-Disclaimer- I don't own TVD or any of its characters. All rights belong to the owners. AN: I actually thought I would abandon this story, but while I wrote some other chapters, for other stories, I got an idea. So now I'm basically trying to make that idea work.
*Last chapter*
An hour later, when everybody left. I was just preparing to go to bed. Outside just started a storm, it there was a lot of wind and it was raining cats and dogs. I went to check on Ryan when I heard glass shatter and some noises. Then it was quiet again and suddenly I heard a vase break. 'Oh god, what's that. Have the murders already found me?' I slowly tried to go without a sound to my room, because earlier I found a baseball bat in my closet. I took the bat and slowly walked down stairs. The sound now came from the kitchen. I tried to see something, but I couldn't. Then I risked walking into the kitchen and when something jumped at me I screamed.
*End of last chapter*
Elena's P.O.V.
I don't know how long I screamed until I realized that what had jumped on me was a simple cat. The cat had probably entered the house, after the branch had broken the window and the vase just in front of the window must've fallen then. I quickly took the cat in my arms and tried to calm it down, it was all wet and I felt sorry for that poor animal. Thankfully my screaming hadn't woken Ryan and I decided to go back to sleep. I would let the cat sleep in a basket with some blankets and tomorrow morning I would start to search for his or her master.
I had just prepared the basket and all, when I heard loud knocking on my backdoor. I was so frightened, that I nearly let my mug fall on the floor. 'Who could this be?... Shit! They've found me!' I screamed in my thoughts and quickly grabbed the phone. Grabbing a knife and putting my finger on the call button, I made my way towards the backdoor. Thankfully it was not completely made of glass and the police had put curtains and security cameras. I then went quickly over to the hidden cabinet in the kitchen and opened it. Inside were the screens of the security cameras and suddenly I wasn't sure if I had closet the door or not. 'Always check twice…' I told myself and concentrated on the screens.
While I studied the screens, I noticed that there was one man standing in front of the door. For a moment I looked away from the screens and quickly noticed that the knocking had stopped. He was still standing there, not moving, he was simply waiting. 'One guy… That shouldn't be too much of a problem to handle… But what if he's a Vampire?...' I suddenly thought and my fear grew as I didn't know if the house was in my name or in someone else's. 'Why shouldn't they put my name on it?...I'm living here after all…' I tried to convince me, but failed miserably. 'Why would they, on the other hand?... It would be a complete waste… Oh no!... They probably didn't!' That was the last thought I had before the doorknob started to move. It turned from one side to the other, I couldn't go move around as the door was, thank god, closed. 'That was really luck…' I thought with a moment of relieve, but my fear swiftly came back.
While my panic started rising, I looked around for a possible hiding spot. I then found the little storage room, just next to the backdoor. From there I would be able to see the intruder, but he wouldn't see me. I could watch him through the little holes and decide if I wanted to act or not. And without waiting any longer, I quickly ran into that closet and kept as calm as possible. Seconds later I heard the doorknob getting ripped out or broken and seconds later the door opened, blocking my view only for some seconds, before the person closed it right back. 'He probably doesn't want anyone seeing him, when he's going to kill me…' I thought and really had to keep my panic under control, as the person turned his head only for a second. Instantly I stopped breathing, but didn't stop looking through the holes in the closet. I tried to see his face, but I couldn't it as the shadows were hiding it. 'Just like in horror movie…'
The person didn't wait any longer and continued into the hallway. There he had apparently discovered the door, which led to the cellar and was currently… listening inside? 'A normal person wouldn't do that… A normal person would look inside… Oh my god!... The person must be a Vampire or …something else…' I realized and gently placed the knife on the shelve next to me. It was dark in this closed and I couldn't see much. There was a heavy vase in a corner, some brooms, cleaning products and some light bulbs. 'Of course there wouldn't be anything useful…' I thought, while I saw the probable Vampire close the door again.
He suddenly stopped in his every movement and looked at the staircase. 'No, please! I can't let him go upstairs… Ryan is defenseless!' I thought and crawled over to the vase. It was heavy, but I knew I would be able to lift it. Looking one last time back at the vase and the guy, I quickly took the vase and opened the door of the closet. I took step after step, hoping he wouldn't hear me. I was sure that the Vampire wouldn't be able to smell me, as I had sprayed a lot of perfume in the early in the hallway. I had had to do that, since there was a horrible smell coming from the ventilation.
Before another second passed, I lifted the heavy vase and let it shatter over his head with all the force I could pull together. I knew that it wouldn't keep him out for long, but at least some seconds. Not waiting to check if he was really knocked out or not, I sped up the stairs into Ryan's room. Just as I opened the door I saw him opening his eyes. I quickly locked the door and went to get Ryan out of his crib. I then let myself down, leaning against the wall and simply held Ryan against my chest. Ryan quickly seemed to realize that something was wrong, as he didn't want to hold still. "Shhh… Ryan, shh…" I tried to sooth him, while I heard the steps crack under the weight of the Vampire.
I don't know how I was able to do it, but I was able to stay calm enough to have some rational thoughts. Ryan was now starting to cry, I knew that the Vampire had already heard us and that he knew where we were, so there was no point in silencing him. I just tried to calm him down and make him alright. Soon after the floorboards in front of the door cracked and the doorknob started turning, but as the door was looked it couldn't go far. Suddenly the turning stopped and for a moment the world seemed to stop turning. There was absolutely no sound, Ryan had stopped crying and I think I even stopped breathing.
For a millisecond I thought that everything was finished, that it was just a bad dream I was just having, that I would soon wake up. But the next moment I knew that it was the cruel reality, that I wouldn't soon wake up to find myself in my comfy bed at home, in Mystic Falls. The door flew into the opposite wall and in the doorway stood the Vampire. As soon as the door crashed into the wall, Ryan began crying. If I hadn't been in such a stance of panic, I would've tried to sooth him, but I couldn't seem to move. My eyes were locked on the Vampire. His face was still in the shadows, meaning I still couldn't see it, but this time I could see what he was wearing. He was wearing a dark grey suite, with a blue shirt and the top button of it was open. He had shoes of the same color as the suit, all in all he was perfectly dressed for a banker or something. There was not one imperfection… Well expect for the white crumbles on his shoulders and I was sure there was some in his hair too.
'He looks like…' I was thinking and just as he took a step forward I recognized him. "Elijah…" I whispered and again the world seemed to stop turning, as I watched him looking and me. He was studying me from head to toe, that's when his eyes caught sight of the still crying Ryan. As soon as he looked at Ryan, a sudden urge overcame me and I put my arms more around Ryan protecting him from Elijah's sight. This movement seemed to have gotten Elijah out of his thoughts. He stood up more straight, if that was even possible and cleared his throat. "Katherine, or should I call you… Alexis?" He said coldly, with some mocking and looked back at me. I stood up and straightened as well, making sure Ryan was okay, only then did I answer Elijah's question. 'Not again! When will this finally stop?!' I asked myself and had to hold back some pretty intense curses.
"Elena. You can call me Elena." I said trying to hide my annoyance and slight fear in my voice. At that Elijah looked really shocked for an instant, but he quickly put back in place his unreadable expression. "What are you doing here?" I asked him and not moving from my spot and not changing my tone. "A friend told me he had seen the doppelgänger, but I did not expect to find you, Elena." He said a bit more friendly and put on the light. He then looked around and nodded, before he looked back at me. "Nice room." He simply said and sat down in the rocking chair, which is in one of the corners of the room. "Thanks…" I laughed a bit on the borders of my still present fear. "But you didn't just break into my house, to tell me that this room was nice, didn't you?" I asked, thankful that Ryan had stopped crying. Ryan had discovered a long strand of my hair and was playing with it, gurgling from time to time.
"No, I didn't. I originally came here to get Katherine, since my friend mentioned he had seen a doppelgänger and I was nearly sure that you were still in Mystic Falls with your friends and family, I thought it couldn't be anyone but Katherine." He said and continued studying Ryan. "Well perhaps you should check your information's next time, before you act on them. You do know that because of you I have to broken doors, a wall with a lot of damage and a broken vase." I accused and shot him a glare. Elijah then swiftly stood up and trapped me in a corner. "Careful, Elena. Do not forget who you're speaking to and besides… You were the one who broke the vase." He said and stood back. As soon as he had stepped a bit away he seemed to realize what he had just done and I could see something in his eyes, but it was quickly gone as he began giving glares in Ryan's direction. 'He mustn't like crying children…' I thought before I turned my attention to Ryan.
"It's alright, Ryan… Shhh, calm down… We're all okay… It's all okay…" I whispered into his ear and rocked him, trying to make him stop crying. When it came to children I was always unsure of what to do. The children themselves either loved me or hated me, there was no in-between. And when Jeremy was smaller he was always crying, mum had said he was crying because of his stomach cramps and so I always went to Caroline's or Bonnie's, since I really didn't like children crying. I remember I had always been happy, that I had to stay seldom alone with Jer when he was crying. Mum had always been there and she had always known what to do.
Now I was alone, responsible for baby and I had no one to help me. Something inside me told me to follow my instincts and so I gently rocked him and whispered into his ear over and over again. I didn't care that Elijah was still in the room watching me, I didn't care that he had seen my fear… All I cared for was Ryan, his wellbeing and his safety.
I don't know how long it took me to calm Ryan down, but once he had stopped crying, I continued to hold him and to calm him. Soon after I noticed that he had fallen asleep in my arms and I couldn't keep down the smile I had, while I watched him sleep. That's when I remembered where I was and who was next to me. So I quickly put Ryan into a portable crib and lifted it. 'Wow… That's heavier than I thought… How can women carry this around all day long?' I asked myself while I quickly walked out of the room, not carrying to say something to Elijah. I then walked to my room and placed the crib on my bed, making sure it couldn't fall down and that Ryan was warm enough. Once I had all checked it, I put the baby phone, which I had taken with me, on the nightstand and attached the other to my pajama pocket, before I walked out and closed the door behind me.
I nearly screamed, when I turned around and Elijah was standing directly behind me. 'Was he the entire time behind me?...' I wondered while I tried to calm down my heartbeats, not an easy task after this entire evening. "I think we have to talk." Elijah stated and frowned at the pajamas I was wearing. I was wearing an old, navy-blue shirt of my dad, which was way too big for me, and an as trousers I had trousers with Superman's logo all over them. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Okay, but not here. Let's go downstairs." I whispered and didn't wait before I walked into the living room.
The way to the living room, seemed the longest I had ever taken. There was a silence, you just couldn't describe it with words. Together with my mixed feelings about this situation and the evening's event, it was just uncomfortable. Once seated I mentioned for Elijah to speak. I was maybe a bit unfriendly, but when someone breaks into your house in the middle of the night, scares everyone who's inside and sees' you in your pajamas, especially if it's someone who you haven't seen in over a year and if it's someone you're not particularly close… You just can't stay socially correct and friendly. "The child… Whose child is it?" He asked after he had stopped himself, to rephrase what he wanted to say. "I don't know." I said and after I saw his momentary shocked looked, I quickly realized what he must've been thinking.
"No! Elijah…" "I'm not judging you, Elena. It's your life…" He said interrupting my explanation. "No… What I wanted to say, is that Ryan is… not my child." I explained and looked into Elijah's eyes. "But… Why is he here?" He asked and raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner. "He's part of the reason why I'm here and not in Mystic Falls… About two nights ago, I was… the… witness of a murder." I said, but had to stop when the terrible image of the crime came into my mind. "A murder? In Mystic Falls?" Elijah questioned and leaned slightly forward, a sign that he was quite interested in my tale. "Yes, in the woods of Mystic Falls to be precise… I was walking around and I suddenly heard strange sounds and noises… When I arrived at the origin I discovered a body lying on the ground and a bit further away… Ryan. But we, I, wasn't alone. There were two men… The murderers… They saw me and…" "You took the baby and these people are out trying to kill you. That's why you're under the police's protection and why you changed your name." Elijah finished and all I could do was nod.
After that Elijah sighted heavily and tussled a bit his hair with his hand. He really seemed to be preoccupied, but there was something behind his entire posture. It was as if he was already overthinking something, weighting options and other things. 'I wonder what he's thinking about… He really seemed tormented…' I thought while I observed Elijah. "Well… I can arrange a plane to depart in about an hour, maybe less… You don't need to pack anything." Elijah said and pulled out his cell. "Stop, stop, stop! What are you talking about?" I asked, once I was able to interrupt him. 'What was he talking about? A plane? Packing?' I wondered and gave him another questioning look.
"To go somewhere where you can be in security." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "But I am already in security, am I not?" I asked him, suddenly feeling frightened again. "Of course not, Elena! If I was able to find you in about two days, without searching for you… think about it! No, I can't let you here knowing that two are trying to kill you. I will not do that!" Elijah finished more loudly and got up, pacing around. 'That's an Elijah I really don't know… ' After some time of reflection, I had made up my mind. Elijah really had a point, he had found me not really wanting to… Besides, now I hadn't to look only for myself, but I had the responsibility for a child too.
"Alright… If I come with you, what do I have to do?" I asked him and again I had, unwillingly, succeeded in shocking him. "I did not think I would be able to convince you so fast, but that's to my great pleasure. As for your question… Nothing. I promised to protect you and again I failed miserably." Elijah said and was able to shock me. This time it was Elijah who succeeded in shocking me, as I had never had the impression, that he had failed me. "Elijah, you did not fail me. How would've you known, that I was in danger? You were gone since long." "Well, if that's all settled… We could leave, in about half an hour… Oh, I missed to tell you, that we're going to fly with a helicopter, not a plane." He clarified and took out his phone once again. 'What a scandal!' I thought amused and walked upstairs to check on Ryan.
After a journey of about two and a half hours, we landed in front of a big mansion. It was on top of a hill surrounded by thick woods. I couldn't seem to stop admiring the beauty of it. "Elena, this is my house. You're welcome as long as you want to stay. Feel free to search the houses and the grounds, but don't go too far away… We never know when these… people might show up." Elijah said and led me towards the house. "Oh and before I forget it. Ryan can have his own room, but if you want we can put him in the same room as yours." "It's fine if he has his… as long as he isn't too far away. If that's possible, of course." I said and smiled towards him. "This was already arranged." He said and turned me around just in time for me to see the door open. And in the doorway stood my old 'friend' Rebekah. 'Hurray! It's so nice to see her…' I thought with a lot of sarcasm and forced a smile.
What did you think?... I personally liked to write the part about the 'mysterious' person, who's entering the house. Anyway… I hoped you liked this chapter and please review to let me know what you thought. P.S.: I don't know when I'll update next time, but it certainly won't take as long as it did this time.
