The Gift of Eternity

by GothGirl1996

Alana and Elijah have been friends for over 300 years after they met in Paris when Elijah was a dignitary and Alana's father was the English Ambassador for the French King. As a witch she is very powerful and thus a great asset to Klaus and Elijah's fight for power once more in New Orleans. Elijah calls for her when Francesca's group get out of hand and start affecting Klaus' power

6. Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Ring collection

Later that evening, Elijah, Hayley, Niklaus and Alana gathered in the courtyard of the compound. Elijah took Alana's hand tightly in his own, for protection and to know she was at his side.

Alana sensed his confusion and fear and squeezed his hand so he looked at her. "Always, Elijah. I will always be at your side." She vowed and he smiled weakly at her. Then they left, Hayley in search of the werewolves with the rings from her pack and Elijah and Alana headed off to Francesca's home to take the rings from her and her bodyguards.

When they reached the house, Alana dropped Elijah's hand and blew open the front door, Francesca rushed out of her office and stood, stock still in the hallway. "Who are you?" Francesca asked stunned and confused.

"You must be Francesca. I'm Alana Mikaelson, pleasure to meet you... I believe you know my husband, Elijah?" Alana said sweetly and Elijah emerged from behind her, wiping his fingers on his handkerchief, he was also wrapping something in it, but Alana didn't want to know, she could guess though.

"You..." Francesca said frightened.

"Yes, good evening, Miss Correa. I suppose now that this house has been handed over to the historical society..." Elijah smiled, lifting his foot letting it hover dubiously over the threshold. Francesca shook her head in fear. "Anyone can enter, can't they?" Elijah stepped over the threshold and Francesca walked away slowly, her bodyguards shielding her.

Alana raised her hand and muttered under her breath an incantation, focusing on the bodyguards. The men dropped like stones and Elijah collected the rings. But Francesca escaped. When the bodyguards rings were gathered, Elijah took Alana's hand and took her back to the compound.

"...9, 10, 11... There's one missing." Alana said as she counted the stones into the bowl beside her on the table in the compound's courtyard.

"12- Francesca Correa's." Hayley said happily, brandishing the ring as she walked into the compound, blood drying on her chin.

"Good." Alana said as Hayley ripped out the stone and dropped it on top of the others in the bowl. "Forged with fire, they can only be destroyed with water." She raised a large pewter water jug and met Niklaus' eye as she poured the water over the stones, causing them to hiss as they were destroyed. She saw the power return to Niklaus' face and it made her happy, knowing he would be well again.

"Thank you, Alana." Niklaus said, stroking her hair as he passed her.

"You're welcome, Klaus." Hayley and Klaus left together to dispose of Francesca's body. When they were gone, Elijah wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

"Merci beaucoup, Alana." Elijah smiled at her, peace semi-restored to his family. 'Thank you very much, Alana' Elijah had said in their shared French tongue.

"Mon plaisir, mon ami." Alana replied and kissed Elijah's cheek before heading up to her room to sleep. 'My pleasure, my friend.' Elijah saw a happy look in her eye and it made him feel more contented.

Elijah remained where he was and smiled. Everything would be okay now, wouldn't it?