Chapter 3

The MIkaelson's ball present day.

Finn, Kol and their wives dance together and Elijah and Emmalyn did for a short while before Henry fell asleep in his mothers arms, his head on her breast. Elijah and Emmalyn excused themselves to take their son up to sleep on Elijah's bed. Once they had laid their boy down Elijah took hold of Emmalyn and hugged her tightly.

"How are you here, Emmalyn?" He said into her hair as he hugged her.

"I do not know but I am glad to be back with you, dear husband." Emmalyn sighed, holding onto Elijah tightly. "I have a feeling your mother is up to something."

"You would know, my dear witch." Elijah teased, rubbing his nose against hers. "I suppose you are right, she usually is."

"Kiss me." Emmalyn smiled at him and Elijah complied quickly and she didn't have to ask him twice. Soon passion had overridden their conscience minds and Elijah had his wife pinned to the far wall away from their sleeping son. He had untied her halter neck dress and the green satin was pooled around her waist and revealing her black lacy bra to Elijah. Her legs were around his waist and his hands were on her thighs under her dress, pushing it higher to reveal more of her. She giggled and Elijah pulled away a little.

"We don't have to do this, Emmalyn... well not now anyway." Elijah smiled.

"No, I need you." Emmalyn complained and moved her hands to unbuckle his trousers and pull him from his confinement. They spent the next half hour quenching their need for each other and the whole time Henry slept unaware of what his parents were doing only a few strides from him.