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Writer's Notes: Thank you munkze11 for your review! Hayley was only a temp situation from the get-go. That was actually one of the pieces that I wrote that I followed through with my intention (haha). Hope everyone enjoyed the story. Look for Whispers Of Him, a Shadowhunter crossover that I hope everyone enjoys as much as I have writing it. Thanks for all the continuous support and reviews from everyone. Please continue to follow me on my writing journey.
~Mikaelson Manor: July 17th, 2024~
Alora tried on several different outfits before she decided on the purple and silver top and blue jean shorts. She played with her hair for a few moments. Trying to decide if she wanted to pull it up in a ponytail or just leave it down. She stared at herself in the mirror for a few moments, her ocean eyes staring at her own reflection. She was a pretty girl. She was as tall as her mom now. Most everyone thought they were more like sisters because of their age, but they didn't know that her and her siblings were all hybrids. They never corrected anyone when in public. Her and Elodie had stopped really growing a few months ago. They were just maturing more now. Uncle Carlisle had told them they were around average seventeen old's now. Elliot was more like sixteen though. She decided to leave her hair down. She brushed a little mascara onto her lashes, even though she really didn't need it. Her lashes were already thick and long, but it was habit for her now. She was pretty, she knew that. If you asked Jeremy, she was astonishingly beautiful. He had become more of her bodyguard since her and Elodie started school. He was the gym coach at Mystic Falls High, so she couldn't escape.
Uncle Ric was still teaching History at the high school, so she had him too watching over them. They had come into their own powers. They figured out that they were able to use magic at around ten. It didn't come as a surprise to their mom. They were hybrids, but unique. They were not only vampire and werewolf, but they were witches as well. It made the immortal witch spell look weak compared to what they were.
Elliot leaned against the doorframe watching Alora stare at herself. He rolled his eyes. "Are you ever going to be finished?" His deep voice called out to her. It was surprising everytime to hear the bass in his voice. His voice was deeper than his dad's, and his uncle's. His hair was long to his shoulders and he swept it back in a bun. His hazel eyes were almond shaped, and he looked sort of exotic. He wore distressed jeans usually, and darker t-shirts. Like what he was wearing now.
Alora stuck her tongue out at him. "Beauty has no time limits."
"It does when we're going to be late." He retorted. "El is already ready and downstairs."
Alora sighed and finished putting her lip gloss on and then she hit Elliot's arm as she went past him down the stairs. Elodie looked up at Alora as she finally graced them all with her presence. She grinned at her sister. They were best friends, but Alora was the higher maintenance one than she was.
Bella walked into the foyer from Klaus' office. "Ah. Finally. Alora, we're just going car shopping. You didn't have to primp and all that."
Klaus emerged a while later. He looked at his daughter, raising a brow. "Your shorts are too short."
"You have to say that because you're my dad. My fingertips come to the edge, see." Alora said, dropping her hands by her sides.
Bella smiled and then grabbed her keys off the hook. She had upgraded to another Jeep, the newest model they had. "Come on. Honey, we're meeting Uncle Ric and Damon at that one place we got Gabby's a couple months ago."
Klaus nodded and leaned in and kissed Bella quickly. "Got it. Tell Donovan to just fax me the papers and I'll wire transfer the money. Love you. Everyone, have fun." He said with a smile.
Elodie threw her arms around Klaus and hugged him tight. "Thank you, daddy! You're the best." Klaus smiled, kissing the top of her head. "Of course, I'm the best when you're getting something. Don't be too picky Alora." He called and watched as they all left out the door.
They loaded up in Bella's sapphire blue 2024 Jeep Wrangler and drove off to buy new cars for their three teenagers.
Damon and Alaric were waiting for them when they pulled up. They were running late because Alora did take forever trying to pick her clothes out to go car shopping.
"Let me guess, Alora was having a hard time picking out the right outfit?" Alaric called as they walked up.
Elliot burst out laughing and then fist bumped Alaric. "Yes. Also, lipgloss." He pointed out and Alora just rolled her eyes.
Damon smiled and starting walking beside Bella. "Car shopping is going to be fun." He said with a wide grin.
"Don't even start. Having three teenagers is going to be the death of me." Bella said, smiling.
They walked around the lot looking at different cars. All of them were brand new, with zero miles and any would be a good pick. Elliot set his sights on a black Toyota Tundra. Bella smiled and sent him with Alaric to have it test drove and to make sure it was a good fit.
Elodie was looking at a silver Lexus when Alora walked over. "I really want a Tesla like daddy."
"They don't sell Tesla's here Alora. Don't be spoiled. They brought us here for our first cars. I bet after college he'll get you one." Elodie said with a smile.
Alora thought about it. "You're right. Any car is good. We could get matching ones. They have a red Lexus that I really like. Looks like this." She pointed it out.
Bella watched her girls talk it through. Elodie was the more logical, calm one. She was always able to real Alora in. Alora was the princess. She was high maintenance, but she blamed Klaus for that. He spoiled the kids. Anything they asked for, he got it for them. Elodie was the only one that was really modest about it. Elliot could be modest about asking from time to time unless it was something that he really wanted.
After Alora and Elodie settled on the twin Lexus' they finished up paperwork. Klaus sent the money through, paying for all of the vehicles in full. Bella watched the excitement in her children's faces as they explored the insides of their vehicles. Elodie was the more cautious driver, while Alora could be a little absent minded. Elliot was the daredevil, so it didn't surprise her that he got a truck. It was like a caravan driving back to the manor. The girls had been driving Bella's Jeep around into town since they got their driver's license a few months ago, but Damon rode with Elliot to make sure that he was driving well since he hadn't had as much practice as the girls.
When they got back to the manor, Klaus came out to take a look at the choices. He smiled at Bella, his hands in his pockets. She walked over to him, kissing him softly. "They were good. Elliot still needs to practice more. But the girls drive pretty good."
She looked up as Mason pulled up with her mom in Mason's navy-blue truck that said Lockwood Roofing on the side. Mason hopped out and then went opened up and helped Jackson and Juliette out of the car. Jackson was the oldest, four years old, and Juliette was three. The surprise. Charlotte hopped down by herself. She was five now. Sarah got down out of the truck and then went to Bella and hugged her. Sarah didn't seem to age either, still the young radiant face. At 42 she looked really good. Charlotte ran to Bella, hugging her legs.
"Bella!" Charlotte said and then Jackson and Juliette were rushing Bella too. Bella laughed bending down to hug her little siblings.
Elliot wandered over. "Char, you're getting taller." He commented. It felt weird to call her Aunt Char since he was really older than her in appearance and maturity.
Charlotte turned and beamed at Elliot. "Ellie, I grew two inches!"
"Woah! That's super tall!" He beamed.
Bella smiled and then bent down and picked up Juliette. She looked so much like Mason, with the only one that managed to keep blue eyes.
Mason took a look at Elliot's new truck. "Looks good Elliot. Suits you."
"Thanks gramps." Elliot said with a wide grin.
"Ugh. You pain me every time you call me that," Mason said with a grin.
Charlotte looked over at Mason. "Daddy is a gramps?"
Bella smiled. "Yup. He's old." It took a while for everyone to convince Mason it was okay for Charlotte to call him daddy. Jake explained how he called Charlie dad, even though Billy had been his father. It was normal for a small child to view him that way. As long as Charlotte was okay with it, and Sarah, then Mason would be okay.
Charlotte seemed genuinely shocked and Sarah smiled. "We came to see the new cars." She said and Alora and Elodie walked up after finally finishing looking through all of their cars.
"Geema!" Alora and Elodie said in unison and hugged Sarah. They drug her away to come look at their new cars.
Bella set Juliette down as she wiggled. She ran after Sarah to look at Elodie and Alora's cars. Charlotte right behind them. She crossed her arms and leaned against Klaus. Damon was talking to Elliot now, deep in conversation about something.
Elijah walked outside to see what was going on. He took a lot at the fleet of cars. "Ah, some good choices. Let me guess, the black truck is Elliot, red Lexus is Alora and the silver is Elodie?"
Bella smiled nodding. "Yup." She sighed and looked up at Klaus. "We have three teenagers."
Klaus smiled. "We do." He kissed her and then took his keys from his pocket. "I've got to head to New Orleans. Wolf Summit. Sam Uley is supposed to be attending as well. I'm dragging Stefan with me and Mason."
Mason nodded. "Yup. Are we driving or flying?"
"Driving." Klaus said and looked at Bella. "Hayley is supposed to be at the summit as the new pack leader of the New Orleans pack."
Bella nodded. "I heard that Leon was killed in a pack war. It's surprising since he was a hybrid."
Klaus nodded. "We haven't talked to her in five years. Not since…"
"I know. Everything will be fine. I love you." She said and kissed him softly. "Now go on, go get Stefan and get on the road before it gets late."
Klaus smiled, kissing her one last time before leaving with Mason.
"Mom! Can we go to the Mystic Grille? Janie and Ryan are gonna be there." Alora called.
"Take one car. Elliot go with your sisters to make sure they don't get in any trouble."
Elliot groaned. "They're older than me." He complained but they all got into Alora's Lexus. Sarah herded the three little ones over to their truck. She got them up in their seats. "Well I'm going to head back and get these three in baths and get dinner ready for them. Love you baby." Sarah said, and kissed Bella's check and hugged her before hopping up in the truck and started the engine.
Damon watched Sarah drive away and then turned to look at Bella. "You going to be okay?"
"Yeah, I'll be okay." Bella said with a smile.
Damon nodded. "I'm meeting Alice, so I'll catch you later Bells." He said and then he was gone.
Elijah was quiet. "Are you really okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. It's just weird. The kids are all off doing their own thing. Klaus is always so busy. He's got a lot going on in South America with helping Emmett with the dig still. Jasper and Rebekah are traveling on their honeymoon. Damon's always with Alice." She crossed her arms and looked at Elijah. "It gets lonely sometimes, but I'm okay." She tried a smile.
She walked back inside the manor, hanging her keys up. Kol and Kai were in Paris together, which was a shocker to Bella since she always thought that Kol was straight, but apparently, he has been known to enjoy the company of men from time to time. Which didn't bother her, she loved that Kol and Kai were happy.
Elijah walked back inside after her. He had a feeling that Bella wasn't okay at all. Hayley's name was brought up, and even though things had settled, it still tugged at her heart that Elliot belonged to Hayley technically.
Bella was in the study, pouring herself some bourbon that Damon had gifted to her earlier in the year. She drank it heavily, the burn coating her throat and settling in her stomach. Tears threatened, and she hated that even after five years, Hayley's name provoked a response. Why did she have to leave and make her feel this way? Elliot didn't know about Hayley. Klaus wanted it that way. He didn't want him treating Bella any different because she was the one that raised him, loved him, and cared for him. Even though Bella thought that Elliot was mature enough to handle that truth.
Then there was the ebbing feeling of Hayley's feelings for Klaus. While at the time she was understanding, now she knew how she really felt. When Hayley went back to New Orleans, she never married Leon. She kept to herself until his death. She stepped up and took over. That was all. Sun and Myra hadn't said much of anything else, and when Kol was there for a few months, she avoided him.
She poured herself another glass, swirling the amber liquid a few times before drinking that down fast too.
Elijah watched her from the doorway. She was drinking the bourbon quickly. She wasn't okay, even though she put on this act. "Bella," he called her name. She didn't turn, but he knew that she was trying to fight back her emotions. "Talk to me."
"Elijah, I can't. I'm fine. I'm just going to drink this bottle of bourbon and go to bed." She said and then drank down another glass, her fifth, she thought, down really fast.
Elijah moved towards her and started to take the bottle, but she moved it out of his grasp. She poured another glass and drank it down quick too. She felt the effects of the alcohol enveloping her in totality. The buzzing feeling that eased her anxious feeling in her chest.
"Come on Bella," he coaxed, and grabbed for the bottle again. When she tried to move out of his grasp, he used his vampire reflexes, gripping her wrist with one and, and grabbing the bottle with the other.
"You cheated." She slurred.
"You're drunk." He said with a sigh. It always amazed him how fast humans got drunk. Bella usually paced herself, but he counted eight glasses she downed within minutes of each other. The bottle was more than half gone.
Bella sighed. "Maybe." She said and turned to face Elijah, her foot tripping on apparently air and she tripped, landing against Elijah's hard chest. "Whoops."
Elijah set the bottle down, and steadied Bella. "Maybe you should just go lay down. I'll be up for when the kids get home."
Bella shook her head. "I just want to finish my bottle." She said and swiped the bottle from the table. "Nope. Uh-uh." She wagged a finger at Elijah. "Mine. Leave me alone Elijah." She said and then stumbled away from him, taking the bottle with her. She went to the stairs and started up them slowly. She got half way before she tripped over her feet again. Elijah caught her, carrying her the rest of the way up the stairs. He brought her to her and Klaus' room. The sudden movements made her stomach churn and she was stumbling over to the bathroom. Elijah held her hair as she emptied her stomach. She drank the bourbon entirely way to fast. It wasn't a liquor you just chugged like she was doing.
"Ugh." She said, leaning back and flushing the toilet. She got to her feet and pushed water over her face while Elijah was helping her with holding her hair out of her face. She felt flushed, and decided a bath was the best choice. She pulled her shirt up and over her head. She went to the tub and started the bath. She didn't care that Elijah was there and she started taking her pants off.
"Bella." He said, stopping her. "Maybe a bath isn't the best idea right now. You're still quite intoxicated."
Bella thought about it. "Oh." She turned the bath off and went to the shower. She turned it on, the water raining down from above. She pulled her pants off. Elijah turned his head, not looking.
"Bella, you should wait until you're a little more sober before you-"
Bella had taken her bra off and slipped her panties off and stepped into the hot shower. The hot water pelting her skin. "I'm fine Elijah." She still slurred. "You don't have to babysit me."
Elijah kept his gaze diverted. He sighed and left the bathroom, sitting outside waiting for her to finish. He was going to be the death of him.
She let the water run cold as she stood in the shower and just quietly cried. The water masking her tears as she stood there. Her chest hurt, and that was the tale tell sigh of an impending anxiety attack. "No." She said to herself, and her chest constricted. She took a few deep breaths and then turned the water off. She wrapped herself in a towel after drying her hair. She had cut is short again. It hung right below her ears. She walked out of the bathroom and saw Elijah sitting in one of the chairs, waiting for her.
"Elijah I'm fine." She lied.
"You're not okay Bella. You just got drunk in under thirty minutes the moment Klaus and the kids left the house. You're not fine." Elijah pointed out, standing, and walking towards her.
She shook her head. "I'm fine." She lied again. She moved past him and went to her dresser. She pulled out some comfortable clothes, a tank top and cloth shorts, and a pair of lace panties. She dropped her towel, stunning Elijah.
He wanted to look away, to be more modest than he was. She was drunk and was just not being very reasonable right now. Her body was astonishingly perfect. Her skin looked smooth, and he wanted to touch her. Her breast was very round, plump, and erect. He swallowed and then averted his gaze finally.
Bella pulled on her panties first, not saying a word, but she noticed that she managed to shut Elijah up. He hadn't managed to leave the room yet. She pulled her shorts on and then pulled her tank top on. Her nipples poking through, the material not hiding the outline at all. "I don't need a babysitter Elijah. Thank you for worrying about me, but I can take care of myself. I'm allowed to have off days."
Elijah looked at her now that she spoke. She was dressed, but her shirt was tight against her breast, her nipples definitely erect. She walked towards him, and he shifted, trying to hide his own arousal. "Bella, this is more than an off day. Anytime Klaus is gone, you lock yourself in your room, and I'm assuming you drink like this."
"Maybe I do. It's been five years Elijah. Five. We have three teenage children that will be going to college probably after the new year, and I'm just trying to wrap my head around that. Klaus is really busy. He's all over the place. I have not had sex with my own husband in four months because that's how often he's gone." She was frustrated now. She was lashing out at Elijah and sharing details that he didn't need to know. She went over and retrieved the bottle of bourbon from the floor and just tipped it up and drank from the bottle.
"Then go with Klaus to the summit Bella. Be with him. You don't have to stay behind all the time. There are plenty of people that can watch after the children." Elijah reasoned.
Bella was quiet. "I don't want to go to New Orleans Elijah. I just…" She sighed, drinking from the bottle again. She didn't know what she wanted. Right now, she was hot, and she wanted to just pleasure herself like she's been doing for the past four months, but Elijah was not wanting to leave her by herself.
Elijah watched her as she went and sat on the bed. She stared down at the bottle, which had a little less than half left in it. "Bella, what do you want? You can't just drink away problems."
She was quiet before she took another drink from the bottle. "If I admit it out loud, that I'm…anxious or depressed or whatever, then it becomes real, and I don't want it to be a problem."
"But you can't avoid it." He said and then made his second mistake of the night by sitting next to her on the bed.
She sighed, setting the bottle on the nightstand. "Maybe you're right, but for now, I'm going to lay down and…" She drifted off. She almost said out loud that she was going to use her vibrator to relieve some tension, but she managed to not say that part out loud.
Elijah caught the scent of her arousal, and he looked away. She was horny, of course she was. He closed his eyes to keep a lid on his control. "Well, I'll let you get some rest. I'm taking the bourbon with me." He said and looked at her. "You don't need to keep the whole world on your shoulders." He said softly and then he leaned over and kissed her on her temple. His breath was warm against her face, and then she tilted her face up and nipped his lip, kissing him softly at first. She lifted a hand to his face, caressing it and then moved her mouth against him more intensely. Her tongue prodding his lips to open. Her tongue melted against his, and she felt him tense up as he tried to hold himself back. She knew that she was his weakness. She pushed at him, one of her hands taking his hand and guiding it under her shirt. His hand cupped her breast, and she heard a small growl sound in his throat as he kissed her back, his mouth drinking her in.
She started leaning back, pulling him to her as she lay flat on her back. She felt his erection against her thigh, constrained by his pants. Her hands unfastened his pants slowly as her mouth controlled his. His hands moved her shirt up, exposing her naked breast and then his mouth went there, sucking a nipple into his mouth. She moaned, arching against him. He trailed down, pulling at the waistband on her shorts and panties. He slid them down to her ankles and then moved his mouth over her moist, ready center. He tasted her, his tongue lapping at her clit. She moved her hips up, crying for a release. He slid his pants off, freeing his throbbing member from its restraints. She leaned up, ripping his shirt open in the front, sliding the shirt off and then she took him in her mouth. He groaned pushing forward as she sucked him in, his entire length. He lightly pushed her back and then he moved, pushing himself inside her. She moaned as he filled her. She missed the feeling and longed for the pleasure. They moved together, his thrusts fast and hard, driving her towards her first orgasm. She clenched around him, saturated his tip with her orgasm. He wasn't far behind her as he reached his peak.
"Bella," She heard him call her name. She blinked a few times and looked at him. He was sitting on the bed next to her.
"Are you okay?" He asked because she spaced out for a long moment. He could tell that she was aroused by her scent and it was hammering into his brain.
She zoned out and had a daydream about Elijah and her. She closed her eyes and then swallowed. "I'm fine. Go ahead and take the bourbon. I'm just going to rest."
Elijah looked at her quizzically. He sighed and leaned over grabbing the bourbon off the side table and then leaned in and kissed her temple.
Bella's daydream flashed into her head. His mouth on hers, on her body. The sight of him. Her lips parted for a second, and then he started to stand to leave, but she stopped him, her hand reaching out and pulling the front of his shirt, a few buttons popping.
Elijah looked into her eyes, seeing the swirling emotion of desire. "Bella. You're drunk. Get some sleep." He said softly, but she moved her mouth up to his anyways. Her mouth pushed his open and she dove in, kissing him hard, and deep. His brain went fuzzy for a moment as he got her pinned on her back and his mouth assaulted hers back. His throbbing erection pressed against her leg and he felt her hands go to his button on his pants and he stopped. His hands pinning hers to the mattress. He kissed her a few more times before resting his forehead against hers. "Get some sleep Bella." His voice was shaky, but he got up, picking the bourbon he dropped in the floor and walked out, leaving Bella alone.
"Shit." Elijah cursed. He ran a hand through his hair like he usually did when he was nervous. He sighed and walked down the stairs and to the kitchen. He grabbed a blood bag from the refrigerator and walked over to the counter bar. He heard Bella upstairs, soft moaning, and the vibrating sound. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the sound of her pleasuring herself.
His phone rang and he answered, thankful for the interruption. "Hello?"
"Bella didn't answer her phone, is she okay?" Klaus' voice sounded on the other end.
Elijah closed his eyes. Of course, it had to be Klaus calling. "I don't think she's really okay. She's extremely drunk. She drank nearly an entire bottle of bourbon after you left. If I tell you something, you won't get angry and turn around and throw things around and have a tantrum, right? We're adults?"
Klaus was quiet. He paused as he pulled over the car. "What is it?"
Elijah sighed. "She's really drunk. Keep that in mind."
"Damnit Elijah, what is wrong?" Klaus said, losing his patience a little.
"She is incredibly stubborn, and I tried to get her to stop drinking. I even managed to convince her a bath was not a good idea."
"Elijah. You saw her naked, is that what you're trying to tell me? That she got drunk and striped her clothes off?" Klaus was mildly irritated.
Elijah was quiet a moment. "I mean. Yes. That happened, but I turned around, I didn't gawk at her if that's what you're asking brother."
"Then what the bloody hell happened to make you sound so cryptic?"
"She kissed me, and-"He stopped as he heard Bella's loud moaning.
"Is that Bella?" Klaus asked, frustration filling his voice. He had Stefan with him, and vampire hearing was extremely sensitive. At least Mason couldn't hear everything.
Elijah sighed. "Yes. Klaus," he said. "I did kiss her back."
Klaus was silent a moment. "We'll talk about this when I return. Hide the fucking bourbon brother." He hung up.
Elijah sighed, drinking the blood bag, and moving through into the study where he proceeded to take all the alcohol and hide it in Klaus' office.
~Mikaelson Manor: July 19th
Klaus was only gone two days. He didn't want to be away longer than that. Apparently, Bella was having some sort of breakdown, and was drinking heavily. He hadn't realized that something was wrong. When he returned, he nearly daggered Elijah, but Bella was the one that saved him. Elijah decided that was the perfect time to check in with the Salvatore's.
"Bella, what's wrong?" He said as he set the dagger on his desk. He looked at her, his eyes begging for her to just tell him what was wrong.
"Nothing is wrong. I got drunk, I…I don't know why I came on to Elijah, that's not normal of me. I care about Elijah, but not in that way. I'm sorry," Bella said, repeating herself again.
Klaus looked at her. "Are you unhappy?"
Bella looked away. "I'm fine. I'm just going through something, I guess. The kids are all teenagers. It's summer break, and everyone is just gone all the time. I'm here by myself and- "
Klaus moved to her, his hands cupping her face. "I'm sorry." He recognized what was wrong just then. He hadn't paid enough attention before. He was letting his work, his businesses interfere with his marriage, with Bella. The kids had grown quickly over the past five years, and it was hard on Bella. She didn't have a job because her job up until now has been to take care of the children. They could take care of themselves now, and that just made Bella sad. She was sad and getting lonely and he neglected that fact.
Bella looked up at him, tears coming to her eyes. "Klaus." She whispered. He leaned in and kissed her softly. He wiped away her tears and kissed each cheek.
Her bottom lip quivered. "Klaus, I really did come on to Elijah. Being drunk isn't an excuse. When I kissed him I had zoned out before. Had a daydream about him, and…I was- "
"Shh. Love, I know. I've been absent a lot. Am I upset? A little bit. I've put you through hell and back, and we moved past it. We will be okay. I love you." He said and kissed her. His hands tugged on her waistband, as hers went to his. She slid backwards onto his desk, knocking over a couple things, but he got her pants down to her feet and then he slid into her. He knew it had been a while since they were together like this. Too long he recalled, their last moment. She was instantly wet for him, clenched around him as he thrust into her fast. This was about quenching each of their thirst. It wasn't meant to be slow and passionate. She moaned as she approached her climax quickly. Her body missing his as he drove her to the pinnacle. He groaned, as he met her mouth with his again. Their tongues dancing with other before he moved to her throat, sinking his fangs in gently and drank. She moaned again, soaking him as he drove forward, pushing himself harder, rougher than he had wanted, but she soaked it all in as she clung to him. He felt himself swell and then he was spilling out in her, releasing all the built-up tension from the last four months.
His mouth went to hers again, kissing her as he throbbed inside her. His kisses became light as he finally pulled away, fixing his pants and then he pulled hers up, fixing hers. He smiled at her before kissing her again lightly. "Feel better?"
"Mmm. You can say that." She said with a smile and leaned into him, his arms coming around her. "Maybe we shouldn't go so long without this." She suggested.
"Maybe I should stay home more often. I've been gone a lot lately. I'm sorry. I hadn't stopped to realize how it affected you, love." He said gently.
Bella hugged her arms around him. "It's okay. I'll lay off the alcohol for a while. That was the worse hangover."
Klaus chuckled. "I bet. You drank nearly an entire bottle. It's no wonder you're not in a coma right now."
She smiled. "Well, I'm glad I'm not in a coma. I love you."
"I love you too." He said and kissed her again.
"We have fucking teenagers." She murmured, still trying to get over that fact.
"Fucking teenagers." He said with a smile.