Unfortunately she couldn't stifle herself when he added his fingers.
Elijah used one arm to steady her hips when she bucked them off the bed. His pressed his into her pussy and pumped. Once he'd gathered enough moisture he pulled out.
The fire that had been steadily growing in her belly blazed when his finger circled her ass in time with his tongue on her clit.
"Elijah," she moaned and tried to shimmy lower against his hand.
"What do you want Elena?" He lifted his chin and smirked when she moaned. "You said you knew what you wanted, so tell me." His finger continued to tease her back entrance.
"You know," she choked out. A flush had risen on her chest; she could feel the pendent of her necklace in the hollow of her throat.
"That I do," he chuckled, "but I want to hear you say it."
"Elijah, please," she hooked her leg over his shoulder and tried to pull him closer. She huffed when he neither budged nor increased the speed of his finger. "Fine," she sighed, "I want you to finger me."
"Where?" His eyes sparkled with amusement when she glared at him. He knew she was close.
"Right there," she moaned when he pressed the tip of his finger to her ass. "Finger my ass and lick my pussy."
"All you had to do was ask," Elijah grinned. His tongue returned to its earlier task as his finger eased into her behind.
Elena arched her back and moaned. His finger pushed her over the edge. Her thighs trembled as waves of fire spread from her abdomen.
Elena hooked her leg over Elijah's thigh and snaked her arm over his waist. Her hair was still damp from the shower they had shared. She fingered the chain around her neck and kissed his chest. Her eyes tracked the heavy snow flakes through the window. The sun had risen behind the clouds and bathed the room in white.
She had just enough time to adjust her camisole when the door burst open and two little girls jumped up on the bed.
"Wake up," they cried. "It's Christmas."
"I'm certain you're mistaken," Elijah pulled Faith and Grace. He held them against his chest and smirked when they giggled.
"Nu-uh," Grace poked her head up.
"It is Christmas," Faith chimed in. She wiggled and pouted when she found her father's grip to tight to escape.
"It's time to get up daddy," Grace pulled on his arm.
"Oh no," Elijah yawned, "it's time to sleep."
"No," Faith shook her head. Her messy curls hit Elena's nose. "Mommy," she turned around, "tell daddy it's time to get up."
"Elijah," Elena propped her head on her hand and smiled.
"There has been a terrible mistake," he smirked over the girls heads. "Christmas is tomorrow."
"It is tomorrow daddy," Grace twisted when he tickled her side.
"I'll tell you what girls," Elena grinned when both children turned to watch her expectantly. "I'll hold him down and you tickle."
"Don't you dare," Elijah laughed when Elena grabbed his arms and the girls started tickling his ribs. "You will pay for this later elskede."
"I've no doubt," Elena snickered and released his hands. She grinned when he caught the back of her head and drew her down into a kiss.
"Eww," the twins hopped off the bed and wrinkled their noses.
Elena laughed and climbed out of the bed. She took Faith's hand while Elijah took Grace.
"Do you know what you want for Christmas girls?" Elena asked while they were walking down the stairs.
"We want a baby sister," Faith grinned.
"Or a brother," Grace chimed in.
She saw Elijah's eyes widen comically at the response. "Where did you come up with that?"
"Gabe's got a little sister," Faith skipped through the entry.
"We want one two," Grace followed into the kitchen. "Are we going to get one?"
"It definitely won't be for Christmas," Elena's hand covered her throat.
"Why not?" Faith pouted.
"It takes time," Elijah started flipped on the stove and started on the pancakes while Elena scrambled eggs. As usual the twins were the first one's up on Christmas morning.
"And you've only now told us," Elena reached into the fridge for the bacon.
Elena surveyed the mess of wrapping paper in the sitting room. Lexa stood beside her and bounced Giulia.
"Remind me again why we all spend Christmas together?" She took a seat on the leather sofa and lifted her shirt over Giulia's head when her eyes darkened.
"Because Christmas is a time you spend with your family," Jeremy picked up some of the paper and threw it in a garbage bag. "I'm not sure at what point mine expanded to include the oldest vampires in history."
"That would be five years ago," Elena laughed. She took a seat beside Lexa and watched her brother clean.
"Are you going to help?" Jeremy tilted his head and smirked.
"Sure," Elena grinned. She waved her hand with Lexa and the wrapping paper flew into the bag.
"Show offs," Jeremy rolled his eyes and tied off the garbage bag.
"Don't close that yet," Elena said. Her eyes darted to the door when everyone filed back in to sit around the room. "We're not quite done."
"What's left?" Elijah took a seat. He was about to pull Elena over into his lap when she stood up and approached the tree.
"Where'd we put it Lex?" Elena squeezed between the boughs near the wall.
"Towards the back," Lexa lifted her collar to peak at the baby. "It should be behind one of the little drummer boys."
Elena quickly located the box. It fit snuggly in the palm of her hand. She passed it to Rebekah before returning to the couch. Kol had taken her place beside Lexa so she sat in Elijah's lap.
"You got me something?" Rebekah inspected the small box. "You didn't have to get me anything."
"That's actually from all three of us," Elena nodded to Kol and Lexa.
"What could you three have possibly gotten me?" Rebekah tested the weight in her hands. It was light. Her first thought would have been jewelry, but that was a strange gift to receive from three people.
"You'll have to open it and find out," Kol smirked. He laid Giulia over his shoulder so Lexa could adjust her top.
Rebekah eyed their smiles warily. A millennium with Kol had taught her not to trust anything he offered. She highly doubted Lexa and Elena would prank her though. The only way to find out was to open the box.
She tore off the wrapping paper and lifted the lid. Her eyes narrowed when she saw the contents. A slim vial rested on the blue velvet; it was filled with a red liquid.
"What is this?" She lifted the vial and saw a jade ring underneath it.
"That, dear sister, is the counter to a curse cast over a thousand years ago," Kol grinned.
"It took about four years to work out," Lexa squeezed Kol's hand and kissed Giulia's blond curls.
"And a little bit of blood," Elena's eyes sparkled.
Rebekah's gaze flickered from one face to the other. "Are you serious?" Hope swelled in her chest. Her fingers tightened around the vial protectively. She flashed across the room and wrapped her arms around all three of them.
Elena nearly fell from Elijah's lap as she was tugged closer to Kol.
Rebekah didn't release them until Giulia let up a piercing cry; she didn't like being closed in.
"Thank you." Tears welled in Rebekah's eyes as she leaned back into Stefan's arms.
"How did you do it?" Elijah wrapped an arm around Elena's waist.
"I assume we're talking about Rebekah," Elena laid her head on his shoulder. "I wasn't involved at all until a few months ago. Evidently Kol and Lexa had been working on it for years."
"They couldn't crack it alone?"
Elena tilted her head back to meet his eyes. "No," she shook her head. "Turns out they were missing one key ingredient."
"Doppelganger blood," Elijah kissed her forehead.
"You're not upset I didn't tell you?" Elena blinked.
"It was a surprise for Rebekah," Elijah shrugged. "I'd be more upset if it meant I would have to watch her grow old and die, but she'll still be immortal."
"Just like Bonnie, Lexa, and I."
"Exactly," Elijah nodded. "This is the one thing she's wanted for centuries."
"And it came just in time," Elena grinned. "I don't think I could take another Christmas with her spoiling the kids."
"Do you think the girls were serious about wanting a younger sibling?" He ran his hand up her back to tangle in her hair.
"I certainly hope so," Elena unhooked the necklace. "I'd hate for them to be disappointed."
Elijah's eyes widened when she dropped the necklace on the dresser and a soft heartbeat reached his ears. "Elena?" They had been trying again for nearly six months with no luck.
"I found out a last week," she settled his hand over her stomach, "and thought I'd surprise you." She placed her hands on his shoulders and chewed her lip. "Do you like your Christmas present?"
Elijah stroked her flat stomach and captured her lips in an impulsive kiss. "I love it."
Elena laughed when he wrapped his arms around her waist and spun her around in a circle. "We're having another baby."
"We're having another baby," Elena nodded with tears in her eyes. "I love you Elijah Mikaelson."
"I love you, Elena Mikaelson," he kissed her again and wiped away a stray tear with his thumb.
There it is. The Epilogue is complete. Now it's time for me to get back to work on Strong, Ageless, Fearless.
