Author's Note: I actually dreamt about this one and had to write it down so here it is.

Enjoy and I own nothing.


THE DREAM

When Lizzie opened her eyes, the last thing she expected to find was Hope Mikaelson laying on top of her.

Lizzie used her elbows to prop herself up causing Hope to move back and kneel in front of her. A sweet smile graced her lips as she looked at Lizzie.

Lizzie looked at their surroundings; it looked like some kind of fantasy forest, all blue and purple hues, beautiful big trees, soft grass and bushes with blood red berries growing on them that Lizzie was sure were poisonous.

"What are we doing here?"

Hope shrugged.

"Does it matter?"

The next weirdest thing was their clothing; both Lizzie's and Hope's.

Lizzie wore a black corset type dress that laced up at the front but showed enough skin to hint at what was underneath. It pulled in at the waist and then flowed out in sheer black lace, the dress itself was beautiful, even Lizzie had to admit that.

Hope's was the same kind of style, only the corset top of Hope's dress was red and the sheer lace fabric was a shimmering lilac colour; a strange combination but somehow, with Hope's light hair, it worked.

Lizzie blinked as Hope suddenly crawled over her.

"What-what are you doing?"

"What you want." She replied simply.

Lizzie shook her head.

"I don't want this..."

Hope cocked her head, a slight line appearing between her brows.

"Are you sure? Didn't you just admit that you loved me?"

Lizzie gave her a sour look.

"You mean right before you snapped my neck?"

Hope gave her a small smile.

"Sorry?"

But she didn't sound sorry, not at all.

Lizzie rolled her eyes.

"What's the problem Lizzie? We're here, together. Why can't we just enjoy it?"

Lizzie watched as Hope put a hand on her chest and pushed Lizzie back onto the grass then she placed a kiss where her hand had just been.

Lizzie let out a shaky breath.

"I-I've never-"

Hope put a finger to the blonde witch's lips.

"I'll show you."

Lizzie nodded, realising that she had to put all her trust in Hope Mikaelson.

Hope smiled at her and Lizzie closed her eyes as Hope leaned down and kissed her.

After that, everything was a blur; light touches turned passionate and desperate, soft kisses became urgent and hungry and Lizzie marvelled at how Hope showed her such tenderness and care and found herself wanting to return it.

She loved hearing the way her name fell from Hope's lips as she took her higher than anyone had before.

The power surge she felt over being the one to have Hope Mikaelson like this was intoxicating. It was a feeling she didn't want to give up. Ever.

As they lay there in each other's arms, Hope looked up at Lizzie.

"You know this can't last."

Lizzie smiled down at her and then sighed.

"I know. I'll wake up and you'll be...gone."

Hope tightened her hold on Lizzie as she bit her lip.

"No matter what happens in the real world; no matter what cruel things I say or do, always remember Lizzie...I love you."

That was the last thing Lizzie heard Hope say before her eyes opened and she was back in that dusty, cold basement.


Author's Note: Short and sweet I know but the dream wasn't that very long. Hope you enjoyed the read anyway x