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Elena's POV
Katherine and I was just settling in our temporary apartment when my phone rang.
I swiped to answered. "Care, What's wrong?" I asked, knowing they only calling me if something important happens.
"We need you come back to NOLA." Care exclaimed, hearing slamming doors in the background.
"What happened?" I asked, concerned now.
"I swear when I feel like Klaus takes two steps forward then 100 steps back. Some witches attacked the compound, because the antagonizing Klaus has caused." Caroline sighed irritably.
I frowned. "Care, there isn't much I can do about Klaus' attitude." I countered, sitting down my beer.
"That isn't why I'm asking you to come back for. Elijah… needs you. Whether he wants to admit or not." Care said.
Silence for a moment. "Elijah just needs time, Caroline. What I did hurt him bad." I said defending him.
I could basically hear the eye roll. "Well, he needs stop beating that dead horse." Caroline snarked.
"CARE!" I said, shocked.
"I understand, Elena, but he wasn't the only one to lose their kids that day. But that hasn't stopped you from protecting this family. Klaus needs Elijah. They balance each other out. Klaus might not say it in many words, but he misses Elijah. We need you home, Elena. I wouldn't asked if this was extremely important." Caroline stressed.
I took deep breath, ignoring the eyes staring at me. "I see what I can do." I offered, knowing I was going to show up.
"See you when you get here! Love ya!" Care rushes, before hanging up.
I smiled to myself, despite myself. "So, when are we leaving?" Katherine asked, tapping away at her phone.
I thought for a moment before saying "I'm leaving out tonight if I can, but you will be staying here." I said, watching Katherine stop texting.
She looked up to me. "And you trust me not to run off in the middle of the night.?" Katherine smirked.
"I trust you to keep Stiles safe in my absence." I countered. I took off the necklace that I was wearing and handed it over to Katherine.
"If Stiles call out using the moonstone, this will light up." I said.
She looked between the necklace and me before putting it on. "You seriously must be desperate to leave a child in my care." Katherine eyed me.
I pushed down my annoyance. "Look, I don't have many people I can trust right now, Katherine. Please don't be a problem if you don't have to." I said before getting up to go to my room.
Katherine pulled in the airport drop off at seven, parking at my airline entrance. I was really tempted to tell her turn around.
"When will you be back?" Katherine asked, putting the car in park.
"Two days should be enough. I will text you before boarding the plane back." I went to get out before stopping.
"Katherine… if something happens while I'm away or I don't come back. Take Stiles and run." I said, looking her in the eye.
She stared for a moment before nodding. I got out of the car and headed to my terminal. I went through the protocol, then boarding my flight.
Though it was seven in California, I would arrive in New Orleans around midnight, and hour drive to the compound.
I stepped out of the airport, warm breeze brushing my face. Two in the morning and it was still busy. People from all over coming in and out of airport.
I shifted my bag to my other hand, waving down a taxi. One spotted me, pulling in front of me. I opened the door sliding the bag on the other side of the seat, then sliding myself in
"Where can I take you, ma'am?" The driver asked me.
"6784 Macabee Rd." I muttered, sitting back into my seat.
I waited for him to type in the address in the GPS, then he turned on the meter.
Most of the drive was quiet, except low music in the background. As Thomas, the driver, turned down Bourbon street, my hands started to shake.
I turned away from the lively crowd, facing forward. Another ten minutes, we were turning down the long driveway.
The white plantation house with obvious renovations came into view, new bushes planted along the property. Fountain with a statue in the middle was installed, creating circular driveway.
I handed over money, thanking Thomas before leaving the car. Thomas drove away leaving me alone in front of the house.
I sighed as I walked up the steps to the door. With my last bit bravery, I rang the doorbell.
The sounds of barks made me smile as I heard footsteps come my way. The door opened to reveal a blonde woman, blues eyes to matched. I frowned as I tried to remember the woman before me. Her eyes lighten with recognition. "Elena?! Welcome back!" The woman said, stepping aside, letting me in.
I settled my bag by the door, turning to the woman. "Thank You. May I ask who you are?" I asked, observing the woman.
She smiled, slamming the door shut. "I can guess that the family failed to mention me. I'm Freya Mikaelson. We actually met in one of your dreams. The one you had about Dahlia when you were pregnant." She explained.
I snapped my fingers when she helped spark the memory. "I knew you looked familiar, I just couldn't... " I trailed off as I heard scratching against the floor. I turned around to see older Chester running towards me.
I smiled widely as I bend down to welcome him with open arms. "Oh buddy! You've gotten big!" I exclaimed, scratching behind his ear. He just panted, wagging his tail happily.
"Did you need help settling down? Everyone, except for Bonnie, is gone at the moment." Freya hovered.
"No, thank you. Where is Bonnie?" I asked, walking behind Freya towards the steps.
"She's in her room from the last time I checked. She should still be up." Freya said, taking my bag from hand. "I will take this to a guest room and you go ahead to your friend." Freya smiled at me, then walking up the stairs.
I nodded my head at her, before going to a different than Freya on the second floor. I followed the sound of the heartbeat at the end of the hall. I noticed the light peeking through the crack of the door.
I pushed open the door, walking in the room. I already had tears in my eyes before they landed on my best friend, who had her back to me. Her dark tresses trailed down her back as shuffled through her shelf.
She must have heard my footsteps, but yet to turn around. "Kol, have you seen my grimoire? I swear I left it on the desk." She asked, huffing with frustration. She turned around unexpectedly, her eyes landing on me.
It took her brain to catch up with her eyes, her face brighten with a wide smile, teary eyed. Without saying anything, we fell into each other's arms, laughing. We held onto each other, not needing words to express our happiness.
We pulled back, still holding. "It is so good to see you, Bon!" I said, feeling the emotions build up in my chest.
"Same here. I wasn't expecting you this soon. Come in and sit down." Bonnie pulled me towards the bed, swiping at her tears.
"Care expressed the urgency, so I didn't want to waste time. I don't want to waste anytime talking about that. How have you been? Tell me about you." I said, crossing my legs on the bed.
"Nothing to really to talk about. Though it has been relatively quiet, we were push Esther out of New Orleans. The only thing is that she is out there, planning and that is not good." Bonnie explained, squeezing my hand in comfort.
Deciding to change the subject, "I see that Kol finally wore you down. How did that happened?" I teased, nudging her.
Bonnie rolled her eyes, but the smile on her face told a different story. "Hell, I don't even know the answer to that. We made it official about a year and half after you left. The man is relentless." We both laughed, knowing Kol's determination.
"Well, I know that he really cares for you, Bonnie. And that is what matters." I commented.
"Yeah, I know. So, what do you think is going to happen with Elijah?" Bonnie asked, concerned.
I grimaced. "The best case scenario, he doesn't kill me. I'm stranger to him, Bonnie." I said, back.
"'I don't believe that. I think… deep down, Elijah knows that what you did was for the best. I think he is hurt more about you not trusting him." Bonnie countered, looking to me.
"Maybe. Anyways, I don't want to talk about him or supernaturals war. I just need my friend and Sons Of Anarchy." I said, laughing at Bonnie's excited expression.
We both dressed down in our pajamas, before settling in her bed, turning Sons of Anarchy on Netflix. "I need my man, Tigs to make me laugh." Bonnie said, choosing the episode.
"Should Kol be worried?" I teased as I cuddled in the cover.
"Unless Tigs can materialize in front of me, no." Bonnie laughed.
"As long you keep your eyes off Happy, no friendships need to end." I joked, narrowing my eyes at her.
"Well we can officially say that your type is the dark and silent type." Bonnie teased, settling against the headboard.
We got in about four episodes, before I was out like a light.
I snapped out of my sleep, moaning from the sun in my face. I frowned as I tried to figure out what woke me up.
"Ellie! Welcome back!" I didn't wonder long when my eyes landed on Kol. Bonnie was next to me, throwing her pillow in his direction.
"I mean you guys could have waited for me, menage a trois." Kol joked, referencing that Bonnie was cuddling me.
Kol threw himself on the bed, getting in between the two of us. I didn't have the energy to retort, sticking my head under the pillow.
