Hey guys sorry that last chapter had a lot of bad spelling in it, but I fixed it twice and it wouldn't save so I was really pissed about that, but now here's the third chapter.. I know, there is no lemon in this one, but I wanted to show a soft side to Elijah then what were normally use to seeing. With his awesome hot vampire ass self.

-looks down as he walks by- "yeah….very hot ass self."

Okay sorry back to story please review.

I had never talked about my past before, especially to a human that was meant to be a sacrifice, but she needed to trust me if not a little. Elena had two strong vampire to protect to her, but she needed to know that I meant her no harm, and that Elijah would keep his word.

"your um his…"

"girlfriend, lover, fiance, wife and so on and so on yes I am." Over the decades I went from being called many names but never wife before and yet it thrilled me still. there was an awkward quite before Elena spoke up once more.

"have you met katherine?"

It was a question I had never been asked before but I was well aware who Katherine was. Groaning I turned to face Elena who now stood in the living room with her arms folded over her chest.

"no I haven't, but from what elijah has told me, you and her are completely different except for looks of course."

Elena seemed taken aback by my words. "yes Elena, Elijah tells me everything that happens out here, including that Katherine is underneath the tomb right now draining of blood as we speak."

I knew of Katherine's were abouts since we arrived to mystic falls, but I dared not go see her. next to Elijah, Katherine was probably 500 years old which meant she was a lot stronger then me. But if it came down to it Katherine would have her hands full challenging me.

"wait so how old are you.."

That question was another one of my least favorites to answer. Even Elijah had found it rude that I had asked him that after our 3rd date. I only rolled my eyes at the humans curiosity, but I answered her none the less.

"older then Stefan and Damon that's for sure." Okay so It wasn't a straight forward answer, but to know my exact age would prompt her into thinking Stefan and Damon could possibly take me on. They couldn't but if they work together I possible could have my hands full.

"but I was born around a time where woman were used to only marry rich men. men that could take care of them while we became their breeding tools."

Elena moved towards to couch and slowly sat down, not sure on whether to let her guard down, but she did. I nodded before moving to another part of the wall where books were lined up on the floor and on the shelves. It reminded me of all those times I had sneaked a book or two in my room to read. I hadn't realized that my hand had moved to touch my back while I brushed my fingertips along the books. my brows pushed together at the memory...

"you okay…?"

"ya just a memory"

My mother and i took a carriage down to the city. My sister and younger brother went to visit our grandmother on our fathers side, she adored my siblings, but despised my mother and I. my father was a man with light brown hair and my mother blonde. It always bothered me why I had dark black hair and blue eyes. But I neither cared of the reason, for my mind was preoccupied at the moment.

"are you sure you want me to go alone mother, I can accompany you to the market…." I whispered as the carriage moved toward the city where I was to meet my new suitor. "Elijah can meet with me later…"

My mother only shook her head at me. "no my dear, you and Elijah have a good afternoon together, and please do be careful." My mother and father had been trying to marry me off since I was 16, so now that a man was interested she was in a hurry to merry me off.

" besides your father is to meet up with me later this evening…"

That was when I decided to go with Elijah and accompany him instead. It had been a week or so since our last visit, but this would be considered our fourth outing together. The first time had been around my home, the second was supervised in the city while the third was afternoon tea with my family, but now it was me and him walking around the park. It excited and yet thrilled me to the bone to finally get to speak with him like we had that first day.

"your father is looking forward to meeting Elijah.." my mother stated, but I knew better then to get my hopes up. My father had a weird taste in men when It came to me. If I didn't approve of the man my father treated them like royalty, but if I showed a little interest my father immediately disapproved. I couldn't bare the thought of losing Elijah, he had been the only one to care for my well being when others had not. "sylara..?"

"sorry mother, I'm glad father is ready to meet elijah…" I stated although my mother could always tell when I was lying, her hand brushing along my arm but notice how I winced in pain. "lets hope he approves then my dear."

"…" but my thoughts were silenced as I watched a man standing on the corner pull his hat down. He carriage pulled up to the side before halting completely. My eyes never left his form as he opened the door for me, holding out a hand.

"good afternoon m'lady." I tentatively took his hand so that he could escort me out of the carriage.

"good afternoon lady Adams." He stated looking up into the carriage at my mother who only smiled and nodded. "I assure you no harm will come to your daughter."

I wanted to laugh for some reason at his statement, thinking of how he would react if he knew the truth, but I didn't dare. My eyes landing on my mother whose expression darkened as if knowing exactly what I was think about.

"i have no doubts about that good sir, now if you excuse me, my husband and I are going to the theater for a time." My mother loved the theater, ever since she was little, of course my father didn't care but every once in awhile he would take my mother to see it.

"I shall see you at home mother, you and father have fun." My eyes moving from the carriage to Elijah who was watching me very closely with those brown orbs of his.

"very good, take care my dear." With a slight nod to my mother I turned back to Elijah who only held his hand out to me once more. Waiting until the carriage had moved a ways before I took his hand in mine sighing at the feeling of his lips against my glove.

"you look beautiful sylara." I took note that he only called my name first name with others were not around or that he was trying to gain my attention. I called him by his first name when I was alone with him, but around other it was different.

"so do you…." I paused as I watched others walking by giving me a stern look. Elijah had apparently took noticed of my discomfort for he pulled me closure so that my arm wrapped around his.

"are you ashamed of me sylara?"

"not at all!" I practically yelled tightening my grip on his arm. I wasn't ashamed at all just embarrassed that such a handsome man had even taken noticed to someone like me.

Before I knew it his hand was caressing my cheek once more his eyes soft when he starred at me.

"don't worry my dear, no harm." His words were soft to me, making me feel as if I was the most important thing in the world. But I knew that wasn't true. I took the hand that was caressing me into my hand.

"so where shall we go today..?" I had been to excited to notice that we were standing on the side walk not doing much of anything.

"be patient sylara." He murmured against my hair before he walked me past a few homes while horse carriages and others walked by. New york was only a small town but I could already imagine the plans for the city to grow even bigger. We walked a ways past a few houses where children played and where mothers and fathers laughed.

I couldn't help but laugh at the children that ran to tackle there siblings to the ground, catching Elijah's gaze.

"you like children?"

"um…yes I do, there sweet, at times." He chuckled once more making me want to laugh even harder, he had such a handsome smile something that I was learning to love.

"Elijah do you have a family?" I asked, thinking it was acceptable question, but the moment I did I soon regretted asking. Watching as his eyes darken.

"no, I live alone with my house maid and servants, my family passed long ago."

"I'm sorry if Ive upset you.."

He pulled me closure to him and gave another one of his great smiles his brown eyes not meeting them.

"you have nothing to worry about my dear, your family seems nice." I flinched away, glancing at the streets full of people by now.

"so where is it your taking me…" I knew I had avoided the statement, but I had no intention of talking about my family at the moment. Elijah nodded before pulling me to a home where the building went up three stories high with a small house on the side.

"welcome to my home..," was all he stated before he walked me up to the front porch. It was the most beautiful house that I had ever seen with excellent colored wooded floors matching the brick color walls.

"welcome home m'lord." I glanced to my side to see a young woman with dark colored skin bowing before me and Elijah. But it wasn't until she stood did I see a scare marked on her beautiful features. She had long dark hair pulled into a blond braid behind her, with light chocolate eyes that smiled at you.

"sylara this is Sarah, Sarah this is sylara." I bowed in acknowledgement, this caught both Elijah and Sarah off guard, but regardless the woman bowed and smiled.

"it is nice to meet you my dear…" her voice stopped when a little boy ran out of the house and straight towards Elijah his hands held out while he smiled. I giggled for one tooth was missing.

"elissahhhh.." the little one yelled as he reached up for him to pick him up. Elijah shook his head, but he was smiling down at the little one none the less.

"forgive me sir, I've been trying to put him to bed for some time now," I smiled as Elijah bent down and picked the little boy up in his arms and moved up the porch steps.

"its alright Sarah, I've got him." He turned to me for a moment. "sorry this will just take a moment."

(okay I can't really imagine Elijah being such a big softy but hey it's a side maybe no one sees, or he could be trying to impress sylara to lol, don't yell at me yet please hehe.)

I watched for a moment as Elijah walked into the door leaving me alone with the woman named Sarah. She seemed very polite like my hand maiden Amelia. She was watching me with very curiouse eyes that I found myself fidgeting in discomfort.

"forgive for starring my'lady." She gulped afraid she had done something wrong.

"no its quiet alright…" I smiled trying to show her that I wasn't like those slave owners who beat them for the smallest things. I winced at the memory of Amelia trying to protect me from my fathers wrath.

After a moment Sarahwalked me into the front door to reveal a long hall that lead into many different rooms with grand stair case that led to many more rooms.

"it looks like a palace." I whispered awing at the beauty and sculpture of the house, it was certainly bigger then fathers. I laughed at the thought. Sarah and I soon found ourselves in a leaving room that was clearly not like the other part of the house. It was a sitting room for Sarah and her son.

I smiled at the sight before me. Elijah sat on the couch with the little one laying down on his back, his eyes barely open.

"did the boy… run away form them…" the little one yawned his eyes shutting. Elijah stood patting the boy softly on the head. "another time Christopher, another time, ….sleep"

For a man who showed little emotion, he was very gently and kind to the smaller ones. With a quick nod to Sarah, Elijah moved back toward me his expression changing one more.

"I did not know you liked children good sir…" we moved back towards the hall way where two doors led to the main living room and another a dining room of course there was a door that was closed to my eyes that possibly led to the kitchen.

"Christopher and his mother were being sold at an auction a few years back." I glanced back at him, his eyes watching me. "it reminded me how cruel humanity can be to separate a mother and her child at that age, so I bought them together."

Bought was such a strong word but he continued. "but as you can see Christopher lives as any child should to run and play, while his mother cooks and cleans her own home."

"oh so the house next to this is theirs?"

"yes, it is where she and her family can reside during the holidays, all I asked is if she could keep the house clean and cook the meals for my quest…." He paused at the foot of the stairs his eyes watching me.

"are you surprised…?"

"not at all, I've never thought of Amelia as my slave, but as my friend…" I glanced back as if I could see the sleeping little bundle on the couch while his mother sat in the rocker sowing something.

"she is like the mother and father I never had…" I found myself whispering those words and quickly regretted them.

"forgive me, I shouldn't speak out against them…" but he only brushed his fingertips against my cheeks once more, he had a funny way of making me feel like I was standing on clouds.

"sylara…"

"y..yes" I sighed watching as he moved closure to me, his lips inches from mine.

"may I kiss you…?" my mind was lost to the smell and feeling of Elijah all at once. He smelled of true man making me tingle, but being pressed up against him was also so intoxicating. I desperately wanted to kiss him, to know what he tasted like.

Before long I found myself leaning forward on my toes my hands moving to press against his chest. We were so close that my lips barely brushed his before I felt his hand move to the mid of my back, pressing against the torn skin underneath.

"wait…" I pulled away trying to hold my breath, to hide the pain that could easily be seen on my face.

"did I hurt you…?" he asked pulling away form me completely, I weakly shook my head.

"no it wasn't you.. it's just." I winced as I tried to realign the bandaging on my back. The wound had not healed properly yet. "I fell..um yesterday when Amelia and I were hanging laundry out to dry, I was being clumsy."

Elijah watched me for a moment before moving closure to me once more. I pleaded in my thoughts that he would not find out the true reason behind my pain.

"please don't Elijah, I don't want my pain to push you away….not like the others"

I instinctively closed my eyes, but all I felt was warmth press against my forehead before pulling away.

"you must be careful sylara." He whispered before taking my hand in his, kissing each of knuckles. "you are to fragile my dear."

I laughed knowing that it was true and yet apart of me knew that it was a lie. amelia had told me long ago that I was stronger than any man she had ever seen and more guts then the president.

"would you like some tea?"

"yes please.." I smiled as he walked me toward the dining room. "so whats in that room?"

"hmm... lets see how tea goes, before I tell you about that room." I laughed knowing he was teasing, but wincing at the pain that returned to my back.

"looks like I'm not the only one with a secret."

I placed the book once more back on the shelve ignoring the memory of that day. That was the first time I had lied to Elijah about the true reason behind my pain. My pain was no ones burden but my own. It wasn't until I realized Elijah own pain that I was able to understand my own, but Elijah could and would never admit it to me, I knew. I had known the moment I had found out he was a vampire.

I could feel Elena's eyes on me as I moved to stand at the entrance way. alright enough of this. With a quick clap of my hands.

"alright so what were you planning on doing today?"

Elena looked a little skeptical, but she stood none the less her arms folded over her chest.

"I was just going to the grill to meet up with Jeremy and bonnie…"

"and don't forget Caroline and Stefan." I had learned that Elena was very dependent on her friends and constantly worried of their well being that It seemed natural shed go looking for them.

"um yes Stefan too, but Damon might also be..?"

"pfft…please he's a child compared to me" I laughed at the thought of Damon beating me, but I quickly moved toward the door, sighing as the sun beamed through.

"come on I'll walk you there."

"you sure what if…" it touched me how Elena barely knew me and yet she was already caring for my safety, but apart of me knew it was because if anything happened to me, Elijah would be a very angry vampire. Laughing at the thought of Elijah throwing a tantrum suddenly came to my mind.

"don't worry Elena I'll be fine, Elijah and Jonas will keep you and your friends safe.

Okay like I said this one was meant to be more showing a different side of Elijah that we're not use to seeing, but trust me lemons in next chapter promise but I'm not sure when I'll up date so don't be mad please…. Oh I think the next chapter might be in Elijah pov but I'm still debating idk, what do you think?