Elena woke the next morning a bit sore and groggy. Shifting around, she found a companion beside her. Elijah laid peaceful and sleeping naked in her bed. Last night came back to her, making her shiver with reminders of all the pleasure she had felt due to him. Raising a hand, she gently placed it on the side of his face, admiring the handsome features she loved.

It had felt nice to wake up to him there. If there was one thing, she knew about them, it was that she missed him.

"Good morning," he told her with his eyes closed. Inhaling deeply, he looked at her with a small smile on his face. She was beautiful.

"Hi," she said shyly, retracting her hand. She hadn't meant to wake him.

Elijah shifted to face her and placed an arm around her waist. She was still in bed, calm about what had happened between them. There was no running and there was no pushing him away. The morning was perfect.

"How did you sleep?" he wondered, as she stared up at him. He wondered what she was thinking.

"Good," she smiled as he ran his hand up and down her side. Sometimes he'd do it absentmindedly, and it drove her crazy. The way he'd graze the side of her breast or give feather light touches across her skin –it'd always send goosebumps down her arms and a shiver up her spine.

Elijah pulled her closer to him, enjoying the way her body was responding to his touch. Even with just his fingers grazing her bare side, it had made her shiver, with her nipples turning into hard peaks. Running his hands up to the mounds of flesh, he teased and plucked at the tender skin.

Elena gave a long moan, arching her back to him. Feeling as he pulled her hips to his, she hovered above him, his hardness at attention, poking at her belly. Saddling herself down on top of him, she moaned at the way he filled her inside. It wasn't long before they were moving with one another, each grasping for their high. Elijah's hand went down between them, thumb rubbing her clit with circular motions.

Gasping at the sensation, Elena trembled, throwing her head back and letting herself go. Her walls around him clenched and her juices soaked him. It was with a handful thrusts more that Elijah came inside of her, holding her close as he did.

"Hello again," he smiled coyly, as he kept her on his lap, sheathed deep inside her.

"Hi," she smiled breathlessly. A thin layer of sweat covered her skin. Reaching up, Elena gave him a long kiss, before pulling herself from him, giving a soft gasp, as he parted from her body. It was getting close to lunch time and she needed to go check on Hope and see Rebekah.

"Where are you going?" he asked her, sitting up and watching, as her naked body traveled towards the bathroom.

"To shower," she answered. Glancing at herself in the mirror, she shook her head. Her hair was a mess and she definitely looked like she just had sex.

"I personally love this look," he spoke huskily in her ear, as he stood behind her. She had never looked more beautiful in her natural skin. Even with her hair a mess from their morning activities and sleep, her skin glowed and her body smelled of him.

Elena gave a smile and turned to him. Letting her guard down, she momentarily hesitated. "Even more than Hayley?"

It wasn't meant to be competitive towards the female hybrid. Elena asked it more for reassurance that he wanted her and not to be with Hayley in his moment. Elena couldn't help but wonder if she'd always be enough.

Elijah tipped her chin up. "You're who I want to be with. I want us, Elena. Not Hayley."

Elena tried to force a smile, but it looked more like a grimace. "Please," Elijah requested, cupping her face with his hand. "Believe me Elena."

He kissed her long and hard, pouring everything he hand into their kiss. He was dedicated to them. He wanted nothing more but them. And he'd never risk what they had again.

Elena responded with fury to his kiss. Lips dominating his, they both let the rawness of the moment take over. Desperately grasping one another, Elijah spun Elena around and without warning pushed himself inside of her. She was still wet and ready for him, even without foreplay. Keeping himself still inside of her, the pair held onto the bathroom sink. He stared at Elena in the mirror.

"Just you," he whispered before retracting a bit and then thrusting himself deeper inside her. The pair watched in the mirror as Elijah took her from behind, thrusting himself deep inside of her. Elena's breasts jumped at each hard thrust, dangling in the air for Elijah to grasp.

"That's it," he groaned as she felt her thrust against him. She was tight and he knew she was close.

With another deep sharp thrust, he clawed at her inner thighs, holding her to bury himself as far as he could. Elena pushed back on him, and moaned. They pushed at one another with force, each aggressive with their desire.

Bending down a little further, Elena found the exact angle she needed, letting her climax rush over the two of them.

It was erotic to watch her in the mirror as she orgasmed. It was somehow different than watching her when she sat on top of him or quivered below him. This felt raw and reflected the deepest pleasures inside of her that he could bring out.

Taking her hips and thrusting himself into her with speed, he brought himself to an orgasm, as she climaxed to her second.

They were never going to get anywhere at this rate.

"What has come over us?" Elena groaned as Elijah tweaked the nipple of her breast. He eased the sting with his tongue, playing with the nub in his mouth.

They had gotten as far as showering, but landed themselves back in bed and had yet to put on clothes. It had been a marathon of sex with him since last night.

"You're giving us a chance," Elijah breathed, coming back up to face her.

In the shower she submitted to him. She gave in to her feelings and against all thoughts, opened up to him and decided to try their relationship again.

"I think we're just giving in to the pent-up emotions."

Elena snorted and her eyes fluttered closed, as she felt his lips travel to her neck. Since the shower, he hadn't been able to stop touching her, let alone smiling. She moaned as he went back to her breasts and caressing her body.

"Elijah, I have to go see Hope and Rebekah today. We can't keep this up," she groaned as he went lower. Her body wanted him to continue.

"Tomorrow," he breathed, looking up at her, head near her navel. "Let's just spend the rest of the day together and tomorrow they are all yours."

She gave him a look. At the rate they were going, she'd be lucky if she could walk tomorrow.

Elijah flashed her a smile and went back to his adventures. Kissing his down to her inner thighs, he made her head go fuzzy with need.

Klaus would call if Hope needed something, and she could probably talk with Rebekah tomorrow. She'd have to do a bit of groveling, but—

Elena gasped and her hand flew to his head between her legs. Feeling him suck and kiss her clit made shockwaves rock through her body.

"Elijah," she moaned.

Running her hand through his hair, she laid in her bed in blissful pleasure, as he mouthed her.

Elijah spread her folds with his tongue, shoving his mouth deeper inside her to get to her juices.

Elena thrusted and grinded herself on Elijah's face. She needed more.

It was as if Elijah was reading her mind. Flipping himself onto his back, he brought Elena over, settling her thighs on either side of his head. Lowering her hips, he continued his quest.

Elena was completely turned on by the sight, practically sitting on Elijah's face watching as he pleasured her. Running a hand through his hair and rocking her hips against him mouth, as he used his tongue, she moaned as he touched the perfect spot.

She used the headboard for leverage, grinding herself against his face. His nose would rub against her clit giving her perfect pleasure.

"Don't…. stop…" she panted, feeling herself getting closer to the edge.

Clamping her eyes shut, she felt his tongue continued to work inside of her. She just needed a bit more.

Elijah pulled her down a bit further and focused on her clit. Sucking and flicking the bud with his tongue, he mouthed the bundle of nerves before shoving his tongue back inside her. Elena instantly came.

He swallowed all of what she gave him, enjoying the way she was gasping at the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her clit was even more sensitive now that he played with her.

"That…" she panted, as she got off his face and laid beside him. She wasn't sure if she could find words to how amazing that was.

He gave a laugh and kept her close to him. Waiting for her body to come down from it's high, he kissed her shoulders and neck.

She was giving them a shot. They were dating again. He had her back.

"I love you," he murmured, kissing her body once more.

He planned to pamper and show her just how much he had missed and wanted her. He had all of this energy and found himself extremely horny. He was happy. All he wanted was her. And it was perfect that her body seemed to want his just as badly.

"Elijah," Elena moaned as he groped her breast from behind. Parting her legs, he moved his fingers down, inserting the digits into her wet folds.

Fingering her, his slick fingers spread her folds and he inserted himself. It was a change of angle, with both of them on their side spooning. He had been painfully hard since giving Elena an oral orgasm, and had to take a moment before moving inside of her. She was tight, wet, and deep.

Pushing his large-self further into her, he moaned at how they fit together.

They thrusted against one another, lips crushed together as he pumped himself in and out of her.

Gasping, Elijah watched as Elena's mouth parted and she climaxed around him. With the look of bliss on her face and a few more thrusts, he buried his face in her neck and came inside her, his body shaking from the orgasm.

Surprisingly they were eventually able to pull away from one another and put clothes on in the evening. They both ate the left-over mac and cheese Elijah cooked last night, and got to the movie they were supposed to be watching the night before.

"What made you finally change your mind?" Elijah wondered as they sat watching the credits to the film. Elena had her head on his lap.

"Do you remember the night when the ball ended? You had come up to my room, and you were sitting and waiting for me on my bed."

Elijah nodded.

"You came over to me and took me in your arms. And I instantly felt safe. You just laid with me and held my hand. I felt…at peace. Even though it was a horrible evening, and the darkness of Hayley hovered, it felt like, without a doubt, I had you and I would be okay."

Elijah sat thoughtfully.

"I think since finding out about Hayley, I worried that I couldn't compete –first as a human and then as a vampire. I was a doppelgänger terrified you loved me because of my looks. And then when I transitioned and learned about Hayley, it felt like a betrayal that you found love with someone else. I wondered to myself if I could be good enough."

Elijah looked troubled.

"I believe you when you say that you want to be with me," Elena reassured him. "but I am scared. Hayley is going to be a figure in your family for life. She's Hope's mother. And as much I want to forget something ever happened between you two, I can't."

Elijah sighed and Elena sat up from his lap. He wasn't sure what to say, besides that kissing Hayley was the biggest mistake of his life, and he had made plenty of mistakes in his time.

Going and sitting on his lap, Elena bit her lip and met his eyes.

"I just need reassurance from time to time. I know you love me and that whatever happened between you and Hayley is over with. But she will be around and I just…I can't—"

Elena sucked in a breath. She was trusting Elijah with her heart. She couldn't go through their breakup because of another woman again.

Elijah cupped her face and brought her to look at him. "I will do whatever it takes to help you know that I am absolutely in love with you."

Kissing her, he reminded himself of his own vows. He would not hurt Elena like that again. He would not let Hayley come in between them, and he would always remind Elena how much he loved her.

The next day, Elena and Elijah went over to the mansion. Elijah was still insistent she move in with them, and she on the fence. She wanted to hear from Klaus that it would be okay, because it felt like imposing.

Hearing Hope's cry echo in the house, Elena set down her bag and went hand-in-hand with Elijah to go investigate.

Hope was coddled in Klaus's arms, with a big pink bandage on her forehead. She was clearly angry and the hybrid was attempting to rock her.

"What's going on? What happened to her forehead?" Elena asked. Immediately taking the baby from Klaus's arms, she bounced Hope and went to make a bottle.

"I turned my back for a second. Just a second," Klaus gritted angrily. He seemed frazzled.

"Okay," Elena said in a soothing tone, giving Hope a bottle and attempting to calm both of them down. As Hope settled, Elena went over to her friend.

"She crawled," Klaus exclaimed as tears filled his eyes. His child was exhausting him. One night without Elena or his siblings help and he was practically hopeless. He could not be a father. "She crawled and as she fell, knocked her head on a bloody table."

"It happens," Elena said calmly. Hope was starting to fall asleep with the bottle in her mouth. It looked like, from what Elena could gather, neither of them had much sleep.

"Where is Rebekah and Kol?" Elijah wondered.

"They're both out," Klaus sniffed.

"I got her," Elena told Klaus. "Go get some rest."

He looked to Elena and set his jaw. He wasn't sure how to thank her. She had saved him from his mother and had now taken care for his child, all while he spent part of his life trying to destroy her and kill her loved ones.

"Go Klaus," she instructed as she held onto Hope.

He had never felt so vulnerable and human. Wiping his eyes and making his way to his room, Klaus collapsed in his bed and fell into a dark sleep.

Elena called Stefan while Hope was in her swing and Elijah making dinner. Waiting for him to pick up, she ended up leaving a message for him, just checking up to make sure that he and Damon were okay.

"Just call me back when you have a chance. Thanks, bye."

Sighing, she worried about Damon. Something was definitely off, and now if something happened and she could have stopped it before, she wasn't sure what she would do.

Walking in Klaus's study, she went hunting around for the notes they had constructed on the virus. Laying them down on the table, Elena stood there thoughtfully. A virus where vampires turn on vampires. It seemed man made, not nature made. It had to be manufactured somewhere or built in a lab. Finn, in his delirium, mentioned being captured. Could that have been true?

Elena thought back to Pastor Young's farm. Her parents had experimented on vampires. Could they….?

Where did you put my stuff from my house? Elena questioned Kol telepathically. She was just hoping that they had saved all the journals.

Bekah stuffed most of things in Elijah's room, his closet, I think. He answered. She could feel his curiosity.

Thank you, Elena quickly spoke before cutting of their connection. Rushing off to the familiar bedroom, she opened the door and stopped at the threshold. It had been a while since she was back in the room.

"Need something?" Elijah wondered, finding her at the entrance of his door.

Startled, Elena spun around. "I…uh-…."

He waited patiently. "You can enter."

"I know," she replied, looking back into the room. It was exactly how she had left it —the time she walked out after sleeping with him and the time before when she broke up with him. Both times weren't exactly great memories.

"What are you looking for?" He wondered, trying to read her face.

"I need a box," she answered. It was just a room, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to step in it yet. "I'm looking for my parent's journals. I think Kol or somebody might have saved them before the fire."

Elijah nodded.

Opening his door wider, he stepped inside and put out a hand for her.

Sighing, she slipped her hand in his, and walked in his room.

Planting a quick kiss on her lips, he walked off to find her box.

"Kol thinks Rebekah put it on one of the shelves in your closet."

Elijah went to his walk-in closet and searched around. There were a few boxes. He brought them down off the top shelf for Elena.

"What do you need these for?" he wondered.

"I think something is going on with Damon," Elena answered searching through the boxes. "I think it has to do with the virus Finn had, and I think my parents were a part of whatever was going on."

Elijah looked at her concerned. It was dangerous to make these assumptions. And he wasn't sure where she got the idea of her parent's involvement from.

"Got it," she said finding the box.

Reaching for a journal, she flipped through it and saw the pages of writings. There were about a half a dozen journals or more in the box. She wondered what she was going to find.

"Do you want help?"

Elena shook her head. "Thank you, though."

Standing up, she gave him a kiss –one he quickly deepened by snaking his arms around her waist.

"Stay the night," he whispered huskily.

Shaking her head, she parted from him and grabbed the box of journals. "I've got class tomorrow and you are on baby Hope duty," she reminded him.

Walking out from his room, she waited for him before departing. If she stayed the night with Elijah, she definitely wouldn't get any sleep and it wouldn't be because of Hope.

"Dinner almost ready?" she wondered, as he took the box from her.

He twirled her around making her laugh.

"Yes, it's just about done."

It all felt very domestic. The snapshot of their life felt completely normal, like they lived lives that everyone else did. They weren't vampires or beings of a supernatural world. They were just…a man and a woman babysitting a sleeping baby. It felt all too surreal and amazingly simple.