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Epilogue
"You want us to … what?"
Elijah was talking on the phone and Alaric didn't even bother to look up from his where he was typing furiously. "Make yourselves comfortable. We'll be here for at least a week" he said distractedly
"But… there are three beds in here"
"Yes, Damon, we noticed" came the snippy reply. "Pick one"
"You don't mean …"
"That's not …"
"No!"
Alaric finally looked up from his phone at the chorus of protests. "I do. It is. And yes", he said to the three looking at him in bewilderment
"You want us to … SHARE!?"
1 hour 43 minutes earlier
The drive from the airport had been a quiet one, but it was anything but peaceful. The trio were exuding such negative energy, even the cab driver felt uncomfortable. Elijah and Alaric were sure he was very glad when the journey ended in approximately fifteen minutes. To compensate the man for his jittery disposition and probably the repair of his car doors from the slams Enzo and Klaus subjected it to, they gave him over three times the fare he charged, before following after their fuming charges into the hotel lobby.
Amy winced when she heard car doors slam so loudly it was as though it had happened right next to her. She sighed as she gave her friend Annette a weary look. The hotel she worked at was fancy and very expensive to stay at, and they paid her very well. But sometimes it wasn't worth some of the rich brats she had to deal with.
"Here we go" she whispered to her friend, both psyching themselves up to deal with whoever was pissed because Burberry was not opened yet or Prada didn't have the boots they wanted. With a smile that didn't quite reach their eyes on their faces, they turned to their new guests, and froze
Those three were the most good-looking guys they had seen in…well, forever, and the suddenly not-so-fake smiles that now adorned their faces showed exactly what they thought of the new arrivals. Annette swept a lock of hair behind her ears quickly, and Amy unconsciously straightened out the creases in her skirt as she recited the greeting she knew backwards.
"Welcome to Paxton Continental Hotel. How may we be of service today?" she announced, feeling slightly lightheaded when all three smiled at them
"Well, hello to you too ladies. Uh, Annette and Amy, such lovely names" one of the brunettes spoke
Both girls giggled at the playful tone the young man used, and his accent almost sent them swooning.
"We would like some rooms for the night, if you don't mind" the blond one said this time in an almost similar accent
"Sure. Of course, we can do that" Annette rushed to reply, then on a whim, asked. "Pardon me, but are you all British, or Australian? I can't really tell the difference in accents"
"No sweetheart. We've just been around a bit but most of us are from good old US of A; born and raised" the other brunette said. He had a southern ring to his tone, and his eyes were so blue they almost looked transparent. "Now, about that room, baby?"
Both girls looked flustered. "Of course, we're sorry. What kind of rooms would you like sirs?"
"Something big, with a lot of room so when you come visit, you don't feel cramped" Damon replied smoothly, chuckling at the blush that seeped up their cheeks. This was fun.
"Settle down Don Juan, and stop bothering these nice ladies" a voice suddenly cut in, causing all three to groan loudly
Amy and Annette gathered themselves and turned to the two new guests, barely managing to keep their mouths closed. These people were hot! "Welcome to Paxton Continental Hotel. How may we be of service today?"
"Thank you my dear. We would like a suite please, if there's any available" Alaric said as he dropped the bags he was carrying. He had to add Enzo's and Damon's since they flat out refused to carry them.
"Of course, sir. We have three suites available at the moment"
"Tell me about them"
"Two of the suites have three rooms; a master bedroom, a standard bedroom and a living room, and two bathrooms. The last one is the presidential suite. It's got five rooms; one master bedroom, two standard bedrooms and a living room, and three bathrooms. All the suites have a balcony overlooking the…"
"We'll take the presidential suite" Alaric cut her off, though not rudely
"Of course, sir. How long would you be staying?" Annette asked as she typed away at her keyboard
"Ten days, but leave it open with option to extend. We may stay longer" Elijah replied, balancing his and Klaus' luggage as well. Seriously, they could be a bunch of children sometimes. He looked back to where their troublesome charges had disappeared to as soon as they started engaging with the receptionists. They were still in the lobby but Damon already had another woman drooling over him, Enzo was looking around with a look on his face that said he wasn't just appreciating the beautiful architecture and Klaus had somehow managed to find a glass of whisky which he sipped from liberally. Elijah sighed. They were not making any trouble yet, better get this over with. He turned back to the reception. "We would like to speak to the manager about some room rearrangement. How soon can you get him down here?"
20 minutes earlier
They bounded back into the hotel a little over an hour later. They had been shopping, Amy realized, as she took in the bags they now carried. These people were so dreamy.
"Welcome back. Your bags have been sent up to your room as you requested, and this is your key. Room 1221. Enjoy your stay" she recited
"Oh sweetheart, we plan to" the brunette with the accent said. "When do you get off?"
"Five" she replied almost shyly
"Both of you?" the other brunette asked enticingly
"Y-yes" Annette stuttered
"Well, then, see you at five" he added with a wink, before almost literally getting dragged away by the slightly older man in the jeans and button down. He was probably his brother as he was the only one besides him who spoke with an American accent also.
Damon didn't even try to free his arm from Alaric's grasp; he knew it was futile. Fucking enhanced original strength, and at this point in his life, he had gotten used to it. He traipsed, and occasionally stumbled, along behind Alaric until they came to their assigned suite and he was deposited on the couch without occasion.
"Go put your stuff away. Elijah and I have to meet someone in an hour" Alaric said as he pulled out his phone
"What? We are all staying here?"
"It is a suite, Lorenzo. There's more than one room" Elijah added distractedly as he dialed a number
"Well, maybe, but…"
"No buts. Your room's through there, now scram" Alaric nodded towards a door, eyes never leaving his phone as he begun texting
And that brought them to their present predicament.
Now
"You want us to … SHARE!?" Klaus all but shrieked
"Mn mm. This is not happening" Enzo added
"You're right. It's not happening. It has already happened"
"No, it hasn't. What if I wanted to bring someone over? This looks like a dormitory in catholic school" Damon screeched. "I don't like it"
Elijah ended his call with a semi annoyed sighed, and turned to the affronted trio. "Well, it won't be much of a punishment if you did, now would it?" he said. "We told you, you will be coming along for any future travels. Here we are, and here you are too. We need to know where all three of you are at all times"
"That is not fair" Enzo started. "And…"
"If you're about to make an argument for your maturity, just remember the last time we took an eye off of you, it ended up in the emergency room" Alaric interrupted. "Besides, no catholic school dormitory is this posh. You'll be fine" he added
"Oh, this is funny is it? You're making jokes; he's making jokes" Enzo said blandly
Klaus strode to Elijah and looked him squarely in the eye. "Brother, I am not staying in this room" he declared. "What are we supposed to do anyway? Follow you around like dogs?"
Elijah looked him back unflinchingly. "Yes, you are. And if I hear any more complaints about it, you wouldn't just be sharing a room, you will be sharing a bed" he warned
All three turned to them with stony looks. "You're bluffing" Klaus managed
"You want to wager on that?"
There was silence, and Alaric chose that time to speak. "And as far as what you can do in the meantime, there's mountains and ice all around us. Why don't you try skiing? Unless you want to follow us around … like dogs" he winked.
All three huffed simultaneously and stomped off, the door literally slamming shut in an almost exact imitation of the car doors when they had arrived at the hotel. All Alaric and Elijah did was sigh and get back to getting ready for their meeting, confident in their ability to weather whatever storm those three could throw their way.