30 September 1914
"What is that harms fairies?" Amneris looked up from her magazine. Kol was sprawled out spread eagle on her floor, right in front of the fire. She was sitting daintily on her bed with her back against the headboard. "What do you mean?" He sat up on his elbows and stared at her quizzically. "Well, vampires are killed or injured when stabbed with a wooden stake near the heart. Vervain burns us and ripping out our hearts don't do us much good either, well, normal vampires, at least." He smirked happily. "I don't suffer from that particularly misfortune."
She rolled her eyes and sat up, setting her magazine to the side. "I'm fairly certain ripping out anyone's heart would cause instant death. Not you, of course, but any other being on this planet would perish if their heart was ripped out of their chest." Kol nodded in understanding. "So, what's it for you, my darling? Does silver hurt you or is it something a little more obscure like amethyst or diamond?" Amneris laughed lightly and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
A part of her knew that she could trust Kol no matter what. He'd never betray her for anything but another part of her, her instinctual part, demanded that she never reveal to him what could truly hurt her. Very few actually knew what could harm a fairy and her instincts screamed at her to keep it a secret. "You realize that if I tell you, that you can never tell anyone. It must remain a secret between us." He straightened suddenly and got to his feet. He was very serious all of the sudden. At least he understood the gravity of this situation.
He sat on the bed beside her and gently took her hand in his. He knotted their fingers together and rubbed his thumb across her knuckles. "I would rather die than tell anyone what could harm you." She smiled up at him and nodded slowly. She took a deep breath and pursed her lips, steeling her spine. "Alright, as you know, every creature has a weakness, some more than most. It's nature's way of establishing order, keeping a balance."
She stood and stared out the window. "Wood through the heart is fatal to vampires. The white oak stake is the only thing that can truly kill you. Wolvesbane is harmful to werewolves and so on." She rung her hands together and bit the corner of her bottom lip. She turned to him and smoothed her hands down her dress. "Iron is harmful to fairies. If stabbed through the heart, it's deadly. If ingested, it's extremely poisonous. It won't kill us but it will be extremely painful, don't get me wrong. Vomiting, cramps, cold sweats, night terrors, hallucinations, skyrocketing fevers. The works."
She swallowed thickly. Kol was watching her with rapt attention. "It burns when in direct contact with the skin and can cause bleeding in some instances. I've been lucky enough to avoid contact with the element thus far." She met his eyes and almost flinched at the amount of tension in his gaze. "Very few people know of this weakness considering that I'm a dying breed. I imagine it's still in a few hunters' journals that they'll pass down through the ages."
She looked down at her hands, trembling with nerves that were completely unfounded. She didn't look up when Kol clasped her hands in his. "I'd never let anyone hurt you." She looked up at him and smiled tightly. "Is there a way to help if you come into contact with it?" He asked. It was a legitimate question. One that she knew had the same answer as all the other ailments that plagued the supernatural world. "Well, if it's a dagger, you just pull it out and let it heal. I do have similar healing abilities as yourself, you know." He smiled lightly, studying her intently still.
"Any other form just has to work its way out of the system. Iron supplements just have to travel through the system like any other drug. Powder has to be washed out. Saline is usually the best solution or just regular water." Kol nodded and moved his hands to her hair, brushing it out of her face and down her back. He kissed her forehead gently before wrapping his arms around her.
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Amneris eyed her lover from the window. She had dressed herself for the day in a pair of black skinny jeans and a black and white striped sweater. She had on knee high black leather boots with a thick rubber heel that added a few inches to her height. Her hair was straightened and pinned back at the temples to keep it out of her face.
She turned her eyes back to the sky and plotted all the ways she could get back at Damon Salvatore for breaking Kol's neck. She sighed when she heard him shift on the bed. "And here I was hoping for a warm greeting upon my awakening." She smirked and shrugged, turning to face him. "You should've woken up sooner, then." He snorted and rolled his eyes, sitting up and leaning on his elbows, staring at her blearily. "I was hoping for a morning romp between the sheets but seeing as how you've dressed and done your hair I see now that that's out of the question."
She laughed and stepped towards the bed, watching his stomach flex as he relaxed his elbows and collapsed back down to the mattress. "As I said before, you should've woken up earlier, then." He didn't dignify that with a response. He simply closed his eyes and folded his hands atop his chest. She could see him cross his ankles beneath the sheet. "You disappointed me, Kol." He cracked open his left eye, staring at her. She looked down at the bed and traced nonsensical patterns into the sheet. "I was looking forward to stripping your three piece from you layer by layer but you had to go and get your neck broken didn't you."
He scoffed and sat up, drilling holes into her skull with his eyes. "It wasn't my fault Bekah decided to spare the human. I was all prepared to kill him in the parking lot but oh no, my darling little sister had to go and grow a conscious. All I had time to do was break the blokes hand before that Salvatore idiot got all jaded and decided to throw me off a balcony and break my neck. I wasn't even ready." She smirked and looked up at him, finished playing innocent. "I had to take my dress off all by myself."
Kol's eyes darkened and he leaned towards her, the sheet slipping low against his hips, barely obscuring his manhood. "And I was so looking forward to taking it off of you, darling." He lifted his hand and cupped her cheek, leaning in. She sighed against his lips as he slipped his tongue inside her mouth, tracing her teeth. She looped her arms around his neck and felt him drag her closer, pressing her tight against his chest.
He groaned at the feeling of her rough cotton sweater against the bare skin of his chest. She threaded her fingers in his hair and pressed closer, tucking her bent knees around his hip and against the small of his back.
He pulled away reluctantly and tweaked her nose with his. "As much as I wish to continue down this lovely road, there are many things I'd like to do in this magical town this morning. There is much mayhem to cause and not nearly enough mischief to get into." She grinned widely and practically leapt off the bed. He laughed as he swung his legs over the side. "Hurry and get dressed, I want to see where the Salvatore's live." He rolled his eyes and sauntered into the bathroom. "Is Rebekah home yet? I'd like to see her before we make our rounds."
Amneris rummaged around in her purse, searching for her cell phone. Niklaus had procured her a new addition of the iPhone recently released. It was a nifty little tool with all the bells and whistles. It even included a voice that she could tell to do things. "She wasn't back when I woke this morning, no, but I'm sure she's back now if not shortly."
She looked up and rolled her eyes. It takes her twenty minutes to an hour to get ready in the morning and in the time it takes her to find her phone in her purse, he's dressed and has his hair styled and his boots on before she even looks up from her bag. He smiles innocently at her and gestures to the door. "Shall we, my love?" She smiles and exits first, gliding down the stairs and into the front room.
Niklaus is there with his sketchbook in hand, studiously focusing on his drawing. Kol collapses into the armchair and Amneris sits daintily on the opposite end of the couch from Niklaus. Elijah is skulking around behind them, examining the many objects on the end table. He meets Amneris' eyes and smiles reassuringly. She isn't reassured.
Before she could say anything, Rebekah appeared around the corner and Kol stood up exuberantly. "Well, well, well, there's our girl." He stepped in front of her, blocking her escape. She glared at him. "Get out of my way, Kol." Amneris examined her person. Her hair had fallen from its pristine bump from the night before and her lovely green dress was slightly wrinkled and didn't hang as gracefully off her figure. Her eye makeup was slightly smeared and her foundation was all but gone.
Kol rolled his eyes. "Out all night, what a scandal! I trust you did better than that commoner. Matt, was it?" Rebekah glared and leaned forward. "If you don't shut your mouth the next thing to come out of it will be your teeth." Amneris snickered and met Klaus' eyes. He was equally as amused. Rebekah pushed past Kol and traipsed down the steps. "Don't start, Nik." Klaus raised his eyebrows. "I didn't say anything."
Rebekah collapsed on the couch between the two of them. "I'm bored." Kol said, falling back into his chair, his legs hanging over the arm. "Our sister is a strumpet but at least she's having fun. I need entertainment." Nik rolled his eyes. "What are you waiting for? Go on, have at it." Klaus turned back to his sketchbook while Kol turned pleading eyes to Amneris who simply shrugged and started snapping her fingers, watching the dancing flame that appeared before releasing and starting again. Kol needed to spend some quality time with his older brother. They needed to move past their grievances.
"It's no fun to go alone. Join me, Nik. It's the least you could do after sticking a dagger in my heart." Klaus flicked his eyes up to Kol's and relented. "Why not? I didn't have nearly enough to drink last night, what with you trying to murder Rebekah's date." Kol smirked and stood up from his chair. Rebekah rolled her eyes and stood. "Yes, please, go. This house has enough men rolling around in it." Kol turned and, winking at Amneris, smirked at Rebekah. "Just like you, Bekah."
She threw her shoes at him and he barely dodged them. They made an awful clattering when they bounced off the door. "Good riddance, both of you." Elijah decided now was a good time to speak up. Amneris watched him step around the couch. "Rebekah." She rolled her eyes. "Not you too, Elijah." He didn't look at her as he clasped a clump of sage in his hand. "I'm worried about mother." He said. Amneris sat up and uncrossed her legs, leaning forward. "Have you not noticed her strange behavior?" Elijah stepped down off the hall walkway and approached Rebekah. She drew her eyebrows together and glanced back at Amneris. "She's been dead for a thousand years, what's strange for her?" Elijah held up the sage for her and looked at Amneris.
The fire fairy stood and approached them, watching Rebekah take the sage from him. "Burned sage." Rebekah fingered the clump, her face devoid of emotion and contemplative. "She was doing a privacy spell." Elijah said. Rebekah shook her head and looked at Amneris, handing the sage to her before meeting Elijah's eyes. "You know she fancies such things. Why don't you ask Finn? You know he's been doting on her." Elijah licked his lips and shook his hand, gently retrieving the sage from Amneris' hands. "I don't trust Finn. He hates what we are, he always has."
Rebekah shook her head. "That's not true. And as for mother, she returned for one reason, to make her family whole. She loves us. What trouble are you looking to find?" Elijah didn't answer. Rebekah took that as her exit cue and stepped around him. "I'm going to shower. I smell like a Salvatore." Amneris watched her disappear down the hall and turned to Elijah, opening her mouth. He shook his head and eyed the end of the hall. When it appeared he was satisfied, he looked at her. "What are you thinking, Elijah?"
He sighed and looked back down at the sage in his hand, fingering its burnt edge. "I think we need to have a conversation with Miss Gilbert." Amneris raised an eyebrow and pointed to herself. "We? As in, me and you?" Elijah nodded, pursing his lips. "I think you could be very convincing in certain circumstances."
Amneris wasn't sure if that was a good thing.
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Amneris eyed the front porch of the house they were currently standing in front of. It was wide, much wider then a normal porch but it didn't wrap around like the New Orleans porches tended to. There was a small amount of wooden patio furniture decorating the front of the house but besides that, it was dismally bare. The hanging pots that flowers usually went in were empty and the bushes out front were horribly overgrown. Someone was shirking their duties of home maintenance.
She turned her eyes to the front door when it swung open and a lovely little brunette practically gaped at them. Amneris' hearing wasn't supernatural like Elijah's and even she could tell that this girls pulse just skyrocketed. She raised an eyebrow and let Elijah speak.
"I don't mean to intrude. I was hoping you might accompany us." He turned to the side and gave Elena full view of Amneris. Elena looked her over scrupulously. Good, she wasn't underestimating her. "I'd like to show you something." Elena glanced back into the house before nodding hesitantly. She turned back into the house to grab her coat and Amneris met Elijah's eyes.
He nodded and she retreated into the car, waiting for Elijah to lead Elena out of the house. Elena was stiff walking beside the original vampire but she let him lead her and open the door for her. She situated herself carefully before meeting Amneris' eyes in the rearview mirror. Amneris smiled predatorily before flicking her gaze back to the front. Once Elijah got situated, he started the car and pulled away from the house.
"Forgive me, I haven't made proper introductions. Elena, this is Amneris Pelletier, Kol's partner. Amneris, this is Elena Gilbert." Amneris tilted her head to the side in acknowledgement. "Yes, the doppelgänger Niklaus speaks so highly of. We met last night." She turned in her seat to peer directly at Elena. "At the ball." Elena swallowed thickly land nodded. "Yes, just before Damon threw Kol off a balcony and broke his neck." Elijah snapped his eyes to the rearview mirror and Amneris smirked, glaring at the doppelgänger. "Yes, an…unfortunate occurrence."
Amneris turned back in her seat and seethed silently. Elena was playing with fire, literally, and she didn't even know it. Elijah slowed as they came to a wooden clearing. He shifted into park and glanced first at Amneris and then at Elena. He stepped out of the car and eyed the stone structure in front of them. "I forgot how much I miss this land."
Amneris stepped away from the car and towards the stone. Elijah had explained his plan to her on their way to the Gilbert home. She was a little miffed that she couldn't actually harm the girl but she knew her chance would come. She just had to bide her time. "I can't even imagine what it must've been like a thousand years ago." Amneris rolled her eyes at Elena's grating tone. In her opinion, there was nothing worthwhile about this girl. She was frustrating and flighty and needy. None were redeeming qualities in Amneris' eyes.
"Did you know your school was built over an Indian village? Where I saw my first werewolf." Amneris didn't turn as Elijah and Elena drew closer. "The town square was where the natives would gather to worship. Matter of fact, near that there was a field where wild horses used to graze." Elena sighed, awe struck. "That's incredible."
Amneris ran her hand over the rough stone, letting its crevices catch on her skin and trailing her fingers through its dips and cracks. "Do you know this place too?" Elena asked. Elijah came up beside Amneris and stroked his fingers gently over the stone, staring at Amneris. She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and nodded once.
Elijah said he didn't want her staying with Elena. He wanted Rebekah to handle that job. Amneris was charged with finding Kol and keeping him in line. They were all aware of how volatile he could be when angry. Amneris was there to stem the flow of violence and keep him in check until he was under control long enough to see reason.
"I do. Below us is a cavern I used to play in as a boy. It connects to a system of tunnels that stretch across the entire area. Perhaps its nature's way of providing us with shelter against the savagery of the full moon. My mother said there must be a balance." Elijah's eyes were unfocused as he recalled a memory that only he knew.
Amneris could feel the tension radiating off of Elena. She was growing increasingly nervous and if Amneris could sense it, so could Elijah.
"Elijah, I should probably go home." He turned to Elena. "I admire you, Elena. You remind me of qualities I valued long before my mother turned us." He smiled at her. There was savagery lingering below his smile. Danger swelled off his shoulders and rolled through the clearing. "It's not in your nature to be deceitful and yet," He pointed an accusing finger at the doppelgänger. "When I asked about your meeting with my mother the other night you lied to my face."
Amneris turned to face them now, watching the girl. She shook her head slowly, her eyes giving her away. "That's not true. I told you that all your mother wanted was a new start." Elijah didn't exactly glare at her but it was pretty close. "I can hear your heartbeat. It jumps when you're being dishonest with me. You lied to me at the ball, you are lying to me now."
He approached her, his hands buried in his pockets but his posture threatening. Amneris stayed where she was by the stone, waiting. "Tell me the truth." Elijah's voice deepened and hardened. He was done indulging Elena. "I never wanted this to happen." Her voice was low and soft, she was frightened, as she should be. "What, Elena?" Amneris was surprised that Elijah hadn't vamped out yet. His voice was similar to Kol's when his face changed but Elijah kept cool and didn't break eye contact with Elena.
"We were told that whatever was going to be in that coffin would kill Klaus. When we found out that it was your mother, we didn't know what to think." Elijah shook his head, not quite believing Elena's line of thought. "Since her return she says she only wants this family whole again." Elena nodded slowly. "When she asked to see me I thought maybe she could help. That she would find a way to kill Klaus. It's not just Klaus that she wants to kill."
Amneris' eyes widened and she felt her power surge beneath her skin. Her fingers flexed at the urge to expel her beloved flame from her finger tips and incinerate the threat to her mate. Too bad Esther wasn't around.
"She wants to kill us all, doesn't she?" Elijah didn't sound surprised at all. Elena nodded slowly, her face betraying her fear and anxiety. "She wants to undo the evil she created." Elijah looked over at Amneris, assuming correctly that she would be barely concealing her rage. He turned back to Elena. "I'm so sorry, Elijah. I wish there was something I could do to help." Elijah smiled imperceptibly at Amneris. "You know, one thing I've learned of my time on this earth…" He took a deep breath and stared down at Elena. "Be careful what you wish for." She drew her eyebrows together in confusion.
Amneris sneered and threw her right arm back, bringing forth a monstrous ball of orange flame and slamming it down at her feet. Elijah wrapped his arm around Elena's waist and, before the flame had even died down, leapt into the massive hole she'd created and out of sight.
Amneris swept her left arm across the flames and they went out in a plume of smoke. She peered down into the cavern. "Now what?" She called out. She blinked and Elijah was back on solid ground with her. "Now, Rebekah appears," Speak of the devil. Rebekah popped up on Elijah's left and smiled mischievously at Amneris. "I head to the Salvatore boarding house to converse with the brothers and you," He nodded at Amneris. "Find my brother and keep him occupied until all this has blown over." Amneris drew her eyebrows together as Rebekah jumped into the cavern and Elijah walked back to his car. "What about Damon Salvatore?" Elijah turned to look at her. "Don't I get to rough him up a little bit?" Elijah smiled. "All in good time, Amneris. Just keep Kol busy. Then we'll talk about ruining Damon Salvatore."
Amneris huffed lightly as he walked back to his car. She followed him a few seconds later. He was heading back into town and that was the best way for her to find Kol.
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Amneris stepped into the only bar in town, The Mystic Grill. She eyed the patrons, searching only for one, and smiled when she find him. She sauntered up the inclined walkway and inserted herself into the small space between brothers. Kol smirked down at her and ran his hand down the planes of her back. Klaus rolled his eyes and threw back his scotch.
"Come to join the party, love?" Klaus asked. Amneris smirked and looked over at him. "I got bored all by myself and decided to see what the two of you were getting up to." Kol smirked and gestured to the bartender for another drink. A bourbon was slid down the bar into his waiting hand. "Just catching up, darling. It's been so long since we had a nice long chat between brothers." Amneris quirked an eyebrow and turned to face Klaus. "And what did you boys talk about?" Klaus smirked. "You, mostly." Amneris glared at him and turned her back to him, facing Kol.
He smirked down at her and took a long pull from his bourbon. "So, what did you do all day, love?" She shrugged half-heartedly. "Well, I got to know Elijah a little more. He tells fascinating stories." Kol rolled his eyes. "Then I spent some time wandering around town, taking in all the sights and wondering what it looked like a thousand years ago when you were a boy." Klaus snorted and shook his head. Amneris snapped her head around to glare at him. "What?" He held up his hands in mock surrender. "Nothing, love. Nothing at all."
Kol looked up when a familiar blonde vampire walked into the bar. "I remember her from last night." Klaus turned his head and smiled. Amneris dubiously eyed the vampire. She knew exactly what she was here to accomplish. "She looks like a tasty little thing." Amneris narrowed her eyes and Klaus straightened. "Say another word and I'll tear out your liver." The hybrid snarled.
Caroline made to walk past them but Klaus stopped her with her name. She turned and glared down her nose at him. "Oh, it's you." She crossed her arms over her chest and cocked her hip out to the side. Kol stared at her, wondering what it was that held his brothers interest. Amneris stuck close to Kol's side, ready for anything. "Join us for a drink?" Klaus was almost, almost, hesitant. Kol held up his bourbon. Caroline eyed them both, barely skimming over Amneris before she narrowed her eyes. "I'd rather die of thirst, but thanks."
She walked back the way she came, exiting the bar. Klaus smiled. "Isn't she stunning?" He asked. Kol smirked and took a sip of his drink. "She certainly looks good walking away from you." Klaus set his drink on the counter and straightened his jacket. "I'll take that as a challenge." He nodded once at Kol and Amneris in turn before following the blonde vampire.
Amneris turned back to her vampire and smiled at him. "So, have you and Klaus just been drinking your way through the liquor supply?" He smirked and finished off both his and Niklaus' drink. "I'm a vampire, love. It takes a lot for me to start feeling it." She smirked at him before turning her eyes to the nearby pool tables. The history teacher/vampire hunter that Damon Salvatore spent time with was playing a game with a woman she didn't recognize. The hunter kept stealing glances in their direction.
"I want to play pool." Kol raised his eyebrows and let her drag him to an empty table. "I distinctly remember beating you last time we played." She grinned and racked up the balls. "Well, my love, it's been a hundred years since then. I've been developing my game. I think I'm a good match for you now." He grinned lewdly and watched her bend over the table to break the table.
His brows rose in surprise when she sunk both a stripe and a solid. She grinned and straightened, deciding on stripes. "I stand corrected. You've improved, indeed." She grinned up at him and sank another stripe but missed her third shot. Kol grinned and leaned over the edge, aiming for the two. Amneris leaned on the edge of the table next to him and carded her fingers through his hair.
He didn't even glance at her. "Now, love, I gave you a fair shot, I think I deserve the same treatment." She giggled and leaned forward, tracing her tongue along the shell of his ear. She felt him shudder and watched as his aim shook. "Darling, you're not playing fair." She hummed and he stiffened. As he went to take his shot, she tongued his earlobe and pulled it between her teeth. The ball went wide and bounced off the side of the table. The cue ball sank into the center pocket. He huffed and straightened, glaring at her.
She smirked and skipped around to the other side, lining up her shot. She gasped sharply when Kol molded himself to her back, tracing his hand along her outstretched arm. He buried his head in the side of her neck and she turned into it. He groaned and tugged at the skin of her throat, raising a mark. She pressed her hips back into his and suppressed her sigh at the feel of his hard length against her backside.
Suddenly, his weight dropped heavily onto her and she felt his knees give out. She twisted enough to wrap her arm around his back. She saw the history teacher and his lady friend blocking them from view and a white oak dagger protruding from Kol's back. She glared at the hunter and raised her free hand to burn him but a sudden stinging at her throat had her hissing. The woman had an iron bladed dagger at her throat and the metal burned her skin on contact. "I know exactly what you are. I wouldn't try anything if I were you." She snarled.
The hunter quickly eased Kol off of her and onto the floor. Amneris cursed her distractedness. She'd come over to keep a closer eye on them and instead she'd lost sight of their goal and had gotten Kol daggered. She jerked away from the hunter when he began to bind her wrists. They started to burn and she knew they must've been infused with iron. The hunter had done his homework. The woman pressed harder against her throat and this time blood welled against her skin. "I know you need your hands to produce your precious flame so I'm just going to take the liberty of binding them so you can't hurt anyone." The hunter stated. She gasped when he tugged roughly on the knots.
Amneris snarled at him and pressed forward, ignoring the burning at her throat and the trickle of blood. Her favorite sweater was ruined and it was all their fault. "I will murder you for this." The hunter didn't even seem fazed as he finished off her binds. He nodded to his companion who wrapped a hand around Amneris' wrist and pulled her from the room.
The hunter dragged Kol out of the room and into a back storage room where a door was open leading to an outdoor stairwell. The woman pushed Amneris through the door. She landed hard in a heap at the feet of the Salvatore brothers. She stood shakily and brought her hands up to send them up in flames but the older one threw a dark powder at her. She shrieked when it got in her eyes. Iron powder.
She fell back to her knees and clawed at her skin, trying to get it off. She clenched her eyes shut. She could feel the powder burrowing into her flesh, burning her everywhere it touched. She could feel blood welling up in the corners of her eyes and she wailed. She brushed the offending powder from her face, uncaring of the sizzling sound her hands made when they came in contact with the powder. Until the powder wash cleansed from her skin, it would continue to burn her skin and blind her.
Blood ran in rivets down her cheeks as she clawed desperately at her cheeks.
She distantly heard a commotion beside her before the body of the hunter was thrown against the wall in front of her, unconscious. She wiped at her face still, taking blood and iron with it in her haste to be rid of the element. She jerked against the hands that tugged at her wrists, breaking the binds and pulling her hands away from her face. "Let me see, love."
She turned her face up to Kol's and shuddered at his violent snarl. "I'll kill them all." He cupped her face and wiped her bloody tears away with his thumbs. He looked up at Elijah and Niklaus. "Go, find mother, stop her. I need to fix this." Klaus nodded before zooming up the stairs and away from the bar, quickly followed by Elijah. Kol lifted her into his arms, cradling her like a small child before running to the house.
Amneris couldn't see anything. She could feel the wind rush through her hair and the sound of Kol's frantic heartbeat against her cheek but she couldn't see anything. She could still feel the iron stinging her eyes. She clutched desperately at his Henley, bunching the material in her fists.
Kol sped them up the stairs and into their bathroom, turning the shower on full blast. He had the forethought to rid her of her sweater and boots before depositing her underneath the spray. She turned her face up to the delicious stream and let it wash the iron off her skin. She felt him step in behind her and pressed her head back to rest against his shoulder. She went willingly and trembled beneath the frigid water.
Kol wrapped an arm around her chest and pressed his free hand to the side of her face. "Can you open your eyes, love? I need to wash them out." She whimpered and pressed them tightly together, blood leaking out of the corners. Kol cursed and wiped them away. "Come on, love." She bit her bottom lip and slowly opened her eyes. She felt the water wash over her eyes and the relief was almost instant.
The burning slowly began to fade and she felt her eyes start to regenerate. Once she was certain the iron had left her vision, she closed her eyes and sagged back against him. A few minutes later, Kol turned the water off and eased her out of the shower. He relieved her of her ruined jeans before depositing her on the bed. It wasn't long before he joined her and curled up behind her, caging her back against his chest.
"As soon as you're well, we'll leave this place. We need a vacation, darling. Somewhere that we won't be bothered by my brother's petty tiffs between teenagers. Somewhere where you won't get iron thrown in your face and I won't get daggered at every corner. Somewhere where we can relax and recuperate. Get some practice in before we make Damon Salvatore pay for what he's done to us."
She smiled and pressed her lips against his forearm. "Can we go somewhere where we can practice before we find him again? I need to perfect my techniques before I torture him." She felt Kol smirk against the skin of her neck. "Of course, darling. Where ever you wish, I will take you." She smiled and snuggled deeper into his embrace.
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I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long. We just got done with sorority recruitment a few weeks ago so that kept me pretty busy. I'm still getting into the swing of things on campus so I'm still trying to readjust and I honestly just haven't had time to write while I've been back at school.
Thank you so much for sticking with it and I'm going to try to be better about updating more. I forgot to mention in the last chapter, I posted a link on my profile that'll show you a picture of Amneris' dress from the ball. I don't think I did it justice in the chapter before this so if you want to take a look at it, feel free.
Thanks again for sticking with me!