A/N: Loved writing this chapter especially! The bite scene is one of my favourites but then again they all are xD Enjoy!
Chapter 33: Blood
"You're extremely stubborn sometimes." Elijah pondered as they walked to the docks that Thierry had spoken of and Hayley flashed him a look.
She was about to speak in defence though as she turned to face Elijah she noticed his attention had been diverted as he stared straight ahead, his eyes locked onto a building.
"Warehouse 57." Elijah spoke aloud and they both rushed into the building discovering Rebekah in the process. Her brother bolted rapidly towards her, unable to conceal his concern as he saw the state in which she was.
Hayley followed him close behind her eyes falling to the blonde original that lay desiccated in a sandy circle formed by witchy symbols and candles, a mark horribly carved into her forehead.
"Witches." Hayley almost hissed the word since bad experiences with them weren't as surprising anymore. They were really getting on her nerves now.
They both rushed forward to retrieve Rebekah although felt a strong force meet them hard causing them to bounce back violently. Elijah instantly turned to Hayley to check that she was alright, his palm grazing her hand as they got back to their feet. His eyes met hers and he was immediately reassured that she was okay.
"What's happening?" Hayley asked catching her breath and dusting her palms.
"Some sort of boundary spell." Elijah replied back in his mechanical mode his eyes locked onto his little sister.
"Someone's channelling her. Typically it's a lethal process but because she's an original she can't die." He spoke aloud and Hayley drank in the information thinking carefully.
"So she's an endless source of power." She breathed in realisation.
Elijah nodded.
"But then what are we supposed to do?" Hayley asked hoping desperately he had an answer.
"We have to get her out of there." Elijah answered unable to provide a more elaborate plan.
"Yes but how?" Hayley spoke eagerly and Elijah paused for a second before an idea hit him.
"A witch. Let us ask a witch." He spoke while slipping out his phone and swiftly selecting a number.
"Elijah?" Sophie's voice poured out of the phone surprised by the identity of her caller. Hayley herself was surprised too.
"No time for details. Rebekah is in danger. She' trapped in some sort of boundary spell that's channelling her energy. How do we break it?" he spoke fast and to the point.
Sophie mumbled taken aback by this sudden request.
"You're not listening we cannot enter the circle." He spoke firmly while pacing in agitation.
"There's some kind of confinement spell or..." Elijah thought his words trailing.
"Look if I can't remove her we can't break the link." He warned pushing back his suit and placing his hand on his hip.
Hayley watched him carefully trying incredibly hard not to be distracted despite the circumstances, she bit down hard on her thumb. her other hand folded behind her elbow.
"It's a convoluted spell; it's like a witch's recipe. You can spoil the bounds by adding a more potent ingredient, a mystical binding agent." Sophie explained and another thought entered Elijah's mind.
"I don't know volcanic ash, rock salt, anything up to and including eye of newt." Sophie continued to speak hurriedly as Elijah slowly crouched down to examine the circle's edge which was keeping him away from saving his sister.
"What about the blood of a witch." He enquired pondering over a thought while looking at Rebekah.
"Do you have the blood of a witch?" Sophie asked baffled.
Elijah cut off the phone placing it back into his jacket pocket and then turned to face Hayley whose hands slid to her stomach protectively.
"Hayley I need a favour." He spoke sincerely looking at her directly in the eye from where he was crouched.
"The baby." Hayley replied still clutching her bump.
Elijah nodded but knew this was this only way.
"She's a quarter witch" Hayley spoke and Elijah stood to his feet nearing her, his fingers brushing her wrist.
Hayley took a few steps forward, her eyes washing over Rebekah who was the priority in this case. She really had grown fond of the woman and she no less felt like family. They had to save her and this was the way.
Elijah watched her with strange sense of awe and admiration as she turned to him and offered him her arm. His heart felt as if it would leap out of his chest as she nodded to give him permission. He could almost hear the blood rushing through her veins and suddenly parts of him that were sleep awoke.
Hayley took another step closer to him, feeling slightly anxious since she hadn't really been bitten before. He was her first.
Elijah noticed her tremble and one of his hands curled around her waist pulling her against him and he felt her warmth engulf him, the sound of their hearts close together making things easier.
His other hand then grasped her wrist and he traced her skin with his thumb while gazing into her pupils. His eyes darkened and he almost waited for her to recoil but she didn't even blink as he drew her wrist closer to his mouth, the grip around it naturally tightening.
Hayley's own pulse not began to increase as his lips neared the vessel pumping in her arm.
"This isn't an experience you're supposed to enjoy. Is it?" Hayley found herself thinking as adrenaline pumped inside of her and the sight of him increased her high.
Elijah's lips then parted and sank down on her skin and she inhaled sharply as she felt the warmth of his kiss and then the sharp pierce of his fangs which made her eye lashes flutter as she blinked repeatedly, biting down on her teeth. She scrunched up her eyes as he sucked slightly unable to help himself.
Elijah felt a rush as he tasted her, he had imagined this many times but no memory compared. Smelling her blood at the harvest ritual had done enough though this was exquisite. He fought hard to remind himself not to drink and as a result almost roughly let go, focusing on his sister.
When he removed Hayley's bitten arm there was blood smeared on his lips and he struggled even harder to fight the urge to lick each drop and so he took a step back however was still unable to hide the look of hunger in his eyes.
He guided her arm to the circle, while both of them tried to recover from the tension that even now lingered heavily in the air and squeezed her wrist tight enough as to allow some blood to drip.
The circumference sizzled breaking the bound and Elijah carefully stepped in swiftly scooping Rebekah and stepping out from the confines just as fast.
Hayley moved a blonde lock away from her face which still remained grey.
"We need to get her some blood." Elijah thought out loud and Hayley nodded as they began to make their way out of the warehouse.
Their eyes met for a moment but they both forced themselves to look away, hearts still thudding.
Both their minds lingered on his last word.